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Many years ago, when the Minnesotan Confederacy was a small, struggling, weak, and frankly, pathetic nation, a cult of crazed religious fanatics embarked on a war of terror upon the people of RB. Their specialties were human sacrifices, strafing embassies, kidnappings, and assassinations. They were able to elude the police with ease, slipping in and out of the shadows like wraiths, wreaking havoc and then withdrawing into the darkness to plan their next strike against the innocent and the unwary. With the aid of several other nations, then-President (now officially known as 'Generalissimo') J.L. was able to quell the insurgency, restore peace and tranquility, and the cult- called the 'Red Dragons- soon reverted to merely an unpleasant memory.

Which was exactly how the RDs wanted it.

With the passage of time, they grew confident that their nefarious actions were all but forgotten. Most people had either forgotten about them entirely, or assumed they had gone the way of the dinosaurs. Not so.

Recently, they had slipped a hallucinogenic substance into the Generalissimo's drink, which induced temporary but severe psychosis, making communists and non-communists indistinguishable to his fevered, drugged brain, greatly tarnishing his reputation at home and abroad, crushing the morale of anticommunists, and bolstering the cause of communists, who exploited the Generalissimo's purported 'insanity,' to denounce all anticommunists and cast them in a similar light. Unfortunately (for the RDs, that is) the war between capitalists and communists that they hoped would be instigated failed to materialize. The goal had been to incite a massive war that would have wiped out the vast majority of the population, leaving only the "elite," the "chosen ones" behind.

However, they would not let one measly failure hinder their quest. They would continue to strive for their "New World Order," of which they would be at the top of the hierarchy and the few "pitiful mortals" (as they called all non-members) would be their slaves.

It was time to go back to Plan A. Bombing an embassy was a sure way to attract attention, incite hostility, foment chaos, and instigate revolution, which would wipe out all opposition, both leftist and rightist.

The time to strike again was now.

((Can they be the kidnappers of Princess Heidi? I need a culprit.))

((Can they be the kidnappers of Princess Heidi? I need a culprit.))

(OOC: Sure! Great idea!)

((I'll close my other thread in that case and just use this one for the incident.))

((I'll close my other thread in that case and just use this one for the incident.))

(OOC: All right.)

1500 McCarthy Avenue, 300 yards away from Doomingsland Embassy

Doomingsland was one of the key reasons the Red Dragons had nearly been extinguished years ago. Several ill-fated attacks on the Doomingsland Embassy had resulted in heavy casualties for the RDs, and Doomingsland's counterterrorism interrogators were able to crack even the toughest RDs and make them divulge vital information. Like elephants, Red Dragons never forgot. Their hatred did not die down over time, but rather simmered, then boiled, and finally steamed. Revenge was a precious commodity they savored, relished like the touch of a lover. Vengeance exhilerated them. Nothing was more arousing, titillating, and invigorating to them than revenge. And getting revenge against their hated enemies in Doomingsland would be supremely pleasurable. With that in mind, fifteen RDs gathered in various spots around the embassy, clutching AK-47s, as they waited for the right chance to strike.

((I'll RP until 10 or so, but I'm going camping AGAIN this weekend. I'm pissed about it, too. Please don't make this get too big. Tomorrow and Saturday you have my permission to use my forces SEPERATELY rom your own, RB.))
It has been confirmed that the Red Dragons have a base about two hundred kilometers east of the General's palace (Underground, of course.) We tracked them with our satellites when they kidnapped Princess Heidi.

In other news, hundreds of pro-Communist rallies have erupted in Green Sun. They will be closely monitored, but there is nothing illegal with the gatherings. If anything, they are supported. However, if they show any direct connection to this incident or turn into an Anti-Green Sun or Anti-Roach-Busters rally, they will have to be broken up.

In even more disturbing news, the asteroid belt that is believed to contain the notorious Neo Black Sun terrorist organization has spun into activity. Green Sun officials that all three of these are connected and Green Sun is sending in the Forge Force to help wipe out the uprising in RB since this could very well have a direct effect on Green Sun.

((I'll RP until 10 or so, but I'm going camping AGAIN this weekend. I'm pissed about it, too. Please don't make this get too big. Tomorrow and Saturday you have my permission to use my forces SEPERATELY rom your own, RB.))
It has been confirmed that the Red Dragons have a base about two hundred kilometers east of the General's palace (Underground, of course.) We tracked them with our satellites when they kidnapped Princess Heidi.

In other news, hundreds of pro-Communist rallies have erupted in Green Sun. They will be closely monitored, but there is nothing illegal with the gatherings. If anything, they are supported. However, if they show any direct connection to this incident or turn into an Anti-Green Sun or Anti-Roach-Busters rally, they will have to be broken up.

In even more disturbing news, the asteroid belt that is believed to contain the notorious Neo Black Sun terrorist organization has spun into activity. Green Sun officials that all three of these are connected and Green Sun is sending in the Forge Force to help wipe out the uprising in RB since this could very well have a direct effect on Green Sun.

(OOC: Just so you know, the Red Dragons are vehemently anticommunist, in addition to being antifascist, anticapitalist, and antisocialist.)

[tag for later response]

((Now I'm completely lost. I thought they were commies.))

((Now I'm completely lost. I thought they were commies.))

(OOC: They're apolitical, anti-religion, anti-everything terrorists, who want to kill all non-Red Dragons and establish a "New World Order." They hate everything and everyone but themselves, and are experts in guerrilla warfare.)

((Wow. Hold on, I've got to do this.))
Hobo Bob is on GSCN in a CATS outfit.
"Red Dragons: All your base will belong to us. You are on your way to destruction. You have no chance to survive make your time."

Green Sun ressearchers have just realized that today is Karl Marx's birthday. Oops. Our bad.

In that case, I lend my aid, and shall extend an offer of aid from the CAP. Please accept 200 troops from my elite Special Forces to help in this crisis for now.

In that case, I lend my aid, and shall extend an offer of aid from the CAP. Please accept 200 troops from my elite Special Forces to help in this crisis for now.

We thank Slayrule for their support.

-First Lady Thiensiri Theveenugul

OOC: Could you attack me too?

As I said, I shall try to convince the other CAP members to lend their support.

OOC: tag...may or may not get involved...depends on whether or not i start my new RP idea so...I will keep interest.

OOC: Could you attack me too?

(OOC: Sure.)


IC:



1500 Nguyen Van Thieu Avenue, just outside the Parthian Embassy


Yasser Assad-Nasser, one of the top Red Dragon lieutenants, peered at the pacing guards patrolling the Parthian Embassy with cold, calculating eyes, scouring every inch of the place in an attempt to locate a 'weak spot,' where they could attack successfully.

He turned to the four kidnapped Shoobans, who had explosive devices attached to their chests beneath their ragged, filthy, fecal shirts. "You know what to do," he said. "Tell them you were sent by the Generalissimo as a gift, for the Shah to kill."

"Yessuh, Mastah Yassa," they said, and waddled forward toward the front gates of the embassy.

And, just in case the Shooban plan failed, Assad-Nasser had several men gather around behind the embassy with rocket launchers, concussion grenades, cannisters of tear gas, and kegs of TNT.

TAG; Just for now. I don't think your Red Dragons would want to mess with my embassy because……..

TAG; Just for now. I don't think your Red Dragons would want to mess with my embassy because……..

(OOC: On the contrary, I think they would. They want to mess with everyone. They fear nothing.)

Bonstocknian Embassy
Roach-Busters

Ambassador Johan Stranden had just established his embassy in Roach Busters. It was a small outpost of the Federal Republic, but albeit a good one. Nearly 50 Bonstocknians were there, working at the embassy, including 12 Marine guards.

Still, security was lax at best. Most of the guards were raw, inexperienced recruits just out of the Bonstocknian Marine Training Center in Zecrostrand, Bonstock. None had ever seen combat. Also, a hundred-odd Bonstocknian tourists were staying in Roach Busters, completely defenseless. Stranden was greatly concerned when he read of the Red Dragon resurgance. He put in a request for better security to the Bonstocknian embassy to the Departments of Foreign Affairs and Defense.

The response: Nothing.

Bonstocknian Embassy
Roach-Busters

Ambassador Johan Stranden had just established his embassy in Roach Busters. It was a small outpost of the Federal Republic, but albeit a good one. Nearly 50 Bonstocknians were there, working at the embassy, including 12 Marine guards.

Still, security was lax at best. Most of the guards were raw, inexperienced recruits just out of the Bonstocknian Marine Training Center in Zecrostrand, Bonstock. None had ever seen combat. Also, a hundred-odd Bonstocknian tourists were staying in Roach Busters, completely defenseless. Stranden was greatly concerned when he read of the Red Dragon resurgance. He put in a request for better security to the Bonstocknian embassy to the Departments of Foreign Affairs and Defense.

The response: Nothing.

(OOC: Should I have the RDs launch an attack on your embassy?)

(OOC: Should I have the RDs launch an attack on your embassy?)

ooc: Sure.

Another new embassy. Another new target. The Red Dragons, being the infinitely perverse, corrupt, sadistic, diabolical cretins they were, savored shedding the blood of the innocent. And a new embassy- especially a new, ill-prepared, poorly-guarded embassy- would provide sufficient prey for them to slaughter.

That night, under cover of darkness, they approached, more silently than wraiths, slipping into the shadows unseen. One of them aimed a rocket launcher at the front gate. Two others took out concussion grenades, and got ready to pull off the pins and throw them. Ten others aimed their AK-47s at the Bonstockian guards. Then, without warning, they all struck.

The guards looked on into the dark. Most of them had no idea what was going on, and were too busy listening to music and reading magazines to care about the danger they faced. Most of them were simply trying to stay awake.

The sudden burst of small arms fire took them completely by surprise. Most of them thought it was aimed somewhere else. Then some of them fell. Five Bonstocknian guards were down, shot dead through the head. The other looked with horror. Many took their M-4 carbines, and sprayed randomly into the night. When they ran out of ammunition, many simply dropped their weapons and fled into the main building, screaming.

A frantic call for reinforcements was sent out, to Roach-Busters, to Bonstock, to anyone who would listen. The doors were barracaded in hopes that the attackers would go away.

The Bonstocknian government recieved the news, and asked helplessly for updates as Lord Harald called in a special assembly to figure out what to do.

The guards looked on into the dark. Most of them had no idea what was going on, and were too busy listening to music and reading magazines to care about the danger they faced. Most of them were simply trying to stay awake.

The sudden burst of small arms fire took them completely by surprise. Most of them thought it was aimed somewhere else. Then some of them fell. Five Bonstocknian guards were down, shot dead through the head. The other looked with horror. Many took their M-4 carbines, and sprayed randomly into the night. When they ran out of ammunition, many simply dropped their weapons and fled into the main building, screaming.

A frantic call for reinforcements was sent out, to Roach-Busters, to Bonstock, to anyone who would listen. The doors were barracaded in hopes that the attackers would go away.

The Bonstocknian government recieved the news, and asked helplessly for updates as Lord Harald called in a special assembly to figure out what to do.


The Red Dragons retreated into the night, as silently as they had come. Overall, it had been an overwhelming success; they had only lost one man, while only three were wounded.

Meanwhile, the blaring wail of sirens raped the silence as RB police cars and ambulances sped toward the Bonstock embassy.

(OOC: On the contrary, I think they would. They want to mess with everyone. They fear nothing.)

OOC: You want the Count to go on a rampage through your nation. Killing everything he runs into because nobody mess with his people. If you do, sent them. :p

OOC: You want the Count to go on a rampage through your nation. Killing everything he runs into because nobody mess with his people. If you do, sent them. :p

(OOC: I'll have them attack later, if it's all right with you. In the meantime, I gotta head to class. See you guys later.)

