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At approximately 1718L, a dispatch was sent out over lo-jack personal radio on an emergency band concerning a possible security breach at the Uroburos Secretary of Defense's personal compound. Local authorities reported seeing two heavily armored and modified hovercraft of unknown origin shoot their way past the guards at the gate of the compound, and then use some sort of mobile plasma beam generator to breach the walls of the house. Mobile auto sentry guns were deployed around the house from the hovercraft, and the first few groups of security personnel and military troops that approached the house were cut down by gunfire. Small arms fire was heard from the compound along with shouting in an unknown language. Government linguists have so far been unable to translate the language. Around 1731L, a heavily armored individual exited the house and walked toward the front gate. Government snipers engaged him with large caliber weapons and neutralized him. Approximately 5 minutes later a mobile internet broadcast was made of two masked figures using some sort of cutting wire or garrot type device to cut the throat of the Uroburos Minister of Information, Dr. K. Angerre. A message was then sent out that stated no demands, simply that the Secretary of Defense was being held hostage and any action of any sort would result in his death. The government of Uroburos asks for any International assistance possible in identifying and gaining information and intelligence about these attackers. Your help will be rewarded handsomely.

Airom has recently encountered terrorists of this description. We have seen the terrible wrath they can unleash on innocent citizens.
we do not want to see the slaughter of civilian blood again.
we are pleased to help and are sending our unit from the highest and most successful special forces in the world. The unit (G-Bravo) from the Airomanian E.A.F will arrive shortly to help save these poor and desperate souls.

That Is All.

Air Marshall Patrick Betowlskio

Emergency Transmisssion---------------
The Republic of Evopia has Recieved your plea, we have been training a Team to deal with these incedents, we have up to 250 Crack anti-Terrorist Covert Ops at our disposel. If you need our help please reply
----------------End Transmission---------------

While I appreciate the offer of troops, I am more in need of forensic scientists, any intelligence about who these people(?) might be, and what demands they may be making. For reasons that cannot be discussed publicly, but I can only assume these attackers are aware of, the death of our Defense Secretary could cause a major international incident. All help is appreciated, but I urge discretion to be used by all parties once we develop a plan of action.

Hirgizstan has been training a National force of 2000 personnell to deal with terrorism in its forms. The force consists of 1800 trained anti-terrorism specialists, and a force of 200 'specialist' personnell that deal with your kind of situation, the specialist unit contains linguists, bio-chem specialists, forensic scientists and a number of others.
This unit of specialists plus a squadron of Assault/snipers from the first squadron NATF will be sent with your express permission.

-Foreign Secretaries office, Hirgizstan.-

Hirgiztan seems best suited to help us, because of the diverse nature of their task force. Transports have been dispatched to expedite the arrival of your TF, and are waiting for permission to land in your country at the place of your direction. We thank everyone who has offered help so far.

App. 5 minutes ago, following our reply to Hirgiztan, another video was broadcast showing the brutal rape and torture of the 19 year old daughter of our Secretary of Defense before his very eyes. We are frustrated beyond belief. No demands have been made to us, and no communication has been passed to us. During the last video, one of the attackers used the phrase "Vratska du skenlicha, vor sechila partjin vokimil natruvurst." This means nothing to our linguists. Please assist if possible.

~At a secure location inside the Republic of Ozymandias IV~

The Grand Army of the Republic Hostage Rescue Team (HRT) begins to stand down upon reciept of a message containing the acceptance of Hirgiztan's offer by the Uroburos government.

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MESSAGE TO UROBUROS HIGH COMMAND:

Our HRT will be available should circumstances require a more subtle operation to free your captive government official.

Signed,
Umberto IV
Secretary of Information

News Flash - After an unexpected series of hijacking attacks in which app. 50 - 60 Waird Class Transport ships were removed from auto control of the tranport main frame and remotely operated to crash into targets all across our capitol city of Thalia, the entire Uroburos military has been mobilized. So far, casualties range from 15,000 to 20,000, with damage reports still coming in. It is unknown at this time if the attacks are linked to the hostage situation involving the SecDef and his family, or if they are attacks of opportunity.

