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Governor-General William Fabus of South Africa, acting on advice from his generals, his advisors, and his wife Sylvia Katrina Fabus, ordered three Mechanized, one Infantry, and two Armored divisions of the Commonwealth Army to cross the borders into Lesotho to restore order.


Lesotho, a land with several thousand whites, had seen a recent rise in crime, that culminated in the murder of twenty white farmers throughout the country in the span of one week.

William Fabus, vowing to "stop the genocide" decided it was time to act, and thus he dispatched over 90,000 Commonwealth soldiers as the "Lesotho Theatre of Operations" as part of "Operation White Liberation". The tiny Lesotho armed forces and police, fewer than 10,000 strong, were sure to be quickly overwhelmed by the massive numbers of soldiers who also happened to have them totally and completely outclassed in quality.


William Fabus has declared that Lesotho will be added to the Federated Commonwealth as another Commonwealth territory and it will be open for settlement as soon as the anti-white terrorists are rooted out.


Thus far, the divisions have rapidly overwhelmed all conventional resistance, catching most of the Lesotho forces by surprise before they could even mobilize. The capital has been taken, and the monarchy (Lesotho has a monarchy) was captured by white commandos (SASAAS)

Over 600 T-98 tanks are now stationed throughout Lesotho, blocking the main roads in attempts to keep guerilla movement restricted to the woods and other areas that can be easily bombed without fear of hitting civilians on the major roads.


William Fabus has declared the following, "This is a great day for whites everywhere, the message is clear, we will not allow marxist violence against whites to stand. We can and will stop violence that threatens to spill into our lands and threatens to target our peoples. The tyrannical despots of Lesotho will surely be held responsible for their hideous atrocities."


At last reports, only a few isolated companies of Lesotho soldiers were still actively resisting in conventional methods. No resistance above battalion level was being conducted.

Ooc- Surely somebody must want to RP the remnants of Lesotho defense forces, or perhaps bring in an outside parachute force or something? Drop me a line and we'll talk... It's no fun for me if I just get to steam-roller over Lesotho...

An-74 transport planes came in high over the coast, in loose formation over South Africa. MiG-35 fighter craft came in below them, an entire Fighter Regiment of 54 planes. There were no identifying insignia on the craft, and they brushed off all attempts of contact from Commonwealth troops over South Africa.

SAM batteries opened up from the coast, trying to take down some of the 123 transport planes and 54 fighter planes. A brigade of Hillyard Airborne Troops were being carried on many of the planes. The rest of the planes were laden with food, boots, rifles, PBK machine guns, and Rocket Propelled Grenade launchers.

The men inside were the best Hillyard could offer. 3,000 men, all of whom had volunteered for the some of the most brutal training in the world. They weren't Hillyardites today; they were only volunteers in the May 1st Brigade.

The planes banked to the east over Lesothos, flying lower over the Drackenberg Mountains. The Brigade jumped 40 kms southwest of Mokhotlong, just west of the mountains. Crates of rifles and other equipment were dropped alongside the riflemen.

Once down, the Brigade would have to move fast. They had to make it to the cover of the mountains before the full weight of the fascists could be brought to bear.

OOC:
1st of May Volunteer Rifle Brigade
33rd Volunteer Rifles, 52nd Volunteer Rifles, 1st Volunteer Rifles, 22nd Recon Company.

Basic riflemen are equipted with a mix of AK-108 assault rifles and AK-108U sub-machine guns. 40mm single-round grenade launchers are standard rifle attachments. PBK machine guns and RPG-7Vs are prevalent. Druganov's are available to Rifle Regiments and the Recon Force. 52mm HM 52 Light Mortars are available to Rifle Regiments. They're built to move and hit-and-run. Night vision equipment is standard, usually with a mount on the weapon itself.

The Recon Force is composed of Marine Force Recon personnel. These are very good soldiers. Put them up against riflemen in dense terrain and you will bleed.

All Hillyard insignia has been stripped from uniforms. No rank insignia exists. These men have been officially discharged from the Army and Marine Corps. They are in Lesothos to plant the seed of resistance in the local population and to disrupt Commonwealth military operations in Lesothos. The government of Hillyard has been very vocal in its support of the Brigade, even helping to organize grass-roots fund raisers. However, officially, the Brigade is an independent organization with no formal ties to the nation.

The entire South African Commonwealth Armed forces have been put on total alert by the orders of Governor-General William Fabus, he has requested that all SASAAS regiments move into Lesotho to help counter-insurgency operations against the rebels and the Hillyard soldiers that somehow made it through the South African air defense grid.

