NationStates Jolt Archive

"Today at 12:05 Pm, During a Protest against a Government Policy involving free speech, Terrorists opened fire on Government soldiers stationed around the Protest, in the Ensuing firefight more than 200 civilians and 50 soldiers were killed along with 45 terrorists,"

The President Of Kratloctostan, Beniah Depue, Had this to say

"It saddens me that Civilians were killed in the Crossfire during this bloddy mess,irregardless, the Men that perpetrated this evil act WILL be caught and WILL be punished, I Now ask all nations available to assist me in finding those responsible for this heinous act."

The Second Empire is saddened by these events and offers two million USD to the government of Kratloctostan in order to pay off the families that suffered losses. Moreover, the Kratloctostan government has our full backing in the hunting of the cells of said terrorist.

"The Soverign Government of Kratloctostan Accepts the Support of the second Empire and Thanks it for its efforts."- Chief Foreign Advisor Ulrich Gratovitz

In Other news, after the Acceptance of the treaty by Kratloctostan the Presidental Palace was attack by a large force of Terrorists, the Kratloctostan White Guardsmen put down the attack, Hundreds were killed during the battle and by a car Bomb that exploded outside the Foreign affairs office.

OOC This is the first time I've tried anything like this If im fubaring it up tell me

Breaking News From Kratloctostan

"The Country is In Complete Civil War as Terrorists have incited the masses to rebel.the Capital City or Emiria is ablaze as the White Guards do battle with the Seperatists, hunderds have been killed."

"General Volotov has authorised the Execution of all Terrorists and seperatists when captured, currently there is fighting all over the country, the General is asking for aid from all friendly nations to help put down the revolt."

OOC:there not terrorist there REBELS

OOC they WERE terrorists NOW they're rebels

Breaking News From Kratloctostan

"The Country is In Complete Civil War as Terrorists have incited the masses to rebel.the Capital City or Emiria is ablaze as the White Guards do battle with the Seperatists, hunderds have been killed."

"General Volotov has authorised the Execution of all Terrorists and seperatists when captured, currently there is fighting all over the country, the General is asking for aid from all friendly nations to help put down the revolt."

If the government of Kratloctostan wishes it, Malkyer will send a regiment of Royal Marines to aid in the restoration of order in your country. Please let us know your decision as soon as possible.

"Kratloctostan would appriciate the assistance, deploy them by air to our capital as soon as possible,"

The Capital was silent for a time,Pvt.Andross took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it. The Burning ashes of the Foreign Minister's office served as a good command post for the Krat's forces. "A Batallion of M1A1's is on the way." Shouted Sgt. Glickmann. we need to prepare for they're arrival....


"This Rebellion will Succede or die trying!" Said the Rebel Leader Alexi Makesli. "There is a tank convoy headed for the capital,make sure they never make it! "Maklyer had better stay out of OUR war or I Will give the order to activate our Cells there. They will regret the interference."

OOC: Kratloctostan, RPing terror cells in my country is fine with me, but you've got to RP getting them there first.

IC:
It was hard to move an entire regiment by air, but the Malkyeri Air Force was a capable one. KC-135 transports carried the Marine regiment's armored elements, mostly M1A2 Abrams tanks and Stryker IFVs. Modified Boeing 747s carried the soldiers themselves. It was a long flight, but the men got rest, and arrived more or less feeling good. A day to get over jet lag and review plans, and the 52nd Royal Marines would enter the fight.

As the first planes landed, Colonel Harrington found the Kratloctostanian officer who was receiving them. He saluted and asked, "Where are we to be deployed?"

OOC Sorry m8 still new at this forgive me :headbang:


IC Vostyler Warsovich was very nervous as he got of the train in Malkyer territory, "Where are your papers?' said the Malkyer Official. "Here you go officer." Replied Vostyler. "Ok everything checks out, your free to go about as you please," Stated the Official. "A few hours later the remainder of the men got off the train and moved to a safe house in the city. "Good thing there are those sympathetic to us in this country and were able to get us these papers, Now we await Comrade Makesli.



Meanwhile In the Capital

Captain Ostrovich returned the salute and said "Deploy your men around the Capital and at the Checkpoints. We really appriciate the help." "Have your Men get a hot meal at the checkpoints."

Joe Donogan thought there was something wierd about the man who'd just gone through Customs after getting off of the train. He'd seemed very nervous when he'd given Donogan his papers. Pretty much anyone familar with Malkyer knew it was a relaxed country, immigration-wise. Huh. I guess maybe he though we'd be more like VE or somewhere. Wow, that's a stretch if there ever was one. Vostyler Warsovich...sounds like Russian or something. Malkyeri schools were taught in English, the language of close to eighty percent of the population, but offered courses in Gaelic, Russian, and German, the other official languages. Donogan had opted for German, and that had been thirty years ago...he continued into a convoluted train of thought as he focused on his ham sandwich.

***

"Thank you," Harrington said, and turned to leave. His adjutant, Captain Hargrave, fell in step behind him. "Send 3rd Battalion to the city center. We'll set up a CP there. Disperse 4th and 5th among the checkpoints. I want 1st and 2nd Battalions as a mobile reaction force, so we can go after the rebels, as soon as we get set up here. Put the armor with 2nd Battalion."

"Yes, sir," Hargrave saluted and left, to inform the Battalion commanders.

"It was a Quiet night as the terrorists planned they're move.

"Ok Comrades, Tomorrow we strike, The Parts for the Bomb are already being constructed, we will place it in a car, drive toward the train station During rush hour and Destroy it as people are getting off. We Will be killed for the cause but the struggle will continue!'


In Kratloctostan...


"Colonel Harrington! come quickly!"The Rebels are Attacking!!!"

Green SUn can offer sattelite photos and possibly orbital strikes against their encampments.

Gen.Lemoski marched his men toward the capital to attack...

"Be ready for battle men! The Enemy has reinforcements prepared to do battle with us,the front will be heavily guarded. 1st Bastallion stayt to the flanks with the armor." "We're here!! Lock and load prepare for battle!"

President Depue was in his office with his cabinet during the attack.

"Sir stay down!" His head security office yelled over the blazing gunfire. "If you die here then the nation is doomed!" Just then an RPG hit the building killing 5 guards and the chief of police and secuirty and critically wounding the chief armaments minister. "The president commanded to his people "Get a message to Malkyer!" "The war is growing we need more reinforcements!"

Four Green Sun Chinooks have been dispatched to help out Kratloctostan. They contain some members of our best Counter-Terrorist team, the Forge Force. To prevent the technological advancement of the terrorists, they are equipped with M8 rifles.

"Kratloctostan is thankful for Green Sun's Assistance."

In response to Kratloctosan's hostility toward The Dictatorship of InsaneHunter I am sending troops to aide the rebellion.

