NationStates Jolt Archive

Outside the Royal Performance Theatre, Central McLeodia

The black limousine slowed to a halt at the bottom of the steps, two SUVs in front and two more behind the limo dispersed RPU agents to help keep the crowd back. The door of the limousine was opened by the RPU team leader, and a man in his late 40s with greying hair, dressed in a designer suit, stepped out. He turned having left the car, and helped a younger lady out of the car. She wore an expensive turquoise dress, and had her hair styled beautifully.

The couple walked past an adoring crowd who were cheering and whistling at them. Occasionally, they stopped to talk to the crowd, and the woman was given a single rose by a man wearing a long trenchcoat.

Unseen to the couple, two more men in long trenchcoats were pushing through the crowd further up the steps. Both held the coats around them, hardly suspicious given the cold wet weather that evening. As the royal couple reached the top of the steps, the two new men in trenchcoats reached the front of the crowd. With a glance, they looked at each other, and the man further down the crowdline.

The couple turned around to wave to the crowds, and the two men simultaneously pulled out twin MP-5K machine pistols. Before anyone could act, the unknown assassins opened fire on the couple.

9-mm rounds tore a line up the steps and into the couple. Lady Elizabeth, standing slightly in ront of her husband, died instantly. Prince Michael, CIC of the McLeodian Armed Forces Central Command, was spun around by the force of the bullets, blood spraying from neck and arm wounds. At least two rounds caught him in the face before he died.

As RPU agents fired tranquiliser darts into the terrorists from their own weapons, the third man screamed "We are the Peoples Front of McLeod03. Feel our wrath", and detonated over 25kg of plastic explosives tied to his body.

The explosion rocked the building, and turned the motorcade over, as well as killing or wounding over a hundred innocent men, women, and children.

As the sirens of emergency services could be heard getting louder in the distance, a single rose, covered with blood, landed in a puddle on the pavement.


<Public Broadcast>
FROM: King James IV

At 19:47 today, a previously unknown terrorist group, the Peoples Front of McLeod03, launched an attack on this country, and killed 57 people, as well as injuring a further 219. Among the fatalities were my brother Michael, and his wife Elizabeth.

This is a true moment of sadness in our nations history. Not since the wars of the clans over 200 years ago has such brutality been used against McLeodians.

Rest assured, good people of the McLeodian Empire, this act will not go unavenged. As i speak, RPU agents are co-operating with police forces and forensic experts to find a clue as to the whereabouts of the PFM.

As per Royal Protocol, all flags are to be flown at half-mast, and tomorrow will be a day of mourning for the entire Empire.

I leave you know with a message of hope, and my promise that I will snub out those responsible for this atrocity.

<End of Broadcast>

OOC: Consider this to be the morning after.

<Public Message>
FROM: King James IV

Following the brutal terrorist strike on our nation last night in which the death toll is now over a hundred people, and looks set to rise, I would like to request that any nations experienced in anti-terrorist warfare send assistance to aid our own over-whelmed police forces.

2kbit encryption started
From: Kaiser Michael Kuklinski V, von Attikisch Reich
To: Koenig James IV, von MikLidisch Reich (someone forgot to translate)

Once the current conflict is over, we will be happy to send crack Reichpolizei units to assist you in putting down this terrorist group.

Canadien Bacon, in tune with our terrorist policy, is more than prepared to send troops to support McLeod03.

<Encrypted Message>
TO: Kaiser Michael Kuklinkski V, Attican Empire
FROM: King James IV, McLeodian Empire

I personally greatly appreciate this offer. The funeral for my brother will be held in one weeks time. Could you possibly attend, especially after the incident at your palace not long ago?

2kbit encryption started
From: Kaiser Michael Kuklinski V, von Attikisch Reich
To: Koenig James IV, von MikLidisch Reich (someone forgot to translate)

Unfortunately, my advisors feel it would be foolish for me to leave when there are enemy ships in Attican waters. Unless we can remove the enemy fleet within one week, the only other option is taking a Raumfähre, or what you would call a 'space shuttle', and I am not fond of space.

OOC: Our space shuttles are specially designed for survivability. We have not had a single space shuttle crash. Also, they can handle horizontal takeoff, like a plane, and make it into space.

Our prisoners are in desperate need for death. We have outlawed capital punishment in our great country of Funus but we have a loophole that allows the most egregious offenders to be exported out of the country to meet their justice.

I beg you to accept some of our prisoners and only ask that you rid the world of their vile habits by dropping them from your cliffs and if needed, balconies.

Respectfully,

Ambassador of Funus

<Encrypted Message>
TO: Kaiser Michael Kuklinkski V, Attican Empire
FROM: King James IV, McLeodian Empire

Very well. Then we will have to get rid of that fleet quickly won't we.