(The South African grid will ultimately be as good as Mississippian and Mississippian Egyptian air defenses, but it's not nearly there yet)


Six squadrons of Mirage F1s (sixty planes total) are being assigned to provide air support for the effort in Lesotho.



In Pretoria, at his governor's mansion, William Fabus was pacing back and forth, shouting, "Damnit, those wretched Hillyards are attempting to humbug me... They think I'm going to smash their main forces in Lesotho... No, I'll just destroy their base of support so they can incite no insurgency and then they'll fail... I'll deport all blacks out of Lesotho."


His wife smiled, "Are you sure dear? Will that go over will with the South African ni--ers?"

William shook his head, "Who cares what a bunch of darkies want, if they want trouble, they'll get it. I'm more than happy to have peace endure and let the nig--rs in ours lands live in peace, as long as they obey the laws and contribute to society... But insurgent nig--rs cannot and must not be allowed to spread their communist agitprop, they must be stopped before they grow too strong..."


William then turned and left the room saying, "I'll be back shortly, I have to make some calls to field commanders, giving them ultimate local authority to conduct these operations as they see fit..."

Lesotho:
The drop was smooth. There had been no resistance in any of the landing zones. All three Regiments melted away into the highlands, making their way north. The 22nd Recon Company lead the way, traveling miles ahead of the main force, and scouting out locations for operations centers. The 1st Brigade moved behind, fortifying and concealing positions and ammo dumps. A loose communications network was being set up, but it would be days until a proper operational infrastructure would be established, complete with concealed ammo centers, anti-aircraft bunkers, and firebases, all hacked out of the rugged landscape. No more than two Companies of the Brigade would be in one location at any one time.

The 33rd and 52nd Vol. Regiments moved north as quickly as possible, further west than the 1st Regiment, but still under the cover of the rugged Lesotho interior.

New Hope, People's Republic of Hillyard:
"They've announced what?!?" exclaimed Reider Clayton, General Secretary of the P.R.H.
Jonah Mathews surveyed the Gen. Sec. The Secretary of Foreign Affairs had pretty much expected that reaction. Clayton was a hell of an executive, but mainly because he wouldn't accept anything not going his way.

"They're deporting every native black in Lesotho. They know as well as we do what the Brigade's mission is. By Fabus' thinking, if he gets rid of everyone who'd have a reason to resist, there can't be a resistance."

"So what do you suggest we do about this?"

Mathews shrugged. "Not a lot we can do, accept to force his hand. That's not really an option though. I mean Christ, if we hadn't landed that Brigade there in the first place..."

Clayton stopped him with an icy look. "Well, we are there. And if he deports the entire fu***** native population there won't be a resistance. Hell, half the population doesn't care he's there now and the other half are too scared to move."

Clayton cursed silently. He'd actually thought that Fabus was different than his father, if only in a slightly less deranged mind. Apparently he'd been wrong. Now, if Hillyard was blamed for the deportation of hundreds of thousands...

"Step up the operation. We'll have to move fast if we're going to salvage this..."

Hillyard National NewsCast
The People's Office of Foreign Affairs issued a strongly worded statement this morning in response to Roger Fabus' threat to evict hundreds of thousands of native Africans from the nation of Lesotho.

General Secretary Clayton also announced that Hillyard would be willing to take any refugees from Lesotho, and demanded that any individuals seeking to leave the nationa be allowed to due so by "the illegal, illegitimate, and inhumane forces that have invaded this sovereign nation."

The Secretary also called on Fabus to allow Lesotho to remain an autonomous territory within the structure of the Commonwealth. Free elections should be held immediately, said the Secretary.

In other news, the May 1st Brigade reportedly killed 14 of the fascist occupying force, and proclaimed their first victory over Commonwealth troops..."

OOC: The last event did not take place. False reports eaten up by an eager domestic media.

Roger, appearing on the White Peoples Radio and Television Network, went on the attack.


"Firstly, my brother, William Fabus, the governor-general of South Africa and commander of South African forces, ordered the deportations... The blacks are being taken to mobile homes much better than their old tribal huts, they will live in safe communities, with decent resources such as water, food, roads, and schools, in South Africa, until we can build them semi-permanent settlements pending their eventual return to Lesotho once Hillyardian aggression forces that with to agitate terror are gone."


"If the blacks wish to blame somebody for their inconveniences, they can blame Hillyard. Already we are proud to report that the Namibian air force has, due to increased education to blacks, trained six blacks to fly Mirage F1s... These pilots will get their first experience flying in the Native Reserve Armed Forces of Namibia, against terrorist targets in Lesotho."

