NationStates Jolt Archive

Tallante Bridge: a massive construct spanning the entire length of the Gierling Bay. Considered a marvel and pride of Dumpsterdam. Cars bustle up and down its length as people hurry to work. No one seems to notice the man standing off the road watching.

Derek Holms had been in Dumpsterdam for over three months now. This was the part of his job he hated. Had to get a visa. Had to live in this country. Had to buy a house. Had to find a job. He was just lucky that the Holy Hands of Alan paid for everything. The Hands had been planning this operation for over a year now. The plane was due to arrive in only one hour. “Guess I better get to the bloody airport and pick up the guys.” Holms muttered to himself.

Dumpsterdamian International Airport-

Holms stood there holding the sign up. He smiled as seven or eight men detached themselves from the crowd and walked towards him.
“One?” the tall blonde one asked softly.
“Yes, I’m One. You are Two.” Holms said quietly. “The van is outside. Do you have luggage?”
Two just laughed. “It isn’t a concern. We won’t be here long.”

-Safe House-906 N 8th Avenue- Gierling, Dumpsterdam.

“Ok. I’m One. This here is Two. You all are Three through Eight. Got it? Good. Here’s a map of the region surrounding Tallante Bridge. Three and Four? I’ve got two submachine guns. You each are going to be on opposite sides of the bridge. When you hear the explosion, open up into the cars and crowds that are around. Five through Eight, I’m going to give everyone of you pistols and your job is to go to the railway station and pick up the packages. There are four. Be careful. When you get them back, we’ll load the boats and cars that I “borrowed”.

Holms and Two walked out of the room. “So tell me One, why did you join the cause?”
“The attention. I was bloody attention deprived as a child.” Holms said as Two laughed, “No, honestly, because I thought that I could make something of my life.”
“ I understand.” Two said. “I think we all want that.”

-The Next Day-
“C’mon! Get a move on! We got one hour ‘til deadline.” One yelled as he watched Three and Five struggle to load the explosives onto the boat.

30 minutes till Deadline-
One and Two stood watching from the top of the nearby skyscraper.
“Are you sure we can’t be traced?” Two asked nervously.
“Bloody sure. Nervous are we, chap?” One said calmly. “I’ve been in over a dozen ops and never got caught. I know what I’m doing.” One laughed and thought. Well. I know what I’m doing. He made sure his silenced pistol was loaded. The Leader had said that Two was supposed to die in action. Or just die. One had to make sure that happened.

-Deadline-
The two boats headed for the support pillars holding up the bridge. Five and Six looked at each other across the water and nodded. They both reached for the switch in front of them.

As the explosion ripped the center of the bridge out, from opposite ends two cars sped onto the bridge and exploded themselves taking out the closest part of the bridge.

“Looks like Seven and Eight did it right.” Two said.
“Bloody good job.” One answered. “The whole center and end of the bloody bridge is gone.”

Three watched as police and ambulances pulled up. As the officers and EMTs leaped out, he pulled up his H&G MP5 and opened up into the police and people around him. “For Alan!” He yelled.”

Four listened to the sounds of the explosions and then gunshots. “It’s freaking working.” He muttered.
He pulled out his gun and let loose several rounds into the stand-bys before turning it onto himself.

One smiled as he pointed the gun at the back of Two’s head.
“Bloody sure it worked Two. But, you don’t get credit.” With that he pulled the trigger and watched as Two’s head exploded into little bits.

OoC: A few errors with the topo, but that can be forgiven.

Duniash is my capital which is way inland and Gierling is the city you want to bomb, which is located near the sea. Think of the Tallente Bridge like the Golden Gate Bridge spanning the bay.

IC:

A massive explosion shook the Dumpsterdanian Defence Force command bunker in Gierling Station, alarms wailed and people where blown off there feet.

Colonel Rhodes was the first to get up, he wiped the dust of his uniform and ran over to the small gun slit overlooking the Gierling bay area, only to see the mangled form of the Talante Bridge. "My god..." He uttered and immediately grabbed the phone hanging next to the slit and dialled the bridge command centre. "This is Colonel Rhodes, what the hell is going on?"

"Colonel, there's been some sort of explosion....and there are gunmen at both exits of the bridge!"

Rhodes motioned for his aide to come over. "How many?"

"Maybe four or six, I don't know!" The operator screamed, more of fright then to overcome the sound of shots obviously coming from the audio speakers in the command centre.

"Hold on, help is on the way." Rhodes cut the connection and nodded to his aide. "Alert Duniash, this is a terrorist attack."

TACCOM SECURITY RESPONSE

1st order:

Diverting 48th division, 7th mechanised platoon to "Tallante Bridge".

Orders: Capture/Eliminate hostiles.

Diverting 1st Royal Marine Division, 7th platoon 5th squad.

Orders: Capture/Eliminate hostiles.

