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Due to Sri Lanka's proximity to India, it was deemed important to the Whittier govt. that Sri Lanka be secured.

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The fact that Sri Lanka was so close to India territory and offered haven to enemies of Whittier and to terrorists and pirates threatened the peace of mind of people living on India's southern coasts.
The only way to make southern India secure and ensure that Sri Lanka was not used for attacks on India or for bases of pirates and terrorists was to bring the law to Sri Lanka.

Secret IC:
The battle plan for invading Sri Lanka involves the following:
80,000 combat troops.
1,000 M1A2 battle tanks
above will be transported by the amphibious assault ships which will be escorted by:
5 nimitz class carriers
30 frigates

The fleet will be protected by 400 F35's, 10 Awacs, 10 ASW's.

Once on Sri Lanka, the forces will be supplied by 25 C130's. Between Carrying troops, the AA ships will also be carrying supplies for the troops they already dropped off.

On the night of the invasion, just 5 hours before the landing, 50 C130's will drop supplies and ammo and stuff for the first group of landing troops.

The landing will occur at Jaffna.

Some of the intial forces will be sneaked in disguised as civilians on the regular ferry service between India and Sri Lanka.

The Holy Empire of Shazbotdom will follow this event with a watchful eye (and 3 Spysat's).

Politburo HQ, Bonstocknian China Territories

The members of the politburo looked as an image appeared on a large television screen. The figure was a man wearing brown robes with a hood over his head. "Gentlemen, what intelligence do you have to report?"

"It is Whittier, sir," said one of the Politburo members. "They're invading Sri Lanka."

"They already own India, Tibet, and the Koreas. We must make sure they do not expand much further. I want aid to be provided to Sri Lanka in the form of military equipment and training. Even if Whittier succeeds, we will have at least done something."

"Yes, my lord." The screen went dark. "Get a special forces detachment to Sri Lanka, and send ships full of weapons to them."

A few commercial jets flew to Sri Lanka, with the government's permission of course, with about 250 Eastern Chinese special operations soldiers. A few ships were loaded with Type 56 assault rifles (Chinese AK-47s), RPG-7s, and Stinger missiles to be transported to the Sri Lankan defense forces. Of course, all aid was most secretive.

Wang Meilang, a female Special Operations soldier, stepped off the China Airways plane at Colombo International Airport. With her fellow operatives, she was welcomed by the locals. Some of the Sri Lankan officials welcomed her and the other SOFs. "We thank you for coming to our country to assist our military. We see you are unarmed. We will transport you to the camp where you will help train our forces."

"Thank you," Wang said back, in Sinhala, the language of the Sinhalese majority of Sri Lanka. She and most of the operatives knew Sinhalese and Tamil, as well as their native Mandarin.

"Come this way," the officials said. The SOFs were loaded into busses and trucks and taken to a Sri Lankan Army camp just outside the capital, to advise the training of hundreds of thousands of conscripts being called up to defend their homeland.

Politburo HQ, Bonstocknian China Territories

The members of the politburo looked as an image appeared on a large television screen. The figure was a man wearing brown robes with a hood over his head. "Gentlemen, what intelligence do you have to report?"

"It is Whittier, sir," said one of the Politburo members. "They're invading Sri Lanka."

"They already own India, Tibet, and the Koreas. We must make sure they do not expand much further. I want aid to be provided to Sri Lanka in the form of military equipment and training. Even if Whittier succeeds, we will have at least done something."

"Yes, my lord." The screen went dark. "Get a special forces detachment to Sri Lanka, and send ships full of weapons to them."

A few commercial jets flew to Sri Lanka, with the government's permission of course, with about 250 Eastern Chinese special operations soldiers. A few ships were loaded with Type 56 assault rifles (Chinese AK-47s), RPG-7s, and Stinger missiles to be transported to the Sri Lankan defense forces. Of course, all aid was most secretive.

