Slave Revolt
Last time, during the Holy Mercenaries assault on Port Nanaka, (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=101445&start=20) the international community was left on a cliffhanger.
We pledge support to Holy Mercenaries, seeing this as an opportunity to gain some more slaves. We will send our army, consisting mostly of slaves, but commanded by free men. Remember, only 20% of our national population is free. The soldiers paradrop into the relative area of Port Nanaka.
Commander Brown, a Special Forces Commander made famous by his victory against the UBFF in the Bigtopian Revolt, was in Port Nanaka for R&R. When the attack on Port Nanaka took place, he was in a resteraunt. The city turned to chaos with people screeming and running everywhere.
Brown jumped into his pickup truck and left the city. To his surprise, he ran straight into the landing ground of the Bigtopian Slaver's army. Thinking fast, he shouted to the army, "Do you really want to kill for your slave masters!? Revolt now; you can kill them and spurr independence!"
For the sake of realism...
The slaves realize that Commander Brown is right. They turn on their commanders for sending them into a suicidal attack in which many die. The slave drivers are killed and the slave army retreats to the nation of the Bigtopian Slavers to lead the revolt to over throw the slavers. After all 80% of the population are enslaved.
The slave army left back to their nation in which they were going to fight to liberate the others. After a long, hard, journy back to their nation, they finally arrived there. They planned to overthrow the government and win freedom. First, they needed some support...
Hattia pledges to support the slave revolt...
All right! Let's start!
The slaves have by now liberated hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of slaves in the countryside, massicring the slavers. They move on to Slavetopia, the only city with a fifty-million population, bent on resquing the nation from the slavers that oppress them.
Confused, the slavers send an international distress signal and rally an army of 500,000 slavers to meet the slave army on the bridge outside the city. The conflict begins....
Are you allowing future tech?
We will take in every slaver you are willing to release and not kill. They could be of much use to us, and will be treated in the same way they treated the slaves.
Commorargh has a 9-P0 Bomb ready to slaughter the slaves and take their bodies.
Helveticuz
25-01-2004, 17:24
future tech?
The bomber soared overhead and dropped it's payload...
Die slaves :twisted:
The bomber soared overhead and dropped it's payload...
Die slaves :twisted:
The Knights of Falmir will emidietly mobilize to assist these slaves, slavery is a cursed word which we wish to forever be rid of.
We will Emidietly dispatch an Elite Divison of Knights of Falmir
(Theres an organisation with that name in the nation, roughly 0.1% draft rate, they are very highly trained)
We request contact with the former-slave leader.
At the end of a dusty road in the woods was a small cottage. A dusty pickup truck was parked nearby. Inside a fire crackled tended by a tall man with a rusty poker. Three more men stood around the perimiter of the one-room building. They wore scraves and head dresses, covering their mouths and noses. There wore two stools in the center of the room. On one sat a man considerbly less tan then the others. He wore jeans and a sports shirt. He stuck out as a forienger like a sore thumb. The other was dressed like the others. "So we have everything arranged? You will recieve 300 HKMP5 SMG's, 300 HK G36 assualt rifles, and 5 M-46 artillerry pieces. They hook right up to a truck. The drop will be made tommorrow. It's all we can spare at this time." The man in jeans spoke slowly. "The other seated man nodded. "Yes. We are very thankful for all of your help aginst our oppresors. We will drive you back to the airstrip. Don't worry, the roads are under our control." They stood up and shook hands, and walked out the door, followed by one of the men standing by the wall. The man in jeans and the man he was speaking to got in the front, the other in the back. It reved up and drove down the dusty road.
We shall join in the conflict on our long time slaver enemies.
(well i did post requesting a meeting but it seems my aid will be ignored?)
We will send our entire force of 5,000 Airborne Freedom Expeditionary Troopers, and possibly some conscripts to assist this rebellion! Esionagia shall live up to its motto as "The Fortress of Freedom!"'
-Official Statement
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Inside the towering walls of Esionagia Fortress, the nation's only, yet sprawling city, in the military district, the troops ready their weapons, and march to their briefing rooms.
They had been training for something like this since they decided to become career soldiers rather than the train-once-a-week conscripts that made up the remainder of the military.
They reached the breifing rooms, one for each unit of fifty. The unit commanders stood up on stages, behind a lecturn with a computer control console on them.
In the 38th unit (just a random number, no particular signifigance, except I will focus the in-depth RPing on them, just because I can't do it for 100 units), Vaiea Eironi, the unit commander, pressed a button, and she began to speak. "Here you see images of the Nanakaland-Bigtopian Slavers war. Now, a member of the Nanakan military sucessfully convinced the slaves to rebel. The slaves make up approximately 80% of the population. That means you will have 331,200,000 slaves on your side. Per contra, that also means you have 82,800,000 slavers to fight against. You are outnumbered alone, but with the slaves, you have enough. You'll be flying with a huge shipment of the cheap versions we made of the rifles we bought for you. The conscripts won't miss these for a while. Now, load into the helos and let's get this show on the road.
Soldiers slowly filtered out from their breifing rooms and into waiting helicopters and aircraft. Three colors of beret designated three different types: The red ones designated support troops, the green designated command, and the black designated normal troops. Each unit had about 20 support, 25 combat, and five command officers
They climbed in, and flew off for the land of The Bigtopian Slavers. Conscripts were told to be ready to be deployed if needed.
The Knights of Falmir will emidietly mobilize to assist these slaves, slavery is a cursed word which we wish to forever be rid of.
We will Emidietly dispatch an Elite Divison of Knights of Falmir
(Theres an organisation with that name in the nation, roughly 0.1% draft rate, they are very highly trained)
We request contact with the former-slave leader.
The rebellion leader has opened a line of communication.
A message from the king of the Knights of Falmir.
Hail to you who have fought for your freedom, an Elite Division of Falmir Troops has currently been dispatched to aid you in your most noble cause. Falmir supports you fully, let us know what aid you need, also were our dispatched units should deploy.
We thank you for your support.
- The Bigtopian Slaves