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[ooc:This is a remake of the original thread, TG me for terrain details or other ooc questions]

OOC: Map of Vuhifell (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y110/heat3000/fa540331.jpg)

July 10, 2072, Vuhifellian Military Calender
Vuhifellian Independence Day
Golden Skies City National Military Parade

A series of dropships with loudspeakers mounted under them fly through the streets of Golden Skies City, displaying the national anthem.

O'er azure skies, and emerald plains,
Where freedom and justice prevail!
With courage and strength we'll fight to the end,
For liberty in our land!

Several thousand shells of fireworks explode around the city, a perfect setting for a devastating attack, while the country is celebrating independence, an exiled group is planning their next bloody assault on freedom.

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The Greykans- One of the 5 original tribes living on the Vuhifellian Continent before the settlers arrived. Extremely religious towards the tribal gods, unlike other tribes, did not indulge settler herecy into their culture. Hate Vuhifellians for stealing their land and violating their religion.

Responsible for all 7 Civil wars and all 3 revolutions, were finally exiled as slaves to other countries in 2068. Before exiled, sponsored and harbored Vuhifellian based terrorist organization known as the 'Kazach Order'

Ideology: Fundamentalist towards the tribal gods, any herecy shall be punished with the highest form of pain imaginable. Hate democracy for giving man more power than the gods.

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As the Presidential Palace in New Hivez was prepared for the annual Independence Ball, Golden Skies City would soon be inside the barrel of the gun.

As people all over the city danced, ate, drank, and celebrated the gift of freedom, several unmarked, oversized vans were parked at key targets around the city: The Foxtecha Underground Prison extrance elevators, Foxtecha Tower, Golden Skies Airport Terminal B, Golden Skies Tourist Agency, Golden Skies National Broadcasting Center, and the Golden Skies Federal Investigation Agency Headquaters...

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16:00
Presidential Palace
Meeting of the President to Secretary of Defence and Councilor of War

"Sir, at 4:15 this morning, festivities began for the Independence Day Celebrations in Golden Skies City. At 9:17 this morning, several vans parked next to key locations around the city, and detonated approxomately 1.5 tons of plastic explosives each. Every single one of the targets with the exception of Foxtecha Tower and the Underground Prison Elevators, was leveled. The death toll, currently mounts to 13 thousand civilians, and 900 military personel, with tens of thousands more injured." This was Secretary of Defense Howard Fortstall.

"We have a pretty good idea on who destroyed these structures." Councilor of War, Jason Rodriguez, handed several photographs of military bases, and known terrorists to the President. "We believe it was the Kazach Order, back for revenge for exiling the Greykans, now they are back in Vuhifell, and with all of our military forces guarding our cities and the Elite Black Guard protecting Foxtecha VIP's..."

The President sat there for a moment, then crossed his arms, his mind concluded....

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July 11, 2072, Vuhifellian Military Calender
Vuhifellian Capitol Building, New Hivez

"I plead to the international community, as the death toll mounts, we urge you to send food, medical supplies, anything, but we especially urge for troops. It has come to our knowledge that a terrorist group known as the 'Kazach Order', long thought to be disbanded, has arisen in the western state of Greykan, now, at the brink of our 8th civil war, we call upon all nations to help us in this grand endeavor, to eradicate this group once and for all!" The congress appluaded as the President left the main seat, and headed towards the exit...

[ooc: I don't really care who you side with if you decide to participate, Vuhifellian Government or Kazach Order, any of the two would be fine.]

From: Van Luxemburgian Ministry for Alliances.
To: The Vuhifellian States.

We disgust and condemn these actions done by the "Kazach Order", and we hereby plead our help to the legitimate Vuhifellian Government. we ask if Van Luxemburgian Forces, especially the 42nd Marines Division, could aid in Destroying those terrorists. Van Luxemburg already has sent any aid currently available to you, and will surely aid you if you need more.

We humbly accept your aid, however, it is truely impossible to eradicate the Kazach Order, as the Vuhi-Kazach War has been raging for centuries.

From: Van Luxemburg Ministry of Alliances
To: The Vuhifellian States

Yeah, Whatever, We'll help you anyway


~Random Bureaucrat doing Overhours~

Over van Luxemburg

Several A400M Aircraft roared through the Night. the Four Rolls-Royce TP-400 D6 Engines were making Overspeed. The Marines in the Aircraft had hung up some Hammocks along the Utility rails, normally used to hook up Parachutes, and were sleeping. one pro of the A400M was that it was very silent in the cabin, compared to the C-130 Hercules, where it looked like all sound was aimed inwards. Two Eagle IV 4x4's were placed in the Aircraft, and the vehicles were being serviced for Combat Use. other A400M aircraft were transpoting parts of 10 VBCI APC's, and others transported 50 Renault Kerax 6x6 trucks, 50 DAF TROPCO 8x8 Trucks, and 60 Eagle IV 4x4. about 300 Marines flew with them.

Over the Vuhifellian States

The A400M aircraft neared their target, and the Marines already cleared their Hammocks. Marc Repons, Commander of the Group, Walked toward the cockpit, to contact The Vuhifellian States and attent them on their Arrival.
he walked past one of the Eagle IV vehicles, and shortly Touched the vehicle. The Vehicle was still wet from the rain. or was it the water used to clean them? he shouldn't know, and decided to walk on. when he arrived in the cockpit, he talked to Pierre Maison, The Pilot of the Aircraft, which used to live in his Village. this all changed when he chose for the airforce and had to move.
"How are you doing today, Pierre?"
"doing great, need to Contact Vuhifell.?"
"yup"
Pierre handed him a small Microphone, which had never been used before.
"Vuhifell. Ground, this is Marc Repons, commander of the Van Luxemburgian taskforce, requesting landing and unload Clearance"

Golden Skies Air Traffic Control

The VL aircraft appeared on the Valgan radar network late in the evening, only a few controllers were left inside the control tower to Golden Skies Air Force Base at the time.

"Roger that Foreigner, you are cleared to land on runway five, cleared to land as soon as fighter jets take off to escort you to the airbase."

Three F/A-47 Fury Fighters took off immediately after that message.

"VL Aircraft this is Grabacr 1, we're here to rendevous (sp?) with you over the Erusea/Valgan border and escort you the 300 miles to Golden Skies AFB, over."

EDIT: [OOC] Just think of the F/A-47 as a combination of the F-22 and the SU-37.

"roger that, our Speed isn't that high, so watch it, could ya?" Pierre responded over his Radio. he looked at Marc, and smiled at him.

[OOC: This is open, signup for this thread will remain open indefinately]

IC:

Grabacr 1: Roger that, uh, Grabacr 2, please direct them to the right heading

Grabacr 2: VL Aircraft, please lower your altitude to 12,000 feet and adjust nose to heading 280. We request that you keep radio silence until we give you further instructions. Thank You.

Grabacr 1: VL Aircraft your password to get past the state boundry air defense network is " Grabacr 4 Mobius 1 Eureka 2" Ya' got that?

"just a moment" Pierre was busy instructing the autopilot with his voice, another gimmick that wasn't included on the original version of the A400M.
"we've got that, Autopilot will guide us towards the Runway, maintain Radio-silence, VL1 out."

Kazach Order Headquaters
200 Miles Northeast of Farbanti
Emergency Meeting of the Directors of States

[OOC: I will RP the Kazach Order until (hopefully) someone takes over)

Valgan 1: The mission was a success and a failure, we destroyed multiple targets that would slow our success in this war, but my agents failure to destroy the two Foxtechan facilities ensured that the Vuhifellian Economy and Justice System will remain unhindered.

Greykan 1: You have served us well Valgan 1, your leadership and determination to carry out these acts when nobody else would has showd your loyalty to the gods.

Tylian: But your inability to destroy Foxtecha Tower and the Underground Prison Elevators was a huge failure, your success was meaningless unless you destroy these two. Long have you led our troops with satisfaction from the gods, but we deem it neccessary to....

Osea 1: What Tylian 1 is trying to say is no matter how many battles you have won, or how many attacks have succeeded, or how many times you've escaped from Vuhifellian authorities, these acts cannot forgive the failure of this mission.

Greykan 1: We have decided to, send you out into the field yourself, still a commander, but a soldier at the same time.....

Valgan 1: Is that why...

Greykan 1: We summoned you here, yes. You are dismissed, and may the gods have mercy on you, and may the fallen angels themselves wrap their death bringing arms around Vuhifell and its allies....

Valgan 1 stood up from his seat, and walked out of the room now, if he was to succeed, he would have to take out the one military installation protecting Golden Skies City, Golden Skies Air Force Base.

Golden Skies AFB

The First A400M aircraft touched down with the squeeking of the Wheels. after the soft landing, it taxied to the assigned aviation parking, to start unloading The Eagles, and to wait for the many more A400M's to come.

EBG Sqaud 49 had been stationed permanently to Golden Skies AFB for their miserable string of Mission Failure reports, James Macker himself was inside their barracks lecturing them.

James Macker: THIS IS PATHETIC! Four Mission Failures from you guys in less than two years. This is supposed to be the best in the EBG, which is the best in Vuhifell, how do you think the world community sees us when their 'best' unit is performing so dismally. Shall I read over to you your failures.

EBG 179: SESOU- FAILURE
Sqaud 49: Destroy Kazach Order Weapons Cache- FAILURE
Sqaud 49: Successfully secure Golden Skies riots without any civilian casualties- FAILURE

Oh and shall I not forget what happened on the Koen! Not only did you not complete your task, but you destroyed HOW MANY SUITS OF MOLIGNAR ARMOR!

EBG 99: It was not our fualt, okay, just look at how many mission accomplished reports we have had.

James Macker: After I introduced 179 and 162 to this sqaud everything went downhill, maybe I should pull the plug on you two.

EBG 117: NO! I can't have that!

James Macker: It's not up to you, but anyway, I'm not going to pull the plug on 179 and 162, instead, if you fail this next assignment, the sqaud will be DISBANDED! And all of you will be sent back to the Academy as recruits.

Everyone in Sqaud 49 dropped their jaw, after everything they had done, James was actually serious about disbanding Sqaud 49.

They were all staring blankly into space that night when an aircraft without a VAF Emblem touched down on the runway, 179 and 117 immediately grabbed their rifles and went outside.

EBG 117: Hey, wait, I know this emblem.......

Marc was doing some last-minute checks on their Vehicles, the last ones had arrived, when he saw two guys walking towards him. he turned around and saw two men, standing in front of him, armed with their rifles.
"EBG's 117 and 179? Did you participate on the Liberation of the Koen?"
Flashaback. the huge ship, the terrorists, the horror of booby-traps. time to do something back for these guys.

EBG 117: Yeah, we did, 179 here went insane and threw frags everywhere on a cleared deck though, so I could hardly call that liberation.

EBG 179: 117.....

EBG 117: Eh heh....erm....anyway [backing away from 179] Anyway we can help unload your supplies, the rest of the sqaud is inside, they probably recognized your emblem before we did.

EBG 99: 117, 179, you idiots, you two went out without your armor!

99 was running up to the two of them, 179 looking like she was about to kill 117 as usual.

EBG 99: Well I'll be damned.....Welcome to Vuhifell! Haha! 117, get inside and tell control about this.

EBG 179: They already know sir, how do you think they got past our air defense network?

EBG 117: Ya' know, she's right sir, even I'm beginning to doubt your logic as a commander if you missed that.

EBG 99: Ahem, anyway, you two get inside, I have to have brief our dear foreign commander on the situation here.

EBG 117 & 179: Yes sir!

99 watched the two of them run off and began to speak,

EBG 99: Heh, cocky bastard from poor family and well educated President's daughter. Well commander, what have you got? It's all going to be helpful in the war.

"ehm," he looked at EBG 117 and 179 walking away,
"I've got 10 VBCI APC's, 50 Renault Kerax 6x6 trucks, 50 DAF TROPCO 8x8 Trucks, and 60 Eagle IV 4x4 Vehicles, and we could fly-in more, but I don't think so. we probably get some helicopters and Jets here, and possibly some MRTP 33' Naval patrol Vessels. there are about 300 Marines armed with JK1a weapons here. so, where do you need us?"

EBG 99: We're going to need some of your men and all of your vehicles in the cleanup and reconstruction efforts in Golden Skies City. If you have a few first aid kits on board your aircraft we're gonna' need those too. 200 of your men should stay here at the airbase, its a big psychological effect on Vuhifellian civilians if they see foreigners on our soil, it means we're losing the war, and no one in the government wants that. You said you had helicopters, that's good, set up a security parimeter around Golden Skies City airspace, we'll fly shifts, Vuhifellian dropships during the day, your helicopters at night. Okay commander, I think that it, enjoy Vuhifell while you can, things around here are really unpredictable.

99 stopped talking and held his hand out for a handshake.

EBG 99: Believe me commander, really unpredictable.

"that's a roger, by the way, have you experience in kit building? we've got some Attack and transport helicopters, aswell as MRTP Patrol boats to construct. I'll send some vehicles and manpower towards Golden Skies immediately."

EBG 99: No, sorry, you'll have to get that stuff assembled in Golden Skies City, all of our equipment is pre-made by Foxtecha and we are trained to reassemble Foxtecha made equipment only.

"ah, no problem, we would have to get that bolted together by ourselves."
Marc turned around and Shouted at one of the Soldiers
"HEY! Gunther! Get me that damned Manual, would you!"
he looked at EBG 99, again.
"you could count us being ready to go by the evening."

EBG 99: Thank you for your country's support, feel free to utilize any civilian and military services as you see fit, I'm going to brief my sqaud on our mission now, so if you'll excuse me.

99 saluted the VL commander, turned, and walked away towards the airbase, making hand notions at the Grabacr sqaudron as they touched down on runway 2.

"yes Sir!" he turned around on his heels, and made his way to Gunther with large steps. when he arrived, he took a manual and a Box, saying: Tiger Assault helicopter, Main engine Parts. Attention: FRAGILE.
"Now lets get this finished." he sighed.

BUMP for more people

OOC:i am busy with school work galore so i TAG and would like to say THANK YOU for putting a map to make all our lives easier. :p Please people start getting maps of you nation....it will make RPing easier.

BUMP again for more people

OOC:i am busy with school work galore so i TAG and would like to say THANK YOU for putting a map to make all our lives easier. :p Please people start getting maps of you nation....it will make RPing easier.
OOC: that's not that hard for me, you could just imagine Europe as an island... but ofcourse I have a map, altough I should get a better one....

we offer our help, we had similer actions by fanatics throughout our huge nations, but we succeded in ending there attacks in only 2 years...

our well trained PD can happly help you against any form of terrorism, and i call for a summit for all nations to join to point out the countries that support terrorism

We accept the Arab League's help, however, to explain the situation, the Kazach Order started out as a small independence organization 300 years ago, since then, they've built up their forces and Vuhifell and the Kazach Order have been warring ever since.

Golden Skies City
Sector C

EBG 117: This part of the city was hardest hit, the broadcasting center and the agency HQ were all within a block of the sector center

EBG 179: Dear sweet Vuhifell, get that VL commander on the line will ya' 117?

EBG 117: Sure thing

EBG 179: [On radio to Golden Skies AFB] This is EBG 179 to the VL commander, are those vehicles ready to go yet, we seriously need supplies and medical help over here, some drilling to get people out of the wreckage of the broadcasting center broke a gas main, the situation isn't all that good, people are just lying on the street waiting for help here, the risk of another explosion isn't too comforting.

The Most Holy Empire of Nistolonia will aid you in your task to remove these rebels. Due to other operations currently underway now, we can only spare about 400 troops and 20 Viper Combat Transports.
-Nistolonian Office of Forigin Affairs-

We welcome Nistolonian troops in our country, will they be arriving by air or sea, as to set up the correct security measures and accomodations for your troops.

"This is Alpha Patrol commander, roger, we're on our way."
The Vehicles shortly shaked and slowly accelerated to their final speeds, and headed towards the sector C.

an Eagle IV arrived first, carrying several medics. they jumped out of the vehicle and started to treat the wounded, and carry away the dead. after that, several APC's and IFV's arrived, ready to treat others, and reapir the leak.

Seeing troops arive in C Sector cleared everyone's thoughts, they were safe now, and a civilian walked up to one of the VL soldiers repairing the gas leak.

Random Civilian: Erm, excuse me good sir, but what branch of the military are you in, I've never seen armor like that before, nor that arm patch...ehhhh

Meanwhile Sqaud 49 was consulting a team of engineers on how to get the maglev systems all over the city working again.

EBG 117: I'm telling you, we better put that at top priority, traffic will be murder unless we get the maglevs up and running again

Engineer: That's not my problem now is it, we were sent in here to clear out the rubble from the broadcast center and that's it! No one told us about no maglev system, sides, you EBG folk can airlift people in and out of the city right, just do tha'

EBG 179: Erm, 117, we got a teensy little problem here

She pointed her sniper rifle towards the civilian talking to the VL troops

EBG 117: Take him out if you must, just don't get any blood on the troops, explain it to David, he'll say it was under Hewlett Protocol.

The Soldier working on the gas pipe looked up.
"What are you saying?" he looked at his patch, showing Vom Letzebuerger Armei/ Van Luxemburgian Army, and back at the civilian.
"Oh, I'm Van Luxemburgian, ever had a vacation there?"

EBG 179: Oh sweet, sweet mercy, he's shown the civilian a foreign armpatch.

EBG 117: [On radio] 99 this is 117, civilian has identified the VL troops as foreigners.

EBG 99: This falls under Hewlett Protocol, 117, you have permission to take the civilian out.

EBG 117: 179, as your superior officer I am now giving you permission to take the target out.

EBG 179: Okay, laser scope's on his head, say goodnight.

179 pulled the trigger, not getting any civilian blood on the VL soldiers as she was ordered.

EBG 117: How you've never been promoted since you left the academy I do not know.

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Golden Skies AFB

Radar operator: [Loudspeaker to rest of base] Attention Sqaud 49 and Van Luxemburgian troops, multiple Mi-29 Hind gunships are coming in from the east escorted by about 4 sqaudrons of MiG-29's, Grabacr sqaudron deploy immediately, all personel proceed to combat alert status Zanzibar (Highest). This is not a drill, I repeat, this is not a drill.

Grabacr 1: You VL troops over there!

Grabacr 1 was talking and running to his hanger at the same time.

Grabacr 1: If by some unearthly way we fail to take out this assault, you are all to evacuate this base and head to November Fortress about 300 miles east of here, do you understand!

He didn't have time for them to respond, he had reached his hanger and was now boarding his plane to intercept the air assault group.

"That's a roger!"The Pilot ran towards an Tiger assault helicopter, and engaged the engines. the Rotors began with spinning, and the helicopter took off, together with 9 others. at the same time, 10 Rafale Multiroles took off, heading for the group of Hostiles.

Sector C

The Van Luxemburgian soldier looked at the Civilian, which eyes widened jsut before he collapsed. the Van Luxemburgian kept calm, and worked on.
"I've seen enough people die in the last few years, so that's no problem."he said to himslef, but loud enough for everybody to hear.

EBG 99: God if there's ever a military protocol I hate for than Farbanti, it's Hewlett...

99 was panting after he had just ordered the best in the EBG to fire on a Vuhifellian civilian.

EBG 110: You okay colonel, now's not the time to be busting out like this, there's an air raid coming this way.

EBG 99: I'm fine, I guess I'm just losing my touch as a military command officer that's all, that's all, oh god that's all.

Eureka 1: C'mon, even hardasses like you guys need to learn how to accept defeat, get in the dropships NOW!

EBG 118: No, Grabacr and the VL sqaudrons may take out the hostiles, be patient.

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30 miles north of Golden Skies City

Zikorav 1: This is sortie leader, all aircraft report in

Zikorav 2-8: Zikorav sqaudron on standby

Vishnok 1-8: Vishnok 1-8 on standby

Katananata: Katananata 1-8 on standby

Istas: Istas 1-8 on standby

Cruik: Cruik 1-12 on standby

Zikorav 1: Okay, all MiG's activate your XMAA's now, only use QAAM's if we're losing the battle, highly unlikely, they've only got three fighters at that base of theirs.

Zikorav 2 exploded suddenly

Zikorav 1: WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED!

Zikorav 3: The Golden Skies Air Defense System sir, and at the rate that the hostiles are coming, we'll be fighting directly over it.

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Grabacr 1: Grabacr 2 and 3, stay on my wing, no matter what, all VL aircraft follow me to the combat zone, your codes are Tylian 19, ya' got that, I don't want computers shooting down our allies!

"That's a roger. we'll try to stay hidden for as long as possible, when we're near them, we fire our rockets and they're dead."

Five more Kazach aircraft went down because of the air defense system before Grabacr 1 shot down Zikorav 7.

Grabacr 1: VL Aircraft, you have permission to fire your rocket now.

Zikorav 1: VL Aircraft, is that a codename, Grabacr 1, whatever happened to you, you used to be such a good informant, we won countless battles because of you.

Grabacr 1:....How did you get this frequency?

Zikorav 1: Oops, fired a QAAM now did I, I'm sorry, but we can't have wingmen interfering.

Grabacr 2 exploded.

Grabacr 1: SON OF A BI--

Grabacr 3 exploded

Grabacr 1: VL AIRCRAFT, CONCENTRATE FIRE ON THE FIGHTER MARKED ZIKORAV 1!

Zirorav 1: Now now now, what is a VL Aircraft, what in the holy hell are you talking about, I honestly don't have a clue, oops, was that a fuel tank I just released, I'm sorry, we're over the interstate highway aren't we, op...there it goes...and the flames...and the flames and the flames....now Grabacr 1, do you see now, Vuhifellians think they can save themselves from our holy quest, when all they can do is spend money and spit meaningless words! THAT BASE IS MINE!

All helicopters in the assault group were still intact and were now heading towards the AFB.