OOC: Will this eventually turn into a full-fledged RP? just wondering

Terrorists Assault McLeodian Royal Family
Reuters-McLeod03

Following a devastating terrorist attack that left over one hundred people dead, including two high ranking McLeodian socialites, South Dalanian officials have offered condolences as well as the services of several South Dalanian law enforcement agencies. Speaking for the National Police Agency (OOC: the equivalent of the FBI), Director Lee-Kang-Jae said in a national press conference that, "If South Dalania does commit an investigation team, the NPA will definitely be at the forefront."

A spokesman for the NPA refused to comment on whether or not the task force would include members of the elite Counter-Terrorist Operations Service (CTOS) however, the NPA has stated that the investigating team will be "fully qualified to handle anything that may come their way."

The NPA and CTOS last handled an active terrorist case two years back, with a string of radical subway bombings in Haeju. Due to the current crime rate in South Dalania as well as the radical underground socialist groups active in the capital, South Dalanian agencies are well-versed in CT operations.

OOC: I'm waiting to gauge general interest.

IC:

King James IV appreciates your offer, and requests an experienced team be sent to assist the RPU and police forces.

The Kaiser, albeit somewhat unwillingly, steps into the passenger bay of the KRF Entdeckung, an Attican Space Shuttle, which will take off in 5 minutes, and then touch down in a McLeodian runway.

Watertest has watched this situation, and is astonished at the horrific deeds that these terrorists have commited. The president has given us permission to send one of our finest Spec Ops team to aid McLeod03 if needed. If interested, please respond.

54th Anti-Terror Team

40 Spec Ops
5 Snipers
5 Demolition Experts
5 B-3 Transports
4 Black Hawk Helicopters

Eric Taylor
Foriegn Relation Minister of Watertest

*Secret message from unknown rebel leader of anti-ruenland government group:

The tactics of these terrorists are very simliar to the Ruenland terrorists and Ruenland style attacks.

We have some evidence, but not much, that Ruenland trained, and provided resources to the terrorists that carried out this attack.

I suggest looking into Ruenland through intelligence sources to find out more about that possibility*

-Undisclosed location

A Sterwin Tempest Dropship carrying special ops troops is currently in the air and will land on clearance.

Once landed, Cmdr Davis will submit to a local designated command authority. For maximum efficiency, we request temporary access to any satalite reconnisance and communications you may have. (OC: look up the r908 @ http://www.freewebs.com/bluebomber/storefrontgroundvehicles.htm)

On board is the following

40 Special Ops Troops

Equipment

1 * R908 'Brain Bucket' Tactical Command Vehicle
50KG C4 Explosives + Detonators
RelicArms RIW-5 Bullpup Assault Rifle (standard issue for troops)
200 GUG4 Multipurpose Grenade
10 * SPAS 12
10 * MSG-90
250 Gallons of Kramerican Ale

There will also be 3 KH-4 Raptor Helicopters in escort as well, which will also form part of the assult team.

Let us wipe the scorge of Terrorism from this planet.

OOC: Ok, everything always happens while i'm offline.

IC:

Clearance granted to all inbound craft. The offer of assistance from Watertest is also eagerly accepted.

An international headqurters has been established little more than two miles from the main airfield in McLeodia.

Available at the headquarters are helicopter landing pads, real-time satellite imaging, and all intelligence gathered so far.

Further information will be available soon, once it has been verified by our intelligence commitee.

The Black Hawk helicopters landed on the concrete of the landing pad as the rotors continued to roar. With one fluid motion, the doors were whipped open, disgorging a number of men in dark suits and sunglasses. Their hair being whipped by the still spinning rotors, they began quickly unloading equipment from the helicopters, stacking the steel and plastic containers off to the side.

With a quick motion to the pilots, the lead agent led his dark suited team into the administration building. Behind them, the Black Hawks lifted off, heading back to their deployment base. As the sound of the rotors diminished, the lead agent walked up to the administration desk. Removing his sunglasses, he smiled and motioned to the rest of his team.

"I'm James Sung of the NPA. We're the South Dalanian team sent to help in your counter-terrorist investigation."

"Good afternoon Mr Sung.

If i could just ask you to step through the doorway there, the information room is three doors down on the right.

In there you will find everything you need to aid the investigations.

Opposite that is the leisure and living area, where you should find adequate beds for your team, food, drink, and a rec room/gym."

// Inside the Sterwin Dropship //

// Over international waters

“Aw crap, they forgot the UAV’s” Davis moaned to himself. “Damn it, I need those”

“Windwalker Transport to base”

“This is base”

“I have a priority two requisition of eight UAV’s plus packages. That’s four general, two assault and two recon”

“Authenticate please, Charlie Five Seven Six Green”

“Delta Four Eight Five Blue”

“Authenticated. Okay they will be on three transports. Do you have a priority on any of those?”

