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Green Sun's old president shot; New one held hostage

Green Sun
16-01-2005, 05:20
It seems trhat the elction was close, but President of UziCorp, Uziel Fastrin, has won the election. Earnest Equanant has personally congradulated him on his victory. Ishmael Kort, since he retired from the military, ahs bought a pineapple farm. Tyrone Montoya plans to run for congress. Ivan and Majid are going on vacation in China and Russia. Natasha and Taylor now are taking care of their father. President Uziel had this to say:

"I am very happy that I have grown from a cell in a test tube to the richest man in a great nation and is now the president of it. All the conflicts we are participating in are still going to happen. I promise that our economy, our goverment, and our society will continue to grow. For the last fourty years we have grown from a small nation of five million refugees, criminals who want to live a new life, soldiers from destroyed nations, people who wanted a better life, and most of all, the dreamers. Earnest Equanant was one of those dreamers. I was one of those dreamers. He looked at this chunk of land on the edge of North America and turned it into an active society. He has taken it and brought it to a new frontier. He has given me the chance to become the wealthiest man in over eight planets. I'm proud to be his succesor. I'm proud to be his clone. Most of all, I'm proud to BE YOUR PRESIDENT!" he ended with a loud shout. The crowd roared in responce. Fireworks went off. Earnest and Uziel shook hands. But as they were doing so, there was a loud boom as Earnest suddenly coughed up blood. Natasha and Taylor were horrified to see their father had been shot in the back. The lights shut off.
"What the hell?" Uziel said. Ishmael Kort pulled out a 10 mm, only for it to be shot out of his hand. Over three dozen men were holding them hostage.
"We are the Elite Crew. We will take control of Green Sun's goverment now. And there's not a thing you can do about it. We have accessed every system in Green Sun. Which means we control Green Sun and Risban's communications, lighting, and electricity. You are at our mercy," a man with sunglasses and holding a sniper rifle said. The others were dressed like him, only holding M-8s, AK-47s, even laser guns and Sonic busters. President Uziel bakced away from the stand.
"What do you want?"
Malkyer
16-01-2005, 05:27
We deeply mourn the loss of former President Equanant, and we hope President Fastrin does not come to harm. We will do whatever we can within our power to aid Green Sun in their search for justice. Let us know what you need, and we shall deliver.
Green Sun
16-01-2005, 05:45
"Malkyer would do well to keep its distance from Green Sun's borders in space. Otherwise Taylor Equanant is the first to go," the man said in a message back.
"Please...I don't want to die...I have one more year at GSU. I have a girlfriend..." Taylor said into the screen.
"Oh, and Earnest's not dead. We just shot him. He's still breathing. But I'm sure we'll chage that soon enough."
The message was cut off.
Ishmael turned to the man.
"You're lucky my brother's in Risban, otherwise he'd be here in a heartbeat."
"He has his own problems in Risban. We're controlling the terrorists there."
"What is it you want?"
"You'll see soon enough."
ONI Concordiat
16-01-2005, 05:48
The ONI Concordiat is shocked and awed by the blatant attempt to overthrow a legitimately elected government. We will do everything in our power, including slagging a planet, to stop this uprising. We mourn with Malkyer and Green Sun, but our prevailing feeling is anger. Where our assistance is needed by he government, it will be given. That includes the Concordiat Fleet and Concordiat Ground.
Green Sun
16-01-2005, 05:52
In a message to Oni Cordiat's threat, the man held a knife to Taylor's throat.
"If one ship comes near Green Sun, then Taylor will be executed."
ONI Concordiat
16-01-2005, 05:56
Your threats do not stay our feet. Rage drives us, it overcomes reason, even compassion. In fact, eight destroyers, four cruisers, one carrier and a battleship are en route to Green Sun. You can kill the entire government, for all we care, there are always more. But we must make an example of you!