(OOC: I'll have them attack later, if it's all right with you. In the meantime, I gotta head to class. See you guys later.)

OOC: Yes, attack the embassy and the Count will come maybe. If he does not come, the Transylvania army base will be alerted and will be used for the first time.

Bonstocknian Senate
Port Yuko, Bonstock

Lord Harald got up to the podium in front of the chamber of 300 Senators. As all went quiet, he began his speech.

"My fellow Bonstocknians, today citizens of our nation were attacked overseas in the nation of Roach-Busters by rogue terrorists known as the Red Dragons who seek to harm the entire world. It is my sad duty to report that five Bonstocknian servicemen were killed in the attack. This was a deliberate act of terrorism that demands the response and attention of the entire world.

We thank our friend and ally, Roach Busters, for their quick response to the attack, but we believe that this is not enough. The Federal Republic offers its unyielding and firm support against the terrorist menace, and asks to deploy combat forces to further that goal. Only with the utter destruction of the terrorists can we have peace and security. As of now, I have authorized the deployment of a carrier battle group, along with a tactical fighter squadron and a battalion of the 6th Airborne Division, who will arrive if Roach Busters agrees to their deployment. We will see this fight through to the very end, no matter the cost."

Meanwhile, on the tarmac at Port Yuko International Airport, 15 C-17s and 18 F-22s waited for Roach-Busters to approve their deployment and give them an airbase to land at. A Bonstocknian carrier group set sail, and headed for Roach Busters.

Official message from President R.L. of the Dominion to President J.L. of Roach Busters

We have mobilized
5000 Dominion Marines
200 Bradley IFVs
25 Imperators
25 Commanches

for a search and destroy mission as well a team of interrogators from Domnion Inteligence. They will arrive at your capital in 2 hours to help rid you of the terrorist threat and defend the palace.

OOC: Too much? It's been a while since I've RPed modern tech.

Official message from President R.L. of the Dominion to President J.L. of Roach Busters

We have mobilized
5000 Dominion Marines
200 Bradley IFVs
25 Imperators
25 Commanches

for a search and destroy mission as well a team of interrogators from Domnion Inteligence. They will arrive at your capital in 2 hours to help rid you of the terrorist threat and defend the palace.

OOC: Too much? It's been a while since I've RPed modern tech.

(OOC: Could you reduce the numbers a bit? How about:

500 Dominion Marines
200 Bradley IFVs
25 Imperators
25 Commanches

Thanks!)


IC:


We thank our great ally Ruthless Slaughter for their support.

-First Lady Thiensiri Theveenugul

1500 Pinochet Avenue, just outside The Transylvania Embassy

"Daywalking motherfuckers...blood-sucking, coffin-dwelling, razor-fanged shits will wish they had never built an embassy in this nation," said General Hassan Khomeini, one of the top five leaders of the Red Dragons. "Their idle threats do not deter our holy quest in the slightest. We do not fear them at all. Let us proceed to attack their embassy and see what these cretins do."

They crept up to the concrete wall surrounding the embassy, and, concealed in shadows, they tossed several tear gas cannisters, concussion grenades, and sticks of dynamite over the wall.

They retreated into the darkness.

To: President R.L.
From: General Hassan Khomeini

Via our well-placed spies in the top rungs of the RB government, we have learned of your plans to deploy forces. We demand that you recant your decision, lest your own nation suffers terror at our hands. Unless you want mutilated corpses to litter every Ruthless Slaughterian street, cease and desist.

(OOC: Could you reduce the numbers a bit? How about:

500 Dominion Marines
200 Bradley IFVs
25 Imperators
25 Commanches

Thanks!)


IC:


We thank our great ally Ruthless Slaughter for their support.

-First Lady Thiensiri Theveenugul

The number of Marines have been reduced and the C-130s are en route.

Residence of Terris D. Fitten, Secretary of the Navy

A confirmed bachelor, Terris lived alone, although his warm, benevolent smile, which was without scruple and without peer, never failed to allure the ladies. Honest to a fault, soft-spoken, pleasant, utterly devoid of negative thoughts, incapable of bringing harm to others, and as generous as Mother Teresa, he had innumerable friends and no enemies, which made the tragedy that struck him all the more offensive, profane, and outrageous.

He was sitting in his humble but comfortable home, in his small but tidy living room, relaxing in an armchair reading a book. So enraptured was he in the story that he was oblivious to all around him. His fascination with the contents of the book cost him his life.

Inserting a spare key into the lock on his door (a key that he kept under his front mat), a dark figure silently opened the door and stepped into the house as if he owned the place. He soundlessly closed the door, then, moving with the swift, cunning air of a predator, and the silence of a ghost, he moved through the house in pursuit of his prey.

Moments later, shrill screams of agony ensured that the quiet, peaceful evening would be quiet and peaceful no more.

Your threat is welcomed, we welcome bloodshed. However, the only corpses to litter the streets will be those you and your sorry organization. Your threat has been dubbed hollow and will be met with unbridled ferocity. Enjoy your freedom while you can.
President R.L.
The Dominion of Ruthless Slaughter

http://photobucket.com/albums/y90/DominionofRS/?action=view&current=gdi.gif

1500 Pinochet Avenue, just outside The Transylvania Embassy

"Daywalking motherfuckers...blood-sucking, coffin-dwelling, razor-fanged shits will wish they had never built an embassy in this nation," said General Hassan Khomeini, one of the top five leaders of the Red Dragons. "Their idle threats do not deter our holy quest in the slightest. We do not fear them at all. Let us proceed to attack their embassy and see what these cretins do."

They crept up to the concrete wall surrounding the embassy, and, concealed in shadows, they tossed several tear gas cannisters, concussion grenades, and sticks of dynamite over the wall.

They retreated into the darkness.

First Lieutenant Sebastian Bolton was up stairs in Diplomat Phillips’ office in a meeting when the shit all started. The ten Transylvanian army men outside were killed and other have be harmed. Over twenty people have died in that attack and Diplomat Phillips sent a message to Count JWolf, knowing he will sent it to the other members of the Council of Twelve. The First Lieutenant sent a message to the Transylvania Army Base in Roach-Busters and called the RB city police to tell them what had happened. The people, who attack the embassy, will have hell to pay, when they are found.

OOC: RB, there are only 1,000 vampires that live in the Dominion. So, your attack just killed human because all of the vampires are in the Dominion.

Your threat is welcomed, we welcome bloodshed. However, the only corpses to litter the streets will be those you and your sorry organization. Your threat has been dubbed hollow and will be met with unbridled ferocity. Enjoy your freedom while you can.
President R.L.
The Dominion of Ruthless Slaughter

http://photobucket.com/albums/y90/DominionofRS/?action=view&current=gdi.gif

To: President R.L.
From: General Hassan Khomeini

Your corpse will be even bloodier than Secretary Fitten's. Enjoy your last few breaths of life will you can, insolent worm.

A score of C-130s touched down and offloaded the troops and equipment. Commanches were immediately scrambled and a perimeter was set up, lest any terrorists try to catch them as they landed. A Pavehawk touched down and 5 suited figures stepped out: Interrogation specialists from Dominion Inteligence. The Operation Commander, Colenel James Hammond, walked to the airport administration office flanked by two Marines.

Hammond: Cavalry's here. Just point us to the terrorists.

SIC:

The Real Anime Liberation Movement has found a worthy enemy in these Red Dragon nihilists.....want some Tokko and Omnitsu teams?

Kimiko A. Moua
Shogun
The Real Anime Liberation Movement

ooc: wait, the marriage RP! Did Kimiko and Chong put the rings on?

(OOC: Sure.)


IC:



1500 Nguyen Van Thieu Avenue, just outside the Parthian Embassy

Yasser Assad-Nasser, one of the top Red Dragon lieutenants, peered at the pacing guards patrolling the Parthian Embassy with cold, calculating eyes, scouring every inch of the place in an attempt to locate a 'weak spot,' where they could attack successfully.
He turned to the four kidnapped Shoobans, who had explosive devices attached to their chests beneath their ragged, filthy, fecal shirts. "You know what to do," he said. "Tell them you were sent by the Generalissimo as a gift, for the Shah to kill."
"Yessuh, Mastah Yassa," they said, and waddled forward toward the front gates of the embassy.
And, just in case the Shooban plan failed, Assad-Nasser had several men gather around behind the embassy with rocket launchers, concussion grenades, cannisters of tear gas, and kegs of TNT.

A Parthian guard at the gate looked out towards the two Shoobans approaching, then pulled out his gun. "What are you doing away from your owner? You are not human and thus, since you are not a Parthian citizen or someone permitted to be here, I cannot let you pass." No alert was yet sounded, and the ambassador was peacefully sleeping in his bedroom while the small watch of 10 soldiers paced around.

SIC:

The Real Anime Liberation Movement has found a worthy enemy in these Red Dragon nihilists.....want some Tokko and Omnitsu teams?

Kimiko A. Chong
Shogun
The Real Anime Liberation Movement

(OOC: Actually, Chong Moua's first name is Chong, his last name is Moua. So it would be Kimiko A. Moua)

ooc:RB, marriage thread.

A Parthian guard at the gate looked out towards the two Shoobans approaching, then pulled out his gun. "What are you doing away from your owner? You are not human and thus, since you are not a Parthian citizen or someone permitted to be here, I cannot let you pass." No alert was yet sounded, and the ambassador was peacefully sleeping in his bedroom while the small watch of 10 soldiers paced around.

"We ist hea ta see da umbossida," the Shoobans said. "Da Genewazeemo send us fo' him ta ki'w."

(OOC: Actually, Chong Moua's first name is Chong, his last name is Moua. So it would be Kimiko A. Moua)

OOC: fixed

"We ist hea ta see da umbossida," the Shoobans said. "Da Genewazeemo send us fo' him ta ki'w."

"He did? How kind." The soldier then shot both shoobans in the kneecaps before firing again into their wrists.

"He did? How kind." The soldier then shot both shoobans in the kneecaps before firing again into their wrists.

They honk/screamed in agony, sobbing in pain. "Yoo ist not bewwy nice, Mistah Poo-poo Head!" the Shoobans shouted.

They honk/screamed in agony, sobbing in pain. "Yoo ist not bewwy nice, Mistah Poo-poo Head!" the Shoobans shouted.

The soldier unloaded his rifle into the Shooban's head, before slicing the other's throat.

The soldier unloaded his rifle into the Shooban's head, before slicing the other's throat.

As the Shoobans collapsed, wallowing in gore, several Red Dragons jumped out and began firing at the soldiers, screaming, "Death to the children of Ahura Mazda!"

As the Shoobans collapsed, wallowing in gore, several Red Dragons jumped out and began firing at the soldiers, screaming, "Death to the children of Ahura Mazda!"

"Shit, we have armed gunmen firing, retreat to the embassy. Wake the ambassador and retreat." The Ambassador fled down to the bunkers while the marines retreated into the embassy when one of their number was cut down by bullets.

"Shit, we have armed gunmen firing, retreat to the embassy. Wake the ambassador and retreat." The Ambassador fled down to the bunkers while the marines retreated into the embassy when one of their number was cut down by bullets.

(OOC: How many soldiers are at your embassy? There are only 8-12 RDs.)

(OOC: How many soldiers are at your embassy? There are only 8-12 RDs.)

OOC: 10 Marines.

OOC: 10 Marines.

(OOC: Thanks.)