Kratloctostan Is Prepared to Defend itself from Scum like you." :sniper: :sniper:

Men rushed in and out of the regimental command post as 3rd Battalion scrambled itself to defend against the rebel attack. "Colonel Harrington, the Presidential Palace is under attack. I've sent out a company to defend it, but reports indicate heavy casualties already."

"Good. Anything else, Captain?"

Hargrave nodded his head. "They've asked for more troops from us."

"Right. I'll get on the phone with High Command. Tell Major Barton he's in charge until I finish."

"Yes, sir."

***

Two hundred heavily armed and heavily irritated Marines moved through the streets of the capital towards the Presidential Palace. The commander of B Company signaled to his radio man.

"Johls, try to raise President Depue or his guards. Tell them we're coming."

"Right, sir."

The soldiers emerged from the alley ways to the sounds of heavy fighting. It looked like the rebels were on the verge of taking the Palace when the Marines first engaged them. Up until now, they'd been fighting surprised, frightened, and relatively inexperienced local troops. Now they would get the honor of dying at the hands of the finest regiment in the Royal Marines.

The Marines poured out of the alleys and streets into the courtyard in front of the Palace, taking shots at any rebels they saw. Their main advantage here was surprise, and they pressed it to its fullest. Most of the men in the Royal Marines are 'Expert' marksmen, and they took their time to find good targets. Two squads of Marines moved up the steps at the front of the building, and took up positions to defend the entrance as their comrades used anything that didn't move as cover to rain a hellish torrent of fire on the rebels. One of the Marines at the door, a sergeant, moved to the door and hit it with the butt of his rifle, to try and gain the attention of the people inside.

"Sarge! Look there," one of the soldiers with him point to a shattered window with bad burns around it. It looked like someone had hit it with an RPG. "Isn't that the President's office?"

"Shit..." Then the private got hit with a stray bullet, from a rebel or Marine the sergeant couldn't tell. He dropped to the ground, waited, then stood and dragged the private behind some cover where he cut the soldier's pant leg off and began to apply a tourniquet.

***

To: Government of Kratloctostan
From: Ministry of Defense

We acknowledge your request for more assistance, and have authorized a brigade to aid you. They will arrive within the week.

***

To: Government of Insane Hunter
From: Ministry of Foreign Affairs

Your threat has been noted, and you are hereby warned: involve yourself in Kratloctostan's civil war, and we will involve ourselves in a violent overthrow of you government.

It is sad terrorists attack civilians. I pledge 2 million USD to the country affected and 3 million USD for the civilians families who were killed.

OOC: Crap post I know a bit tired

The tyrannical government of the Dictatorship of InsaneHunter has been overthrown. The nation is now known as the People's Republic of InsaneHunter and the troops in Kratloctostan have been reassigned to help restore peace to the country.

Official Statement from the office of Kuroi Lukav
After careful deliberation with the minister of warfare, Maldaathi has decided to send 5 Platoons of Rangers to aid in the defence of Kratloctostan. The Rangers should arrive in 4-5 days.

The tyrannical government of the Dictatorship of InsaneHunter has been overthrown. The nation is now known as the People's Republic of InsaneHunter and the troops in Kratloctostan have been reassigned to help restore peace to the country.

We note the change in InsaneHunter's stance, and appreciate your change of heart.

The Holy Empire of the House of Ellison has been observing these events for some time, and has also been in contact with Kratloctostan with regard to intervening and ending the conflict effectively. Two platoons of elite White Templars, and a thousand Brothers of the Imperial Army, were dispatched previously and are currently on route to the hot-zones.

The Chinooks echoed through the streets as they played Beetoven to announce their coming. For the Forge Force, this was routine. They had been on missions like this dozens of times. But recently they had been very bored. They were grateful that they had a mission now. The Chinooks flew over Colnel Harrington's battle and they turned and started to land with teh soldiers inside already firing.

Major Barton looked up as he heard the helicopters approaching. Four Chinooks, with men inside firing. They were shooting at the rebels, so they were friendly. That was good. Barton's attention was brought back to Earth when he saw a rebel leap over a barricade that the Marines had erected. He raised his pistol and fired right into the man's eye. A Marine corporal with a M289 SAW (Squad Automatic Weapon) ran up and crouched behind the barricade, and began raining lead upon the rebels. Figuring this position to be secure, Barton ran to the Command Post.

Inside, Colonel Harrington swore as the report came in from the battle at the Presidential Palace. He looked up at Barton as the major saluted. Harrington returned the salute and said, "It's looking bad. The CO of B Company's been hit, and some of the troopers have reported that the President's office has been hit pretty hard. RPG, they think."

Barton whistled. "That is bad, sir. I think we've got the situation under control outside. We've lost about thirty men, but I think that's more from the surprise factor than good fighting on part of the rebels. Some helicopters came and were shooting at them, but I didn't see where they were from."

"Green Sun. Some special operations team they sent. Supposed to be pretty good. Anyway, I want this mess here cleared up as soon as possible. I've ordered 1st Battalion to move through the city to the Presidential Palace to relieve B Company."

"A whole battalion, sir? Is that wise, considering the conditions?" Barton was referring to the intense urban combat.

"I've got them spread out. They're covering a wide area. Never more than a platoon on the same street." Barton nodded his understanding.

"Well, sir, should I go outside and see to the GS troops?"

"Yes. Dismissed, Major." He saluted, Barton returned it, and the junior man left the CP.

***

In the courtyard of the Presidential Palace, the battle had turned into a stalemate. The Marines had pretty much cleared the courtyard of rebels, and now held that area, the front of the palace, and a couple of small buildings across the street. In a ring around them, the rebels held most of the territory. The rebels could not dislodge the Marines, and the Marines could not send enough men to beat back the rebels without seriously compromising their position. Some twenty Marines had fallen, and another fifteen were badly wounded. Another thirty were wounded, but not badly.

At the entrance of the Palace, Lieutenant Tuomas Mannerheim kept trying to get the occupants to open the door. After a few mintues of no success, he raised his rifle and shot the door knob with a three-round burst. Once that was done, he kicked the door open and took two men with him into the foyer.

"Major Barton, I'm General Duke Yillik Kort of Green Sun. I was the first Forge Force soldier and my team and I are willing to fight. When we're done I want my Chinooks looking better than the way I left them, alright?"

"Major Barton, I'm General Duke Yillik Kort of Green Sun. I was the first Forge Force soldier and my team and I are willing to fight. When we're done I want my Chinooks looking better than the way I left them, alright?"

Barton saluted to the Green Sun general. "Of course, sir. Right now where we need you the most is at the Presidential Palace. The rebels attacked there in force, and they may have hurt the President. We have a company of Marines holed up in front of the Palace, but we haven't made contact with the government yet. We don't know who's in charge over there, or if they're still alive, even. A rooftop insertion would be great."

OOC: I'l do another post at the Presidential Palace once Kratloctostan replies.

