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To: Algeristan
From: Mikosolf

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.

We are not seeking war with you because you support Kolgev (though we will destroy your forces aiding him). Nor do we seek all out conflict because you happened to bomb the city we are occupying. No, we just seek to stop Kolgev and the rebels and you happen to be an obstacle to that goal.

We hope you can understand that and we hope that your soldiers untimely deaths to no affect any trade relations that we may have in the future. If you have any questions involving us beating you sorely please call 1-800-Where-My-Men. Thank you.

**Automated message from the Mikosolf Corporation**

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.

OOC: Don't think its Mikhailovich's call anymore. So your gonna have to convince the Monitgnac's military. And if that don't work I guess I'm gonna end up supporting a stalinistic regime (like me, ya!).

But I'm sure I can convince them to at least pretend to be democratic. Find a nice puppet president, hows that sound? I mean the people are really just mad at the state the country is in, not the government it self.

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

To: Mikosolf Corporation

The Algeristani air force bombed targets in Nuageux that belonged to the Monitgnac military and government. We NEVER bombed any of your forces, my air force was under strict orders to ensure that other nations forces were left out of the bombing.

The city of Nuageux is under the sovereignty of the Monitgnac communist government, not Mikosolf, so our bombing in NO way was aimed at Mikosolf.

As you may have known, Algeristan entered this conflict on the side of the Monitgnac government, but we changed sides when it beacame apparent that the government was unable to stem the rebel advance and prevent the nation of Monitgnac fromm falling under rebel control.

Our view is that Colonel Kolgev is the best option to defeat the rebels and Algeristan has ONLY one policy:

TO SUPPORT WHOEVER HAS THE BEST CHANCE OF STOPPING THE REBELS AND KEEPING MONITGNAC FREE FROM FORIEGN DOMINATION, FOR THE REBELS ARE PUPPETS OF IMPERIALISTS DESIGNS.

The communist government has shown nothing but incompetence and weakness in trying to defeat the rebels and more alarmingly, Premier Milahovic has publicly stated that he would consider 'democratic reforms', the key rebel demand and if implemented, this 'democracy' would be nothing but a victory for the rebels and the end of Monitgnac as an independent nation as the imperialists who support the rebels would then have their hands on Monitgnac.

I urged the communist government, when I supported them, to consider joining forces with Colonel Kolgev and together they could have wiped out the rebels.

They never considered this and they have shown that they are unable to do anything for Monitgnac and their inaction will result in a rebel take over.

If you can pressure your allies in the communist government to join forces with Kolgev, then I would support the communist government AND Kolgev as a joint force to wipe out the rebels. Colonel Kolgev would have to be given a position in the communist government if the government was serious about joining forces with Kolgev.

I hope this is something your nation will consider.

Lets not forget that both our nations OPPOSE the rebels, lets work on this shared hatred for the rebel enemy.

However, if you attack our forces in Monitgnac, Algeristan will strike back with a full assault on ALL Mikosolf forces in Monitgnac and we will destroy your naval fleet of the Monitgnac coast. Then we would start bombing your own nation.

DON'T PROVOKE WAR, LET US WORK OUT THE BEST WAY TO DESTROY THE REBELS, OUR MAIN COMMON ENEMY.

From the Presidency of the Holy Republic of Algeristan

Sayeed al Bakr

To: Algeristan

The rebels are nothing but children to be satisfied with empty promises and dreams. The threat is the man you support, Kolgev, his wild card regime could bring disaster to an already distraught nation.

While yes, we'd rather not fight more people than nessecary to secure Monitgnac's future we feel your deliberate bombing of schools to be horrible. Do not bother to deny that accusation, our troops on the ground have seen enough collateral damage and misfires to know that those missiles and bombs were aimed deliberatly for those structures.

We feel that a Kolgev regime backed by Algeristan is far from what this country needs.

OOC: Don't think its Mikhailovich's call anymore. So your gonna have to convince the Monitgnac's military. And if that don't work I guess I'm gonna end up supporting a stalinistic regime (like me, ya!).

But I'm sure I can convince them to at least pretend to be democratic. Find a nice puppet president, hows that sound? I mean the people are really just mad at the state the country is in, not the government it self.

OOC: Well, we plan on capturing/assassinating/"removing" the General who appears to be running Mikhailovich's regime. My point was that if the communists were willing to cooperate with us, and not try to annihilate us right off the bat, we'd be willing to fight with them against Kolgev, and work with them in rebuilding the country following the war.

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.

The cigar plunged from Secretary of State Wallis's mouth. "Are they serious? This is freakin' hilarious!"

His aide popped in again. "Sir, I have the leader of one of our Striker teams on the ground in Montignac, like you asked. The White Chapel has just patched it through to us. It's on line 3."

"Colonel, are you there? This is big dog, go ahead."

"Sir, I sent my best recon man to the locale in question. He said there were enemy troops all over the place, but he managed to slip by undetected."

"Local camuflage tactics?"

"Yessir, same ones you learned."

"I'm sure he's better at that stuff than me. My nose always itched too much for me to be stealthy."

"Well, he's one of the best. It took him a couple days to wiggle his way there, but he got some photos of nothing."

"Nothing?"

"Yessir, nothing. What once were three fairly bustling villages are now ghost towns populated only by soldiers."

"Well, couldn't they all just be staying inside?"

"In a city, yes, but not in a rural village. Over the course of two days, our operative saw NO signs of civilian life. You'd think somebody would be out tending the fields, or carrying water, or making a trip to the barn to feed the animals. He didn't see anything like that. Makes you wonder where all the people went."

"Alright, thank you Corporal. Give that operative a pat on the back for me, and tell him to give me a call when he gets home. I've got a cigar that has his name on it."

"Will do sir."

"Yes, Mr. President, these are very strong allegations we've made. No, Mr. President, we stand by the release. In fact, I've been privy to additional information further corroborating the original findings. Yessir, the specop report. No sir, we don't believe they moved the populace. No sir, there are no rebel forces in that area, in fact it was a pro-Communist area. No sir, we don't believe there was much of a criminal influence there. No sir, we don't have any hard evidence, but the testimony of a few eye witnesses that managed to flee before the Algeristanis arrived directly contradict that official story. I recommend moving a sat directly over that area to search for mass graves. I know it's a long shot, but there's a chance we'll find one. I understand it's unlikely that it will get the Algeristan government to retract, but at least it can give our allies hard proof. Well, if the grave looks bigger than can hold 600 bodies, we'll know the bastards were lying. Thank you sir, I'll send that order along. I'm sure the boys there will be happy to hear the cavalry is on the way."

Within hours, preparations would be underway to send additional taskforces to the area with a full infantry and armored force. Hopefully, they wouldn't be needed, but it seemed Algeristan was asking for a battle. If they tried something like that again, they'd get one. Wallis smiled. Poor bastards.

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Captain Thornton and a couple other special forces entered A-Base with 9 rebel soldiers trailling behind them. As Thornton and the men neared the supply hut Colonel Harris approached him.

"Well Thornton? Whats Your Report?"

"Sir the rebels performed very well. We hit a small convoy a ways off to the East. Shot the whole thing sky high."

"What was it carrying?" asked Harris.

"Mortars mainly with some small arms ammunition. We disposed of it all."

"Good Work. And casualties?"

"One of our Rebels took a couple rifle rounds to the shoulder and another got a pistol bullet planted in his leg."

"They'll both make it?" Harris asked.

"Absolutely," replied Thornton.

"Good work To you and all the other men. Looks like some of our plans are working out. We've managed to arm at least a hundred rebs and trained about half that number."

"Whats the word on fresh supplies sir?" Thornton inquired.

"Looks like they'll be getting us a few essentials in the very near future. But the Air Force is being overly cautious."

"Thank you sir!" replied Thonton.

"It's chili for lunch today. Get some before it's gone."

So what are we getting at, a cease-fire between the rebels and the government, because i guess that would work. Anyhow, someone has to rp losses after i bombed Algeristan and Kolgev's forces.

"Sir, communication from Arctep," the radio officer told Grand Admiral Gregory Williams. "He says we are to move to Xonoônak Topa (OOC: I can not quite read what the northern port city is called, please tell me!) and use that port as our base of opperations. Countess Sarah Kimberly will be waiting there with further instructions."
"Order the fleet to resume full ahead," The general commanded after a quick consultion of the charts. "Heading, 300 degrees. Recall the air sweeps." The fleet, re-enforced by the arrival of

1 more Ra-class Battleship
2 more Osiris-class Supercarriers(110 aircraft each)
3 more Atlantis-class Battlecruisers
2 more Isis-class Guided Weapon Cruisers
1 more Falcon-class Destroyer
12 Pelican-class Guided Weapons Frigates
1 more Thoth-class Light Carrier(16 aircraft)
4 more Horus-class Amphibious Dock Transports

began moving north-east, as the DAAC-67 Phantoms patrolling the skies began landing.

(OOC: I don't think anyone is based here, but if so, tell me and ignore this last bit.)
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Communication from Kollin Arctep, DAAC, to Mikosolf Corporation Fleet commander:

Merthnonn is here in support and on behalf of the legal government of Montignac. As we are then unofficial allies in this conflict, we request that our aircraft be "dialed out" of your automated aircraft's attack programs, and that orders be given to your troops not to fire on ours. As soon as our troops and equipement are landed, we are ready to assit in any way possible, including the group defense of our combined fleets against that of others which are currently on route and which together we can most likely defeat.

Please send all communications to one Countess Sarah Kimberly in Xonoônak Topa, who will relay them to me.
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The door to the premier's office opened, and the premier, back to the door, assumed it was the General. "What is it now?"
"I am not the general," a distinctive voice said.
The premier spun around to see Kollin Arctep closing the door behind him. "You! how did you get in?"
"Skill, great skill. But that is unimportant. You have lost control— even if you didn't have it in the first place. You have now a few choices. You can allow things to continue as they are, leaving power in the hands of the self serving General. You can run away— I can get you out right now. You can leave and attempt to regain control, or you can stay and try to regain control. It is your choice. I know you care about the people. I know the government does not. And I know you need my help, whatever you chose, unless you allow things to remain as your are, which I doubt you will. The general may return, and I will leave before then. What do you chose?"

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Encrypted Communique to the Monitgnac Government, Mikosolf Corporation, All Other Allies of Premier Mikhailovich

From: Colonel Jack Whittier of the Democratic People's Front of Monitgnac

This message is addressed to Premier Mikhailovich, and all his foreign allies in this conflict.

We of the Democratic People's Front of Monitgnac (hereafter referred to as the DPFM) would like to clarify our position in this war. We are not the criminals and thugs that nations like Algeristan make us out to be. We are mainly composed of working-class citizens and merchants who became disillusioned with the ever-growing amount of corruption in the government of Monitgnac, and sought to bring democracy to Monitgnac to solve this problem. We do believe, however, that Premier Mikhailovich is a good man and a capable leader who merely allowed his subordinates to gain too much power, and that this power corrupted them, driving them to coerce the Premier into making decisions against his will and reducing him to a figurehead. Therefore, we have no desire to kill or humiliate the Premier, but instead offer him our hand in assistance in his conflict against Colonel Kolgev, who, if victorious, will crush Monitgnac under a brutal military dictatorship. The DPFM, and the powers to whom this message is addressed, are united by this common goal, yet it seems that some of you would rather fight us as well due to ideological differences. We would like to avoid this unnecessary bloodshed.

Therefore, our offer is this: we will assist the Premier's forces in fighting Colonel Kolgev and his allies, provided the Premier does not wish to try to annihilate us without any dialogue. In return, we would like the Premier to remove the corrupted party members of his government from their positions, institute democratic reforms in Monitgnac, and include some DPFM leaders in the new government. We believe that our offer is a fair one, and simply ask that you refrain from attacking rebel forces while you consider our offer. We appreciate your time, and hope you make the right choice.

Respectfully,
Colonel Jack Whittier

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Encrypted Communique to the Monitgnac Government, Mikosolf Corporation, All Other Allies of Premier Mikhailovich

From: Colonel Jack Whittier of the Democratic People's Front of Monitgnac

This message is addressed to Premier Mikhailovich, and all his foreign allies in this conflict.

We of the Democratic People's Front of Monitgnac (hereafter referred to as the DPFM) would like to clarify our position in this war. We are not the criminals and thugs that nations like Algeristan make us out to be. We are mainly composed of working-class citizens and merchants who became disillusioned with the ever-growing amount of corruption in the government of Monitgnac, and sought to bring democracy to Monitgnac to solve this problem. We do believe, however, that Premier Mikhailovich is a good man and a capable leader who merely allowed his subordinates to gain too much power, and that this power corrupted them, driving them to coerce the Premier into making decisions against his will and reducing him to a figurehead. Therefore, we have no desire to kill or humiliate the Premier, but instead offer him our hand in assistance in his conflict against Colonel Kolgev, who, if victorious, will crush Monitgnac under a brutal military dictatorship. The DPFM, and the powers to whom this message is addressed, are united by this common goal, yet it seems that some of you would rather fight us as well due to ideological differences. We would like to avoid this unnecessary bloodshed.

Therefore, our offer is this: we will assist the Premier's forces in fighting Colonel Kolgev and his allies, provided the Premier does not wish to try to annihilate us without any dialogue. In return, we would like the Premier to remove the corrupted party members of his government from their positions, institute democratic reforms in Monitgnac, and include some DPFM leaders in the new government. We believe that our offer is a fair one, and simply ask that you refrain from attacking rebel forces while you consider our offer. We appreciate your time, and hope you make the right choice.

Respectfully,
Colonel Jack Whittier

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OOC- really nice letter, and my forces have just arrived.

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

To: Willink

The Holy Republic of Algeristan is outraged at your unprovoked and evil act of bloodthirsty imperialist aggression.

You attacked us when our forces did NOT pose ANY threat to your nation or that of your allies.

Algeristan has made it's position clear, unlike you, in our support for a certain side in this conflict. Algeristan awaits your reason for your evil attack on us.

Do you seek war with us?

Has your nation come out in the open for the rebels?

Algeristan has ONLY attacked the forces and infastructure of the communist government of Monitgnac and will in future ONLY attack the communist government and the rebel gangster forces. Algeristan has a PROUD track record of NOT attacking other forces in this conflict and Algeristan has NO intention of seeking war with other nations.

Your nations pathetic stance of pretending to be neutral as an excuse to build up your military power in the region and then to launch an attack on a nation which NEVER fired a SINGLE shot at your nation or it's citizens will go down in history for showing that the Willink government is NOTHING but a band of BLOODTHIRSTY WAR STARVED IMPERIALISTS. Your nation's cowardice knows NO BOUNDS!

As of today the Algeristani will take the following actions in response to the evil acts of Willink:

*ALL Willink citizens and diplomats are to be expelled from our nation within the next 72 hours.

*ALL Algeristani citizens and diplomats are to return to Algeristan from Willink within 72 hours.

*ALL Willink financial assets in Algeristan , totalling 2.4 billion USD, are to be frozen.

*The armed forces of Algeristan are to be put on full alert and our nation's defence network has been put on Level 2, one level away from war.

Algeristan hopes that other nations will join Algeristan as a responsible member of the international community in seeing that any future attacks by Willink on ANY nation are resisted and that Willink be brought to it's senses.

The international community can clearly see that Willink's government has suffered from some sort of mass insanity and lost touch with reality.

Algeristan will WARN Willink that any FURTHER attacks on our forces by your forces will be meet with a quick and decisive military response by Algeristan. This response will wipe out ALL your forces in and around the nation of Monitgnac.

Algeristan hopes that Willink will take this warning with great consideration and will proceed with caution in any future decisions.

From the President of the Holy Republic of Algeristan

Sayeed al Bakr

Algeristani military losses

The following losses result from an air attack by Willink on your forces:

*1089 men.

*29 SUV jeeps.

*13 T-64 MBTs.

*7 Mi-8 transport helicopters.

(OOC) Willink, I will ONLY provide Algeristani losses, Monitgnac will do the losses of Colonel Kolgev.

(OOC: Wow I was away for a couple of days and really lost track of things...
Halberdgardia, I think you might have missed my post about 10 pages back :P)

The radio in the SUV was coming under quite a bit of use.

No, Commisaar, I don't care what you think about Kolgev overrunning the capital. You're there to provide us with a damned document to present to Parliament.

"I can't work under these circumstances." Commisaar Davies was begining to sound a little bit whiny, "The Government did not respond to any of my requests for meetings and all I get are second hand reports from HQ saying things are looking bad."

You're perfectly welcome to come home. We have a free posting with CSD-6 in Port Olympus.

That sounded suspiciously easy, "How did the position come up?"

Position? Oh no theres a lot more than one position, you see someone took it into their heads to assassinate half the bloody agents in the city.

"Ah."

Don't sound too good does it? Get back to your job you coward.

The radio went dead, "Back to the capital is it?" the pilot asked.

"No." Davies shook her head, "We'll check out the frontline, see what's going on down there, I get the impression we're stuck here until we file some kind of report. Best we actually do our own research, if we're left relying on those fellows in the city we'll be waiting all year."

This time the SUV pulled onto the main road to Newmarket, which they would continue along until they found the front line, and whatever happened to await them there.

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To: General Marco
From: Lt. Gen. Corle
Subj: Kolgev and Power

Sir,

I have recently pondered on how to deal with the most difficult foe we have, the rebels. For they, unlike Kolgev, are amorphus and undefined, making them a difficult foe to truely put down conventionally.

Since the rebels are rebeling because of a weak government and a bad economy let us show them and the rest of the people that you are not weak, and that economic reform will come once there is peace.

I am sudjesting a lightning fast attack on Kolgev by both your forces and mine in order to kill or capture him. With this done the show comes next. Some sort of of parade, military parade I feel would be the most effective, displaying the prisoner/head of Kolgev. I also say not to worry about security during this event because as of yet we maintain AS over your land and most likely the best soldiers, especially if we only must defend.

I also feel that some speech promising a more powerful economy, made by some prominent figure, I don't really know who would work best, I leave that to you.

I feel that this display would, if nothing else, give pause to the rebel movement about what they are doing. If this does not work I have authorization to call in the AIF to begin their jobs. I would tell you what they plan on doing, but I'm not hundred percent sure my self.

-Corle

Colonel Harris was on the telephone with General Weber, commanding officer of Tiny Prussia's Army Special Forces Group (ASFG).

"Sir I must say all reports from my men indicate that we are efficiently fulfilling our advisor role," explained Harris. "We've managed to personally arm at least 300 men. About half of which have recieved what I would consider ample training in guerilla warfare."

"What about their effectiveness?' asked Weber.

"Well sir of the men we've trained and personally armed their effectiveness has seen a significant increase. My troops have been leading rebel teams practically round the clock and a good 75% of those missions result without a single significant rebel casualty."

"Thats very good Colonel."

"Thank you but keep in mind there haven't been any large scale missions. Most of our ops have been to take out convoys and encampments."

"Well those our exactly the missions you should be running. It's the best way for the rebs to beat the General's men. Did the supplies arrive?"

"Yes sir," said the Colonel. "Late last night. But I don't think it'll last us for more than a couple weeks."

"Im well aware of that. For the time being the only way we can get you supplies is in small amounts. But we're working on it."

"Thank you sir," said Harris.

"Keep arming and training. We'll keep your supplies coming in."

"Yes sir," said Harris as the General hung up.

"Sir, communication from Arctep," the radio officer told Grand Admiral Gregory Williams. "He says we are to move to Xonoônak Topa (OOC: I can not quite read what the northern port city is called, please tell me!) and use that port as our base of opperations. Countess Sarah Kimberly will be waiting there with further instructions."
"Order the fleet to resume full ahead," The general commanded after a quick consultion of the charts. "Heading, 300 degrees. Recall the air sweeps." The fleet, re-enforced by the arrival of

1 more Ra-class Battleship
2 more Osiris-class Supercarriers(110 aircraft each)
3 more Atlantis-class Battlecruisers
2 more Isis-class Guided Weapon Cruisers
1 more Falcon-class Destroyer
12 Pelican-class Guided Weapons Frigates
1 more Thoth-class Light Carrier(16 aircraft)
4 more Horus-class Amphibious Dock Transports

began moving north-east, as the DAAC-67 Phantoms patrolling the skies began landing.

(OOC: I don't think anyone is based here, but if so, tell me and ignore this last bit.)
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Communication from Kollin Arctep, DAAC, to Mikosolf Corporation Fleet commander:

Merthnonn is here in support and on behalf of the legal government of Montignac. As we are then unofficial allies in this conflict, we request that our aircraft be "dialed out" of your automated aircraft's attack programs, and that orders be given to your troops not to fire on ours. As soon as our troops and equipement are landed, we are ready to assit in any way possible, including the group defense of our combined fleets against that of others which are currently on route and which together we can most likely defeat.

Please send all communications to one Countess Sarah Kimberly in Xonoônak Topa, who will relay them to me.
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The door to the premier's office opened, and the premier, back to the door, assumed it was the General. "What is it now?"
"I am not the general," a distinctive voice said.
The premier spun around to see Kollin Arctep closing the door behind him. "You! how did you get in?"
"Skill, great skill. But that is unimportant. You have lost control— even if you didn't have it in the first place. You have now a few choices. You can allow things to continue as they are, leaving power in the hands of the self serving General. You can run away— I can get you out right now. You can leave and attempt to regain control, or you can stay and try to regain control. It is your choice. I know you care about the people. I know the government does not. And I know you need my help, whatever you chose, unless you allow things to remain as your are, which I doubt you will. The general may return, and I will leave before then. What do you chose?"

OOC: I can't necessarily read them either. Basically, i went into an online translator, translated words or phrases into French, Dutch, Spanish, and Russian, and made cities out of them. BTW, the port city on the mainland is occupied by government forces, where as the south and west of the island are mostly not. No one has used it yet in the RP, though so it might be alright.

And BTW again, the general isn't in power. The Senior Political Advisor is more or less in charge, with the other snior Communist members in agreement with each other. The General is a friend of the premier and does notr want to go against him, but because of personal interests (money, power) he watches over the premier for the party. However, he does not rule the party.

To: General Marco
From: Lt. Gen. Corle
Subj: Kolgev and Power

Sir,

I have recently pondered on how to deal with the most difficult foe we have, the rebels. For they, unlike Kolgev, are amorphus and undefined, making them a difficult foe to truely put down conventionally.

Since the rebels are rebeling because of a weak government and a bad economy let us show them and the rest of the people that you are not weak, and that economic reform will come once there is peace.

I am sudjesting a lightning fast attack on Kolgev by both your forces and mine in order to kill or capture him. With this done the show comes next. Some sort of of parade, military parade I feel would be the most effective, displaying the prisoner/head of Kolgev. I also say not to worry about security during this event because as of yet we maintain AS over your land and most likely the best soldiers, especially if we only must defend.

I also feel that some speech promising a more powerful economy, made by some prominent figure, I don't really know who would work best, I leave that to you.

I feel that this display would, if nothing else, give pause to the rebel movement about what they are doing. If this does not work I have authorization to call in the AIF to begin their jobs. I would tell you what they plan on doing, but I'm not hundred percent sure my self.

-Corle

From: General Marco
To: Lt. Gen. Corle

More or less, the rebels are doomed. They make up a minority of the population, considerable, 40%, but they do not command the allegience that we do. Our economy has improved due to wartime conditions, which have increased our industrial sector, as well as overseas corporations, such as yourself, who have begun to operate within our country. Rebel reinforce,ents are drying up, and the rebels, because they aren't paid, are not very into the revolution any more. Kolgev's men too, grumble from lack of money, and surly even if they survive the war, they will be poor.

Therefore, Monitgnac is already succeeding. Monitgnac and its closet ally, yourself, will beat the rebels and succeed. We will win.

OOC: No more posts for me today. I am going to be busy. Gotta go.

From: General Marco
To: Lt. Gen. Corle

More or less, the rebels are doomed. They make up a minority of the population, considerable, 40%, but they do not command the allegience that we do. Our economy has improved due to wartime conditions, which have increased our industrial sector, as well as overseas corporations, such as yourself, who have begun to operate within our country. Rebel reinforce,ents are drying up, and the rebels, because they aren't paid, are not very into the revolution any more. Kolgev's men too, grumble from lack of money, and surly even if they survive the war, they will be poor.

Therefore, Monitgnac is already succeeding. Monitgnac and its closet ally, yourself, will beat the rebels and succeed. We will win.

OOC: What is the Premier's position regarding the rebels, and will he answer the communique we sent him? Also, we have an idea for releasing Mikhailovich from the grips of Marco...let me know how you want things in this RP to turn out, and we'll go from there.

City of Kraljevo, central Monitgnac.

Just 25 km from the city of Kraljevo on the north side of the river in Central Monitgnac, Algeristani forces were getting ready for the assualt on Kraljevo. An assault with the objective of capturing the city and adding it to the list of cities under Colonel Kolgev's rule.

18,000 troops from the Algeristani Army and 5,000 troops from the Algeristani Republican Guard, a total of 23,000 troops, were now ready for battle.

Five hours before the ground assault, 50 jet fighters and 40 bombers of the Algeristani air force flew towards Kraljevo. The airforce bombed all the anti aircraft positions of the Monitgnac military and bombed all the airfields in and around the city. The few helicopters and fighters of the more or less obsolete Monitgnac air force were blown to bits.

Next on the target list was the ground forces. Algeristani bombers and fighters bombed the army bases and lookout posts, killing MANY Monitgnac troops. Monitgnac tanks and APCs that were on the ground were also destroyed.

After that the Algeristani air force did it's last round of bombing on the communications system of the Monitgnac military and blew up the roads and bridges connecting Kraljevo with both the government controlled cities of Monitgnac and Nuajeux, in order to prevent enemy reinforcements from coming to the aid of Kraljevo.

Five hours later, the Algeristani army had moved into position and started it's barrage of artillary fire on the city. For three hours, Kraljevo was pounded to rubble as the shells and FROG-7 missiles rammed into the city.

By the late afternoon, the Algeristani army moved in, with the armoured divisions in front. The outskirts of the city were totally empty of Monitgnac forces and the Algeristani forces moved in until a small pocket of Monitgnac forces were found around the city Communist Party HQ and the city hall. Algeristani attack helicopters moved in to blow these two buildings to rubble and the Monitgnac forces managed to shoot down 7 of our helicopters.

After another four hours of small scale fire fights, the city was now TOTALLY under Colonel Kolgev's control and the Algeristani military forces started to secure the city.

Three days later the Algeristani forces had rounded up all Monitgnac troops who gave themselves up and all officials who had been part of the Monitgnac government as well as a large number of Communist Party members.

The Algeristani army excecuted ALL of them, resulting in the deaths of 9,550 prisoners.

Algeristani military losses in this operation are as follows:

*789 Algeristani troops.

*7 Mi-24 attack helicopters.

*14 MBTs.

After Algeristani forces captured the city of Kraljevo from Monitgnac government forces on behalf of Colonel Kolgev, the following cities are now under Colonel Kolgev's rule:

*Sarujeva.

*New Market.

*Kraljevo

So whats happening? This has become too confusing for me, so could someone just fill in the jist for me? Thanks. I need a good RP and this looks "entertaining" :)

Early morning, 20 miles outside Kraljevo.

15 Willink T-160 stategic intercontinental bombers (http://www.fas.org/nuke/guide/russia/bomber/tu160-pic.jpg), the pinnical of Russian air development during the early 90's, began their flight to damadge kolgev and Algerstani forces inhabiting the city. 18 Lavi fighters (http://perso.wanadoo.fr/aigledefer/Images/Avions/LAVI/lavi_5.jpg) also kept watch around the area. As the bombers flew over the city, they encountered very little resistance, one bomber taking a missile hit to its right wing, and returned to home. The bombers had guided bombs, along with 6 SS-N-27 Land attack missiles. With their 800 pound warhead, they could level half a block. They began to drop their payloads on multiple areas of activity in and around the city. The missiles were mainly aimed at groups of tanks, Infantry and SAM positions. One bomber was blown apart in mid-air by several SAM's and crashed into the woods. The lavi fighters fired ground attack missiles into tanks and other armored vehicles. 12 SS-21 (http://www.fas.org/man/dod-101/sys/missile/row/ss-21-DDST8606653.jpg)(Replacement for FROG-7) missiles were fired into the city, aimed at Infantry positions and mobile bases.

Open message to algeristan-

You claim that, I, am a bloodthirsty imperialist. Please take these into consideration-

1. You allied with montignac and then started bombing him and taking over his cities, and what do you plan to do if you win, Leave ? I severely doubt this.


2. You diliberetly bomb civilians, and wost of all children, and then try to deny it. (oh, i belive that is a war crime.)

3. Is it just coincidence that when you attack a city, kolgev's forces are no where to be found ? I'd think if you were assisting him at least a FEW of his guys would be involved.

"Algeristan will WARN Willink that any FURTHER attacks on our forces by your forces will be meet with a quick and decisive military response by Algeristan. This response will wipe out ALL your forces in and around the nation of Monitgnac."

Um, i have 400,000 troops here, you have 62,000 i belive.

"*ALL Willink financial assets in Algeristan , totalling 2.4 billion USD, are to be frozen."
Why would i even have investments in your rathole country ?


"Your nation's cowardice knows NO BOUNDS!"
I am a coward because i launch a dangerous, well planned assault on important military positions ?


"Algeristan has made it's position clear, unlike you, in our support for a certain side in this conflict. Algeristan awaits your reason for your evil attack on us."


This is why- "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."


I hope you relized your islamic propaganda has many errors and is useless.