At approximately 1718L, a dispatch was sent out over lo-jack personal radio on an emergency band concerning a possible security breach at the Uroburos Secretary of Defense's personal compound. Local authorities reported seeing two heavily armored and modified hovercraft of unknown origin shoot their way past the guards at the gate of the compound, and then use some sort of mobile plasma beam generator to breach the walls of the house. Mobile auto sentry guns were deployed around the house from the hovercraft, and the first few groups of security personnel and military troops that approached the house were cut down by gunfire. Small arms fire was heard from the compound along with shouting in an unknown language. Government linguists have so far been unable to translate the language. Around 1731L, a heavily armored individual exited the house and walked toward the front gate. Government snipers engaged him with large caliber weapons and neutralized him. Approximately 5 minutes later a mobile internet broadcast was made of two masked figures using some sort of cutting wire or garrot type device to cut the throat of the Uroburos Minister of Information, Dr. K. Angerre. A message was then sent out that stated no demands, simply that the Secretary of Defense was being held hostage and any action of any sort would result in his death. The government of Uroburos asks for any International assistance possible in identifying and gaining information and intelligence about these attackers. Your help will be rewarded handsomely.well i would like to say :twisted: :twisted: :evil: :twisted: :evil:

Problems with terrorists? Send them to our training school hosted jointly by EI and Agrigento
Tgram me for the link.

Defacto Russia officially offers the services of its JULIE special operations robots to resolve this situation. JULIE robots are armed with charged particle beam weapons capable of defeating tank armour, as well as Active Thermoptic Camouflage to obscure them from view. They can move at low speeds without compromising their stealth capabilities, and their armour offer superb resistance to small-arms fire. As well, their grenade launchers can be reloaded with flashbang-style stun grenades.

A force of JULIE robots could concievably storm the building, secure the Secretary of Defense, and neutralize the terrorists without loss of civilian life. As well, JULIE robots are expendable, as they upload a backup of themselves to a central computer before every mission. In the event of the loss of a JULIE unit, a new one can be constructed, and the old unit's very being can be downloaded to the new body.

DeFacto Russia, I am extremely interested in having you assist me. This is the sort of resolution that I could use. Will you require transportation?


East Islandia, any terrorists captured will be interrogated, and then I will contact you about re-education for them.

Zippojif, care to clarify?????

Negative. Defacto Russia will deploy the JULIE squad to your nation via dropship. The DRS Manticore is moving into position above your nation in the event that they have spacecraft support.

While Free Pacific States does have it's special forces teams and such, we believe you have recieved enough forces of this nature, and so, unless specifically asked, will not send.

However, Free Pacific States has one of the best medical/emergency systems on the planet, as well as a crack team of negotiators. If requested, we will send emergency and medical personel, as well as one of our crack negotiation teams. They will be dispatched immediatly if requested.

we do. Lock on to the Primary transponder at Uroburos International Airport and Spaceport, and use Clik450450 for an access code to disable our air defense systems. (Note this is a one time code only) DO NOT ATTEMPT TO USE IT TWICE. If you need a new one we will send. After the systems are disable, you will be autoguided to a berth.

At app. 2230L, the bodies of the SecDef and his family were thrown from the upper window of the Secretaries compound, followed by a message identifying the attackers as renegade R&D scientists and special forces workers that had been fired from UARPA because of failed psychological screenings. After this latest development, HRT members stormed the compound using stun weapons and pulse cannons for barricade removal. 5 of the attackers were killed outright, 17 have been captured. All known terrorists are in custody, but one of the attackers has promised that more cyber attacks will follow if any retribution comes to them. The government of Uroburos has decided to ignore any threats, and execute the terrorists summarily with no trial or investigation.

No one had ever accused a Defacto Russian dropship of being a beautiful craft. Blocky and ugly, it sat on the tarmac, its loading ramp lowering to the ground. A tall, dark-haired man clad in the black uniform of the Defacto Russian Ground Forces strode from the bay, followed moments later by fourteen of the long-limbed JULIE robots. Looking around, he sought out whatever officer was sent to meet him.

