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RB City, the Pest Control Company of Roach-Busters

Generalissimo J.L. was beginning to discover that imperialism was like a drug. It had a very stimulating, pleasing, euphoric effect, yet was dangerously, almost incurably, addicting. The larger his empire grew, the greater his desire for more lands to conquer became. His insatiable appetite for domination continued to expand, until it robbed him of sleep. Many a night he spent tossing and turning, mumbling the names of countries under his breath that he planned to conquer, subjugate, and annex. He could concentrate on little else. Virtually every thought that pervaded was one pertaining to his imperialistic ambitions and desires. Whether it was in the shower, at the dinner table, or out in the fields whipping Shooban slaves, it was always the same: he could think about nothing else but conquering.
Most of the world is under the heel of some foreign power or another, he thought, stroking his scrupulously-trimmed mustache. Few lands remain undominated...a condition I plan to remedy.
Unfolding a ragged, wrinkled, faded, dust-covered map of the world, he peered over it as if it were a contract: slowly, cautiously, deliberately, taking in every detail.
When he stumbled across it, and it almost literally jumped out at him, like a ravenous tiger from the bushes.
Chad.
Quickly, he mentally profiled the country. Fairly large, mostly desert, among the world's poorest countries, politically unstable, with rampant famine and poverty. His diagnosis: ripe for domination.
Without wasting a second, he ran to the phone and dialed up the number of the Department of War.

OOC: I'm here....you need bases?

ooc: UX, get online, i haven't talked to you in ages.

OOC: I'm here....you need bases?

(OOC: Yes, please. I'd like permission to station forces in Niger and your part of the Sudan. Thanks!)

OOC: You got it. I still have to RP taking my part of the Sudan, or is that just fine for now?

SECRET IC:

You can use Niger and my chunk of the Sudan as bases. Enjoy!

Jake Featherston IV
President
VEC

OOC: You got it. I still have to RP taking my part of the Sudan, or is that just fine for now?

SECRET IC:

You can use Niger and my chunk of the Sudan as bases. Enjoy!

Jake Featherston IV
President
VEC

(OOC: It's just fine for now.)

IC:

Thanks, Mr. Featherston. Believe me, one way or another, we will repay you for your kindness.

-General Creighton Eastmoreland

(OOC: It's just fine for now.)

IC:

Thanks, Mr. Featherston. Believe me, one way or another, we will repay you for your kindness.

-General Creighton Eastmoreland

SECRET IC:

Actually, you guys could recognize my Reunited States of America....it's in the works, expect an announcement soon.

Jake Featherston IV
President
VEC

Forces to be sent to Chad
Army
Thirty-First Army
91nd Corps=181st and 182nd Divisions
92nd Corps=183rd and 184th Divisions
93rd Corps=185th and 186th Divisions

Thirty-Second Army
94th Corps=187th and 188th Divisions
95th Corps=189th and 190th Divisions
96th Corps=191st and 192nd Divisions

Thirty-Third Army
97th Corps=193rd and 194th Divisions
98th Corps=195th and 196th Divisions
99th Corps=197th and 198th Divisions

Thirty-Fourth Army
100th Corps=199th and 200th Divisions
101st Corps=201st and 202nd Divisions
102nd Corps=203rd and 204th Divisions

Thirty-Fifth Army
103rd Corps=205th and 206th Divisions
104th Corps=207th and 208th Divisions
105th Corps=209th and 210th Divisions



Air Force
4th Air Armada
31st Wing=Squadrons 301-310
32nd Wing=Squadrons 311-320
33rd Wing=Squadrons 321-330
34th Wing=Squadrons 331-340
35th Wing=Squadrons 341-350
36th Wing=Squadrons 351-360
37th Wing=Squadrons 361-370
38th Wing=Squadrons 371-380
39th Wing=Squadrons 381-390
40th Wing=Squadrons 391-400

5th Air Armada
41st Wing=Squadrons 401-410
42nd Wing=Squadrons 411-420
43rd Wing=Squadrons 421-430
44th Wing=Squadrons 431-440
45th Wing=Squadrons 441-450
46th Wing=Squadrons 451-460
47th Wing=Squadrons 461-470
48th Wing=Squadrons 471-480
49th Wing=Squadrons 481-490
50th Wing=Squadrons 491-500