Hand over the Green Sun goverment and all personnel you have hostage, or risk military intervention on the part of the Concordiat.
Farmina
16-01-2005, 05:59
A few hostage takings and murders always make an election more fun.
-Elected Councils
United Cultures
16-01-2005, 06:01
United Cultures, instead of notifying the mourning of the wounding of Earnest Equanant, just reacted. They send two dropships, carried by a cruiser, to Green Su. Landing 40 kilometers from Green City, they dropped 25 grunts, 20 Jackals, 15 Elites, 6 Hunters, and their most dangerous soldiers, 10 Special Ops human marines. Loading up the Grunts, Hunters, and Jackals in transporters, they sped toward the gates of Green City.
"Dammit...The gates won't open..." muttered Gohamamee. He looked at the humans who were using grappling hooks to climb over the gate instead of through it. Gohamamee snorted. He and his Elites started climbing the wall.
ONI Concordiat
16-01-2005, 06:06
The Concordiat fleet arrived in real space, and the carrier immedieatly dropped contragrav landing pods for the Concordiat Ground. The destroyers fanned out, scouting for possible rebel ships and keeping an eye on United Cultures' warships. Two cruisers covered the carrier, one covered the drop-pods, and one assisted the battleship Unyielding Fist in the orbital target identification/bombardment role. The Concordiat forces had landed.
Green Sun
16-01-2005, 06:13
"Sir, we only ahve this area of the city secured. United Cultures and Oni Cordiat have landed forces. What do we do?" one of the terrorists asked the boss. The man brought the knife across Taylor's throat, puttinga deep gash in it and killing him. Natasha screamed at the death of her brother. The man then raised a weapon and shot Majid. He buckled over, grasping his wound to the belly. Ivan and Ishmael went to his aid.
"Tell them for every nation that lands forces on Green Sun, another hostage dies. For every one of my men that are killed, a hostage dies. For every enemy soldier that comes near the capital building..." he said, facing Majid. He turned to his lackey and said,
"Another hostage dies."
ONI Concordiat
16-01-2005, 06:20
The landing pods rocketed through the atmosphere, splitting into their respective wings, correspoding with brigades on the ground. They burned, outer hull searing across the sky. The ships in orbit continued to monitor their progress, as the destoryers continued their protective envelope.
United Cultures
16-01-2005, 06:20
The soldiers landed on the other side of the gate. The Elites and the Marines immediately went to work taking down the gate for the transports to come through. They planted exlosives on the edges and blew them. The creeps came through, following the Marines and Elites on their Warthogs and Spectres. They made haste toward the Capital but dared not to get too close for fear of too many hostages being killed.
Green Sun
16-01-2005, 06:34
"Hey boss, what should we do with the peasants?" one terrorist asked.
"Gather them up. They're useless hostages. The important ones are these eight," their leader said, motioning to Earnest, Uziel, Rua, and the rest of the candidates.
"Everyone move away from the courtyard!" he shouted. A helicopted flew in and landed on the courtayard.
"Jesus christ...They have a damn tank!" Ishmael muttered. Suddenly he heard Natasha scream.
"Let me go! LET ME GO!" she shouted as she was siezed by one of the soldiers.
"Hey boss, can we have some fun with the broad?"
"Have fun."
"Hehehe!" he evily laughed as he dragged her away.
"Tasha!" Ishmael shouted.
"Stay there, boy, or you're next."
"Ive probably seen more action than you."
"Oh, really? You've never fought against twelve rival nations at once that are three times your size each? I've been in over fifty wars under thirty years. I've personally killed seventy five presidents all in the name of Black Sun. Yes, Ishmael, I'm a general from Black Sun."
"Is that so?" an elderly voice said. Earnest stood up.
"Do you know why I just took a Magnum sniper rifle bullet at almost ninety? I'm no ordinary human. When I was twenty I was in a plane crash and was drafted into a military project. I'm a cyborg, to an extent. But I resisted their urging for me to go into Vietnam. I escaped and fled to Germany. That's were I met Miranda. Life's been good to me since."
"Well, that's nice. Sit down and shut the fuck up."
"Haven't played with swords in a while," Earnest said. He pulled out a sword and charged at the Black Sun general. The man replied by pulling out his knife, blocking the strike, and holding a gun to Earnest's face.
"I said, shut the fuck up and sit down. But you didn't listen."
He pulled the trigger, blowing off Earnests's face. Blood splattered over his friends.
ONI Concordiat
16-01-2005, 06:44
The Concordiat landing forces were unaware of the atrocities being undertaken in the courtyard of the capital as they smashed their share of walls to smithereens. Three Mark XXVIII Bolo tanks sped across the terrain, ripping up dirt and rock with their treads, ramming again and again into the wall into the city. The dropships landed infantry squads and a Panzer division in the area around the Bolos, and a single pod landed inside the city, on the tallest available building. It was time to use the Concordiat's new weapon, the Maelstrom Cannon.
United Cultures
16-01-2005, 07:02
The battle group went on to surround the courtyard. But on their way. one ELite and his group of Grunts and Jackals ran into Oni Cordiat troops. He held up his Carbine at the soldier's face, not realizing who they are.
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Jibjab was a high-ranked Grunt. He has earned the respect of even some Elites. While most Grunts with black armor wield a Fuel Rod gun, Jibjab preffered using a Plasma Pistol and a Needler. Not many grunts use two weapons. As they were securing the area, Jibjab heard a peculiar noise. He became concerned when he heard a female human scream. What he found horrified him. He raised his Plasma pistol and fired at the man.
ONI Concordiat
16-01-2005, 07:31
Sergeant O'Brein was leading his platoon on a recon of the streets when they came upon strange looking creatures, one tall, blue one surrounded by many little ones with triangular "hats" on their backs. They were definately holding weapons, and the tall one flashed his with its purple sheen flaring in the light. The sargeant raised his assault gauss, aiming at the creatures head. Through a closed COM, he ordered the platoon to fan out, and set the HIF emplacement about twenty yards behind him, and to cover him. He said "don't move" and continued to sight his weapon, the magnetic coils warm on his hands. He hoped the thing spoke Latinisch, or there would be big trouble.