Wang Meilang, a female Special Operations soldier, stepped off the China Airways plane at Colombo International Airport. With her fellow operatives, she was welcomed by the locals. Some of the Sri Lankan officials welcomed her and the other SOFs. "We thank you for coming to our country to assist our military. We see you are unarmed. We will transport you to the camp where you will help train our forces."

"Thank you," Wang said back, in Sinhala, the language of the Sinhalese majority of Sri Lanka. She and most of the operatives knew Sinhalese and Tamil, as well as their native Mandarin.

"Come this way," the officials said. The SOFs were loaded into busses and trucks and taken to a Sri Lankan Army camp just outside the capital, to advise the training of hundreds of thousands of conscripts being called up to defend their homeland.

The invasion hasn't started. It's in the planning stages.

Politburo HQ, Bonstocknian China Territories

The members of the politburo looked as an image appeared on a large television screen. The figure was a man wearing brown robes with a hood over his head. "Gentlemen, what intelligence do you have to report?"

"It is Whittier, sir," said one of the Politburo members. "They're invading Sri Lanka."

"They already own India, Tibet, and the Koreas. We must make sure they do not expand much further. I want aid to be provided to Sri Lanka in the form of military equipment and training. Even if Whittier succeeds, we will have at least done something."

"Yes, my lord." The screen went dark. "Get a special forces detachment to Sri Lanka, and send ships full of weapons to them."

A few commercial jets flew to Sri Lanka, with the government's permission of course, with about 250 Eastern Chinese special operations soldiers. A few ships were loaded with Type 56 assault rifles (Chinese AK-47s), RPG-7s, and Stinger missiles to be transported to the Sri Lankan defense forces. Of course, all aid was most secretive.

Wang Meilang, a female Special Operations soldier, stepped off the China Airways plane at Colombo International Airport. With her fellow operatives, she was welcomed by the locals. Some of the Sri Lankan officials welcomed her and the other SOFs. "We thank you for coming to our country to assist our military. We see you are unarmed. We will transport you to the camp where you will help train our forces."

"Thank you," Wang said back, in Sinhala, the language of the Sinhalese majority of Sri Lanka. She and most of the operatives knew Sinhalese and Tamil, as well as their native Mandarin.

"Come this way," the officials said. The SOFs were loaded into busses and trucks and taken to a Sri Lankan Army camp just outside the capital, to advise the training of hundreds of thousands of conscripts being called up to defend their homeland.

The invasion hasn't started. It's in the planning stages. And no one really knows about it yet, except that Whittier has concerns about threats to India coming from Sri Lanka internal situation and probably haven for piracy and terrorism.

Through out Sri Lanka, dark skinned men, who spoke Tamil rather well were photographing bridges, refineries, and government buildings. These tourists were photographing almost everything, including the women. Some had pictures of themselves taken with local officials.
They would always say nice things about Sri Lanka. They took in the sights of the cities they visited: Jaffna, Mannar, Colombo, Anadhapura, etc.
In smaller towns, some the foriegners applied for applications to build schools and operate hospitals. And began making friends with locals. Orphanages were also being constructed. All with Canalis.
Commercially some business men were looking into buying Sri Lankan businesses.
About 7 out of 10 tourists are Indian. Of those, 1 out of 50 indian tourists were passing information to the government back home. Assessing the potential threat that Sri Lanka posed to India. Those involved studied carefully Sri Lanka's law enforcement capacity. Its handling of things such as gangs, terrorists, pirates, corporate greed, and government corruption. Also noted, was the level of government control. All these would determine if an invasion would be required. 5 who, got jobs on military bases, noted troop levels and training routines.

As some of the tourists traveled the country side, several C130's flew overhead dropping "aid" supplies for the aid the workers to distribute.