EDIT: OOC: Towards the VL Aircraft

The 10 Rafale fighters appeared, showing their Royal van Luxemburgian Armee De l'Air with proud to the hostiles, and fired their MAGIC and MICA missiles, and then tried to manoeuver their aircraft behind the Kazach ones.

"this is Alpha one-eight to Alpha one-niner, engage those helis, out"
"Alpha One-niner, Roger"

The Tiger Assault helicopters engaged. a "Klunk" shuddered the helicopters and announced the readiness of their weapons.
"FIRE At those Damned Helicopters!"
10 Stinger AA missiles left their rails, and propelled themselves towards their target.

Cruik 1: Van Lu...what...wait, WHAT THE HELL, EVERYONE! THOSE PLANE'S DON'T HAVE VUHIFELLIAN INSIGNIA!

Cruik 2: Must be a black project. Either way it's probably one of those dogs foreign control agency's, I say we destroy every last on of them!

Cruik 1: All Cruik's! Hostile helis ahead! They've fired on us, all surviving units fire Mistral missiles!

Cruik 3: Those old bastards! By the gods I'm regretting joining the order

All Cruik helicopters did fire their missiles however, with 2 mistral missiles per helicopter in order to make room for AGM's, they were now almost defenseless against the "VL" Fighters overhead.

Cruik 1: Alright, radar here says all mistal missiles have been fired towards those helis blocking out path, this should be easy.

Suddenly, the missiles fired by the VL choppers destroyed almost half the assault group...

"incoming missiles, heading opposite of ours ETA 40 secs!"
"Dive!" the helicopters dived towards the ground. if the rockets would do the same, they would crash against the ground. one helicopter was not lucky, and was hit. he could narrowly put his helicopter to the ground.
"Alpha one-Niner-three down."
"Fire next volley!"
a second volley of Stinger AA missiles launched, heading toward sthe helicopters.
"I think it's time to make us known to them" the commander mentioned when he searched the Kazach channel.
"Attention Kazachi Order Aircraft, this is the Van Luxemburgian Military, Surrender or Feel our Wrath"

the VL Rafale fighters engaged the Fighters Left, and fired their MICA and MAGIC Missiles left. they would have to return to base soon, they were running low on fuel, because they had used their afterburners...

The 20 Nistolonian Vipers, filled with troops, were flying low, skimming over the ground on their silent engines. The troops inside were sleeping, reading or talking, just as they had been for the long journey.
The comm unit in the Vipers coughed into life with a burst of static.
"All units, this is Helix lead. There's some sort of battle going on up ahead. Looks like a bunch of helicopters, a few fighters. I count about 15 rebel choppers, maybe 10 fighters, and about 20 VL fighters. Suggest we increase altitude."
Captian Erellian picked up his radio. "Roger, Helix lead, this is command. All units, increase alitiude, assume formation one-one-theta. Stand by for attack run."
Unsecured packs fell to the back of the Vipers as the climbed rapidly, until they were above and beyond the fight. Then they banked swiftly, streaking back towards the fight.
"This is Helix Command. Units Lead through 8, attack the fighters. Units 9-18, take out those helicopters."

Flying down like a swarm of angry black hornets, the Vipers leveled out and fired.
Units 9-18 came in from above, firing on the Hinds, who were defenseless against the assualt. (Helicopters cant point up). As they broke formation, the chainguns on the vipers opened fire, filling the air with armour piercing bullets.

TAG for the Ottoman Alliance.

The remains of the Cruik assault team were being fired upon by VL missiles and by Nistolonian bullets...

Cruik 1: Hey, Zikorav 1! I'm not going to make it, those bullets destroyed my rear rotor and the missiles are incoming, all other Cruik's have been destroyed...before I join our brothers in heaven and meet the gods themselves, tell Vuhifell that foreigners are on their soil...that should help our cause....herk.....ugh....Heh, when I get into heaven, I will tell almighty Tyth (Master God) to allow you into heaven....*explosion* *static*

Zikorav 1: Well, Grabacr 1, I hope you enjoyed my little show for you, I'm off to tell your entire continent the deady secret Cruik 1 told me before he died....*evil laughter* Tata!

Zikorav 1 used his afterburners to escape the air defense zone unharmed, while the rest of the fighters under his command exploded around him. In total, 64 Kazach personel lost their lives that day, and it marked the end of July 12, 2072...

Grabacr 1: Everyone RTB! To the Nistolonian aircraft that aided us.....thank you, and to the Van Luxemburgians.....I heard what happened on the Koen, I hope they never meet up with the Kazach Order....

The Nistolonian Vipers pulled out of their attack run at the last moment, switching to VOTL mode. The front of the base was swarming in Nistolonian soldiers, and the pilots began to clamber out of their cockpits.
"Form up!" Leutenant Yidrylas jumped out of the last Viper. "All squads, form up!"
The 400-odd Nistolonians were soon arranged at attention in their respective squads.
Yidrylas turned and walked over to the Vuhifellian Command Center, followed by his command squad.

James Macker: You guys were god damned lucky! If Van Luxemburg hadn't been there you guys would be at the academy right now!

EBG 99: .....James, please, shut the fuck up. We're sick and tired of your tripe. We've done our share to keep the peace and protect Vuhifell, and if you disband sqaud 49, me and several of the best will resign, it's your call.

James Macker: 99! I am hereby putting you on suspension, my authority falls under Hewlett Protocol Article II.

117 and 179 walked in the command center briefing room.

EBG 117: What I miss? Hey James. How ya' been? *Hums annoying tune* Well, if you'll excuse me.

117 exits the room and heads to the cafeteria.

EBG 179: Dumbass....anyway, James, gimmi' the current sitrep.

James Macker: All enemy pilots with the exception of Zikorav 1 have been shot down, judged on Grabacr 1's account on things, he shot down both Grabacr 2 and 3 and is preparing something that would send the entire continent in an uproar.

The Nistolonian troops walked into the room when the TV flicked on, it always did whenever the general public found out about something the government didn't like.

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VCNN Emergency Report

Reporter: It seems that the secret the EBG (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y110/heat3000/2.jpg) and VA (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y110/heat3000/mar162005.jpg) soldiers have been trying to keep hidden is now out! Foreign troops on Vuhifellian soil, I can only imagine how bad the situation is between our forces and the Kazach Order to warrant an international response!

News Junkie: Turning to New Hivez now, the Presidential Palace, as you can see, is now the site of multiple protests, rants, other things of the sort, and.....hold on, we're recieving new reports from Golden Skies City.

Reporter: This just in, we've captured about a 3 second shot of foreign aircraft in the skies above Golden Skies AFB, hold on.

The reporter shows an image of several helicopters touching down without a VAF Sqaudron Ingsignia.

Reporter: Amazing, absolutely amazing...

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The TV flicked off.

James Macker:....SHIT!

EBG 99: Oh crap!

EBG 118: 200 Million people live in Golden Skies City, we're about 200 miles from the city center....erm, do we have scenario replicators.

EBG 99: Yeah but we've never been in this scenario before....dammit, dammit, dammit!

99 began to bang his head against a nearby chair, his helmet made a loud clank every time.

117 now walked in, battle rifle in hand.

EBG 117: Well c'mon, let's go!

Golden Skies AFB

The helicopters touched down, aswell as the Rafale Fighters. The Pilots got out, and walked towards the Commander.
"well, that's close" the Commander looked at the lead pilot.
"I think we've got a whole other problem right now"
"what?"
The pilot walked to his craft, followed by the Commander closely. the pilot turned on a screen, and said some commands. the Monitor showed a crowd around the New Hivez Presidential palace.
"Always great when you've got local TV on an Attack helicopter"
"Yea.... Thanks" the Commander still was hypnotised, as it seemed. then, suddenly, he took action. he grabbed his Mobilophone, and Called up his Communications officer
"Commander here, get me Macker of Vuhifell. immediately..."
"James Macker coming up, sir"
short beeping announced that the line was being established.
"The Commander of the VL Forces here, Whta's going on? what do we have to do?"

James Macker's cell phone rang in the middle of his lecture with sqaud 49.

James Macker: Ah, christ, hope it's not my father again. Oh wait, it's not a Foxtecha number, that's odd....Hello?

"The Commander of the VL Forces here, Whta's going on? what do we have to do?"

Well for one thing, you could assist sqaud 49 in securing Golden Skies City, I'm not so sure if the citizens all around Vuhifell are going to be happy with this. The 2nd Army will be assisting us as well. That is all.

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Hrimfaxi Peninsula
600 Miles North of Farbanti

Valgan 1: The mission was a success and a failure, yet again

Osea 1: No, it was a complete and utter success, the President is being overwhelmed by the situation, he doesn't have the balls to use MEGALITH like his great-grandfather did.

Greykan 1: Your troops failed in taking control of destroying the base, however, the panic you caused by giving Vuhifellian media this information well, I think we all know that this was a mission accomplished.

Valgan 1: Is this session adjourned?

Greykan 1: Not before we tell you your next course of action, Istas Fortress is the installation guarding Comberth, am I correct?

Valgan 1: It has been abandoned since the last change of power.

Greykan 1: And it still has military vehicles and weapons inside of it, correct?

Valgan 1: In the event that it should be reactivated, yes.

Greykan 1: I want you to take another sortie, stealth fighters, load two men into each one, drop them into key points in the fortress, and give our foreign friends a truely Vuhifellian welcome.

Valgan 1: Yes sir! May I have the gods blessing on this mission, as Zikorav 1 had on the last.

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OOC: Any info you need on Golden Skies City, you are free to ask.

OOC: have a map of Golden Skies?
IC:
"I got that, I'll meet them at Golden Skies AFB" the Commander shut his Mobilophone and walked towards his armoured vehicle.
"We have to get toward Golden Skies, Immediately."
"But ofcourse, arm teargas?"
"Take some of it with you, but take your rifles too. make sure you've got enough BB's with you."

OOC: Ima have a map up by this weekend, GSC is huge

IC:

Multiple dropships were now hovering over a huge mass of anti-foreigner protestors (sp?)

Zanzibar 1: This is a dropship of the Vuhifellian Army! Disperse now! You are all violating Anderson Protocol! Those who resist the military police will be shot! Repeat, those who resist the military police will be shot! GSPD officers and VA soldiers will now escort you to a detention facility, those who resist will be shot!

Gunfire erupted from the crowd, and they managed to take control of a nearby APC and use it's grenade launcher to shoot down the dropship (Non MOLIGNAR)

GSPD: This is the Golden Skies Police Department, protestors are hostile, treat them as such, VA units are cleared to fire on sight.

A roar came from the crowd, and a molotov cocktail landed inside a nearby GSPD sqaud car, killing no one but heavily injuring officers nearby.

A VCNN helicopter hovered nearby, cloaked by a massive skyscraper.

VCNN: The devastation is horrible! These rioters are destroying the city, normally you would see people all over these streets and maglev cars everywhere, but not today, it is utter chaos here as the largest city in Vuhifell falls into anarchy.

VCNN News Junkie: 200 million souls are trapped inside the city, may someone help them, someone help them...

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President Stevan Daniels: I am now authorizing use of lethal force in Golden Skies City, raise alert status up to Zanzibar, lockdown the city, raise the defense rails, and FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! GET THESE DAMN PROTESTORS OUT OF THE CENTRAL YARD!

Presidential Guards: YES SIR!

Secretary of Defense Howard Fortstall: What shall we do? What shall we do? Our largest city, our economic and military heart, under siege by a bunch of hoodlums!

President Stevan Daniels: We'll rebuild, we've always rebuilt, we just have to kill those Kazach BASTARDS that released that information!

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James Macker: 99, get everyone ready to leave to Golden Skies City, your taken Eureka sqaudron into Sector J, it seems deserted, after that, secure the city, and secure Foxtecha Tower, if you fail this, it'll be your last mission failure as sqaud 49!

EBG 99: YES SIR!

Golden Skies City

an VBCI stalled near a crowd, and a Marine got out on top.
"this is the van Luxemburgian Marines! drop your weapons and follow Vuhifellian units! I repeat! this is the van Luxemburgian Marines! drop your weapons and follow Vuhifellian units! Follow orders, or we will be forced to open fire!

a group of Marines, clothed in full Battle-suit, came closer and armed their Less-lethal Launchers, BB's, Stun-guns and flashbangs.

"this is the Van Luxemburgian military! You are surrounded! Follow Vuhifellian orders!"

A nearby dropship saw what the VL troops were doing.

Zanzibar 3: Oh shit, shouldn't ha' done that.

Rioter: GET OUT OF OUR COUNTRY YOU FOREIGN SCUM!

Rioter: YEAH! DOGS! WE DON'T NEED FOREIGNERS ON OUR SOIL!

They seemed to be venting their anger on buildings instead, because they had used the APC grenade launcher against a small school skyscraper instead, demolishing half the building.

Zanzibar 3: Oh shit, hail the loudspeakers before they do more damage! [To crowd] THIS IS A DROPSHIP OF THE VUHIFELLIAN MILITARY, OBEY OUR COMMANDS OR WE WILL BE FORCED TO OPEN FIRE, THIS IS YOUR LAST WARNING!

Zanzibar pulled the safety pin on one of the dropships JACKEL missiles, and fired it just beyond the crowd, missing some people's heads by mere inches.

Zanzibar 3: THAT WAS A WARNING SHOT! WE WILL OPEN FIRE IF YOU DO NOT FOLLOW GSPD VEHICLES TO THE NEAREST DETENTION CENTER!

All of a sudden about half the crowd ran, towards the GSPD sqaud cars, hiding behind the doors, the other half decided it was a smart idea to fire at the foreigners.

Rioter: GO TO HELL YOU DAMN FOREIGNERS!

He had fired the grenade launcher on the APC towards the VL chopper, missed it, and began firing the double machine gun turret instead...

"What the Hell is going on there? What the hell is going on?" Ydrylas was yelling at the CO of the base. When he finally got the news, he stalked out, muttering about xenophbes.
"All units! Return to your Vipers! Prepare for combat!"
The Nistolonian Vipers were now headed in the direction of the city.

"This is One, under fire!, requesting reinforcements immediately, I repeat! under fire!, requesting reinforcements immediately."
The helicopter slowly descended and aimed it's weapons for the APC.
"Van Luxemburgian Tiger to Vuhifell PD! asking to fire, may I open fire?"
The Pilot panicked, the MG had hit his cannon, and took it out. his Tailrotor was also heavily damaged, but the Helicopter could stay where it was.
the Gunner optioned for the HOT AT missile, and armed it.
"Weapons ready, awaiting Fire"

GSPD: GSPD, you have clearence to fire on any and all hostile targets, we're done here, a week of hard labor for these rioters will tell them the government doesn't stand for this.

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5 dropships were swiftly manuevering through the city streets, no one noticed them due to optical stealth. Tracer gunfire could be seen throughout the city and several fires were billowing heavy black smoke all over the place.

EBG 117: This looks exactly like Farbanti during the last war...now the war has reached Golden Skies City, I don't think we're ready for this.

EBG 99: Of course we aren't...that's why we're the best, ain't it?

117 smiled through his helmet

EBG 117: Yeah, we're the best

Eureka 1: Guys, I'm gonna have to leave you here, the rioters are destroying the entire city, and they're heading towards the financial district. You need to stop them here.

EBG 117: Roger that, don't worry, you've got me here, what can happen.

179 heard 117's remark and pointed her battle rifle to his head.

EBG 179: Turn around.....that can happen...

EBG 117: Why thank you for not cracking my armor, I don't feel like losing another suit. Now, unload and maybe we can get this done by morning, I don't feel like staying in a city that's destroying itself...

"Van Luxemburgian Tiger to GSPD, we'll fire, out"
The Pilot switched to his mic, and adressed the crowds.
"this is The Van Luxemburgian Armed Forces, throw down your weapons and cancel Hostile behaviour, this is our last warning, we will open fire in 3, 2, 1,"
The HOT missile made it's way off the rail, towards the APC.

OOC: I'm going to have to slow down my posting speed for this thread because of trying to come up with a map of GSC and my school starting tomorrow. But I will definately have a map of GSC up sometime next week.

OOC: okay, mind if I test some of my Advanced fighters in some air-battles against the Kazach Order? they still have to arrive, but might prove useful...

OOC: Sure, but as to very personal problems in my life right now, I have to make sure a few people get arrested and a few kids get in trouble before I post again.

OOC: if I may be so free to ask, what happened exactly? it sounds like very bad things have happened.

OOC: Bad things did happen, but the proper authorities have been informed, now, back to the RP! w00t!

IC:

The APC exploded, and in int's wake, very few rioters had the guts to stick around when the Vuhifellian dropship fired another warning shot. The riot in sector C had ended. All the rioters would be forced into a week's worth of hard labor or face the firing squad.

Meanwhile, in sector F, near the financial district, the EBG units in Squad 49 lined up in the middle of Guru Avenue, and raised their battle rifles at a massive crowd of rioters that had turned onto the Avenue at an intersection.

EBG 99: WEAPONS UP!

All 60 members raised their rifles simultaneously.

EBG 99: AIM!

Again, their movements were in tune so that they all put their helmets against the gun to see through the scope.

EBG 99: FIRE ONE!

Everyone in the squad fired a three round burst into the crowd, armed with molotov cocktails and M4A1 Carbines.

EBG 99: FIRE TWO!

Yet again, another three round burst from the squad, hundreds fell instantly, and the rioters retreated onto Hierarch Avenue.

EBG 99: Mission accomplished, we'll be getting back up to the airbase now...

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Presidential Broadcast Center
Downtown New Hivez

President Stevan Daniels: As President, of the Democratic Republic of The Vuhifellian States, or Vuhifell for short, I am now declaring a state of military law across the continent. Any persons shall and will, obey commands given by Vuhifellian, EBG , or foreign troops, failure to do so will result in a month of hard labor and/or the death penalty by firing squad.

I am now authorizing the use of the Stonehenge artillery battery

OOC: Stonehenge is an artillery complex featuring 8 huge cannons, and by huge, I mean huge enough to luanch a 20,000 lb shell 3,000 miles

IC: And the MEGALITH missile silos, against the Kazach Order, the Secretary of Defense, Howard Fortstall, is now Commander-in-Chief of all Vuhifellian forces in the continent.

The President stepped down from the podium he was on and made way for Secretary of Defense, Howard Fortstall, a athletic, middle aged man, who was just a private in the last war.

Howard Fortstall: I accept the President's nomination for the Commander-in-Chief position, for all Vuhifellian forces. My first order of business, is to find, and kill, any anti-foreign protestors in Vuhifell. This new war requires absolute cooperation from everyone, the democracy Vuhifell once was will not dissappear, it will only be stricken while this war is going on. Vuhifell is now officially declared a military state, anyone defying military law, as stated by the President, will be forced into hard labor and/or the death penalty by firing squad. Those who try to force democratic government while the war is still going on, will be immediately killed, and I expect our foreign guests to follow the new code of law for Vuhifell in our struggle against the Kazach Order.

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Golden Skies AFB

Ground Controller: Nistilonian troops, you are cleared for take off, VL forces have cleared a major riot in sector C, and Squad 49 cleared another major riot in Sector F, your job, once you take off, is to secure the remainder of the city under the code of New Vuhifellian Military Law.

The President dissapeared soon after the message was broadcasted over public television. All non military internet access was shut down, every radio, TV, and satellite broadcast was edited and censored approapriatly. (Sp?) Squad 49 was now on assignment to enforce martial law in Golden Skies City. The Nistilonian troops were also on assignment.

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New Hivez Presidential Palace

Howard Fortstall: I expect everything is in order?

He was talking to a dark figure in a large overcoat, an article of cloathing that was banned due to military law.

Figure: Yes, you have yourself the seat of power to the continent, and we have a free passage into the heartland.

Howard Fortstall: Good, I expect further relationsions between us in the future.

Figure: I don't expect that, not with the President's supporters still in the capital...we must flush them out...and...make the foreigners pay for their transgressions, this is not their war!

Howard Fortstall: I'm already on it.....

Golden Skies AFB

The A400M's slowly descended from the clouds. they carried the parts for the Mirage 2100, the newest version of van Luxemburg's High-Tech fighter.
The Commander was happy to see them arriving, now they could patrol over Vuhifell.
"Sargeant! GET OVER HERE!" he shouted like his soul was going to leave earth quite quickly. but that could indeed happen, in this dangerous area.
"Soldier, unload the boxes with your squad, all take a box and a manual and start building!"
"Yes Sir!" The sergeant replied, while looking at the endless number of boxes in the Aircraft.
"Guys, all get a box and a manual, we'll have to build a few advanced Fighters!"

a few days later, the Mirage 2100's finally had been completed and took off, for their first confrontation with Reality.

EBG 117: I think I'm in love....

EBG 118: No way, I got dibs on that...

117 and 118 were staring at the new Mirage 2100 fighters that had just been assembled before their eyes, in their base. Grabacr 1 walked over to them.

Grabacr 1: Shouldn't you guys be doing something else than...whoa...cool....but you guys get the hell away from it, you'll probably crash it and turn Van Luxemburg into an enemy instead of an ally.

EBG 117: That's the dream. You know I enjoy this job too much to let "alliances" get in the way. Too bad though, I guess I'll just have to crash your crappy ass F-47.

EBG 99: [On EBG Frequency] 117, 118! GET OVER HERE! NOW!

EBG 117: What did I do now!

99 was in the briefing room, along with everyone else in the squad. 117 and 118 walked in as soon as a hologram projector began transmitting a map of Vuhifell and several blips on it.

EBG 99: These were just found, they're ammo dumps and vehicle parks, left over from the last war, they're not Kazach, they're Vuhifellian. As such, they are ready to be used at any moment, and are protected as such, but 6 radar blips appeared near Istas Fortress for about 3 minutes and then dissapeared, we're no sure if it's Kazach or not, or if it was shot down, but we're investigating. Talk to the VL commander, tell him that we need his troops in either his helicopters or Ofnir Dropship squadron immediately.

EBG 117: Yes sir!

