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Since Zarbia's fascist government forced its way into office a year ago, resistance has been growing throughout the island nation. The organization known as Zarbian Resistance is situated in the western province of Zerrechia and has been labeled as "terrorists" by the oppressive government.

(OOC: I've decided to fill out the basic info like on terrorismfiles.org)

Description: The Zarbian Resistance is chiefly focused on bringing down the Fascist government. They have rallied many oppressed citizens and have become training them to fight.

Activies: Recently a small military outpost in Zerrechia was attacked and taken over. This feat supplied the Resistance with more weapons and some vehicles such as jeeps, tanks, etc. Other than this, there have been few known attacks.

Strength: It is estimated that there are near one thousand members and hundreds of supporters.

Location/Area of Operation: Base of operations is in the small western province of Zerrechia, though it is estimated that hundreds of supporters are scattered throughout the nation.

External Aid: None yet.

There you have it. Start RPing and have fun.

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OOC: I could send some troops to help with the revolution.

Zarbian President Chevy Kristoff has sent the order for all troops in the province of Zerrechia to be on the alert for terrorists. The order for the Zarbian Polizia Segreta, a special police force for undercover operations, to mobilize has been given and dozens of homes throughout the entire nation are being searched for signs of rebels.

OOC: Go ahead, Zarbia will crush you.

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Message to Zarbian Resistance from Belaltrixian (Capitol of GB Land) Government


The Bellatrixian government would be able to provide the services of its Elite Phoenix Guard (elite soldiers trainied in various covert operations including: Assassination, Espionage, Industrial Sabotage, Military Sabotage, Demolitions, and Recruiting Indigenous Forces.) to the Zarbian Resistance. We could also offer the support of our small, yet expertley trained military.

OOC: I was in the Zarbia thread back when it first started, but then it died.

IC:

The Tyrandisan government can assist the rebels with the 5th Special Operations Group, as well as equipment and supplies. They are en route to Zarbia as we speak.

Task Force Flavian departed Macabee naval base of Targul Frumos in the Imperial Territory of Freemantia as soon as news of renewed terrorist activity in Zarbia began. The Macabee government was going to at first allow the Zarbians to deal with their own problems but the recent capture of a message sent to the resistance by Tyrandis changed the Macabee's minds. The fascist regime was installed by the Macabees themselves (OOC: well sort of..) and the blow to foreign policy would NEVER happen.


8 Rommel class Battleships
4 Halder class Pocket Battleships
10 Model class Carriers
50 Balck class Missile Boats
30 Manstein class Destroyers
15 Seydlitz class Cruisers
15 Clauswitz class Frigates
80 PT Boats
40 Type II Submarines
Assortment of other support ships...


The fleet would head to Zarbian waters immediately.

We, the tribes of Xaniqall, report that several dozen people suspected of being members of the Al-Fatah Movement, from throughout Xaniq lands, have recently crossed into neighboring borders. It is not unlikely that they are moving towards Zarbia.

(OOC: Zarbia is an island nation)
http://www.angelfire.com/ab7/picsonly/

Representatives from the Zarbian Resistance have sent out messages to Tyrandis, Cam III, and GB Land, thanking their governments for their assistance. We hope the revolution is successful and goes over smoothly.

Xaniqall reports that Al-Fatah members have entered Zarbia and joined the resistance.

Xaniq tribal regulars will also be dispatched to the aid of the resistance, and hopefully this insurection will fan the flames of global intifada.

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Zarbian News Network

NEWSFLASH:

In a public announcement today, Zarbian President Chevy Kristof has declared a state of war on the barbarian nations of Tyrandis, GB Land, and Cam III. Kristof has also give the order for the Zarbian Polizia Segreta to mobilize and they have arrested two dozen suspected terrorists in the last 48 hours.
Zarbia's harbors are being closely watched and any foreign vessels that do not announce their origin and reason for arrival are being attacked and sunk.
There will be more updates by tomorrow, thank you for joining us. This is Anna Chezrov, Zarbian News.

The watch at the window saw the vans roll up outside and the police special forces come storming out.

"Oh fuck. We've got company!!"

The 20 or so people squatting the building scrambled for weapons, and got into position just as the knock came at the door.

"THIS IS THE ZARBIAN POLICE! OPEN UP!"

"Just a minute!" yelled one of the men, pulling a pin on a grenade. "Ok, we're opening up" he said, tossing the grenade and giving a signal. The 15 men in the entryway opened fire at the door, and as the police ducked for cover, the grenade exploded on top of them.

"Start moving out the back, go, go, go!"

The squatters, Al-Fatah operatives of Xaniq origin, began to move towards their secret exit in the basement, firing shots at the police as they moved. They reached the secret door, backed in and detonated the entryway, leaving the police on the other side, and giving them safety until it could be cleared. By that time they would be long gone.

"It looks like this is getting serious," remarked the head operative, "so we had better start acting serious. We'll divide into 5 groups of 3 and began a campagin of terror against the state."

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Meanwhile, on a secluded plain miles away from any city and on the very outskirts of Zarbian land, 500 Xaniq tribal militiamen dropped out of an old plane and landed softly below.

(OOC: For future reference, the Polizia Segreta would not announce their presence, they would barge right in. They are a secret special forces team created for situations like this. :) We'll with what you had this time though. )

Oland Panzer, leader of the First Elite Squad moved into cover as the enemy soldiers in the building opened fire.

"Damnit! MEN GET INTO COVER, N-" he cut short as a grenade detonated in the entrance of the building, sending shrapnel flying everywhere. He heard screams from some of his soldiers as bits of stone and masonry from the walls flew into their faces. When the dust cleared he saw that most of the doorway had been blocked by rubble. He shouldered his automatic machine gun and observed the situation. Six of the twenty-five men in his squad were dead and injured and it would take too long to clear the entrance. Unless the rebels inside the building were foolish enough to not have another getaway, they would be long gone before the way was cleared. He cursed under his breath and fumbled for his two way radio.

"This is Panzer, requesting backup. Four casualties and two soldiers in critical condition. I repeat, this is Panzer, backup needed, and medical aid. Over."

(OOC: Some info on Zarbia, they are ruled by a fascist system, and are very nationalist.)

(OOC: Yeah, I thought about that after I wrote it, but it worked so well with my plot, I decided I'd just leave it and see if it worked out :-) )

A young woman, Maira, sat crouched in the attic of the building, peering down on the police below. She could hear the heavy footsteps walking about inside, verifying that all of the terrorists had indeed left. She doubted they would find the way to his hiding spot, however, it was well concealed.

She calmly and quietly pushed a clip into his Dragunov sniper rifle and looked through the scope. She had made sure to position her nest a bit back from the window, to prevent targets from easily locating her.

The police outside were mulling around, having learned that the "terrorists" had escaped. They had no idea what was coming. Maira observed them for a time, trying to determine who was in charge. An older man was mumbling something into a radio, and several other dignified looking men stood around him. She took careful aim, positioning the shot so that it would pierce two of the men's chests, while not hitting the man with the radio. She took in a deep breath, exhaled and squeezed the trigger.

The P.M. put out is cigar in the ash tray, and turned of his TV, cutting of the screams and gunfire of the Zarbian rebellion. This was his chance, he thought, to make a name for Amadindor as a nation for civil rights. He signed the computer printed letter with an old style fountain pen, then plopped it into his OUT basket. He, Prime Minister Funky (OOC: the prime ministers parents were acid baked hippies) was about to enter the international stage with a BANG.

3 hours later a bomber piloted by John Grissik dropped its explosive payload on a Zarbian bunker. And subsequently a surviving soldier brought down the bomber with a well placed rocket. Of course he was shot by the pilot as he bailed from the jet. and later had his rocket launcher and 9MM pistol confiscated by John. Who was lost and alone in enemy territory.

And Amadindor and Zarbia were now at war.

OOC: This is a liberal extremist attack on the fascist regime... I tried not to RP too much on your part, but it should be okay. He just walks into a government building (With a lot of the fascist regime's workers) and performs a suicide mission. Of course I don't know much about your nation, so excuse me if any of it is incoherent.

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A young, powerfully built Gmeistavillean citizen strolled casually down the street, observing the storefronts along the road. He looked, if not extremely strong, very innocent. 'Like a tourist,' he thought to himself. He was, infact, an operative for the Gmeistavillean Liberal Front, an organisation that underhandedly supports liberal resistance factions across the world.

He slowed down as reached an enormous building, towering above the stuctures in the street. He looked up to be greeted by an imposing view up the side of the building. Even with his training, such a sight instilled fear inside him. But it didn't matter. He knew what he had to do.

He stepped into the building calmly and approached the receptionist's desk. The receptionist looked up and quickly welcomed the man.

"Good afternoon, how may I hel---" a loud gunshot went off and immediately the limp body of the receiptionist fell to the ground with a soft thud.

The man had withdrawn a craftily disguised Glock 18 from his jacket and shot the young receiptionist. He quickly leapt over the counter, taking cover behind the desk.

Waiting for a few seconds, he immediately recollected the positions of all the people in the lobby in his head. He poked his head above the desk stealthily and begun shooting again. Gunfire shattered the glass door leading into the building as he continued his attack.

"FREEDOM! The Resistance will prevail!" he yelled, letting off more gunshots. Something an observant bystander would have noticed is that he was searching for government officials and security personnel, eagerly shooting them.

After finishing all the rounds in the clip, he angrily threw the useless pistol at another bystander and roared, "The Resistance will prevail!"

At that exact time, the man reached into his bulky jacket and pressed a button. A small beeping sound was emitted from the jacket... the man closed his eyes and clenched his fists. "The Resistance... will prevail," he repeated one last time as the explosives strapped around his chest exploded, along with the hundreds of ball bearings stuck to the outside of the vest.

John Grissik pressed himself against the side of the building, a .45 Smith & Wesson clutched in one hand and a 9MM Ruger in the other. 2 steps of footsteps apporached the building corner. Zarbian police, just as they were about to round the corner, John jumped out and fired. Both men fell dead at his feet. He quickley dragged there bodies into the alley, and left them in the dumpster, sans 9MM ammo. He had long sence dropped the rocket launcher after using its only rocket to create a deversion so he could get into the city. He pocketed teh 45. (being the more powerful gun, and the less common one, he wanted to conserve it, and used one of the cops 9MM, a Zardian brand he didn't recognize) he ran accross the street to there car, a non-descript seedan with a shotgun on a hidden roof rack. He peered inside the vehicle, unlocked, thankfully. and climbed inside. The keys were in the ignition, man my luck is running today he thought, he gunned the engine and drove to the local governement building, a towering, intimidating structure, with the national motto embossed on a plaque in the front. He parked across the street and went to sleep. He had planned to carry out his mission. (OOC: WE find out his mission later, and he got it from a radio he had on him after the crash. Wich ran out of batteries.

He awoke the next morning to loud gunshots, and screaming. He scrambled to the fron of the car scrambling to draw his guns, when an explosian suddenly knocked him back, and a cloud of dust and debris covered the view out the window, when it sttled he saw the building, collapsed on itself. He new something had exploded inside the building, and had buckled the supports. Judging by the gunshots just before it, he figured it must have been a member of the rebellion. Either way his mission had been completed for him, and he proceeded to the next target.

OOC: of course he was parked outside the same building as the suicide bomber attacked.

OOC: Quite a good turnout. I will make individual posts for everyone. This is for Xaniqall.

Panzer clipped his radio back onto his belt and began to walk towards his injured squad members. Suddenly two more of his soldiers fell to the ground. It took him a second to process what had happened and he backed closer into the building, hoisting his weapon and attempting to find the source of the attack.

"Jesus Christ. Those reinforcements better get here damn fast."

It was now obvious that foreign terrorists had entered Zarbia, but how? He had caught a glimpse of the enemy and had seen they were much darker than the locals. He slowly turned around and walked further into the building. His eyes fell upon a long tapestry hanging down from ceiling to wall. Slowly, he moved towards the tapestry and pushed in revealing stairs leading to a second floor. Panzer motioned for five of his men to follow him as he slowly mounted the stairs...

OOC: I'll reply to others tomorrow

Maira squeezed the trigger and took out another police officer. The sound of the bullet did not cover the creaking of the stair case leading up to the attic.

"Shit..." she whispered under her breath, and slowly rolled into a crouched position. She heard another creak, and estimated between 3 and 10 people coming up the stairs. Those odds were no good. She pulled the pin on a grenade, tossed it towards the stairs and broke off into a run for a secret ladder to the basement. The grenade exploded, and the police operatives paused for a second, uninjured, but then quickly stormed the attic. Maira managed to get a few shots off at them with her pistol, and they a few at her with their SMGs. One bullet tore into her upper arm and she cringed as she slid down the ladder to the basement.

The situation didn't improve much. There were four officers in the basement, poking at the rubble of the entrance to the back escape route.

"Hey you motherfuckers, over here!" she yelled, and rolled out of the way just in time for a special forces operative to ladder slide down where she had been standing and take a few bullets from the officers. His knee-jerk reaction was to fire back, the four officers quickly fell. She smiled at her work, and put a bullet into his head before he had a chance to realize what had happened. She scooped up the SMG and a few clips that had fallen out of the man's pockets, and ran deeper into the basement. There was one other way out: the sewer. The sound of footsteps coming down the stairs allowed her to forget the horrible stench, and drop right in.

Panzer cringed as a grenade exploded somewhere above him. He ran into the attic, firing off his weapon at a woman. She shot back and slipped down a ladder. One of his officers slid down after the woman and Panzer heard gunfire and yells.

The man who had slid down after the rebel, Karl Enski, hit the ground hard and whipped around to shoot. He watched the bullets hit four men wearing the same uniform as his own.

Son of a bitch he thought as the special forces officers hit the ground. He felt his stomach turn as a weapon was cocked behind him. He heard the shot but did not feel the pain as he was hit in the back of the head. He fell, slumped against the ladder, and grunted. As his vision began to go hazy he saw the woman they had been chasing escaping into a dark tunnel. He clenched his teeth and raised his automatic to shoot. He squeezed the trigger and watched the woman hit the wall and slide down to a sitting position. Enski heard her cry out in pain and he raised his head to the top of the ladder where the other officers were.

With his last bits of strength he yelled out "Panzer...she's down here.." and finally fell unconcious.

Panzer and his men jumped down the ladder as quickly as they could, Panzer almost slipping in the process. He cursed and finally reached the bottom. He scoped out the situation and saw four of his men on the ground, for the most part they appeared lifeless. He saw Enski at the base of the ladder and he appeared to be breathing but for how long Panzer did not know. His eyes finally fell on the dark tunnel and he saw the woman, still sitting. He look at the five officers behind him and he quickly ran over to her. He kicked her weapon away and bent down to look her in the eyes.

"Foreign filth. You will pay for dishonoring the might of Zarbia. You will come with us now."

Two police officers picked the woman up roughly and handcuffed her. They led her up the ladder slowly and carefully. Panzer looked down the dark tunnel and nodded his head slowly. He mounted the ladder and came back onto the first floor.

The Amadindorian SpecOps captain watched through his binos as the woman was led out of the house by the Zarbians. He lifted his hand into the air with his middle finger and index finger down, than waved, and a hail of accurate 7 MM rifle fire slaughtered the troops outdoors, and 3 RPGs destroyed the cop cars and Zarbina Special Froces humvee. then he and his 16 men, (swithing to their .50 caliber assualt rifle-grenade launchers from sniper rifles adn RPGS) charged over the samll ridge. Immediatly the house fell appart as well placed grenades knocked out it's foundations. and the remaining Zarbians were killed inside. The woman who they were sent to rescue, jumped up and immediatley started firing at them with a stolen SMG. The men ducked, and he yelled out to her. "We are Amadindorian SPecOps, were hee to help, lower your weapon and our medic will provide treatment, and we'll take you to a safe place." He waited for a responce.

Oi dude, god moding much?

OOC: sorry, I just hjave a lot of well trianed guys, I'll try to God Mod less. I'm new at this.

(It's alright man, don't worry. How about I'll roleplay to your post in a fairer way.)

The police officers with the captured rebel step outside of the building to see their comrades dead on the ground.

"What the hell?" said one of them.

Suddenly machine gun fire ripped into them and two officers went down. Panzer heard comotion from outside as he climbed the ladder.

"Jesus Christ, what is it now?" he spat as he got onto his feet. He saw two of his men hit the ground and he yelled at the remaining men to get inside.

"But the prisoner, sir!" one of them yelled.

"Forget the woman and get the hell inside!" he hollered.

At that moment he heard gunfire from outside and men screaming.

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The two trucks killed their engine as they approached the area of conflict. It had taken them fifteen minutes to find the building, they had been searching the entire neighborhood. Alex Vansburg, leader of the Second Elite Polizia Segreta Squad jumped out of the back of the truck with twenty-five officers. Out of the other truck came Frederick Otopolous with the Third Elite Squad. The two squads, using the trucks as cover, began opening fire on the foreign soldiers outside of the target building. Otopolous snatched his two-way radio and established contact with Panzer.

"Reinforcements have arrived. We will now secure target area."

Otopolous waited a few moments before the gruff voice of Oland Panzer replied with "Copied. Over."

(Sorry for the crappy post, I'm gotta go now, my band has got a gig.)

Emperor Paul XII sat quietly in his office contemplating the upcoming elections in Rome when one of his aides rushed in.

"Sir! Sir! This is very urgent!" said the aide.

"What...did Demarcus unplug the toilet? That thing's been backed up for days," said Paul.

"No, no...Zarbia...it's in chaos."

"Again?"

"Yes sir, again."

Paul sighed. With so many nations crumbling in MuchBoards, Zarbia's chaos could cut an even bigger and more dangerous swath across the region. What was once isolated within Zarbia could affect the whole region, a thought that doesn't sit well with Paul. Also, with an election coming, this can only add to the stress.

"Well, again, we'll monitor the situation. We cannot afford to get into too much trouble with this being an election year."

"Thank you Your Majesty".

The BitingRealitan Emperor Ducalion I would like to offer the Zarbian government their support. We will be sending an army division to Zarbia in the next few days to deal with the terrorists.

President Norman Belarde sat down for a nice dinner when the news came on. "Our top story: chaos has again erupted in Zarbia as the libertarian movement called the 'Zarbian Resistence' has directly revolted against the Facist regime. The Resistence wants to take power in Zarbia as they feel freedoms have been significantly decreased since the Facist regime took power in Zarbia."

"A libertarian group revolting against facists? Sounds good." Belarde immediately called his Minister of Defence, Kennedy Buccigross. "Ken, send two army divisions and an air force division to Zarbia to assist the rebels. Tell them that Bactria will do whatever it takes to help them win the war, as well as help them to establish a new, liberal order within MuchBoards".

Belarde grinned. He was now presented with the opportunity to upset the balance within the region and mark Bactria on the road to prominence. He is determined to paint Bactria as a nation of glory, and now is his chance.

(OOC: The Bactrians and BitingReality are two seperate countries that I (RomeW) own. Just treat them as two completely soverign nations)

Prime Minister Thomas Yearling took a swig of whiskey as he viewed the SATCOM feed of the street-to-street fighting taking place in Zarbia. His Chief of Staff looked at the viewscreen with him, some shaking their heads. There was doubt over whether or not Ramadoon should be involved with someone else's civil war.

"Mr. Prime Minister?" The voice had come from one of the communications officers in the war room, his creaky voice revealing his nervousness. "The fleet has assembled just outside of Zarbian waters, ready to commence the blockade. The RNS Titan is requesting to send in a recon Hammerhead to check up on things."

Yearling muttered his response in a low growl. "Permission granted. If that bird gets shot down, tell the pilot not to get himself captured--at any cost." He knew that this wouldn't be just for reconnaissance but a precursor to a war they would get the Zarbians to provoke...