“Yes, I need one of each on the first transport”

“Okay, ETA of the first transport is your ETA + 3 hours for the first transport, then every half hour after that. Base Out”


// Approaching the International HQ

On the approach, Davis noted the Black Hawks leaving. Pulling up the insignia on the side he noted with interest that they were South Dalanian.

"Humm" he muttered to himself, "These guys are good, should be able to teach us a thing or two".

Pulling up the intercom, "Right team, on touch down, wait for green light, and unload. Tech teams get the sat uplink online ASAP, and get the TCV up and running."

The whine of the engine started to subside.

As the gear was unloaded, the tech teams powered up the TCV and started to get an interface going with the tech teams at the base.

Walking towards the building, he saw the men in dark suits and walked up to the person in the dark suit by the desk, and greeted them both.

“Hi, I’m Cmdr Davis from Sterwin. There was something in the brief about kicking some terrorist ass?” His rugged face gave a brief smile. “Do we have any information about this” His face give a look of disgust “peoples front”?

// Somewhere in low orbit a Sterwinian satellite moves into position over McLodia. //

// Approx 5 minutes after our guys meet. Inside the TCV, they start to pick up the feeds from the Sterwinian and McLodian satellites. Various assets are picked up and marked on screen with the prefix WW. Another screen is being poured over by three Intel guys, with possible remote hideouts being analysed with in a 20 mile radius of Ground Zero. Another tech is having an argument with a senior McLodian tech about direct access to the systems, but is kept being told no for security reasons.(I don’t know if I’m being presumptuous but I assume every nation has its jobsworths :) ) //

// Radio Comm – Not Encrypted

“Janson to Davis”

“Davis here, go ahead.”

“Some asshole is denying us direct access to their systems due to apparent security reasons. Can you sort it out?”

“Do you need direct access?”

“Its not essential, but its faster and more accurate if we do.”

“I’ll see what I can do, but in the mean time keep your cool.”

// OOC Stuff now //

I'm not going to be able to access this until monday from friday lunchtime. Feel free to use my team within reason. There is no worries about people in the TCV as its purchased from another nation but some of the packages for the UAV's have classified components and i'd rather they are not used. If you use the team and it'd be after the UAV's are meant to arrive, then we can use bad weather as a reason for a delay. Davis is kinda friendly to military people, but if he keeps getting messed about or blocked on something he views as important then he may lose his cool. He hates terrorists with a passion and may need to be restrained :) Oh and the choppers are armed with rocket pods that hold 18 rockets each and sidewinders. Adam

EDIT: Fixed some typos. This is also an edited repost from earlier. I didnt mean to post what had as I was still working on it but as no one had acted on it i'm assuming its ok.

With the command center now set up, the team could relax and unwind a little. Half the agents had changed into blue polo shirts with "NPA" emblazoned in gold across the right side while the other half still wore their seemingly government issue suits. Laptop computers, satellite phones, infared map charts and stacks of reports from the McLeodian police littered the room.

With a cup of coffee and his shirtsleeves rolled up to the elbow, Sung set about addressing the team. "All right guys, I want three teams. One team will analyze all evidence from the crime scene. The second team I want doing profiles of every big-shot in this "People's Front." The third team is going to be going over those reports the McLeodian cops gave us...I want every detail checked, re-checked and then checked again," spoke the young agent as he ran a hand through his hair. "That excludes you CTOS guys...I want you ready to move on the double."

The CTOS team in the corner only continued to assemble their SPAS .12 shotguns and MP5 submachine guns. One man looked up from cleaning his H&K tactical USP .40 to grin at the NPA agent and say, "Give it a rest Agent Sung, we're always ready."

Laughter broke out at that remark and Sung smiled. He wanted them all loose and ready...who knew what kind of crap would be coming their way. As an afterthought, he added, "And I want you guys to be nice with the other investigative teams...we're all on the same side here."

"Don't worry mother, we'll play nice," called out another voice.

Laughter filled the room once more...

leader of McLeod03 i am sory for my delayed reaction but some of my officers were not sure we should act as we are not accuanted but i assured them i was sure u were kind ppl. i am prepared to launch a team of 80 men all specialy trained in terorist situations and have all gone through at least one situation allready and will be equiped with all of the most recent weapons and equipment as only a few weeks ago i spent several millon dollars on my millitary. please tel me if you would like my assistance and my troops should arrive within 4 hours of your responce.
sincerely
Leader of BabaMataLonia

As the KRF Entdeckung lands on a McLeodian runway, the Kaiser hopes that he is not late for the funeral.

As the staff prepare to attend the funeral of the royal couple, an information dossier is madde available to all team leaders.


<Estimated enemy strengths>

250,000 loyal followers
Well armed, some ex army soldiers formed crack terrorist cell - believed to be responsible for the bomb.


