The North PacificBoard

A deadly silence had swept over the pilots as their aircraft drew nearer and nearer to the enemy, side by side flew planes both from bases on land and the carriers at sea, ready to deal a damaging blow to the Democrats navy. As the hundreds of aircraft carried on their journey, the aircraft moving through the sky ahead of the Krinslo fleet tasked to sink the navy, the silence was broken when over their radio's information was relayed to them from the navy, "tsk... tsk.. Attention all pilots tsk..." the voice began, cracking through the radio "this is Captain Lampton tsk...., head of the carrier HMS Conviction tsk.... we have recieved furthur information of the make up of the enemy fleet from our reconnaissance tsk... there are many vessels tsk... some may be logistical ships whilst the rest are combat ships tsk... precede with caution and engage at will tsk... the fleet will be right behind you tsk... good luck, All Hail Krinslo!” the mesage finished "All Hail Krinslo" the pilots all responded back in unison. With the confirmation of the enemy fleet the spirits of the pilots were bolstered.
Thomas Krason was a pilot of one of the multi-role aircraft, his hand nervously controlled his aircraft to keep him in formation with the rest. He was nervous, anyone would be able to tell from his breathing, and the message over the radio, although it had raised his spirits it hadn't calmed him completely. The aircraft flew for a while longer, themselves in a state of constant observation as to when they would engage the enemy. Then as if a sudden new life had entered the pilots the radios became alive with orders "READY UP LADS, we got our targets. Krason, Lemmy, Pres, Ferg, Jason and me will aim for the lead vessel, the others are in groups of 6 aswell and will target separate vessels. Now, make sure you aim properly! I want to sink these fools before the navy can." "Roger Sir" Krason replied. His heartbeat began to beat inside his head, he tried to calm his breathing as best he could.
"Just aim and fire, aim and fire, like you have done countless times before, just aim and fire the anti-ship missiles like the rest of the pilots and the enemy will be at the bottom of the sea in no time, the fighters will deal with any enemy aircraft that appear. Then you can go home, yeah that sound good." he thought to himself, calming his nerves as he prepared to launch the attack.
"30 seconds then fire, make sure you got your target right!" bellowed the voice over the radio.
"Don't worry, I do, and i plan to sink them!" He responded with the same energy. His hand was eager to fire, holding it the position made time feel as if it had stopped as he counted down the seconds. Then when the time came he fired his missiles and moved with the rest of the pilots.
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The navy was moving behind the airforce, their large size carry their much larger arsenals as they moved towards the enemy. Orders were calmly relayed across the numerous ships as information on the enemies position was reported in from the numerous submarines and reconnaissance planes that were patrolling the Ocean. The Navy had the task of engaging the fleet, although they felt the airforce may well sink it before they even get near. Captain Lampton looked out at the vast ocean, wondering how the attack by the airforce was going, the navy was still 10 minutes out of range to reinforce the aircraft in their attack but it meant any remaining vessels left after would be easily swept up by the firepower this force had.
Lampton walked back from the window and sat down at his chair, "Have the submarines keep notice for us if any further enemy vessels start to approach, i want to be well prepared if after we sink their force we must face another, send out remaining reconnaissance aircraft in all other directions, I don’t want any surprises." "Yes Sir" the staff responded. "Sir, we have conformation from the airforce of the enemy position.” “Good, have the anti-ship missiles prepared to be fired when we come into range and have the helicopter and destroyers prepare for anti-submarine warfare Incase the enemy tries to sneak up on us, we will be the ones to strike first when we get into range." Lampton explained to his crew, his confidence in victory showing through his words.
The Navy sailed on, getting closer and closer to the enemy fleet, soon to begin its engagement.

(Just some stuff happening on land)
As the next set of reinforcements of the ground troops began to arrive to join the front line to increase the current amount of Krinslo forces to 125,000 with the rest still on their way to arrive. The forces on the frontline began to open up artillery fire onto the democrats positions in order to pin them in place or to provoke them into a disastrous attack on the Krinslo positions as more and more Krinslo reinforcements joined the frontline. (Note just artillery fire atm, no offence yet)