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The SA-43 Hammerhead was Ramadoon's answer to the U.S.-made F-35 JSF. Going above and beyond it's competition, the Hammerhead was able to go extra-atmospheric and ran on an improved ion engine that provided enough thrust to push it to Mach 3. With an attached rocket booster, it could theoretically be launched from any air base to rendezvous with the orbiting carrier, the RSS Javelin. In a naval carrier, however, the Hammerhead was launched off the side bays of the ship at a steep angle, with the pilot experiencing 5 G's during launch.

Lt. Jimmy "Cobra" Livingston made the pre-flight checks on his Hammerhead when he got the order from the ship's captain.

"Lieutenant, the Prime Minister requests that...that you avoid capture if shot down--'at any cost.'"

"Will do." Livingston stared at the picture of his wife and child he always had with him, wondering if this was the last time he'd see their faces...


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Livingston's Hammerhead hugged the ground, twisting through the urban canyons and merely missing trees and power lines. He was an obvious target to the Zarbians below, but hopefully his erratic piloting would hamper their ability to lock onto him...

Argyllian Government Building, Freetown, 13.00 hours

The PM was an ardent liberal and hated facists and communists, in his term as PM he had tried to fund groups of rebels excatly like the resistance groups in Zarbia, unfortunalty these atempts had all failed due to the resistance being untrained militia. This time it would be different, he was going to send in a small force of men to train rebels in the art of guerllia warfare.

Lisbon Barracks, Argyllia, 18.00 hours

The 1st Platoon of the 1st Battalion, The Light Infantry had been called to infiltrate into Zarbia and contact resistance cells. They would be air dropped into country aboard the normal charter flight to Zarbia from Argyllia. A specially modified 747 had room for the 28 men of the platoon in the under belly and a small parachute opening at the back. It was the perfect clandestine entry.

747 over Zarbia, 00.00 hours

2nd Lt Greg Searle was scared this was his first mission and it was not going to be easy, the platoon was split into 3 sections of 6 with 5 riflemen and 1 light machinegunner, 1 section of 6 which included 2 snipers, 1 TOW team and 1 Stinger team, the final section was made up of him his Platoon sgt and a radio operator.

'Get ready' shouted the cargo master as the ramp went down'

'1,OK'

'2,OK' the responses coninued untill Searle said '28, Ok'

'Jump' the cargo master shouted.

'Searle leapt out of the plane his first combat jump, the rest of the men followed after him and soon a line of black canopys where hidden in the dark sky.

Somewhere in Zarbia, 00.30 hours

The men had RV'd as planned at a clump of trees at the far end of the landing zone,everyone was ok apart from Pte Kennigton who had sprained an ankle on landing, a medic quickly put a ankle support on his leg.

'Well done boys goop jump' Searle congratulated the men 'We are patrolling off North-East in stagged file, Johnson you are point, lets go'

Maira eyed the specops team from Amadinor suspiciously.

"Thanks for your help, but I don't need a medic. Just give me a pistol and some ammo."

The team handed over a .45 and 15 clips of ammo, which she stuffed into various pockets. Sirens and the roar of humvee engines could be heard getting closer.

"Well, thanks, but now I must be going."

She scanned the area, and slipped off into the backalleys, going to meet up with her comrades.
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A knock came on the door leading into the vast cellar of Al-Fatah's new hideout.

"Password?"
"Kronstadt."

The door was quickly opened, and Maira stepped in.

"Good god, Maira! We thought we'd lost you."

"No, no. I'm fine. Barely got away."

She explained what had happened and they told her of their new plans for war on the state. Several men had already left to go blow up a corporate office. She would be assigned a hit on the cheif of the police, and a nice sniper's nest had already been scouted for her.
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The five men calmly approached the skyscraper, shooting out security cameras as they saw them. This got the attention of the guards, who poked their heads outside to see what was up. They were shot, and the men now had entry to the inside of the office building. They rigged explosives in several strategic spots and hoped it would bring down the whole building, causing damage to the surrounding ones as well. As they exited, they noticed several humvees pulling up the long driveway, and they ran, detonating the semtex once they had made sufficient distance.

"HQ, this is Cobra One. No sign of enemy resistance, over."

"Roger that, Cobra One. Proceed to waypoint five-niner and await furt--"

"Negative on that previous transmission, HQ. Looks like Argyllian paratroopers are being dropped off."

"Cobra One, ignore and proceed to five-niner. Maintain radio silence."

The Hammerhead did a fly-by near the Argyllian paras with Livingston waving a "thumbs up" as he passed within a few hundred yards of them. It proceeded to fly low again to look for trouble with any Zarbian SAMs...

President Chevy Kristof drummed his fingers against his desk and sighed. His personal intercom beeped and his secretary came on the line.

"Sir, Mr. Trotzig is here to see you now."

"Very well, let him in."

A few moments later, General Borin Trotzig of the Zarbian National Guard entered the room.

"Good afternoon, Mr. President." said Trotzig.

"Cut to the chase Trotzig. What is the situation here?"

Trotzig nodded and continued. "Half of a Polizia Segreta squad has been taken out, Al-Fatah operatives have been seen in Zarbian territory, and two government buildings have been seriously damaged, including many casualties. At least five foreign nations have sent troops and have declared states of war against us."

Kristof interrupted quickly. "What is the good news, General?"

"Well sir, our old ally Macabea has promised to send support and our neighbor, BitingReality has sent an army division to deal with the terrorists." replied Borin Trotzig.

Kristof nodded. "It would appear that our previous efforts are not enough. We are now on a Code Red alert. I will alert the Coast Guard and order them to patrol all of our coasts, we cannot risk any more leaks into our proud country. Contact the Zarbian Fascist Militia, order them to patrol the streets of our capital, we cannot have any more disruptions here. Then, organize a large force to roll into Zerrechia and eliminate the Zarbian Resistance. I want all anti-aircraft cannons to be manned, we will win this war."

Trotzig nodded and left the President's office to do his bidding.

As night fell, Zarbian Fascist Militia troops began their patrol of the city streets. Mohammed, an fairly expierenced Al-Fatahin, smiled to himself in the shadows of a building. They couldn't have made it any easier, he thought. The patrols consisted almost entirely of humvees driving along set routes through the streets, one or two per route depending on size, and ground troops in tighter areas. As one humvee drove by, Mohammed ducked out of the shadows and fired on it with an AK-47, hitting the tires and the windows. The vehicle screeched to a halt, and one door opened, so Mohammed threw a grenade at it and dissapeared back into the shadows. This pattern repeated itself with 18 other Al-Fatahin all over the city, hit and run attacks on the patrols.

The remaining Al-Fatahin, Maira, was lying on her stomach in a nest she'd built, looking out the window at a restaurant the police cheif was known to frequent. She'd already been there for nearly 2 days. After a quick cat-nap she returned to her post, and found that the man had arrived. He was sitting at a table near the window, calmly sipping wine. Outside, a police detail of about 10 were watching for signs of trouble. They wouldn't have a clue. She readied the scope on the target, and squeezed the trigger.

As soon as the alarm clock rang, BitingRealitan Special Forces Division 54 Commander Tyson Miller let out a loud grumble. He doesn't like awakening at 3AM- let alone getting every other soldier in the division up- but today was a special day. Upon hearing the news of the terror in Zarbia, he knew he had to get there relatively early in the morning, with the drive being some three hours, so he had no choice but awaken at this unforseen hour.

"C'mon everyone. Rise and shine. There's no time for beauty sleep," he exclaimed loudly over the intercom. Within minutes everyone was up, many of them grumbling as well.

By 4AM, Division 54 left the BitingRealitan base near the north coast of PandemonicAbode (OOC: the division comprises of 300 men armed with top-flight machine guns and a couple of grenades and driving mostly in specially-designed BitingRealitan Hummers, four tanks and five supply vans) and headed for the Zarbian border. At 7AM, they reached a heavily-guarded base at the Zarbian border.

"This is the Zarbian border. Please identify yourselves immediately," said the guard.

Miller smiled. "This is the BitingRealitan Special Forces Division 54 here to provide the Zarbian government with military assistance."

"You may pass through," ordered the guard.

"Thank you. However, before we continue, may we leave most of our equipment and vehicles at this fine base?"

"Yes you may."

Miller then ordered his division to pass into the base. As soon as it went in, he gave his division their orders.

"Okay men. Most of our division shall remain here as backups and will be called upon when needed. I shall remain here to co-ordinate the attacks."

Just then, the Zarbian military radio informed the base of another attack at a government building due south of the base.

"Looks like we have our work cut out for us." Miller then ordered six Hummers- four with guns mounted and two containing soldiers to patrol inside the building- with 24 men to the building to relieve the Zarbian forces.

(OOC: I don't know much about military technology and/or where everything is, so if I have anything wrong just let me know)

The four Fascist Militia men sat in the humvee, slowly cruising down the street. Suddenly, loud gunshots came from their right and the humvee came to a stop. The bastard shot out our tires. Good thing this is bullet proof glass. thought one of the soldiers. The driver got out of the vehicle and pitched a smoke grenade over the humvee and into the area where the gunshots had come from. The remaining fascists got out and began firing into the smoke, closing in on their target.

****

Alex Ilyna, Chief of the Zarbian City Police Department sipped wine at his favorite restaurant, The Imperial. He scratched at his balding head and coughed. There had been no trouble in this area of town yet, and for that he was thankful. He tapped his fingers impatiently on the table and finally a waiter came over to his table. He quickly ordered an appetizer of tomato soup, his favorite. As the waiter walked away, Ilyna felt something impact against his chest and he fell backwards onto the ground. His policeman escort quickly pulled out their weapons and stood in front of him, shielding him from incoming fire. One of them stooped down to check his status.

"Sir, are you alright?" asked the young officer.

Ilyna winced and looked at his chest. "I am lucky that I was wearing body armor or else I wouldn't be here to tell the tale."

He got up and moved further into the restaurant, his men following him.

"A man can't even eat his damn dinner around here." said the captain angrily.

Mohammed heard shots behind him, unexpectedly, so he turned, dropped to one knee, and returned fire.
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Maira grimaced. The bullet hadn't done its job. To let off some steam, she picked off a few of the guard detail, then quickly packed up her equipment and made a hasty exit.

*sends troops*

Here comes the Marmot army, they be fiesty.

King Leech of Swabodavia has sent 7000 soldiers to Zarbia to assist their regional neighbor to combat the terrorist threat. They will arrive at the Capital in 16 hours.

The BitingRealitan patrol was heading down to the building when it was diverted with another order. "Men! Head for 'The Imperial'. The Zarbian City Police Cheif has been gunned down!"

Immediately the patrol went for 'The Imperial'. As soon as the patrol got there they found a crowd huddled by the downed Cheif.

"Is everything okay?" asked a BitingRealitan soldier. "Does anyone know what happened?"

Police Chief Alex Ilyna slowly got up and sat on a bench. He looked gladly at the BitingRealitan soldiers.

"Thank you, I am fine. I fear that Zarbia City is not though, snipers hiding amongst the shadows, what next? We need more light on these city streets."

"Thank you sir," said the leader of the BitingRealitan unit, Everett Carlson. "Okay, I want three Hummers to guard the area and watch for trouble. The three other Hummers shall escort the Cheif to the hospital."

Maira scanned the scene near the restaurant. The front had been taped off, with police standing watch and a crowd of onlookers had gathered. She walked down the sidewalk, and noticed that the rear of the building was empty but for two guards. She casually crossed the street and walked into the alley behind the building.

"Hey officers, whats going on here?" she asked, as innocent as possible.

"Terrorist attack on the Cheif, but hes ok."

"Any idea who did it?"

"Probably that foreign group, Al-Farta, or something." said the officer, with a smirk. The other officer laughed.

Maira's face made a sour expression. "That's Al-Fatah." she said coldly, before pulling out a silenced 9mm and putting a bullet between each officer's eyes in a matter of seconds. "Idiots," she mumbled, sliding in through the back door.

The kitchen staff were mulling around as if nothing had happened, and didn't notice her, thankfully. Getting this close to a target, especially with so many police around, was dangerous, and she didn't need any more trouble. She ducked into a side closet and found a waiter's uniform, which she put on over her clothes. She grabbed a plate with a lid and put her automatic pistol inside it, then moved out into the restaurant proper. The chief was sitting at a table away from the window aways, sipping on some tea. The other police officers in the dining area were talking to some foreign soldiers, or looking out the window. Maira pondered the situation for a second, took a few steps forward, then whipped the pistol off the plate, took aim and let off some shots. She then made a run for the back exit again, firing shots at the pursuing officers. Once in the kitchen, she flipped anything and everything she ran by to slow down her followers, and ducked out the back exit, ripped off the hotel uniform and jumped into a rather inconspicious hiding place, throwing her gun the other direction to get the cops off her trail.

After he barked his orders, Carlsson saw a woman fleeing the scene. "You guys wait here. I'm going after her."

(OOC: Will return tommorow. By the way, please do not kill Carlsson. I do want to develop something with him and Maira...perhaps where he switches sides.)

Maira lay under a mound of trash, waiting for the scene to clear. She noticed some unopened packages of carrots laying next to her. Well, she thought, at least I have food. She checked her watch. It had been almost an hour and a half. She braved a peak outside of the dumpster, and saw a lone man mulling about. She quickly ducked back down, but the lid made a slight noise...

A young Zarbian pulled up to the entrance of the St. Salton Hospital in the lower Zarbia City area. As his 2003 Ford Explorer slowed to a stop beside the ticket machine, he spotted a guard sitting in a small guardhouse looking at him. He also noticed the security camera on top of the guardhouse, filming his every move. He looked away, took the ticket from the ticket machine and drove towards the parking lot.

Act normal, don't screw this up. he thought to himself.

"Hey James Bond, hurry it up already. We got work to do man." said a voice from the back seat.

A blanket was pushed away and two men sat up. One of the men reached over into the back of the vehicle and handed a battered case to the older man beside him. He picked up another case and hoisted it into his lap. He slowly opened it and inside was an AK-47, it had seen better days but it would do the job.
The driver lead the car to the back parking lot of the hospital and parked close to the doors. He pulled out a rough sketch of the hospital and consulted it thoughtfully.

"It it suggested that we start in the right wing of the building. When we are done there, we should finish off in the left wing." said the driver.

"If we make it through the right wing alive."

"Don't speak like that," scolded the driver, "We will complete our mission and then move onto our next target."

The older man began to load his weapon. "Well let's hurry up and get this damn thing done then." He finished loading the cartridge and began to open the car door.

The driver held up his hand and said, "Whoa, whoa, whoa now my friend. I have some important information to go over. Firstly, do not use our true identities. I will be Agent A," he paused to point at the older man and continued, "You will be Agent B, and you, will be none other than Agent C." The two accomplices nodded and the driver continued. "I doubt we will find much resistance. Once you enter the building, kill everything you see. I will find my way to the basement and plant some explosives, remember, you can contact me on the two-way radio. I'll be on channel 6."

The old man fumbled with the radio and scowled. "Damn walkie-talkies, how in the hell...? Forget it, Agent C can use this stupid thing."

Agent C, quiet the entire time they had been in the vehicle took the radio and finally spoke. "Let's complete the mission shall we?"

All three terrorists quickly got out of the car, put on ski masks, looked around, and ran to the entrance of the hospital.

Carlsson frantically searched about. He was certain the woman was around here somewhere.

"Come out! I know you're around here!" He continued looking, checking the alley for the woman in hiding. Suddenly he heard a noise.

"There you are" he muttered to himself. He quickly approached the source of the noise and finally found the woman. "Put your hands-" He stopped before he could finish. The woman, a striking beauty beneath her deshevlled state, was quivering in fear, and a rush of sympathy came into him. Being a soldier and a BitingRealitan, there wasn't much room for sympathy in his life since his government essentially outlaws it, so whenever he felt it, he knew it was something special.

"I can't arrest you," he said to the woman. "You're too beautiful, too young. I mean, look at you...eating days-old carrots because you can rarely get food, and with so many bags under your eyes because you can't sleep with people chasing you. You're beat, exhausted. You need comfort...someone who will have your back. It pains me to think that you're in this state."

"Tell me," asked the woman, "why do you fight for those guys?"

"I really don't know," replied Carlsson. "In BitingReality, the options are either 90-hour workweeks, the military or being in line to be killed by the government to use for the food supply."

The woman looked disgusted. "Yeah, I know...BitingReality's the only nation which has a compulsory cannibalism program. If you can't work, you'll be eaten," said Carlsson.

"Such a sad existence...and for what? It doesn't look like it benefits you at all. What will you gain from fighting this war? A purely ceremonial badge that says you've participated? Your government will be the only one who will benefit, and that is not right," replied the woman.

Carlsson looked down. "Yeah, you're right. In an Empire, only the Emperor gets the glory. The rest of us get the scraps, if there is any."

The woman smiled. "I never thought of it that way, but you're right."

Carlsson brightenned up a little. "My name is Everett Carlsson, former Private Officer in the BitingRealitan Special Forces Division 54." As he said this, he threw down his radio and smashed it to pieces with his boots and ripped the BitingRealitan flag from his uniform.

"My name is Maira," said the woman. "Glad to meet you." They shook hands.

"Together we can fight those who oppose liberty. It is time that greedy facist dictators are brought down to their knees."

He then heard sirens blaring faintly in the distance. "Come before they catch us." They then both fled the scene.

*****************************************************

Back at The Imperial the BitingRealitans were wondering where Carlsson had gone. "Where did Carlsson go? I thought he would be back by now," said Private Rivers.

"Should we go check?" asked Private Waterman.

"Nah, just leave him be," said Rivers. "He's a top-flight soldier, he'll figure it out."

Just then, Miller radioed in. "Where the *&%$ is Carlsson?!?!"

"I don't know," replied Rivers. "Why? Is something wrong?"

"His radio is out," fumed Miller.

The soldiers were caught off guard. "His radio is out? That's not really like him," said Waterman. The soldiers were befuddled, but they were not angry like Miller was.

"How in the bloody hell did we lose Carlsson?" Miller's anger seemed mixed in now with mortification. Carlsson was one of the army's best soldiers, and he'd hate to think that he's dead.

"He can't be dead, sir," said Waterman. "Carlsson is a fine soldier...maybe he didn't want any distractions chasing after that girl-"

"Girl?!?!" interrupted Miller, as if he'd never heard of the opposite sex before.

"Yeah, he was chasing after a woman who fled the scene and he opted to do it alone," said Waterman.

Miller's anger now reached the boiling point. Not only could he not believe that, in his very old-fashioned mindset, that a woman could accomplish the near-assassination of a police chief, he also feared that Carlsson, who had self-esteem issues, might have chased her and instead fell in love.

"That &*%#-er!", intoned Miller, "he probably buckled under the weakness of the offer of companionship from a girl. I knew I shouldn't have sent him out alone."

"Sir, in Carlsson's defence, we didn't expect a woman to be doing something like this," said Rivers.

"I don't care. Carlsson's a great soldier, but the whussy can never do what he's told unless there's someone there to 'support' him," said Miller.

The soldiers were exaspirated. They were tired of this thankless job, but did it because the only other options would be to work 90-hour workweeks or become part of the BitingRealitan food supply. It would have been nice, they thought, to actually get rewarded for their work instead being barked at all the time, with the only prospect for promotion being who you know within the government.

"Well soldiers, you know what to do. Find Carlsson and bring him back alive. I want the pleasure of burning him alive myself," said Miller.

"Oh, we'll find him all right," muttered Waterman away from the radio so Miller couldn't hear him, "but we're going to join him instead." The other soldiers grinned, and walked off with a new sense of confidence.

Well, well, well...What do we have here? Livingston spotted a firefight between the insurgents and Zarbian militia men below. A column of Humvees were lined up like rulers down an avenue, and he figured this would be a great time to "bait" them...