Henry McGuire, dressed in the uniform of an aid worker, drove up to one of the drop zones his red 59 Chevy followed by other cars.
His crew stepped out of their cars and began looking for the crates.
"Incoming" said Miguel, as a few C140's each dropped four huge boxes. Those boxes of aid would not be difficult to locate given their size. They dropped from barely rooftop level compared to the other boxes.
When reached the nearest box, they wrenched it open revealing the contents. The armor team hoped inside the tracked vehicle and started it up. The M1A2 Abrams roared to life in the dark but warm night. As it pulled out, the others jumped on. They would find the other boxes faster this way. As they found the boxes, they recovered uniforms, armor, bullet proof vests, grenades, assualt rifles, rocket launchers, etc.
All over Sri Lanka, Indian tourists and "aid workers" were recovering "aid" packages. There were a total of 30,000 of them who had been smuggled into the country by ferry.

But the ferries were silent coopted on the Indian side so that those who had thought to be going to India found their trips inexplicably canceled. In fact, not only was the ferry to India canceled, but people in Mannar found themselves under curfew as what they thought were insurgents silently siezed control of the police stations and city utilities. Placing local police and other officials under arrest.

Across the island other small villages were also being silently siezed. As their mayors and police officials were awakened in the middle of the night to sound masked men with AK 47's knocking on their doors.


In Colombo, Sri Lankan Kayla Tunoff, the daughter of two foreign aid workers (non indian) was staring was sitting in the back seat of their Ford Escalade.
Her parents, were dedicated to their cause. They had no inkling that anyone would ever be aid workers for any reason other than helping people.
They had watched the planes dropping the aid cargo which had been promised by Whittier the day before. The Tunoff's and other aid workers considered Whittier's gesture a godsend. If only more government's would be like Whittier.
Susan, who was staring out the window, fiddling with her doll. "Look, the planes bringing more aid workers," she said. "We should go meet them".
"Yes, honey," said her mother, "they are bringing more aid workers but its too late to go to the airport. We can meet them tommorrow."
"No," said Susan, "they're not dropping them at the airport, they're dropping them in that field over there." She continued pointing out the car.
Mr. Tunoff stopped the car in its tracks as he looked out his driver side window to the sight of hundreds of figures paradropping out of the sky into the fields and the nearby city. Some of them had already landed.
"What the fuck?" he thought.
Police cheif Willoby, was astonished by the site. He just happened to be with the mission group, inspecting the foundation for the new orphanage. The inspection had turned out well.
"This is most unusual." he said. He radiod into Colombo Police HQ.
"New aid workers should be arriving at Colombo airport tommorrow afternoon" was the reply over the radio.
Then, he saw something in the hands of the nearest person floating downward. And it wasn't a shovel.
"Get in the cars" he snapped as he hurried the family into the vehicles which then promptly sped away with their lights turned off so as to avoid being tracked.

Entry into Colombo would have been uneventful if not for a tardy cop just walking back from his donut break. Officer Krupke was always late. Late to work, late from break. But he was never late going home.
As he walked back to the station from Karina's Doughnuts, he noticed movement in the alleys.
"who'se there" he shouted into the dark. Silence. He continued. Then more shuffling of feet. He had the strangest feeling he was being followed. But everytime he turned around there was nothing there.
He entered the station, coffee in hand. "late as usual" Officer Mercer snidely remarked.
As that moment, several masked men entered, with AK 47's. Krupke's and Mercer's fears took over, jumping they fired their revolvers, the shots missing but the two officers being filled with 7.62 mm rounds. The sound of gunfire brought other cops. In the ensuing gun battle all would lose their lives.
The peaceful takeover of Colombo had ended.

Within minutes, after the locals realized what was happening to their island, the night sky was suddenly ablaze with anti aircraft fire, the night filled with the deafening wails of air raid sirens as IL 102's began dropping munitions on powerplants, airbases, barracks, and armories.
Meantime, Su-25's were attacking air radar stations as ship launched Tomahawks blasted targets located on the islands 3 naval bases.

