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KNN Special Broadcast

After sixteen years of rule, President Jack Kordo II was declared dead today, killed after a task force of freedom fighters from the Red Hand attempted to place him under arrest. While there has been no independent conformation of this Mary Kordo, his daughter and long time supporter of the communist movement, has issued a statement verifying this claim. All attempts to reach his son have not succeeded.

With the death of the President it seems that the last vestiges of the old oppressive regime have been defeated. As word spread throughout the country, reports of mass surrenders of Loyalist troops have been reported along with reports of dancing in the streets in several communist-held territories. Their still has been however, no reports of an official surrender by former Senior Presidential Advisor

In related news, Richard Jo’ha, leader of the Red Hand which now controls ninety-five percent of the nation, has been officially nominated by the ruling party as the first Premier of Kordo. One top party official said that not one party official has so far raised any opposition to this move. If he is elected, it will give a much needed boost in international credibility to the Red Hand which recently declared itself “The Ruler of all of Kordo.”



Richard Jo’ha, now Premier Jo’ha and leader of Kordo turned off the TV. The broadcast gave a much cheerier picture of his situation than the reports on his desk did. The Red Hand was stretched thin, having to rely of personnel of questionable loyalty mostly because they couldn’t afford to get rid of them. Luckily the Loyalists army had given up the fight, if not officially. But that was not his main concern. His main concern was Rick Kordo, the son and ardent supporter of the former president. Only he had the power and influence to cause a real problem for the Red Hand.


Ooc:
Interested? Please ask before getting involved seriously.

Red Hand = Communist Guerilla Group = New Rulers of Kordo
Loyalists = Supporters of Former Right = Wing Government

bump

President Thor watched the proceedings from his viewscreen. He smiled.

"General Rotterdam."

A tallman walked forward. His blue uniform was crisp. Three stars were pinned to the collars on his shirt.

"General Rotterdam reporting as ordered sir."

"General. We are upgrading to Defcon 3 Put our banshee and thunderchief pilots on standby and have them be ready to fly when I give the order. Alert the airborne units."

"What about our naval or land forces sir?" The general asked

"have the units placed on stand down."

The general saluted and scurried out of the room.

Thor stood there for a moment then lookaed at one of the control technions


"Open a channel to Premier Jo'ah."

"Yes sir"

Thor sighed and waited.

President Thor watched the proceedings from his viewscreen. He smiled.

"General Rotterdam."

A tallman walked forward. His blue uniform was crisp. Three stars were pinned to the collars on his shirt.

"General Rotterdam reporting as ordered sir."

"General. We are upgrading to Defcon 3 Put our banshee and thunderchief pilots on standby and have them be ready to fly when I give the order. Alert the airborne units."

"What about our naval or land forces sir?" The general asked

"have the units placed on stand down."

The general saluted and scurried out of the room.

Thor stood there for a moment then lookaed at one of the control technions


"Open a channel to Premier Jo'ah."

"Yes sir"

Thor sighed and waited.


Premier Richard Jo'ha as shaken from a deep sleep. "This better be good Private." He muttered, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"We're getting a message from a President Thor sir. Acording to computers he is the leader of a small nation called Legionaire."

"Very well, rout his call to my private line." Richard picked up the phone, "Yes?"

Message to the current person in charge of the Loyalist Army,
I sympathize with your cause; you should dare not bow to the communist beasts. Allow me to introduce myself; I am Dread Lord Bane, supreme ruler of the Dracun Imperium. I pledge my support to you. As we speak I am taking forces from a defense of my country and putting them on course with your nation, they shall arrive soon and when they do... you may begin a revolt.


Emperor Bane The XXXV
Dread Lord of the Dracun Imperium
Bringer of Discord and Chaos

http://www.sith.pl/bots/sith/slynni_lordowie/pliki/darthsion0.jpg


And sure enough, Bane's word held true. Over a hundred thousand troops were being prepared to invade Kordo and help bring back the former right-wing government. They would be under the infamous commander, Commander Reez. His tactics of brutality are well known within the high circle of the Dracun Government, and he will stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

Rick Kordo, leader of the loyalist forces, looked over the reports. On paper at least, he had nearly one hundred thousand regulars, and nearly two hundred thousand militia men. In reality, his men were under equiped and poorly fed, many with little or no combat experience or military training. For the most part, only their fanatical loyality to the cause kept them fighting when their more experienced breathern surrendered or were killed. Most of the experienced, well-trained troops were living in hiding or had just deserted, unwilling to fight unless things got better. Hopefully the troops from Dracun Imperium would help, and with luck and (if the Dracun Imperium brought any) more fuel and missiles for the massive, if under supplied navy, they might be able to at least control parts of the nation one day, if not control all of it again. Rick was cautiously optimistic. He had learned from his father's experiences that even the best laid plans could go horrible wrong. It had cost his father his life. Rick had no plans on following that particular path.

Hello, I would like to assist the former right-wing government. I will not allow this government to fall under communist control. I'm going to send you $200 billion in aid. If you require military aid, we will be more than happy to provide troops to your cause. Just request aid and we will send in our troops along with air and naval support.

President Harsimran Mann
Technocratic Republic of Space Union

The following message was released form the temporary Kassyykian capital city of Aronica:

"People of Kordo,

Let it be known that I grieve with you today in the loss of your President. On behalf of the people of Kassyyk I extend any help we can be in these trying times of conflict.

Head of State
Matthew Scheffert"

ah Premier Jo'ha. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is President Thor. I beg pardorn for the intrusion but I couldn't help but notice you were experiencing...tensions in your country. I want you to know that I am willing to offer my services should you require them.

ah Premier Jo'ha. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is President Thor. I beg pardorn for the intrusion but I couldn't help but notice you were experiencing...tensions in your country. I want you to know that I am willing to offer my services should you require them.

"I must admite, I'm not familiar with your nation. May I ask why you wish to offer your support to my humble nation?"

ooc: sorry for the delay, RL issue's have kept me away

Generalissimo J.L. had not wept this much since the death of his first wife, Eva. Tears flooded his eyes, his chest hitched with sobs, his heart ached as if afflicted with the world's most cataclysmic myocardial infarction, his labored breathing came in short, unsteady bursts and quick, breathless, ragged gasps. His body shook uncontrollably, spasmodically, as if he were suffering from Parkinson's. His eyes stung. His head hung low, he breathed only one word, barely audible: "Jack..."

Former Senior Presidential Advisor Henry Rey rubbed his eyes. He had just been flown under the cover of darkness to this remote Kordoan island to meet with the new leader of the Loyalist forces, to discuss the current situation. Rick Kordo poured Henry some more coffee.

“You look tired Henry, how have you been?” Rick asked, concern for this long time family friend plain in his voice.

“Things have been better Rick, that’s for sure. Kevin Lotam managed to keep most of the fleet together after word of your fathers death reached it, but until he gets more supplies, he won’t be able to risk doing much. But I’m sure you know all that. Why did you call me here?”

Rick sighed. “I’m going to have to ask you to leave Kordo territories. Go to Roach-Busters or the Borman Empire, or hell anyone who will offer you asylum. We can’t risk losing you, you know to much to take that risk.”

“Why do I have a feeling that this isn’t a request and more of an order?” Henry retorted.

“I won’t make you leave, I can’t. But I do have influence with the Royal Guards who are charged with protecting you.” Rick stated.

“Is that a threat?” asked Henry

“Merely a fact of life Henry, nothing more.”


Attention all Allies and Sympathetic Nations!

Do to certain problematic situations in Kordo, mainly the establishment of a Socialist/Communist government, we humbly request asylum for former Senior Presidential Advisor Henry Rey, in order to protect him from illegal government and its agents. No special privileges are expected or needed. Any nation who does accept this request will be compensated accordingly.