<Support>

2 states in northern McLeod03 are believed to be supporters of the PFM, with support growing in other regions due to the current Kings unpopularity through almost constant involvement in conflicts on the Attican Peninsula.


<Aims>

1) To topple the monarchy and install their own government
2) Withdraw from all current alliances
3) Adopt a policy of independance from the rest of the world.

The Kaiser arrives at the funeral.

The funeral is a quiet affair considering the importance of the deceased. Only the immediate family and some high-ranking members of the MAFCC attend. Around the graveyard are some 2,500 armed police, and a further 750 soldiers of the newly formed Royal Guard.

The King greets the Kaiser with a firm handshake, and then the Queen gives him a polite kiss on the cheek.

"Thank you for attending Michael. It means a lot to me." said the King solemnly.

The ceremony lasts some 45 minutes, before the group retire to the Palace for a small rememberance service.

With that, the Prince and his wife are buried, and the war on terror can begin in earnest.

give up or many innocents will perish!
:twisted:

The Kaiser tells King:

"Odd, around the same time that this tragedy occured, the island chain of the Abodrites, one of Attica's long term enemies before the 20th century, reunified somewhat. Do you think it possible there could be a relation?"

give up or many innocents will perish!
:twisted:

<Encrypted Message>
TO: Guerrillistan
FROM: King James IV

You dare threaten us? Apologise immediately, or we will crush you like the bug that you are.


The King replies -

"There is a chance of a link. Unfortunately i cannot help you until my brothers death is avenged. I am sure you understand."

An Abodrian 727 flies towards McLeod.

An Abodrian 727 flies towards McLeod.

We are willing to send burgers, fries, and soda for aid for the citizens.

As the MAFCC commanders depart, the King tells them to gather intelligence on Abodrites.

The terrorists are known to have a foreign sponsor, and have recently recieved large amounts of weaponry and vehicles.


The Duty Commander reaches MAFCCP, and is informed of the approaching 727.

"Scramble two F-98s to escort it into Baker Field. Send a diplomatic team to meet them there. Deploy another two F-98s with Athena active to follow them. Make sure they are armed, and have no qualms in shooting down an airliner."

Outside, the 'diplomatic team' assembles in 6 black vans and 4 black SUVs. The team consists of 96 Royal Guardsmen, all heavily armed.

I will support the terrorist by sending my special forces and some weapons. This will teach you not to mess with my projects.

President John C. Handstand

"Sir, a message from Brydog" said the Comms Officer.

"What now, another stupid project?" retorted the Duty Officer, laughing.

"No sir, a declaration that they will help the terrorists"

"God Damn. Call the commanders together. This will not stand. Prepare a briefing for the King. This cannot wait."

The 727 continues it's course towards the McLeodian airfield.

OOC: Baker Field or McLeodia International?

IC:

"Abroditian aircraft, turn left onto heading 273 immediately. Lower landing gear and deploy flaps. Head for the runway you can see on bearing 273. If you fail to comply, you will be fired upon.

OOC- We are willing to send burgers, fries, and soda for aid for the citizens. Hello?

The mighty and just rulers of Tom Foolery SNEER and adress you with honor and bacon.

:twisted:

Your recent loss was of deaths cupcake quality, and we mourn and quiver with its release. Anything we can sing and rend helpless in response to this recent development will be taken into consideration upon request.

In response we offer this cupcake.... its salmon flavored

We thank the nation of Kurlej for the offer of fast food aid for our citizens. However, they are well fed and watered. It should not be necessary.

a American Airways 747 is loaded up with weapons. They began to fly to the terrorist's training camp.

Then at least have some for the soldiers/SpecOps to feed them. Not to mention our burgers are the best in the world.

King James IV smiled slightly, then accepted the offer of the nation of Kurlej.

At that moment, a worried looking aide rushed in.

"Sir, i think you ought to read this" she gasped.

The King read the memo, then turned to the Attican Kaiser.

"I must go. It seems Brydog want to play friends with the terrorists. If you so wish, i will order the [i] Monitor to return you and your shuttle to your country. It is a most comfortable ride, i can assure you."

4 Mi-17s hung low over the countryside as they made for the International HQ. On board were four squads of the prestigious 2nd Spetsnaz Regiment, experts in all forms of specialist warfare. About half and hour behind them came three more choppers, containing several key members of the IKSP (International Kamerovian Sekret Polizei-CIA/KGB equivalent) and two more squads, this time of KSWAT members.

-Official Statement
The people of Kamerovia are disgusted by this careless and pointless waste of human life, and we shall go to lengths to help the mighty nation of MacLeod03 regain her former stability. Together we are stronger. Freedom and Unity! Terrorism will NOT be tolerated!

Comrade Machenzilek, Leader of the USSK, Commisar of the Revolution

"McLeod03 has accepted our offer."
"Good send a B-52 and some F-16s but instead of the B-52 being filled with weapons make it combo meals."
"Yes sir!"

