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Submarines had been prowling the northern Borneo coast for months, only leaving during the Greenland invasion. They returned quickly.

The head commander of all subs in the Pacific read the encoded message. It was short and to the point.

60,00 ground troops and 2 aircraft carriers coming within two days, 80,000 more troops and 5 aircraft carriers coming in a week at most. You are now in control of 50% of New Stamford's military. Use it well.

The plan was to attack Brunei first, then move on to capture the Malaysian part of Borneo. He knew that they must have had a hell of a time getting to this reigon. Nost probably, they had traveled south to avoid detection, but it was still an agonizing journey, made worse by the knowledge that not all of them would make the trip back.

He turned to his second-in-command. "Dictate for me, then send the message to the secret intelligence directors in Eternal Dragons and Taldaan. I'm sure they will be interested." The message would be sent out a few hours before the fighting started, and it was a general warning not to interfere. Another message was sent to Truitt that was somewhat different:

Non-interference will be rewarded by New Stamford by way of military assistance should you decide to invade mainland Malaysia.

As if the Pacific wasn't destabilised enough! We demand that you withdraw this attack. Due to rampant colonisation, the Pacific, especially around South-East Asia, is a powder keg waiting to blow. Do you want to be the ones that light the fuse?
Military action against Malaysia will be met with force.

Thomas Narshe, Minister of Defence

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A message popped up on Fleet Command's screens.
"Increase anti-submarine and anti-shipping patrols."

While not much heavy equipment was ordered, the battleship Morningstar was placed, along with supporting fleet, off the coast of Malaysian Borneo. Anti-submarine aircraft ran regular flights, and while they hadn't found anything yet, it couldn't be long.

***UPDATE***
OOC:
I have just found out that Malaysia is a Mikolsoft protectorate, and that that map hasn't been updated in a while (well, that I knew). I had assumed that the "Malaya" in the active RP section referred to another place entirely because I thought nobody could make a typo like that and not notice it for a week. Here is the RP: http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=380124&page=1&pp=15
So, since I cannot RP any other major invasion with any certainty, I will switch from Brunei and Malaysia to Brunei and Samoa (Western Samoa.)

IC: The sub commanders each turned a key on thier subs. Hatchs popped open on each, each one with coordinates preprogrammed into the flight conputer. When an additional button was pressed, the missiles roared out of the water and raced toward Brunei.

The Sultan's palace was hit first. The plan was to kill the Sultan and perhaps scatter the government, making the invasion that much easier. The palace exploded in an explosion that reminded those who saw it (and survived) of fireworks. A moment after that, three more hit the city in various strategic positions: the local barracks, the power station, and one intended for the parlaiment building that hit a nearby hotel instead.

Bandar was only one of fifteen cities hit. The commander gave the order to allow 20,000 of the invasion soldiers to invade the capital. The Bruneian military would be crushed.

ooc: Ok. Curses. I wanted to do something in Earth III.

OOC: I would like to hold a diplomatic alliance meeting with your gov't, but I am tied up in the Gray Hill's expansion in Italy, so I will do a more formal post later. I would like to discuss possable purchases, since I just sold Yemen and have a large surplus.

The coast had been captured, but there remained the Temburong and southern Belait to consider, and the army was concerned with the Western conquest. There was no doubt that it would be conquerored, but it was a question of when. Tutong was entirely in thier hands, and the people were so peaceful that there was almost no resistance.

Ground troops were protected (mostly) by a squadron of almost two hundred helicopters, carried over on four battleships. Soldiers had no problem marching into cities whose guardians had been shot to peices.

On Sunday, Stamford's army moved another twenty miles inland on the Western area. Rumors held that the ruler of this small nation had survived the attack and was fleeing the country, perhaps to rally foriegn troops. This would not happen.

OOC: Yep, I guess I'll keep going.

IC: Around a small town by the Mahar river, Stamfordian ground soldiers got ready for a raid. 780 men circled the town while seven helicopters got ready further away.

The Sultan of this small country had fled to this village with his entourage, hoping to escape New Stamford's justice (presumably he had something wrong, and New Stamford was here to punish him) but he had been found, and now it was time to finish this tiny war.

The men silently walked into town. It was nighttime, and nobody was out. Nearly forty men were outside of every home, surprisingly modern considering its isolation. They got the go-ahead.

Grenades were thrown in first. Explosions rang out all over the town. Screaming was heard sometimes, but it was always cut short with a quick burst of machine gun fire.

In one particularly large house, seven men ran out, all armed with pistols. Six guarded a seventh. They tried to hide around the other side of the house, but a second group coming from a nearby house pinned them.

Finally, only the Sultan was left standing. He looked out at them, smiling. He raised the pistol at the soldiers. A burst of gunfire made his stomach explode, and he fell to his knees. He raised the pistol quickly - expending all his strenght to do so - and squeezed off a single shot, which hit a weak spot in the armor around the neck of one man. He grabbed his neck, and fell to the ground at the same time as the Sultan.

They dragged the dead man out of the town and called the helicopters to begin bombing.

OOC: Get on AIM >.<

IC:

The Presidente looked over the reports of what had been happening. "Get a diplomat over to North America to meet with them, now." He commanded. Obviously having New Stamford as a neighbor was not his best interests.

RP on hold until I find out what's what on Earth III.