Executor Vargus and a security detail stepped smartly across the apron, his years of military service showing in the cadence of his walk. His detail halted and fanned out in a protective stance around Varugs and the Defacto Russian attache, weapons trained on the horizon and any nearby buildings. Vargus gave a cursory bow, born less out of arrogance, and more from the frustration of a man who has seen an otherwise calm nation torn apart from within.
"Your aid arrived too late, through no fault of your own" he snapped. "We are most grateful for your assistance, but would be pleased if we could continue this discussion at a more secure location. Will you follow me please?"

Executor Vargus paused to listen to his earpiece crackle to life. When he raised his head, his expression had passed from frustrated to frightened. "Sir", he said firmly, the Phaeson 5 fusion plant has been sabotaged. We must move now. In approximately 8 minutes this airport is going to be a puddle of glass." Transports are on station in the hanger. Please follow me now. We can reach safe distance in less than 30 seconds, but we must go now. And then find a way to make those terrorist bastards pay. "

Executor Vargus paused to listen to his earpiece crackle to life. When he raised his head, his expression had passed from frustrated to frightened. "Sir", he said firmly, the Phaeson 5 fusion plant has been sabotaged. We must move now. In approximately 8 minutes this airport is going to be a puddle of glass." Transports are on station in the hanger. Please follow me now. We can reach safe distance in less than 30 seconds, but we must go now. And then find a way to make those terrorist bastards pay. "

As curious citizensn watched, over four dozen medical and emergency transports began to circle high above the airport, having heard of the impending explosion. They await further orders on where to land from the local government, and as they wait, continue to prepare to help some of those hurt in the terrorist attacks. However, they only have a few more hours of fuel, so they would like to have a designated landing gplace...immediatly?

The Colonel shook his head. "No need and no time." he said, snapping off a few quick hand signals to the JULIE units who promptly reboarded the dropship not ten meters behind him. "Follow me, Executor. We can evacuate on my dropship." And with that, he turned and headed for the waiting craft.

Executor Vargus spoke quietly to one of the soldiers standing behind him. He quickly stepped forward, a small, locked data-link unit cabled to his wrist. The Executor punched a code into a keypad on the side of the unit and then pressed his thumb against a biometric security scanner. The unit beeped twice, and then started emitting a regular blip. He turned to the Defacto Russian attache. "You must understand that the security of our nation is in your hands at this point. The safest place for us to be is the Kevyla Tower north of the city. It is shielded against even the heaviest of nuclear detonations, and there will be a dock for your ship to land at and refuel. Once the shock wave has passed we can move to a low earth orbit to monitor the situation. Sir, I am not an emotional man, but your assistance to the government of Uroburos in this time will never be forgotten. The soldiers closed ranks behind Executor Vargus and walked quickly up the entry ramp to the drop ship. Once inside the ship quickly lifted and wheeled over the city. In the dying light, the sites of the attacks stood out like flares against the powerless city. Executor Vargus looked out his windown, a grim expression on his face.

The Colonel traveled from JULIE to JULIE, securing the robots in their cradles before coming to check on the Executor. "I've given the pilot our orders. The terrorists have twice demonstrated an ability to penetrate secure facilities. We aren't going to Kevyla Tower." he explained as the dropship began to climb. "I have given orders to climb to orbit. We will rendezvous with the Manticore. At the moment, it is the most secure place within range of the dropship."

As the dropship climbed through the thinning atmosphere, splashes of light flashed below, as explosions continued to come. Vargus looked at his watch. 4:21 to go until a major part of Thalia City was demolished. He turned to the Defacto Russian attache. "After the explosion, I must find some way to mobilize our armed forces. Will we be refueling at the Manticore? There is an underground command post several hundred kilometers from here. If that is not acceptable, are there Command and Control facilities onboard the Manticore that I can use?"