<encrypted telegram>

TO: King James IV
FROM: Executor DuLoup, Windreaver Protectorate

We have watched with interest the conflict escalating in your nation and are willing to lend what support we can. While Windreaver does not endorse sending troops to any country which we have not decided to raze to the ground, we have a substantial counterespionage division of our police force which we can make available to you upon request to ensure that there is no infiltration of loyal provinces.

One hundred experienced, efficient and highly trained men stand ready to track down every last spy, rebel and saboteur within your borders while the military conflict goes on. Please advise if you require our assistance.

Our sympathies in this time of profoud loss,

Arbiter Micheal Harfang
Secretary to Executor Duloup

<message ends>

We thank all nations for their support. Having earlier released details of the terrorist faction, we have now declared open war on them. All nations who have offered assistance are welcome. Please deploy them to the International HQ in McLeodia.

A group of Brydog commandos join up with the terrorist and show them a truckload of weapons.

The 727 follows the instructions.

"Sir, we have reports of Brydog aircraft supplying the terrorists with arms."

"God damn. Deploy AL-52s against them. Lets heat them up a little bit."


The truck on the ground is spotted by the Al-52 weapons officer, who slaves the turret onto its target. With a low rumble, the beam fires, sending a 2MW laser beam into the truck. There is no colour, no real noise. But tremendous heat.

After the shot is fired at the truck, the Al-52 scans for airborne targets.

The 727 begins it's descent into McLeodia International.

The message repeats:

Abodritian aircraft, turn left onto heading 273 immediately. If you fail to comply, you will be destroyed. Turn left NOW.

*At an airforce base in Kurlan*

"Okay load them up!"

*A truck with food unloads into the craft*

"Sir, the B-52 is loaded and the F-16s are ready."

"Good, they have my clearance to launch."

"Right away Tom Axe."

*The crafts launch and head to the border of McLeod03*

The 727 turns left unto heading 273.

As the 727 turns onto heading 273, the two pilots communicate over a closed channel:

"God damn idiot. Why wait so long before turning?" said Charlie-Hotel One

"Thank christ he turned, i'd hate to shoot him down" said Charlie-Hotel Two

"No you wouldn't" said the first.

"True. True." said the second.


Then, over open channel:

"Abodritian aircraft, lower your landing gear and deploy flaps. Begin your descent into Baker Field immediately."


Baker Field can be identified by the tilt-jet aircraft hovering over the runway, police and black vans blocking all exits bar one, and soldiers spread over the apron and grass areas.

A small chartered jet sets down at McLeod International Airport an hour later. The people who disembark have the pale skin and long, straight hair that marks them as originally from Windreaver. However, they are far from the beautiful and ethereal Windreavers which can be seen on afternoon soap operas. Many of them are scarred, paunchy, and a distinct miasma of cigarette smoke surrounds the group. Each of them carries a heavy suitcase in addition to a duffle bag, and none of them are dressed alike: this is certainly not military support or foot officers.

A dozen large vans pull up, and within five minutes pull away again from the empty curb, splitting into pairs and vanishing into the city. A single one reports in to Headquarters, states that Windreaver's contingent has been deployed, and picks up a few sets of credentials to lend authority to investigations before melting into the buzzing crowd of officers, generals, diplomats and beaurocrats.

<encrypted telegram>
TO: King James IV
FROM: Executor DuLoup, Windreaver Protectorate

Our investigations have begun. Please instruct law enforcement in major cities to cooperate with our agents as much as possible. From now on, the guerrilla fighters in your country will be slowly going blind as we root out the traitors.

I trust the case of Faucon Noir red wine which we sent has found a good home with you, your majesty.

[signed personally]
Executor Victor DuLoup
<message ends>

The Jet replies: "What setting should I lower flaps to?"

"15.8 degrees. Start your descent now. Have a nice day."

The two fighters roll off and head home, and the escort is taken over by AV-32 tilt-jet combat craft.

As the jet lowers it's landing gears and flaps, the top engine beings to flame. Smoke begins pouring from the back of the engine.

"Sir, we have fire onboard the inbound aircraft"

"Dispatch crash crews, ready the ambulances. Pull those troops back. Did we fire at it?"

"Negative sir, not a single shot"

Alarms sound, and men rush around the base like ants swarming over an anthill.

At Garry S. Fate Intl' Airport
Pres. John Handstand boards Brydog One to fly to McLeod03. His mission is to talk to their leader about his action.
" Mr.President, We are ready to leave"
"Lets go" said President Handstand.
The aircraft takes off and heads to McLeodia.

