Terronian
26-02-2005, 09:42
Boom! An explosian rang out amongst the rocks. As the debris settled a clear hole had been blown into the rock, small rubble and smaller stones were still falling sliding down the charred rock. A Terronian Comisar and a man wearing a turban hurridly come running out of some nearby bushes to inspect the new whole. The comisar was 32 year old Alesander Petrovoski an arrogant yet respected officer of the 23rd Trusajah Expiditionary Division of the Terronian Royal Marines. The Turban wearing fellow was young Hamjah Ar Kujama, a Trusajah local who was helping the Comisar build blow a tunnel through the mountains, and is one of the few Trusajah men who could speak Terronian, although alot of his grammer was horrible.
"Wow, Comisar, you sure blew the hole good up" sloshed Hamjah
"No, Hamjah, the Terronian goverment blew it up, soon this tunnel will extend out of the rock and your village will have better access to the roads, think of it as our countrys thanks for letting us fly our warplanes over and garrison our troops in your little insignificent country" cockily replied then COmisar
"Oh, um thank you, Comisar" replied Hamjah as he wearily looked around the rubble. "Oh COmisar, look at this mess, it will take many years to clear this out, maybe not even in my lifetime COmisar.
"Haha, Hamjah you crack me up", said the Comisar as he hardley hit Hamjah on the back cuasing the man to wince in pain.
Alesander feeling his work was done hopped in his KAV-11 Grizzley Unit and drive off to Sukut Marine Base. Upon arriving, he quickly jumped leaving the vehicle under the care of a young Basic, and strolled away. He encountered 3 men, 2 Majors and 1 Lieutenant were playing a game of Poji, (a Terronian card game in which players try to obtain 3 equal value cards of 1 suit in a poker style layout.) The 3 men noticing the Comisar looming over them, quickly snapped to attention and saluted.
"Boys, now you know there is no gambling aloud, I could have you repremanded" barked the Comisar. Each man sharded worried glances as the Comisar turned to face the 2 Majors.
'You 2, oh, now your officers you should know better, now, theres only one way your getting out of this, I feel like a little fun, Ile bet you I can shoot a bottle of your head with my rifle from 50 feet away." evily laughed the Comisar
"Um, sir if I might have a word!" spoke up one of the other Majors but was interruptd.
"No, you may no, eaither he takes my bet, I shoot the bottle and we let bigones be bigones, of course I coukd miss, or he refuses and I trun him in for insaburdination." said the Comisar under a toothy grin.
After a few second to think the Major agreed. Alesander went stepped back the alloted number of feet as the Major placed the bottle on his head. The Comisar had no intention to fire the rifle, this was just a mind game he played on soldiers not doing there jobs, yet as he looked down the barrel, a loud shot rang out, followed by more minor shots and the distinctive clattyer of machine gun fire. Everyone quickly dropped what they were doing to focus ther eyes upon the source of the noise. Along the East wall of the base, was a loarge hill, and streaming down the hill was what appeared to be Trusajah militia men, each of whom were clutching assualt rifles of various brands and countrys and firing them. Behind the soldiers were a few old Russian armor vehicles 1 of which had a menacing looking cannon attached to it.
"Shit, they fianlly snapped, goddam camel raping muslims" screamed the Comisar. He quickly demanded that the 3 men he was scolding as well as a the young Basic he had seen earlier follow him to the battle lines. They quickly rushed back into the Grizzley Unit and proceded to drive to the battle lines, the whole base must have been caught of guard becuase when they arrived there were little soldiers defending the wall and many of the defense bunkers were empty.
"You" screamed Alesander as he took his hand of the clutch to point at one of the men in the back of the vehicle, "Climb up and use the mounted Machine Guns, take out them goddam Mohammeds(racist name given by terronians to Trusajah people, such as American soldiers calling the viatemese Charlies and Gooks.)The man nodded obedianlty but with obvious fright in his face and climbed up. The man fumbled about looking for the ammunition container, when he finally the found it, his hands were trembling so bad, he was having a hard time loading the weapon. Around him, bullets were flying, men were laying on the ground gasping there fianl breaths and the speedy movements the Comisar was putting through the vehicle to avoid enemy fire was making him sick, whoch didnt help the situation at all.