"The DRS Manticore is a heavy cruiser. She is designed to coordinate a battlegroup, as well as a ground offensive." he explained. "We have two hundred JAMES robots, one hundred JULIE robots, and two hundred human soldiers. I can organize a JAMES drop to the blast area immediately. In fact, if I get on the comm right now, fifty JAMES robots can be on the ground before we dock with the Manticore. We will not be returning to the surface at this time, however. We will require both dropships to deploy the human troops effectively. You may coordinate your efforts from Manticore's Ground Ops Center."

There was a small as the dropship passed into the upper atmosphere. Less than 30 seconds later, most of Thalia City disappeared in a purple and orange fire ball. Surrounding plants on the power grid erupted, and within seconds, hundreds of square kilometers of land were bubbling glass. Devastation left where a proud city once stood. "This is clearly only the beginning of the conflict." Vargus said to himself. "We're powerless right now, until I can contact our armed forces."

"Executor, you may be powerless, but we are not helpless. I will contact the Manticore, and then you may make use of the dropship's comm system to call up your armed forces." He paused, turning towards the cockpit. "Executor, these terrorists have caused destruction on par with the use of nuclear weapons. Our Javelin missiles are tipped with D/T fusion warheads. Should it become neccesary, the Manticore can respond in kind."

With that, it was off to the forward cabin, where he seated himself at the communications station. "Manticore, this is Colonel Bondarenko aboard Dropship Alpha. Contact DR High Command and request carrier and orbital warfare cruiser support. Begin deploying spysats in geosynch above Uroburos. You are authorized to begin dropping all remaining JULIE units into Uroburos. Prep drop pods for the fourteen I have with me. They're going in as soon as I'm aboard. Their orders are to commence reconnaisance. If fired upon by Uroburos military personel, use the thermoptic camouflage to evade. Otherwise, use all due force to neutralize the threat and continue the mission. Support the JULIEs with the ULTRA-STARs. Oh, one more thing. Arm the Javelins. We may need them."

As soon as he was off the comm, the Manticore set about following the order. Her attitude changed, and trajectories were calculated. Moments later, drop pods ripped through the upper atmosphere, decelerating rapidly to bring their cargo to the surface safely. From each pod emerged a single JULIE, or Joint Unmanned Light Infiltration and Engagement robot. Twenty transatmospheric ULTRA-STAR unmanned fighters followed, performing airborne reconnaisance. Even without the requested support, the Manticore could field a fearsome force. Once the carrier and the OW cruiser arrived, the Executor and the Colonel could begin the task of hunting down and eliminating the terrorists in earnest.

Once seated in the Operations Center Vargus removed the briefcase from his wrist and punched another series of numbers into the keypad. The beeping from the case changed tempo, and then stopped. The back of the case slid open, and a small plasma screen flipped up and out of the case. A few more adjustments, and the small case showed itself to be a working CLT Tactical Ops Terminal. Vargus's hands deftly worked the keyboard, entering call signs and contact numbers. Within moments, holographic maps began to form in a semi-circle around the case, depicting Uroburos as a whole, active military units, battle damage assesments, and threat indicators. The CLT's passive tapping system began to pull threat info from the dropship's sensor arrays, making the picture even more detailed. Vargus's first call was to the UROSOCCOM, located in the Thalintian Mountains. This base hosts the elite of the Uroburos Spec Ops community, as well as the most advanced light armored cavalry and light armored air cavalry. The first step would be to move units into position around Thalia City, or what was left of it, and try to assess the strength of the terrorists, and where they were being supported from.
Vargus turned to the Colonel. At this point, I don't want to engage a nuclear option. Once the extent of the damage to Thalia is assessed, and arrangements can be made for the extraction of the civilian population from the urban areas, I'll give you a demonstration in what our forces know about urban combat. If we are unsuccessful in routing the terrorists, perhaps I can authorize an escalation, but I would very much like to leave a semblance of Uroburos behind after this conflict." He turned back to the keyboard and began drawing up combat action plans. Without turning around, he asked "What is your preferred method of insertion for ubran combat? Do you used armored vehicle, or low orbit parachute insertion?"