The government back home awaited news of the invasion's progress.

Wang Meilang walked into a command bunker. "Lieutenant," a man said from behind the desk, "We are honored by your presence, and we are in need of your assistance."

"General, my agents have been intercepting many arms being smuggled into your country. We fear there may be a Whittier-backed coup brewing. We need you to crack down on smuggling. We need scanners, we need coast guards, we need choppers, we need alot."

"We don't have the money for any of that."

"We can give you cash, but there isn't much time. Your government must declare martial law and let us handle the situation. We've got an emergency on our hands."

Another Chinese SOF entered the room "Lieutenant Wang," he said, "We have a situation in Mannar and another in Columbo. We've got radio calls about insurgants taking over villages and paratroopers landing."

The Sri Lankan general sneered. "It's just the Tamil Tigers. How typical of them to break a ceasefire."

"No," Wang said, her voice echoing with resolve. "It's Whittier. We must stop them now. I need permission to lead the regiment into Colombo and restore order. If not, Sri Lanka is lost."

The General sighed. "You may have your regiment. Get your special ops guys on it; Colombo will be back in our hands soon."

Meanwhile, at a Bonstocknian Chinese-built radar station near Mannar, several waves of incoming Russian bombers were picked up. "We got something," a Sri Lankan soldier said to a Chinese SOF. "Looks like bogeys."

"Scramble the Air Force. We'll do what we can."

At several airbases, dozens of Chinese-built fighter jets, all of them derived from the Soviet MiG 21, began rising to intercept the incoming enemy planes. Whittier had neglected to provide much in the way of fighter cover for the bombers and attack jets, so, in theory, they would be sitting ducks.

The drawback was that fighter interception was spread thin. Most of the jets were old, and in disrepair. At most airbases, no more then two jets managed to get off the ground. Over Colombo, about a dozen fighters had been air worthy, and were intercepting bombers with Russian missiles and guns. But the pilots, being inexperianced, would be mostly unable to do much. Still, they tried.

Whatever the rate, losses on that first night were staggering. Mannar and surrounding villages were all cut off, and in an act of defiance retreating Sri Lankan Army soldiers blew up all roads and rails connecting them to the rest of Sri Lanka, and began burning any fuel or ammunition that might be used by the Whittier soldiers. Su-25s, once they managed to get by the meager interception, virtually blinded the entire radar system that the Chinese had worked so hard to build. Only one radar station of twenty supplied by China was still operational after the first strike, being around Colombo. All three of the naval bases were destroyed, though two missile boats did manage to escape, and, in a futile effort, raced towards the Whittier fleet and fired a volley of a dozen Exocet missiles at aircraft carriers and transports. Of the island's two-dozen odd airbases, all but two took some damage, virtually shutting off the efforts of the Sri Lankan Air Force. In a last death ride, about two dozen of the fighters loaded with anti-ship missiles flew on one last desperate mission against the Whittier fleet. All were quickly shot down by escorting destroyers as soon as they fired their missiles.

Wang was sobered by these updates, which she received on her radio. The 3,000 men under her command were all inexperianced volunteers and conscripts, with nothing but a Type 56 rifle and a steel helmet between them and Whittier's arsenal. With such meager numbers, the human wave attacks that China was used to were out of the question. This would be a gritty campaign against an entrenched enemy, to hopefully restore order and take back the capital. Suddenly, the power went out. Of course, barely anyone had power, and the government had backup generators, but it was still inconvienient. Either way, Wang led her men, packed onto rickety trucks or walking along side with four British-build Saracen light tanks leading the way, towards the government offices. If the morning were to greet the Sri Lankan flag flying over them, then maybe there would be hope for the resistance.

Meanwhile, the Bonstocknian-run Chinese government issued a statement:

We will not tolerate Whittier's invasion of Sri Lanka. If the invasion does not stop within twenty four hours, Bonstock will consider itself at war with Whittier.