117 ran outside to find the VL Commander.

EBG 117: Sir, and order from my colonel, he wants your troops to load up in either your helicopters or our dropships and accompany us to Istas Fortress 1,000 miles from here and help us investigate, your new...cool....very cool fighters will be needed to provide close air support if needed as well.

OOC: Great quiz, and thanks.... a score of 70 isn't that bad, is it?
IC:

The Commander looked at 117
"thanks, and I'll let you fly in it once we're sure that you have the ability to work together with the Athena Supercomputer and can pay $200 million dollars..... and that excludes the weapons. I'll call up my people immediately, and we're lucky"
the commander looked at the Landing strip, where 5 A400M's were still parked.
"Those can transport us..."
The Vehicles began to roll into the Large transport aircraft shortly after, while the 10 Mirage 2100 aircraft engaged their Take-off mode. the GPS of the Supercomputer in the Mirage 2100 contacted a Van Luxemburgian Location Sattelite and Vuhifell. High-command to finish it's target fix. after that was completed, the computer contacted the tower, asked for take-off clearance and taxied to the Runway. the Pilot did a short Monitor Check and the Computer lifted the aircraft off the ground, on the way to their targets. some time after the Mirage 2100 had left, the A400M's left also.

OOC: Let me guess, the location and traitor questions got ya'?

IC:

Behind his helmet, 117 was drooling, he had only heard "I'll let you fly in it" from the VL Commander.

EBG 117: Sweet...erm, hold on...[On radio] Colonel, they're transport planes are taking off now.

EBG 99: Alright, 117, get into dropship hanger 12, everyone is in the Eureka's except for YOU! Now get in here!

EBG 117: Roger that, erm...[to the VL Commander] Well, cya' in Comberth, beautiful city, absolutely beautiful.

He ran towards the hanger and was greeted by shouts from 99 and friendly welcomes from everyone else.

EBG 99: Okay, all Eureka's close the bay doors now, taxi to the VTOL take off pad.

The Korsa dropships went out first, to the dedicated 'Korsa Class Dropship Only' VTOL Pad.

Eureka 1: Eureka 1, 3, and 5 ready for takeoff.

The Lifter dropships taxied onto the 'Lifter Class Dropship Only' VTOL Pad outside next.

Eureka 2: Eurekas 2 and 4 ready for takeoff.

Eureka 1: Roger that, ETA to Istas Fortress, 3 hours.

All 5 dropships took off from their respective pads, about 800 feet above the ground, they engaged their main engines, and headed towards Istas Fortress, or Fortress Istastas (Place of Silence).

OOC: Yup, and the one about how many provinces... I got 5, it said 10.

IC:
"Mwah, no problem, we'll see when we do it." the commander shouted after 117. then, he stepped into one of the NH-90 helicopters still standing on their pads, and took off, together with the Tiger helicopters and the other NH-90's. they followed the Dropships, however hard to catch up with, towards the Fortress Istastas
OOC: Just assuming I'll have to be there.

OOC: Doesn't matter really, the place will be empty when they get there.

3 Hours into the flight

EBG 117: Lalalalala! Listen to my great voice! Hehe! PEACE!

117 was more of a stand up child comedian when he wasn't on the battlefield, and 99 was used to him keeping his squad in good spirits with his war stories and jokes.

EBG 118: Aha, okay, and what happened next?

Eureka 1: Guys, we're about to pass over Istas Fortress now, better make sure you got your weapons ready.

EBG 117: I'll tell ya' guys later 118, right now, Istas Fortress is my main concern.

Istas Fortress was indeed a place of silence, it only had four entrances, and they were carved into 90 degree cliff faces in the Comberth jungle. Making it hard for the dropships to get everyone inside quickly, in the end, Eureka 1 fired a JACKEL Missile into the rock face, blowing the steel doors open.

The members of Squad 49 jumped out of the dropships and onto a steel platform used to get inside.

EBG 117: [To VL troops on radio] Hey, VL dudes, have you guys landed at the airbase on top of the plateau, or have you airdropped out of those planes of yours somewhere into the jungle?

The Technician of one of the Van Luxemburgian squads answered the question, while he was listening to 117's happyness
"we're not crazy, and we've come down just outside of the Fortress, start Intervention? and by the way 117, please don't shout that hard again through that dropship, my ears hurt..." the technician looked around. plain Forest, probably Jungle. good news they had their woodlands on, at first they had alpines on their vehicles for Golden skies City, because The White matched the colour of the building. they were ready to storm the base.

EBG 117: Roger that you guys, the only way into the fortress is either through these damned cliff wall doors, or by elevator at.....DAMMIT! Nevermind, or elevator at the airbase. [To 99] Why couldn't we use the elevators?

EBG 99: This is the EBG, not god damned pre-school! Now get inside that door.

EBG 117: But before I do...

117 picked a fragmentation grenade from his weapons belt.

EBG 117: Ladeda.

He pulled the pin and chucked it inside the hallway, bouncing off the walls around a corner, the second he heard the explosion, 117 started moving.

EBG 117: Okay, let's go, now if there's any enemies, they've GOT to come here.

Squad 49 made their way through the destroyed steel doors, into one of the five maglev transport stations for quick access to anywhere in the huge underground base.

EBG 117: Well, shall we head to the armory, I want to mess around with the new shotguns, heheee.

EBG 99: [To VL] If you do take the elevators, take the transport system to the armory, we'll meet you there.

"that's a roger"the Technician answered.
He called the Commander and told him to go, and after a few seconds, they moved on. the Soldiers stormed the Elevator, and checked every corner using their Barrel-mounted camera. they stormed on, using every obstacle as cover. their was however nothin on their way. they took the transport system and got to the armory, and again, everything was clear. they met up with the Vuhifellian units, and the Commander decided to ask what's going on.
"hey guys, everything was clear on the road down here, is there something going on? one of 117's jokes?"

EBG 117: BWAH! Nooooo! Noohohohohooooo!

The weapons rack labeled 'HEAVY WEAPONS' was empty, as was the rack labeled 'ASSAULT RIFLES', and about every weapons rack in the armory with the exception of 'LESS-THAN-LETHAL'

EBG 117: I am not testing the strength of my helmet with a freakin' tazer! WHERE ARE THE GUNS!

EBG 99: Erm, what the hell, this place is supposed to be filled with weapons, seriously, where are the guns?

EBG 179: [To VL COmmander] No, sorry, this isn't one of 117's jokes, unfortunately we traveled over 1000 miles just to see an empty armory, this sucks, 117, quit sulking over the loss of weapons, come with me to the control room, I'ma check something out.

EBG 117: Fine, but if there's a gun on the way over there, we're stopping.

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V-109
Interstate Highway Leading to Golden Skies AFB

A vehicle column consisting of 20 tanks, 40 APC's and 4 rocket luanchers rolled down the highway exit towards Golden Skies AFB, they all had the Vuhifellian,

'PRESIDENTIAL MILITARY RESERVE'

Emblem on them, before the rocket luancher MLRS vehicles stopped, and the tanks and APC's kept on rolling towards the airbase.....

OOC: Is any of your stuff still at the base, these are Kazach units.

OOC: nope, I sent all my troops there, but a few of my helicopters haven't arrived yet, so they can turn around, the others should paradrop in soon...

the A400M took off again from the Fortress. after dropping the VL forces off, it had returned to pick them up again to return to Golden Skies AFB. if they were alright, the Mirage 2100 aircraft should already have arrived there, aswell as the helicopters, which were only halfway.

Golden Skies AFB

The Mirage 2100 took off, for the 2nd time this day. it would go on a recon mission over Golden Skies, and report any strange activities. it's first destination: the center of Golden Skies. it had to fly over the V-109 to reach it, and the pilot saw a Military Column driving there. nothing too starnge, but he decided to report it back.
"Patrol Zulu Niner Niner Five, Papa Bear come in"
"Papa Bear here, Patrol Zulu Niner Niner Five"
"Reporting a Military column on the V-109, driving towards Golden Skies AFB"
"roger, we'll report it to Vuhifellian units."
The Operator at the AFB was already gone to search one of the Vuhifellian commanders.

A VL soldier came up to the vice commander of Golden Skies AFB and told him about the column.

Vice Commander: A tank column eh? Ima check this out with the base commander.

The Vice Commander dialed a set of numbers on his telephone, and was answered immediately.

Base Commander: Who am I talking to?

Vice Commander: Me, the VC, uhh, hey, VL patrols spotted a tank convoy heading towards the base, can you check the Presidential records?

Base Commander: Uhh, yeah, hold on...

The Base Commander accessed the Presidential Deployment archives from his computer, then answered the Vice Commander's question.

Base Commander: Yeah, it says here:

July 16, 2072
To: Golden Skies Air Force Base
From: Istas Fortress

Units:
20 Warmaster's
40 Hellcat's
4 Johnnyboy's

ETA: 17:00 Vuhifell Central Time

That's it, tell VL to disregard that convoy, it's passive.

Vice Commander: Okay [To VL soldier] Yeah, it's a passive convoy, just disregard it, the Secretary of Def....I mean the Commander in Chief must be deploying them here to help in securing the area.

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MRLS: ALL UNITS LOYAL TO THE GODS, OPEN FIRE ON THE BASE ONCE VALGAN 1 GIVES THE COMMAND!

MRLS: Roger!

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Hrimfaxi Peninsula
600 Miles North of Farbanti

The 10 Kazach Commanders held another emergency session in their final base in the Hrimfaxi Peninsula.

Valgan 1: Do you seriously think this will work?

Greykan 1: Of course I do, if that base falls, Vuhifell will fall, that base is all that is standing in between us and the east coast, givin that we don't take the highway's to the coast, of course.

Osea 1: Yes, the forces under my command are dyin' for a battle into Oured. Who knows, we could even march our way to Shellfish Falls! We must take that base.

Greykan 1: Why do you think they stationed Squad 49 there, David isn't an idiot, niether are the President's loyalists, they can turn the tide of this war. It's just that Squad 49 is too stupid to realize what they've been stationed there for. I bet Kolimja (117) would definately fight harder if he knew why David did that to his squad.

Erusea 1: It is all taken care of, they are in the Comberth Jungle checking out our airdrop into Fortress Istastas. The airbase will be destroyed by the time they get back.

Greykan 1: Well then, I think we should give the order now, do you all agree?

Everyone else nodded in agreement.

Valgan 1: [Over radio] Hijra 1, you have clearence to attack.

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Istas Fortress

EBG 179: I've never seen anything like this, all the computers have been fried, but there's no evidence of any incineration bombs here, 117? What do you think?

EBG 117: I don't think it was Kazach, this is too complex, besides, they could have stolen the computers to help them in the war, this isn't their style.

117 and 179 were in the Istas Control Room, surrounded by burned computers and broken glass.

EBG 117: Besides, they could have taken the glass and used it for an anti-personel device, those Greykan's are very inventive. No, no, this is not their work.

EBG 99: [Over radio] 117, 179, get back here, we came here for nothing, those were Vuhifellian planes that dropped a few people in here, they evacuated all the vehicles and weapons to Golden Skies AFB. Let's get back and have a couple of beer's iight, the good kind, from the North.

EBG 117: Roger that....[To 179] If these were Vuhifellians, why did they destroy the computers? Oh well, elt's get back, I don't feel like doing my job today.

EBG 179: You suck, [To VL Troops on radio] Sorry guys, get back in your planes, we came here for nothing, let's get back to Golden Skies AFB and greet the newbies in the tanks.

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MRLS: FIRE ONE!

A volley of four missiles were suddenly hurled towards the base, while the warmaster tanks aquired their targets from two miles away and began firing upon the other crucial facilities...

over the V-109
The Mirage 2100 was still circling waiting for his command to resume. suddenly, the noise of Launching missiles attended the pilot and the Supercomputer that there was something wrong. when the pilot looked down, he saw the MRLS firing volley after Volley and tanks, which his computer recognised as Warmasters, opened Fire too.
"This is patrol Zulu Niner Niner Five to Papa Bear, requesting clarification of what I see here"
"Papa bear Listening, what're you seeing then, Zulu?"
"Those Vehicles opening fire on probably Golden Skies AFB, I request to get the others Immediately off the ground and ask the helis to wait with their Landing, otherwise we're dead"
"You're not funny, Zulu" the Answer repeated in the pilot's head several time's before he heard the staccato sound of explosions.
"Papa Bear? Papa Bear, requesting reply? Papa? FUCK!"
The pilot switched the Craft into attack mode and the Supercomputer acquired it's targets. The Supercomputer however saw that they were Vuhifellian units and refused to attack them. the Pilot was getting sick of it, but was saved by the crackling of the Radio.
"Zulu Niner Niner Five? here's your Backup"
the other Nine Mirage 2100 Aircraft joined up with Zulu, and were able to switch their crafts to manual, and dropped their JDAM ER's by aiming by hand.

The attack caught everyone off guard, of course, they were supposed to be friendly vehicles.

Hanger after hanger exploded as the airbase was assualted, and in the control tower, all hell was breaking loose.

Base Commander: REPORT GOD DAMMIT!

Base Manager: All hangers along runway 3 have been destroyed, runway 2 has been severly damaged, and the barracks where squad 49 were stationed is destroyed.

Base Commander: Radar operator! Who is shooting us!?

Radar operator: Sir, tracking multiple missiles from the convoy, the APC's seem to be entering the base, ground assualt probably!

Base Commander: [On loudspeakers] This is Base Commander William W.H. Fenris, all personel, we are under attack, ready weapons and armor immediately!

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MRLS: Targeting control tower no....

The JDAM from one of the planes hit the rocket luanch base of the MRLS, detonating the remaining missiles inside.

MRLS: What's going on? They aren't supposed to attack!

MRLS: Continue assualt, ignore the bombs, distract those planes from the APC's!

The armor on VA vehicles was regular steel, unlike EBG MOLIGNAR, it was not so effective against a JDAM.

Warmaster 1: This is War 1, I...*static*

Warmaster 2: We lost War 1, turret got blown off, argh, god, War 3 just exploded, War 4 took a hit, I'm switching to machine fire!

War 2 pulled the switch to activate the machine gun on his turret and on top of his tank, and began firing at the Mirage's, missing horribly.

War 2: ATTACK ME! GET THE HELL AWAY FROM THOSE APC'S!

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Base Manager: Radar tower's been hit, we still have the dish though, multiple garages have been destroyed, and there's a huge hole in runway 5.

Base Commander: That's it then, everyone grab a gun, we're not gonna be able to destroy anything in here, [On loudspeaker] Grabacr 1, if you think you won't get killed, take off on runway 1 IMMEDIATELY, While we still have 3 runways left.

Grabacr 1 was already on his way to his hanger, and had jumped in his craft without putting on his pilot suit.

The second he got out of his hanger, he began pulling out towards runway 1, 200 yards away from the hanger, it was lucky he got out at that moment, because 60 yards out, his hanger exploded.

Grabacr 1: VL Fighters, I'm on my way, there's a column of APC's heading towards the base, take those out, but the remaining warmaster's may fire on you if you're not careful.

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There were about 3 warmasters and one MRLS left,the MRLS was badly damaged so it could not fire any more rockets, but the remaining warmaster's were intact...

The Mirage 2100's slowly accelerated towards the Warmaster Tanks. one of the pilots finally managed to configure the supercomputer so that it could attack the Warmasters. the supercomputer decided to fire one AS30 Laser guided missile at each Warmaster, so the Aircrfat would still have others left. the after the Missiles had left their rails, the pilot turned the craft around and switched to the 30mm internal to do an attack run on the MRLS, while others engaged the APC's left with their Brimstone AT missiles. they had got the tip of the first Mirage 2100's pilot, and now could engage with the Supercomputer.

Grabacr 1: This is Grabacr 1, I have take off, I have...oh you have to be kidding me, I'm flying with nothing but vulcan bullets? Who's the idiot who forgot to...

Control Tower: Each pilot is responsible for the refueling, rearming, and repair of their plane Grabacr 1.

Grabacr 1:...ahem, beginning attack run now

The vulcan machine gun took about 30 seconds to start up, and then pummeled one APC into oblivion.

Grabacr 1: Target destroyed, only 39 more to go, this is gonna be boring.

Meanwhile the explosions from the warmasters and the MRLS could be heard everywhere near the base, as the VL fighters had fired their LGM's at the remaining enemies.

The APC's, having ball turrets fitted with machine guns and grenade luanchers, all started simultaneously firing everything they had towards the planes in the air, lierally filling the sky with bullets, and a few grenades too...

"This is Yankee to Zulu, EUROLOOK is damaged, I repeat! EUROLOOK is damaged, switching to Digital Skin!"
"That's a roger Yankee, All, to Digital skin and concentrate fire on the APC's!"
The Mirage 2100's digital Skin began to work, activating a pixel screen under the EUROLOOK Armour. it simulated it's surroundings, which were monitored by the Athena Supercomputer. two Mirage 2100's began to lead the attack at the APC's and fired all their Brimstone AT Missiles left at them.

Kazach APC: Where the HELL did they go!?
Kazach APC: They can't have used MOLIGNAR Armor could they?
Kazach APC: You idiot! The only MOLGINAR Armor on Earth belongs to the EBG, and those planes were foreign!
Kazach APC: Just fire into the air, even if it is MOLIGNAR, at least a few bullets should hit and pierce their armor!

All APC's began firing randomly into the air, unaware the VL aircraft had their weapons armed and that two missiles had just hit the two fron't APC's.

"Yankee here, switching to emergency! Switching to emergency!"
"Zulu acknowledges, continuing Attack!"
The Yankee Mirage 2100 switched to emergency mode, so the computer decided what was best to do. the computer decided to set the digital skin to off and return to assault mode, so that the Digital skin, which had been shortwired by the bullet, could rest. meanwhile, other Mirage 2100's had gone wild with the APC's and dropped their last volley of JDAM's.

The APC's were still in convoy formation, tightly packed, with the new volley of JDAM's, it was almost impossible to clear out to minimize damage, 16 APC's were destroyed instantly, and all remaining APC's began firing on the damaged plane while Grabacr 1 bagan strafing the APC's with his vulcan guns, destroying 4 of them eventually.

"Yankee here, doing emergency again" the pilot once again switched to emergency and the aircraft brought it up to check the surroundings for any reported undamaged airfields. The Athena found one in co-operation with the GPS and a satellite, Golden Skies International Airport. The Craft speeded to Mach 1 and left the area towards the Airport. meanwhile, others once again fired a volley of AS30 laser missiles at the APC's, and finished their run with 30mm internals.

Golden Skies City Intl. Airport
Sector Z, Golden Skies City

Air Traffic Controller: This is Golden Skies International Airport, unidentified aircraft, you are approuching too fast and without clearance, further violation will result in the Golden Skies Air Defense System being turned upon you.

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About 10 APC's remained of the original group, unwilling to die yet and join their brothers in heaven, all Kazach personel got out of their vehicles and put their hands in the air, signifying their surrender, then knelt down by the side of their vehicles.

Grabacr 1: *Sigh* It's over....you know, you foreigners are pretty good, without you this base would have been lost, if the President ever turns up I'm almost sure he's gonna' give you guys a medal....

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Officially, what happened that day on July 16, 2072 was classified, what was told to the public, Kazach troops hijacked the convoy, all military personel in the convoy were killed. Unofficially, the control room of Istas Fortress was destroyed, and the records of entry to the Fortress were lost, as well as the access archives for the surviving APC's of the battle...

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Presidential Palace
New Hivez, South Belka

Howard Fortstall was yet again talking to the dark figure in the overcoat, only a few hours after he told the national radio station the 'official' report of the attack.

Figure: You promised us it would succeed, that the foreigners would be on the ground, we don't like having our promises broken Howard, niether do we like a month's of careful planning destroyed in one day.

Howard Fortstall: I didn't expect it, but I can promise you this, they will not find him in Nord Belka, and they will not find you in the Hrimfaxi Peninsula, you have my word.

Figure: I still trust you Howard, but Tyth help me, if you betray your promise again, I don't think I can guarentee the Presidential Office to you much longer.

Howard Fortstall: THEY WILL NOT FIND ANYTHING! You can count on me...

Howard was yelling the first part, then calmed down, he forgot his place.

Figure: Calm down Howard, we'll meet again, whether they find anything or not....

The Athena Supercomputer decoded the messsage sent by the Vuhifellian ATC, and returned the message with all the needed information about the flight and aircraft.

The Other Mirage 2100 aircraft landed shortly after eachother at Golden Skies AFB, and taxied to their Parkings. The pilot of Zulu decided to visit Grabacr 1 and thank him. when he arrived at the correct hangar, he saw a ravaged husk of debris laying all around the aircraft. he turned to the pilot of Grabacr 1.
"Sorry 'bout the hangar man, but Thanks for your help with those Kazachs. Cigarette?"

Grabacr 1: A cigarette, without the huge government taxes, of course. Name's Dan by the way, need a light?

"Don't talk about huge government taxes, smoking in van Luxemburg is actually forbidden, but I had some left, and I was in a Foreign Country, so.... A Light? If you're able, please."

Grabacr 1: Really? Is it a fascist state? Like our new damned 'Federal Military Republic'? More like a Federal Military Despotism.

He looked towards the sky now, the atmospheric anomaly during the sunet that gave Golden Skies City its name, the sky began to turn bright yellow, then turned to medium gold, and stayed like that long into the night.

Grabacr 1: It really is a great sight, these skies, too bad the Golden Skies grasslands and the Golden Skies desert are the only places you can see this, I really would want to view this in a more...peaceful perspective... *sigh*

The Eureka squadron touched down on their VTOL pads, and the cargo bay doors were immediately opened to allow Squad 49 to exit.

EBG 117: What happened to this place? Istas Fortress was raided, all vehicles were stolen as were all weapons, I'm guessing that they were used to attack this place?

