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Mikhailovich looked out the window of his limousine. He could see a faded poster of himself, the communist flag long since faded, on the side of a dingy building. The poster was of his former glorious self and was almost as old as the grey hairs that inhabited his balding head.

It was misty and gray outside, and the sky was threatening to unleash a torrent of rain. It only exacerbated his melancholy and depressed mood as the car bounced along the cobblestone road of the capital Monitgnac. It was only yesterday that the throngs of people gathered on the sidewalk, barely being contained by police, to wave to their victorious leader under a cloudless sky, with the sun adding a heavenly aura around his noble figure as he preached the virtues of a new government ruled by the masses.

That was thirty years ago, when he was young and full of ambition. Now he was as lifeless and languid as the peeling paint of the buildings he passed. A few long faces looked at him with indifference, if at all. A guitarist played for money in a cobblestone alley, his somber tunes almost a sign of permanent despair. A prostitute solicited dingy, alcohol-stained men.

Where was his proud and vibrant crowd?

It was replaced by homeless men with toothless smiles who begged for a cent. It was replaced by a whore in an alley, a druggy on the front steps of some nameless apartment, the pickpocket leaning against a light pole, stalking his next victim. As if a black hole had swallowed up all hope, he too sunk into a damp well of apathy and heartlessness, bleakness, and gloom.

The limousine pulled up to the gates of his palace, a piece of light in a world of darkness. But even this was an illusion and he was well aware of it. The guards outside the palace stood straight and tall, but without character and face, and sluggishly walked into the guard house, opened the gate and waved the limo through, without enthusiasm. The guards were apathetic to him, and he might as well have had no guards at all. The dream of successful country had long gone and was replaced by deceit and corruption that was present in the government, as well as his own family. He knew perfectly well that his son, who was supposed to someday be the ruler of Monitgnac, was embezzling funds to get drunk, drive fast, and sleep with sleazy women of all types.

As usual when he made it inside, he found his son surrounded by floozies and cheap women, admiring the treasures of a big snake in a rabbit’s den. He could no more control his son than a wild horse. He tried once, a long time a go when he cared, but to no avail. Instead, Mikhailovich walked up the stairs to the second floor and his office and pretended like everything was okay, though it was apparent for a long time that it wasn’t. He sat down at his desk and read his daily report that was put on his desk.

It was grim. Colonel Kolgev’s force of 10,000 men, sent to eliminate civil discontent around New Market, was now not responding to government orders. Colonel Kolgev was removed by military command, but has yet to step down and refuses to answer to the government. General Marco’s supposed army of 40,000 was sent to investigate Colonel Kolgev’s force, but the musters had yet to break the 12,000 mark, as many men either did not show up or did not exist. The army was moving slower than expected and was nowhere near New Market, the main source of the discontent.

Mikhailovich cursed his luck and threw the report into a pile of other grim reports that had been sitting on his desk for the past two weeks. Everything was going wrong and nothing seemed right anymore.

“Sir, I believe it is time for your meeting at party headquarters,” Mikhailovich’s aide explained.

Mikhailovich got out of his wooden chair and was escorted down the main stairs to the front steps where a limousine was parked. His bodyguards began to walk Mikhailovich to the car and the limousine driver that was leaning against the car got in. Mikhailovich noticed his aide was walking hurriedly away from the car and no sooner did Mikhailovich try to catch up to his aide when the limousine behind him exploded in a fireball of reddish, deadly flames. Metal and glass flew everywhere as the deadly projectiles ripped through man and clothes like bullets from a gun.

Mikhailovich, knocked over from the explosion, picked himself up and stared directly into the eyes of his frightened aide. Mikhailovich checked himself to make sure he was alright. His clothes were in tatters and he lost most of his hearing from the explosion. But something else caught his attention. He had a strange, salty taste in his mouth. Blood.

“You! You did this.” Mikhailovich’s deadly glance petrified the aide.

As guards came running over to make sure that the premier was alright, Mikhailovich began barking orders in an angry mood.

“Make sure everyone is alright! Make sure you get the fire department over here! And make sure this man never sees daylight again.”

As the aide was being led away he suddenly bolted toward the premier and landed a punch on Mikhailovich’s left cheek before being restrained by bodyguards.

“You’ll never win!!! You’ll never defeat us!!! You’ll never beat us!!! Never! Never! We’ll win in the end. We’ll get you. We know how to do it. You’re going to die yet. Mark my words! You’re gonna die!!!”

“What should we do with him, sir?” asked one of the bodyguards.

“Take him around back and deal with him.”

In two or three minutes seven guards walked out of side entrance, all with assault rifles. Just in hearing range, their voices can be heard while they prepared their victim against one of the walls. Soon, a staccato burst of gunfire erupted from behind the palace.

Mikhailovich stood where he was, motionless staring into nothing. The walls, the trees, and the sudden quiet that had fallen over the grounds entranced him as he began to remember the good days, when everything was a blue sky and the promise of a good future seemed just beyond the horizon. It began to drizzle, and Mikhailovich snapped out of his vision and went back inside the palace, to wash up, do paperwork and go to bed.

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OOC: Monitgnac is a country on the verge of total collapse. Its communist regime is heavily and irreparably corrupt, the economy is in the gutter, the enthusiasm and morale of the people are at an all time low, and the government is ineffective and hopeless.

To understand Mikhailovich’s predicament, you must understand him. He was a firm believer in socialism and communism and took advantage of a communist revolt in the early 1950s to catapult himself into power. Soon, he was a national icon and a model and hero for his citizens.

While everything was great at first and the government seemed to be doing well, the tinge of corruption and gradually declining economy drained the country of its life and once ardent and enthusiastic citizens were replaced by apathetic, uncaring, people in the pit of despair. The ruling communist party no longer cares about the people, and the dream of success is long gone. The government can no longer control the people and itself and is finding that even the simplest revolts are impossible to control and devastating to the government. The army, is ineffective and low morale and the shrinking budget constantly drains the army of any use. The air force and navy is pitifully inadequate and the country finds itself in a dilemma. Novgova, the closest country nearby, is eyeing Monitgnac like a lion with fresh meat and will take advantage of the situation to more or less control the nation.

Thus the country is faced with a dilemma: either keep the ineffective government and live in poverty, or side with the pro-Novgovan rebels and risk losing their livelihood and individuality forever.

The three factions:

Mikhailovich - Head of a weak and unstable government. His intentions may be good, but he neither has control or say in his party nor military matters. He has little or no influence at all and is more or less a figurehead of the government, there to receive blame from the citizens but not sharing credit for any few accomplishments the government does. His intentions, for his survival, and the survival of Monitgnac’s national identity, is to try to preserve the government through a various amount of reforms over a period of years, since going to quickly would too radically upset government power.

Colonel Kolgev - A military leader of great influence, who is widely respected by the soldiers, yet somewhat distances himself from common people and the government. He is a soldier, not a politician, and thus does not have very good experience with the running of a government. His plan is to create a military state and possibly expand outward through conquest.

Rebels - Though lacking a definite leader, they make up for it with numbers and determination. These are mostly working class members or merchants that support a pro-Novgovan stance and thus welcome investment by Novgova, despite the loss of national identity. Since the Novgovan commonwealth is the greatest power nearby, they feel that joining the Novgova commonwealth would strengthen the economy and bring a wave of more democratic/ capitalist reforms. (I’m actually Novgova’s RL friend, but he won’t participate in this RP because he’s busy so it’s just going to be pro-Novgovan rebels and not involve him at all. He said it was alright.)

Each side needs international aid if one is to conquer the other since, all sides check and balance each other and thus need a definitive edge on the other. The government has money and a pool of soldiers, Col. Kolgev has veteran, loyal troops, and the rebels have numbers and determination. Regardless of who wins, the victors would more than likely establish trading with their allies, allow military bases, trade concessions, joint operations, etc.

This a civil war between three factions and depending on who supports who, one side will come out victorious.

OOC: Erm... Here's the map you wanted me to put up for you.

Map of Monitgnac:

http://www.freewebs.com/novgovamaps/Montignac.JPG

OOC: Tag, a good civil war RP (well the makings of one). Since I'm not pro-communist (economically) leaning towards Colonel Kolgev. But not doing anything IC-ly yet.

Thanks.

ooc: tag, looks quite interesting, but with no real way to enter yet, i'll settle for keeping an eye on things... but has great promise

thank you, too.

Is there any suggestions though to make it better? I'm kinda new in NS.

Tag. (Interesting to say the least. Good rp in the making.)

Tag... This will be a good place for the Red Tide Mafia to set up shop.

OOC: Goddamit! Im in 2 civil wars already... and then you come up with this, dammit, DAMMIT! My country isn't actually capable of taking part in this yet, (to be honest, 2 is quite more than enough for me.... :rolleyes: ) but I'll closely follow, as this is one of the best starts I've ever seen. My leader is military man, and he would propably aid that marvellous colonel, when the situation allows him to do so.

"Has anyone seen Sgt. Pskov?"

"Sgt. Pskov?"

The Lieutenant looked around and then crossed his name off the attendence list. He moved up and down the line of soldiers, carefully avoiding the slimy, oozing mud puddles that were all around the camp's parade ground.

"Corporal Dederov?"

He crossed another name off the list.

"Sgt. Rudka?"

A random soldier yelled. "He's sick and he went home sir!"

Another name off the list.

"Lieutenant! Lieutenant Dominiski!" The Lieutenant's superior called him over. "How many?"

The Lieutenant looked down at the greyish-brown mud and sighed.

"Fourty-one out of one hundred and ten men showed up, sir. Eleven could not show up because they were sick, three showed up drunk and were arrested, and the rest are unaccounted for."

His superior, also a Lieutenant, put his hand on his forehead and looked up into the pale, overcast sky.

"What are we going to do? Damn," he sighed too. "I'll have to phone headquarters, give them a list of the men absent."

He walked over to a wooden shack that was used for a field office. Inside, the shack had a dank, moldy smell and the lighting, a single lightbulb that hung from the ceiling, gave only a small amount of light. He fumbled through piles of messy, unstacked paper and finally uncovered a black telephone.

"Hello? I have a list of the absentees."

A depressing, low, and languid voice answered.

"How many men showed up?"

"Sir, don't you need to know what men are missing?"

There was a long pause.

"How many?"

"Forty-one men showed up ready for duty."

"Out of?"

The Lieutenant hesitated to answer the question. Again the voice repeated itself. "Out of?"

The Lieutenant reluctantly gave in. "A hundred and ten men, sir."

"Good god!"

The Lieutenant reached for a cigarette package that he had found on the desk.

"Alright, thank you." the voice hung up.

The voice was no other than a major who compiled the attendence from all the bases and camps.

"Major, how many troops?" It was General Marco himself.

"We just reached 14,000 men. Two bases reported finding men on the roster that didn't exist, and arrested the base leaders for pocketing the money for those troops. One camp reported in seventeen out of seventy-two and the camp I just got off the phone with had just forty-one men, when it should have probably double or even triple that amount."

"I have no idea what Mikhailovich is thinking. We don't have enough men to put down the rebellion. We need help!" the general pounded his fist on his wooden desk.

"I'll see if I can request foreign aid, but it'll have to clear the party first."

"Make it so, major." The major telephoned to party headquarters, who after an hour long debate, gave into the request.

Official Monitgnac Statement

On behalf of Premier Mikhailovich, I formally request aid on behalf of the Monitgnac government to the international community, to help us rid the country of rebels and scoundrels who threaten the very security and stability of our wonderful country.

We ask for whatever assistance generous countries can give to us to help us rid our country of these terrorists, thugs, and rebels that are infesting our beautiful land and infecting the people with lies and empty promises.

We thank you for your consideration.

Sincerely,

General Marco

OOC: Ya know what, I'm gonna support the actual government of Monitgnac, far more profit in an country that is indebted to us than a military state led by a turncoat.

IC:

We of the Mikosolf Corporation would be glad to help you in your rightful endevors to re-secure power and peace within your nation. We only that that you remeber us later when peace presides in matters such as commerce.

Signed,
Director of Foreign Affairs Nidia Aislinn, Mikosolf Corporation

Her flashlight's beam cut through the darkness as she scanned back and forth with the titanium device, squeezing it nervously in her hand. The shadowy form of a handgun was gripped tightly in her other hand as she advanced, slowly but silently, through the crate filled warehouse. Her objective was near - she could feel it, sense its presence. Her team had already been shot or captured by the enemy - she was on her own, alone amongst who knew how many foes.

She paused, falling into a crouch and snapping off her flashlight as she heard something like a footstep to the left of her. She strained her eyes to see in the near absolute darkness and her heartbeat quickened as her senses sharpened.

There's someone there she thought to herself as she heard the sound of someone's foot brush against the ground. Over there!

She could see the outline of someone, standing up and not trying paticularly hard to disguise himself. She raised her gun and fired, allowing the gun's brief muzzle flashes to illuminate her features.

The suprise was evident on her face as her gunfire did nothing to the man, but quickly turned to horror as an alarm siren sounded overhead. The sounds of combat boots pounding on the steel floor came from throughout the warehouse. The lights came to life to reveal the 'man' at whom she'd fired upon to be nothing but a plastic dummy. A large, muscular man clad entirely in black and carrying a shotgun emerged from a doorway to the woman's right. He fell to the floor with crimson red flowing from his temple as the woman's gun coughed quietly and it's lethal wielder cursed softly. More and more men clad in black body armour streamed into the room. The woman, although she fought against her foes, had no real chance as she too was forced to the ground, her body practically covered in red.

A man clad in a white lab jacket emerged from behind the black-armoured men, a slightly amused look on his face.

"You shouldn't have fired that fast, Miss Moynahan. Our plastic friend here's only purpose was to get over-eager agents like yourself detected."

The man's words, spoken with good enough humor, were met with only silence from the woman as she rose to a stand in her throughly red coated infiltration suit.

"I didn't expect him." she said, disapointed. She looked down at her body as she examined the extent to which she'd been 'shot' with red marker rounds.

"Oh, no one else has so far." replied the man cheerily. "The plastic alarm dummy is something we at Training Tools Development came up with on the weekend - thus far, nearly every agent to have taken this exercise has indeed shot him, and thus set off all of the alarms. It's a shame really - you spooks all go through the trouble of picking the locks, disabling the IR sensors, and deflecting the security lasers into a feedback loop, only to be detected when you make the choice yourself to shoot at a plastic doll with a noisemaking device and a simple wireless uplink."

The woman gave the man a withering stare as he chuckled softly to himself.

"Come now, don't worry." the man said, still in a cheery tone. "I'm sure this won't affect your performance grade at all. Infact, judging by the looks of the gentlemen who have just entered the doors behind you, I'd say that you've done well enough to warrant them wanting you on another field deployment."

The woman looked behind her and saw that indeed, a pair of men dressed in sharp black suits had entered the mock 'warehouse', and were coming right at her.

"Special Agent Jane Moyahan?" one of them asked, politely ignoring the red all over her body.

The woman, Jane Moyahan, nodded.

"Come with us." said the other man. "You've been selected to lead a field operation to Monitgnac."

Great, thought Jane to herself as the men led her out of the training facility. Where and what the hell is Monitgnac, and why am I being sent there?


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Official Diplomatic Communique to the Government of Monitgnac

The Democratic Colonies, while concerned about the current lack of stability in your nation, does not feel that it has enough information to warrant any significant move to assist your government at this time. We are also quite concerned by the data that the United Nations has on file regarding your nation.

However, in an effort to learn more about your government and your nation and determine if aid would be appropiate, the Colonial Government hereby requests permission to send a unit of twenty agents of our Democratic Colonies Intelligence Service (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/JC_Denton/NationStates/afcd5bbd.jpg) to your nation to evaluate the situation and if possible, meet members of your government to better assess the situation.

Your nation is clearly in need of assistance, and the Colonial Government feels that if it could be arranged, person-to-person talks with Monitgnac Government representatives and a first hand look at conditions by DCIS agents would be of use in determining what aid, if any, would be appropiate from the Democratic Colonies.

- Secretary Stephanie March (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/JC_Denton/NationStates/March01.jpg), Colonial Department of Foreign Affairs (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/JC_Denton/NationStates/5d220204.jpg)

Dyelli Beybi was best descibed as "large and meddlesome", particularly when it came to spreading International Socialism. The Government, of course, flat out denied it had any part in this activity. Monitgnac was the latest country to excite the Cheka's (Dyelli Beybi's omnipresent security service) notice. Obviously something needed to be done to ensure that the Government stayed in power, or, it was theorised, International Socialism would be taking a blow...

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From: Benjia House, Cheka HQ, Cyro
To: The Offices of Premier Mikhailovich
Subject: Aid
Dyelli Beybi is in a position to offer aid of one form or another to your Nation. We are not, however, in a position to immediately say what form that aid might take. As such the Cheka wishes to ask permission to send a liason officer to assess the situation and submit a report to the Provincial Government in Cyro.
Regards,
Commisaar Dzerzhinsky

Captain Cartwright aboard the Slice-Class destroyer, JSS-Zulu: "Sir orders recieved we are to make contact with the rebels and arange an alliance. Yes sir I will inform them" Hanging up the Commsat reciver and grumbling to himself, "Here I am exending the olive branch a leaderless rebel band who could barely fight its way out of wet paper bag. But orders are orders, so whatever."

Reaching for the intercom, he radioed the deck officer: "Lutenent, you are to make contact with the rebels on the mainland and await further instructions." Without waiting for the reply, he radioed back to the conselation-class dreadnaught, JSS-Interdiction. "Sir order executed, awaiting further instructions."
Commandre Humbolt, commanding officer of the Interdiction: "You to hold position and wait for the first fleet to arive, they will provied logistical support for the time being. If increaced interdiction is necessary, the first stealth fleet or the fourth fleet will provide additional support. Once communications have been established, inform your contact that we will be willing to provide wepons, tanks, and logistical support. That sould be enough to win thier confidence. If they dont care about those affected, we are prepared to bring in the JSS-Coral Snake and fire off a barrage of anthrax equiped tridents."

The looming hulk of a man stood staring out the cargo door of a PT-109 transport plane. He was Colonel Ivan Forionovich of the 92nd Paramilitary Division from The United Socialist States of Philanchez. A war hero and 22 year veteran he was well qualified to take up the task given to him.

He was to lead an elite group of Paramilitary soldiers in a operation to help the Colonel Kolgev, formerly of Monitgnac, in setting up a new government in place of the current corrupt disgrace of Communist led country.

He was with 200 other men flying in on 10 PT-109's. each man was armed to the teeth. 100 men were armed with Model 3 sub-machine guns, a .45 ACP M2001, a combat knife , and 10 grenades. 50 men were armed with .50 calibre HMG-1999 heavy machine guns, a .45 ACP M2001, a combat knife, and extra ammunition. 50 were armed with a .55 calibre M-00 Sniper Rifle, a .45 ACP M2001, and 15 grenades.

These well armed and well trained men were to engage in guerilla tactics. they were to disrupt troop movements, assassinate High Officers, and disrupt supply lines. Then suddenly the green light flashed and simultaneously 200 men fell from the sky over New Market.

It had begun.

ooc:Mind you the government does not formally acknowledge troops helping the colonel and only express sympathy for him.

Top Secret Message From the Red Tide Mafia to Colonel Kolgev
"We represent... the discreet supply buisness in the nation of Red Tide and many conflicts around the world. You see, people need stuff-weapons, transportation, food, clothes-which, in the situations that they are in, they cannot obtain by the conventional market. You are in one of those situations, according to our information you are still using the T-54 Main Battle Tanks... BAH! Those date back to the 50s! We can provide you with the T-64 Main Battle Tank. Designed in the early 70s, the T-64 is the first Soviet tank to sport the famous 125mm smoothbore tank gun. Our price is 2 million USD per tank.

We also offer you the AK-74, also designed in the 70s, this assualt rifle has a slight advantage over the AK-47 in terms of range, firepower, and Rate of Fire. Its main advantage is that it uses 5.52mm ammunition, which is lighter. We offer this for 700 USD per rifle. Please contact us now if you want more weapons and information. We are currently conducting 'operations' to acquire even better equipment then listed above. Please contact us sometime in the next several months for them. Thank you."
End Message

After regrouping Colonel Forionovich took a count of his soldiers. He was only missing one man who had been strangled when he landed in a tree. After re-briefing his troops he began a march to New Market to find Colonel Kolgev.

As they reached the city they noticed armored patrols and went to present themselves as allies to the Colonel. When they reached the perimeter they were halted by a Sgt. He told them that he would take them to see Colonel Kolgev and that he was sure he would be happy that he had allies.
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Encrypted Message from: Mikhail al'Pinist to: Colonel Kolgev
The United Socialist States of Philanchez sympathize with you and have sent 200 men led by Colonel Ivan Forionovich to assisst you in your war against the corrupt Monitgnac government. We hope that our specialty, snipers, will be especially useful in assassinateing troublesome Officers and Politicians.

OOC: Ya know what, I'm gonna support the actual government of Monitgnac, far more profit in an country that is indebted to us than a military state led by a turncoat.

IC:

We of the Mikosolf Corporation would be glad to help you in your rightful endevors to re-secure power and peace within your nation. We only that that you remeber us later when peace presides in matters such as commerce.

Signed,
Director of Foreign Affairs Nidia Aislinn, Mikosolf Corporation

Official Communique

From: Premier Mikhailovich
To: Director of Foreign Affairs Nidia Aislinn, Mikosolf Corporation

We thank you for your help, As many people know, Monitgnac is in a serious crisis and needs international help. We apreciate all assistence in rdding the country of the terrorists.

Her flashlight's beam cut through the darkness as she scanned back and forth with the titanium device, squeezing it nervously in her hand. The shadowy form of a handgun was gripped tightly in her other hand as she advanced, slowly but silently, through the crate filled warehouse. Her objective was near - she could feel it, sense its presence. Her team had already been shot or captured by the enemy - she was on her own, alone amongst who knew how many foes.

She paused, falling into a crouch and snapping off her flashlight as she heard something like a footstep to the left of her. She strained her eyes to see in the near absolute darkness and her heartbeat quickened as her senses sharpened.

There's someone there she thought to herself as she heard the sound of someone's foot brush against the ground. Over there!

She could see the outline of someone, standing up and not trying paticularly hard to disguise himself. She raised her gun and fired, allowing the gun's brief muzzle flashes to illuminate her features.

The suprise was evident on her face as her gunfire did nothing to the man, but quickly turned to horror as an alarm siren sounded overhead. The sounds of combat boots pounding on the steel floor came from throughout the warehouse. The lights came to life to reveal the 'man' at whom she'd fired upon to be nothing but a plastic dummy. A large, muscular man clad entirely in black and carrying a shotgun emerged from a doorway to the woman's right. He fell to the floor with crimson red flowing from his temple as the woman's gun coughed quietly and it's lethal wielder cursed softly. More and more men clad in black body armour streamed into the room. The woman, although she fought against her foes, had no real chance as she too was forced to the ground, her body practically covered in red.

A man clad in a white lab jacket emerged from behind the black-armoured men, a slightly amused look on his face.

"You shouldn't have fired that fast, Miss Moynahan. Our plastic friend here's only purpose was to get over-eager agents like yourself detected."

The man's words, spoken with good enough humor, were met with only silence from the woman as she rose to a stand in her throughly red coated infiltration suit.

"I didn't expect him." she said, disapointed. She looked down at her body as she examined the extent to which she'd been 'shot' with red marker rounds.

"Oh, no one else has so far." replied the man cheerily. "The plastic alarm dummy is something we at Training Tools Development came up with on the weekend - thus far, nearly every agent to have taken this exercise has indeed shot him, and thus set off all of the alarms. It's a shame really - you spooks all go through the trouble of picking the locks, disabling the IR sensors, and deflecting the security lasers into a feedback loop, only to be detected when you make the choice yourself to shoot at a plastic doll with a noisemaking device and a simple wireless uplink."

The woman gave the man a withering stare as he chuckled softly to himself.

"Come now, don't worry." the man said, still in a cheery tone. "I'm sure this won't affect your performance grade at all. Infact, judging by the looks of the gentlemen who have just entered the doors behind you, I'd say that you've done well enough to warrant them wanting you on another field deployment."

The woman looked behind her and saw that indeed, a pair of men dressed in sharp black suits had entered the mock 'warehouse', and were coming right at her.

"Special Agent Jane Moyahan?" one of them asked, politely ignoring the red all over her body.

The woman, Jane Moyahan, nodded.

"Come with us." said the other man. "You've been selected to lead a field operation to Monitgnac."

Great, thought Jane to herself as the men led her out of the training facility. Where and what the hell is Monitgnac, and why am I being sent there?


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Official Diplomatic Communique to the Government of Monitgnac

The Democratic Colonies, while concerned about the current lack of stability in your nation, does not feel that it has enough information to warrant any significant move to assist your government at this time. We are also quite concerned by the data that the United Nations has on file regarding your nation.

However, in an effort to learn more about your government and your nation and determine if aid would be appropiate, the Colonial Government hereby requests permission to send a unit of twenty agents of our Democratic Colonies Intelligence Service (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/JC_Denton/NationStates/afcd5bbd.jpg) to your nation to evaluate the situation and if possible, meet members of your government to better assess the situation.

Your nation is clearly in need of assistance, and the Colonial Government feels that if it could be arranged, person-to-person talks with Monitgnac Government representatives and a first hand look at conditions by DCIS agents would be of use in determining what aid, if any, would be appropiate from the Democratic Colonies.

- Secretary Stephanie March (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/JC_Denton/NationStates/March01.jpg), Colonial Department of Foreign Affairs (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/JC_Denton/NationStates/5d220204.jpg)

Official Communique

From: Premier Mikhailovich
To: Democratic Colonies Intelligence Service

Although we are a communist nation, we would like to meet with your agents and talk. It is well known the democratic and communist nations do not typically get along well, but even so, one could understand the importance of keeping this government afloat, if not for the government than for the people themselves, as the turbulence from a collapsing government whould mean chaos, death, and destruction. I personally do not want to see our daughters raped, our sons murdered or killed, our businesses destroyed and my people ruined, and therefore I personally appeal to your government in getting aid to help stablize the situation.

In the future, when the government is stable, then possibly I might be able to open the government up to reform, but currently it is in no position to do anything.

Her flashlight's beam cut through the darkness as she scanned back and forth with the titanium device, squeezing it nervously in her hand. The shadowy form of a handgun was gripped tightly in her other hand as she advanced, slowly but silently, through the crate filled warehouse. Her objective was near - she could feel it, sense its presence. Her team had already been shot or captured by the enemy - she was on her own, alone amongst who knew how many foes.

She paused, falling into a crouch and snapping off her flashlight as she heard something like a footstep to the left of her. She strained her eyes to see in the near absolute darkness and her heartbeat quickened as her senses sharpened.

There's someone there she thought to herself as she heard the sound of someone's foot brush against the ground. Over there!

She could see the outline of someone, standing up and not trying paticularly hard to disguise himself. She raised her gun and fired, allowing the gun's brief muzzle flashes to illuminate her features.

The suprise was evident on her face as her gunfire did nothing to the man, but quickly turned to horror as an alarm siren sounded overhead. The sounds of combat boots pounding on the steel floor came from throughout the warehouse. The lights came to life to reveal the 'man' at whom she'd fired upon to be nothing but a plastic dummy. A large, muscular man clad entirely in black and carrying a shotgun emerged from a doorway to the woman's right. He fell to the floor with crimson red flowing from his temple as the woman's gun coughed quietly and it's lethal wielder cursed softly. More and more men clad in black body armour streamed into the room. The woman, although she fought against her foes, had no real chance as she too was forced to the ground, her body practically covered in red.

A man clad in a white lab jacket emerged from behind the black-armoured men, a slightly amused look on his face.

"You shouldn't have fired that fast, Miss Moynahan. Our plastic friend here's only purpose was to get over-eager agents like yourself detected."

The man's words, spoken with good enough humor, were met with only silence from the woman as she rose to a stand in her throughly red coated infiltration suit.

"I didn't expect him." she said, disapointed. She looked down at her body as she examined the extent to which she'd been 'shot' with red marker rounds.

"Oh, no one else has so far." replied the man cheerily. "The plastic alarm dummy is something we at Training Tools Development came up with on the weekend - thus far, nearly every agent to have taken this exercise has indeed shot him, and thus set off all of the alarms. It's a shame really - you spooks all go through the trouble of picking the locks, disabling the IR sensors, and deflecting the security lasers into a feedback loop, only to be detected when you make the choice yourself to shoot at a plastic doll with a noisemaking device and a simple wireless uplink."

The woman gave the man a withering stare as he chuckled softly to himself.

"Come now, don't worry." the man said, still in a cheery tone. "I'm sure this won't affect your performance grade at all. Infact, judging by the looks of the gentlemen who have just entered the doors behind you, I'd say that you've done well enough to warrant them wanting you on another field deployment."

The woman looked behind her and saw that indeed, a pair of men dressed in sharp black suits had entered the mock 'warehouse', and were coming right at her.

"Special Agent Jane Moyahan?" one of them asked, politely ignoring the red all over her body.

The woman, Jane Moyahan, nodded.

"Come with us." said the other man. "You've been selected to lead a field operation to Monitgnac."

Great, thought Jane to herself as the men led her out of the training facility. Where and what the hell is Monitgnac, and why am I being sent there?


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Official Diplomatic Communique to the Government of Monitgnac

The Democratic Colonies, while concerned about the current lack of stability in your nation, does not feel that it has enough information to warrant any significant move to assist your government at this time. We are also quite concerned by the data that the United Nations has on file regarding your nation.

However, in an effort to learn more about your government and your nation and determine if aid would be appropiate, the Colonial Government hereby requests permission to send a unit of twenty agents of our Democratic Colonies Intelligence Service (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/JC_Denton/NationStates/afcd5bbd.jpg) to your nation to evaluate the situation and if possible, meet members of your government to better assess the situation.

Your nation is clearly in need of assistance, and the Colonial Government feels that if it could be arranged, person-to-person talks with Monitgnac Government representatives and a first hand look at conditions by DCIS agents would be of use in determining what aid, if any, would be appropiate from the Democratic Colonies.

- Secretary Stephanie March (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/JC_Denton/NationStates/March01.jpg), Colonial Department of Foreign Affairs (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/JC_Denton/NationStates/5d220204.jpg)

Official Communique

From: Premier Mikhailovich
To: Democratic Colonies Intelligence Service

Although we are a communist nation, we would like to meet with your agents and talk. It is well known the democratic and communist nations do not typically get along well, but even so, one could understand the importance of keeping this government afloat, if not for the government than for the people themselves, as the turbulence from a collapsing government whould mean chaos, death, and destruction. I personally do not want to see our daughters raped, our sons murdered or killed, our businesses destroyed and my people ruined, and therefore I personally appeal to your government in getting aid to help stablize the situation.

In the future, when the government is stable, then possibly I might be able to open the government up to reform, but currently it is in no position to do anything. Therefore, once again, I appeal to your country for aid and appreciate any help you can give us.

From: Benjia House, Cheka HQ, Cyro
To: The Offices of Premier Mikhailovich
Subject: Aid
Dyelli Beybi is in a position to offer aid of one form or another to your Nation. We are not, however, in a position to immediately say what form that aid might take. As such the Cheka wishes to ask permission to send a liason officer to assess the situation and submit a report to the Provincial Government in Cyro.
Regards,
Commisaar Dzerzhinsky

Official Communique

From: Premier Mikhailovich
To: Benjia House, Cheka HQ, Cyro

We appreciate any and all aid available to be sent no matter how little your government wants to give. We need all the help we can get, and from sucha prestigious country as your own with a similar government, we hope you would be able to help. We welcome your liason officer with open arms and wish to hear from you again.

After regrouping Colonel Forionovich took a count of his soldiers. He was only missing one man who had been strangled when he landed in a tree. After re-briefing his troops he began a march to New Market to find Colonel Kolgev.

As they reached the city they noticed armored patrols and went to present themselves as allies to the Colonel. When they reached the perimeter they were halted by a Sgt. He told them that he would take them to see Colonel Kolgev and that he was sure he would be happy that he had allies.
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Encrypted Message from: Mikhail al'Pinist to: Colonel Kolgev
The United Socialist States of Philanchez sympathize with you and have sent 200 men led by Colonel Ivan Forionovich to assisst you in your war against the corrupt Monitgnac government. We hope that our specialty, snipers, will be especially useful in assassinateing troublesome Officers and Politicians.

Colonel Kolgev walked down a row of soldiers lined up in a barracks. He was merely looking at the condition of his men. Such men were the best Monitgnac had to offer. He had made sure himself, and had weeded out any weaklings among them via transfers and arrests.

"Colonel Kolgev, I salute you!" shouted one soldier. They were supposed to be at attention, but that didn't stop the random outbursts.

"Kolgev! Kol-gev! Kol-gev! Kol-gev! Kol-gev! Kol-gev! Kol-gev!..." The shouts became infectous and soon the whole barracks was chanting his name out loud, their fists pumped firmly into the air as the crowd grew intense.

"Silence."

Colonel Kolgev did not need to shout to get their attention. His respect was so great they instantly talked when he began to.

"Today, we have visitors. Today we have friends. Welcome them as you would family."

He brought up Colonel Forionovich, who was led here by the Sergeant.

"We welcome our fellow brothers in arms. Colonel Forionovich, we salute you." Colonel Kolgev offered a handshake to Colonel Forionovich.

"We will fight the corrupt regime that has crippled our lives. Long live the new Monitgnac!"

The corwd reacted jubilantly. "Long live Kolgev!"

From: Commisaar Felix Dzerzhinsky, Benjia House, Cyro
To: Premier Mikhailovich
Subject: Aid

With your permission of course, we would like to send an observer in as soon as possible. Preliminary discussions in Parliament suggest we will be able to provide at the very least a paramilitary prescence.