6th Air Armada
51st Wing=Squadrons 501-510
52nd Wing=Squadrons 511-520
53rd Wing=Squadrons 521-530
54th Wing=Squadrons 531-540
55th Wing=Squadrons 541-550
56th Wing=Squadrons 551-560
57th Wing=Squadrons 561-570
58th Wing=Squadrons 571-580
59th Wing=Squadrons 581-590
60th Wing=Squadrons 591-600

7th Air Armada
61st Wing=Squadrons 601-610
62nd Wing=Squadrons 611-620
63rd Wing=Squadrons 621-630
64th Wing=Squadrons 631-640
65th Wing=Squadrons 641-650
66th Wing=Squadrons 651-660
67th Wing=Squadrons 661-670
68th Wing=Squadrons 671-680
69th Wing=Squadrons 681-690
70th Wing=Squadrons 691-700



Marines
Twenty-First Contingency
61st Corps=121st and 122nd Divisions
62nd Corps=123rd and 124th Divisions
63rd Corps=125th and 126th Divisions

Twenty-Second Contingency
64th Corps=127th and 128th Divisions
65th Corps=129th and 130th Divisions
66th Corps=131st and 132nd Divisions

Twenty-Third Contingency
67th Corps=133rd and 134th Divisions
68th Corps=135th and 136th Divisions
69th Corps=137th and 138th Divisions

Twenty-Fourth Contingency
70th Corps=139th and 140th Divisions
71st Corps=141st and 142nd Divisions
72nd Corps=143rd and 144th Divisions

Twenty-Fifth Contingency
73rd Corps=145th and 146th Divisions
74th Corps=147th and 148th Divisions
75th Corps=149th and 150th Divisions



National Guard
1st Corps=Divisions 1-4
2nd Corps=Divisions 5-8
3rd Corps=Divisions 9-12

SECRET IC:

Actually, you guys could recognize my Reunited States of America....it's in the works, expect an announcement soon.

Jake Featherston IV
President
VEC

It's recognized, of course.

-Generalissimo J.L.

Unlike other invasions, this one would be different: Generalissimo J.L. (http://www.geocities.com/mr_whud/GeneralissimoJL.JPG) himself would lead the troops into battle, astride his magnificent, pulchritudinous white stallion (http://www.geocities.com/mr_whud/The_horse_of_Generalissimo_JL.JPG), wielding his trademark scimitar (http://www.geocities.com/mr_whud/The_sword_of_Generalissimo_JL.JPG) and garbed in his military uniform.

The horse thundered rapidly across the dusty, barren plains, kicking up thick fumes as dust, as the Generalissimo raised his sword high, the blade- which had killed thousands of his enemies- glinting beneath the unrelenting glare of the searing desert sun. He bellowed at the top of his lungs, "CHAAAAARGE!" as the horse raced across the Niger-Chad border, and hundreds of thousands of Army men, Marines, and National Guardsmen followed suit, toting guns and shouting, "For the Generalissimo! For God! For the Generalissimo! For God!"
Meanwhile, high above their heads, soaring through the sky like hawks in pusuit of prey, jets, bombers, and helicopters made their way toward N'Djamena, the capital city, to embark on a massive bombing spree.

The rampaging invaders swept through the blazingly hot desert like a swarm of locusts, charging into the city of Nokou, where RB tanks fired at the walls of primitive buildings, causing them to crumble like sand castles, as RB soldiers shot on sight any Chadian soldiers or policemen they saw.

(OOC: Need someone to RP the [pathetically weak] resistance.)

(OOC: Wow! Chad's military (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Military_of_Chad) has less than 20,000 soldiers! This is going to be a piece of cake!)

The squadrons were almost casual in their undertaking; realizing the Chadians did not pose even a fraction of a semblance of a possibility of a slight threat, they flew in a dazed, half-hearted, lethargic manner, as if drunk. They unloaded all their bombs, causing a flurry of rapid explosions which illuminated the city as seas of flames scorched entire city blocks, roasting hapless people to ashes. Missiles streaked through the air, decimating buildings and burying alive hundreds and even thousands of more people.

Meanwhile, in the west, the Generalissimo and his men charged on, wreaking havoc and laying waste to everything that stood before them.

Twenty Minutes Later...

Generalissimo J.L. received a message, via radio, that the government of Chad had wisely surrendered. He contacted the squadrons, told them to cease fire and return to base.

"Men," he said, "the RB African Empire is now complete!!!"

The men cheered wildly, howling like wolves and shooting their guns in the air. This had been the easiest invasion yet.