The Red Marines lobbed hand grenades at the retreating soldiers, shouting, "You can escape us, but you cannot escape the bloody deaths that await you in your near future!"

(OOC: Check TGs, please.)

Two soldiers again died in the shrapnel attacks. In the windows overlooking the street, an Mk-19 grenade launcher was brought in and fired wildly at the source of the grenades while covering fire of M-203 grenades and M-29 assault rifles tore into the night.

Two soldiers again died in the shrapnel attacks. In the windows overlooking the street, an Mk-19 grenade launcher was brought in and fired wildly at the source of the grenades while covering fire of M-203 grenades and M-29 assault rifles tore into the night.

A sickening, wet splat assured the Parthian soldiers' that their aim was dead-on; as if to confirm, three Red Dragons fell apart in a gory mess before their eyes.

Grenades continued to fire while an SMAW was placed on the windowsill and aimed in the general direction of the enemy fire. It was set to explode the high explosive rocket directly over that area. With one more look through the scope, the rocket shot out and exploded in a flash of light not far away.

Grenades continued to fire while an SMAW was placed on the windowsill and aimed in the general direction of the enemy fire. It was set to explode the high explosive rocket directly over that area. With one more look through the scope, the rocket shot out and exploded in a flash of light not far away.

A brilliant explosion lit up the night, penetrating the darkness and setting off a brief but blinding flash of light. Severed, charred limbs flew everywhere, as blood drizzled the ground. The Red Dragons' attack on the Parthian embassy had been repelled.

Lord Harald called upon Roach-Busters to allow Bonstocknian forces to enter RB so as to combat the Red Dragons. In another speech, he said, "This is a war of the entire Bonstocknian people, and the entire world. We will not allow five of our servicemen to die in vain. We will hunt these terrorists down until the end."

The Bonstocknian carrier group, centered around the carrier Volvgrad, arrived near Roach-Busters waters. The commander, Robert du Lac, requested permission to enter Roach-Busters territorial waters.

Meanwhile, at Port Yuko International Airport, 288 C-17s sat on the tarmac. A message was sent out, requesting permission for them to deploy to an airbase in Roach-Busters. On board they had 3700 men and women of the 1st Brigade, 1st Infantry Division, and nearly 300 Stryker vehicles. All were earmarked for a quick deployment.

In addition, the Bonstocknian Air Force was prepared to contribute an expeditionary wing of 48 F-22s and 4 B-2s, along with about 5000 personnel, should permission and bases be given from Roach-Busters.

Bonstocknian sattelites began searching for any activity by the Red Dragons. Any training camps or weapons depots were examined, and information was relayed to Roach-Busters and Bonstocknian commands.

Lord Harald called upon Roach-Busters to allow Bonstocknian forces to enter RB so as to combat the Red Dragons. In another speech, he said, "This is a war of the entire Bonstocknian people, and the entire world. We will not allow five of our servicemen to die in vain. We will hunt these terrorists down until the end."

The Bonstocknian carrier group, centered around the carrier Volvgrad, arrived near Roach-Busters waters. The commander, Robert du Lac, requested permission to enter Roach-Busters territorial waters.

Meanwhile, at Port Yuko International Airport, 288 C-17s sat on the tarmac. A message was sent out, requesting permission for them to deploy to an airbase in Roach-Busters. On board they had 3700 men and women of the 1st Brigade, 1st Infantry Division, and nearly 300 Stryker vehicles. All were earmarked for a quick deployment.

In addition, the Bonstocknian Air Force was prepared to contribute an expeditionary wing of 48 F-22s and 4 B-2s, along with about 5000 personnel, should permission and bases be given from Roach-Busters.

Bonstocknian sattelites began searching for any activity by the Red Dragons. Any training camps or weapons depots were examined, and information was relayed to Roach-Busters and Bonstocknian commands.

To: Bonstock
From: First Lady Thiensiri Theveenugul

You have permission to deploy your forces. We appreciate the support.

Port Yuko International Airport
2300 Hours

The C-17s were already loaded with the eight-wheeled Stryker vehicles. Most of the troops were in the terminal, awaiting orders. They sat around, getting a bite to eat, chatting with local women, and calling their mothers one last time. One of them sat, in full battle fatigues, reading a newspaper. He turned over to one of his compainions with a typical Port Yuko accent, and said "Hey, Joe, those Marines really got their asses handed to them over in Roach Busters."

"Yeah, Rick. Trust a Marine to get us in a war."

"God dammit now we gotta go all the way over there, shoot some fricken gooks, get blood on our shoes, and have to come back. Come on."

A man hurriedly walked over nearby. "We got orders from HQ. All units report to transports right now."

The men got their backpacks, and got in perfect order, and marched onto the transports that were to take them to Roach-Busters.

The C-17s loaded up, and lumbered onto the runways, one by one, nearly 300 of them. The tower gave the signal. "Frogface 1, clear for take off."

"Roger." The first C-17 slowly but surely accelerated, and then aimed its nose skyward, and launched into the night sky. One by one, the other planes followed.

The men braced themselves for the boredom of their long flight. Some of them read books, some tried to get some sleep. Some played poker, and some began singing. Others checked their weapons, and prepared for war. It would be a long night ahead of them until they reached their destination.

Roach-Busters Daily News

Obituary

Terris D. Fitten (46), Secretary of the Navy. Murdered last night by unknown assailants, assumed to be members of the terrorist faction calling themselves the Red Dragons. Stabbed sixty-nine times. Survived by his brother, Chief of Staff of the Marines Terrel Fitten, his parents, and a sister. Funeral will be held Sunday.

At the Transylvania Army/Air base in Roach-Busters. Count JWolf’s Gulfsteam V jet was sitting in one of the hanger for two hours, now. Then the door comes down and out walks Count JWolf in his armor (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/JWolfsDemonarmor.jpg). “I want all the info on the Red Dragons yesterday.” order the Count. Men and women start running around, as the Count head to the base’s radio center. After he got there, “Sent this message all over Roach-Buster.” order the Count. “Yes, sir.” said the radio operator.

“Red Dragon leader, I CHALLENGE YOU TO A FIGHT. You fucked up attacking the Transylvania embassy and now the Red Dragons will paid for it will their lives. Now, come to my base alone in 24 hours. If you ain’t here after the 24 hours are over, I’m sending everybody I can after your dumb ass.”

"Repeat it every two hours." order the Count. "Yes, sir." said the radio operator. With that, the Count left the room and heads to his office at the base. After he got there, he took his helmet/cape off and put his sword in the corner. Then he to started to read reports off everything that was happening in RB, right now.

OOC: Have somebody answer, RB. It was sent on every radio channel in RB, too.

The Parthian embassy front yard was littered with the bodies of three of the marines, two torn to ribbons by shrapnel and the other ripped in the chest with bullets. Fire from the outside ceased as the Shooban slaves working the embassy were exposed, before three marines came out behind the Shoobans, using them as human shields while an orderly placed the bodies into a black bodybag and phone calls were sent to the Roach Busters garrison, "The Parthian embassy had been attacked and military support is requested." Fire from outside had stopped, and searchlights illuminated the areas around the embassy while a sniper on the roof looked around.

At the Transylvania Army/Air base in Roach-Busters. Count JWolf’s Gulfsteam V jet was sitting in one of the hanger for two hours, now. Then the door comes down and out walks Count JWolf in his armor (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/JWolfsDemonarmor.jpg). “I want all the info on the Red Dragons yesterday.” order the Count. Men and women start running around, as the Count head to the base’s radio center. After he got there, “Sent this message all over Roach-Buster.” order the Count. “Yes, sir.” said the radio operator.

“Red Dragon leader, I CHALLENGE YOU TO A FIGHT. You fucked up attacking the Transylvania embassy and now the Red Dragons will paid for it will their lives. Now, come to my base alone in 24 hours. If you ain’t here after the 24 hours are over, I’m sending everybody I can after your dumb ass.”

"Repeat it every two hours." order the Count. "Yes, sir." said the radio operator. With that, the Count left the room and heads to his office at the base. After he got there, he took his helmet/cape off and put his sword in the corner. Then he to started to read reports off everything that was happening in RB, right now.

OOC: Have somebody answer, RB. It was sent on every radio channel in RB, too.

To: Count JWolf
From: General Phoumi Giap

Fuck you. I am not afraid of you.

The Parthian embassy front yard was littered with the bodies of three of the marines, two torn to ribbons by shrapnel and the other ripped in the chest with bullets. Fire from the outside ceased as the Shooban slaves working the embassy were exposed, before three marines came out behind the Shoobans, using them as human shields while an orderly placed the bodies into a black bodybag and phone calls were sent to the Roach Busters garrison, "The Parthian embassy had been attacked and military support is requested." Fire from outside had stopped, and searchlights illuminated the areas around the embassy while a sniper on the roof looked around.

Four hundred National Guardsmen, five hundred policemen, and twenty-five snipers were en route to the Parthian embassy as soon as the news was relayed to the RB garrison.

OOC:Summary?

To: Count JWolf
From: General Phoumi Giap

Fuck you. I am not afraid of you.



TO: General Phoumi Giap
FROM: Count JWolf

You better be. Now, come to me before I have to come get you. You are not a general. You are an asshole, ‘General’ Eastmoreland was. Now, do the right thing and kill yourself before I make you in a ghoul. And one more thing, fuck you and have a nice day.

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TO: Roach-Buster Command
FROM: Count JWolf

Got any info on a General Phoumi Giap? He is the so-call leader of the Red Dragons. Does he have a family in Roach-Busters? Because I want to meet them, if you know what I mean.

OOC:Summary?

Red Dragons are back. They're attacking embassies. They're about to attack yours.

TO: General Phoumi Giap
FROM: Count JWolf

You better be. Now, come to me before I have to come get you. You are not a general. You are an asshole, ‘General’ Eastmoreland was. Now, do the right thing and kill yourself before I make you in a ghoul. And one more thing, fuck you and have a nice day.

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TO: Roach-Buster Command
FROM: Count JWolf

Got any info on a General Phoumi Giap? He is the so-call leader of the Red Dragons. Does he have a family in Roach-Busters? Because I want to meet them, if you know what I mean.

To: Count JWolf
From: General Phoumi Giap

Be silent, lest I de-fang you, you vulgar lout.


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To: Count JWolf
From: First Lady Thiensiri Theveenugul

As of yet, we know nothing about Mr. Giap.

TO: General Phoumi Giap
FROM: Count JWolf

You sir, are a man of few brain cells. You know what you remind me of, a Shooban that was mating with a jackass. By the way, how is your wife and mother?

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TO: First Lady Thiensiri Theveenugul
FROM: Count JWolf

When you find some, sent it to me first. So, I can hunt him down and kill him like the pest he is. I will take some cameras will me too. So, J.L. can have a new movie to watch.

TO: General Phoumi Giap
FROM: Count JWolf

You sir, are a man of few brain cells. You know what you remind me of, a Shooban that was mating with a jackass. By the way, how is your wife and mother?

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TO: First Lady Thiensiri Theveenugul
FROM: Count JWolf

When you find some, sent it to me first. So, I can hunt him down and kill him like the pest he is. I will take some cameras will me too. So, J.L. can have a new movie to watch.

To: Count JWolf
From: General Phoumi Giap

Want a bulb of garlic plopped up your ass? The keep insulting me. And just so you know, you stupid shit, marriage is forbidden to Red Dragon members, so I have no wife. And I slew my mother when I was eight years old.


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To: Count JWolf
From: First Lady Thiensiri Theveenugul

Thanks, will do.