In any case, their decision will be mostly based on the report our Agent sends out as to exactly what is needed to shore up your regime. We are ready, with your permission to send out an agent with the next available flight, all we require first is a good description of which areas of the country are under rebel control and a reccomended safe flight plan.

Regards,

Commisaar Dzerzhinsky

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It was the truth, Dzerzhinsky had a Commisaar lined up to drop into Montignac at a moment's notice. Patricia Davies, Dzerzhinsky was a cynical old rat and tended to recruit young women to his more visible subdivisions on the grounds that they could "communicate better".

Dzerzhinsky wasn't a particularly big fan of Davies, (feeling she was a little incompetent), but she'd managed to survive in situations she really ought not to in the past, and he wasn't certain how bad Montignac was going to turn out to be, (certainly it was too bad to send an agent he actually valued).

From: Commisaar Felix Dzerzhinsky, Benjia House, Cyro
To: Premier Mikhailovich
Subject: Aid

With your permission of course, we would like to send an observer in as soon as possible. Preliminary discussions in Parliament suggest we will be able to provide at the very least a paramilitary prescence.

In any case, their decision will be mostly based on the report our Agent sends out as to exactly what is needed to shore up your regime. We are ready, with your permission to send out an agent with the next available flight, all we require first is a good description of which areas of the country are under rebel control and a reccomended safe flight plan.

Regards,

Commisaar Dzerzhinsky

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It was the truth, Dzerzhinsky had a Commisaar lined up to drop into Montignac at a moment's notice. Patricia Davies, Dzerzhinsky was a cynical old rat and tended to recruit young women to his more visible subdivisions on the grounds that they could "communicate better".

Dzerzhinsky wasn't a particularly big fan of Davies, (feeling she was a little incompetent), but she'd managed to survive in situations she really ought not to in the past, and he wasn't certain how bad Montignac was going to turn out to be, (certainly it was too bad to send an agent he actually valued).

OOC: Sorry it took so long to answer, several unexpected things came up.

IC:
Official Communique

From: Premier Mikhailovich
To: Commisaar Felix Dzerzhinsky, Benjia House, Cyro

We will welcome your agent into our country and will treat them with the best respect possible. We alos, welcome any additianl aid on behalf of your government as, for the moment, we are not very capable of producing oursleves.

50 miles north of New Market

500 troops, followed by 100 T54/55 and 20 T-72s carefully made their way down National Highway 1. Normally, such a highway would have traffic, but since no traffic was allowed out of New Market, the highway was an eerie, calm stretch of road that reflected the heat from the early morning sun.

It was a warm early summer day, humid, and as the big ball rose up from beyond the horizon, the heat became hotter. Some of the troops walked in the shade from trees along the highway, others put cloth over their heads and under their helmets to protect from the sun's rays. The tank crews closed their hatches to keep in the cool air that had entered their tanks from the last night, although tanks being notoriously hot, they would soon have to open their tanks' hatches again. At least there was a breeze, a calm one, but still a breeze nonetheless. It made the temperature bearable, at least for the moment.

Kolgev's men in the bushes were even more comfortable. In addition to being cool and well-rested, they had a perfect target in their sights. All they had to do was fire. A World War II-era M3 tracked vehicle roared out from behind the bushes. It acted quickly and with its cannon disabled one T-55 by chewing up its tracks and then concentrated its fire on the troops while the other tanks were quickly bottlenecked by the disabled T-55. The disabled T-55 while not moving, still had a powered turret, and made quick work of the M3 and its supporting troops in the nearby forest.

The other tanks made it around the disabled tank and continued. RPG soldiers in the forest, destroyed one T-55 and disabled another, while another T-55 trying to escape the carnage fell into a ravine on one side of the highway. Other T-55s shot randomly in the forest, blowing trees to splinters and ocassionally hitting a few men and pinning down others.

Several of Kolgev's troops came running down the highway expecting to make a lightning raid and destroy some tanks and massacre troops in the confusion. However, the Monitgnac troops were saved by their own ill-training. They often tended to fire low of their target, so even though many didn't hit their target, their bullets richocheted off the pavement and killed many of Kolgev's troops, forcing them to retreat. It was the end of any conflicts for the day, and the force continued after some delay to a suburb of New Market, Hendersburg, seizing the unoccupied town.

Casualties since the start of the conflict:

Monitgnac

Infantry
19 troops killed
8 troops injured
5 Tank crew killed
2 tank crew injured

Armor
1 Destroyed T-55
2 Disabled T-55s

Colonel Kolgev

Infantry
37 troops killed
? troops injured
3 APC crew killed

Armor
1 M3 APC Destroyed

Rebels

Infantry
8 known killed (border conflicts with Kolgev's men)
? injured

Armor
?

From: Kollin Arctep, CEO of DAAC, Ducal Advisor in Lishtan
To: Premier Mikhailovich
Subject: Aid

I have heard of your plight and may be of assistance. With your permission, an official observer from the Region of Merthnonn will be dispatched to evaluate the situation in your nation. Meanwhile, I can offer you a contigent of 100 highly trained soldiers from New Emartia (Lishtan's Ally) to act as bodyguards, given the mediocre reports we have recieved of your own. I would send Lishtani soldiers, but we have no standing army of our own.

Best of Luck,
Kollin Arctep, Ducal Military advisor.

From: The Reich of Socialist Prussians
To: Premier Mikhailovich
Subject: Aid

We of the Reich of Socialist Prussians would like to help our comrades in Monitgnac. As aid, we will send:

The Socialist Prussian Second Corps (transported by Transport group Romeo), the 3rd Air Wing, and our Northern Fleet.

If you choose to accept our aid, we will send them over as soon as we get confirmation.


Gustav Zieradt - Premier of the Reich of Socialist Prussians
Diakon Goetzke - Head of Defense for the Reich of Socialist Prussians Defense Department
Aba Hawerbek - Advisor for Foreign Policy and Diplomacy to the Premier

The trio of massive transport ships slid through the water towards Monitgnac, loaded with two infantry division, two-hundred fifty MBTs, four-hundred LBT, and two-hundred motorized artillary pieces. Their destroyer escorts ever-vigilent despite the fact that the seas were still those of Monitgnac, an not controlled by rebels or rouge military forces.

The radio call went out towards the city of Port Nuageux, "Port, this is Mikosolf Battle group Sierra Fife Niner, requesting permission to dock."

(OOC) No sweat. I fully understand that NS isn't your top priority, we all have lives to attend to.

Dyelli Beybi was a democracy, and as such suffered from the usual problem of the Government dragging it's heels over issues which may make it unpopular... such as Monitgnac, but eventually it did manage to get it's act together and get a Government jet winging it's way into the country with destination Monitgnac city. It wasn't long before the pilot was requesting somewhere to put the jet down...

This is Flight Delta-Bravo-Charlie-2-0-3-8 requesting a runway. Over.

Onboard was a Commisaar named Davies, who, rather than feeling any particular sense of duty or concern for the country she was visiting, was wondering what the hell she'd managed to get herself roped into this time.

I'd like to join, but is there any chance of having an idealist, democratic group of rebels who want to remain a sovereign state? I would support them.

Otherwise, I would support the rebels.

BTW, will there be an IC thread?

OOC: Novgova, I know I said I was busy but you DIDN"T HAVE TO ANSWER MY OWN THREAD. I was just kidding before. I didn't really want you to.

OOC: Sorry.

From: The Reich of Socialist Prussians
To: Premier Mikhailovich
Subject: Aid

We of the Reich of Socialist Prussians would like to help our comrades in Monitgnac. As aid, we will send:

The Socialist Prussian Second Corps (transported by Transport group Romeo), the 3rd Air Wing, and our Northern Fleet.

If you choose to accept our aid, we will send them over as soon as we get confirmation.


Gustav Zieradt - Premier of the Reich of Socialist Prussians
Diakon Goetzke - Head of Defense for the Reich of Socialist Prussians Defense Department
Aba Hawerbek - Advisor for Foreign Policy and Diplomacy to the Premier

Official Communique

From: Premier Mikhailovich
To: Gustav Zieradt - Premier of the Reich of Socialist Prussians, Diakon Goetzke - Head of Defense for the Reich of Socialist Prussians Defense Department, Aba Hawerbek - Advisor for Foreign Policy and Diplomacy to the Premier

Your forces are very much welcome in Monitgnac. Your northern fleet should come through to Port Nuageux, and your airborne forces should come to Monitgnac Internaional Airport, due to the sorry state of our air force and bases, which cannot service any plane at the moment. We welcome your aid and we are greatful for your gratitude.

We thank you for your generosity and we hope you continue to help us.

Official Communique

From: Premier Mikhailovich
To: Kollin Arctep, CEO of DAAC, Ducal Advisor in Lishtan

Your bodyguards will be much appreciated. Your observer will be welcome to stay at a hotel in Monitgnac, our capital.

We thank for your generosity and you have our utmost gratitude.

OOC: Sorry.

It's alright. Hey if you check this before you go, I'll see you later, right?

The three helicopters flew in formation towards the capital of Monitgnac. On board, 100 of New Emartia's finest troops waited, ready to begin their mission of protecting Premier Mikhailovich from assisination attepmts. They were patient, and waited in silence as the lead pilot radioed "We are now entering Monitgnac territory. ETA at capital three hours."
Two more hours passed without a sound save the whir of the helicopter blades above. When the pilot announced one hour to the capital, the woman sitting beside the commanded of the troops in the lead helicopter turned to him and began issuing instructions. "Once we've set down, head directly to the premier's residence. Assign a guard of at least ten to the premier: the rest of you begin preparations to fortify the palace. The rebels are gaining strength; I wouldn't put a direct attack beyond them. And don't forget about the colonel."
No sooner were the words out of her mouth than an explosion rocked the helicopter. "Evasive manouvres!" she ordered the pilot. The helicopter veered sideways as another rocket flew by. "Where are they comming from!" she demanded before breaking into a round of violent swearing.
The helicopters continued to dodge the rockets, but it was only a matter of time before one connected. "There!" one soldier yelled, indicating a point under the cover of trees. Sure enough, a rocket flew out and missed the helicopter by inches.
"Get them!" The woman, Sarah Kimberly (officially a countess) ordered. The helicopter flew lower, as rockets continued. The door was opened and the Commander, taking a RPG laucher from the cargo. Taking careful note of where the next rocket emerged, he fired without hesitation. The explosion shook the trees and leaves flew off the braches.
"Full speed to the capital!" Kimberly ordered, "before any others can get organized!" The helicopters flew as fast as they could towards the capital, and no more rockets were fired.
The helicopters set down an hour later outside the capital. The troops began to unload the supplies, and the Countess began issuing new orders to the commander. "This attack on us is a declaration of war. Your orders are changed. Issue the detail to protect the Premier, and continue to prepare the palace. But send the main portion of the troops to secure an HQ— you know what we need. And tell the premier I will see him at his earliest convenience. She headed off into the city, leaving the troops to unload.
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The full compliment of 100 solidiers walked in formation to the front gate of the palace. The guards barely registered their approach. "Soldier!" demanded the Commander of the nearest guard. "I am Colonel Mattew Ramuis, of the New Emartian First Army Division. Go tell the Premier that we have arrived."
The guard truged away to inform the Premier. "Unprofessional Idoit," the colonel spat after the soldier had disappeared iside. "Alright, men," he said, turning to his troops. "You ten stay here with me. The rest of you head back to that abandoned warehouse we passed back there, and begin setting up. That'll be our headquarters."
The soldiers saluted and began marching back the way they had come.
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Top Secret Official Observers Report
From Countess Sarah Kimberly to Kollin Arctep
The situation has changed. The convoy was attacked on route to the capital by unknown forces. As per procedure, this qualifies for immediate intervention to protect our own intrests. This is now a class II situation. Request further instructions.

OOC: Hey Monitgnac, don't know if you missed my last post, but I've decided to forge on anyway. Just tell me to rewind if you think I'm godmoding at all. I'm just worried I'm getting a wee bit left behind in all this.

The Dyellian jet landed. There was something about it that said it was the kind of jet that could fly through and sand storm and not require all it's engine parts to be replaced. It was battered and looked in serious need of painting, but at the same time looked like it would stay in the air under nearly any circumstances.

The people who got off, all three of them, looked well presented though, in stark contrast to their jet. They were all fairly short Caucasians, slenderly built with uniform black hair and dark brown eyes. Two looked like some kind of police/military, wearing dark green uniforms with flak jackets. One carried some kind of unusual looking shotgun, while the other had a submachine gun. The badges on the shoulder labelled them 'AOS', whatever that was supposed to stand for. There were no rank insignia, only warrant numbers.

The third was a woman, probably 20-something, and quite attractive... in a short sort of way. Her uniform was different; it was field grey for a start, with blue trimmings especially around the peaked cap. She was wearing a great coat, and obviously feeling the cold. This was because, as anyone who had ever visited Dyelli Beybi would not fail to notice, Dyelli Beybi was (in the nicest possible words), bloody boiling. She was sporting rank insignia... two silver diamond shaped pips. She was of course the Commisaar who was supposed to be finding out how much Dyelli Beybi would need to do in order to prop up the Monitgnac Government...

Right now she was wondering whether the Government was going to send any officials to meet her, or whether someone was about to start shooting at her, which was what tended to happen when she got sent into some strange country with pledges of Government support.

OOC: Hey Monitgnac, don't know if you missed my last post, but I've decided to forge on anyway. Just tell me to rewind if you think I'm godmoding at all. I'm just worried I'm getting a wee bit left behind in all this.

The Dyellian jet landed. There was something about it that said it was the kind of jet that could fly through and sand storm and not require all it's engine parts to be replaced. It was battered and looked in serious need of painting, but at the same time looked like it would stay in the air under nearly any circumstances.

The people who got off, all three of them, looked well presented though, in stark contrast to their jet. They were all fairly short Caucasians, slenderly built with uniform black hair and dark brown eyes. Two looked like some kind of police/military, wearing dark green uniforms with flak jackets. One carried some kind of unusual looking shotgun, while the other had a submachine gun. The badges on the shoulder labelled them 'AOS', whatever that was supposed to stand for. There were no rank insignia, only warrant numbers.

The third was a woman, probably 20-something, and quite attractive... in a short sort of way. Her uniform was different; it was field grey for a start, with blue trimmings especially around the peaked cap. She was wearing a great coat, and obviously feeling the cold. This was because, as anyone who had ever visited Dyelli Beybi would not fail to notice, Dyelli Beybi was (in the nicest possible words), bloody boiling. She was sporting rank insignia... two silver diamond shaped pips. She was of course the Commisaar who was supposed to be finding out how much Dyelli Beybi would need to do in order to prop up the Monitgnac Government...

Right now she was wondering whether the Government was going to send any officials to meet her, or whether someone was about to start shooting at her, which was what tended to happen when she got sent into some strange country with pledges of Government support.

OOC: I thought I posted something in response. What you posted is fine, actually perfect. Wow, I thought I posted. I must be going crazy...

IC: A Monitgnac Air Force Lieutenant saluted. He was a tall, fit and an able bodied man, also caucasian (since Monitgnac didn't get many foreign immigrants) with piercing blue eyes that could stare down a rabid bull and win, though this belied the fact that he was a generous, friendly, and likeable person, who was popular with those above and below him in rank.

"Greetings and welcome to Monitgnac. I am your guide and personal assistant while you are here. Since our air force is practicaly non-existant, I am able to be at your side in a moment's notice."

A few army trucks passed by, fully loaded with troops.

"These men get a bit edgy when they see guns, so it is best if you put your weapons away for now. You are safe in the capital, for there has been no fighting yet, though outside the capital you may want to bring them just in case. I cannot garentee your safety outside the capital. There are rebels everywhere."

The Lieutenant led them to an armored SUV, and departed from the airport to a diplomatic hotel, though while not having the best service, was going to be the best in Monitgnac.

"Your rooms are waiting, and your baggage will be collected from the airport and sent here."

The Lieutenant handed over the keys to the SUV.

"Here. I hope you are okay with driving on the right side of the road."

He looked over at the woman, who was wearing a great coat. The Lieutenant on the other hand, being quite used to the weather, which was usually moderate, wore no coat at all, except for his service dress jacket.

"Oh and, nice coat," he said sarcastically. He then left the vehicle and caught a taxi back to his office in the airport.

The three helicopters flew in formation towards the capital of Monitgnac. On board, 100 of New Emartia's finest troops waited, ready to begin their mission of protecting Premier Mikhailovich from assisination attepmts. They were patient, and waited in silence as the lead pilot radioed "We are now entering Monitgnac territory. ETA at capital three hours."
Two more hours passed without a sound save the whir of the helicopter blades above. When the pilot announced one hour to the capital, the woman sitting beside the commanded of the troops in the lead helicopter turned to him and began issuing instructions. "Once we've set down, head directly to the premier's residence. Assign a guard of at least ten to the premier: the rest of you begin preparations to fortify the palace. The rebels are gaining strength; I wouldn't put a direct attack beyond them. And don't forget about the colonel."
No sooner were the words out of her mouth than an explosion rocked the helicopter. "Evasive manouvres!" she ordered the pilot. The helicopter veered sideways as another rocket flew by. "Where are they comming from!" she demanded before breaking into a round of violent swearing.
The helicopters continued to dodge the rockets, but it was only a matter of time before one connected. "There!" one soldier yelled, indicating a point under the cover of trees. Sure enough, a rocket flew out and missed the helicopter by inches.
"Get them!" The woman, Sarah Kimberly (officially a countess) ordered. The helicopter flew lower, as rockets continued. The door was opened and the Commander, taking a RPG laucher from the cargo. Taking careful note of where the next rocket emerged, he fired without hesitation. The explosion shook the trees and leaves flew off the braches.
"Full speed to the capital!" Kimberly ordered, "before any others can get organized!" The helicopters flew as fast as they could towards the capital, and no more rockets were fired.
The helicopters set down an hour later outside the capital. The troops began to unload the supplies, and the Countess began issuing new orders to the commander. "This attack on us is a declaration of war. Your orders are changed. Issue the detail to protect the Premier, and continue to prepare the palace. But send the main portion of the troops to secure an HQ— you know what we need. And tell the premier I will see him at his earliest convenience. She headed off into the city, leaving the troops to unload.
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The full compliment of 100 solidiers walked in formation to the front gate of the palace. The guards barely registered their approach. "Soldier!" demanded the Commander of the nearest guard. "I am Colonel Mattew Ramuis, of the New Emartian First Army Division. Go tell the Premier that we have arrived."
The guard truged away to inform the Premier. "Unprofessional Idoit," the colonel spat after the soldier had disappeared iside. "Alright, men," he said, turning to his troops. "You ten stay here with me. The rest of you head back to that abandoned warehouse we passed back there, and begin setting up. That'll be our headquarters."
The soldiers saluted and began marching back the way they had come.
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Top Secret Official Observers Report
From Countess Sarah Kimberly to Kollin Arctep
The situation has changed. The convoy was attacked on route to the capital by unknown forces. As per procedure, this qualifies for immediate intervention to protect our own intrests. This is now a class II situation. Request further instructions.

A squad of troops escorted Countess Sarah Kimberly in UAZs. They guarded her armored SUV to the palace, where Premier Mikhailovich was ready to receive them. However, when they got there, they were led to the premier's aide's office.

The premier's aide was obviously disdainful of the foreigners, for he felt certain that such a country as Monitgnac could handle its internal problems itself, without foreign intervention. A genuine product of the state: trust in the country.

"The premier is busy right now. He does not wish to see you. You will go now."

He was lying, and tried his best to annoy his guests into leaving.

"You know Countess, we also used to have countesses once. About a hundred years ago. You know what the people of Monitgnac did to them?"

The aide ground his cigar into the ash tray.

"We had them all shot," he said while giving a menacing glance to the countess.

"You should go and leave and stop wasting our time. The premier does not wish to see-"

"That's enough!" shouted Mikhailovich over the speaker, as if he had ESP and knew what the aide was saying to his guests. "Bring them in."

"But of course, sir," the aide said, although he knew the Mikhailovich couldn't hear him. Still, the aide reluctantly led the envoy down the hallway to a single solitary door at the end and opened it. It was Mikhailovich's office.

"Leave us," Mikhailovich demanded to his aide. the aide instantly closed the door.

"Now, what is it that you want to discuss?"

"We repeat, this is Mikosolf Battle group Sierra Fife Niner, requesting permission to dock Port Nuageux, please respond"

OOC: If you want them to just land its fine by me, but I like to RP things out a bit more than just landing on your shores (but to lazy to RP prep, so consider youself lucky :p ). Also, do you have an AOL or MSN name? If ya do could you TG it to me so we can organize.

OOC: Luanches the Uber-Impressive Civil War thread balloon, ahh, its threads like these that really get me going.

TAG for later use, and excellent description btw.

OOC: Brilliant start to the war, Monitgnac. Tag for later. Additionally, I was also wondering if there is a pro-democracy, pro-reform group that wants Monitgnac to remain sovereign. Because I might support the rebels, but I don't want to see Monitgnac fall under the control of another nation.

OOCEDIT: OK, I'm tired of waiting, issuing an IC declaration.

IC:

Secret Encrypted Comminque to the Rebel Leadership

The Democratic Republic of Halberdgardia has been following the ongoing conflict in Monitgnac closely, and we have chosen to support your pro-democracy rebel group, with the understanding that should you achieve victory, they will become part of the Novgovan Commonwealth. We are willing to see the rise of a democratic government to replace the obviously corrupt and inefficient communist system that gave rise to the current conditions in Monitgnac, but would like to see Monitgnac remain a sovereign nation. Perhaps you could reconsider your point of joining the Novgovan Commonwealth, and simply institute reforms instead? Regardless, we are willing to support your group. One of our destroyers, the D.R.H. Valiant, is en route to the theater with Halberdgardian Special Forces personnel and weapons to help better train your troops in guerrilla and conventional military actions, so that you can effect your victory over the corrupt communists.

End Transmission

^ ^ ^
OOC: Same here. I'll support my allie in the war, because I believe our governments feel the same way, basically.

Official Communique

From: Premier Mikhailovich
To: Democratic Colonies Intelligence Service

Although we are a communist nation, we would like to meet with your agents and talk. It is well known the democratic and communist nations do not typically get along well, but even so, one could understand the importance of keeping this government afloat, if not for the government than for the people themselves, as the turbulence from a collapsing government whould mean chaos, death, and destruction. I personally do not want to see our daughters raped, our sons murdered or killed, our businesses destroyed and my people ruined, and therefore I personally appeal to your government in getting aid to help stablize the situation.

In the future, when the government is stable, then possibly I might be able to open the government up to reform, but currently it is in no position to do anything. Therefore, once again, I appeal to your country for aid and appreciate any help you can give us.


The gleaming white skin of the Concorde was in stark contrast with the crumbling airport around it. The supersonic transport, painted with a flawless white coating and with the DCIS (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/JC_Denton/NationStates/afcd5bbd.jpg) emblem printed neatly behind its nose, presented a rich style and elegant grace that seemed to be like something from another time in Monitgnac. Peeling paint, cracked walls and burst piping were visible to the twenty Colonial intelligence agents as they made thier way down from the Concorde, taking careful steps down the self-extending ramp that had lowered itself from the aircraft.

"What a sight." commented Special Agent Jane Moyahan (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/JC_Denton/NationStates/e1f57375.jpg), a streak of dark humor in her voice as she took the final step from aircraft ramp to Monitgnacian soil, a massive military style backpack strapped on her shoulders.

"Don't worry Agent Moyahan." came a male voice from behind her as it followed her footsteps onto solid ground. "With the looks of this place, I don't think that there's much that we could do anyways. I don't think we'll be here long."

Moyahan didn't bother to turn around to respond to the speaker as she reached into her jacket to extract a small digital camera. As the other agents of the team slowly descended the ramp onto the warm concrete tarmac of the airport, Moyahan snapped dozens of photos of the airport, being careful to capture as much as possible.

Although Agent Moyahan found the weight of her massive military backback to be uncomfortable as she snapped photos, she knew that some of its contents could end up being worth more than thier weight in gold if they were ever needed. Each of the agents carried a completely disassembled P90 submachine gun in thier packs, fitted snuggly with spare ammunition inside of a metallic carrying case. Electronics, folded kevlar vests and personal clothing filled the rest of the packs that the agents were saddled with, making them large and heavy backpacks all around.

"Agent Moyahan?" asked the same male voice from earlier as vehicles, presumably from the Government of Monitgnac, approached the still Concorde and its disembarked passengers.

"Agent Moyahan, Monitgnacian cars approaching." the man repeated as Moyahan turned to capture a few photos of the approaching vehicles before slipping her camera back into her jacket. The camera, as well as the pistol that was pocketed beside it, made small outlines in her jacket as the Monitgnacian vehicles approached and began to slow.

"Look sharp Agent Campbell (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/JC_Denton/NationStates/452d83dd.jpg)," said Moyahan as the vehicles came to a stop. The man who'd alerted Moyahan of the approaching cars, Agent Campbell, shifted the weight of his backpack on his shoulders as men in uniforms stepped out of the now still vehicles.

"We're about to engage in the great game of diplomacy."

RMV Slither (DDX Destroyer) has just entered the waters and will be operating near the Halberdgardian forces. Along with that a Virginia Class attack sub will be here within 3 NS Weeks to provide security and special forces help to the fleet.

Slither's mission here is to simply aid in the spread of Democracy. We feel this can be accomplished if the rebel group prevails in the conflict. Thus, Special Forces from Slither will begin transporting into the country to aid rebels.

(OOC: Is there any chance for naval warfare in this?)

(OOC: Is there any chance for naval warfare in this?)

OOC: Someone please correct me if I'm wrong, but I think that's doubtful, as I've seen no mention of Monitgnac's navy, and one of Monitgnac's own military people said their air force is virtually non-existent.

IC:

In the interest of supporting the rise of democracy in the nation of Monitgnac, we are deploying a naval task force, under the command of Admiral Jack Forrester, to the area to support the rebel group seeking democratic rule. The task force will consist of the following vessels:


Yorktown-class aircraft carrier D.R.H. Stormhawk
Omega-class heavy battleship (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=8979252&postcount=3) D.R.H. Vengeance
Arleigh Burke-class destroyer D.R.H. Adamantine
Arleigh Burke-class destroyer D.R.H. Adjudicator
Arleigh Burke-class destroyer D.R.H. Swift Justice
Arleigh Burke-class destroyer D.R.H. Valiant
Seawolf-class submarine D.R.H. Eviscerator
Seawolf-class submarine D.R.H. Indomitable
Seawolf-class submarine D.R.H. Predator
Seawolf-class submarine D.R.H. Redoubtable


All vessels except the Valiant are en route to the theater, and should arrive within a matter of NS days. All destroyers and submarines are under silent running conditions, and the subs are separate from the surface vessels.

To help spread democracy and eliminate all communism from the world, the McKagan Republic is sending the following into this theatre.

1 DDX Finished Destroyer
3 Arleigh Burke Class Destroyers
6 Guided Missile Cruisers
12 Advanced Combat Frigates
1 Virginia Class Attack Sub

(all of these ships are just my designs for that type of vessel, nothing with an outrageous advantage though.)

"Port Authority of Nuaguex, we are comming in as there are reports of possible hostiles in the area."

The troops and armor were quickly unloaded, and within the space of three quarters of an hour they all were disembarked. The transports began to make all-steam for home waters as they no longer could be considered belligerent.

While the escort fleet made way for deep water in a defensive formation around the port city.

"Port Authority of Nuaguex, we are comming in as there are reports of possible hostiles in the area."

The troops and armor were quickly unloaded, and within the space of three quarters of an hour they all were disembarked. The transports began to make all-steam for home waters as they no longer could be considered belligerent.

While the escort fleet made way for deep water in a defensive formation around the port city.

OOC: Care to elaborate on the ships in your fleet there, or did you already mention it earlier in the thread? If you did, I must have missed it.

OOC: Didn't yet, when they first came there was no other naval forces :rolleyes: . We are gonna take hell till we can call in our nearest carrier (lets make it a good three hours away). Bah, they were really just there to deture morons and fishermen (transports had way to much on em to let some jerk with a homemade bomb and a boat take one down), not even a very good battlegroup.

Two Mikial-class Destroyers (AEGIS)
Three reworked Iowa-class Destroyers
6 Raif-class battle cruisers
Two Breadbasket-class (Los Angeles) submarines

IC: The reports from satillights were comming in, Mikosolf Battle group Sierra Fife Niner was badly outgunned, and that was from what they could sea, several signs pointed towards several submarines in the area as well.

Rear Admiral Silas Bichler ordered a call for assistance to any Mikosolf vessels within the area. If we don't get something I don't think we can hold off anything for longer than a few hours, if we keep defensive. he thought.

Silas rested his head in his hands as the seaman put out the call over encryped lines.

OOC: I thought I posted something in response. What you posted is fine, actually perfect. Wow, I thought I posted. I must be going crazy...

IC: A Monitgnac Air Force Lieutenant saluted. He was a tall, fit and an able bodied man, also caucasian (since Monitgnac didn't get many foreign immigrants) with piercing blue eyes that could stare down a rabid bull and win, though this belied the fact that he was a generous, friendly, and likeable person, who was popular with those above and below him in rank.

"Greetings and welcome to Monitgnac. I am your guide and personal assistant while you are here. Since our air force is practicaly non-existant, I am able to be at your side in a moment's notice."

A few army trucks passed by, fully loaded with troops.

"These men get a bit edgy when they see guns, so it is best if you put your weapons away for now. You are safe in the capital, for there has been no fighting yet, though outside the capital you may want to bring them just in case. I cannot garentee your safety outside the capital. There are rebels everywhere."

The Lieutenant led them to an armored SUV, and departed from the airport to a diplomatic hotel, though while not having the best service, was going to be the best in Monitgnac.

"Your rooms are waiting, and your baggage will be collected from the airport and sent here."

The Lieutenant handed over the keys to the SUV.

"Here. I hope you are okay with driving on the right side of the road."

He looked over at the woman, who was wearing a great coat. The Lieutenant on the other hand, being quite used to the weather, which was usually moderate, wore no coat at all, except for his service dress jacket.

"Oh and, nice coat," he said sarcastically. He then left the vehicle and caught a taxi back to his office in the airport.

"Right." one of the two fellows in the green uniforms nodded, "We weren't exactly 100 percent just how controlled this place was, we'll put the guns away."

The accent was unusual to say the least. If they weren't already known to be Dyelli Beybians, they'd probably be mistaken for Irish, "John, takes the guns and put them back onboard."

One handed his submachine gun to the other, who looked unimpressed at having to get back on the plane again, "Who said you were the one making the decisions now?"

"Shut up." it was the woman, the Commisaar, "John, just put the bloody guns on the plane and stop bickering."

"Right you are Commisaar."

They were held up for a minute while he did that, emerging again without any weapons. They followed the Lieutenant to the SUV. The journey itself was fairly uneventful, although punctuated by bickering between the two men from the AOS (whatever that was), who it was becoming increasingly clear, weren't each other's biggest fans. The handing over of cars keys set the pair off again at the other end,

"Right side you say?" it was man not called John, "That'll be no problem."

"Fred... we drive on the left, what do you bloody mean it's no problem." the other hissed, although loudly enough that everyone could hear him.

"Like I said, no problem." John accepted the keys with a smile.

While the pair were deciding which one was safest to drive, the woman turned to the Lieutenant, "Yeah well you come to Cyro, you'll discover why we feel cold away from home." Cyro was the capital of Dyelli Beybi, and unlike the more interior areas of the country, had a fairly steady climate, meaning it sat at an unpleasantly hot 40 degrees Celcius, the humidity from the swamp didn't help, neither did the mosquitos.

"Anyway, we'll unpack, I'm Commisaar Davies by the way, as I'm sure you're aware I'm supposed to be writing a report to be sent back home to see exactly what it will take to keep your Government from going to the dogs. I'm hoping that I might be able to meet with you some time before dinner to discuss exactly how much of your country is under enemy control. What the strengths of the military of each faction is, and what kind of terrain we're looking at fighting over."

"I'm no soldier, but I do have some rough knowledge that they drummed into me before I came over." she gave a slight smile, "Anyway, I'll also probably need to do some field research at some point, and if it's possible to see the Premier at some point, I might be able to discuss the political situation with him, at his leisure of course."

Her whole demeanour was inoffensive, she seemed to be really trying her best not to tread on anyone's toes, "Anyway, thank you for your time Lieutenant." she pronounced it 'lef-tenant', "I'm sure despite your assurances, that you are a very busy man, if you can make time for me this evening in your schedule, that would be very much apreciated."

After he'd departed, she and her pair of supposed bodyguards, wandered into the hotel to unpack, examine exactly what form of accomodation they'd been provided with (although it was bound to be better than police apartments) and then sit around until the Lieutenant showed up again.

RMV Slither (DDX Destroyer) has just entered the waters and will be operating near the Halberdgardian forces. Along with that a Virginia Class attack sub will be here within 3 NS Weeks to provide security and special forces help to the fleet.

Slither's mission here is to simply aid in the spread of Democracy. We feel this can be accomplished if the rebel group prevails in the conflict. Thus, Special Forces from Slither will begin transporting into the country to aid rebels.

(OOC: Is there any chance for naval warfare in this?)

OOC: Sure there is , but not with Monitgnac forces. We have a few patrol boats and old destroyers, but with technologically advanced and numerically superior fleets offshore, they're not that stupid to even try to engage.

OOC: This goes for everyone that is supporting the rebels: there is no one leader of the rebels. It is just a loose confederation of clans, gangs, mafias, (but mostly civilians) who for one reason or another want to throw away the government and install a democratic government. It is up to you all to set up a leader for the rebels, or lead them yourself.