Memo to Colonel Harris (commander Task Force Mike) from General Weber (Army Special Forces Group):

With the reinforcement of Task Force Mike with Special Forces Fox Company and Bear Company and the addition of two Clandestine Operations teams, taking casualties into account, your current numbers should lay at about 750 men. Now after supplying you with more small arms, RPG Launchers, recoilless rifles, mortars and Stinger missile systems you have orders to step up the arming and training of the rebels. Also, now that you have firebases built in areas well beyond the outskirts of A-base, I request you further expand your region of operations to encompass several of Kolgev’s permanent firebases in the southern portion of the island.

I, and many members of the upper rungs of power in Tiny Prussia, feel that our largest enemy is Kolgev and his troops. Which is why I am giving you the order that: when faced with the decision of conducting combat operations against Monitgnac Government and it’s allies or conducting combat operations against Kolgev and his allies you choose to move against Kolgev and leave Monitgnac government alone.

At the moment a vote by the congress to officially deploy troops in Monitgnac is a distinct possibility and it is very much possible that it will pass. So be prepared in the near future to conduct operations in cooperation with regular army units. Also I have received word from the Air Force chiefs of staff that they are prepared to act with less caution to support Task Force Mike’s operations as well as any future military operations in country.

General John Weber
Tiny Prussian Army
Army Special Forces Group Commanding Officer

Official Communique from Leafanistan

Due to rising tensions in the area and our diplomatic fleet under heavier threat, we are moving 2 Homeland-class Battleships (read as Iowa, but with improved systems), 5 more Skate Frigates, 16 more resupply ships, and 2 more Destroyers.

Our position in this conflict has now been allowed to show a clear bias, we now support the legitmate government of the Premier and condemn Algeristani atrocities in the area. We have now frozen 2.4 Billion USD (Look familiar?) in Algeristani accounts in our nation.

Office of Naval Intelligence
[Encrypted Transmission to all allied nations with Pro-premier bias]

What we didn't tell you is that 6 of those supply ships are missile boats, with the express purpose of being disguised as supply ships. 5 of those supply ships are also just modified freighters with 175 mm modified mobile artillery units inside. If you need a massive naval bombardment, just ring us up.

[END]

Since the war riden nation was communist, and I rulwe a communist nation, I pledge to send a legion of Communist troops to aid your crumbling situation. I truly hope this helps the nation Good Luck
If they wish to execute you, flee to my nation. You are welcome?

(OOC: Wow I was away for a couple of days and really lost track of things...
Halberdgardia, I think you might have missed my post about 10 pages back :P)

The radio in the SUV was coming under quite a bit of use.

No, Commisaar, I don't care what you think about Kolgev overrunning the capital. You're there to provide us with a damned document to present to Parliament.

"I can't work under these circumstances." Commisaar Davies was begining to sound a little bit whiny, "The Government did not respond to any of my requests for meetings and all I get are second hand reports from HQ saying things are looking bad."

You're perfectly welcome to come home. We have a free posting with CSD-6 in Port Olympus.

That sounded suspiciously easy, "How did the position come up?"

Position? Oh no theres a lot more than one position, you see someone took it into their heads to assassinate half the bloody agents in the city.

"Ah."

Don't sound too good does it? Get back to your job you coward.

The radio went dead, "Back to the capital is it?" the pilot asked.

"No." Davies shook her head, "We'll check out the frontline, see what's going on down there, I get the impression we're stuck here until we file some kind of report. Best we actually do our own research, if we're left relying on those fellows in the city we'll be waiting all year."

This time the SUV pulled onto the main road to Newmarket, which they would continue along until they found the front line, and whatever happened to await them there.

OOC: better not go too far on the main road. it is now a mine field.

The Lieutenant, fresh from a week of R&R, began reading off the roster.

"All present sir."

The Lieutenant looked to a Sergeant. "All present?"

"Yes sir, all present sir!" the sergeant beamed proudly.

"Wow! I never had that happen before."

"It's a good feeling isn't it?"

The Lieutenant barked an order. "Present, arms!"

The Lieutenant watched as row after row of soldiers snapped their AKMs diagonally toward the sky. They were some of the 40,000 troops mobilized to help fight off Kolgev and Algeristani troops.

"Good, good." The Lieutenant paced through each of the rows of soldiers, about 400 soldiers in all.

"Make the call to General Marco," the Lieutenant said to the sergeant. "All present."

Monitgnac artillery opened up on Kraljevo. Meanwhile, 5 Mi-24s and 3 Mi-28s hit strategic points around the city. Two hinds were shot down but the others escaped, and the havocs destroyed about 10 MBTs clumsily located in a row in the city's damaged streets.

"Papa bear to all units. The attack is a go! I say again, attack is a go! out."

Monitngac soldiers poured over fortified positions and slammed into the front line. The Monitgnac soldiers, charged the hastily constructed Algeristani fortifications constructed on the outside of the city. T-55s provided fire support for the infantry, witrh many of the infantry piggybacking and shooting from on top of the T-55s.

Corporal Gregorovich was one of the lucky men to piggyback on top one of the T-55s. However being on an exposed position does have a drawback: being an easy target.

"Fire from apartment building! Eleven o'clock!" Gregorovich's CO, a sergeant shouted through the tank gunner's open hatch. Seconds later the sergeant was shot through the neck and died, but his body was continually pelted by machine gun fire from the apartment building, it seemed almost out of spite. The body bounced two-three inches in the air, until it fell of the tank.

Corporal Gregorovich and the remaining men jumped off the tank and moved with it for cover while the T-55's turrent aimed squarely at the apartment and blew the machine gunner up. Corporal Gregorivch told the other men he was going to bolt for a nearby apartment building to use for cover, and the rest decided to follow him.

He was off. The soggy mud and grass slushed underneath his feet as he ran for dear life. Machine gun fire criss-crossed the open field he was running in. Enemy infantry took pot shots at him and his men as they ran across the field. Private Borsychev, a 20-year old street vendor from Monitgnac and radio man, was blasted by a stray grenade from an Algeristani grenadier. Corporal Gregorovich turned around just in time to see the poor private's jaw separate from his face, and iron fragements rip into the man's chest, but knew he could not stop to help the private for he was already dead, and soon he'd be too if he didn't reach the apartment.

He, however, wasn't that far and as soon as he reached the apartment he pressed his back against the outside wall, facing the way he came. It was a mess. At least three T-55s were flaming wrecks and the ground was littered with at least twenty Monitgnac soldiers, some still alive and screaming in pain. Corporal Gregorovich turned to see if other men in his squad were still alive, and except for the poor private, all had miraculously made it safely.

But there was a problem. The dead private was the radioman, and his body was laying square in the middle of enemy fire. Without the radio, men would be massacred trying to make it across the same machine-gun crossfire that had almost killed him, as well as other fortified postions ranging from AA to AT that he saw while running for cover. As he was the acting officer, since his sergeant was dead, he took a vote.

"How many of you are willing to get that radio out there?"

The squad's medic, a young college student who characteristically never let himself be outspoken step foward to the corporal. "Shit, I sure as hell am not going back for that radio! I don't recommend anyone else to even try either."

The corporal looked around and looked at his men, and saw that they were even more scared than he was, and that there was no way he could coarse them to go back.

The corporal sighed. "Okay, okay I get it. You're scared. I see it in your eyes. I will not ask of you to go get the radio. You have all done well, and have done more than anyone has expected of you. You live. Now, I'm going to run for that radio and run back. If I don't live, continue with the mission as good as possible. But I'll be back soon enough."

The corporal sprinted.

"Come back! It's suicide!"

"No! No! No!"

His men screamed as loud as possible for him to come back. Machine gun fire dance around Gregorovich's feet. Dirt flew from the pelted ground and Gregorovich could sware everything was in slow motion. It seemed to take forever, but eventually Gregorovich snagged the radio and started to run back.

His life flashed before his eyes. He thought of all his parents, he thought of his friends who had also joined the military, he thought of his girlfriend back home. But he was not die. Tt was his lucky day.

"C'mon! C'mon! Run! Run! Run! C'mon!" his men shouted and screamed and Gregorovich dove the last remaining feet to safety. His men hugged him, and even kissed him, although that would remain on the battlefield, as such macho men could never been seen in such a greatful manner (it'd ruin their macho reputation y'know).

Gregorovich radioed in the enemy coordinates and soon tanks and artillery zeroed in on their position. Soon, bullets stopped whizzing past Gregorovich, and other troops as lucky as Gregorovich throughout the battlefield began to emerge from safety. The day ended well, but they were only in the outskirts; their would be a lot more work to do.

Monitgnac losses

Approx. 1100 killed
Approx. 1300 wounded
7 T-55s destroyed

Estimated Algeristani Losses

Approx. 750 killed
Approx. 1200 wounded

Known Algeristani Losses

1 Algeristani machine gunner
23 Algeristani captured:
(10 surrendered; 13 wounded)

To assist Montignac forces, 12 willink SU-39's(Ground attack aircraft) have been presented to its local military forces. The can carry a multitude of Ground attack rockets, and guided and un-guided bombs. They can also carry AAM's.

Encrypted message to montignac

To replace your air force losses, i will be presenting you 50 Atlas cheetah C's (http://image38.webshots.com/39/8/74/89/288887489nMoywa_ph.jpg) and 100 SU-24MK's (http://www.danshistory.com/su24.jpg)


Atlas Cheetah C

The Atlas Cheetah programme grew out of South Africa's requirement for a modern fighter and strike aircraft in the 1980s, due to the need for more advanced aircraft to attain an edge over the ever more sophisticated Soviet aircraft being supplied to Angolan and Cuban forces in action against South African forces in the Border War, and the increasing cost of maintenance due to the age of the aircraft used by SAAF. The United Nations Arms Embargo in place from at the time prevented South Africa from purchasing new aircraft from other countries, thus making an upgrade of existing aircraft the only option. By this stage, the South African aviation industry had reached the level of technical capability to make a large and sophisticated upgrade possible, leading the SAAF to make the only possible decision, to radically upgrade one of the existing types in service. The SAAF's Mirage III fleet was chosen as the basis for the upgrade.

The upgrade was carried out by Atlas Aviation (formerly Atlas Aviation Corporation and latterly Denel Aviation), and consisted of a complete refurbishment of the airframe down to zero hours (in which some 50% of the original airframe is said to have been replaced), the fitment of non-moving canards (slightly different to those on the Kfir) just aft of the engine intakes, two new stores pylons at the wing roots, an aerial refuelling probe, new ejection seats, a more powerful engine, the Atar 9K50 (upgraded in South Africa), in the D and C variants, a new main wing spar along with a new "drooping" leading edge and a dog-tooth incision on each wing, modern elevons controlled by a twin computer flight control system, and strakes on the nose to improve the Cheetah's high-Angle_of_attack (AoA) performance. The aerodynamic refinements alone increased the turn rate by 15%, increased the AoA, reduced the minumum airspeed to 100kts and increased maximum take-off weight by 700kg. However, it also resulted in a 5% decrease in maximum level speed and acceleration.

addition, a highly sophisticated avionics, radar, EW and self-protection suite was installed, necessitating a lengthening of the nose. This entailed the fitment of an EW suite which includes missile and radar warning sensors, and automatically engages the aircraft's self-protection system, which consists of electronic jammers and chaff/flare dispensers; the integration of a South African helmet-mounted sight and an oversized Head-Up Display (HUD); the installation of an advanced Pulse-Doppler radar and sophisticated cockpit instrumentation.

SU-24MK


The Su-24MK tactical bomber is an aircraft whose qualities respond to the requirements of the new century. This front line tactical bomber with variable geometric wings is considered one of the best in its class and has been delivered by the Soviet Union/Russia Federation to dozens of countries. Approximately 900 such aircraft have been produced in various modifications for their respective roles or missions (variants of the Su-24 have also been produced, designed for reconnaissance and electronic countermeasures), and many of them are currently in the inventory of several Middle Eastern and African air forces.

The viability of this bomber and its combat capabilities have already been proven in combat operations while its operational costs are financially manageable in comparison to other aircrafts with similar characteristics. A satellite navigation system is installed on the Su-24MK, which is compatible with the Russian GLONASS and the American GPS. The Su-24MK bomber's integrated navigation and aiming system is the PNS-24. PNS-24, in conjunction with radio navigation equipment, can perform the following functions: terrain warning; detection of targets and their destruction by level and toss bombing; target designation for missiles; detection of operating radars and launch of missiles on these radars; and automatic and semi-automatic aircraft control during landing approach to a height of 40m to 50m.The Su-24MK aircraft is equipped with the PNS-M modified integrated navigation and aiming system, which includes a laser/TV-sighting system for the air-to-surface laser/TV-guided missiles.

The Su-24MK is armed with the following types of air-to-surface missiles: Kh-23 or Kh-23M (NATO codename AS-7 Kerry) radio-command guided missiles (range 5km; up to four missiles carried); Kh-28 (AS-9 Kyle) and Kh-58 passive radar-homing missiles (range 90km; up to two missiles carried). Up to two Vympel R-60 (AA-8 Aphid) IR-homing air-to-air missiles with a range of 3km are also carried.

The SU-24MK can use several range of missiles such as Kh-25L (AS-10 Karen) laser-guided missiles (range 20km; up to four missiles carried); Kh-29LT (AS-14 Kedge) laser/TV-guided missiles (range 10km; up to three missiles carried); Kh-31P (AS-17 Krypton) passive radar-homing missiles (range 180km; up to two missiles carried); and Kh-59 (AS-13 Kingbolt) TV-command-guided missiles (range 90km; up to two missiles carried). It is also armed with KAB-50OKR TV-guided and KAB-1500L laser-guided air bombs.This front line bomber can carry up to six rocket pods and the weight of conventional bomb armament amounts to between 7.5t and 8t.The aircraft can carry up to three gun pods with 23mm Gsh-6-23 guns, which have a rate of fire of 9,000 rounds per minute and fire unit of 500 rounds.

The SU-24MK is capable of carrying out low-level altitude and deep penetration strikes in poor weather conditions, day or night. Its primary mission is aimed to the destruction of ground targets (military hardware),valuable strategic targets (refineries, oil platforms, bridges, power plants, etc), formation of enemy troops and military installations (greater than 300 kilometers from the front line).

The power plant comprises two A-F turbojets, with a thrust of 11,200kif each. Fuel is accommodated in fuselage integral tanks. Two external fuel tanks with a capacity of 3,000 liters each can be suspended from the center-wing section, with one external fuel tank, with a capacity of 2,000 liters, suspended from the fuselage. An inert gas system is installed for fire safety. The Su-24M aircraft is equipped with a flight refueling system.The Su-24M has a maximum speed of 1,550km per hour and a range of over 3,000km. Service ceiling is 11,000m. Maximum rate of climb is 9,000m per minute.

End Encryption

OOC: Thanks for the correction, Montignac. It would still be bad for Arctep if the general were to appear, though, I suspect.

IC:
"You must decide, premier. The general may be your friend, but he is still allied with the Party. Eventually, they will have no use for you. We may convince the general to join you, but we may not. Decide: run away, do nothing, retreat and regroup, or fight here."
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"Admiral, we are receiving a transmission."
This is Countess Sarah Kimberly, code Vector-Cougar-dash-niner. Port is clear for landing. Begin landing the troops. No weapons fire unless directly attacked.

"Begin landing procedures," Grand Admiral Williams ordered. His fleet was floating just outside Xonoônak Topa's harbour, awaiting just such a command.
The troop ships, along with the flagship Ra, began moving into the port in a well-organized pattern. Soon the first of 120,000 troops were on Montignac soil.

The Admiral watched from the bridge of the Ra as the troops were unloaded. This was the first time the Combined Expeditionary Forces had been deployed, and the Admiral was glad to see that the training worked in practice. The de-embarkation was going smoothly, troops from the four nations of New Emartia, Drir-Yui, Riflopia, and Silverforge worked together as a seemless whole.

"Countess Sarah Kimberly," announced a young ensign, as the Countess strode on to the bridge.

"Report!" she demanded of the Admiral.

"All is nominal. The procedure is being performed adaquately."

"Good." Turning to the radio officer, she began issuing orders. "Have the Drir-Yui detachment begin organizing a defense perimeter around the harbour. The Silverforge should do the same for the town. Hold the main fleet outside the harbour, 5 km defense radius. Bring the carriers within that radius, and flying patrols around the town. Set up command posts at co-ordinates 123-234, 984-368..."

The orders were relayed to the troops, who began executing them.
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Communication from Kollin Arctep, DAAC, to Mikosolf Corporation Forces Commander

I request a reply to my previous communication. To repeat, we request that all Merthnonn aircraft be "dialed out" of your automated aircraft's valid target list, and request guarantee of our troops safety in proximity to your own. Our fleet stands by near Xonoônak Topa, ready to deliver aide where necessary. Our troops are also ready to assist when asked for.

K.A. Commander of Merthonn Forces in Montignac.
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Top Secret Communication from Countess Sarah Kimberly, Lishtan, to Colonel Jack Whittier, DPFM

I can only speak for Lishtan, but we are intrigued by your proposal. We agree with your estimation of the Premier; however, he now lacks the power to agree or disagree with your proposal. The Party is unlikely to agree, as they have powerful allies. I do not know Mikosoft's position upon the issue. However, Lishtan and Merthnonn are ready to consider it. We request a meeting, at a location of your chosing, to discuss it further. In the meanwhile. we will agree to not fire upon your group so long as you extend us the same courtesy. I cannot guarantee this during join operations with the other pro-government powers, but the order has been issued not to fire upon you. Await reply.
S.K.,C.

Lishtan, would you be interested in retaking the city of New Market from Kolgev/algeristan ? I can provide anywhere from 15-100,000 troops to take it, along with 300 tanks and air support. Please reply immeditly,


Justin Scarfe, president, Peoples republic of Willink

Encrypted Communication, Kolin Arctep, DAAC, to Justin Scarfe, Willink

Lishtan would be quite interested in retaking New Market from Kolgev and Algeristan. However, our troops are not quite finished de-embarkation, and our base is currently at Xonoônak Topa, far to the north. Regardless, I shall dispatch 100,000 troops south ASAP, as well as carrier-base air support, and various other vessels to provide cruise missle support. In the meantime, I request an update on the forces of [NS]Algeristan in Montignac, to better prepare for the situtation. I also request positional information on your troops, to gauge the best means of attack. I will inform you when my troops are approaching New Market.

End Encryption

Secret Communication, Kollin Arctep, DAAC, to Mikosoft Corporation

An oppertunity has arisen to deal a major blow the Kolgev and his ally [NS]Algeristan. New Market to be taken. Request you cease hostility towards Willink so that we may effectively work together to eliminate this common threat. 200,000 troops currently committed. Can I count on you? Request prompt reply.

Encypted Communication, Lt. Gen. Corle, Mikosolf, to Kollin Arctep

Of course we will "dial out" your forces.

As to the assault on New Market we will begin prepping half of our force immediatly.

Encrypted Communication, Kolin Arctep, DAAC, to Justin Scarfe, Willink

Lishtan would be quite interested in retaking New Market from Kolgev and Algeristan. However, our troops are not quite finished de-embarkation, and our base is currently at Xonoônak Topa, far to the north. Regardless, I shall dispatch 100,000 troops south ASAP, as well as carrier-base air support, and various other vessels to provide cruise missle support. In the meantime, I request an update on the forces of [NS]Algeristan in Montignac, to better prepare for the situtation. I also request positional information on your troops, to gauge the best means of attack. I will inform you when my troops are approaching New Market.

End Encryption


My forces will consist of the following-
100,053 troops, armed with QBZ-95's, SA-80 carbines, Eryx anti armor missiles, and Portable SAM's.

150 Russian T-94 Black eagle main battle tanks
150 French AMX-30B2 Medium tanks
100 BMP-4 Infantry fighting vehicles
100 150mm artillery guns
20 SS-21 portable cruise missiles

Air support

20 MI-28 Hind's
18 SU-39 ground attack aircraft
15 Transport helicopters

If needed-20,000 more troops, 75 more tanks, and air-
30 MiG-29Ap (my custom version, extreamly cabable)
18 Lavi fighters
25 JC-10 interceptor/fighters
12 MiG-35/37
10 TU-22 backfire medium range bombers.

U.S.G.A is willing to provide 270 M223 Rail Tanks, 40 MarkIII Powered Battle Suits, and 2 platoons of Helix airbourne fighting platforms, and a 20,000 man, 2,000 troop carrier force for retaking new market.

CEO Zezeb Hakisokra

P.S,
I need 20,000 capitalionos for building the last troop carrirer

Edit:

I'm not socialist. I'm capitalist, it's just that i'm so confused at this stage of the game i'm just going to attack New Market. Someone please give me a summary!

Bump

My forces will consist of the following-
100,053 troops, armed with QBZ-95's, SA-80 carbines, Eryx anti armor missiles, and Portable SAM's.

150 Russian T-94 Black eagle main battle tanks
150 French AMX-30B2 Medium tanks
100 BMP-4 Infantry fighting vehicles
100 150mm artillery guns
20 SS-21 portable cruise missiles

Air support

20 MI-28 Hind's
18 SU-39 ground attack aircraft
15 Transport helicopters

If needed-20,000 more troops, 75 more tanks, and air-
30 MiG-29Ap (my custom version, extreamly cabable)
18 Lavi fighters
25 JC-10 interceptor/fighters
12 MiG-35/37
10 TU-22 backfire medium range bombers.


Here are my forces:
(OOC: your format was good, so I used it.)

85,000 troops, armed with DA-30B's (100%), DASAW-42's(5%), DAAT-5's(5%), DAP-32's(95%), and others.

10,000 specially trained urban warfare infantry, armed with DA-30C's,(100%) DASAW-42's(5%), DAP-34's(95%), DK-2's(100%), and others.

300 DTAV-1 Thor main Battle tanks
100 DTAV-3 Baldur light rapid tanks
50 DAV-23 Infantry combat vehicles
150 DTA-52 155mm Self propelled artillery

Air support(all carrier based):
120 DAAC-67C Python Fighter/Attack aircraft(3 groups of 40)
24 DAAC-113 Pegasus V/STOL Fighters.
15 DAA-52 Attack helicopters
50 DAH-13C Combat/utility helicopters(aka armed utility helicopters)

In addition, the following ships will be stationed off the coast to provide missile support.

4 Ra-Class battleships
4 Atlantis-class battlecruisers
2 Isis-class cruisers
5 Kimberly-class attack submarines

Combined, they have a total lauch capacity of 200 Zeus cruise missiles (similar to the tomahawk).
These ships will also be in the area
3 Isis-class supercarriers
3 Thoth-class light carriers
2 Falcon-class destroyers
6 Pelican-class frigates.

The troops will begin the march south shortly. I await information on the contribution of the Mikosoft Corporation.

All technology (c) Draco Advanced Arms Corporation

Top Secret Communication from Countess Sarah Kimberly, Lishtan, to Colonel Jack Whittier, DPFM

I can only speak for Lishtan, but we are intrigued by your proposal. We agree with your estimation of the Premier; however, he now lacks the power to agree or disagree with your proposal. The Party is unlikely to agree, as they have powerful allies. I do not know Mikosoft's position upon the issue. However, Lishtan and Merthnonn are ready to consider it. We request a meeting, at a location of your chosing, to discuss it further. In the meanwhile. we will agree to not fire upon your group so long as you extend us the same courtesy. I cannot guarantee this during join operations with the other pro-government powers, but the order has been issued not to fire upon you. Await reply.
S.K.,C.

Encrypted Communique to Lishtan

To: Countess Sarah Kimberly of Lishtan
From: Colonel Jack Whittier, The Democratic People's Front of Monitgnac
Re: Meeting

We agree to your request to a meeting, and I will meet with you at the following coordinates deep in the western forests of Monitgnac (OOC: assume the coordinates are there). It is deep in rebel-held territory, but I can guarantee your safety and the safety of any others you might have with you. Alternatively, we could meet in neutral territory, perhaps one of the islands off the mainland, if you wish. I look forward to meeting with you.

Respectfully,
Colonel Jack Whittier
The Democratic People's Front of Monitgnac

20,000 Infantry; Mikosolf BR (100%); "Jackhammer" Heavy Flechett Gun (25%)

175 "Vanguard" MBT

325 "Lightning" LBT

100 180mm+ Motorized Artillary pieces

50 MC "StreetCleaner" UCVs ("roombrooms" for two squads within it)

Air Forces

80 "Guardian" QRAAC AP fighters

2 LFMB (fires missiles at infantry marked targets)

20 AH-64A Apache

50 F/A-18E/F "Super Hornet"

Naval

More missiles and guided artillary shells than you can shake a stick at.

To: Democratic Rebels
From: Space Union
Subject: Aid

We at Space Union, would like to aid the democratic rebels. We are ready to donate huge sums of money to them and even send in a huge taskforce to start fighting along side the rebels. Please contact us as soon as possible.

Signed,
President Harsimran Mann

My forces are 15 miles outside new market, nearthe outskirts of the suburbs. We will wait till listan and Mikosolf Corporation forces arrive.


Here is my plan-



Listan forces destroy algeristani postions on the outskirts, then high-tail it into the city center on the expressway. Mikosof's forces will flank to the left, taking the cities industrial sector and eliminating resistance. Willink will take the suburbs, then once Willink and Mikosof take those 2, we will help Listan take the city itself. Try to keep civilan casualties to a minimum. Only call air support when it is absolutley nessicary.

My forces are 15 miles outside new market, nearthe outskirts of the suburbs. We will wait till listan and Mikosolf Corporation forces arrive.


Here is my plan-



Listan forces destroy algeristani postions on the outskirts, then high-tail it into the city center on the expressway. Mikosof's forces will flank to the left, taking the cities industrial sector and eliminating resistance. Willink will take the suburbs, then once Willink and Mikosof take those 2, we will help Listan take the city itself. Try to keep civilan casualties to a minimum. Only call air support when it is absolutley nessicary.

The plan sounds good. We must expect heavy resistance if Kolgev is in the city. We should try to keep not only civillian, but Montignac causalities is general to a minimum. If they surrender, do not shoot them. The same should go for [NS]Algeristan forces also. Attempt to capture Kolgev if possible.

"left" is not necessesarily very helpful. Please try to use "North, South, East West, North-West, South-South-East, North-West by North, etc., noting that the main road goes north-south through the city and forest is to the south and west.

So my portion of the plan will go as such:
The main Lishtan force will destroy the northern Algeristani positions, then spearhead into the city along the expressway, lead by the Urban Infantry Division(UID).

I would also recommend a slightly more involved plan:
We attack in full light, to take advantage of our greater numbers (night attacks may benefit the smaller enemy forces ). 0900 local time, or so. We might begin before this with precision artillery stikes. A simultanious, three pronged attack is the preferrable. While Willink is involved in the suburbs and Mikosoft in the industrial sector, Lishtan will attempt to gain the city centre. Given the smaller force available from Mikosoft, some Willink or Lishtan forces may be diverted to that front if so desired. Aircraft strikes may be undesireable, but several squadrons should be in the air to counter algeristani aircraft. Any aircraft based in New Market should be taken out, top priority. If there are any Algeristani Naval assets in the waters around Montignac, they should be attacked simultaniously (OOC: I can't recall if they do). A small portion of our troops should attack Algeristani positions elsewhere, not to capture locations, but to cause confusion.

If Mikosoft or Willink complete their objectives, they should begin moving towards the city center, as Lishtan will move outward in the same circumstance.

Supply: Lishtan will establish a supply staition to the north along the expressway. This will also serve as a base for Lishtan Helicopter and V/STOL assets. I recommend you do the same.

My forces are now en route. Expect them in three (not RL) days. Opperation time -3 days, 1300 hours.

(OOC: It is spelt LisHtan)

Encrypted Communique to Lishtan

To: Countess Sarah Kimberly of Lishtan
From: Colonel Jack Whittier, The Democratic People's Front of Monitgnac
Re: Meeting

We agree to your request to a meeting, and I will meet with you at the following coordinates deep in the western forests of Monitgnac (OOC: assume the coordinates are there). It is deep in rebel-held territory, but I can guarantee your safety and the safety of any others you might have with you. Alternatively, we could meet in neutral territory, perhaps one of the islands off the mainland, if you wish. I look forward to meeting with you.

Respectfully,
Colonel Jack Whittier
The Democratic People's Front of Monitgnac

Encrypted Communication from Countess Sarah Kimberly to Jack Whittier
The co-ordinates provided will be satifactory. I am preparing to leave as this message is being sent. Expect myself and two others.

Total forces-Willink,mikrosof, and lishtan(may be a little off, did it without calculator)
Infantry-205,000
Main battle tanks-510
Medium/light tanks-575
artillery-350
Other fighting vehicles-200
Fighters-302?
Bombers-10
Attack helicopters-55
transport helicopters-65


Estimated Algeristani forces

15,000-20,000 infantry
50-100 main battle tanks
100-150 medium/light tanks
100 artillery peices.
75 other vehicles
fighters-10-50??
Bombers-0-15
Attack helicopters-15-30
Transport helicopters-20-40

Estimated Kolgev forces

Infantry-40,000-85,000
main battle tanks-25-40
other tanks-50-100
artillery peices-10-25?
other vehicles-200-250(includes civilan vehicles with mounted weapons)
fighters-none
bombers-none
attack helicopters-10-20
transport helicopters-5-10


Maximum Combined enemy forces-
105,000 infantry
140 main battle tanks
250 other tanks
125 artillery peices
305 other vehicles
50 fighters
15 bombers
50 attack helicopters
50 transport helicopters


Civilians
anywhere between-300,000-400,000

To all nations involved in this affair:

The Novgovan Peacekeeping Corps has set up five LZs throughout central Montignac. Refugees and displaced residents seeking first aid, food, water, and other necessities are welcome to come.

Those applying for refugee or political asylum in Novgova are welcome to travel to any of the LZs for transport to an off-shore Pocket Aircraft Carrier (equivelent of an LHD) where at the conclusion of the conflict will return to the Novgovan mainland where they can aplly as citizens.

