NationStates Jolt Archive

At about 7:05 AM this morning, over five dozen terrorists operating under the organization "Black Cell", took a city block in The Red City, Witzgall's capitol, hostage.

There are over 120 different hostages that recon has photographs of, including small children and elderly people.

Special Forces are trying to get as close as they can to the terrorists, but they are heavily armed with military-grade firearms, including anti-tank rockets and heavy machine guns, as well as standard assault rifles and assorted small arms.

All of the terrorists are wearing a black spade insignia on their left arm, which Witzgallian Officials are guessing that these men show loyalty to the former nation of The Black Spades, which once was home to millions of terrorist organizations who were against Witzgall's government policies.

The men swear that if their demands, which are listed below, are not met, they will detonate the entire city block as well as other unknown buildings they have rigged with C4 and other hazardous explosives. They also threaten to kill one hostage every hour until their demands are met, and they tell negotiators they have set up biological agents throughout the city and will set them off.

Most of the men are wearing black balaclavas with Nomex shatterproof lenses, carrying WP and fragmentation grenades, and kevlar vests. They are also wearing assault boots and other Special Forces gear and trademark clothing, which frightens Witzgallian Police and Special Ops.

The terrorists' will not give their names.

Their demands are as follow:

$4.75 trillion dollars wired to a nondisclosed-at-this-time offshore bank, via wire transfer.
Freedom of Persecution
A no-questions-asked flight on several Boeing 747s to an undisclosed location.
Two signed documents from the Fuhrer stating that he will disarm his nuclear arsenal.
Two signed documents from the Secretary of Documentation of the Government conferming said disarmament of arsenal.
The unconditional release of three hundred and six Phorian nationals, who are being held for the murder of six hundred civilians last year.


The terrorists also "promise" to add more demands as they fight for their cause.

RECENT RECON PHOTOS FROM SPECIAL FORCES UNITS 7,8, AND 11.

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One of the terrorists watching as a civilian truck pulls up to the block this morning. The driver was dragged out of the truck and the goods were set afire.

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Three of the terrorists inside on of the blocks' numerous small food stores, talking to a news camera.

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A Witzgallian Spec Ops Sniper Team moving into position two blocks away

The nation of Shiznayo does not condone terrorist actions but they do seem to have some valid points. Shiznayo does believe that nuclear arms lead to nothing but death and destruction. I believe you should immediatly stop making nuclear arms and dismantle the ones you have. As for the three hundred and six Phorian nationals, you may send them to Shiznayo. Reassure the terrorists that they will be safe. They will be kept in a secure government building and will be sent back to your country after this is done and you have decided what to do. We urge you to stop making nuclear arms and sign the documents immediatly. Not for the terrorists, but for your people's sake.

One of the Special Operatives, Staff Seargent Frederick Luminowski of Unit 12, walks up to the road block about half a block away from the hostages and terrorists.

He picks up a large loudspeaker and begins speaking towards the terrorists, who look at him in confusion.

"Hello! We have recieved word from the Fuhrer that the generous nation of Shiznayo will allow your comrades, the Phorian nationals, to come to their land! They will be in good hands, we assure you! Do you accept?" shous Luminowski.

One of the terrorists turns around and grabs a young woman, age around 22, by her long blonde hair. She screams in pain.

He pushes her heavily onto the street and fires four rounds from his M4 into her body.

"NO! UNCONDITIONAL RELEASE!" shouts the terrorist.

The terrorist then fires five or six more rounds into the sky and points at Luminowski.

"NEXT ONE DIE IN ONE HOUR!" he shouts.

Upon seeing the death on live T.V. back at Shiznayo, all government officials relize this is serious. The leader of Shiznayo, Pierce Rhubee, has decided to fly to the area of choas and try to reason with the terrorists. 10 special forces soldiers, 2 of the best peace neogitiators and supplies of kevlar vests, M-16's and a box of flash grenades, along with the leader, all take off in a blackhawk helicopter, along with 6 other escorts. The leader will be behind a riot shield of reinforced steel and the special force soldiers will be right next to him.

From a transmitter in blackhawk copter: I'll be arriving shortly. I'll land 2 miles away from the blocks in danger. I will negotiate with them. Tell them I understand thier pain. I will not hurt any of them.

Once again Staff Seargent Luminowski rushes over to the roadblock, this time swearing under his breath at this ridiculous hazing by his "co workers".

He slings his AN-94 over his back and grabs his loudspeaker and begins speaking, huffing breaths in.