With a flick of the joystick, the SA-43 swooped down to the street level, streaking past power lines and narrow alleys with ease. Its jetwash scattered litter about and momentarily dissipated the smoke grenade. Once it had passed them, it did a complete 180 and flew low again, more slowly this time--enough to brandish the Ramadoon flag emblazoned above and below its wing tips.


"Cobra One to HQ...I may have gotten their attention..."

The new duo ducked into an alley behind a thrift store, and Maira dug out an old coat for Carlsson to throw on over his uniform. The armor and other equipment would come in handy, so they couldn't have just ditched it.

Ducking in and out of alley ways when military and police patrols would roll past, Maira slowly led him to one of her safe houses. She didn't fully trust him yet, of course, this could be a set up, so she made sure that the usual secret escape route was ready when they arrived. Carlsson sat down on the couch and began to remove his heavier equipment.

"All right. We need to lay low here for a few days before meeting back up with the other elements of the resistance. If you try to hurt me, give away this position, or anything of the sort, I'll kill you. Just because I brought you here doesn't mean you've earned my complete trust."

"Maira...you're stressed aren't you? Don't worry...you have my complete assurance that I will help you out." Maira smiled a little, but she still had her doubts.

Meanwhile, the other BitingRealitan soldiers- Rivers, Waterman and a soldier named Private Quimbly- walked down the same alley that Carlsson took to find the woman. They were intent on finding Carlsson and the woman, because they were certain they would find glory fighting for the resistence.

"What are we going to do if we find Carlsson?" asked Quimbly.

"I don't know," replied Waterman.

"Because Carlsson might embrace us, but the woman he's with may think this is all a setup and kill us all. Or they both could fight us," said Quimbly

"Three against two, with one of the two being a sharpshooter. I don't like our odds," said Rivers.

Then Miller radioed in. "Did you find him yet?"

"No," said an annoyed Rivers.

"Well, you better find him by next week or all of you will become my dinner!" exclaimed Miller.

The three soldiers then looked at each other and each thought "that's why we're going to be fighting for the resistence." Rivers replied dully, "yes, Miller."

It was then that the trio arrived at St. Salton Hospital. They didn't suspect anything was up until they saw three men donning ski masks and bolting into the hospital. As soon as they saw that the trio determined to check it out.

"What are they doing? Let's go talk to them!" said an excited Quimbly, who started marching off.

"NO!!" said Rivers, pulling Quimbly back. "They don't know we're becoming Resistence fighters, remember? Our best bet is to enter another way into the hospital and run into them. That way we might be able to talk to them."

"Right," said Quimbly. The trio then proceeded to head for the left wing of the hospital and hoped to meet with the masked men halfway.

OOC: Does the Resistence control any of Zarbia's coasts? Because that's the only way, as Bactria is an island nation, could transport an armoured division to the country, as I don't believe they can be airlifted.

IC: By 7AM Monday morning, the Bactrian Imperial Air Force (BIAF) Division 5 took off from Bactria City for Zarbia City. According to reports, the Resistence was creating all kinds of havoc in the capital, leaving the government with their hands full.

At this stage, the commander of this BIAF Division, Commander Geoff Feodor, got in contact with the Zarbian Resistence and sent them the following telegram:

[code:1:5f16241dbd]Code H

From: Bactrian Imperial Air Force Division 5 Commander Geoff Feodor

To: Zarbian Resistence

Re: Military aid

This is Bactrian Imperial Air Force Division 5 Commander Geoff Feodor reporting that we have a fleet of 100 planes and 10 airships containing 1,000 soldiers and supplies headed for Zarbia City. However, before we get there I would like to know where we are needed so we can assign our routes.
[/code:1:5f16241dbd]

(OOC: If I have any of the specs wrong, let me know...I don't know that much about military technology)

OOC: DG, can you get me an enlarged version of the Zarbia map?
The Resistance is situated in the western province of Zerrechia which has a coast. They do not control it though...

IC:

In Zerrechia...

Two men sit in their perch at the top of a three story building in the Zerrechian capital. One of the men, Josef Pulanski, takes a swig of whiskey from a canteen and exhales slowly. He turns to his comrade, Ivan Chraschev, and nudges him.

"Do you see anything?"

Ivan shakes his head. "No, these terrorists are good."

"We're better." replied Josef and looks through his binoculars.

OOC: Zarbia...did the convoy notice that Ramadoon jet whizzing by past their heads yet? :lol: I want a Zarbian armed with a stinger to instigate something

OOC: Here's the enlarged map of Zarbia:

http://www.angelfire.com/ab7/picsonly/Zarbia.html

The green area is Zarbia and the red area is Zerrechia. Let me know Zarbia if you want any changes.

IC:

The three soldiers had a relatively easy time getting into St. Salton Hospital. Still wearing their full BitingReality uniforms, they were allowed unopposed passage into the hospital because the staff there believed they were on the government's side. Little did they know, they thought.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" whispered Quimbly to Rivers.

"Yes. Obviously the men with the ski masks and rifles are Resistence fighters. They've got to know where Carlsson is," replied Rivers, also whispering.

"What if they're just terrorists? Or robbers? Just because they have rifles doesn't mean that they must be Resistence fighters," said Quimbly.

"Yeah, he's right," said Waterman. "They could be crazy...who knows what they'll do to us."

"Oh, knock it off you two," said Rivers. "Trust me on this."

At this point, the trio finally found the men with the ski masks. They were on the floor directly below them and in a stand-off with five security guards.

"All right men. On my command, fire," said Rivers.

The three soldiers pointed their guns at the security guards and, upon Rivers' signal, proceeded to gun them all down. They then used the rapelling equipment all three had to get to the lower level to talk to the men in the masks.

"Hello. I am Private Rivers of the BitingRealitan Special Forces Division 54 and these are my comrades Private Quimbly and Private Waterman. We- just like you, I presume- have grown disenchanted with our governments and, thus, the three of us are offering our services to the Resistence and are splitting from our army. We will be under your command. We are also here because one of our comrades, Private Everett Carlsson, has run off with a woman we believe is from the Resistence and has already joined her in the Resistence, and we would like to find him. Do any of you know where he might be?"

The Militia men in the humvee gasped as an unidentified aircraft flew down close to them.

"Shit. Where the hell did that come from?" yelled one of them.

"Drive or we're toast!"

The driver put the pedal to the metal and drove past the area, turning right and heading towards a military command post. His companion grabbed the walkie-talkie off of the dashboard and contacted the base.

"This is ZFM unit 24, we have spotted an unidentifed aircraft in downtown Zarbia City. A heavy weapons team will be needed, immediately."

Then came the reply of, "Understood. Give me the exact location and we'll be on our way."

(OOC: Thanks DG.)

The SA-43 followed the convoy, making a few passes over them. Upon reaching the military base, it flew low and slow on their airfield--enough to show its insignia but quick enough to dodge small arms fire.


"Command, this is Cobra One. Mission accomplished, returning to carrier."


"You're not out of the woods yet, Cobra One. Keep an eye on your six for any SAMs they might launch..."


Livingston's craft flew low beneath any ground-based radar, the belly of the Hammerhead so close to the treetops that a single twitch of the stick forward would send him to fiery demise...

Maira and Carlsson sat at a small circular table, eyeing a map of the city.

"I need to find a good new sniper spot. Anything look good to you?" she asked him.

Carlsson eyed the map one more time. He wanted to get just the right spot so that Maira could finally trust him.

"The downtown business core," he finally chimed. "There's a lot of skyscrapers there, and no one ever thinks that a sniper could hit a business district."

The airships finally reached the outskirts of Zerrechia, about 100 km west from Zarbia City. The fleet contained some 1,000 soldiers to be deployed immediately, with more airships coming within the next few days. The unit, dubbed the "Zarbian Liberation Front" by Belarde and created specifically for this conflict just a few weeks ago, was comprised of some of Bactria's finest soldiers, experts in problem solving and tact. The ZLN would end up with a force of 50,000 soldiers by the time all the airships were finished transporting everything over.

(OOC: In case some of you didn't catch it, "the Bactrians" and "BitingReality" are both countries I operate, and both are completely soverign nations)

Under the command of Roger Marduk, the ZLN set out to the nearby town of Ofen, some 70 km west of Zarbia City. The town, according to Bactrian scouting reports, was being used by the BitingRealitans as one of their bases and, if Bactria could capture it, they would deal the Zarbian alliance a devastating blow.

The base was operated by some 100 BitingRealitan soldiers housing quite a bit of weaponry, including two tanks. The Bactrians hoped to spare the equipment so they could capture it and use it for themselves, but that may be difficult. The ZLN's tanks would not come in until tommorow, meaning this unit- comprising of the total Bactrian force in Zarbia at the moment- would have to make do with their Hummers and whatever weaponry the soldiers could carry. Still, Marduk was upbeat since the Bactrians severly outnumbered the BitingRealitan force there.

The ZLN arrived at the town at 6PM, about the time Marduk wanted to be there. As soon as they reached it, their front line let out a torrent of rockets that blew up some of the small buildings nearby. The ZLN then promptly went for a large warehouse nearby, suspecting (correctly) it is the BitingRealitans' equipment facility. The ZLN caught the BitingRealitans by surprise, swiftly storming the facility with such speed that the BitingRealitans could not use their equipment. From there, the ZLN, who had heavily outmatched the BitingRealitans, needed just over an hour to secure the town. Their casualties were minimal, having lost some ten men and maybe three Hummers, but they had completely obliterated the BitingRealitan force there and, to boot, captured their equipment.

Marduk couldn't have been more pleased. "Good work guys. We really gave it to them, and, best of all, secured some equipment." The Bactrians scored a huge surprise victory, but they wondered, having now lost the element of surprise, if they'd be able to hold on.

Miller was furious. He just couldn't believe that the Bactrians had entered Ofen and destroyed their force.

"How the *&^% did they beat the *&^% out of us?" screamed Miller at the BitingRealitans' other base, just on the outskirts of the east side of Zarbia City. "That base was supposed to be heavily guarded...what happened?"

He then phoned BitingReality General Rydon Martus informing him of the catastrophe. Martus was far from impressed.

"Miller! You informed me that the Ofen base would be impregnable; and now an invader took care of it in an hour! You should be ashamed of yourself," screamed Martus.

"I know...but General, we can still win this war. We'll just need some reinforcements...some 500 extra troops and six more tanks," said Miller.

Martus mumbled a little and then okayed the deal. The troops would arrive in BitingReality's main base by tommorow.

Zerrechia Province,

Searle's platoon had been in country for 10 days now, getting use to the terrain and climate. They had established a small base on the top of a hill and then patrolled the surrounding area. Searle now decided to it was time to contact the Zarbian Resistance and move to the frontire positions the Resistance held.

To- Zarbian Resistance Leaders
From- Argyllian Assistance Commander

We arrived in country 10 days ago since then we have been getting to operational readiness. We now wish to join the resistance fight and propose that we train a group of your men so they can operate with us in independant operations. We would like 60 men to train so we can form a company, weapons will be air dropped in by plane, we will move on foot so transport isn't needed.

Maira looked at the spot Carlsson had pointed out.

"Perfect. Lets go scout it out."

The two left the hideout, Maira tucking a small automatic pistol into her pocket.

AHHHH....I posted a big post and then I got invalid session...damnit!!!

I'll summarize it..

Basically, the outpost makes a call for pilots to assemble to chase the Ramadoon jet.

Then a base near Ofen receives a distress message from BitingRealitan soldiers. They send 5 ZF-22's (fighter jets) to attack. The ZF-22's launch 2 missiles each, destroying buildings. Then they begin to gun down Bactrian soldiers with their gatling guns.


I got my info for my aircraft here http://www.fas.org/man/dod-101/sys/ac/f-22.htm

(OOC: Technically speaking, Zarbia, you're a little late in rescuing the base...the BitingRealitan force had already been obliterated. However, I don't doubt something that big would go unnoticed.)

IC:

Carlsson left with Maira to check out the business district. As he was walking with her, he noticed a small pistol in her pocket but decided not make it an issue.

"Maira, thank you for letting me accompany you. You've really helped out...before I met you, I was a confused BitingRealitan. Now I have a sense of purpose. Thank you."

Maira smiled a little, but said nothing. Carlsson wasn't sure if that was a good sign, but he continued anyway.

"You know, when I saw you in that alleyway, I was drawn to you. Here was a beautiful woman right in front of me fighting for something more meaningful than anything I'd ever fought for. You've made me feel special...and I hope I can do the same for you."

As soon as the bombardment started, Feodor received immediate orders to head for Ofen. His force of 100 aircraft (also F-22 Raptors (OOC: I'm really liking those planes)) were to encircle the base and meet with the Zarbians.

(OOC EDIT- Don't forget, I did have an air force patrolling the skies nearby)

"Five against 100. I like our odds," thought Feodor.

Maira turned her head briefly and flashed a quick grin at Carlsson.

"We're on business now, lets save the rest for later." she said, with a wink. She couldn't deny that she felt some attraction towards him, but he was still unproven. This would be the test.

"According to our information, there should be a room in this building we can use." she said, looking up at a tall skyscraper in the center of the business district. "Lets check it out."

"Yes, let's."

The pair then made their way to the room that Maira had specified. The room was perfect for a sniper attack- it was small, had one strategically-placed window that was easy to open, and had just one doorway, making it easier to guard.

"I will stand watch and guard the doorway," said Carlsson. "You know what to do." He smiled. For once he actually felt like he accomplished something...but now was not the time for celebration. The war is far from over.

With the Battle of Ofen raging on, the ZLF made it's move towards Zarbia City. With an armoured tank division of ten tanks and some 10,000 new soldiers (plus supplies and weaponry) supplied from the homeland, the ZLF looked in pretty good shape heading towards the capital.

Commander Marduk also sent this encoded message to all of the Bactrians' allies:

[code:1:46b3491173]Encryption Code H

To: All Allies of the Zarbian Resistence

From: Bactrian Special Forces Division Zarbian Liberation Front Commander Robert Marduk

Subject: Siege of Zarbia City.

We will be undertaking a surprise siege of Zarbia's capital, but we require reinforcements- lots of them. It's time to bring Zarbia to its knees.[/code:1:46b3491173]

(OOC: This is meant as "making it official" if Zarbia City isn't already under "unofficial" siege)

(OOC: I may be offline for the next couple of days, meaning that there won't be any posts by RomeW, BitingReality or the Bactrians until I return. The only thing I ask is that nothing happens to either my characters or my armies, and, when I come back, the siege of Zarbia City (which is still supposed to be a surprise) can start. Thanks.)

Maira smiled at Carlsson, and propped open the window. She unpacked her rifle, loaded it and put it in position, then started scanning for targets with her binoculars.

I'd also like to wait for my ally, The macabees to come back..

By midday, the ZLF arrived at Zarbia City. The army's main focal point was the roads into the city, and quickly moved to block all of them. Half of the total ZLF air force in Zarbia also moved quickly to patrol the skies.

As soon as they arrived, the ZLF sent another message to the Zarbian Resistence (and their allies) informing them that they have arrived at Zarbia City and have the city surrounded and that they were to start bombarding the city shortly. The air force also attempted to contact Ramadoon and tell them that they will assist the airial blockade.

[code:1:3326c90b78]Encryption Code H

To: Zarbian Resistence and allies

From: Bactrian Special Forces Division Zarbian Liberation Front Commander Robert Marduk

Re: Zarbia is now surrounded

We would like to inform all of you that Zarbia City is surrounded and we will start bombarding it shortly. We ask again for your assistance in every area- land and air- to control Zarbia City and help bring this war to an end[/code:1:3326c90b78]

(OOC: Where is everybody?)

IC:

Emperor Paul XII examined the situation in Zarbia. It looked like it was out of control.

"The capital is becoming a bloodbath with Zarbian forces and the Resistence fighting so fiercely, and now it's under siege by the Bactrians. What to do..."

He circled the room a little. "Is it time we got involved, or should we just let them be?" He pranced around again.

Under cover of darkness, 4 Shadowhawk helicopters arrive at the coordinates indicated by Zarbian Resistance units. 12 Green Berets rappel from each of the helos and secure the drop zone. After they hit the ground, 4 Stryker IFVs are airdropped, along with ICARUS missile systems, weaponry, and a great deal of supplies.

"This is RAPIER LEAD," whispered a Captain into his headset. "OPERATION URGENT STRIKE is a go. All other ODAs, report in."

"FOIL, all accounted for."

"EPEE, ready."

"SABER, affirmative."

"Our objective is to assist the Zarbian Resistance in overthrowing the fascist state of Zarbia. As you may know, our previous effort in thwarting them failed after peace talks collapsed. By that time, TASK FORCE SAVIOR had already been evacuated. Fortunately, they did not receive any losses.

Thus, we do not stop until the fascists are destroyed. Teams RAPIER and FOIL will take Strykers and equipment to the Zarbian Resistance. EPEE and SABER will assist the Bactrians in the siege of Zarbia City. You will take orders directly from the Bactrians/Zarbian leaders, unless they conflict with Tyrandisan interests.

De Oppresso Liber!"

The elite team of soldiers quickly move out to their targets, knowing that the fascists will fall.

Deep within the Palace of Nod a council of five men gather round a large ebony table. Lorkhan’s Grand General Kefka, Grand Admiral Pelov, Director Hanz Kruger, and Viper sit around Emperor Kain for a council considering the events in Zarbia.

Emperor Kain: Gentleman, I have gathered you all here today to go over the current situation in Zarbia. As you all have been briefed, Zarbia is an island nation that is oppressed by it’s peoples. Finally a resistance movement has taken fold in the nation. As people who once suffered the same ill fate of oppression I feel it is our duty to aid the Zarbian Resistance movement. However; with our current crisis considering the Akarthian terrorist forces and threats of war from the Zarbian government I ask you for your council in this matter.

Grand General Kefka: Our military would be more than capable of handling the terrorists from both our nations! Akarthia is already holding on to nothing more than a thread! Zarbia’s military is weak! They would never stand a chance against our Stormtrooper forces!

Grand Admiral Pelov: I think Kefka is underestimating our foe. We should remember that Zarbia is a larger nation than Lorkhan.

Grand General Kefka: This would not be a problem! The Stormtrooper divisions are the best of the best. They are experianced and have war flowing through their blood! They can man handle our opponent easily! We should split our forces in two, one to attack the Akarthian terrorist reich, and the other to overthrow Zarbia!

Director Krueger: Split our forces in two? We tried that already fool! As soon as Akarthia saw the gap they struck! They are running all over our nation now setting fires and gaining support from criminals and terrorist groups in the regions of Aden. We must focus our attack on House Akarthia. However I do have another plan. We can benefit from this war. Sell Lo-Tech weapons to both sides! Let the winner reap the rewards from the loser.

Grand General Kefka: You corporate scum! You’ve no honor!

Director Kruger: I may be corporate scum, but you’re the one that chooses to use my weapons...

Emperor Kain: Enough of this. Lady Viper has say in the matter.

Viper: My blackops team can infiltrate the country undetected and help train resistance fighters throughout the region. Perform assassinations, kidnapping, sabotage...the whole 9 yards, and they’d never be traced back to Lorkhan.

Emperor Kain: Very well then. This meeting is finished. I will go over our options and make my decision shortly.

<30 minutes later>
Three unmarked black helicopters take off from a secret Lorkhan military base. The helicopters are filled with ununinformed blackops soldiers armed with various assault rifles and expolosives.

With a loud "BANG" Maira let out a shot from her rifle. She then directed Carlsson to leave, and both did so.

Across the street from the building Maira and Carlsson had been in an older looking man, CEO of a prominent corporation, walked swiftly down the halls of his building. A young executive stopped him in front of a large window to talk about a business deal. The young man had hardly opened the folder with the documents when a single bullet shattered the window, pierced both of their skulls and gave the walls a new paint job.