The Novgovan Peacekeeping Corps is an international peacekeeping corps dedicated to peace and stability and promotes the welfare of the displaced or refugees. The Novgovan Peacekeeping Corps represents all countries in the Commonwealth and is in no way limited to Novgovan foreign or military policy, and is therefore a neutral entity in itself.

Peacekeeping Corps members are clearly designated by bright purple helmets and white vehicles for identification. Peacekeeping Corps members will not fire upon any persons unless fired upon first. Any serious attack on the Peacekeeping Corps will bring full, armed retaliation by forces of the Commonwealth. To avoid accidental conflict, it is wise to surrender all weapons to Corps patrol members patroling 5km zones around the LZs, leave weapons outside the 5km boundry, or to give advance notice.

Forces are as followed:

1 Traders' Point Pocket Aircraft Carrier
2 Model 06-17 Cutter Frigates
10 UH-60
5 CH-46 Sea Knights
100 civil volunteers
1 Surgeon
10 Doctors
50 Nurses
100 Medics
1,000 Peacekeepers

By order of Brig. General Puskar,
Novgova Peacekeeping Corps

Kets tart RPing agian
IC: The Helix AFPs stopped at an LZ point for the U.S.G.A forces. The Pilots, even above the loud roar of the Helixes, heard the loud roar of the troop carriers and Rail Tanks across the plain. One of the pilots looked up and saw a volvo of missles go up and hit entrenched rebels along the outskirts of the city. The Helixes climbed into the sky and fired 3 rounds of rockets at the taaller buildings.
Below them, in his Troop carrier, Col. Tom Bradley sat quietly. He longed to get in a rail tank, but that would have to wait. He looked out his view port and started firing into the rebel structures. His teams mision was to capture a rebel colonel.

Just as a warning, Kolgev and algeristan will still attack peace keeping forces, so id watch myself.


by now, lishten forces will have arrived so here we go-


ATTACK ON NEW MARKET, PRT 1

Private Joe Ingolia sat in the back of his BMP-4, and listened to the dead silence. As his Troop rolled along in the back of the noisy machine, they heard it. The sound of gunfire erupting. The driver sped up, and then the BMP-4 tipped over, probably due to a very close RPG miss. They smashed the back door open, and ran for cover. Willink recon showed an abandond school at the closest intersection to be a nest of enemy activity. suddenly, 4 T-64 tanks rolled out from behind the School, and opened fire. Their shells destroyed the tipped over BMP-4, and landed on an apartment building, killing several Willink Soldiers. Willink troops began to open fire on the old school, and as the tanks prepared for their second round of firing, 150mm gun shells(from the artillery) rained into the intersection, destroying the tanks, abandond cars, and a large truck, leaving a small crater in the intersection. Willink troops began to move in on the school, and ingolias squad dashed to the side of the bus garage, next to the school. "Sir, what should we do ?" Their squad leader, LT. Michael Hillen, a veteran of the pine orchard civil war and saharistan war, was one of willinks best troops. As they took their positions, a lone rpg impacted nearby, blowing up a school bus. One soldier stood up, only to duck back down as Ak-47 fire erupted nearby. Ingolia looked out from behind the garage, and saw 3 soldiers nearby, hiding behind a sandbag. One had an RPG-7, and the two others had AK's. Ingolia pulled a grenade off his vest, pulled the pin, and threw as hard as he could. It landed right in front of the sandbags, and he waited for the explosion. 5....4....3....2...1 he counted to himself then he looked up. Everything seemed to move in slow motion. The explosion erupted, and the RPG'ers head was ripped off, and landed several feet away. His body flung into the air, blood spraying everywere out of his neck. He landed on a bus windshield, and then fell off, leaving a trail of blood all over the window. One enemy troop was thrown several feet into a bus, while the others leg was ripped off, and he fell down, screaming in pain. Ingolia became dillusional, and began to walk over to the injured man. The soldier looked up at him, with his soul dissapearing out of his eyes every moment, when the soldier was shot several times by Hillen and slumped over dead. He turned around, dropped his QBZ-95 then looked up at the sun. A lone sniper in the school opened fire, nailing Ingolia in the neck. Everything went red, then black, but he could still hear what was going on. He heard Hillen yell "Sniper, Sniper, take cover !" and then everything started to fade out, then it turned white. Hillen took cover in the bus, and chuked a grenade into the open window in the school. It exploded and bricks shot out, along with wood, and a SVD dropped down, hitting the ground 1 story below.........


Willink losses-2 BMP-4's
25 Soldiers dead
32 wounded

Known enemy losses
10 dead troops
4 tanks destroyed

Enemy estimates
35 dead
70 wounded

To commander in charge of rebel foces in New Market,

Plan on recieving supplies, reinforcements, and weapon schmatics. The bombardments and the attack that fallows are just a front. Please accecpt our aid. We will give more information to a colonel. The encryption Key enclosed is necessary.

Gen. Michael F. BaLunt.,
commander of U.S.G.A forces in Monitgnoq( or whatever)

P.S //Encryption key enclosed//
// Weapon Schematics Enclosed//

Col. Bradley jumped at of the carrier amd started to sweep the area with his AK-93 scoped anti-personell gun. He signaled to his team and they jumped out, checking the wounded. Suddenly a sniper shot a Pvt. right between the shoulder blades. the sniper fired several more shots. He was quickly silanced with a shot from a rail tank that took the top of the building. Behind the colonel a tank treaded on a anti-tank mine and exploded. Several men nearby were electricuted as the tanks high energy batterys came flying out.a man raised a shout" Alpha, Delta, Beta!" Col. Bradley looked up. This call meant a colonel had been found. He rushed over. Three men suronded the rebel colonel with R-57 rail guns. Bradley told the radio man "Call in the medics and the reast of the troops and tanks." he handed a massage to the rebel Col. " Take this to your commander. He'll know how to decypher it."
U.S.G.A Losses
Killed: 27
wounded:108
Rebel Losses
Approx. Killed: 200
Approx. wounded:300
Captured: 79

North of the city, there was silence too. Until the artillery started. Explosions began ecoing, as Lishtan's 155mm rounds began hitting the [NS]Algeristani and Kolgev's postions to the north of New Market.

In his Thor main Battle tank, Lieutenant David Green waited impatiently for the command to move forward. He wanted to go and blow stuff up, not let the artilery boys have all the fun. Come on, hurry up! he thought.

"Alpha group, begin attack. Beta Group, follow. Standard double echelon formation" crackled through the radio.

"Finally! OK, let's move out," he ordered the driver. The tank began moving forward at a brisk pace. They moved in well ordered formation, heading towards the outskirts quickly.

Green's target was a small defensive position believed to hold an AA gun. But he wasn't entirely sure what would be there: intelligence hadn't been all that clear.

"A-T laucher at one..." came through followed closely by an explosion to Green's left. Green opened the hatch, and took postion at his machine gun. Behind the tank, he could see the broken wreckage of another tank. Someone was firing Anti-tank rounds, and Green just hoped he was in range.

A figure stood up ahead and to the right, carrying the AT launcher. "Gotcha," murmered Green, and fired.

The enemy soldier laucher another round just as a dozen bullets punched through his body. The round hit the tank to the left of Green, but had been fired so badly that it hit a corner and luckily, instead on penetrating into the tank, blew off only the corner in a spay of flying metal. Lucky for them, not so lucky for Lieutenant David Green, who was exposed to the full force of the shrapnel. He fell back into the tank with a cry, blood flowing from dozens of deep wounds.

The rest of the crew tended to him as best they could. Nothing vital was hit, although Green would be sporting a fair number of new scars. Even with their commander down, the had to continue on— he would survive, unlike many infantry or pilots who would not if they failed.

They soon found there target. Just inside the city limits, three tanks were lined up across the road behind a barricade, supported by many foot soldiers. They had three tanks, the group currently moving towards them had five. Green's crew took aim at the centre tank.

"Fire!" came the order, and Green's crew did so gladly. Five rounds suddenly impacted on the three tanks, and one of them blew up on the spot. The remaining two returned fire. The two rounds impacted on one tank, and then there were four.

"Infanty wave dispatching," came the announcement over the radio. The tankers were too busy to pay attention. Three more rounds impacted the enemy tanks, and one more was out of commision. One round, however, was lauched at the barricade— which wasn't much of a barricade anymore. It flew apart in an impressive display, wood flying everywhere, troops dodging for cover.

The enemy forces began to retreat into the town. The tank squadron halted once they reached the enemies former position. There was no AA gun here; the intel had been bad. The tanks waited for the infantry to come up; those were their orders.

Lishtan Causulties:
3 Thor MBT (destroyed)
6 Thor MBT (damaged)
43 killed (estimate)
102 injured (estimate)

Known Enemy Losses
2 tanks (type undetermied)

Estimated enemy losses
4 tanks
130 troops

OOC: After Mikosoft attacks, we should wait for the enemies' counterattacks.

Originally Posted by Lishtan

Originally Posted by Halberdgardia
Encrypted Communique to Lishtan

To: Countess Sarah Kimberly of Lishtan
From: Colonel Jack Whittier, The Democratic People's Front of Monitgnac
Re: Meeting

We agree to your request to a meeting, and I will meet with you at the following coordinates deep in the western forests of Monitgnac (OOC: assume the coordinates are there). It is deep in rebel-held territory, but I can guarantee your safety and the safety of any others you might have with you. Alternatively, we could meet in neutral territory, perhaps one of the islands off the mainland, if you wish. I look forward to meeting with you.

Respectfully,
Colonel Jack Whittier
The Democratic People's Front of Monitgnac

Encrypted Communication from Countess Sarah Kimberly to Jack Whittier
The co-ordinates provided will be satifactory. I am preparing to leave as this message is being sent. Expect myself and two others.

The DAH-13 Combat-Utility Heicopter touched down in the forest clearing. Countess Sarah Kimberly stepped out, and took a quick estimate of the area. It appeared to be unoccupied, but the Countess did consider the possiblity of an ambush. Not that it would do the rebels much good; she wasn't that valuable to Arctep, and he, and only he, would decide when the troops left. The pilot of the helicopter shut it down, came and stood beside the Countess, along with the other soldier whom the countess had brought. The Countess knew them both from previous missions, and knew they could be trusted. They stood in silence, waitng for the rebel, Jack Whitter, to appear.

OOC: Thanks

Sergeant Paul Soper sat on the side of the Vanguard tank as it grudgingly made its way towards New Market. His nostrils were filled with the smell of exhaust as he watched blankly out into the countryside.

Suddenly, the tank stopped, nearly knocking Paul off of the smooth metal.
-Ok Oreo Company, this is your captain, from what I see you are about one hundred meters from the city, so disembark from your tanks, you won’t be riding those for a while.-

They were behind a ridge, one just tall enough so that the MBTs would be hidden. A slight breeze brought air that was already filled with the smell of spent explosives and bullets across the company. They knew battle was close.

Paul sighed, now that they were their his battle rifle seemed to grow heavy in his hands, its forty caliber ammo on his belt nothing but lead weights. He hated this, not because he was afraid to die, he just could not stand to watch his squad, a bunch of just finished camp bright eye newbies, get broken by real battle in front of his eyes. Today innocents die, if not physically then mentally, as it always is. he thought somberly to himself.

Ordering his men to the ridge, they peered over. Outside the city there was only light forces, one tank and a few dozen infantry supporting it. –Ok men, I want Chip’s squad to paint the tank, and the rest of you wait for the first artillery strike to hit before moving out, the tanks will be only seconds behind you, so don’t stop cause they won’t.-

So they waited, second, minutes, hours, Paul couldn’t tell, just staring at the enemy time no longer seemed to matter, at least not until he heard the familiar scream of an antitank missile.

Come in from above, from on of the flying missile batteries, he watched as it flashed, firing a solid DU penetrater dead into the tank’s gun mount.

Goddamned Chip, why the hell couldn’t they have just hit where your supposed to, a solid one on the side armor, not the gun mount.

But it didn’t seem to matter, a brief second later a secondary explosion lit up the tank, as the penetrater detonated the round sitting inside the barrel, blowing the entire front of the turret off, sending shrapnel into the supporting infantry.

“Wait for it!” Paul called to his men as some had already begun to stand up on the ridge, “wait for th…” He was cut off, the first barrage of artillery hit, firing for effect the first attack was a line fired all at once, creating a massive long explosion of shrapnel and death along the enemy’s infantry and civilian buildings.
-Go Go GO!- the Captain shouted over the comm.


Paul surged forth, hearing the roar of the MBTs engine’s coming up right behind him he practically tumbled down the embankment, quickly scrambling to his feet desperately attempting to catch his squad and avoid the tanks. Guns were ablaze all down the infantry line in their mad dash to the relative safely of the buildings.

The few remaining enemy forces that survived the artillery fired feebly, but the mass of bullets from the onslaught quickly cut them down. With no more targets the guns of Mikosolf fell quite, save for the bursting of artillery within the city.

Suddenly, a ratta-tat sounded from between buildings and men on either side of Paul were knocked backwards off their feet.

“Machine guns get down!” Paul screamed as he hit the dirt himself. He strained his eye to see the muzzle flash from a shattered window not twenty meters from his position, which is quickly lit up as several 150mm rounds from the Vanguard tanks, impact upon the building, sending little bits of concrete and wood raining upon Paul’s back.

Standing up, he coughs from the dust and vapor now blowing past him, calling out, “Deadeye squad to me!” as he kept jogging towards the city amide the sounds of artillery and the roar of the Vanguard tanks.

Mikosolf Casualties:
Two “Vanguard” MBTs
Seven “Lightning” LBTs
Fifty-one Infantry: KIA
Sixty-eight Infantry: WIA
Two Infantry: MIA

Known Enemy Lossess:
Three MBTs
Seventy-four Infantry: Killed
Four Infantry: Captured

Estimated Enemy Losses:
~5 MBTs
~One hundred forty Infantry: Killed or Wounded

I think it's a daylight attack; That's what I recommended, at least, since we outnumber the enemy, night could work greatly to their advantage.

It's day.


OOC- Screw algeristan, they had a single post were they took klavajo.


As Willink troops continued further into the suburban area, several artillery guns were spotted on a baseball field, and they were pinning down Willink armor divisions. Since there were no sign of civilians nearby, an air strike was called in. 2 SU-24MK's took off and flew toward their target, firing air-to-ground rockets into the positions, killing a dozen enemy troops and destroying several big guns. The whole baseball field was on fire, and enemy troops ran around Screaming, on fire. Just then, across the street 5 T-64's and 8 T-55's came roaring down the street, their Machine guns roaring. One t-55 was hit by a eryx missile and crashed into another T-55, and their crew jumped out. Willink forces were bogged down now, taking heavy casualites, when devine intervention happened. 6 Willink T-94 tank opened fire on the enemy tanks, destroying all the near-obsolete T-64's and 2 T-55's. A Willink MI-28 blew up two other T-55's, and the other tanks crew abandond them and ran, only to be strafed by machine guns and the helicopter. An algeristan MI-24 flew toward to attack the Willink tanks, but was shot down by a portable SAM and exploded and crashed into a supermarket. Willink Challenger 2 tanks joined the T-94's now totaling 12 tanks, and continued down the street, killing multiple enemy troops with small arms. Kolgev forces planted C4 in the street, but it misfired, and sent a fireball shooting into the sky. Willink troops had the expressway in sight. they took up postions and several Frog-7 missile nearly hit the tanks, killing about 25 troops and destroying 2 Challenger 2's. Willink SS-21's retalied, and blew up an exit ramp, and 2 enemy Frog-7 mobile launches fell 30 feet into the ground. Willink troops began to fortify the end of the express way, when some 20 T-55's and T-72's came flying down the expressway only to get blow up by Willink tanks, Helicopters, and dozens of Eryx missiles.


Willink losses
186 dead
250 wonded
5 tanks destroyed

Estimated enemy losses
250-400 dead
600-1,000 wounded
20-40 tanks
1-5 helicopters
12 150mm guns

I concur.

Ground troops began securing the northern end of the expressway, as the tanks rumbled down the main streets. Shots flew from numerous windows, and several RPG's were fired. Progress was slow, as the infantry were forced to keep cover.

Because those appartment buildings most likely contained civilians, helicopter's were ordered in. They flew in low, and anywhere the enemy fire was comming from, they peppered with precion machine gun fire. Soon enemy troops were reconsidering firing at the troops.

Some infantry broke into the buildings from which the fire had been comming, to deal with any remaining enemies and civilian causilties. The rest continued to march towards the centre behind the tanks along the main roads.

The Urban Infantry Unit, however, moved quickly down the side streets, removing any enemies they came across. In close urban fighting, none were better.

Several AA guns and artillery were destroyed by the advancing troops. Several groups of troops and tanks counter-attacked, but were quickly destroyed or set retreating, although they caused some damage first. A rocket fired from a mobile launcher killed a group of infantry; several tank rounds cut into the launcher, ending that threat.

The main front on the expressway were almost to Kolgev's command centre.

Casualties:
Lishtan:
7 MBT
5 RBT
135 killed
243 wounded
1 Helcopter

Estimated enemy forces:
400-500 dead
1300-2000 wounded
15-20 tanks destroyed
multiple AA and artillery emplacements.

Corporal Gregorovich was standing on a pile of rubble on the outskirts. In the distance, that scattered fire from machine guns reminded them all that this was a warzone.

"When are we going to move, sir?" asked a private.

"When they tell us," Gregorovich responded.

"Turn on the radio, sir," the medic commanded.

"It'll waste the batteries. I have to keep the radio on only at certain hours."

"Just do it," he insisted.

Gregorovich hesistated but went to turn on the radio. Something told him that he should do it.

"Corporal Gregorovich," a strange voice said over the radio. "I've heard a lot about you. Your reputation is worthy and honorable."

"Why thank you- erm-- who is this?"

"This is Lieutenant Psykov of Headquarters. Your men have told me a lot about you. As well as the numerous tank crews and squads that so your heroic actions yesterday."

"Well they won't be using the radio again any time soon. I assure you."

"That's okay Sergeant, we need heroes like you."

"Not to correct you sir, but I am a Corporal, not a Sergeant."

"Correction. You have been field promoted to a sergeant position. First Sergeant to be exact, for you heroism. Now your mission for today is to connect with a platoon that had ventured foward as a part of an advance thrust. The Algeristani troops have pushed back the rest of the advance, and now I am afraid they have been surrounded and that we have lost them. Recover any troops, if you can, and return to the front lines. They are at coordinates Foxtrot Alpha Six-Zero; I say again Foxtrot Alpha Six-Zero."

"An industrial complex."

"Yes. They may have hunkered down and lost radio contact. There are reports of gunfire in the area, so they may be alive. A T-80 squad is ready to assist, but call them only in times of need. In these streets an RPG can pop out anywhere and I don't want the tanks knocked out for no reason."

"Okay Headquarters, on my way. Out."

Now First Sergeant Gregorovich was standing on a pile of rubble on the outskirts. In the distance, that scattered fire from machine guns reminded he that this was a warzone. He shut off the radio and got his squad together.

Enemy fire continued to pepper the expressway, and by now it wias almost completly unavigatable, full of mines, barbed wire, and those concrete things that stop tanks. A few troops began to make there way across it, and met lots of machine gun fire and fell back. 2 Willink Hind helicopters flew lenghtwise down the expressway firing on enemy forces with machine guns, and one was shot down by and RPG. Out side the city, Lavi fighters had shot down several Algeristani F-18's and 2 F-22's when a massive air battle started. Willink had 9 lavi fighters, 5 JC-10 fighters and 6 MiG-35/37 fighters vs 4 F-22's, 6 F/A-18's and 10 SU-30k's. Missiles flew everywere, and many pilots died, Willink pilots fled, but not beforce shooting down several Algeristani planes. This proved a testing point for Willinks new Space weapon, The TAAL laser, which uses chemical energy to destroy solid objects. At a small forward camp off the kolgev side of the intersection were several MI-24's refuling, 4 MiG-21 2001 fighters on a long strech of road, tents, a small barracks and command tents, tanks and artillery. this appeared to be the base of enemies attack the expressway. The laser began to heat up and prepare to fire, and a side-affect was EMP. Back at command in Willink, they prepared to fire the laser. Countdown 5 minutes.......................Laser ready, test cannon efficiency........good, ok aim laser.............ok target fixeaded. fire in 5.......4........3..........2........1..... FIRE ! The Blue beam blasted out of the Satillite, at miles per half second, and impacted on the target, shooting blast of blue plasma like-material into a gigantic fireball. Several vehicle were disinigrated, and all that was left was a single tent. One MiG-21 2001 was thrown almost half a mile, and landed a Challenger 2, killing the crew instantly. One soldier began talking. "Holy fuck, what the hell was that...."
"Soldier, Stop talking, man your position" Just as the sun was setting, the lights flickered off all over the city for about a minute, then returened. The fight was not over yet, and would continue into the night.......


Willink losses-
114 dead
290 wounded
2 helicopters
4 MBT
2 MT
4 other vehicles
2 JC-10 fighters
2 Lavi fighters


Estimated enemy losses
400-600 dead
1200-1500 wounded
5 helicopters
8-12 tanks
25-50 other vehicles


Enemy air losses
1 F-22
4 F/A-18
3 SU-30K

First Sergeant Gregorovich and his men carefully paced through rubble. Soon they decided to go through bombed out buildings instead of marching in the open, which was a wise decision. At one point they snuck past a resting T-80, and passed across two barricades erected by Algeristani troops to stop advances. Their luck ran out however at a third barricade, where three Algeristani troops were guarding a small barricade blocking a small street.

The guards opened fire on Gregorovich, who was crawling across the ground, narrowly missing him. He quickly returned fire and nailed one in the forehead and then right after killed a another with a burst to the chest. Th eother troops were more careful and fired from behind the cars. It delayed them somewhat, and made them vulnerable, as they were behind enemy lines. Finally a private made it close enough to throw a grenade and blew up two soldiers behind it.

The squad now under fire from troops in the apartment building behind the barricade, quickly bolted to the other side of the road and kicked in a front door to an apartment. Inside they encountered many homeless citizens that were sitting in the grungy hallway since their own buildings were destroyed. they ran passed these citizens too, as the longer they were there the more dangerous they were to the citizens. However they kept a careful lookout for spies or pro-rebels.

Gregorovich personally burst out the back door of the apartment that led to an alley and his men followed close behind. They ran down the alleyway that opened into a large street. Directly down the street was the industrial complex and Gregorovich could see the complex. However, he counted at least twenty of Kolgev's men, an Algeristani T-72, and at least ten Algeristani troops.

"Alright. Call in the T-80s. Tell them the locations of the barricades, hostile buildings, and tank positions we've seen. Tell the T-80s to wait five minutes before executing this order because I wanna clear as many enemy troops as possible, okay?"

The radioman did as he was told.

"Alright the rest of you. We've done well and now we need to do our best. This is the hairest situation yet, and I still can't see how the hell they expect us to pull this off. We're outnumbered by 30 and a tank to nine. Me and two others will advance down the road on the left, the other six on the right, where there is more cover. I'll take our .radioman and our RPG, and the other group, led by our medic, will take the radio and the rest of you. Remember: whoever makes it to the complex wins. It's either victory or death. If you lose, there's always a spot on the ground with your name on it."

The men formed into groups. Gregorovich, the radioman, and the RPG soldier were one group, while the medic, a PKM soldier, a grenadier, and three soldiers made up the other. They ran down down the street. Men fired from the buildings and from every single direction. Gregorovich and his men responded by firing back. Soldiers on the ground were killed pretty easily, but the men remaining in the buildings proved impossible to hit. Gregorovich and his men had killed about seven or eight men but their advance was stopped stone cold and were surrounded on all sides.

"T-72 one o'clock!" Gregorovich yelled to the RPG soldier. He readied the launcher and fired. The round hit the front of the T-72 and a loud explosion followed. However, when the smoke cleared, except for a small fire and a dent, the T-72 was unharmed.

"Damn. We need to break out. Tell Papa Bear we're surrounded," Gregorovich yelled to the radio man, who accompanied Gregorovich.

"Papa, papa bear. This is squad Yellow 11. We are pinned down at coordinates at Foxtrot Alpha Six-Two. Request reinforcements, over."

"Negative Yellow 11, we cannot risk losing men for this operation. You are on your own, over."

"It's useless! Request denied, sir!" the radioman yelled.

"Send out a distress call, all channels. The enemy know we are here so it shouldn't be that much of a give away to them. But hopefully we might be able to contact help."

"This is Monitgnac squad Yellow 11, I say again Yellow 11, to all allies. Need assistence immediately. We are surrounded and need AT and AP assistance. I say again, we are surrounded and need AT and AP assistance immediately. We are at coordinates Foxtrot Alpha Six-Two, over."

OOC: Obviously it couldn't be a whole relief army since forces are needed elsewhere, but if anyone could spare some aircraft or troops to save Gregorovich, it would be much appreciated.

OOC: Willink, maybe we should wait until [NS]Algeristan responds before continuing the attack. If all his forces are destroyed, he may not respond at all, and I'd rather see him try desprately to defend himself, and fail miserably. So much more satisfying, you understand.

Nice laser weapon, but perhaps slightly future tech for this particular combat. If I read the intro correctly, it actually puts in the 80's or early 90's, even though we have been assuming modern tech. But I won't stop you, so go ahead, laser away.

OOC: Montignac,is there a reason for the premier not responding to Arctep?

"Yellow 12, this is the RFN Invictus Air Operations. A squadron of Pegasus Fighters and a squadron of Python F/A aircraft have been diverted to your location. Hold on, they'll be there shortly."

(OOC: Where are you?)

"Yellow 12, this is the RFN Invictus Air Operations. A squadron of Pegasus Fighters and a squadron of Python F/A aircraft have been diverted to your location. Hold on, they'll be there shortly."

(OOC: Where are you?)

OOC: I'm retaking Kraljevo from Algeristan. I thought it'd start there then join up with you all by New Market. Since the bulk (i think he put it at about 50,000) of his troops are Kraljevo and the fact that he RPed destroying the bridges across the river (which sucks for him because he can't escape across the river), I thought I'd start by first retaking Kraljevo, hence why I'm RPing Gregorovich (well that and he's going to play a major role later on). The [fake] coordinates are Foxtrot Alpha Six-Two, for the Rp's sake, but on the map Kraljevo Novgova provided on the first page, kraljevo is in between Port Neugeax and Monitgnac.

OOC: Montignac,is there a reason for the premier not responding to Arctep?

OOC: Yes, but I didn't get to RP it yet.

"This is Monitgnac squad Yellow 11, I say again Yellow 11, to all allies. Need assistence immediately. We are surrounded and need AT and AP assistance. I say again, we are surrounded and need AT and AP assistance immediately. We are at coordinates Foxtrot Alpha Six-Two, over."

OOC: Obviously it couldn't be a whole relief army since forces are needed elsewhere, but if anyone could spare some aircraft or troops to save Gregorovich, it would be much appreciated.

A Bellanian Striker squad heard the call. "Colonel, I'm picking up a distress call from Monitgnac forces on the radio."

"Where's it coming from? Kraljevo?"

"Yessir, it sounds like they have a squad in some deep shit."

"Hmmm, are they under attack from tanks?"

"I believe so, sir."

"Alright, boys, command wanted us to combat test the new ATW-1, and this seems like a damn good chance. Call up squad 4 and squad 2. I know they're in this area too. I figure that'll do nicely. Tell that Montignac squad we'll hopefully be there within an hour, depending on traffic."

Five miles southeast from the city, 10 Algeristani soldiers guarded a checkpoint on the highway. Why they were guarding a point on the opposite side from the Loyalist forces, they weren't sure. But their training was excellent, and they did their jobs well. However, the monotony of sitting at a wooden barricade while your comrades did battle wore on their nerves. Thankfully for the Bellania forces hidden in the three slightly used Algeristani cargo trucks, it also meant they were distracted. When the trucks pulled up, they hardly glanced at their falsified papers before waving the three trucks through.

In the front of the lead vehicle, the Colonel proclaimed with a sigh, "Dammit, I went through all that trouble to make those papers up, and they barely glanced at them."

"Sir, you're probably lucky they didn't. You spelled 'Algeristan' with a 'z' "

"Shut up and drive the truck."

Three miles later, they abandoned the trucks. The road was so damaged, the heavy trucks were having difficulty making headway. Fearful of mines, they flanked the road, disguised in their Algeristani uniforms, also slightly used. Had they come upon any interested enemy soldiers, they would not have passed close inspection. But what kind of idiot would try to move a force from the south? Every soldier knew that was Kolgev territory. As a consequence, they were just another column of soldiers moving towards the front. They moved a full mile and a half in this manner, deep into the city.

All went well until they turned a corner, and ran into the rear of a checkpoint. The Algeristani officer turned at the sound, and saw soldiers in uniforms with bullet holes and no wounds. By the time it dawned on him, a three round burst caught him in a text-book manner: one in the gut, one in the chest, and one in the throat. Immediately, the rest of the Striker contingent opened up, and the Algeristanis dove for cover. Most had been too slow to react and were gunned down. The remainder were easily eliminated, with one man keeping the enemy pinned down while others moved around to finish. However, they missed the radioman on the first salvo. He dove for the radio, and got out exactly five words before seven guns unloaded on both him and his hardware: "Checkpoint seven under attack from..."

Realizing that soon every Algeristani in the area would come down on them, the Strikers split into their three original squads. Thirty men were too many for close quarters urban fighting. One squad split into two fire-teams and took up ambush positions in nearby buildings. The other two squads moved towards the original objective, knowing it was going to get hairy real fast.