we regret to inform you (yeah right) that these skilled masters of covert assaults belong to the region of Nexus, more specificly 'Burnout Fans'
Destroy these bastard regions and nations and the terrorists will lose heart.

we regret to inform you (yeah right) that these skilled masters of covert assaults belong to the region of Nexus, more specificly 'Burnout Fans'
Destroy these bastard regions and nations and the terrorists will lose heart. 8)

lies lies lies i have not done any assualts on any of place please belive me he has been spaming me :shock:

*Activates transmission with <i>The Manticore</i>*

Baron Porkonia here. I have viewed this situation with some horror and offer my assisstance to your cause.

Our fiefdom has recently created an elite unit that has been trained to deal with combat in high risk environmental situations (i.e. radioactive area). They have shown excellent results in war game scenarios and they're use is now being offered to you. I will accompany them personally. My transports are being prepared and entrance into the country is pending permission and a green light on the operation. WOuldn't want to throw off your tactical timing by coming in out of sync with your own men.

Our intelligence has also utilized camera enabled cockroaches for many sensitive operations. The environmental conditions may not favour manned reconnaisance, and the cockroaches are cheap. Let me know if you want them.

Colonel Bondarenko took a seat across from the Executor. "JULIE robots can travel at a top speed of one hundred and thirty kilometers an hour on all fours." he answered. "We already have one hundred of them on the ground. We can deploy another two hundred JAMES robots via orbital reentry pods - Essentially LEO Parachute insertion."

"If you do wish to escalate the situation, we have two options. We can use the neutral particle beam weapons. They're sufficiently accurate to blast a building out of existance." he explained. "Or we can answer them with a Javelin. Javelins are tipped with Deuterium/Tritium Fusion warheads. These are clean warheads, as clean as they come. You could begin repopulation as soon as the site cooled."

Over the last hour the situation on the surfce had become progressively more unstable. Initially what was thought to be a massive influx of foreign terrorists had proven to be a large scale internal problem, possibly an attempt at a coup de etat or a hostile takeover. Disgruntled scientists, industry leaders and alienated military personnel, anxious about the future of their jobs in a rapidly changing society that became more and more automated each day had lashed out in the only way they thought the government could understand. Violence. Sadly, for their sake, the powers that be are still firmly in charge, and have a much better grasp on violence and the projection of power than these rebels ever could. Onboard the Defacto Russian dropship, Executor Vargus and Colonel Bondarenko, newly allied in the fight against terrorism, were doing their best to turn the tide of the battle.
"Colonel, as you can see in this Keyhole-16 imagery, the fighting is limited almost completely to the areas around Thalia City. There were brief uprisings in Xhtmelia, but due to the unique geography of the city, incidents were short lived, often self terminated. I ordered all lifts and internal transports within the city to terminate when the violence erupted, and as a result, the rebels were unable to move from one level of the city to another, often finding themselves trapped by the very destruction they created. Thalia City is another matter however.
As you can see here, when the Phaseon-5 plant was sabotaged, the ensuing blast wave flattened nearly 400 square miles of urban area. This was mostly industrial and non-standard commercial property, but the loss of life has been enormous. Estimates hover around 2.8 million people dead or missing. Translated into income and economy, the effects are almost as far reaching. Uroburos has been left without any substantial means of generating a diverse economic model. The terrorists surely figured this in their plans.
The central districts and surrounding residential areas are still intact, and heavily populated. Citizens are safe for the most part as long as they remain in their dwellings. Most buildings offer some sort of centralized self defense system. The rebels control the streets, and Father shows widespread DOS attacks as well as outright sabotage of network nodes. Once the countries intranet is disabled, the rebels will have the upper hand on the ground. We must act now, with a massive ground strategy, or I will have to bear on my conscience the death of millions more using the nuclear option you've discussed with me.
Have your JULIE's and JAMES's rendevouz with my ground troops north of the city at the New Anzio Causeway. I've already had a section of the highway that runs north to Xhtmelia severed, so we can count on isolating these terrorist bastards. My ground commander, Field Marshall Vistil, has prepared 3D mapping packages for your robots. This will significantly enhance their ability to navigate all areas in the south of the country, and will give the exact same situational awareness as my troops. Before we begin though, we should discuss strategy. What do you propose for the inital assualt on the suburbs?"