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City of Nord Belka
Border between South and North Belka
Belka Castle

President Stevan Daniels: Traitors! I ask you, why would you forsake our country, the lives of billions, to follow THEM! THOSE GREYKAN BASTARDS! THOSE GOD DAMNED TERRORISTS!

Guard: Sorry Mr. President, but we've had enough of these wars, you President's have never listened to our top generals, and now, it's time the military ended this conflict, once and for all!

Guard: He's right! Ever since you were elected, what has it gotten the nation in the war huh? A bigger economy? Higher exchange rates? More freedoms? THEY DON'T MATTER SHIT IN THIS WAR! YOU WILL STAY IN YOUR CELL UNTIL WE KILL EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THOSE BASTARDS! And besides, by that time, who says the Kazach Order won't know about this place?

President: You wouldn't..... the people, my great-grandfather's blood runs in my viens!

Guard: Michael Daniels was a hero, killing hundreds of millions of those Greykan bastards! Using every weapons available, even MEGALITH! The Hrimfaxi Peninsula is now uninhabitable because of him, and that, Mr. President, is why they are now terrorists instead of a recognized military power!

OOC: Nobody in the entire continent knows the KO HQ is on the Hrimfaxi Peninsula.

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EBG 179: Smoking bastards, put that crap out now, before I blow it out.

She raised her assualt rifle at Grabacr 1's head.

EBG 117: Whoa, hey, 179, why don't ya' join us for some beers, from the North, all the way from Nord Belka, you too Mr. VL dude, in fact, [Switches to in-helmet radio] All VL and Squad 49 personel interested in having a victory celebration against the Kazach's, we're heading to Golden Skies City for some beers and some good food! Come with us won't ya! [To 99] Oh and by the way 99, this is on your paycheck.

OOC: Sorry I took so long to post...I'm kinda busy
IC: The Nistolonian Vipers had turned around when the news of the Golden Skys AFB attack had come through, but had arrived to late to participate. They instead flew overhead, waiting for a assignment.

The Nistilonian fighters did a fly by overhead the airbase, and they were immediately greeted by the control tower.

Control Tower: Nistilonian pilots, Squad 49 is heading into the city tonight, take time to relax and enjoy our finest luxuries, you guys deserve it, helping us in the war.

The Nistolonian vipers landed, and the troops filed out into their designated barracks, which, by the looks of them, where much better the the Vuhifellian Troops were stationed in. An evening of wild drinking and other, less printable things followed, as the Nistolonians has been in the air for about 36 hours streight.
The command staff, however, headed towards the Vuhifellian Command Center.

The Nistilonian commanders walked into the partially destroyed command center, and were greeted by the Vice Commander.

Vice Commander: Hey guys, what's up?

Ydrylas grinned. "I would be better if I had something to drink"
When he sat down, beer in hand he continued.
"Whats the current situation? Whats going on? I've been without radio contact for about 12 hours. And I'd like to know whats going on."

Vice Commander: Well, Squad 49 is having a victory celebration in our, second triumph, over the Kazach Order, they really seem to want this base, probably because it's the only military installation guarding our largest city...I expect you guys to fly patrols as such, more work, yes, more rewards if we defeat the Kazachs, of course.

"Fascist? Oh no. as democratic as it could be, but some people are lucky when they can vote about the rules, and I wasn't"
when he saw 117, he just felt the impuls to pull out hi weapon, but lucklily didn't and put the Cigarette out.
"Another country were I Can't smoke, I'm always lucky when I'm sent out." the Pilot sighed and took an anti-smoking gum, and walked out to see the party. The Van Luxemburgian Commander walked in too, surprisingly.
"Okay, all, remeber not to make it too late, and with not too many beers, especially not the pilots!"

Grabacr 1: Heh, smoking's allowed, just not in public areas or military installations, they'll warn you, shoot me, I'd better put this out.

He threw his cigarette on the ground and stepped on it.

EBG 179: C'mon Dan, 99's waiting for us up at the command center.

EBG 99: DAMMIT 117! CYBORGS AREN'T SUPPOSED TO DRINK THAT MUCH!

EBG 179: I guess 117's already found his way to the cooler, [On radio] let's head to the city

EBG 117: And I'll drive!

Everyone in Squad 49: Oh hell no!

Eureka 1: C'mon everyone, before this god forsaken base is attacked again.

99 had to walk 117 into Eureka 1 at gunpoint, 179 joined them immediately with everyone else in the squad, which, fitting 60 people in a dropship intened for 20, was kind of hard, even for them....

Eureka 1: Okay, takeoff now, hopefully the NB stuff is still there.

Base Commander[Over loudspeakers] Remember the base is still on alert status Zanzibar everyone, that is all....

The Commander looked somewhat disoriented
"You're leaving? and we?" he didn't knew what to do, and asked it to the Base commander.

Base Commander: I am placing Vice Commander Joseph Niche in charge, I...have an appointment with the Commander in Chief, he wants to discuss base defense and securities of Golden Skies City, as well as the foreign presence here, I should be back in a week.

"So, meanwhile we can just carry on doing our patrols?" the Commander looked at the Base Commander. "Oh, and by the way, we are replacing some of our helicopters in this area, we change our NH-90's to JK-H1's and JK-H2's."

Base Commander: That is perfectly fine, though I would recommend the RAH-66 Commanche, but this is all up to you, my plane should be arriving on radar....oh, now.

Sure enough, a small government commuter jet appeared on radar just then, ETA 7 minutes from runway 1.

Base Commander: Well, if you will excuse me....

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Golden Skies City
Foxtecha Tower

EBG 117: C'mon, let's suprise him.

117 kicked open the door to David Macker's office on the top floor of Foxtecha Tower, and was greeted by a large book being thrown at him.

David Macker: Gah! You bastards....So, how's the job.

EBG 117: C'mon man! Get out with us, you have over 2 trillion credits in your bank account anyway, buying us some stuff for our hard work wouldn't cost you squat.

David Macker: *Sigh* Hold on.

He inserted an empty currency card into his personal bank moniter. And threw it at 99.

David Macker: I've just uploaded 100 thousand credits to that card, use it to your heart's content guys.

Behind Squad 49's helmets, they lit up with glee, and left the tower to spend the rest of the evening doing what they did second best...listening to 117's war stories.

"Now, comanche's do not actually compare well to transport helo's, and the JK-H2 is able to transport men on it's sides, which can fire their weapons, oh good bye" the commander saw the Jet appearing and walked away. he had to talk to it's men.

Van Luxemburgian HQ at Golden Skies AFB

"Okay men, this is our situation" the Commander stood before all his men, and did a speech.
"we're currently guarding this installation and that means that we need to be at DEFCON 1 all the time. we're currently flying in Van Luxemburgian Stuff to guarantee a long stay, like Van Luxemburgian Food." the whole Group sighed, because they were not too charmed of the van Luxemburgian emergency food. "And be happy, because this is food from real supermarkets, not even canned, and fresh meat." A cheer left the crowd. "Meanwhile, servicecars will be arriving soon, all available through VLT. we will also start patrols with our helicopters, to assure the safety of this base. now there's meal available at you right, if you would get your plate orderly than have a nice dinner"
The Crowd walked towards the stands and got their plates
"Blagh, what's this?" a Soldier asked. a sergeant responded to the question.
"It's yellow drab, tomorrow we've got brown drab, which will be cooked by Team 3 the Day after tomorrow as "Meat", got it?"

OOC:

Just a brief description of some of the hierarchs of Squad 49, Foxtecha, and the government

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Name: 99
Age: 52
Birthday: December 19, 2020
Sex: Male
Occupation: EBG Soldier
Main Weapon: Assualt Rifle
Secondary Weapon: Glock pistol
Appearance: Rugged beard, greased hair, very strong due to military experience
Cybernetic Enhancments: Yes

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Name: 117
Age: 36
Brithday: January 2, 2037
Sex: Male
Occupation: EBG Soldier
Main Weapon: Assualt Rifle
Secondary Weapon: Dual Glock pistols
Appearance: Goatee, combed back hair
Cybernetic Enhancments: Yes

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Name: 179
Age: 29
Birthday: July 4, 2044
Sex: Female
Occupation: EBG Soldier
Main Weapon: Sniper Rifle
Secondary Weapon: Assualt Rifle
Appearance: Nice tan from Comona Campaign, long hair
Cybernetic Enhancments: No

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Name: David Macker
Age: 80
Birthday: July 10, 1992
Sex: Male
Occupation: President of Foxtecha
Main Weapon: N/A
Secondary Weapon: N/A
Appearance: Near eternal youth due to messing around with a deadly longevity substance in his early twenties. combed back hair.
Cybernetic Enhancments: Yes

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Name: Stevan Daniels
Age: 48
Birthday: September 1, 2024
Sex: Male
Occupation: President of Vuhifell
Main Weapon: N/A
Secondary Weapon: N/A
Appearance: Forward swept hair, hardened face due to previous soldiership
Cybernetic Enhancments: No

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Name: Howard Fortstall
Age: 58
Birthday: October 3, 2014
Sex: Male
Occupation: Secretary of Defense for Vuhifell
Main Weapon: N/A
Secondary Weapon: N/A
Appearance: Rugged from previous soldiership, balding
Cybernetic Enhancments: No

02:00
July 17, 2072

EBG 117: Hehe, ahhh, the Battle of Farbanti, yup, that was my first combat situation, you could see the nuke `plosions all the way from the southern coast. I remember thinkin', my god, then I just registered as dead enemies, then it was cool.

EBG 99: Well, we better be getting back to the base now, the base commander'll freak out if we don't get back by the time commuters start heading to the financial district.

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Presidential Palace
New Hivez, South Belka

Howard Fortstall: Come, Abraham, sit down, sit down.

The base commander was at the Presidential Palace now and was about to discuss the security issues of his airbase.

Howard Fortstall: I know, you've heard the propoganda, from those traitorous dogs in the media, that I have sided with the enemy, now, would I have you join me today if I was indeed myself, a Kazach?

Abraham Jurez: No sir.

Howard Fortstall: Good, now, if you don't mind.

He flicked on the Presidential personal speaker system with his remote, it couldn't be heard from the outside due to soundproof walls, a luxury feature installed by Stevan Daniels.

Howard Fortstall: Would I be listening to the song of the military if I were a traitor.

He switched on to song 0043, "The Journey Home" otherwise known as the song of the military.

Howard Fortstall: Would I not, if I were Kazach, listen to "Razgriz magnus" as their gods commanded. It's really amazing how simple things like music can help us determine who the enemy is. Remember, those with dark skin, red eyes, and gray hair, no matter what their age, are Greykan, and it is only fitting we let them go to heaven, as their desire.

Abraham Jurez: It truely is amazing, now, to more pressing matters, security for my base?

Howard Fortstall: Of course, I will activate the Hrimfaxi Security Force to aid you, they are no longer need on the Hrimfaxi Peninsula, no one lives there anymore, not since the the MD administration, a force of 10,000 men and women, as well as over 2,000 vehicles, use them wisely commander. Now, shall we discuss this tomorrow?

Abraham Jurez: Of course Mr. Commander

Abraham stood up and exited the Presidential Office, at which point Howard put a cigar in his mouth, and began humming the beginning tune to "Razgriz magnus"

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Hrimfaxi Peninsula

Valgan 1: I can't believe this, when I joined the Order, it was for Greykan independence, not for Greykan expansion.

Greykan 1: It is but the will of Razgriz, our god of war, that we invade their homeland. I have talked his lower majesty into removing that damned loyalist force from the peninsula so we could further our operations, everything is going smoothly.

Valgan 1: But this is not the will of Tyth (Greatest god for the tribes), why don't we coexist with them, peace has gotten them farther with other nations than war!

Greykan 1: ARE YOU DEFYING THE WILL OF THE GODS! MAY I REMIND YOU THE PUNISHMENT FOR HERECY!

Valgan 1: No, I don't need reminding, I shall execute Razgriz's will.

Greykan 1: Thank you Valgan 1, you are a much needed asset in our war against the settler Vuhifellians.

OOC: So are you guys waiting for a troop assignment or am I waiting for your troops?

OOC: well, I've got actually nothing more to do then Patrolling, or may I operate completely on my own by scouting on the Hrimfaxi Peninsula?

ooc: IC'ly the Hrimfaxi Peninsula is uninhabited, and a charred mass of nuclear radiation, I could, however, push the war farther into Greykan?

OOC: And what should Nistolonia do?

ooc: transfer to the new base, like Squad 49 and hopefully the VL units.

(OOC: Push it forward, I'll follow you.)

OOC: Ok

IC:

3 Months After the Istas Incident
October 30, 2072, Vuhifellian Military Calender
Virgin Mary AFB, Greykan
"Five Points" Military Chain Protecting Farbanti

13:23.Vuhifellian Continent.Greykan.Virgin Mary AFB//Cloudy

The Eureka dropships had gone in all the way from Golden Skies AFB with their cargo bay doors open, giving Squad 49 great views of the landscape while heading over the Virgin Mary AFB.

EBG 117: So this is the new base huh? Looks like hell.

EBG 179: This base was one of the most heavily damaged after the last war, I'm amazed it's still standing.

EBG 99: Quit blabbering you two! We had enough of that back in Valgan, this is a new land, Greykan, half of the state is radioactive, Farbanti is the only major settlement recognized by the government. Our tactics will have to change here, this is the land of the enemy...or, as the enemy calls it, the land of demons.

EBG 117: Yeah yeah yeah, look 99, why haven't you accepted the fact that I can take anything, anytime, anywhere, anyday.

179 pointed her sniper rifle at his head.

EBG 117: Okay...almost anything

The Base Commander Joseph "Stalin" Stalzin welcomed them to the airbase. By comparison, Virgin Mary AFB was bigger and better equipped than Golden Skies AFB, it had to be, it was in the homeland of the enemy, and as such, could handle a quarter of the Vuhifellian Air Force if it had to.

Joseph Stalzin: Welcome Squad 49! To our glorious base!

The commander was an immigrant from Siberia, and he talked in a heavy Russian accent.

Joesph Stalzin: When are we expecting our wonderful friends from Europe!?

EBG 99: Soon commander, soon.

(OOC: glad you took note about that...)

The JK-V6 trucks drove through the landscape at speeds of up to 140 Km/h. inside, things were going well and everyone was happy.
"Hey! move the damned hammock out of my face! I have a fabric allergy!"
"Ha! you thought! take this!"
the soldier moved in his hammock, so it swooshed infront of the sergeant's eyes.
"What the hell! I'll be getting you bastard!"
The sergeant stood up, with the intention to beat up the private.
"HEY! Calm down or else I'll have to suspend you!"
"Yes, sir" the sergeant took his seat again and hid himself behind a travelling magazine, announcing an Vuhifellian States special issue.

several minutes later, they arrived at the Virgin Mary AFB, where the Aircraft already arrived some hours before. The Commander had already noticed EBG 99 and the Base commander and asked them for orders.
"Van Luxemburgian Forces report, Sirs! Any orders?"

OOC: Took note about what?

Joseph Stalzin: Ah! Our Allies! Welcome to this airbase!

EBG 117: Yeah welcome, survival rate of soldiers in Greykan is one week.

Golden Skies Airbase had been reinforced by the 4th Army two months earlier, but the President was still missing. The Kazach attacks had been dying down lately, most civilians even forgot the war was going on and proceeded with their daily lives.

EBG 99: Six squadrons are stationed here, six, full squadrons, that's 144 aircraft! I can hardly wait until we find their HQ! The 2nd Fleet and the 2nd Army are going to have a field day!

EBG 179: Amen to that, everyone has fun, our military pounds their HQ to dust, we go in and capture it, you guys.....erm....secure the area? Okay, so all Vuhifellian units have fun...

EBG 117: What's this I hear? 179 is beginning to like her job in the EBG? This demands a celebration!

EBG 99: [To 117] Yeah, uh, you fly the dropship to Nord Belka, they stopped shipping like, a week ago, you and 179 check it out. [To VL troops] Well then, if you want to fight alongside us, you'll need Kasadar Armor. The kind worn by our troops, able to resist radiation but still not as good as MOLIGNAR.

OOC: of my nations's and my own European origin)

The commander was seemingly shocked after 117's comment about survival rate.

"Uhm, Yes, we'll fight with you, but I have to kindly turn down the armour offer, we'll use our own equipment to keep NBC proof. the only thing we have to do is to switch from "Woodlands" to "Woodlands NBC" but thanks anyway. we need to park a few trucks, anyplace to put them?" he pointed at a large field of about 30 JK-V6 trucks, to be parked somewhere.

"Check Rad suits before we come in to land"
Insted of normal light armour, the nistolonians were all wearing bulky NBC suits with a minimum of armour plating.
"We wont need them now" Ydryliss was saying "But there all we have until our transports come in with battlesuits"
The vipers declerated over the airbase and began to land.

OOC: Meh, I knew VL took up all of Europe and that you were European, just never said anything about it.

IC:

EBG 99: Meh, okay....

He looked ammount of trucks then answered

EBG 99: June Memorial Army Base about 2 miles north of here, they have parking lots there.

Eureka 1 took off behind 99 with 117 and 179 in their seats in the cargo hold, off to Nord Belka to investigate the loss of fresh beer from the North.

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EBG 179: You've grown more serious as we got closer to Greykan...117, what really happened in the Battle of Farbanti?

EBG 117: I don't want nor need to talk about it...

EBG 179: The history books say the Vuhifellians won a complete victory, 99 and you are the only ones in this Squad who served in that battle...you and 99 were the heroes, the two "feared ones" among the Kazach Order....

EBG 117: Don't want to talk about it...

EBG 179: What happened!?

EBG 117: Don't want to talk....

117 began panting in his helmet now, 179 knew something was up.

EBG 179: In Quiblechistan you were a flirtacious bastard with a cocky/sarcastic attitude. Now, in Greykan, you're talking about survival rates...This is a 7 hour flight to Nord Belka and a 7 hour flight back to Virgin Mary, I have all the time in the world to find out what happened that day...

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Virgin Mary Air Traffic Control: Nistolonian aircraft, you have permission to land on runway 7, cleared to land as soon as VL get their damned trucks out of the way.

"yeah, yeah, we're already gone"

the trucks accelerated and got off the runway, reaching for June Memorial Armybase. they drove swift and quickly, and reached the base in only a few minutes, dropped off some of the trucks there and the drivers returned in one truck. when they got back, Van Luxemburgian soldiers were already waiting to be picked up for a small patrol around the area.

(OOC: Mwah, can't remember when I ever said that, but I can't remember every single post I ever wrote.)

(OOC: Mwah, can't remember when I ever said that, but I can't remember every single post I ever wrote.)

OOC: It was when you said it was 10 AM where you were, it was 5 AM on the US East Coast, so I figured you were European. Possibly in Luxemburg.

IC:

With the VL troops going on patrol and the Nistolonians landing to unload their equipment, Squad 49 became bored rather quickly.

EBG 99: Well, nothing to do, let's patrol the skies.

99 ordered Eureka 3 to load up with JACKEL Missiles and get 99 and 118 into it ASAP to patrol the airspace surrounding the airbase.

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EBG 179: 117...

EBG 117: Alright, that day...we were in the dropships, non MOLIGNAR, we did fly in the campaign, like the books say, but...

EBG 179: But what?

EBG 117: 99 was shot down, I attempted a rescue mission, and was shot down accordingly as well. The twenty people in his dropship died, and so did the twenty on mine, we fought through the city until sector H, when the city security doors closed...

117 was panting furiously now, he was the most feared fighter in the EBG, the most skilled, he loved his job of killng enemies of Vuhifell as much as life itself, the Battle of Farbanti was the one thing that scarred him for life however.

EBG 117: I can remember the orders, we wren't allowed out of the city until we killed every Greykan residing there...these weren't Kazach's, they were citizens, people that cpuld be considered people...and we had to kill them.

EBG 179: You don't seem to mind killing civilians now?

EBG 117: I follow Hewlett Protocol, but that bastard, Jacob Hewlett, he ordered me and 99 to fire on our own people, when the protocol was still being voted upon by major legislature.

EBG 179: How come you didn't mention this sooner.

EBG 117: I've figured out to forget, but every time I get near Farbanti, near Greykan, sometimes the images just come to my head...there was this one child, I can remember, charred skin and blood coming out from his feet every time he stepped...half his face was gone but he was still alive.....still alive, there was a medical station right there treating everyone, military and civilian, we destroyed it....we destroyed it.....

EBG 179: I see....I see....117, is there any way to seal these memories up again, I just wanted to know why you were acting so strange these last few weeks...

EBG 117: It's okay 179, there's a VR simulator in Belka Castle, that's where I went my first time in 2062 to seal my memories, that's where I'll head again.

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Greykan 1: They are now in our homeland, and it is time to kill 60 troops with one strike, this is a one time opportunity that we can't miss. The complete destruction of the Five Points Military Chain and Squad 49, not to mention our foreign guests...

Osea 1: Everything is in order, the Krinel has its bombers in the bay now...by tomorrow we will strike, and it will take them months to find out how we did it, by that time, we will have expanded all the way to Golden Skies City itself!

Greykan 1: I pray that the gods will give us luck on this mission...

OOC: You're correct with the time, but not the location, because my last name is Van Luxemburg, just like the full name of the Grand Duke in my nation, and I live in the Netherlands, on the countryside, in a village.

IC:
When the Van Luxmeburgian Soldiers stepped out of the Truck, they had a chance to calm down a bit.

"Hey Sarge, sorry 'bout the thing in the truck"
"No prob, Priv, we'll have to do this together, so..."
The Private readied it's JK-1 and walked away, together with the sargeant.
"And where do you come from, Sarge?"
"Italian province, a village near Pisa."
"It's beautiful there, had a vacation there once. I'm from the Luxembourgian province, Diekirch, near Luxembourg."
"never been there, Luxembourg sounds like a great city, hold it, what's this?"
the Sargeant stopped and aimed it's rifle at a dark spot in the ground.
"I shouldn't know."
The Private took his knife and began to test the ground.
"It's not a mine, but it's soft."
"soft?"
"yeah, it seems like something that was alive."
"maybe an animal."
"Nope, it's too long, I think it's a human."
"HUMAN?" the Sarge pulled out his knife too and they began digging.
after several minutes of digging, a human body was completely digged up, and several medics carried it towards the truck.
"something to show the Vuhifellians"

(OOC: It could possibly be a Greykan, or even a former member of Squad 49, think of something, it could get interesting.)