The Bolo tanks had penetrated the city. However, search-and-rescue operations were best carried out by infantry. Zeritan XI Infantry Vehicles and Guderian VII Infantry Support Tanks streamed past the massive machines, on towards the center of the city, and, they hoped, what was left of the hostages.
Gaian Ascendancy
16-01-2005, 08:04
The battered Ascendancy Fleet was still at the edge of the System, and charging for the Jump to the indicated system agreed upon, when news of the Coup occured.

..along with news of the many other forces that were attacking it. The news coming out from the comm signals that blared all over indicated a bad situation.

Aleaic was watching all this, wondering what his move would be.

It didn't set with him to get help from someone, and then see the said progenetor the victim to.. byzantine acts.

Finally.. a 'long' while of hearing all this.

"How many vessels can we detch to aid a liberation effort."

Knight Lord of the Emerald Code Tennar was in a discussion with Lord Ackronus and a few other Knight Commanders, when Aleaic's query shocks them.

"Sire?"

Ackronus pegs. "~ We'd have to que the vessels that 'aren't' damaged to.. ~"

"I already did. I wanted an objective argument actually."

Ackronus looks to the others, then back. "~ Well..

...considering the situation. A large force would be ill proscribed for this situation. ~"

Aleaic clasps his hands across his face, with a lean into... "I don't care our state.

We need to help somehow.

I want volunteers for a quick strike mission.

..and I will lead it."

As if you didn't see this coming. "SIRE/MILORD/MASTER..." and the like.

Aleaic though stands and removes his royal robes. "Well?"

Ackronus holds up an avial hand to silence the others... after.. "~ I will ask for them. How large a force... ~"

Aleaic states. "Two units. Ten on one. Fifty on second.

We'll use the last of the Dimensional Gate power to force a strike gate in the effected areas, and snuff out the terrorists before the damage gets worse. Limit as best we can...

...'I' will handle the ring leaders themselves. I want this ready in twenty minutes." The Excellency then looks steel cold at his friends.

"Now..."

Ackronus nods. "I will take group two. We'll be ready."

Aleaic then strips the last of his robes off and engages his Sele`nta armor with his White-Diamond ring. The gleaming armor garbed heavily in holy white, blue and silver lined, with his Blade Key already in hand made a instant warrior at hand.

A short fifteen minutes later, the operation was prepared. The Targeting Gate was already programmed with the Green City principal layout. The Gate would drop the two units in succession within five meters of the targets.

Two Unit would establish the guard action, as One Unit hit the hostages and terrorists dead on.

After hundreds of Eons of actual combat under flame, they were still more than blooded and sharp for the task.

It was time for the Gaians to establish 'themselves' as a force..

..and a Mortal-God to show his power.
-Bretonia-
16-01-2005, 16:06
The HMS Norfolk was on exploration duties. Fitted with the new advanced cruise engines, she had some degree of FTL capabilities and so had mapped three systems already. They were en-route to the next system in their assigned plans when they began to intercept messages, of varying degrees of urgency.

Ambassador Lonnigan was on-board the Norfolk, in case they met any new civilisations on their journey that he might need to appease.

"Ambassador," the Captain of the Norfolk said, turning to look at Lonnigan as he entered the bridge. "We could need your expertise on this one."

"What is it?" Lonnigan asked.

"Listen," the Captain said. He nodded at one of his officers, who replayed the messages. They detailed hostage taking on an unknown planet belonging to an unknown power. Green Sun seemed to be the name of that power. Bretonia had had some minor dealings with them before, regarding their elections. Their leader had been taken hostage by terrorist forces. Various alien powers whom they had not heard of before were making threats and antagonising the terrorists, who retaliated by threatening the lives of the hostages. After that, communications seemed to be less frequent.

"Well, Ambassador? Should we stay or should we continue with our mission?" the Captain asked once the last of the transmissions was played out.

"It might be too late," Lonnigan sighed. "If I've learned anything from my dealings with the Gaians and the Mollys, it's that you never threaten terrorists. If they feel they're backed into a corner, they'll lash out. Usually by doing what they threatened to do in the first place. From the sounds of things, it seems that their 'president' will already be dead."

"Any transmission we send could get there in time," the Captain shrugged. "Although I'd really liked to start our survey of B-382 soon."

"Alright, establish a link to the leader of the terrorists first of all," Lonnigan sighed, slumping down into an empty chair near an inactive console.

"You're on," the Captain nodded.

"This is Ambassador Bill Lonnigan of the Bretonian Empire, calling the leader of the terrorist group who has just taken the leader of 'Green Sun' hostage," Lonnigan called. "I wish to enquire as to the safety of President Uziel and the other hostages. I also wish to assure you that the Bretonian government would like nothing better than a peaceful, amicable solution to this problem. Please, state your terms so that we can see if it will be possible to accommodate them for you."

"They won't pay any attention, with those aliens kicking at their doors," the Captain hinted.

"Secure transmission to all the alien invaders then, please," Lonnigan said.