Incoming aircraft, take evasive maneuvers shouted Captian Orson as he rolled his SU 25 to the left. 125 SU 25's were shot down before the air attack mission group of SU 25s and IL 102's reached Sri Lanka.
They had no problem hitting their targets though a couple dozen IL 102's were shot down by anti aircraft fire due to their pilots being green behind the ears.

In response to the incoming enemy fighters, 160 F 35's left the fleet that was attacking Colombo to seek out the enemy fighters, using AMRAM air to air heat seeking missiles.

This left 80 planes to fly a protective screen over the fleet.
Having recon confirmation of the destruction of the Sri Lankan fleet, the 1st and 2nd, and 3rd fleets began firing Tomahawks into downtown COlombo, targeting all government buildings.
Incoming missiles!
The ships anti missile defense went to work, targeting and locking onto the Exocets. Two missiles fired from the WSS Fergusen at the spot where the missiles originated.
Several of the missiles made it through but all but 4 splashed into the water. The remaining 4 hit hit a carrier and three transports.
As the anti ship missiles from the enemy fighters approached the fleet opened up with anti air flak and flares to throw the missiles off.
The cruiser Kirov was sunk when several of the missiles hit her at the same time.
The Destroyer Casper had taken two hits. As the fleets struggled to sheild itself.


The 1st Armored Division (1,000 M1A2's), was headed to Colombo, with the 5th Infantry approaching from the north. Within one mile of the capital, the big tank guns roared to life, shelling the capital.

In the capital, gun battles waged in the streets and in government buildings as Whittier Special Ops forces fought Spec Ops from a third party nation.

All they had to do was hold on for another 30 minutes when the regular and airborne infantry would enter the city. If every thing went as planned, and it was already ahead of schedule, the flag of Whittier would be flying over Colombo by 5 in the morning.

Colombo was nearly surrounded:
The coast was blocked by the Whittier navy.
The south was cut off by the 1st armored.
The 5th Infantry was approaching from the north.
And the 7th Airborne was approaching from the east at a rapid pace.

Troops in the islands north encountered very little resistance and were able to take control of the islands entire north. The scene was repeated throughout most of Sri Lanka.
Though one Infantry company stumbled across an unthouched air field and began taking action to shut it down. The other airfields were in the process of being taken by ground forces.

In the sky above, Hawk, cringed as the warning beeper went off, he'd been pinged by radar. They hadn't gotten all the radars. He turned his group around to seek the emission source.

Recieving hourly updates on the situation, Brezhnekov was pleased. In just 3 hours most of the island was in Whittier hands. He pulled out the 1794 vintage brandy to celebrate with his ministers. The actions that Whittier's forces are pulling off tonight, will ensure the safety of India and ensure that no terrorists or pirates will be able to use Sri Lanka as a base of operations or as a haven.

An aid walked in. Mr. Secretary you might want to see this.
Brezhnekov laughed. The Bonstockians were demanding an end to hostilities and threatening war.
"We will issue a statement of our own" he said.
"We will not stop our assault on the terrorists who threatened the people of India". The attack on evil people in Sri Lanka will only stop when the terrorists in Sri Lanka have either been captured or driven off the island."

Then, turning to his aid, dial the Bonstockian embassy, he said.
"Mr. Ambassador," he began....he would not withdraw while things were going well. Sri Lanka was a threat to Whittier national security, a threat the local Sri Lankan officials could not deal with due to corruption. Therefore the UPR had no choice but to act in its own interests.

The Bonstocknian ambassador, Liu Jintao, picked up the phone, and responded to the incoming call. "We regret that without your intention to withdraw stated, the Bonstocknian ultimatum to your country has expired. The Bonstocknian Senate will now vote on whether or not to declare ourselves at war with your country." He hung up the phone, and the embassy staff left their facilities, hopping aboard the last AeroBonstock Airlines flights out of Whittier with all Bonstocknian citizens in that country.