A VL truck pulled up to the airbase, carrying the charred remains of a human.

99 looks away when he saw it, and 118 could only describe it in so few words...

EBG 118: Jesus Christ, what....the hell? Bring this to the base infirmary, but before that, who found this, and where?

118 saw a dogtag around its neck and yanked it off, along with a mighty portion of its skin.

EBG 118: A dogtag....these haven't been used since the last war....this was..

He read the writing on the tag.

EBG 118: My god....

EBG # 729
1725997. Squad 49
Classified
Classified
Greykan

Colonel.....this is.....what happened that day in 2056?

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Eureka 1 touched down in the town square of Nord Belka, a a huge town that grew up in the shadow of Belka Castle.

EBG 179: I really am sorry for making you tell me that...

EBG 117: No problem, if I can still walk, if I can still put a finger on a trigger, theres no need to apologize.

Eureka 1: I'm gonna check back in an hour you two, make sure you get the good stuff.

EBG 179: Don't worry Eureka 1, we will.[ To 117] What's first, the castle or the beer?

EBG 117: The castle, I need to lock those memories away before I get anywhere near the brewery.

The Private and the sargeant got out after the body.

"well, we found it about 3 miles southwest of here, he discovered it" The sargeant pointed at the private
"Not, you did!"
"SHUT UP! BOTH!" the Commander interrupted them.
"He found it and I digged it up, together with the Sarge" the private answered.
"great, you need anything? psychological help?"
"well, if we could return hom-HEY!" The private and the sarge heard eachother saying the same.
"Home? well it's possible, after the Vuhifellians have interrogated both of you."
The Commander walked away, leaving the Private and Sarge together with 118.

ooc: last post for the day, have to go to a friends party, I'll think of more creative ideas there.

IC:

EBG 118: You two, come with me, 99, as your subordinate I'm not going to order you around, but if you can tell me the real events of June 19, 2056, that will help a lot.

He motioned for the two of the VL troops to come with him inside the command center, and into the briefing room. And sat them down in two chairs while pulling up a chair of his own in front of them.

EBG 118: This body....was from the last war...now, Vuhifell may look great on paper, but in reality, it is one of the most hellish places imaginable. I am...sorry, that you, and your team had to be drawn into a conflict like this because both of our national governments are allies. However, I want to make it clear to you.

He paused for a moment, and licked his lips behind his helmet.

EBG 118: That so long as you reside in this continent, you aren't safe, the only safety from this manace is 9000 miles from here, in your home country. Now....before I let both of you go....tell me exactly what happened, describe the area where you found this. You will then have a choice, fly a VL transport plane home, fly Air Ixiom first class, or fly Air Vuhifell Luxury Class.

OOC: Ok

IC:
"well, can we fly home by VanLuxAir too? or else we could just take an VLAA DC-8 or something." The private looked at the sargeant.
"we've found it in an area full of rubbish, but it was somewhat growed over with plants, low growing. there was a dark spot in the ground and we checked it out by digging with our knives, because we thought it was a mine. it wasn't, and instead this came out."
The sargeant confirmed the story.
"Yeah, correct."

(OOC:I'll look at it later, or someone can summerize it all for me...pls?)

IC:
Dear Vuhifellian States,
We peoples of Quere, a confederacy ourselves, wil lsend medical supplies ASAP. We will also send 20 squads, or 100 men, and 10 of them snipers for protection.

Khur, leader of Quere


12 helicopters, marked "Quere" on the side suddenly burst into Vuhifellian air space. A message was heard: 'Where should we drop this, command?"

Meanwhile, trucks and buses with troops unloaded from boats. They entered Vufiellian after a while of checking in and they drove to the capital and parked in the outskirts. The troops walked into the city itself and they began to set up defesives to protect the citizens and themselves.

(sry...)

(OOC: well, it's fairly simple: Me, Nistolonia and ofcourse the Vuhifellian States are defending the Vuhifell from the Kazach Order, a Terrorist organization based in greykan, as far as I know, we've fought them off at Golden Skies city, and now are in "Enemy territory" to attack the Kazach order from there. however, my men have found a body that belongs to the Vuhifellian States's Elite Squad 49, which we're currently RP'ing.

Meanwhile, trucks and buses with troops entered Vufiellian after checking in. They drove to the capital and parked in the outskirts. The troops wlaked into the city itself and they began to set up defesives to protect the citizens and themselves.

OOC: Yeah, miscommunication, I've still got an hour left.

Might want to rewrite it there chief. I'm an island nation with no nation sharing the continent. (Hey, what can I say, I'm selfish about my rock of land)

(OOC: Mmh, yeah, the advantages of an island Nation, know all about it...)

Several military personel and helicopters with "Quere" Insignia's marched into the capital, angering the thousands of residents, government personel, and, of course, everyone in the continent. Immediately two F/A-47 Robins were luanched to New Hivez and a squadron of 5 dropships took off from the Vuhifellian Carrier Shadow Moses in the East Point Strait, within 20 minutes, all 7 aircraft were over the capital, displaying their loudspeakers.

Ofnir 1: This is a dropship of the glorious Vuhifellian Navy! Lay down your weapons and prepare to be escorted to a military installation fifteen miles from here. Failure to accomplish this will result in your immediate expulsion from the continent and/or a declaration of war.

Ofnir 2: Basically, GET YOUR FOREIGN SELVES OUT OF OUR CAPITAL!

OOC: It's not you in particular, it's just that foreign troops aren't welcome in the continent, and yours are standing on some of the most important ground in the continent.

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Virgin Mary AFB

EBG 118: Very well then. A VA Dropship will pick you two up later and deliver you to San Salvacion International Airport in Farbanti. If you two need anything from our government, such as therapy or something like that, you're free to file a request form before you leave the country.

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Nord Belka
Belka Castle

117 kicked down the door to Belka Castle when nobody answered his repeated knocks.

EBG 179: 117! That door is over 300 years old!

EBG 117: Even more the easier for me to kick down....Hellooooooo, is anyone in this damned castle...god I hate the northern states, SO GOD DAMNED COLD!

EBG 179: C'mon 117, let's go this way.

A sign to their left said "VR CHAMBER-LEFT,HISTORICAL BELKA CASTLE-RIGHT"

EBG 117: Well, lets go.

Meanwhile, 40 miles away, several Chinook helicopters bearing the symbol "KAZACH BELKA" were closing in on the castle, going to touch down to take a very important prisoner away from the castle.

EBG 117: Okay, here we go.

117 took off his helmet when he reached the VR Chamber and 179 took the controls. She pushed a large button labeled "ERASE" while 117 put on the VR helmet.

EBG 179: Beginning memory erase sequence now.

EBG 117: Roger, commence.

179 pressed another large button, then pulled a lever, this was very old VR technology, and it was amazing it was even still working. Large blue sparks began to come out of 117's helmet for a maximum of 20 minutes, after which, his memories, at least until they found better VR technology, were erased.

EBG 117: Let's go....

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A VA dropship landed just outside the command center of the base, 118 motioned for the two VL troops to head inside, and go home.

The Sarge and the private walked in, and took a seat, waiting to be delivered at San Salvacion Intl.
"well, hope it's better than those old Puma helicopters, damned old things."
"Those're being replaced by JK-H1's and JK-H2's, you know that."
"At least I hope we've got a decent aircraft to head home."
"Mmh.."

a few Hours (?) later, the Craft touched down at San Salvacion, and the Sarge and Private got out. they immediately walked towards a craft with VLAA markings, which stood on the general aviation parking.

"Aah, great news."
"?"
"It's a Dassault Falcon 900EX, we're brought home in style." The Private, who was an Enormous Aircraft-fan, looked at the Dassault with eyes as big as golfballs, and when he stepped in, his eyes almost popped out.
"It's an honor to travel in this, you know." he said. it was the last thing he mentioned on Vuhifellian soil.

Virgin Mary AFB

"And that means we're left with exactly 298 men, excluding drivers and pilots"
The commander whispered when the Vuhifellian craft left.
"we need to see something of this area, sir, want a ride?"
A pilot fired up a JK-H2 helicopter, with men already on the sideboards. there was exactly one place left, next to the pilot.
"I hope you know how to control the weapons on this thing?"

San Salvacion Air Traffic Control: We've cleared the runways for you guys, take off on runway 3 immediately. Hope you have an escort, cuz it ain't gonna be a happy flight if you don't

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Virgin Mary Control Tower: VL chopper, you have clearance to take off, and while you're at that, can you check out that place where your two guys found that body, we need to confirm something.

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EBG 117: That was easy.

EBG 179: You think? Hey, are those foreign helis?

179 looked out a window as they were walking towards the exit.

EBG 117: I dunno, let me zoom in.

117 pressed a button next on the top of his helmet that controlled his helmets zoom, and he began observing the oncoming chinooks.

They had Vuhifellian Markings, but on their sides were the words "KAZACH BELKA"

EBG 117: Oh shit, 179, cock your gun, let's roll.

EBG 179: Why?

EBG 117: Kazach's...

117 and 179 ran to the entrance of the castle, set the door up again, and waited for the first Kazach troops to enter the castle.

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Guard 1: C'mon, let's take him to em'

Stevan Daniels: Oh I can hardly wait, may Vuhifell have mercy on you traitors

Guard 2: Shut up! C'mon bring him, bring him, bring him!

The guards began carrying the President downstairs towards the exit, whole the Kazach troops would secure and pillage the town for supplies and money.

Guard 1: OH SHIT!

EBG 117: OH CRAP!

117 killed the first guard, shooting him in the chest with his assualt rifle, 179, hearing the commotion outside, opened the door and activated her optical stealth.

EBG 179: 117, secure the castle! I'm gonna kill those Kazach bastards!

The JK-H2 mad it's way through the landscape at a very low altitude, so the soldiers in and on it could check the landscape.
"My intention was to fly northwest, check the coast and return by following the coastline towards Farbanti, and fly back to where we came from following the state border, after that, we'll refuel at Virgin Mary and fly cross-Greykan."
"That's a roger"
The helicopter banked sharply, and would've thrown the soldiers of the sideboards when they weren't buckled up.
"HEY! Watch it, don't want to be the Bushman!" the soldier nearly hit one of the trees. A Bushman is another word for a person who lives in the woods primitively (sp?), and the soldier nearly was one.
"Higher, only a few meters, out."
The Helicopter gained altitude and the soldiers were free from the trees.
"on to the coastline, hope it isn't that dangerous there."

"No we don't have an escort, why that? we'll be gone in only a few secs, it flies at Mach 0.89"
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"VL Chopper to Virgin Mary, roger, we're turning now!"
The JK-H2 turned and headed for the location the body was found. it arrived in only minutes after take-off.
"What do ya want from us? we're at the location"

San Salvacion: Well, for one, the Kazachs still have at least 12 MiG 29's in their inventory, I don't have a clue if they've used Greykan's natural resources to build an even larger arsenel since you guys transfered over from Golden Skies.

San Salvacion: SHUT UP! Sorry VL Flight, my buddy over here is really pessimistic, just take off, the air defense system will guard you until your halfway from Farbanti to Tokyo.

San Salvacion: He's gonna be shot down.

San Salvacion: SHUT UP! Take off on runway 3, take off as soon as you enter the runway, we've delayed at least 7 flights for you guys and it's economic suicide to delay any longer, take off now.

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Guard 2: Don't kill me, oh god don't kill me!

EBG 117: That's your life, not mine.

117 put away his rifle, pulled out his pistol, and aimed it at the guards head.

EBG 117: Are there any more of you here?

Guard 2: Yeah, 7 more guards in the basement, pleeasse don't kill me!

The guard was crying now, he truely wished for Vuhifell's mercy now.

EBG 117: Thanks, Ima check the basement, you just saved your life.

117 shots four rounds into the guards legs.

EBG 117: That'll make sure you don't threaten anyone else, heh, it's kinda funny to see you roll around like that. But I gotta go now...Mr. President..it's great to meet you.

117 shook hands with Stevan Daniels, looking as good as ever having been ordered to be well fed and taken care of until the Kazachs took him.

Stevan Daniels: Give me your second pistol.

EBG 117: Oh, this?

117 took out his second glock from its holster and tossed it at the President.

EBG 117: There ya' go Mr. President, in fact, take both of em', Battle Rifle's more my style....Oh, and by the way...your daughter is kicking major ass out there...

179 was hiding behind a hot dog cart while firing at the Kazach on the other side of the square, apparently, as the blood stains on the ground showed, her accuracy with the sniper rifle was even better at close range than it was at 1000 meters.

EBG 117: C'mon Mr. President, stay behind me, and you'll stay alive, get in front of me, and I can't be held responsible if you get caught up in the crossfire.

117 headed down towards the basement, threw a fragmentation grenade in, and after the explosion, began walking down.

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Over the Hrimfaxi Peninsula
AWACS Blue Infinity

AWACS: This is AWACS Blue Infinity to Virgin Mary AFB, over.

Virgin Mary: Yes, Blue Infinity?

AWACS: The Hrimfaxi Peninsula is uninhabited, right?

Virgin Mary: Only fools would live there.

AWACS: Good, because, we're flying over the remains of Katingrad right now, and, the factories are spewing smoke.

Virgin Mary: They're WHAT!?

AWACS: They're spewing smoke, but if it's uninhabited, it must be nothing, we're gonna call it a day for our Hrimfaxi patrol, we're Returning to Basem, ETA 1.5 hours.

Virgin Mary: Roger that, see you in a few Blue Infinity.

AWACS: Choa.

Stevan Daniels:

The Dassault took off quickly, and the pilot hit the throttles to propel the Falcon towards Van Luxemburg.
"I said ya, it's completely safe!, tell him, will ya?"


Virgin Mary AFB

"this is JK-H2 to Virgin Mary AFB, mind if we check it out at Katingrad? then we'll have something to do."

Virgin Mary AFB: Uhhh, sure, I don't see why though, no one has lived in Katingrad for over 100 years, but okay, if it means that much to you.

"I meant the smoke coming out of those factories, we're turning now..."
The helicopter turned very sharp, and again a few soldiers almost out of the craft. heading for Katingrad.

Several hours later

The helicopter now approached Katingrad. they saw the smoke coming out, and readied their rifles.
"I think this is gonna be a tough battle"
"No blabbering, we're just going in."
the helicopter made several Fly-overs before it showed it's intention to land.

Whatever remnants of Katingrad that existed 100 years ago were almost gone, the industrial district was almost gone with the exception of the main coal power facility and around 14 aircraft factories, which were now billowing smoke from their smokestacks.

While the skies in the rest of the Continent were blue and gold, the skies in the northern part of Greykan were almost pure black, a mixure of radioactive dust and smoke.

A single Kazach trooper with a radio and a pair of binoculars was hiding among the rubble of the residential sector.

Kazach trooper: This is K1 to F1. I have spotted a helicopter readying to land, evacuate all materials, personel, and finished products to the underground tunnels, immediately.

Factory 1: Roger that, opening tunnel doors now, everyone is being evacuated.

Everyone in the factories was rushing to get into the tunnel network, as well were the mechanics and technicians with the materials and the war machines they had been working on.

Kazach Trooper: Hurry up, they're about to touch down outside factory 4!

=====

117 had managed to kill all the guards in the castle, he wasted six, and, the President's new kill count was one terrorist.

EBG 117: Good shooting Mr. President!

Stevan Daniels: C'mon, my daughter's still out there.

EBG 117: Oh, yeah, 179...[On radio] 179! Are you still alive?!

EBG 179: Better than ever, we got ourselves two new prisoners too.

EBG 117: Guess who I found?

EBG 179: Who?

EBG 117: Your father! Now, let's get Eureka 1 over here to evac us back to Virgin Mary!

The helicopter landed, and the Soldiers jumped out. now totalling 14 men, three men including the pilot were left at the heli to guard it, and others entered one of the factories
"Darnit! it's completely empty, but.." the soldier checked the electrical supply.
"The Electrical supply is still hot, ther must've been activity in something ,ike the last hour."
"OK, all keep your eyes open, I don't want to walk up against some Kazach"
The soldiers pulled their weapons out and began to do a check on the factories, and took everything interesting with them, even including hot leftovers of cigarettes.

Kazach 1: What the hell? They're taking...ah hell....[on radio] This is K1 to F1, looks like our friends are taking that black box of yours, what's in there?

Factory 1: What? Oh...cigars, some handguns, and some old pic....ah crap, pictures of the Kazach leaders.

Kazach 1: Wait? The big five or the council of ten?

Factory 1: Both.

Kazach 1: So, if I heard that correct, they now have the pictures of all ten Kazach leaders? Not exactly a desired effect.

Factory 1: I know, they're in a helicopter right?

Kazach 1: Yup

Factory 1: Prevent it from taking off. But before you do, call in a squadron of fighters in case you don't.

Kazach 1: Roger

The Kazach trooper adjusted the frequency on his radio, then began speaking into it again.

Kazach 1: This is K1 of the Katingrad factory complex, to any Kazach fighters in the immediate Katingrad area, we have a hostile helicopter with vital evidence to our success in the war, take it out! Over.

The Kazach Trooper now put his radio down, pulled out a Desert Eagle hand gun, and charged the helicopter.

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Eureka 1: Woohoo! Hold on Mr. President, we'll get you to New Hivez in no time!

President Stevan Daniels: No, the Commander in Chief is a traitor to Vuhifell, he'll have me killed on spot, take me back to Virgin Mary AFB immediately.

Eureka 1: ...Alright...if you insist.

EBG 179: Hey, I can't believe we accomplished two things at once, what a victory.

EBG 117: Hehehe, Mr. President, 179, Eureka 1, all I have to say is...HAIL VUHIFELL!

Eureka 1: Haha! Let's go

Eureka 1 took off from the town square with 117, 179, the President, and two Kazach prisoners, heading back to Virgin Mary AFB.

Around the helicopter it was silent, but not for long. a Kazach stormed out of one of the factories witha desert eagle, but was seen by the guards before the Kazach could fire.
"Patrol 1, come in, return to Heli, we're under attack, we're leaving, out."
The Marine took his JK-1, took a Battery-Ball and loaded it. when he fired it, he just thought that this was the first time that it would be fired and reloaded a .50 BMG to prepare for what was coming. if it was okay, the Battery-Ball would electrocute the Kazach, if not, he would have a .50 bullet through his head.

The battery ball hit the Kazach Trooper, stunning him (OOC: I'm assuming it's a stun gun, correct me if I'm wrong) he dropped his gun before he fell into the rubble of what used to be someone's home.

90 Miles Away
Underground city of New Aden

Zikorav 1: YOU HEARD HIM! IF WE DON'T TAKE OFF NOW, IT COULD MEAN OUR DEFEAT IN THIS WAR!

Zikorav 1 and the rest of his squadron had been givin new aircraft after the reopening of the Katingrad factory complex. Their new Su-47 "Berkut's" were a huge improvement over their old Su-29's.

Greykan 1: You have clearance to take off. May Tyth himself guide you in your mission.

Only three of the twelve Zikorav's taxied to the runway, and two huge camoflagued steel doors seperated showing the black sky beyond.

Zikorav 1: Afterburn out of the city!

All three aircraft were catapulted their first kilometer of the runway, they then activated their afterburners to take off into the sky.

Zikorav 1: Zikorav 1 here, I'm in the black skies

Zikorav 2: Zikorav 2 here, I'm in the air

Zikorav 3: Zikorav 3 here, weapons armed.

All three Kazach aircraft were heading to Katingrad to engage the enemy helicopter.

(OOC: it's meant as a weapon to simulate a heart attack, by loading an extreme number of Amperes on the persons, so much that it's lethal.)

"Take-off! NOW! Goddamnit, get outta here, we've got enough!"
The Helicopter took off, and headed back to Virgin Mary AFB.
"Bogies on radar, three, conform to signature of.... computer's recognizing...."
"C'mon! we haven't got anything to keep 'em off!"
"You thought! I've got a Starstreak here!"
"SU-47's, three of them."
"we're fried, lower to Altitude 002 above the ground!"

OOC: Ah, Counter-Strike, it really does distract you from everything you wanted to do.

IC:

Zikorav 1: Target dissapeared off radar. Zikorav 3, inspect the spot where it dissapeared, Zikorav 2, break off and climb to 23,000 feet, if I spot the target, you dive bomb it, got that?

Zikorav's 2 & 3: Yes commander!

Zikorav 3 afterburned to the "crash" site, while Zikorav 2 pulled up 90 degrees and began a straight climb for 23,000 feet.

Zikorav 3: Nothing here commander!

Zikorav 2: While I was climbing, I saw a small blue speck on something moving (OOC: Your blue VLAF insignia)

Zikorav 1: THAT'S THE HELICOPTER, ARM QAAMS, HEAD SOUTH!

The three fighters armed Quick Anti-Air Manuevering Missiles and began chasing the helicopter.

"I see it, Sir!"
"Then fire the damned Starstreak!"
"OK!"
The Starstreak AA missile left from his tube, shuddering the helicopter around, and activated it's engines to reach one of the Zikorav's.
"He's aiming.... aiming...."
the AA Missile began to fix itself on one of the craft, and the soldier fired another Starstreak.

Zikorav 2: Zikorav 1, missile.

Zikorav 1: I know that, I didn't get into this squadron by going wild every time someone had a lock on me, breaking left.

Zikorav 1 kept his voice calm during all of this, and dove towards the ground, he only needed 1000 meters until he had a lock on the helicopter.