OOC: A final OOC message to all of you. I am preparing for a big day tomorrow and the day after day after tomorrow and it will not be likely that i will be able to post IC or respond to all of your comments today and even possibly tomorrow. For the sake of the RP, do whatever you want, fight whoever you want, you can kill, bomb, destroy some of my soldiers or anything (except the capital or Mikhailovich) without the worry of godmodding and I'll just pick up for where you all left off because i am busy and will not probably post today.

OOC: sorry for not replying, PC was down for 2 days, but it's back up now


* Yorktown-class aircraft carrier D.R.H. Stormhawk
* Omega-class heavy battleship D.R.H. Vengeance
* Arleigh Burke-class destroyer D.R.H. Adamantine
* Arleigh Burke-class destroyer D.R.H. Adjudicator
* Arleigh Burke-class destroyer D.R.H. Swift Justice
* Arleigh Burke-class destroyer D.R.H. Valiant
* Seawolf-class submarine D.R.H. Eviscerator
* Seawolf-class submarine D.R.H. Indomitable
* Seawolf-class submarine D.R.H. Predator
* Seawolf-class submarine D.R.H. Redoubtable

and

1 DDX Finished Destroyer
3 Arleigh Burke Class Destroyers
6 Guided Missile Cruisers
12 Advanced Combat Frigates
1 Virginia Class Attack Sub

We of the Reich of Socialist Prussians, in response to this new threat to the sovereign nation of Monitgnac attack on sight the nations of Halberdgardia and McKagan if the nations of Halberdgardia and McKagan do not stand down. Expect the Northern fleet to arrive in 2 NS days

OOC2: sory for long post, but here's my naval force,
NORTHERN FLEET: Alpha, Zulu, Foxtrot, Oscar


Command Group Alpha
-1 AGF 3 USS La Salle
-3 Nimitz Class Aircraft Carriers
*61 F/A-18E Hornets
*4 E-2C AEW
*4 E-A6B SEAD/EW
*8 S-3B
*2 Es-3A
*6 H-60
-4 Ohio class SSGN cruise missile submarines
-3 Iowa class BBGs (refitted)
-2 Kirov CGN battle cruisers
-2 Arleigh Burke AEIGIS Destroyers
-3 Oliver Hazard Perru Destroyer/Frigate
-5 Ticonderoga Class Guided Missile Cruiser


Strike Group Zulu
-1 Illeana Vassili Class Carriers fully loaded with F-35 JSF (85)
-3 Ohio SSBN class nuclear missile submarines with 10 trident nuclear missiles each
-2 Udaloy-II Class Guided Missile Destroyers
-3 Arleigh Burke AEIGIS Destroyers
-3 Oliver Hazard Perry Destoryer/Frigates
-3 Kirov CGN battle cruisers
-3 Seawolf Subs
-5 SSN-688 Los Angeles class submarines
-2 Iowa class BBGs (refitted)


Carrier Assault Group Foxtrot
-3 Nimitz Class Aircraft Carriers
*61 F/A-18E Hornets
*4 E-2C AEW
*4 E-A6B SEAD/EW
*8 S-3B
*2 Es-3A
*6 H-60
-5 Kirov CGN battle cruiser
-1 seawolf sub
-3 SSN-688 Los Angeles class submarines
-2 Udaloy-II Class Guided Missile Destroyer
-4 Ticonderoga Class Guided Missile Cruiser
-3 Ohio SSBN class nuclear missile submarines with 10 trident nuclear missiles each

Carrier Assault Group Oscar
-3 Nimitz Class Aircraft Carriers
*61 F/A-18E Hornets
*4 E-2C AEW
*4 E-A6B SEAD/EW
*8 S-3B
*2 Es-3A
*6 H-60
-5 Kirov CGN battle cruiser
-1 seawolf sub
-3 SSN-688 Los Angeles class submarines
-2 Udaloy-II Class Guided Missile Destroyer
-4 Ticonderoga Class Guided Missile Cruiser
-3 Ohio SSBN class nuclear missile submarines with 10 trident nuclear missiles each

will post army and air force after this, i just didnt want this to be an excessively long post

OOC: Army- Socialist Prussian Second Corps

3rd Infantry Divison
-40,000 infantry with 5.56mm KE XM8 Lightweight Modular Carbine Systems and Ranger Body Armor and Ballistic/Laser Protective Spectacles, Kelvar helmet, Night Vision Goggles
-1,000 extra infantry carry a FIM-92A Stinger Weapons System: RMP & Basic in addition to above listed
-3,728 M113A3 APCs
-500 snipers carrying M40A1snipers and Ranger Body Armor and Ghille Suit Accesory Kits and Ballistic/Laser Protective Spectacles, Kelvar helmet, Night Vision Goggles

4th Infantry Divison
-40,000 infantry with 5.56mm KE XM8 Lightweight Modular Carbine Systems and Ranger Body Armor and Ballistic/Laser Protective Spectacles, Kelvar helmet, Night Vision Goggles
-1,000 extra infantry carry a FIM-92A Stinger Weapons System: RMP & Basic in addition to above listed
-3,728 M113A3 APCs
-500 snipers carrying M40A1 snipers and Ranger Body Armor and Ghille Suit Accesory Kits and Ballistic/Laser Protective Spectacles, Kelvar helmet, Night Vision Goggles

2nd Armored Divison
-150 M2 Bradley Infantry Fighting Vehicles (with infantry squad equipment)
-240 Amphibious Assault Vehicle
-978 M1A2 Abrams MBTs
-463 Light Armored Vehicle-25 (LAV-25)
-145 Palaldin/B Self Propelled Howitzers and Paladin resupply trucks
-50 M270 MLRS Mrk.II
-20 M88A2 Heavy Recovery Vehicle [HERCULES]
-45 Bradley IFV's
-80 HMMWVs armed with TOWs
-10 ARC Avengers
-200 Five Ton Supply Trucks
-50 M6 Linebackers
-5 Patriot ADS (PAC-3)

Air Force

3rd Air Wing

100 MiG-31 Foxhounds
10 F-117A Nighthawks
20 B-52H bombers
10 F-35 VTOL
10 Tu-95 Bear Bombers
60 AH-64 Apache Helicopters
60 UH-60 Black Hawk Helicopters
500 V-22 Ospreys
10 B-2 Spirit Stealth Bombers
20 FA-18E/F Super Hornets

OOC: just in case it seems mediocre/bad, this is my first RP, so i'm still getting used to it

As the Northern Fleet approached the coastal city Prot Naugeux, the Second Corps was being deployed on the beaches. Jets roared overhead as the Third air wing was flying to the capitol of Montignac.

Colonel Felix Krieger, the commanding officer of the Second Corps, strode ashore, surveying the troops assemble in the struggling land of Montignac.

"Sir, reports are in, all troops are accounted for, as well as the armor." Krieger's second in command infromed the colonel. "The men are preparing to move to the objective area."

Good, now we can radio the fleet and tell Admiral Schultz that we no longer need to have the guns trained on land for protection thought the colonel as he walked towards his HMMWV with a retinue of three men. "Hammerstein, radio the admiral and tell him we're ready to move out."

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The third air wing had a tougher time. A group of non-military Kolgev supporters fired two RPGs at a sqaudron of aircraft somewhere near Bijhac. One of the RPGs veered off to the left of the squad and hit nothing at all. However, the other grenade hit its mark. The MiG-31 exploded, littering the ground with shrapnel.

"F*CK!" shouted the MiG's wingmate as he watched his companion explode right before his eyes. After spotting the origin of fire, he radioed to the closest Apache helicopter to go take out the group of rebels. The apache lowered to about 100 feet off the ground before the pilot fired (http://www.fas.org/man/dod-101/sys/ac/ah-64-p39c2.jpg) FFARs into the center of the group. The missiles exploded and killed them all, but not before another RPG was fired at the MiGs again, and it hit another fighter.

After this incident, all the aircraft made it safely to Montignac Airport.

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Total Casualties: 2 MiG-31 Foxhounds and some rebels (approximately 7 or 8)

Dyelli Beybi was still officially neutral in the conflict, and the Dyelli Beybians, being Dyelli Beybians, weren't particularly interested in a fight if they could at all avoid it, so while their envoy was busily trying to talk to the Monitgnac Government, all effort was being made to establish Diplomatic contact with those Nations supporting the Rebel cause.

From: Dyelli Beybi Ministry of Foreign Affairs
To: All Nations supporting the rebel movement in Monitgnac
Subject: The Montignac situation

Dyelli Beybi is neutral in this conflict at the moment, however we believe we may in time feel inclined to support the Legitimate Government of Montignac. We have an envoy in the Capital at the moment, we expect that if this envoy is captured, that they will be returned to Dyelli Beybi unharmed.

However, this is not the main purpose of this letter. Rather, Dyelli Beybi feels a large scale war would ultimately benefit nobody. It would result in large scale loss of life and equally large scale loss of expensive military hardware on both sides. This would weaken all Nations concerned to a potential attack against their homeland, whats more it is unlikely to increase the popularity of any Democratically elected Governments participating.

As neither side sees eye to eye at this stage, and because it would be very costly to become embroiled in a war, we propose that some form of negotiations be carried out before we take the final unpleasant step to war.

Regards,
Commisaar Fradkov,
Temporary Secretary to the Minister of Foreign Affairs

As we have not yet engaged in conflict with the supporters of the rebels, McKagan and their allies, we will agree to peace talks if they back down. However, we request that some of our forces be kept in Monitgnac as a peacekeeping force, possibly two divisions and the armored division as well as Carrier Assault Group Foxtrot.

Gustav Zieradt - Premier of the Reich of Socialist Prussians
Diakon Goetzke - Head of Defense for the Reich of Socialist Prussians Defense Department
Aba Hawerbek - Advisor for Foreign Policy and Diplomacy to the Premier

While the Government of McKagan wishes to avoid a full scale war, we want to help spread democracy and overthrow the oppresive communist regime that is in control of the nation.

However, we are not going to fight other nations in any way, shape, or form. We will deploy not active ground forces, just SpecOp's to aid in the training of the rebel forces.

We're also going to show them how capitalism works by selling them weapons.

Other than that, we're going no more other than talking with Combatant Operations (Private Mercenaries Company) to send in about 1500 people to aid in guerilla warfare and snipering.

Again, no major military aid from our government.

However, we are requesting a 15KM no fly, or sail, zone around our and our allies ships in order to keep the chance of a naval "accident" to the minimum. We'll do the same for anyone who reconizes our 15KM limit.

OOC: Sure there is , but not with Monitgnac forces. We have a few patrol boats and old destroyers, but with technologically advanced and numerically superior fleets offshore, they're not that stupid to even try to engage.

Well that works too, then.

That keeps me from having to pull some heavy hardware out of other warzones i'm in.

Dyelli Beybi was still officially neutral in the conflict, and the Dyelli Beybians, being Dyelli Beybians, weren't particularly interested in a fight if they could at all avoid it, so while their envoy was busily trying to talk to the Monitgnac Government, all effort was being made to establish Diplomatic contact with those Nations supporting the Rebel cause.

From: Dyelli Beybi Ministry of Foreign Affairs
To: All Nations supporting the rebel movement in Monitgnac
Subject: The Montignac situation

Dyelli Beybi is neutral in this conflict at the moment, however we believe we may in time feel inclined to support the Legitimate Government of Montignac. We have an envoy in the Capital at the moment, we expect that if this envoy is captured, that they will be returned to Dyelli Beybi unharmed.

However, this is not the main purpose of this letter. Rather, Dyelli Beybi feels a large scale war would ultimately benefit nobody. It would result in large scale loss of life and equally large scale loss of expensive military hardware on both sides. This would weaken all Nations concerned to a potential attack against their homeland, whats more it is unlikely to increase the popularity of any Democratically elected Governments participating.

As neither side sees eye to eye at this stage, and because it would be very costly to become embroiled in a war, we propose that some form of negotiations be carried out before we take the final unpleasant step to war.

Regards,
Commisaar Fradkov,
Temporary Secretary to the Minister of Foreign Affairs

To: Commisaar Fradkov, Temporary Secretary to the Minister of Foreign Affairs, The Nation of Dyelli Beybi
From: Kenix Kil, Secretary of State, The Democratic Republic of Halberdgardia
Re: Your Request

While we understand your request, and share the sentiment which you expressed, we Halberdgardians are a people of our word. We would be loath to retract our support for the rebels after promising them a democratic government in their country. Perhaps, however, the bloodshed of this conflict (which is inevitable) can be lessened somewhat, if the opposition group under Colonel Kolgev would be willing to support the rebels as allies, and promise democratic reforms should he come to power. If not, then we might suggest that the rebels join the legitimate government, with the understanding that should they prevail, the rebels be granted an equal amount of power in the government as the current officials, and that Premier Mikhailovich work towards democratic reform with them following the war. Our overall goal in this conflict, however, regardless of what side we support or what happens, is to see the rise of democracy in Monitgnac, and we while hope that such a transition can be made peacefully, it seems highly unlikely, so we will fight so that others can be free.

Respectfully,
Kenix Kil
Secretary of State
The Democratic Republic of Halberdgardia

From: Dyelli Beybi Ministry of Foreign Affairs
To: All Nations supporting the rebel movement in Monitgnac
Subject: The Montignac situation

Dyelli Beybi at this Stage, does not believe war is inevitable, and are willing to take whatever steps necessary to support the legitimate Government. We are not willing to support any mafiosa style warlord who claims he is fighting in the name of democracy, neither are we willing to support a military officer's bid for power.
Most importantly though, we are not willing to allow the spread of Capitalism and the corruption of Revolutionary ideals. We are willing though to negotiate and to compromise. We have a plan which may suit everyone, but we will not discuss it via comunique, we must insist that if there are to be any form of negotiations, that they take place face to face, between negotiators from our respective States/Nations.

Regards,
Commisaar Fradkov

(OOC: DB isn't actually fully independent, it's part of a Federation of States.)

From: Dyelli Beybi Ministry of Foreign Affairs
To: All Nations supporting the rebel movement in Monitgnac
Subject: The Montignac situation

Dyelli Beybi at this Stage, does not believe war is inevitable, and are willing to take whatever steps necessary to support the legitimate Government. We are not willing to support any mafiosa style warlord who claims he is fighting in the name of democracy, neither are we willing to support a military officer's bid for power.
Most importantly though, we are not willing to allow the spread of Capitalism and the corruption of Revolutionary ideals. We are willing though to negotiate and to compromise. We have a plan which may suit everyone, but we will not discuss it via comunique, we must insist that if there are to be any form of negotiations, that they take place face to face, between negotiators from our respective States/Nations.

Regards,
Commisaar Fradkov

(OOC: DB isn't actually fully independent, it's part of a Federation of States.)

We agree that the peace talks should take place in person, and we are willing to send a representative to the meeting.

OOC: As I'm not aware of these things, my men are not stood down and are waiting for any little reason to begin defending themselves from the still assumibly hostile ships in the area.

From: Dyelli Beybi Ministry of Foreign Affairs
To: All Nations supporting the rebel movement in Monitgnac
Subject: The Montignac situation

Dyelli Beybi at this Stage, does not believe war is inevitable, and are willing to take whatever steps necessary to support the legitimate Government. We are not willing to support any mafiosa style warlord who claims he is fighting in the name of democracy, neither are we willing to support a military officer's bid for power.
Most importantly though, we are not willing to allow the spread of Capitalism and the corruption of Revolutionary ideals. We are willing though to negotiate and to compromise. We have a plan which may suit everyone, but we will not discuss it via comunique, we must insist that if there are to be any form of negotiations, that they take place face to face, between negotiators from our respective States/Nations.

Regards,
Commisaar Fradkov

(OOC: DB isn't actually fully independent, it's part of a Federation of States.)

To: Commisaar Fradkov, Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the Federation of Dyelli Beybi
From: Kenix Kil, Secretary of State, The Democratic Republic of Halberdgardia
Subject: The Montignac Situation

We may yet be able to work out a compromise. We will send a representative to this conference to see if the citizens of Monitgnac will have self-determination through peaceful methods, rather than war. However, our naval forces in the region will remain until we confirm that we no longer need them in the area.

Respectfully,
Kenix Kil
Secretary of State
The Democratic Republic of Halberdgardia

"Actually, it is I to whom you need to speak," spoke a man stepping through the soldiers to stand slightly before the Countess. He turned to the soldiers. "Dismissed."
"Yes sir!" they replied, and marched back down the hall.
"You may go, Countess." He spoke quietly, not a whisper, but not nearly loud enough to account for the force of command behind his words. The countess saluted, and followed the soldiers.
"I suspect your aide is in for an unpleasent time," the man said, turning back to the premier. "Do not worry, he will not be physically harmed," he reassured him, before the premier could object. "She will simply teach him a little respect"
"Who are you?" demanded the premier.
"I, my good friend, am Kollin Arctep."
The premier took a good look at Arctep. He was not extremely tall, nor particularily physically impressive. His dress was simple, and there was nothing save a slightly greenish scar on his forehead that marked him as unique. But there was something about him that made him seem to radiate power.
"The countess's convoy was attacked en route here. This warrant immeadiate military action on the part of Merthnonn.
"You have quite a problem, premier, and I may be the solution. Your problem is not the rebels, or the treacherous General. These are but symptoms of the problem. They can be dealt with militarially. I have 120,000 troops and a flotilla of ships on the way. But there are others with troops already in your country.
"Part of your problem is that your people think you are weak, because you do nothing to indicate the contrary. You must change this. There is one prime example— your son. He does what he wants, and will not heed your commands. This must change."
"I have tried," answered the premier, "but nothing works."
"Allow me to use my methods. Once I am done, he will follow your orders. I assure you, he will not be harmed. Decide quickly."
Arctep paused, and glanced out the window. "I am going to be honest with you. That is probably more than you can expect from the others. Their motives may be of good intent, but even the best intended intervention will eventually turn bad. That's even supposing that the motive is good— which they often aren't. My motives are not noble, but neither are they evil.
"To tell you the truth, I am here because it amuses me to be so. And it benefits you in this instance. Do not doubt my seriousness. Once I have begun something, I shall finish it. Drink?"
Arctep took a bottle of scotch off a shelf, and two shot glass. He poured the drinks, set one down on the premier's desk, and held the other between his fingers, gazing on it with a contemplative look. The premier reached for his glass. Suddenly the window and both of the glass shattered. A small hole appeared in the desk where the sniper's bullet had disappeared.
Arctep appeared unmoved. "As you see, premier, you are not safe. If I really wanted to take over, believe me, you couldn't stop me. But I do not, to your advantage. I would recommend some improvements to your palace. Bulletproof glass, for one thing," he said, indicating the broken window. "Troops stationed in adjacent buildings. If my sniper could gain access, so could anyone else's. I would recommend my own troops, but you can decide. In any event, they will be here shortly and will need a base to opperate from."
Arctep strode towards the door. "Contact the Countess when you have come to some decisions. I will be... indisposed." He left the room.


OOC: I won't be on an internet-conected computer until monday. Until that time, consider Arctep unreachable and the troops en route.

Geraldo Baviaca, the head of Zarbia's national intelligence agency, took a long drag on his cigarette, it was fine Zarbian tobacco, some of the best in the world. He had been in the office of El Presidente for almost half an hour going over the recent happenings in Monitgnac. It seemed that another nation was plagued by Communism, the demon that had infected Zarbia before the rise of the Junta.

"Why do these Socialist animals always insist on destroying every country they touch?" spat President Cortázar, flipping through the intelligence documents in his hands.

"It is their nature, they cannot help it," replied Baviaca. "Progress is unknown to them."

The intelligence director took another puff, blowing the smoke towards the window. It was another beautiful day in the tropical paradise that was Zarbia, the sun shone through the glass and illuminated the entire room. Baviaca finished the cigarette and turned it out in the metal ashtray set on the desk.

"Find out more about the situation, I want to know everything. I am going to send a message to this Colonel Kolgev, we need to put him in power. A puppet government of Zarbia, perhaps?"

Baviaca grinned, "This is an excellent chance to widen our sphere of influence. I will get started on this immediately." The director saluted and left the office, leaving the president alone.

TO: Colonel Kolgev, Monitgnac
FROM: Zarbia

It has come to my attention of a crumbling Communist regime in your nation and I now extend my hand to aid you. Zarbia will gladly send funds, arms, or supplies to you and your group if needed. We also wish to send troops to help fight the government but need a safe area to dispatch our forces. We await a response soon.

Signed,
Antonio Cortázar

To: Kenix Kil, Secretary of State, The Democratic Republic of Halberdgardia
From: Dyelli Beybi Ministry of Foreign Affairs
Subject: RE: The Montignac Situation

We are glad to see that at least one Nation is not entirely dedicated to a course of war. As a gesture of good will and trust, we would like to ask you where an acceptable venue for such negotiations would be? We would happily negotiate in a venue of your chosing, such as within your Nation or onboard one of your ships. Altrnatively, if this is inconvenient, we would be happy to supply a conference venue in Cyro, the Dyelli Beybian State Capital.

Regards,
Commisaar Fradkov

To: Kenix Kil, Secretary of State, The Democratic Republic of Halberdgardia
From: Dyelli Beybi Ministry of Foreign Affairs
Subject: RE: The Montignac Situation

We are glad to see that at least one Nation is not entirely dedicated to a course of war. As a gesture of good will and trust, we would like to ask you where an acceptable venue for such negotiations would be? We would happily negotiate in a venue of your chosing, such as within your Nation or onboard one of your ships. Altrnatively, if this is inconvenient, we would be happy to supply a conference venue in Cyro, the Dyelli Beybian State Capital.

Regards,
Commisaar Fradkov

To:Dyelli Beybi Ministry of Foreign Affairs
From: The Reich of Socialist Prussian Foreign Affairs Department
Subject: RE: The Montignac Situation

We are also willing to not go to war, and we will send a representative, as stated in previous messages, to the negotiations of the future government of Montignac. We wish that war can be averted so that no more lives will be lost.

To: Kenix Kil, Secretary of State, The Democratic Republic of Halberdgardia
From: Dyelli Beybi Ministry of Foreign Affairs
Subject: RE: The Montignac Situation

We are glad to see that at least one Nation is not entirely dedicated to a course of war. As a gesture of good will and trust, we would like to ask you where an acceptable venue for such negotiations would be? We would happily negotiate in a venue of your chosing, such as within your Nation or onboard one of your ships. Altrnatively, if this is inconvenient, we would be happy to supply a conference venue in Cyro, the Dyelli Beybian State Capital.

Regards,
Commisaar Fradkov

To: Commisaar Fradkov, Ministry of Foreign Affairs, The Federation of Dyelli Beybi
From: Kenix Kil, Secretary of State, The Democratic Republic of Halberdgardia
Re: Negotiations

I will personally meet with your representative, and any other officials present at the conference. As for the location, we suggest a meeting on our vessels in international waters. By the time you receive this message, I will already be en route to international waters on the new flagship of the Halberdgardian fleet, the Titan-class aircraft carrier D.R.H. Majestic. We can hold the conference on the Majestic, or, alternatively, one of your own vessels, if you wish. I look forward to meeting with your representative.

Respectfully,
Kenix Kil
Secretary of State
The Democratic Republic of Halberdgardia

Geraldo Baviaca, the head of Zarbia's national intelligence agency, took a long drag on his cigarette, it was fine Zarbian tobacco, some of the best in the world. He had been in the office of El Presidente for almost half an hour going over the recent happenings in Monitgnac. It seemed that another nation was plagued by Communism, the demon that had infected Zarbia before the rise of the Junta.

"Why do these Socialist animals always insist on destroying every country they touch?" spat President Cortázar, flipping through the intelligence documents in his hands.

"It is their nature, they cannot help it," replied Baviaca. "Progress is unknown to them."

The intelligence director took another puff, blowing the smoke towards the window. It was another beautiful day in the tropical paradise that was Zarbia, the sun shone through the glass and illuminated the entire room. Baviaca finished the cigarette and turned it out in the metal ashtray set on the desk.

"Find out more about the situation, I want to know everything. I am going to send a message to this Colonel Kolgev, we need to put him in power. A puppet government of Zarbia, perhaps?"

Baviaca grinned, "This is an excellent chance to widen our sphere of influence. I will get started on this immediately." The director saluted and left the office, leaving the president alone.

TO: Colonel Kolgev, Monitgnac
FROM: Zarbia

It has come to my attention of a crumbling Communist regime in your nation and I now extend my hand to aid you. Zarbia will gladly send funds, arms, or supplies to you and your group if needed. We also wish to send troops to help fight the government but need a safe area to dispatch our forces. We await a response soon.

Signed,
Antonio Cortázar

From: Colonel Kolgev
To: Zarbia

It deeply pleases me that someone sees the light in our cause. It would be safe to dispatch troops to airbases around the New Market area. However, if by sea, unfortunately I am not in control of any ports and thus an amphibious approach would be needed. I do welcome support, as I plan to launch a counter offensive soon.

"They got us far more accurately then we planned," Colonel Kolgev said standing around a table with a map. His staff piled around the table, their cigars wafting huge amounts of smoke as they waved them around.

"This is what we'll do. We have troops here and here. We'll send them around the east flank of Hendersburg, hitting him hard while a diversion on the west flank pins them down. Then while the enemy is confused, we send the bulk of our force around the pinned army and head north toward Monitgnac. I hate being in the middle, and with the rebels to our south and troops to our north, we are in a very vulnerable position. By making this move, not only are we out of the middle, but we are in a prime position to threaten and attack Monitgnac directly."

A young major stepped foward.

"Colonel Kolgev, when do we put this plan in action?"

A grin came across the colonel's face.

"Tonight, major! 6 hours from now, I want everyone ready to go, understood?"

The officers, flabberghasted by such a demand, nonetheless agreed.

"Good. Tonight will make us or break us. Let's go."

The men exited the command tent.

To: General Marco
From: Lt. Gen. Nelson Corle
Subject: Troop deployment

Sir, this is Lt. Gen. Corle of the Mikosolf Expedition force Bravo Bravo Victor. Requesting advice for force deployment of my two divisions for maximun effect. I await your reply.

Due to a request by Halberdgardia and Mckagen, i will intervine on their behalf.

The Republican Senate is bogged down over this issue and will probably lean neutral. Though if anyone fires on McKagan or Halberdgardian ships when they are not in a warzone, expect Leafanistani reinforcements soon.

However we do have a slight bias toward the democratic rebels who are truly the will of the people and will lead their people to glory! Besides Democratic Socialism works to sastify you socialists out there (including myself OOC), I think we can all agree that the current government is bound to collapse at any moment.

So as of now we are offering a steep discount (50%) off any land vehicles to any Monitgnac democratic rebels. We are also offering our services to anyone who pays.

0fficial bulletin-Algeristani Islamic News Agency (AINA)

Citizens of Algeristan, the President, Sayeed al Bakr

The purpose of my speech today is to state the position of the Holy Republic of Algeristan, with regards to the conflict in Monitgnac.

As you know, I am no friend of communism, especially when it expands and imposes itself on nations without any regards for the cost.

But, I am even more hostile to the so called mantra of 'democracy', which is now fast replacing communism as the new evil force of global imperialism.

I will never tolerate a puppet regime in Monitgnac. As you already know, the so-called 'democratic forces' are nothing but a criminal gang of warlords and non-entities who can only dream of gaining power on the back of foriegn armies. These rebel gangsters talk of democracy, yet what type of freedom do they intend to give to the people? They can't really give anything to the people as they are puppets in a master plan hatched by the evil demons of global imperialism.

It's impossible to ever be free if your nation is bound in chains to a foreign power.

'Liberal imperialism' is the mother of all contradictions. You cannot impose democracy on a nation by force of arms. Another point that has been overlooked is that many nations do not have cultures that fit in with the so-called values of democracy. Democracy is a rotten, decadent, secular western system that is more or less unfit for most nations to adopt. Western imperialists have a secret racist agenda in imposing their culture on other, for whom they see as having inferior cultures and view their own system as the only system to have.

Having made my point on this, I will use this speech to the nation to pledge my support for the legitimate government of Monitgnac and to Premier Milahovic.

I urge Colonel Kolgev to reconsider his position and join forces with the government and together they can wipe out the evil plague of imperialism that pollutes their great nation and threatens to turn it into a colony.

I promise Colonel Kolgev that I will use all channels open to me to urge Premier Milahovic to offer you a position in the government, maybe even the vice presidency, if you join forces with the government and help wipe out the rebel gangsters once and for all.

May Allah bless Premier Milahovic and may He Bless the great nation of Monitgnac and their brave people who are fighting these rebel gansters with great courage.

May our great nation stand united to defeat the the twin evils of imperialism and these rebel gangsters.

May Allah bless you.

Thank you.

Back in Monitgnac, the Dyellian delegation waited for some attention. The Commisaar in the group, did what bored Dyellians everywhere did... searched for the strongest alcohol she could find, and tried to drink it at exactly the right rate, where she found being stuck in a hotel interesting, but wouldn't make a complete fool of herself if someone did arrive to talk to her. It was a fine line to walk. The other pair stayed dry. They were supposed to be bodyguards, even if they didn't have weapons at the moment. Drunk bodyguards were inexcusable, it wasn't worth their jobs to get drunk.

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The Dyellians had sent their delegation in an odd ship, the DBPS Marshall Suvorov was what they called a 'Hybrid Super Carrier Battleship'. Translating from Dyellian Military speak, this meant a Carrier with an off-centre flight deck, the front of the ship being given over to some large cannons and cruise missile launchers. It was escorted by two Cruisers (which were destroyers to anyone else).

The goal was to rendezvous with the Halberdgardians in International waters. The delegation itself was another Commisaar, a 'Generale-Maggiore' (Major Genoral) and the Minister of Foreign Affairs.

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To: Kenix Kil, Secretary of State, The Democratic Republic of Halberdgardia
From: Dyelli Beybi Ministry of Foreign Affairs
Subject: RE: Negotiations

The Majestic sounds acceptable. We are sending a light fleet to the area, from which a helicopter will transport the delegation to the rendezvous. This fleet will be made up of three vessels, A Hyprid Super Carrier Battleship, an Armoured Cruiser and a Protected Cruiser. We will transmit IFF codes, closer to the time in order that there are no friendly fire incidents. I myself will not be joining the delegation, although the Minister for Foreign Affairs, the Honourable Mr Jack Ledoux, will be present.

One other minor note, we have been approached by The Reich of Socialist Prussians, who have requested to take part in negotiations also. We have relayed this information on to you, as hosts of the event, their participation is at your discretion.

Regards,
Commisaar Fradkov

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To: The Reich of Socialist Prussian Foreign Affairs Department
From: Dyelli Beybi Ministry of Foreign Affairs
Subject: RE: RE: The Montignac Situation

We see no reason why your participation in negotiations should be a problem, in fact it would be more than welcome. We have relayed your request onto The Democratic Republic of Halberdgardia who are hosting the event. We see no reason why their should be any problem with your participation, although we felt, as they are hosting the event, that it should be cleared with them first.

Regards,
Commisaar Fradkov

Message from the office of the Presidency of the Holy Republic of Algeristan

To: Premier Milahovic of Monitgnac

After H.E. President Sayed al Bakr, delared the support of Algeristan for your government in this conflict, Algeristan would like to ask you to consider the proposals we have to offer in aid of your government.

Algeristan would like to know if you would be willing to consider allowing Colonel Kolgev to join forces with you in the fight against these rebel gangsters. You would have to offer him a powerful position in the government as he would need an incentive to join forces with you.

Algeristan would also like to offer you the following in aid and military support to your government in the Holy Struggle against the evil forces of imperialism and the rebel gangsters:

1.) 4.5 billion USD.

2.) 50 million rounds of ammunition.

3.) 35,000 AK-47 assault rifles.

4.) 5,000 Dragunov sniper rifles.

5.) 15,000 Uzi SMGs.

6.) 50,000 Barreta pistols.

7.) 30,000 hand grenades.

8.) 15,000 RPG-7 anti tank rocket launchers.

9.) 10,000 SAM-7 anti aircraft rocket launchers.

10.) 120 BMP-3 APCs.

11.) 100 M113 APCs.

12.) 100 T-62 MBTs.

13.) 70 T-72 MBTs.

14.) 70 T-80 MBTs.

15.) 40 AH-64 Apache attack helicopters.

16.) 50 Mi-24 attack helicopters.

17.) 100 Mi transport helicopters.

18.) 70 SU-30 jet fighters.

19.) 50 MIG-29 jet fighters.

20.) 30 F-18 jet fighters.

I hope you accept this offer and please tell me where to deliver the said aid to.

May Allah bless you and your nation.

May Allah wipe out the rebel gangsters and send their rotten souls to the pits of hell.

From the President of the Holy Republic of Algeristan

Sayeed al Bakr

The Dyellians had sent their delegation in an odd ship, the DBPS Marshall Suvorov was what they called a 'Hybrid Super Carrier Battleship'. Translating from Dyellian Military speak, this meant a Carrier with an off-centre flight deck, the front of the ship being given over to some large cannons and cruise missile launchers. It was escorted by two Cruisers (which were destroyers to anyone else).

The goal was to rendezvous with the Halberdgardians in International waters. The delegation itself was another Commisaar, a 'Generale-Maggiore' (Major Genoral) and the Minister of Foreign Affairs.

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To: Kenix Kil, Secretary of State, The Democratic Republic of Halberdgardia
From: Dyelli Beybi Ministry of Foreign Affairs
Subject: RE: Negotiations

The Majestic sounds acceptable. We are sending a light fleet to the area, from which a helicopter will transport the delegation to the rendezvous. This fleet will be made up of three vessels, A Hyprid Super Carrier Battleship, an Armoured Cruiser and a Protected Cruiser. We will transmit IFF codes, closer to the time in order that there are no friendly fire incidents. I myself will not be joining the delegation, although the Minister for Foreign Affairs, the Honourable Mr Jack Ledoux, will be present.