2d order:

Locking down all transportation from and into "Gierling".

Locking down all motorways.

"Gierling" airspace declared no-fly zone.

Martial Law declared.

Mobilising local Militia units.

Scrambling fighter squadrons.

Initiating general emergency broadcasts.

The first group of Rhino APC's rushed towards the bridge, their turrets trained back and forth and they screeched to a halt and a Armoured Fist squad disembarked from its rear.
"Sweep the bridge, find these fuckers!" Their first sergeant yelled, as he indicated the sweeping patron they where to take to the bridge.
The 55 men spread out into five squads and began advancing upon the bridge with their transports providing cover.
Meanwhile on the other side of the bridge a Thunderhawk transport screamed overhead and set itself down, under three seconds its cargo had been deployed and the marines rushed into defensive positions.

Meanwhile all motor ways where being cut off as huge barriers where raised and traffic was directed back into Gierling. The same was happening with the trains and airplanes, they where all being ordered to turn back and everyone on board would be checked. The Dumpsterdanian anti-terrorism protocols where being put into effect and the entire city was under lockdown within three minutes.

OoC: A few reminders, Gierling is a massive city and is like all others(Tempe, Duniash and Tallarn) designed to last out huge sieges. The methods employed to close off the city are actualy designed to keep quickly advancing invaders out but is now being used to keep everyone inside.

TACCOM is the military's AI but with restrictions as to what it can do, mainly directing units as to high commands orders and controlling automated defences such as satellites, gun drones, minefields and gun turrets.
In this case its acting on Colonel's Rhodes orders to close off the city.

Three watched as soldiers rushed about. He'd thrown his gun into the water and raced down an alley as soon as he could. His cell phone rang and he answered it.
"Three, this is One. Four is dead. He shot himself. The bloody fool. Get to the safehouse. The entire bloody city is getting locked down. Where are you"
"One, I'm running as fast as I humanly can away from the soldiers. I'm near the intersection of 3rd and Tallante Street."
Three didn't see the man in the shadows behind him.

OOC: The terrorists are organized in cells of eight. What happens is the cell does the mission and as many as survive leave, unless its a suicide mission. then only the man in charge (One) usually leave alive.

IC: One made sure his pistol was loaded and aimed at Three's head. Just then he heard sirens coming. "Three, into the corner and just stand there."

One hung up and called into the Dumpsterdamian emergancy number. "I think I've seen a terrorist. On the corner of 3rd and Tallante Street. He's wearing a black shirt with denim jeans, about 1.5 m and around 81 kilos." With that One turned around and headed back to the safehouse.

The soldiers sweeped the area, finding the body of one of the gunmen who seemed to have shot himself. "Bloody mess." Exlaimed one of the soldiers as he kicked the corpse. "Take it away." He said to a pair of paramedics, but not before he took out his sidearm and put a bullet in the head of the terrorist. The marines set out to clear the area and retrieve any wounded as the first real sign of help was beginning to arrive.

Meanwhile the Armoured Fist squad tracked down a call that the emergency services had recieved and where chasing down a suspect down an ally. The first section spotted him in a corner and aproached him with their weapons drawn. "You there, hands up!" The man slowly raised his hands and the fireteam leader bashed him over the head with a stunstick knocking him out cold.

The hunt was on, there where more people on the run for the DDF, DSDF and now the DSS was getting involved by sending in secret agents to deal with any foreign citizens. All over the country cities where going into lockdown and foreigners and suspected terrorists where being arrested.

Offical Response by the Dumpsterdanian Goverment

Imperial Councillor Solar aproached the stage set infront of the Imperial Palace.

At 8am today a terrorist attack destroyed a large part of the Tallente bridge crossing the bay in Gierling. Right after the attack armed gunmen fired into the cars and killed many helpless citizens as they struggeld to escape from their vehicles.

Unit where dispatched at once from the nearby Gierling Infantry Complex but where too late to stop the slaughter, we believe atleast six terrorists have died and one is in our custody after he attempted to escape the bridge.

We are still looking for four others, anyone who has any information over them is looking forward to a big reward of 50.000.000 imperials.

Also, from now on, all foreigners except those with diplomatic immunity are arrested and detained indefinatly, we expect some grunts from other goverment but we are faced with no other possiblity. Anyone caught hiding or attempting to resist arrest will be either subdued or terminated at the arresting officers discretion.

Ask your questions now please.

What are the casualties? And would you like some sort of finacial or medical aid from our nation?

Republic of Rezlas Sends Condolences and Offers Support

President Jeffries of the Republic of Rezlas sends his condolences and offers his support in any way if needed. “The government of Dumpsterdam has been a strong partner with the ROR and offered assistance in our military modernization. Obviously these cowards will be caught and dealt with swiftly and severely. It is our true desire to offer what ever assistance we can.”