"Okay, that obviously didn't work."
"THAT'S SURE! get me something to fight those damned things!"
"Ehm, normal rifles?"
"Yeah, we could try it..."
"OKAY! GET THEM!"
Three soldiers shouldered their JK-1's and opened fire on the Fighter following them.
"If this doesn't work, try the damned AT weapon! something has to work!"

Zikorav 1: HOLY SHIT!

A bullet whipped past Zikorav 1's cockpit window and tore off a considerable piece of his left wing.

Zikorav 2: Rear cannon?

Zikorav 1: They're shooting with their rifles for heaven's sake! Okay, I have a lock, Fox three, fox three!

Zikorav 1 fired two QAAM's at the helicopter, noticing he couldn't turn because of the bullet wound in his wing, he bailed out and attached an emergency pick up beacon on the groung near his landing site.

"That's too funny!"
"SHUT UP! Two missiles incoming!"
"It's getting way too funny!"
"?"
While the two QAAMS approached, the soldiers were fighting about something being funny.
"What should we do?"
"I'm trying to lose them by deploying flares and begin banking, we could try it!"
The Pilot dropped flares and began to manoeuver, while the soldiers on the sides opened fire on Zikorav 2, using an Eryx AT launcher, which shortly moved the helicopter forward by the force it produced.

One missile went for one of the flares and exploded, the other one had spiraled into the ground.

Zikorav 2: Zikorav leader, you okay, they're getting desperate, they're shooting anti-tank shells at us now!

Zikorav 1: JUST SHUT UP AND BEGIN YOUR ATTACK RUN!

Zikorav 2: Yes sir, Zikorav 3, follow me in! Keep on my wing.

Both planes now began firing their machine guns at the helicopter and fired one missile each.

Zikorav 2: Zikorav 2, Fox three!

Zikorav 3: Zikorav 3, Fox three!

"we've got Bullet holes on right!"
"Left too!"
"we've lost Tailrotor!"
"Krabelski is down!"
"OKAY! OKAY! I'll call in reinforcements, just keep them off!"
The pilot deployed some flares that were left, and called up reinforcements at Virgin Mary AFB
"this is Patrol 6, requesting reinforcements, under attack by SU-47 fighters location 4..-"
"SHIT! We've lost radio!"

Virgin Mary AFB
"Patrol 6, please report! I repeat-"
the voice of the radio operator could not be heared by the sound of the Mirage 2100 fighter taking off, to intercept the attackers of Patrol 6.

Virgin Mary AFB

Virgin Mary Control: This is Virgin Mary AFB to the VL aircraft that has just taken off, where the hell do you think you are going!? You do not have permission to take off, over.

=====

Underground City of New Aden

Greykan 1: DEPLOY THE HELIS! NOW!

In the airbase sector of the city, several vents in the roof of the city opened, allowing two Black Hawk helicopters and two Mi-29 Hind gunships to take off and pick up Zikorav 1 and any survivor's of the enemy helicopter.

Saviour 1: This is Saviour 1, leader of the rescue operation, Rear 9, come with me, Saviour 2 and Rear 8, head to the crash site of the enemy helicopter and search for any survivors, if there are any, bring them back to New Aden for questioning, we gotta learn more about these "VL" bastards.

Virgin Mary AFB

"I'm gonna to save one of our units their ass! I'm continuing, because I have a failure in my Supecomputer, it can't do anything else" the pilot grinned. the Supercomputer was working fine.

Somewhere in Greykan

"look what we've recovered!"
one of the soldiers picked up a leftover of Zikorav 1's Parachute.
"very funny! I'm trying to repair this thing!"
The Pilot crawled back under the helicopter again, trying to repair it.
The Commander looked at the gunner testing his Starstreak AA, whil he felt in his pocket, recognising the forms of the Van Luxemburgian Code of Conduct. he got it out and read it to all listening.
"
I

I am a Van Luxemburgian, fighting in the forces which guard my country and our way of life. I am prepared to give my life in their defense.

II

I will never surrender of my own free will. If in command I will never surrender the members of my command while they still have the means to resist.

III

If I am captured, I will continue to resist by all means available. I will make every effort to escape and aid others to escape. I will accept neither parole nor special favors from the enemy.

IV

If I become a prisoner of war, I will keep faith with my fellow prisoners. I will give no information or take part in any action which might be harmful to my comrades. If I am senior, I will take command. If not, I will obey the lawful orders of those appointed over me and will back them up in every way.

V

When questioned, should I become a prisoner of war, I am required to give name, rank, service number, and date of birth. I will evade answering further questions to the utmost of my ability. I will make no oral or written statements disloyal to my country and its allies or harmful to their cause.

VI

I will never forget that I am a Van Luxemburgian, fighting for freedom, responsible for my actions, and dedicated to the principles which made my country free. I will trust in my God and in the Grand Duchy of Van Luxemburg and it's allies."
the commander looked around, seeing all his men, 14 in total, staring back at him
"thank you, that was it."

Saviour 1: Saviour one here, we just picked up Zikorav 1, Saviour 2, have you found the hostiles yet?

Saviour 2: Negative, wait...Zikorav 2, do you still see the crash site?

Zikorav 2: Yup!

Saviour: Please fire at it with your machine gun please.

Zikorav 2: Yes sir!

Zikorav 2 fired a volley of machine gun fire towards the crash site of the downed helicopter.

Saviour 2: Ah, I see it now, thank you.

Saviour two approuched the crash site and deployed ropes for the Kazach Troopers, eight troopers then began to rope down to capture any survivors.

"Under fire!"
"GET THE DAMNED STARSTREAK!"
The gunner got his Starstreak AA and answered the fire of the helicopter.
"We've got hostiles incoming!"
the soldiers saw the Kazach troopers roping down, and readied their rifles to empty a few magazines on them.
"FIRE!"
"Grünholm Is down!"

Rear 8: Rear 8, we're going down!

Saviour 2: Dammit!Saviour 1, Rear 9! Get over here, we got another rescue operation for ya'!

The Kazach Troopers were equipped with full body Kasadar suits, probably stolen from a Vuhifellian Military Base, and they were armed with M8 assault rifles equipped with the M320 grenade luancher.

Kazach 1: MOVE OUT! GET THEM!

The troopers were now off the ropes and on the ground. One of them luanched a tear gas round from his grenade luancher. With the helicopter crash site engulfed, four of them began to provide covering fire, while the other four went in to capture the VL soldiers.

(OOC: check TG's)

"They're trying to capture us!"
"TEAR GAS!"
"No Prob, we all got NBC suits, so we can withstand it, with gasmasks included in it."
"FIRE GODDAMNIT! SHUT UP!"
The Van Luxemburgian soldiers kept on fighting, when the Mirage 2100 showed up.
"This is Levensredder 1, I'm here for support! Parvus numero, magnus merito!"
"WHAT?"
"low in numbers, large in deeds!"
"sure is, asshole."
"ah, just shut up and get us out of here."
"roger."
The Mirage 2100 began to engage, diving down on the helicopters and Kazach Troopers as a sort of hunting bird.

Underground City of New Aden

Vuhifellian Defector: These new missiles, developed and tested at the Coronation Island Military Research Facility, can turn the tide of the war in a matter of weeks. A few of these have been brought over from MEGALITH to be tested on Farbanti...

Greykan 1: I see, so these missiles, can their tracking technology be re-used by our troops to detect camoflagued MOLIGNAR Troopers?

Vuhifellian Defector: Yes.

Saviour 1: [On radio] THIS IS SAVIOUR ONE OF THE RESCUE PARTY! ENEMY JET FIGHTER IS FIRING! HELP IMMEDIATELY!

Greykan 1: Test?

Vuhifellian Defector: Go ahead, try it out, I don't mind, neither will your target.

Greykan 1: [On inter-city loudspeaker] To the missile luanch facility, fire our new MT missiles at the enemy jet! And get Saviour 1 to safety!

Two missile port grooves in the cieling of the city opened, and two SAM missiles smaller and more manueverable than QAAM's were fired at the enemy jet.

"Ehm, I've got something incoming, supercomputer can't recognize it, according GPS it's going as fast as a missile, about SAM size."
"Well, just switch to emergency and drop all weapons out of this craft and let the computer do the talking, but try to deploy our little neat trick now."
"Switching to Assault... check. Deploying AA Laser.....check. readying fire..... check. FIRE!"
A small space opened on the jet, which turned to the heading of the missile, and a small red-dot could be seen from the ground. a small AA laser showed, searching for it's target. when the laser had found it's way it fired, in a non-visible stream of power, heading for the missile, trying to melt the machinery or confusing the computer.
"Now I'm done with it! three Meteors on each Heli!"
the supercomputer recognized the name of the missiles and armed them, locked them at the Helicopters and fired them, while keeping the laser online.

(OOC: remember, it's only a small airborne laser, not one super-laser or something, it has a relatively low output of energy, but yet powerful enough to damage missiles from heavily to destroyed.)

Virgin Mary AFB

Air Traffic Controller Robert: Oh what the fu...JIM! GET IN HERE!

Air Traffic Controller Jim: Yessir!

Air Traffic Controller Robert: You've gotta be kidding me, this guy says to us that his computer's busted, and look at this, LOOK AT THIS! Flies deliberatly into Kazach fire!

They were viewing the radar screen on the overhead widescreen display panel. Clearly showing the helicopter from Katingrad get shot down by two missile blips, and then shows the VL plane get shot at from more missiles.

Air Traffic Controller Robert: I'm calling the fleet, that's it, THAT IS IT! Either we get this son of a bitch back to this base, or so help me God! We will fire on that plane!

Air Traffic Controller Jim: Alright, if you insist [On radio] Ash Sky Naval Base do you copy, over.

Ash Sky NB: Yes sir, who am I talking to?

Air Traffic Controller Jim: An Air Traffice Controller from Virgin Mary AFB, listen, uhh, can you guys scramble the F-47's, about four of em', and get the long range missiles in place on the dreadnaughts.

Ash Sky NB: Why so?

Air Traffic Controller Jim: We...may have a renegade plane on our hands, and, we require to escort it back here or shoot it down.

Ash Sky: Oh shite.

Air Traffic Controller Jim: Yeah, I know, just get that all in place within the next twenty minutes, alright.

=====

Saviour one had arrived back in New Aden, while the VL plane was still evading the Matter Tracker Missiles, while on had been disabled by it's TLS, the other one was still closing in, unhindered by the huge explosion that followed after the first missile had crashed.

"one is still closing on us..."
"Deploy flares and report back to emergency."
"Okay."
The pilot switched to Emergency mode, and the craft started to make evasive manoeuvers and deployed flares.
"Radar Shows F-47's incoming."
"Kazach?"
"Nope, Vuhifellian"
"Great, contact them and ask to get their ass over here to help us."
"I'll do so."

"Van Luxemburgian Mirage 2100 requesting air support from incoming Vuhifellian F-47's, we're under fire from kazach units and need to escort our forces back to Virgin Mary. No Computer Failure, I repeat...."

(OOC: I might be online, but I'm playing Battlefield 2 also, so...)

Razgriz 1: This is squadron leader, follow me in, remember, if they don't comply, you have permission to engage.

Razgriz 2: Yes sir, I'll contact them right now. [On radio] To VL Aircraft, this is Razgriz 2 from the Vuhifellian Carrier Alvin H. Church, please follow us back to Virgin Mary AFB immediately, lower your gear if you understand.

"This is Van Luxemburgian Mirage 2100, we copy, no Computer failure, requesting immediate support against Kazach aircraft, again, we have no computer failure and all gauges are normal."

Razgriz 2: Negative, we have only been cleared to escort you back to Virgin Mary AFB. Those are our only orders, it is your only concern...[To Razgriz 1] Should we arm missiles now?

Razgriz 1: Negative, see if he complies first, if he doesn't, bring him back home, our way.

=====

Virgin Mary AFB
Infirmary

Base doctor: Look at this burning, this is no Vuhifellian or Kazach weapon....

The doctor was now slicing into the arm of the dead EBG soldier.

Doctor's assistant: You're right, ya' think it could be radiation? Possibly ion burns?

Base doctor: No...once we get those VL guys back here, we should go check that site out again, maybe it can tell us what killed this guy....other than the Kazachs...

"This is Van Luxemburgian Mirage 2100 for Razgriz 2, we'll follow, but those Van Luxemburgian Soldiers under me need to be escorted back, immediately"
the Mirage shifted to Landing mode and deployed it's gear, while the GPS located Virgin Mary.
"I hope this doesn't get a diplomatical conflict, I don't want to have it on my mind."
"me neither, but they're fried if they destroy us...."
with those last words the Mirage followed the F-47's to return to Virgin Mary.

(OOC: the link you sent me for the RPU was not in the TG, and please check back to the "GLM isn't to be followed" thread)

Razgriz 2: Virgin Mary ABF, we have the renegades followin' us home, they're your problem now.

Virgin Mary AFB: Good work, I'm sure the Vice Commander will drill em' after they land.

=====

Kazach Trooper: Tyth has not failed us! The planes, they are leaving, praise be to the Gods!

The Kazach troops were firing into the air at the retreat of their enemy, it was a miracle for them, a disaster for Vuhifellian Anti-Kazach Forces.

"Grmbl"
"SHUT UP!"
"OKAY!"
"YOU'RE HURTING MY EARS!"
"ME TOO!"
The pilots were upset, but they knew that someone would save their comrades back there sometimes.

(OOC: are you trying to be funny or anything? because it isn't.)

[OOC] Already reported him for spamming, but that was like 12 hours ago.

IC:

Vice Commander: YOU LITTLE SHITS!

He was screaming at the VL pilots who had taken off without permission.

Vice Commander: I TOLD YOU IDIOTS YOU DIDN'T HAVE CLEARANCE TO TAKE OFF, AND WHAT DO YOU DO!? YOU GO OUT AND ENGAGE KAZACHS! NOW THIS IS MY COUNTRY, MY CONTINENT, AND WHEN THE ARMED FORCES TELL YOU TO DO SOMETHING, WE EXPECT YOU TO DO IT!

Back in the control tower, everyone was staring down at the Vice Commander with varied looks.

Radar operator: Ya' think this'll end good?

Base Commander: Hardly, I just can't wait until 99 drills his ass for whailing on the armed forces of another country.

Radar operator: Not really smart is he?

Base Commander: Eh? Give him a break, this can get entertaining, besides, I want to know what was so important that those pilots were willing to face being shot down, or labeled as renegade, or something along those lines.

"Well, It might want to interest you that we were helping our friends out, which are currently under siege by Kazach troopers. the only problem is, YOU'LL get fired when someone hears you almost shot us down while we were saving our commander!"
The Pilot looked to his friend which commented too.
"Na that's how it is, and for the moment our commander cannot punish us, because he's fighting Kazachs while we didn't show up!"

Base Commander: Huh? You hear that chief?

Radar operator: Yeah, did he just say that the helicopter we cleared for takeoff a few hours ago was shot down?

Base Commander: But that's impossible, nothing can live on the Hrimfaxi Peninsula, let alone set up bases there, there is no possible way that can be true, get me the radar records from 11.03.72-16:32:21

Radar Operator: Here it is sir, putting it on the HUD now.

A few radar blips were now on the HUD, the two VL aircraft, and a single helicopter (Saviour 2)

Base Commander: Oh bullshit they got shot down, more like they're fuckin' around out there! [On base loudspeaker] You VL guys, we have found no record of your helicopter being shot down, now tell the truth dammit, why are they screwin' around out there!

(OOC: Pssht, to tell you a secret: the Mirage 2100 is manned by two pilots.)

"Well, show me those Radar images."
The Pilot wlked towards the screens and watched them, then pulled out a PDA and uplinked it to the supercomputer of the Mirage 2100. it showed Radar images took from the Mirage 2100, aswell as Radio transmissions.
"As you see here, there are five helicopters, of which 1 is Van Luxemburgian, and two are Kazach, Russian made. if you check this Radio transmission and chekc the Radar readout at that moment, it shows the VL helicopter was downed by the others, and at that moment we took off."

[OOC: Gah! I hate Verizon!, I'm at school right now so I can post, but my home internet is down, so I can only post, like, once a week now, sorry]

(OOC: ah, no prob. the sad thing is, I am a day off tomorrow, from school, so I could have played Nationstates all day...)

OOC: W00t! My internet just got fixed! Horjay!

IC:

Base Commander: So what you're saying is that our hel...your helicopter got shot down near Katingrad, and now the Kazachs are out to retrieve them...

Radar operator: I don't believe this, your joking right? I hope you are.

=====

Helicopter crash site

Kazach Trooper: PRAISE THE GODS! MOVE IN NOW!

The remainder of the Kazach cleanup squad was now inbound on the VL crash position, with additional helicopters being luanched from the New Aden helicopter bays each minute to secure the area.

"Well, I don't believe that a Supercomputer meant for combat can be joking, is it?"
The Pilot looked at the two, meaningful.

The Crash site

"Okay, if they throw in their stuff, we'll throw in ours!"
"FIXED! I've got our .50 working again!"
The Pilot, which had been repairing the heli during combat, had fixed a weapon, so he could use it. he got seated and initialized the weapon.
"ALL! CHARGE!"
The 13 men engaged into combat.

(OOC: Great! remember the Military trainings? started under the name of MILEX VL '05, please choose your side.)

Radar operator: Haven't you ever played Half Life!? Computers can get real glitchy and bitchy sometimes...most of the time actually.

=====

Kazach Trooper: You have to be f'ing kidding me, this is pissing me off.

Saviour 2: Yeah, this is really getting annoying, every time we go in there those bastards always manage to extend their lives a few minutes further.

Greykan 1:[on radio] WHAT THE HELL IS TAKING SO LONG!

Saviour 2: Just get some damn tanks out here and end this already! The longer this helicopter stays out here, the more radiation gets exposed to New Aden.

Greykan 1: Right, third steel door is opening now, 4 T-72's are coming to help you guys out now, and dear Tyth, if this doesn't work, kill the non believers, we try to give them reprieve by capturing them, taking them prisoner, saving them, using them to further our holy cause, but if they resist that much, only hell waits for them.

"if that one had failed, another, the second had initiated, after that, I'm responsible for radar, and after that, my colleague, so don't worry, we're right, just help us!"

The Crash site

"You're kidding me."
"What?"
"4 T-72's"
"how many Eryxes have we left?"
"Four sir, Two each"
"THEN GODDAMN FIRE IT!"
"Roger!"
The Eryx AT missiles locked at their targets, and were launched towards the oncoming T-72's.

Base Commander: Mobius Squadron, take off immediately, you are cleared to take off as soon as you enter the runway. [To VL pilots] I hope your right on this one. It's your ass if it's not.

Mobius 1: Mobius 1, roger that, if we afterburn all the way to Katingrad, our ETA should be 35 minutes, excluding take off time.

Base Commander: Zanzibar Squadron, be on alert to defend the base at all costs once Mobius Squadron has taken off.

Crash Site

Saviour 2: Fuckin' kidding me, you have got to be FUCKING KIDDING ME!

Greykan 1: What's the matter, and stop shouting you idiot!

Saviour 2: I am seeing one of our tanks burning....you tell me what's wrong, SIR!

Greykan 1: Your joking right? You are joking, I mean, these idiots don't seriously expect Vuhifell to come to their aid, or, some crap like that, right? Dear Tyth, this is one hell of an experience...tell you what Saviour 2, after this is over, head to New Katingrad, take your mind off of things, I'm just going to have a friendly little chat with our missile coordinator.

The 3 remaining T-72's parked 100 yards away from the crash site, and began firing, meanwhile, missile port grroves began to open up in New Aden, spewing Tomahawk cruise missile out of them.

Greykan 1: If you won't surrender, then you will have to die foreigner...

Next to the missile coordinator in one of the military blocks of New Aden, Greykan 1 said this to himself, and the F-47's were still 20 minutes away.

"okay, we're now officially dead."
"Shut up."
The commander looked at one of his soldiers, which commented on the battle just some time before.
"I hope we'll-.."
A few missiles came down, hitting and blowing away half the squad.
"Okay. now it's serious. you're sure you have som-.."
one of the T-72 shells hit the helicopter and blowed away the complete backside, including it's tailrotor.
"Nades and out of here!" the commander shouted to the remaining men.
they threw their grenades left and retreated while fireing their rifles.

Saviour 2: It is about freakin' time! Rear's 3-7 follow me in, remember, if we can't bring them into sumbmission, kill them.

Rear 3: Yes sir, alright boys, let's get in there

=====

Mobius 1: Mobius 1 here, remember to stay low guys, 200 feet, and look out for any....

Mobius 1 saw explosions and smoke clouds 40 miles away, and quickly put on his oxygen mast.

Mobius 1: Mobius 1, engage.

Mobius 2: Mobius 2, on standby.

Mobius 3: Mobius 3-7 on standby.

Mobius 8: Mobius 8-16 on standby.

Mobius 17: Mobius 17-24 on stanby.

Mobius 1: All units are cleared to engage, to any VL survivors of this supposed "crash" that can hear me, we're comin', hang on, we're comin'. ETA 1.5 Minutes...

"Ah, glad you've come, we've just lost half our squad, some support would be welcome."
The Officer was shouting through his radio, altough that was a thing he couldn't hear, becuase of the sounds of explosions in the region.

Virgin Mary AFB

The NH-90 helicopter started it's engines and asked for clearance.
"This is Lifesaver 2, requesting take-off clearance from helipad, over."

OOC: Sorry I haven't been able to reply, but the Jolt Forums are really screwed for me right now, so I thought I should take a break from NS before my computer crashed.

IC:

Virgin Mary Control: Roger that lifesaver 2, you are cleared for take off, bring em' back safe, okay...

=====

Mobius 1: Mobius 1, fox two, fox two!

Mobius 2: Mobius 2, fox two, fox two!

