NationStates Jolt Archive

((OOC: If you're interested, TG me or leave a message here. I want to know what role you would intend to take in this. This takes place in 1975 - 1976, during the Anti-Royalist revolution in Avadria. I'm really just trying to get some more focus on the nations past and what have you.))

It was a dark, cold, morning in the Aufsatz province of Avadria. The sound of rain could be heard pattering the windows in the town of Sudostberg. The streets were cluttered with debris from the short battle the day before between the Northern Revolutionary Army and guards of the North Avadrian Strategic Armory. The Revolutionary Army had taken the guards by suprise and after a breif but vicious fight, gained control of the understaffed facility. Their victory greatly increased the potential of their cause. They now had access to numerous tanks, helicopters, and weapons.

A lone tank, followed by an unmarked truck, trundled across the wet grass south of the town. Their radios blared the message of their leader, Francis Beliam. "Today is a great day for our cause!" He shouted, filling his men with even more hope. "Today we begin our great crusade against the oppresive monarchy. Look around you... do you see the greatness that our revered Emperor has brought us?" He questioned, his voice filled with sarcasm. "No, there is nothing! All the Imperial Family has brought us is oppression..." The speech continued, filling the vehicles with Beliam's message.

The tank continued on until it approached a small thicket near the road. It rolled across towards it and stopped, the turret turning to face any oncoming traffic. Out of the truck came twenty men, each of them carrying a section of camoflauge netting. Soon the tank was draped and prepared for an ambush. The men from the truck scrambeled into the trees. Some set up machine-guns, the others lay in wait with rocket propelled grenade launchers and assault rifles. They knew the Royalists would be coming.

A convoy of trucks from Armeegruppe North, Feldgruppe N-376 rolled along the muddy, dirt road that would take them to Sudostberg. The trucks bucked and swayed with each change in the road, taking their passangers on an uncomfortable ride.

"Hey Miles..." One of the soldiers said, nudging another with his elbow. "I heard they took over the NASA, I can't believe they're saying this is going to be easy..." Miles nodded, wishing his compatriots would keep their morbid thoughts to themselves. Certainly it would be an easy fight, that's what the officers said, they certainly wouldn't lie. The army would move in and crush the rebellion within the day.

Miles took off his glasses and wiped the moisture from the lenses. He sighed and looked down the assault rifle between his legs. Miles had never been in combat but had been training for it since he was young. Although he never excelled in the youth groups, it was his duty to the Emperor to serve. His plan had originally been to work in buisness, but he first had his two years to serve.

The truck of Gewehrgruppe N-37629 rolled along in silence. The men occasionally gazing up at one another or to their NCO, Unteroffizer Geim. UO Geim was stern, serious, yet kind hearted man. He had been in the service since he was 25 and earned his place as a respected soldier.

"15 minutes until we disembark" Geim shouted to his men. He sighed and leaned against the back of the cab.

Suddenly the quiet sound of rain and the rumbling of engines was broken by a fierce crash. Instictively the men leapt out and scrambeled to the ditch. From there posistion they could see a smoldering truck that had been hit. Another crash rang out sending an empty truck into flames. The men could now see source of the bangs. A large Panzer Mk. 5 tank could be seen, crudely covered in camo netting.

"What the hell's going on!?" One of the Avadrians shouted. Another bang rang out, kicking up a large cloud of dirt. "Isn't that one of ours!?"

Gewehrgruppe N-37621 could be seen creeping up the side of the hill towards the tank. One of the men raised an anti-tank weapon and aimed at the turret. He fired, the rocket the slamming into the tanks turret. The man hit the dirt and loaded another round. He clambered up and darted past the tank, trying to get a shot at its rear. However a burst of automatic fire from the woods took him down.

The tank accelerated forward, out of it's fortified posistion and headed for the mass of soldiers. One of the men against the hill attempted to run and grab the anti-tank weapon but was also shot from behind the trees.