(OOC: How big are the EPEE and SABER units?)

IC:

The bombardment on Zarbia City was relentless. The Bactrians pounded the city day and night without letting up, and, with reinforcements and some new allies coming to assist them, they just kept on getting stronger.

Marduk had a grin on his face. Already he had Bactrian units infiltrating the city and had the air force controlling the skies. However, the BitingRealitans still had a base outside of Zarbia City, and the Zarbians were still strong.

"The war isn't over yet," he thought to himself, "but close." He smiled and then continued to watch the battle.

Inside the city, Miller was getting anxious. He was leading a pack of five Hummers (with 20 soldiers total) and found no signs of Carlsson or his other soldiers, Rivers, Quimbly and Waterman, and the intense bombardment from Bactrian planes was getting to him. Then, in the distance, he saw three men leading an army, and they were approaching him.

As the men grew closer, Miller began to grin. It was Rivers, Quimbly and Waterman. "Finally, some reinforcements," he thought. However, as they got closer the smile on his face fell. "They don't look happy to see me."

"Rivers, Quimbly, Waterman...um, what a surprise..." said Miller. The trio didn't even crack a smile.

"Tyson Miller, we represent The New Zarbian Police, and we are putting you under arrest. Behind us is 5,000 dissidents willing to fight for the Zarbian cause. Resist or go down fighting," stammered Rivers, his resolve getting even steelier as time wore on.

"Never! I will die fighting, as all good BitingRealitans do!" Miller then ordered his troops to begin fighting, but instead they all turned on him.

"Hey! What are you doing!?!? Get off me!" It was no use. Miller was cuffed and chained, and was dragged away by the force.

"Hold it kaffir woman and companion!"

Maira visibily winced at the slur, and slowly turned around to find herself staring straight at 3 large police officers.

"What's in the briefcase, eh?" said one of them, grabbing at it. A fatal mistake. Maira swung it out of the officer's grasp, and then brought it crashing down on his head, breaking the skull with a sickening crunch. The other two officers stared in disbelief, giving Carlsson a nice oppurtunity to pull out his pistol and shoot one of them in the head. Maira had already shoved a .50 caliber magnum into the remaining officer's mouth, and scanned the scene around them. Killing police officers on a public sidewalk in the business district during lunch hour was probably not the best idea, as a large crowd was now staring at them.

"Carlsson," Maira hissed under her breath, "start shooting just above their heads to clear the crowd. We can use this pig as a hostage."

The siege was going fine when something caught Marduk's eye in the distance.

"Ron, hand me the binoculars." The soldier did so. "What the-"

He noticed in the distance a band of fighters driving slowly around Zarbia City (with some men on foot) hauling around a man. Upon further inspection it appeared to be BitingRealitans, but they were hauling around another one of their soliders.

"Ron, get me some Hummers and some soldiers. I'm going in to investigate," said Marduk.

Carlsson shot the pistol right in the air, and the crowd doubled back in fear.

As the NZP were marching, they noticed a Hummer coming their way. It was led by a Bactrian commander, and, upon noticing that, Rivers stopped his unit.

"Something just doesn't feel right," thought Rivers to himself.

Just then, the Bactrian started to speak. "This Zarbian Liberation Front Commander Robert Marduk. Please identify yourselves immediately."

"We are The New Zarbian Police. I am Jim Rivers, former Private in the BitingRealitan army and head of the NZP. We are here to fight for the Resistence."

Marduk smiled. "I see you've also apprehended the BitingRealitan commander as well."

"Yes we did; and boy does it feel good," said Rivers.

"Well, carry on then. If you need any help, radio me in," said Marduk. He then tossed Rivers two walkie-talkies, and then drove off to oversee the siege.

The crowd quickly scattered after the shots were fied and Maira, Carlsson and the police officer headed into the nearest alley way. Maira pulled the trigger on her magnum, leaving the police officer on top of a large sewer grating.

"Let's go rendevous with my comrades." Maira said, leading Carlsson.

"Yes, let's". Carlsson proceeded to run off with Maira.

Maira introduced the new comrade to the others, and explained the situation. The others welcomed him, and the group relaxed for a few hours. But it was soon time for action...

"All right. We need to be helping out with the seige of the city. As a regular military unit we're worthless, so I suggest we do hit and run attacks on guard forces within the city proper. We've done this before with some success, and now they'll all be concentrated. Let's move."

Carlsson then proceeded with Maira. "You know Maira, for once I feel like I'm accomplishing something. For once, I'm fighting for something that's worthwhile. Thank you."

Meanwhile, the NZP were acting hardly police-like. They were looting stores and burning buildings, creating havoc wherever they went. Anyone friendly towards the Resistence was taken in as comrades, and the team built up a sizeable army of over 50,000 disgruntled Zarbians. Now, inside and out, Zarbia City was embroiled in a bitter, bitter chaos.

General Borin Trotzig strolled into the meeting room. He sighed and looked around at his fellow companions. In one chair sat Zarbian Air Force commander Jacob Vlachko, in another was Zarbian Fascist Milita commander Peter Prach, and other important military leaders were seated throughout the room.

"Gentlemen, we are under attack by the Zarbian Resistance and their many allies. I never thought that a group so small could muster so many to their cause. We can no longer depend solely on our Milita, we must mobilize all units." announced Trotzig.

Peter Prach stood up. "What will the militia do now? We want action too damnit. This has happened before, where the militia is kept in the shadows while the army is on the frontlines."

"Calm yourself, Prach. The war is in the city now, we are on the frontlines whether we like it or not." snapped Vlachko impatiently.

Damn Militia men are always complaining. Not too bright either. he though to himself.

Vlachko tapped his fingers on his knee and said, "I shall give the order to mobilize all aircraft. We have no need to fear attack on our Eastern island territory (not on map). The bulk of our Air Force is there, I will call upon them. For now, we must do with the 50,000 ZF-22's we have over in Frenton."

"Good, very good. We will mobilize all our Land Force troops, as well as tanks and other attack vehicles. I think it would be wise if the Militia stayed toward the center of the city." said Trotzig.

Prach withdrew breath slowly and shrugged his shoulders.

The officers all shook hands and left the room.

(OOC: I was wondering when you'd show up again Zarbia :) )

IC: Emperor Ducalion I received a distress call from the BitingRealitan military camp outside of Zarbia City. It informed him that Tyson Miller had gone missing, and is suspected to be in Bactrian hands, and that Zarbia City is now under the control of Resistence fighters.

"What? That just can't be!" stammered Ducalion. He then immediately ordered the dispatch of another 50,000 troops, 1,000 aircraft and an armoured tank division of 100 to Zarbia under the command of Elite Commander Rodney Hammerfield. "BitingReality will not back down without a fight!"

Feodor was enjoying a nice flyby dropping bombs when something caught his attention further north. It was over 50,000 Zarbian aircraft.

"Attention Bactrian Air Force! Come in immediately! 50,000 aircraft headed our way! Requesting back-up, lots of back-up! Now, now, NOW!!!"

Feodor gulped and braced himself for the fight ahead.

Nominaen will send supplies to help overthrow the fascist government.

Lo-Tech Industries would like to use this oppertunity to sell our weapons to anyone willing to make purchases in our top of the line military grade defense aresenal. It's a win-win situation. Buy our weapons, and you win the war. We make money, and an ally in the process.

Director Kruger
http://ourworld.cs.com/TheMa5kedNudist/7reeve-a.jpg

Harador would like to offer its assistance to Zarbia for a price that is.We shall deploy a mechanised force consisting of 2,500 soilders and transports plus tank crews and there armour into zarbias capital.

In return we would wish Zarbia to offer immunity to are troops, grant them permission to use any means possible to stop terroists and zarbia shall send eighty million euros to Harador immediatly.

You shall also be required to deploy the forces of Harador in a safe deployment area in the capital.



These are the terms do you except?

The Macabee Task Force had been relatively silent for most of the war, and the Macabee foreign inactivity had seen quite some damage go by in Zarbia. However, it was time to put an end to this childs play and to complete the destruction of all resistance, as well as allied, forces. The Task Force got into position - protected by an ASW/S perimeter 200km in radius they were in good arms.

Of four of the carriers 40 MMA-C1 Heavy Bombers lifted off into the sky armed with the Macabee made MAAM Cruise Missiles. The MAAM was a compact cruise missiles, capable of the same damage of a classic Tomahawk, yet with a smaller warhead, smaller body, and much cheaper to produce. They would be the Macabee's main tool in this war. All the more, after flying some 30 km off the Carriers, about 300 km within the enemy forces around the capital of Zarbia, the bombers fired 3,000 MAAM missiles at troop and armored concentrations, targeting those of BitingReality and the Bactrians.

At exactly the same time the Task Force itself opened up on Bactrian and BitingReality concentrations all over the island nation with a total of another 2,000 MAAM Cruise Missiles.

While the prelimanary bombardment was underplace the 1st, 2nd, 3rd and 4th Foreign Legions were landed on the beaches of Zarbia (40,000 Infantry), as well as the 1st, 2nd, 3rd and 4th Infantry Korp (400,000 Infantry) and the 1st, 2nd and 3rd Panzer Korp (9,000 tanks). They would prepare for the full destruction of those enemies of Zarbia. Zarbia, one of the Macabees newest allies, WOULD NOT FALL!

Harador would like to offer its assistance to Zarbia for a price that is.We shall deploy a mechanised force consisting of 2,500 soilders and transports plus tank crews and there armour into zarbias capital.

In return we would wish Zarbia to offer immunity to are troops, grant them permission to use any means possible to stop terroists and zarbia shall send eighty million euros to Harador immediatly.

You shall also be required to deploy the forces of Harador in a safe deployment area in the capital.



These are the terms do you except?

We will pay the price for Zarbia and those terms are agreeable. Send them immediately.


ALSO:

(I forgot to write this down)

Tyrandis:

RADAR off the ASW/S perimeter picked up chopper movements to the capital... knowing that Zarbia had no choppers and the the Macabees had not installed any air supremacy of any kind they were obviously enemies. Thus the missile boat HES Calabaza soon fired 40 SA-5 Surface to Air Missiles at the moving choppers with deadly accuracy.

(OOC: I was wondering when you'd show up again Zarbia :) )

IC: Emperor Ducalion I received a distress call from the BitingRealitan military camp outside of Zarbia City. It informed him that Tyson Miller had gone missing, and is suspected to be in Bactrian hands, and that Zarbia City is now under the control of Resistence fighters.

"What? That just can't be!" stammered Ducalion. He then immediately ordered the dispatch of another 50,000 troops, 1,000 aircraft and an armoured tank division of 100 to Zarbia under the command of Elite Commander Rodney Hammerfield. "BitingReality will not back down without a fight!"

OOC: As Sattellite caught BR movements from their nation to Zarbia the Macabees again reacted swiftly. The Task Force moved their ASW/S perimeter in order to cut off the BitingReality reinforcements from arriving. 20 MMA-B1 Ground Attack Aircraft, and 30 MMA-A1 Air Superiority Fighters immediately went on patrol to destroy these BR ships.

OOC: Oh yea..I completely forogot.. I had built two major airfields in Zarbia during the last revolt.

IC:

The 1st Foreign Legion quickly advanced to regain control of the old military airfields the Macabees had built there to make sure the Fascist party gained power. Now, it would be used to allow allies to land troops in Zarbia to help the fascist government - and to further airlift reinforcements into the island nation.

After a few hours the green light was given to the Macabee's first of such allies, Greater Deustchland.

The force of Harador enters the capital with banners fluttering in the light breeze.Many peaple celebrated as they saw Haradors force take position in the safest part of the capital where the goverment building are and soon patrols are sent into the city.

Soon haradors forces gain a reputation and are not liked by many.They patrol the streets in large numbers and search peaple everywhere they go.The rule with them is hands up in the air immediatly or be shot.Children are checked and the elderly.Local peaple are taking away and declared terroists and interagated randomly in hope of finding a clue to whereaboats of terroists.If they dont give haradors forces what they want they are giving to Zarbias forces usualy badly beating.

Riots on the streets by supporters of the terroists soon find themselves facing armoured vechiles driving over them.Flamers mounted on armour is also used.Soon the peaple are too afraid to go out in the streets for long.

The forces of Harador would honor there alliegence.And for every soilder of harador who dies from now on ten random peaple from the poor sections of the city would be rounded up and interagated most unpleasently.The peaple of zerbia would only be told that these peaple would be traitors and terroists who wish to kill the nation from the inside.

The force of Harador enters the capital with banners fluttering in the light breeze.Many peaple celebrated as they saw Haradors force take position in the safest part of the capital where the goverment building are and soon patrols are sent into the city.

Soon haradors forces gain a reputation and are not liked by many.They patrol the streets in large numbers and search peaple everywhere they go.The rule with them is hands up in the air immediatly or be shot.Children are checked and the elderly.Local peaple are taking away and declared terroists and interagated randomly in hope of finding a clue to whereaboats of terroists.If they dont give haradors forces what they want they are giving to Zarbias forces usualy badly beating.

Riots on the streets by supporters of the terroists soon find themselves facing armoured vechiles driving over them.Flamers mounted on armour is also used.Soon the peaple are too afraid to go out in the streets for long.

The forces of Harador would honor there alliegence.And for every soilder of harador who dies from now on ten random peaple from the poor sections of the city would be rounded up and interagated most unpleasently.The peaple of zerbia would only be told that these peaple would be traitors and terroists who wish to kill the nation from the inside.

a message was beared by those found not guilty of crimes.

it was simply "leave zerbia terroists now or else more troops shall be brought from Harador and harder tactics used."

10 GD-29 Super Heavy transports take off from GDI airport this morning containing 20 King Leopard 2a and 20 King Leopard 2b tanks. We are also sending 10 C-17s with 100 fully equiped fallschrimjeager. ETA to allied airfields is 20 Rl minutes.

Id like to clear someting up with those hostile forces.You may believe haradors tactics are brutal but your style of warfare is worse using terroists.

you may call them freedom fighters but they still kill peaple and inocent peaple are bound to die.

harador shall cease its tactics if the terroists stop.You shall be let out of the city and can join these foreign armies invading.Then it will be a fare fight.

All planes have arrived. tHe men and tanks are being scrambled out.

Maira, Carlsson and the two other members of their operation cell peeked over the edge of a building a few blocks from the capitol building itself. It looked like a new group of armed forces had arrived, from Harador they suspected, because of the banners. On the small two way radio they'd brought with them, a newscaster was reading a Haradorian statement about terrorists killing "innocent people", and justifying their tactics. Early the cell had seen an armoured carrier run over a group of college students who were yelling because some soldiers had just gunned down school children who hadn't put up their hands quick enough.

"And they have the nerve to say WE kill innocent people? Bastards." Maira growled. "Let's do this." One of the other cell members, a young woman, slid a briefcase to Carlsson, who opened it. Inside were grenades duct taped to semtex explosives. The grenade going off would detonate the semtex and create a much larger explosion. All four pulled the pin on the grenade, and sent the bombs flying over the edge of the building towards the congregation of Harador soldiers below, then ran and jumped to another roof, and another, and so on, making their way across the city.

OOC: My choppers weren't anywhere near Zarbia City. The only troops I have in Zarbia are the 4 Strykers and Green Beret teams.

The ICARUS missile system is detailed in this post:
http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=148729&highlight=

IC:

The 40 missiles detonate in empty air as the Shadowhawks left the area several hours before. Meanwhile, Captain Richard Tiran leads EPEE and SABER towards Zarbia City, coming in upon Bactrian positions, as well as Haradorian troops killing suspected fighters...

"Damnit, the place is shittier than last I saw it," sighed Tiran. "And last time I was here, at least the bastards weren't murdering civvies," he cursed angrily. A veteran of TASK FORCE SAVIOR, Tiran transferred to SOF-A after the failed mission. When he heard a new mission was being put together to overthrow the Zarbian government, he signed up almost instantly.

"Alright team, listen up." he ordered into his headset mike, "SABER will enter the city, and conduct Special Operations Warfare against Harador, Macabee, and Federal forces. EPEE will stay with the Bactrians and complete operations as designated by Bactrian officers.

De Oppresso Liber."

As he finished, SABER entered the chaotic melee soundlessly and stealthily...

---

"This is SABER LEAD," whispered Tiran into the radio as he crouched in a burned-out building. "Fireteam Bravo, lay down some suppression fire against that Harador APC. EPEE will fire a ICARUS missile at it, and when the vehicle is disabled, Alpha and Charlie will secure prisoners."

Four men step out of the shadows, ACW rifles blazing. One carried a ACW-H LMG and killed the roof gunner with a volley of 7.62 rounds.

Moments later, the anti-armor missile smashed a few feet in front of the vehicle, blowing off the front and leaving the passengers inside wounded with shrapnel.

"Flashbang ready!" cried a Green Beret, and tossed the grenade into the wreckage of the vehicle.

8 more soldiers step out of their positions and move in. When they look inside the wreckage, all they see are mangled bodies, unidentifiable from the massive wounds.

"Good job soldiers." was the response from Tiran, and the team of Green Berets move out of the city, just as quietly as they had entered.

OOC: As Sattellite caught BR movements from their nation to Zarbia the Macabees again reacted swiftly. The Task Force moved their ASW/S perimeter in order to cut off the BitingReality reinforcements from arriving. 20 MMA-B1 Ground Attack Aircraft, and 30 MMA-A1 Air Superiority Fighters immediately went on patrol to destroy these BR ships.

OOC: BitingReality is an ally of Zarbia just like you are (I believe), so it's no use for you to block my reinforcements (for the record, some of their soldiers- like Carlsson- are defying their government, and I've been concentrating a lot on their actions. BitingReality, however, is still a Zarbian ally). My other nation- the Bactrians- is against the Zarbians, so it'd be better to block their reinforcements. Plus, my reinforcements are coming by land, as BitingReality is a northern neighbour of Zarbia. Do you want to RP that you blocked Bactria, BitingReality or neither? I'm okay with both)

IC: Carlsson threw the suitcase at the Haradorian soldiers without hesitation, and quickly fleed with Maira across the city.

"Ruts. All they are is a nuisance."

Maira laughed. "I see you're getting the hang of this."

"Yes I am." Carlsson's confidence is sky-high now, "and, after seeing Harador's harsh tactics, it only increases my resolve."

Maira smiled. "Victory shall be ours."

"Yes it will be".

Paul XII sat fervently by the T.V., getting more unravelled as he saw the events unfolding in Zarbia. He decided he'd had enough- he called his Peacekeeping Team.

"Rufus, send a delegation to Zarbia informing them to settle for peace," said Paul to Rufus Modena, a Peacekeeping leader.

"Your Majesty, don't you think it may be a bad idea to impose peace on them? We don't want to aggrivate them," said Rufus.

"You're right. Inform them that, if they want to settle for peace, Rome is willing to provide an impartial medium and mediation for negotiations."

"Got it."

Rufus then prepared the statement as directed and sent it to all the participants in the war.

OOC: Forgot to mention, each of the Green Beret teams are a twelve man unit.

IC:

FOIL and RAPIER deliver the supplies to the Zarbian Resistance, and head back to the capital in Stryker IFVs. Knowing that Macabee forces were trying to hunt them, they move through woodland and rough terrain, ensuring that pursuit is impossible. After several days, they reach Zarbia City.

1st Lieutenant William Viris surveyed the landscape. Another veteran of TASK FORCE SAVIOR, Viris was appalled at the status of the nation. Children were machine gunned by fascist troops in the streets, starvation ran rampant, civilians were being murdered, and loudspeakers blared messages against "terrorists"?

Did the idiots not realize the irony of that statement?

He merely sighed, then approached Captain Tiran.

"Well, Zarbia certainly has changed, hasn't it sir?"

"I'm assuming you successfully delievered supplies and arms to the Zarbian Resistance, so here's the situation.