The Count was laughing like a mad man in his office after ‘General’ Phoumi Giap last letter. His plan was working and Gaip will be coming to him after the next letter. With an evil grin on his face, the Count started typing the next letter.

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TO: General Phoumi Giap
FROM: Count JWolf

Nub nuts, I dare you to come and try to put a bulb of garlic up my ass. Come on, O dumb one. Come to my base, so you can try it. Wait I know what is up with you, Gaip. You have never made love with a woman and female Shooban does not count as a woman. And you’re a yellow bellied coward. That is why you and your sorry ass group are attacking embassies of other nation and not going head on with army bases of other nation. I will leave you with these last words. Come and get some, dumbest leader of the dumbest group ever.

The Count was laughing like a mad man in his office after ‘General’ Phoumi Giap last letter. His plan was working and Gaip will be coming to him after the next letter. With an evil grin on his face, the Count started typing the next letter.

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TO: General Phoumi Giap
FROM: Count JWolf

Nub nuts, I dare you to come and try to put a bulb of garlic up my ass. Come on, O dumb one. Come to my base, so you can try it. Wait I know what is up with you, Gaip. You have never made love with a woman and female Shooban does not count as a woman. And you’re a yellow bellied coward. That is why you and your sorry ass group are attacking embassies of other nation and not going head on with army bases of other nation. I will leave you with these last words. Come and get some, dumbest leader of the dumbest group ever.


To: Count JWolf
From: General Phoumi Giap

Name the time and place of your demise.

Official Message From the Shah to Parthian Television

"Today our embassy in Roach Busters has been attacked by evil terrorists, and Parthian soldiers have given their lives for this nation. I will say, that those who perpetrated this attack will be brought to justice and tortured to death. Such will be their punishment."

-Shah Khosru III

TO: General Phoumi Giap
FROM: Count JWolf

Time: Two hours ago. Place: the Transylvania Army/Air base. You come by yourself in an unmarked vehicle. I will be waiting for you, Giap.

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TO: First Lady Thiensiri Theveenugul
FROM: Count JWolf

'General' Giap has falling in my trap and is coming to me. I will have the cameras rolling.

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After the order was give, everybody on the base was moving. Setting up cameras and other thing for 'General' Giap arrive on the base. The vehicle will stop at front gate and checked for bombs. If no bombs are found, they will be aloud to pass.

The Count was still in his office, waiting for the right time. The right time is when 'General' Giap's vehicle pulls up in front of the base's HQ.

Secret IC

Michael Serym, a mild-mannered, unassuming accountant, had been kidnapped last night by Red Dragon terrorists for one purpose: to become General Phoumi Giap's body double. Surgeons spent several grueling, agonizing, back-breaking, strenuous, rigorous hours performing plastic surgery on Serym until he looked exactly like Giap. Prior to the surgery, Serym was injected with a tremendous dose of cocaine, to ensure that he would stay awake through the procedure. He was given no anesthesia. Instead, he was given a drug that enhanced his sensitivity to pain over ten-fold. When they were done, they forced him- at gun-point- to change into the Red Dragons' traditional garb. Then, linguists, speech therapists, and drama teachers spent hours working with him until he could speak in a voice that sounded exactly like Giap's. He even adopted the movements, mannerisms, and walking of Giap.


Public IC

Once he was ready, he got into a Jeep (which was closely monitored to ensure he did nothing 'funny') and drove to the base. He knew that, if he refused, that would be the end of his wife, four-year-old daughter, and six-week-old son.

The jeep was stopped at the front gate and was check for bombs. Men walked around the jeep will dogs and a man in the tower, next to front gate, had a M60 pointing at the jeep during the search. A guard in the shack send a message to Count JWolf, that the ‘General’ has arrived.

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Count JWolf was still in his armor without his helmet/cape off. Puffing a Cuban cigar, he waited for the jeep to be passed through the front gate. Then he would destroy the man, like the dog he is. And it would be on camera, too.

OOC:Are they attacking my embassy yet?

Little Parthia, Roach-Busters

Little Parthia was a small, agrarian, prosperous young community with a thriving economy, non-existent crime, and an intelligent, sensible, fiercely conservative, devoutly religious populace. Its 5,400 inhabitants were of Parthian descent, and, although they were RB citizens unconditionally loyal to the Generalissimo, they deeply revered their Shah. Everyone in the community was a militant anticommunist and deeply religious Zoroastrian. They treasured the Avesta just as greatly as they despised Das Kapital. The city had always been quite peaceful. However, a radical brigade of Red Dragons was about to change all that...


After hearing Shah Khosru III's scathing indictment of the Red Dragons, General Phoumi Giap decided the Parthian-Roach-Busterians of Little Parthia would have to be punished. He sent 100 members of a 'martyr brigade,' to wreak havoc in response to the Shah's condemnation of the cult. Each of the 100 men was young, idealistic, not too bright, and fanatically devoted to his cause.

The men stormed into a small elementary school, where the kindergarten teacher was giving the students a laudatory lesson on the late, great Shah Mohammed Reza Pahlavi.

There were about 30 young, attentive, adorable, wide-eyed students who listened in silent fascination.

Twenty of the men rushed inside, leapt into the center of the classroom, and bellowed, "Death to the scions of Parthia!" as they detonated their vests.

The remaining men split up and emulated the feat in different classrooms. More than 341 children and 17 teachers died that dreadful day.

OOC:Are they attacking my embassy yet?

http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=8681924&postcount=6

There you go, Doom.

The jeep was stopped at the front gate and was check for bombs. Men walked around the jeep will dogs and a man in the tower, next to front gate, had a M60 pointing at the jeep during the search. A guard in the shack send a message to Count JWolf, that the ‘General’ has arrived.

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Count JWolf was still in his armor without his helmet/cape off. Puffing a Cuban cigar, he waited for the jeep to be passed through the front gate. Then he would destroy the man, like the dog he is. And it would be on camera, too.


Unbeknownst to the Count, the 'General' had an explosive device beneath his cloak, which he planned to detonate as soon as he was close enough.

"Death to Helldawg V!" the Red Dragons screamed in high-pitched, wavering voices so shrill they sounded feminine, as they began firing their AK-47s at the guards.

Unbeknownst to the Count, the 'General' had an explosive device beneath his cloak, which he planned to detonate as soon as he was close enough.

OOC: What type of explosive device? There are trained dogs smelling around the jeep, they would smell it, too. But I will let the jeep past through.

IC: The jeep had on no bomb in it, so it was passed in the base. A few minutes later, he was stopped 500 yards away from the base's HQ by a M1 Abrams Main Battle Tank and six armed soldier. “Out of the vehicle, Gaip.” order one of the men, as the men pointed their AK-47.

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Inside the Count’s office were two men, the real Count and another man in another set of the Count’s armor. “I don’t trust this man.” said the Count. “You know what to do.” The man said yes and left the room. The ‘Count’ headed outside and got inside a jeep, that drove 300 yards away from the base’s HQ then stopped. The ‘Count’ got out and waited for Gaip to come to him. Meanwhile, the real Count was watching through video cameras, that were pointing at the other Count.

1500 McCarthy Avenue, 300 yards away from Doomingsland Embassy

Doomingsland was one of the key reasons the Red Dragons had nearly been extinguished years ago. Several ill-fated attacks on the Doomingsland Embassy had resulted in heavy casualties for the RDs, and Doomingsland's counterterrorism interrogators were able to crack even the toughest RDs and make them divulge vital information. Like elephants, Red Dragons never forgot. Their hatred did not die down over time, but rather simmered, then boiled, and finally steamed. Revenge was a precious commodity they savored, relished like the touch of a lover. Vengeance exhilerated them. Nothing was more arousing, titillating, and invigorating to them than revenge. And getting revenge against their hated enemies in Doomingsland would be supremely pleasurable. With that in mind, fifteen RDs gathered in various spots around the embassy, clutching AK-47s, as they waited for the right chance to strike.
Colonel Marius Julianus sat upon the battlements of the seemingly ancient embassy. After the Red Dragons' first attack on the embassy nearly one hundred years earlier, it had been transformed from a beautiful example of Roman architechture to one of the most heavily fortified structures on the face of the planet. It had twenty foot high, nine-foot thick steel-reinforced concrete walls surrounding the structure with a medeival-style gatehouse upon which the unit's red standard proudly hung, decorated with the skulls of the Red Dragon terrorists that had previously attempted to assault the embassy.

There were seven defensive positions along the tops of the wall, and cremelation all along it so that riflemen could fire without being hit. Razor wire was also strung along the tops of the walls. Inside the towers were crew-served 25mm XM304 automatic cannons along with snipers armed with 20mm anti-material rifles. There were twenty men in total positioned on the walls, either manning machineguns or staring down the sights of their M28 NGIWs.

Marius began to walk along the walls, checking that his men were alert. It began to rain. He himself was a veteran of one of the RG attacks, and had been somewhat paranoid ever since that incedent. He wore black body armor (which had been fashioned to resemble that of a Roman centurion) and fatigues, but no helmet. As the rain poured down on his shaved head, he recalled the last attack. It had occured on a night just like this one. Remembering that, he checked to make sure a round was chambered in his rifle...

OOC: What type of explosive device? There are trained dogs smelling around the jeep, they would smell it, too. But I will let the jeep past through.

IC: The jeep had on no bomb in it, so it was passed in the base. A few minutes later, he was stopped 500 yards away from the base's HQ by a M1 Abrams Main Battle Tank and six armed soldier. “Out of the vehicle, Gaip.” order one of the men, as the men pointed their AK-47.

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Inside the Count’s office were two men, the real Count and another man in another set of the Count’s armor. “I don’t trust this man.” said the Count. “You know what to do.” The man said yes and left the room. The ‘Count’ headed outside and got inside a jeep, that drove 300 yards away from the base’s HQ then stopped. The ‘Count’ got up and waited for Gaip to lead to him. Meanwhile, the real Count was watching through video cameras, that were pointing at the other Count.


(OOC: Is it all right if I kill off the fake Count?)

(OOC: Is it all right if I kill off the fake Count?)

OOC: It is the fake Count. So, yes you can but only kill him and don't post any new reports. Ok?

Official Message from Shah Khosru to Television

Today, the brutal Red Dragon terrorists have attacked a small community of Ethnic Parthians in Roach Busters. This confirms to me that the threat posed by these terrorists is considerable and must not be taken lightly. I have hereby ordered Parthian troops to secure the town of Little Parthia and form some sort of small defenses around it to provide a garrison. If JL approves this measure, further troops will be deployed to Roach Busters to help fight these deamons.

"Death to Helldawg V!" the Red Dragons screamed in high-pitched, wavering voices so shrill they sounded feminine, as they began firing their AK-47s at the guards.
OOC:Gah! Posted before I posted. Oh well...

IC:

Marius instantly recognized the crack of the AK47s as the 7.62mm rounds impacted the thick embassy walls, glancing off and tearing off chunks of concrete. Fire immediatly errupted from the walls as the Marines quickly picked out the RDs with their thermal sights. Marius quickly shouldered his rifle, bringing the red dot reticle over the head of one of them.

Crack

The target's head watermeloned, spewing brain tissue and gray matter all over the hard cement ground.

The chatter of machinegun and rifle fire continued into the night as the marines peppered away at their foes, eventualy ordering a mortar strike from within the embassy to blanket the outside area. As the all-too-farmiliar sound that somewhat resembled water boiling on a tea kettle rang out, the shells impacted the ground in a defeaning roar, flinging large chunks of pavement through the air. Lightning flashed, showing for just a second the bodies of the slaughtered RDs, their blood flowing into a nearby storm drain along with the rain water...