KNN Special Broadcast

After sixteen years of rule, President Jack Kordo II was declared dead today, killed after a task force of freedom fighters from the Red Hand attempted to place him under arrest. While there has been no independent conformation of this Mary Kordo, his daughter and long time supporter of the communist movement, has issued a statement verifying this claim. All attempts to reach his son have not succeeded.

With the death of the President it seems that the last vestiges of the old oppressive regime have been defeated. As word spread throughout the country, reports of mass surrenders of Loyalist troops have been reported along with reports of dancing in the streets in several communist-held territories. Their still has been however, no reports of an official surrender by former Senior Presidential Advisor

In related news, Richard Jo’ha, leader of the Red Hand which now controls ninety-five percent of the nation, has been officially nominated by the ruling party as the first Premier of Kordo. One top party official said that not one party official has so far raised any opposition to this move. If he is elected, it will give a much needed boost in international credibility to the Red Hand which recently declared itself “The Ruler of all of Kordo.”



Richard Jo’ha, now Premier Jo’ha and leader of Kordo turned off the TV. The broadcast gave a much cheerier picture of his situation than the reports on his desk did. The Red Hand was stretched thin, having to rely of personnel of questionable loyalty mostly because they couldn’t afford to get rid of them. Luckily the Loyalists army had given up the fight, if not officially. But that was not his main concern. His main concern was Rick Kordo, the son and ardent supporter of the former president. Only he had the power and influence to cause a real problem for the Red Hand.


Ooc:
Interested? Please ask before getting involved seriously.

Red Hand = Communist Guerilla Group = New Rulers of Kordo
Loyalists = Supporters of Former Right = Wing Government

in other words, you've now turned into Cambodia of the early 1970s...

*great*

hehe

I offer my support becausei know how hard situations like this can be. Word to the wise. Just because you have not heard of me doesn't mean I'm small. Do not underestimate me. Oh and by the way

Originally Posted by Official Loyalist Request
Attention all Allies and Sympathetic Nations!

Do to certain problematic situations in Kordo, mainly the establishment of a Socialist/Communist government, we humbly request asylum for former Senior Presidential Advisor Henry Rey, in order to protect him from illegal government and its agents. No special privileges are expected or needed. Any nation who does accept this request will be compensated accordingly.

I am willing to offer Mr. Rey aslyum here in Legionaire.

To: The leadership of Kordo
From: Supreme Dictator Bhavan Patel

I want to say sorry to your people's freedom fighter. I hope my services will ensure that freedom remains in your country and the world. If I may come to your great leaders funeral or carry the leader's coffin to the grave. I shall bring a Roman Military Police Squad and 5 155mm Howitzers to give the leader a 21 gun salute and a military Funeral. I hope he rests in peace and will remain in your people's conscious.

Signed

Dictator Patel

Comrade General Vladimir Reidy of the Red Brigade read the newspaper the private handed him. He sighed as he read word of anti-socialist governments possibly his own were considering reinstating the corrupt right-wing government. He was disgusted by this. He picked up his phone and called friends in the Leafanistan Protection Forces, he wondered how many cargo trucks he could buy without flying too big a red flag.

4 hours later: Leafanistan port city of Jacksouer. Pier 14: Operation: "Corporate Aid"

The Red Brigade soldiers inspected the trucks for bugs, none found, they relaxed a bit. Soon they'll load up the fruit and vegatables into them. One of them would be carrying a Red Mercury Thermonuclear Microbomb (2 kiloton yield). Not a single soldier knew which truck contained it. It didnt' matter, all of them just wanted one thing, socialism to reign supreme; and they would die to achieve this goal.

Press Conference in Leafanistan Capital City: Concord

"With the chaos in Kordo, several companies have decided to lend aid to the people of the nation. Several trucks will leave today filled with fruits, vegatables, and medical supplies to areas of Kordo occupied by the loyalist supporters. They'll bring much needed help to the civilians caught in the chaos."

The traitor waved to the press as he stepped off the podium. He then took out a pre-paid cellphone and dialed Comrade General to report he suceeded. After he finished the phone call he threw the phone into the garbage can next to him. He then walked out of the building and into a limo that would whisk him away to Hebrides Islandia where he would disappear again.

OOC: Good chance they'll get caught unless you decided that the box lalbed apples with a strange metal container in between the apples the size of 3 baseballs isn't worth looking at.

What is Red Mercury? http://chemistry.about.com/gi/dynamic/offsite.htm?zi=1/XJ&sdn=chemistry&zu=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.prisonplanet.com%2Fanalysis_poovey_122602_redmerc.html

Red Mercury Nuke would be extremly hard to detect. An extremly sensitive Gieger counter is needed to notice that one of hte trucks is slightly more irradiated than the rest, and it may fall under the range of "negligable difference".

To: The leadership of Kordo
From: Supreme Dictator Bhavan Patel

I want to say sorry to your people's freedom fighter. I hope my services will ensure that freedom remains in your country and the world. If I may come to your great leaders funeral or carry the leader's coffin to the grave. I shall bring a Roman Military Police Squad and 5 155mm Howitzers to give the leader a 21 gun salute and a military Funeral. I hope he rests in peace and will remain in your people's conscious.

Signed

Dictator Patel

From: Rick Kordo
To: Supreme Dictator Bhavan Patel

I unfortunitly must inform you that do to the hostile and socialist nature of the current government, their will be no official ceremony for the former presidents internment. In addition, I myself have been banned from attending do to the fact that I do not support the current, upsurp communist/socialist government.

Thank you very much for your consideration,

Rick Kordo



I offer my support becausei know how hard situations like this can be. Word to the wise. Just because you have not heard of me doesn't mean I'm small. Do not underestimate me. Oh and by the way I am willing to offer Mr. Rey aslyum here in Legionaire.

"Thank you very much for your help, I look forward to working with you to help free my country. As to the matter of Mr. Rey, I thank you heartily and accept your offer on his behalf. Transportation to your nation may be an issue, but if you wish to transport him yourself, that would facilitate things considerably."

ooc: would you be interested in doing something like an attack on the transport carrying rey?

OOC:Just dropping in for a note, isnt a Red Mercury nuke supposed to be(judging from the news letter) 2 megatons(2,000,000 tons of TNT)? Not 2 Kilitons(2,000 tons of TNT).

President Thor watched his forces move into their final positions. He turned and looked at his three commanders: General Rotterdam (Army/marines), General Loki (air force), Commander Jagger (Special Forces/Intelligence) and Adrimal Oslo(navy)

Thor stood there for a moment

"Gentelmen. The time has come. We Must secure Mr. Rey now before it is too late."

Major Skywalker reported

"Tomahawk is go."

Thor and his generals stood in silence.

"Maps on screen."

"Yes sir"

There was a cacling of keys and the view screen split. On the left side was a chart of all the units engaging. On the right was a radar that showed the position of all the units.

****time break. 4 Hours*****
"Sir. Our forces are at target." Major Skywalker shouted as he turned and looked at his President and the Commanders

"On screen. "

Thor watched as 50 small blue dots(symbolizing Thor's air units) and 10 green dots (helicopters) on the screen drew closer to the map that showed the city. The blue dots split again into 10 smaller dots. Thor's air force was splitting into the smaller sub units. From there they would engange the enemy.

"Who is closest?"

"Uh. I believe its Major Odin's unit, the Wolf Pack."

"On screen."

Thor watched as 10 Thunderchief Fighter planes stormed into the screen. Thor listened to the pilot's chatter. In the main screen a series of AA batteries could be seen.

"Contact. Enemy closing in. Bearing 0-2-0-niner. Pick up a target and get locked."

Thor waited for the beeping sound symbolizing, a lock. The planes were about 100 yards out and closing fast.

"Alert the pilots that they are only to graze the AA batteries and not to open fire unless fired upon."

Major skywalker nodded and relayed the order

"Guys. I've just been told that we are not to open fire unless they shoot first. We are to graze the AA cannons. Break your locks but keep the course."

Then, all hell broke loose.