Port Yuko, Bonstock
2200 Hours

"Lord Harald," a young woman in a military uniform said to the man sitting behind the desk, "Whittier has not agreed to withdraw, and our ultimatum has expired. Sri Lanka is about to fall."

"Colonel Lin," the man responded to the woman, "This is the grounds for war. Assemble the Senate for an emergency session, and get my plane ready to take us to our forward staging areas in China. Assemble the Grand Fleet. We'll strike as soon as we can."

"Yes, sir." she said, and exitted the room.

About a half hour later, Harald, the son of Gustav and lord of all Bonstocknians, stood up from his desk. His mind was clear. He knew what he was about to say. He looked in a mirror. His red hair was neatly combed, his face washed and clear, his blue-green eyes full of youth and resolve. He was only thirty five, but he had wisdom of a man twice his age. His business suit and tie made him look official and important, as any good politician should. Harald nodded in the mirror. It was time.

He walked out of his office, joined by his security detail from the Bonstocknian Special Services, and walked to the Senate house. The large, white, domed hall loomed as he walked towards it. Reporters stood along the sides, as did crowds of people waiting to see what the future would hold. And Harald stood tall, his shoulders back, his demeanor a display of confidence in an emergency.

Harald walked into the chamber. The Senators, all three hundred of them, stood attentive, clapping as he entered. A band began playing "Hail to the Chief" as Harald took the podium. He looked out to the crowd. And began to speak:

Honorable Senators, esteemed officials, and my fellow Bonstocknians, now is a time of great peril. Without any premise or provokation, the Nation of Whittier attacked an ally of the Federal Republic, the Republic of Sri Lanka. Claiming that they needed to make safe their coasts, their armies have descended upon a virtually defenseless country, without any attempt at a peaceful solution.

We all can see that they need to make their coasts safe. Indeed, they've deployed virtually their entire army, they've burned villages to the ground, they've massacred innocents, all because they say that the government of Sri Lanka was weak. In my experiance, glory and honor were to those that sought to defend the weak, not those that took advantage of them!

The Senators began cheering. Some chanted "Down With Whittier!" Harald continued his speach.

Our ancestors, the noble Northmen, would never have tolerated such an abuse of a friend, such a rape of a fellow maiden. Have we grown soft since then, or are we ready to sieze our chance at glory?

The Senators cheered again. "To war! To war!" many said.

Odin in high Valhalla rewards those who fight in his hall, not the cowards who take this abuse. And so, we chose to send a message to Whittier. We, the Federal Republic of Bonstock, will mobilize our country completely, take any losses, endure any hardship, and pay whatever price to ensure that Sri Lanka remains free! Citizens, to arms! Go! In the factories, in the foxholes, even at home, do what you must. United, we will stand, and we will overcome.

More cheering. Harald continued.

You made me Lord of all Bonstocknians to defend everything that Bonstock is and stands for. And we stand today for our ally. I call upon the Senate to declare a state of war with Whittier. Only with our firm support can the world be made safe for freedom. To arms, citizens! Form your battalions! Let us march! Let us march! Let impure blood flow in their furrows! Thank you, and may Heaven grant us victory!

The Senate again cheered. Television viewers across Bonstock were awestruck. The vote was 295 to 2 in the Senate for a declaration of war, with three absent and abstaining. Then they voted for a total mobilization of Bonstocknian resources, and gave Lord Harald emergency powers to deal with the war.

Harald left the podium, and walked back to his office. Colonel Lin was there, and she said, "Sir, that was quite a speach. The Grand Fleet is assembled off the coast of China. They await their commander."

"Colonel, get my plane ready at once."