"Lt.Kent get yourself over here now!" Captain Lucas yelled at the New Lieutenant. "We've got multiple hostiles down here and we need support!"

"Sir. Green Sun's Reinforcements have arrived and are forming a defenseive line behing us. Perhaps we should go back behind it and regather our men."

"How many have we lost?"

"Around 80 KIA Wounded or missing sir."

"I See, Get me the CO of the Green Sun troops... AAGH!"

"Sir!... he's dead.. Lieutenant Kratovich hold here I'm going to meet green Sun's commander."

"Ugh what happened??" The President moaned, all he remembered was a bright flash and then he blacked out. He looked at his Shoulder it was bleeding, a piece of the table had wedged itself into it. He yelled in pain as he took it out. "Who goes there!" said the Wounded President as he saw a black military dressed figure walk toward him.....

"Hehe This will finally get us our Independence!" Said the terrorist leader as he looked at his new Very small Biological bomb." It has taken awhile but we finally have it." "Men!.. prepare for delievery of this bomb to the Palace,where most of the troops are stationed."......

The MH-60 Little Bird (http://www.redstone.army.mil/history/aviation/aircraft/mh-6_003.jpg) helicopters flew above the courtyard, and began hovering above the Presidential Palace. The first of the helicopters lowered itself to hover just above the roof, and the six-man special forces team disembarked. The second chopper did the same, and dropped off its team. The two empty helicopters flew back to the regimental command post, while the other two stayed on station to ward off attackers. They gained altitude until they were out of range for small-arms fire, and then began circling. One of them began broadcasting a message over a loudspeaker.

"President Depue, we are coming to get you. Stay where you are. Men are coming inside to get you and your cabinet out of here. Stay calm, and don't worry."

The two SAS teams moved along the roof top until they found an access hatch. Sergeant Moscovitz, their leader, decided the time for subtlety was long past, and shot the lock off of the hatch. He kicked it open, and then climbed down to the interior with Blue team. Red team, the snipers, stayed on the roof and watched over the rear of the palace, the part that wasn't covered by Marines.

***

Lieutenant Mannerheim and his two men ran through the corridors of the palace, searching for the President's office. Mannerheim spotted an aide in the hallway, cowering under a table. "Hey! You, there. Which way to the President's office?" The man pointed down a hall, and the three Marines took off running. While they were running, Mannerheim's radio crackled.

"Lieutenant, this is Sergeant Moscovitz, SAS. You're looking for the President's office, right? We're already there. Listen, I need you to go back outside and radio the CP. Tell them to send a chopper to pick him up."

"You've got him already?"

"Give us two minutes."

"Roger that. Mannerheim out," he said, flicking off his radio. "Change of plans. We're going back outside."

"Damnit!" cursed one of the Marines, and they started running the direction they'd come from.

***

Moscovitz frowned as he saw the man standing in the doorway of the office. He was blocking the SAS men from getting to the President, who looked pretty badly hurt. The elite soldiers were under cover, behind columns and tables and the like. One of Moscovitz's men, Kowalsky, had a bead on the back of the man's head. One shot would make the guys head explode like a grapefruit. The commando signaled to the sergeant Should I fire?

Negative. We don't know if he's friendly or not. Wait a minute.

Affirmative.

If he goes for a weapon, waste him.

OOC Yea it was one of your Marines

Wait, No it isnt nvm

OOC: Wait, it's not. Ah, I just finished editing it, too. Damn! I'll re-edit it, I guess.

"A Little Bird, Its a Chopper guys they're gonna get the President out!" A Terrorist, Vladmir Shaloski, Said to his men hiding by the Capital.

'What do we do then?"

"Get the RPG And try to take it out." "Yes Sir"

Meanwhile on the east side of town...

"When are we gonna get some of those reinforcements that they sent to this city? we could use em right now." Major Drakov said to his Commander Col.Llich. "I Don't know but it definately would be a god-send, said the Colonel, lighting up a cigarette. "Sir, you need to see this!" a Private yelled to him.

"What is it?" asked the Colonel.

"Tanks Sir!" Yelled the scared Private. "Lots of tanks AND infantry support!'

"Open Fire!" Commanded Llich "Drakov get on the wire and tell H.Q we need Reinforcements if this side is going to hold!"

"A Little Bird, Its a Chopper guys they're gonna get the President out!" A Terrorist, Vladmir Shaloski, Said to his men hiding by the Capital.

'What do we do then?"

"Get the RPG And try to take it out." "Yes Sir"

Meanwhile on the east side of town...

"When are we gonna get some of those reinforcements that they sent to this city? we could use em right now." Major Drakov said to his Commander Col.Llich. "I Don't know but it definately would be a god-send, said the Colonel, lighting up a cigarette. "Sir, you need to see this!" a Private yelled to him.

"What is it?" asked the Colonel.

"Tanks Sir!" Yelled the scared Private. "Lots of tanks AND infantry support!'

"Open Fire!" Commanded Llich "Drakov get on the wire and tell H.Q we need Reinforcements if this side is going to hold!"

Sergeant Harris ducked into the tank. "They're calling for reinforcements on the east side of town. We're going." The driver began moving the M1A2 forward, and the platoon of fourteen tanks, the regiment's armored fist, began rolling. Harris got on the radio.

"Colonel Llich, this is Sergeant Harris. We're on our way with tanks. We'll be there in a few minutes. Can you hold until we arrive?"

***

One of the Little Bird pilots noticed a group of rebels moving along a sidestreet, carrying a tube of some sort. "Oh, shit." He flicked on the radio to the other pilot to warn him. "Rebels below and to the east. They have an RPG."

"Right, I've got them." The other chopper maneuvered a little bit, and then the pilot squeezed the trigger of his machine gun, sending a hail of bullets flying at the rebels.

"Roger Sgt.Harris, We can Hold.....hopefully" Responded Llich."But be careful, there's hundreds of them here, I Don't know how they're getting these arms unless someone was arming them or stealing them from one of our forces."

Just then a Bullet struck the Colonel in the Arm and one in the shin.

"Hurry Sgt. Harris it's getting bad over here."


In Malkyer the terrorists were about to make they're retaliation strike against the country for its interference...

The Terrosists slowly brought the bomb back to the train station...

"Ready Comrades? remember we do this for our brothers on Kratloctostan!"

"We're ready to accept our fates replied his men."

He slowly put his finger on the trigger........

"Roger Sgt.Harris, We can Hold.....hopefully" Responded Llich."But be careful, there's hundreds of them here, I Don't know how they're getting these arms unless someone was arming them or stealing them from one of our forces."

Just then a Bullet struck the Colonel in the Arm and one in the shin.

"Hurry Sgt. Harris it's getting bad over here."

The Terrosists slowly brought the bomb back to the train station...

"Ready Comrades? remember we do this for our brothers on Kratloctostan!"