One other minor note, we have been approached by The Reich of Socialist Prussians, who have requested to take part in negotiations also. We have relayed this information on to you, as hosts of the event, their participation is at your discretion.

Regards,
Commisaar Fradkov

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To: The Reich of Socialist Prussian Foreign Affairs Department
From: Dyelli Beybi Ministry of Foreign Affairs
Subject: RE: RE: The Montignac Situation

We see no reason why your participation in negotiations should be a problem, in fact it would be more than welcome. We have relayed your request onto The Democratic Republic of Halberdgardia who are hosting the event. We see no reason why their should be any problem with your participation, although we felt, as they are hosting the event, that it should be cleared with them first.

Regards,
Commisaar Fradkov

To: Commisaar Fradkov, Ministry of Foreign Affairs, The Federation of Dyelli Beybi
From: Kenix Kil, Secretary of State, The Democratic Republic of Halberdgardia
Re: Negotiations

I have arrived in international waters aboard the Majestic, and look forward to beginning the talks with you. Additionally, you may inform The Reich of Socialist Prussians that their presence at the talks would be welcome, and that they may dispatch a naval vessel with their representative at their discretion.

Respectfully,
Kenix Kil
Secretary of State
The Democratic Republic of Halberdgardia
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The purpose of my speech today is to state the position of the Holy Republic of Algeristan, with regards to the conflict in Monitgnac.

As you know, I am no friend of communism, especially when it expands and imposes itself on nations without any regards for the cost.

But, I am even more hostile to the so called mantra of 'democracy', which is now fast replacing communism as the new evil force of global imperialism.

I will never tolerate a puppet regime in Monitgnac. As you already know, the so-called 'democratic forces' are nothing but a criminal gang of warlords and non-entities who can only dream of gaining power on the back of foriegn armies. These rebel gangsters talk of democracy, yet what type of freedom do they intend to give to the people? They can't really give anything to the people as they are puppets in a master plan hatched by the evil demons of global imperialism.

It's impossible to ever be free if your nation is bound in chains to a foreign power.

'Liberal imperialism' is the mother of all contradictions. You cannot impose democracy on a nation by force of arms. Another point that has been overlooked is that many nations do not have cultures that fit in with the so-called values of democracy. Democracy is a rotten, decadent, secular western system that is more or less unfit for most nations to adopt. Western imperialists have a secret racist agenda in imposing their culture on other, for whom they see as having inferior cultures and view their own system as the only system to have.

To: President Sayeed al Bakr of the Holy Empire of Algeristan
From: Kenix Kil, Secretary of State, The Democratic Republic of Halberdgardia
Re: A Request

Your speech regarding your declaration of support for the legitimate government of Monitgnac contained alarmingly inflammatory remarks against democracy, and we felt that we had to address them, perhaps to convince you to assist us in bringing freedom to the citizens of Monitgnac.

Firstly, you claim that you will not tolerate a puppet regime in Monitgnac. We agree wholeheartedly, and this is why urge you to reconsider your support for Colonel Kolgev. Kolgev is, put simply, a military dictator in the making, a man who will use the support of the military to overthrow Premier Mikhailovich's administration and set himself up as the iron-fisted dictator of Monitgnac. We do not wish to see this occur, and we have a feeling that you do not wish this to come to pass either. Your suggestion to Kolgev to assist Mikhailovich, while sound, is a dangerous one, as Kolgev will still have popular support in the Monitgnac military. Kolgev could potentially use the power of the high-ranking government position promised to him, as well as the support of his loyal troops, to overthrow Mikhailovich in a coup following the defeat of the democratic rebels, and then rule Monitgnac as a military dictator.

Secondly, your description of the democratic rebels is completely inaccurate. You make them out to be criminals and thugs, people who should not be allowed to hold the reins of government. In fact, these "criminals" are nothing more than working-class citizens and merchants who wish to see reform come to their country. The nations supporting them, including Halberdgardia, have no desire whatsoever to use these brave men and women as puppets; rather, we only desire to see the citizens of Monitgnac have the ability to determine their own destinies, something that we feel is not something likely to happen under Premier Mikhailovich, and something that is nearly guaranteed not to happen under Colonel Kolgev.

Finally, to address your statements regarding the incompatibility of democracy with some cultures. We agree with your sentiment; democracy is not a perfect fit for all nations or cultures. However, we do not feel that such incompatibility exists in the nation of Monitgnac; we have seen nothing to indicate otherwise.

In conclusion, we believe that your support for Colonel Kolgev is misguided, as he will establish the puppet regime you fear to see in Monitgnac. Premier Mikhailovich is a better choice, as it has been indicated that he will seek reforms if his government survives the conflict. However, we believe that the pro-democracy rebels would best satisfy the desires of the people of Monitgnac, and Halberdgardia will continue to pledge its support for them. Democracy and socialism are not irreconcilable, so this makes possible a sort of compromise that should please nearly everyone: the people of Monitgnac get a democratic government, but they can keep the socialist aspects of the current administration they wish to retain. Additionally, we would encourage Premier Mikhailovich to become involved in the new democratic government, as he seems to be a responsible leader, and has indicated that he wishes for reforms.

Regardless of the course you decide to take from here, President al Bakr, we invite you to send a delegation to the peace talks being held in international waters off Monitgnac territory aboard the D.R.H. Majestic, so that Algeristan may also have a voice in deciding the fate of the people of Monignac. You may deploy a naval vessel with your delegation at your discretion.

Respectfully,
Kenix Kil
Secretary of State
The Democratic Republic of Halberdgardia

Message from the office of the Presidency of the Holy Republic of Algeristan

To: Halberdgardia

The Holy Republic of Algeristan would like to clarify that at present, Algeristan supports the government of Premier Milahovic, not Colonel Kolgev.

Algeristan would ONLY support Colonel Kolgev if either he joins forces with the government of Monitgnac or if the government were to collapse and Colonel Kolgev was the only force left to defeat the rebel gangsters.

UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES WOULD ALGERISTAN EVER SUPPORT THE REBEL GANGSTERS AND OUR NATION WILL DO ALL IT CAN TO STOP THEM IN THEIR TRACKS.

With regards to the rebel gangsters being agents of imperialism, Algeristan does not point the finger at Halberdgardia, but at Novgova.

Halberdgardia's support for the rebel gangsters, in our view, stems more from a general sense of ignorance of the facts as opposed to any imperialist design's.

Prehaps Algeristan should have been more clear in this, as the rebel gangsters are not only supported by arms and money by the nation of Novgova, but they have agreed to hand over some of Monitgnac's soveriegn powers to this nation. Novgova has also told the rebel gangsters that should they win, they should include Monitgnac in the Novgovan Federation.

H.E. President Sayeed al Bakr made an important point on this and the question of freedom, to which Halberdgardia has yet to comment on. The point H.E. made was that how can the rebel gangsters give the people freedom if they hand over all REAL POWER to Novgova.

Algeristan in no way supports communism and our support for Premier Milahovic stems from Algeristan's just hatred of imperialism, democracy and the mantra of 'liberal imperialism', the view of using war on nations to FORCE democracy on nations.

Algeristan would like to see the government of Premier Milahovic keep the one party system and a strong government, but at the same time open up the economy to the market and allow for a wave of business investement to recover Monitgnac's lost economic strength and growth.

Algeristan would like to see Monitgnac apply the same system that the People's Republic of China has got, a market economy with strong growth and a one party strong government.

Algeristan believes that if the economy were to grow again, any Monitgnac citizens who have been misled by the rebel gangsters would come back to the legitimate government as their main concerns would be dealt with. People who have good well paid jobs, mortages, cars and clothes and lots of money to spend won't care less about abstract pir in the sky theories of 'freedom' or 'democracy'. Most people want a dictatorship with a good ecnonmy as the dictatorship will be in power forever, thus the economy will always perform well. In a democracy, one government may do well for the people and the economy, but the less intelligent segments of the population would vote for incompetent politicians who would ruin everything.

Democracy is morally bad for society as well. Homosexuality, prostitution, liberal attitudes to sex, crime, murder, rape and drugs ALL FLOURISH UNDER DEMOCRACY. In a democracy, the wrong type of people, undeseirable people and degenerates, have a say and have rights. The above mentioned people have no right to live whatsoever!

Monitgnac desreves to be free and not turned into some colony of some evil nation.

Algeristan hopes that in light of this message, Halbardgardia can reconsider it's view and the fact that rebel gangster propogandists have misled you.

Your nation agrees with us in that no side should be a pawn for any imperialist nations, yet you support the rebels. You cannot try and weave the rebel gangsters away from their puppet masters, the Novgovans, as they are the ONLY power they answer to.

With regards to your invitation to peace talks, Algeristan cannot as of yet give you an answer. Algeristan does NOT know what conditions these talks seek to impose on the two sides in this conflict. Algeristan will NEVER tolerate rebel gangster participation in any new government, so if these talks consider this a possible policy, then we would not consider joining these talks. However if other policies are considered, Algeristan would like to hear about them.

From the President of the Holy Republic of Algeristan

Sayeed al Bakr

To: President Sayeed al Bakr of the Holy Empire of Algeristan
From: Kenix Kil, Secretary of State, The Democratic Republic of Halberdgardia
Re: A Request

Algeristan']Message from the office of the Presidency of the Holy Republic of Algeristan

To: Halberdgardia

The Holy Republic of Algeristan would like to clarify that at present, Algeristan supports the government of Premier Milahovic, not Colonel Kolgev. Algeristan would ONLY support Colonel Kolgev if either he joins forces with the government of Monitgnac or if the government were to collapse and Colonel Kolgev was the only force left to defeat the rebel gangsters. UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES WOULD ALGERISTAN EVER SUPPORT THE REBEL GANGSTERS AND OUR NATION WILL DO ALL IT CAN TO STOP THEM IN THEIR TRACKS.


Then perhaps we misread your original intentions. But again, we protest your slandering of the rebels. The rebels are not criminals. They are honest, hard-working citizens, and they do not deserve to be painted in such a biased way by you simply because you disagree with their political preferences. Allow me to lightly touch on the quagmire of religion. Is it not somewhat against rational thought to support a communist government that is completely atheist and secular, as opposed to supporting a democratic government that gives all citizens the freedom to practice whatever religious beliefs they hold, including Islam?

With regards to the rebel gangsters being agents of imperialism, Algeristan does not point the finger at Halberdgardia, but at Novgova.

Halberdgardia's support for the rebel gangsters, in our view, stems more from a general sense of ignorance of the facts as opposed to any imperialist design's.

Prehaps Algeristan should have been more clear in this, as the rebel gangsters are not only supported by arms and money by the nation of Novgova, but they have agreed to hand over some of Monitgnac's soveriegn powers to this nation. Novgova has also told the rebel gangsters that should they win, they should include Monitgnac in the Novgovan Federation.

H.E. President Sayeed al Bakr made an important point on this and the question of freedom, to which Halberdgardia has yet to comment on. The point H.E. made was that how can the rebel gangsters give the people freedom if they hand over all REAL POWER to Novgova.

We acknowledge your concerns, and we intend to address this issue at the peace talks. We believe that there would be little point in establishing a democratic government in Monitgnac if the government ceded control to Novgova, and hope that the rebels can be persuaded not to cede soveriegnty to Novgova.

Algeristan in no way supports communism and our support for Premier Milahovic stems from Algeristan's just hatred of imperialism, democracy and the mantra of 'liberal imperialism', the view of using war on nations to FORCE democracy on nations.

We are not "forcing" democracy on anyone. That is an oxymoron, as democracy is based on the will of the people. Therefore, it is impossible to force democracy on anyone. Rather, there are citizens of Monitgnac who already wish for democratic reform, and we seek to aid them in their quest for freedom.

Algeristan would like to see the government of Premier Milahovic keep the one party system and a strong government, but at the same time open up the economy to the market and allow for a wave of business investement to recover Monitgnac's lost economic strength and growth.

Algeristan would like to see Monitgnac apply the same system that the People's Republic of China has got, a market economy with strong growth and a one party strong government.

The system you describe can work with democratic governing, and if the people of Monitgnac wish to keep this economic system in conjunction with democratic elements, we would not oppose it.

Algeristan believes that if the economy were to grow again, any Monitgnac citizens who have been misled by the rebel gangsters would come back to the legitimate government as their main concerns would be dealt with. People who have good well paid jobs, mortages, cars and clothes and lots of money to spend won't care less about abstract pir in the sky theories of 'freedom' or 'democracy'. Most people want a dictatorship with a good ecnonmy as the dictatorship will be in power forever, thus the economy will always perform well. In a democracy, one government may do well for the people and the economy, but the less intelligent segments of the population would vote for incompetent politicians who would ruin everything.

Where do you get the notion that most people would prefer to live in a dictatorship? Dictatorships can work, but most that have been reasonably successful throughout history have depended on a crucial and incredibly rare factor: a strong, wise, benevolent, and long-reigning dictator. Such leaders are extremely rare, as most dictators fall prey to the "base" human emotions, like greed, over-ambition, hatred, genocidal tendencies, etc.

Democracy is morally bad for society as well. Homosexuality, prostitution, liberal attitudes to sex, crime, murder, rape and drugs ALL FLOURISH UNDER DEMOCRACY. In a democracy, the wrong type of people, undeseirable people and degenerates, have a say and have rights. The above mentioned people have no right to live whatsoever!

These "evils" you speak of are not unique to democratic societies, but are present in nearly every type of government and society that exists. It is a simple fact of human nature. Regarding your statements about crimes such as prostitution, murder, rape, and drug abuse, these all are true evils, but not ones that are unique to democracies, and certainly ones that can be easily handled through moderate police intervention. As for your opinion on homosexuality, while we disagree with it, we respect your right to believe it, and understand that this is another viewpoint based on your nation's religious beliefs. As for your statement that "undesirables" and "degenerates" do not have a right to live, though we respect your point of view, we strongly disagree with it, but again recognize that this is a belief stemming from your religious viewpoint.

Monitgnac desreves to be free and not turned into some colony of some evil nation.

We wholeheartedly agree, and believe that a democratic Monitgnac would serve well in resisting such a fate.

Algeristan hopes that in light of this message, Halbardgardia can reconsider it's view and the fact that rebel gangster propogandists have misled you.

Your nation agrees with us in that no side should be a pawn for any imperialist nations, yet you support the rebels. You cannot try and weave the rebel gangsters away from their puppet masters, the Novgovans, as they are the ONLY power they answer to.

The "rebel propagandists" you speak of do not exist. The rebels made no contact with us, pleading for assistance. Instead, the outbreak of civil war in Monitgnac came to our attention through the efforts of the HCIA, and from there, our government made the decision to support the rebels, as we like to encourage the rise of democracy where it is already trying to grow.

With regards to your invitation to peace talks, Algeristan cannot as of yet give you an answer. Algeristan does NOT know what conditions these talks seek to impose on the two sides in this conflict. Algeristan will NEVER tolerate rebel gangster participation in any new government, so if these talks consider this a possible policy, then we would not consider joining these talks. However if other policies are considered, Algeristan would like to hear about them.

From the President of the Holy Republic of Algeristan

Sayeed al Bakr

I am afraid I cannot give you a firm answer on what conditions will be discussed at the conference, as the conference itself has not yet even formally begun. Nevertheless, my offer still stands. We would like to see the rebels send a delegation to the conference as well, so that all sides will be represented and be able to work out a compromise that will suit all. Excluding one group or another from the conference would only serve to disenfranchise that group, and sow the seeds for future conflict. I hope that you can put aside your anti-democratic views to join us in an effort for true peace here.

Respectfully,
Kenix Kil
Secretary of State
The Democratic Republic of Halberdgardia

When the Dyellians arrived off the Monitgnac coast, they stopped long before coming into visual range of any of the other fleets in the area. It was a simple precaution. The Dyellians trusted the Halberdgardians, but definitely didn't trust anyone else in the water not to take a pot shot at them. Dyelli Beybi was still technically neutral, but there was the very real chance that they'd back the existing Government.

Once there they wasted no time in hailing the Majestic;

"This is the DBPS Marshall Suvorov, requesting permission to send a helicopter with the delegation over. Also requesting permission to put a few other helicopters up to keep an eye open for potentially hostile submarines in the area. If granted, we'll transmit todays IFF codes, just so there are no unfortunate friendly fire incidents."

OOC: wow, i go to sleep at night, and it goes up to six pages from 2, oh well, on with the show

IC:

The SPS Rächer made its way towards international waters to meet with the Byelli Bellian and Halberdgardian delegations. While there were no real diplomats on board, Admiral Schultz along with lieutenants were being sent in hopes of helping end this conflict, at least between the rebels and the legitimate government. The admiral knew that since both his nation and Halberdgardia were in the CIN, nothing could happen between their forces or risk a scandal as well as a large conflict. They would not rest, being as they had orders to do it, until Colonel Colgev and his men were all either dead or arrested. The SPS Rächer is a small destroyer able to carry one helicopter, which would transport them to the Halberdgardian ship. Once they got in range, the SPS Rächer raidoed the Halberdgardian ship, the Majestic "This is the SPS Rächer, requesting permission to send over our delegation for the negotiations. Please respond ASAP"

Hendersburg

Paper, broken glass, and bullet casings littered the pavement. They made a funny crunching sound under the Lieutenant's boots as he paced the city evaluating the destruction. The fires of nearby stores illuminated his harsh, grim face as he walked down streets of pillaged buildings. It also illuminatd the figure of a man he knew, trudging back to report.

"Sergeant, what the hell happened to you?" the Lieutenant yelled in shock.

The Sergeant, his personal aide, had been sent to reorganize as many soldiers as possible. He came back an hour late, caked in blood, and completely stripped of his uniform.

"Sir, I tried sir... ...They won't listen ...they beat me ...I tried to stop them from taking her ...and I got beat and they told me to die." The Sergeant collapsed to the ground to catch his breath, and then stood wobbily up again.

The Lieutenant quickly took the Sergeant's arm and put it over his shoulders, and helped walk the Sergeant to a first aid station. The first aid station was full of injured soldiers, either beat up, shot by friendly fire ot would-be vigilantes, or drunkeness, but he had to leave the Sergeant there by himself so that he could go find the major.

While running up the road to the HQ he happened to come upon the Major, pistol drawn, with eight soldiers of various rank.

"Major, what the hell is happening! I cannot control my troops!"

The major, obviously stressed, pointed the gun at the Lieutenant before calming down enough to realize that he was there to help.

"Get your gun and at gunpoint, force these bastards to either reorganize or die. That is your orders, Lieutenant! Follow me."

They didn't go far before they came upon a group of soldiers openly raping a woman in the middle of the street.

"You there! Soldiers! You are under arrest!" the Major yelled with his pistol drawn.

The soldiers stopped and turned around.

"You corporal! Take two men and arrest this guy!" the Lieutenant barked to two soldiers accompanying them.

The men hesitated.

"That's an order!" The Lieutenant yelled with his pistol glaring straight into one of their faces.

The soldiers reluctantly arrested the other soldiers while the major and the lieutenant cleared the houses of the street one by one of any unruly soldiers.

They shot 5 men who resisted and were continuing north when smoke columns began to rise from the east side of the town and the airraid siren went off. It was Kolgev's men, launching an attack at their soldiers.

The Lieutenant and the Major manage to rally some troops as they went east to the fighting, but they were vastly outnumbered by fleeing troops running away, who had thrown down their helmets and firearms, and were running for dear life. Soon, The Lieutenant's and Major's force had disentegrated out of fear even before they reached the conflict, and eventually the Major and Lieutenant also had to retreat.

The whole day started off with the advance group of 5,000 troops and tanks entering to fortify the town.

However, the lack of law had reduced the army into rabble as it began a rampage of death and destruction.

The first signs of trouble began soon after the troops arrived. For retaliation for the earlier attack on themselves, some troops took it upon themselves to execute the mayor, ironically pro-Mikhailovich, and leave him hanging in a tree as an example. Finding no resistence to this action, troops began to break into buildings, stealing first medical and ammunition, but then personal items, money, and other possessions such as televisions.

Despite the presence of officers the soldiers began to loot and plunder. Eventually this led to the entire force being caught off-guard and except for many tanks that had escaped, the entired force was destroyed, much easier than Col Kolgev had cos would not be able to gain reinforcement for another week as his force of 30,000 more is not fully mobilized.
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Communist Party Headquarters

Mikhailovich squrimed uneasily in his seat. For the last few days he did not feel well. His stomach hurt constantly, and he had not slept more than 4 hours the enitre week. The stress was getting to him.

"Premier, please begin."

The premier was sitting at the end of a nice mahogany table with twelve senior party members.

"You called me here, why don't you begin?"

"Very well," the Senior Political Advisor said. "As you know, Monitgnac is in a bit of situation and has been for the past year. It has culminated into an international incident larger than it ever has before. Right now, as the politicians of foreign nations squabble over our land, we find ourselves being eaten alive by an infection, a disease if you will, that threatens to destroy us from the inside out.

They bring promises of help, but so far they have accomplished nothing, and we are running out of time, Premier. Kolgev is not in a position to take us yet, but his numbers are growing steadily. The rebels hold New Market, Sarujeva, and now Port Salem has just defected today. We are not going to last longer, and we need foreign help now. Send a message to Algeristan ands send a message to Mikosolf and that we need help now and are welocme to receive their aid and deployments."

The sole phone in the conference room began to ring.

"I'll get it," General Marcos replied.

General Marcos picked up the phone and began to talk. As the conversation wore on, his face became more pale, he became more sweaty, and the conversation was constantly picked by 'What?' and 'How?' which constantly kept the party members on the edge of their seats, as their curiousity increased.

General Marcos hung up the phone.

"Gentlemen, ladies (there were female senior members then male), I have disturbing news. As of an hour ago, the advance force at Hendersburg has completely disentigrated. There is no army in between us and Kolgev. He'll be in range of the capital in 5- 6 hours, and except for a few tanks there is no way to stop him. His army numbers approximately 15,000, not 10,000 as previously estimated, and is capable enough of taking the capital.

Unless Mikosolf Corporation is capable of mobilizing almost instantaneously, I find it very doubtful that they would be able to make the 3 1/2 hour drive from their position to Monitgnac and set up in enough time to help. My main force is tied up pacifying the populace and holding the rebel swarm in Port Salem. I am afraid I have to recommend that we evacuate immediately."

"In light of this news, I post my resignation as head of the Communist Party
and as premier, and will make a televised speech to the country within the hour. I will save the populace of a war and hand the government over." Mikhailovich said.

There was considerable shock at such a statement.

"Your resignation is declined, Premier," the Political Adivsor said. "You will stay and fight with us until the very end and I will not let abandon us."

"Wait just a minute! I am the Premier and I am the head of the Communist Party-"

"You think you are the head of us? No, no premier! We are the head of you. Whatever we say, goes. If you want to save the populace, then you will help us!" the Political Advisor yelled.

"This is an outrage! An insult! How DARE you challenge me! I am the Premier! You are dismissed! General! Escort this man out of here!" The Premier yelled back.

"Sorry sir. Can't do that." General Marcos brought out his pistol and pointed it at the Premier.

"Now Premier, settle down. Now you understand. If you care about the lives of your people, and if you care about the lives of others, if you care about your son, you will help us to the end. Marcos, arm the missiles."

"You can't do that! I won't let you destroy our own soil!" The Premier said. He was referring to ten secret SCUD launchers in the country that even the Premier did not know where they were.

"And Marcos, if Monitgnac is captured, arm Armageddon."

Armageddon, the code name for a single nuclear ICBM that was generously donated on behalf of the CCCP in its glory days. The ICBM has long since been taken apart; due to the lack of maitanance, the ICBM itself was no longer capable of launching. However, the nuclear detination device still existed somewhere, and unfortunately as Mikhailovich found out, it was in the capital Monitngac somewhere.

"Now, Premier, you are going to sit in your little chair in the capital until either the crisis goes away or the we pull you out. But do not try anything and act normally."

The premier exited the HQ and sped off to the Presidential Palace.

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To: General Marco
From: Lt. Gen. Nelson Corle
Subject: Troop deployment

Sir, this is Lt. Gen. Corle of the Mikosolf Expedition force Bravo Bravo Victor. Requesting advice for force deployment of my two divisions for maximun effect. I await your reply.

From: General Marcos
To: Lt. Gen. Nelson Corle

Deploy your forces 10km around the capital if you can. Unfortunately, Col Kolgev has broken through and is now on a direct route to the capital and will arrive in 5-6 hours. If you can make it, then do so, but spare the lives of your men if you cannot and prepare a defensive perimeter around Port Neugeux to await the arrival of Party staff members.

Aboard the D.R.H. Majestic, in International Waters off the coast of Monitgnac, 1106 Zulu

"Admiral! Incoming message, sir!"

Fleet Admiral Jack Forrester responded with the calm of a seasoned naval officer.

"Bring it up, Commo." He looked to Secretary of State Kenix Kil, who was standing beside him here on the Majestic's bridge. "That's probably your delegation sending their warm greetings, Mr. Secretary."

Kil smiled faintly. "I have a feeling you're right, Admiral."

This is the DBPS Marshall Suvorov, requesting permission to send a helicopter with the delegation over. Also requesting permission to put a few other helicopters up to keep an eye open for potentially hostile submarines in the area. If granted, we'll transmit todays IFF codes, just so there are no unfortunate friendly fire incidents.

"Respond with the following message, Commo. Begin on my mark. Mark."

[Reply]

To: The Commander of the DBPS Marshall Suvorov
From: Fleet Admiral Jack Forrester, Halberdgardian Navy
Re: Delegation

Permission to land your delegation granted. Permission to transmit friendly IFF codes also granted. We'll send you ours as well. Also, if have commo with the Socialist Prussians, you may inform them that they too have permission to land, and we request their IFF codes as well, also to minimize any unfortunate accidents. Secretary Kil and I look forward to seeing your delegations here. Forrester out.

Message from the office of the Presidency of the Holy Republic of Algeristan

To: Premier Milahovic of Monitgnac

Algeristan has already wired the 4.5 billion USD that we promised you, into your national bank.

Algeristan's ships and aircraft have already left our nation en route to Monitgnac to deliver the military supplies to your nations military forces. We are delivering the following in support of your cause:

2.) 50 million rounds of ammunition.

3.) 35,000 AK-47 assault rifles.

4.) 5,000 Dragunov sniper rifles.

5.) 15,000 Uzi SMGs.

6.) 50,000 Barreta pistols.

7.) 30,000 hand grenades.

8.) 15,000 RPG-7 anti tank rocket launchers.

9.) 10,000 SAM-7 anti aircraft rocket launchers.

10.) 120 BMP-3 APCs.

11.) 100 M113 APCs.

12.) 100 T-62 MBTs.

13.) 70 T-72 MBTs.

14.) 70 T-80 MBTs.

15.) 40 AH-64 Apache attack helicopters.

16.) 50 Mi-24 attack helicopters.

17.) 100 Mi transport helicopters.

18.) 70 SU-30 jet fighters.

19.) 50 MIG-29 jet fighters.

20.) 30 F-18 jet fighters.

Thank you for accepting Algeristan's support and if you request that we send in Algeristani troops into Monitgnac for the purpose of fighting the rebel gangsters and Colonel Kolgev, then we will fly in our troops.

From the President of the Holy Republic of Algeristan

Sayeed al Bakr

Message from the office of the Presidency of the Holy Republic of Algeristan

To: Halberdgardia

Algeristan has decided that if you insist on the rebel gangsters participating in these talks, then Algeristan will NOT be party to these talks.

You forget that the rebel gangsters anwers ONLY to Novgova and no one else.

Colonel Kolgev could take over the capital soon and events are moving much faster than any ineffective peace talks.

Algeristan has already shipped over the military aid we promised and we are now calling up our military forces for possible combat in Monitgnac. Our air force will wipe out the rebel bases and our troops will fight bebel ground forces, wipe them out, tkae no prisoners and we shall also target all 'civilians' that we find supporting the rebel gangsters.

From the President of the Holy Republic of Algeristan

Sayeed al Bakr

Zanta Air Base
Preparation

General Federico Calvo stood silently, watching as the last C-130 transports were filled with eager Zarbian soldiers. These men would soon be on their way to Monitgnac to restore order in a nation wracked by political turmoil.

The collapsing Communist regime had left the country a hellhole, and now Zarbia would be forced to oust their dictator and replace him with a local strongman. The Zarbians would try to fashion steel ties with this Kolgev, but if he was unwilling to cooperate then he would be removed and another, more pro-Zarbian leader would be put in.

As the first of the C-130's began to taxi in preparation for takeoff, Calvo turned and began walking out of the massive hangar. This operation was out of his hands, now it rested on the shoulders of...

Initiation

Marco Landas sat comfortably in the aerial transport, feeling the aircraft begin moving down the runway. As a major general in the Zarbian army and the commander of the division assigned to Monitgnac, he had the massive responsibility of representing the Junta overseas. The lives of ten thousand soldiers as well as thousands of logistical crew rested on his judgement and ability.

Suddenly the C-130 picked up speed, rumbling down the paved runway as the troops inside of it held on tightly. This was only the first of many transports which would be flying to Monitgnac; aircraft would be taking off from this airbase all day.

Right behind the C-130 were two VA-2 Demon fighters; five entire squadrons would be deployed throughout the day, serving as protection for the Zarbian deployments. In twenty four hours the entire division and logistics would be firmly settled on foreign soil and entering the conflict.

Secret IC:

The Halberdgardia Central Intelligence Agency Compound, somewhere in Halberdgardia, 1320 Zulu

In the shadowy offices of the Administrator of the HCIA, a solitary figure sat in a massive chair, one designed such that it could perfectly conceal a occupant of nearly any size, behind his desk. This was one of the most powerful men in Halberdgardia, and not even his true name was known to most of his subordinates. Today, he met with his second-in-command.

"You wished to see me, Mr. Administrator?"

"Yes." A pause. "The situation in Monitgnac has grown out of control. Kolgev's forces are preparing to take control of the country, and Mikhailovich's regime is dissolving faster than a paper bag in acid. The rebels face total disaster if they do not receive immediate support, and the peace talks being held by Secretary Kil will go nowhere if only two nations attend. Add to the fact that Algeristan has refused to enter the talks, and are instead choosing to stand by their anti-democratic bullshit, and you have a recipe for goddamned disaster." The Administrator's tone was icy, yet heated and venomous. As if his second-in-command needed any reminding as to what a dangerous man his superior was.

"Yes, sir. Monitgnac will not end up being a pretty scenario."

"I've made my decision."

His SIC waited.

"To go in with all guns blazing, and to openly support the rebels would be foolish. We did that before, but since we didn't actually act on it, the other nations will never suspect that we're supplying aid to the rebels. So here's what we'll do.

"We'll send a detachment of some of our best HCIA agents to rendezvous with the rebels, and set up some sort of...agreement. We'll get in touch with CINCSOC and see if he can get us some SpecOps personnel to liasion with the rebels as well. We give them money and weapons, and then we take the fight to the commie bastards."

"Understood, sir. I'll get the word out to CINCSOC ASAP."

"Send encrypted copies of the plan to Leafanistan, McKagan, and Willink, too. I want them to get word of this. Maybe they'll set up something similar."

"Yessir."

Aboard RMV Avisron

"Sir, the seal's are ready to go." an operations officer said from the shady corner of the bride. "Send em in," the Captain ordered while sitting down.

SEAL's from both the Weiland Class attack sub and the Nemesis Class destroyer had been going into the wilderness of Monitgnac to train rebels in guerilla fighting, anti armor, and anti aircraft operations.

With that, several teams of Marines had flown Blackhawk helicopters into the country and dropped off loads of P90's to arm the rebels.

Encrypted message to Haberdgardia

"We're here, sending in supplies. Remember though, if anyone asks, we're here to make sure the problem doesn't get out of hand."

Headquarters, ArmsDiscounters Bonstock, inc.
Port Yuko, Bonstock

Pierre de Burgoise, a somewhat short man wearing a fine business suit, sat in a high-backed chair behind his wooden desk. He took a glass and a bottle of French wine, and poured himself a glass. He began to sip it, and think about other matters.

Being CEO of the ArmsDiscounters Bonstock corporation, the second largest corporation in Bonstock, he had years of defense contracting experience under his belt. He was perhaps one of the most powerful men in Bonstock, giving a huge sum of the money that helped Harald Gustavsson be reelected President.

Monsieur de Burgoise laughed to himself at the thought of Lord Harald, as the people popularly called him. The man was a military-backed demogogue, at the very least, but too much of an idealist. The tall, red-haired young man could lead an army into combat and a nation through any crisis by sheer charisma, and the Bonstocknian people loved him. But he was so young, still in his twenties. Inexperienced, of course. He and the Bonstocknian Senate were, in de Burgoise's mind, a rubber stamp for the agendas of Corporate Bonstock.

So, when his company had a problem, Harald Gustavsson was the first person to be called. This time, it was a business deal. A small one, but one that, if performed incorrectly, could have severe consequences. The government of Haberdgardia had just purchased from his company ten of its "Guerrilla Warfare" military packages, with some 120,000 AK-47s, 15,000 RPG-7Vs, 15,000 RPD machine guns, and 3000 82mm mortars. But, there was only one problem. It was supposed to be shipped directly to Monitgnac, for use by the rebels in their fight against the communist regime.

Therein lay the big problem. Haberdgardia wouldn't smuggle the weapons in, as they would be implicated by Monitgnac and would suffer reprecussions. So, de Burgoise was in a difficult position. Either blow a deal worth 100 million dollars, or get caught in a situation that could drag the Federal Republic of Bonstock into war.

With a virulent anti-communism that was shared with all of Corporate Bonstock, he chose the latter. He picked up the phone, and dialed directly for the President.

"Hello?" answered the young voice of President Gustavsson.

"Mr. President, sir. It is Monseuir de Burgoise," said de Burgoise in his French accent. "I am in need of your assistance."

"What is it?"