Thor watched on the screen as the Thunderchiefs screamed over the AA batteries. Suddnley small alarms were going off and the radio chatter increased. Thor looked at the screen. His pilots were being shot at by AA cannons.

"Those sons of bitches are firing at us" He growled

***The City***
No sooner had Ensign Strrauss, callsign "Gladiator", cleared the AA battery than had he felt a large explosion rock his jet. He was quickly loosing control of his aircraft and was desperate to bail out of his jet. His plane rocked again. This time, Strrauss felt a woosh of air followed by a burning sensation. He screamed in pain. His screams did not last long, as his jet collided with the side of a building.

**Command Center***

The planes on the status screen were flashing. At least one plane had been shot down. Thor watched in horror as two more Thunderchiefs went red. Thor looked back at the screen. His pilots had certanily starteled the unitss but he had lost 3 planes in the process.

General Rotterdam walked up to Thor

"Sir. Our Gremlins are over the DZ and are waiting for orders"

"Have them jump. Tell them to procede with their orders."

"Yes sir."

Thor looked back at the screen.

Thor frowned. 3 jets he thought to himself. That's 3 dead. The battle had just started and he already had casulties. He shuddered to think what his army casulties would be if he lost 3 jets.


****The City****

As the helicopters moved overhead, AA shots and small arms fire tore the sky apart. Inside a Valkarie hellicopter, callsign Seminole 1, Major. Barrak "Beserker" Stockholm stared at the red light near the front of the helicopter. He was in the Gremlin corps, an elite millitary unit and his orders were to drop into the city and to find Mr.Rey. He looked at the city below. Some parts were ruins some parts stood normally. He found the reports he had heard about the city hard to believe. He looked at the men in his copter. They were all dressed in black and grey Urban camoflauge. They had black boots, gloves and balcava. They wore black M1 ballistic helmets. with Night Vison goggles attached to them. They had small black ALICE packs on their backs and they straddeled H&K 505's. Some men wore ammo pouches strapped to their legs or belt. Soem men carried medi packs in their bags.

The light suddnley turned green and the chopper slowed down. Each man moved to the two doors on either side. The men formed 5 lines. Each man at the front grabbed a black rope. The doors flew open, exposing the men to fire and one by one each man grabbed the rope and dropped to the rooftop of a small building. Major Stockholm looked around and watched the saem event unfold on similar buildings. Above him the chopper whirrled away. Without saying a word, he motioned to his men to follow him. They snaked to a rooftop door and split into two lines. Stockholm adjusted his headset.

"Alright men, lets pop the weasel."

Seargent Luger snaked forward and crouched next to the door. He pulled out a breach charge and placed it on the door frame. His efforts were cut short by a single bullet and the man was dead before he hit the ground everyone ducked.

"Sniper!" someone shouted

Stockholm raced to attach the charge to the door. He finially attached it and handed it to a man behind him. He signaled to the man on the other side of the door. "flash and a smoke then its party time." The man nodded. Stockholm reached back and squeezed the thigh of the man behind him. Each man repead the action. At the end of the line the man squeezed the shoulder of the man infront of him. When Stockholm felt the squeeze he shouted into his radio

"go!"

A small boom followed. Stockholm adn the man on the other side of the door tossed two grenades in. There was a bang and a trail of smoke. Stockholm rushed through the door and each man in his line followed him.

***control room***

"Update"

Commander Jagger spoke up from his screen

"Sir. Our Gremlins are go. "

"Rotterdam?"

"Forces are ready to move"

"Loki?"

"We've lost 5 Thunderchiefs, 3 banshees and 1 Valkyrie. Thats 28 people."

"Oslo?"

"Carrier groups Viking and Stockholm are in theater and are standing by."

"Good."

Thor sighed. It looked as if his first wave had been effective.

ooc: Who the hell are you attacking?! If its me, than why are you posting my loses, mainly the "disabeled C&C compounds all over the country" bit? My nation of over three billion probably can handle a bigger force than what your throwing at me.

OCC: Sorry about the confusion. I'm not attacking you. I'm attacking the loyalists. The destroyed c&c compounds were disabled by EMP's. I destroyed the AA batteries because my forces were being shot at. Let me know how I can clarify it further.

OOC: Comrade General has been arrested and all Red Brigade actions have been recalled, the mistake on the nuke size is a matter of how big you want the nuke to be. It can be a huge range of things. It was meant to say 20 kilotons I think. I'm pulling out sorry. :(

***the city***

Major Stockholm and his gremlins sneaked down the hallway. He wasn't sure if he was in the right place.

"Odd area for a senior advisor to go into hiding."

The gremins slowly secured the building. On the bottom floor Stockholm met with the leader of team 2, Major Vogel.

"I don't like it Han." Major Stockholm said whiel looking at a map. "I mean I thingk we're in the right area."

Major Vogel nodded, "Well, if our intel is up to date than he should be in the building infront of us. The Murdoch House.

"I'm startign to think we should just designate the whole street and let a bunch of Banshees take care of the situation. I don't like having to do all the dirty work."

Stockholm nodded "Best we get going then."

"Right"

The two men walked to where their respective units were waiting fot dispatches.

Stockholm spoke up

"Alright. We'removing across the street to the Murdoch house. On my orders Vogel's unit will advance first followed by mine. Then, we'll search again. Any questions?"

Silence

"Lets move."

Vogel lead his team to the door. Go he shouted. Stockholm watched as his men ran actross the street.

POP! POP! POP!

Stockholm watched two men fall to the ground

"man down! man down!"

Fuck.

Vogel eventually reached the otherside and had taken cover. Stockholm nodded and his forces raced across the street. Hopping not to get hit. Teh men reached the otherside in relative saftey.

'What now Vogel asked?"

"Now, we enter the building."

ooc: crap, sorry but appearently last nights post didn't get posted for some reason so here is an abriged version, oh and try to remember not to RP my loses, only your own:

IC:
Henry Rey was drinking tea with Professor Murdoch, an old friend and guardian of this particular safe house, when reports of the attacks came in. For the most part the enemy had hit the decoy bases, but several of the attacks had hit straight and true, one such attack leaving two dozen dead.

Suddenly and without warning, gunfire erupted down the street and two guards ran into the library in which Henry was sitting.

“Enemy forces have been sighted in the area sir; if we want to escape we’re going to have to leave soon.” announced one of the guards.

“Very well, come on Professor Murdoch, you might as well come, there probably won’t be much of this house left after the fighting anyway.” Henry replied.

The group headed to the attic which, like many of the row houses in this former smuggling town were connected. From there they would go down several house to a new house under which was a tunnel leading to the edge of the small city. The loyalist forces took special care when choosing safe houses for their leaders and this was no exception.

As they headed upstairs, Henry saw two young men, chosen for their blind loyalty, being strapped with explosives. Henry disliked wasting men like those for they were hard to come by, but do to the nature Henry supposed the cost was worth it. As they moved through the attics of the row houses, Henry heard two explosions in rapid succession, and a hole appeared were their safe house was.

OCC: the dead soldiers were my men.

Major Stockholmn and his fire teams coruched outside the house

Stockholm pressed his hand to his ear and listend to a report from a spotter who was watching the building from accross the way.

"Seal 1 this is eye in the sky 8. We just saw a guy strap explosives to himself.

"Fuck. What about Professor Murdoch?"

"We haven't seen him sir."

"Do you have a shot."

"No sir."

BOOM!

A section of the house blew up.

MAN DOWN! MAN DOWN!

Major Stockholm was dazed. An explosion had just gone off. HE turned around and was that some of his men were dead, their bloodied corpses lying prone in the position they had been in seconds before.

"Major Stockholm Majoe Stockholm"

A layer fo smoek and dust setteled over the house

"Pull back"

Stockholm did his best to escape to the other building. HE took cover behind a brick wall.

"Major Vogel" Stockholm shouted, his voice hearse from the explosion

"Major Stockholnm."