OOC: Sorry, forgot to mention it when I posted yesterday, but I'm actually on vacation, and Internet access is slow and spotty at best. Therefore, I'm unable to really make any significant contributions to the RP until I get home, which ought to be sometime tomorrow early afternoon (PST). Lishtan, I saw your post, and Whittier's coming to meet with the Countess. As for the battle at Kraljevo, I'll probably RP some rebel forces coming in and assisting the loyalist forces, and maybe even helping out Gregorovich and his men if he still needs it.

Communication to Colonel Harris (Strike Force Mike) from General Weber (Army Special Forces Group):

Gather the 1st and 2nd Rebel Companies, along with Bear Company of Tiny Prussian Special Forces, and elements of the 3rd Ranger Battalion. The number of men should total around 375-400 men. Call sign for the new unit will be Task Force Echo. The Objective of the temporary task force will be to capture Kolgev’s largest permanent firebase beneath the southern portion of the island’s main lake. Firebase call sign is Firebase Whiskey. Your offensive will be supported by the 3rd bomber squadron, 1st fighter squadron, 1st escort squadron, and 1st Air Cavalry. With the combined aerial forces and ground forces taking the firebase should be little trouble. Call sign for the attack will be Operation: Tomahawk. Undertake the operation immediately upon receiving this message.

Also a vote is currently running through the National Congress on whether or not to officially commit troops to the conflict. Right now the leading vote is in favor of involvement. A regular Army strike force is currently standing by for the order.

Also the Air Force is commiting the following units to any further operations in Monitgnac:

2nd Fighter Squadron
3rd Fighter Squadron
1st Bomber Suuadron
2nd Bomber Squadron
1st Transport squadron
2nd Recon Squadron

OOC: Well, thanks to the idiots at our ISP, my Internet at home is down, and they apparently won't be able to bring it back up until sometime tomorrow. I'm actually posting this message from an Apple Store, on a real nice Mac...anyways, I'm getting my wisdom teeth pulled tomorrow, so I might be a bit delirious from the anaesthetics and such for a while. We'll see how I am tomorrow, and whether or not I'll be back here.

OOC: Well, thanks to the idiots at our ISP, my Internet at home is down, and they apparently won't be able to bring it back up until sometime tomorrow. I'm actually posting this message from an Apple Store, on a real nice Mac...anyways, I'm getting my wisdom teeth pulled tomorrow, so I might be a bit delirious from the anaesthetics and such for a while. We'll see how I am tomorrow, and whether or not I'll be back here.

OOC: I didn't get a wisdom tooth pulled out but I did get a molar pulled out a year ago beacause it was growing horizontally (under the gums) instead of upward. The anaesthetics didn't really last long (at least not for me) and you should be alright, but it was really annoying having the molar taken out.

OOC: My computer is still down, still working on Relic, which after a few tweaks is working not too bad. Well that is all relative, a CD drive refuses to work and the floppy drive is absolutely f'ed up. But I can intarweb with it! Though poorly, expect little from me except naval bombardments.

IC: Encrypted Response

Office of Naval Intelligence

Any allied nation needing a naval bombardment, we have significant resources for it. Our agency has enough autonomy granted to us by High Father to do this.

2 Homeland-class battleships with 9 16" guns, and an array of cruise missiles
And more 175mm guns than you can shake a stick at on concealed freighters.
Destroyers with cruise missiles
450 mm strategic missiles on concealed frieghters.

[END]

Col. Bradley watched as hundreds of rail Tanks moved acroos the plain. He jumped is his own. He called to to his gunner " Put in the tracking explosive rounds!" He heard a " YES, SIR!" from the other end of the vehicle ( it was approx. 40 ft. long.). He charged into the urban sector. Around a barral were a few civilians and wounded Monitqnac soldiers. He jumped out. "ALL RIGHT! You, civilian, take this pistol. Make sure the soldiers don't move until a medic arrives.". The civilian nodded and took the pistol. Bradley climbed back into his Tank. As the moved along they spotted a force of Kolgev soldiers. Before he could yell the order to fire, he heard the cannon's BOOM! He looked out a veiw port. The round went through three soldiers. It landed on the ground by a soldier with a rocket launcher. It exploded and rocket launcher flew in the air and fired. It hit a plane that had come to airbomb the tanks in Bradley's division. It nose-bombed into a building, throwing out some more of the same unit has the soldiers on the street. Bradley remembered them and looked through the veiw port. He had seen ten soldiers and there were ten bodies on the ground. He jumped out. A rebel came out of a building the force looked like it was going to recon. He hauled a rocket launcher on his back. He looked past the Tank and spotted another building. He ran past the column and ran into the building. Bradley turned and jogged over to the bodies. He rolled over one soldier and spotted a insignia on his shoulder. It was a Kolgev special unit. He walked back to his tank. He climbed abourd and manned the gun. His Tank crawled around the area, taking out pockets of resistance. His column stopped at the rebels command post. He ordered his tanks around it. He took a motorcycle and sped down a highway and saw about a thousand troops coming up it. He sped back, even faster. He jumped in his tank. " SOMEONE CALL IN SOME F**KING HEAVY AIR SUPPORT BECAUSE THEY'RE COMING UP FAST!". A radio man called up Alpha Base. "Alert, Alpha priortity air target, comeing oup 2-3-6-7-5. Recommand Helix sweep. ". "Copy that. Sending air strike."
Bradley watched, moments later, the Helix's came in. Machine gun fire swept everywhere, he heard screams of pain and explosions. The Helixs came again and again until there were no more screams and more explosions. Helixs dropped down and started unloading troops and suplies. In one of the Helix's was sandbags and other defenses.

* * * * * * * * *

" Calling in air stirke on Monitqnac City. Payload of 30 carpet sweeps to be dropped prior to invasion"
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//Encrpytion end//

Col. Bradley watched as hundreds of rail Tanks moved acroos the plain. He jumped is his own. He called to to his gunner " Put in the tracking explosive rounds!" He heard a " YES, SIR!" from the other end of the vehicle ( it was approx. 40 ft. long.). He charged into the urban sector. Around a barral were a few civilians and wounded Monitqnac soldiers. He jumped out. "ALL RIGHT! You, civilian, take this pistol. Make sure the soldiers don't move until a medic arrives.". The civilian nodded and took the pistol. Bradley climbed back into his Tank. As the moved along they spotted a force of Mikosoft soldiers. Before he could yell the order to fire, he heard the cannon's BOOM! He looked out a veiw port. The round went through three soldiers. It landed on the ground by a soldier with a rocket launcher. It exploded and rocket launcher flew in the air and fired. It hit a plane that had come to airbomb the tanks in Bradley's division. It nose-bombed into a building, throwing out some more of the same unit has the soldiers on the street. Bradley remembered them and looked through the veiw port. He had seen ten soldiers and there were ten bodies on the ground. He jumped out. A rebel came out of a building the force looked like it was going to recon. He hauled a rocket launcher on his back. He looked past the Tank and spotted another building. He ran past the column and ran into the building. Bradley turned and jogged over to the bodies. He rolled over one soldier and spotted a insignia on his shoulder. It was a Mikosoft Urban Fighting Unit. Bradley gasped. These fighters were supposed to be the best at urban combat. He smiled and thought to himself 'Guess they aren't, are they?'. He walked back to his tank. Hclimbed abourd and manned the gun. His Tank crwled around the area, taking out pockets of resistance. His column stopped at Kolgev's command post. He ordered his tanks around it. He took a motorcycle and sped down a highway and saw about a thousand troops coming up it. He sped back, even faster. He jumped in his tank. " SOMEONE CALL IN SOME F**KING HEAVY AIR SUPPORT BECAUSE THEY'RE COMING UP FAST!". A radio man called up Alpha Base. "Alert, Alpha priortity air target, comeing oup 2-3-6-7-5! Recommand calling in 1/9 megaton nuke! Send in wave of Helix's first.". "Copy that. Sending air strike."
Bradley watched, moments later, the Helix's came in. Machine gun fire swept everywhere, he heard screams of pain and explosions. Then a jet came in, quiet, then a sonic boom followed. He could see the bomb drop. He saw it fall. It exploded. Followed, was the loudest thing Bradley ever heard i his life.He sped back. All there was was a giant crater. Bradley stumbled off his motorcycle and peered down in the hole. It was about 20 feet deep. Helixs dropped down on the other side and started unloading troops and suplies. In one of the Helix's was sandbags and other defenses.

* * * * * * * * *

" Calling in Nuclear air stirke on Monitqnac City. Payload of 30 1/9 nuclear bombs to be dropped prior to invasion"
//Encryptation//
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//Encrpytion end//

OOC: Not to be a nit picker but whose side are you on? You kill rebels, you kill Kolgev forces, and you kill Monitgnac forces. And it wouldn't be wise to attack other countries, since they are actually on your side and support the democratic rebels.

Also any nuke, no matter how large or small is never a good idea, especially aimed at a large population center. Not only does it sway the civilian opinion of the population you are trying to liberate, but it also will bring swift retaliation by the international community which will nuke you to shreds (I'm just warning you; it has happened to other nations).

To: Rebel Alliance
From: President Harsimran Mann
Subject: Fighting

We are very interested in the outcome of your nation. In hence forth we will support the rebels in democratic reforms. We are getting ready to send a taskforce to fight alongside the rebels and other countries on the rebellion side. Please contact us as soon as possible for your answer. Thank You.

Signed,
President Harsimran Mann

OOC: Not to be a nit picker but whose side are you on? You kill rebels, you kill Kolgev forces, and you kill Monitgnac forces. And it wouldn't be wise to attack other countries, since they are actually on your side and support the democratic rebels.

Also any nuke, no matter how large or small is never a good idea, especially aimed at a large population center. Not only does it sway the civilian opinion of the population you are trying to liberate, but it also will bring swift retaliation by the international community which will nuke you to shreds (I'm just warning you; it has happened to other nations).

I will answer the first question later.

As for the "Nuke", it's just a term. It has the explosive capability of a regular carpet bombing. It admits no radiation and very little shockwave.( Oh and besides, an actual 1/9 meageton nuke could barely wipe out a big plantation.) And the bombardment on Monitqnac's center, it's the same kind of "Nuke" I used in New Market. And to "Nuke" me would be entirely fictuous. You can't really nuke somebody to the extent I know. I have been playing about 1 week.

For the first question, I am a bit confused (Not abot the question. The sides). For example, Willink and Mikosoft seem like they are on Monitqnacs side. But you're impling that they are not on you're side. The actual first attack was a mistake. I accidentaly posted it when I was on Monitqnac's side. Now if somebody would give me a list of which nations are on wich sides, I would be grateful.

IC: I am opening up the borders to anyone and everyone. I am also sending peace keeping forces armed with non-lethel weapons There will be a Refugee zone outside New Market. If New Market is taken (I will only begin bombarding if New Market is not taken) I will withdraw my troops and use them as peace-keeping forces. I will give weapon schematics to everyone for Helix's and M233 Rail Tanks. Good Night.

As for the "Nuke", it's just a term. It has the explosive capability of a regular carpet bombing. It admits no radiation and very little shockwave.( Oh and besides, an actual 1/9 meageton nuke could barely wipe out a big plantation.) And the bombardment on Monitqnac's center, it's the same kind of "Nuke" I used in New Market. And to "Nuke" me would be entirely fictuous. You can't really nuke somebody to the extent I know. I have been playing about 1 week.

For the first question, I am a bit confused (Not abot the question. The sides). For example, Willink and Mikosoft seem like they are on Monitqnacs side. But you're impling that they are not on you're side. The actual first attack was a mistake. I accidentaly posted it when I was on Monitqnac's side. Now if somebody would give me a list of which nations are on wich sides, I would be grateful.


OOC: You've been playing for a week, and have something called a "Nuke"? I'd say godmodding, but Monitgnac seems to not care all that much. It sounds to me what you're dropping is really a glorified daisy cutter. Why not call it such? It's more plausible given your youthful nation, and carries little of the negative connotations that follow the dropping of a "Nuke", even if it is 1/9 megaton.

Halberdgardia, Leafanistan, McKagan, Willink, Raptorain, Tiny Prussia, Space Union and I are on the Rebel's side for sure, and I think Lishtan is as well. Algeristan is fighting with Kolgev, and Mikosolf is fighting with the Loyalists. However, there is currently a (silent?) ceasefire between the Rebels and Loyalists, and both sides are focusing on wiping the floor with Algeristan and Kolgev troops in country. Also, there is a buttload of ships sitting around and launching planes, but there hasn't been much in the way of naval battling. This may be due to a lack of desire by all sides to escalate, a lack of naval RP skill, or just pure laziness. Hope that helps.

there hasn't been much in the way of naval battling. This may be due to a lack of desire by all sides to escalate, a lack of naval RP skill, or just pure laziness. Hope that helps.

OOC: Well my commanders and First Sergeant tell me that basically if there is a modern day sea battle, it is a lose-lose situation. Being that a ship isn't very hard to miss on open ocean, it is not that very hard to hit a ship. Like they said, it can't hide behind a tree, or dig into trenches like ground forces can, and it doesn't have the agility nor open space to dodge missiles that a fighter could dodge.

Even the U.S. Navy doesn't waste that much on armor. Look at the USS Cole. Granted, it didn't sink but a huge chunk of it was blown out because of a shitty motorboat loaded poorly with explosives. That's because the general naval doctorine is that armor just slows a ship down, and doesn't really help that much in the end anyway. Remember, all it takes is one missile to sink a brand new ship. Look at the Falkland Island conflict. What a mess.

Instead, the doctorine insists that naval ships should concentrate on having a better range than the enemy. Because if you can hit the enemy first, than you have less of a chance of being blown out of the water. And that's the best insurance to have.

I'm just paraphrasing what they said and adding in a bit of my own two cents. So if there is a hole in anything I just said, it's probably my fault and not theirs. I trust my commanders (well they're actually Lieutenant Commanders) because one served as a chief engineer until he retired recently, another served in the Pearl Harbor naval base and probably has some ship knowledge, and another served as a supply officer on aircraft and later military bases in Japan.

Therefore, i don't partake or try to get involved in naval battles because someone will always godmod or create impossibly unrealistic or fantastic naval battles when in reality they would've been floating in a life raft in RL. Especially with these "Super-Uber-Mega-Ultra-Destructo Dreadnaughts" that everyone builds because in my mind, they are completely and totally ridiculous. Even battleships (and I know some of you are currently using them) are fairly impractical. No RL navy uses them in active service anymore for very good reasons, but I know everyone likes a battleship and at least they are realistic, so I don't mind as much when i see them.

(Now that i've pissed off half of NS, I will crawl into a corner, and die.)

How much fighting is going on? This way I can tell how many troops to send and how big of a naval and air complement to send. Thanks.

OOC: You've been playing for a week, and have something called a "Nuke"? I'd say godmodding, but Monitgnac seems to not care all that much. It sounds to me what you're dropping is really a glorified daisy cutter. Why not call it such? It's more plausible given your youthful nation, and carries little of the negative connotations that follow the dropping of a "Nuke", even if it is 1/9 megaton.

Halberdgardia, Leafanistan, McKagan, Willink, Raptorain, Tiny Prussia, Space Union and I are on the Rebel's side for sure, and I think Lishtan is as well. Algeristan is fighting with Kolgev, and Mikosolf is fighting with the Loyalists. However, there is currently a (silent?) ceasefire between the Rebels and Loyalists, and both sides are focusing on wiping the floor with Algeristan and Kolgev troops in country. Also, there is a buttload of ships sitting around and launching planes, but there hasn't been much in the way of naval battling. This may be due to a lack of desire by all sides to escalate, a lack of naval RP skill, or just pure laziness. Hope that helps.

1. I can't have a high powered carpet bomb? Besides, you start out with 6 million people, so what's to say you can't have Tech like that? And it takes a 30-megaton nuke to take out a city, so a 1/9 might (and I stress the word might) take out a city block. Would you rather I use conventional carpet bombing, leaving victems with no legs, or shrapnel all in their body(And can we get off the subject? It was a carpet bomb and I'll cange it.)?

2. Thanks for the list. I coudln't read all the posts, because I would be off for day's at a time. So it looked like it was Willink, Lishtan ,Mikosoft, and the Loyolists were going to attack the Rebel and kolgev held New Market. Thank you. I will delete or edit wrong posts. Please correct in anything. (And don't look up 1/9 megaton nukes cuase they aren't real.) I will have to do that tomarrow. And one more thing. Are the Rebels and Kolgev fighting?

How much fighting is going on? This way I can tell how many troops to send and how big of a naval and air complement to send. Thanks.

Lot's of fighting. So much, listing it would be confusing, but I'll try.

1. Loyalist forces are regaining Kraljevo from Algeristan/Kolgev forces.

2. Fighting around New Market by Allied/Rebel forces continues against Kolgev/Algeristani troops

3. There's an unannounced ceasefire between Loyalist forces and rebels and an unannounced alliance against kolgev and Algeristan. Thus,

4. there is a ceasefire in the major rebel area, around Foret Sombre between the Loyalist and rebel forces.

thus most fighting is happening by New Market.

Expect already to be 40,000 to 50,000 troop troops per side per "front".

To help the rebels we will be sending over our 1st Army. It will assist in destroying all opposition. That will be 500,000 personal being sent over along with much armor and artillary. I'll also sending my 1st Carrier Group. Tell me where to land Space Union troops, thank you.

I will send over all availible police and military forces, not dedicated else where.

Also, I am with rebels. Does that make me against Loyalists?

Some sort outthe fighting and the sides. Effectively.

OOC: Ya'll got enough troops for supporting forces agaisnt a nations sovereignty here yet? Somewhat over a million infantry men alone, here I was hoping for smaller more realistic numbers :headbang: . I hope your economies really enjoy a full mobilization for a nation that you don't really have any investments in, wheres the popular opinion, wheres the antiwar rallies, or are your people just that stupid and/or apathetic?

I know I'm here to support you Monitgnac but realistically the gains I could make your you (baring turning you into an economic colony) will not outweight a full scale war involving several million men. The logistical cost alone would take decades to pay off. So um... "Buy Mikosolf products, they'll make you fly."

Sigh... /war-rant. :rolleyes: (+1 was all this post accomplised save venting at dogpiles in general)

Captain Thornton entered Colonel Harris's office caked in dirt and sweat.

"Whats the report from Firebase Whiskey Captain?" asked harris.

"Sir we've taken the firebase."

"Very Good Captain."

"But we grossly underestimated the number of men it would take to capture the firebase."

"Elaborate Damn it!"

"Well sir turned out they had more anti air capabilites then we expected so we lost a few birds in the initial bombardment. Also the garrison was larger than we expected. The ground assault was a stalemate for awhile. The Rebels and our guys coldn't budge 'em."

"So what ended up happening?" asked the Colonel.

"Air Cav managed to blast an LZ open inside the firebase and we landed the Rangers. But it was still hot the whole time and cavlary lost alot of birds trying to put guys down."

"What were our casualties?"

"It was a pretty bloody mess sir. There were close to 100 guys killed outright and about another 200 sustained minor injuries. Luckily the rebel companies took the brunt of the fighting and they sustained most all of the casualties."

"Well at least the firebase is ours," said Harris. "Ive got news coming back from congress."

"Yes sir?"

"Right now the votes just finishing up and it looks damn sure that our invlolvement will be official. In the meantime the 2nd Ranger Battalion, 1st Tank Battalion, and Wolf Company of the ASFG are being shipped over here to substitue losses from the recent assault and to increase the number of rebels we can train and the number of operations we can run. Go get cleaned up. Y'all did good today."

"Thank you very much sir."

I will send over all availible police and military forces, not dedicated else where.

Also, I am with rebels. Does that make me against Loyalists?

Some sort outthe fighting and the sides. Effectively.

OOC: Eventually yes, once Kolgev is dead or defeated, and Algeristani and Kolgev forces are gone, then the only two factions left on the block are the rebels (ie everyone) and the Loyalist forces (Milkosolf and I). Everyone's trying to resolve it peacefully, since the premier isn't necessarily a bad person, and the fact that 2/3, the majority of the population, are either neutral or pro-Mikhailovich, and thus would not take very kindly to someone bombing the hell out of them. Especially since by doing so, you are only going against the democratic principles; the majority of the population do not want democracy, or a complete democracy since it would be too sudden of a change between a Communist government and a Democratic government. And economic conditions have improved since the start of the conflict due in large part to factories and the extra people they have to hire to pump out the military equipment for the army.

OOC: Back again, but my mouth hurts like a bitch and won't stop bleeding profusely, so I've got gauze stuck in it at all times. What's the current situation look like in terms of fighting, and is there still a chance for me to RP some more rebels to come into Kraljevo, or should I wait for something else?

IC:

Monitgnac Forest, DPFM Territory, West Monitgnac, 1500 Zulu

Colonel Jack Whittier entered the small forest clearing he'd designated as the rendezvous point for Countess Sarah Kimberly, the enigmatic Lishtanian official who'd contacted him, his two Special Forces bodyguards flanking him, armed with AK-47s and P90 pistols. He checked his watch, saw that it was 1500, and settled in for a wait.

OOC: Back again, but my mouth hurts like a bitch and won't stop bleeding profusely, so I've got gauze stuck in it at all times. What's the current situation look like in terms of fighting, and is there still a chance for me to RP some more rebels to come into Kraljevo, or should I wait for something else?

OOC: i don't remember the pain but I do remember the extremely annoying bleeding very very well that just never seemed to stop.

OOC: And yes there is still time to Rp rebels coming into Kraljevo.

IC: It was fifteen minutes since Gregorovich and his men were surrounded and his troops were almost out of ammo. Fortunately none of them were hit, but unfortunately the enemy didn't seem to be too affected either. And now they were bombarding his position with mortars and grenades.

He had to get out of their and fast. He took out his CZ75 and kicked in the door to the left of him. His group went through the door while the other group went through an opposite door. They were out of the open and could then start clearing the buildings from where the enemy troops were firing from. The fighting was fierce. Gregorovich didn't know how the other group was doing, but it was really hairy where he was. A soldier with an AKS-74u had almost killed him, if it wasn't for a well placed bullet from the RPG soldier's AKM. They had cleared all the troops of the building, a small three-story apartment building and rammed the butts of their assault rifles into the white plaster walls connecting the apartment to another. They managed to make a small hole to crawl through, and commenced clearing out that apartment.

To get to the other apartment they found a ladder to bridge the alley that separated the two aprtments. After setting the ladder between two open windows, they crawled across, one by one, to the next apartment. The apartment was fortunately unoccupied but it was only a temporary relief. they were only half of the way, the other group of six men were unaccounted for, and a T-72 and at least 10-15 men guarded the intersecting road separating the industrial complex and the street they were on. It was too risky to call in the T-80s yet, since RPGs swarmed everywhere. They needed help more than ever.

It was fifteen minutes since Gregorovich and his men were surrounded and his troops were almost out of ammo. Fortunately none of them were hit, but unfortunately the enemy didn't seem to be too affected either. And now they were bombarding his position with mortars and grenades.

He had to get out of their and fast. He took out his CZ75 and kicked in the door to the left of him. His group went through the door while the other group went through an opposite door. They were out of the open and could then start clearing the buildings from where the enemy troops were firing from. The fighting was fierce. Gregorovich didn't know how the other group was doing, but it was really hairy where he was. A soldier with an AKS-74u had almost killed him, if it wasn't for a well placed bullet from the RPG soldier's AKM. They had cleared all the troops of the building, a small three-story apartment building and rammed the butts of their assault rifles into the white plaster walls connecting the apartment to another. They managed to make a small hole to crawl through, and commenced clearing out that apartment.

To get to the other apartment they found a ladder to bridge the alley that separated the two aprtments. After setting the ladder between two open windows, they crawled across, one by one, to the next apartment. The apartment was fortunately unoccupied but it was only a temporary relief. they were only half of the way, the other group of six men were unaccounted for, and a T-72 and at least 10-15 men guarded the intersecting road separating the industrial complex and the street they were on. It was too risky to call in the T-80s yet, since RPGs swarmed everywhere. They needed help more than ever.

Kraljevo Outskirts, Loyalist-Held Territory, Monitgnac, 1855 Zulu

The thirty-strong squad of rebels, along with five Halberdgardian Special Forces personnel in rebel garb, cautiously entered the outskirts of a devastated Kraljevo. Armed with AK-47s, P90s, and a variety of grenades, and with some men carrying heavier weapons like RPGs, RPKs, and ATW-1 anti-tank weapons, they were quite well-prepared for a variety of situations. The group was led by a Halberdgardian Special Forces man by the name of Captain Cunningston. He held up his hand to signal a stop, hearing something. There were the noises of sporadic gunfire and explosions, likely from RPGs, in the distance. Cunningston waved his men forward, and they set off deeper into the city at a quick clip.

It was at this point that one of Cunningston's radiomen picked up a signal.

"Sir!" the man said in a loud whisper. "I've got something!"

Cunningston signaled for his men to take cover in nearby ruins, and he followed the radioman to the position where he was under cover.

"Bringing it up now, Captain."

The radio crackled to life. A static-filled signal, punctuated with bursts of loud gunfire in the background, came through the speakers.

"This is Monitgnac squad Yellow 11, I say again Yellow 11, to all allies. Need assistence immediately. We are surrounded and need AT and AP assistance. I say again, we are surrounded and need AT and AP assistance immediately. We are at coordinates Foxtrot Alpha Six-Two, over."

Cunningston needed no time to think.

"We're moving out!" he announced to his troops. He turned back to the radioman. "Can you hail them?"

The radioman manipulated the controls for a few seconds, then nodded and handed the transmitter to the captain.

"Monitgnac squad Yellow 11, this is Captain Cunningston of the DPFM, how do you read? We have approximately 35 men en route to your position to help break you out. Any intel on the enemy forces would be much appreciated. Over."

"I'm getting something, sir," the radioman told Gregorovich.

"Monitgnac squad Yel- *static* -ptain Cu- *static* -ston of the DPFM, how do you read? We hav- *static* 35 men en rou- *static* position to help break- *static* -tel on the enemy forc- *static* be much appreciated. "Ov- *static*

"What are they saying, Corporal?"

"I can't get a good signal, sir. I think the building's interfering. These radios aren't that good."

"Juice it up. Maybe that'll help. The batteries are probably running pretty low. Start cranking."
The radioman started cranking the manual power lever. Gregorovich took the radio. "I don't even know if these men are friendly. The DPFM? It could be trap, you know? What are their intentions? Just a week ago, we were fighting each other."

Gregorovich took the radio and talked into it.

"DPFM force, this is Yellow 11. Foreign forces at approximately 20-30 strong and 1 tank and increasing. Along 4th Avenue are approximately 10, including the tank, and possibly has even more troops. Expect fire from all directions including aprtments. Hope you can hear us, over."

Originally Posted by Monitgnac
"DPFM force, this is Yellow 11. Foreign forces at approximately 20-30 strong and 1 tank and increasing. Along 4th Avenue are approximately 10, including the tank, and possibly has even more troops. Expect fire from all directions including aprtments. Hope you can hear us, over."

"Yellow 11, this is Blue squad of the 1st Bellanian SpecOps Division. We decided to take a walk, and are nearly to your position. However, be advised your troop assessment may have been slightly low. We're getting reports that there's a much larger force of Kolgev's troops headed this way. Plans are in the works to slow them down, but that won't last forever. A more exact location would be helpful."

"DPFM force, we believe we can get to the Monitgnac forces and secure them, at least for the time being. However, we don't have a safe exit route. Would be much abliged if you could provide assistence."

Red squad had been charged with ambushing the reinforcements sent to the eliminated checkpoint. Colonel Garret cracked a smile as he heard the phrase "slightly low" over the radio. "I always liked Blue's radioman. He's got a real penchant for understatement." At that moment, the first of three T-72s rolled around the corner, flanked by at least a full platoon. Garret was slightly worried about the building they had taken cover in. It had taken several artillery hits and had the unnerving tendency to sway in the wind. However, it was the only building in the immediate vicinity that had working staircase to the third floor. His other fire team across the street had had to improvise a ladder to get into their current position.

"Red-7, you ready yet?"

"Almost sir, but the original owner's going to be pissed."

"He'll get over it. You've got 30 seconds. Be ready to go on my command."

"Will do."

"Red-5, do you have a shot on the second tank?"

"Negative, but I will when the first reaches target."

"Excellent."

Completely oblivious to the special forces waiting in the wings, the infantry and armor continued to roll cautiously forward. The first tank drew even with the two buildings housing the Strikers, and began to pass.

"Now, Red-7."

The remote detonator was pressed, and a loud "WHUMP" came from the damaged building just to the right of the lead tank. A well-place C4 charge blew the front foundation to bits, and the devastated building groaned under the strain. After what seemed to be forever, it lurched drunkenly into the street, landing on the turret and front portion of the front tank.

"Light 'em up."

Red-5, disdaining the advanced sights on his ATW-1, much preferred to use the old iron sights at this close range. Remembering his training that the side armor of tanks is MUCH thinner than the front or top, he took careful aim, and fired. The rocket ignited and streaked toward the T-72. It impacted just under the main turret, and punctured the armor before exploding. The force of the detonation caused a lucky secondary explosion of a round waiting to be loaded, and the turret was blown 20 feet into the air.

Red-2 was not as successful. Across the street from Red-5, he used the advanced sight. However, proving that newer is not always better, he nearly overshot the tank. The rocket just barely caught the rear corner. The strength of the AT weapon was such that it managed to overcome the miss, and punctured the gas tank. Burning fuel spread over the rear of the vehicle, and the driver bugged out. The gunner had different ideas.

"Oh shit. Boys, we have incoming! Get back!" An instant later, the wall exploded.

Algeristan is pulling out of Monitgnac.

There is no longer ANY algeristani involvment in this war!

"DPFM force, this is Yellow 11. Foreign forces at approximately 20-30 strong and 1 tank and increasing. Along 4th Avenue are approximately 10, including the tank, and possibly has even more troops. Expect fire from all directions including aprtments. Hope you can hear us, over."