"You're on," the Captain nodded again. "I've encoded it, but I've left a back door; if the terrorists want to listen in, they won't have to try very hard."

"Greetings, unknown armies," Lonnigan began. "My name is Ambassador Bill Lonnigan, I represent Bretonia in all alien encounters. I would like to urge you to put your troops on hold, and pull them to a safe distance. The terrorists will undoubtedly kill their hostages if you attempt to rescue them via brute force; and I doubt that will improve your relations with the Green Sun government any. Again I urge you to halt your advance; let us try to find a peaceful solution first."

"If it's too late, can we carry on with our mission?"

"Yes, yes," Lonnigan nodded. "There's little else we can do if it's too late."
Albinoism
16-01-2005, 17:25
The three destoyers sent to Green Sun just came out of hyperspace. After a few minutes several dropships launched from the ships and made their way to the surface. Inside these ships were Imperial soldiers and on the bottom of one dropship there was a large Zealot II tank. Their way to the hostage area.
ONI Concordiat
16-01-2005, 17:42
The Bolo tanks made a triangle around the courtyard, and pinpointed the location of the terrorists versus the hostages. They were uncomfortably close to each other for the planned type of action, but it was necessary. The motto of the Dinochrome Brigade was in every Bolos' head; "The public need know what the cost was, only that the mission was completed." The psychotronic brains activated, electronic relays clacking. A much louder clicking noise occured; each Bolo had opened the VLS missile tubes and howitzer buffs in their upper hull.

The Bolos slowly crept their way through the city towards the courtyard, volley after volley of high-energy explosive missiles screaming into the sky from their tubes, and the rumble of a constant howitzer carpet bombardment. While they crept ahead, the easternmost Bolo stumbled upon a tall, blue alien with a bunch of gold creatures and some more skinny creatures with blue-arm shields. There was also a tall red one further back, as well as a green jeep with an unidentified gun on it. There were not aliens in the jeep, but humans.

This identification stopped the Bolo cold. For .42 seconds, the machine's psychotronic relays collapsed in a flurry of electrons. Automated response systems were tripped, and combat protocols activated. Ball-mounted infinite repeater cannon swiveled towards the group of aliens, as the sentient Bolo tried to stop its own reflexes. The AS closed relays, shunted power from the automation. But it could not pul electrons back to the reactor. The damage was done. The infinite-repeater's magnetic coils glowed red, gripping the depleted uranium and cryo-hydrogen sliver in the breech...
Malkyer
16-01-2005, 19:50
"Captain, we have people running all over the place down there killing each other. Should we move in?"

"Not yet," Harrison replied. "We can't move in our ships and deploy forces fast enough to make risking provoking the terrorists worthwhile. What we can do prepare our enfirmaries to recieve casualties. I imagine a lot of people are going to be hurt when this is done. Send a message to whoever's in charge down there."

"Aye aye, sir."

***

Dispatch to ONI Concordiat, Green Sun gov't, others:
Due to the risk of provoking the terrorists into killing the hostages, I am keeping my ships back for the time being. However, I will make our medical facilities available to treat the wounded. Please acknowledge.

Howard Harrison,
Captain, Malkyeri High Fleet

OOC: he doesn't know that hostages have already been killed, that's why he's keeping his ships back.
ONI Concordiat
16-01-2005, 20:02
To Malkyer; ONI Concordiat Tranmission
<Unyielding Fist to Malkyer ship>
<Encryption: None>
Acknowleged. However, we are going to continue our campaign. Provost-General Thoma ordered the rebels killed, and that is the order to be carried out.
<End Transmission>

To Bretonian Scout Ship; Destroyer Fergus Anton Transmission
<Fergus Anton to Bretonian scout ship>
<Encryption: None>
The Concordiat has already encircled the enemy, and our forces, togeather with the valiant efforts of the Covenant troops, are pushing them back. However, you would be welcome to join the coalition. You amy want to ask others, however, as the rebels have announced that they will execute one hostage for every joining nation against them. But they will soon run out of hostages, and we will place our duralloy treads and our rubber boots into their faces! And the grunts on the planet with UC troops will eat them inside out! They will be made into an example!
<End Transmission>
Gaian Ascendancy
16-01-2005, 20:36
The two teams were set up at the Gate when a comm message is piped through...

":: Sire. We just intercepted the following messages. ::"

Aleaic instinctively looks up. "Say it loud for us please."

"Greetings, unknown armies," Lonnigan began. "My name is Ambassador Bill Lonnigan, I represent Bretonia in all alien encounters. I would like to urge you to put your troops on hold, and pull them to a safe distance. The terrorists will undoubtedly kill their hostages if you attempt to rescue them via brute force; and I doubt that will improve your relations with the Green Sun government any. Again I urge you to halt your advance; let us try to find a peaceful solution first."

Dispatch to ONI Concordiat, Green Sun gov't, others:
Due to the risk of provoking the terrorists into killing the hostages, I am keeping my ships back for the time being. However, I will make our medical facilities available to treat the wounded. Please acknowledge.