"As for the matter of Lesotho, it is entirely sealed-off from South Africa and I believe over 300,000 soldiers are manning the borders, Federal forces will be sent in if deemed necessary."





The program then went to William Fabus, walking through the new black refugee camp, the nice looking mobile homes, smiling blacks, one saluted him, another saluted him... He stopped and patted an elderly black man on the back, "Greeting sir", he said, "What is your name?"

The negro shook his head, he was deaf, he wrote on a piece of paper, "Hillyardian artillery shells made me deaf..."

William gasped, "Oh my..." He then made sign language for, "We'll try to help you if we can..." And he motioned for a nearby soldier, "Corporal, get this man to the SASAAS medical facility in Pretoria, okay... Give him a pass to get into the city, escort him there, and see he gets the proper care."


William looked back to the camera as the old man was led away, "It's a shame Hillyard belives in harming those they claim to want to help, isn't it? Here in South Africa, we believe on through caring and helping can we truly help those we want to help. But here in South Africa, we're not hypocrites..."


The camera panned out, showing more happy faces, black children kicking balls around, provided to them by the Commonwealth Marines... A few kids were wearing old surplus army helmets, playing soldier.

William smiled as he slowly walked out of the camera's view.

Captain Jon Wok surveyed the valley and the village below. His men had positioned themselves around the northwest and southeast ridges, observing activity below and watching for any sign of Commonwealth aircraft. There were barely a hundred people in the village, and Wok didn't think that Commonwealth ground troops would be a problem, this deep in the Drakenberg mountains. Aircraft though, was another story. Wok didn't think for a minute that Fabus' army would hesitate in destroying the whole village, just for chance of taking out some of the Brigade.

Turning, Wok motioned for his command team and the company's interpretor.
"We're going down. Take two squads and have them follow us with the kits. Tell 'em to keep smilin' no matter what, and to keep weapons down. We have the whole rest of the Company coverin' our asses; no point in making enemies because someone gets nervous."

"Yes sir," a master sergeant said quietly, saluting and making off into the brush.

Here goes nothin', Wok thought to himself.

*****

Jeff's heart raced as the boats slid along the waterway. He clutched the sub-machine gun close to his chest, and threw up another prayer. When he wasn't in combat, Jeff never even thought about stepping foot in a church.

Up ahead was the small complex of huts and half finished concrete buildings that served as the Commonwealth checkpoint on the water way leading to Mokhotlong. This was the first sign of enemy troops the Brigade had come in contact with, and Colonel Dugan wasn't going to pass the opportunity by.

It seemed to take hours for the small craft, piloted by natives who had hesitantly agreed to carry the troopers up river. The boats, three craft in all, carrying fifteen of the Brigade, got within seventy yards before a short Commonwealth trooper whistled and motioned for them to bank and wait for inspection. Jeff couldn't believe that Fabus' army was so worried that they'd position checkpoints on this ricky dink river.

The boats pulled up, the pilots hopped off the small diesel powered craft and waited. A squad of guardsmen eventually approached, headed by a tall blue eyed sergeant. They'd nearly reached the boatmen when mortars began raining down on the compound. Jeff bolted upright from the bottom of the boat, half sitting as he swung his AK-108U to fire. All three boats opened fire, and the five Commonwealth soldiers were cut to pieces. The boatmen scattered down the path, away from the station and the firing.

The teams were up and out of the boats, spreading into a battle line and sprinting towards the station. More mortars crashed down, and three of the huts were now ablaze. Soldiers were returning fire now, including one fascist opening up with .50 caliber machine gun mounted on the concrete wall, facing the river. A trooper on Jeff's left grunted as his chest disintegrated. The Brigade men took cover, raining fire and grenades onto the complex. An anti-tank missile took out the heavy machine gun.

The Commonwealth troops formed a firing line, and were pouring fire into the Brigade men. Say what you would about the fascists, they were half-competent soldiers.

From the stations right flank, two missiles came screaming in, followed by machine gun and grenade launchers. Already outnumbered, the fascist troops tried to wheel, but were butchered in minutes between the crossfire.

"Took you assholes long enough!" Jeff shouted to the three squads emerging from the brush.

"Zip it, Thomas! Get your teams in there and torch those things!" an angry lieutenant called out.

Jeff shouted a quick 'yessir', motioned to the squads behind him. They shot the wounded, torched the remaining huts, and made their way to the village beyond, crates of AK-101s and food in tow.