TNIA intelligence has determined that the Zarbians are preparing to mobilize their entire army to launch a counter-attack against the rebellion. Considering that we lack manpower, our only course of action is to harrass and sabotage Zarbian movements.

Even worse, the Macabees have deployed a massive force in Zarbia, and have cordoned off the nation with a ASW/S perimeter, along with a large naval prescence. The Algerian conflict has ended, and Central Command wants to deploy the 75th Ranger Regiment again."

"Heh. Our old friends."

"Yeah. But we can't risk moving them via Shadowhawk insertion helicopters, due to the ASW/S detection. Now, see these red missile icons on the map," said Tiran, pointing at a field map he was carrying. "These are known SAM sites. Spy satellite RAVEN-III took these images, so the intel is sound."

"I'm guessing we're supposed to blow them up then,"

"You got it. A team of Pathfinders from the 84th Operational Recon has arrived over here," pointing at a small blue star. "via ZODIAC boats. They managed to evade detection, and will meet us at this coordinate, codename OBJECTIVE DAGGER. They will provide sniper and diversionary support while we neutralize this SAM site.

After the SAM is disabled, we return to base.

RAPIER and SABER will perform this operation."

"Roger that."

The men camouflage two Stryker IFVs and move towards the target...

OOC:
Note: There is NO WAY anyone knows about this operation, due to the intense secrecy surrounding it.

Harador in response to the terroists actions rounded up a hundred poor citzens who nobody would miss.

Taking them away to a secure area they put up a transmission on all zarbian tv chanals.

A commander stepping forward

"These are collaberators and would hope to destroy this fine nation.We shall not allow this."Showing pictures of a group of prisoners and men in the backround with the weapons the terroists used often and there faces masked beheading the five men.

"they would kill your brothers, sisters, farthers, mothers and cousins in cold blood.Find them where ever they go and take up arms against them, report them, kill them wherever you find them.

this is the fate of all terroists who murder in cold blood."

with that the hundred citzens were forced into a close group.

A tank came forward and it opened up with its flamer into them.More men with flamers did the same until they were all dead.

The man came forward again

"We shall also pay 2,500 for every terroist brought to us and a thousand for each dead one.Search every dark hole, every corner of your streets.They will not be victories!"

Soon the peaple of zarbia were aroused and went out hunting in parties for these terroists.

Soon harador patrols brought children into there ranks unarmed so if any shot at haradors forces they would be killing children adding to the fury of the peaple against the terroists.Children were put on the top of tanks smiling happily as the crew gave them chocalate.

Secret agents were introduced into terroist cells finding them out as far as possible before haradors forces came for them.

In an anouncement harador declared it would be willing to discuss peace with the terroists if rome helped.

Also if this conflict continues longer harador shall send reinforcements in large amounts to zerbia as a gesture of friendship and to stop these rebels.

RAPIER and SABER reach OBJECTIVE DAGGER and rendevous with the Pathfinders. The 30 men then move towards the SAM site guarding the expected drop point for the 75th Ranger Regiment...

"This is SABER LEAD to RAPIER LEAD," whispered Captain Tiran into his headset. "The Pathfinders will eliminate the sentry in the watchtower. After they finish, move in towards the launcher and destroy it with demo packs. Do not be detected, repeat, DO NOT BE DETECTED. ODA SABER will provide a distraction with smoke grenades, small arms fire, and Javelin missiles from the Strykers."

On the signal, a Pathfinder sniper loaded his S-52 SWS Adv. Marksman rifle. As the sentry looked away, the Pathfinder placed one, silenced bullet directly into the hapless target's brain stem.

After this, the rest of the Pathfinders shoot out every searchlight, ensuring that the encampment is covered in darkness.

SABER then fires multiple smoke grenades from GP-V launchers, causing mass confusion. 7.62 and .50 cal MGs light up the shadows.

In the midst of the chaos, one Fireteam from RAPIER infiltrates the site, moving soundlessly and stealthily. Any person perceived as having seen the 4 men is killed with suppressed rifle fire.

Finally, the insertion team reaches the main silo. Finding it guarded by only two men, the soldiers simply gun them down in cold blood. Afterwards, the Green Berets attach 4 Semtex charges on the SAM.

They leave the chaotic melee just as quietly as they had inflitrated.

---

"Three... two... ONE!" shouted Viris, and detonated the Semtex, causing a massive fireball to erupt.

The soldiers ensured that the only evidence left behind were spent cartridges, and nothing more...

---

OOC: Expect a battalion of Rangers to be here soon. 8)

"sir, we seem to have lost contact with a missile site." the junior liutenet said fast standing tall in the room.

"hmmm, bloody zerbian miltary cant fight for nothing it seems.Preapare all units immediatly.All units patroling are to return to base as quickly as possible.Signal Hq comand and inform them of what is happening.If they wish they will send reinforcements." captain Darth responding as procedure dictates.

"oh and is everyting in place for operation whirlwind?"

"yes sir!" the liutenet saluting perfectly awnsred quickly and proudly.

All of the Al-Fatahin sat in their safehouse, watching the Haradorians on TV.

"Those bastards. I bet none of those people have anything to do with the resistance. We need to do something that will really make a dent in them."

One of the older men had an idea, and explained his plan. The others nodded, and two others volunteered for the operation. They got ready, then set off for Haradorian HQ.

Upon reaching the gates, several guards stopped them.

"We are members of a terrorist organization, and we would like to talk to your leader in order to help your operations. We can give details." They explained. The guards checked under their clothes, and found nothing suspicious.

(Sorry guys, I was out the whole weekend.)

President Chevy Kristof called Trotzig to his office immediately after hearing the news of what was happening in his country.

"Trotzig, what in the bloody hell is going on? Who are these Haradorians? They are murdering my citizens and acting like they own the damn place. Get them to stop or get them the hell out!" he hollered.

He is upset that his citizens are getting murdered? He's just pissed that he's not the one cutting their throats. thought Trotzig.

"I will send a message to their leader, ordering them to stop their brutal tactics or leave. They would be a good ally in this war and perhaps even after this war." said Trotzig.

Three messengers are sent to the Haradorian commander reading, "President Chevy Kristof requests that you cease your barbaric tactics or leave our nation immediately. We are giving you a 24 hour ultimatum."

***

Five million soldiers (armed with standard automatic machine guns and grenades) have been sent to the western limits of the city to protect against the oncoming forces along with ten thousand tanks. This should do it for now, if things go wrong, heavy reinforcements will be sent. The Fascist Militia is stationed in the inner city, guarding every street and the most important buildings. They are armed with regular automatic shotguns and tear gas.

This war has already been won...

The 50,000 aircraft under General Peykov closed in on the Bactrian jets. They would be no match for the ZF-22's. The group split into groups of 1000 quickly, firing their gatling guns at the enemy planes. Peykov contacted the entire squadron quickly giving orders.

"Squad Arvin fire your sidewinders, now!" he barked into the comm system.

The sidewinders were fired and flew towards the Bactrians.

The Zarbian Resistance forces poured out of Zerrechia and mobilized to Zarbian City. They had well over 20 thousand soldiers as well as 18 tanks and 5 ZF-22's. Their forces were small but ready to fight, eager and determined and well equipped, thanks to their allies. Though a small force, they would be joined by their many allies and could possible scrape a victory if they fought well.

Scrumpox is throwing its weight behind the Zarbian resistance. Although we cannot at this time provide military support, we are willing to provide medical teams as well as food, clothing and medical supplies to support your cause. However, this offer will be immediately withdrawn if any mistreatment of civilians or POW's come to light.

Prime Minister Ezreal Desdanova,
Representing His Majesty Eric I

Pustule City, Scrumpox

Xaniqall's tribal militia has dispatched 1 million regulars to the aid of the resistance, following through on an earlier pledge.

Several groups within our land also report to have active operatives behind enemy lines that may disrupt enemy forces.

The two terroists wishing to give information are shot on site after the officers reiceved new orders from hq.

The orders were simple.

"Beging operation whirlwind,kill any who oppose you."

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"sir, you are not alowed in here it is a restricted area.You must leave now." the captain of the zerbian forces pleeded with captain daur outside Hq of zerbian miltary.

"shut up you low life scum I want to see this head of this low life scum hole of country right now!"

with that captain daur and his men retreated off as the guard returned to enter the building he heard a rumble quickly turning around him and his guards readying there shot guns they saw a tank in the coulours of headorian armour.

The gun aimed directly at the door behind it poured more apcs and armour.

"oh holy..." the guard never finished his sentence as the tank shell blew in the door and reduced him and his guards to a bloody pulp.

The lights in the inner city then went out as haradian troops struck at the powerstations destroying the whole powernetwork.All over the inner city haradorian forces struck at vitale areas taking hold of all major goverment hqs and seizing the goverment mps and all importent figures.

Cutting communications nobody knew what was happing in the city or elsewhere as they lost all communcation with hqs.

In one stroke zerbia had been reduced to chaos as artilery from haradian positions bombarded those miltary units still in there barracks killing hundreds and those guarding major instelations.Any return fire would be risky since haradian troops were now bunkered throughout major faciltys and were rounding up personal as prisoners.

In a wide range communcation harador anounced zerbia would immediatly pay one trilion euros withing one hour or harador would excute the hole goverment ending there rain of power and would hand zerbia over to the resistence.

Any attemp to attack haradian troops would result in the same action.All zerbian troops and allies are to move out of the city immediatly.

If the resistnce would like to pay one trillion euro harador would hand them the goverment as it was.

all major instalations now had armour surrounding them and artilery pointed down on them.If attacked harador would simply destroy the goverment at the first sign.

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"Ah presidend Chevy Kristof come with me you wrethched scum." captain daur ordering the president to come with him.The bodies of his bodyguards on the ground.

"you have an anouncement to your miltary I believe.Tell them to immediatly get out of the city."

Dude, you are god moding so much its freaking unbelievable. You're screwing up the whole RP. How in the hell do you expect to take control of Zarbia's most protected area with 2500 men? Zarbia's Army consists of MILLIONS of soldiers. Not only that, but you've been a nation for like a week. Come back when you learn how to roleplay.

Harador is no longer involved in this RP unless he is going to cooperate.

OOC: Awww... I was planning on fanning the flames of division between Harador and Zarbia. :(

Oh well. Here come the Rangers again! :D

Note: I'm going to use just one company of Rangers (90 men).

IC:

Hundreds of UAV craft fly toward the capital, each equipped with a device transmitting the signature of a transport helicopter, fooling the Zarbian/Macabee forces away from the actual drop of 75th Ranger units.

"This is ROC group, we are coming in on the drop zone..." radioed the lead team of Shadowhawk helicopters. Rappel ropes again drop from the stealthy air units, only Rangers move out this time.

After several hours of transport, the Alpha Co., 1st Battalion, 75th Ranger Regiment is deployed. Stryker Mobile Gun System and Medical variants are airdropped, along with more ammunition and supplies.

"Alright, LISTEN UP!" ordered Major Rafael Winston, leader of the 1st BTN. "Our 9 squads will be divided in this manner:

Units Alpha through Charlie will assist the embedded Green Beret units in support operations.

Delta through Foxtrot will assist Zarbian Resistance in combat against Federal forces.

Finally, Griffon through Item will begin operations in direct action against the fascists and their allies.

Report to your CO and prepare to move out!

RANGERS LEAD THE WAY!" he shouted, finishing his orders.

After 15 minutes of preparation, the infantry units move out towards their targets, ensuring that stealth and speed are the order of the day...

Xaniqall's tribal militia has dispatched 1 million regulars to the aid of the resistance, following through on an earlier pledge.

Several groups within our land also report to have active operatives behind enemy lines that may disrupt enemy forces.

*Cough* you're about 1 month old... my ass you have 1 million regulars. If your looking at United Stated type efficiency every front line soldier has 8 logistical personnel..and with your pop you can barely afford 9 million men and women in such a small brushfire war.

Xaniqall's tribal militia has dispatched 1 million regulars to the aid of the resistance, following through on an earlier pledge.

Several groups within our land also report to have active operatives behind enemy lines that may disrupt enemy forces.

*Cough* you're about 1 month old... my ass you have 1 million regulars. If your looking at United Stated type efficiency every front line soldier has 8 logistical personnel..and with your pop you can barely afford 9 million men and women in such a small brushfire war.

OOC: We're desert nomads with ak-47's or worse, not top of the line mech infantry.

OOC: Troop Strengths, as far as I can understand (TG me with your forces so's I can update this)

Rebellion

Zarbian Resistance:

20,000x Infantry
18x Tank
5x ZF-22 (Lockheed Martin F-22)
Unknown

Tyrandis:

48x SOF Green Beret
90x SOF Ranger
6x SOF Pathfinder
4x Predator UAV (kept a few from the airdrop)
4x Stryker IFV
2x Stryker MGS
2x Stryker MED

Xaniqall:
1,000,000x Tribal Regular
500x Insurgent/Terrorist

Bactrians:

Unknown # of ground troops
Unknown Air Force strength

BitingReality:

Unknown (definitely small though) # of defectors

Fascists

Zarbian Government:

5,000,000x Infantry
10,000x Tank
50,000x ZF-22
Unknown # of Fascist Militia

Macabees:

Unknown (significant) # of Naval vessels
Unknown # of Ground Forces
Unknown # of Air Force

BitingReality:

Unknown # of Ground Forces
Unknown # of Naval vessels

Looks good to me...will need editing as soon as some one posts..

OOC: Since I operate both "the Bactrians" and "BitingReality" (though, again, they're not on the same side) I'll post both their troop numbers:

Bactria:

Troops: 50,000, soon to be 2,000,000
Tanks: 100, soon to be 6,000
Air Force: 100 at Zarbia City, 70,100 ZF-22 to come, 100 to target the communications towers.
Navy: (all to come) 70 all-purpose battleships and 8,000 destroyers

BitingReality:

Troops: 45,000
Tanks: 100

BitingRealitan defectors:

Ex-BitingRealitan soldiers: 4
"New Zarbia Police": 2,000, equipped with pistols and pitchforks.

(Note: if the numbers are a "bit much" let me know)

IC:

The devastation was too hard for Marduk to take. Feodor had managed to survive the Zarbian onslaught, but his air patrol of 100 was obliterated by the Zarbians. They'd come out of nowhere, leaving the Bactrians with little time to react.

The ground troops were able to hold their own, but the battle was becoming difficult. What used to be a cakewalk was now becoming a very arduous task. The troops were becoming more and more outnumbered as the days wore on, and this was taxing on Marduk. He knew the Bactrians had to act, and act fast.

He sent an encrypted message back to Bactria ordering some two million more troops and some 6,000 more tanks to be airlifted to Zarbia City, as well as Bactria's navy to take control of Zarbia's waterways. Now, the war had begun.

ooc: sorry thought your army was deployed in the outer city.I was more just aiming for one building then anyting else the president guy :twisted:

well how aboat I only take that building then eh?I was a bit overstreched anyway if I went for anyting else.Im presuming ypou dont have millions of troops standing in front of one building?

You did say your armys were in the outer city and you had militants with shotguns and tear gas so I presumed they would be no match for an armoured division since a militant with a shot gun against a tank.....

though I understand theyd have some anti tank weapons I doubt theyd be able to withold an armoured attack.

and the millions of troops by the time theyd know whats happining theyd be too late since it would take time to move an army through a city.

but it was a bit over the top I admit.

But I think id get a good few instanlations....agreed?

OOC: Waiting for your TGs people...

IC:

A lone Predator flew towards the capital, bearing a message for the entrenched Al-Fatahin operatives...

The unmanned plane reached Maira's cell, and promptly opened its cargo door. Inside was a small telegram, marked with the patch of the SOF...

[code:1:df314576aa]
Tyrandis encrypted message
Compiled by Captain Richard Tiran, 5th SOG.
Dear Sir/Madam:

This is Captain Richard Tiran of the 5th Special Operations Group, also allies of the Zarbian Resistance. We request your assistance in an operation against the fascist oppressor.
Our small unit has a plan to cripple the Zarbian military machine, but we require support from persons with your talents.
I cannot mention details in this telegram, but suffice to say that the 5,000,000 Zarbian soldiers will soon starve to death...
Take 10 of your best fighters and move to this coordinate, as highlighted on the map provided at the bottom, codename OBJECTIVE SABOTEUR, at 0200 hrs ZULU time. We will be waiting with further instructions.

This message will be deleted automatically within 15 minutes. If you choose to accept this request, simply push the small button located behind the left wing.

De Oppresso Liber.
[/code:1:df314576aa]

Harador - I overreacted a tad, was a bad day for me. You're back in, though I'd prefer you took over some buildings closer towards the outskirts of the city, we got time for major destruction in the inner city. How many men do you have and where are you located (east, west, north, south)

thanks

I have 2,500 soilders heavily armed and tanks plus a few artilery pieces that are gunning for your main hq in the inner city.There target is Mr president :twisted:

Well I think its fair to assume theyd take the building in minutes and set up a perimeter.Thats all ive done then.

Now this isnt nessarly the end of your rulership....for a certain price I will leave your goverment to live and fight the invaders and my troops will leave.

The price is as ive said before one trillion euros which im presuming means your going to have to get a loan from somebody.If you fail to do this your whole goverment will be excuted.Any moves by your army or militants will result in the same action.

Also for one hundred billion euros paid by the resistence or its allies I will give away all tactical information and intelligence on the zarbian army and deployments etc.

This information would be easy to get since it would all be in your hq probly in your computers and maps like every orther hq. :twisted:

This doesnt have to end in a bloody massacre of the zarbian goverment and probly the end of the zarbian miltary too....infact zarbia can pay the same price as above and we wont sell this information.....

what say you?Oh and all of haradors armys have mobalised and fleets so any action will also warrant open war with harador.

The reinforcements arrived at Zarbia City safely and on time, and proceeded to continue the siege and bombardment of the city. The air force engaged heavily with the Zarbians, while the navy began to attack Macabee establishments at sea. There was also a dedicated Bactrian air squadron which attacked the communications systems in Zarbia.

Marduk grinned. He thought to himself, "the ZLF is now really born today."

OOC: Ok Harador, sounds good. Let's say you attacked from the west and took my troops by surprise. You are now occupying several important government buildings and have dealt a severe blow to my militia. The president is now in your hands. :D

The Haradian soldiers surrounded the President and half of his staff. One of them stepped closer to him and spat at his feet. "We want this money and we want it soon. Ask who you must to bail you out, but if we hear anything suspicious, you're dead."

The President reached for his [insert communicating device here that would make sense] and got connected with Trotzig, one of the few men he trusted with all his heart.

"Trotzig, I am being held by foreign terrorists in my own goddamn office! They are demanding 3 trillion euros for my safe release-" exclaimed Kristoff.

Through the speakerphones in the office, a low chuckle came through. "I apologize for this my old friend. We cannot risk our nation being destroyed, we have worked so hard to create this fascist leadership, it cannot go to waste. I wish you well Mr. Kristoff." Captain Borin Trotzig said and then hung up.

Chevy Kristof suddenly felt his stomach turn. This was his first time in his presidency that he ever felt true fear. He knew he could never fight his way out, he was a war veteran but he hadn't fought for over two years, he had gotten rusty.

***

Meanwhile Trotzig called upon a squad of 3500 Polizias (secret police/special forces type thing) to ambush the Haradians. He ordered them to make their way by transport until they reached 400 meters away. Then go the rest on foot.

" hmmmm, no transfer mr president as of yet?" putting a gun to the presidents head and every orther soilder putting the staff against the walls.

"sir are forces are under attack" a liutenet said fast.

"well mr president its your unlucky day, give us all miltary codes for your missile silos oh and somebody get the chief of staff for the miltary in here, kill the rest"

with that guns were taken up and every prisoner except two were shot.

"give us the codes now and you tell all of your god damn units to stand down!" pointing at the scared commander.