After 40 seconds of fumbling he finally loaded the weapon, glacned down the barrel, took a deep breath, braced himself and began firing.After that the world was deaf, all he could hear was the loud thud of the machine gun. The Major had only counted about 3 kills when the truck was hit by an RPG, which struck about 2 feet in front of the vehciel, making enough force to blow the engine. The men were forced to ditch the vehicle, the Major who was manning the machine gun decided to stay with the Grizzley and lay down covering fire, but was soon hit by fire from an enemy armor after the other men left. They quickly ran into a nearby bunker which rocked from a nearby armor shell as they entered it. The Bunker was completley empty, except for 2 machine guns hastily welded to the frpnt openening. Without orders, 2 of the men quickly manned them and began laying suprression fire.
Along the back wall was a radio, from which Alesander quicklt hustled over to.
"Mayday Mayday, this is COmisar Alesander reporting from Sakut, we are under heavy land attack by local militais, request immediate air or naval support."screamed the COmisar into the radio. A faint siganl came droning back.
"This is 1st Admiral Horoko of the TNS Svailvana, we our close to your psoition, was is the enemy bearing. said the voice.
"Yes,um, godamnit, someone hand me a map" said the COmisar as one of the nearby men handed him a map. He quickly traced the latitude and longitude lines with his pinky. "They are at location 34.3N, 26.1E" said the Comisar.
"Roger that Comisar, naval bombardment and air support is on the way, we need to know your last name Comisar."said the radio.
"Its Commisar Papa, Echo, Tango, Romeo, Oscar, Victor, Oscar, Sierra, Kilo, India (Petrovoski for thos of you non military folk." said the Comisar.
"All right, you boys hold out a little longer" said the radio and cut off.
A few Miles away in a nearby straight, signals were being sent to turret workers abourd the TNS Svailvana, behind the ship, were 2 smaller frigates, 3 crusiers, and a large aircraft carriers which was currently catapulting aircraft.
The intercoms abourd the ship kicked in, "Okay men", they said we got a bunch of boys in there under siege, you have the Coordinates, "Fire For Effect". Bam, the huge hauling guns of the ship fired, speading there dangerous barrga etoward there target.
Back at the base, the Terronians had finally gotten enough Marines to the line to form a formidable defense, and signs of fatigue, and low supllies was falling over the Trusajahs. Soon the whistle of shells was heard until 2 shells hit the ground, erupting in 2 giant explosians which to the Terronian's were beutiful. The shells did the trick and they were soon routing the enemy militia were were attmepting to flee. Air support came promptly but too late to turn the course of battle and only succeeded in picking off a few of the slower moving amrmor vehicle.
Gun shots still rang out over the battle lines but nervous surviviors mistaking moving trees or shadows as hiding enemy. Each rifle fire was then followed by 10 more people fearing another assualt and letting loose there firle fire as well. It took near 19 "Hold Your Fire" calls from the officers to get the rifle fire to stop. The troops after taking a thurough inspection of the area left the line and marched back to the barracks, drunk with power and rancor.
The news finally hit Tabolov City 6 hours later, and was followed by a stirring speech from the Grand Duchy which stated the Terronian military would now have to sanction military control of Trusajah and how they were ungrateful.
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History
Trusajah, was an independent muslim state, ran by a Theocratic corrupt goverment. Being so close to Terronian, the Trusajah goverment ran operations to illegally bring drugs, and alchohal(Terronian is a dry country) into Terronian for profit. After placing a number of embargos on the nation, Trusajah declared a Jihad on Terronian asking all men faithful to God and Mohammed to attack Terronian and Kill Terronina citizens, the conflict got even more escualted as Terronian got stuck in a heated war with the Northern Provinces (A set of land above Terronian that is mostly muslim, it is owned by Terronian but not a state.) After various govermental threats, and attacks on Terronina borders, Terronina declared war and quikly struck at Trusajah, taking the country in 2 months. The populace had been fairly docile to the occupation and Terronina was trying to seek approval by locals by doing many favors for the people, the occupation has been held on the country now for 2 years, and the promised free elections Terronina had promised them have long been over do and withheld, the population grew weary and soon began revolting, this incident was the start of struggle to free or hold onto (depending on what side you take) of Trusajah.