As the plane begins to touch down, the other two engines flame out. All engines are shut down when it touches down, so hopefully, there will not be an explosion. The force of the landing, though, plus the engine shutdown, causes one of the landing gears to snap, and the back of the plane smashes into the ground, causing the back part of the plane to explode (that is where the engines are on a 727). The emergency doors open, with their slides, and the men who were aboard the plane evacuate.

"Sir, we have another Brydog craft inbound" a radar operator called

"Any response to our ultimatum?" replied the weary Duty Commande

"Negative" came the response

"Send a message warning the aircraft to turn back immediately, and have an AL-52 lock onto it." snapped the commander.


"Brydog aircraft, Brydog aircraft. Turn back immediately. Any attempt to enter McLeodian airspace will be met with force."

Emergency vehicles rush to the crashed aircraft, smothering it in foam to prevent fires starting.

At the same time, paramedics and police officers rush the crew away from the crash site, to a more secure area in the base.

The President picks up the radio. This is the president of Brydog, I would like to see your king at once.

The phone at the NPA response center rings, halting all conversation in the room. Agent Sung picks up the phone, answering with a terse, "Hello?"

"James, this is Hwan over at the McLeodian police HQ. Apparently the situation's gotten hot...there's an aircraft burning on the ground at the airport and a number of Brydog transport planes inbound, carrying weapons for the terrorist organizations."

"Hwan I want you to get on it right away. Wherever those planes land, you tell us. We'll have CTOS there on the double," snapped the head agent as he hung the phone up. Turning to Lina, his diplomatic consultant, he said, "Contact the McLeodian government. See if they'd allow us to set up surveillance on the Brydog consulate."

Radio Operator: "Sir, the aircraft claims to be carrying the President of Brydog"

Duty Commander: "The same one who pledged his support for the terrorists."

Radio Operator: "One and the same. What shall i do?"

Duty Commander: "Order the Al-52 to target one engine. Prepare to fire."

Even though the aircraft was being smothered in fire retardent, a ruptured fuel line goes up in flames, and the entire aircraft explodes.

The explosion catches two men off guard, and they are killed in the blast. The others pour foam onto the fire and fuselage.

McLeod, accept our sincerest apologises for our delayed reaction to your plight. Our interests and goals lay elsewhere (Afghanistan, Iraq and several other Middle Eastern states).

We would like to offer a hand of friendship against this common foe and together along with the other free nations that represent freedom and justice in this world, we will succeed in crushing our cowardly and underhanded enemies..

The person who was part of the crew, who appears to be a dignitary, lies on the ground, bleeding.

We thank you for your support Who is da Daddy.

Paramedics carry the dignitary away in an ambulance, taking him to the Royal Hospital of McLeodia.

The dignitary passes out while being brought to teh hospital.

Although unconcious, the dignitary is treated for his injuries, and remains in intensive care.

Brydog One stills head to the airport. "Sir, we are almost there.

Radio Operator: "The aircraft has not changed heading sir"

Duty Commander: "Inform the King, and tell Dragon 5-3 to open fire"


Another Al-52 swings its turret into position, and a tight beam of laser energy slams into the outboard port engine of the 747, with enough force to disintegrate it entirely.

Sir they hit us said the pliot. The President grabs a chute. "Ok, Plan B now" The leader and 10 SIA agents jump out and land in terrorist controlled area. They land and 5 Brydog commandos leaded them to a car and drive to the camp in the mountaints.

OOC: I am an island nation. The chances of flying over terrorist controlled areas are slim.

But, now your president is trapped inside my country, with very little help, and the terrorists facing impending doom.


IC: Another shot from the AL-52 hits the opposite engine, leaving the 747 running on just two.

"Brydog Aircraft. Ditch in the sea. Coastguard vessels will arrive to aid in recovery.

the pliot ditch the plane into the sea. the crew on a raft.

The crew are picked up by coast-guard helicopter and held as prisoners of war at a military prison 200 miles south of McLeodia, almost 500 miles away from the rebel states.

The terrorist lead pres.Handstand to a Learjet. He boards the aircraft and heads to the capital of Brydog.

The president enter brydog airspace.

OOC: Ok. So thats Brydog ignored for godmodding. I hate calling it, but they happen to be my terrorists, i say what they do. They control no airfield. He is either trapped in northern McLeod03, or dead from trying to escape. Your choice.

He is stuck in northern McLeod03.

The President opens his crash bag, He takes out a camo BDU and puts it on.


OOC: A crash pack contains a camo BDU, a M-9 9mm handgun, water, some food, cold weather gear, and other stuff.

OOC: Ok then.

IC: The entire 32nd Regiment loads up into MV-32 transports, and, escorted by Razor and Raptor UCARs, and StealthHawk UCAVs, head towards the location of the Presidents landing. Satellite recon is tracking the President to the camp.

With a major camp revealed, the assault begins.


The UCAVs and UCARs attack first, MiniMaverick missiles slamming into buildings around the camp, staying away from the area the President is in.