"We're ready to accept our fates replied his men."

He slowly put his finger on the trigger

CNN News Report
"A bomb exploded at a train station earlier today, killing five people and injuring close to two dozen more. Some have speculated that this attack, the first of it's kind in Malkyer, is in retaliation for Malkyeri involvement in the Kratloctostan civil war. Police forces and the Royal Intelligence Agency are working together to try to find out whether this was an isolated incident, or if the perpetrators were part of a larger group of cells in the country. The Prime Minister issued a statement an hour and a half ago saying that this attack has only strengthen our resolve to defeat the terrorist threat in Kratloctostan. More on the story as it develops."

***

The fourteen tanks moved along the outskirts of the town, quicky but as quietly as possible. They were aided in this by the sounds of fighting that poured in from the city proper. Sergeant Harris' gunner peered through his sights, searching for enemy tanks. Then he spotted one. The great advantages of the M1A2 were its range, and ability to fire accurately while moving. The gunner was about to make use of both of those abilities. He targeted a tank close to a thousand meters away, and fired a HEAT round at it. The commander had already targeted another tank, and he moved his sights to line up. In seconds, another shell fired at another enemy tank. All fourteen tanks in the platoon continued in this pattern, cutting through the enemy and working their way toward the cut off Kratloctosanian troops.

Major Drakov walked toward Sgt. Harris,Saluted and said "Thank you for your help. However. do you have a medic the Colonel is badly hurt and requires Medical attention before he bleeds to death."


"Northwest of the Capital, The Small village of Gratchil has been completely destroyed by rebel forces, Everyone in the town has been killed and it is now considered the Rebel's forward command post."

After Days of fighting in the Capital, it finally seemed to die down. "Colonel Harrington." Cried the newly appointed General Travok Dungord. "Colonel,thank you for your Assistance in this battle."
"We have learned that the rebels have established a command post at Gratchil." "If it is taken Peace finally begin to enter into the Minds of these bastards." "We'll need your support."

Major Drakov walked toward Sgt. Harris,Saluted and said "Thank you for your help. However. do you have a medic the Colonel is badly hurt and requires Medical attention before he bleeds to death."

"Yes, I'll get him. The non-com ran off to one of the tanks, and grabbed the corpman.

"I'll do what I can, sir," he said to the colonel.

"Northwest of the Capital, The Small village of Gratchil has been completely destroyed by rebel forces, Everyone in the town has been killed and it is now considered the Rebel's forward command post."

After Days of fighting in the Capital, it finally seemed to die down. "Colonel Harrington." Cried the newly appointed General Travok Dungord. "Colonel,thank you for your Assistance in this battle."
"We have learned that the rebels have established a command post at Gratchil." "If it is taken Peace finally begin to enter into the Minds of these bastards." "We'll need your support."

"Sir, I think it best if the Regiment stays here to protect the city. An entire brigade will be arriving within a couple of days, and they will be able to infinitely more than a single regiment."

***

The Royal Navy ships glided over the water, bringing their cargo of death to the rebels in Kratloctostan. Tomorrow, the 95th Mechanized Infantry Brigade would arrive in-theater, and they would crush the rebel command post at Gratchil. They would have their revenge for the train station bombing in Malkyer.

"Finally we are able to organize and attack them!" Gen. Travok Dungord said to his Staff

"Yes Sir." said his Sub-ordinate Lt.Col Zaar

"Prepare the 52nd Kratloctostan Armored Brigade and the 34th Infantry to go against Grachil. I Want the White guards to stay at the capital and keep it secure. Have the 89th Infantry Rearm and dispatch to the North where the fighting is still fierce."

"This is It Men." said the new leader of the Rebel Forces Ordon Sparovich
"When they arrive, we defend as hard as we can."
'We have Soldiers,Tanks, Mortars, RPG's even a few Helicopters ready for them when they arrive."
"How many men do we have right now Lt Col. Durnsk?"
"As of in this city we have 7,000 trained and armed soldiers and at least 1,000 more militia."
"Perfect! After our victory here we will retake the capital,kill the President and retake the country in our name!"
The Cries of his men agreeing with his proclamation shattered the quiet night.

F-117 stealth fighters flew over the countryside of Kratloctostan. In the darkness of night, the country looked peaceful. The appearance was a lie, the pilots knew, and they were about to make it more so.

***

Sergeant Moscovitz and his SAS team moved through the darkness toward the town of Gratchil. They were going slowly, crouching and crawling through the grass so as to avoid notice by the rebel defenders. When they reached the outskirts of the town, they moved alongside a building, and began to move toward where the satellite photos showed the rebel tanks. After close to half an hour of moving silently and slowly through the dark streets, they reached the place where the vehicles were kept. Sergeant Matthews stayed a little behind, to watch the team's rear. Another team member reached into his pack, and brought a small device, a laser designator. He trained it on the center of the target, and waited.

As Matthews looked into the darkness, made brighter by his NVGs, he saw a rebel approach. The man was obviously a guard. He stopped in the alley, and lit a cigarette. Matthews slowly set down his rifle and crept up behind the man. He drew his garrote cable, and then rose slowly behind the man. Then he quickly brought the wire around the man's throat to choke him, and covered the man's mouth with his hand so he couldn't yell for help.

***

"SAS Blue Team, this is Bravo-Tango-Alpha. We are reading your laser spotter, and are on target. ETA one minute...Okay, visual confirmed, you might want to get out of there."

***

The SAS team set the designator on its tripod, and left. They moved through the streets, and left the town just as the first bombs hit.

*President Usafei of Nedinskia steps up to the podium that bares the Nedinskia seal. Several generals and heads of state stand behind him. It appears as if someone cues him to begin*

"My beloved citizens, we are faced today with an issue that we must not take lightly. The people of Kratloctostan find themselves locked in a civil war, a battle that is taking the lives of innocents. We as good concious beings can not stand idily by and allow this bloodshed to continue.

"That is why after confering with the president of Kratloctostan he and I have agreed that Nedinskia will provide a division to aid in the battle to sustain the nations soverignty, and to bring this horrible conflict to a swift end. As I speak Nedisnkai's forces are enroute to perform an amphibous assault and offer aid to the forces of Kratloctostan.

"With the help of our God, this will be a swift and decisive battle. Thank You."

*The president steps away from the podium and nations television stations return to their scheduled prgraming.*

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*Some where off the coast of Kratloctostan a small Nedinskia Strike force moves into position to support the assault. A call is made to the commanding admiral. One word is spoken... "Rub."

With that the Admiral hangs up the com phone and gives the order for a naval bombardment of the shore, and several landing craft begin their journey towards Kratloctostan.*

"Lookout,Bombers incoming!' shouted an insurgent.

"How could they have slipped in without us noticing? Said another

"Get the Long Range SAMs up Now!" Said Lt. Col Zaar

The SAMs fired into the night trying to hit the Stealth Fighters, they're stolen guidance mechanisms pretty much up to date,stolen from a weapons shipment to the government from one its allies they were proving quite useful.