*Srry if I offended any Muslim people in the above post, it was for the shear sake of realism and enviroment and im not racist to Muslims at all.
"Wow, Comisar, you sure blew the hole good up" sloshed Hamjah
"No, Hamjah, the Terronian goverment blew it up, soon this tunnel will extend out of the rock and your village will have better access to the roads, think of it as our countrys thanks for letting us fly our warplanes over and garrison our troops in your little insignificent country" cockily replied then COmisar
"Oh, um thank you, Comisar" replied Hamjah as he wearily looked around the rubble. "Oh COmisar, look at this mess, it will take many years to clear this out, maybe not even in my lifetime COmisar.
"Haha, Hamjah you crack me up", said the Comisar as he hardley hit Hamjah on the back cuasing the man to wince in pain.
Alesander feeling his work was done hopped in his KAV-11 Grizzley Unit and drive off to Sukut Marine Base. Upon arriving, he quickly jumped leaving the vehicle under the care of a young Basic, and strolled away. He encountered 3 men, 2 Majors and 1 Lieutenant were playing a game of Poji, (a Terronian card game in which players try to obtain 3 equal value cards of 1 suit in a poker style layout.) The 3 men noticing the Comisar looming over them, quickly snapped to attention and saluted.
"Boys, now you know there is no gambling aloud, I could have you repremanded" barked the Comisar. Each man sharded worried glances as the Comisar turned to face the 2 Majors.
'You 2, oh, now your officers you should know better, now, theres only one way your getting out of this, I feel like a little fun, Ile bet you I can shoot a bottle of your head with my rifle from 50 feet away." evily laughed the Comisar
"Um, sir if I might have a word!" spoke up one of the other Majors but was interruptd.
"No, you may no, eaither he takes my bet, I shoot the bottle and we let bigones be bigones, of course I coukd miss, or he refuses and I trun him in for insaburdination." said the Comisar under a toothy grin.
After a few second to think the Major agreed. Alesander went stepped back the alloted number of feet as the Major placed the bottle on his head. The Comisar had no intention to fire the rifle, this was just a mind game he played on soldiers not doing there jobs, yet as he looked down the barrel, a loud shot rang out, followed by more minor shots and the distinctive clattyer of machine gun fire. Everyone quickly dropped what they were doing to focus ther eyes upon the source of the noise. Along the East wall of the base, was a loarge hill, and streaming down the hill was what appeared to be Trusajah militia men, each of whom were clutching assualt rifles of various brands and countrys and firing them. Behind the soldiers were a few old Russian armor vehicles 1 of which had a menacing looking cannon attached to it.
"Shit, they fianlly snapped, goddam camel raping muslims" screamed the Comisar. He quickly demanded that the 3 men he was scolding as well as a the young Basic he had seen earlier follow him to the battle lines. They quickly rushed back into the Grizzley Unit and proceded to drive to the battle lines, the whole base must have been caught of guard becuase when they arrived there were little soldiers defending the wall and many of the defense bunkers were empty.
"You" screamed Alesander as he took his hand of the clutch to point at one of the men in the back of the vehicle, "Climb up and use the mounted Machine Guns, take out them goddam Mohammeds(racist name given by terronians to Trusajah people, such as American soldiers calling the viatemese Charlies and Gooks.)The man nodded obedianlty but with obvious fright in his face and climbed up. The man fumbled about looking for the ammunition container, when he finally the found it, his hands were trembling so bad, he was having a hard time loading the weapon. Around him, bullets were flying, men were laying on the ground gasping there fianl breaths and the speedy movements the Comisar was putting through the vehicle to avoid enemy fire was making him sick, whoch didnt help the situation at all.