Howard Harrison,
Captain, Malkyeri High Fleet

To Malkyer; ONI Concordiat Tranmission
<Unyielding Fist to Malkyer ship>
<Encryption: None>
Acknowleged. However, we are going to continue our campaign. Provost-General Thoma ordered the rebels killed, and that is the order to be carried out.
<End Transmission>

To Bretonian Scout Ship; Destroyer Fergus Anton Transmission
<Fergus Anton to Bretonian scout ship>
<Encryption: None>
The Concordiat has already encircled the enemy, and our forces, togeather with the valiant efforts of the Covenant troops, are pushing them back. However, you would be welcome to join the coalition. You amy want to ask others, however, as the rebels have announced that they will execute one hostage for every joining nation against them. But they will soon run out of hostages, and we will place our duralloy treads and our rubber boots into their faces! And the grunts on the planet with UC troops will eat them inside out! They will be made into an example!
<End Transmission>

After hearing and reading the communiquaes, the Knights uncertain exchanged glances.

"~ So now what milord? ~" Ackronus's question makes Aleaic ponder for a moment..

..but the Excellency turns his eyes steel once more. "They sound too confident of failiure. Sorry, but I don't subscribe to such an ideal. We're going to save lives, 'not' to get anyone killed. They want to be so pessimistic, power to them. We will not delay...

'We' know better. The idea of keeping a situation 'safe' by letting the terroists hold their hostages for negotiations sake almost 'never' works..

..besides, these people don't sound like the peasable sort. We have to cut off the head 'now' before the rest of the animal strikes. After we secure the sector, we'll coordinate a take back of captured sectors the terroists are holding.

Everyone 'knows' their task?" ..the assembled nod.

Aleaic then nods to the Gate-Controllers. A shimmering field of multi-color, lanced constantly by plasma whisps arcs about the intracite, angelic carved, white diamond arch.the surge processors surrounding the dimensional portal constantly refract the massive field energies back into a feed loop, occuring trillions of cycles a second.

The field then splits into two sections, showing an 'image' for the two selected drop points the teams will end up. The more the image coalesces, the more surge the portal creates.

":: Portal accuracy at 96.3%. Six minutes till power amplification exhausts the Dimensional Core. ::"

Aleaic looks on. How likely is the enemy to see the portals?

":: 0.034% They'd have to be standing dead on it sire.

..course they'd 'die' from the shear effect if we passed through at that moment. No hostages detected near either portal. ::"

Aleaic nods. "Better engage the persacore shields to prevent the same fate to 'us' then ladies and gentlemen."

After said adjustments, they gather in strike formation near each gate. Waiting for the word.

"Last thing.. if hostages are immediately killed in the immediate moments of the strike, 'after' we secure the sectors, use your Healgen Paks to revive them immediately.

Try to clear them out in under five minutes if such happens, to prevent them being dead 'too long.'

Aleaic then turns to the portal. "Time to serve Gaian Honor..."
-Bretonia-
16-01-2005, 20:43
To Bretonian Scout Ship; Destroyer Fergus Anton Transmission
<Fergus Anton to Bretonian scout ship>
<Encryption: None>
The Concordiat has already encircled the enemy, and our forces, togeather with the valiant efforts of the Covenant troops, are pushing them back. However, you would be welcome to join the coalition. You amy want to ask others, however, as the rebels have announced that they will execute one hostage for every joining nation against them. But they will soon run out of hostages, and we will place our duralloy treads and our rubber boots into their faces! And the grunts on the planet with UC troops will eat them inside out! They will be made into an example!
<End Transmission>

"This one's fully encrypted, Ambassador," the Captain nodded. "The guy we're sending it to will have a hard time decoding it, the terrorists won't even know we sent it."

"I have no doubts that your armies are skilled and perfectly capable of defeating the terrorists," Lonnigan said, looking up at one of the microphones in the bridge ceiling. "But are you willing to defeat the terrorists at the expense of all the hostages, including their newly elected president? How well do you think the voting public of Green Sun will take that news? How well do you think President Uziel's successor will take that news? I urge you to hold on and see if the situation cannot be resolved peacefully. Once the hostages are secured and out of harms way, obviously the terrorists would need to be eliminated. But until then, the safety of their president in particularly must be of paramount concern."
Malkyer
16-01-2005, 23:08
Captain Harrison sighed. The other nations were sending in people, and he figured it was time to intervene.

"Mr. Donalds, please have SAS teams One and Two at the Rapid Deployment Room in five minutes."

"Aye, sir."

***

The elite SAS troopers, sixteen in all, gathered in the RDR and boarded their carriers. The carriers were just APCs, but modified with foldsapce engines to get them to the target fast. As the two eight-man teams loaded up, they recieved their briefing over the com.

"Listen up, we have a hostage situation involvling the President and President-Elect of Green Sun, as well as their families. We're going to fold you into a courtyard that we believe is near where the hostages are being held. It's a real mess down there, so try not to kill any friendlies. This is Harrison out, kill 'em dead, men."