Once all missiles are expended, the UCAVs move into overwatch, occasionally strafing vehicles or troop concentrations.

The Raptor UCARs sweep through the camp, firing 30-mm cannon shells into buildings and vehicles. The Razor UCARs attack troops on the ground.

This assault is followed by the four AV-32s who take positions on all four corners of the camp, firing at the buildings and vehicles heavily.

Then, finally, the MV-32s arrive. Each sweeps low into the camp, before unloading its cargo of the most elite troops in all of the McLeodian armed forces. Six of the eight twelve-man teams secure the base, whilst the other two head towards the Brydog President.

"Throw down your arms, and you will come out alive. We have been authorised to take you dead or alive. Which is easiest for you?" shouted Andy Brown, 32nd Regimental Commander.


<Terrorist losses>
217 KIA, 762 WIA, 12 MIA
17 Jeeps Destroyed
4 8-tonne trucks destroyed


<McLeodian Armed Forces losses>
2 32nd Regiment commandos WIA
4 Raptor UCARs destroyed
7 Razor UCARs destroyed
3 StealthHawk UCAVs destroyed
1 AV-32 damaged.

Pres. Handstand comes out with his hands in the air. His SIA bodyguards put down thier M-4SAs.

Brown walked up to the President.

"Good to see you came to your senses sir" he said

Meanwhile, the 32nd Regiment men restrain the SIA agents with plastic cuffs and hoods.

The SIA agents are led off to an MV-32 and taken to the same prison as the aircraft crew.

The President of Brydog has his hands cuffed too, and is transported seperately to the facility, where he will be held for the duration of the war.

To: King of McLeod03
From: New President Martin Beech

Please send Handstand back to Brydog. We need him. Maybe will can work something out.

<Encrypted Message>
TO: Vice-President Martin Beech
FROM: MAFCC

It is currently being decided whether to execute President John C Handstand on the grounds of espionage.

He was caught inside McLeod03 bearing arms. No declaration of war had been made at the time of his capture.

Terms of release will include costs of any munitions expended by McLeodian forces during the attack, costs of replacing equipment lost in the attack, costs of repairing damaged equipment, costs of compensation for those wounded, costs of keeping the President, and a 750 billion dollar bonus for the Empire.

We will pay the costs.

Terms have not yet been fully drawn up. There will be other clauses on top of the costs.

These include:
1) A full and public apology for supporting terrorists.
2) The establishment of a McLeodian base inside Brydog
3) A descaling of Brydog military assets by 15%
4) President Handstand, and any others responsible for the support of terrorist groups be placed on trial on charges of terrorism inside McLeod03.

Ok We are sorry about supporting the terrorist.

OOC: I mean a new thread saying "Brydog apologises......"

The Abroditian dignitary is admitted to McLeodia hosptial, and after hours of intensive surgery to treat head and torso wounds, appears to be in a stable condition.

The dignitary wakes up.

He is greeted by a member of the Diplomatic Relations Office of MAFCC.

"Glad to see you are feeling better sir. Why may i ask were you heading for McLeodia?"

"Where am I?"

"You are in a hospital in McLeod03. You were brought here after your plane crash-landed."

"Who are you?"

An unmarked van pulls up outside a local police station. Two scruffy-looking men emerge, flash some papers at the desk sergeant, and then proceed to drag in about seven people seeming to come from all walks of life. Each one is handcuffed, gagged, and appears to have been savagely beaten.

"Here are their confessions, including several other cells of saboteurs and weapons smugglers within your fine city," sneers one of the men, placing a pair of audio cassettes on the desk, "I trust you have somewhere to put them until they are executed."

With that, he turns on his heel, and strides out into the night.

OOC: I have returned from vacation.

IC: The Federation condemns the unwarranted acts of terrorism against McLeodian civilians and leaders and wholeheartedly chastizes the leaders of Brydog for interfering in matters that are not their concern.

<Urgent Public Newsflash>

In a surprise attack today, PFM troops attacked the major northern city of Newfort en masse. It is believed that nearly 35,000 PFM infantry launched the assault, capturing the Newfort Army Base, and the city, within two hours.

The forces are armed with AKM assault rifles, handgrenades, and pistols. With the capture of the Newfort bast, the rebels have access to reservist equipment, including M-16 rifles, kevlar vests, Humvees, M1A2 tanks, M3A2 Bradleys, and Jaguar helicopters.

Further attacks were made on villages in Newfortshire, and teh entire county has fallen to the PFM. Huntingdonshire and Bedfordshire have also proclaimed support for the PFM, and turned against the Kingdom.

Total numbers of the PFM are currently unknown, but thought to be in the millions.