A medic coming forth jabs the president and the chief of miltary with a drug that makes prisoners more willing to coperate.....

The president soon is aired on every zarbian tv saying to flee for there lives and leave the country through any means.

The commander politly hands over the codes and sends out the message to the miltary.....

The Polizias break the doors down and rush in, unseen by the terrorists. They rush up the stairs, quickly checking every room. They begin firing upon foreign soldiers, killing them quickly. A large group of Polizias reaches the President's office, kicking the door in and firing upon the Haradians.

Alexei Porof hears the President begin to say "The missile silo codes are 4-" He raises his weapon and shoots Kristof in the forehead. The old man falls backwards out of his chair, dying instantly.

Porof grimaces as he feels a sharp pain in his side and crumples to the floor.

The haradorians take up positions in instalations setting up nests and tanks take place.Harodian units start to round up prisoners to act as shields and all zarbian miltary units positions are transmitted to harador.

Peaple fleeing through the streets now after the anouncement clog up the streets and roads fleeing everywere making movement of infrantry praticly impossible and the movement of armor impossible with the mass of bodies.

In harador all units are mobalised and plans are put into operation for the invassion of zerbia.

The haradorians take up positions in instalations setting up nests and tanks take place.Harodian units start to round up prisoners to act as shields and all zarbian miltary units positions are transmitted to harador.

Peaple fleeing through the streets now after the anouncement clog up the streets and roads fleeing everywere making movement of infrantry praticly impossible and the movement of armor impossible with the mass of bodies.

In harador all units are mobalised and plans are put into operation for the invassion of zerbia.

OOC: Harador go here to figure out your budget http://members.fortunecity.com/thracetailteann/html/gnp.html. Remember, put 5% for the military budget %. I'll do it for you.

Your budget is: 76038 million. Your military budget is: 3801 million.

I'm not sure how to find out how many soldiers you are supposed to have.

IC:

The Resistance have been driving towards Zarbia City in whatever transports they may find, including civilian vehicles. The 20,000 man strong group watch as they begin to see the outskirts of the capital.

Resistance leader Pieter Savoy, sitting in a jeep, holds high power binoculars to his eyes as he surveys the scene before him. He sees foreign soldiers, a large number of them.

Those must be our allies. he thinks to himself.

"Drive faster Ivan, for God's sake, drive faster. Our allies are up ahead, we must help them." he exclaimed.

The Resistance drove towards the city, a cluster of hundreds of vehicles. They were closing in on their target, and may God help them.

***

Meanwhile, a group of 10,000 Resistance fighters, accompanied by Xanigall soldiers, marched towards Zarbia City from the south.

Regretably, we must recall half of our soldiers due to the crisis within our own nation.

(OOC: Trotzig has basically taken over the nation. Most people don't know Kristof is captured/dead but most people trust Trotzig a lot. He is a very powerful man.)

Trotzig waits in his office, his head throbbing. His two-way radio crackles on his desk and he snatches it up and holds it to his ear.

"Home base, this is the 4th Polizia, location inner city, President's office. This is taking too long, we're going to need support. Send us some aerial firepower."

Trotzig sighed. "Are there any active SAMs in the area?"

"No sir, we have just knocked out the two that the terrorists had access to."

"I will send a squadron of 50 ZF-22's to your location. Get your men out of there, our flyboys will clean it up. Good work, now come home."

ooc:thanks zarbian resistence, oh btw get your troops out of the zarbian capital and everyone laying siege to it start digging trenches and setting up artillery and mines etc.Ill take the rest of the country and cut off there supplies and income!We will use the money to furder are goals and of course feeding a whole army and peaple might be hard for zarbia.....

starve them out I say...they wont even have enough money to pay there soilders.

OOC: The Bactrians will aid you in taking over the country, Harador. By the way, we've been laying Zarbia City under siege for quite a while now...it's under heavy bombardment.

ooc:Im assuming zarbia doesnt have any more troops in the rest of the country in large numbers?

Yeah, they have reserves all over the place. I need to find out how many soldiers I should have.

IC:

The ZF-22's closed in on the target area. Their leader, Alpha 1 (unoriginal but whatever) contacted base to see if they could begin firing.

Trotzig then contacted the 4th Polizia, to see if they had vacated the area.

"Alpha 1, you are clear to fire. I repeat, you are clear to fire."

"Thank you sir." replied Alpha 1.

As the ZF-22's came into the area, Alpha 1 launched his sidewinder missiles at a building occupied by terrorists, watching it crumble.

Alpha 1 ordered half of the squadron to circle around and use their gatling guns while the rest would fire sidewinder missiles into the area, destroying cover and killing men.

The fighting grew even more fierce as the days passed by. The Bactrians had a 20,000-plane edge over the Zarbians over Zarbia City, but the Zarbian air force was very resilient.

Feodor got frustrated. He had to find some way to break their resolve. So he ordered two planes equipped with two missiles each to head for Zarbia City's main communications tower. If they could knock that out, Zarbia's air force would be in trouble.

The mission proceeded at dark, and, with the ZF-22s painted black, they would be near impossible to detect. The planes swooped in quickly towards the base of the tower, and both fired one missile each at the base. The tower fell over immediately.

They zoomed back to Ofen to tell Feodor of the victory. "Well done boys. Let's see how far they can go now."

(OOC: I've decided to fill out the basic info like on terrorismfiles.org)

OOC: That's a good site.

The losses mounted in the BitingRealitan camp. After weeks of fighting, the forces were held back with ease by the Bactrians at Zarbia City, and the resolve was pretty low. Ducalion issued another one million troops, 5,000 tanks and deployed another 30,000 aircraft to aid the Zarbians, but he feared the war was already lost.

By midday, all the troops, tanks and aircraft had made their way to the outskirts of Zarbia City. There they found the Bactrians pounding away at the city, pouring shot after shot without hesitation. However, Hammerfield- who stayed at the base the entire time- noticed a weak spot in the Bactrians' line. He decided he was going to strike.

He immediately sent some 100 tanks for the spot, the city's SW corner. This was Bactria's least-covered area, and, with the Bactrians all aiming towards Zarbia, their backside was weak. The tanks- if successful- would be followed by another 700 and some 85,000 "cleanup" troops, all meant to divide the Bactrian front.

The tanks did as they were told, going to the Bactrian line and catching them by surprise. The tanks picked off the Bactrians and their tanks as if they were flies, cutting up the Bactrian line just as Hammerfield predicted. He sent out the additional troops and tanks and grinned. "Looks like this war isn't over yet."

"Damnit." cursed Tiran as he stared off into the horizon for the Xaniqall operatives. It was evident they had declined the request. Capt. Tiran then turned to his men, barking orders.

"Men, the saboteur support is gone. We'll have to fight our way through ourselves then...

TNIA intel has determined a critical supply station is in this area, codename AO TWILIGHT. Our mission is to deny those supplies to fascist forces at any cost.

We strike this coordinate, codename OBJECTIVE KNIGHT, and will conduct Special Operations Warfare against the convoy's guard units.

Rangers, your role is to provide distraction and covering fire for the Green Berets. Destroy and kill as many enemy targets as possible. Armor is first priority.

ODAs SABER and FOIL will move in and attach demolition packs on the storage buildings and then retreat.

RAPIER will standby for further orders.

Pathfinders will provide sniper and recon support.

Once the lack of supplies kicks in, we will assist Resistance and Bactrian forces in taking the capital.

De Oppresso Liber."

The elite teams mount up and move out in the darkness of the night...

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In the capital, EPEE noticed the mass movement of BR tanks and men towards a point in the line. As their orders were to support the Bactrians, the squad of soldiers conduct hit and run tactics against the column, even as the Bactrian soldiers were cut to shreds left and right.

"Cover me!" shouted the ODA's leader, cooking off a frag grenade. The team of Green Beret pounced on the lone tank, and blew off the hatch. EPEE's commander threw the frag into the tank, killing or maiming all of the personnel inside.

Looking at the shattered hulk of the tank, the Lieutenant had a plan...

EPEE drove away the tank, and hid the corpses of their victims in a shallow grave.

ooc:im assuming reserves mean old men and youths?Just making sure dont want this to be a market garden thing where I come in and find a host of tanks and crack troops coming my way :D


"Sir are long range bombers and escorts found very little opposition in zerbias eastern coast.We have destroyed most of there vital supply lines there and nothing can move on there roads without been destroyed.The only major city near the area seems to be low key but are air force is staying away from it just in case.Are speacial insurgent teams have destroyed a few anti air silos and radars making them blind.There artillery positions have been mostly found and destroyed.We have sent spies into the country and are looking around just in case.The moral of there troops seem to be low" the captain smirked.



"keep the bombardment up.And insert a few speacial agents into the country.oh and send a small force to the airfields used by the bactricians please to support them and to allow us to strike at more targets.And one final thing captain once there airfields on the eastern coast are destroyed completly in form are allies that we would be most grecious of they could keep the zarbian army busy while we commence are invassion." General sturm added.

"yes sir!"

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The hundred fighters sent ahead of the orther small airforce going to the bactrician airfields see the assault below.

"should we engage them sir" liutenet cage asked secound in command of the small force.

"yep, all units take your targets and go concertrate on there tanks.Fly high so there anti air missiles are useless.Use the good old divebomb tactic and pull up if you must fast.Lets get into this war!" commander larkin anounced much to the delite of his hundred fighter pilots."

Below the tanks of BitingReality knew fear as missiles seem to come from nowhere and destroy tanks.The sound of haradors fighters swooping down the last thing many tank crew heard as the fighters blew them to hell.The advance force was torn apart as fighters picked them off quickly.

"All fighters break off and land at the safest airfield immediatly we dont have enough fuel to fight the next wave and land." captain larkins voice sounded.

"good job."

ooc:btw I wont be able to post again until next week so thats when ill invade if you still have a country that his.....

OOC: OK guys I found out some information that is very useful. I asked what the percentage of your population is military and I got this.

4 per 1000. So, my population is 796 000 000, so my entire military adds up to: 199 000 000. I think.

So, in my total military adds up to 199 million, but of course a good percentage is in reserves.

The shots came in long and hard. Hit-and-run missions by both Harador and Tyrandis checked the BitingRealitan advance (70 tanks and 30,000 troops lost), but the BitingRealitans were able to tenuously hold their line. Hammerfield grimaced, then decided to send out 10,000 aircraft. "They're getting snotty. It's time to teach them a lesson."

Hammerfield ordered more troops into the area, installing some 300,000 more troops and 200 more tanks. This was still a far cry from what Bactria had surrounding the city, but Hammerfield hoped to divide the Bactrian line and allow the Zarbians to more easily pick them off. 200,000 were focused around the city, while some 100,000 spilled into the city. "We must take control of the city again." stammered Hammerfield. He smiled. "We may be outnumbered, but we're not weak."

"This is SABER LEAD," radioed Tiran to the 126 men he had under his command. "Rangers, light em' up!"

The two Stryker MGS units turned their cannons towards the supply station's armor units, letting loose of hail of sabot rounds. Javelin missiles flew from the standard IFVs, blasting apart guard towers and MG nests.

As tank crews and truck drivers tried to get to their vehicles, ICARUS anti-armor missiles destroyed them, their debris scattering everywhere.

One lucky survivor tried to make contact with the infantry barracks, to sound the alarms.

He just reached the door when a silenced bullet cut him short.

"Let's see... that makes 3 kills for me." crowed the Pathfinder, before reloading his S-52 and searching for another victim.

A platoon of Rangers then burst into each of the 3 barracks, throwing a thermite grenade into them. The screams of the burning soldiers pierced the night.

The 2 Green Beret teams infiltrated the camp, gunning down the survivors from the intial assault.

"Squad, charges up!" shouted Tiran, whipping out his own pack of C-4.

After all the soldiers retreated to a safe distance, another massive fireball lit up the supply depot, due to the explosives setting off an ammunition dump.

"HOOAH!" was the universal shout, as the soldiers watched the flames consume all of the supplies...

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EPEE drove the captured BR tank back to the Bactrian base, with one soldier standing on it, ensuring that there would be no friendly fire incident...

After the successful operation, all of the Tyrandis infantry regroup in the outskirts of the Bactrian base...

EPEE's leader provided Capt. Tiran an After-Action Report.

[code:1:6a954b3c45]
Mission Serial # 6-1241-6500
Codename: OPERATION EAGLE SHIELD
Phase: II

Total Casualties: 1 WIA, 0 KIA, 0 MIA
Total Inflicted Casualties: Estimated at 8 armor units and 125 personnel KIA, 250 WIA. Captured: 1 BitingRealian Tank.

Summary:
Operational Detachment-Alpha EPEE, in accordance with Tyrandis objectives in the Theater of Operations Zarbia, conducted SOF warfare against oncoming armor and infantry columns at FOB (Forward Operational Base) BACTRIA.

ODA provided support to Bactrian units and assisted in repelling the offensive by BitingReality forces.

SGT James Nguyen was hit by fragments from a BR tank. He was evacuated by Stryker MED to field hospital, where he is currently recuperating. Is expected to make a full recovery.

During this operation, EPEE captured a BitingRealian armor unit after disabling its crew with fragmentation grenade.
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(OOC: Tyrandis, you're attacking the BitingRealitan base right?)

Jeof Danz, legendary Zarbian general turned mercenary, entered Borin Trotzig's office and sat down on a cushioned chair. He watched the general and waited for him to take the initiative.

"Well Mr. Danz, I have a proposition for you-" began Trotzig.

"General, get to the bloody point already eh?" he interrupted.

Trotzig had dealt with this kind of ruffian before, he was familiar with their behavior. He knew all of Jeof Danz's history. He had been a famous hero in a former Zarbian War, one he had fought in himself. Danz had to protect the inner city from a large group of Communists, he had almost been shot down but he managed to survive and he had defeated the enemy. He had been congratulated by everyone and many looked up to him. Since then he had left the army with his squad and become accustomed to guerilla warfare, mostly directed against Reds. His hate towards commies was well known throughout the nation though it was very difficult to track the man down.

"Well Mr. Danz, we have a large number of Communists attacking the base of an ally of ours. We want to focus ourselves more on the city then the outskirts. If our allies are lost, we might have less of a chance of ending this war. Will you attack these scum, these Bactrians?"

Danz sighed and cracked his knuckles. "Commies, eh?"

"Yes. A lot of them too. I can send 10,000 soldiers with you if you wish." offered Trotzig.

"I guess. I'll get em for you General. Anything for an old friend, eh?"

Trotzig closed his eyes. "That was a long time ago Jeof. Just get the job done."

"Fair enough." Danz said and left the room.

Trotzig smiled. Pfft, the fool believes anything you tell him. Those Bactrians better be waving a damn red flag.

(OOC: I am aware the Bactrians aren't communists, it was just to get Danz to cooperate.)

OOC: Negative, attacked and demolished a supply depot of yours. After a while, your forces are going to starve. I wouldn't try and launch any offensives now, considering that you're going to run out of fuel and ammunition.

IC:

After Capt. Tiran read over the report, he took a look at the captured tank. It was serviceable, if by serviceable you meant unusable piece of shit.

"God damn," muttered the soldier under his breath. "Why the hell did you guys use a frag nade? Why not just a damn flashbang?" he questioned the Lt. in command of EPEE.

The other man simply shrugged. "We didn't think we were going to take this thing anyways.

Now, let me clue you in on the situation here...

Our Predator IFV took recon of enemy movements. After we repelled the BR advance, 10,000 aircraft were deployed to break the center of the line."

"Holy shit! 10,000 planes?!" said Tiran incredously. "Where the hell are they basing those things from anyways?"

"Satellites have determined they're coming from the north.

Even worse, a sizeable force of roughly 30 divisions were sent to engage the Bactrian line."

"Feh. We still outnumber them, correct?"

"Roger that, but intel from TNIA has found that a division under the command of Jeof Danz,"

Tiran interrupted him. "Danz? The commie killer?"

"That's the guy."

"I remember fighting his forces back in the first war. We were about to bomb his command vehicle, but then we were recalled by the damned politicians."

"Ok, back on topic. As I was saying, the division under Danz is expected to attempt a counter push in conjunction with BR forces."

"I take it we are to stop that unit from approaching the Bactrian line?"

"Yup." was the only response.

"Hmmm... That tank is still driveable? I have a plan... Call the rest of the men for briefing."

In a secluded forest area, all of the Tyrandis fighters regroup, preparing for the next attack.

Marduk's eyes widened when he heard the reports of the BitingRealitans' successes. "Hmmn. Interesting. Nice work, I commend them," he told Ronald Birchmeier, his lieutenant.

"You're going to commend your enemies?" replied Birchmeier in disbelief.

"Yeah. When the enemy pulls off an impressive action you must respect that," deadpanned Marduk. "Besides, I have more tricks up my sleeve. Did you really think BitingReality makes me worried?"

Birchmeier grinned. "That's the Roger Marduk that I know."

Marduk then announced his plans to his troops. They were ordered to pull back a little bit from surrounding the city and were ordered to push the BitingRealitans back up. Since the BitingRealitans were horribly outnumbered and were relying on a split Bactrian line, if he could pull back and meet BitingReality head on he'd have a better chance of defeating them. Plus, he noticed that the Tyrandisians were very proficient at their specialized attacks, and thought they may have something up their sleeve as well.

The plan worked. The BitingRealitans thought the Bactrians were retreating, but doubled back when they saw Bactria charging back at them in full force. The BitingRealitans were trounced, with the old line restored.

The Swabs finally reach Zarbia in their fleet of 35 transporters, containing a total of 7000 soldiers and land transportation. As they approach the harbor, they receive a radio transmission.

"State your identity and reason for entering Zarbia." came the voice.

Commander Legan said into the speaker, "Reinforcements. From Swabodavia, to help the Zarbians."

"Good. Come quickly, you are needed at Zarbia City."

***
As the Swabs disembarked their ships and boarded their land transports they headed off towards Zarbia City. They would arrive the next day at sunrise and give the Zarbians a big surprise...

OOC:

Zarbia that is way incorrect. 5% of your total pop can be used as military figures..however a regular mechanized army will have 8 to 10 logistical personnel for every front line man.. meaning an army of 200,000 men will have an additional 2 million men behind them...bringing total military figures to 2.2 million. That's why it's highly impracticle to have armies of over a million men in a modern war.

IC:

The Macabee Army had again become very inactive in Zarbia, however, over the time much more of a force had been stockpiled in the Macabee base. It had been generally accepted by Macabee officials that 500 sq. mi. of Zarbian land would be directly annexed to the Empire for the remainder of the war - where upon it would be ceded back to Zarbia if Zarbia remained fascist by the end of the war.

But now to the nitty gritty. A defensive web of sensors and RADAR stations had been constructed out of crude materials allowing for one thousand stockpiled Praetorian IIIBs to be in use as effective anti-missile rockets. Futhermore, most of the prescribed Macabee airforce had landed in recently constructed concrete top ad hoc airfields. In short, the annexed strip had become a Macabee military base with a little outskirts for defensive measures.

However, it was time for some of the real, high intensity action. Xaniqall's remaining five hundred thousand soldiers were cought off active reconaissance - the dust trails for so high you could see these men from dozens of kilometers away. As quickly said a single armored division and four mechanized infantry divisions (80,000 infantry, 500 tanks) went off towards their targets... Xaniqall's troops. From the military base land silos fired 200 newer MAAM Cruise Missiles Ausf. Bs - armed with a Octanitrocubane warhead, 800kg strong (the strongest explosive out there) - analysis had expected up to 30,000 dead just from this attack (the warhead is High Explosive...large blast radius).

