Assault on Cameroon - Operation Tinderbox

Search lights littered the skies, and it was easy for the Chinese soldiers to establish that there were certainly several planes about to fly overhead.
From within the plane, the pilots could see the lights they were approaching, and realized that they had no chance of dropping their payload at the target destination. The only practical plan of action, and practical was to be considered at a stretch, was to drop the handling crew out of the plane, and have them disable the spotlights, preventing the Chinese from targeting the planes, unless of course they were extremely lucky.

So, with the entire operation in potential jeopardy, they sent out the crew with emergency chutes. With a lack of proper weapons, they had only the cover of night, and basic sidearms for use in emergencies only. A total of 15 men were dropped. From the planes, the pilots identified a chain of large cables connecting the spotlights.
"North-by-north-west of your current position, power terminal directly linked through every spotlight in the Chinese camp. You need to get a detonator on it, then the network will go down, and the planes can go over.

The crews crept slowly towards the Chinese camp, taking care to make no sound. The planes had begun to circle a few miles away. The infantry on the ground were able to quietly subdue the crew on one of the spotlights. However, there was a problem.
"Team has no charges for the network. I repeat, we have no charges!"
"Understood. Make immediate use of all available short-range weaponry, focus on the connection."
"You mean cut it?"
"Affirmative."

A vicious spark erupted from the cable, and the lights flickered out soon after. Immediately, the planes made haste over the anti-air position. AA guns fired wildly up in the air, but only a few hit their target, and all planes made it successfully past, more or less in one piece.

The men turned to face the Night Guards, notably with their hands not raised.
"We are the messengers. We stand together, united to the strength of giants. We are the GLA!" At that moment, the Night Guards fired on the GLA crew, and all but one fell down. The man left standing spoke:
"And we will not be forgotten... You are too late. Already, our planes fly high overhead, beyond the grasp of you and I. I am glad to be rid of this world if it may lead my great leaders to victory!" With that, the bullets in his chest overwhelmed him, and he collapsed backwards.

Indeed, as the man had said, the planes were out of reach for the Chinese, and by the time the spotlights were brought back online, they were far out of range also. The planes began to descend, as they prepared to drop their cargo. 

(I really dont have a reason to be here other then to post this picture.If someone asks I can write some sort of satalite imagery bumping into our view from space or something?)

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Abuja, Nigerian Federation 

Rifle guns fire off, as a joint Chinese-Nigerian military funeral is held for General Qiang, as well as the 43,000 dead soldiers of the Sino-Nigerian Front, and the Nigerian 2nd and 3rd Armies.

His second in command, General (Class AA) Yun, made a short speech in memory of his former commander.

"Shibo Qiang, aged 58, was truly a grand figure. He rose through the ranks honorably, with humble roots as a PLA private in the first war against the GLA. He was smart and cunning, and always knew exactly what to do. At the same time, he was also a gentle soul. Qiang was very approachable, and would never make you feel stupid for asking questions. His strategems and plans were always flexible, and he encouraged staff criticism, and feedback from the soldiers. He was a people's general, and he died that way as well. When the bombs went off, he was out in the Cameroon Jungle, sleeping in the soldier's tents before a planned equipment inspection the next morning, when the chemical bomb exploded only a few kilometers away. He died the same way he has lived, a true honorable soldier. Rest in Peace."

This chemical attack, dubbed the "Great Chemical Bombings", resulted in almost 180,000 military casulties among the Chinese and Nigerian forces. This was the worst amount of losses suffered in a single day in all of China's wars against the GLA. This was a huge blow, both to morale on the ground, and at home.
However, the attack did not go as successfully as the GLA intended. An entire spear-heading division, the 39th Armored Division, 25,000 strong, was completley unharmed by the attack. For some reason, the GLA chemical bomb that was meant to destroy them, failed to detonate. They sent in a large detachment of troops to the location where the bomb was dropped, and guard it for the time being, gas masks on 24/7 in case it went off. A large convoy of Chinese scientists are to arrive on the scene, and retreive the bomb for further analysis of GLA chemical weapons.