President Holtz had returned to his mansion from the hospital. He walked straight into his office and began working. Just then, an aide bursted through the doors. "What is it?" President Holtz inquired. The aide took a moment to breath and then handed Holtz a report. Holtz took it and read carefully for about 15 minutes. President Holtz sighed, "My friend J.L. is becoming obsessed with domination. This must stop. My people are dying in these affairs and I'm sick of them. We're already in a war, this is insane!" he thought. He then dialed a number on his phone, and waited. "Come on, J.L., answer the phone!" he thought.

President Holtz had returned to his mansion from the hospital. He walked straight into his office and began working. Just then, an aide bursted through the doors. "What is it?" President Holtz inquired. The aide took a moment to breath and then handed Holtz a report. Holtz took it and read carefully for about 15 minutes. President Holtz sighed, "My friend J.L. is becoming obsessed with domination. This must stop. My people are dying in these affairs and I'm sick of them. We're already in a war, this is insane!" he thought. He then dialed a number on his phone, and waited. "Come on, J.L., answer the phone!" he thought.

J.L. answered his satellite phone. "This is the Generalissimo here."

"Hello, Generalissmo. It's me, President Holtz. I want you to know this straight-forward: You must stop invading countries! I am sick and tired of sending my people to die! Besides, you are becoming obsessed with domination. Now, it is poor, weak countries, but soon you'll start turning on your allies, like my country. You are not a totalitarian conquering-maniac, I know that. You are a great figure of the free world!" John responded.

"Hello, Generalissmo. It's me, President Holtz. I want you to know this straight-forward: You must stop invading countries! I am sick and tired of sending my people to die! Besides, you are becoming obsessed with domination. Now, it is poor, weak countries, but soon you'll start turning on your allies, like my country. You are not a totalitarian conquering-maniac, I know that. You are a great figure of the free world!" John responded.

"My friend, Chad will not be poor and weak much longer," Generalissimo J.L. said. "As we speak, tens of thousands of school teachers, doctors, nurses, missionaries, and engineers are being flown to the country. We will build hundreds of schools, hospitals, orphanages, factories, and much more. We will make Chad an economic powerhouse!"

"My friend, Chad will not be poor and weak much longer," Generalissimo J.L. said. "As we speak, tens of thousands of school teachers, doctors, nurses, missionaries, and engineers are being flown to the country. We will build hundreds of schools, hospitals, orphanages, factories, and much more. We will make Chad an economic powerhouse!"
"True, and that's great and all, but you must know when to stop invasions. This one is fine, and I bet many others will be too. But what I am worried is is that you will get addicted to conquering like a drug. And I am afraid I can't send troops for this one. We are already helping you and Emperor Varus conquer Central America, and it has been costly in money, and a bit costly in lives. Only today I had to attend 35 funerals for the troops who were slaughtered in the Scouting Massacre. Well, goodbye, J.L., and good luck with rebuilding Chad." John replied.

"True, and that's great and all, but you must know when to stop invasions. This one is fine, and I bet many others will be too. But what I am worried is is that you will get addicted to conquering like a drug. And I am afraid I can't send troops for this one. We are already helping you and Emperor Varus conquer Central America, and it has been costly in money, and a bit costly in lives. Only today I had to attend 35 funerals for the troops who were slaughtered in the Scouting Massacre. Well, goodbye, J.L., and good luck with rebuilding Chad." John replied.

"I am sorry to hear that," J.L. said. "However, I would appreciate it if you sent medical and economic aid to ease the plight of these poor people. And not to worry, I only have two more countries left to conquer, and I'll be done!"

"I am sorry to hear that," J.L. said. "However, I would appreciate it if you sent medical and economic aid to ease the plight of these poor people. And not to worry, I only have two more countries left to conquer, and I'll be done!"
"Fair enough. I have already sent supplies, medical and economic, for when I said "I won't send any troops," doesn't mean I haven't sent supplies!" John responded.

"Fair enough. I have already sent supplies, medical and economic, for when I said "I won't send any troops," doesn't mean I haven't sent supplies!" John responded.

"Thank you, my friend. The Chadians are quite grateful. You should come visit my new country. The people are quite friendly," J.L. said.

"Thank you, my friend. The Chadians are quite grateful. You should come visit my new country. The people are quite friendly," J.L. said.
"I shall. Goodbye, J.L." John responded.

"I shall. Goodbye, J.L." John responded.

"Farewell, John."