"Our company has recieved a deal to ship lots of arms to ze rebels in Monitgnac from Haberdgardia. Yet we must transport them there ourselves."

"Are you asking me to have the Bonstocknian military send a bunch of C-17s loaded with Kalashnikovs to parachute onto some foreign rebels?"

"Freedom fighters, zey are. Remember your place, Mr. President. You are still in office because of our company's good graces. You owe us for our campaign contributions."

"Sir, I must protest..."

"Do as I say. Zer is no other way. We will deliver the weapons to Ste. Evremonde Air Force Base, outside Port Yuko. You will transport them from there." De Burgoise hung up the phone.

Presidential Office
Port Yuko, Bonstock

Lord Harald put down the phone slowly. His aide, a young woman named Colonel Lin Meijiang, was standing there. "Sir, what is it?" she said.

"Colonel, tell the Defense Department to get me twelve C-17s at Ste. Evremonde AFB fueled for an intercontinental trip, and send a communication to the rebels in Monitgnac. Tell them we are sending in weapons, and would like to know where to drop them."

"Yes, sir."

"Do we have any carriers near Montignac?"

"One sir, the FRBS Odysseus Rex, en route to waters off Tree Hugging Lesbians in support of local peace initiatives with Seprioth."

"Divert it. Get it to Monitgnac. This mission will hopefully be short."

"Yes, sir." She turned, and began to leave the room. Gustavsson called her back for a second.

"Colonel, this operation is to be classified."

"Yes, sir." She left the room.

The communication to the rebels was short and too the point. "Haberdgardia has asked us to deliver weapons to you. Aircraft are en-route to deliver them to you. Where may we drop them?"

Headquarters, ArmsDiscounters Bonstock, inc.
Port Yuko, Bonstock

Pierre de Burgoise, a somewhat short man wearing a fine business suit, sat in a high-backed chair behind his wooden desk. He took a glass and a bottle of French wine, and poured himself a glass. He began to sip it, and think about other matters.

Being CEO of the ArmsDiscounters Bonstock corporation, the second largest corporation in Bonstock, he had years of defense contracting experience under his belt. He was perhaps one of the most powerful men in Bonstock, giving a huge sum of the money that helped Harald Gustavsson be reelected President.

Monsieur de Burgoise laughed to himself at the thought of Lord Harald, as the people popularly called him. The man was a military-backed demogogue, at the very least, but too much of an idealist. The tall, red-haired young man could lead an army into combat and a nation through any crisis by sheer charisma, and the Bonstocknian people loved him. But he was so young, still in his twenties. Inexperienced, of course. He and the Bonstocknian Senate were, in de Burgoise's mind, a rubber stamp for the agendas of Corporate Bonstock.

So, when his company had a problem, Harald Gustavsson was the first person to be called. This time, it was a business deal. A small one, but one that, if performed incorrectly, could have severe consequences. The government of Haberdgardia had just purchased from his company ten of its "Guerrilla Warfare" military packages, with some 120,000 AK-47s, 15,000 RPG-7Vs, 15,000 RPD machine guns, and 3000 82mm mortars. But, there was only one problem. It was supposed to be shipped directly to Monitgnac, for use by the rebels in their fight against the communist regime.

Therein lay the big problem. Haberdgardia wouldn't smuggle the weapons in, as they would be implicated by Monitgnac and would suffer reprecussions. So, de Burgoise was in a difficult position. Either blow a deal worth 100 million dollars, or get caught in a situation that could drag the Federal Republic of Bonstock into war.

With a virulent anti-communism that was shared with all of Corporate Bonstock, he chose the latter. He picked up the phone, and dialed directly for the President.

"Hello?" answered the young voice of President Gustavsson.

"Mr. President, sir. It is Monseuir de Burgoise," said de Burgoise in his French accent. "I am in need of your assistance."

"What is it?"

"Our company has recieved a deal to ship lots of arms to ze rebels in Monitgnac from Haberdgardia. Yet we must transport them there ourselves."

"Are you asking me to have the Bonstocknian military send a bunch of C-17s loaded with Kalashnikovs to parachute onto some foreign rebels?"

"Freedom fighters, zey are. Remember your place, Mr. President. You are still in office because of our company's good graces. You owe us for our campaign contributions."

"Sir, I must protest..."

"Do as I say. Zer is no other way. We will deliver the weapons to Ste. Evremonde Air Force Base, outside Port Yuko. You will transport them from there." De Burgoise hung up the phone.

Presidential Office
Port Yuko, Bonstock

Lord Harald put down the phone slowly. His aide, a young woman named Colonel Lin Meijiang, was standing there. "Sir, what is it?" she said.

"Colonel, tell the Defense Department to get me twelve C-17s at Ste. Evremonde AFB fueled for an intercontinental trip, and send a communication to the rebels in Monitgnac. Tell them we are sending in weapons, and would like to know where to drop them."

"Yes, sir."

"Do we have any carriers near Montignac?"

"One sir, the FRBS Odysseus Rex, en route to waters off Tree Hugging Lesbians in support of local peace initiatives with Seprioth."

"Divert it. Get it to Monitgnac. This mission will hopefully be short."

"Yes, sir." She turned, and began to leave the room. Gustavsson called her back for a second.

"Colonel, this operation is to be classified."

"Yes, sir." She left the room.

The communication to the rebels was short and too the point. "Haberdgardia has asked us to deliver weapons to you. Aircraft are en-route to deliver them to you. Where may we drop them?"

OOC: Just a note (being the paranoid person I am): this is not an open declaration of my support for the rebels, but should instead be considered a secret IC, even though it was not noted as such. Anyone using this post to go, "OMG!!! HALBERDGARDIA R SUPPORTING TEH REBELS!!!! N00K THEM!!!", or the English equivalent, will be ignored.

Secret IC:

The Special Forces contingent off the Yorktown-class aircraft carrier D.R.H. Stormhawk, along with the HCIA's liaison detachment to the rebels, lifted off the carrier's flight deck in a small group of MH-53J PaveLow helicopters. The Special Forces contingent was about one-hundred strong, with a dozen HCIA agents tagging along. Within a matter of minutes, thenear-silent helos had made their way to the dense forest area where the rebels and their McKagan liaisons were stationed. They were surprised to be met with a massive contingent of already-well-armed and -trained rebels, and a few thousand new recruits. After getting over their initial awe and distributing supplies, the HCIA and Special Forces men got to work training some of the new recruits. They would be a formidable force, indeed. Anyone expecting a disorganized, weak enemy in the rebels would be in for a nasty surprise.

Aboard RMV Avisron a marine sat in the amphibious deck looking at an empty room.

He had just ordered his men to complete the last transfer of what amounted to 75,000 P90, and about 400,000 hand grenades.

Earlier in the week the Republican Navy (RNS) had sent in a secretive cargo ship. It hadn't been marked as a naval craft, but as a civilian ship carrying food supplies to an island futher down the coast.

When infact, it was carrying a rather large arms shipment.

With the arms around 200,000 men were now armed to the teath (this is what I sent in, not counting others) to fight a guerilla war for an extremly long time.

Thinking back, the Marine who had carried out the planning in the operation was proud. He had equiped people for a war that could possibly last for a long time, better yet, enemy armor was going to be assaulted relentlessly.

ooc: A weapons shipment... This will be my only post, a weapons shipment that Halberdgardia ordered.

Somewhere off the coast of Monitgnac:

A couple of large cargo ships arrived silently off the coast near a deserted stretch of beach. It was night and the bright globe of a full moon hung high in the sky.

Using CELLDAR and passive radar and sonar to scan the skies and waters for threats, they proceeded slowly towards the beach. The ships landed close to a sandbar and dropped anchor. There, they met with Monitgnacian pro-democracy fighters in small rubber dinghies. The crew began to unload boxes full of weapons into the dinghies, which were then ferried to shore. The process took a long time, but in the end, all the crates were unloaded.

The ships then left, quickly.

FYI: The weapons are ATW-1 Civil Defense Editions.
Halberdgardia paid for them, and these are technically Halberdgardian ships pruchased and commissioned with his resources.

OOC: Just a note (being the paranoid person I am): this is not an open declaration of my support for the rebels, but should instead be considered a secret IC, even though it was not noted as such. Anyone using this post to go, "OMG!!! HALBERDGARDIA R SUPPORTING TEH REBELS!!!! N00K THEM!!!", or the English equivalent, will be ignored.

ooc: yes, that post I made was secret IC. I personally don't have much intention of getting involved, just fulfilling my storefront-owner duties.

ic:

Secret Transmission to Rebels:

If there is an airfield near Port Salem that is in rebel hands, Bonstocknian C-17s will fly in the weapons. Please respond ASAP, the transports are just about on the way.

Department of Defense Headquarters,
Port Yuko, Bonstock
2100 Hours Bonstocknian Standard Time (BST)

The Secretary of Defense listened alongside President Gustavsson in hearing the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff address the assembly. An old man standing tall in his Army green dress uniform, the Chairman began. "Sirs, our operations have now been planned. The rebels are known to control Port Salem, on the coast of Monitgnac, according to our intelligence. That will allow us to fly in 18 C-17s, with the weapons and about a month's supply of ammunition. That is all we have to do for this operation. The carrier Odysseus Rex will launch two squadrons of twelve F-35Cs along with 2 EA-6 aircraft to escort the Air Force transports, in case we encounter resistance."

Lord Harald raised his hand. "What if one of our transports gets shot down?"

"If that happens, this will become an international incident. We will, of course, see to it that we do not lose anyone."

Ste. Evremonde AFB
Central Bonstock
2300 Hours BST

Darkness had already fallen. Perfect, it was, to conceal the departure of the 18 C-17s now taxiing towards the runway. If all went well, no one would know of their departure.

The first of the giant grey birds rolled onto the runway. "All systems functional. Requesting permission to take off."

"Fatbird 1, you are clear for takeoff."

The C-17 throttled up, and slowly lumbered into the air. Within a few minutes, its companions were with it, flying in formation towards Monitgnac.

Back at ArmsDiscounters Bonstock HQ, Monsieur de Burgoise poured himself another glass of fine French wine, and toasted his ability to control the government.

Secret Transmission to Rebels:

If there is an airfield near Port Salem that is in rebel hands, Bonstocknian C-17s will fly in the weapons. Please respond ASAP, the transports are just about on the way.

OOC: Monitgnac has said he's not really going to RP the rebels, and is going to leave that up to the people supporting them. I hope he changes his mind, but for now, assume that McKagan and I are RPing them, and so I'll respond to your message.

IC:

Encrypted Response to Bonstock

This is Colonel Jack Whittier, head of the rebel forces (OOC: actually, he's the Halberdgardian Special Forces commander, but that's not something he's about to admit over a transmission that could be intercepted). We'd be more than happy to receive your shipment, and your planes are cleared for landing at Salem National Airport.

End Response

OOC: I'll RP the rebels with ya, i'm going to actually keep up with this thread as much as I could now.

IC:

An embedded SEAL in the Monitgnac is walking through one field to the other side.

He no longer looks like a SEAL, he has a P90 like the rest of the rebels, along with 5 hand grenades and some sort of pistol from the old Saharistan army (OOC: My military sold alot of their stuff off after the invasion, so it still can't be tracked)

He and his 12 man squad had trained about 500 men over the last few weeks. Those 500 men could now use their native sniper rifles to pick off officers, and then escape into the vast plains.

What this basically amounts to, the SEAL's are now playing Rambo.

Department of Defense Headquarters,
Port Yuko, Bonstock
0000 Hours BST

"Mr President," said the Secretary of Defense, "the clock has stuck midnight, and the planes are off. Shall we commence operations?"

"Yes. Give the order to commence Operation Pelican."

"Yes, sir."

Aboard FRBS Odysseus Rex, off the shores of Monitgnac
2400 Hours local time

"Admiral, the Air Force transports are just about in theater. Should we launch the fighter escort?"

"Yes. Launch the 1st Squadron immediately."

"Yes, sir."

The catapults fired off 12 F-35s into the air, and they flew to escort the transports. Two EA-6 Prowlers accompanied them, and began jamming any nearby government radars.

Meanwhile, the transports got near the base. They crackled on the radio to the Salem Airport, "This is Fatbird flight, requesting permission to land."

Department of Foreign Defensive Initiatives

As of this moment due to paranoia, Leafanistan is commiting about 7 Skate-Class and 7 Scorpian-class Frigates to this theatre, to protect Halberdgardian and McKagan ships from enemy attack. About 5 Hog-class Transport ships will be included for logistics, they have 2 5"-cannons and 6 Patriot missiles.

[Scorpian-class are mostly anti-air frigates with limited anti-shipping ability. Skate-class are built to counter any danger on the high seas.]

[END]

Office of Naval Intelligence, Section 17
[Decrypting]

On board those frigates and transport ships are 200 of our best guerilla warfare specialists and 20,000 AK-104s chambered for the 7.62*39mm and as usual kits to change to the 5.56 NATO. We've also included 15,000 RPG-16s with 3 tandem HEAT rounds, 2 thermobaric rounds, and 2 40mm Anti-personnel rounds per launcher. As following standard procedure we've included the "Commando, Light, Paratrooper" how you want to call it models of these weapons for easy transportability. We will move these in via small, nearly silent boats to the prearranged meeting areas. We will link with McKagan and Halberdgardia forces in the mainland and begin training. Yes boys, we are in this.

Aboard RMV Avisron, 2400 Hours local time

"Sir, we've got multiple birds in the air in our no fly zone, should we fire?"

The Captain had just been transfered off of an Advanced Tactical Frigate, he wasn't use to being invisable on a Nemesis-class Destroyer; thus, he almost gave the order to fire.

"A no fly zone out here isn't very responsive after a few days, very few nations can actually see through our steath settings, and at night? Only a handfull." the Captain said while sitting on the dark bridge that was lit only by a few computer consoles.

"Don't shoot at them, it's probably going in to help the rebels anyway, on that note, have we heard from Squad 3 today?"

The Captain liked to keep up to date on the deployment of his troops, both Marine and SEAL.

"Our last Marine Ghost Recon scout team over there said they'd saw the sniper from S3 enter a forest on the far side of a clearing, but no contact was made before the Marines got a low altitude Seahawk out."

0100 Local Time

The special forces troops moved in silently in their boats. The ultra-quiet waterjet nary made a noise. Up ahead, a small green LASER flashed the Morse Code for 17 Bacon the prearranged code word. The leading boat responded with the prearranged responce, "Yes Please". They landed quiet on shore, and started handing weapons off. The special ops kept their IR goggles on, scanning for troops. An IR satellite stayed in geosync at a cost of $20 million a day to keep an eye on them. The sniper suddenly saw something. He raised his rifle, only a chipmunk. He lowered it and kept scanning the horizon, waiting for any possible threats. By 0235 they finished and the remainder of the personnel left in their boats to rejoin a transport ship. The special ops that stayed began to sneak into the night, joining the rebel forces. They left their badges and insignia on the transport ship, if they were to die, they'd be another nameless Hammer and Sickle Star on the massive Bronze Memorial to fallen agents.

OOC: McKagan, Halberdgardia, lets begin, I suggest first, killing a major party member, stir up fear amoung the Commies ranks, and then kill one of the Colonel's officiers to stir up fear amoung those facists.

OOC- my countries half communist

OOC: McKagan, Halberdgardia, lets begin, I suggest first, killing a major party member, stir up fear amoung the Commies ranks, and then kill one of the Colonel's officiers to stir up fear amoung those facists.

Well, i've got a few SEALS (ok, just get this straight, my marines are in fully McKagan cammo, but none are actually in the country at the time, the SEAL's blend in with the rebels) in the ranks that could take some people with them and pick off an official or two.

Then, we make it look like the other factions did it.

Salem National Airport
0200 Hours

The C-17s, given their permission to land, descended from the clouds, and landed, with F-35s circling overhead. They quickly offloaded the shipment, refueled, and were off within a half an hour. The Navy planes returned to their carrier, and the transports flew back to Bonstock. The carrier moved on, and all evidence of Bonstocknian participation was quickly put to rest. The Bonstocknian people were not ready to learn about the operation, and it needed not bother their heads.

Encrypted message to mckagen

May I suggest arming a small prop plane with a free fall bomb or something of the sort, and then attacking a government building or somthing of importance ?

End Encryption

0100 Local Time

The special forces troops moved in silently in their boats. The ultra-quiet waterjet nary made a noise. Up ahead, a small green LASER flashed the Morse Code for 17 Bacon the prearranged code word. The leading boat responded with the prearranged responce, "Yes Please". They landed quiet on shore, and started handing weapons off. The special ops kept their IR goggles on, scanning for troops. An IR satellite stayed in geosync at a cost of $20 million a day to keep an eye on them. The sniper suddenly saw something. He raised his rifle, only a chipmunk. He lowered it and kept scanning the horizon, waiting for any possible threats. By 0235 they finished and the remainder of the personnel left in their boats to rejoin a transport ship. The special ops that stayed began to sneak into the night, joining the rebel forces. They left their badges and insignia on the transport ship, if they were to die, they'd be another nameless Hammer and Sickle Star on the massive Bronze Memorial to fallen agents.

OOC: McKagan, Halberdgardia, lets begin, I suggest first, killing a major party member, stir up fear amoung the Commies ranks, and then kill one of the Colonel's officiers to stir up fear amoung those facists.

Somewhere in Rebel-Held Monitgnac Territory, 0235 Zulu

Colonel Jack Whittier, commander of the Halberdgardian Special Forces detachment in Monitgnac, greeted the incoming Leafanistan agents. They were brought to the command tent, where McKagan personnel were already waiting.

"Well, men, most of our support has arrived, so I'm in agreement with the Leafanistan personnel here that it's about damn time we took the fight to these communist bastards. They've suggested we kick things off with a little fear and intimidation by assassinating a high-ranking Mikhailovich party member, and to hit one of Kolgev's top men too. From there, we start our guerrilla warfare, and hopefully push these bastards out.

"So, here's our plan. Major Kirkland here will be leading the Halberdgardian contingent, who will be in charge of sniping the Kolgev target..."

OOC: Monitgnac, care to supply us with the names of some officials we can pick off? Leafanistan, McKagan, feel free to delegate tasks to yourselves.

Encrypted Response

How about we load a small plane with 10 pounds of C4 and do a suicide attack?

No, no suicide attacks. However, what will be easy would be to get a small UAV, put a couple pounds of C4 on it and ram it into something. That would work great. We'd need a transmitter though adn the UAV, I'll see what I can do.

Office of Naval Intelligence, Section 17

Request approved.

[END]

Secret IC: As of now another transport ship is coming to "relieve" the first one due to "mechanical" problems. We'll be seeing you.

"Secret" OOC (I guess): We don't want to look like terrorists, though. Maybe we ought to re-think these attacks of ours.

Encrypted response
Yeah, sounds good. Dress the body as a Anti-rebel member though. i can supply C4. Plane will fly in, hit either capital building or Salem airport, your choice.


We can rewire the plane for auto pilot instead and fly its path into something

Encrypted response
Yeah, sounds good. Dress the body as a Anti-rebel member though. i can supply C4. Plane will fly in, hit either captial building or Salem airport, your choice.

I'm sure we can find a dead government soldier or a dead facist soldier, slap him on the plane sitting up and ram him in. We'll get the parts from the "transport" ship.

Encrypted response
Yeah, sounds good. Dress the body as a Anti-rebel member though. i can supply C4. Plane will fly in, hit either capital building or Salem airport, your choice.


We can rewire the plane for auto pilot instead and fly its path into something

Encrypted Transmission

Here's an idea: take your idea, fly the plane into a building in Port Salem, claim it was the opposition, and use that as our excuse for the assassinations we've planned.

Or.... i can just fire missiles at stuff.....

Encrypted Transmission

Here's an idea: take your idea, fly the plane into a building in Port Salem, claim it was the opposition, and use that as our excuse for the assassinations we've planned.


Secret IC: That works great. Round up some dead bodies, slap them inside a building, then level it with a suicide plane with Government markings. Then the next day do the same thing but this time make it a suicide plane with Facist markings.

Or.... i can just fire missiles at stuff.....

Then your nation itself would be involved in the war and we don't want that, now do we?

Secret IC

I'll arm some rebels with Stinger missiles and let them blow up some military thing in the port and then claim thats why government retaliated.

No, no suicide attacks. However, what will be easy would be to get a small UAV, put a couple pounds of C4 on it and ram it into something. That would work great. We'd need a transmitter though adn the UAV, I'll see what I can do.

Office of Naval Intelligence, Section 17

Request approved.

[END]

Secret IC: As of now another transport ship is coming to "relieve" the first one due to "mechanical" problems. We'll be seeing you.

That's actually what I was talking about, suicide meaning for the UAV.

:mp5: wow amazing government story. You should make it into a book.

Secret IC: That works great. Round up some dead bodies, slap them inside a building, then level it with a suicide plane with Government markings. Then the next day do the same thing but this time make it a suicide plane with Facist markings.

Encrypted Response

Two similar suicide attacks back-to-back by each faction looks suspicious, and the plane shouldn't have markings. If it was actually them, they wouldn't be stupid enough to have their markings on their plane. The plane has to be something nondescript, and the condemning evidence has to be something subtle enough that it looks like it was just a sloppy mistake on the part of the "enemy agent"; a military ID belonging to the communist forces in his wallet, or something.

:mp5: wow amazing government story. You should make it into a book.

Congrats on your first post. It is as pointless as how many sesame seeds are on a sesame seed bun.

Encrypted Response

Two similar suicide attacks back-to-back by each faction looks suspicious, and the plane shouldn't have markings. If it was actually them, they wouldn't be stupid enough to have their markings on their plane. The plane has to be something nondescript, and the condemning evidence has to be something subtle enough that it looks like it was just a sloppy mistake on the part of the "enemy agent"; a military ID belonging to the communist forces in his wallet, or something.

After C4 exploding inside the plane, i doubt anything remotley flammable will be left.

Enough fragments will be left to make a "positive" identification.

OOC: As no one is "supporting" the rebels openly can I assume that current navy forces of those nations secretely supporting the rebels are to be treated as nonbeligerents?

IC:

Corle read the message. Even with the troops piggie backing on the armor I don't think we can move in fast enough, he mused. Pulling up the map he tries to think of the best way to help the Monitgnacians.

Stepping out of the comendered building he turns to a private bandwidthe, "Lt. Fikm, I want you to send two hundred of our LBTs to Monitgnac. Orders are to hit and run against the renegade force of Kolgev if the terrain permits it, if not, reinforce their position in the city to allow the Party Memeber's escape."

"Yes sir," Lt. Fikm responded.

Calling out over the general com, -I guess we're staying here for a while ladies, I want this place locked down and ready by 2200 hours!-

OOC: Now that we've decided on our plan, a single suicide plane attack, maybe we ought to actually RP it...

OOC: As no one is "supporting" the rebels openly can I assume that current navy forces of those nations secretely supporting the rebels are to be treated as nonbeligerents?

Yes.

IC:

The Halberdgardian fleet discreetly maneuvers away from the Mikosolf Corporation fleet under the cover of night, so that they will not be attacked if perceived as helping the rebels (though the Mikosolf Corporation commander, nor anyone else, cannot possibly know this).

The subs silently approached the coastline, delievering the UAVs, 6 very light UAVs and their control devices with frequency modulators. They then returned underneath Leafanistani frigates protecting the neutral peacekeeping fleet off the coast.

OOC: All the naval ships are here as "observers."

IC:

Aboard the San Antonio Class (amphibious assault vehicle) RMV Raptor, a Marine on the well deck walks over to a wall mounted laptop computer and sends an encryped message to Leafanistan.

"We've not got our full load of APC's, we've got a reserve force of 25,000 Silenced Sniper rifles and another 10,000 P90's down here. We've also got 6 UAV's that are unmarked and fully disposable, and enough C4 to take out a sizeable chunk of anything. If you want to have a conference about the distribution of the C4 and UAV's then we'll have an Osprey over there on one of your ships. Just get the rest of the allies here. If they want, and to keep suspicions down, we can have the craft go by and pick up their representatives.

Again, 6 UAV's that our supply depot gave us to fly into civilian barges out at sea, if you guys want to see about getting them spread out we'll see about prices; or we can just do the arial operations by ourselves."

OOC: Has anyone thought about remote controlled helicopters? Make it look like a civilian is flying around over the city and then have it blow itself up beside a building?

However in light of the possible advance by Colonel Kolgev and the possiblity, according to our intelligence services, of Halberdgardian, Willink, Leafanistani and McKagan support for the rebel gangsters, both in aid and possible agents in the war zone; Algeristan will now deploy troops to Monitgnac and our nation's great and brave armed forces are going to join the fight.

OOC: its SECRETE IC! I know I'm complaining for the other guys but I don't care how uber your intel is when ppl want it secrete it should be secrete, intercepts occure only when both parties want it too for hte good or the RP!

OOC: All the naval ships are here as "observers."

IC:

Aboard the San Antonio Class (amphibious assault vehicle) RMV Raptor, a Marine on the well deck walks over to a wall mounted laptop computer and sends an encryped message to Leafanistan.

"We've not got our full load of APC's, we've got a reserve force of 25,000 Silenced Sniper rifles and another 10,000 P90's down here. We've also got 6 UAV's that are unmarked and fully disposable, and enough C4 to take out a sizeable chunk of anything. If you want to have a conference about the distribution of the C4 and UAV's then we'll have an Osprey over there on one of your ships. Just get the rest of the allies here. If they want, and to keep suspicions down, we can have the craft go by and pick up their representatives.

Again, 6 UAV's that our supply depot gave us to fly into civilian barges out at sea, if you guys want to see about getting them spread out we'll see about prices; or we can just do the arial operations by ourselves."

OOC: Oh sorry 'bout that.

Secret IC: I think we should start getting heavier things out there. We at ONI wonder if we could move some Howisters, jeeps, TOW jeeps, BDRM Scouts, 5-ton trucks, T-55s etc. If anyone wishes to lend us Transport subs or ultra-quiet ships that can handle these large vehicles inform ONI at Section 3 and we'll begin shipping.

Also we approve your request, land on the transport ship GRLS Durable.

[END]

OOC: EST gets me, good night.

Algeristan']Message from the office of the Presidency of the Holy Republic of Algeristan

To: All nations in this conflict

The Holy Republic of Algeristan has already given generous financial and military aid and support to the government of Premier Milahovic in Monitgnac.

However in light of the possible advance by Colonel Kolgev and the possiblity, according to our intelligence services, of Halberdgardian, Willink, Leafanistani and McKagan support for the rebel gangsters, both in aid and possible agents in the war zone; Algeristan will now deploy troops to Monitgnac and our nation's great and brave armed forces are going to join the fight.

The Algeristani Islamic Armed Forces (AIAF) are to be deployed in the civil war in Monitgnac. The following shall make up this contingent:

* 40,000 Algeristani Army (AA) troops.

* 10,000 Algeristani Republican Guard (ARG) troops.

* 3,000 Algeristani Presidential Guard (APG) troops.

* 5,000 Algeristani Air Force (AAF) personnel.

* 2,000 military advisors, for supporting the Monitgnac military forces.

TOTAL MANPOWER STRENGTH: 60,000

With our 60,000 troops, the AIAF will also be sending in the following military hardware:

* 600 army SUVs with mounted MGs.

* 350 BTR-60 APCs.

* 200 M113 APCs.

* 200 BMP-3 APCs.

Total APC strength: 750

* 150 T-80 MBTs.

* 150 T-72 MBTs.

* 250 T-64 MBTs.

* 400 T-55 MBTs.

Total MBT strength: 950

* 50 SCUD-B surface to surface missile launchers (conventional warheads).

* 100 FROG-7 surface to surface missile launchers (conventional warheads).

* 140 MIG-33 fighter jets.

* 170 MIG-29 fighter jets.

* 100 SU-30 fighter jets.

* 130 SU-27 fighter jets.

* 50 F-18 fighter jets.

* 70 F-16 fighter jets.

Total jet fighter strength: 660

* 35 TU-22 bombers.

* 60 TU-16 bombers.

Total bomber strength: 95

* 140 Mi-8 transport helicopters.

* 60 Mi-24 attack helicopters.

* 60 AH-64 Apache attack helicopters.

* 100 AH-1 attack helicopters.

Total attack helicopter strength: 220

This great army shall finally liberate Monitgnac from the yoke of rebel gangsterism and evil foreign imperialism.

May Allah bless our armed forces, Algeristan and Monitgnac!

From the President of the Holy Republic of Algeristan

Sayeed al Bakr

Ignored. There is NO WAY you can link us to it.

End of discussion.

So, if you're still sending in forces, YOU'RE THE "evil" IMPERIALIST.

OOC: Though I respect secrete IC if you start moving heavy stuff from sea into Monitgnac I will start to notice as you are shipping tanks and what what, we are not just playing tetris on our fancy computers and satilights m'kay?

(OOC) sorry for that then, ignore that segment of the post.

I will simply refer to 'foreign powers' when our intel informs us of what aid/support/training the rebels get.

Although everyone knows that the rebels are puppets of Novgova, if you read the first page of this thread.

OOC: Oh sorry 'bout that.

Secret IC: I think we should start getting heavier things out there. We at ONI wonder if we could move some Howisters, jeeps, TOW jeeps, BDRM Scouts, 5-ton trucks, T-55s etc. If anyone wishes to lend us Transport subs or ultra-quiet ships that can handle these large vehicles inform ONI at Section 3 and we'll begin shipping.

Also we approve your request, land on the transport ship GRLS Durable.

[END]

OOC: EST gets me, good night.

Secret IC:

Our APC compliment has been converted from our APC's to BMPs. We'll talk about the rest at the conference.

OOC: Who else wants the Osprey to pick them up?

(OOC)Thats ok, many nations will see our ships going into Monitgnac.

The main message I gave was an official Algeristani government statement to the international community.

Unlike the nations backing the rebels, we are going to be very open about who we support.

(OOC) McKagan, did you mean to ignore the bit about my message highlighting you and your allies support for the rebels.

Or are you ignoring everything and don't want me in this conflict???

I did make a post urging people to forget about that bit in my main message about your support for the rebels.

IC

An Osprey aircraft is brought out of the hangar aboard Raptor. Within moments a pilot and an armed Marine are aboard it, then it's set up for a vertical launch and it raises into the air.

It moves forward and then the propellers turn back around and it flies away like a normal airplane.

Flying low over the waters a message is sent out, "who requests transport to the transport ship Durable."

The aircraft turned and came back over Raptor and began to climb.

Algeristan'](OOC) McKagan, did you mean to ignore the bit about my message highlighting you and your allies support for the rebels.

Or are you ignoring everything and don't want me in this conflict???

I did make a post urging people to forget about that bit in my main message about your support for the rebels.

I was just talking about you linking us to the rebels.

(OOC) Well I asked for it to be ignored, so thats that done.

BTW, as my aid to the government forces in Monitgnac was public and non-secret, is your nation going to respond in any way?

I was just thinking as I have put in a lot of hardware and troops on the government's side and this is bad news for the rebels.

Algeristan'](OOC)Thats ok, many nations will see our ships going into Monitgnac.

OOC: I think he was addressing the nations that are supporting the rebels. And we're OK with not shipping heavy stuff like tanks; after all, the weapons that we've supplied them with are commonly available ones, so that they can't necessarily be traced back to us or be seen as obvious foreign aid.

Algeristan']BTW, as my aid to the government forces in Monitgnac was public and non-secret, is your nation going to respond in any way?[/quote

I was just thinking as I have put in a lot of hardware and troops on the government's side and this is bad news for the rebels.

OOC: Possibly. Officially, though we would like to see the rebels prevail, we're all basically neutral; we haven't taken sides. My official position is something like: Kolgev=Worst/To be stopped at all costs; Mikhailovich=Not great, but still way better than Kolgev; Rebels=Best choice if they had any chance of winning. Unofficially, of course, we're supporting the rebels with money and arms.

We don't need to aknolowege any support.

For a guerilla war to be sucessful it doesn't mean firepower must be matched. With all the training and weapons our Marine LCAC's have given the rebels, any tank or helicopter that comes around them is gonna have to haul ass to avoid a firestorm.

**Tri-128bit encryption, modulating frequencies**
To: General Xiao Elshere
From: Lt. Gen. Corle
Subj: Additional Forces

Due to the sudden shift in the Monitgnac situation I request that more forces be send here and put under my command if we wish for a definite end to the conflict and a good grasp within the nation’s economy. I request for one AS (air superiority) carrier, as well as a standard compliment augmented with two LFMB (long flight missile batteries), as well as two more infantry divisions, one hundred more Vanguard MBTs, two-hundred fifty Lightning LBT, and the AIF (anti-insurgency forces) on stand-by.

To: Lt. Gen. Corle
From: General Xiao Elshere
Subj: Re: Additional Forces

Granted, expect carrier forces within two days and land within five.

Najjaf, capital city of Algeristan

Presidential Palace

Minister of Defence: "Sir, I have some disturbing news for you."

President Bakr: "What is it now, has Premier Milahovic surrendered or something? Have our forces been attacked en route to Monitgnac."

MoD: "No, by the grace of Allah, it's regarding a possible coup d' etat in Monitgnac, not a open coup, but a secret palace coup."

PB: "Continue."

MoD: "Well Sir, our suspicions were raised two days ago when certain members of the Monitgnac military made key decisions, both invloving combat activites and dealings with other nations. A certain General Marcos now makes decisions that appear out of line with the policy and strategy of Premier Milahovic. Whilst there has been no annoucemnets by Monitgnac on any changes in the government, Premier Milahovic has been out of view these last few days and our diplomats have not been able to get through to him. We keep getting through to Milahovic's PA instead."

PB: "Do you think Milahovic still hold the Premiership?"