OOC: I know its late but I really like this story so far.

IC: Hearing of the attrocities being comitted in RB by the Red Dragon terrorists, and terrified that something similar would happen at Ameracadia's new embassy, the government increased the garrison of Guardians (http://ns.goobergunch.net/wiki/index.php/Ameracadia#Guardians) from 10 to 25. Captain Hunter, the commander of the Guardians assigned to the embassy, saw to it that all of the men were prepared for battle and had their night-vision headsets on. This embassy would not be taken by surprise if he had any say in it. He deployed his men around the embassy for maximum coverage, then returned to the command room and rejoined the officer watching the video feeds from the thermal security cameras.

From: Ambassador Drae of Ameracadia
To: Generalissimo J.L.
In the interest of the safety and security of RB's embassy district, which has come under many terrorist attacks recently, Ameracadia would like to offer more Guardians to help you protect the foreign diplomats in your nation.

Unidentified Airbase Along the coast of Roach-Busters

A few hours before, a Bonstocknian Air Force 747 landed, and air traffic controllers and ground personnel of the 1st Squadron, 24th Fighter Wing, unloaded to provide air traffic control and maintenance for the load of C-17s inbound with the 1st Brigade, 1st Infantry Division.

All was in place. The Bonstocknians occupied the tower, and began sending the signals. The C-17s came on the radio.

"C-17 flight requesting permission to land."

"Permission granted."

One by one, the C-17s landed, and unloaded their cargo. The whole proccess took nearly 6 hours, but by the end of it a whole, combat ready Stryker brigade was ready for combat. Soon they were joined by 24 F-22s from the 24th Fighter Wing, which were to provide air support along with the aircraft from the carrier FRBS Volvgrad.

Sattelites began focusing on a particularly suspicious nearby grouping off tents, which looked a lot like a Red Dragon training camp right along the coast. The Bonstocknians relayed its position to Roach-Busters, and asked for permission to carry out a strike.

OOC: Are you going to have the fake Giap go boom and kill the fake Count?

TO: General Phoumi Giap
FROM: Velkyan Naval Command

Well, it seems yet another group of pigs and self-righteous lunitics have taken the liberty of murdering children and attacking embassies. Seems you'd be the leader of this particular "heavenly" group. Well, I hope you had your fun, because our pilots and soldiers sure will when they stamp your faggot ass into Roach-Busters soil.

Your's Truly,

Chuck Anderson

The 2nd Naval Fleet has been dispatched to the Roach Busters Region. The ASV also requests the use of Translyvania's airbase as a staging point for Vangaurd and Halo operations.

To: The ASV
From: Count JWolf

Nope, you can not use my airbase. Only Transylvania Army men and women will be using this base. Talk to Roach-Buster and see if you can use one of their bases.

OOC: You should have not spammed my other thread.

OOC: Are you going to have the fake Giap go boom and kill the fake Count?

'Giap' smiled wanly, his eyes exuding a sinister gleam which made his utter contempt for the sanctity of life palpable. He walked toward the 'Count', his eyes radiating malevolence, giving all who beheld them an insight into the dark, twisted mechinations of his soul, if he even had one. He reached beneath his shirt, preparing himself to activate the explosive device.

This is good, he thought. This guy probably thinks I really am evil, little knowing this is all a facade.

When he was within choking distance of the 'Count,' he suddenly had a change of heart and faltered, hesitating. "I can't do it," he muttered, hanging his head in defeat. "There's something I must tell you...I'm..."

Suddenly, his entire body burst like a squeezed tomato, spurting intestinal juices, thick blood, and internal organs all over the place, drenching the fake Count in gore.

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At RD Headquarters, the real General Giap smiled. That was close. The fool had almost given away their secret. Good thing he had him bugged.

OOC: Was the fake Count in the blast range?

OOC:Gah! Posted before I posted. Oh well...

IC:

Marius instantly recognized the crack of the AK47s as the 7.62mm rounds impacted the thick embassy walls, glancing off and tearing off chunks of concrete. Fire immediatly errupted from the walls as the Marines quickly picked out the RDs with their thermal sights. Marius quickly shouldered his rifle, bringing the red dot reticle over the head of one of them.

Crack

The target's head watermeloned, spewing brain tissue and gray matter all over the hard cement ground.

The chatter of machinegun and rifle fire continued into the night as the marines peppered away at their foes, eventualy ordering a mortar strike from within the embassy to blanket the outside area. As the all-too-farmiliar sound that somewhat resembled water boiling on a tea kettle rang out, the shells impacted the ground in a defeaning roar, flinging large chunks of pavement through the air. Lightning flashed, showing for just a second the bodies of the slaughtered RDs, their blood flowing into a nearby storm drain along with the rain water...
...

...

The Red Dragons, utterly overwhelmed by superior firepower and vastly outnumbered, reluctantly lobbed a few hand grenades before retreating into the darkness to lick their wounds and plot their next strike. Of the 25 RDs who had attacked, only 3 survived; and of the 3, 2 suffered minor injuries, and 1 was critically injured- he had lost an eye, two fingers, and had four bullet holes in his lower abdomen.

The Next Day

As the sun rose over the blood soaked streets, a Marine could be seen jamming the severed head of one of the fallen Red Dragons onto a pike on top of the gate house. The mutilated, headless bodies of the slain foes had been strung up onto the walls, taunting the ones lucky enough to escape. A new skull had been added to the unit's standards, keeping with the tradition of adding a new skull for every victorious battle a unit has taken part in. The wall was now lined with twenty two severed heads, mounted on spikes on top of the wall, the horrified exresions still upon them. This would serve as a warning to all who opposed the Empire.

OOC: I know its late but I really like this story so far.

IC: Hearing of the attrocities being comitted in RB by the Red Dragon terrorists, and terrified that something similar would happen at Ameracadia's new embassy, the government increased the garrison of Guardians (http://ns.goobergunch.net/wiki/index.php/Ameracadia#Guardians) from 10 to 25. Captain Hunter, the commander of the Guardians assigned to the embassy, saw to it that all of the men were prepared for battle and had their night-vision headsets on. This embassy would not be taken by surprise if he had any say in it. He deployed his men around the embassy for maximum coverage, then returned to the command room and rejoined the officer watching the video feeds from the thermal security cameras.

From: Ambassador Drae of Ameracadia
To: Generalissimo J.L.

We accept your help. Thank you.

-Generalissimo J.L.

'Giap' smiled wanly, his eyes exuding a sinister gleam which made his utter contempt for the sanctity of life palpable. He walked toward the 'Count', his eyes radiating malevolence, giving all who beheld them an insight into the dark, twisted mechinations of his soul, if he even had one. He reached beneath his shirt, preparing himself to activate the explosive device.

This is good, he thought. This guy probably thinks I really am evil, little knowing this is all a facade.

When he was within choking distance of the 'Count,' he suddenly had a change of heart and faltered, hesitating. "I can't do it," he muttered, hanging his head in defeat. "There's something I must tell you...I'm..."

Suddenly, his entire body burst like a squeezed tomato, spurting intestinal juices, thick blood, and internal organs all over the place, drenching the fake Count in gore.

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At RD Headquarters, the real General Giap smiled. That was close. The fool had almost given away their secret. Good thing he had him bugged.

The fake Count was pushed back by the blast for the bomb. He was stun but could not tell if he was hurt. Over the base’s intercom, “Lock the base down and keep the cameras running.” said Count JWolf, as he out to where the explosive when of. After a few minutes, the real Count was at the location. “Get this man out of the armor and take him to get check out.” order the Count. Men jumped to action and pull the man from the suit then put the man in the back of flatbed hummer, which is heading to the hospital.

“Get all the inside of Gaip and putted them in the meat locker. Then take that jeep and dust it for prints.” order the Count. Again me jumped in to action and did what the Count order. The insides of Gaip were being picked up and the jeep was being drag into a near garage. “Now, camera on me.” order the Count. Every camera locked on to Count JWolf in his armor (He has on everything put the helmet on). “I have a feeling that man was not General Phoumi Giap. That is why; I am offering 5,000 Imperial Gold Crowns for any info on the Red Dragons. And one more thing, Gaip, we know what you look like.”

After the Count said cut, he added “Made copy of that tape and sent it with some of Gaip’s DNA to Roach-Busters Command. The men followed that order, too. They made ten copies and packed some of Gaip’s inside in a transporting case. Three minutes later, the Count was in his office again and the tape with the DNA was heading to Roach-Busters Command in a regular car with a man in civilian clothes.

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TO: Roach-Busters Command
FROM: Count JWolf

General Phoumi Giap was not here. He sent some type of body double, who blew up. There is a package heading to you with a tape and metal case, for transporting organs. The tape had General Phoumi Giap’s face and the metal case of the man’s DNA in it. And we are checking for fingerprints on the jeep the man drove to our base. Have the tape copied and sent them to all of your news stations. I hope this stuff with help you. If you get anything from this stuff, tell me. Thanks.

TO: Roach-Busters Command
FROM: Count JWolf

General Phoumi Giap was not here. He sent some type of body double, who blew up. There is a package heading to you with a tape and metal case, for transporting organs. The tape had General Phoumi Giap’s face and the metal case of the man’s DNA in it. And we are checking for fingerprints on the jeep the man drove to our base. Have the tape copied and sent them to all of your news stations. I hope this stuff with help you. If you get anything from this stuff, tell me. Thanks.

Will do.

-Generalissimo J.L.

When the affirmative was received in Albion, preparations were made and a transport ship with 200 Guardians set sail for RB.

When the ship got close the captain contacted the Volvgrad and the Velkya command ship to inform both fleets of his presence. Minutes later the roar of rotorblades slicing the air came over the horizon. One of the Ameracadian embassy's Blackhawk Helicopters landed on the ship and began loading the first group of Guardians it would take back to the embassy.

In the embassy Captain Hunter was leaning over a map of the city. Pointing to several locations around the embassys he gave orders to his Sergeants. "As soon as the first four teams land and get ready I want a security perimeter set up along these streets with checkpoints here, here, here, and here. Nothing gets in or out without being searched and having a damn good reason for being there. Jones, talk with the city authorities, I want to know everyone who lives or works on these blocks. Tell them I want to shut down this whole area. Varrs start getting, lets say... 25 snipers placed on roof tops around the security zone. If another embassy is attacked I want to have at least 1 man with a good view. Ok, I think thats everything men, remember there are civilians and foreign workers everywhere, and danger can come from all around. Just tell them to remember their training and everything will be fine. One more thing, full urban combat armor at all times this is a war zone. Ok, that will be all for now. Dismissed."

The car arrived at Roach-Busters Command HQ and was stopped at the front gate. “Got something for the Generalissimo.” said the man in drivers seat. "A video tape and somebody's DNA in a metal case, it is from Count JWolf."

((Can we do the attack on my embassy? I have an idea on how to really piss them off.))

OOC: What about my offer?

OOC: What about my offer?


I accept your offer graciously, my friend.

-Generalissimo J.L.


(OOC: Green Sun, I'll post an attack soon. Don't worry.)

The car arrived at Roach-busters and was stopped at the front gate. “Got something for the Generalissimo.” said the man in drivers seat. "A video tape and somebody's DNA in a metal case it is from Count JWolf."

Bump

In all of the fighting, the Green Sun base has been set on full alert and the embassy has been reinforced. The Forge Force is getting to deploy.
((Remember they have Princess Heidi.))

(OOC: Thanks for the bump, The Transylvania.)