Once the com quieted, the two carriers winked out of existence.

***

The two APCs appeared in the courtyard. Their machine guns swiveled around, searching for targets as the SAS men poured out of the rear doors. Sergeant Henry Micheals hurried to get behind a chunk of debris, and then began scanning for enemies.

"Bulldog 1, I don't see anything, over." From across the courtyard, Team One responded.

"Romeo 3, negatory, we don't see anything either. Looks like hell, though. Over."

"Roger that, Romeo. Looks like a fuckin' armored corp went through here not to long ago. Over." Indeed it did. There was rubble and debris everywhere, and blast marks along the walls. After a another brief radio conversation, Team Two headed east down a street, while Team One began moving north. The two Strykers stayed where they were, to act as a rendezvous point. Both SAS teams hoped to find the hostages, but at the same time, feared that they might not find anything worth saving.
ONI Concordiat
17-01-2005, 05:42
Fleet-Admiral Harper looked at the blinking red light on his computer, tapping it twice.

"What?"

"Sir, we have just finished decoding a transmission. It was encrypted strangely, but we finally got it."

"Send it here."

A voice blared from the speakers:


"I have no doubts that your armies are skilled and perfectly capable of defeating the terrorists," Lonnigan said, looking up at one of the microphones in the bridge ceiling. "But are you willing to defeat the terrorists at the expense of all the hostages, including their newly elected president? How well do you think the voting public of Green Sun will take that news? How well do you think President Uziel's successor will take that news? I urge you to hold on and see if the situation cannot be resolved peacefully. Once the hostages are secured and out of harms way, obviously the terrorists would need to be eliminated. But until then, the safety of their president in particularly must be of paramount concern."

The Admiral snickered, then began to laugh. He finally got over it, and tapped three more times on another icon on his pad.

"SWIFT Communications."

"Yessir?"

"Send a non-encrypted message in the clear. I need these people to understand what we are doing. Do NOT, repeat do NOT encrypt it. Now go, I want it done three units ago!"

To ALL; Battleship Unyeilding Fist
<Unyielding Fist to ALL>
<Encryption: None>
This is the Concordiat battleship Unyeilding Fist, and I am Fleet-Admiral Harper, of the First Dinochrome Brigade. I am sending you this message to warn you of several things. First of all, there is no peace. Ever. There is always another gunman, another insurgency. So the only way to stop them is not to let them start. Deter them, or have no peace. That's what we're here for. If other terrorists and insurgents see that we care about the hostages, think of the consequences! But you take away that dependency, and they lose a valuable negotiating chip. that's what we're here for. To show them that ANY action, wether it is picking a poisonous flower to give to someone or slagging an entire planet, is going to get severe and swift reprisals. We nip these insurgents at the bud, even at the expense of SEVERAL very good people, one being Green Sun's president, whom Provost-General Thoma is close to. But when the Militarists were first elected in the First Age of the Military, we vowed to destroy all opposition. We did NOT vow to save that opposition's barganing chips. So there you have it. Our mission, and our motive.
<End Trasmission>
-Bretonia-
17-01-2005, 11:49
"In which case, it seems rather pointless dealing with them at all," Lonnigan shrugged. "Ignoring them would be far cheaper than sending an unnecessarily huge number of ships at them, and attention-seekers who get no attention generally go off and sulk somewhere. And I'm curious as to how the Green Sun navy allowed you to enter their territory when you quite clearly intend to achieve little else than encouraging the terrorists to assassinate their president."
Malkyer
17-01-2005, 17:23
OOC: I'm going to be gone for most of the day, and won't be able to post anything until late this afternoon, so you can just ignore my soldiers on the ground until I get back.
Green Sun
18-01-2005, 01:22
Natasha looked at the strange looking creature then realized it was a United Cultures soldier.
"Thank you. May I borrow this?" she asked Jibjab, mtioning to the Needler. It nodded enthusiasticly. She grabbed the wounded terrorist by the hair and dumped a needler clip into his groin, blowing off his lower half. She handed it back to him.
"Thank you. Now I will be on my way, I have to get to safety," she told Jibjab as she ran off through the way the creature came in.
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"Sir! Reports say that Natasha has just escaped!"
"Dammit! This is falling apart, and quick. Is Majid dead?"
"He died ten minutes ago, sir."
"Good. Kill Rua."
"Yessir."
But as he said this, Uziel went up to him and hit the general in the nose with hsi elbow.
"Don't you FUCKING TOUCH Rua, or you're going to have fifteen fucking countries on your ass. He's a very holy man in Islam and if you touch a HAIR on him, it's going to be your ass. In the worst-case scenerio, they'll blame Green Sun for letting it happen, and I can't let that happen. Kill me if you must, but don't even TOUCH Rua."
"A spunky president. Maybe Green Sun would have been much wiser with you in charge in the nineties when Black Sun attacked you."
President Uziel then found himself on his back, knocked out.
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From: Green Sun congress
To: Green Sun liberation coalition forces
Reports have just come in. Majid, the Socialist Vice president dandidate, Taylor Equanant, the Standing Party Vice candidate, and former president Earnest Equanant have been killed. Natasha Equanant has escaped due to the help of a brave United Cultures soldier. President Uziel's condition is unknown, but we presume he is only wounded. Shortly after we gathered this the terrorists discovered we were tracking their movements via the security cameras. Green Sun ground forces have also been deployed.