"Outer guards, a small force has sabotauged our force, be prepared for their arrival."

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Outside the city limits Pvt.Alexander heard a rustle in the trees nearby. Others heard it too and went to investigate. The Newly discovered sabotage force killed the two men quickly and shot at Alexander,missing him.
Alexander notified the tank who fired at the Men running away through the field.....
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Nedisnkai Transports slowly moved toward the Shore, thinking it would be a quiet insertion, they were very wrong...

"Fire!" ordered the shore commander of the Rebel forces
They fired at the transports with RPG'S and other rocket's along with Artillery and Small Arms fire. Two transports were struck with the fire and one was caught on fire.

So Ended the peaceful night....

Like flies to a rotting corpse the Red Tide Mafia was quick to act on the civil war.

Top Secret Message From unknown source to Kratloctosan Freedom Fighters
"We represent... the discreet supply business around here. We can supply any weapons you need up to SCUD-B Missiles and KA-50 attack helicopters... for a price. Here are our wares and their price.

Handheld Weapons
RPG-18: A rocket launcher similar to the American LAW. 1500 per launcher.
AEK-101:A assualt rifle that melds the reliability of the AK-47 and the range, accuracy, and lightweight of the AK-74. 1100 per gun
MP-5K:Who DOESNT know about this submachine gun? 900 per gun
SA-7 Grail:A handheld, heatseeking, surface-air missile. 2000 per launcher
APCs
BMP-2:Armed with a 30mm autocannon and a single TOW launcher, this will make your day! 3 million per APC
Main Battle Tanks
T-80U:A superb, heavily armed, heavily armored tank. Armed with a 125mm high-velocity gun and two .50 caliber machine guns(one mounted, one co-axial). 5 million per tank
Artillery:
M-1978 Self-Propelled Artillery Guns: This is a 155mm artillery gun mounted on a tank chassis. Can rotate 160 degrees in either direction. 7 million per gun
M-1955 Towed Artillery Guns: A 155mm stationary artillery gun. Has small shields to protect crew from small-arms. 1 million per gun.
Rocket Artillery
BM-21 Self-Propelled Rocket Artillery: This fully rotatable 210mm Multiple Rocket Launch system is mounted on the back of a armored truck. 8 million per truck.
Anti-Air Weapons:
SA-8 Geckos:A Heatseeking SAM on the back of a armored truck, nuff said. 4 million per truck.
ZSU-23: Quad burst anti-aircraft guns on a tank chassis. Works against infantry and non-armored vehicles too. Only drawback is 3 second 'cooldown' time between bursts. 3 million per tank.
Helicopters
MD-530 Light Attack:Armed with dual .50 caliber machine guns and dual 90mm rocket pods. This thing will make mincmeat out of infantry. 900,000 per chopper
KA-50 Hokum Heavy Attack Helicopter: We are proud to present the KA-50 Hokum. Comes with rocket pods, 30mm autocannon(rotatable), and anti-tank missiles. 16 million per chopper.
Strategic Missiles
FROG-7s:The 'Free Rocket Over Ground'(FROG)-7B is a short range, surface-surface missile with a conventional 450kg warhead and a range of 70km. 750,000 per missile.
SCUD-B:A short range ballistic missile with a rather large conventional warhead. 120km range. Buy now! 9 million per missile.

Thank You."
End Message

"Lookout,Bombers incoming!' shouted an insurgent.

"How could they have slipped in without us noticing? Said another

"Get the Long Range SAMs up Now!" Said Lt. Col Zaar

The SAMs fired into the night trying to hit the Stealth Fighters, they're stolen guidance mechanisms pretty much up to date,stolen from a weapons shipment to the government from one its allies they were proving quite useful.

"Outer guards, a small force has sabotauged our force, be prepared for their arrival."

Outside the city limits Pvt.Alexander heard a rustle in the trees nearby. Others heard it too and went to investigate. The Newly discovered sabotage force killed the two men quickly and shot at Alexander,missing him.
Alexander notified the tank who fired at the Men running away through the field.....

"SAM radar is active, they know we're here," the lead pilot shouted into his radio. "Take evasive action, and head back to the carrier!" In the dark night, the stealth planes dove and twisted to avoid the incoming missiles. The fighters' virtual imperviousness to radar was a great aid; only one of the eleven fighter-bombers went down.

***

Sergeant Moscovitz and his team ran through the field, heading for the cover of trees as they fled the gunfire from the village. The guards had been more alert than expected, and had discovered the fleeing SAS team. The team had killed two guards, but missed the third.

Moscovitz ran toward the forest, where the extraction point was located. Then he heard an engine rumble behind him. He looked over his shoulder, and saw a tank moving it's turret towards him. How ironic, he thought. The cannon fired, and he closed his eyes.

And something tore into his leg, and into his shoulder. He gasped at the pain and opened his eyes. The tank had fired high, barely missing him. It must have anticipated him to keep running rather than stopping. He took a step, and discovered by falling on his face that his leg would no longer support weight.

"Sarge has been hit!" Someone called. Moscovitz managed to prop himself up, long enough to see Matthews fire a grenade at the tank from his M203. The grenade wouldn't do anything, but it would draw the tank away from the wounded man. Another team member picked Moscovitz up and slung him across his back. The team began running again, and vanished into the woods, heading toward the evacuation point.

The General had planned the offensive very efficiently, In exactly one day the attack would begin on the Stronghold and might even end the Civil war.

Only time will tell.....

OOC:Just a few things to point out, A:The Red Tide Mafia has just sent this message. B:The message was encoded, I doubt you could crack it that fast. C:You havent responded to the message and I am under the assumption that the rebels dont have any of these weapons(In real life they are quite advanced, but here on NS they are rather dated.)

OOC Sorry still new at this

"Lt.Kent get yourself over here now!" Captain Lucas yelled at the New Lieutenant. "We've got multiple hostiles down here and we need support!"

"Sir. Green Sun's Reinforcements have arrived and are forming a defenseive line behing us. Perhaps we should go back behind it and regather our men."

"How many have we lost?"

"Around 80 KIA Wounded or missing sir."

"I See, Get me the CO of the Green Sun troops... AAGH!"

"Sir!... he's dead.. Lieutenant Kratovich hold here I'm going to meet green Sun's commander."
OOC: Sorry, I've been playing a lot of Counter-Strike><
IC:
"WHAT'S happened? Dammit! Most of our Planetside soldiers are on leave today! Get Admiral Cornilius on the horn and tell him to get his ass ready for a fight. Can't believe they have a navy so soon. The fight here's done. We need to get to the President's place ASAP. As much as I don't want to say it I fear that we may have to call in the Army. Damn assholes think they make up teh Green Sun military," General Yillik said to himself and his Lieutenant.