"Listen! The leader of Shiznayo, Pierce Rhubee, is flying into Witzgall as I talk to you now! He will negotiate with you!"

The terrorist looks at the Staff Seargent again, and looks once more to find a victim. He signals to his comrade to come to him immediatly, and his comrade hurries over.

His team mate grabs a pack of cigarettes out of behind his kevlar vest and hands his comrade one. The terrorists nod to each other and point to one of the rooves before facing away from the Staff Seargent and discussing something in an odd language, possibly Phorian.

Just as the copter was nearing Witzgall, about 40 minutes away, one of the special forces, Mitzguel Quork, is begining to feel nervous about having the leader of Shiznayo so close to the terrorists. Him and Rhubee have a large discussion, and he finally convinces Rhubee to bring along a gas mask and to have all the special forces to circle around Rhubee and the peace talkers. The nation is now in the clearing and from the clear view in the Blackhawk, they can obviously see where the carnage is. The helicopter lands about 2 miles away.

Radio transmission: I'm now in the nation. I will need an escort to pick me and the forces up. I'm about to miles away from the terrorists.

Staff Seargent Luminowski, now happy to get away from the terrorists, and his comrade Master Gunnery Seargent Alex Nuviski hop into their two unmarked black HUMMVs and drive towards the landed blackhawk inside the city, which is landed right in the middle of Black Fields Park.

They arrive quickly, and all of the Special Forces pile in. The leader of Shiznayo sits in the passenger seat of Alex's Hummer. They begin to slowly pull towards the crisis area.

All of the sudden, gunfire erupts from all sides. Luminowski grabs his AN-94 and begins firing at the rooftops, which are now host to over 15 terrorists with 12.7mm heavy machine guns and G3A3s. 7.62mm rounds pierce the truck and hit the four Special Forces that were in the back of the two Hummers.

Alexi jumps out and begins firing at full automatic with his M16, and is quickly shot and downed by a 12.7mm round to the chest.

The leader of Shiznayo ducks down in his seat as an intense firefight rages through the street. Many of the Witzgallian Special Operatives rush towards the site and begin firing upon the terrorists from the barricades.

The leader of Shiznayo is shot by four 7.62mm rounds, right into the chest.

"SHIT!" shouts Luminowski.

The Shiznayo Special Forces try to kill as many terrorists as possible while they rush the downed leader away. The two peace negotiators are shot by 12.7mm fire.

Three terrorists suddenly appear in a house window. They load a rocket into a Witzgallian AT-4 anti-tank weapon, and they fire at the Hummers. One explodes, and quickly flips. The truck lands on the leader of Shiznayo.

[ooc= Er, I dunno how you got 5 other blackhawks into my capitol, but they would've been shot down by AA fire. So that post is not right.]

[Therefor that last post is ignored.]

OOC: Blah. Right. OK, gotta think of something new. Bear with me..... :headbang:

[Okay...]

"FUCKEN BITCHES!!!" Pierce screams. He pulls off his shirt to reveal a kevlar vest. The bullet is visibly stopped in it. His left arm is burned by fire. He sees a small opening inbetween the flipped humvee. He quickly crawls out and finds a nearby M-16.
"YOU IDIOTS!! I OFFERED YOU PEACE AND YOU GAVE ME VIOLENCE!!!!" He begins firing at anyone in a black mask he can. He is quite accurate, hitting 6 terrorists, 4 of which were visible headshots. The other 6 escort helicopters pilots heard gun fire and took off. 3 were loaded with 10 special units and the other 3 had supplies such as flash grenades and gas masks, along with ammo and M-16 rifles. They take off. About halfway to the turmoil, 4 of the the copters were hit with AA fire. 2 of them were loaded with special forces units. They attempt to jump out. 9 of the 20 survive the fall. All the rest are injured but able to continue. The other two are hit and are downed quickly. 6 of the 9 units survived the heavy fire coming at them, mostly due to good body armour. They manage to salvage one crate, containing gas masks. They run the other mile to the fighting. They see pierce, injured by fire and bullets, pinned down behind a flipped humvee.
"Are you okay sir?" One of them asks.
"I'm burned and shot in the right arm, but nothing too serious yet. Just take care of the threat here. This is what you trained to do." Pierce, escorted by the soldiers, run into a building. They are confronted by 4 terrorists and 7 hostages. The special units fire a few rounds into 3 of the terrorists faces. They shoot the other one numerous times in the chest, knocking him back and giving them a chance to kill him.
"Check this building for explosives and poison." Pierce orders the units.
"I found a C4, disarming it............damn..... Okay, it's safe now." Just then, a terrorist jumps into the room with the forces.....