Estimates lay at a thousand dead and more then nine thousand wounded, however we expect this number to rise rapidly. Both Tocrowkia and Rezlas are thanked for their support, but due to the fact that the less foreigners at this point is best we must decline, however we will keep your offers in mind.

One quickly walked to a mail dropbox by his safehouse and dropped in a recorded DVD he wanted mailed to the local news agency. He pushed his pistol down into the sewer and walked into his house.

DVD Recording:
~"Greetings, citizens and leader of Dumpsterdam. I am One. You will refer to me as One." The man on screen was a tall man, with clear blue eyes and long black hair tied back. "I am of the Terrorist Organization the Holy Hands of Alan. We claim responsibility for this attack. Unless our demands are heeded to, we will launch another assualt. Any nations that offer aid risk an attack themselves. Think carefully. All we want is two thousand rifles smuggled into the Nation of The True Way of Alan and you countrys' help in putting N'ala R'hab back on the Throne. Simple. Easy. Will save lives. Think about it. You have one day to make an annoucement."
~End of Recording~

One watched as police slow drove throught the neighborhood. He picked up his cell phone and called a number he had put on speed dial. "Hola," the voice on the other end anwsered. "Bloody quiet, Diego. The attack worked. Now, I know that you're cell was in place about two months ago in Duniash. Is the plan still in place to strike. You may not have much time." "Si, senor. We are ready. Are you to join us?" "No, no I don't think that I can get out of this bloody city. You need to strike soon!" "Si, senor. Probably tomorrow. Adios."

OOC: In the capital of Duniash is another terror cell in place already. They are planning on taking all eight people in and gunning down terrorists in a shopping mall.

From the Office of the President

The Republic is horrifed at this blatant and horrific act of terrorism. Although we realise that the Dumpersterdamian government wishes to deal with this matter through internal means, this Republic pledges its support to the Government and vows to give Dumpersterdam all the help that it can in order to track down those who commited such an act.

I have ordered a minute of silence to be held tonight in order for the victims of the terrorist act to be remembered.

President Martin

From the Office of the President

The Republic is horrifed at this blatant and horrific act of terrorism. Although we realise that the Dumpersterdamian government wishes to deal with this matter through internal means, this Republic pledges its support to the Government and vows to give Dumpersterdam all the help that it can in order to track down those who commited such an act.

I have ordered a minute of silence to be held tonight in order for the victims of the terrorist act to be remembered.

President Martin

The Holy Hands of Alan warn Skinny87 to stay away. Your weak emotional feelings for the evil citizens of this corrupt and blantently horrible government are pathetic. Anymore response and you could be next.

OOC: Hey Skinny87, you wanna do a terrorist RP? lol, i'm enjoying myself.

OoC: I don't realy think they'll have as much succes as the first attack did, they can't realy cross the street anymore without being arrested.

IC:
Councillor Solar clicked away the message shown on the plasma tv, putting the remote on the hand carved oaken table.
"So, do we have any leads on them?"

The director of the Secret Service nodded. "Yes we do, their next target will probably be within Duniash but we have no idea where or when."

Solar paced up and down the length of the room, his blue powerarmour hummed as he made each stride. "Are we arresting all foreigners yet?"

"Yes Councillor, we're still looking for about a hundred or so people, many have turned themselves in."

"Very well director, put the Black Ravens on this and have the city monitored." Solar was about to end the meeting of his security advisors when Mumak Umar, second in command of the Black Ravens entered the room wiping the blood from his hands.

He promptly saluted. "Sir, we have interogated the prisoner but he wasn't ready to talk, however the DSS has confirmed that he was from the nation of The True Way of Alan."

Solar stood up and the look on his face went from concerned to furious as he smashed his massive gauntlets into the oaken table as he stared at Colonel Rhodes. Send an invasion force to The True Way of Alan. Grind the nation into dust, burn everything, kill the men, rape the women and enslave the children. We will show the world how Dumpsterdam treats terrorisme!

Death and destruction to those that oppose the Empire!

Meanwhile the hunt was on throughout the Empire, foreigners where being arrested at a frenzied pace as the Imperial Councill deployed soldiers and militia units to help. In Duniash the net was tightening around Diego and his men as gunships passed overhead every second, snipers lay in wait on just about every rooftop and most citizens where carrying firearms or where DSS agents in disguise.

In Tallarn an invasion force was being prepared, ten divisions worth where being assembled alongside the full might of the Grand Armada and would set sail within a week.

We had nothing to with it, don't look at us.

Oh... we are very sorry for Dumpsterdamn's losses honestly.

-Random Hungry Guild Bureaucrat before his lunch break

We had nothing to with it, don't look at us.

Oh... we are very sorry for Dumpsterdamn's losses honestly.

-Random Hungry Guild Bureaucrat before his lunch break

Any attack from the Guilds would have been clearly obvious probably by the large amounts of chemical weaponry used in such an attack.