For the capital more drastic measures were reserved. The exact positions of the enemies were unknown but it didn't matter. 200 MMA-A1 Kondor Air Superiority Fighters immediately went into effect flying circles over Zarbia City to gain complete air control...any enemy in the air were quickly shot at by A-11 Archer Air to Air Missiles. The fighters would do a routine landing every 30 minutes...but the 200 fighters were divided into dual groups, thus while one group refueled the other group flew. The dual groups of fighters would allow for later strategic bombing of enemy concentrations inside Zarbia city.

OOC:

Troop numbers:

40,000 Legionairres
400,000 Regulars
9,000 Tanks

OOC: Mac, the Xaniqall forces have left long ago to do contend with internal problems. Your attack is kinda pointless.

Also, please explain what exactly are legionnaires. Are they special forces, offensive corps, armor troops, etc.?

IC:

The plan was discussed throughly, and finally, the Tyrandis forces had finished their machinations. However, the scheme required the assistance of the Bactrian forces...

Captain Richard Tiran opened the entrance flap of Marduk's command tent.

Tiran knew that his own men, while exceedingly skilled in these kinds of operations, would require the Bactrian's numerical support. After all, what could slightly less than 200 Special Operations Forces do against the might of a full, regular army division?

After being let in, the Captain said only two sentences.

"General Marduk, I humbly request the services of a regiment of your finest soldiers. We have a plan to cripple a division of Zarbian troops, but our numbers are insufficent."

---

Meanwhile, Tyrandis satellites detected the launch of the 200 Macabee fighters, and relayed the information to the Bactrian forces.

OOC: Actually, only 500,000 of his men left..so my attack isn't pointless at all.. in any case it also means I've advanced quite a bit.

Also, this is more IC but I'm too lazy to RP it out... however, 300,000 of my men have officially left the nation (infantry).

Legionnairres are elite mechanized infantry...like the French/Spanish Foreign Legion.

OOC: So...where exactly are all your men located?
The Tyrandis forces are surrounding the west side of the city, right?
The Harador forces are hanging around the inner city on the east side, though a bunch of my planes just blew the crap out of them. And they are bringing reinforcements from Harador I believe..?
The BitingRealitans are where?
The Swabs are approaching Zarbia City.
The Xanigall guys are where?
The Macabees are in their base, somewhere, not sure where.

Correct me if I'm wrong.

OOC:

Macabee forces

Currently:

A large Task Force near the island
5 Infantry Divisions - 100,000 men
Large Armor Concentrations
4 Foreign Legions - 40,000 men

My Foreign Legions are advancing towards the capital in order to sorround it and starve out our enemies (yea, it would be considerably difficult to logistically supply your men if I surround it). I have another large force advancing to meet Xaniqall or w/e his name is in battle. Since I believe he wont be back those men will most likely arch east and help in sorrounding the capital..which means all 100,000 men and all tanks will have sorrounded the capital... now tha I think about it..way too much...nonetheless.

My Green Berets are supporting the Bactrians, while my company of Rangers and six Pathfinder snipers are preparing to conduct operations against the Macabees.

Also, since I totally destroyed a major supply depot of yours, your men are helpless until you can setup another supply center and reestablish supply lines.

Bascially, you're running out of food, fuel, and ammunition. Troop morale is going to suffer, and mass defections are likely...

OOC: Thanks guys.

By the way, Trotzig is like a military dictator. He basically has control over Zarbia City at the moment.

IC:
"Zimler, Tersky, get in here, NOW!" yelled Borin Trotzig.

The two men stepped into his office and saluted.

"One of our major supply routes has been totally cut off. Those goddamn Tyrandis, they are doing more damage then I thought they ever could. We have one more option, one location that they could never reach." he said.

Zimler nodded, Tersky looked confused. "What location? From the south we could possibly-" started Tersky.

"No. We must fly them in from East Zarbia. None of our enemies can reach that in time and we need food and and ammo soon." interrupted Trotzig.

"Sir, what about the civilian population in Zarbia City?" asked Tersky.

There was silence for a few moments before Trotzig said "We will worry about them later. Now, make sure those supplies are flown in."

"Yessir." said the two men in unison and left the office.

"General Marduk, I humbly request the services of a regiment of your finest soldiers. We have a plan to cripple a division of Zarbian troops, but our numbers are insufficent."

Marduk didn't miss a beat. "Of course you may have a regiment. How many do you need?"

He also took note of Tyrandis' warning, and ordered another 21,000 ZF-22 Raptors for Zarbia City, which arrived a few hours later, but the Bactrians were able to hold their own against the Macabee forces. Marduk also copied the Macabee system of a dual division, splitting his regiments in half so they could refuel and have constant air control.

OOC: So...where exactly are all your men located?
The Tyrandis forces are surrounding the west side of the city, right?
The Harador forces are hanging around the inner city on the east side, though a bunch of my planes just blew the crap out of them. And they are bringing reinforcements from Harador I believe..?
The BitingRealitans are where?
The Swabs are approaching Zarbia City.
The Xanigall guys are where?
The Macabees are in their base, somewhere, not sure where.

Correct me if I'm wrong.

OOC: We are directly SW of Zarbia City, maybe 100 mi. from the capital. We've just been driven out by the Bactrians.

IC: The BitingRealitans were broken and battered. They were constantly being beaten by the Bactrians and were getting frustrated that their plans were not working.

With this in mind, Hammerfield decided to call Trotzig. "General, we need to set up a meeting and come up with a plan. The Resistence is too strong, and we need to find some way to gain the upper hand."

"sir we are ready" general cain anounced.

"very well,Let it beging then." general sturm nodded.

ooc.Im back.I only have 2,500 men in zarbia and hundred bombers.And the 2,500 men has been depleted to 1,500 men and 250 of thm are wounded.They are pretty much dead unless somebody wants to attempt a rescue mission....

Secret IC:

Tiran grinned. "I need about 2,000 soldiers, and around 50 artillery pieces.

As for our plan, remember the BitingRealian tank we captured? We've rigged it up with tons of explosives.

A Fireteam from ODA RAPIER will drive the trap to the enemy general Jeof Danz's division. The idea is that we make it seem as though we are their allies...

RAPIER will then park the bomb next to the enemy command center and escape from the camp. After they have left, we will detonate the device and then our combined forces will destroy the enemy. Shouldn't be too hard when their leader is blown to a thousand pieces..."

The haradorian fleet has sent nearly 75% of its ships to enable the invession.Harador is ready after a long time of sorting out supplies etc.

Early in the morning harador bombers comenced heavy bombing on zarbia positions unlike before and destroyed all roads, train tracks and airfields in the area.The zarbian resitence was light in the air since there radar towers were destroyed they were fighting blind.

For the moment zarbia is blind to the harador fleet due to there east cost radars been destroyed.

Jeof Danz and his men has set off from the north of the city where there was no enemy concentration. His original plan had ben to circle around behind the Bactrians and attack them. He knew this would never work so he had spoken with Trotzig quickly before leaving. The plan was set, the Bactrians would be eliminated soon. He would wait in cover until he could go further. The Commie-Killer and his men set up camp.

***

Borin Trotzig received the call from Hammerfield in his office.

"Firstly, I would like to thank you for your assistance General. Indeed we need to meet and discuss a plan of action. It will be extremely difficult for you to get into the city unless you take another route. It is up to you, sir."

***

Suddenly a great noise is heard from the eastern skies as a large number of aircraft come flying in. Their mission, to bring supplies to Zarbia City. Their origin, East Zarbia.

It appeared that Zimler and Tersky had done their job.

OOC: East Zarbia is a part of the nation that is not on that island, it is on another larger land mass.

ooc:How many troops do you have in east zarbia?Oh can one f my esteemed allies send some air support to bomb east zarbias runways.....

http://www.angelfire.com/ab7/picsonly/MuchBoardsAreaMap.GIF

East Zarbia is the area located by Ommsfark and New Provence. It is almost an enormous military base. There are little civilians there, it is where the alrgest percentage of the Zarbian Airforce is located.

TNIA operatives entrenched in Zarbia noted the sudden shift of supplies away from East Zarbia to the capital. After the RAVEN satellite network confirmed their suspicions of a newly-established transport route, the information was relayed to the Bactrian air force. As the airlifts appeared to have no support, the pilots would be shooting fish in a barrel...

Meanwhile, Predator UAV fly-bys indicated that Danz's division was entrenched in the north of the city.

After careful analysis of the photos taken by the Predator, there was a small Zarbian unit in the north-west, attempting to take recon of Bactrian positions.

---

ODA Rapier moved towards the target. After an hour of transport in a Stryker IFV, the twelve found the enemy scouting party.

Inside the Stryker, a Javelin gunner switched to the launcher's NV sight and zoomed in on the small encampment. The soldier watched as two men ate rations over a campfire.

"Target acquired. CLS armed and ready, launch in 3... 2... 1..."

A single missile flew from the vehicle, blowing the two scouts to bits. The Stryker's .50 cal then came to life, firing the deadly rounds towards the Zarbians.

Meanwhile, the other eight Green Berets infiltrated and threw thermite grenades at the tents where soldiers were resting. The flames consumed the men, leaving nothing but ashes.

To ensure that no one survived, a flurry of 40mm grenades were launched at the devastated camp from GP-8 launchers.

Rapier then fell back to the Bactrian camp, and prepared for the next mission...

OOC: Did you just attack Danz's men?

Also, Harador, attacking East Zarbia would be suicide, as the area contains tons of military personnel.

OOC: Yeah. Killed a scouting party, ensuring that Danz has no idea where my own SF are.

Secret IC:

Tiran grinned. "I need about 2,000 soldiers, and around 50 artillery pieces.

As for our plan, remember the BitingRealian tank we captured? We've rigged it up with tons of explosives.

A Fireteam from ODA RAPIER will drive the trap to the enemy general Jeof Danz's division. The idea is that we make it seem as though we are their allies...

RAPIER will then park the bomb next to the enemy command center and escape from the camp. After they have left, we will detonate the device and then our combined forces will destroy the enemy. Shouldn't be too hard when their leader is blown to a thousand pieces..."

Secret IC: Marduk grinned. "What a plan! Couldn't have done better myself." He okayed the mission immediately.

He also picked up on Tyrandisian intelligence reports of Zarbia's newest supply line. He ordered 12,000 planes to the area, and proceeded to fire at the hapless airlift. Marduk ordered them to patrol the area to ensure that the Zarbians could not get through, and also ordered 10,000 more planes to Zarbia, which arrived over an hour later.

Borin Trotzig received the call from Hammerfield in his office.

"Firstly, I would like to thank you for your assistance General. Indeed we need to meet and discuss a plan of action. It will be extremely difficult for you to get into the city unless you take another route. It is up to you, sir."

"Agreed. Which route should I take?"

Jeof Danz sits on a rock, watching as the sun begins to go down. He is a fairly easy going man, and he sits there in peace, losing himself, forgetting about war. But soon enough, there will be battle, and he might not make it alive.

***

In the city, the order for SAMs to shoot down Bactrian aircraft is given, and batteries all over the capital are put into action, knocking down enemy jets.

ooc.How many troops in east zarbia anyhow?

"Sir, looks like east zarbia is higly milteroised but with are esteemed allies there radar towers, communcations and transport system has been heavily damaged.Nothing can move and there praticly blind and deaf down there.We have sent stealth bombers to destroy those bloody airfields and with are allies keeping there fighters who may I add are only picking us up becase of patrols busy.There airfields are blind, are bombers have allready taken out there control towers and have destroyed there fuel dumps close to the airfields.So effectivly they are low on fuel and those tranports carrying material to the city and indeed there own air corps in east zarbia have nowhere to go and even if the airfields arent destroyed they wont have fuel." liutenet carl stated simply.

General sturm just smiled and awnsered " Move are fleet into position, victory is close and the end nigh."

*later that day bombers and escorts plus missiles fired from haradorian ships containing chemicals easily produced fired on zarbias mainland farming areas and food producing areas destroying many faciltys and land growing food over the main continet leaving only those near zarbias airspace where they still have air support alone those considered too risky.Also many dams wee destroyed and dangerous chemicals intrduced into zarbias main rivers.Some resistence was met at the dams from anti air guns but targets were destroyed with some casulties on haradian side.At there main dams heavy resistence was met so the stealth bombers destroyed those and it should be noted a few bombers that were heavily damaged did ram there bombers into the dams with there payload armed.They will not be forgotten.



ooc.When the war is over harador would like to have full control of east zarbia since we will take it.Are allies can have the main continet fully since im not doing much there.Perhaps harador can reach an agreement on this with are allies?Also tell me if I go too far in my posts when attacking and ill try and rectify it since im kinda new to all this.Im just presuming zarbias mainland crop areas and some dams out in the coutry side would be easy targets since zarbias air cors has been reduced and low on fuel etc.

Fireteam Bravo of RAPIER team finished their preparations. It would be a risky, dangerous mission but the men were ready to die.

Tyrandis failed the people of Zarbia once and could not defend them from fascist oppression. The Green Berets would seek redemption for the nation through the destruction of the ZFM and a restoration of democracy.

---

Captain Tiran saluted Marduk and left the tent.

After surveying the 2,000 he had under his command, Tiran went to his personal quarters and mentally prepared himself for the next day's mission...

Our organization has taken intrest in this Revolution. we too hvae been fighting an underground resistance for ages. We will gladly aid any way we can, and if you see any of our fanatics or members, do not take them t be hostile they are your freedom fighters.

ooc:Perhaps we shoul just drop a few nukes on east zarbia :lol:

The day arrived.

Fireteam Bravo of RAPIER smeared their faces with mud and painted a series of fake injuries on their bodies. Dressed in ragged BitingReality uniforms, the Green Berets looked exactly like a group of tired BitingRealian fighters.

The damaged tank trundled off towards Danz's camp...

---

A sentry quickly spotted the BitingRealian vehicle, and allowed it entry.

Although the Tyrandis soldiers tried to move the vehicle to Jeof Danz's main platform, the heavily damaged tank managed only to reach the outskirts of the infantry camp.

The Green Berets piled out of the tank, feigning wounds. Several Zarbian medical personnel put the four on stretchers, and moved them towards a makeshift hospital...

---

The lead 2nd Lt. gave the other two a signal by dropping his arm off the stretcher.

Immediately, the three Green Berets whipped out a silenced MP5 submachine gun and killed the medics.

After carefully escaping from Danz's camp, the men threw down a red smoke canister, signaling the others to detonate the bomb.

---

"I see smoke!" radioed one of the lead scouts to the main Tyrandis/Bactrian force.

"Explosives armed!" shouted Tiran, and pressed the red button on his remote detonation control.

A huge fireball erupted from where the BitingRealian tank used to be.

Tiran then ordered the fifty artillery pieces under his command to open fire. The Bactrian infantry were put on alert, and after the eigth salvo, they would rush in and kill the survivors...

IC:

To cover for the retreating infantry and tanks several MMA-C1 Albatrosse Heavy Bombers took off from three of the several aircraft carriers. The Albatrosse was slightly larger than the Tu-160 Bear, and extremely larger than the B-52 - however, it's use of a lighter constructive rib casing lowered weight, allowing it to soar up to 80,000 feet in the atmoshphere (of course, forcing my men to wear Space suits). It wasn't necessarily stealthy in any way, although it did incorporate sharp angles, other than the rounded hull of the lumbering B-52.

In any case; about ten of these lifted into the air, the opposite direction of Zarbia, and then turned. Without even entering Zarbian airspace they fired one hundred Legionatus I missiles, each missile having a dual 200kt OctaNitroCubane warhead - the strongest synthetic explosive ever used by man. They were specifically aimed for Tyrandis bases of operations around the country of Zarbia, picked up by reconaissance aircraft, and patrols during the infantry advance.

The Macabee Empire would be making several such bombing raids, even if Zarbia fell.

OOC:

I have less than 180 operatives in Zarbia, with about 1/4 of them currently engaging Zarbian troops.

My base of operations is the Bactrian camp and assorted stockpiles of ammunition and fuel in the wilderness, meaning that recon aircraft are pretty useless. I'll admit they'll pick up on a few scattered outposts though.

IC:

The explosives burst throughout the wilderness where the Tyrandis Rangers maintained stockpiles of ammunition and supplies. About 25% of the SF's outposts were totally annihilated, with another 3% damaged.

“I got the bastard now…” whispered the Pathfinder as he trained his sniper rifle on a Macabee soldier. The Tyrandis soldier pulled the trigger, and watched with satisfaction as his victim slumped to the ground. As he began to return to the outpost, he found it destroyed. The area of operations where the Tyrandis SOF was attacking from was wiped out.

The Rangers and Pathfinders, having lost their supplies, cease attacks and return to the Bactrian base. Five Rangers were hit by shrapnel and debris from the explosions, and were subsequently evacuated by Stryker to the main base. From there, one Shadowhawk medevac brought the soldiers back to the Tyrandis mainland.

As the fighting continued, several Chinook helicopters brought in 425 Patriot-II Anti-Missile Systems to Zarbia, for use against any further strikes by the Macabees.

OOC: I should warn you that Patriot IIs are utterly useless against SS-N-19s (which are naval missiles, so doesn't really matter) and most other modern Russian missiles, including the AS-19 Koala, which is what my Legionatus I is. The only effective anti-missile system is the S-500.

IC:

RADAR had caught several largescale aerial movements off pings coming into Zarbia. Simple Zarbian small scale reconaissance could prove it was Tyrandian Chinooks bringing in.. they said missiles. Most likely something to hit the Spanish fleet, or protect from the Spanish fleet. Didn't matter... the Macabee Navy would do something about it.

The Zarbian island was rather small, and sort of narrow - at least in terms of missile range. Consequently, most of the island was easily accessible to Macabee naval missiles, making it increasingly easy to fire on incoming enemy troops.

The Macabees had done a sort of effective counter fire against Tyrandian men, destroying some supply bases, but nothing really effective. In fact, a single Macabee soldier had been killed by a sniper, which in fact brought in immediate 155mm Chevalier Self Propelled artillery saturation fire on the area the bullet originated from.

All the more, the Macabees proceeded against their next targets. The Bactrians were a major player in this war, and the Macabees would do their best to hinder the Bactrian operatives from doing much against the Zarbian fascist. Consequently, two of the larger battleships, as well as six missile boats - freshly supplied with missiles - opened fire on the Bactrian camp with 300 MAAM Cruise Missile Ausf. B. These missiles hadn't been used yet in the Zarbian war, and were considerably different from their Ausf. A counterpart. They made use of a 800kg OctaNitroCubane warhead, as well as ramjet propulsion, allowing it to go farther, and at Mach 2.5. Thus, making it impossible for a Patriot II to have anything above a 5% hit chance.

Furthermore, something had to be done about those missiles. So without further wait reconaissance jets made sure to keep an eye out for the missile transfer - and be prepared to blow it to pieces as it was set up. Thus, the recon jet gave a constant databurst feedback to the Task Force, and upon the missile's arrival to the ground more missiles were launched. (OOC: I don't know if you're setting them up at seperate points..if you are, then this is an attack on only one of those points... so, it won't be as effective as taking them all out...but that doesn't mean I'll proceed to take the other ones out too later on). Another 30 MAAM Cruise Missile Ausf. Bs homed into the Tyrandis missiles, recently re-supplied into the nation.

OOC: ALSO, an effective anti-missile system requires some sort of advanced RADAR..something you don't have in Zarbia...because it would be the size of a small building- and It would be one of my prime targets..and easy at that, because of it's size. There's not much you can do about my missiles, unless you want to engage me directly with naval or air assets - which I would gladly blow up for you :lol: .

OOC: :shock: THAT'S what the Legionatus is?

I thought it was just a conventional airlaunched missile with a better warhead. In that case, disregard my earlier post about sending in Patriot IIs.

Hmmm... What about the THEL or Arrow systems? I'm quite sure they should be advanced enough to deal with a missile that was cancelled in 1992 :lol:

OOC: :shock: THAT'S what the Legionatus is?