OOC: GS, the battle in the city is done. I'm about to assault the main rebel stronghold, help there would be appreciated.

IC:

The Ninety-fifth Mechanized Infantry Brigade formed itself into a solid line two miles south of Gratchil. One brigade wasn't enough to properly encircle a town Gratchil's size, and so General Bernard Thomas formed his unit into a steady, unbroken line. To the enemy commander, it was a grave flaw: the north was a completely open escape vector, and so were the west and east, though to a lesser extent, as they could be pretty well covered by artillery. However, what the rebel commander didn't know was that Thomas had several aces up his sleeve.

Captain Alana saluted as the General turned to face him. "Well?"

"SAS teams are in place, sir. Major Vasquez is confident in the abilities of his men."

"As am I, Captain. Tell me, have the rebels acknowledged our presence?"

"Just the usual skirmishes along their picket line. Nothing much. I expect their either saving for a big counter-attack along our line, or for heavy street fighting once we enter the city."

"You don't think they'll try to go around us and hit us from the rear?" Alana frowned. General Thomas always turned staff discussions into lessons.

"Hmm...SAS teams will alert us?"

"Why do you phrase that as a question? It's a perfectly good plan. It's not what we're going to do, though. The SAS teams are there to alert us to and escape, not an attack. I've kept our position fluid. If they hit us from the front, we pull a Cannae and cave in, and then encircle and destroy them. If they try to come around from behind, we pull the flanks back and form a circle. From there, the circle expands, brushing aside resistance." He paused, letting the lecture sink in for a moment. "Captain, inform Colonel Hamstead that I want his artillery to began the barrage in...half an hour," he ordered, looking at his watch.

"Yes sir," replied the Captain, saluting.

***

The cannons, mostly six- and eight-inch guns, with a smattering of twelve-inchers, began their barrage exactly one minute early. The Battle for Gratchil had begun. Colonel Hamstead review the plan in his head, and grinned. Shoot for thirty minutes, and then stop. When the rebels poked their heads out, begin again. Half an hour, and then stop. Repeat the process with a third barrage; hopefully by this time the rebels would get the idea and stay under cover. While they were hiding from the never-coming fourth barrage, Malkyeri infantry and helicopters would attack the city.

"We are really behind in our current events. Prepare the Darth Vader music. We're going to take that stronghold old-school style," General Yillik said after being completely informed on the current situation. He and his team jumped into their Chinooks and took off, looping the Darth Vader theme song over and over.

OOC: I'll post the attack itself once Kratloctostan replies to the artillery.

"This artillery is Unbearable men!" Lt. Col Zaar said to all his men over radios.

"I'm sick of waiting!" The Very MINUTE they stop i want all of you men to rush across the field and Attack the enemy, get as close as you can and just take them all out!" " We have 4 Apaches ready to support you along with 7 M1A1 Tanks."
"The Tanks will fire and the gunships will strafe along, destroying as many as possible, the ground forces will attack with small arms, Suicide bombers, RPG'S and AA weapons."


" This is it....DO OR DIE!" Shouted Lt.Col Zaar

At that minute the Darth Vader music was audible to the soldiers on the ground. The Green Sun Chinooks flew overhead and started to identify hostiles. The Forge Force soldiers opened fire from teh sides at the fround targets and as RPGs flew at the Helicopters, they were shot up by the nose-mounted Gatling turrets.
"This is Birdo 101. We have identified the largest concentration of rebels forces. Permission to drop some napalm on their ass?" one pilot asked the CO of the ground soldiers.

The artillery barrage paused, for the planned respite for the rebel fighters. Almost as soon as the cannons stopped pounding, a group of rebels emerged from the town's edge, possibly moving for a counter-attack. As soon as they were a good distance away from the city, perhaps four hundred meters, Forward Observer Michel Falke radioed the Brigade CP.

"This FO Falke, I have hostiles moving. Coming almost due south from the town, at coordinates..." He stopped talking while he punched in the coordinates.

"Roger that, FO Falke, we'll have them just as soon as we get the coordinates entered. Anything else we should know?"

"Affirmative. They've got seven tanks, look like Abrams, and four choppers...I think Apaches. You might want to send something to knock those out."

"Roger, and thank you, FO. Base out."

With the exchange over, Falke hunkered down behing his rock, and watched as shells began to rain down on the rebels. Several men were cut down by shrapnel, and some flew into the air, propelled by explosions.

***

"Panther One-Three, this is Bulldog Oh-Two-Niner, targets are four Apache assault helicopters. Got that, Panther?"

"Roger that, Bulldog." The two F22 Raptors (http://www.fas.org/man/dod-101/sys/ac/9733721.jpg) flew fast toward the advancing rebels, specifically their helicopters. Once the Apaches were on radar, the planes loosed an AIM-9 missile at each chopper. The missiles locked onto the relatively slow-moving choppers, and the Raptor pilots grinned as the enemy choppers were doomed. The pilots flew high to gain altitude, and then came over the city and dropped a total of four 1,000 pound JDAM (Joint Direct Attack Munitions) on various defenses within Gratchil. After this, the pilots sped up and turned around to head for the carrier offshore.

OOC: Chinooks can't carry soldiers and napalm at the same time, can they?
Oh, and Kratloctostan, remember my forces are two miles away. Crossing two miles of open ground with artillery bearing down on you and your only support being four helicopters and seven tanks...not so good. Since you're new at this, though (and doing better than I did at your level), I'm going to let the tanks survive because you'll need them later. I'll let you decide where the bombs hit in the town. And I apologize for the long wait for a response, but I had a bunch of homework last night and honestly, I forgot about this until about 11, by which time I was too tired for a good post anyway.

OOC: Take note of two things:
I'm a FT and a MT nation, so I have the tech to make Napalm Chinooks. Second, what's going to stop the Forge Force from rigging up their choppers with the stuff? They're a Counter-Terrorist group, also a division of the Marines!

OOC: Take note of two things:
I'm a FT and a MT nation, so I have the tech to make Napalm Chinooks. Second, what's going to stop the Forge Force from rigging up their choppers with the stuff? They're a Counter-Terrorist group, also a division of the Marines!

OOC: No, I meant can a Chinook physically carry enough napalm to do anything? Just curious, I know FT nations can do crazy things. I was one for a while, too.

OOC: It has a minigun that shoots down rockets. It's kinda simple, widen the bird, put a few Napalm bombs in the middle, and a drop-hatch, plus armor around the stored ammo. Add more power to the engines and she can still fly and let the guys inside shoot.

As Dictator Scharfetter ate his Butterscotch Krimpets and drank his Starbucks coffee, Commander-And-Cheif Katilus walked in with messeges from the nation Kratloctostan.

"Sir, there is activity going on in the land of Kratloctostan. Requesting that we..."