The South China Sea
0500 Hours

Out of the morning's mist, a fleet of ships had assembled. Masses of grey vessels were ready to strike their targets. Two dozen aircraft carriers, twelve dozen surface escorts, and four dozen submarines were ready and waiting, as hundreds of naval fighters filled the skies, while hundreds of transports and resupply vessels waited, loaded with troops and supplies. But even these giants were nothing when they were put up to the pride of the fleet: two gigantic Superdreadnoughts, built by the Macabees for Bonstock. They were FRBS Grossbonstocknia and FRBS Valkyrie. Each had sixteen 30" guns, more then enough to pulverize any target, plus over a hundred aircraft and hundreds of missiles. From the bridge of one of these dreadnoughts, Lord Harald looked out. It had been a quick flight, and now it was time to strike.

"My lord," said Admiral Kenneth Pollins, commander of the fleet, "We have entered the Taiwan Straits now, and the fleet is ready to start its strike."

Another officer, General Maxwell Vespas, said, "Sir, our strike armies have assembled in Fujian as you wish. We are also mainaining strong garrisons with thousands of men along the Yalu river and in the Western Frontiers."

And yet another, General Albert Chiang, said, "Sir, our air defenses are now on full alert. Hundreds of F-22 fighters are flying cover over major cities, and near all borders with Whittier. Although our bombers have not struck yet, they are on standby as you wish."

Lord Harald responded to all three. "You have done well. Set a course for Taiwan at once."

"Where to in Taiwan, sir?" Admiral Pollins said.

Harald looked on a map, and pointed. "I want you to attack here right now. I want Taipei in our hands within twenty four hours. Make sure they get a demonstration of the power of these two dreadnougths."

"Yes, my lord." The officers bowed, and left.

They've done what? asked a perplexed Brezhnekov. He hadn't expected the Bonstockian action.

Just an hour ago, Colombo had fallen. However, Taiwan was vulnerable.

"The Bonstockian Senate has declared war and they've attacked Taiwan People's Republic" said the Foriegn Minister.

The Cabinet was shushed with looks of shock.
"How dare they declare war on us without just cause," impuned Leah Brezhnekov, the Secretary General's youthful wife and the Chair of the Whittier Socialist Party.

" I think I understand what this Lord Harald is up to. " said Brezhnekov as he drew resolute.

"I am ordering a cessation of hostilities in Sri Lanka. We will shall declare victory. And ask for negotiations with Bonstock."

30 minutes later
"We interrupt this program to bring a special report. Secretary General Brezhnekov, noting that Whittier forces have achieved all objectives in Sri Lanka formally declared victory over Sri Lanka and ordered all hostilities on Sri Lanka to cease."
Brezhnekov addressed the Bonstock situation:
"I understand Lord Harald's thinking. Just as we cannot afford the risk of a hostile island so close to our shores, they cannot endure a foreign power near theirs. Therefore, I make proposal for an exchange. Taiwan for Sri Lanka. Or we can hold an international referendum and let the people's of the two islands decide. I propose a cessation of hostilities so that our diplomats may work over the details of this proposal."

Fortunately, no hostile actions had yet been taken by the Federal Republic, so negotiations could still be on the table. Lord Harald responded to the offer by Secretary General Brezhnekov with a speech, televised from the deck of the superdreadnought FRBS Grossbonstocknia. "Secretary General Brezhnekov, I will agree to your proposal on one condition. In order for the Federal Republic to cease hostilities, we that Whittier relinquish both Taiwan and Korea. If that is agreed to, we will recognize your hegemony in Sri Lanka. If it is not agreed to, then hostilities will be initiated. As a token of my trust, I will grant you a twenty-four hour ceasefire. You have until then to respond to our demands. In the meantime, I would like to demonstrate the destructive power of our battleships." The camera went over to a small aircraft carrier, off in the distance. "The carrier in the about thirty miles in the distance is old, and has been mothballed for quite a while. We have decided that it should have one last purpose to fulfil. On my command, all sixteen of the thirty inch guns on this battleship will fire at it. We shall all see what will happen." He turned to a naval officer standing by him. "Captain Bader, you may fire when ready."