IC:

"Our plot to assassinate the Count has failed, sir," reported Lieutenant Kazeem al-Assad, with a guilty, remorseful expression on his face.
General Giap scowled. "You stupid shit! I'm going to make this nice...and painful."
He summoned two guards, who hauled Assad into a dungeon where he was beaten and tortured for literally over five days, before being slowly and agonizingly killed in cold blood.

Elsewhere...

Over 50 RD militants armed with AK-47s planned to attack the Green Sun embassy. They knew Green Sun was morale was low, due to the fact that their Princess was still missing. They charged forward to attack.

(OOC: Thanks for the bump, The Transylvania.)

IC: "Our plot to assassinate the Count has failed, sir," reported Lieutenant Kazeem al-Assad, with a guilty, remorseful expression on his face.
General Giap scowled. "You stupid shit! I'm going to make this nice...and painful."
He summoned two guards, who hauled Assad into a dungeon where he was beaten and tortured for literally over five days, before being slowly and agonizingly killed in cold blood.

OOC: Your welcome. Have somebody sent a message with info on the Red Dragons to Count JWolf because with 5,000 Imperial Gold Crowns on the line.

OOC: Your welcome. Have somebody sent a message with info on the Red Dragons to Count JWolf because with 5,000 Imperial Gold Crowns on the line.


Unfortunately, as of yet we have no information. It will be sent once it is available, of course.

-Chia Neng Lee, Minister of State Security

Unfortunately, as of yet we have no information. It will be sent once it is available, of course.

-Chia Neng Lee, Minister of State Security

Damn it to the Hell. I want to kill something.

~ Count JWolf

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Then a message came from the Transylvania Army/Air base, nation wide on the radio channels.

“I will raise it to 25,000 Imperial Gold Crowns for any in information on the Red Dragons. Now this is for General Giap, you yellow bellied ****ing coward. Stop ****ing Shooban females and come out of the your hole, that you are hiding.”

"Mother fucking asshole...he's deliberately trying to draw us out! Well, his wish shall be granted...in spades."

More than 400 Red Dragons, 1,400 kidnapped Shoobans with explosive devices attached to them, and over 700 knife-wielding kidnapped children headed for the Transylvanian embassy to shed blood.

"Mother fucking asshole...he's deliberately trying to draw us out! Well, his wish shall be granted...in spades."

More than 400 Red Dragons, 1,400 kidnapped Shoobans with explosive devices attached to them, and over 700 knife-wielding kidnapped children headed for the Transylvanian embassy to shed blood.

“They are doing it. The dumb ****s are doing it.” said First Lieutenant Sebastian Bolton, looking through the sniper rifle’s scope from the roof of the Transylvania Embassy. “Count JWolf is a ****ing genius.” On radio, “Attack now. Everybody, attack now.”

5,000 Transylvania Army men, who were on the top of buildings down each street of the Transylvania Embassy, opened fire at the Red Dragons, kidnapped Shoobans and children.

Then from behind the Red Dragons, kidnapped Shoobans and children came two M1 Abrams Main Battle Tanks, on each street, came out of their hidden spot and open fire at the enemy.

Four AH-64D Apache Longbow rose into the sky from behind the Transylvanian Embassy and started to engage the enemy.

From inside the embassy walls, high explosive mortar cartridges started flew into the sky and towards the Red Dragons, kidnapped Shoobans and children.

Losses:

50 unlucky men, who were used as bait, mostly communism fools and nazis

Secret Message To: Generalissimo J.L.

One of our patrols in the diplomatic district caught a man rigging explosives to the side of one of the embassies. Fortunately they were able to sneak up on him during the arming process and knocked him out before the device was set. The device was safely destroyed. We believe this man to be one of the Red Dragons, but as he knocked out we have no information of who he is or his motives. He remains unconscious and we believe he can be revived, but for safety reasons we are keeping him this way. We request a RB security team be sent to our embassy to suggest interrogation or relocation immediately before news of this spreads to RD ears. We do not know who we can trust in your government or command structure, so this message is for you alone.
-Ambassador Drae

“They are doing it. The dumb ****s are doing it.” said First Lieutenant Sebastian Bolton, looking through the sniper rifle’s scope from the roof of the Transylvania Embassy. “Count JWolf is a ****ing genius.” On radio, “Attack now. Everybody, attack now.”

5,000 Transylvania Army men, who were on the top of buildings down each street of the Transylvania Embassy, opened fire at the Red Dragons, kidnapped Shoobans and children.

Then from behind the Red Dragons, kidnapped Shoobans and children came two M1 Abrams Main Battle Tanks, on each street, came out of their hidden spot and open fire at the enemy.

Four AH-64D Apache Longbow rose into the sky from behind the Transylvania Embassy and started to engage the enemy.

From inside the embassy walls, high explosive mortar cartridges started flew into the sky and towards the Red Dragons, kidnapped Shoobans and children.

Losses:

50 unlucky men, who were used as bait, mostly communism and nazis

Bump

The Red Dragons approached the embassy, thinking they would be able to take advantage of low morale of the troops stationed there, but this simply was not true. The fact that Princess Heidi was missing only fueled their anger and determination to defeat the Dragons. A gaurd shouted out, spotting an enemy rebel, and opened fire. The defenders followed suit, quite literally. Whether they had the authorization to do so or not, napalm grenades were shot and chucked into the forest in which the rebels were hiding. Bullets wizzed back at them, but the highly trained defenders did well to defend themselves from primitive AK-47s.

Twenty blackhawk helicopters and a good fifteen chinook helicopters skimmed low over the treetops towards little Parthia. On the side of the helicopters, were the markings (http://members.aol.com/ahreemanx/images/flag%20ir%20iiaf%20imperial%20aircraft%20ensignia.jpg) of the Parthian airforce. As they approached their central destination, the town of Little Parthia in Roach Busters, they began to run out of their helicopters and out towards the edge of the town. The initial group of 150 men was the first flight of a total of 500 men and some heavy weapons, setting themselves up a position to defend the town they expected Red Dragon terrorists to attack in full force. They knew the small garrison here would create a target for a massive number of Red Dragons to attack, and when they got here, they would be slaughtered.

OOC: RB, are we going to finish this?

OOC: I have set up snipers and have patrols around the embassy blocks. During an attack on any embassy feel free to use one or two snipers for support, or a patrol could help you out. I just wanted to let you guys know that my forces are here to help defend your embassies while you are seeking out the Red Dragons.

OOC: RB, are we going to finish this?

(OOC: Sure.)

Unaware of the Parthian deployment to Little Parthia, General Giap ordered over 750 RD guerrillas to launch an insurgency in the town, to terrorize the populace into joining their barbarous cause. Over 450 RDs were also sent to the Green Sun embassy as reinforcements, and an additional 450 were sent to attack the Transylvanian embassy.

As more of the enemy arrived, Green Sun was able to roll out heavier firepower. Two Neutron Tanks arrived on the battlefield, gaurded by two Sonic-Blaster armed GASTABA-shielded soldiers. The Reds didn't know it, but they were in for a world of hurt.

Secret Message To: Generalissimo J.L.

One of our patrols in the diplomatic district caught a man rigging explosives to the side of one of the embassies. Fortunately they were able to sneak up on him during the arming process and knocked him out before the device was set. The device was safely destroyed. We believe this man to be one of the Red Dragons, but as he knocked out we have no information of who he is or his motives. He remains unconscious and we believe he can be revived, but for safety reasons we are keeping him this way. We request a RB security team be sent to our embassy to suggest interrogation or relocation immediately before news of this spreads to RD ears. We do not know who we can trust in your government or command structure, so this message is for you alone.
-Ambassador Drae

Bump OOC: RB, if you didnt want this to happen he can be assassinated in transport.

Bump OOC: RB, if you didnt want this to happen he can be assassinated in transport.

I appreciate the support very much. I extend my thanks to the Amercadian government.

-Generalissimo J.L.

A squad of 10 Guardians load their unconscious prisoner into a Spartan APC. They leave the Ameracadian Embassy and then the safety of the security zone and drive off toward RB Intelligence HQ.

OOC: I not sure if you want him dead, or where you want him if you didn't. So he can either be killed in an ambush or arrive safely, I'll leave it up to you.
Sorry I just finished my exams, I don't think my brain is back up to par yet.

“They are doing it. The dumb ****s are doing it.” said First Lieutenant Sebastian Bolton, looking through the sniper rifle’s scope from the roof of the Transylvania Embassy. “Count JWolf is a ****ing genius.” On radio, “Attack now. Everybody, attack now.”

5,000 Transylvania Army men, who were on the top of buildings down each street of the Transylvania Embassy, opened fire at the Red Dragons, kidnapped Shoobans and children.

Then from behind the Red Dragons, kidnapped Shoobans and children came two M1 Abrams Main Battle Tanks, on each street, came out of their hidden spot and open fire at the enemy.

Four AH-64D Apache Longbow rose into the sky from behind the Transylvania Embassy and started to engage the enemy.

From inside the embassy walls, high explosive mortar cartridges started flew into the sky and towards the Red Dragons, kidnapped Shoobans and children.

Losses:

50 unlucky men, who were used as bait, mostly communism and nazis

OOC: RB, what about this?

The voice of Count JWolf goes back out on all radio channels in Roach-Busters for the third time.

“El Generalinmenso JWolf speaking again. It looks like the yellow bellied coward, General Giap, has ordered another attack on the Transylvanian Embassy and it will fail. General Giap, you cannot win this fight. Surrender now or be hunted down like an animal. You have 24 hours to surrender or face the power of a true leader.”

TK Termite aired this message to the Red Dragons:

"You gonna die! You gonna die and you gonna go to hell!"

Hobo Bob replaced him soon after.

"Green Sun will not tolerate these acts of terrorism. However, the Red Dragons currently have the Green Sun Princess, Green Sun will not attack the Red Dragons if they return Princess Heidi alive and unharmed. If they find that this is not possible, we would at least like to know her condition. If the Red Dragons do so, then all of the Dragons we have captured will not be executed. If the Red Dragons decide on a trade, we are more than willing to trade the captured men for the Princess."

A message was sent to The Transylvania from the planet Red Homes to their military HQ.

"If the Red Dragons won't trade, or it's confirmed she's alive, we will give you the coordiants to the base she's being held at. This is to prevent them from thinking we were going to attack them all along. When she's been safely rescued, we'll be space-lifting her into orbit then to Risban where she will attand the Emperor's wedding there. Deal?"

A message was sent to The Transylvania from the planet Red Homes to their military HQ.

"If the Red Dragons won't trade, or it's confirmed she's alive, we will give you the coordiants to the base she's being held at. This is to prevent them from thinking we were going to attack them all along. When she's been safely rescued, we'll be space-lifting her into orbit then to Risban where she will attand the Emperor's wedding there. Deal?"

I don't think you want us on a rescue mission. I will just in Red Dragon base and kill everything that moves. If one or more Red Dragons are not killed, I will take them away and get answer later. But sent me the coordinates of this base and we will try to safely rescue your Princess Heidi.

~ Count JWolf

OOC:I can get an SF team on the rescue, if you want.

OOC:I can get an SF team on the rescue, if you want.

OOC: Was that for me or GS?

((Obviously for me.))
After JWolf's reply, Green Sun sent a similar message to Doomingsland, with a picture of Princess Heidi.

To-Green Sun Gov't
From-Doomingsland High Command
RE:Rescue op
We are pleased to inform you that we currently
have a counter-terrorist unit in Roach-Busters
as of right now. We would be willing to rescue
the princess. We hope this helps relations between
our peoples.