Before he could finesh, Dictator Scharfetter raised his hand in motion for him to stop. Then he said, "Katilus, why is it that whenever I eat my Butterscotch Krimpets, you walk in with news of war, and you always ask if we can engage? Why?"

"Umm... I'm not sure."

"Whatever. Anyway, since you've got my attention, what is it thats going on in this... Kratloctostan? I've never even heard of the country."

"Sir, it looks like a rebellion has started. Some terrorist attacked, then rallied up civilions to..."

"TERRORISTS?!?!?!? Are you kidding me? Ugh, this world and it's desire for bloodshed! So, what is going on as we speak?"

"Well, a battle is going on with artillery in a main city. The rebels are fighting hard and perhaps will win this Civil War. Here, it's pictures of the rebel armor."

Scharfetter looked on amazed at the size of the tanks.

"We will side with the Kratloctostan government then, since terrorism makes me sick. Ok, I need details. How did rebels get artillery like that? I mean, thats some good stuff right there."

"We are not exactly sure, sir. But rumors are going around about the Red Tide Mafia getting involved."

"Ok, so we now know this won't be easy. About the battle. I predict this will be an amazing war with many battles, but first this city must be controled by the government. What do you propose we do?"

Com. Katilus laid out a map of the city. He had drawn the routes on it already.

"The tanks are coming in South, and could drive the Gov. men back here. Plus, Apache helicoptors are coming in above them. We need to stop those tanks and heli's."

"Hmm... O.K. I have an idea. But first, we need to radio Kratloctostan for permission. If given the green light, here's what we can do. The 177th Fighter Wing has a couple F-22's. After we get the Gov. Forces back a bit, we can use the 22's to bomb the tanks out."

"Beutiful, sir. But one problem. Those Apaches can definatly get the F-22's if they're in a good spot. You think we have anything to take them out?"

"Certainly. 177th also has some old Japanese Zero's. Not the best plane we have, but they are amazing in dog-fights. Okay, we call it Operation: Sandbag. If Kratloctostan says okay, I'll explain the rest to you. Just tell the 177th that some boys might be needed."

"Yes, sir!"

As Com. Katilus left, Dictator Scharfetter looked at the map again. This could be easy.


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To: Leaders of Kratloctostan
From: Dictator Scharfetter

Kratloctostan,
We request permission to help you in your fight against these rebels. If you would like, we may give you as much support as possible. We jusat ask that in your current fight, you order a retreat. If my plan works out correctly, this may become no more of a hassel. Write back with an answer A.S.A.P.

Dictator Scharfetter
East Lithuania

OOC: East Lithuania, I want to make sure that you know the artillery at the major battle belongs to me. I don't think the rebels have anything heavier than some Abrams tanks. What I'm trying to say is, don't attack my forces accidently, because that would, well...suck.

IC:
Sergeant Daniels' SAS team moved through the brush, about a mile out of Gratchil. They could hear the thunder of artillery, and figured the battle was flaring up again. The rebels must have tried a counter-attack or something.

Their mission was a simple one, and completing it would make the battle for the town much easier and less costly. Daniels looked through his binoculars again to confirm the target. "There it is. About half a mile. Let's move," he said, and the team swiftly and silently began moving toward the target.

Once the arrived, the six-man team set up a perimeter to guard Sergeant Hardrota while he worked. First, he used the butt of his rifle to bash open the electrical transformer box. With that done, he flicked the safety switch to make it safe to work. The hardest part was done, and now he drew his knife and cut the wires, denying Gratchil electrical power.

Now that the task was done, the team moved to their extraction point. Another SAS sniper team was positioned about two hundred meters away in some trees, and would take care of any technicians who came to fix the transformer.

The battle for Gratchil was one step closer to being won, and the rebellion one step closer to be crushed.

ooc:Malkyer... i know that. Thats why i ordered that the Gov. forces retreat... so that your men won't be attacked. I haven't fineshed explaining Operation: Sandbag yet. If Kratloctostan says i can help... i'll explain the rest.

ooc:Malkyer... i know that. Thats why i ordered that the Gov. forces retreat... so that your men won't be attacked. I haven't fineshed explaining Operation: Sandbag yet. If Kratloctostan says i can help... i'll explain the rest.

OOC: Oh, I see. I was confused when you said "How did rebels get artillery like that?" As far as I know, the rebels don't have any artillery, and they haven't contacted the RT Mafia as of yet. Well, I'm sorry; my mistake. I might move my men back a little if you get involved officially, but the main body of troops is two miles from the town, so I think they'll be fine, unless you're going to nuke it or something :p .

OOC: bump for Krat.

"Retreat!" said Lt.Col Zaar! "The Battle is lost!" "Argh!" The Lt.Col Was killed and the war seemed over as they captured the Base

"I'll take that as a yes. Ordanance away."
The Chinook dropped its Napalm bombs. The metal containers hit teh ground and burst into flames. The Forge Force couldn't hear their screams, but they saw enough to imagine them. This was going to be fun.

and they haven't contacted the RT Mafia as of yet.

OOC:Speaking of which... when are they going to respond to the RT Mafias message? They're offering some good equipment.

"Affirmative. We're moving," replied Captain Jager as he recieved the orders over the radio. "Jager out," he finished. The Battle for Gratchil was about end, either peacefully or violently. The decision lay in the hands of the enemy. He walked to his tank, and saluted as a major walked up to him.

The senior officer returned the salute, and asked, "Are you Captain Jager?"

"I am, sir."

"Excellent. I'm to go with your party, and act as the primary negotiator," said the major. "My name is Jeremy Forsythe, 11th Army Intelligence."

***

Four tanks and the Stryker IFV sped towards the town on the dusty road, bearing a flag of truce. The command vehicle, the IFV, radioed ahead on all channels.

"Attention rebel forces. This is Major Jeremy Forsythe. I am instructed to request your surrender. If you accept our offer, you will not be harmed. Anyone who lays down their arms and gives up will be placed under the protection of the Kingdom of Malkyer for the time being. If you choose to decline the offer, know that we understand, and applaud your resolve, but we will kill you just the same. You cannot win. You can only walk away, or die. Decide for yourselves.

I am moving to a point half a kilometer south-southwest from the edge of town. Send what delegation you will."

Forsythe let go of the 'Talk' button, leaving the radio free to receive a response.

"This is General Yillik to the Malkyer Forces. If you take in these rebels, Green Sun will resume you have founded and supported them from the start. Taking them in is one thing, but letting them live is something completely different."

"This is General Yillik to the Malkyer Forces. If you take in these rebels, Green Sun will resume you have founded and supported them from the start. Taking them in is one thing, but letting them live is something completely different."

General Thomas sat in his office, typing a message to send to General Yillik.