Meanwhile, the rest of the Armored Division is to drive south to intercept the GLA attack into Nigeria. Over 150 nuclear-powered Battlemaster and Overlord Tanks drove south, and engaged advancing GLA tank forces. The Chinese depleted Uranium shells tore through the light GLA armor, and the Gattling Tanks sprayed suppressing fire upon GLA infantry, decimating them, and allowing Chinese mechanized infantry to mop up with ease. The counterattack was going well in the plains of Northern Nigeria, however the Chinese Brigadier General, Shu, realised that further south was the dense Nigerian Jungle, where their mechanized assaults would be much less effective. His plan was to continue to push south until trees began getting in the way of tanks, then he would analyze the situation and come up with another plan.

As the Armored Division pushed south, the Chinese and Nigerian forces that were relatively unharmed were being pushed back to the Nigerian border, still relatively sick from the chemicals that seeped in through their skin. General Yun needed to act, and act fast, or the entire operation is to fail. The fate of the Nigerian Federation rests in his hands for the time being.

Captain Fuhkinhos was nervous, as was to be expected. The operation now rested almost entirely on his shoulders, and his men were only just prepared to mobilize at his time of calling. However, he was anxious to see battle again, after so long. At his command was a force consisting of only Militia, equipped to deal with most threats the enemy could throw at them, a total of 400 men. They were able to move quickly through the dense jungles separating the conflict to the north. The Chinese were only somewhat prepared at this location, and by tricking them into entering the jungle, the versatile and light-footed militia managed to dispose of the main guard. 40 minutes later, and they were closing on the bomb, with relatively insignificant casualties. However, the Chinese were well prepared at this location, and a heavy guard surrounded the unexploded bomb. As the bomb was tamper-proof, and evacuation of the area would be too slow, the Chinese were awaiting the arrival of a truck to extract the bomb to a safe location, perhaps to use for their own purposes in the battle. Captain Fuhkinhos surveyed the site, and it appeared impentrable. Though it would not take much to activate the bomb, they would need to be very close, which was a luxury they could not afford with such a heavy guard in the area.

However, the Captain was undettered, and refused to call back to GLA command to request reinforcements in the sector. He had something to prove to the GLA, that he was able and sharp. But for them to see this, he would have to complete this operation with resounding success. Examining the question, he noticed that the truck itself would be too slow off-road, and would have to follow large roads, avoiding bridges, to reach its destination. The obvious problem was that the truck would be traveling behind Chinese lines for the entire time. There was, however, an small munitions structure not far behind the lines at one critical point on the route. The Chinese would not be able to deviate from their route, so destroying this structure as violently as possible would be likely to draw some attention. They waited until the dead of night, and then began the plan.

With night fallen, and a river on their side, 5 GLA militia moved through the river, mostly within the shallows, until they were only 40 feet from the target structure. With great care, they moved forward, disabling guards where they found them, though having swum the river, they had no equipment, so they could not shoot them. It only took a waterproof bag with some matches inside to light up the munitions building. With that, there was a massive explosion, and all Chinese forces closer to the front line were drawn in to investigate. All they would find was a burning building and a pile of unknown corpses, but it was distraction enough for the full GLA force to begin their attack on the now heavily diminished Chinese forces. They began to set up for an ambush. Truck passing by in 3 hours.

"It would be foolhardy for us to attack the convoy. Our scouts have indicated that doing so is practically suicide. Equally, the front line of defence around the bomb is impenetrable. On the other hand, we must make a charge for it, before the Chinese can extract it. We cannot risk the chemicals in that bomb falling in the hands of their scientists. We cannot attempt an approach through the river; you never try the same one trick twice. Move 200 men by the quickest, but safest, route possible, north to the road. 250 will move east, for an assault on the farthest MG position. We should be able to overwhelm there, and with luck, move through the town north of there. Despite what I have said, we will send the remaining 45 men upriver, they may just be foolish enough to believe that we would not dare attempt that again."

So, each group set out on their given objectives.

[Having trouble getting my picture uploaded, it's here by link instead: postimg.org/image/qxzk5fdqx/
Hope I haven't defaced your map too much.]