"Good to hear from you, Yellow 11, we're reading you 5-5-5. We're en route to your position up 4th Avenue, we'll hit the bastards from behind. Just let your men know not to shoot at the guys in gray and forest camo with the AKs, eh? ETA to your position is approximately 2 or 3 minutes. We were hoping you could...persuade your buddies on 4th to pull back somewhat; driving the prey to the hunters, so to speak. We'll cut them off there. Over."

OOC: Algeristan, you might want to make a final tally of your losses in Monitgnac, just for statistics' sake. I believe there were a few counterattacks where you didn't confirm casualties.

Algeristan']Algeristan is pulling out of Monitgnac.

There is no longer ANY algeristani involvment in this war!

OOC: I feel sorry for us dogpiling u and all. and i guess your kind of overwhelmed being that the lost time u posted was 6 pages ago.

Due to other diplomatic obligations (OOC: and because the Majestic peace conference pretty much died), Halberdgardian Secretary of State Kenix Kil has transferred to the Yorktown-class aircraft carrier D.R.H. Stormhawk, which is withdrawing from the Monitgnac theater. However, the larger of the two Halberdgardian carriers in the theater, the Titan-class trimaran fleet carrier D.R.H. Majestic, will remain in the theater, and will continue to serve as Fleet Admiral Jack Forrester's flagship.

"Good to hear from you, Yellow 11, we're reading you 5-5-5. We're en route to your position up 4th Avenue, we'll hit the bastards from behind. Just let your men know not to shoot at the guys in gray and forest camo with the AKs, eh? ETA to your position is approximately 2 or 3 minutes. We were hoping you could...persuade your buddies on 4th to pull back somewhat; driving the prey to the hunters, so to speak. We'll cut them off there. Over."

Gregorovich looked around. "That's a negative. Unfortunately we are almost completely out of ammo and our second fire team of six men is cut off from us. For all we know, they are dead. We are completely out of steam. Besides, they're well entrenched behind rubble and don't want to move. If you can manage to knock out the RPG and AT soldiers, our T-80s can start coming through and drive them out. Over."

Montignac

It was partly sunny in the capital. It was late day, about 5:00, when Premier Mikhailovich appeared on all the channels in the country.

"Prowd citizens of Monitgnac," he began "Daughters and mothers, fathers and sons, Monitgnac shows itself to be a ray of sunlight in a world darkened by others. Our brave soldiers fight on and suffer terrible casualties to bring us freedom from foreign oppression. And today it has paid off. Friends and countrymen, our country is free of the burden of the Algeristani menace! At 10:00 tomorrow morning, a general ceasefire between Monitgnac and Algeristan forces will be enforced, to allow Algeristani men to retreat to their ships and go back to whence they came from. Our country has glory yet! We will rise once more! Long live Monitgnac."

All around television sets in people's homes, people hugged, kissed, or jumped around ecstatically at the news. It wasn't total victory, but it was a start in an otherwise dismal affair.

Gregorovich looked around. "That's a negative. Unfortunately we are almost completely out of ammo and our second fire team of six men is cut off from us. For all we know, they are dead. We are completely out of steam. Besides, they're well entrenched behind rubble and don't want to move. If you can manage to knock out the RPG and AT soldiers, our T-80s can start coming through and drive them out. Over."

"Shit," Cunningston hissed as soon as the transmission from Gregorovich ceased. "Roger that, Yellow 11, we'll see what we can do. Out."

"OK, men, here's what we'll do..."

Minutes Later

4th Avenue was relatively quiet now, as Kolgev's troops at the intersection had Gregorovich's men, who had little ammunition left, completely pinned down. It was a cruel waiting game that Kolgev's troops were inflicting on Gregorovich's men.

The illusion of control Kolgev's men had previously subscribed to was shattered when Cunningston and his rebels, who had secretly made their way into a number of buildings behind the Kolgev troops on either side of them, fired off a volley of ATW-1 anti-tank missiles at the two remaining Kolgev tanks. Both vehicles exploded in spectacular fireballs under direct hits, the shock wave throwing nearby Kolgev men around like rag dolls. Almost instantly, some concealed Kolgev soldiers, who were likewise entrenched in nearby buildings, opened up with gunfire on the rebels they had spotted. Three rebels who were unlucky enough to be spotted were gunned down, two of them suffering fatal hits, and the third badly wounded. However, the handful of Kolgev men who opened up on the rebels unwittingly revealed themselves to the rebels concealed in alleys at ground level. Creeping across the road to the Kolgev-held apartments, they then stormed the upper floors in a burst of expertly-executed building-clearing actions. Kolgev's men, a number of them the RPGers who had been hassling Gregorovich's men, were not expecting the surprise assault and were consequently slaughtered. With a few additional casualties, the rebels had all but eliminated the immediate threat to Gregorovich's men.

Casualties
4 rebels dead
5 wounded

Estimated Enemy Casualties
Two enemy MBTs (I'm guessing T-70s or some Russian design, forgot what Kolgev's men were using)
Approximately 15 men

(OOC: I'll leave it up to you to fix those Kolgev casualties as you see fit, Monitgnac.)

OOC: Ya'll got enough troops for supporting forces agaisnt a nations sovereignty here yet? Somewhat over a million infantry men alone, here I was hoping for smaller more realistic numbers :headbang: . I hope your economies really enjoy a full mobilization for a nation that you don't really have any investments in, wheres the popular opinion, wheres the antiwar rallies, or are your people just that stupid and/or apathetic?

I know I'm here to support you Monitgnac but realistically the gains I could make your you (baring turning you into an economic colony) will not outweight a full scale war involving several million men. The logistical cost alone would take decades to pay off. So um... "Buy Mikosolf products, they'll make you fly."

Sigh... /war-rant. :rolleyes: (+1 was all this post accomplised save venting at dogpiles in general)

OOC: I thought I had noted this before, but I, personally, have the troops from four countries opperating under one banner (which ironically has no troop involvment). Under MERDEP, my region's military pact, the armies opperate as one. These troops are here at the "request" of Kollin Arctep, who owns Draco Advanced Arms Corporation, which supplies most of the armaments for these nations, as a test of there potential, as it were. And no, only one of the troops contributing nation's is mine, and I have permission to use the other's troops.

IC:

Monitgnac Forest, DPFM Territory, West Monitgnac, 1500 Zulu

Colonel Jack Whittier entered the small forest clearing he'd designated as the rendezvous point for Countess Sarah Kimberly, the enigmatic Lishtanian official who'd contacted him, his two Special Forces bodyguards flanking him, armed with AK-47s and P90 pistols. He checked his watch, saw that it was 1500, and settled in for a wait.

The Countess stepped into the clearing, after a calculated wait. After the rebels had stood there for around an hour, she felt more assured it wasn't an ambush.

The rebel's appeared slightly surprised at her sudden arrival. Only slightly, so she was slightly— only slightly— impressed.

Flanked by the two soldiers, she stepped forward and extended her hand in greeting to the rebel who seemed to be in command. As usual, she was right about it.

"Countess Sarah Kimberly," she affirmed.

"Colonel Jack Whittier," he replied.

"I'll cut right to the point. Lishtan is currently allied with the premier— the premier, not the party. We wish, however, to resolve the issues without further fighting. What are your requests?" This last statement was worded such purposely.

The Countess stepped into the clearing, after a calculated wait. After the rebels had stood there for around an hour, she felt more assured it wasn't an ambush.

The rebel's appeared slightly surprised at her sudden arrival. Only slightly, so she was slightly— only slightly— impressed.

Flanked by the two soldiers, she stepped forward and extended her hand in greeting to the rebel who seemed to be in command. As usual, she was right about it.

"Countess Sarah Kimberly," she affirmed.

"Colonel Jack Whittier," he replied.

"I'll cut right to the point. Lishtan is currently allied with the premier— the premier, not the party. We wish, however, to resolve the issues without further fighting. What are your requests?" This last statement was worded such purposely.

"Well, Countess, they're essentially what we stated in our open communique to the Premier's allies.

"We know that the Premier is little more than a figurehead now, having had most of his effective power stripped from him by other members of his party, particularly one General Marco. This is a situation that needs to be corrected before any steps to reform the government can be taken.

"First, however, we need to defeat Kolgev. With the withdrawal of Algeristan from the war, this will be worlds easier. I believe that if all the nations involved bring their full forces to bear against Kolgev, he will be crushed in a matter of days. As I previously said, we are more than willing to fight alongside the Loyalists to defeat Kolgev.

"With the fighting over, we can begin reform. Mikhailovich is not a bad man, and so I believe that with the party members controlling him gone, and the corrupted officials thrown out, we can bring some democracy to Monitgnac. Of course, we here in the DPFM will want to see some of our leaders elected to somewhat important positions in the new government, so as to make this a fair compromise. And, given the assistance we'll have provided the Premier in fighting Kolgev, I don't believe that is an unfair request. Do you, Countess?"

Kolgev Headquarters

Fourty-four parachutes fell across the night sky. Three hit trees, one fell into barbed wire,but most hit the LZ. One of the parachutees tore off the strap to his parachute. " Blue Leader 1, do you copy? Over" " Blue leader 1 in position. Ready and waiting. Over." "Alright Blue leader 1, we have orders to stay in position until reinforcements come. Over." "Gotcha. Over"

New Market, 0700 hours, military time

Col. Bradley stepped over to the COM. " He heard CEO's Zezeb's voice coming through. "Congradulations, Brigader, . You got a field promotion. You are now in charge of the 15th Tank Brigade. Anyway, you are to attack Kolgev headquarters in New Market. This is a critical mission, so we are asking any other nations that can spare troops to go to the 42nd St. diner, The Blue Fish. We will also give under your command the 23rd Mirines, and the 2nd Helix corps. Good luck." Bradley walked away, beaming. Out in the street he climbed into a M234 Rail Command Tank. He started rolling away.

Joint Cheifs of Staff office

" CEO, I think we should pull out of this war."
"Nonsense. CEO, We should pull out of everything and attack."
" I will decide what to do. And we should send in the Marks."
"The freaks?"
" Yes the Freaks. The Freaks who got better records then 3 brigades of M233s."
"Yes, sir"
" Send them in to the Kolgev headquarters in New Market. Have Bri. Bradley meet them there."
" Yes, sir."

OOC: Where is Kolgev at this tiome anyway? I can send in some Marks to try and take him out, if I knew.

I am also asking all nations to meet my tanks, mirines, and Helixes in New Market.

( Marks are Bio-Enhanced, Genetically engeineered assholes. They have very short attention spans when not in Battle mode.(They're essentially cyborgs. And Yes with a little tweaking here and there, it can be accomplished Mordernly.))
Good Night.

OOC: Where is Kolgev at this tiome anyway? I can send in some Marks to try and take him out, if I knew.

I am also asking all nations to meet my tanks, mirines, and Helixes in New Market.

( Marks are Bio-Enhanced, Genetically engeineered assholes. They have very short attention spans when not in Battle mode.(They're essentially cyborgs. And Yes with a little tweaking here and there, it can be accomplished Mordernly.))
Good Night.

OOC: I think it would be more fitting to crush Kolgev's forces first, then hand him over to the Premier for a suitable trial, and capital punishment, for treason, of course.

Super-BattleStar Businessasusaul , 1200 hours, military time
" Admiral, it's Miranda Zezeb, The Cheif of Staff. She's on the line for you."
" Alright Leutenant, Put her on"
"Yes, Sir."
" This is Admiral Joshua Thomas, speaking. How you doin' Miranda?"
Radio Static
" Yes, Ma'am, but..."
" WHOOP-DE-DOO! I don't care. it's the CEO's orders. Just do it."
"Yes Ma'am."
The admiral slumped down in his seat. He turned to his leuitenant.
"Leuitenant go to Monitqnac and see if you can aquire some good furniture, and some wine and s**t like that. Also, contact them. See if you can get the Premier. The CEO want's a peace confrance. He is prepared to settle thing's if he has to.
" Sir, what about the other's?"
" I'll contact them."
"Yes, sir"

Message

All nation's who want to, there will be a peace confrance abourd the U.S.S. Business-as-usual , please, only leaders, no diplomats. It's easier to negotiate with leader's. You may bring bodyguards. Also, there will be alcoholic drink's and pie.

Super-BattleStar Businessasusaul , 1200 hours, military time
" Admiral, it's Miranda Zezeb, The Cheif of Staff. She's on the line for you."
" Alright Leutenant, Put her on"
"Yes, Sir."
" This is Admiral Joshua Thomas, speaking. How you doin' Miranda?"
Radio Static
" Yes, Ma'am, but..."
" WHOOP-DE-DOO! I don't care. it's the CEO's orders. Just do it."
"Yes Ma'am."
The admiral slumped down in his seat. He turned to his leuitenant.
"Leuitenant go to Monitqnac and see if you can aquire some good furniture, and some wine and s**t like that. Also, contact them. See if you can get the Premier. The CEO want's a peace confrance. He is prepared to settle thing's if he has to.
" Sir, what about the other's?"
" I'll contact them."
"Yes, sir"

Message

All nation's who want to, there will be a peace confrance abourd the U.S.S. Business-as-usual , please, only leaders, no diplomats. It's easier to negotiate with leader's. You may bring bodyguards. Also, there will be alcoholic drink's and pie.

OOC: Uhh...the war's still on. We're still fighting Kolgev's men and such. Peace conferences come after the total annihilation of Kolgev's troops. And the Loyalists and Rebels form the new government. Yay for democracy! Ahem...you didn't hear that last part...

Message [/I]

All nation's who want to, there will be a peace confrance abourd the U.S.S. Business-as-usual , please, only leaders, no diplomats. It's easier to negotiate with leader's. You may bring bodyguards. Also, there will be alcoholic drink's and pie.

Response
Office of High Father

We refuse to participate in another useless peace conference, on a ship, that might just be at any moment, blown out of the water.

[END]

New Market

Leafanistani Covert Artillery Ships opened fire on the town as far away from friendly forces as possible.

3 16" shells were fired
10 450 mm missiles were fired
20 175 mm shells were fired

OOC: Also the yield of the nuclear weapon used in Nagasaki (WWII) was 21 KILOTONS, don't underestimate nuclear weapons, even a tactical 10 Kiloton nuke will devastate a city with its remaining radiation, and the initial explosion.

To give motignac a superior air force against attacking forces, Willink technitiens have finished design on a multi-role export fighter, and 75 are being presented to the Country of Motignac immeditly. The fighter is the F-19A Sharkfish, and here is a picture (http://www.tecnicamilitar.hpg.ig.com.br/00imagens2003/Integral_2010r.jpg). I will also be presenting the following to their air arm- 100 F-20C Tigershark (http://www.9sto.edu.pl/Ptaki/F-20%20Tigershark%20a.jpg) fighters and 100 SU-30K (http://vayu-sena.tripod.com/pix/su30k1.jpg) fighters.

OOC: Also the yield of the nuclear weapon used in Nagasaki (WWII) was 21 KILOTONS, don't underestimate nuclear weapons, even a tactical 10 Kiloton nuke will devastate a city with its remaining radiation, and the initial explosion.

OOC: Are you one of those assholes who can never get over anything? I corrected the f**king post.

Oh, and to Halbergardia, peace confrances can only go on during a war. Have the rebels and monitqnac permantly joined forces or something? Because, if they didn't, there would still be a war going on even after Kolgev is dead, or captured.

Besides, if you look in my profile you can see I'm a UN member, so I can't own any real nuclear bombs, so I compensate by labaling high powered other bombs "nukes". Would you suggest a neutrino (or whatever) bomb? It only uses radiation with almost no shockwave and explosion. It kills very effectively. ;) I can wipe out whole towns or cities. Perhaps if I can get a powerful enough one I could wipe out the country. No, I think I'll use volcanic ash and cover cities. Volcanic ash turns the liqued in your lungs to a liqued cement, literally drowning you to death. Very painful. Or better yet I'll jsut use an H-bomb and wipe two or three cities of the map. And, you can have a nuclear missile that does alot of shockwave and explosion and little radiation. The radiation comes from the uranium used in the bomb.

Sorry if this message offends anyone

Except Leafanistan

Oh, and to Halbergardia, peace confrances can only go on during a war. Have the rebels and monitqnac permantly joined forces or something? Because, if they didn't, there would still be a war going on even after Kolgev is dead, or captured.

OOC: Unofficially, there is a cease-fire between the loyalists and the rebels, and they are cooperating to destroy Kolgev's men. Officially, there is no cease-fire between the loyalists and rebels, but that's mainly because a lot of the nations supporting the loyalists haven't been here in a while.

Besides, if you look in my profile you can see I'm a UN member, so I can't own any real nuclear bombs, so I compensate by labaling high powered other bombs "nukes". Would you suggest a neutrino (or whatever) bomb? It only uses radiation with almost no shockwave and explosion. It kills very effectively. ;) I can wipe out whole towns or cities. Perhaps if I can get a powerful enough one I could wipe out the country. No, I think I'll use volcanic ash and cover cities. Volcanic ash turns the liqued in your lungs to a liqued cement, literally drowning you to death. Very painful. Or better yet I'll jsut use an H-bomb and wipe two or three cities of the map. And, you can have a nuclear missile that does alot of shockwave and explosion and little radiation. The radiation comes from the uranium used in the bomb.

OOC: There's nothing prohibiting U.N. members from having nukes, either in NS or in RL, or at least there's no prohibitions against them having nukes that I can think of off the top of my head. And while I understand your labeling of high-powered bombs as "nukes," I would suggest you reconsider using that particular nickname; it gives people the wrong idea. As for your threat of H-bombs, I wouldn't do that, for two reasons: 1.) if you use one, it'll likely be ignored, as most nations won't accept being nuked by a country of 18 million; and 2.) if you're not ignored, then you're still in bad shape because everyone here will likely hate you for your unnecessary use of nuclear weapons, and will likely proceed to dogpile you and wipe your country out. I don't mean to offend you, it's just that I've seen this happen before, and don't want it to happen to you. As it is, Kolgev's troops are getting pounded, and victory is safely within the realm of conventional weapons. There's almost no real need for an air war, the way I see it. I say we just sit back and let the good ol' grunts (no pun intended...really) on the ground beat the shit out of Kolgev's troops.

OOC: Sorry I haven't been posting over the last two days, I was helping my grandmother move. I will post later today.

OOC: Sorry I haven't been posting over the last two days, I was helping my grandmother move. I will post later today.

OOC: Good to hear from you. I've had some RL issues get in the way of NS recently, too; happens to all of us, it's understandable. I'm personally looking forward to see the Premier's response to the rebels' offer of help.

OOC: I'm getting involved in another war soon, and as my naval assets here aren't really seeing much use (nor do they seem to have much need, as Kolgev seems to be getting his ass handed to him on a silver platter), I'm pulling 'em out.

IC:

To: All Allied Nations
From: Fleet Admiral Jack Forrester, Commander of the 5th Halberdgardian Naval Expeditionary Force, The Democratic Republic of Halberdgardia
Re: Withdrawal

Due to decreasing hostilities in the Monitgnac theater, a general lack of naval warfare, and pending reassignment to another location, the following vessels of the 5th Halberdgardian Naval Expeditionary Force are hereby withdrawing from the theater:


Titan-class aircraft carrier D.R.H. Majestic
Omega-class battleship D.R.H. Vengeance
Arleigh Burke-class destroyer D.R.H. Adamantine
Arleigh Burke-class destroyer D.R.H. Adjudicator
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


Halberdgardia, will, however, continue to maintain a naval presence in the theater with the Arleigh Burke-class destroyer D.R.H. Swift Justice remaining.

Fleet Admiral Jack Forrester

Gregorovich thanked the DPFM captain or his help. The Kolgevian and surrounded Algeristani troops renewed their attacks but 4 recently arriving T-80s kept them at bay.

Gregorovich burst through a main door in the industrial complex. It was a production facility of some sort, though exactly what he didn’t know. It was eerily silent inside. He was sure any moment a soldier would pop out and kill him.

The door opened behind him. He and his two other group members swiveled around and almost fired except it was the other six men of his squad.

“Whew,” Gregorovich sighed. “You scared me.”

The medic explained how they ended up fighting room to room, and at some instances, jumping under fire from one rooftop to another. They were certainly more daring than Gregorovich was, but fortunately they were all in one piece.

“This place is real quiet,” the medic said.

Gregorovich and his reunited men made it carefully through the large building they were in. Initially inside the building, everything looked normal. However, the first signs of a war showed themselves as Gregorovich made his way through increasing amounts of rubble.

“What did this?” The machine gunner remarked at a new sky light, courtesy of a weapon of war.

“This looks like it was hit by a bomb, probably Algeristani.”

The men continued further. They passed underneath twisted masses of steel girders and slabs of concrete, while walking over shards of broken glass and concrete dust and various pieces of metal.

“What did this?” The machine gunner said again pointing to two smaller sky lights.

“Mortar shells, corporal,” Gregorovich replied.

“How could you be so sure? It could have been bomblets or grenades or something. Couldn’t it?”

The Gregorovich turned around. “Yeah it could have been except for this.” Gregorovich pointed down to an unexploded mortar shell. “Watch your step.”

The men walked uneasily past the mortar shell and continued on. By now there were some signs of a fire fight. A few bullet casing littered the ground, but no one saw any blood or any bodies.

“Alright, keep sharp men.” All of the men scanned around in all directions, scanning the giant room for enemies. They scanned the ground floor and a platform above them but everything was silent and nothing moved.

“Let’s continue then, shall we?”

Gregorovich trudged through the rubble, which was considerable. At last he reached a door on the other end of the giant room. He carefully opened it, for there could have been enemies behind it, but again it was totally silent. It was a much smaller room, and Gregorovich could easily see the end.

There were more signs of a fire fight. Grenade fragments, as well as several grenade explosions, could be seen. There were a lot more bullet casings on the ground and the walls were littered with pot marks from AK rounds. The men scanned all directions again, but it was silent and uneventful.

“This battle happened a few hours ago,” Gregorovich explained. “Not too recently, but a few hours ago. While all the bullet casings are cold, the room still smells of explosives. Be careful.”

They trudged on more slowly. Suddenly one of them saw something.

“What’s that?” A private was pointing to something red on the floor not to far from him.

On closer examination it proved to be a blood puddle.

“Sir I’ve found blood. It’s mostly dry and I don’t see any body anywhere, but this is definitely blood.

Gregorovich and his men were now extremely tense. They pointed their guns at any noise anywhere, even though the only noise was from their own boots crunching through the rubble. Soon they got to the end. They could see sunlight outside via windows above them, but they were stumped upon seeing that twisted wreckage and concrete rubble blocked their exit. The problem was quickly solved by a side door, which was a staircase to the second level. Hopefully, they could get to the other half of the complex.

Each man, one by one, very carefully took one step at a time. As they rounded each landing, their guns pointed upward, in case of any ambush in place. They didn’t continue long before they noticed a very, very sickening smell.

“What is it?”

“I think I’m going to puck!”

Gregorovich’s men grumbled and longed to know what the sickening smell was. It wasn’t until the reached the final steps of the staircase that they knew where the smell was coming from.

“Medic, could you help him?”

A private pointed dismally to a body of a Monitgnac soldier slumped against a wall, shot through the face and heart. There was blood and brains almost everywhere and the walls were completely painted red from the blood that shot out of his heart wound.

“No I’m afraid not.”

Gregorovich arrived soon after to evaluate the situation with the medic.

“How long do you think he’s been dead for?” Gregorovich asked quietly.

“I’d say a week, week and a half. His body’s decomposing rather awfully. It smells terrible if I do say so myself.” The medic responded.

“I was going to say a week also. But I wanted to make sure since all intelligence would infer it is of the missing platoon. However, if he died a week ago, it places his death around the time of the invasion by Algeristan.”

A private puked in the corner.

“Alright, men let’s get out of here.” Gregorovich commanded. The team continued on.

The men passed through a door and were instantly in an upstairs office. Cheap, metal file cabinets lined one of the walls, Venetian blinds covered the windows, and except for a high amount of dust, it seemed perfectly normal. They noticed boot prints on the rug, however, and decided to follow it. The foot prints led to a thick, metal door. After carefully opening the door, Gregorovich found himself outside on a landing. One giant catwalk led from his building to another, the other half of the complex and where he wanted to go. Underneath, were lots of cargo containers and trucks of all sizes. Flanking the catwalk were two parallel, thick walls that enclosed the industrial complex. On top of the walls, one could easily find one’s self ambushed; the walls, being like that of many castles, provided protection from an attack.

“We cross two at a time. I don’t want my whole squad being wiped out. Myself and a private will go first, I’ll scan to the left and downward, while he scans the right and downward. An attack can come from beneath you as well as from the walls on either side. Be careful. I don’t like the look of this. While we cross, provide fire support if needed. When we cross, we’ll scan our surroundings and wave you across. Then we will provide fire support if necessary. We’ll repeat these steps for everyone until everyone is across.”

Gregorovich and a private went first. Everything seemed calm. Even in the distance, the gunfire was more sporadic and less intense then when the day started off.

*clink*

Gregorovich looked down to see what he had hit with his foot. It was a single bullet casing. Gregorovich paused and bent down to examine the casing. On picking up the casing Gregorovich realized the significance of the casing.

“Get down!” Simultaneously Gregorovich’s hand shot out and pulled the private downward.

His hand was not quick enough and gunfire from behind both walls came right at the private, with one striking around his shoulder.

“Ahhhhhhhh!” The private screamed in pain as he dropped his AK and grasped his wound. The machine gunner, safe on the landing, opened fire on the wall on the east side, killing the exposed soldier.

“Shit! The machine gunner yelled. I’m out of ammo.”

“Here!” Gregorovich pushed as hard as he could and slid the private’s dropped AK across the catwalk grating to the machine gunner and he picked it up. Gregorovich and the machine gunner simultaneously hit the other soldier and he fell off the wall down below and landed with a thud.

Gregorovich looked down and noticed that the soldier’s body wasn’t the only one down there. On closer examination, Algeristani troops were sporadically laying in a variety of places. Bullet holes lined the wall of some of the trucks and blood splatters were everywhere. Gregorovich spotted Kolgev troops lying mostly in a corner by a wall. More dismally, Gregorovich noticed at least 10 Monitgnac troops strewn across the outside as well, with a pile of bodies outside the bottom entrance. The carnage was so obvious that Gregorovich pondered why and how he didn’t see the evidence before he tried to cross. Of course, that didn’t matter now, it was too late. Gregorovich and the screaming private bolted across the catwalk to other side, despite fire from troops below.

Gregorovich, and later the others, provided cover fire for the others to slip across. Except for the private, everyone made it across alright, and after treating the private, he announced that the wound was a graze wound and that it wasn’t life threatening at all. They thus continued the mission and made it to the opposite landing. Now that they knew there were hostiles they tried more to be careful. Gregorovich opened the door to the inside of the complex and like the other side, they were in an exact replica of the office. Unlike the other one, there were numerous Algeristani and Kolgev troops, and these were fresh. They made it to what they assumed to be the staircase doors, since the building so far was identical, and sure enough it was.

Gregorovich, first as always, proceeded down the staircase. There was loud gunfire, sporadic but loud, and Gregorovich kept an eye out for any enemies. There were none, and Gregorovich made it safely to the bottom of the staircase, as well as the rest of his men.

Gregorovich opened the door at the bottom and was greeted with a hail of lead.

“Stupid bastards!” a soldier yelled.

Gregorovich briefly caught a glimpse of the shooter, and though it was a Monitgnac soldier.

“This is First Sergeant Gregorovich, identify yourself!”

A hesitant voice answered. “I’m not falling for your tricks you scum!”

Gregorovich decided to take a risk. “I’m throwing down my weapon. Please do not shoot.” Gregorovich threw his weapon down so that the soldier could see that his weapon was thrown down.

Gregorovich stepped around the corner and was greeted with the point of a bayonet directly touching his neck. He saw that it was a very tense, sweaty, and dirty private, young, maybe eighteen, and with a head wound since he had a bandaged forehead.

“Stay back scum!” The private stiffened his hands.

Gregorovich spoke as calmly as he could. “Come now. Is that anyway to speak to a Sergeant? I’m sure you have bigger fish to fry, and my squad, which is right behind me, and I have a platoon to rescue. Where is your CO, Private?”

The private hesitated and then lowered his arms. “Alright, come with me. But you and your men better come quick. She’s almost done for. Nothing we can do. Fading in and out of consciousness. Leave a sentry if you can though. We don’t need to give these bastards a way in.”

Gregorovich and the medic rushed with the private to toward the CO, while the rest of the men, except for a private positioned for sentry duty, manned positions within the Monitgnac lines. Not very far in the room, which was identical to the smaller-sized room in the other complex, a little space was cleared of rubble where 8 wounded lied. One stood out in particular; the clothing identified that this person was clearly an officer.

An incredibly blood-stained man stepped forward. “I can’t save her! I can’t save her damn it! I was a volunteer EMT in my high school days. I cut here, a scrape there, a broken leg once in a while, and even a heart attack once, but this? Not this. Not this.”

“I presume you are the medic?” Gregorovich’s medic asked.
“I’m afraid our medic lies with the fallen,” the man gestured toward cloth-covered soldiers. “I’m just a man conscripted into the task because I have a history in medical science. But alas, I am no doctor.”

Gregorovich’s medic stepped forward. “Well let’s have a look shall we?” The medic began to examine the wounded.

“Can you tell me what happened?” Gregorovich asked the makeshift medic.