After 40 seconds of fumbling he finally loaded the weapon, glacned down the barrel, took a deep breath, braced himself and began firing.After that the world was deaf, all he could hear was the loud thud of the machine gun. The Major had only counted about 3 kills when the truck was hit by an RPG, which struck about 2 feet in front of the vehciel, making enough force to blow the engine. The men were forced to ditch the vehicle, the Major who was manning the machine gun decided to stay with the Grizzley and lay down covering fire, but was soon hit by fire from an enemy armor after the other men left. They quickly ran into a nearby bunker which rocked from a nearby armor shell as they entered it. The Bunker was completley empty, except for 2 machine guns hastily welded to the frpnt openening. Without orders, 2 of the men quickly manned them and began laying suprression fire.
Along the back wall was a radio, from which Alesander quicklt hustled over to.
"Mayday Mayday, this is COmisar Alesander reporting from Sakut, we are under heavy land attack by local militais, request immediate air or naval support."screamed the COmisar into the radio. A faint siganl came droning back.
"This is 1st Admiral Horoko of the TNS Svailvana, we our close to your psoition, was is the enemy bearing. said the voice.
"Yes,um, godamnit, someone hand me a map" said the COmisar as one of the nearby men handed him a map. He quickly traced the latitude and longitude lines with his pinky. "They are at location 34.3N, 26.1E" said the Comisar.
"Roger that Comisar, naval bombardment and air support is on the way, we need to know your last name Comisar."said the radio.
"Its Commisar Papa, Echo, Tango, Romeo, Oscar, Victor, Oscar, Sierra, Kilo, India (Petrovoski for thos of you non military folk." said the Comisar.
"All right, you boys hold out a little longer" said the radio and cut off.
A few Miles away in a nearby straight, signals were being sent to turret workers abourd the TNS Svailvana, behind the ship, were 2 smaller frigates, 3 crusiers, and a large aircraft carriers which was currently catapulting aircraft.
The intercoms abourd the ship kicked in, "Okay men", they said we got a bunch of boys in there under siege, you have the Coordinates, "Fire For Effect". Bam, the huge hauling guns of the ship fired, speading there dangerous barrga etoward there target.
Back at the base, the Terronians had finally gotten enough Marines to the line to form a formidable defense, and signs of fatigue, and low supllies was falling over the Trusajahs. Soon the whistle of shells was heard until 2 shells hit the ground, erupting in 2 giant explosians which to the Terronian's were beutiful. The shells did the trick and they were soon routing the enemy militia were were attmepting to flee. Air support came promptly but too late to turn the course of battle and only succeeded in picking off a few of the slower moving amrmor vehicle.
Gun shots still rang out over the battle lines but nervous surviviors mistaking moving trees or shadows as hiding enemy. Each rifle fire was then followed by 10 more people fearing another assualt and letting loose there firle fire as well. It took near 19 "Hold Your Fire" calls from the officers to get the rifle fire to stop. The troops after taking a thurough inspection of the area left the line and marched back to the barracks, drunk with power and rancor.
The news finally hit Tabolov City 6 hours later, and was followed by a stirring speech from the Grand Duchy which stated the Terronian military would now have to sanction military control of Trusajah and how they were ungrateful.
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History
Trusajah, was an independent muslim state, ran by a Theocratic corrupt goverment. Being so close to Terronian, the Trusajah goverment ran operations to illegally bring drugs, and alchohal(Terronian is a dry country) into Terronian for profit. After placing a number of embargos on the nation, Trusajah declared a Jihad on Terronian asking all men faithful to God and Mohammed to attack Terronian and Kill Terronina citizens, the conflict got even more escualted as Terronian got stuck in a heated war with the Northern Provinces (A set of land above Terronian that is mostly muslim, it is owned by Terronian but not a state.) After various govermental threats, and attacks on Terronina borders, Terronina declared war and quikly struck at Trusajah, taking the country in 2 months. The populace had been fairly docile to the occupation and Terronina was trying to seek approval by locals by doing many favors for the people, the occupation has been held on the country now for 2 years, and the promised free elections Terronina had promised them have long been over do and withheld, the population grew weary and soon began revolting, this incident was the start of struggle to free or hold onto (depending on what side you take) of Trusajah.
*Srry if I offended any Muslim people in the above post, it was for the shear sake of realism and enviroment and im not racist to Muslims at all.