NationStates Jolt Archive

(OOC. In this I'm the emperors son, the C-I-C of the armed forces and a commander of the military)

As of 1300 hours today, Emperor Dagnarus Melldarion ordered a state of Martial Law in Arytian's capital city Krieg. All locals are to stay inside from 7pm to 8 am, those who do not comply will be arrested on suspicion of being a member of the Confederacy of Arytian...The Emperor calls for aid from nearby nations.

The situation had started two days ago with the bombing of a government building by the remnants of The Confederacy of Arytian. The situation had escalated from then on with raids made by the police and fire fights in the streets with several members from both sides and the public wounded and killed.
A soldier ran up to me and halted, hands on hips panting
"Sir, the Confederate supporters will be on our position soon. We must pull back before it's too late."
"No", I replied " there are too many citizens in this sector of the city. I want you to go to the sergeant and tell him to start getting the citizens out with some our men." I ran to the other side of the street, trying to keep in cover and put my binoculars to my eyes. I could see them running towards us, more in this group than was thought to exist in the city. I could see we would have to keep them in the city, we couldn't afford to let them escape from Krieg. I ran back to my command post and picked up the radio
"This is Commander Dante Melldarion, get the army to surround the city and call in the fully armed riot police." I could hear the cries of the Confederates as they rushed towards us. This was when I made my desicion to fall back.
"Fall back!" I shouted and started running. It was now everyman for himself. I just hoped to God that my father's plea for help would come to kind ears.

The remnants of the Police and urban army that were to remain in the city to try and halt the advance of the Confederates while the citizens and the remainder of the police fled, were holed up in four strategic buildings in the centre of the capital: the Polie HQ, the Emperors Palace, the Houses of Parliament and the Stock Market building. The riot police kept a constant watch on the city. Every-so-often they saw a movement and shot a round at it. Sometimes they heard a scream, other times they heard the bullet bouncing of the street or a building side. Meanwhile I was in his father's room with the Chief of Police and the Captain of the Urban Combat squadron, The Deep Eyes Squadron. They were the best, most elite squadron we had, I had once been with them a few years ago.
"If we wait for them all to gather in hear, then we could surround them by calling in the army." I said to the others.
"It is a good plan," said Astelan, the Captain of The Deep Eyes, "it could work." I smiled my thanks at Astelan, we had become good friends over a short while, when I was in command of The Deep Eyes.
"We don't know how many are out there. There could be many hundreds." said the Police Chief.
"Boreas is right," admitted my father "we would have to find out their numbers before we called in the military."
"Permission to lead Group A of The Deep Eyes my Lord?" said Astelan
"Permission granted. Leave tonight and report back tomorrow night...Good luck Astelan."