As we all know, the Guild uses VX gas as a pesticide and thinks its acceptable to use nerve agents in crowded area's just for "the heck of it".

Random Dumpsterdanian Offical while taking a piss.

Official Statement From The White Tower

I speak for the White Tower, The Hall Of Sitters And The Amrylin Seat:

The White Tower is horrified by the lost of life in the incident inside Dumpsterdam, we completely support the action of the Dumpsterdam Government to invade the nation responsible for housing the terrorists. However we call upon the Dumpsterdam Government to practice restraint in their quest to bring the terrorists responsible for this incident to justice.

Ambassador Karen Sedai
Aes Sedai Of The Gray Ajah
The White Tower Of Haven
The Queendom Of New Endenia
Blessed Be By The Light

OOC: Tagged, and I telegrammed you Dumpsterdam.

Official Statement From The White Tower

I speak for the White Tower, The Hall Of Sitters And The Amrylin Seat:

The White Tower is horrified by the lost of life in the incident inside Dumpsterdam, we completely support the action of the Dumpsterdam Government to invade the nation responsible for housing the terrorists. However we call upon the Dumpsterdam Government to practice restraint in their quest to bring the terrorists responsible for this incident to justice.

Ambassador Karen Sedai
Aes Sedai Of The Gray Ajah
The White Tower Of Haven
The Queendom Of New Endenia
Blessed Be By The Light

OOC:

Read too much Robert Jordan lately?

IC:
GameFAQ offers to send 50 of its ATTF (Anti-Terrorist Task Force) to help aid you

He promptly saluted. "Sir, we have interogated the prisoner but he wasn't ready to talk, however the DSS has confirmed that he was from the nation of The True Way of Alan."

Solar stood up and the look on his face went from concerned to furious as he smashed his massive gauntlets into the oaken table as he stared at Colonel Rhodes. Send an invasion force to The True Way of Alan. Grind the nation into dust, burn everything, kill the men, rape the women and enslave the children. We will show the world how Dumpsterdam treats terrorisme!

Death and destruction to those that oppose the Empire!

The True Way of Alan denys all involvement with the terrorists and swears on the Light of Alan that the Holy Hands of Alan are not affiliated with the Gov't in anyway. Besides we're a little busy fighting against the Merchant Guilds to attack you.

Lt. Comdr. Bahr
Inteirm President

That'll add nicely, the Merchant Guilds are our staunch allies.

Hide your women and children because the might of the Empire will bare down on you.

Erik Solar,
Imperial Councillor,
Minister of Foreign Affairs.

OOC:

Read too much Robert Jordan lately?

IC:
GameFAQ offers to send 50 of its ATTF (Anti-Terrorist Task Force) to help aid you


Definately....way too much for it to be healthy for me hehee.

Farmina mourns the loss of life in the lands of Dumpsterdam.

The Farminan Council of Justice (OOC: Our highest court) has already found the True Way of Alan to be behind the terrorist attack. There is no avenue of appeal.

Emperor Justinian is considering possible courses of action.

Thomas Goth
Chancellor for Foriegn Affairs

"Oh Shit!"

Random True Way of Alan civilian

Again the True Way of Alan denies all involvement and asks that you with hold your impulsive attacks until we can resolve this diplomatically

The Church of Alan controls the terror group. If you want to stop them, find N'ala R'hab. He was last know leader of the group.

OOC: Note, if you want a translation go here (www.freetranslation.com) WARNING: some of the spainish words are explicit. 1 f word and h word

Diego and his men were quietly sprinting down the street.
"Bueno, parece agudo. Hay policías por todas partes" Diego said quietly.
Suddenly sirens blared over the noise of the city.
"¡Joda, esta misión es el disparo al infierno!" Juan yelled as he whipped out his 9mm pistol and shot Diego in the back of the head.
"!El hijo de una ramera!" Enric yelled right before Juan shot him.....In seconds all were dead including Juan who shot himself.

OoC: It translates the words nicely... ;)

IC:

Three police officers ran towards the scene of the shooting where several civilians where standing around what looked like a three corpses. At once the area was set off and militia units where ordered in to sweep the entire block for more foreigners.

The officers searched the bodies, as they came across the passport of one the dead and inspected it. It clearly stated that they had come from Alan...

Meanwhile in Gierling the hunt was on, only six foreigners hadn't reported in and they where being hunted by elite DSS and SF units.

OOC: LOL, thought it was a nice touch.

IC: Derek sat in the park watching the fires and sirens rage. "Bloody good. I can't believe that we bloody did it. I can't bloody believe it. They give me a group of newbs. They say, "blow up a bridge." We did it." Holms was so engrossed in the glory of Alan that he didn't notice the soldiers coming up behind him.
"Derek Holms? You're under arrest."