The MK3

The MK3

The MK3 Hoverscout moved along the ridgetop road, almost invisible in the gathering twilight. Sgt. Krispin cycled his vision through all the modes, and finally selected IR. Training the quad-barrelled MX42 down towards the valley floor, he could make out the clear outlines of a rebel base. It had been constructed in a hurry from modular techcrete buildings and sandbags, but the defensive perimeter bristled with enough kinetic weapons to turn a platoon of Operators into walking sieves. Hence the wide berth they were giving it. At the briefing earlier that morning, some clarity had finally come to the picture. Executor Vargus was safe aboard a Defacto Russia dropship, and terrorists controlled most of Thalia City. a rendevouz point had been set at New Anzio, and once assembled, the teams of Operators were to make an assualt on Thalia City backed by Defacto Russia JULIE and JAMES mechanicals. In his 6 years as an Operator, Sgt. Krispin had never sensed any element of chaos or disorder, but the last 2 days had been out of control. And it was bound to get worse. There were even rumors of going nuclear for a counterattack. He tightened his helmet strap and leaned back in his seat. This could be a long day.

OOC: sorry about the dupes...I'm sure you can guess what happened

OOC: I was having fun with this one. Anyone want to jump in and contribute right about.....now

The Colonel nodded, rising from his seat as the dropship docked with the Manticore. Striding to the hatch, he waited for the all-clear call before opening. "Executor, if you would follow me, we can coordinate this battle from the operations room." he suggested. "Both JAMES and JULIE units have thermoptic camouflage standard. As well, they have truly superb situational awareness. They are actually intelligent, with cognitive abilities about equivalent to a dog or a wolf."

"My suggestion for the assault is that we lead with the JULIE elements, infiltrating them behind the enemy positions to scout out the situation." he suggested. "Have your infantry begin a slow advance with JAMES units mixed in amongst them using their thermoptic camouflage to remain hidden. As the enemy gives away their position through firing, the JAMES units will engage them with their charged particle beam weapons, and the entire force can advance at flank speed while the JULIEs strike at the enemy positions from within."

The Hoverscout slowed as it neared the makeshift HQ on the banks of the Fiume Urobosi. Sgt. Krispin unbuckled from the port side gun cradle and dropped to the ground. Catching his ready sack from Lance Corporal James, he slung it over his back and walked around to the back of the 'scout. Opening the lock box on the underside, he removed his MOCW42 rifle and several clips of ammo. Catching up with the Corporal, and matching step, he answered the question everyone had been wanting to ask all day. They're expecting a drop of several JULIE and JAMES mechanicals in about an hour. Our chalk and Tango chalk are expected to lead the assault tonight. Get some rack time, and square your shit away. I've only went into boonies with mechanicals once. They don't stop until they're blown apart or their batteries are dead. We'll have to move fast to keep up. I'll be in the JOC getting the intel briefing. Warrant Officer Fields spoke with Field Marshall Vistil and Executor Vargus via teleconference this morning. They've got big plans for us.

Less than 30 miles south of the Fiume Urbosi, preparations of another kind were underway. Several armored all-terrains were parked closely beneath a causeway overpass, draped with camoflauge netting. The only sign of their existence, unless viewed directly from the side, was a mast composed of various antennas. The rebels had been at work all morning, combing the air for signal intelligence from the Uroburos Operations Directorate units, and based on the traffic they had picked out so far, a massive movement of troops was afoot. It was just a matter of finding the right ambush points.....

OOC: If anyone would like to jump in and play the part of the terrorists, let me know. Please read the thread so far so as to keep things in the same vein. The only stipulations that I have, is that any RPing DOES NOT result in the total destruction of my country.

Sigh. BUMP? I was enjoying my first semi-successful RP.