“Aye, it was terrible. We were sent forward as part of a thrust. The other platoons fought hard but were pushed back and had to retreat. One of our radiomen was destroyed by a tank, nothing left. Another radioman’s life was saved when his radio took bullets, but it destroyed the radio. And the third radioman? Well, we don’t know. Anyway, we never heard the call for retreat. After an hour or so, we realized we only heard ourselves fighting. Some of us knew the others had retreated, some of us thought they were wiped out, but it didn’t matter either way, because we were surrounded. We were in the open at this time and taking fire from all directions. Our main NCO died and our CO had three bullets in her. So we retreated first into the main assembly area, where our CO again took two bullets, and then to this room. We have fought them off here, despite almost being overrun. During the fighting our CO again took another 2 bullets when they fought by our medical station.”

“Seven bullets in all? It’s a wonder she’s alive.”

“Yes, but she’s lost too much blood, she’s not going to make it.”

“Wait a minute, sir,” Gregorovich’s medic said. “Come quick. She’s regaining consciousness.”

Gregorovich knelt down toward the Lieutenant. “Can you here me? This is First Sergeant Gregorovich. I’m here to rescue you.”

There was a long pause, but she moved her head and spoke weakly. “It’s too late for me, I can feel it. Save the others, get them out of here. They’ve had enough.” She ripped a medal off her chest and a rank epaulet off her shoulder. She firmly grasped it in her left hand and forcefully put it into Gregorovich’s palm. “Give command this,” she said, “They’ll understand what happened to me.” She groaned a bit and then slipped out of consciousness again.

Gregorovich’s medic felt for her pulse. “I’m afraid it is very weak. She’s almost dead. She’s not coming back.”

“Alright, carry out her last orders. I want the troops ready to go ASAP. I need my radioman.”

Gregorovich’s radioman came running over.

“I need you to radio the tanks our position. They’ll need to cover us. I want to jack about three trucks in the courtyard and I want the wounded, more serious in first, loaded on to these trucks. Then I want all the able bodied men to hop in last and prepare to give cover fire as necessary. Got it?”

It took a good half hour but eventually all was ready. Finally, all of the non-wounded retreated from their positions and to the trucks. The “convoy” was ready to go. The trucks drove over the rubble and followed two tanks while two tanks took the rear. They were molested by fire from the rooftops, and the tanks retaliated brutally with their main gun. All soldiers able to fire their gun did so, and the firing guns create a concert of death, an almost musical, rhythmic firing of the guns that seemed almost as if it was a music piece.

Gregorovich wished he could take the DPFM rebels with him, however there wasn’t enough room. He offered them any of the trucks in the courtyard, but it was unknown to him whether they got out or not. They could have been following, but he didn’t know since he couldn’t see because he was in the front-most truck. The convoy made it through narrow streets, streets clogged with burned out cars and trucks, and barricades set up by the armies, eventually they made it to a Monitgnac checkpoint and past advanced sentries, and continued until they reached the main camp. There, medics practically hoarded the trucks, carrying off the wounded. The dead were not with the convoy and were left behind at the complex to be carried later. Any non-wounded quickly escaped the scene to catch some R&R, to escape being recruited to help carry supplies around.

Gregorovich made his way to the command tent. He saluted the sentry who let him into the tent. There, he met a Brigadier General, his leader. Gregorovich saluted the finely dressed officer, whose clean, crisp uniform sharply contrasted with Gregorovich’s dirty, worn appearance.

“You’ve done well for yourself, Gregorovich,” the Brigadier smiled. “Where is the Lieutenant?”

“She’s dead sir,” he replied solemnly.

“What a shame,” the Brigadier said. “She was a good officer, one of the better ones, I’d say.”

“I’m sorry, sir. We tried.”

“I know you did soldier. I know you did. War is war, this stuff happens all the time. In a matter of fact we had written the platoon off as destroyed and even we did not have much hope for you. Not because your bad, but because of the odds. Yet you made it. You corrected us all. And because of this, your medic is now going to take charge of your squad. You, my friend, are a quick moving soldier, probably rising faster than any other soldier in Monitgnac’s history. You are field promoted to First Lieutenant, skipping 2nd Lieutenant. Congratulations. Stop by Supply to pick up an officer’s uniform, since right now, you are wearing a Corporal’s uniform and is totally unsuitable for yourself. Now, get going! And report back at 0600 hours tomorrow. We have a special assignment from the Premier himself. See you tomorrow and have a great night.”

Gregorovich left the tent and made his way to the Supply barracks.

OOC: Took me a long time to post this. Sorry for the delay.

OOC: Wow. Big post. Very big post.

IC:

Cunningston nodded to Gregorovich, and wished the man luck as he pulled his men out of the bloody intersection.

Damn fine man, that Gregorovich, Cunningston thought. He'll make a good leader.

Cunningston's radioman interrupted Cunningston's thoughts just then with a printed transcript of the latest message from DPFM Command. He took the paper, quickly scanned it, then gave a low whistle. Cunningston's men looked at him quizzically until he looked up and addressed them.

"New message from Command! OK, men, here's where we go from here. Kolgev's men are on the run, and we're taking the initiative. The Colonel's going to try to hail the Loyalist command in the area and offer them large-scale assistance in beating Kolgev's troops back, and we're to rendezvous with Loyalist units in the area to assist them in the fighting at the small-unit level if they agree to assistance. As we're closest to the unit we just aided, we'll be attempting to catch up with them for our rendezvous."

He turned to his radioman. "See if you can get ahold of Gregorovich, and ask him if he wants our assistance again as he moves out."
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Encrypted Message to Loyalist Field Command

To Whom It May Concern
From: Colonel Jack Whittier, The Democratic People's Front of Monitgnac
Re: Military Assistance

We have heard reports that Loyalist forces at Kraljevo have all but succeeded in retaking the city, and we would like to inform you, in case you did not already know, that DPFM personnel were, in fact, operating alongside your men in the battle. We would like to take this opportunity, then, to cut the bureaucrats out of the middle, so to speak, and offer the assistance of DPFM forces to you in defeating Kolgev's forces once and for all. All we need is confirmation from you, and thousands of DPFM fighters will swarm from the woodwork to overwhelm the fascists of Kolgev's would-be regime. We await your response.

Respectfully,
Colonel Jack Whittier
The Democratic People's Front of Monitgnac

OOC: In response, yes I am offended. Terribly offended. I have hearby taken out my rage on a small box of kittens outside. Needless to say, they are going to need mops and shovels.

Office of Naval Intelligence, Section 14, 15, 2
To all allied nations
Encrypted frequency Gamma

Due to lack of naval conflict, we are hearby removing the carrier fleet, and one battleship task force, but leaving the supply ships and the remaining battleship task force off the coastline. We are rotating our frigates though. Once fresh reinforcements arrive the ones around will leave.

[END]

Condition Report to General Weber (Army Special Forces Group Commanding Officer) from Colonel Harris (Strike Force Mike Monitgnac):

Following the attack and capture of Firebase whiskey we rebuilt it’s defenses and made it into the new field headquarters for all 25 of the rebel infantry companies which we personally trained and organized. Altogether they equal about 2,500 men. Also there are at least 8 other organized provisional units which have been organized and armed but have not been given sufficient training. The organized rebel units are organized beneath the new Rebel Provisional Army Monitgnac (RPAM)

Shortly following the capture of “Firebase Whiskey”, and the arrival of 2nd Ranger Battalion and Wolf Company of Army Special Forces and the 1st Tank Battalion of the regular Army, an offensive codenamed “Operation: Balinese” was undertaken in the south central area of the island. The objective of “Balinese” was to capture two of the three remaining permanent Kolgev firebases in the region. The call signs of the firebases were “Firebase X-Ray” and “Firebase Yankee”. All operations were supported by the Air Force’s full island presence. While the bulk of SFMM took part in the assaults on the bases, the majority of the ground troops taking part were the rebel companies with the 1st-10th rebel companies leading the attacks.

Firebase X-Ray was the first to be attacked. It began with a series of air strikes on the base. Almost immediately following the air raid, the infantry assault began. The bombings seemed to have killed much of the garrison so resistance was fairly light. Fighting ended within an hour with 15 Kolgev soldiers captured and around 125-150 estimated killed.

Firebase Yankee was sufficiently more difficult to take. As with Firebases Whiskey and X-ray an air attack preceded the infantry assault. However the Anti Air capabilities were especially strong and so some of our bombers had to pull off and one plane was lost with several others sustaining heavy damages. Because of this the planes which were to target the base’s outer wire and outer wall did not meet their targets and so some sappers, along with the 1st Tank Battalion, were tasked with blasting openings in the outer perimeter to make way for the ground assault. Fighting was thick in the inner perimeter and the rebels sustained significant losses. The 1st Tank Battalion was especially effective in the assault and was responsible for blasting apart a heavily garrisoned and fortified barracks. Fighting at the firebase finally ended two and a half hours later. In the end 8 Kolgev soldiers were taken prisoner and an estimated 200-225 were killed.

Also during the attack on Firebase Yankee a small Kolgev supply convoy was enroute to the firebase and was spotted by an Air Force Recon squadron as it turned around to head away from the base, apparently after receiving word that it was under attack. The 1st and 2nd Bomber squadrons quickly were sent to intercept the convoy and they dispatched it with little hassle.

In the end we sustained the following casualties:

-RPAM
Members Killed: 420
Members Wounded: 250
Members Missing: 15

-SFMM
Members Killed: 82
Members Wounded: 41
Members Missing: 3

Operation: Balinese is complete. Now we are regrouping the rebel companies. Firebases X-ray and Yankee are being turned into Rebel command bases. Our next objective is the last of Kolgev’s permanent firebases in the south central region of the island which we have codenamed “Firebase Zulu”. Also after Zulu is taken we plan to target the only known Kolgev fortress in the region whose call sign is “Hotel California”.

OOC:

Monitgnac, if you object to me deciding on kolgev's losses and things of that nature then tell me and I'll change how im going about things.

OOC:

Monitgnac, if you object to me deciding on kolgev's losses and things of that nature then tell me and I'll change how im going about things.

OOC: No, that's fine.

Though I don't like communism,the U.S. helped Russia in WW II . I support Montignac. :mp5: :sniper: :gundge:

Monitgnac Capital


Monitgnac National News Network

"Today, our beloved Premier Mikhailovich met with the hero of the Kraljevo campaign, Lieutenant Gregorovich, whose men were responsible for rejuvenating the fallen counteroffensive and later for the rescue of a missing platoon.

During the meeting, our Premier presented the first ever "Order of Monitgnac" medal for bravery since the end of the monarchy in 1948. On behalf of the Premier, General Marco also gave Gregorovich, on behalf of the Monitgnac government, The Order of Lenin, for dedication to the Communist Party and hard work; Silver Star, for meritorious achievment; Leadership Medal, for dutiful leadership in combat; and military ribbons for his role in the campaigns and dutiful action, as well as for other things.

At the conclusion of the meeting, Premier Mikhailovich and General Marco stood up and shook Gregorovich's hand, and Gregorovich was given a ceremonial kiss by this year's 'Miss Monitgnac', whose surprise visit astonished the press.

I'm Sofiya Uneska, Montignac News Network, Monitgnac."

As various people shook Gregorovich's hand, many of whom he didn't know, he tried vainly to escape the politicians eager to get a hand shack with the war hero. Almost as a relief, many of the Premier's bodyguards began to disrupt the crowd away from Gregorovich.

One of the bodyguards came up to Gregorovich and shook his hand. However, instantly Gregorovich knew this was no ordinary handshake. The bodyguard had palmed a note, very covertly, into Gregorovich's hand during the handshake.

"A note from the Premier," the smartly dressed bodygurad said.

Gregorovich turned around, but the man had completely disappeared and was no where to be seen in the picture-frenzied crowd. Gregorovich took advantage of the momentary barricade of men the bodyguards presented and ducked out into a coridor and instantly ducked again into the mens' room. Gregorovich hid himself in a stall and opened the folded paper.

Can I trust you? Come back tomorrow if I can.

Gregorovich was taken aback by the note. 'Can I trust you?' What was that supposed to mean? While Gregorovich pondered the meaning of such a cryptic letter, various military officers were running back and forth in the Presidential Palace to set in motion a daring plan by the Premier himself that would create such a calamity in the government that it threatened to start a second civil war, within the civil war itself.

However, for now, the plan's main catalyst, a single soldier, was idle in a bathroom.

Though I don't like communism,the U.S. helped Russia in WW II . I support Montignac. :mp5: :sniper: :gundge:

Thanks. :)

NUKE THE HELL OUTTA THOSE REBELS! :D :gundge:

OOC: In response, yes I am offended. Terribly offended. I have hearby taken out my rage on a small box of kittens outside. Needless to say, they are going to need mops and shovels.

Office of Naval Intelligence, Section 14, 15, 2
To all allied nations
Encrypted frequency Gamma

Due to lack of naval conflict, we are hearby removing the carrier fleet, and one battleship task force, but leaving the supply ships and the remaining battleship task force off the coastline. We are rotating our frigates though. Once fresh reinforcements arrive the ones around will leave.

[END]

Sorry, it just seemed like that was over. I did change the post though. I'm pretty sure I did at least. Anyway, I formaly apologize to Leafanistan and hope s/he forgives me.

NUKE THE HELL OUTTA THOSE REBELS! :D :gundge:

OOC: Lets not nuke 1/3rd of the population of his country! And try to maintain a IC and OOC difference in speech, unless your country is a bit ... backwater.

I prefer if you refer to me as s/he to keep paranoia up.

Did anyone notice my artillery strike or is it so covert that they have trouble placing who did it, so they aren't talking?

IC:

To: All Allied Nations
Encryption Scheme Theta-niner
Level 3 done
Decrypting

Office of Naval Intelligence

We are moving in 15 more operatives under cover of night via submarine torpedo insertion. We've already established two "weak-links" in his government, and are infiltrating the party. And we'll have to admit, they are paranoid. We almost feel a sense of compassion toward brothers-in-arms with similar tactics like us. Then we remember we are duty bound to be cold heartless monsters.
The operatives are Leafanistan's best, trained from birth to be killing machines in combat yet have the benefit of their civilian lives to return to. They are carrying the latest in field equipment.
KF9 ARs using the new 9.33 * 35 mm with a 45 round clip. With a simple switch of parts they can be adapted to use 7.62 mm from the AK series, to 5.56 NATO. We've also equipped them with covert pistols of our own manufacture. The Renegade is made entirely out of polymers with caseless 11mm rounds. X-rays don't see them, metal detectors don't sense them. Anything short of propellant sniffing dogs who have their noses up to the guns won't find a trace. We'll have them insert themselves into the Monitgnac military and get themselves to be war heros. In the chaotic climate we've falsified all the documents we need. We've even paid off a midwife to say she delievered the child. Within a few weeks we should be close enough for targets to the Premier's power to be removed easily enough.

[END]

"Well, Countess, they're essentially what we stated in our open communique to the Premier's allies.

"We know that the Premier is little more than a figurehead now, having had most of his effective power stripped from him by other members of his party, particularly one General Marco. This is a situation that needs to be corrected before any steps to reform the government can be taken.

"First, however, we need to defeat Kolgev. With the withdrawal of Algeristan from the war, this will be worlds easier. I believe that if all the nations involved bring their full forces to bear against Kolgev, he will be crushed in a matter of days. As I previously said, we are more than willing to fight alongside the Loyalists to defeat Kolgev.

"With the fighting over, we can begin reform. Mikhailovich is not a bad man, and so I believe that with the party members controlling him gone, and the corrupted officials thrown out, we can bring some democracy to Monitgnac. Of course, we here in the DPFM will want to see some of our leaders elected to somewhat important positions in the new government, so as to make this a fair compromise. And, given the assistance we'll have provided the Premier in fighting Kolgev, I don't believe that is an unfair request. Do you, Countess?"

"Your requests are not unreasonable. It will not be easy, however, whether or not the war continues. It is true that the premier has lost all power, although intel indicates that General Marco may be the premier's only friend, and it is another who is in command."

"Reform will not happen with the party as it is. Lishtan supports the premier and not the party, so we can be considered your allies. We agree, action must be taken— overt, or covert. Overt action will not be easy, and covert action, well, must remain so. Covert action may actually be easier with the war on— what could be more natural than a high official being assasinated by 'Kolgev's men'?"

"Lishtan will follow your lead. What do you want to do?"

Official Lishtan Commumique
To: all nations involved in the Montignac conflict

Given the reduction of naval forces around Montignac, the following ships are returning to Merthnonn:

3 Ra-class Battleships
2 Osiris-class Supercarrier(110 aircraft)
2 Atlantis-class Battlecruisers
2 Isis-class Guided Weapon Cruisers
2 Falcon-class Destroyers
8 Pelican-class Guided Weapons Frigates
2 Thoth-class Light Carriers(16 aircraft each)
2 Horus-class Amphibious Dock Transports
1 Kimberly-class Attack submarines

Also, given the near defeat of Kolgev, 60,000 of Merthnonn's troops are returning to Merthnonn, to allow the remaining 60,000 to be better supplied to assit the premier in this conflict.

***End Transmission***

"Your requests are not unreasonable. It will not be easy, however, whether or not the war continues. It is true that the premier has lost all power, although intel indicates that General Marco may be the premier's only friend, and it is another who is in command."

"Reform will not happen with the party as it is. Lishtan supports the premier and not the party, so we can be considered your allies. We agree, action must be taken— overt, or covert. Overt action will not be easy, and covert action, well, must remain so. Covert action may actually be easier with the war on— what could be more natural than a high official being assasinated by 'Kolgev's men'?"

"Lishtan will follow your lead. What do you want to do?"

"Obviously, the first plan of action would be to determine the corrupt officials, those who have control the Premier. Once we have identified them, I believe we can have some of our in-country HCIA agents...silence them, posing as Kolgev agents. I will talk to the senior HCIA agent at camp and see if his superiors at home can get in contact with the Premier or one of the other Loyalists and see what we can find out from them. Any assistance your nation can provide in this regard would be most helpful as well.

"Forgive me if I seem rude, Countess, but is that all, or did you wish to speak to me about more?"

General Marco entered the Premier's office.

"We need to talk, Mikhailovich," he said quietly.

Mikhailovich looked up at the General. "About what?"

"You know what."

Mikhailovich looked around. "No, tell me."

The General sighed. "Listen, I know your plan. I know you're planning to leave. I know you know what's going to happen."

Mikhailovich sighed and looked around some more, carefully avoiding Marco's eyes.

"Listen, this is important. We believe Kolgev is dead."

This got the Premier's attention.

"Dead?"

"Or at least missing. This is an audio file, courtesy of a listening bug in Kolgev's command center."


[Unknown officer] "Any luck today finding Kolgev?"

[Unknown female officer (presumably one of Kolgev's top aides)] "No."

[Renegade General Orlinski] "He's been missing even since Algeristan announced their retreat."

[Unknown female officer] "Are you inferring he's a traitor? I'll have him know what you said the instant he comes back."

[Renegade General Orlinski] "He's not coming back, Major."

[Unknown female officer] "I know him! He'd never leave me!"

[Renegade General Orlinski] "Just because you and him had something once, doesn't mean that he's coming back. Now as for now, you are under my control. You hear me?"

[Unknown female officer] "Never!"

[Renegade General Orlinski] "Are you a traitor." *click* (presumably from a handgun) "I'll have you shot!"

-silence-

[Unknown officer] "A lot of men are spreading rumors, you know, that Kolgev's dead. They don't want to fight anymore. Some are thinking about surrendering to the allies."

[Renegade General Orlinski] "I'll have none of this!"

[Unknown officer] "Well should we, sir?"

[Renegade General Orlinski] "Honestly, I don't know. Major?"

[Unknown female officer] "I don't know either. I'll rally my troops. bring them into a defensive perimeter for now. But I don't know how long I can control them. We're finished, General."

[Renegade General Orlinski] "I know."

TRANSMISSION ENDED

"They're thinking about surrender Mikhailovich," General Marco added. "Once they're out of the picture, it'll just be us and the allies. If your going to make a move and escape, now is the time to tell me."

The Premier thought for a long time, perhaps longer than any person could stand being silent in such a situation. "I have a plan to move Gregorovich into the city. With such a heroic and presitigous status, I'm hoping Loyalist forces will think twice about firing on me. With the bulk of the army loyal to him, he'll easily repulse any coup the Party members try. With no army, the Party members will have to concede defeat. And the war will be over."

"And you can sleep for once, Premier," General Marco said.

"And I could sleep for once."

General Marco took the Premier's hand and shook it firmly. "Remember 1948? Massacre at Port Nugeux? It would have been a total massacre if it wasn't for you. You saved us."

General Marco saluted. "Honor serving you, sir. I'll do everything I can to make this as easy for you as possible, without arousing suspicion. For old times' sake."

Premier Mikhailovich managed to smile. "Thanks."

To: All Allied Nations
Decrypting.
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Office of Naval Intelligence

We've repurposed 3 of our operatives. We'll have them impersonate Kolgev's men/women. We'll extract Kolgev or the high-ranking officer controlling the troops. We'll see how well they can last without a leader.

[END]

Kolgev Border Patrol
0435 Local Time

The soldiers creeped around. They raised their Algeristani AKs at a rustle in a bush. Just a rabbit. One went back to his scout car, he was going to radio in the ok. He never got there.

Suddenly coughs from silenced sub-machine guns tore through the air. The soldiers were all targeted at once, they dropped their weapons, and fell to the ground; dead. The Leafanistani operatives moved forward, they grabbed the bodies and pulled them away into a waiting rebel scout car. They also drove away the scout car, it was the 3rd "catch" of the morning, and it would be the last. This would be all they need to infiltrate Kolgev's power structure.

OOC: I'm working on a computer that is so corrupted and bug-ridden the background is literally held hostage by spyware. So far I've patched it together enough to get me here. My main rig will be back shortly, I hope.

"Obviously, the first plan of action would be to determine the corrupt officials, those who have control the Premier. Once we have identified them, I believe we can have some of our in-country HCIA agents...silence them, posing as Kolgev agents. I will talk to the senior HCIA agent at camp and see if his superiors at home can get in contact with the Premier or one of the other Loyalists and see what we can find out from them. Any assistance your nation can provide in this regard would be most helpful as well.

"Forgive me if I seem rude, Countess, but is that all, or did you wish to speak to me about more?"

"One last thing. If our plans go badly— the party regains full control and begins to elminate the rebels, I wish to offer you a means of survival. I do not believe our plans will fail, but 'The best laid plans...'. You can be granted asylum in Lishtan, if so you desire. It would be a pity for the world to lose the noble Jack Whittier." The countess laughed, not a mocking or evil laugh, but what could best be described as a light-hearted laugh, suiting the nature of the last statement.

"One last thing. If our plans go badly— the party regains full control and begins to elminate the rebels, I wish to offer you a means of survival. I do not believe our plans will fail, but 'The best laid plans...'. You can be granted asylum in Lishtan, if so you desire. It would be a pity for the world to lose the noble Jack Whittier." The countess laughed, not a mocking or evil laugh, but what could best be described as a light-hearted laugh, suiting the nature of the last statement.

Whittier smiled. "I should hope that it does not come to that, but I appreciate your offer nonetheless. I do have assets I can use to escape, but if things get to the point where my survival is threatened, then I doubt they will be able to offer much assistance. Put simply: if you offer me asylum, I would not be one to turn you down.

"Before we part, I must ask you, however: if the Party turns on the rebels, where will your loyalties lay?"

OOC: away on vacation for the next ten days. Until then, consider Lishtan forces waiting in the northern city.

OOC: away on vacation for the next ten days. Until then, consider Lishtan forces waiting in the northern city.

OOC: Roger that, have fun!

Whittier smiled. "I should hope that it does not come to that, but I appreciate your offer nonetheless. We do have a destroyer off the coast, but if things get to the point where my survival is threatened, then I doubt they will be able to offer much assistance. Put simply: if you offer me asylum, I would not be one to turn you down.

"Before we part, I must ask you, however: if the Party turns on the rebels, where will your loyalties lay?"

"I fully expect the Party will try to eliminate the rebels. Lishtan owes no loyalty to the Party: it is the Premier whom Arctep has decided to support. Arctep believes the situation will change before the Party has a chance to begin attacking the rebels. I doubt the Premier will go after the rebels; if he does, most likely Arctep will order our troops home. Arctep will not break his word, but he has no use for those who ignore reason. Personally, I tend towards the rebels. And I have influence of my own. I can probably retain New Emartia detattchment under my command. But I hope it doesn't come to this."

"I fully expect the Party will try to eliminate the rebels. Lishtan owes no loyalty to the Party: it is the Premier whom Arctep has decided to support. Arctep believes the situation will change before the Party has a chance to begin attacking the rebels. I doubt the Premier will go after the rebels; if he does, most likely Arctep will order our troops home. Arctep will not break his word, but he has no use for those who ignore reason. Personally, I tend towards the rebels. And I have influence of my own. I can probably retain New Emartia detattchment under my command. But I hope it doesn't come to this."

"Then we will not find ourselves facing one another in conflict. That is what I hoped to hear. Rest assured that if the Party turns on the rebels, I will personally lead the Halberdgardian Special Forces in the region to storm the Party Headquarters and kill them."

At this statement, he figured the Countess would be reasonably surprised.

"You see, Countess, now that I know I can trust you, I can tell you the truth. I am not a rebel. My name is Jack Whittier, and I am a colonel, but I am actually the leader of a Halberdgardian Special Forces C-Detachment. I command approximately 100 SOF personnel in Monitgnac, and I am also coordinating with 12 agents from our intelligence agency, the HCIA. I have been posing as the de facto leader of the rebels to hide our involvement in this war."

"Then we will not find ourselves facing one another in conflict. That is what I hoped to hear. Rest assured that if the Party turns on the rebels, I will personally lead the Halberdgardian Special Forces in the region to storm the Party Headquarters and kill them."

At this statement, he figured the Countess would be reasonably surprised.

"You see, Countess, now that I know I can trust you, I can tell you the truth. I am not a rebel. My name is Jack Whittier, and I am a colonel, but I am actually the leader of a Halberdgardian Special Forces C-Detachment. I command approximately 100 SOF personnel in Monitgnac, and I am also coordinating with 12 agents from our intelligence agency, the HCIA. I have been posing as the de facto leader of the rebels to hide our involvement in this war."

The Countess was quite surprised, but she did not show it. It was in her training to always appear as if she was in control.

"Unexpected. But it does not change anything. I will support you if it comes to it."

The Countess was quite surprised, but she did not show it. It was in her training to always appear as if she was in control.

"Unexpected. But it does not change anything. I will support you if it comes to it."

Whittier was internally surprised that the Countess showed no sign of shock at his statement. Either she's an emotionless drone, he thought, or she's a damn good actress. He was inclined to assume the latter.

"Excellent." He was about to say more, but one of his bodyguards stepped forward, tapped him on the shoulder, and whispered something in his ear. Whittier nodded as the man talked, then looked back at the Countess. "Well, I have just received news that Kraljevo has been re-taken, and that the combined Loyalist-rebel forces are swinging south to re-take New Market and annihilate Kolgev's forces once and for all. Not only that, but there are rumors that Kolgev himself is missing. No word on whether he's alive or dead.

"It would seem that this war is coming to a close, Countess. I'm just afraid that this war will be followed by another, and it'll be far more brutal than this one."

Whittier was internally surprised that the Countess showed no sign of shock at his statement. Either she's an emotionless drone, he thought, or she's a damn good actress. He was inclined to assume the latter.

"Excellent." He was about to say more, but one of his bodyguards stepped forward, tapped him on the shoulder, and whispered something in his ear. Whittier nodded as the man talked, then looked back at the Countess. "Well, I have just received news that Kraljevo has been re-taken, and that the combined Loyalist-rebel forces are swinging south to re-take New Market and annihilate Kolgev's forces once and for all. Not only that, but there are rumors that Kolgev himself is missing. No word on whether he's alive or dead.

"It would seem that this war is coming to a close, Countess. I'm just afraid that this war will be followed by another, and it'll be far more brutal than this one."

"Only if it comes to pass." One the Countess's own bodyguards suddenly came forward, holding a satellite phone. He handed it to here.

"Arctep," was all he said.

The Countess began speaking into the phone in a incomprhesible language. More of the same speach came out. This dialogue continued for half a minute.

"Sorry for the interruption. I was receiving the same information as you. But I have additional information. Arctep believes the premier is moving against the government, now. He also thinks General Marco is working with him. Bugs are wonderful things, aren't they. If the premier is successful, there will not be another war."

Tiny Prussia’s President Bauer sat at his desk with General Weber on speaker-phone:

“Well sir we brought Firebase Zulu under our control about an hour ago,” explained Weber.

“That’s good,” replied Bauer.

“Lucky for us Kolgev’s troops had already begun to withdraw from the firebase. Special Scout Teams spotted a column headed out on a main highway from the base.”

“So Am I right in assuming casualties were relatively low?’ asked Bauer.

“For us yes sir. But as far as Kolgev goes things weren’t so pretty for his men. A few bombing sorties sent the whole retreating column up in flames. As for the firebase, there were hardly any defenders left. Air strikes took out most of them and then we sent in the 1st Tank battalion with a few companies of Rebel infantry to mop up.”

“So what were our losses?”

“RPAM had about 14 guys killed and about 30 wounded. Strike Force Mike ended up with 7 guys killed and about 12 wounded.”

“Well,” said Bauer as he stuck a cigar in his mouth. “It’s good to see those bastards are running.”

“Yes sir. It looks to us like they might be giving up on that whole region. Contact between rebel units and Kolgev troops have decreased rapidly.”

“So whats the size of the Rebel force up to now?” asked Bauer.

“Well sir there are plenty of rebel fighters outside of our organized group but within the RPAM we’ve trained and armed close to 3,000 men.”

“Alright looks like your making good progress.”

“Thank you sir,” replied General Weber. “Next we’re planning on going after ‘Hotel California’ as it’s been codenamed.”