"General Yillik, I am afraid I do not understand your logic. Of course we are taking in any rebels who surrender. They will be held as prisoners of war, as is custom. Upon the request of the Kratloctostanian government, they shall be turned over to that nation and we will wash our hands of the affair. If you are refering to our offer to protect the POWs, well, think about it. People aren't going to surrender if you say you're going to kill them afterwards, will they?

In fairness, I must warn you. I have informed my government of your threat, and they have instructed me to tell you that we are not intimidated by your position. Now, I'm not a diplomat, and so I'm going to tell you this as one soldier to another. We don't want to fight Green Sun. We have no desire or need to. In fact, I want to personally thank you for your help in this war. However, we are not going to be told what to do by any other nation. This applies to yours as well."

He leaned back and hit 'send.'

"POWs or not, they don't represent any nation. Just take note Green Sun probably will skip your next time of trouble if you keep them. Toodles for now."
The Chinooks dropped another salvo of Napalm bombs on the forest and the Forge Force watched the rebels twist and turn in vain to stop the flames as they returned home.

OOC: I apologize but I doubt I'll be unable to access a computer for the next two days, so if anything major happens just assume my forces comply with what you say and that they stay out of the way (i.e. don't RP them, but if you tell them to move south or something then assume that they did) and I'll catch up on Sunday. I hope to have some good reading when I return!

As Dictator Scharfetter listened to his music, Commander-And-Cheif Katilus came in with news of the battle raging in Kratloctostan.

"Sir, this battle is nearing it's end. The Gov. Forces have called for the rebels to surrender. Only time will tell of there response."

"Well then, I guess, Operation: Sandbag should be called off then?"

"Not exactly. Like I said, they are still waiting a response. I say we need to get into direct communication with there men on the battlefeild to keep in touch in case they need help."

"Thats a good plan. But how? We don't have the codes to break there crypted channels. I don't see how we can talk to them."

"Thats what I want to inform you of. While dicussing with the Leader of Malkyer, who's men are currntly holding the rebels on there ground, they graciasly gave us the crypts for there battlenet. We are asking your perrmission to send out a signalk that we're here to support them."

"Permission granted. Tell them we are ready to help any way we can."

"Yes sir."


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"Id the radio ready yet?" Com. Katilus asked.

"Yes, sir. All passes entered and we're threw. Standing by for your signal to commence chatter." proclaimed John Mitchell, Head of East Lithuanias communications networking.

"I am ready to start." said Katilus. "Tell me when your threw and I'll start."

After Mitchell pushed some buttons and typed in a few codes, he yelled to the booth. "Radio on... We're in there network in 3... 2... 1... we're in!"

At that moment, Com. Katilus began his messege.

"Men of the Malkyer Armed Forces... I am Commander-And-Cheif Colin Katilus. Leader of the East Lithuanian Armed Forces, only under our beloved Dictator Scharfetter. We understand you are in a situatution and may be in need of support. We are here to help you and the Kratloctostan Gov. Forces defeat these Rebels. We are waiting for a response... please radio us A.S.A.P."

For one minute, there was silence. Complete silance that froze the whole radio room. They waited for one minute... one that seemed like on hour. Finnally, there was a voice coming in from the other end...

ooc: I'm letting Malkyer take over for the incoming voice when he gets back.

OOC: this is the last post I'll be able to make for a couple days (state tournamnet for debate, w00t), so I guess Kratloctostan should take over from here. To that effect, I don't want to say anything too concrete, so I apologize in advance for the crap post.

"Men of the Malkyer Armed Forces... I am Commander-And-Cheif Colin Katilus. Leader of the East Lithuanian Armed Forces, only under our beloved Dictator Scharfetter. We understand you are in a situatution and may be in need of support. We are here to help you and the Kratloctostan Gov. Forces defeat these Rebels. We are waiting for a response... please radio us A.S.A.P."

As the radio message ended, Forsythe frowned. It wasn't the rebels whom he was hoping for, but it was a start. He thumbed the switch.

"Commander Katilus, this is Major Forsythe of the Royal Army. Your help would be most appreciated in forming a line to the north, as that's our weakest point. Now, with all due respect, sir, I have to request that you radio General Thomas at the Brigade CP for more information, as I want to keep this line open for any rebel response," the intelligence officer finished.

bump for EL or Krat.

"Understood... and I apologize for interupting. Com. Katilus out." After a while, he looked at Mitchell. "O.K. Enter in the code for General Thomas. The Major says that we should give support in the North. Try to see if we can get a hold of him."

"Yes, sir. Entering codes now." In a matter of seconds, a connection was made, and Com. Katilus spoke again.

"General Thomas, this is Commander-And-Cheif Katilus, head of the East Lithuanian Military. Your Major told us to radio you about supporting the Northern troops. Is there anything we can do? Over." Com. Katilus then waited.

General Thomas had just recieved the call from Major Forsythe when the CP radio chirped, announcing the message from Commander Katilus.

"General Thomas, this is Commander-And-Cheif Katilus, head of the East Lithuanian Military. Your Major told us to radio you about supporting the Northern troops. Is there anything we can do? Over."

Thomas thumbed the switch to speak.

"Affirmative, Commander. As of now we have no troops to the North of Gratchil. If your men could form a line there, then my brigade can attack the town, using your forces as an anvil to our hammer. Can you do this? Thomas out," he finished, letting go of the switch and waiting for a response.

OOC: once Kratloctostan replies, I'll begin the attack on Gratchil, or accept the prisoners, depending on his decision.

"Affermative General. We will have ground forces there ASAP. It may take a while... but I will radio you back when our men are in position. We will send the 92nd Infantry Division and the 112th Artillery Brigade. Will that be enough? Over." While Katilus waited for a response, he called for his secretarty to alert the 92nd & 112th to prepare for battle.





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"Let's go, men! Move it!" screamed Gen. Santoro. "You heard the orders. We will be flying to Gratchil, Kratloctostan ASAP. Let's move it!"

As the men got into the transport helocopters, they thought to themselves one question... What the hell is going on?

"Affermative General. We will have ground forces there ASAP. It may take a while... but I will radio you back when our men are in position. We will send the 92nd Infantry Division and the 112th Artillery Brigade. Will that be enough? Over." While Katilus waited for a response, he called for his secretarty to alert the 92nd & 112th to prepare for battle.

"Indeed it is, Commander. I appreciate your help. Thomas out."

OOC: can't post much else until Krat. responds or EL arrives, whichever comes first.

The Rebels are preparing to surrender

As the transports made a pass around the city... the troops looking out could see the damage that has been done already. It was devistating. Finnally, the helicoptor landed in the drop zone, the men filed out. after everyone was out and the tanks were set up... General Santoro gave the mission summery.

"Genmtleman, this city is filled with terrorists and rebels. Our mission is to hold here in case the rebels make a retreat. If they do... you have permission to open fire immediatly. Undewrstood?"

After a unified "Yes, sir!" from the troops, he saluted them and left. Now all they had to do was wait for any sign of there coming.