Major Vogel crawled next to Major Stockholm

"How many men did we loose"

"10."

Stockholm thought for a second. He then shouted down the line

"Seargent Straego"

A seargent crawled forward. A radio was strapped to his back

"Sir Seargent Stratego reportign sir"

Stockholm took the radio in his hand

"Valkayrie 1 Valkayrie 1 this is Seal 1 requesting immedeate fire support."

Major Vogel took out a piece of equipment and placed it on the wall.

"Uploadign coridantes now. I am requesting a carpet bomb of the eastern block. Two suicide bombers just took ou t10 of my men an dwe are taking fire from the surrounding buildings."

"Rodger that Seal 1. Thunderbirds are on route."

"Thanks Valk."

***skies above the city***

Captain Flash sat in the cockpit of his Thunderchief fighter plane.

"Alright guys. New orders. Hanoi bombing run. Coridnates are beign uploaded."

The pilots drew closer and closer to their target They changed formation and formed a colum.

"Gentlemen, lets plow the road"

Flash flicked a switch on his control panal and a serise of bombs dropped from his jet as he raced over the buildings. The buildings, which were being attacked by Napalm, were burning quickly. After making a pass, Stockholm looked behind him. The entire row of houses was burning. Off in the distance Flash coul dsee a group o fmen leaving a tunnel/ Flash switched to machine guns and sprayed the area.

***the streets***

Majro Stockholm watched the raid in horror. All of the homes were on fire. Stockholm heard the whirring of helicopter blades and was overjoyed.

"Major Stockholm?" The piolot asked as the unit crawled into the chopper

"Yes?"

"I hav a message for you. This coming straight from the top, we found Proffeessor Murdoch's location. I'm supposed to brng you there to pick him up."

"How far out is he?"

"Not far. One of our jets saw a group of people fleeing and took soem shots at em."

"Are they dead?"

" I don't know sir. I do know though, that the fightign is getting fiercer."

"Tell me about it"

TO: The leader of the Red Hand Resistance Fighters
From: Czar Ivan of Genoslovakia

Greetings, comrades! I realize you have quite the problem on your hands, and our nations military would be more than happy to lend you some of our troops. All we ask for in return is that you ally with our nation, so that we, as allied Marxist nations, can drive the right-wing dictators out of your country once and for all!

Henry Rey hit the dirt hard as one of the men in his security detail shoved him and Proffessor Murdoch to the ground. Moments later the aircraft that had just destroyed the buidings behind them came in for a straffing run, hitting one of the guards. As quickly as he was knocked down, he was hauled up again, this time by a different guard.

"Wheres.....?" Began Henry as he saw the other member of his team, a bulet in his arm and leg.

"He'll be fine sir, keep going." replied the new commander of the detail.

"I'll keep them off ya for a while sir don't you worry." assured the injured guard, even as he began reloading his gun for whatever enemy forces approched.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

The gaurds fell around as snipers bullets one by one took the soldiers out of the equation. The whirring of a helicopter roared over head and suddnely a small black helicopter appeared out of nowhere. Major Stockholm and Major Vogel watched the helicopter hover overhead

"Mongoose 1 is go"

Stockholm and his men poped up around the two men their guns arimed at them. The black helicopter began to land.

"Mr. Rey, Proffessor Murdoch. Major Stockholm Legionaire, I;ve been sent to evacuate you two to a safe location. More sniper shots errupted. Two of Stockholm's men went down.

"Get them to the chopper"

Two of stockholm's soldiers lead the two suprised officials to the black helicopter. The chopper than took off and headed into the sky. Major Stockholm looke dat the two men.

"I'm sorry if I scared you two. We've been trailing you two for quite a while."

Proffessor Murdoch eyed the man

"Did your men kill those gaurds"?

"No sir. If our soldiers had been doign the sniping you'd be lying on the middle of the road"

"Then who..."

"I don't know sir"

"Where are you taking us?"

"USS Achilees. You two been granted asylum in Legionaire."

Rey was suprised

"What will you and your men do once you drop us off?"

Stockholm siged

"Head back into battle. Theres still alot of city left to pacify."

"Then why all the air strikes?"

"I don't know sir. I just don't know"

Major Stockholm looked out the window and reflected on the calm

ooc: Maybe I'm just confused, but your nation seems to do some crazy stuff. Maybe I'm just being ignorant and ignoring your stuble political manovers but you realize that:
A. You offered support to Richard Jo'ha the communist leader of Kordo
than
B. Turned and offered support to the Loyalist Right-wing rebels (and fomer government) by offering to welcome Henry Rey into your nation.
Either your playing both sides or just confused?

Oh and as a rule of thumb, you don't RP the other players characters dialoge such as that between Stockholm and Rey is a no-no unless I am the one typeing rey's response. As my character I feel he should respond in a much different way then you had him.

IC post coming soon

occ: I'm sort of playing both sides. Rey is extracted, but he doesn't reach asylum. My nation is more intrested in ending the civil war than whoever wins. Sorry about typing for Rey. I did that to advance the situation

Rick Kordo rubbed his eyes. First Rey disapears, believed to be taken by Legionaire, and then discovering that Legionaire had contacted the communist government. Right now Rick wasn't sure who to trust. Every day more of his troops left his army, not neccessarily do to a change in political beliefs but because they were sick of war. If something major didn't happen in support of the Loyalist cause the conflict could end badly for them.

"Commencing opperation, over and out" whispered comander Stukovich, as he and his squad of 11 other men approached the Rightist military base. They had snuck through the city at night, taking extra caution not to be caught.

However, those efforts had almost been layed to waste, when enemy Rightist snipers spotted and opened fire on the Genoslovakian squad.

:sniper: :sniper: :sniper:

3 of the Genos soldiers dropped to the ground, and another one was seveerly wounded from the surprise ambush, but it didn't take long for the elite military quad to return fire. The firefight went on for about 10 minutes, and in the end, all 5 of the snipers had been killed, but at the cost of 6 of his men. Commander Stukovich pondered on whether to continue the mission with so few men, but he soon came to realize that if Genoslovakia were to erupt into a country of political unrest, his Communist comrades would come to help him no matter the cost.

And so the squad continued on it's mission to effectiely sabotage a military operation in planning.

[Human Delivered letter]

To: Rick Kordo
From: Supreme Dictator Bhavan Patel

I will help you stop this fighting. I will send 100 Special Forces Soldiers to help maintain balance in the country.

***Onboard USS Achilees***

Major Barrak Stockholm stood on the lower deck of the USS Achilees. His M-1 balistic helmet was still on his head and he straddeled a new M-16. He and the rest of the gremlins had been granted temporary leave. He and his men ha djust returned from an successfull mission. A mission that had left 15 of his men lying on the streets. In between the roar of F-14 tomcats taking off and landing of the carrier, Stockholm listened to his men chatter.

"Is there a Major Barrak Stockholm in here?"

Major Stockholm turned around and saw a young faced sailor look around the room in confusion.

"Right here"

The sailor walked up to the major, saluted, and handed him a document. Stockholm looked at the notice and nodded to the sailor who lead him out of the room.

***Command Center USS Achilees***

Major Stockholm thanked the sailor and walked into the room. He noticed 3 men leaning over a table. One of the men, Adrimal Burton turned around and returned Stockholm's salute.

"Gentlemen this is Major Barrack Stockholm, Gremlin Corps."

"Major this is General Sheapard and General Ford."

"Nice to meet you two."

The two men smiled and Adrimal Burton turned back to the map.

"A second offensive is being mounted in the city. This one will be alot longer than the last offensive was. Major Stockholm, you and your company will strike first and wait for the armor and infantry that will be making a landing here. Two ghost striker fly overs have discovered that the forces inside are regrouping and preparing for a large offensive. Stockholm, I want that city secured. Have your men get ready to fight. You depart in an hour. Dismissed"

"Yes sir." Stockholm turned and began to walk out of the room.