MoD: "Officially speaking, yes, unofficially speaking, no. His power is now just a paper document with his title on it. In my view, Milahovic will still hold official office, but all real power has now passed into the hands of those around him or some yet to be known clique of men. The Monitgnac government cannot afford to make public any government changes in the face it's enemies. Any change will send a clear signal to the rebels that the regime is on it's last legs and the rebels would just have to give it one push and then it would collapse."

PB: "I knew that Premier Milahovic suffers from bad health, do you think his health was a factor in this?"

MoD: "Possibly, but other factors could yet emerge. Maybe the Premier wanted to resign and flee, but the party knows that such a change would give it's enemies the signal that they have lost the fight. Another possibility is that the Premier wanted to talk to the rebels and possibly introduce democratic reforms and party hardliners moved to nip that in the bud."

PB: "Given all of this and that whilst Milahovic is still in power on paper, but in reality other now rule Monitgnac, I think it best that we HALT ALL support to the government and move to Colonel Kolgev, as he is the only person who can now stop the rebel gangsters."

PB: "Ill make our position known to the world soon, meanwhile our ship our still sailing in international waters, tell them to stop for a period of twelve hours, upon which they shall go to there new location and with their new orders to fight for Colonel Kolgev."

MoD: "Right away Sir."

Algeristan']Najjaf, capital city of Algeristan

Presidential Palace

Minister of Defence: "Sir, I have some disturbing news for you."

President Bakr: "What is it now, has Premier Milahovic surrendered or something? Have our forces been attacked en route to Monitgnac."

MoD: "No, by the grace of Allah, it's regarding a possible coup d' etat in Monitgnac, not a open coup, but a secret palace coup."

PB: "Continue."

MoD: "Well Sir, our suspicions were raised two days ago when certain members of the Monitgnac military made key decisions, both invloving combat activites and dealings with other nations. A certain General Marcos now makes decisions that appear out of line with the policy and strategy of Premier Milahovic. Whilst there has been no annoucemnets by Monitgnac on any changes in the government, Premier Milahovic has been out of view these last few days and our diplomats have not been able to get through to him. We keep getting through to Milahovic's PA instead."

PB: "Do you think Milahovic still hold the Premiership?"

MoD: "Officially speaking, yes, unofficially speaking, no. His power is now just a paper document with his title on it. In my view, Milahovic will still hold official office, but all real power has now passed into the hands of those around him or some yet to be known clique of men. The Monitgnac government cannot afford to make public any government changes in the face it's enemies. Any change will send a clear signal to the rebels that the regime is on it's last legs and the rebels would just have to give it one push and then it would collapse."

PB: "I knew that Premier Milahovic suffers from bad health, do you think his health was a factor in this?"

MoD: "Possibly, but other factors could yet emerge. Maybe the Premier wanted to resign and flee, but the party knows that such a change would give it's enemies the signal that they have lost the fight. Another possibility is that the Premier wanted to talk to the rebels and possibly introduce democratic reforms and party hardliners moved to nip that in the bud."

PB: "Given all of this and that whilst Milahovic is still in power on paper, but in reality other now rule Monitgnac, I think it best that we HALT ALL support to the government and move to Colonel Kolgev, as he is the only person who can now stop the rebel gangsters."

PB: "Ill make our position known to the world soon, meanwhile our ship our still sailing in international waters, tell them to stop for a period of twelve hours, upon which they shall go to there new location and with their new orders to fight for Colonel Kolgev."

MoD: "Right away Sir."

OOC: Interesting plot twist. Not that I can comment on it IC until you make your official announcement, though...

Just out of curiosity, Algeristan, where you do live in RL? Country/state/province is fine, I don't need a specific town or anything. I think I'm seeing a pattern here...

OOC: Halberdgardia, say something IC if you want to go to a conference about weapons dealing with what we have in the cargo hold of my new amphibious assault ship. It's on a Leafanistan vessel, but i've got a plane going around picking people up.

Official bulletin-Algeristani Islamic News Agency (AINA)

H.E. President Sayeed al Bakr

As of today, the Holy Republic of Algeristan has decided to STOP ALL SUPPORT, both military, diplomatic, political and financial, to the government of Premier Milahovic of Monitgnac. Our reasons for doing this are due to the view that we cannot see any serious effort by the Monitgnac government to crush the rebel gangsters. The government of Monitgnac has all but collapsed and their rule hardly extends beyond the capital and even in their own city, they are not safe.

Instead, in line with our nations policy to destroy the rebel gangsters, Algeristan will pledge it's support to the forces of Colonel Kolgev.

The military forces that Algeristan sent to fight for Milahovic, have not yet reached Monitgnac and I have already given them orders to land at ay bit of land that is nearest to land held by Colonel Kolgevs forces.

As of now our forces shall fight for Colonel Kolgev.

Algeristan had always put pressure on Monitgnac's government to join forces with Colonel Kolgev, but they never took it up. That alone will cost Milahovic his power and maybe his life.

Our military forces will remain at the strength we promised to our former allies. The forces that Algeristan is sending to Monitgnac to help Colonel Kolgev liberate his great nation is as follows:

The Algeristani Islamic Armed Forces (AIAF) are to be deployed in the civil war in Monitgnac. The following shall make up this contingent:

* 40,000 Algeristani Army (AA) troops.

* 10,000 Algeristani Republican Guard (ARG) troops.

* 3,000 Algeristani Presidential Guard (APG) troops.

* 5,000 Algeristani Air Force (AAF) personnel.

* 2,000 military advisors, for supporting Colonel Kolgev's military forces.

TOTAL MANPOWER STRENGTH: 60,000

With our 60,000 troops, the AIAF will also be sending in the following military hardware:

* 600 army SUVs with mounted MGs.

* 350 BTR-60 APCs.

* 200 M113 APCs.

* 200 BMP-3 APCs.

Total APC strength: 750

* 150 T-80 MBTs.

* 150 T-72 MBTs.

* 250 T-64 MBTs.

* 400 T-55 MBTs.

Total MBT strength: 950

* 50 SCUD-B surface to surface missile launchers (conventional warheads).

* 100 FROG-7 surface to surface missile launchers (conventional warheads).

* 140 MIG-33 fighter jets.

* 170 MIG-29 fighter jets.

* 100 SU-30 fighter jets.

* 130 SU-27 fighter jets.

* 50 F-18 fighter jets.

* 70 F-16 fighter jets.

Total jet fighter strength: 660

* 35 TU-22 bombers.

* 60 TU-16 bombers.

Total bomber strength: 95

* 140 Mi-8 transport helicopters.

* 60 Mi-24 attack helicopters.

* 60 AH-64 Apache attack helicopters.

* 100 AH-1 attack helicopters.

Total attack helicopter strength: 220


But let us not forget the real main enemy, the evil rebel gangsters and their vile band of imperialist puppet masters, a coalition of pure evil that threatens everyone.

This great army shall finally liberate Monitgnac from the yoke of rebel gangsterism and evil foreign imperialism.

May Allah bless our armed forces, Algeristan and Monitgnac!

From the President of the Holy Republic of Algeristan

Sayeed al Bakr

London, UK :gundge:

Encrypted Comminique (OOC: or whatever you call it)
To: Halberdgardia, McKagan
From: Republic of Raptorain Executive Office
Subject: RE: Civil war in Montignac

Much like your nations, we have been watching as the nation of Montignac has collapsed into a civil war. We also firmly believe in the rebel's cause, oppose the failed communist government, and are against Colonel Kolgev's bid for power in a nation teethering on the brink of anarchy. As such, we wish to supply the rebels with arms and supplies.

Unfortunately, due to the limited (OOC- read: small) size of our armed forces, sending a naval task force to the region as your nations have done is simply out of the question. The most we can commit is several squads of Special Forces to help train the rebels and limited weapons, ammunition and food.

Therfore, we cordially request full cooperation from your nations in terms of supplies, basing and military intelligence. We would greatly appreciate any help regarding the matter, as we are working towards a common goal.

End


OOC: Can someone provide a list of which cities, especially those with ports or airfields, controlled by the three factions respectively?

OOC 2: With Algeristan's official military deployment to the region and its backing of a renegade military leader, isn't this grounds for a full-scale war?

110 Hours, Point Halo

"Sir, no movement" a fully cammo'd McKagan Marine reported after the Seahawk helicopter dropped him off.

"Bring in the bird" someone said into the communications device.

With that, a SuperStallion helicopter carrying a BMP flew over and deployed the vehicle.

This continued, and with help from the Marine LCACS, the 25 of the BMP's Raptor had decided to put into play had been deployed up and down the coast of the rebel held territory.

After that transfer was complete an LCAC with another huge weapons shipment came ashore. Aboard it was a compliment of several hundred shoulder mounted SAM's, as well as another shipment of advanced P90's. The LCAC returns to Raptor.

Aboard RMV Avisron

"Sir, the deployment is going as planned. Everthing is in place. Your request for the aditional 3 Weiland Class subs has been completed, they are now off scouting the 'less than friendly' fleets and inserts SEAL's around the Island to scout for the advance of the rebels."

OOC: Halberdgardia, say something IC if you want to go to a conference about weapons dealing with what we have in the cargo hold of my new amphibious assault ship. It's on a Leafanistan vessel, but i've got a plane going around picking people up.

OOC: It's late here on my end, I don't have the time to write up an IC post, but assume I'm in. You can have the plane pick up Colonel Whittier, he'll turn command of supervising the rebels and such over to his XO, Major Kirkland, until he returns. Raptorain, I'll also write up an official IC post to respond to your communique tomorrow, but you can assume you're good to go in terms of helping us support the rebels. Welcome to the club. :)

Late here too... 1:30... I'm going to bed soon.

The Dyelli Beybian delegation in Monitgnac was not happy. Nobody seemed even vaguely interested that they were there. The Government was more than happy to support the Government in Monitgnac, but that force, at least in the view of Commisaar Davies seemed to view the Dyelli Beybians as superfluous... or had completely forgotten about them.

They were however, far from being 'out of the loop' information wise. They were in communication with the Cheka HQ in Cyro, who had told them (quite cheerfully) that Colonel "Cold-Ed" was advancing on Monitgnac, and that they were probably in a lot of trouble, especially considering how rabidly anti-Communist most of his supporters seemed to be, and how Communist Dyelli Beybi was.

It was then that Davies made her mind up, "We're going for a drive." she declared, "Or more correctly we're getting the hell out of this damned country before someone shoots us.... Benjia House said there's too much AA on the ground to take a jet out safely, and no guarantee they'll respect our neutrality, what's more these local buggers don't seem that efficient, by the time they refuel our plane we'll have rebels pointing guns down our throats."

"Sounds sensible to me." one of the two bodyguards replied, "Which way are we going."

"First we'll change into civvies, then hit the airport, we have a pilot and co-pilot to pick up. We're not leaving any Dyelli Beybians behind, and besides we need the weapons stowed on the plane. Any questions?"

"Yeah." it was the same bodyguard, "We're scarpering, right?"

"Oh for God's sake John, do you think they call me 'good at surviving' for nothing? I know when to leave, and it's just before the shit hits the fan, which I'm predicting it will in less than 24 hours." Davies did not sound happy.

"OK 'Trish, I was just wondering if we're going to get a ticking off when we get home." John replied placating.

She shook her head then shrugged, "Who knows, who cares, at least we'll be alive the see it."

The changed, the trio ended up looking like they were going on safari... somewhere cold. The flavour of the say seemed to be thick coats in greens and browns, and jeans. The bodyguards were probably sporting armoured vests under the coats. The one called Fred kept eyeing up his female companion when he thought she wasn't looking, her jeans were perhaps a little bit on the tight side... If she noticed, she didn't care.

"We're going out." she explained to the person at the door, then, taking the supplied SUV, the trio drove to the airport.

The pair of flight crew seemed quite relieved to be leaving, and helped to surreptitiously sneak guns and ammo into the boot of the vehicle, along with dried food and bottled water that had been onboard and a military grade radio... Then they left as fast as they could safely drive, "Ah Commisaar?"

"Yep." she'd donned a pair of dark glasses and was readying to flash her papers at any Government roadblock. She was hoping they knew there was a Dyelli Beybian fact finding team in town.

"Which way are we going?"

"South."

"That will take us straight through rebel lines."

"No other way John." her voice was matter of fact and brooked no argument, "When we get close to the firing zone we'll head down the back roads, if the worst comes to the worst, we'll shoot our way out, we need to get to the coast then radio the Marshall Suvorov... then just pray the Captain's in a good enough mood to pick us up."

"You make it sound so simple." he retorted, "God bless Dyelli Beybi."

"Out of curiosity." the pilot asked, "how likely do you think we are not to get picked up?"

She considered this for a moment, "I'd say our chances are about a million to one, we'll probably get stopped by a vastly numerically superior force, I'll probably get raped, then we'll either get thrown in a prison cell or shot... pass me one of those pistols will you?"

The pilot was looking a little unwell, "You're thinking of shooting yourself if it gets too bad?"

She laughed, as he handed the gun over to her, "Oh good Lord no, but I'll blow the balls off anyone who tries any funny business."

It sounded like she viewed the current predicament as all a big joke, feelings which nobody else in the SUV shared.

"God bless Dyelli Beybi." The pilot pronounced as the car sped off South, heading out of the capital towards an uncertain future...

(OOC: If anyone wants to stop this lot, go ahead.)

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The Dyellian helicopter turned out to be a Hind. It landed on the Halberdgardian flagship at about the same time that the Marshall Suvorov was relaying the relevant invitation over to the Socialist Prussians.

The three Dyellians who stepped out were firstly, the Right Honourable Dr Ledoux, a thin bespectacled blonde man. He was followed by Genorale-Maggiore Hogan, a big bearded individual, and finally a rather slim and slimy looking Commisaar answering to 'Yeates'.

They introduced themselves one, by one. The Commisaar and Genorale both wore field grey uniforms heavily decorated with Chi Rhos (the national emblem of the very Catholic Dyelli Beybi), and with plenty of gold braid in the Genorale's case. Both wore peaked caps and well polished jack boots. The politician in the group was wearing a crisp navy blue suit with tidy dress shoes, a paler blue shirt, and plain tie in the same colour as his jacket.

They were the kind of delegation you'd only get from Dyelli Beybi. The uniform spoke of the heavy Germanic influences in Dyelli Beybi's history. It also advertised it's Catholicism. The Commisaar's presence was a very potent symbol of Communism and the State's grip on the country. Religion and Communism had probably never mixed so freely as they did in Dyelli Beybi. Further more Dyelli Beybi was a democracy. The people were perfectly free to get rid of Ledoux and his breed... but they chose not to. The economy was strong. The Cheka kept Dyelli Beybi's enemies at bay. People lived well, the education system was one of the best in the world and the healthcare system was also fairly good. Crime was low and the arts were keenly encouraged.

The main danger was the Cheka, always the double edged sword. Ever meddlesome, the overbearing security agency was quite capable of plunging Dyelli Beybi into a long drawn out war, in one of it's many devious schemes to 'protect the Revolution'.

The Dyelli Beybian delegation in Monitgnac was not happy. Nobody seemed even vaguely interested that they were there. The Government was more than happy to support the Government in Monitgnac, but that force, at least in the view of Commisaar Davies seemed to view the Dyelli Beybians as superfluous... or had completely forgotten about them.

They were however, far from being 'out of the loop' information wise. They were in communication with the Cheka HQ in Cyro, who had told them (quite cheerfully) that Colonel "Cold-Ed" was advancing on Monitgnac, and that they were probably in a lot of trouble, especially considering how rabidly anti-Communist most of his supporters seemed to be, and how Communist Dyelli Beybi was.

It was then that Davies made her mind up, "We're going for a drive." she declared, "Or more correctly we're getting the hell out of this damned country before someone shoots us.... Benjia House said there's too much AA on the ground to take a jet out safely, and no guarantee they'll respect our neutrality, what's more these local buggers don't seem that efficient, by the time they refuel our plane we'll have rebels pointing guns down our throats."

"Sounds sensible to me." one of the two bodyguards replied, "Which way are we going."

"First we'll change into civvies, then hit the airport, we have a pilot and co-pilot to pick up. We're not leaving any Dyelli Beybians behind, and besides we need the weapons stowed on the plane. Any questions?"

"Yeah." it was the same bodyguard, "We're scarpering, right?"

"Oh for God's sake John, do you think they call me 'good at surviving' for nothing? I know when to leave, and it's just before the shit hits the fan, which I'm predicting it will in less than 24 hours." Davies did not sound happy.

"OK 'Trish, I was just wondering if we're going to get a ticking off when we get home." John replied placating.

She shook her head then shrugged, "Who knows, who cares, at least we'll be alive the see it."

The changed, the trio ended up looking like they were going on safari... somewhere cold. The flavour of the say seemed to be thick coats in greens and browns, and jeans. The bodyguards were probably sporting armoured vests under the coats. The one called Fred kept eyeing up his female companion when he thought she wasn't looking, her jeans were perhaps a little bit on the tight side... If she noticed, she didn't care.

"We're going out." she explained to the person at the door, then, taking the supplied SUV, the trio drove to the airport.

The pair of flight crew seemed quite relieved to be leaving, and helped to surreptitiously sneak guns and ammo into the boot of the vehicle, along with dried food and bottled water that had been onboard and a military grade radio... Then they left as fast as they could safely drive, "Ah Commisaar?"

"Yep." she'd donned a pair of dark glasses and was readying to flash her papers at any Government roadblock. She was hoping they knew there was a Dyelli Beybian fact finding team in town.

"Which way are we going?"

"South."

"That will take us straight through rebel lines."

"No other way John." her voice was matter of fact and brooked no argument, "When we get close to the firing zone we'll head down the back roads, if the worst comes to the worst, we'll shoot our way out, we need to get to the coast then radio the Marshall Suvorov... then just pray the Captain's in a good enough mood to pick us up."

"You make it sound so simple." he retorted, "God bless Dyelli Beybi."

"Out of curiosity." the pilot asked, "how likely do you think we are not to get picked up?"

She considered this for a moment, "I'd say our chances are about a million to one, we'll probably get stopped by a vastly numerically superior force, I'll probably get raped, then we'll either get thrown in a prison cell or shot... pass me one of those pistols will you?"

The pilot was looking a little unwell, "You're thinking of shooting yourself if it gets too bad?"

She laughed, as he handed the gun over to her, "Oh good Lord no, but I'll blow the balls off anyone who tries any funny business."

It sounded like she viewed the current predicament as all a big joke, feelings which nobody else in the SUV shared.

"God bless Dyelli Beybi." The pilot pronounced as the car sped off South, heading out of the capital towards an uncertain future...

(OOC: If anyone wants to stop this lot, go ahead.)

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The Dyellian helicopter turned out to be a Hind. It landed on the Halberdgardian flagship at about the same time that the Marshall Suvorov was relaying the relevant invitation over to the Socialist Prussians.

The three Dyellians who stepped out were firstly, the Right Honourable Dr Ledoux, a thin bespectacled blonde man. He was followed by Genorale-Maggiore Hogan, a big bearded individual, and finally a rather slim and slimy looking Commisaar answering to 'Yeates'.

They introduced themselves one, by one. The Commisaar and Genorale both wore field grey uniforms heavily decorated with Chi Rhos (the national emblem of the very Catholic Dyelli Beybi), and with plenty of gold braid in the Genorale's case. Both wore peaked caps and well polished jack boots. The politician in the group was wearing a crisp navy blue suit with tidy dress shoes, a paler blue shirt, and plain tie in the same colour as his jacket.

They were the kind of delegation you'd only get from Dyelli Beybi. The uniform spoke of the heavy Germanic influences in Dyelli Beybi's history. It also advertised it's Catholicism. The Commisaar's presence was a very potent symbol of Communism and the State's grip on the country. Religion and Communism had probably never mixed so freely as they did in Dyelli Beybi. Further more Dyelli Beybi was a democracy. The people were perfectly free to get rid of Ledoux and his breed... but they chose not to. The economy was strong. The Cheka kept Dyelli Beybi's enemies at bay. People lived well, the education system was one of the best in the world and the healthcare system was also fairly good. Crime was low and the arts were keenly encouraged.

The main danger was the Cheka, always the double edged sword. Ever meddlesome, the overbearing security agency was quite capable of plunging Dyelli Beybi into a long drawn out war, in one of it's many devious schemes to 'protect the Revolution'.

OOC: I never forgot about you, I just assumed you wanted to explore the country's conditions yourself. You are free to go anywhere, but be mindful that there is a radio in the SUV because it is a government Diplomatic SUV, and the fact that there is a locator device in the SUV because those SUVs are expensive and we don't like to get them lost.

On a second note, if worse got to worse and you were in the capital, you would be airlifted out on VIP status along with other political leaders and given priority status in secret government bunkers.

50km Outside Monitgnac

Kolgev's men were tired. They had been going for days without sleep and then were forced to attack and then get on trucks to go attack the capital, a capital that was vastly pro-Mikhailovich in numbers.

About 2/3 of the population lived north of the river, and they were mostly pro-Mikhailovich, too. In a matter of fact, only the poorer cities and farmers supported Kolgev, and that percentage he shared with the rebels.

Almost by miracle, the Monitgnac airforce, which supposedly didn't exist, began to strife Kolgev's forces with cannon fire. 5 MiG-21s dashed by occasionally firing rockets, and continued to attack until ZSUs scared them off. The highway was littered with damaged trucks and they lost an hour trying to get together. However, they began to receive word that LBTs were heading in from the East and that T-55s, T-72s, and T-80s, mostly those that escaped encirclement earlier, were coming in from the north.

With a severe lack of anti-armor, Colonel Kolgev grudgingly conceded that heading toward the capital was utterly futile, and he began to retreat.

"General Marco, how are the troops coming?" Mikhailovich asked.

"Within 3 days, 40,000 troops will be mobilized. Fortunately they are better than the so-called army we had mobilized earlier. At least these men will fight, unlike that pathetic militia."

"That's why it took longer to mobilize these men than the others."

"Exactly."


"I see." Mikhailovich paced around his room.

"Foreign powers are helping the rebels though. Colonel Kolgev's men are getting help from the Algeristan nation. Funny, being that they gave us the money, but give the troops to Kolgev."

"They switched horses midstream."

General Marco paced around as well. "Several unidentified small boats have been spotted around the Port Salem area. Trails from a fleet are frequently seen to the East and around Port Salem. Yesterday, an unidentified fleet was seen by a foreign tanker. And there is the manner of an unidentifed ship that is frequently coming near shore by the rebels."

"Send MiGs to investigate, increase maritime patrols, and send out fishing ships to identify the fleet. Also command the cruise ship Alorica to do the same." Mikhailovich send while sitting down in his plush leather seat.

Official Communique

From: Premier Mikhailovich
To: Government of Algeristan

We demand that you immediately cease your actions and remove any forces from our country. Not only are your actions a declaration of war on a soverign state, but by supporting an internal conflicting force within a soverign nation, you are also in violation of International Law.

Port Nuageux was begining to look less like a port town and more like a military instilation. Already perimiter buildings had piles of sand bags around them, many now with gun ports cut into the walls. Even outside the city the landscape had been rended. Lines of anti-tank pikes sat in long rows, their pressure detenated KE rounds waiting for a tank to try and push through them.

As Lt. Gen. Corle had just heard about the fall back of Kolgev's troops from the capital he returns to his HQ to figure what to do. We need to divide, don't want to have three way battles... so maybe if we start running patrols here we can begin to split the country in half, once the reinforcement maybe into forths even...

Ok, lets start some patrols running along the length of the road from our position to the capital. Time to divide the land.

To McKagan and Halberdgardia

Office of Naval Intelligence, Section 17
High Frequency Modulating Narrow Beam Satellite Relay
Priority Gamma
Requesting Key
Accepted, Decrypting

Goddamnit, enemy ships are spotting us, and those goddamn fishermen are waking up to our helicoptors airlifting supplies. We need to be quieter. The good news is that so far Monitgnac only suspects something, and we appear to be a peacekeeping delegation. The bad news is that moving supplies are getting harder and harder to do. So we have two choices, both of which are hard: A) we stop moving heavy equipment, or B) we get some transport subs and move amphibious equipment only. The way we see it, there is no way we can move stuff without being spotted, unless we take more direct action. Moving in only when there is no one around, and "removing" any fishermen who happen to come upon us.

In other news we're almost done packing 10,000 HN-5 AA RPGs, and 10,000 FIM-92A Stinger RPGs, the reason we are diversifying is to make it look like the rebels are just ordinary people who bought black market weapons from all over the place. There are 4 rounds per launcher per system.

We also have recognized the rebel's lack of suppressing fire ability. We are almost done producing nearly 20,000 RPK-74 5.45x39 mm light machine guns (450,000 rounds in 45 round box magazines). We are also moving 16,000 PKMS 7.62 * 54 mm Machine Guns for anti-personnel use (150,000 rounds too) and for a little touch of havok courtesy of the Minister of Shiny Things, we are transporting 3,000 NSV-12.7 "Utes" very heavy machine guns. These are capable of piercing of 16mm of steel armor at 500 meters and are used on nearly all Soviet and Russian vehicles as the anti-air weapons. Very generic, just like you want.

The rebels are also lacking a bit in long range (600-1000m) and mostly carry sniper rifles taken off the dead, which creates problems when exchanging rounds. So we are providing 800 Dragunov SVD rifles meant to look like captured Algeristani rifles our personnel have shipped over to us from Monitgnac.

[END]
[Encrypting]
[Overwriting]
[Deleting]
[Good bye]

Official Communique

From: Premier Mikhailovich
To: Government of Algeristan

We demand that you immediately cease your actions and remove any forces from our country. Not only are your actions a declaration of war on a soverign state, but by supporting an internal conflicting force within a soverign nation, you are also in violation of International Law.

Office of High Father
From: OHF
To: Anyone in area

As of this moment we are moving a light escort carrier group to support our frigates supporting Halberdgardian and McKagan observation ships. We fear Algeristan, Monitgnac, the Colonel's forces, or the rebels may accidently or on purpose fire on us and we don't want to be caught off guard. We will begin launching Harriers to keep patrols over the 15km "safe zone" around these ships".

"Send MiGs to investigate, increase maritime patrols, and send out fishing ships to identify the fleet. Also command the cruise ship Alorica to do the same." Mikhailovich send while sitting down in his plush leather seat.

Open Commication, all frequencies
From: GRLS Flash
To: Incoming vessel

Attention small fishing vessel, you are infringing on the 15km "safe zone" around these observation/diplomatic vessels, we request that you back off and stay within the fishing area about 3 km west of your position. If you continue to stay on course we will send a small group of special forces to board your vessel and forcibly return you to your waters. That is all, this message will be repeated two more times until you comply or are forced to.

Encrypted Transmission to Leafanistan and McKagan

From: Colonel Whittier

Recent intel supplied to us suggests that Kolgev's troops are not in any condition to assault the capital as his recent actions might have otherwise suggested, and that the loyalist Monitgnac forces are driving him back to his own territory. I propose that we take this opportunity to hit his forces as they run from Mikhailovich's troops, we can catch them between a rock and a hard place and decimate their forces. However, we are not, repeat, not to attack Mikhailovich's forces unless they attack us. We can work with them following the war to help in the democratic government, and unless they're die-hard commies and want to crush all democratic sentiments in Monitgnac, we could use their help. Forget the suicide attacks and assassinations for now, we won't need them. We need to begin to set up ambushes and traps in an around the forests if we're going to make this a bloody massacre. We're already getting the rebels to set up traps and machine-gun nests, and we should be receiving a shipment of anti-tank and anti-personnel mines very shortly, so we'll set up minefields too. This is our chance!

End Transmission

Message to the Fishing Vessel

"This is the Republican Naval Vessel, RMV Avison, you are inside our safe zone. Turn around immediatly or we will begin to shelling of your position with canisters full of rubber balls that, well, are quite painful when they explode right above your head.

If you do not turn around then a Seahawk Helicopter will be flown out to block your path and, if necessary, insert a SEAL's squad to support Leafanistan's special forces.

If you resist futher, you will be considered a threat and will be subject to a live fire training exercise conducted by one of our 3 127mm guns.

Thank you for your cooperation."

Encrypted Transmission to Leafanistan and McKagan

From: Colonel Whittier

Recent intel supplied to us suggests that Kolgev's troops are not in any condition to assault the capital as his recent actions might have otherwise suggested, and that the loyalist Monitgnac forces are driving him back to his own territory. I propose that we take this opportunity to hit his forces as they run from Mikhailovich's troops, we can catch them between a rock and a hard place and decimate their forces. However, we are not, repeat, not to attack Mikhailovich's forces unless they attack us. We can work with them following the war to help in the democratic government, and unless they're die-hard commies and want to crush all democratic sentiments in Monitgnac, we could use their help. Forget the suicide attacks and assassinations for now, we won't need them. We need to begin to set up ambushes and traps in an around the forests if we're going to make this a bloody massacre. We're already getting the rebels to set up traps and machine-gun nests, and we should be receiving a shipment of anti-tank and anti-personnel mines very shortly, so we'll set up minefields too. This is our chance!

End Transmission

Encrypted Response

Our operatives have set up 4 convoy ambushes in the countryside whereas they shouldn't meet much resistance.

We've also implemented a fully rebel, minus our lead sniper in the field, sniper network throughout our terrirtory and lines. Any non allied officer that puts his head up will soon lose it.

Encrypted Response

Our operatives have set up 4 convoy ambushes in the countryside whereas they shouldn't meet much resistance.

We've also implemented a fully rebel, minus our lead sniper in the field, sniper network throughout our terrirtory and lines. Any non allied officer that puts his head up will soon lose it.

Encrypted Response

Excellent. We've just received our mines, and have begun mining the roads Kolgev's forces are projected to take. Of course, he could change his mind which road to take at the last minute, but then again, he doesn't know we're setting up these ambushes, does he? So there's not a great likelihood of that. But the fortunes of war are unpredictable. We'll just have to hope that he goes where we think he will. But any way you look at this, Kolgev's in for a hell of a beating.

End Response

Encrypted Response

Well we've got some people in high positions around the ambush sites, so even if he does choose another road we can pick a few people off.

Also, the rebels we armed have P90s, they can move fast. So even if he does change roads our rebels could still reposition for the ambushes fast.

Added, we're working on getting the rebels a few old scout helicopters from the Saharistan Army surplus stores. We've got reciepts for them being sold to other groups, but in reality they were just moved over to a naval depot.

End

Message to Cruise Liner Alorica

"Please do not enter the 15KM safe zone we have constructed around our vessel. Once you are there we will ask you to leave one time. After that, since we can't fire non lethal rounds upon you because of your status, we will send out an Adams Class Attack Helicopter that will fire a large EMP at your bridge and then other positions on your ship. If you find a way past that, we'll land a SEAL's team on your ship, detain the senior crew, and head your vessel out to sea for 10KM's before we pick the SEAL's up with a helicopter let you continue on your merry way."

Encrypted Response

Whatever light machine guns we've accumlated before the next shipment are being moved into roads nearby and on the main road. We should be able to mow them down in case they run. We've also got a few RPG-16s and RPG-7s and some massive crates filled with grenades. As soon as the first mines start going off we'll pour on the fire.

Leafanistani supported rebels number at 200.
4 Leafanstani advisors lacking any ID are dispersed amoung them.

END

IC: Official Press Release
The Republic of Bellania has also been monitoring the situation. With the apparent fall of the Premier, it would seem Kolgev has the upper hand. Bellania is deeply concerned, and is sending the 1st Naval Task Force to assist in stabilization. While not entering on any side of the conflict, the goal of the task force is to see that Kolgev does not abuse his power to make noncombatants suddenly "disappear". We will respect any "no-fly" zones by other observing fleets.

President Bronson Schulmerick

Secret IC to Raptorain: Should your aid require an escort, our naval forces would be more than happy to escort them. Perhaps we could combine our efforts?

OOC: I know it was an encrypted transimission to only those three nations. I figure you wouldn't mind since I'm offering aid.

Encrypted Transmission to Bellania

From: Colonel Jack Whittier, Halberdgardian Special Forces, Head of Halberdgardian Liaison to Monitgnac Rebels

Any support your nation could provide the rebels' cause would be most welcome. We would suggest you keep your support limited to advisors, arms, and money, as we are trying to prevent a massive "dogpile" by the nations supporting Kolgev or the government. Kolgev, incidentally, appears to be on the run from loyalist Monitgnac forces, and we're planning to ambush Kolgev's troops as they retreat, catching them between a rock and a hard place, so to speak. Unless Mikhailovich is a die-hard communist and attempts to annihilate the rebels, we won't fight his troops; after the war, we'll attempt to integrate some rebel leaders and democratic reforms into his administration, and hopefully that will please most everyone without upsetting things too much politically. Of course, if he does try to wipe us out, we'll just have to fight him too.

Remember, the nations supporting the rebels have not officially declared their support, and their forces are ostensibly here as observers, so any aid your country makes must be under strict secrecy.

End Transmission

Originally Posted by Raptorain
Encrypted Comminique (OOC: or whatever you call it)
To: Halberdgardia, McKagan
From: Republic of Raptorain Executive Office
Subject: RE: Civil war in Montignac

Much like your nations, we have been watching as the nation of Montignac has collapsed into a civil war. We also firmly believe in the rebel's cause, oppose the failed communist government, and are against Colonel Kolgev's bid for power in a nation teethering on the brink of anarchy. As such, we wish to supply the rebels with arms and supplies.

Unfortunately, due to the limited (OOC- read: small) size of our armed forces, sending a naval task force to the region as your nations have done is simply out of the question. The most we can commit is several squads of Special Forces to help train the rebels and limited weapons, ammunition and food.

Therfore, we cordially request full cooperation from your nations in terms of supplies, basing and military intelligence. We would greatly appreciate any help regarding the matter, as we are working towards a common goal.