I thought it was just a conventional airlaunched missile with a better warhead. In that case, disregard my earlier post about sending in Patriot IIs.

Hmmm... What about the THEL or Arrow systems? I'm quite sure they should be advanced enough to deal with a missile that was cancelled in 1992 :lol:

OOC:

Well, it was only cancelled because of lack of funds by the Russian military - as well as the completion of other missiles..namely the Topol-M...10,000 km range.

I'm not totally familiar with the THEL or Arrow systems..perhaps you could fill me in...

For all those who don't know what the following terminology is btw:

OctaNitroCubane: Recently synthesized explosive, invented in the University of Chigago. 25% more effective than what modern militaries use. The only nation's on NS that use it are me and the guy who plays South Africa in WWXIII.

Ramjet: I can't really explain it... just makes what it powers go from Mach 2.5 to Mach 6. I use it for everything..although for smaller projectiles I use scramjet.

*Incoming transmission, security code omega.*

"All forces of harador except kauyon force are to immediatly head back to harador and go to assigned positions.Force Kauyon is to immediatly start speacial operations in zarbia.This is a prioty one message."

The message went through the task force quickly.Someting was definitlyhappening and the news from harador was bad.Thousands of refuges were been forced to extend sturms line stretching the whole country now.It consisted of a huge network of trenches and gun nests with artillery positions down it etc.It stretched the whole costline just a bit away from the actual cost lines.

And the orther lines were been outfited as well making a vast defensive position out of harador.Trouble was brewing....

Later that day force kauyon deployed in zarbia near it main force of allies.

It consists of:

5,000 pieces of heavy armour.

5,000 storm troopers mounted in armour.

2,500 penal legion troops[scum taken from haradors prison and giving a choice, fight and if they win a battle worhy of rememberence there cleared of there past doings.These are die hards who have 3 choices fight and win there freedom, die to the enemy or haradors troops, rot back in prison for there lives...]

2,500 regulars.

And an assortment of long range artillery pieces and anti air missiles.These are deployed with the bactricians so are safe in there air region....

ooc:Lets face it zarbia has fallen pretty much.Its work force the backbone of the country has starved to death and many more starving.Its infrastructure bombed to hell and its miltary now undersupplied and facing the same fate as every orther zarbian.So I propose diplomatic talks to take hold to end this conflict in a way that suits everyone.

Oh and zarbias main city has been bombed to hell at least on the outskirts so its troops are probly pretty worn out as well and sick of this war. :wink:

OOC: Zarbia hasn't fallen. No way. We still have tons of supplies constantly being flown in from East Zarbia and we have strong leadership.

Danz and a group of 25 men had been scouting out farther ahead for area to settle in. As they headed back to camp, they saw a large tank stationed near the beginning of the tents. He saw soldiers step out and his eyes widened.

"They let them in? What the hell? My orders were strictly, do not let anyone in."

He rushed back to camp with his men. He found his second in command, Kevler and questioned him. "What the hell do you think you're doing? What were my orders, soldier?"

"But sir..they were wounded.." began Kevler.

"Do we look like a goddamn hospital? We barely have enough supplies for ourself, you should have sent them to the main city." Danz said and walked away with disgust. He might as well check on this so called wounded soldiers.

As he entered the medic's tent, he gasped as he saw personnel in white gear lying dead on the ground. As he bent down, he saw a small badge with Bactrian insignia on it on the ground. Oh shit.. he thought and ran out of the tent.

"KEVLER! THE TANK, GODDAMNIT, THE TANK!!" he hollered at the top of his lungs.

Kevler turned around and suddenly a large explosion rocked the area as the tank exploded.

Danz dove for the ground as shrapnel whistled and flew around him. He was one lucky son of a bitch, and he knew it. The Commie-Killer got up quickly and ran for his tent screaming, "Weapons ready, everyone, weapons ready!"

Danz reached his tent. He grabbed his submachine gun and a two way radio.

"Trotzig, Trotzig, are you there?" he said desperately.

No answer.

"Trotzig, you bastard. If you can hear me, we are under attack. We need back up, I repeat, we need back up. Reinforcements!" He yelled and left the tent, off to fight the enemy.

***

As Trotzig stepped back into his office he heard "back up. Reinforcements!" It was Danz.

OOC: God, I'm not even going to guess how bad that post was. Sorry guys, I'm just out of it today.

Macabee reconaissance which had been patrolling the skies since day 1 of the war had an incredibly easy time seeing these largescale movements made by Harador. Coordinates were accurately sent to the task force which prepared its next bombing run. It looked like Harador's troops were attempting to hook up with the main allied base - the Macabees would get them before anything of the sort happened.

Immediately, missile boats (posted in my last post yesterday) opened fire on the Harador armored groups with two thousand MAAM Cruise Missile Ausf. Bs - each armed with OctaNitroCubane (800kg by the way), and propelled by ramjet allowing it to run at Mach 2.5. West Zarbia would soon change into a field of burnt out tank chassis.

The infantry were hit with very different missiles. They were hit by much smaller MAAM Cruise Missiles Ausf. A - much smaller, slower, however with a much better HE round. Although the Ausf. Bs were not able to be effected by Patriot IIs, or Is, these were, although quite limited. However, Zarbia's enemies had set up no RADAR positioning during the war, there making Patriot systems or any other type of system quite ineffectual.

OOC: I've had to try to post this three times already..damn forums :shock:

OOC: Macabees, most of my supplies/men are right around Zarbia City (re: they're in use)...I did have a base at Ofen but there's not much left there so an attack is pointless. Also, I do have a very big air force and naval contingent...so it's not like you can just barge in there.

Secondly, to be honest, I don't really like all this use of cruise missiles...I know it's modern but I'd rather have everything decided on the battlefield, not everything just simply blown up. I'll accept this for now, though.

IC: Marduk immediately got word that Macabeee missiles had destroyed the Bactrian base at Ofen. He squirmed a little, but remembered that he is using most of his equipment anyway, so the damage was little.

OOC: I don't have the time to do major land movements...plus my missile attacks should pause for long times...I do have to re-supply (which will be most likely the rest of this weekend).

The Swabodavian humvees approached the city, soldiers armed to the teeth and prepared for war. The slowed as they saw foreign soldiers, definitely not Zarbian and waited.

Commander Legan sat in the lead humvee, wondering what he should do. They had taken longer than expected to travel to Zarbia City, and if he did not act fast, the soldiers attacking Zarbia would attack him.

"Captain Lefter, take your humvee over to them but fly a white flag and do not show weapons. Speak to them, tell them of what we are here to do. Zarbia will come crashing down." he said over a two-way radio.

Captain Lefter's humvee edged forwards and turned towards the Bactrians, a rifle with a white cloth tied to it sticking out of the window. Lefter breathed hard, for he did not know what could happen next..

OOC: I don't have the time to do major land movements...plus my missile attacks should pause for long times...I do have to re-supply (which will be most likely the rest of this weekend).

OOC: My bad then...I don't know very much about military technology (especially concerning missiles) and I just thought you were simply going to send missiles ad naseum...regardless, I'm using most of my supplies and men at Zarbia City (restock as I go, since Bactria is close to Zarbia) so you wouldn't have hit much.

Although, to make something clear: please, no nukes. Thanks.

The Zarbians had been hiding out for days when they saw the Swabs arrive. They knew the Swabs, they had sent government officials to Zarbia before to discuss the construction of a Swabodavian embassy in the capital. A few spies had been lurking near the Bactrian camp for a few days, and they saw the Swabodavian humvee enter the camp. Words were exchanged between the driver of the humvee and what appeared to be a Bactrian official. The Bactrian official went deeper into the camp and brought the Swab with him. After a few minutes they came back out, the two men shook hands and the Swab left in the humvee.

The spies slowly went back to camp and reported what happened.

OOC: Yea, nukes just plain suck.

OOC: True, you're getting supplies flown in from the East, but the Bactrian fighters are intercepting them, even with the ground SAMs knocking out a few.

Aside from that, the workforce is starving, meaning that once Zarbia runs out of supplies, you're down to using a few diehard veterans with crappy equipment.

Leadership might be good, but what can you do with great leaders who have no men to lead?

Oh and Macabees: The THEL and Arrow systems are both joint ventures of Israel/USA and are pretty much the latest in ballistic missile defense tech. I think Arrow uses a standard high explosive to disable the round with a scramjet engine, while THEL is a laser system.

IC:

The shells from the borrowed artillery continued to fall on Danz's camp.

Lead elements of FOIL watched as armor and troop barracks burst apart. The blast shockwaves rattled their binoculars, although the scouts continued to scan for any possible threats.

One of the Tyrandis SF followed Jeof Danz with his optics. It was evident that the initial bombing failed to kill him, but no matter. He would die soon enough from the infantry attack.

After the eighth salvo finished, teams SABER and EPEE ordered the Bactrian infantry forward, one platoon at a time.

Five 40mm grenades fired from FOIL blasted apart the MG tower, allowing for the Bactrians to enter the Zarbian camp.

The combined forces moved into the area, shooting down Zarbian troops as they tried to ready their arms. Unfortunately, several managed to do so, and killed 28 Bactrian soldiers and 3 Tyrandis SF.

Captain Tiran and his team moved in with the others. As they rounded a corner of the warzone, Tiran noticed the silhouette of Danz firing on the Bactrians.

"Team, hold!" he ordered, then motioned to the lead Green Beret. "Our orders are to kill or capture Danz. Preferably, central command would like the man alive, so flash the SOB," pointing at the Zarbian.

The soldier flashed a thumbs-up, and threw a flashbang at the general. After the blinding effects took hold, the SF watched Danz fire wildly into the air, and subsequently run out of ammunition.

SABER team moved in and incapacitated Danz with a swift rifle butt to the face, before moving him off to the Bactrian base for interrogation.

Danz turned around and saw some of the Tyrandis cease fire. He knew what they were doing, he was next. It was time to go to plan D, which has worked countless times before. He quickly ran into the objective tent and knocked over some boxes. He scrambled under the boxes and waited there. Moments later "Danz" left the tent and began firing upon the Green Berets. Suddenly something made a mini explosion in front of him and gas blinded him, he dropped his weapon and stumbled about. He felt something hard hit his face and he slowly lost all conciousness.

Back in the tent, Danz maintained his calm. It seemed they had captured his decoy (you don't know this) and he was safe...for the moment.

***

A rumbling began in the west, and over a hill came a large force. Just when Zarbia City's hopes were failing, here comes relief. 50,000 Zarbians and a group of 300 tanks had finally come to deal with this threat. They pulled up a few miles behind the Bactrian and Tyrandis camp and went straight for the attack. 30 tanks were ordered to pound heavy fire onto the camp. They began firing their large cannons and watched the destruction they caused. 20,000 soldiers were mobilized forward to deal with the oncoming Bactrians.

SABER team hustled their captive to the waiting Stryker IFV, where they transported Danz to the Bactrian camp.

As they approached the camp, Tiran decided to take a look at how the Commie-Killer was doing...

He gasped. It wasn't Danz at all. (remember, the Captain is a veteran of the 1st war, and knows Danz from the fighting then)

"God damn." he cursed, and drew his Mac-10 PDW, killing the captive.

---

FOIL surveyed the blasted camp. Craters from the initial shelling scarred the casing-ridden landscape.

The Zarbians under Danz were totally defeated by the Bactrian/Tyrandis forces, and those who made the wise decision of surrender were being moved to the prison camps.

Total casualties for the combined forces were relatively light; 3 wounded SF and one dead for Tyrandis, and 28 soldiers KIA with another 48 WIA for the Bactrians. Unfortunately, the 3 wounded SF fighters lost limbs and could not continue action. They were transported via Shadowhawk back to the mainland for recovery.

But then again, they were a small price to pay for the destruction of a full division.

FOIL's leader received orders from Tiran to completely demolish the base, due to the missing Danz.

After the captive Zarbians were separated and allowed to return home after seizing their arms, the ammunition stockpiles of the camp were used as a makeshift demolition device.

Several HE rounds from the Stryker MGS caused a chain reaction with the ammo dumps, cooking off the bullets and explosives to result in the immolation of Danz's camp.

---

At the sight of the oncoming Zarbian troops, the Ranger teams scrambled into action, and after informing Marduk of the offensive, moved out to conduct operations against the threat.

"Armor target spotted..." whispered one of the Rangers, aiming his ICARUS AT launcher at the enemy tank. "CLS system engaged, top attack ready..."

The missile flew from the launcher, accelerating to 25,000 feet before smashing into the Zarbian tank. The Ranger grinned as he watched the tank explode into a flurry of shrapnel, slicing into the infantry that accompanied it.

One by one, the Ranger teams moved in the shadows, holding off the attack until the Bactrian forces could mount a counter-strike...

The bombing by the enemy had caused considerble casultys in the haradorian force with hundreds dead and many more wounded.The force had sphread out on its way to the main line and even more so after the bombing started.Later that day harador started to commence its own little missile strikes on those gun boats in the water launching the task forces considerable amount of long range missiles at the gun boat force.Also hunter subs started to pathrol the routes to Macabee.

Stealth bombers were also launched just before the task force left for home bombing radar towers on the east coast of zarbia aided by missile strikes from the haradian fleet.

ooc.Zarbias infrastructure is dying so even if you can bearly supply your miltary your country cant support anyting else or its peaple which means supply stop getting made and basicly your country goes apart :twisted:

The bombing by the enemy had caused considerble casultys in the haradorian force with hundreds dead and many more wounded.The force had sphread out on its way to the main line and even more so after the bombing started.Later that day harador started to commence its own little missile strikes on those gun boats in the water launching the task forces considerable amount of long range missiles at the gun boat force.Also hunter subs started to pathrol the routes to Macabee.

Stealth bombers were also launched just before the task force left for home bombing radar towers on the east coast of zarbia aided by missile strikes from the haradian fleet.

ooc.Zarbias infrastructure is dying so even if you can bearly supply your miltary your country cant support anyting else or its peaple which means supply stop getting made and basicly your country goes apart :twisted:

Back around the Task Force the ASW perimeter had caught several submurged submarines around there on the SONAR, as well as catching several long range cruise missiles incoming on RADAR. The submerged subs were going to be extremely easy to deal with however; immediately put into action were four Submarine Raiders, built exlusively for the purpose, however, not used recently in a war(OOC: used in WWXIII; extremely powerful).

Consequently, these four naval vessels fired a total of four cluter anti-submarine missiles - meaning, a 500kg depth charge missile, bursting into smaller warheads, increasing rate hit accuracy, and saturation ratings. It was expected that most of the enemy submarines would be destroyed; however military analysis weren't present, so Macabee captains were unsure.

For the missiles, they would do some damage - however Praetorian III, and Praetorian IV counter measures flared up, catching 90% of these incoming cruise missiles (S-400, and S-500 respectively: 90% accuracy). No doubt that some hit.

One missile boat, was hit by eight altogether - it sank in a couple of seconds. Other casualties included: 3 other missile boats, 2 cruisers, and about 5 patrol boats.

Re-supply was about halfway done... extreme replies would be done.

OOC:

Have you guys gotten messages about a cease-fire? or a possible agreement? Roman Empire, he called himself?

OOC: The Bactrians, BitingReality and RomeW are all nations I have created- I've just decided that each would take on seperate paths (and thus should be treated as completely independent states). I hope that clears up any possible confusion.

Anyway, the peace talks won't be taking place for about another week since I won't be online until then.

Haradors fleet is in harador waters close to shores protected by haradian defenses and a considerble amount of firepower from ground based secret missile silos are ready to destroy anyting that enters there range.The fleet is ready to engage targets and so is the airforce.

harador would though like to talk peace since I have no real interest in this war anymore.

OOC: Mostly Zarbia City is screwed, the rest of the nation is doing alright.

Danz's camp was on fire and the Zarbian hero was trapped under a burning tent support beam. He screamed in pain as his skin was scorched and he could not move. He lay there yelling in pain for a few more minutes before he finally passed out. That was the end of the Commie Killer.

OOC: I don't know what I'm going to do with my reinforcements, seeing as Bactrian forces will not be active for a week.

The reinforcements from the west continued bombarding the Tyrandis and Bactrian camp, causing heavy damage and many casualties.

OOC: Mostly Zarbia City is screwed, the rest of the nation is doing alright.

Danz's camp was on fire and the Zarbian hero was trapped under a burning tent support beam. He screamed in pain as his skin was scorched and he could not move. He lay there yelling in pain for a few more minutes before he finally passed out. That was the end of the Commie Killer.

OOC: I don't know what I'm going to do with my reinforcements, seeing as Bactrian forces will not be active for a week.

The reinforcements from the west continued bombarding the Tyrandis and Bactrian camp, causing heavy damage and many casualties.

OOC: Mostly Zarbia City is screwed, the rest of the nation is doing alright.

Danz's camp was on fire and the Zarbian hero was trapped under a burning tent support beam. He screamed in pain as his skin was scorched and he could not move. He lay there yelling in pain for a few more minutes before he finally passed out. That was the end of the Commie Killer.

OOC: I don't know what I'm going to do with my reinforcements, seeing as Bactrian forces will not be active for a week.

The reinforcements from the west continued bombarding the Tyrandis and Bactrian camp, causing heavy damage and many casualties.

Haradors fleet is in harador waters close to shores protected by haradian defenses and a considerble amount of firepower from ground based secret missile silos are ready to destroy anyting that enters there range.The fleet is ready to engage targets and so is the airforce.

harador would though like to talk peace since I have no real interest in this war anymore.

OOC: You specifically sent submarines to probe my ASW perimeter..so I counter fired...don't start changing your movements now.

Missile silos wont do much btw...all I have to do is set up an ASW perimeter some 800km from your ASW perimeter..meaning maybe some 1,600km from your shoreline altogether and open an opening bash on your ASW perimeter..and just move closer and fire missiles at the same time, slowly rolling through whatever navy you have.

There's more tactics in missiles than most people think.

ooc:My main fleet was retreating those subs want intended for your fleet rather to hunt the waters for convoys and not very well armed ones at that :wink:

well you seem to know your missile buisness anyhowharador does want out of this war or do we just continue to trade blows with each orther which admittedly you might win but probly get a pretty bloody nose for your hard work :wink:

OOC: Okay...I'm back online, and will be from today until Tuesday. So the peace talks can commence. I'll just assume that everyone's already sent delegates, since all of you agreed to the talks.

IC: Rufus Modena sat in a boardroom upstairs in the Roman Imperium Parliament waiting for all the delegates to arrive. The response to the peace proposals was overwhelming, and all parties agreed to show up.

After several minutes, all the delegates arrived on time. They were very serious, especially the Haradorian delegate, so Modena figured they all wanted the fighting to stop.

"Okay, this is how it will work. All of you will get half an hour (OOC: one whole post, as long as you want) to discuss your position, then, once everyone is finished, we will talk amongst each other to see if we can establish some middle ground. I will moderate these talks, so if you have any questions, please ask.

Who wants to go first?"

(OOC: Please identify yourselves- even if it is just OOC- before you state your side. Thanks)

OOC: Okay...I'm back online, and will be from today until Tuesday. So the peace talks can commence. I'll just assume that everyone's already sent delegates, since all of you agreed to the talks.

IC: Rufus Modena sat in a boardroom upstairs in the Roman Imperium Parliament waiting for all the delegates to arrive. The response to the peace proposals was overwhelming, and all parties agreed to show up.

After several minutes, all the delegates arrived on time. They were very serious, especially the Haradorian delegate, so Modena figured they all wanted the fighting to stop.

"Okay, this is how it will work. All of you will get half an hour (OOC: one whole post, as long as you want) to discuss your position, then, once everyone is finished, we will talk amongst each other to see if we can establish some middle ground. I will moderate these talks, so if you have any questions, please ask.

Who wants to go first?"

(OOC: Please identify yourselves- even if it is just OOC- before you state your side. Thanks)