"Major Stockholm wait a second."

Stockholm stood in the hallway and stopped.

"Sir?"

The three officers stood around Stockholm.

"Command was impressed with the success of your mission and has seen fit to reward you with a promotion."

Adrimal Burton pulled out a small box and handed it to Major Stockholm. Inside the box were two small silver eagles.

"Ordinarilly, I wouldn't be doing this. But consedering that I'm the highest in command in the theater its my responsibility to do stuff like this" Adrimal Burton said as he pinned the silver eagels on to the collar of Stockholm's uniform. "Congratulations Commander"

"Sir thank you sir"

Just then a single bullet rang out on the ship

Stockholm was starteled. Why would anyone be firing a handgun on an aircraft carrier

"What was that?"

" I wouldn't worry about it Commander."

"It sounded like it came from the stateromms." Commander Stockholm's mouth opened in horror as he thought what had happened.

General Ford looked at him with steely eyes

"I know what you're thinking Commander. I recomend that you forget about it. We can not afford the press to learn about it."

The three Officers walked back into the cointrol room. Stockholm stood there thinking about what had happened. He shook his head and walked down the hallway.

[Human Delivered letter]

To: Rick Kordo
From: Supreme Dictator Bhavan Patel

I will help you stop this fighting. I will send 100 Special Forces Soldiers to help maintain balance in the country.

To: Supreme Dictator Bhavan Patel
From: Rick Kordo

I am most pleased to hear that you are willing to support my forces in their cause to put the true government of Kordo back in power.

ooc: Are you interested in RP’ing them or is this more of a dump and run sort of deal?

IC:

Admiral Kevin Lotam, head of the Loyalist navy, shook his head in confusion. Reports from the ground reported that Henry Rey had been abducted by via troops landed by the air. Yet the only aircraft in that area were from Legionaire. Why they would try to take Henry by force, Kevin didn’t know. According to radar, the aircraft had headed…

“Here” said Kevin to his aides. “This is where we should find the Legionaire ships and Henry Rey.

“What’s the plan of attack?” asked one of the aids.

“Lets see if we can find out what happened first, so no aircraft besides the usual CAP (combat air patrol). But I still want the rest of the aircraft prepped and ready to go and all ships to have their weapons armed and ready. This may be some sort of misunderstanding but if they don’t turn him over to us so we can assure he is alright before he goes into exile, I will not hesitate to use deadly force on their ships until they turn him over or are entirely destroyed.” replied Kevin.

“Yes sir!” replied the aids in unison, all moving to prepare the fleet for possible action.

Kevin rubbed his eyes. He had the largest of the of the three combined loyalist fleets with him but navel actions in the modern age were still bloody affairs. He dearly hoped Legionaire would be able to turn Henry over unharmed, before they took him to their homeland for his exile, or heaven forbid killed him.

**control room USS achilees***

Comm Officer Porthos sat at his radar screen.

"Contacts bearing in."

Adrimal Burton walked over to the Comm officer's station.

"They appear to be part of the loyalist navy."

"What do they want from us?"

"I don't know sir but I'm pretty sure they're not approachign for a friendly visit?"

Adrimal Burton paused for a second. He thought of the battle plans. If they intercept our landing crafts we could be in a world of trouble.

"Sound the alarm. All hands secure general quarters"

Adrimal Burton walked over to radio control.

"Alert our Kracken's in the area. Have them form a protective semi circle around our fleet. Engineering"

"Aye sir"

"All ahead stop"

"Aye Ayr sir"

Adrimal Burton sat back in his chair and waited.

++++Presidential Office, HailandKill++++
The president was about to retire for the night, for it had been a long day for him. The NSA, also his good friend, ran into his office.
"Sir" He panted "There was a helluva problem today, i just got the news a few minutes ago"
"News about what? Cant it wait?" The president replied
"Uh.....cant say it can"
"Go ahead"
"Well sir, a right-wing government was toppled today by a communist group who now has power, they kinda just took over."
"Jesus when does this shit ever end....uh we have 2 divisions in Tindan right?" The president paused and answered his quesiton "Yea we do, so we have 8 divisions ready" He began to pace furiously, sweat gathering on his brow "Our Carrier groups are free, so we can fight this right?"
"Yes sir, the minimal amount of men are in Tindan"
"OK good" The president smiled "you know how i hate those commies al"
"Yea i do"

TO: Rick Kordo
From: President Revello

It has come to our attention that a recent string of tragedies has shaken your nation. As another Right-wing government we feel that you are the true leader and are offering support to help you reclaim the country that is yours. 2nd army (5 divisions) is on red alert. We hope your nation to overcome this tradgedy.
-Signed President Revello

OOC: If you mention the abduction of Rey to me IC, cuz i dont know that because i dont believe thats public, i will gladly help you destroy the naval threat and rescue him.

***Battle Room USS Fett (Kracken class nuclear sub)***

"Contact bearing in" sonar officer Lucas reported, looking at his radar screen

"Periscope down"

Captain Morgan walked to the periscope and watched several ships cross the ocean waters. He recgonised the ships as ships from the Loyalist fleet.

"Sir, the Krackens have identified the fleet. Loyalist." Lucas hesitantly spoke

Captain Morgan walked to his chair

"Engineering. take us to 500 feet and full speed. I want the Krtackens to follow the fleet"

"Aye sir"

***Waters above***
On the Flight Deck of the USS Achilees two F-14's screamed off the flight deck of the Achilees. They were to provide cover for the fleet if it was attacked. They were armed with two AAM Skywalker missiles. Both missiles were armed with EMPs designed to disable the loyalist fleet. They were only to observe and to fire only if fired upon.

"Sir! One of the CAP patrols is reporting they are in visual range of the Legionaire aircraft."

"Very Well," replied Kevin "Order them to continue to mirror the aircraft until reinforcements arrive. Then order Weimer to launch four fighters to take up the mirroring. Then tell my senior staff to meet me in the planning room, or if their off ship, arrange for them to be video conferenced in."

"Yes sir!"

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"Well gentlemen and ladies, what’s the situation?” Kevin asked.

“According to reports we have so far, besides the aircraft they have taken little precautions to prevent an attack.” reported his second in command Rufus Folds, “We cannot rule out the possibility of submarines however and I recommend increasing the amount of patrols for them.”

“Make it so. What are your ideas on why they only launched two aircraft?” replied Kevin.

“We are unsure of the weapons composition; however, they’re probably heavy hitters as we call ‘em in the air force.” Announced the air force advisor “This means their probably armed with WMD’s or EMP bombs. We can probably rule out biological and chemical weapons, they wouldn’t be effective against a spread out fleet like this. Nuclear weapons and EMP bombs are another story. Simulations we’ve run based on the F-14’s weight capacity shows significant damage if they are armed with either. I suggest we step up air patrols and make sure our anti-missile batteries are ready.”

“Increase the amount of aircraft to your discretion but tell them to keep their distance. I don’t want to spook them.” Ordered Kevin. “I’m going to try to contact the Legionaire fleet.”

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“Attention Legionaire fleet! You are in Kordoan national waters and have been sighted attacking the Loyalist forces in Kordo. Disarm your weapons and turn over Mr. Rey. We will use force, but only if necessary. Do not test us. I repeat: disarm your weapons, turn over Mr. Rey, and leave Kordoan waters.”

***Skies above the waters***

By now 12 F-14 and F-18's were flying in the skies above the Legionaire Fleet.
They had visually contacted the Kordo aircraft warining them to leave the area. All of the pilots were tense.

***Control room of USS Achilees***

Adrimal Burton sat in his chair as he listened to the message. Everyone in the control room sat in silence waiting for orders. Burton sat in his chair pondering his actions.