“Well before you do that I have some news.” He took a drink of his scotch before continuing. “The congress has finally finished voting on whether or not to get involved in Monitgnac and the voted in favor. So now your troops are officially in country. Also the regular army’s General Malley has been tasked with organizing a strike force to send into combat so you’ll be working with him from here on out.”

“Very good Mr. President.”

"Only if it comes to pass." One the Countess's own bodyguards suddenly came forward, holding a satellite phone. He handed it to here.

"Arctep," was all he said.

The Countess began speaking into the phone in a incomprehensible language. More of the same speech came out. This dialogue continued for half a minute.

"Sorry for the interruption. I was receiving the same information as you. But I have additional information. Arctep believes the premier is moving against the government, now. He also thinks General Marco is working with him. Bugs are wonderful things, aren't they. If the premier is successful, there will not be another war."

"An interesting development, to say the least. Perhaps I ought to send some Special Forces to the capitol to assist in his extraction. We can bring him back to rebel territory, or to one of the islands. And to hear that Marco is working with him is simultaneously reassuring and suspicious. Reassuring because it appears, at least superficially, that he is truly loyal to the Premier. Suspicious because we cannot be sure of where his true loyalties lie. I will send in an A-Detachment to the capitol to ensure the Premier's safety. We will then extract him to the point of his choosing."

Whittier signaled to one of his bodyguards, who nodded and headed off deeper into the forest with his radio out, to relay this order back to Whittier's XO, Major Kirkland, who was acting commander of the Halberdgardian SOLE team until Whittier returned from his meeting with the Countess.

OOC: Sorry for having not showin' up in a long time. And consider all my posts stupid and inconsiderate, and just ignore them. I'll start with a landing near new market.

IC: Brigader John Bradley ducked as a shell whizzed over his head, decimating two soldiers behind him. He jumped into a foxhole. there were 4 men in there. Only one was from his command. He saw a viper and picked it up. He pinpointed it at what he believed to be a Kolgev firing base. He fired and the recoil sent him backwards. He looked up just in timne to see the firing base blow up. Suddenly from all around him in other foxholes more vipers fired and the shells stopped falling. With almost no opposition, Bradly led the troops across the forests to a plain near New Market.

Later that night, a M475 transport truck was rolling across the plains. Nobod saw it.

OOC: Sorry for having not showin' up in a long time. And consider all my posts stupid and inconsiderate, and just ignore them. I'll start with a landing near new market.

IC: Brigader John Bradley ducked as a shell whizzed over his head, decimating two soldiers behind him. He jumped into a foxhole. there were 4 men in there. Only one was from his command. He saw a viper and picked it up. He pinpointed it at what he believed to be a Kolgev firing base. He fired and the recoil sent him backwards. He looked up just in timne to see the firing base blow up. Suddenly from all around him in other foxholes more vipers fired and the shells stopped falling. With almost no opposition, Bradly led the troops across the forests to a plain near New Market.

Later that night, a M475 transport truck was rolling across the plains. Nobod saw it.

OOC: Normally you don't RP enemy losses, but eh, a viper to a fire base...hard to survive from.

Kolgev Remote Outpost
Kolgev-controlled Territory Outskirts
0150 Local Time

The night patrol was asleep again. The commander walked toward his booth, he was going to wake that guard up with a pistol shot right by the ear. Scare him awake. The commander liked that. But he never reached the booth. About 14 meters from it, a rebel held a RPG-16. He loaded a 40mm Anti-personnel grenade into it and picked up the launcher. He lined up his shot and fired. The grenade streaked toward the booth and utterly destroyed it. The commander was thrown back several decimeters. Shrapnel flew into the air.

Suddenly the forest around them filled with such firing. Kalashnikov light machinegun fire tore into the troop tents and guard booths. Thermobaric RPGs flew down from the forest igniting tents, equipment and people. Then the Leafanstani agents flew out and opened fire with silenced MP-5K on the standing soldiers. Most were killed or wounded in the original starting fire. A few picked up weapons and fired back. They were quickly mowed down by a hail of lead. The only scout car remaining was stolen, the bodies dragged into the forest, the wrecked tents were carefully removed. It was like the Outpost was never there.

Residence of Premier Mikhailovich, Monitgnac, Monitgnac

The A-Detachment walked among the teeming masses of humanity, barely noticed by most despite their odd appearance among civilians.

Probably because we look like just another group of foreign soldiers to them. The unmarked uniforms probably don't hurt, either, Captain Craig Pratt thought to himself. It's amazing that the civvies here are so used to it now.

The twelve Special Forces men had made their way into the capitol rather easily (compared to some areas they'd had to infiltrate before), probably because they had managed to evade the Communist checkpoints most likely to give them trouble. Now, they were at the Premier's residence, to assist in his extraction from the clutches of the corrupted Party leaders.

[OOC: Monitgnac, if you'd like to give me an idea on security at the Premier's residence, layout of the grounds, etc., I can go on from here. Assume that the SF men are still out of sight to the guards of the residence, as they'd prefer to avoid trouble with the guards and just go straight to the Premier, if at all possible.]

[OOC: Monitgnac, if you'd like to give me an idea on security at the Premier's residence, layout of the grounds, etc., I can go on from here. Assume that the SF men are still out of sight to the guards of the residence, as they'd prefer to avoid trouble with the guards and just go straight to the Premier, if at all possible.]


Well, to be honest, i didn't see him getting rescued quite yet. Although he is, essentially, under house arrest, Mikhailovich has a broader plan to make things easier for everyone.

First: Bring in troops into the capital for "defense". Currently, all the troops in the capital are not only loyal to the state, their officers are personally loyal to the Party members and thus not specifically alligned with the Premier. They would stop every attempt to get him out and even though protected by Spec Ops, its too risky to attempt without further support. Lishtan has 100 bodyguards already there in the compoundso they will help you, but again to risky. Instead, Mikahailovich planned to use the Party greatest weapon against them: Gregorovich.

Gregorovich is practically a Monitgnac "George Washington". His stories have been trumpeted all over the media and spoken aloud at troop campfires that he is a model hero known by all, and consequently a propaganda tool used by the Party to increase morale. However, Gregorovich's prestige is going to work against them. Gregorovich is presumably going to be moved to the capital for defense (against you and the allies). When Mikhailovich flees, he's going to hand over the army to Gregorovich. Slowly, General Marco is moving loyal units of the Premier to the capital, and with these forces, the bulk of the Monitgnac army, the Party isn't even going to bother showing there head, and their forces would be quickly routed by Gregoroivch.

Second: To accomplish this, Mikhailovich needs to go to the Monitgnac National News Network, the state-run television station of Monitgnac. There, he is going to offer his resignation and hand the troops over Gregorovich over t.v. and radio. Otherwise, the army is going to be handed over to the Party, and that's not a good thing. After this, they will not only try to capture Mikahailovich, but make him give the army over to the Party and then kill him. However, since there will be a large military presence of loyal troops to the Premier, it will be much more difficult for them.

Third: Mikhailovich cannot be flown directly out. While the Party does not suspect Mikhailovich's plan, they suspect he will eventually try to escape and thus the helipad is guarded by Monitgnac troops in the Presidential Palace. Furthermore, the city's air defenses would focus on any helicopter at the hint of an escape. Also, even if you do manage to escape, there is nowhere to land that is not still in Monitgnac hands without drop tanks. With drop tanks, you can, but if the military sees a plan with drop tanks on it, they will shoot it down.

The only way out is to drive out. With the presence of Gregorovich's troops, it will be a lot easier to escape. Regardless, it will still be dangerous. Mikhailovich's best hope is drive to the Monitgnac International Airport, which is on the outskirts of the city and far from at least some of the city's air defenses, and board one of the two 727 Presidential airplanes. In addition to chaffs and flares, the aircraft also looks like a regular civilian 727 on radar, and air traffic control would designate the 727 civilian. By time the Party knew what happened, Mikhailovich would have escaped.

Anyway, this is my initial plan. Hope this helps. Later, when he does make his escape, you won't need to know the layout of the Palace anyway because there's no difficulty getting him out, he'll be waiting on the curb :)

As my troops are just sitting here doing nothing, i am pulling out all my troops(400,000), with the exception of 1500 special forces operatives.

Well, to be honest, i didn't see him getting rescued quite yet. Although he is, essentially, under house arrest, Mikhailovich has a broader plan to make things easier for everyone.

First: Bring in troops into the capital for "defense". Currently, all the troops in the capital are not only loyal to the state, their officers are personally loyal to the Party members and thus not specifically alligned with the Premier. They would stop every attempt to get him out and even though protected by Spec Ops, its too risky to attempt without further support. Lishtan has 100 bodyguards already there in the compoundso they will help you, but again to risky. Instead, Mikahailovich planned to use the Party greatest weapon against them: Gregorovich.

OOC: Ah, but Halberdgardian forces in all of Monitgnac number only about 112 (including the A-Detachment already in the capitol), so that's a bit of a problem. We can't just ditch the rebels, hence just the one A-Detachment. Any more than that, they'd probably be noticed (twelve heavily armed men in unmarked uniforms is cutting it close already). And we can't send in rebels, of course, or else Mikhailovich and the Party would see it as a rebel double-cross. My plan for them was to get in, have Mikhailovich go, "Who the hell are you and what the hell are you doing in my house?", everybody threatens one another for a little bit, and then when he finally realizes they're there to help, they stay with him, basically as additional bodyguards for his escape (I didn't know Lishtan had that many bodyguards with Mikhailovich already, and as he's on vacation, they might not be doing much anyways).

Gregorovich is practically a Monitgnac "George Washington". His stories have been trumpeted all over the media and spoken aloud at troop campfires that he is a model hero known by all, and consequently a propaganda tool used by the Party to increase morale. However, Gregorovich's prestige is going to work against them. Gregorovich is presumably going to be moved to the capital for defense (against you and the allies). When Mikhailovich flees, he's going to hand over the army to Gregorovich. Slowly, General Marco is moving loyal units of the Premier to the capital, and with these forces, the bulk of the Monitgnac army, the Party isn't even going to bother showing there head, and their forces would be quickly routed by Gregoroivch.

Second: To accomplish this, Mikhailovich needs to go to the Monitgnac National News Network, the state-run television station of Monitgnac. There, he is going to offer his resignation and hand the troops over Gregorovich over t.v. and radio. Otherwise, the army is going to be handed over to the Party, and that's not a good thing. After this, they will not only try to capture Mikahailovich, but make him give the army over to the Party and then kill him. However, since there will be a large military presence of loyal troops to the Premier, it will be much more difficult for them.

Third: Mikhailovich cannot be flown directly out. While the Party does not suspect Mikhailovich's plan, they suspect he will eventually try to escape and thus the helipad is guarded by Monitgnac troops in the Presidential Palace. Furthermore, the city's air defenses would focus on any helicopter at the hint of an escape. Also, even if you do manage to escape, there is nowhere to land that is not still in Monitgnac hands without drop tanks. With drop tanks, you can, but if the military sees a plan with drop tanks on it, they will shoot it down.

The only way out is to drive out. With the presence of Gregorovich's troops, it will be a lot easier to escape. Regardless, it will still be dangerous. Mikhailovich's best hope is drive to the Monitgnac International Airport, which is on the outskirts of the city and far from at least some of the city's air defenses, and board one of the two 727 Presidential airplanes. In addition to chaffs and flares, the aircraft also looks like a regular civilian 727 on radar, and air traffic control would designate the 727 civilian. By time the Party knew what happened, Mikhailovich would have escaped.

Anyway, this is my initial plan. Hope this helps. Later, when he does make his escape, you won't need to know the layout of the Palace anyway because there's no difficulty getting him out, he'll be waiting on the curb :)

OOC: Nice plan. I'm assuming that this is just to get him out of the country while the corrupt Party members are rounded up? The rebels would probably like to help with that, if it's OK with you. If this is the plan to get Mikhailovich out while we're dealing with the Party, is he going to come back as Premier, or will he hand the reins over to someone else?

OOC: Ah, but Halberdgardian forces in all of Monitgnac number only about 112 (including the A-Detachment already in the capitol), so that's a bit of a problem. We can't just ditch the rebels, hence just the one A-Detachment. Any more than that, they'd probably be noticed (twelve heavily armed men in unmarked uniforms is cutting it close already). And we can't send in rebels, of course, or else Mikhailovich and the Party would see it as a rebel double-cross. My plan for them was to get in, have Mikhailovich go, "Who the hell are you and what the hell are you doing in my house?", everybody threatens one another for a little bit, and then when he finally realizes they're there to help, they stay with him, basically as additional bodyguards for his escape (I didn't know Lishtan had that many bodyguards with Mikhailovich already, and as he's on vacation, they might not be doing much anyways).

The troops that would be entering the capital would be (or "are" since it's already going on) Monitgnac troops. I'm afraid to let rebel troops into the capital because most of Monitgnac is somewhat "brainwashed" or biased agains the rebels. The rebels are the minority in the battle; most of Monitgnac does not support the democratic movement. 35%-40% support the rebellion, mostly those farther away from the governmnet, such as New Market and Port Salem. Those north of the river, being close to the central governmnet, are in its sphere of influence, thus making true integration difficult.

Earlier you or one of the other allies mentioned something about the Premier letting in democratic reforms but keeping the socialist compontent(or communist portion intact, at least until a democratic governmnet could be introduced). that will probably the best course of action.


OOC: Nice plan. I'm assuming that this is just to get him out of the country while the corrupt Party members are rounded up? The rebels would probably like to help with that, if it's OK with you. If this is the plan to get Mikhailovich out while we're dealing with the Party, is he going to come back as Premier, or will he hand the reins over to someone else?

Yeah, but they'll most likely be rounded up quickly. Mikhailovich will retire, he has had enough understandably, but will help in the rebuilding. Gregorovich is the most obvious choice, although he is only about 24 years old, too young by most to be President. General Marco is old enough, but many will see him as a traitor. Perhaps relatives of the monarchy that was overthrown will be in power. The DPFM or rebels are probably going to push for your own Jack Whittier since he is a good leader, effective, popular, and even though a foreigner, well versed in Monitgnac culture and not corrupt, as many politicians are. Whether or not he accepts of course, is up to you.

If Gregorovich will not be head of the government, then he will probably be the head of the military or newly formed special forces, with General Marco retired, but a military adivsor. We might ask for Whittier to be a military advisor or diplomat to Monitgnac, as well as other foreigners, such as Grunts and Elites' Brigadier General John Bradley, Tiny Prussia's General Webber, Lishtan's Countess, and Leafanistan's head commander as well.
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The troops that would be entering the capital would be (or "are" since it's already going on) Monitgnac troops. I'm afraid to let rebel troops into the capital because most of Monitgnac is somewhat "brainwashed" or biased agains the rebels. The rebels are the minority in the battle; most of Monitgnac does not support the democratic movement. 35%-40% support the rebellion, mostly those farther away from the governmnet, such as New Market and Port Salem. Those north of the river, being close to the central governmnet, are in its sphere of influence, thus making true integration difficult.

OOC: Hence my statement about how we couldn't let the rebels themselves come into help, and hence the A-Detachment. I'm guessing, though, that the SF boys I sent in aren't going to see much action until Mikhailovich springs his plan. Should I just RP them as waiting nearby until he makes his move?

Earlier you or one of the other allies mentioned something about the Premier letting in democratic reforms but keeping the socialist compontent(or communist portion intact, at least until a democratic governmnet could be introduced). that will probably the best course of action.

OOC: Yeah, I think that was me. I figured it was a good compromise; I have nothing against a socialist economy if it works and the people are relatively free. For awhile, my own nation was classified as a socialist democracy. Apparently I tinkered with the economy too much. ;)

Yeah, but they'll most likely be rounded up quickly. Mikhailovich will retire, he has had enough understandably, but will help in the rebuilding. Gregorovich is the most obvious choice, although he is only about 24 years old, too young by most to be President. General Marco is old enough, but many will see him as a traitor. Perhaps relatives of the monarchy that was overthrown will be in power. The DPFM or rebels are probably going to push for your own Jack Whittier since he is a good leader, effective, popular, and even though a foreigner, well versed in Monitgnac culture and not corrupt, as many politicians are. Whether or not he accepts of course, is up to you.

If Gregorovich will not be head of the government, then he will probably be the head of the military or newly formed special forces, with General Marco retired, but a military adivsor. We might ask for Whittier to be a military advisor or diplomat to Monitgnac, as well as other foreigners, such as Grunts and Elites' Brigadier General John Bradley, Tiny Prussia's General Webber, Lishtan's Countess, and Leafanistan's head commander as well.

OOC: Well, it's awfully nice of you to offer Whittier (a.k.a. me) the reins of power, but out of respect for you, I have to politely decline (if Whittier is ICly nominated, I'll write up an IC speech where he thanks his nominators, but declines, just for formality's sake). It's your nation: you should run it. I (and Whittier) don't have any problem seeing Gregorovich become Premier if he's a good leader and is willing. I'll probably have Whittier stay on as a military advisor to help rebuild and modernize Monitgnac's military (I believe you said your air force and navy needed some help), and he might possibly be assigned as our ambassador to Monitgnac, since we'll probably open up formal diplomatic relations with the new administration following the war. However, HSOF will probably want to hold onto Whittier as an SF man; after all, he's experienced and damn good at SpecOps, and he's a good leader, too. They're not just going to give him away to the Diplomatic Corps, you know. ;)

*poke*

Doth it liveth?

*pokes back*

Eeee! Should've removed the bayonet first. Sorry!

(I'll post tomorrow, or later on this server's day, but not now. i've been very busy these few days.)

*pokes back*

Eeee! Should've removed the bayonet first. Sorry!

(I'll post tomorrow, or later on this server's day, but not now. i've been very busy these few days.)

OOC: Roger that. BTW, it seems like most of the participants of this have ditched or forgotten about it...the only people who've really been active here lately are you, me, Leafanistan, and Lishtan, though he/she is gone on vacation for awhile...

OOC: Roger that. BTW, it seems like most of the participants of this have ditched or forgotten about it...the only people who've really been active here lately are you, me, Leafanistan, and Lishtan, though he/she is gone on vacation for awhile...

OOC: I'll be participating, but it shall be down for a bit. I've gotten a 9-5 job at a medical laboratory. And the new Halo 2 maps are out. Me and the guys formally of the now-defunct HBO Lekgolos are going to go nuts. Also on the 13th, I'll be at the airport picking up my gf and then proceding to buy her a Dr. Pepper, which apprantly is nearly impossible to find in Costa Rica.

The Leafanistani agents moved into the capital city. Dressed as civilians they drove up in a car they hijacked off the highway a few hours previous. They were carrying the latest in Leafanistani covert weaponry. A flashlight that used polymers and LEDs to create a blinding light and a powerful last-ditch blunt weapon. Plastic throwing knives, the newest out of R&D. And the PDW-07 Helical Magazine Caseless Polymer Weapon or Guerilla as the company nicknamed it. And another variation on all plastic caseless weapon the Renegade pistol. Their mission? Establish a Leafanistani, far-infrared narrow-beam LASER relay station in the country. From there a satellite in precise geosync orbit would link up with the relay station. It could now be used to accurately provide cruise missile and artillery strikes within the city. The agents rented an apartment and moved in. They set up everything, a TV that became the transmitter, the VCR that was the encryption unit, and a computer keyboard that was the data input device. All could be used as a TV, VCR and keyboard, but close inspection would reveal odd cables. From their building they noted the Party HQ, and several military positions in the city. In case the extraction gets hot, fire would be layed down quickly.

They also wrote down the names of resturants and bars, to help set up meeting areas for the rest of their team.

2 hours later: Another team moved, a man and a woman, dressed as a loving couple. Willing to engage in sex in case the police tried to raid their position. They carried the same weaponry, and rented a hotel room. They then walked down Main St, there the other team covertly handed them the list of the resturants and bars. All with cryptic numbers next to each name, only 3 meant anything to the operatives. Counted from top to bottom, they showed High Father's Birthdate in Military Notation. (Day Month Year)

30 minutes later: A Leafanistani agent pulled one of the Halberdgardian scouts in the city into a bar pretending to be a good friend. "My good friend! Come with me have a drink, you must tell me of your wife, what do they call her? Colonel? She's a hardass for sure, why do you stay with her? So hows things been Jack? Still friends with Whittier? You know I've heard that my father, the high man himself is interested in his startup here? *wink*."

OOC: I'll be participating, but it shall be down for a bit. I've gotten a 9-5 job at a medical laboratory. And the new Halo 2 maps are out. Me and the guys formally of the now-defunct HBO Lekgolos are going to go nuts. Also on the 13th, I'll be at the airport picking up my gf and then proceding to buy her a Dr. Pepper, which apprantly is nearly impossible to find in Costa Rica.

OOC: The new job sounds cool; what will you be doing at the lab? As for what you're doing on the 13th: where do you live, man? Your GF lives in Costa Rica? That's pretty cool.

30 minutes later: A Leafanistani agent pulled one of the Halberdgardian scouts in the city into a bar pretending to be a good friend. "My good friend! Come with me have a drink, you must tell me of your wife, what do they call her? Colonel? She's a hardass for sure, why do you stay with her? So hows things been Jack? Still friends with Whittier? You know I've heard that my father, the high man himself is interested in his startup here? *wink*."

The SF man, one of the few who'd changed into civilian clothes to reconnoiter the capital city, grinned at the numerous codewords and references that the Leafanistani agent had said.

"Mac! Jesus, it's been too long," he said, shaking the agent's hand vigorously. "How've you been? You're quite a ways from home for a startup. Your father must be doing well if he's got his business reaching all the way out here. Did he ever decide which VC (OOC: venture capitalist) group to go with? That firm with rebellious board members? The one run by that military-type? Or those guys who act like Commies?"

OOC: I'm here, just had comp down for a few days there, but back and all read up.

OOC: The new job sounds cool; what will you be doing at the lab? As for what you're doing on the 13th: where do you live, man? Your GF lives in Costa Rica? That's pretty cool.


OOC: I'm supposed to be doing a website for them, but my supervisor has to leave for Denmark to visit his sick mother. So I'm just going to fine-tune my PHP skills until then. My GF is NYC based like me, she is in Costa Rica helping underprivaledged children.

Leafanistani Agent: "You know how my father is! Here sit down let me buy you a drink." The agent pulled out a few bills and bought 2 drinks. "In the presense of his advisors its all 'The firm, they have a strong base in the people.' Though those 'commies' as you call them are also good. Sometimes its best to root for the underdog right? I've heard they may just join the firm as the new board of advisors for the big guy eh? Anyway, I've been meaning to speak to the boss of the firm. But my time here is short. Would you mind dropping off my business proposal?" The agent removes an evenvalope with a wax seal on the back, inside the Leafanistani forces strenght was listed. "And another copy for your bosses eyes. We've been meaning to work together on something larger. You could make a lot of money in this field if you play your cards right and with the right people. But don't take that as a threat." The agent in one massive gulp downs the drink. "Argh! This isn't as good as the stuff you can get back home, but it kills brain cells just the same. Take care of my business plans, make sure they get where they need to go. You know how it is in this world. All cloak and dagger?" The agent laughed vigoriously. "So anything new from Jack?"

OOC: I'm supposed to be doing a website for them, but my supervisor has to leave for Denmark to visit his sick mother. So I'm just going to fine-tune my PHP skills until then. My GF is NYC based like me, she is in Costa Rica helping underprivaledged children.

OOC: Wow. That's some great work your girlfriend is doing.

Leafanistani Agent: "You know how my father is! Here sit down let me buy you a drink." The agent pulled out a few bills and bought 2 drinks. "In the presense of his advisors its all 'The firm, they have a strong base in the people.' Though those 'commies' as you call them are also good. Sometimes its best to root for the underdog right? I've heard they may just join the firm as the new board of advisors for the big guy eh? Anyway, I've been meaning to speak to the boss of the firm. But my time here is short. Would you mind dropping off my business proposal?" The agent removes an evenvalope with a wax seal on the back, inside the Leafanistani forces strenght was listed. "And another copy for your bosses eyes. We've been meaning to work together on something larger. You could make a lot of money in this field if you play your cards right and with the right people. But don't take that as a threat." The agent in one massive gulp downs the drink. "Argh! This isn't as good as the stuff you can get back home, but it kills brain cells just the same. Take care of my business plans, make sure they get where they need to go. You know how it is in this world. All cloak and dagger?" The agent laughed vigoriously. "So anything new from Jack?"

"Yeah, I'll get this to the right man," the SF man said, taking the envelope. "Cloak and dagger, that's for sure. As for Jack, he's off on one of his usual drumming-up-business trips. Meeting with some foreign VC, I think. She was a relative of some Countess from a country called Lishtan, I think. Odd. Anyway, Jack said she seemed quite interested in lending a hand, but she'll have to check with her higher-ups back home before she can actually commit anything. From the sound of things, they might be already be funding other companies in the area, too, so that might be the reason for the delay. Jack himself actually hasn't returned from his trip yet, this is all just stuff he told me over the phone."

"Yeah, I'll get this to the right man," the SF man said, taking the envelope. "Cloak and dagger, that's for sure. As for Jack, he's off on one of his usual drumming-up-business trips. Meeting with some foreign VC, I think. She was a relative of some Countess from a country called Lishtan, I think. Odd. Anyway, Jack said she seemed quite interested in lending a hand, but she'll have to check with her higher-ups back home before she can actually commit anything. From the sound of things, they might be already be funding other companies in the area, too, so that might be the reason for the delay. Jack himself actually hasn't returned from his trip yet, this is all just stuff he told me over the phone."

"Good, good." Well if you need me here is my hotel." The agent removes the hotel's business card out of his pocket and hands it to the Halberdgardian scout. "I'm staying with my wife. So if there is a 'Do not Disturb', do not disturb alright?" The agent got up, put a tip on the table and left the bar.

"Good, good." Well if you need me here is my hotel." The agent removes the hotel's business card out of his pocket and hands it to the Halberdgardian scout. "I'm staying with my wife. So if there is a 'Do not Disturb', do not disturb alright?" The agent got up, put a tip on the table and left the bar.

"Yeah, I know what you mean," the SF man said, grinning. He took the card, and shook the agent's hand again. "Take care of yourself, Mac. And say hi to Cindy for me!"

After the agent left, the SF man downed the last of his drink, tipped the bartender, and left the bar. He'd show Captain Pratt the intel he'd picked up, then go back west to take it back to HQ.

A black limousine pulled up to the front steps of the Presidential Palace. The driver hurriedly rushed out of the limo to open the door and out stepped Lieutenant Greogorivich, though not in his military attire.

The Premier, testing his luck, met the hero outside, instead of inside in the safety of the lobby.

"My friend," Mikhailovich said, "We have much to talk about. Come."

Gregorovich followed Mikhailovich around . He walked inside into the lobby. He then walked up the grand steps, halting on a landing, and continued up to the second floor, where a golden, ornate chandelier hung from the dome ceiling.

Mikhailovich continued down the East Wing, walking down a windowed hallway. He paused and took a left, then a right and finally arrived at his office. General Marco was sitting inside.

"General," Gregorovich said.

"Leave us General," the premier asked.

General Marco left and took a sentry position outside.

Gregorovich sat in a chair in front of the Premier's desk while the premier sat in his.

"I have something serious and very demanding to ask of you, Gregorovich," the premier said in a serious tone. "Now, as you know, Kolgev's forces are pushed back, and remain in the New Market area. They no longer have the capablility to launch any considerable offense against us. Now for something unreleased to the media yet: Kolgev is missing. The whereabouts of him are unknown and it is only a matter of time before his high command surrenders. When they do so, it'll be just us and the rebels.

The problem is it is going to be us against the rebels, which also means us against a considerable amount of the international community, which I'm afraid, no matter our patriotism and spirit, we cannot beat. We cannot realistically beat them, and it would be foolish to think so.

The Party HQ thinks it can beat them by pulling up a defenseive force along the river and major cities to stop. While this will certainly delay them, eventually they will win. If this happens, the Party HQ has decided to nuke the city of Monitgnac to prevent it from falling into enemy hands.

Yes, you may be surprised that we do in fact have nuclear weapons. Or did. Three ICBMs to be exact, installed courtesy of the Soviet Union to prevent an invasion from any powers. Due to fiscal problems, two were taken apart and destroyed. The third ICBM, however, was a different story. It too, was destroyed, but the detonation and nuclear component of it is still around, hidden by the government. I do not know where it is."

"Wait, why don't you stop them?" Gregorovich asked.

"I cannot, I have no control, I do not run this country, the party does. I have lost all power and now I just remain as a figurehead. I am under house arrest, and cannot leave the city, and cannot leave the Palace unless under strict supervision and under directions from the party. Now this is a test for you. Where do your loyalties lie? Do you support the Party, or do you support the people?"

"I'd prefer if I just stayed out of it," Gregorovich said sheepishly.

"But you cannot! You will not! I, or the people, have enlisted you first! If you do not fight for us, then the party will make you fight for them! But use your head! You know deep down, you know from the casualties you have seen on the battlefield, you know the organization of the military, and the poverty rate of our citizens that we cannot win. And if we cannot win, are you going to endanger the lives of the two million citizens that live in and around the citizen, nevermind the millions more that will be killed in the war, or your friends and fellow soldiers? if that nuke, blows, how many people will die? Are you willing to be the cause of that because you did not want to help us?

"Your bullying and pitty tactics do not work on me, sir," Gregorovich said back. "The party is what keeps this country afloat. The party keeps us from having capitalist, ultra-rich entrepreneurs enslave us. The party is what is keeping our culture alive and preventing it from being fed to those Western dogs that have invaded our country! They may be nice now, but when they feed off our country's remains for their benefit, what will you say then?"