The four missiles traveled towards the remaining enemy tanks, and completely obliverated the enemy column, slight tear drops formed on Mobius 1's eyes as he released the "MISSILE ARMED" Command, he was now fighting in another war, again on his own soil, and by now, all the veterans of the last war were tired, angry, and afraid of battle.

Mobius 1: Mobius 1 to any VL survivors, I'm glad we were able to rescue you guys in time, but dammit, if we don't end this soon, we'll all be dead, and if any of your comrades died down there, they would have all died in vain! Now make sure your dumb asses stay in that spot while we provide air cover until Lifesaver 2 arrives.

=====

Eureka 1 touched down on its respectful landing pad in Virgin Mary AFB, out came a jubilant 117 and 179, accompanied by the President himself, in a black business suit, and a smile on his face, he stepped out of the dropship, now, the war against the Kazach's could, and would begin...and it would be the last war.

EDIT: The Jolt Forums aren't exactly working great right now, so can you send me the link for the MILEX training?

OOC: here: http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=448307 me hates Jolt to, my link between NS and Jolt is broken, so i'm now working on just the jolt forums.

IC:
"Ah, thanks alot, a heli should take us back to Virgin Mary soon."
the Commander stood between wreckages of several vehicles, waiting for the JK-H1 to arrive.

The darkened figure was back in the Presidential Palace, meeting Howard Fortstall in yet another "CLASSIFIED, PRIORITY BLACK" Meeting.

Figure: Howard...my dear Howard...when New Aden was in need, your military was nowhere to be found, you are trying our patience Howard, and lucky for you, patience is something we have a lot of...

Howard Fortstall: Look, I can't just go sending my units into the middle of nowhere just to take out some troublesome foreigners, it would look suspicious, people would start talking, and I don't want another civil war.

Figure: You deployed an entire division overseas for some training happening in that dumbass fake Europe? And yet you still manage to come up with the most un-creative lies I've ever heard of...Vuhifell is now a fascist state, it is under your command, and we expect you to take command.

Howard Fortstall: As you wish.

Figure: There is one more thing I wish to discuss with you Howard...what happened at the Castle of Nord Belka?

=====

When Mobius 1 and his squadron returned to Virgin Mary AFB later that evening, they saw President Stevan Daniels, accompanied by his daughter, Alicia, better known to the world as 179, and 117.

Mobius 1: So...I finally get to meet our glorious President after all my years on Earth, where ya' been?

Mobius 1 greeted the President with a handshake and a quick salute.

President Stevan Daniels: I've been in hell, now I'm back, back in Vuhifell, because of these two...

He wrapped his arm around his daughter and punched 117 in the arm.

President Stevan Daniels: Thanks, and, by the way 117, you are the most twisted son of a bitch I've ever met! Laughin' at some guy rolling on the floor for Holy Christ, Peter Shnips and Jesus Joseph!

EBG 117: It's what I do, you didn't do so bad yourself with those pistols...but, hey, less talkin', more celebratin'.

EBG 179: Hey, shut up, I've got one thing to get the night started...ahem....

O'er azure skies...

EBG 117: And emerald plains...

President Stevan Daniels: Where freedom and...

Squad 49: Justice Prevail! With courage and strength we'll fight to the end, for liberty in our Land!

=====

The entire continent seemed to change that night, the entire world probably, just, nobody knew it yet...In New Aden, Kazach Military Leaders were busy planning and developing something that could end in a Kazach victory in the war..yet in Virgin Mary AFB, it was complete euphoria, the President was back, and with him, their morale, their stength, and their will to fight, for liberty in Vuhifell...

Virgin Mary AFB

The JK-H1 landed, carrying leftovers of the bruised squad, and the other side of the squad, in bodybags. they weren't about to celebrate, but to get a long night of sleep, together with all other Van Luxemburgian Marines. they were marines, after all, and not the VLCDF, which did an embarrassing job at the MILEX.

OOC: Don't expect me on MILEX or this thread again until Jolt fixes the forums.

IC:

117 saw the VL troops unloading their comrades, and made his way over to their helicopter.

EBG 117: Ummm...hey, I'm...erm, sorry about your friends there.

He looked towards the bodybags still inside the helicopter, and spoke again.

EBG 117: I'm mighty sorry, you guys can pull out at any time you know, right? This isn't your war, it's only your option. Then of course...they would die in vain...I sympathize with you, ya' know, we lost 119 about 3 years ago back in Quiblechistan..or, what used to be it, he died fighting for that country's freedom, and it fell apart a few years later...But going back to what I was about to say, this country is now forever in debt to these men, and if you, or your country need anything, I'm sure every EBG Squad would be more than glad to help, including us...

OOC: yes, I know, it's a pain. and then we've got half NS leaving cause of Hogsweat...

IC:

"yes, I know. but do you know, you and the Kazach order have motivated us to fight on for your cause. we hate the kazach order even more now, and we think you've become more than friends forever. thanks anyways."

OOC: How'd he get deleted anyhow?

IC:

EBG 117: Heh, thanks, after this is over, I'll make a recommendation to the President to award them a medal, a high ranking one. Get some rest though, there's no time to grieve right now, that body you found, 118 just informed me that theres some suspicious burn marks on his body, we're gonna' investigate at first light.

OOC: about something like expelling too much men out of the Haven region, and the mods deleted him, although he was busy clearing up Haven as a regional delegate. he asked to get his Nation restored for that reason, but the mods didn't want to, because of some unwritten rule.

IC:
The commander looked at his men. they were indeed looking tired.
"Thanks. Can we be of any service after our rest? maybe with the body?"

OOC: Ladies and Gentlemen, we are now back in business!

IC:

That night, the squad rested easily, their President back in their hands, their allies thirsting for revenge, the public angered by the recent repeal of the Federal Constitution, the Kazach would be in trouble if they were found.

117 had been trying to reach Vuhifellian Military Command in North Point for the past four hours on his radio, he even borrowed the Base Commanders cell phone, nothing...maybe the comm satellites were shut down, he couldn't even get through to Squad 28, stationed right in June Memorial Army Base a few miles North of Virgin Mary.

EBG 117: Dammit, why the hell can't I get through

EBG 118: Hey 117, get yourself inside, new Military curfew has been initiated, starting tonight, any persones found wondering in Military Bases after Midnight will be shot.

EBG 117: Ah screw it, I give up, would rather go to sleep than keep trying to contact North Point.

118 and a lot of others were in Barrack Section Ascent, while 117, the President, and the key elite of the squad rested in Barrack Section Mobius.

As he walked into the door, candles were lit on all the beds, and 179, 99, as well as the President were kneeling in front of a giant wooden cross, the height of the room.

EBG 117: I thought you guys were atheist, as was the rest of this damn nation.

EBG 99: You never know, if a god exists, it is this time when we need him the most.

EBG 117: That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard of, there is no God, and even if he did exist, he abandoned Vuhifell a long time ago,

117 took off his helmet, threw it on his bunk, and slammed his head into the pillow.

EBG 117: Besides, the Kazachs have their Gods, and they seem to be losing the war, am I not correct?

He tried to sleep, but the thought of the Atheist Nation remained in his mind,

'But if there is, Vuhifell shall recieve no mercy...'

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New Aden

Colonel Banks: Setting up comms to Guyana Island now sir.

A communications satellite stolen fron the Vuhifellian on the luanch pad had been used in creating a satcom link from Greykan, to Guyana Island.

Greykan 1: Exactly why are we doing this again?

Colonel Banks: If you're gonna destroy the friend of your enemy, you need allies, the enemy of my enemy is my friend, we can work with these people...well, in theory at least.

Guyana Island

Deep in the rainforest, the main base of the GLM was nothing more than a few old huts, from the air. but, if someone gave it a closer look, a few sattellites were stationed on the huts, painted in the same colour.

deep under the surface, it was cold in the bunker. instead of heating, airco had been built in, unsure of what to expect. in it where a few men, to operate the communications center.
"we've got track on incoming message, foreign one, unknown."
The operator looked at his commander.
"Let it come in, I'll check it"
the men walked to the printer, and got the paper out of it.
"Kazach order.... Kazach... AHA! Our colleagues in The Vuhifellian States! man, support? ofcourse. what can we miss, Corporal?"
"well, a few million Dollars, aswell as maybe some men. we haven't got anything like vehicles here, so..."

INCOMING.....
FROM: GUYANA, UNKNOWN
TO: VUHIFELL, UNKNOWN
SUBJECT: UNKNOWN

WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM US? WE'RE REALLY BUSY. WE CAN MISS SOME MEN. INQUIRE. ENDING MESSAGE BECAUSE OF TRACKING EQUIPMENT ALL OVER HERE

Colonel Banks: Recieving reply now sir...

The commscreen in front of them flickered to life, unlike the GLM, the Kazachs war had been dragging on for so long, it seemed like a miniature civilization in and of itself.

Greykan 1: They want men? Can we even spare?

Colonel Banks: Well, sir, Vuhifell has been conducting Project Aurora for some time now, just bring in a few of those bad boys laden with troops and...

Greykan 1: NO! I will not sacrifice our glorious air force in the name of foreigners, I will however, give them one reprieve.

Stolen from the remaining documents of the QFF, were the final designs and materials needed in Project: Black Death, the project that spawned modern Vuhifellian Military Technology.

Greykan 1: In this file, I give them the secrets of EBG Armor, no one in our Holy City can crack the Vuhifellians code, but if the GLM can, our armies will overrun the infidels, and we will take back the city of Gold from the settlers.

Colonel Banks: A little on the fundie side aren't you...I...

He noticed the cocking of guns, then apologized.

Colonel Banks: Can't take no jokes eh? Oh well, your loss. Send the files to the GLM, along with a 20 Million Credit Bank Trasfer, 30M USD. Tell them that if they can make good use of those resources, further aid is on its way.

North Point Military Intelligence Command Center.

Junior Intel Officer: Sir, we're picking up a signal that went from Greykan to Guyana Island-then vice-versa.

Intel Commander: Huh? And you're sure the Van Luxemburgers, or Van Luxemburgiors or.....the VL guys didn't just send this message to their home country.

Junior Intel Officer: Well....the problem is that Guyana Island is home to the Van Luxemburg terrorist group "GLM", their equivelant of the Kazach Order.

Intel Commander: Eh...could just be coincidence, but raise alert status to Priority Black immediately, alert the VL guys over in Greykan, let them know what's going on, and if we can pinpoint the origin of that signal, call in an airstrike would ya.

Junior Intel Officer: Yes sir, [on radio] to Virgin Mary AFB, this is North Point MintelCom, we've picked up a suspicious transmission from Greykan to Guyana Island, we're still trying to locate it's point of Origin, tell the VL guys for me would ya'?

Virgin Mary AFB: Roger that NPMIC, we'll tell em right away, over.

OOC: How long will your armed forces take to get rid of the fundamentalists terrorizing the people?

The Commander looked up after he heard what happened.
"What? someone has sent a message to Guyana Island? OK, it means problems. I'll get Guyana Island on the line for us and call for investigation."

after some minutes being seated in silence, he syood up and got to the phone.
"Yes, this is Reggie here. can I get Fiona?"
"Ah, Reggie, just a minute."
the phone beeped several times under nice top40 music, but still very irritating.
"Fiona? Reggie, you there?"
"Yes, it's me. can you track down something for me? a radio message sent to the jungle of Guyana, some days ago."
"Ah, yes, here I have it. it was intercepted by Police in Cheyenne, and a strange coded document was found. it's somethinbg secret, but the hardcoders over at the VLIA are breaking their teeth on it. we however have sent a duplicate of the message to the original destination, with a somewhat edited text. it didn't include the part about the document. what we know is that it was a secret base they were sending to, and had transferred some money. we're still busy tracking them down, so..."
"Okay, thanks, I know enough"
The commander had put down the horn before he pushed the button which announced the end of the sound coming from a loudspeaker in the Telephone.
"You heard it? tell it to your chief, immediately, okay?"

117 opened his eyes slowly, there was an entire beam of sunlight shining directly into his right eye, so he tried to avoid it.

EBG 117: Ugh, how long have I been asleep, did any of you bastards even bother to wake me up?

117 put on his helmet, '11:19'! He had been asleep for 11 hours straight and nobody in the squad even bothered to wake him.

EBG 117: 117 to the rest of squad 49, I'm just wondering as to why in hell I just woke up now, the Kazach's could've reached the burn site before we did!

EBG 179: Relax fool! We sent 118 and 110 over there to secure the place, we've been waiting for you to wake up so we can head there with the VL guys, side's, you get like, one hour of sleep every day, about time you had a good night's rest.

EBG 117: Grr...I specifically said...

EBG 99: Specifically said WHAT! Major 117! Under my orders the squad was not to wake you up, now SHUT UP! Get over to Eureka 1 pronto, and I promise that I won't let 179 shoot you for the next couple of days!

EBG 117: Yes sir Colonel! [On intercom] Yo', control tower guys, I know you're up there! Get on the loudspeaker and alert the VL troops we're leaving to investigate the burn site now.

Control Tower: Yes sir major!

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New Aden

In the Grand Hall of the Kazach Order Command, an elite troop of soldiers stood in front of Greykan 1, awaiting his orders.

Greykan 1: Okay, begin Operation: Blessed Doorway.

Kazach Troop Leader: Yes sir, which city shall we target this time.

Greykan 1: Any, just make sure that the city burns.....and while you're at it, torch the Fang River in Golden Skies City just for a propoganda effect shall you...

ooc: Hello, VL, are you still there?

(OOC: ofcourse. missed your post. excuse me.)

Virgin Mary AFB

"OKAY! Stop being lazy, dumbasses! we've got work to do. report to the pilots of our helicopters, which will be in the briefing room. thereafter, follow Vuhifellian orders. got it? GO!"

after half an hour, The troop stood on the Tarmac. While the baldes of the helicopters chopped through thin air, and revved up for a flight, the troops stood for a cursinglesson of their Colonel, somewhat disorderly.

ooc: sorry for my leave, it's turkey day over here

ic:

117 had finally made it into the dropship, and recieved a warm welcoming from the colonel in the form of a thrown object at his head.

EBG 99: It's about time! Eureka 1, can we still get to the LZ before the sky lights up?

Eureka 1: Yeah, we still got an hour before the sun breaks through the black clouds over there. Control tower do we..

Control Tower: Yes, Eureka 1, you have permission to take off, the VL helicopters are ready to take off now too.

Eureka 1: Okay[to VL] Guys once you take off take heading 2-6-0 at full speed, if you're lucky you should see a massive triangular spire in a poison lake, at that point take heading 2-9-0 at full speed, you should see red flares in an X pattern about 15 miles in. I would lead you in myself, but time is constricted, okay, Eureka 1 out.

ooc: bump?

OOC: Ah, damnit. sorry 'bout that.

IC:

The NH-90 helicopter slowly readied for take-off. The blades chopped through the morning sky as angry bees, at the point of attacking someone. The helicopter lifted off it's platform, and accelerated to full speed, while the machine shook somehwat up and down, the result of standing silent a few days. it immediately headed for 2-6-0, and began for it's reach to full speed.

"That's probably our sign. Out."

The pilot looked at a large lake, with a massive triangular spire in it. The Helicopter slowly began to bank, and headed for 2-9-0.

"This is Polar Thirteen to Eureka One. Inbound for our target, ETA is 5 minutes. leaving the drop-in for you. Check?"

Eureka 1: Roger that, uh, is your commander onboard, we would like to have a word with him over here about the attack on your forces while you were investigating the Katingrad factories.

EBG 117: So colonel, Planet Buster missile?

EBG 99: Yeah, but it wasn't a missile, a missile would have made the ground crispy, you know, like....Katingrad, but this is more like a Stonehenge round.

EBG 117: You're saying we have 200 ton nuclear shells?

EBG 99: We apparently do, how we got them I don't know, but it's amazing how Farbanti survived the Planet Buster attack.

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Michael Daniels Memorial Dam
5 Miles north of Golden Skies City Sector A

Kazach Trooper: C'mon man, next patrol is coming in...

The Kazach soldier looked down at the guard they had knocked out.

Kazach Trooper: 2 Minutes man! We gotta time the attack in with the lighting!

Kazach Technician: I know, I know...and...DONE! Okay, let's get to the top of the dam and get the hell outta here, I don't want to be here when the gates open.

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Patriarch Gerald XIX Oil Complex
2 Miles North of Golden Skies City Sector A

Kazach Technician: Okay, squad 1 has nuetralized the first target, let's light up the town. I'll just punch in a few keys and...By the time we get home, we'll be drinking the blood of millions my friend, drinking the blood of millions.

Kazach Trooper: Okay, so when the water gets down here, the Fang river will light up all its tributaries eh? Clever bastards the Kazach heads are...

The radio crackled and the message of Eureka 1 got on, loud and clear.
"This is Polar Thirteen, We have a positive on your reaction. mind if I get him over here or is it a disease what doesn't need immediate treatment?"

Eureka 1: Nevermind, we'll speak to him when we RTB.

EBG 117: Well, this is a pooper, we learn this is our weapon, but have no clue how the hell it incinerated the old Squad 49...*sigh* the Battle of Farbanti still amazes me at how much it can piss people off...

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Michael Daniels Memorial Dam

Two guards were sitting by the Dam's only TV set, watching a soccer match between the North Point Military Academy cadets, and the Comberth Naval Academy Cadets

Guard 1: I tell ya' man, easiest job in the world, just sit around, say we saw a greykan, and that we chased him off, case closed, paycheck time!

Guard 2: Hey, were the flood gates supposed to be opened today?

Guard 1: Why?

The Michael Daniels Dam was built along the Fang river, producing the Cruik Lake, a huge, 100 billion cubic meter resevoir which supplied water to the desert parts of western Golden Skies City, and power to an estimated 1/3 of a section of the city. Further downstream were several Nuclear power plants and the Patriarch Gerald XIX Oil Complex, which stored and processed an estimated 1,900,000 barrels of oil daily.

The flood gates had been opened, all at once, cracking the Dam in the process, its flood water traveling down the Fang River like a tornado, and just past the Patriarch Gerald XIX Oil Complex, the water turned a dark black, filled with oil from the facility, bursts of napalm erupted from the banks of the river, lighting the entire of the Fang River, into fire. One mile downstream, was the largest city in the Vuhifellian continent, 200 million people lived in a 500 square mile area known as Golden Skies City, still 400,000 people p/ square mile, the flood of fire, according to Kazach predictions, was expected to flood several square miles.

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Farbanti National Jet Race Show
Farbanti, Greykan

Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen, citizens of Glorious Vuhifell! Welcome yet again, to the 42nd Annual Farbanti Jet Race!

The city of 6 million was turned into a megalopolis of 40 million overnight, as the Vuhifellian obsession for jets was great. But it was impossible to provide security for the event, because the viewing stands were everywhere in the city, every nook, every closet, was probably turned into a vantage point to view the race.

Three men were at the San Salvacion International Airport, dressed in black, with heavy backpacks and tote bags.

Man 1: The code is 'Zikorav, Zikorav, Razgriz, Greykan, Valgan, Tylian, Tylian, Settler, Tylian. Do not strike until this code has been transmitted by either myself or the Grand Ruler of New Aden, understood?

Men 2 & 3: Yes Commander!

"Polar Thirteen to Eureka One, Roger that. Your turn to land first or mine?"
The NH-90 helicopter slowed down, and grinded to a halt just above the marked point.

Eureka 1: You go ahead and land first Poar Thirteen, we'll patrol the area to see if we can locate any Kazachs that might take an interest in this site.

"Roger that, Polar Thirteen out."

The NH-90 lowered to an acceptable level and cut it's engine to half speed, so it began to descend for the final landing. As soon as the helicopter landed and touched the ground with an uncomoftable bump, several marines jumped out and watched over the area.

OOC: I'm also passing on the part of Günther Baum.

Groussherzog Koen Intl. Airport, Luxembourg, Van Luxemburg

In the large hall, Günther Baum and his compagnon waited for the connecting flight to Farbanti. He had disguised himself as a normal Van Luxemburgian tourist, altough not very likely to see in Farbanti. His name now was Günther Halm, living in Köln. His flight was scheduled to leave in half an hour, to accomodate the flight towards The Vuhifellian States.

Some seats behind him, behind a local "Zeitung" (Newspaper), was Harry Butler. Some hundred metres away, Pete Nield watched over the hall as he ordered tickets for a flight to Farbanti, in the Vuhifellian States. his flight would go in half an hour, he heard from the steward seated behind the desk of VanLuxAir. He only listened to him with one ear, while he tried to watch what Baum was doing.

Would the Passengers of flight VLA 643, direction Farbanti please report to Gate 11? Plane is now boarding.

About 15 people reported at gate 11. It were not so many because of the early hour, half past seven in the morning. Under the passengers of the flight were Günter Baum with his compagnon and Harry Butler and Pete Nield, VLIA members.

The Dassault 900EX left with the whistling blow of the engines terrifying some passengers, as they were living in the fear that they would crash. The Dassault made a succesfull take-off and headed west, to reach The Vuhifellian States in a matter of hours.

North Point Military Command
North Point, East Point

Commanding General Timothy Garcia, as well as his sister, Supreme Admiral Rachel Garcia, were both the highest ranking officials in the Vuhifellian Army and the Vuhifellian Navy, respectively. It had more to do with them being the cousins of David Macker than it did with their military experience, showing the flaws in the Vuhifellian Military Structure.

Tim Garcia: What just happened in Golden Skies City!?

Intel Officer: Sir! As of this moment we beleive the Michael Daniels Dam was destroyed by the Kazachs, and the Patriarch Gerald XIX Oil complex flooded the river with oil, at this moment the Order lit the river ablaze.

Tim Garcia: Give me a body count and a damage report!

Intel Officier: Sir, we don't know the official body count as of yet, the flood is still ravaging the city, but so far 4 entire city sections have been engulfed and are on fire, the flood will probably continue down Heirarch Avenue until it reaches the financial district, and ultimately...