Live Broadcast, Hillyard National NewsCast
General Secretary, Reider Clayton, addresses the nation:

"People of Hillyard, you are being assaulted once again by the capitalist beast. Just today, we heard the words of Roger Fabus, passing blame for the degenerating situation in Lesotho onto others. Our nation, even the Czar's own brother, are all being blamed for this unjust deportation and genocide of the people of Lesothos. These accusations, baseless and irrational, are a sign of the Mississippian Commonwealth's corruption, immorality, and indeed, of it's evil intent.

"Once again, we call on Fabus to cease and desist. Give the people of Lesotho the voice they deserve! Allow them to remain on their own lands, to manage their own affairs, and send representatives to the Senate of the Commonwealth. Once this has been done, I am confident that peace will once again return to South East Africa.

"Let it be known to all nations that Hillyard desires a peace with dignity and a free Lesotho. Thank you comrades, and good night."

***
Wok and his team were seated in a large hut before the tribal head of one of the extensive family groups in the mountains. Wok's interpreter was speaking rapidly in a native tongue Wok had no understanding of. He knew the chief spoke English well enough to get by, but it was clear he wanted Wok in the dark for this portion of the conversation.

It had been hours, but Wok had won the tacit committment of support from this chief. He had already been in contact with small, independent bands of rebels from the western cities who fled into the mountains, but had wanted no part of them. The Aks the Hillyardites brought however, were a different story. If his men were trained to use these weapons, he would dominate this area of the highlands. That was an intriguing proposition.

Wok finally left with about of the village's men, traveling deeper into the rugged landscape to locate the insurgent camps. More of the village's men would trickle out, to be armed in case the Commonwealth poked it's nose in this area. Most were skeptical of the white Hillyardites. But the prospect of being moved off land they had inhabited for centuries was a motivator. With rifles like the Hillyardites had, many were confident they could defend themselves. Wok knew that wasn't true.

What the hell, I don't even need to reply, you've already RPed my units being in the area, attacking, and being cut down all for me...

(tapping foot)

I'm sorry if I stepped outta line...

You have 300,000 troops in country... I didn't think a dozen troops would make that much difference to you. Mainly, I just did that to set up the location where my troops are active. I wouldn't roleplay any major battle without you, but again, this action was simply to progress the storyline. We can RP every little engagement if you'd prefer, but I didn't know how much time you'd like to spend on this thread and I was just trying to let you know exactly where my men were operating (just starting to push up the river in the Drakenbergs that leads to Mokhotlong).

When you're SAAS teams are in position, I wouldn't sqawk at getting ambushed a couple of advance teams. Sometimes, especially in guerilla actions, you're men stumble into bad spots, and seeing as how the Brigade has no artillery, air support, or outside help, I didn't think killing ten Commonwealth troops would be an issue.

But again, sorry, I didn't mean to godmode or offend.

I'm sorry if I stepped outta line...

You have 300,000 troops in country... I didn't think a dozen troops would make that much difference to you. Mainly, I just did that to set up the location where my troops are active. I wouldn't roleplay any major battle without you, but again, this action was simply to progress the storyline. We can RP every little engagement if you'd prefer, but I didn't know how much time you'd like to spend on this thread and I was just trying to let you know exactly where my men were operating (just starting to push up the river in the Drakenbergs that leads to Mokhotlong).

When you're SAAS teams are in position, I wouldn't sqawk at getting ambushed a couple of advance teams. Sometimes, especially in guerilla actions, you're men stumble into bad spots, and seeing as how the Brigade has no artillery, air support, or outside help, I didn't think killing ten Commonwealth troops would be an issue.

But again, sorry, I didn't mean to godmode or offend.



Ooc- Ah, ah, ah, I have 90,000 troops in Lesotho, and over 1 million in South Africa, with 300,000 surrounding the borders to keep any people who landed in Lesotho out of South Africa.


Anyway...


Ic-

The Commonwealth forces were getting quite fed up with the forces inside Lesotho, and thus they decided since there were now no civilians inside Lesotho, well all civilians had been told to evacuate and offered help to do so... So there were no civilians who should still be in Lesotho, in Lesotho. Thus it was time for a massive barrage of artillery.

Over 2,000 120mm mortars and 500 155mm howitzers opened a vicious barrage of VX, Sarin, Soman, and Hydrogen Cyanide against all identified Hillyardian positions inside Lesotho. That is after the Commonwealth forces there went "Chemical Code Black" and broke out their gear. The barrage was combined with 200 Mi-24 attack helicopters and 300 Su-25s who added their firepower and more gas to the attacks.