NationStates Jolt Archive

[Unknown Location in the Sparty Island Chain, Truitti Territory]

Presidente Fonzi Jewitt walks into the large room. The twelve-seating finely polished redwood table had only two chairs, one to each head. He took his seat at the one farther from the door in wait for the Furher of Witzgall.

The Fuhrer stepped out of his limosine in front of the building. He smiles with a thought of victory as the air of an ally's land sails into his lungs.

He calmly walks into the room at which the Presidente of Truitt awaits, and walks over to his assumed chair. The President looks at him with an odd expression, which worries the Fuhrer.

The Fuhrer carries a briefcase in his hand, which was searched outside. It contains a labtop, two manilla folders, and a cellular phone. The Fuhrer lays his briefcase down next to the chair, and then sits down. He awaits the discussion.

Presidente Jewitt looks at the Fuhrer. He is dressed in a very formal suit and has a briefcase. As the Fuhrer puts down the briefcase the Presidente begans.

I understand that you have a problem with your new government? Many nations that are butting into regional affairs when they should not be. So, this brings me to why I asked you to personally come here. You are in a tight bit, and I got enough metal to make a blade to cut your cheese.

The Presidente smiles as he pushes a button on the top of the table. The table buzzes for a secound, and an alarmed Fuhrer looks up and grabs a cigar from his suit. He lights it as the table's top flips and turns into a little warroom-like panel. in-table computers, keyboards, and control buttons and switches lined the whole thing. A very surprised Fuhrer looks up as a hologram appears in the now demed room. It shows two land masses. One of his own very homeland, and the other of the United Pysiers.

I have here a map of both of our mainlands. In the red, yellow, and blue are key military bases. Yes, some of them are not internationally known on my own. As to the purple, white, and black dots, they are metropolitian areas. This also shows the latest satellite information on surface items. As you can see, I could command a whole war from here.

The Fuhrer looks at him oddly and looks at his briefcase. He pulls it up as the table computers go back inside thier wooden surroundings and only the hologram still remains.

So, what do you want from me?

The Presidente looks at the Fuhrer and sits back down into his seat.

As the table turns back to normal, the Fuhrer still looks on in disbelief. Meh...showoff. the Fuhrer thinks to himself as he lifts the briefcase to the table.

"I require some assistance, Mister Presidente. As you know, I have pissed off the international community with my little change. The execution of a praised man is not the best way to get on the right side with your own citizens.

Being that this is our first meeting, I am willing to do anything. I am prepared to give you..." the Fuhrer says.

The Fuhrer stops mid sentence and looks at the Presidente, and then he takes a quick puff of his cigar.

"I am willing to give you a large sum of monetary value, as well as anything you need as an ally to the Nazi Empire in the future. I really admire you standing up to the entire world, as I have done. I am glad we are allies, to tell you the truth. Unlike that backstabbing Praetonia..." said the Fuhrer.

He opened his labtop and set it aside, for now.

"Is there anything else you want?"

Presidente Jewitt looks up and smiles. He was not expecting any comments on money, expecially this early in the meeting. He simply made a shaky gester to put away the laptop.

Well, I could give you some coastal support. I myself do not care for Preatonia's navy, and as to the others, I could help in both ground and air support.

The Presidente looked up at the ceiling for a moment, and with a smile, said in a surprised tone Why should we even be talking about military action? This is a meeting to say we could forever create a good strong rope inbetween our two nations in an alliance. The Presiddente pushes a button on the table, this time a blue button.

Mrs. Sanderson, may you please bring me a Medium-Rare Sirloin Steak, and bring Mr. Pusch, what would you care to have? We can bring in anything you wish.

The Presidente looks at the Fuhrer and awaits an answer

The Fuhrer stares with confusion at the Presidente, then takes his cigar out of his mouth.

"I shall have nothing." the Fuhrer responds.

The Fuhrer takes the laptop and places it back inside of his briefcase. He places the briefcase underneath the table with caution. The Presidente looks at the Fuhrer and the Fuhrer glances back.

"Perhaps a glass of scotch, if that is not too much."

The Presidente smiles at his likeing of alcohol.

Get Mr. Pusch the best of our scotch. I'll have a bottle of Jack Daniels. Thank you Mrs. Sanderson.

The Presidente smiles at the Fuhrer and says

So, where shall we began?

The Fuhrer begins to think about the position he is in...he thinks to himself, curious at how this will all go.

"Ah, well...the way I see it, we must eliminate the threats one at a time. Verstummelung must go first...he will be an easy target. An entire nation of forty-five million versus a military almost twice that. An interesting sight, I must admit."

The Fuhrer lifted his cigar out of the small crystal ashtray and took a deep puff. He exhaled a large cloud of smoke, and smiled with an evil expression.

A thin very attractive woman with scarlet red hair in pig tails brings in a bottle of Jack Daniels and a fine clear glass of scotch

Thank You Mrs. Sanderson. Now, yes, he does seem the easiest, but he has not yet proved even the lightest of military force. I could order out a few T-Boats to take care of his little navy and coastal implacements

The Presidente started to sound more like a Generali other than a national leader. The large hologram came back up showing a heavily detailled map of Verstummelung and its coastal implacements.

Here in the green is the projected T-Boat Division. It would come up the coast, very quickly and quietly, and using the large Diplomat-class submarine, would launch missles that I could fire from my missle defence system.

The green dots move to a few feet away from the coast when the largest of the dots has twelve large red sticks come from it and hit points along the coast which are marked in blue, military bases.

After that we could scatter the division and hunt and destroy any of his navy units located in the area, utterly destroying his whole naval power, and leaving him to our airforces if you wish to bring in the TMS Liberator

The Presidente makes a motion towards an other figure next to the map, this one an aircraft carrier with a deck five times that of a conventional Nimitz-class.

We could pack as many TyH-58-type aircraft in there as an airforce base could, and with that, we could destroy thier coastal implacements that remainned and thier admediate airforce.

The Presidente stops just as the steak comes in and awaits for the Fuhrer's responce as he sets up his plate.

The Fuhrer enjoys the Presidente's style and thinking skills, especially when under this type of pressure. The Fuhrer lifts up his glass of scotch, and then he takes a small sip. He places the glass back down.

"Well, I must tell you that I am not sure just how accurate your map of this nation is...however, if this map is true, then your plan sounds like a decent one. A large naval invasion would work...perhaps I would assist with air strikes. I am sure my nation's leaders, who are under me of course, would be glad to support the invasion of these fools.

I will contact Field Marshal Michael Clance, the commander of the Department of Strategy and Tactics. He has already told me about the possible invasion by paratroopers...perhaps we can fuse both of our ideas into one, Mister Jewitt?"

The Presidente smiles

I can assure you, my maps in the database are updated every hour by our satellite systems. As to your plan of paratroopers, key ground bases would have to be destroyed also. They currently hold armored divisions that could heavily blunt your paraunits in advancement. I suggest however using our Armored Airborne Divisions as a first strike, you could also help on the fronts. However, I ask that you keep as much resources as possable in your homeland.

The Presidente took a bit from his steak. Once finishing he continued.

This nation will only tale a few armored divisions and a dominance division or two, nothing more. I coudl easily take them without even destroying them completely. Your only goal in thsi is to protect your home, I will do both.

The Presidente took an other bite awaiting the Fuhrer's responce