From: Green Sun congress
To: Oni Cordiat
We warn you that if any of the hostages are killed due to your actions and carelessness of the hostages' lives, we will hold you and your army responsible. If this is to happen it will be considered an act of war and we will have no choice but to retaliate. For your sake make sure this does not happen.
-End transmissions-
United Cultures
18-01-2005, 01:39
Jibjab graciously let the lady use his needler. He took it back when she was done with it and then looked onto the courtyard. President Uziel was unconsious and three of the hostages were killed. He was a soldier, not a CT.
We hid back behind the wall were Natasha was raped. He thought to himself on what to do. Then he thought of something. His XM radio would pick up anything the Humans or the others were saying. He turned it on. Lots of politics going on. The Gaians were sending down one of their leaders. What a stupid idea, but then again that's all they had to spare to lead it. Green Sun did give them a home and a fence around it with 24-hour protection and a moat filled with sharks with freakin laser beams attatched to their heads.
I mean, come on, throw them a bone or something! he thought. He chuckled. Then he relaid a message of his own to them.

"Hello! Hello, this is Jibjab. I'm a United Cultures grunt in their army. I'm in the courtyard. Natasha Equanant has escaped. I repeat, Natasha Equanant has escaped. Three hostages have been kileld and one is wounded and unconsious. I don't know what to do. Can somneone help me? Please, I'm just a grunt and with the weaponry they have, I'm sure I'll die in a firefight, and we'd lose a hostage. Someone please help me."
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Sergeant O'Brein was leading his platoon on a recon of the streets when they came upon strange looking creatures, one tall, blue one surrounded by many little ones with triangular "hats" on their backs. They were definately holding weapons, and the tall one flashed his with its purple sheen flaring in the light. The sargeant raised his assault gauss, aiming at the creatures head. Through a closed COM, he ordered the platoon to fan out, and set the HIF emplacement about twenty yards behind him, and to cover him. He said "don't move" and continued to sight his weapon, the magnetic coils warm on his hands. He hoped the thing spoke Latinisch, or there would be big trouble.
The elite stared at his enemy's rifle and lowered his Carbine, realizing hwo they were.
"Oni Cordiat soldiers. Hmph. Your actions will get them killed if you're not careful," the elite told the Sergeant. He turned and went the other way. Then he picked up Jibjab's message.
"Jibjab? JIBJAB! Is that you?"
"Yes! Sir, please come quick. I don't know what to do!"
"Just stay there. Don't do anything."
"Right! Holding position!"
"Jackals, arm with your Beam rifles and get an aim on the Elite Crew terrorists. Grunts and Elites, come with me. Jibjab, tell me where the entrence to the courtyard is."
"Is this Fodamamee?"
"Yes. Jibjab?"
"Your little friend here is dead. But thank you for warning us about your snipers. I'm sure the General will appreciate it and spare president Uziel for last."
"Dammit! Snipers, fall back! Do not engage!"
Gaian Ascendancy
18-01-2005, 01:51
At the entire other end of the Green Star System, the wait was over..

Wordlessly, the gates were tunneled to the two appropriate locations.

A mere moment Uziel was hit, the general has something 'stark' glowing at the right of his eye.

..one end of a dual energy blade. At the holding end.. "Killing them won't do any good as far as 'I' am concerned.

..if you wish to live, halt the whole endeavor.. now..."

Aleaic and his first team was already in the room, as in a blink of an eye could make of such disbelief.

"And yes this is real by the way..." ..Aleaic seethes.

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That split second later, the second far heavier team was in one of the internal coridoors, and moving.

The heavy plodding of Lord Ackronus on the run... "~ Secure the zone as planned.. ~" ..said calmly..

..of course, they run into two terrorists quite suddenly... =@@=!!
Green Sun
18-01-2005, 01:53
The terrorists realized that the Gaians had found them. One opened fire and told the other to tell the general to execute two more hostages.
New Stamford
18-01-2005, 01:55
The Mayor put down the newspaper, looked at his aides, and said "LOL, ROFLCOPTER!" No, reall, that's how he talks.
Green Sun
18-01-2005, 01:58
Green Sun congress is reluctant to keep diplomatic relations with New Stamford in the light of their leader's...Situation.
Gaian Ascendancy
18-01-2005, 02:01
As if the terroists lasted long after that. About the only damage the shots made were the type tailors repair.

Gaian Blades also tend to make cuts that sever whole abdomens from each other.

As soon as the terroists were dispatched. Ackronus comms the Destiny "~ Trace the signal just sent, and localize the reciveing end with a field stun. Knock the entire group out until friendly forces can respond.