<End of Newsflash>


<Encrypted Message>
TO: Sec-Gen Brown
FROM: King James IV

Following the start of the civil war, McLeod03 will be unable to assist in incidents involving your nation. Please note this is not voluntary, but we have a war to fight, and it is upon the shoulders of the McLeodian people to fight it.

<Newsflash>

A casualty report has been recieved from the last defenders of Newfort:

12,000+ civilian casualties due to heavy artillery bombardment.
2,317 KIA Reservists
7,893 WIA Reservists
273 MIA Reservists

Estimated enemy losses: 6000 men KIA/WIA.

The attack was fast and brutal, large numbers of enemy jeeps and heavy trucks slamming into the military base, quickly overwhelming the troops there.

Meanwhile, transport helicopters dropped more troops into the military storage area.

The attack on the city began with captured artillery firing into the area, followed by a massive number of infantry assaulting from three sides.

Elements of the 1st Army (Home Guard Army) have been dispatched, but are waiting for reinforcements before attacking.


More reports are coming in of attacks into other cities, and it is believed that most of the Fiennes mountain range has been captured by PFM forces, and the assault southwards continues as support grows, and more equipment is captured.

The 1st Army's assault has ended in stalemate.

After advancing across the only feasible access to the city, a wide open plain, the assault group was heavily beaten by artillery fire. With morale low, and losses fairly heavy, the group barely managed to retake small sectors of the city.

Fighting within the city led to yet more heavy losses, and the troops began to fall back again. It is clear now that the PFM is more than a small group of rebels, they are a well-funded, well supported, well-trained group of elite soldiers.


<Casualties>

<PFM>
2,110 WIA
718 KIA
4 MIA
75 M1A2 destroyed
106 M3A2 destroyed
2 Jaguars downed


<1st Army>
1,307 KIA
4,317 WIA
217 MIA
35 T-96 destroyed
237 M3A2 destroyed
6 MV-32 downed

I order all units in McLeod03 to attack and murder any member of the PFM. Your orders are to kill any terrorist in the country.

Two Brydog soldiers turn and kill 3 terrorist members.

McLeod03, I'm now supporting your government and is it ok to send more troops to your country.

OOC: Damn server crashes. I had something really good written out that was lost.

IC: The Federation condemns the PFM's use of brutal tactics against the very civilians they claim to be liberating. Instead of voicing their concerns within the fair system established by the royal family and working for peaceful change, the PFM's leaders have elected to instead use violence and thuggery to make themselves heard. For shame.

<Encrypted message>
From: Sec-Gen Brown
To: King James IV

We stand ready to aid the proud and noble people of McLeod in their darkest hour as you have stood with us. How can we help?

<Encrypted Message>
TO: Sec-Gen Brown
FROM: King James IV

I ask that you let us fight the war against the PFM, and get involved only if a state decalres its support for the PFM.

<Crisis Update>

PFM forces today continued their attack southwards. Despite the best efforts of MAFCC, forces cannot be assembled in enough numbers to defend against the well trained PFM soldiers.

Worse news came later on this afternoon when the garrison at Immingham, a major port city in northern Mcleod03, swore allegiance to the PFM.

On a lighter note, 1st Army forces broke through the PFM lines in Bedfordshire earlier, with relatively light losses.

A huge aerial assault on Newfortshire began early this morning, and has continued throughout the day. The MAFCCs major aerial superiority over the PM is showing, and it is estimated that most of Newfort city, both surrounding bases, and a large area of the surrounding forest, are all alight.


<Daily Casualty report>

<PFM>
2117 KIA
4978 WIA
395 MIA
12 M1A2 destroyed
36 M3A2 destroyed
8 Jaguars downed


<MAFCC>
718 KIA
1390 WIA
1 MV-32 downed
6 T-96 destroyed
14 M3A2 destroyed

We are willing to supply up to 9.6 million battle ready soldiers as reinforcements to fight the PFM.

OOC: Uh, how is a November nation capable of fielding that large an army?

OOC: What November nation.....

IC:

<Crisis Update>

PFM forces have finally been stopped in their advance. They now control around 15% of the country, in a line directly across the northern end of the continent.

A combined group of both the 3rd and 4th Armys managed to defeat the PFMs Western Army 78 miles south of Immingham.

The remainder of the 1st Army re-attacked Newfort after the days of intensive bombings, and have taken back the city with ease.

On the eastern flank of the McLeodian attack, MAFCC forces are not faring so well, and this seems to be where the largest portion of the PFM troops are based.


<Daily Casualty Report>
<PFM>
3,784 KIA
5,907 WIA
379 MIA
128 Deserted
12 Jaguars downed
4 M1A2 destroyed
18 M3A2 destroyed


<MAFCC>
1,948 KIA
3,957 WIA
27 MIA
6 MV-32 destroyed
1 T-96 destroyed
4 M3A2 destroyed

OOC: Seasons in the Abyss

OOC: bump