Mikahailovich put his hand on his forehead. "You do not get. You do not see. The party is not what is keeping us afloat, that is propaganda that we, and that includes myself, fed to your easily influenced minds when you were little. the party is what isolates us, and leads us to be stagnate, technologically backwards, and economically poor. The party embersare the ultra-rich, they feed off your work to enlarge their own. Have you ever seen their places? Large swimming pools, massive mansions, state-of-the-art computers, designer jeans, fast cars, pretty wives and mistresses. Do not let yourself be taken as a fool, they also feed off our country.

People will always try to take advantage of us, and at the very least, these countries will open trading and provide jobs. But these countries do not fight to 'destroy our culture' and devestate our lands. They are much more capable at doing that to other, richer, more resource-rich countries. If they were here to truly destroy us we would be standing right now in a pile of rubble instead of an office. Their intentions are noble, they do not come here to take advantage of us, and have allied with the rebels solely because they want a better way of life for all of you, as they have, without being so dangerously close to starvation as many Monitgnac are. You wil still have a country, a culture, a family to look foward to, and you will live a good life. So, are you with me?"

Gregorovich paused and thought, and thought some more, and thought about thinking, and thought out various outcomes and what Mikhailovich said. Finally he decided.

"I'm with you." Gregorovich held out his hand and Mikhailovich shook it.

"Are you sure? This is the last time to back away. You know, if you go and tell the party about this conversation, they'd pay a large reward for your loyalty to them. By agreeing, you also put yourself in danger now."

"Now, who's side are you on?" Gregorovich said.

Mikhailovich chuckled. "Yes, yes well, I decided to give you fair warning of your options. Now, your first priority is to find the nuke at all costs. Get moving."

Gregorovich left the office.

The Leafanistani agent wore the clothes of a Monitgnac soldier. He entered a small airbase outside the capital city with falsified documents. He went into the bathroom and attached a small sensor to the toilet. All conversations would be beamed via radio to a relay station he had planted underneath some tree-roots. There a land line carried it to another larger relay station for broadcast to an orbiting satellite. He then went into the restricted area of the base. He noticed biohazard signs and entered the lab. He took out a pen camera, snapped some photographs and left. He got into a car and drove away. His mission was complete.

The men checked their assault rifles.

"Check!" The squad's Sergeant yelled to a Lieutenant.

"That's the last of 'em, sir." the Lieutenant's aid yelled.

"Alright, very good." the Lieutenant, a member of Kolgev's faction, radioed to HQ. "All ready, sir."

The radio was silent and then replied back.

"Excellent. All units, advance."

The remants of the infantry, tank divisions, and airforce (mostly Hinds) began their push upward, for one last time. They knew it was doomed to fail, but it was the final struggle and hopefully, they would get better terms for a surrender.

Scattered gunfire erupted along the advancing columns as the units pounded through patrols and sentry positions, and isolated squads. Some of the men they dropped were so surprised, obviously not expecting a counterattack, that their eyes were wide open, still cluching their weapons.

Soon they began to met stiffer resistence.

OOC: I'm leaving it up to you all to take responsibility for some men killed, not a lot, just a patrol or two.

The Leafanistani Agents watched along with the rebels as Kolgev forces began to intrude on their forest. They'll run into surprises. They had set up traps all along the way. From land mines to massive explosives. Along the way there were 3 stolen scout cars with dead soldiers inside. If they tried to move one of the bodies it would trigger a jury-rigged pile of grenades and a repurposed 1,000 lb bomb (taken from bombings) hidden in the engine compartment. Anti-tank mines were placed along major paths. In the trees, rebels with Stinger Launchers, SA-7s and HN-5s awaited the arrival of the Helicoptors to down them with their fire.

The first few heard the Helicoptors and poked their heads up, they saw them as they closed in, at about 230m from the line of the AA launchers, they fired and climbed down the trees to run to places farther away.

105mm and 155mm artillery hidden in hills on the forest and in some cases dragged up into the trees waited for the tanks to get near to fire.

RPG-7 and RPG-16 patrols were caught first by the surprise attack. At least 4 had been mown down before they were able to resist harder. However other squads had moved into the forest and the trees to get a good sight on the tanks entering.

Machine gun nests in the forest opened up on the soldiers approaching, RPGs behind them fired their deadly payload of Thermobaric rounds, hoping to light the forest aflame to slow troop movements.

Most patrols caught off guard were able to retreat into the forest quickly, and waited for the enemy to approach, holding incideary grenades in their hands waiting for them.

17 rebels caught off guard, killed or wounded
1 Leafanistani Agent wounded escaping into the forest

Two hinds went down. One managed to crash land near Kolgev forces, the other one slammed into the ground not far from where it was shot at, the fate of the crew unknown.

The tanks were slowed by mines. One was blown up instantly, the others in their wisdom, pulled back. The infantry continued. They continued around the main concentration of Leafistani troops and tried to hit from the west, avoiding the carefully made defenses. They men shouted and charged through brush and leaves only to dodge behind a tree or hit the dirt when a machine gun reared its ugly head. Some quickly made ground against the defenders, being in pistol distance. Most continued up steep slopes trying to get within that distances, some being blown up by mines, some being shot, some deserting before they would reach that distance.

OOC: iIm going to post casualities around the time the army desintegrates, which it will.

The Leafanistani advisors pulled back a bit. One emptied his rifle into a soldier who made the mistake of trying to get a view of the position. The artillery opened up on the battlefield in front of them. The rebels started moving backward. The lead Leafanistani advisor called for an airstrike knowing full well this could involve Leafanistan officially. They weren't prepared for this.

An orbiting Leafanistani C-130 with 5 Raptor escorts, technically an "aid" aircraft heard the message and moved inbound. It was carrying small "butterfly mines" meant for anti-personnel use they were about hte size of two fists and camoflauged with the ground. Set with timers they detonated 3 days after their deployment, to prevent friendlies from getting hurt. The Raptors would take down the helicoptors. Inbound in 10 minutes.

The rebels regrouped and charged the enemy. Armed with any gun they had (mostly ARs, though large minority have RPGs, rest have SMGs) they climbed form tree to tree, firing on the soldiers below, many using white phosphorus grenades to set off nearby brush to start mroe fires. It was starting to work.

Moving into the 170m range, the anti-air soldiers were taking light casualties, mostly from retalitatory helicoptor fire. They were adept at tree climbing and camoflauge, finding them was hard. At 160m they raised their heads again and fired a massive volley (about 60 rockets now heading for helicoptors).

The RPG patrols from the far side of the forest were called in. Flanking the tanks from the east, they fired 12 tandem HEAT rounds at the tank collom before fading away into the forest again. 1 was killed by machine gun fire.

Farther into the forest, the rebels got word of the attack, and loaded up their remaining 155mm and 175mm artillery in the forest, and opened fire on the plains just beyond it, where the tanks were reported to be.

Casualties

Leafanistani Advisor has snuck out in stolen scout car to a rebel hospital
30 more killed
17 wounded but still fighting
5 wounded incapable of fighting

General Malley sat with General Weber in his office on speaker phone with Colonel Harris:


"Kolgev's men are advancing!" said Harris.

"Are you sure about this?" asked Malley.

"Positive sir...Scouts and recon are showing that they've been engaging mostly Leafanistani troops...They haven't lost many men yet."

"I don't understand," said Weber. "This is doomed to fail. The number of men against them is overwhelming."

"Sir it's almost inevitable that the offensive will be turned back...But they still have the strength to do damage."

"They're gonna go down...But they're gonna go down fightin like a son of a bitch," said Weber.

"Do you have specific orders for me General Weber?" asked Harris.

"Yes Colonel...group the 1st-10th provisional rebel companies, into the 1st provisional brigade, and send them into the shit. Support the advance with Fox, Bear, and Wolf special forces companies. Also get air cav and the bomber squadrons in the air clearin the way for them."

"Yes sir!"


Harris hung up and the call was over.


"What do you need from my men Weber?" asked General Malley.

"I need you to Keep them standing by to ship in country when Im ready."

"Weber my men can't help with your operations if they're waiting at airports in Tiny Prussia."

"Malley I think it would be better for me and the Army Special Forces Group if you kept out of most of our in country operations...Colonel Harris will need your aid in crushing Kolgev once and for all but for the time being your help isn't needed."

"Alright," said Malley. "I won't raise a fuss about this crap but when Strike Force Novemeber ends up in country you'll be damn glad we're there."

OOC: I'm back!

Unfortunately, there doesn't seem for their to be much for me to do, yet. 30,000 troops are based north of New Market, and 20,000 are in the northern city, for anyone who needs to know.

OOC: I'm back!

Unfortunately, there doesn't seem for their to be much for me to do, yet. 30,000 troops are based north of New Market, and 20,000 are in the northern city, for anyone who needs to know.

OOC: Welcome back! Perhaps we ought to have Whittier and the Countess go their separate ways now? ;)

OOC: Welcome back! Perhaps we ought to have Whittier and the Countess go their separate ways now? ;)

Yes, I had actually assumed it had already happened.

IC: "Well, colonel, we both have our responsibilities. Farewell." The countess shook Whittier's hand, and walk gracefully and quickly into the forest whence she came, followed by her two body guards.

Yes, I had actually assumed it had already happened.

IC: "Well, colonel, we both have our responsibilities. Farewell." The countess shook Whittier's hand, and walk gracefully and quickly into the forest whence she came, followed by her two body guards.

OOC: Oh, my bad.

IC: "Indeed, our responsibilities number many, Countess. Farewell." Whittier and his bodyguards watched the Countess and her two bodyguards head back into the forest. Then, swiftly as the wind, they melted back into the foliage.

OOC: They are rebel troops! I'm not involved, until about now....

The Leafanistani Raptors got target locks on the enemy helicoptors. Radar locks for all 10 Sidewinder missiles. The raptors lined up their targets and fired. Then they pulled up to defend the C-130 which was about to deploy its deadly payload. Then the sky opened up and dozens of little butterfly mines fell upon the advancing troops. Leafanistan had entered the war, with a series of kick-ass explosions. The airborne now moved back to the supercarrier out at sea. Leafanistani advisors aboard began discussing what to do.

Admiral Wade Johnson was in charge of the "peacekeeping" force in Monitgnac waters. He knew what must be done. He sent a communique to the government forces.

From: Admiral Wade Johnson, Leafanistani Republican Navy
To: Monitgnac Government

As of this moment you should be getting reports that Leafanistani planes have entered your airspace and fired. They have fired upon Kolgev troops not Monitgnac government troops. As of this moment we are involved and on your side. We have operators in the forest where Kolgev struck first, using guerilla tactics to soften them up before your troops get there. As of this moment we have decided to deploy our Tiger and Spike attack helicoptors to help you secure the line. Hopefully this does not anger you too much.

Signed,
Admiral Wade Johnson
Leafanistani Republican Navy
The Glorious Republic of Leafanistan

From: Monitgnac Government
To: Admiral Wade Johnson

Although surprised at this sudden attack, and apparent violation of Monitgnac airspace, we do commend your attacks on rebel forces so long as you do not harm any Monitgnac civilians or threaten Monitgnac's soverignty.

Sincerely,
Premier Mikhailovich

A force of 5,000.

Now 2,500.

The causalties of Kolgev's men were horrendous. 1000 dead, 1500 wounded. Despite local successes, aflicting severe casualties, the attack fizzled out, the men were slaughtered, and the army ceased to exist.

At 1:00AM Monitgnac Standard Time, Kolgev's central command radioed throughout Monitgnac on all frequencies that the rebel group would surrender to the government of Monitgnac, that a cease-fire at 7:00AM to be in effect, that all men and women who call themselves followers of Kolgev to lay down their weapons, and to no longer take any hostile action against the Republic of Monitgnac, its property, or its people; and to surrender to the nearest Monitgnac authority.

Extra! Extra!
Kolgev Surrenders! Monitgnac's Greatest Threat Gone!

Newspapers printed out extras, radio blurted out announcements, and the television brought continous special reports.

As the transmission reached the Leafanistani Fleet, they cheered, the rebels in the forest cheered, the agents watching the official news broadcast cheered. It was over. Leafanistani Agents reported to their extraction points and a SpecOps Minisub picked them up and extracted them back to the fleet. However the Leafanistani Agents in the city had yet to leave.

Colonel Jack Whittier returned to his HQ in the forest to find the entire camp up in uproarious cheers and celebration. Before he could so much as demand to know what was going on, his XO, Major Kirkland approached him.

"Sir! It's over!"

"What? What's over?" Whittier's thought processes were about as fast as frozen molasses now; he'd had little sleep even before his meeting with the Countess, and now he was exhausted.

"The war, sir! Kolgev's forces have surrendered!" He handed Whittier a paper printout, a transcript of the Kolgev surrender transmission.

At 1:00AM Monitgnac Standard Time, Kolgev's central command radioed throughout Monitgnac on all frequencies that the rebel group would surrender to the government of Monitgnac, that a cease-fire at 7:00AM to be in effect, that all men and women who call themselves followers of Kolgev to lay down their weapons, and to no longer take any hostile action against the Republic of Monitgnac, its property, or its people; and to surrender to the nearest Monitgnac authority.

Whittier was so relieved that he nearly fell to his knees.

"Well, I'll be damned..." was all he managed to get out before he stumbled to his tent and fell onto his cot, already asleep.

Twelve Hours Later

Now fully awake and sipping from a cup of coffee, Whittier was at the table in the command tent with Kirkland and some other senior HSOF and HCIA personnel.

"Well, this surrender pretty much marks the end of the war, but there's more yet to go before we can finally get out of here," Whittier said, beginning to tick off items on his fingers.

"First off, we need to get the word out about the unofficial Loyalist-Rebel cease-fire to the general populace. As it is, I'd say the majority of Monitgnac citizens still see us as a threat, and will expect the government to deal with us accordingly now that the threat from Kolgev is out of the picture.

"Secondly, we need to find Kolgev, or his remains, because he's still MIA. The last thing we need is for Kolgev to come our of nowhere and lead another insurrection somewhere down the line. Plus, it's a sort of closure.

"Thirdly, we need to ensure Premier Mikhailovich's safety, and remove the corrupt Party members from power. From there, we can bring in some CA (OOC: Civil Affairs) units to help install the new government.

"Fourthly, we assist in rebuilding the country. There were a number of large cities in the east that were devastated during the fighting, most notably Kraljevo, New Market, and the capitol. Those cities will need to be rebuilt, and displaced persons will need to be given new homes, before things can return to some semblance of normal in this country.

"After all that...we can leave," Whittier said. "I want to thank you all, and your subordinates, for the superb job you and they did here. I don't know if Washington will ever formally acknowledge our presence here, much less the work we did, but even if they don't, I want you to know that I will always remember what you have done for the people of Monitgnac. Unbeknownst to the world, we have brought freedom and liberty to an oppressed and threatened people. So while we will remain in the shadows, the world will see our work."

Leafanistan offers its services in helping you rebuild, by giving you a 50% discount on our Instant Town packages to help you rebuild devastated cities.

OOC: It's not over yet. But I've been busy and still am, and will post ASAP.

OOC: *poke* I think it's dead...*poke* Still alive, maybe? *poke* C'mon, this was a good thread. Monitgnac, come back!

OOC: Monitgnac! Hello? Where are you?

OOC: Please, this can't die! :eek:

EDIT: Sorry, this is one of my secondary nations :headbang: .

don't worry i'm alive but can't post til monday

OOC: Is there anybody out there? I'm sorry I have been busy, and haven't been able to get on last week.

IC: The Monitgnac military was becoming quite accustomed to the relationship between the foreigners and themselves. Monitgnacs freely conversed with the foreigners and rebels during their euphoria following the end of the bloodiest fighting, beating Algeristan and Kolgev, and achieving a stability- if not temporary.

But Monitgnac High Command was becoming very edgy. They ordered an attack.

"Base, this is Eagle One, we have the target." A Monitgnac jet flew across the ocean, bearing down on a Leafanistani ship.

"I have visual confirmation of the target." The pilot toggled between anti-air missles to anti-ship missiles. He was getting closer and closer to the Leafanistani ship.

"I have a lock," the pilot reported as he put his hand on the switch to the missile, the only thing keeping the missile from flying. "Do I have permission?"

"Affirmitive," the base reported back.

"Roger." the missile was launched. The missile flew right at the direction of the Leafanistani ship. The pilot watched as the missile continued to its target. He could tell it wasn't going to miss.

*Boom* the missile exploded into the side of the ship and the pilot watched as a large fireball erupted into the setting sun.

"Target destroyed." The pilot flew away from the sinking wreck,





a derelict tanker. (OOC: Ha Ha, you thought I was going to hit your ship, weren't you?)

IC: "Report back to base, Eagle One. Mission success. Missile testing complete. Come back home."

Though it wasn't an attack, it was forboding of things to come.

OOC: Spell my goddamn name right. Most of the Leafanistani presense has left by now, Rovonia, but I believe I left a destroyer task force near your waters in case things flared up again.

EDIT: Forgot, I still have people in your military and government and you don't know it yet, we've placed wire-taps (tamper-proof, they blow up if you try to open it) on all your lines. You gotta love McKagan, Halberdgardia, and Leafanistan's casual violation of your privacy due to their paranoid policies, but if the taps explode its plausible denability, you can't find evidence that says we did it, for all you know ordinance landed on a line and it just blew up when someone touched it.

OOC: OOC: Spell my goddamn name right.
Sorry, will fix. Why do you seem so hostile all of a sudden?

Most of the Leafanistani presense has left by now, Rovonia, but I believe I left a destroyer task force near your waters in case things flared up again.

Rovonia?

EDIT: Forgot, I still have people in your military and government and you don't know it yet, we've placed wire-taps (tamper-proof, they blow up if you try to open it) on all your lines. You gotta love McKagan, Halberdgardia, and Leafanistan's casual violation of your privacy due to their paranoid policies, but if the taps explode its plausible denability, you can't find evidence that says we did it, for all you know ordinance landed on a line and it just blew up when someone touched it.

Err, correct me if I'm wrong, but when did this happen? Was this done "out-of-thread?"

On a separate note, is McKagen still in the RP? I thought he quit.

OOC:
Sorry, will fix. Why do you seem so hostile all of a sudden?

Rovonia?

Err, correct me if I'm wrong, but when did this happen? Was this done "out-of-thread?"

On a separate note, is McKagen still in the RP? I thought he quit.

OOC: Wouldn't you be pissed off if people misspelled your name the same way over and over? Yes, Rovonia, we crushed its Nazi's regime, but that required my attention, so the presense in your waters should be gone, but for the sake of the RP, I'll leave destroyers in you waters. Also McKagan planted those taps along with Halberdgardia early in the war as part of intelligence operations. At least I think so.

Colonel Harris was on the phone with General Weber:

"Give me a status report Colonel," said the General.

"Well sir as you are well aware of the fact that Kolgev's army has officially surrendered and is essentially no longer any threat. Losses in the offensive were fairly light, especially for our own men. The attacks were turned back as had been predicted. The Rebel forces have been regrouped and reorganized into the 1st-16th Provisional Companies which in turn operate within the 1st and 2nd Provisional Regiments. We are continuously arming and organizing more men. Also we have begun to give extended training to small groups of the rebels so that they can undertake the long range patrols that some of our men usually are tasked with."

"So what's our current status?" asked Weber.

"Sir from the Army Special Forces Group we have:

-4 Special Forces Companies
-7 Special Scout Teams from 77th Special Scout Regiment
-2 Special Airborne Teams from the Air Force's 134th Special Airborne Detachment

from the regular army we have:

-1 Ranger Battalion
-1 Medical Battalion
-1 Tank Battalion
-1 Air Cavalry Regiment

Also the Air Force is providing us with numerous and diverse Air Squadrons."

"Good," replied General Weber.

"Also sir," said Colonel Harris. "I would like to request a team from the ASFG's Clandestine Operations Company as well as two platoons from ASFG's Deep Special Operations Force. I know that the SAT's can probably undertake the tasks that we would give the the Clan-Ops squad but I think that the Clan-Ops squad would be slightly better trained for my particular task."

"You'll get those men Colonel Don't you worry."

"What's your next recommended course of action sir?"

"Be prepared to resume combat. I don't know what the situation is with the Monitgnac government's forces or all of it's corrupt officials. We're still trying to piece everything together. I would recommend moving into some of Kolgev's former control points and form a defensive line in case fighting does resume."

"Sir I'll build my strategy around your advice."

"Also strike Force November under General Malley is ready to go in country so if you ever think you need them get on the horn and I'll have Malley ship em over."

"Yes sir," said Harris.



At the same time in Tiny Prussia the President released a statement directed at the remnants of Kolgev's army requesting that all those troops who fought or followed Kolgev in the conflict disarm at least temporarily.

Lieutenant Gibbons stepped off the helicopter into the clearing. He was followed by Sergeant Hill and Sergeant Beard. Quickly they went prone in the tall grass and waited that way until their chopper had departed the area and could no longer be heard. Then they headed off into the forest.

Gibbons and his men were members of a Clandestine Operations Team. He had previously served in an Air Force Special Airborne Team for a year and was transferred to the Army’s Clandestine Operations Company. His two men had served in Special Scout Teams before joining the Clan-Ops Company.

His team had been sent on a classified mission. It had come down from Harris, commanding officer of Strike Force Mike, who had recently received a field promotion to Brigadier General. Their target was one of the many corrupt government officials in the Monitgnac federal government. Their orders were to locate him and terminate him. The AIC (Army Intelligence Command) had received intelligence showing that, among other things, he was responsible for the deaths of at least a dozen government officials. Also there was unconfirmed intelligence showing that he was attempting to organize an armed campaign against rivals to the corrupt wings of the party. A lot of the Army’s top brass thought he should to be killed so Gibbons was expected to get it done.

The briefing he had been given by Harris’s aide said that his suspected whereabouts would be somewhere in the area of Oranjeville. For safety the team was landed south of Bijhac in the forest. They carried enough rations for 3 or 4 days but they were expecting the mission would take closer to a week. They were hoping for little to no resistance but they were prepared incase things went to hell and fighting flared up again.

Night was falling and they decided to try and get to the outskirts of the forest by sunup.


OOC:

Monitgnac if you can come up with some random name for me to use for the target that would be great.

Unknown to Monitgnac, Leafanistani "operators" as they have been called have installed a few Special Forces, and a couple of ONI "spooks" into the Monitgnac government. They relayed data back to Leafanistan. The situation was deterioating. Perhaps dangerously.

Unknown to Monitgnac, Leafanistani "operators" as they have been called have installed a few Special Forces, and a couple of ONI "spooks" into the Monitgnac government. They relayed data back to Leafanistan. The situation was deterioating. Perhaps dangerously.

OOC: Don't think you'll get too far in the knowledge of the government, I mean after all, your men just started in the government and they wouldn't start on high positions. The government's also smart enough to realize that tthe lines are bugged and will take necessary precautions to make sure they don't relay sensitive material across them.

Don't worry though, if there is an attack of any sort, you'll know anyway, because the post would be aloof or strange, especially for a military operation, and that should cue you into an attack (In other words, I won't just post that I attacked you and the allies, but rather hint at one first so you can prepare more so than you probably already are.)

Lieutenant Gibbons stepped off the helicopter into the clearing. He was followed by Sergeant Hill and Sergeant Beard. Quickly they went prone in the tall grass and waited that way until their chopper had departed the area and could no longer be heard. Then they headed off into the forest.

Gibbons and his men were members of a Clandestine Operations Team. He had previously served in an Air Force Special Airborne Team for a year and was transferred to the Army’s Clandestine Operations Company. His two men had served in Special Scout Teams before joining the Clan-Ops Company.

His team had been sent on a classified mission. It had come down from Harris, commanding officer of Strike Force Mike, who had recently received a field promotion to Brigadier General. Their target was one of the many corrupt government officials in the Monitgnac federal government. Their orders were to locate him and terminate him. The AIC (Army Intelligence Command) had received intelligence showing that, among other things, he was responsible for the deaths of at least a dozen government officials. Also there was unconfirmed intelligence showing that he was attempting to organize an armed campaign against rivals to the corrupt wings of the party. A lot of the Army’s top brass thought he should to be killed so Gibbons was expected to get it done.

The briefing he had been given by Harris’s aide said that his suspected whereabouts would be somewhere in the area of Oranjeville. For safety the team was landed south of Bijhac in the forest. They carried enough rations for 3 or 4 days but they were expecting the mission would take closer to a week. They were hoping for little to no resistance but they were prepared incase things went to hell and fighting flared up again.

Night was falling and they decided to try and get to the outskirts of the forest by sunup.


OOC:

Monitgnac if you can come up with some random name for me to use for the target that would be great.


OOC: I'm not good with names, usually I just go to an online name website, pick a first name, and then make up or find a last name. Here's the name I made up: Brigadier General Ivan Voroshilov

(OOC) Monitgnac:

I see your Colonel Kolgev faction has been destroyed and now its a war between the government and the 'democratic' capitalist rebels.

From what I have read of your 'communist' government, it is not really communist anymore, but a corrupt one party government that wants only power and the benefits power brings. Gone are the days when your 'communist' government would want to spread communist revolution to other oppressed people in other nations or build socialism in your nation to the point of communism, no money, no state, no classes!

Your 'communist' government is very similar to the pre 1989 eastern european regimes, communist/socialist on paper but state capitalist and corrupt in reality.

I see there are far-left factions in the rebels and there could be ultra leftist faction in the Monitgnac Communist Party.

As your regime is a typical corrupt state capitalist pro-USSR type of government, can I propose that I enter this civil war backing ANOTHER third party faction now Kolgev is gone!

I propose a REAL ultra leftist communist rebel army, one that fights the revisionist government and it's fake communism and that also fights the rebels under the guise of anti-imperialism, given the rebels close ties to Novoga.

This would restore the now absent third party rebel faction in this war and make for an interesting RP, as well as my own goal to spread revolutionary communism around the NS globe!

OOC: Can i still enter this thread? could some 1 give me a short summary of whats happened upto now?

OOC: Can i still enter this thread? could some 1 give me a short summary of whats happened upto now?

Um, Monitgnac's rebel leader Kolgev vanished, his army dissolved as Leafanistan's Air Forces intervened. The other rebels now have an uneasy truce between the government. Monitgnac may be up for some anti-Leafanistani actions. And for some reason Halberdgardian, McKagan, and Leafanistani Operators still are in Monitgnac. Curious.

OOC: Ill enter on the Governments side if the war continues. We are a monarchy but we actively help other nations to crush rebellions so has to prevent them spreading to Frozopia. Only if the conflict continues though.
We will also support Monitgnac in any anti-leafanistan actions....

OOC: Ill enter on the Governments side if the war continues. We are a monarchy but we actively help other nations to crush rebellions so has to prevent them spreading to Frozopia. Only if the conflict continues though.
We will also support Monitgnac in any anti-leafanistan actions....

OOC: Good luck with that.

OOC: Yay! Monitgnac's alive!

Just to clarify any confusion, Leaf unfortunately slipped up. We failed to inform you of Algeristan's new puppet, Rovonia, which we nearly wiped off the face of the Earth. Leaf, McKagan, and I tapped Rovonia's underwater fiber-optic cables, not yours. Sorry for any misunderstanding.

OOC: Yay! Monitgnac's alive!

Just to clarify any confusion, Leaf unfortunately slipped up. We failed to inform you of Algeristan's new puppet, Rovonia, which we nearly wiped off the face of the Earth. Leaf, McKagan, and I tapped Rovonia's underwater fiber-optic cables, not yours. Sorry for any misunderstanding.

OOC: Oopsie. All this imperializing and interfering has got me all mucked up!

Suspcious of Monitgnac actions especially the destruction of a partially sunken abandoned Leafanistani freighter FleetCom ordered increased intelligence operations. A Virigina-class Submarine moved underneath the waves and deployed special forces operators. They snuck via UAV to a communcations line and planted a self-destructing bug. They then moved back to the sub and sailed off. The fish barely noticed them.

I think I will back out of this one.....

*smacks thread*

Don't let it die! This thread was awesome! Let's finish it out! :p

*smack*

OOC: Back! Sort of...

Although this thread is dead (I would understand if none of you wanted to continue), I'd like to point out that I didn't sink an abandoned Leafanistani freighter but rather a generic abandoned freighter nearby your navy, to see what kind of response you'd have if their was an actual surprise attack.

It was a test.

General Harris sat at his desk, in his command tent, with several of his staff officers.

"General The Air Force's Special Airborne Teams and our own Clandestine Operations teams have done a superb job in eliminating possible threats."

"General," said another staff officer. "Several of these targets were not confirmed members of those plotting a new takeover."

"Im well aware of that Captain," replied General Harris. "But I didn't think we should take any chances."

"Looks like it paid off sir. Buzz on opposition has dropped down to nothing."

"Very good! We've done what we came here to do. It's up to the rest of the coalition and the people of Monitgnac to get the government moving again. The provisional infantry units we've organized should be able to keep order until the government's finally back on it's feet and a regular army is formed. Our own government will most likely push for democratic reforms in the government but a military presence is no longer required."

"So what are your odrers then sir?"

"Prepare Strike Force Mike for a full withdrawal. Create a timetable alowwing for one week to complete the withdrawal."

"Very well sir," said an aide. "But I would recommend leaving behind Clan-Ops teams and Special Scout Teams for another month or so after evacuation to keep tabs on things and to hopefully put down opposition if it starts to crop up again."

"Your right! see to it," replied General Harris.


"Yes sir!"

The staff officers left his tent. Within a week the war would effectively be over for Tiny Prussia's forces.

[OOC: Uhh, I think this thread has been dead for awhile now, and I doubt Monitgnac is going to come back to it...]

OOC: Back! Sort of...

Although this thread is dead (I would understand if none of you wanted to continue), I'd like to point out that I didn't sink an abandoned Leafanistani freighter but rather a generic abandoned freighter nearby your navy, to see what kind of response you'd have if their was an actual surprise attack.

It was a test.

OOC: I feel like verbally annexing Monitgnac if no one does anything.