OOC: There we go. That's better. Remember, I did have 6 other escorts.... Post 5

After the rescue of the leader of Shiznayo, the terrorists are alarmed.

Six terrorists escort fourteen little children out into the middle of the street. All fourteen of the children have small grey canisters secured to their chest. Each canister has six white wires running from the canister to a small black box on the childrens' backs. The four terrorists walk behind all fourteen children, hitting small blue buttons on the boxes. Each canister beeps, and then a 96 hour timer that was secured to the canister begins counting down.

"Test number one. You have fourteen small children, all holding canisters with around 16 ounces of a gas called "Yumin Oxitrakin". That amount of this stuff can kill 10 million people nationwide. Now multiply that disaster by 14. I think you get my point." says one of the terrorists as he stops behind the last child.

The special forces teams watch in horror as the children cry and weep.

"Now...we have yet to receive a single god-forsaken demand. We want our money, we want our freedom. We want less weapons of mass destruction. We want our comrades to be freed from your prisons of hell and torment. Do so now, or we will release the biotoxin in just two days. Maybe less. As of now, you have 4 days." he continues.

The streetlights come on. It is past 10:00PM.

"I forbid any more of these pathetic "negotiators" of peace to come in and stop this ordeal. If they do, more people die. They will keep dying. Death is iminent for these folks. Unless we get our damn demands!" he shouts.

The operatives and regular military personell watch in fear as the terrorists drag the children back into the large theatre complex from which they came.

Transmission from the Fuhrer
To Shiznayo

Please leave our nation ASAP.
We have recent news of a biotoxin threat.
Please bare with us and leave. I beg you.

"Damn. They need freedom. I know. I really wanted them to understand me. I didn't want them to kill anyone." Pierce pulls out a two way transmitter to the Shiznayan Air Base.
"I'll need an escort helicopter. DON'T come near the fighting. Bring night vision goggles. It's dark here now." Pierce is waiting in the building, not knowing what to do.
"Send a two more copters with 10 special forces in each. Also send a transport for 3 humvees.
"Now all we can do is wait..... wait.... I have an idea." Pierce pulls out a phone and calls a medical reasearch facillity.
"Hello? Doctor Tyrin? Look up a virus... or gas called Yumin Oxitrakin..."

Just as Pierce got word of the aircrafts landing, a call came back in.
"We just did a search on the toxin. It is newly devolped. We don't even know who invented it, or what the origin of it is. We'll immediatly do research on it." The doctor told Pierce.
"We'd better go sir. We just got a transmission that there is a toxic threat." One of the special units says.
"Alright.... I only wish I could help more." Pierce and the soldiers begin running towards the drop off point. They are met halfway with a soldier in a humvee. They jump in and speed away. It's not long before they make it to the helicopters. They take off in a hurry. No soldiers were allowed to stay. Pierce transmits a message to leader:
"We will help you. We'll find a way."
They take off to the capitol of Shiznayo.

Over 200 Special Forces and WAMD (Standard Army) troops are watching in disbelief as the second day comes.

The terrorists killed 4 more hostages last night and early this morning, after an argument over giving the terrorists more money.

The hostages were dragged onto the roof, placed on the edge, and over ten terrorists opened fire. The bodies fell into the streets.

Today, the terrorists have made a few more demands.

No more foreign nations
Political 'renovation'.
Witzgall to be made a theocracy


The demands are radical and odd. For some reason these terrorists have changed their ideal cause from nuclear disarmament to a new age of government in Witzgall.

Ten terrorists walk out of the theatre and look down the street at the masses of soldiers. They wave jokingly, and shoot a few rounds out of their G3A3s, AN-94s, AK-47s, and other guns.

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Surveillance photograph of the ten terrorists with their weapons as they stare at the soldiers.

The ten terrorists walk over to a Dodge Ram parked along the side of the road and walk to it. One of the terrorists breaks the driver side window in with the stock of his AK-47. He opens the lock and pops the door open.

The terrorists then begin to park the car sideways along to road as if to block some sort of traffic.

[ooc=the cargo is a man named Johnathan Ussek, the scientist who helped create Yumin Oxakratin]

A radio transmission comes in from Special Forces Unit 2. They have "the cargo".