"Yes, sir," the officer said, and then left. The camera turned again, towards the guns. It caught the guns turning towards the carrier in the distance. All of a sudden, with a deafening blast, all of the guns fired in unison, smoke bellowing from them as they spat their projectiles at the horizon. The camera turned again, and caught the shells impacting on the carrier. In an instant, a brilliant explosion engulfed the ship. The mighty aircraft carrier split in two, and vanished below the waves in seconds. The camera turned back to Lord Harald.

"Unless you wish to share the fate of that doomed vessel, I remind you that you will relinquish Taiwan and Korea to us as soon as possible. Only then will we allow your invasion of Sri Lanka to continue."

Brezhnekov interest was peaked when the Bonstockians said they wanted Korea. Korea was almost a world away. And the culture was different from the rest of Whittier, due to the isolation.

Brezhnekov picked up the red phone to call the Bonstock leadership directly.

"The UPR proposes that the issues of Taiwan and the Koreas be dealt with seperately.
1. In exchange for Sri Lanka we hand you Taiwan.

2. Korea. Due to its isolation from the rest of the UPR, Korea is a black sheep in the UPR family with a culture totally different from the UPR's. We've had to bail out the local North Korean economy on several occasions and would like to very much be relieved of the Korean burden. In return for giving your nation north and south korea, we request recognition of our soverignty over Kyrgizstan and Tajikistan so that our map may be rounded out.

3. What I am proposing is 3 nations for 3 nations.

4. I propose establishing a bilateral committee to find other ways in which our two nations can work together in mutually beneficial ways. "

The Bonstocknian Department of Foreign Affairs released this statement.

We will recognize Whittier sovreignty over Sri Lanka, Tajikistan, and Kyrgystan if Korea and Taiwan are relinquished to Bonstock

The Bonstocknian Senate voted that it would sign the agreement if Whittier agreed, and Lord Harald gave his approval.

War had, hopefully, been averted for good, and the ambassador was alerted that if the treaty was signed, he wold go back to Whittier and relations would be normalized.

With the agreement to talks to resolve minor details, Whittier proposes that the negotiations be held in South Korea.


Meantime, news reports began coming in of mass protests on Taiwan with nationalists chanting, "Taiwan for Taiwanese".
So far the protests have been peaceful though they are attracting a lot of people who are angry that Taiwan's fate is being decided without input from the Taiwanese people.
Said Chou Sing, the leader of the local Taiwan National Party, "Whittier and Bonstock do not have our interests in mind. They trade us as if we are cattle. We are not Whittier's slaves. We are not Brezhnekov's personal property to be traded with his good ole boy buddy, Lord Herald in return for personal gains. I submit that both these rogue leaders have signed an evil compact against our people. "
The mob began chanting "Down down Whittier. Bonstock equals racist dictatorship."

Though the protests were peaceful, and the remarks being made were protected free speech, the local Whittier police stepped up their public presence. 20,000 Whittier police officers were assigned to act as a barrier between the protestors and the Bonstock envoy compound in Taipai. The move were cautionary because there were always hotheads in all protests eager to see things escalate to a violent level.
Meantime, 400 covert cops had intermingled with the protestors looking for suspicious persons.

With the negotiations in mind, Lord Harald got aboard his Gulfstream V jet, and flew off towards Seoul.

Meanwhile, the concerns of the Taiwanese protestors were adressed in a quick message from Harald:

Taiwan, under Bonstock, will be integrated with the Bonstocknian China territories. For the first time in fifty-six years, China will stand as a unified nation. Think not of your petty desires for independance. You will grow mighty with Bonstock on your side.

Lord Harald's plane touched down in Korea, as commercially chartered airliners were preparing to send Bonstocknian troops to take over security responsibilities from Whittier.

A commercial jet also flew into Sri Lanka, and extracted all Bonstocknian SOFs. The Sri Lankan Military ceased to exist as an organized body.