With that message sent, the 3rd Reaper Squad of the 3rd Legion prepped for a rescue op. Outfitted with the latest weapons and trained in the most effective anti-terrorist tactics, the four-man team would most likely be more than enough for the Red-Dragons.

From: Green Sun Counter-Terrorist Agency
To: Doomingslad High Command
Subject: Re: Re: Rescue Op

Green Sun thanks you so much. If you want access to anything in our arsenal or anything we have developed, please just ask and we'll be sure you get it. We would send in the FOrge Force, our Counter-Terrorist team, but we can't risk sending in our own men.

post coming later

To- Green Sun Gov't
From- Count JWolf

After you get princess back, can we get the location of that Red Dragon base. I want to kill those freaks.

To: The Transylvania
I think Doomingsland has the situation under control.

To: The Transylvania
I think Doomingsland has the situation under control.

Nope, they will get your princess back then I will come in and make the Red Dragon base a hole in the ground. After the Doomingsland team gives you the okay that your princess is safe, the Transylvanian Army can go in and destroy everything. Plus, we could be on stand by to back up the Doomingsland team, if something bad happens.

~ Count JWolf

We'll send you the coordinates momentarily.

will you play the RDs in he revolt that i TG you about. I hope that you will also play someone else as well

We'll send you the coordinates momentarily.

Thanks.

~ Count JWolf

Unaware of the Parthian deployment to Little Parthia, General Giap ordered over 750 RD guerrillas to launch an insurgency in the town, to terrorize the populace into joining their barbarous cause. Over 450 RDs were also sent to the Green Sun embassy as reinforcements, and an additional 450 were sent to attack the Transylvanian embassy.
As the guerellas made their way into town, they simply began to walk themselves into a trap, as panes of glass in buildings were knocked out to reveal miniguns normally mounted on helicopters now mowing down people into piles of torn flesh. Grenade launchers tore out, while Mk-19 grenade machine guns tore open, firing down on Red Dragons while Parthian AH-64s swooped in, firing away.

OOC: RB, are you going to post something after this post.

http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=8719386&postcount=116

Then something after this post.

http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=8726538&postcount=130

Unknown location, Roach-Busters

"Alright, kill the lights!" came a voice from the back of the cigarete smoke-choked briefing room. The lights went off, and a projector was turned on, displaying a picture of the princess.

"OK, men, I'm gonna make this quick. This nice young lady is Princess Heidi of Green Sun. She has reportedly been abducted by the Red Dragons..."

CLICK-CLOCK

The slide changed, showing an image of the Red-Dragon symbol, the quickly changed to a view of the compound Heidi was being held in.

"We've been tapped for a rescue op..."

The room filled with groans as the men bitched about how they hated rescues, but were quickly hushed by their superior. "Look, I know how much you hate CSAR, but tough shit. This is gonna effect foreign policy, so this op is NOT to be fucked up. OK, continue."

CLICK-CLOCK

The image then changed to a detailed schematic of the compound, which was located somewhere out in the jungle.

"Alright, supposedly the RDs got their hands on some high-end security system. From what we can tell, it draws its power from...here." he said, shining a laser pointer at a small concrete shack. "Red, that's your target." he said to Sergeants Cassius and Junius, who nodded in return.

"Holding cells are in this building here." he continued, moving the pointer over a different building that was built right into the wall."Blue, that's your's. As for you, Sergeant Servius, we found you a nice vantage point a little less than a klik out. On a nice little hill. You get your favorite job." he said with a slight smirk.

"OK, any questions? No? Good, get outa my sight and saddle up. You're leaving in two." he finished, signaling for the lights to be turned on. There were only five men sitting down in the room, clad in MARPAT fatigues with a Reaper insignia on the collar.

The man that had been briefing them was Major Narcius Claudius, a veteran Reaper operative and a fine tactician. The man leading the unit into battle was a Lieutenant, Sulla, reffered to as 'Boss' by his men. His right-hand man was Sergeant Cassius, the leader of Red Team. The other three were Sergeants Servius, Junius, and Commodus, Servius being the sniper and the other two being the second members of Red and Blue teams.

They all had a sense of humor, sick by normal standards, and freely excersised it whenever they felt like (especialy during briefings), so they were always getting yelled at. They knew when to shut up, though, and had thus far avoided the wrath of the Inquisition.

The men chatted as they exited the briefing room, not particularly excited about the mission. They didn't exactly like rescues. Too many restrictions.

They walked down the concrete corridor, rounding the corner and heading through a doorway, into the armory. The men headed over to their respective lockers, grabbing their rifles and whatever else they figured they'd need (such as grenades, ammunition, and, of course, their VEPR suits). In a few hours, they'd be boarding an MV-68 Banshee bound for the Red Dragon base.

A strike team of Transylvanian Army men was getting ready to go in after the Doomingland team gives the okay. First an attack to the base by 20 A-10Thunderbolt II armed with MK79 1000lb Napalm bombs. That attack would give the Doomingland team some more time to get out of the area.

Five-ton trucks with XM777 Lightweight 155mm howitzer behind were leaving the base to get set up before the time was not right. A total of ten trucks have left the base followed by hummers and APCs. 15 M1 Abrams Main Battle Tanks and 15 Challenger 1 Main Battle Tanks followed the pack of army vehicles. Over 2,500 Transylvanian Army men were heading to the base, too.

OOC:RB, you can RP the bad guys in the camp.

Princess Heidi woke up bruised and hurting. He looked around and saw her bodygaurds and her driver dead, beaten and tortured. She looked around and realized she was naked and tied to a chair. She shook around and ralized it was bolted down. There was nobody else in the room and there was complete silence. She took a deep breath and close her eyes. She then heard teh door open up and a man wearing an odd uniform walk in.

"Quick, Princess, we've got to leave."

"Who are you?"

"Let's just say I'm someone who wants you alive, alright?"

"A Green Sun soldier?"

"Quite the opposite."

Heidi stared at him for a few seconds.

"NBS?"

"Yes."

"I'll not come with you cocksucking sonofabitch! Whoever captured me is probably a lot better than you."

"I assure you, Princess, that if you come with me and we are able to escape Roach-Busters that you will be treated like the princess you are. We don't want you hurt, we want you safe."

"To go with you would be treason."

"To go with me would be survival."

"My country is more important."

"The Red Dragons are just a mediocre terrorist group. NeoBlack Sun could wipe them out in the blink of an eye if we wanted, but we need you right now."

Gunfire erupted up above.

"Sounds like I don't need to follow you, asshole."

"You don't have much of a choice, Princess."

"You're in a Red Dragon uniform, though. If you take me away, the Red Dragons will think you a traitor and if they don't kill you, Green Sun or whoever is up there will."

"The Red Dragons will think I'm moving you to a more secure place. They know your importance."

"Fuck off. I'm not budging."

"Suit yourself. In the meantime I'll be escaping. You can just sit here naked, Princess."

The spy left. Heidi gave out a cough-laugh. She was sure that the Forge Force would wipe out these scum. Just a matter of time...

Bump

"Approaching LZ, looks quiet." came a voice from over the MV-68 Banshee's intercom. The Reapers were strapped into their seats, facing once another, their weapons clipped into special storage racks next to their harnesses. "Cuttin' you loose..."

The harnesses that held the men in popped open, and the men stood, taking their weapons and lining up near the ramp door. As the VTOL approached the LZ, the rear ramp door creaked open, filling the troops cabin with fresh air and sucking a few loose pieces of paper out.

"ETA, thirty seconds."

"Alright, you know the drill, boys." yelled Sulla over the noise as the aircraft touched down.

The men quickly swarmed out, taking up crouched positions while the VTOL exited the area. Red and Blue teams broke off, heading into the jungle towards the camp, while Gold team (made up of only Sergeant Servius and his XM107 rifle) headed up a nearby hill, quickly finding a nice vantage point that allowed for him to selectively plink enemy soldiers from 800 meters away.

As the men approached the camp, they heard voices up ahead. They quickly took cover in the trees. A patrol of RD guerrillas was walking their way. Sulla motioned for them to hold fire. As the patrol got within ten yards, Sulla stood crouching, and let loose with his suppresed M28 SOPMOD, dropping two of them instantly while his other men opened up. The RDs were dead within two seconds of their being fired upon.

The use of sound suppresors on the weapon prevented the detection of the team, luckily.

OOC:Part 2 coming later.

The A-10 Thunderbolt IIs were ready and will leave the runway in ten minutes. The XM777 Lightweight 155mm howitzer were in place and were ready to attack the base, when the Doomingsland team called for help. The tanks were slowly heading towards the Red Dragon base and a group of 500 Transylvanian Army men acted like scouts in front of the whole group. Every men was armed with an AK-47, Colt 1911A1, and six grenades.(Four hand grenades and two smoke grenades.) Now, it was a waiting game.

After hiding the bodies of the fallen terrorists, the men quickly advanced to the wall of the compound. There was a lone gaurd right above them, taking a smoke. Rather than expose their sniper, they decided to take him out on their own.

Red team jogged thirty yards down and flung their grappling hooks over the wall, quickly scaleing it. The gaurd seemed not to notice, and was taken completely by surprise when Sergeant Commodus stuck his combat knife through his aortal ventrical, killing him within three seconds. That body was quickly tossed back over the wall, and blue team scaled up. The two teams then split up, heading for their assigned areas.

Activity in the court yard was very light, with only a few guerrillas standing around a cooking pot. These would be left for later.

Red team approached the shack containing the power supply, and quickly picked the lock. Upon entering, they found it unoccupied. Commodus covered the door as his comrade set the explosives, a satchel charge, and quietly exited once they were done. They then took up fireing positions to neutralize the enemy troops in the courtyard.

Meanwhile, Lt. Sulla and his partner had entered a small corridor, neutralizing the one man gaurding the door to the cell block with a 6.5mm round to the head, splattering his brains all over the floor. Sulla quietly approached the door and peered under with a fiber optic cable. There was one gaurd, apparently chatting with the princess.

"Red, you are cleared for radical restructuring." he said over his radio.

"Affirmative. Demolition in progress..."

BLAAAAM

The courtyard errupted into a gun battle as red team opened fire from hidden locations, and as gold picked off all enemies in sight with a single 12.7mm round each, making for some nasty effects on the targets.

Suddenly, the door to the cell block was thrown open as the NBS soldier (they don't know who he is, but don't care) attempted to flee. Sergeant Cassius immediatly hit the man in the face with the but of his rifle, knocking him to the ground, while Sulla bursted into the room, quickly making sure there was no one around...

Princess Heidi's face lit up in delight.
"Take that man, too, he'll prove valuable to Green Sun, but Green Sun alone," she told him, "And find me some clothes."

Sulla kneeled before the princess,

"Of course, m'lady, I shall do it immediatly." he said in English. Cassius tossed him a duffel bag, and Sulla in turn handed it to the princess. "Put these on."

Inside the bag were camo fatigues, combat boots, and a flak jacket. They didn't want any royal blood spilt.

Meanwhile, the NBS terrorist had been bound and blindfolded, already rendered unconcious from the blow from the rifle but.

In the courtyard, the fire fight had died down, leaving three RDs alive to surrender. They had been bound and their faces shoved into the mud. Red team had contemplated what to do with them, and finally came to the conclusion they couldn't take them.

Commodus drew his .45 and pressed it to the back of one of their captives' heads as Blue team and the princess strolled out.

"Ah, sir, you're just in time to watch this asshole's brains go all over the place." he said in Latin, smirking from behind his tinted visor.

CRACK...CRACK CRACK

Three rounds were quickly emptied, splattering brain tissue all over the courtyard.