"Send them this message. One: Our fleet has launched no offensive against your nation. Two: Mr. Rey is in no danger and we will be happy to turn him over to you. We ask that next time to extract your own supporters instead of havign us do your own dirty work. Three: We will disarm when we feel that the threat against our fleet is non-existant and we will remain armed as long as we are in theater Four: our fleet is here only to provide support for our forces which in turn are supporting your cause Five: your fleet is in no position to attack us. Our fleet has you surrounded Six: have a nice day."

"Aye sir

**Skies above Kordo**

Several dozen C-50's flew overhead. Each carried 200 Legionaire paratroopers. Inside Zeus-1 Commander Antilees stood near the rear ramp. The cargo hold was lit in a red light. Each paratrooper was standing and had was checking the equipment of the man infront of him. The light turned green and the paratroopers jumped out of the aircraft. The skies were clear and they drifted towards the ground. Upon landign they cut their chutes and marched towards the city. Above them five low flying A-4 Spitfires raced towards the city. Ahead of them they could hear several booms and the eruptign of gunfire. The gremlin corps had been deployed ahead of them and were clearing the city. The airborn stood their ground and waited for the armor to catch up to them.

***Kordo Capital***

Commander Stockholm crouched on the roof of one of the buildings. Stockholm and Command Seargent Willams looked at a small map.

"Right now we're here. On the outskirts of town. From here we move north towards the industrial district. Basic recon has noted that the area has few soldiers. However, several of the streets have machine gun bunkers in crossfire method so any assaults at the positions will lead our soldiers to be trapped." Seargent Willams noted as he traced hsi finger at the areas

Commander Stockholm looked at the map

"Cant we order an airstriketo take out the bunkers?"

"No sir, the poitions are out of reach of any airstrikes, including Spitfires"

"What about missile attack?"

"No sir. Command ants most of the area intact. A missile launch will take out the position but will endager the area. We'll just have to attack them ourselves."

Stockholm thought for a second.

"We have to take it building by building. I want our soldiers to be above theirs whenever possible. Move out."

Bridge of the KS Glory

"Perhaps if you would merely ask for us to turn Mr. Rey into the hands of your forces so that he may seek the asylum you offered him. Attacking your allies without warning is usually something that is discouraged in polite society, but I digress. As to the matter of you ships; as long as you plan on doing joint missions with Loyalist forces you will not target them nor will you have your weapons armed when along side Loyalist forces unless directly threatened. As to the matter of us being surrounded I would remind you in the age of missiles, direction means little to a navel ship. That is all.”

Kevin killed the radio. “Bring us into the bay, and prepare aircraft for take off. If the Legioniare fleet tries to stop us, use whatever force is necessary to get us through to the bay. I want to be able to strike Kordo City with our big guns if necessary.”


ooc: Kordo City is a island in the middle of a large bay connected to the ocean, I will post about the Kordo City thingy later today

To: Rick Kordo
From: President Revello

We cannot give you support at this moment, and apologize. A new and large affair has come up and we cannot spare even the lowliest amount of forces. We have been attacked with nuclear weapons and are involved in total war.
My deepest apologies, President Revello

**Bridge of USS Achilless**

Adrimal Burton nodded and relayed the message.

"Send them this reply One: Our forces did not attack yours those were not our snipers. Plus your forces attacked ours. Two: my ships are supporting both of our forces and we require to be armed inorder to do so. Three: Our army will remain armed as long as it is deployed. Four: Our forces are helping yours Five: Our army is helping to retake the city. If our army retakes the capital we will gladly turn it over to the loyalist forces. Plus our army has done most of the fighting and dying"

"Message sent sir"

"Good now order our fleet to move to the opposite side of the island near our forces"

"Aye sir"
***Fast forward onboard elephant 1***

Henry Rey sat betwene two heavilly armed gaurds. He was uncuffed. The gaurds looked tired. Rey looked out from either side. Two F-14's were on either side

"Attention Kordo fleet. This is elephant 1. Requesting permesion to land. We have Rey onboard..... Rodger that"

The helicopter moved towards a large aircraft carrier. The helicopter landed on the flight deck of the carrier. Rey shook hands with the two gaurds and the helicopter and its two escorts headed back to their base. They got there unharmed.

**Kordo City**

The Gremlin Corps was slowly advancing towards the industry district. Commander Stockholm's unit was on top of the department of industrty building. They were setting up mortar ranges incase they were attacked

"Sir, Adrimal Burton is reporting that the landings are a success and our armor adn infantry is headed this way."

"What about the loyalist forces."

"I don't know sir. We haven't heard any reports of their army doing anything. ALthough apparently their fleet is preparign for some major operation."

Bridge of the KS Glory
"Elephant 1, you are clear to land."


Briefing Room
General Muhammad Akbar pointed to the map. "I suggest we land troops near the docks in order to maximize their effectiveness. That will not only give us control of the docks allowingus to land more troops and to resupply them with much more ease, but it will put us reletivly near to the Legionare forces. I also suggest that the airforce step up their ground attack patrols, centering on the dock and industrial areas. The communist forces don't have much in the way of armour, but they do have plenty of defensive positions and bunkers. If we can take them out it will allow us to move more freely."

"What about Operation Berg?" Asked Kevin.

"I suggest it goes forward with some minor suggestions. I suggest that the commandos enter the government sector from the sewers which will allow them to move with less risk of detection. The Legioniare forces tipped off the enemy to our plans a little earlier then we wanted. Then they should continue on their way until they reach the Bundestag and Bundesrat buildings. Once they reach them, they can capture them as per orders and provide the Loyalist forces with a much needed victory."

"Excellent."

occ: capture whose forces? mine?

***Kordo Industrial District***

"Go!"

The doro to the factory blew open and 5 soldiers stormed in and sweeped the rooms. Yells of clear echoed on the headsets. Commander Stockholm looked around. He was on th emain floor of an abandoned factory.

"Sir, you should come and take a look at this"

Stockholm walked towards the source of the sound. He entered the room and his jaw dropped. He looked around the room in shock. There were crates and crates of munitions. Of fin the corner two soldiers pried open a large crate adn one of the men pulled out a large .50 calliber machine gun. The second soldier lifted up arm fulls of ammunition belts.

"Sir" one of the men, Private Summers replied "this machine gun has markings of the new regime."

"Open these crates now" Stockholm barked. He pulled his headset close to him "Papa bear to baby bear. Open any and all crates you find and report back to me. We think that the communist regme might have a weapons stockpile." Stockholm watched as his men opened crate after crate. Each crate had weaopns in it. Machine guns, bazookas, rifles, mortars, anti tank weapons, ammunition.

"What do we do with it sir"

Stockholm paused. He called for reports and all of th efire squads reported the same findings. Weapons. He ordered the factories destroyed. He nodded to Specalist Kelso who took several explosives from his pack. He ordered them to be set. One they were set he orered the unit to evacuate to a safe palce. The men took refuge a few blocks away.

"Go"

There was a loud boom and a large cloud of smoke errupted from the area where the buildings once stood.

Master Chief Ares, the unit's senior nco walked to his commander.

"What now Stock"

Stockholm paused

"I don't know." He pulled out a map and laid it on the ground.

"We're here in the industry district" Stockholm pointed "We've sweeped all the area south of here."

"Whats this district here" Ares pointed to a green section of the map North/North West of the industrial section."

"That, is the goverment sector."

"Why don't we move there sir?"

"We could. But it's risky. Thats the heavyist area of the city. We can't just barge into the district un supported."

"Where is the land army?"

"An hour or so behind us"

"Why don't we wait for them?"

"We could. Except then we would be delayed. We're supposed to keep moving."

"What about moving south towards the docks?"

"Let the loyalists take that. We can't move south and then up again."

"Sir" Specalist Dack, one of the companies radio men walked forward "Message from Adrimal Burton. He wants to remind us that General Akbar wants us to take the Bundestag and Bundesrat buildings."

"Send this message back to Burton. Ask him to relay this message to Akbar: maybe later."

The radio man looked confused than nodded and moved back to his position.