..and get the Regen-Med Pods activated after all. It's going to be a busy day ressurecting... ~"

Ackronus gets a reply and turns to his team. "~ We hold 'here' my fellows.. ~"
Green Sun
18-01-2005, 02:33
The general knew what had happened to his men.
"Alright. We're doing something new. Kill all the rifraff. Get the president, his vice, and the other candidates and get them on the chopper. And hang Tyrone Montoya off the side so they know we have them. Wait, were's Ishmael?"
They looked around to see he was gone.

"Dammit...Start the chopper. I'm going to take care of him myself."

The general wandered around and saw that the door to tha capital building was open. He enetered it and saw Ishmael run by.

"Ishmael, my lad, come out and join the others. You won't be harmed, I promise. I can't say the same for the others, I'm afraid."

"Kill me instead and let the others be. If you survive this whole thing and I'm alive you'll suffer a painful death, I garuntee it."

"Now, why would you want to do that? You know, I was a major politician in your home country before I joined Black Sun."

"You probably carried out the order for my father's death, too YOU BASTARD!" Ishmael screamed as he lunged at the General with a knife. The general dodged it and fired at Ishmael with his gun but missed. Ishmael swung around and knocked the pistol out of the General's hand. The Black Sun commander then pulled out his own knife. Ishmael lunged and wounded his foe on the shoulder, but Ishmael was stabbed on the leg. Wounded but not down, he limped back. The General knocked away Ishmael's knife hand and punched the Green Sun general in the face.

"You know, I'm proud of Yillik for his work against my terrorist network. The rebels from Risban, you know, the ones from when Green Sun was just a baby? Yes. I was the one who helped found their attempts. If it weren't for me, nobody would know Green Sun's name. If it weren't for me, Green Sun wouldn't even exsist."

"Earnest and my father founded Green Sun on a dream. You ended the dreamer taht started it, but his vision is still living on."

"Even in me. Now come my boy and meet your father."

"It's not time yet for me to see him again."

"But you just stabbed him in the arm."
Ishamel was silent.
"Yes. I just shot my best friend in teh face. I slit his child who wanted to help run the dream he and I started those many years ago. They never killed me. They were consumed by Black Sun before they got to me. Instead they kidnapped me and took me in and I slowly made my way to General, Ishmael. Come with em and we'll start Black Sun anew. We can start with Green Sun and its alliances Earnest so foolishly made."
"NEVER! You're not my father. He wouldn't try and stop the dream that is Green Sun. Nor would he try to absorb it into a monstrocity like Black Sun."

"You're rigt. He isn't your father," a new voice said from behind the General. Shotgun pellets went right through him. Earnest stood behind him.
"Earnest...But...You died right in front of me!"
"Yeah, I know, I know. Mere technicality. You really think I would let myself actually attend a high-risk gathering like this? It was a cyborg clone. Then I heard of what happened and knew it was your dad. Shame on what Black Sun's done to him. Come on. We've got terrorists to demoralize."
Gaian Ascendancy
18-01-2005, 02:47
The first team was regrouping within the palace, near a large office, while the second was holding up somewhere between the First teams location, and the entrance.

Aleaic, seeing nothing else could be done at his present location, orders his team to group up with the second.

Somewhere along the way, the shotgun blast is heard, and Aleaic's team stops. One Knight near him asks.. "Should we..."

"..later.." Aleaic replies quickly. "Let's find the second team. I don't feel the air of evil now for some reason.

..come.." ..and Aleaic's team moves on, passing nameless arches, coridoors and hallways...
Green Sun
18-01-2005, 02:49
((OOC: Earnest just put a Magnum Shotgun blast through the leader.))
Albinoism
18-01-2005, 22:17
The transports had landed about a couple of minutes ago. Several Imperial soldiers were now walking around servaying what had happened. One looked to his buddy and asked, "What happened?"
"I don't know, but i think we missed the good part."
Green Sun
18-01-2005, 22:28
This is a GSCN special report
Shortly after the Gaian Knights arrived, Green Sun Counter-Terrorist teams swarmed in. Five of the excess thirty of the hostages were shot in addition to the two killed. Natasha has been impregnated and is getting an abortion ASAP. President Uziel suffered a head wound, but should be fine. Ishmael suffered light wounds and Earnest is absolutely fine. However, Taylor Equanant and Majid have been killed and their funeral has been schedueled for in the next week.

In other news, Green Sun Congress is doing a thorough search of all the cities on all Green Sun planets. Their find was astonishing. Over three hundred groups have been organized, ranging from satanist groups to Black Sun loyalists to Elite Crew organizations. They have literally stripped the President of his power and is ordering Martial Law until these organizations have been arrested and expelled.

This just in, it seems that Green Sun is resigning from the UN. Yes, Green Sun is resigning from the UN after all it years participating in the open discussions and voting.

Um...This is unfortuneate, but we've just been ordered to stop broadcasting for a while so the Green Sun goverment can make its own announcements. Um...Good day.
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