End





IC:
Official Press Release
The Republic of Bellania has also been monitoring the situation. With the apparent fall of the Premier, it would seem Kolgev has the upper hand. Bellania is deeply concerned, and is sending the 1st Naval Task Force to assist in stabilization. While not entering on any side of the conflict, the goal of the task force is to see that Kolgev does not abuse his power to make noncombatants suddenly "disappear". We will respect any "no-fly" zones by other observing fleets.

President Bronson Schulmerick

Secret IC to Raptorain: Should your aid require an escort, our naval forces would be more than happy to escort them. Perhaps we could combine our efforts?

OOC: I know it was an encrypted transimission to only those three nations. I figure you wouldn't mind since I'm offering aid.

Secret IC: From the desk of Brenden Boiton
Official Fax to undeclared allies of the rebels:
The CIRA will be inserting 100 of the best operatives of Bellania's special forces. These will be able to assist in any way possible. Also, a shipment of the ATW-1 AT weapon originally created by masspwnage is accompanying the fleet. Cooperation and coordination with your forces will make this a much more successful venture. Hopefully, we'll be able to stabilize things quickly once Kolgev is defeated. Bellania's official position is towards the Premier, but my sources tell me he has little real power. Hopefully, our efforts will build support for him so that, perhaps, his influence will grow enough to allow democracy a foothold. We shall see.

Director of the Central International Relations Agency,
Brenden Boiton

OOC: Alright, the CIRA's goal in theater is to promote democracy, so Bellania can make money selling crap. Ideally, Mikhailovich would be persuaded to make reforms leading towards true democracy, perhaps towards the weakening of the cadre that is muzzling him. However, as things aren't ideal, I'm secretly siding with the rebels. These aims seem to dovetail nicely with yours.

1st Naval Task Force:
1 Improved Nimitz Class Carrier
1 Ticonderoga and 1 Viking Guided Missle Cruisers
2 AEGIS Flight IIA Class, 1 Archangel Class & 1 Verrazano Class Guided Missle Destroyers
2 Type 23 Duke Class Guided Missle Frigates
1 Iowa Class Battleship
1 Hades Class and 2 Seawolf Class Subs
5 Supply ships, riding rather low in the water

CAW on the Carrier:
4x C-2A Greyhound COD
4x E-2C Hawkeye AWACS
4x EA-6B Prowler
4x EA-18A Growler
12x EF-2000 Typhoon
12x F-14D Tomcat
16x F/A-18C Hornet
16x F/A-18F Super Hornet
2x HH-60H Sea Hawk
8x S-3B Viking
4x SH-60F Sea Hawk

Military Forces:
250 "Strikers" (Special Forces)
1000 Marines
300 Amphibious Armor Personnel

1st Naval Task Force:
1 Improved Nimitz Class Carrier
1 Ticonderoga and 1 Viking Guided Missle Cruisers
2 AEGIS Flight IIA Class, 1 Archangel Class & 1 Verrazano Class Guided Missle Destroyers
2 Type 23 Duke Class Guided Missle Frigates
1 Iowa Class Battleship
1 Hades Class and 2 Seawolf Class Subs
5 Supply ships, riding rather low in the water

CAW on the Carrier:
4x C-2A Greyhound COD
4x E-2C Hawkeye AWACS
4x EA-6B Prowler
4x EA-18A Growler
12x EF-2000 Typhoon
12x F-14D Tomcat
16x F/A-18C Hornet or F/A-18D Hornet
16x F/A-18E Super Hornet or F/A-18F Super Hornet
2x HH-60H Sea Hawk
8x S-3B Viking
4x SH-60F Sea Hawk

Military Forces:
250 "Strikers" (Special Forces)
1000 Marines
300 Amphibious Armor Personnel

Open Frequency
From: Leafanstani Fleet guarding McKagan and Halberdgardia Vessels
To: Bellanian Fleet

Thank you for participating in keeping our diplomatic vessels secure. As you know Algeristan has declared official support and tensions have been rising in the region. Any faction may fire on us for not helping them, most likely the rebels who lack central leadership and will be erratic. Hopefully the Premier can prop his government back up.

Meet us at rally point Alpha in the 15km safe zone, as soon as you enter you see 4 Harriers flying over and they will escort you to our fleets.

[END]

OOC: Hey Monitgnac, where can my guys land and whatnot?

0000 hours local time

Another sub slipped quietly by a Monitgnac patrol, but at maximum depth they wouldn't notice anything anyway. They soon reached the shoreline, surfaced just the part with the elongated hump, and started unloading supplies, in less than an hour they were done and left.

[All AA rockets were shipped.]

OOC: Going to be gone at a party for most of tonight, probably won't be able to post for the rest of today. I have finals this week, as well, so I may or may not be terribly active.

OOC: Going to be gone at a party for most of tonight, probably won't be able to post for the rest of today. I have finals this week, as well, so I may or may not be terribly active.

OOC: I might as well also do a update post like this. Finals week is coming up (well its starting Wed, ending Fri of next week), and I have 3 parties to go to this week too. So expect less frequent updates and I hope someone RPs that ambush already!

Encrypted message to mckagen, leafanistan, and Halberdgardia

150 willink special forces personell that served in Saharistan, Pine orchard, and off Colorado and texas will be assisting the rebels on ground, they will dress as rebel fractions, and carry no personell information. They will help co-ordinate movements, intel, and weapons training. They will also command missions and fight.

End Encryption

Ambush Site #1

"Sir, scouts just reported that the convoy is coming down the road as expected," the squad sniper said to the SEAL that was leading the rebels on this mission.

"Good, tell the people at Bravo Position to get ready.

This was the perfect place for an ambush. Visable mines at a place that would stop the trucks at the perfect place, and the troops were positioned perfectly. Three rebel snipers were in the tree's and bushes around the battlefield.

The site was at a hairpen turn. On the outside of a turn in a large ditch was Alpha Unit, in the rear outside of the corner was Bravo Unit, and on a hill far to the inside of the turn was a small unit of snipers and grenaders/RPG's launchers and mortars.

The men got closer to the ground as the trucks came down the road. As expected, the lead truck saw the mine and stopped. A soldier from the rear of the truck got out, the only soldier able to make it to the ground before all hell broke loose.

The rebels with P90's on the outside of the turn began firing down into the trucks. Few troops would survive that. One of the old 5 ton trucks exploded from a hand grenade under the full tank.

The attack hadn't gone off flawlessly. They hadn't hit fast enough to kill all the troops in one quick hit, something the SEAL reminded himself to work on later as he fired a P90 into the chest of an enemy driver who was trying to run away.

But before the enemy soldiers could begin their comeback, the grenaders and RPG'ers fired down on the battlefield.

In a few moments the trucks had been rigged with C4 as the rebels disappeared into the woods....

OOC: I also have Finals this week starting on Wednesday, but they end on monday of next week. It seem almost all of us will be busy.

OOC: Is everyone in high school? Cause I am too and i've been out for summer break since the beginning of June.

OOC: Hey Monitgnac, where can my guys land and whatnot?

OOC: Land anywhere. Sarujeva is a good spot, on the southern coast since the rebels there are just anti-Mikhailovich and not specifically anti-Kolgev. Otherwise, you may have to make an amphibious landing.

OOC: Is everyone in high school? Cause I am too and i've been out for summer break since the beginning of June.

I get out June 21.

(OOC) Monitgnac, can you tell me which towns cities are under which factions rule, I only know the capital is under government rule and Port Salem under rebel rule.

Can you update who rules what as my amry is about to go into your nation to aid Colonel kolgev.

OOC: Damn! When does your school year start?

Ours is midway through August....

OOC: Damn! When does your school year start?

Ours is midway through August....

Early September.

Early September.

Meh, it's not much different then.

Algeristan'](OOC) Monitgnac, can you tell me which towns cities are under which factions rule, I only know the capital is under government rule and Port Salem under rebel rule.

Can you update who rules what as my amry is about to go into your nation to aid Colonel Kolgev.

I'll just tell you right now.

New Market= Kolgev/rebels
Sarujeva= Kolgev/rebels
Port salem= rebels
Foret Sombre= Government/rebels
Pointe Christe= pro-Government

All island citizens (the two other islands besides the mainland) are either neutral and do not support the government or the rebels, or they are under government control but do not assist the war effort.

Everything north of the river is pro-Mikhailovich territory.

Meh, it's not much different then.

Not really.

Sarujeva, Monitgnac

Algeristan's ships started docking in the port of Sarujeva. All 60,000 troops and all of their tanks, APCs, transports, military supplies and ammunition were now being unloaded in Sarujeva.

Algeristani officers and agents shook hands and exchanged platitudes with representative's of Colonel Kolgev's forces.

Algeristani military forces deployed in aid of Colonel Kolgev:

* 53,000 troops.
* 2,000 military advisors.
* 5,000 air force personnel.

* 600 SUV jeeps.
* 750 APCs.
* 950 MBTs.

* 100 FROG-7 missiles.
* 50 SCUD-B missiles.

* 100 transport helicopters.
* 220 attack helicopters.
* 660 jet fighters.
* 95 bombers.

Lol im only 14, gotta go back to school on the 21st to take German Regents final, i suck in german, i got a 68 average

Lol im only 14, gotta go back to school on the 21st to take German Regents final, i suck in german, i got a 68 average

This is probably a shock, but i'm 13, (14 at the end of July)

This is probably a shock, but i'm 13, (14 at the end of July)


Do'nt really care how old ppl are, just wondering, u being serious ?

Do'nt really care how old ppl are, just wondering, u being serious ?

Yeah.

Most people don't realize it though.

See, in 6th and 7th grades my teacher LOVED taking us to the computer lab and making us write big reports, and so it wasn't a hard transition, I never really started with cyber language.

I finished our cold war unit with an 101 average !! Amazing what kids learn these days online ;-)

Wow, you kids are some whipper-snappers. Thank goodness I made it out of high school. College has been over for three weeks. HS sucks, college rules, 'nuf said.

This is probably a shock, but i'm 13, (14 at the end of July)

OOC: Hot damn! I had you pegged as at least two or three years older than that. I'm 15 myself, turning 16 in August. Jesus, I feel like a geezer....j/k! And Bellania's right, HS really sucks the big one. And I'm only a sophomore! Can't wait to see what next year's hell will be like...

IC:

Ambush Site #1

"Sir, scouts just reported that the convoy is coming down the road as expected," the squad sniper said to the SEAL that was leading the rebels on this mission.

"Good, tell the people at Bravo Position to get ready.

This was the perfect place for an ambush. Visable mines at a place that would stop the trucks at the perfect place, and the troops were positioned perfectly. Three rebel snipers were in the tree's and bushes around the battlefield.

The site was at a hairpen turn. On the outside of a turn in a large ditch was Alpha Unit, in the rear outside of the corner was Bravo Unit, and on a hill far to the inside of the turn was a small unit of snipers and grenaders/RPG's launchers and mortars.

The men got closer to the ground as the trucks came down the road. As expected, the lead truck saw the mine and stopped. A soldier from the rear of the truck got out, the only soldier able to make it to the ground before all hell broke loose.

The rebels with P90's on the outside of the turn began firing down into the trucks. Few troops would survive that. One of the old 5 ton trucks exploded from a hand grenade under the full tank.

The attack hadn't gone off flawlessly. They hadn't hit fast enough to kill all the troops in one quick hit, something the SEAL reminded himself to work on later as he fired a P90 into the chest of an enemy driver who was trying to run away.

But before the enemy soldiers could begin their comeback, the grenaders and RPG'ers fired down on the battlefield.

In a few moments the trucks had been rigged with C4 as the rebels disappeared into the woods....

Halberdgardian Ambush Site, McKagan Ambush+0:30 mins

The Kolgev troops, exhausted from their swift advance and the continual fighting all the way to the capital, were demoralized and clamoring for a rest. It was getting late, but the commander of this particular section of the Kolgev force was well-known as something of a slave-driver. Not until it was nearly pitch-black out did he heed the overwhelming requests of his troops to stop for the night. They had advanced along a narrow road, perhaps large enough for only two civilian vehicles to drive side-by-side. It was something like a ditch, with a small incline on either side leading up into the forest. They prepared to pitch their camp on one of these slopes, or perhaps even in the forest itself.

That was when the lead man...encountered the mines.

The blast blew the unfortunate man's leg off, and his howls of pure anguish screeched above the sharp crack of the explosion. Others, not knowing what happened, rushed forward to assist him, and summarily had various limbs blown off by more strategically-placed mines. By the time the Kolgev troops knew what was happening, they were set upon by the Halberdgardian-trained rebels and their Special Forces counterparts. The bark of AK-47 fire sounded from all directions as rebels seemly came out of the woodwork, hitting the Kolgev troops from all sides. The Kolgev troops, who were outnumbered, surprised, and lacking the high ground, never had a chance. Scores were massacred by automatic fire from above before they could even un-safe their weapons. Some fled into the minefield in their panic, and met their end thusly. Still others attempted to storm up the slopes in a brave but futile effort at a counterattack, and were slaughtered in doing so. Finally, with the original commander of the force dead and a junior lieutenant taking his place, the Kolgev troops retreated back down the way they came, taking potshots from the rebels all the way until they had cleared the forest, at which point the rebels simply dissolved back into the landscape.

It had been a bloody day for Kolgev's forces at that ditch, and it would only get worse for him, as at least half a dozen similar ambushes were also taking place at other rebel-controlled locations. Depending on how much of Kolgev's fighting force they'd successfully trapped, and how quickly Mikhailovich's forces could follow up to trap Kolgev between two sets of hostile forces, a significant portion of Kolgev's fighting force could be annihilated.

[OOC: Obviously, it's up to Monitgnac to determine Kolgev's casualties, and to RP, if he wants, Mikhailovich's pincer move to trap Kolgev between his troops and the rebels. Not much to do until he posts back here with the results.]

OOC: Stupid timezones. The RP always moves only when I'm not around.

Secret IC to Raptorain: Should your aid require an escort, our naval forces would be more than happy to escort them. Perhaps we could combine our efforts?
Secret IC: Sure. We can afford to send a task group, but since our only carrier doesn't have a complete airwing or escort fleet as of yet, your assistance is greatly appreciated.

Non-secret IC: The 16-ship task group departed from the port in Raptorain's first official peacekeeping mission. While only 10 of the vessels were warships and the leader, the Nimitz-class carrier RNS Eisenhower is still lacking a couple of dozen aircraft, it was capable of defending itself from most expected threats.

With the task group was a small contigent of Marines to land on Montignac should other countries get directly involved in the war, as well as several squads of Special Forces, who were supposedly sent to oversee the operation. The only people in the fleet who knew what they were there for were Admiral Samuel Emmerich and his closest aides. And they were keeping mum about it.

OOC: The ships will rendezvous with Bellania's fleet and then proceed to link up with allied ships off the coast of Montignac.

OOC: Stupid timezones. The RP always moves only when I'm not around.


Secret IC: Sure. We can afford to send a task group, but since our only carrier doesn't have a complete airwing or escort fleet as of yet, your assistance is greatly appreciated.

Non-secret IC: The 16-ship task group departed from the port in Raptorain's first official peacekeeping mission. While only 10 of the vessels were warships and the leader, the Nimitz-class carrier RNS Eisenhower is still lacking a couple of dozen aircraft, it was capable of defending itself from most expected threats.

With the task group was a small contigent of Marines to land on Montignac should other countries get directly involved in the war, as well as several squads of Special Forces, who were supposedly sent to oversee the operation. The only people in the fleet who knew what they were there for were Admiral Samuel Emmerich and his closest aides. And they were keeping mum about it.

OOC: The ships will rendezvous with Bellania's fleet and then proceed to link up with allied ships off the coast of Montignac.

IC: On a hill behind the ambush point, the 2nd Striker squad observed the carnage. "Damn, that's some well executed shit." Every special forces squad has someone like Bull. The heavy weapons expert, his main job would seem to be large. Very, very large. No one in the squad knew his real name, and most were scared to ask.

"Don't worry, I'm sure we'll get an opportunity to show them up. They haven't seen a Striker unit in action." The insertion had been a little hairy. After discussing it extensively, the best course of action was determined to be a HALO jump as Montignac's air warning system was, to put it mildly, in slight disrepair. After linking up with Raptorain's fleet, the combined force made all speed towards the floundering country. The White Chapel turned into the wind to launch the military transport just before meeting the rest of the allied fleets. It skirted the "nofly" zones before going "feet dry" and delivering its cargo. That was the easy part. Unfortunately, the HALO jump did not go quite as planned. Originally aiming for a large open field, a sudden change in the direction of the wind caused the landing area to change. The first words out of the commander's lips had been "Where the fuck are we?" Most of the squad managed to land safely, with two exceptions. One soldier drifted off course, and a sudden wind gust slammed him into the side of a hill with a sprained ankle and a pair of bruised ribs being the result.
The other man was injured as well, but not physically. Bull (of course) drifted sideways into a tree. In a mild fit of distress, he attempted to cushion the collision by stepping on a tree branch, which bent under his considerable mass. However, the first strands of rope connecting to the parachute became ensnared, pulling his feet away from his perch. The branch snapped back, making contact with his backpack. Since the front was supported by the tree, the result was interesting. The rest of the squad found him upside-down, with a face beet red, letting out a constant stream of profanities.

Once they cut him down, they crested the hill and came upon the battle. "We'll try to make contact with those allied soldiers. Try not to kill any of our new allies, please."

OOC: Yeah, I'm at work now. Hehehe. Don't sweat HS, senior year isn't bad if you can survive to it. Junior year is the worst, IMO. But, ah college. What a wonderful invention.

OOC: Hot damn! I had you pegged as at least two or three years older than that. I'm 15 myself, turning 16 in August. Jesus, I feel like a geezer....j/k! And Bellania's right, HS really sucks the big one. And I'm only a sophomore! Can't wait to see what next year's hell will be like...



Well technically i'm in high school because here they didn't build the schools large enough for the amount of kids we have today, so 8th Grade is put at the High School.

It's been fun so far after the hell I came out of, but next year my gym teacher is gonna kill us. He used to play for the Packers, nuff' said.

IC

"Sir, situation reports from all over the theatre have came in."

6 Sucessful Convoy Raids by the Rebels - 15 Rebels Killed
We've got problems of our own now, civilian naval forces are coming in and circling the 15KM safezone. Security is being breached.

The Captain was overall happy with the report. He wondered how they could possibly respond to civilian ships being used as a military asset. By all means, if he felt his vessel in danger by a civilian ship, and if it had a military officer aboard it, he could choose to fire on it. Although it wouldn't look good, it was still a posibility. The fishing boats that were coming in already had been warned that they would be blasted with non-lethal rounds until the left, and the civilian ship had an Adams Class Attack Helicopter flying towards it that would fry every computer on it if it didn't stop.

"Get a Seahawk out there and have them show the fishing boats that if they come on it we're not going to hesitate against blasting them. Keep another Adams AAH over there too, but have it stay back. If they continue in after we pepper them with the rubber balls then we'll be cleared to fire on them with lethal rounds from our attack helicopters.

The UN has updated our economic stance, too, we can fire more rounds for warning now without running out cost up too bad. If those fishing boats keep coming in, we'll play some shock and awe with em'."

The Captain walked around his bridge to the various computer consoles that were manned making sure every one of his officers had what they needed to maintain combat readiness against the terrorists that were approaching them.

Well technically i'm in high school because here they didn't build the schools large enough for the amount of kids we have today, so 8th Grade is put at the High School.

It's been fun so far after the hell I came out of, but next year my gym teacher is gonna kill us. He used to play for the Packers, nuff' said.


Packers kick ass......


Ic- After Halbergadia and Mckagen both launched very successful attacks on Kolgev's troops, Willink special forces arrived and began planning their 1st mission....... About 5 miles outside New market, They had set up a construction roadblock, along with several civilian vehicles. Just out of view, 5 rebels sat in dense foilage with stinger missiles. 4 Willink special forces operatives were in the back of an construction van, and several rebels sat on the side of the road, hiding behind the remains of a small cottage. All together,25 rebels and 6 spec ops men were going to ambush a military convoy. As a Willink spy sattilite watched things unfold, The convoy came into view up the road about 2 miles. There were 2 5-ton trucks, a T-62 tank, and 4 Green-Camouflaged SUV's with light machine guns mounted on top, along with several men walking alongside them. In the back of several construction trucks, the rebels had mounted Chain-guns. As a soldier went ahead to ask to move the roadblocks, one excited rebel fired his Stinger and missed horribly, and the Soldiers opened fire on The disguised rebels, immedilty killing several. The convoy was immeditly hit by about 20 grenades from the Rebels OCIW's, and 2 SUV's exploded instantly, and one 5-ton truck was on fire. The Soldiers exchanged gunfire, and then preceded to get blow apart as a stinger missile hit the ground inches in front of them. The tank fired its 120mm cannon at a construction truck, blowing it up, and rebels fired machine guns and the chain guns, and did very little damadge to the T-62. The Spec ops soldiers quietly got out of the van and mowed down several Soldiers, before jumping on top of the tank, opening the hatch, knifing the gunner, and placing C4 inside the tank. They ran for cover behind the buring 5-ton truck, and shot the driver of the other truck. One Soldier manned the PKM machine gun atop the SUV, trying to shoot the special forces, only to shoot 2 of his allies, and was then shot in the head by a sniper. The C4 was detonated and blew up the turret of the tank, and in lunged forward toward the roadblock, and was finally stopped after being hit by 2 more stinger missiles. Most of the Soldiers were dead, and the few left hid in the last Suv. Almost instantaniously the rebels opened fire on the SUV, and Blood splattered on to the bullet shattered windows. The engine began to burn and the Rebels sped off on several BMP-2's, further down the road.

Rebel Casualties

11 rebels
4 injured.

OOC: I've kind of lost track, since I haven't been able to see this for several days and 8 pages of posts is somewhat hard to absorb quickly; Who all has their navies in the waters around Montignac. As an added bonus, could you indicated where these ships are stationed?

just wondering if ther is still any chance for moe nations to get involved in this. If it is possible then If someone could tell me which of the 3 factions is winning and which of the 3 is losing the most that'd be great.

just wondering if ther is still any chance for moe nations to get involved in this. If it is possible then If someone could tell me which of the 3 factions is winning and which of the 3 is losing the most that'd be great.

OOC: Well, it's hard to tell, as Monitgnac hasn't yet come back to RP the losses Kolgev's forces took from the rebels' first attack. But between Kolgev and the loyalists under Mikhailovich, I'd say Mikhailovich has the upper hand, as he's got Kolgev's troops on the run. Kolgev's men didn't have the energy or arms to feasibly take the capital, and now that Mikhailovich has the loyalist army organized, he's taking the opportunity to drive Kolgev's men all the way back out to the countryside, where Kolgev's troops originally got their support, but is now mainly rebel-held. So the rebels ambushed Kolgev's troops, and we're waiting for Monitgnac to come back so he can RP Kolgev's losses and possibly Mikhailovich's troops coming in and trapping Kolgev's troops between his own forces and the rebels.

does anyone know of specific regions on the map that are in rebel control?

does anyone know of specific regions on the map that are in rebel control?

OOC: I'd check with Monitgnac on this, but I believe that all mainland territory west of the lake is more or less rebel-controlled.

Grand Admiral Gregory Williams stood on the bridge of the battleship HGS Ra, flagship of the New Emartian Fleet. He reviewed the reports from the initial scouting of Montignac's coast. He was looking for logical places to station his vessels, preferably away from the fleets of the other nation's involved or 'obseving' the growing conflict. He quickly gave up in disgust. It didn't matter anyway, since it wasn't actually his decision. "Radio the fleet. All stop," he ordered the officer at the radio.
The officer complied and reported "Fleet replies all stop."
The Admiral watched as all around him ships began to slow. He was an Admiral of New Emartia, but this fleet was the combined force of New Emartia, Drir-Yui, and Riflopia. He had been chosen to command this fleet of

(OOC: This next part it listed for your conveninece)

6 Ra-class Battleships
1 Osiris-class Supercarrier(110 aircraft)
3 Atlantis-class Battlecruisers
3 Isis-class Guided Weapon Cruisers
4 Falcon-class Destroyers
3 Thoth-class Light Carriers(16 aircraft each)
2 Horus-class Amphibious Dock Transports
5 Kimberly-class Attack submarines
Numerous support ships
120,000 troops + equipment's worth of transports,

not because he was necessarily the best for the job, although he was, but because Kollin Arctep willed it to be so. He was officially here on behalf of Merthnonn, but he reported directly to Arctep. Arctep would tell him where to station— when he was ready. Until then, the fleet would hold position, 150 km off the east coast of Montignac. "Begin defensive operations. 20 km radius"

if im not being too much of a bother can anyone say which countries support the rebels?

if im not being too much of a bother can anyone say which countries support the rebels?

OOC: Halberdgardia, Leafanistan, McKagan, Willink, Raptorain, Bellania. But we're keeping it secret; officially, in open IC, we're neutral and only observing the conflict. Secret ICly, though, we're supplying the rebels with arms, money, and training.

ooc: thank you for the info

IC:

Elements of the ASFG (army special forces group), namely 10 man special airborne teams and 7 man Special Scout Teams from the 77th Special Scout Regiment, and the 3rd Ranger battalion in it's entirety (250 men) are flying with parts of the 2nd transport squadron, 1st escort squadron, and 1st Air Cavalry with all haste towards the outlying regions of Foret Sombre to set up a field base of operations.
The objective of TP in this civil war is to aid the rebel forces in achieving their goals primarily through fairly light combat support on the ground. We are not yet prepared to make a full on commitment to the conflict. We ask that if any support for our incoming air troops is considered necessary any allies of the rebels please to the best of their ability give our airships support and ensure a safe arrival on the island.

General Marco entered the premier's office. The premier was busy looking outside his window, but was alert to General Marco's presence.

"General, what brings you here?"

"Premier, we have some bad business going on."

"Break it into components, General."

"One: A large amount of P90s have been shipped to Montignac and two: an unknown offensive rebel colalition pops up."

"General, do you know who is responsible?"

"Can I prove it in court? No. But do I know us a link? Yes." General Marco stepped out of the room and introduced a rather scrawny fellow. "Zak how about it? Who is responsible for this."

The scrawny fellow moved foward with his laptop and set it on top of Mikhailovich's desk. He zoom through various pieces of data and came upon a list. He swiveled the laptop around so that Mikahailovich could see. "Sir, I've traced the P90s to a country named McKagen."

The Premier pondered over the information. "How about that? We have ourselves an international incident. Alright general, we must act quickly. Mobilize the Spetznatz. We must eliminate any foreign advisor to the rebels. Scan the seabed with sonar, ready the mine ships, increase maritime patrols. Divert the fishermen and cruise ship to normal duties effective immediately. We have our country. Also, prepare a defensive paremeter around Monitgnac. With 50,000+ Algeristan troops, Zarbain help (OOC: that is if they still helping) and Kolgev's 15,000 men, they will outnumber our mobilized force of 40,000 quickly, and are in a position to rule the country."

"Yes, Premier."

Kolgev was, say they least, annoyed. His rearguard was attacked on the way back. If he thinks about going on the offensive again he has a minefield and guerillas to deal with. Fortunately for him, Algeristan has openly contributed troops to the theatre and with Algeristan's help and Zarbian support, could easily wipe out any major resistence. As soon as they are gathered up, he would push northwest into hostile rebel territory, but carefully circumnavigate the forests, where the rebels were hiding, wipe out any considerable opposition, then move on to the capital from there.

Things were looking better already.

That's impossible, if you're going to "magically" link the P90's to me i'm just going to say the rebels win and then drop out of the RP, got it?

Monitgnac, capital city of Monitgnac

70 MIG-29/30 F-18/20 SU-27/20 SU-30 jet fighters and 30 TU-22/30 TU-16 bombers being dropping their bombs and firing their air to surface missiles at the Monitgnac capital.

The Algeristani Air Force (AAF) has on it's target list the following, all of which get hit:

*Monitgnac presidential palace.
*Monitgnac Communist Party HQ.
*Ministry of Defence.
*Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
*Ministry of the Interior.
*Ministry of Finance.
*Monitgnac secret police HQ.
*Monitgnac City police HQ.
*Main sports stadium.
*Three main bridges connecting the city.
*Central railway station.
*Monitgnac's main international airport.
*Main TV station.
*Main radio station.
*Main telecommunication centre.
*5 power stations in and around the city.
*Water and sewage station.
*All anti aircraft posts in and around the city.
*The main military academy.
*Numerous military and security posts in and around the city.

Upon hitting their targets, Algeristan's bombers and fighters fly back to their base deep in Kolgev held territory.

About 10 hours after the massive air strike, Algeristan Army (AA) units launch 15 SCUD-Bs and 30 FROG-7s at the city, most of the missiles hit their targets and cause further destruction, chaos and panic in the city.

(OOC) Monitgnac, can you give me the death toll and damage data on this strike, as I leave the fine details of the destruction to you.

The Tiny Prussian forces sent to aid in the conflict (now named Strike Force Mike) landed near Foret Sombre not too long ago. Before offensive action can take place the strike force will construct a field base to coordinate operations and an airstrip for aircraft. It is estimated that it will take close to 8 hoursto build the base to a sufficient strength. Also several more special scout teams, Bull Company (150 men) of the ASFG, the 1st recon squadron and the 3rd bomber squadron have been ordered to the Field Base from TP.

"Sir!" said a leutenant to Captain Thornton of Special Scout Team Green at
A-Base (the forward field base being constructed).
"Yes Lieutenant?"
"Situation is looking calm for the time being. Another scout team linked up with a local rebel unit. If any sh-t happens that we don't pick up someone'll notify us."
"Very Good Lieutenant. Words coming down the line that says more troops'll be on the way soon to bolster our numbers in case the sh-t hit's the fan early. In the mean time we gotta keep tight."

(OOC: If the remarks about linking my nation back to this aren't removed, i'll just use naval gunfire to eliminate every non-rebel target in the theatre.)

IC:

"Sir, another shipment of ammunition. We also conducted a few more raids this morning, as it stands, we've hit all but 2 of the convoys we've know about."

A SEAL fired a sniper round in the background. "We're actually doing good out here, y'know? There is no way it can be linked to us, yet we're still promoting democracy? Really just like 'Saharistan, only without the threat of having our capital knocked out. Anyway, we're more powerful now. Our navy would be here within a few moments to blast everything that moves if they DO find a way to link it to us. We've got 6 Weiland Class subs out at sea, and 1 in the theatre, there's also about 6 Arleigh Burke Class Destroyers that could walk right on in here. I say, let em' link us."

OOC: Do that and I'll open up my ships, land based artillary, and the carriers which by now should be in range with their planes.

FOB Somewhere in Rebel-Held Monitgnac, 1957 Zulu

Colonel Jack Whittier was sitting in the command tent at camp, listening to the Special Forces man who had led one of the rebels' strikes on Kolgev's forces. He was pleased with the man's professional demeanor and superb coordination and execution of the ambush, which had resulted in dozens of Kolgev casualties and a great deal of confusion in their ranks with no rebel casualties.

Major Kirkland, Whittier's XO, entered the tent.

"Excuse me, sir, but we've got fresh intel from HQ, and it's not good."

Whittier was instantly alert. "Thank you for the debriefing, Lieutenant. Excellent work. Dismissed." The man nodded, saluted, and left. "So, what is this news of yours, Major?"

"Well, sir, we got a report that the Algeristanis sent about 70 fighters and 30 bombers to attack the capital, and they hit it pretty damn hard, too." He opened the manila folder he had tucked under his arm, and laid its contents out on the table in front of Whittier. "Satellite imagery of the capital from the HCIA, sir." The images showed massive devastation throughout the city.

"Jesus...they hit civilian targets?"

"Yessir, they did."

"Goddamn..." Whittier said softly. "Well, this changes things significantly, Major."

"Yessir, I imagine it does."

"I'll have to think about this. So far, the Algeristanis haven't paid us much attention, but as soon as Kolgev rolls into the capital, he'll be after us. The question is, do we hit them both now while we can, or do we bide our time and boost our numbers and weaponry? I need to consult with the McKagan SpecOps boys, and the others on this one. I think it's time to call a council of war. Notify the heads of the McKagan, Leafanistan, Willink, Bellania, and Raptorain liaisons that I would like them to attend a planning session here at my command post ASAP."

"Yessir."

"Jesus Christ colonel, are you sure this is right?" Corle asked.

"Yes sir, Algeristan has attacked the capital, and from what we can get from the Monitgnacians is that mostly civilian targets have been hit." the colonel replied.

"My God, get back to the horn and keep me posted on causulties there, hopefully the party memebers of Monitgac are fine. Dismissed colonel." Corle said, giving the man a half hearted salute.

Turning on his helmet comm he says, "Radio, patch me through to the AP carrier group."

"Yes sir."

A pause, Corle waited in static as the stations shifted.

"This is M.N.S. Otomatapia."

"This is Lt. General Corle of Mikosolf battlegroup, request to speak to your captain."

"Just a moment sir...This is Captain Blaiz speaking."

"Captain, this is Lt. Gen. Corle, I need to know whether or not you are close enough to begin flying sorties over Monitgnac? Their capital was just struck, civilian targets mostly, and I'm worried that the morons that did it may begin ot hit our position as well as do more unnessisary damage." Corle said.

"Of course sir, I'll begin prep for launch this moment."

"Thank you captian."

**Miles out from Monitgnac**

"Ok people, lets get those QRAACs into the air, I want AP and I want it yester day." Blaiz shouted on the ship wide system.

Soon dozens of small planes were streaking away from the carrier group, their tried and tested progamming was ready to fire on any plane in the air that did not identify itself as Mikosolfian (and what we give to Monitgnac), creating a deadly automated no-fly zone that needed no sleep.