Ares was confused, " What are the Bundestag and Bundesrat buildings?"

"Office buildings in the middle of the city. We'd have to go out of our way to get them."

"Oh."

"Well we can go there or we can move ahead into the goverment district. I'm leaning towards heading into the goverment district."

"What about those two buildings?"

"Use an EMP on them."

Stockholm called for a radio man and told him to ask Burton to use an EMP on the Bundestag and Bundesrat buildings. The man nodded and moved out.

"I guess we're going into the goverment district then stock'."

"Correct. Spread the word to the unit leaders. We move out in 2"


***Skies above Kordo City***

Two Banshee pilots Ensign "Slam" and Captain "wolverene" sat in their cockpits as they listened to their new orders. They acknoleged them and flew towards their target. Their targets were two large office buildings

"It's all yours Slam."

Slam sat in his cockpit and flicked a switch on his joystick

"Hunter 7, box 4"

Slam pulled th trigger on his joystick adn a misslie shot from his jet. He didn't watch the missile, as he cleared the way for Wolverene

"Hunter 5, Box 4"

Wolverene and Slam watched as the missiles slammed into the buildings. There was a small explosion and a loud thundercrack. The two jets reported success and flew back into the sky. Waiting for more orders.

Sewers under the Government District

Without warning, Sergeant Jack Aubrey’s night vision goggles suddenly went dead. Swearing quietly to himself and motioning to his squad mates to wait a moment he checked the battery. One his second in command tapped him on his shoulder.

“Sir,” his second in command whispered, “We just lost the radio sir, and none of the other electronic equipment is working either.”

“Musta been an EMP, and a big one too sir.” volunteered the man in charge of the electronics.

“Ours or theirs though?” asked the Jack’s second in command.

“Legioniare’s. Their the only ones without troops in the areas meaning they’re the only ones who would benefit. Now quiet down and keep moving. No lights unless absolutely necessary. Lets move out.”

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Bridge of the KS Glory

Admiral Kevin Lotam looked at the reports. The EMP had knocked out contact with the two assault groups, nearly forty men in total, heading towards the legislative buildings. Luckily, besides those forty men, very few other Loyalist troops had been in the area. The biggest casualties had been one the communist forces side.

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As the men moved down the sewer, the sound of the communist forces grew louder, and the tunnel brighter. A Jack peered around the corner he saw the enemy; only about ten men, blissfully unaware of his men just around the corner.

Motioning to his men, he flipped his safety off and threw a stun grenade around the corner, quickly following it, firing all the way. Catching the enemy unaware, his men easily took them down and secured their base: the service entrance to the basement.

A few minutes later, the other half of his team arrived, bringing his team to its full strength of forty men. Heading up the service stairs that came from the ground floor, half his men one the northern most staircase and half on the southern most, he and his men reached the ground floor without avoiding detection. Nodding to his men, they burst into the lobby, firing as they went, the two teams meeting in the center as they spread out and headed towards the main staircase that would take them to the other levels.

Above the sewers Legionaire ,M1A1 Super Abrams tanks APC's and Bradley fighting viechils roared on the streets. They were moving at full throttle towards the goverment district. The EMP had left the enemy in total suprise. The tanks easlily overran the communist positions. In many cases, literally. The legionaiure forces were making a dash towards the center of the district two thunderchiefs and a banshee roared over the force.

Inside Thunder Runner 2, Captain Louis Hawk sat in his command seat. Helpign to devise a new strategy as th eforces advanced

"Sir, armor up ahead"

"Jones, use an MPAT"

The tank jolted backwards as a tank round was expelled. A boom followed

"Splash tank 1"

A second boom followed

"Splash tank 2"

Hawk smiled, and the armor keeps rolling along he thought to himself

"Runner 1 to patriot 1"

"Patriot 1 here what can I do for ya?"

"Well, we're coming up on a fork. We can head towards parliment or we can head towards the palace. Personally I think we should go to the palace."

"Agreed. Slow your advance so I can set up crossfires."

"Rodger that"

"Patriot 1 to mongoose 1"

"Mongoose 1"

"Stock, we're moving towards the palace. We're slowing down so I can set up crossfire teams."

"You guys do that. I thought I heard soem gunshots coming from the parliment building. I'm settign up a watch team. We'll catch up you."

"Rodger that mongoose 1"

.......time break............

The armor was advancign slowly. Captain Denehee of the Legionaire Army (patriot 1) had set up positions on several of the rooftops of buildings near th epresedential palace. The teams had a view of all directions. The mortar teams had began shelling the area near the palace. The communist forces were confused as to where the fire was coming from.

"Sir, Runner 1 is repoting that they are ready to strike the compound. Loyalist forces are not in the area."

"Good. Let's get busy."

"Aye sir"

Bridge of the KS Glory

“Admiral!” shouted an aid, “Radar is showing a massive amount of Communist aircraft heading towards Kordo City! Roughly two hundred aircraft have been launched so far ”

Kevin swore. “Launch all aircraft and alert the fleet! Then alert the Legioniare fleet!”

Bridge of USS Achilees

Comm Officer Darko sat at his contol screen

"Adrimnal, message from Adrimal Kevin. Incoming Communist aircraft"

Comm Officer Renolds reported, "Sir, incoming contacts. There have to be atleast 75 of them."

Adrimal Burton sat in his chair.

"Have all hands secure general quarters. Red Alert. Put our wings on standby. Commander Nelson. What wing is active?"

"Ark wing, sir"

"Have them in the air. Have Ark 2 and Stallion 1 ready to move."

"Aye sir"

Alarms startign going off on the ships of the Legionaire Navy. In the hallways red lights were flashing and over the PA system a voice was saying, "Attention. Attention. All hands man battle stations. Secure general quarters."

The crews of the various ships scurried to their posts. Onboard the carriers, pilots raced to their jets. The pilots in the active wings took off from the carrier and waited for orders.

**Kordo City**

Delta squad had gotten lost. They were goign in the right direction, but had lost sight of the main force.

"Freeze"

The 10 men in the company stopped. They watched as 25 Communist soldiers emerged from cover, completly surrounding the Legionaire squad.

"Drop your weapons"

The squad of soldiers dropped their weapons and put their hands in the air. Fearing for their lives.

The presidential compound fell with little effort. Commander Stockholm stood inside the building and watched as medics and corpsmen unloaded the dead and wounded soldiers from the APC's and carried them inside the building where a makeshift hospital had been set up. Stockholm counted 100 dead 250 wounded and 10 unaccounted for.

"Comamnder Stockholm sir?"

Stockholm turned around and looked at Command Seargent Solo, one of his ranking NCO's at least in Stockholm's mind a canidate for an Officer's commission.

"What can I do for you Luke?"

"We're about to fly the flag"

"Good. I want to watch it"

Stockholm followed Solo through the compound and on to the roof. The roof was armed with several AA cannons, a few SAM batteries, and a few cannons and moarters. Solo adn Stockholm walked to a flagpole where several men had surrounded. On top of the flag pole was the communist regime's flag. One of the men produced a small flag from his bag. Three of the men grabbed the rope and began lowering the flag. Stockholm removed the flag and heald on to it. The man holding the second flag, placed the flag on the rope. The three men lifted the rope and pulled the new flag up to the top of the flag post. The men paused for a moment thinking about what it had taken to get to thsi moment. Their silence was intreupted by the roar of jet engines. "What the hell is our Air Force doing? one of the soldiers asked as he looked at the planes racign overhead.

"Those planes aren't ours" Stockholm said, squinting up. It dawned on him "Those are communist." The men froze.