"Thank God. Where are you? Whats your status?" asks Lieutenant Colonel George Cromwell.
"We are southbound in sector 4, coming into sector 3 now. Two more and we're there." crackles the radio.
"How much longer? We need him immediately! We can't go into the building without his knowledge on the toxin." replies Cromwell.
"Two hours, give or take, Sir."
"Speed. You're the damn military!"
"Yes sir."

LC Cromwell begins pacing back and forth. The ten terrorists walk back into the theatre.

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Surveillance photo of "The Cargo" and his escorts.

President Holtz read the report. "This is very important. Send in 500 of our Counter Terrorist units."


OOC: Witzgall you can do what you want with them.

NEWS:

After a negotiation between terrorists, 4 little children were released. However, twenty miles away, The Lost Weapons Museum, a museum of old weaponry lost in its day and age, exploded into an immense fireball of flames. The firefighters quickly put the explosion to rest.

However, a photograph of the museum is below, and it is not good.

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President Holtz read the report. "This is very important. Send in 500 of our Counter Terrorist units."


OOC: Witzgall you can do what you want with them.

OOC: Sorry, no foreign nations. Can't have people dying.

Ten Elite Counter Terrorist peronell, members of the confidential branch of military called "The Centurion Initiative", arrive at the crisis area in two black Land Rovers.

They exit, and all are wearing black pants, shirts, vests, and pocket attachments. They have black gloves with the fingers cut off. That is their only skin showing, besides their eyes which are hidden by red shatterproof glasses.

They are all carrying Berretta AR70/90s.

The Centurion Agents rush over to Lieutenant Colonel Cromwell, who assures them they have the situation under control.

"It doesn't sound like that. Over five hostages dead? A biotoxin inside one of these buildings? A president of a foreign country almost dead? This does not sound like controlled to me." says Seargent Major Ralph Vierdehenz.

Cromwell looks at the agent with disgust as the other agents begin to talk to the other Spec Ops teammembers.

"Don't tell me how to do my job, damnit." responds Cromwell.
"If you did it correctly, I wouldn't have to." says Vierdehenz.

Cromwell begins to tell Vierdehenz and the other agents the situation. He explains the foreign nation incident, the biotoxin, and the execution of the hostages. He also says that the terrorists are from the former terrorist nation of The Black Spades.

"Do you have any snipers on these rooftops?" asks Vierdehenz.
"Numerous. Over a dozen just along the captive block." replies the LC.
"Anybody try to enter the buildings?"
"Not yet."
"What the hell are you waiting for?!" shouts Vierdehenz.

Vierdehenz calls over his teammates and grabs a radio from one. He pushes down the talk button.

"This is C.I. Vierdehenz, we need a Cabinet Tango Ulser immediatly in Sector One, Capitol. This is a code black seven point four. Do you copy HQ?" he says.
"Roger that Seargent Major, sending a CTU immediatly. Arrival to sector 3 in ten minutes."
"Copy that HQ." he says.

For the next ten minutes, the LC and Vierdehenz begin discussing the situtation a little more in depth. Then the word comes in from the radio in his hand.

"CTU in place, just landed."

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Image of landing in Sector 3.

"Roger that. Truck is parked near Subsector Nineteen." says Vierdehenz
"Copy."

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Image of CTU's arrival.

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The CTU team arrives and Vierdehenz is greeted by five of his comrades. They exchange formalities, and then Vierdehenz tells them what to do. He orders them to enter and clear as many of the buildings as possible. First, one of the CTUs radios in for a roof clear, which is a helicopter hovering and a team clearing a building from roof to entrance.

They estimate time of arrival in 30 minutes to 45 minutes.

"Roger that. CTUs, ready yourselves. We're entering the shit soaked fan." says one of the CTUs.

The team hops the barricade and rushes to the closest building, which is a small residential apartment.

The team files along the wall to the right and one of the men holding a Mossberg 500 shotgun checks the door. It is locked.

He then signals three fingers to his teammate, who knods.

The man with the Mossberg begins shooting off the hinges, which become nothing more than shattered splinters of wood and metal. He does this from top to bottom for all of the three hinges on the right wooden double door.

The door falls open and a small black string attached to the back of the door is seen. The CTUs look puzzled, and then look around the area. They find a small package of C4 and a White Phosphorus grenade.

The grenade explodes and the C4's secondary fuse ignites inside of the block. It explodes, causing a massive white fireball to erupt into the team's faces, scorching their skin through the balaclavas.

Three terrorists fire on full automatic with SAWs at the CTUs, killing all 5 of the members with massive amounts of rounds. The kevlar may protect them at first, but the rounds find their way through.