((OOC: The programming was basically done by doing hundreds of hours of simulation against a "learning" program, they are not necessarly flexible, but for modern missile fights they don't really have to be. They are cheap and inexpensive (by airplane standards) with no pilot loss if they go down, have fun Algeristan))

In territory between the capital city and Kolgev held territory

Algeristani troops entered into 3 small town without a shot being fired as the govenrment's forces had long ago fled their positions here. However the area was still officially under government rule and the local population of this area was still somewhat supportive of the Marxist regime.

After a few hours, Algeristani forces had secured the three towns and built up a defensive line some 15km to the west of the area, thus putting this part of Monitgnac under Kolgev's rule.

After this was done, Algeristani agents and troops, acting on orders from President Bakr himself, started a 'cleansing campaign' of the whole area and of the three towns.

ALL Monitgnac Communist Party members were rounded up, along with lawyers, community leaders, preists, government officials, civil servants, trade unionists and ALL of their relatives and loved ones.

They were taken out of the towns in trucks and were executed en masse by Algeristani troops.

Algeristani agents put the death toll at around 3,700 people.

After that, Algeristani troops burnt down the local Communist Party building and tore down all statues of Premier Milahovic and of Lenin. All the pictures of Milahovic, Lenin, Marx and Engles were thrown out of all the buildings and burnt in the towns squares and plazas. Soon afterwoods, pictures of Colonel Kolgev were put up in all public places and all signs of the old order were gone.

The message was clear, Colonel Kolgev was here to stay and NO ONE can EVER oppose him!

OOC: Little unnessisary, I mean I'm all for killing civvies if need be but really now :( your making the children cry.

"Jesus Christ colonel, are you sure this is right?" Corle asked.

"Yes sir, Algeristan has attacked the capital, and from what we can get from the Monitgnacians is that mostly civilian targets have been hit." the colonel replied.

"My God, get back to the horn and keep me posted on causulties there, hopefully the party memebers of Monitgac are fine. Dismissed colonel." Corle said, giving the man a half hearted salute.

Turning on his helmet comm he says, "Radio, patch me through to the AP carrier group."

"Yes sir."

A pause, Corle waited in static as the stations shifted.

"This is M.N.S. Otomatapia."

"This is Lt. General Corle of Mikosolf battlegroup, request to speak to your captain."

"Just a moment sir...This is Captain Blaiz speaking."

"Captain, this is Lt. Gen. Corle, I need to know whether or not you are close enough to begin flying sorties over Monitgnac? Their capital was just struck, civilian targets mostly, and I'm worried that the morons that did it may begin ot hit our position as well as do more unnessisary damage." Corle said.

"Of course sir, I'll begin prep for launch this moment."

"Thank you captian."

**Miles out from Monitgnac**

"Ok people, lets get those QRAACs into the air, I want AP and I want it yester day." Blaiz shouted on the ship wide system.

Soon dozens of small planes were streaking away from the carrier group, their tried and tested progamming was ready to fire on any plane in the air that did not identify itself as Mikosolfian (and what we give to Monitgnac), creating a deadly automated no-fly zone that needed no sleep.

((OOC: The programming was basically done by doing hundreds of hours of simulation against a "learning" program, they are not necessarly flexible, but for modern missile fights they don't really have to be. They are cheap and inexpensive (by airplane standards) with no pilot loss if they go down, have fun Algeristan))

FOB Somewhere in Rebel-Held Monitgnac, 2034 Zulu

Major Kirkland entered the tent again. "Colonel, sir. Our commo man says he's getting a new feed from HQ. Looks like some more satellite images. We should have them within a few minutes."

"Keep me posted as always, Major."

"Yessir."

About ten minutes later, Kirkland was back with more images on glossy photo paper, freshly printed. He handed the folder to Whittier, who spread them out.

"This...this looks like a fleet. Not ours, certainly, and not one of our allies'."

"Mikosolf's, according to the HCIA. They managed to make a positive ID from the profiles of some of the ships in that fleet that they had on record."

Whittier squinted at the photos. "Those dots look like aircraft. Damn small ones, too. What the hell are they doing?"

"I'm not sure, sir. We've heard no reports of any retaliation for the Algeristani raid, so we're reasonably sure that they're not a bombing party. HCIA wants to wait a few hours, see what movement the satellites can pick up, and then maybe we can figure out what the hell is going on."

"Understood. You know the drill, Major."

"Yessir."

Algeristan']Algeristani troops entered into 3 small town without a shot being fired as the govenrment's forces had long ago fled their positions here. However the area was still officially under government rule and the local population of this area was still somewhat supportive of the Marxist regime.

After a few hours, Algeristani forces had secured the three towns and built up a defensive line some 15km to the west of the area, thus putting this part of Monitgnac under Kolgev's rule.

After this was done, Algeristani agents and troops, acting on orders from President Bakr himself, started a 'cleansing campaign' of the whole area and of the three towns.

ALL Monitgnac Communist Party members were rounded up, along with lawyers, community leaders, preists, government officials, civil servants, trade unionists and ALL of their relatives and loved ones.

They were taken out of the towns in trucks and were executed en masse by Algeristani troops.

Algeristani agents put the death toll at around 3,700 people.

After that, Algeristani troops burnt down the local Communist Party building and tore down all statues of Premier Milahovic and of Lenin. All the pictures of Milahovic, Lenin, Marx and Engles were thrown out of all the buildings and burnt in the towns squares and plazas. Soon afterwoods, pictures of Colonel Kolgev were put up in all public places and all signs of the old order were gone.

The message was clear, Colonel Kolgev was here to stay and NO ONE can EVER oppose him!

Kirkland was back within minutes.

"More bad news on the Algeristan front, sir. HUMINT inside the country says the Algeristanis just executed about 3700 civilians in three small towns in loyalist territory, and basically wiped out all traces of Mikhailovich."

"What the hell? What kind of depravity is running through their heads? Bastards..." Whittier paused. "Any word yet from the liaisons I contacted?"

"No, sir, it would appear that most of them have retired for the night."

"Tomorrow, then. Goddammit, we can't just sit here while the Algeristanis massacre civilians, we need to do something!" Whittier sighed, and opened his mouth to speak, but Kirkland beat him to it.

"I'll keep you up-to-date, sir."

Whittier managed a tired smile. "I'm sure you will, Major. Dismissed."

Outside the city of New Market, Kolgev held territory

The Algeristani Army had just recieved orders to capture the port city of Nuageux, which was still under the control of the communist government.

If captured, it would be the first city NORTH of the river that divides Monitgnac to fall under the control of Colonel Kolgevs forces. Every city up until now that was north of the river was under communist government control. It would be a great breakthrough for Colonel Kolgev if he could catch the port city, as it would be one less port for the government to use for it's supply route. With Port Salem already under rebel gangster control, the ball was in Kolgev's court to take over the other ports, cutting of the communist regime from the outside world and hastening it's downfall.

For the capture of the city of Nuageux, the Algeristani Army had put together the following:

*13,000 Algeristani Army troops.
*3,000 Algeristani Republican Guard troops.

*100 T-64 MBTs.
*30 T-72 MBTs.
*30 T-80 MBTs.
*60 BMP-3 APCs.
*50 BTR-60 APCs.
*40 Mi-24 attack helicpoters.
*30 AH-1 attack helicopters.
*40 Mi-8 transport helicopters.

(OOC) The Algeristani Republican Guard are an eilte army unit that is much better paid, more well funded, better trained, better armed than the Algeristani Army.

The Republican Guard are aslo FANATICS. They fight to the death can NEVER take prisoners.

OOC: Time for same mass pwnage, we have had at least two days to fortify that place to hell and back, that and you have to cross a river as well. Lets warm-up the AA guns and artillary, our air support will be there within the hour. With the twenty thousand men, two hundred fifty MTBs, four hundred LBTs (100 of which are on patrol along the major road way to the capital), 200 artillary pieces, and enough shoulder launched AA missiles to shake a stick at. Not to mention the ships in defensive formation around the port with their own missiles and artillary pieces.

Lets rock'n'roll, I love the smell of napalm in the morning. Your move.

Port city of Nuageux, government held territory

30 MIG-29/20 MIG-33/15 SU-27/15 SU-30/20 F-18 fighter jets and 30 TU-16/20 YU-22 bombers attacked the city of Nuageux.

The primary objective of this Algeristani Air Force (AAF) strike was to destroy all anti-aircraft positions in the city and all artillary batteries in and around the city and the surrounding hills.

Again telecommunication centres, power stations, railway stations, radio and TV stations were all hit as well. The main police building along with the Communist Party HQ in Nuageux were also hit.

A Monitgnac air force base was destroyed, with it's communication facilities being hit and missiles flying in to the few old MIG-21s that were in their hangers.

On the other side of the city, a Monitgnac army base was bombed flat by the bombers who unloaded heavey payloads of the base, turning the fenced in block of buildings to a huge cloud of smoke and orage fireballs. One can only imagine what it must of been like for the Monitgnac troops down there and only a luckey few would be able to survive that.

However, apart from the police post and the anti aircraft battery at the port, the rest of the port was left untouched, as it will need to serve it's purpose once the Algeristani army moved in and the port was Kolgev's.

The rest of the bombers had orders to hit high schools, colleges and the main university. President Bakr gave this order himself and was very specific about this. He wanted to terrorise the civilian population to the extent that they would become demoralised and would withdrawl support from the communist regime, just to save what little they had left.

As the bombers flew their course, they unloaded their bombs over they schools and on civilian residential areas as well. The time was 9:30 AM and the Algeristani strike took place at this time because the civilian population would be exposed to the full effects of the strike. People going to work were now roasted as bombs fell on thier cars in the cities many congested roads and students who only got into class a half hour ago were blown to bits.

As the strike neared it's end, it became known that 2 SU-27s were shoot down by an AA position. The crew of the two planes died. As they were leaving some jet fighters took out the AA position and all the planes droped whatever bombs and missiles they had left on a poor shanty town district in the south of the city in revenge.

“Report!” screamed Corle.

“Sir, they seemed to have largely ignored us, opting mostly for civilian structures and those of Monitgnac’s. Two of are mobile artillery pieces are destroyed, crushed beneath rubble. We were lucky, they caught us with our pants down, sir.” The lieutenant stammered.

“We got confident, the fighting had mostly been between the rebels and Kolgev. I want the Stingers passed out to the men if they don’t already have them like they should.”

The lieutenant nodded and jogged off to give orders to the quartermaster.

Turning to another lieutenant aid Corle asks, “Where is our goddamed air superiority?”

“The e.t.a. they gave us is still fifteen minutes away sir.”

“Figures, not there when we need it. Send up some UAV’s to scout I want to see if anything on the ground is headed our way, lets not have a land war with our pants down, understood lieutenant.” Corle barks.

“Sir!”

“Let ‘em come, let the dogs come…” Corle mused.

Algeristan']Port city of Nuageux, government held territory

30 MIG-29/20 MIG-33/15 SU-27/15 SU-30/20 F-18 fighter jets and 30 TU-16/20 YU-22 bombers attacked the city of Nuageux.

The primary objective of this Algeristani Air Force (AAF) strike was to destroy all anti-aircraft positions in the city and all artillary batteries in and around the city and the surrounding hills.

Again telecommunication centres, power stations, railway stations, radio and TV stations were all hit as well. The main police building along with the Communist Party HQ in Nuageux were also hit.

A Monitgnac air force base was destroyed, with it's communication facilities being hit and missiles flying in to the few old MIG-21s that were in their hangers.

On the other side of the city, a Monitgnac army base was bombed flat by the bombers who unloaded heavey payloads of the base, turning the fenced in block of buildings to a huge cloud of smoke and orage fireballs. One can only imagine what it must of been like for the Monitgnac troops down there and only a luckey few would be able to survive that.

However, apart from the police post and the anti aircraft battery at the port, the rest of the port was left untouched, as it will need to serve it's purpose once the Algeristani army moved in and the port was Kolgev's.

The rest of the bombers had orders to hit high schools, colleges and the main university. President Bakr gave this order himself and was very specific about this. He wanted to terrorise the civilian population to the extent that they would become demoralised and would withdrawl support from the communist regime, just to save what little they had left.

As the bombers flew their course, they unloaded their bombs over they schools and on civilian residential areas as well. The time was 9:30 AM and the Algeristani strike took place at this time because the civilian population would be exposed to the full effects of the strike. People going to work were now roasted as bombs fell on thier cars in the cities many congested roads and students who only got into class a half hour ago were blown to bits.

As the strike neared it's end, it became known that 2 SU-27s were shoot down by an AA position. The crew of the two planes died. As they were leaving some jet fighters took out the AA position and all the planes droped whatever bombs and missiles they had left on a poor shanty town district in the south of the city in revenge.

OOC: PST gets me, folks, I'm out for tonight. Got finals tomorrow through Thursday, so we'll see how much time I have for NS. I'll write up an IC response to your attack later, Algeristan, but rest assured that when Whittier and his men find out about it, they're going to be real pissed.

The V-22s cruised low over the forests between Port Salem and Oranjeville.

"Alright, soldiers, we'll be at the LZ in 3 minutes, so stay alert," Captain Mendez said to his men.

"Let's do a quick recap of the facts:
-We'll be in Montignac government territory. I want all of you to avoid detection at all costs. In the event you are captured, deny all Raptorain involvment in this op.
-This plane can only carry so much. While we have plenty of ammunition and food for ourselves, we may have to salvage enemy weapons and supplies for the rebels.
-Most of us will be using the FN SCAR, this variant capable of using AK-47 magazines. The rest of you will be using NATO ammunition, so try to conserve it.
-We can get supplies only every other day, and that's if we're lucky. Of course, we can use limited supplies from the rebels we'll be training."


The V-22s soon arrived at the small town, the populace cheering upon their arrival. Weapon crates were rapidly unpacked, as AK-47s, AK-74s, RPKs, Dragunov SVDs, Saiga 12Ks and RPG-7Ds were distributed to volunteers looking to pick up arms for their cause. The 18B and 18Z were kept busy training the new militia in the art of war, while the 18C helped to do mantainence work on local infrastructure, the 18D did checks on the healthcare facilities and the well-being of the people, the 18E set up shop in the town's broadcast facility. Soon a semiorganized militia would be ready to engage the forces of both the Premier and Colonel Kolgev. A similar scene was seen in a few other towns in the northwestern area of Montignac.

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On the bridge of the White Chapel, the radio crackled. "C2, this is little crack sierra-gamma-gamma-alpha, over."

The comm officer called the captain over, then responded, "Little crack, this is C2. Be advised this is an open channel. Charlie-niner-sierra, over."

"The bib is on the baby, and feeding has begun. Problem is, other spoons are in the area, and it's starting to get messy. We've also heard Mom's new boyfriend has resorted to corporal punishment. Lots of corporal punishment. Request solid food and bigger bowl, over."

OOC: If you had a copy of the mission briefing, here's a translation: "We've set up our initial operations, and have commenced initial stages of training. However, other friendlies in the area have begun operations, and things are getting hot. Also, members of the rebels have reported Algeristanian forces killing a large number of civilians. Recommend stepping up operations and request 'green light' for direct involvement. over"

"Little crack, stand by."

The comm officer turned to the captain. "Looks like things just got a bit messy, eh sir?"

"Alright, give them clearance for direct action. Then get on the horn to HQ and let them know what's up."

"Little crack, bigger bowl has been authorized. Solid food may be on its way, but we have to get the ok from the babysitter. Also, the baby has begun to flail, and there's a chance your food might end up on the floor. Prepare accordingly. over"

"Roger, C2. We can stretch it if we have to. over and out."

Official Bellania Press Release

We have recieved unconfirmed reports that Algeristanian forces in Montignac have heartlessly murdered over 3000 supporters of the legitimate government in the country. The 'cleansing' of civilians cannot be tolerated. Bellania shall look to spearhead an international investigation into this matter to determine what steps need to be taken to prevent such an atrocity to occur again. People of Montignac, Bellania extends its deepest sympathies to you in this time of darkness.

SIC: "I DON'T CARE THAT THEY'RE COMMUNISTS!" The Secretary of State was mildly livid as he shouted into the phone. "DAMMIT, THOSE WERE PEOPLE! Besides, the President and I are in agreement, and I don't care if your pansy political party is worried about the cost. Lives must be saved!"

His top aide stuck his head into the room. "You wanted to see me?"

"Ah, yes. Get me representatives from Halberdgardia, Leafanistan, McKagan, Willink, Raptorain, and Tiny Prussia. Also, find out where Listan stands. We can't let atrocities like this go unpunished."

"Sir, getting representatives from all those countries together this quickly would be difficult at best."

"FINE!! THEN GET ME THEM ONE AT A TIME OR IN GROUPS OF THREE!!! I DON'T CARE, JUST GET THEM!" This diatribe was further punctuated by the sudden flight of a telephone across the room into the space formerly occupied by the head of the retreating aide.

Captain Thornton sat down in the briefing tent with other officers for Colonel Harris to deliver the latest word from his superiors in TP. After lighting up another cigarette Harris spoke:

"Alright there's some good news and there's some bad news. Bad news first. A couple allies to the opposition have taken the initiative in gaining air superiority over the island which means it's gonna be a hell of alot more difficult to keep supplied. Luckily the navy says they can find a way to get very limited supplies to us. This means we're gonna have to be conservative for awhile.
Now the good news is that A-base is pretty much completely built up and we've got good security round the perimeter. We've got a very decent sized garrison and are well armed." He took a drag off his cigarette before continuing.
"There's also a change in the gameplan. We're still here to conduct Long Range Patrols and other small scale offensive actions but now our primary objective is gonna be arming and training some local rebels. Some of our allies are doing the same thing and ASFG thinks that we would be more efective that way. So, Some of your men will be divided up into small teams and they'll be going out finding rebels, arming them, and training them how to fight guerilla warfare. Any questions?" No one answered. "Good dismissed!" he said. As Thornton walked out Harris stopped him.
"Thornton Ive got a special op for you.'
"Yes sir?"
"A couple rebels came in here alittle while ago that said there was a small encampment of Kolgev's men bout 20 miles from here. Said it looked like they had a bunch of boxes like surplus."
"Did they say anything about it's garrison?"
"They said round 1 and one half dozen men with a pair of hummers."
"What will you have me do?"
"You'll take the two rebels with you and a team of about 10 men. Have the rebels guide you to the camp and then destroy it. Kill the entire garrison and destroy what you can't all carry back with you."
"Will do sir," said Thronton.
"Good leave immediatly. Dismissed!"

When Thornton and the team arrived at the encampment they were very much surprised. Things we're alittle worse than what the rebels had said. There were closer to three dozen men at the encampment and at least one extra hummer from what they could see. The team had spread out filling one side of the encampment with one team member on the opposite side. To take the encampment they would have to hit them hard and fast. Thornton knew just how to go about it.
He broke radio silence with the command for 4 men to fire their grenade launchers directly into the encampment. As soon as the explosion was heard they rushed the camp. The men armed with grenade launchers beneath their M16's fired off rounds into tents and foxholes. The soldiers at the encampment didn't seem to posess any sort of elite training and didn't stand up well to Thornton's special forces. The fighting was still hairy. The enemy garrison was around 3 times their size and the Tiny Prussians were sustaining some wounds.
Thornton's troops were orderered to go for the Hummers first. Quickly they took two of the hummers. By this time half of the camp had been overrun. As Thorton and two other men rushed forward towards the final hummer an enemy soldier mounted the heavy machine gun on the roof.
"Go for cover!" shouted Thornton. As he dove the gun opened fire and ripped apart the other two special forces men. Thronton pulled the pin from a grenade and tossed it over to the far right of the man. As it exploded he jumped up from behind cover and fired a burst into the enemy soldier's face.
By the time Thornton had made it over the Hummer shooting in his immediate area had stopped. He could still hear it somewhere off farther in front of him. While he moved towards the area some of his men radioed him.
"South area secure."
"West area secure."
"East area secure too."
He came out into an open space on the northern edge of the camp where a few of Kolgev's soldiers were still putting up a fight. Within a matter of minutes though they were dead.
"We got some retreating!" said one of his men.
"Gadston! Peich! go after em!" ordered Thornton. As the two men pursued the runners gunfire erupted from the forest in front of them and the fleeing enemy troops were cut to pieces. The man that Thornton had placed on the oppoiste side of camp emerged from the woods.
"North area secure!" said Thronton. "All areas secure. Albret what are our losses?"
"Sir 3 men dead. 3 others with significant wounds. Also one of the rebels got the sh-t shot out of him. He's bit it"
"Sir I saw one of the runners get past me."
"Let him go. We can't be chasin him."
None of the wounded men required immediate medical attention. Nearly everyone had been knicked at least once in the firefight. Thornton walked over the the tents with the boxes.
"Looks like mostly RPGS. Looks like we got a few stingers here though," said one of his men.
"Gather all the men and search the camp. Have em take anything of significance they can carry. When the site's been swept we gotta blow all the rest of the place sky high and get the F-ck out fast."
"What do we do with the dead men sir?" asked one of Thornton's men.
"We don't have time to bury them and it'd be too much of a burden to carry em back. Gather their tags and any other ID and hide the bodies."
"Yes sir!"
It had been a pretty hairy little event and the team was caught by surprise by the number's of the enemy garrison but it still managed to accomplish the mission.

Right off the shore of a rebel held beach, 0300 hours

"Sir, we've got a clear to go." the young Lieutenant said to his Commanding Officer after walking onto the bridge of the new attack sub, RMV Firefox.

Firefox was a great ship. Built with larger cargo holds and an extra airlock in the rear, although loading and unloading was slow, this made the perfect transport vessel for areas that were heavily defended from the air.

On the shore an advanced team of Republican Marines had already set up a temporary port and taken the portable crane system aboard. The port was built on the same principals of a bridge. Large metal structures were placed parralel to each other and point out to sea. Placed over a place that was deep enough, with a little engineering a large quantity of equipment and ammo could be put off here.

"Flight control, take us in, asses and elbows!" the Strategic Operations officer yelled while the sub surfaced under the cover of night. Several of the SEAL members were already on the metal port system to provide sniper abilities to protect the sub should anything happen.

The shipment wasn't very advanced, a few crates of grenades, some sidearms, and two crates of P90 magazines to keep a few platoons armed for a while.

Also though, there were 3 AA Vehicles. The system was simple. A gunner was assigned, and the rebels were to find a place to put it. A handy thing about this system was that it could quickly be placed on a vehicle and moved around, but the mode of transport was a little difficult due to the lack of air superiority.

"Ok, get these supplies to those trucks and then back to the base, we'll pass them out tonight for our assaults in the morning." the "rebel" commander on the shore said to his Lieutenant that was coming in of the metal system.

The equipment hatch to the cargo bay on Firefox was sealed and then the automatic hull door slid down over it to make the opening disappear. The SEAL's entered through their rear hatchway, and the sub headed back out to sea where it would submerge as soon as possible.

Shortly before the sub left sight of the shoreline, the port that had been set up was moved back onto the shore and taken apart, whereas it was placed in a small cave that the SEAL's had a small camp in at the rear.

After Algeristan Murdured civilians in Monitgnac, willink began prepirations for a counter attack. 14 MiG-35/1.42 (http://www.fas.org/man/dod-101/sys/ac/row/i42-012.jpg) fighters, along with 12 Lavi fighters (http://www.strange-mecha.com/aircraft/Ente/lavi.jpg) and 8 J-10 fighters (http://www.chinatoday.com/arm/airppane/j10a.jpg) began liftoff, towards kolgev's main concentration of strength. There mission was to defeat any Algeristan pilots in the area; Willinks experinced pilots, veterans of 2 wars were nearly unhadable to most new pilots of foreign air forces. They were also to bomb communication centers and barracks. Willink miltary units have also been ordered to the area, totaling in the following-

475,000 troops, armed wiht OCIW's, QBZ-95's, SA-80 carbines, and AT-14 shoulder mounted anti tank missiles and portable SAM's

380 T-94 'Black eagle' main battle tanks
275 Challenger 2 main battle tanks
150 Type 90 main battle tanks
100 T-90 main battle tanks
125 AMX-30 medium tanks
250 BMP-4's
400 Miscellaneous APC's and other Armored vehicles
50 SS-21 SCARAB (9K79 Tochka) short range conventional ballistic missiles
62 SA-17 'Grizzly SAM systems
100 Type 63 YW-531 APC's.

Although we are supporting the rebels, we are willing to aid the government of montignac, as acts against children are crimes against humanity

OOC: Pardon me for asking, but how? Right now I have at least 40 AS fighters in the air (albiet mostly to the north) that are KOS to anyone whom does not have the proper signal.

Also, how do you plan to get your land forces to Monitgnac as currently I am the naval power in their waters with two carrier battle groups and one light battle group. And we are against the rebels and therefore against you. We will sink your 400,000 men and watch them drown before then even step foot on the shores.

That's impossible, if you're going to "magically" link the P90's to me i'm just going to say the rebels win and then drop out of the RP, got it?

OOC: One, do not threaten me. No said you had to participate; you did so out of your own will.

Before i defend myself, I must say that this is an RP, not real life. Don't get too stressed out by what looks like godmodding. Theoretically, everyone participating has godmodded. Your ships are "invisible" yet in RL , they would have obviously have been already. Everyone's special forces are "gung ho" and are invincible Rambos that could fearlessly run into heavy fire from trained, professional soldiers, and manage not to get killed, Algeristan's fighters would most likely crash into each other beacuse that many planes attacking one area would be so dense, that they'd either get shot or crash into one another, not to mention what it must look like on radar. The impossible instant mobilization and almost instant teleportation of units from one side of the island to the other, and finally, the most damning case, is the frequent killing of Monitganc troops (which isn't allowed in the "rules" because you're not supposed to RP loses of the other person.)

But then it wouldn't be fun. Your special forces have to be Rambos, otherwise this thread would be boring since the special forces would be deadlocked in trenches or dead. The "invisible" ships play a key, interesting strategic aspect to the RP. The massive attack by Algeristan provoked an angry torrent by the rebels, and helped further the cause. The almost instantaneous teleportation of units have helped this RP keep interesting as attacks are becoming more frequent, and finally, the posting of my men being killed is fine. i don't care and this RP would be incredibly boring and dull if you had to wait for my busy ass to log on to this forum to post losses.

But I know you must be saying, 'gee how did Monitgnac know that McKagen is shipping P90s? Isn't that godmodding?'

Well if you had waited until I had free time, which isn't much since I need to study for finals, I would have RPed it IC. But since I didn't, i might as well tell you now OOC.

You tried to stay hidden, but ships aren't very hard to track these days, what with sonar, satellite, radio, etc. So Monitgnac did know that there were ships off the coast of Monitgnac, they just didn't know who. That is until you slipped up.

When one of your ships identified the name of itself to one of the fishing boats, you gave away the identity of your ship. When you give away the identity of the ship, its not that hard to find the nationality of that ship. Thus, it was then obvious that there were McKagen ships off the coast. (that's why I sent out the ships: to get a concession fo who they were)

Now that I know that there are McKagen ships off the coast, coincidentally the same time the P90s are arriving in the hands of rebels, it does look mighty convincing. But there is further proof.

Now that McKagen ships are off the coast coincidentally the same time the P90s are arriving in the hands of rebels, it causes one to suspicious. Indeed, I was going to RP the computer whiz to look it up, but I'll save you that post. Now that I know McKagen is involved, I can go look at satellite imagry of your ports and waters, courtesy of commercial satellites, and see your war fleet leave, but also your supply ships too.

Now, I could also look into what ships have left port via port schedules, as well as maritime shiipping lanes, where someone was bound to see your ship. Now knowing what ships have left port, I could, for the most part, look into the ships contents. If this was a military supply ship, then that might be hard, however, if it was a civilian supply ship utilized for a secret mission, it becomes easier to know. Your ship's registry might have listed the cargo outright, or have been disguised (like the Lusitania did). However, shipping the vast amounts of P90s and weapons that you did, someone is bound to notice.

Satellite imagry, ground intel, or even just random people in the street would notice a huge hoard of military trucks rumbling through their port. Warehouses of army depots would be emptied, and thus quite a few people would realize that something was amiss, even though you took great pains to supply weapons that almost any country could have.

Perhaps the most damning evidence is the fact that the supply ship would be clearly visible to shore inhabitants, not to mention fishermen, or even neutral shipping, who would probably pass you ship either during the mission or on its return.

This is why I haven't identified others, such as Halberdgardia. To the Monitgnac government, so far it looks like you are the sole contributer to the rebels, as you are the only one identifiable.

OOC: Wow, and I thought the reason was just to make a more interesting RP. But geeze, you got a pretty solid point there Monitgnac.

+1 is all this post accomplised, go me.

Algeristan']
ALL Monitgnac Communist Party members were rounded up, along with lawyers...
They were taken out of the towns in trucks and were executed en masse by Algeristani troops.

OOC: Wait, was I supposed to care about the lawyers? ;)

(Sorry, couldn't resist.)

OOC: Pardon me for asking, but how? Right now I have at least 40 AS fighters in the air (albiet mostly to the north) that are KOS to anyone whom does not have the proper signal.

Also, how do you plan to get your land forces to Monitgnac as currently I am the naval power in their waters with two carrier battle groups and one light battle group. And we are against the rebels and therefore against you. We will sink your 400,000 men and watch them drown before then even step foot on the shores.

My Navy is on the way and oh, IT IS LARGER THAN YOURS(if you are using Rl affectivity)


5 carriers
1 battlecrusier(Kirov type)
12 crusiers (Slava and CGX)
35 destroyers(Kongo, DD-X)
39 frigates(La Feytte)
25 subs (Le'inflexible, typhoon and other)
50 LCX landing ships

*Montignac, just saying, i didnt Rp any of your losses

OOC: Aint here yet and we have the defensive position. And if you want to say rawr i'm bigger than you look at my fact book. Nov 2003 nation, just don't like the name anymore so not rezing it (called my self Mikosolf enough times with it bah). So yes, currently that armada is larger than the forces I have in the area, but if need be I can get more.

Link to factbook in sig, so incase it ain't on here it is (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=398368). But I don't go dragging out my full forces unless the situation truely requires it, to expensive to fully mobilize silly.

Wow this is turning into World War III...

*Montignac, just saying, i didnt Rp any of your losses

i don't care if you do, so long as it is not a main character. Otherwise, this would be an incredibly boring RP if you had to wait for me to post losses.

OOC- sry, didnt know that, anyhow, im just dropping guys off, and then returning to saharistani waters, just let them be or there will be light skirmishing.

OOC: 400,000 men. Do you want to save the country or turn it into the worlds largest collection of foot prints sizes 8-18? *Sigh* if they stay just might have to break out the carpet napalm bombing.

So uh Monitgnac, how you feel about being a muddy puddle?

OOC-My troops are mainly here to kill algeristani troops and kolgev's, not to fight you.

just an example....
When Chinese forces pushed back american's in North Korea, did the US shoot down the Chinese airforce, sink its ships, and Kill its troops(ones outside korea)?

OOC: Point taken, but once Kolgev is defeated and your still aiding the rebels, then I guess its gonna be a diffrent story. But ATM I guess we have a common foe, the crackerjack Algeristan.

[OOC: Point taken, but once Kolgev is defeated and your still aiding the rebels, then I guess its gonna be a diffrent story. But ATM I guess we have a common foe, the crackerjack Algeristan.

OOC: Just so you know, the rebels, and the nations supporting them, don't want to fight the communists unless the communists attack them first. We'd be happy if Mikhailovich just listened to them, included some pro-democracy people in places of some importance in his government, and instituted democratic reforms. They just want to see the country make a turn for the better, and if Mikhailovich is willing to agree to these requests (which I'll write up an official IC communique for later), then we could work together against Algeristan and Kolgev.

Message from the office of the Presidency of the Holy Republic of Algeristan

To: All nations involved in the Monitgnac conflict

The Holy Republic of Algeristan has been alarmed that certain nations, Willink and the Mikosolf Corporation in particular, have seen Algeristan's support for Colonel Kolgev as some sort of excuse to seek war with us.

ANY attack on our forces by nations which officially claim to be neutral in this conflict will be met with full and decisive force against the aggressor nation.

Algeristan supports the forces of Colonel Kolgev, we never entered this conflict with a view to go to war with ANY nation. Algeristani forces have attacked the forces of the Monitgnac Marxist regime and we do expect full war between them. But Algeristan NEVER has sought, nor do we seek war with other nations.

Willink and Halberdgardia, you have pledged your nations neutral stance with regards to the civil war in Monitgnac and Algeristan urges you to continue this responsible stance. Please do not stray from the stance of peace and continue your positions as responsible members of the international community.

As for the false accusations of 'Algeristani atrocities', what atrocities? Algeristani DID carry out two successful air strikes against Monitgnac City and the port city of Nuageux. Our air force ONLY targeted government infastructure and military targets. Algeristan NEVER intentionally struck civilian targets and any civilians that did die were an unfortunate result of collatoral damage and for that we apoligise.

As for the false claim that Algeristani forces 'cleansed' 3,000 civilians in three small towns, nothing but lies by those who have a hidden agenda to further this conflict for their own ends.

Algeristan can CONFIRM that 680 civilians were murdered. Algeristani agents, after talking with key witnesses to this vile atrocity have discovered that they were the victims of a band of organised criminals who carried out the attack on these people as a result of some fued between other criminal entities over gang territory and illegal narcotics. As all nations know, the poverty of Monitgnac and the incompetence of the Marxist regime have allowed for powerful, well armed criminal groupings to set up and rule over areas of Monitgnac as if it were their own.

Algeristani military police have arrested 14 members of this criminal gang already and upon interrogation, they have confessed to the massacare of the 680 civilians. Our agents are now hunting for the remainder of this criminal band and rest assured that we will bring them to justice.

Algeristan does NOT do atrocities and our forces have a high level of training which insures that they act in the most professional manner one can in a state of combat.

I hope this will clarify to the international community many lies and misunderstandings that have come to surface of late.

From the President of the Holy Republic of Algeristan

Sayeed al Bakr