"Alright, men, enough fun and games. Clear out." said Sulla, pointing towards a staircase that lead to the top of the wall.

A couple of hummers and APCs were waiting maybe half a mile from the Red Dragon base. 100 Transylvanian Army men guarded the vehicles. Four tanks were will the vehicles, too.

"Doomingsland team, need cover fire to escape." said a Transylvanian Sergeant Major on the radio.

Bump

As the team pulled back, Sulla radioed the Transylvanian forces the go-code for the assault. As friendly fighters commenced their bombardment, an MV-68 touched down in a jungle clearing near the base, and the team quickly poured aboard.

The 20 A-10 Thunderbolt IIs were in range for their bombing run. Everything was all good then the go-code was giving.

"Bomber One to Bomber Squad, we have go for the drop." said the lead pilot. The bombs started falling on to the base. 16 MK79 1000lb Napalm bombs fell from each Thunderbolt IIs. So, 320 bombs were dropped on the Red Dragon base. 320,000 pounds of Napalm was falling towards the Red Dragons. Nothing could survive this attack.

After getting the go-code, the ten XM777 Lightweight 155mm howitzers sprung to life by sending 155mm shells towards the base. They mission was to catch any Red Dragon that left the base before the bombs were dropped.

"I wish we could get authorization to napalm this entire forest so we can uncover any and all bases and enemy forces. That'd teach 'em," Heidi said to herself. She turned to the soldier.
"Thank you for rescuing me. Drop us at the Green Sun Embassy and the prisoner will be taken to the nearest Green Sun base for interrogation. Green Sun cannot thank you enough."

"Of course, m'lady. We are en route to your embassy now." replied Sulla, taking off his helmet and safteying his weapon. The others did the same.

The VTOL shot across the sky, quickly leaving the battle behind, and heading towards the Green Sun embassy.

"Ooohh...What the hell?" the NeoBlack Sun spy moaned. Heidi kicked him in the face and knocked him out cold again.

OOC: Where is RB at? We need him to RP the Red Dragons.

Bump

OOC: Where is RB at? We need him to RP the Red Dragons.

(OOC: Since the RDs don't "belong" to any particular nation, anyone can RP them.)

OOC: But they're a terrorist organization that you made it's technically yours.

OOC: But they're a terrorist organization that you made it's technically yours.

(OOC: I made 'em, but they're an international organization, so anyone can RP them.)

OOC: What about General Gaip. Can we RP him?

“They are doing it. The dumb ****s are doing it.” said First Lieutenant Sebastian Bolton, looking through the sniper rifle’s scope from the roof of the Transylvania Embassy. “Count JWolf is a ****ing genius.” On radio, “Attack now. Everybody, attack now.”

5,000 Transylvania Army men, who were on the top of buildings down each street of the Transylvania Embassy, opened fire at the Red Dragons, kidnapped Shoobans and children.

Then from behind the Red Dragons, kidnapped Shoobans and children came two M1 Abrams Main Battle Tanks, on each street, came out of their hidden spot and open fire at the enemy.

Four AH-64D Apache Longbow rose into the sky from behind the Transylvanian Embassy and started to engage the enemy.

From inside the embassy walls, high explosive mortar cartridges started flew into the sky and towards the Red Dragons, kidnapped Shoobans and children.

Losses:

50 unlucky men, who were used as bait, mostly communism and nazis

When the second Red Dragon attack on the Transylvanian Embassy was stopped by the plan of Count JWolf, the Red Dragons are losing a war they can not win. The Transylvanian Army men near the embassy started walking through the bodies of the dead Red Dragons, Shoobans, and the children, shooting any Red Dragon who was still alive. Other soldiers were loading the body in back of flatbed trucks to be taken out of RB city.

The four AH-64D Apache Longbow are heading back to the Transylvanian Army/Air base to refuel and load back up on ammo.

Lieutenant Colonel Buzz Hardwolf (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/Buzz.jpg), the commander of this squad, walked up to a fallen Red Dragon ‘soldier’. The Lieutenant Colonel was wearing a normal officers uniform for the Transylvanian Army; dark gray camo shirt, a dark gray camo pants, a black duster and a black hat.

The poor RD ‘soldier’ had both arms blew off but he was still alive and looking up at the six foot tall man in front of him.

“Scum, tell me where is your leader hiding at?” ordered the Lieutenant Colonel. As medical men start putting fluids in his body and stopping the bleeding.

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Meanwhile the Red Dragon base was on fire and nothing would survive it. The howitzers stopped firing after ten minutes. When the fires die down, men would go in and search for bodies.

OOC: What about General Gaip. Can we RP him?

(OOC: Sure.)

(OOC: Sure.)

OOC: Ok. I got three questions to ask before I can post again.

Where is the main Red Dragon base?

What are its defenses?

What would Gaip do, if he saw a mad man with a sword killing everybody around him?

What would Gaip do, if he saw a mad man with a sword killing everybody around him?

OOC: hehehe, wet himself perhaps?

OOC: hehehe, wet himself perhaps?

OOC: That was a joke question.

OOC: Ok. I got three questions to ask before I can post again.

Where is the main Red Dragon base?

What are its defenses?

What would Gaip do, if he saw a mad man with a sword killing everybody around him?


In a secluded part of the mountains, northeast of RB City.

It is defended by twelve SAMs, about thirty tanks, a few squadrons of jets and helicopters, and a few hundred armed men.

If it was just one man doing it, and managing to not get killed, he'd probably drop a few loads in his pants.

In a secluded part of the mountains, northeast of RB City.

It is defended by twelve SAMs, about thirty tanks, a few squadrons of jets and helicopters, and a few hundred armed men.

If it was just one man doing it, and managing to not get killed, he'd probably drop a few loads in his pants.

OOC: Ok. I will post sometime tomorrow. It will not be just one man (The Count) but about 2,500 men being lead by Count JWolf.

“Scum, tell me where is your leader hiding at?” ordered the Lieutenant Colonel. As medical men start putting fluids in his body and stopping the bleeding.

The Red Dragon ‘soldier’ looked at Lieutenant Colonel before saying “F*ck you. You are not getting anything from me.”

The Lieutenant Colonel drew his pistol and started to beating with it. After ten minutes of beating, Buzz said “Now, tell me where the f*cking base is at?”

“Northeast of RB City in the mountains.” said the Red Dragon ‘soldier‘.

“Good, take this man to base.” order the Lieutenant Colonel “So, we can get all info we need.”

The man was thrown in a jeep and it starts heading to the Transylvanian Army/Air base.

The Red Dragon ‘soldier’ looked at Lieutenant Colonel before saying “F*ck you. You are not getting anything from me.”

The Lieutenant Colonel drew his pistol and started to beating with it. After ten minutes of beating, Buzz said “Now, tell me where the f*cking base is at?”

“Northeast of RB City in the mountains.” said the Red Dragon ‘soldier‘.

“Good, take this man to base.” order the Lieutenant Colonel “So, we can get all info we need.”

The man was thrown in a jeep and it starts heading to the Transylvanian Army/Air base.

It has been hours after the RD ‘soldier’ was put in room on the Transylvanian Army/Air base. The whole base was on DEFCON 1. The room, the man was in, was divided into two areas with six inches of Bulletproof Glass. The floor was wired to shock somebody on the other side and to heat of the floor on that same side. Water could be pump through the roof, to flood the same floor.

Many people have talked to the RD ‘soldier’, everybody from doctors to 'Answer getters' but Count JWolf has not seen him. Then the door opened and Count JWolf enters the room. He was wearing a General Officer uniform of the C.S.A. The Count had everything on like the hat and even had a sword (http://www.swordsnet.com/prod_images_small/hk8851csa.jpg) at his side. The Count looked like he just came through a time machine from the American Civil War. The RD ‘soldier’ was asleep when he walked in.

"Open those eyes." ordered the Count.

The RB ‘soldier’ jumped back a little because he was off guard.

"What do you want?" asked the man.

"To see a no-armed man." said the Count with an evil grin. "No, I'm here for you to tell me every defenses at that base."

"I told your people what I know." said the man. The man didn't know that he never said anything about defenses to any of the Count's people. "Twelve SAM sites. Maybe thirty tanks. A few squadrons of jets and helicopters. Around a few hundred armed men at the base. It will be hard to attack them."

"Good." said the Count "Yes, it will be hard to attack without the knowledge you just gave me. Now, I will go in and kill them all. Thanks for the new info."

"What?" said the man. "New info?" The man dropped to his knees and looked to the roof.

"Yes, the new info. You just gave me everything I wanted." said the Count "You just killed your friends."

"Nooooooooo." yelled the man, who started to go nuts and head butted the glass wall.

"Flood the room." order the Count. Then hole opened in the roof above the man and water started to rush into the room. After two minutes, that side of the room was full of water. The man kicked around as Count JWolf watches him slowly die with a big smile on his face.

"Flood the room." order the Count. Then hole opened in the roof above the man and water started to rush into the room. After two minutes, that side of the room was full of water. The man kicked around as Count JWolf watches him slowly die with a big smile on his face.

The Count and the other high rank officers, on the base, have been going over everything about the main RD base. Satellite photos of the base lay all over the table. Some of the pictures had red circles around where the SAM sites could be. One of them had a close up on the main building.

“Tonight we attack the base.” said the Count, still in General Officer uniform of the C.S.A. “At 2400 hours, ten B-69 Skymaster Stealth Bombers will take off and start bombing the base. They will be loaded with 140 MK82 each. The main targets are the SAM sites. They will be escorted by 60 F-27 Haste Stealth Fighters. That is six per bomber. ”

“Then as the bug run for cover, 40 F/B-4 Phantom III Fighter Bombers will enter the sky of Roach-Busters. Each bomber will be loaded with six BL-755 Napalm bombs. They will firebomb the outside of the base until our force can get there.”

“Now, we will watch and wait.”

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2200 hours…. Outside…..

The ten Skymaster were be fueled and loaded with their deadly cargo then they were lined up on one of the runways. The F-27s were having the same thing done to them but were being lined on each side of the bomber’s runway.

A group of 60 hummers and other troop transports were sent toward the northeast of RB city with 15 tanks in tow. Over 6,000 men armed with AK-47 were going to kill those Red Dragon freaks. These men are members of the 27th Hellspawns of the Transylvanian Army. Now, it is a waiting game.

2400 hours………

The ten B-69 Skymaster Stealth Bombers have started to take off. Two F-27 Haste Stealth Fighters took off at the same time as one bomber left the runway. In 30 minutes, the whole unit was in the air heading towards their target. ETA is in 15 minutes.

The 40 F/B-4 Phantom III Fighter Bombers were lining on the runway. They will enter the sky in four minutes.

The 27th Hellspawns were 30 minutes away for the Red Dragon base.

The ten B-69 Skymasters were in range, now. Then out of nowhere Red Dragon fighter jets engage the bombers.

“Bomber One to F-27 unit, engage the enemy fighter anytime.” said Bomber One, Captain Max Quest.

“Roger that, Bomber One.” said First Lieutenant Rex Hawk, in the lead of the F-27 units. Missiles flew for the F-27s and heading towards the RD jets. The RD jets were hit and took down in seconds.

“Good work, F-27 unit.” said Captain Max Quest. The ten B-69 Skymasters were over their targets, dropping the payload.

On the ground RD soldiers were running for cover. The SAM sites were being destroyed. Then the bombers turned around and headed home as the 40 F/B-4 Phantom III Fighter-bombers started the bombing run. A huge circle of fire was being formed around the RD base.

Next up is the 27th Hellspawns to go in killing every Red Dragon they see.