"INCOMING" one of the men shouted. The AA batteries began firing. The group of men at the flagpost scurried to a defensive position and opened fire. Bombs began falling in the city as communist jets rained hell. The Legionaire army had shot a few down but it wasn't enough

"'There have to be atleast 200 of them."
One man said as his .50 caliber machine gun shot out bullets

"Where's our air force"

"I don't know" Stockholm said "I just don't know"

**Skies above Kordo City**

The Legionaire Air Force was slow to respond. By the time their fighters were en route to the city, the communist jets had already reached it. Radar readings showed that there were about 180 planes, 50 more than Legionaire had in the air at that time. Each jet raced to find a target. Despite its slow response, Legionaire had an advatntage, more fuel and more missiles. The initial attack was a cakewalk and a 9 to 1 kill ratio was establashed. 40 communist jets had fallen and only 4 Legionaire jets had been destroyed. As the ari battle wore on though, more Legionaire jets began to fall. The loyalist Air Force was doing their best to fight in the battle along side Legionaire.

***Shangri-La AFB***

Wing Commander Picard stood in the command tent. He and several other high ranking officers were lookign at a map of Kordo, trying to find the location of the air force base where the communists had launched their jets.

"Sir, one of our army units has information on where the jets might have come from" Captain Bradley reported.

'Who was it?"

'Uh a Commander Stockholm sir, of the gremlin corps."

Picard turned and looked at Comander Bragg, who oversaw the Special Forces units in the war. Bragg was smiling.

Picard walked back to the map

"Well gentlemen, if Comamnder Stockholm is accurate as he thinks he is, this offensive could end very quickly and help secure the city. Stockholm is reporting that he saw the jets traveling south from the Presidential Compound"

Fleet Adrimal Morrison was confused

"How could he have seen the jets fly south from the compound. That's not possible."

Commander Bragg spoke up, "It is possible"

"How is it possible?"

"It's possible because our forces have taken the compound and asre holding it."

"If our army has control of th ecompound why haven't they reported it yet" Adrimal Morrison asked

"That's easy." Commadner Picard said, "If you had taken a major landmark that was important to your enemy an you knew they would be willing to die for it, wouldn't you be reluctant to report it over the raddio. Especially when there flying fighter planes over the area and can destroy the buildign with one missile?"

"Oh" Adrimal Morrison siad, looking down in defeat.

Commander Picard continued, "If the planes came from north of the compound, it would probably put them in this region here." Picard said pointing to a region of the map. "We should have some sort of recon of that area. The only thing is, I don't have any planes to spare."

Adrimal Morrison reported, "Neither do we. We could try to fly some drones over the area, have our Submarines pull a recon, or we could use Special Forces units to seach for it. That is, if we have any to spare."

Commander Bragg shook his head, "We don't all of the active soldiers are in the city adn our reserve forces, the ones in theater atleast are for emergency use only."

Bregadier General Scott shook his head, "Army is out of the question. We're still in the process of securing the city we can't spare any."

"Sir" Captain Bradley reported, "The communist air force is retreating."

Picaard looked at the officers who all nodded.

"Good. Have our jets try to follow them. This may be our chance to find the location of their air force base. Have our bombers ready to go. I want a casulty report"

A second comm officer spoek up "Well we shot down around 80 or so of their jets. We lost 28 Aircraft. Atleast 15 dead and atleast 10 ejections."

"Loyalist losses?"

"We don't know sir"

"Aright. Thank you."

ooc:

I'm very sorry Legioniare, but I'm going to have to end this RP for the time being. Some RL issues have kept me from posting as much as I would have liked. Thank you for playing along. Hopefully I will be able to start this again in a few weeks. It has been a pleasure RP'ing with you, and I wish you luck in your future RP's.

Kordo

**A Few weeks later**

Commander Stockholm stood at the window and looked into the courtyard. The communist regime's hold on the country was broken and loyalist forces began retaking power. Stockholm watched his men scurry around the compound loading various things onto trucks and helicopters. He bowed his head and thought about everything. 300 Legionaire soldiers had fallen and 650 had been wounded in the line of duty, al lof the Legionaire pow's had been returned. 125 medfals had been given out, mostly purple hearts and bronze stars and what not. Stockholm recieved a silver star and the distinguished service cross. Behind him the door opened and Captain Burton of Tiger company, Command Seargent Solo of Gremlin Corps, Master Chief Gates of the Legionaire SEAL detachment, and Captain Grissom of the 8th LAW walked in. They saluted stockholm and stood next to him all staring out of the window.

"It's amazing isn't it. How quickly the city fell?"

"Indeed it is sir." one of them responded

Commanding officer on"

The 5 officers turned aroudn and stood at attention. Four generals walked in and the NCO announcign them closed the door behind him as he left.

"At ease men" Fleet Adrimal Morison said. Next to him was Wing Commander Picard, Bregadier General Scott, and Group Commander Bragg. The 5 officers eased into attention.

"Each and everyone of us are proud of you and your men. However, this victory has its consequences as of this time, Commander Stockholm you are officially relieved of your command"

Commander Stockholm's sank. Command Seargent Burton and Master Chief Gates patted him on his back.

"Why the long face commander? You're going home"

"Sir, the commander wishes to know why he is the only one being relieved of his command and no one else is"

Commander Bragg nodded to Adrimal Morrison

"Commander, we're all going home. You are still retaining command of Gremlin corps."

"Why was I relieved then sir?"

"Because you are no longer in command of the fighting force. Command is beign given to each of the ranking officers in region. All of the field commanders are beign relieved. The control of the city has been given to the loyalists and subsequently we are no longer needed. Therefore we are going home."

Captain Grissom spoke up, "Sir what about Theba?"

"We are not sure. It is unlikely however that we will go there. Infact chances are that our forces will be pulling out there as well." Wing Commander Picard responded.

There was a loud roaring humming sound.

"That would be our helicopter" Bregadier General Scott said over the loud din. "Shall we"

The 9 men proceded for the exit. As the men walked down the corridors, Commander Stockholm and Group Commander Bragg had a small talk.

"Sir what happens to me now?"

"What do you mean Commander?"

"Well sir, isn't it traditional for Commanders to be taken out of combat units and placed on Command Staff?"

"Yes it is"

"Is that my future? Am I going to be pulled from my unit?"

"I can't answer that now. That may happen that may not."

"Sir one more thing, I was told that Command Seargent Solo was going to be issued a commission is that also true."

"Indeed it is. He will recieve his commission back on the Achilees."

"Thank you sir"

As he boarded the Valkyrie helicopter for what may be the last time, Commander Stockholm took one last look at Kordo City. Much of it was in ruins a few fires still burned. Commander Stockolm got in the helicopter and the helicopter took off and moved towards the Legionaire Fleet that was waiting offshore to take them back home. As the helicopter moved over the city, escorted by two A-4 Spitfires the 9 men sat in silence. Soem men stared straight ahead some men looked out into the city. As the helicopter moved, tears began rolling down Stockholm's cheeks. He tried to hide them but he noticed that he wasn't the only one holding back tears.

**Lockheed AFB/Port**

The helicopter carrign the 5 leaders was the first to land. All o fthem were dressed in their formal uniforms. Stockholm and the newly promoted Lieutenant Solo, dressed in navy blue pants with a red bloodstripe and tan formal shirts and white service caps were the first to get out of the helicopter. Greetign them were large cheering crowds. They waited for the rest of the Helicopter to empty. Following them was Master Chief Gates who was dressed in white pants, formal shirt and flight cap. Following Gates was Captain Grissom who was dressed in blue pants with a black bloodstripe, a formal blue shirt and a blue service cap and Captain Burton who was dressed in olive drab pants with a black bloodstripe, a formal olive drab shirt and service cap. Together the 5 men walked into the crowd. Their lives rushed to them and embracerd them in hugs as the rest of the helicopters landed and the soldiers in the helicopters emptied out. Behind the helicopters, the crews of the naval ships were disembarking from their ships, above the procedings 5 fighter planes a Thunderchief, Banshee, F-14, F-18, and Spitfire flew in the missign man formation the Banshee which was on the far right of the formation, diverted from the rest of the formation. The Legionaire forces were home.