Tim Garcia: Foxtecha Tower...the Underground Prison...the Ouin Headquarters, if it reaches the financial district our economy will be ruined! STOP THAT FLOOD!

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Los Canas International Airport
Farbanti, Greykan

Air Traffic Controller: Okay, San Salvacion airport, we are ready to pick up all flights that are arriving to Farbanti, you are now the nation's only recreational racing airport.

San Salvacion control: Why thank you Los Canas, there will be several flights incoming from Japan, the United States, and Van Luxemburg to view the event, the last flight to touch down before the race will be VLA 643 arriving from Kolm in Van Luxemburg, after that, close down the airport and enjoy the race.

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14 Miles North of Farbanti

EBG 117: Hey, I have an idea!

117 pointed his index finger to the cieling, a sure sign of something that was either going to get them killed, demoted, fired, exiled, or humiliated.

EBG 117: Why don't we watch the jet race in Farbanti, all the major players are competing in this one, Jason Kelly endorsed by KaTechNa. Alvin Malone sponsored by Foxtecha. Hell, I hear that the Ouin International Trading Corporation has a new pilot this year, some air force goon, but they say he's the second best in the VAF.

Eureka 1: I'm activating optical stealth now, have fun back there.

EBG 99: Roger Eureka 1, 117, look, we all want to watch the race, hell, I wish I had the time to watch the Golden Skies Urban Street Race while we were still stationed at GS AFB, but the fact of the matter is...

EBG 117: What if the Kazach's will target the race, there's only a couple million people who are watching, plus some Van Luxemburgers...Luxemburgians...whatever, but it's a prime target!

EBG 179: That's utter nonsense 117, the Kazachs wouldn't attack a major city in the same year...

President Stevan Daniels: [on radio to Eureka 1] Hey Eureka 1, turn around and head to Farbanti, the Macker's have put all squads around the country on alert status black, to safeguard all cities from Kazach attack, you're the closest squad to Farbanti right now so get to it, all radio and television traffic between the East and West coasts has stopped for some reason, must be another power outage in Golden Skies...

Eureka 1: Yes sir Mr. President! Turning around now, hang on boy's and gal's, we'll be watchin' the race from the front row, we're going to Farbanti!

The Dassault bgean it's descend to touch down on the scheduled airport, Los Canas Intl. On board were Baum and his compagnon, Nield and Butler and several passengers willing to see the race. As soon as it had touched down, the aircraft taxiied towards the gate that it had been directed to, and gave time to the passengers to get out, before waiting for fuel and returning to Luxembourg once again.

Günther Baum passed customs with his false identity, together with his compagnon, at his turn with his always-present suitcase, which was loaded with the heavy Luger pistol, Baum's favorite weapon.

Somewhat later, Harry Butler and Pete Nield arrived at the same customs desk. They identified themselves as VLIA agents, and mentioned that they already were expected and that they were following a possible lethal person.

(OOC: P.S., What should my Marines do, on the ground in Greykan, after Eureka 1 has been called to Farbanti.)

Eureka 1: Sorry VL soldier guys

(ooc: I really need to visit your factbook again, this VL reference is confusing me)

Eureka 1: We've been called back into Farbanti, but tell you what, we left 118 and 110 out there about a few hundred yards from your LZ, maybe you can entertain yourselves...

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Los Canas Intl.

In the Los Canas Intl. Airport, the VLIA presence at the security check and the 'lethal person' story was found extremely suspicious to the Head of Security at the airport.

Oliver Stone: This is Head of Security for the Los Canas airport, all persons report in, airport will be shutting down in exactly thrity minutes.

Security: Security checks A-H report in, Highway Entrance Report in, San Salvacion Entrance report in, Obelisk entrance report in, parking lot report in, control tower report in, Security Check I reports some trouble sir, they think we should delay the race.

Oliver Stone: What d'they got?

Security Check I: This is security check I here, some guys from the VLIA said they were following a potentially lethal person.

Oliver Stone: Did you check with the FIA and the VIA?

Security Check I: Sir, we told the control tower about it but they said that because of some disturbance in Golden Skies City, communication between the coasts is impossible, the only radio contact we got was from Murska, in Tylian, and they said that in order for them to relay radio messages from Murska to Polaris City, they would need transmitters all over the Razgriz Bay!

Oliver Stone: Probably some prankster, I doubt that their 'lethal person' can be much more than someone who spraypainted the Grand Duke's car or something, we're fine

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San Salvacion Intl.

Announcer: Okay folks, now, we have the official starting line-up for you right now, the pilots, their sponsor company, and their jet, whichever company wins this race, will win a contract to design the next generation of Vuhifellian tanks the line-up is:

Jason Kelly - KaTechNa - F/A-47
Jennifer Ergon - Petran Electronics - F/A-48P
Kaitlyn Speare - Likin Motors F/A-48P
Roger Joyce - Farbanti Mercantile - F/A-22
Alvin Malone - Foxtecha - F/A-50P
James Pole - North Point Engineering Association - F/A-18
Natalie Lyon - Lyndex & Sons - Korsa Dropship
and Finally
Arnold Vice - Ouin International Trading Corporation - F/A-47

The cieling for this years race, is 1,400 feet, low, but that only makes it more exciting! The track this year...over Miser Avenue, into the financial district, and somehow, undisclosing the details, make their way to the Spire in the middle of Poison Lake, where the first to fly through the triangle, wins!

Pilots, you are cleared for take off! The contrail of eight Stonehenge rounds in the sky will mark the beginning of the race!

A loud cheer from nearly everyone near the airport, the most dangerous track yet, if they crash...their fault, if they win, 10 Million Credit prize.

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New Aden

In the dimly lit Throne room of the mighty city of New Aden, the leader of an elite Kazach strike group was speaking to the Grand Protector of New Aden, Protector Robert IV.

Kazach Trooper: Sir, our agents tell us we are ready to strike shall we...

Protector Robert IV: No, send out a helicopter patrol, make sure we erase all evidence of our last strike on the city first, time to erase the burned scars we left behind one-hundred years ago...

Kazach Trooper: As you wish, you are second, only to the gods. Linmar! (Private!) Karis ton mi, u es bain pok linbastas ues (Ready the chopper, we must erase our ancestors sins)

OOC: which VL reference?

"Ah, no problem. Bergen, you took that DVD player, didn't you?"

Farbanti

Baum quickly left the airport, and got into a waiting Taxi. (OOC: There was something with Hovercars in TVS, wasn't it? I vaguely remember something of that.)
He ordered to head for the city boundaries of Farbanti. As his compagnon entered the vehicle, it got off.

It took Nield and Butler somewhat longer to get their hired vehicle, but were able to catch up with the taxi before Baum got out.
"Do we have any abilities to report our whereabouts to VL, or anyone here?"
Nield looked up, seated behind the wheel of the vehicle.
"You can try to get the embassy on the phone, the Military Detachment should know what we're doing."
Butler got his cellphone, and looked up the number for the embassy. After some minutes trying to reach it, he gave up.
"Damn it. No connection. Not even with a sattelite network! btw, does the GPS work? that could explain the problems."
Nield shortly looked at the GPS system he had in his pocket, but replied that it was in working order.
"Damnit. We're or screwed, or we should get someone down here to connect Van Luxemburg for us. Luxembourg shouldn't be too hard to reach with the military equipment on the fighters on Virgin Mary?"
"You bet. I'll try to reach it."
Butler began to search for the number of Virgin Mary AFB, which he found after some minutes with his pocket phone book. He then called and asked for the VL commander to get on, which he got after some intensified security checks.
"Homecomer? this is Saturdaynight. We need to relay a few messages to Luxembourg, do you have the equipment?"
"The prom is on. I can reach it with our radio equipment here. what do you want to relay?"
"Send the message that Baum probably is looking for connection to ehm, The Kazach Order. We've got several calls tracked down to somewhere in Greykan. I don't know how he wants to get there, but we'll try to follow him."
"Will be relayed. out."

OOC: VL Reference as in : Van Luxemburger/Luxemburgian/Luxemburgen, yes, small, heavily expensive, luxury maglev cars.

IC:

Stonehenge Artillery Battery
1700 miles East of Farbanti

Commanding Officer: Okay, we're firing a smoke shell all the way to Farbanti, load all the guns.

The Stonehenge Artiller Battery is made up of eight huge cannons, each capable of a range of 2000 miles, easily reaching both coasts from its center-continent position.

Commanding Officer: Fire gun number one when ready!

Gun Operaotr 1: Firing gun number one now sir!

The air blast from the recoil of the cannon, if someone was standing beneath it, could have torn even an EBG soldier cyborg's skin off, with the smoke shell on its way to Farbanti, the jet race was officially started.

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Virgin Mary AFB

Base Commander: Hey Mobius 1! Mobius 1!!!! HEY! Worthless idiot! Where are you!

The Base Commander was looking inside the Mobius squadron's hanger for Mobius 1, but his jet was gone.

Mobius 2: He's in the Farbanti race sir, what is it?

Base Commander: I need to get the VL commander one of your radios, they need to contact their embassy in New Hivez.

Mobius 2: From our radios, heh, I don't think so, the Golden Skies Communication Network is down, I don't know why but....

Base Commander: So send a message to Ofnir squadron in Murksa, get Ofnir squadron to take off, let them fly over the Razgriz Bay, get Yellow Squadron in Polaris city to recieve that message, then transmit that message to New Hivez.

Mobius 2: Permission to take off sir?

Base Commander: Permission granted, I'll get the VL commander to relay the message to you as soon as you're in the air.

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New Aden

Kazach Chopper: New Aden, this is Minelayer 1, we're taking off for the burn site now, don't blow Farbanti to hell before we erase the evidence.

New Aden: Roger that Minelayer 1, if you encounter any EBG or VL units over there.

Minelayer 1: Kill them, don't worry, if we get and EBG, I'll be sure to get his armor...

New Aden: Evil bastard....

OOC: you can use Van Luxemburgian of Van Luxemburger. Those are the correct forms.

IC:
"Oh, it isn't that big a problem. Our A400M's should have an able radio aboard."
Marc Repons ,The VL Commander, looked at the Base Commander. He already had ordered one of the A400M transport aircraft to report it to the embassy.

Burn Site

While the soldiers were just watching movie, playing on Private Bergen's portable DVD player, the pilot of the Heli saw a blip appearing on his radar.
"Say, did we expect company for this movie? Extra popcorn? Chips? Anything else? Maybe even a new movie. this one's almost over. I'll contact them."
He pushed the button on the panel and began to speak in Lëtzebuergisch, Van Luxemburg's native language. (OOC: I don't speak Lëtzebuergisch that good, only two words or so, so you'll have to stick with English. I will repeat it in German and Dutch.)
"Unidentified Helicopter, Do you maybe have something like Chips or Popcorn aboard?"
He once again repeated the message.
"Nicht identifizierte Helikopter, Habe sie vielleicht etwas als Chips oder Popcorn mitgebracht?"
"Niet geïdentificeerde Helikopter, Heeft u misschien iets als Chips of Popcorn aan boord?"
Mera Rodin returned to his job, being "watching the movie", before again returning to his radio for the answer.

Minelayer 1: What...the...hell....who, what, what the...Ehem... [Radio] Yeah, we got 'popcorn' and 'chips' onboard. [to co-pilot] You know, I'm thinking, why would a Kazach speak German.

Thinking that the popcorn meant explosives and chips meant lots of guns, the pilot figured that, aside from the very weird language, and the stupid, non-Kazach-sounding voice, he thought the burn site was secured.

Co-Pilot: You speak German?

Minelayer 1: Sure! My parents used to head the financial division of a German terrorist group, they sent me here with my uncle to cause even more damage!

Co-Pilot: Mindless destruction at it's best eh? So, are our friends down there wearing MOLIGNAR?

Minelayer 1: No, they're non-EBG, so either they must be VL, or some European immigrant who joined the Order. We're gonna' land in fourty-five seconds everyone, make sure you have your Kasadar armor on.

Kasdar armor was the same armor used by the Vuhifellian Army, stolen from a North Point armory, the armor made the elite Kazach troops look exactly like the Vuhifellian soldier, they just hoped that if the folks on the ground were VL, they wouldn't know that VA soldiers had pathetic training, compared to the EKT's (Elite Kazach Team) SEAL/SAS Class training

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EBG 117: YEAH! C'mon, I got 3000 Credits riding on the new Ouin pilot, what's this KaTechNa guy, Mobius 1?

The squad was following the race from the Jumbo-Tron TV screen in the Farbanti financial district, all the pilots were now about to fly into the Farbanti Industrial Center, the marking point for a 1/5 completion of the race. The strike on the burn strike, had to be successful before the pilots entered the Daniels Tunnel, if not, the two-prong attack on Golden Skies and Farbanti would not be successful.

While the pilot was concentrating on trying to decode the Kazach's message, he got to think. Which Van Luxemburger would ever talk German over a radio? He just made an incredibly stupid mistake, as Van Luxemburgian Law prescribes that all Airborne communications should be done in English, but what a stupid mistake the guy on the other side of the radio made, then?

"Me again. Are you Vuhifellian or Kazach? I fear that Van Luxemburgian Law forbids the use of German during this communication. I therefore have to assume that you are native. please identify yourselves."

He then got his attention back to the rest, and asked them friendly to get one person with a Starstreak missile on patrol.

EDIT: OOC: Hey, we both got 1,032 posts! LOL!

Minelayer 1: Oh shit....oops, erm [radio] Ahem, sorry about that, I'm an immigrant from Germany, just got a job with the VA, so speaking German is kind of an instinct, you know, sorry!

OOC: Happy little RP'er, aren't you :)

IC:

Minelayer 1: [to co-pilot] Well, I hope that sells, cock your guns people, these aren't Kazach's, in fact, let's see if we can try to take some of them prisoner, maybe their government isn't as hardcore against us as Vuhifell's.

The helicopter started hovering over its LZ, before finally descending.

OOC: I always was sneaky. In fact, I wasn't, the pilot was... :D

IC:
"Yeah, sure. I would expect that you have been taught that you have to speak English while playing the pilot. even in Germany."

The pilot got out again, and warned his fellow marines.

"Okay guys. we got a possible hostile Heli coming in. ready your guns. I think that you might pause that DVD until we're finished."
He grabbed his rifle and began searching the sky, for any sign of the helicopter.

As the helicopter descended, the pilot noticed the Van Luxemburgians crowd around his LZ, not too far off, were two, MOLIGNAR Armor wearing EBG troops.

Minelayer 1: Oh crap...

Co-Pilot: Wha? Oh, the two EBG guys, yeah, we're screwed, those VL troops might be stupid enough to believe us, or to think that the VA owns helicopters, but not the EBG.

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EBG 110: Hey look 118, a VA helicopter.

EBG 118: Yeah, let's go meet em', find out what the hell they're doing here, and why the VL guys are crowding around em'.

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Minelayer 1: Open the door!

One of the EKT troops opened the Black Hawk's door, he, and his fellow EKT buddies, were wearing their Kasadar armor.

EKT Trooper: Hey, shut the engines off would ya'?

Minelayer 1: Sure thing.

EKT Trooper: Howdy there uhhh....

He looked at the patch on the Van Luxemburgians uniforms.

EKT Trooper: Van Luxemburgians! Seriously though, back off, we've come to secure the area, Kazach's have bombed Golden Skies and North Point tells us this place is important.

Minelayer 1: *whispering in co-pilot's ear* He's nice....

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Daniels Tunnel
Industrial Center
Farbanti, Greykan

Kazach Bomber: C'mon dammit, send the signal, we gotta' blow the tunnel soon....

"I still don't trust them...." Bergen mentioned to his Corporal.
"Shut up. I'll ask them."

Corporal Van Manen got towards the Vuhifellian-looking Kazachs and showed his identification, while holding his FN pistol tight.

"Corporal Van Manen, Van Luxemburgian Marines. Or Special Forces. Just as you like. Identification please."

While he said that, several men began to check other identifications, as they were afraid that something wasn't alright. Some others lifted the safety pins from their rifles, to be ready for anything that would happen. Bergen waved it away.

"Sorry about this hostile reception. we need to be sure that you really are Vuhifellian, and not Kazach."

EKT Trooper: No problem.

Weeks before, all members of the EKT had been givin plastic surgery to look exactly like, or damn near close to, their stolen identities.

EKT Trooper: Here yas' go, one VA identification card, if you need me to take off my helmet to confirm that we are really VA soldiers, I will.

Minelayer 1: *whisper to co-pilot* He's real good.

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Farbanti National Jet Race

Announcer: And Natalie Lyon has just dropped out of the race, hehe, a dropship has no place among fighters little lady!

EBG 117: YES! I bet 7000 Credits on that one, where's 112, he owes me his paycheck for today!

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Daniels Tunnel

Kazach Bomber 1: Fuck it, start laying the bombs now, when they enter the tunnel, we'll be waitin' for em'.

Kazach Bombers 2 & 3: YES SIR!

(OOC: If I'm okay, No Kazach will ever know where the Vuhifellian Embassy in Van Luxemburg is. For your comfort: It's in Luxembourg, on the Rue de la Diplomatique.)

"Okay, sir. The last question, which every Vuhifellian will know. Where's the Vuhifellian Embassy in Van Luxemburg?"
Van Manen looked round, with soldiers everywhere, checking the identity of the soldiers, which all were okay.

EKT Trooper: What the hell? Every Vuhifellian should know? Some guys in the Rapid Response Teams don't even know where the shitting hole is...

EBG 118: What's this crap over here!

110 and 118 had finally arrived at the chopper.

EBG 118: You, pilot, who sent you here.

Minelayer 1: North Point sir, we were sent here to secure this burn site, the folks in New Hivez thought that after Golden Skies was bombed...

EBG 110: Golden Skies City was bombed, again!?

Minelayer 1: Yes, but the folks in the Presidential Palace and in Military HQ think this spot is very important.

EBG 118: Very well, erm, how do I put this, VL soldiers....yeah, these guys are authentic, so...yeah, unless you guys are thrilled about instigating war, I'd suggest you lower your weapons.

EBG 110: Man, 117's gonna be pissed about that bombing, which sector?

Minelayer 1: Well, Sectors A-D have been completly destroyed.

EBG 110: 117's gonna be really pissed at this.

EKT Trooper: This 117, he wouldn't happen to be the best...

EBG 118: In the Elite Black Guard, yes, the Kazach's call him 'Kolimja', what it means, I don't know, but they despise him, they've just never gotten a chance to kill him.

EKT Trooper: Where are you guys stationed?

EBG 110: Right at Virgin Mary AFB....

The Corporal lowered his weapon and ordered the others to do so. He then ordered them to dismiss.
"Like you want. anyways, what're we investigating down here?"
As he was asking this, Private Bergen ran towards The Corporal, attending him to get to the VL Helicopter.

As he got there, the whole VL team got seated and began to discuss.
"I still don't like them."
"Me too. but we will have to keep calm until we have really found out that they're Kazach. The question is, how do we do that?"
"Try to convince the EBG that we may ask that question again?"
"Impossible, I guess. Any other useful questions?"
"I know one! we just try to ask them which army has been sent to MILEX!
"great one. We just pretend that we forgot, and that we need to be sure."

Corporal Van Manen and his men came in sight of the "Vuhifellians" again after being behind the chopper for almost too long.
"Sirs of the VA. We have bene thinking, and we couldn't come up with which army was sent to MILEX in Van Luxemburg. You know that. Do you have the answer?"

Minelayer 1: Okay, erm, the EBG trusts us, that's all that counts ain't it?

Co-Pilot: *whispering in pilot's ear* We gotta tell New Aden to keep us updated with current events and intelligence.

EKT Trooper: Yeah...erm...hey, what the hell is up with the questions!

However 110 and 118 moved from their position next to the door, in front of the door, and with 110 to the EKT's left, and 118 to their right, 110 flashed two fingers out of sight to anyone but the Kazach's, while 118 flashed three fingers.

EKT Trooper: What the....

Again, they flashed the clues out of sight, and it took the EKT Trooper three more clues until he finally got it.

EKT Trooper: Second Army, third.....

110 flashed a small D, with his fingers out of sight of the Van Luxemburg troops.

EKT Trooper: Third division! Hah! beat that dammit! See, we are VA, now if you don't mind, I'm thirsty, hopefully there are drinks at Virgin Mary.

EBG 110: Well, looks like you're bitchy enough to be in the VA, hey, guys, seriously, I don't know why you don't trust em' far as I'm concerned, the biggest threat they pose is if they crash their helicopter into our faces.

"Okay. thanks alot. anyways, What are we investigating?" He looked round, like he saw nothing.

He signalled his men to get back to the chopper and play a game of cards, before they would receive that answer.
"In the meantime, we're gonna play a cards game, "bullying". Have luck, y'all!"

Minelayer 1: Whew! They finally lay off us. Okay everybody, half of you stay here, the rest, including me and my co-pilot are going to Virgin Mary AFB. As five EKT troopers got out of the Black Hawk, the second the last one closed the door, it took off, heading to Virgin Mary AFB...

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Virgin Mary Control Tower: Sir, there's a helicopter heading this way, and it doesn't look like the signature of any VL chopper.

Base Commander: Unidentified Helicopter, explain yourself! Who are you?

Minelayer 1: Uhh, we're a part of the Kazach Special Containment Division, or the Kazach Special Forces Division...

Base Commander:....

Minelayer 1: WE'RE VUHIFELLIAN!

Base Commander: Bullshit!

Minelayer 1: Check with the President!

The Base Commander dialed the number for the President's barracks, with an immediate answer.

Stevan Daniels: Y'ello?

Base Commander: Sir, is there such a thingas the 'Kazach Secial Forces Divison?'

Stevan Daniels: Hey, keep it down, we don't know if the Commander-in-Chief has tapped the phone lines or not, I'll come up.

The President quickly hung up the phone and ran up to the control tower, meeting the Base Commander in the stairwell. While the Kazach helicopter landed a few moments later outside the control tower.

President: Yes, there is...It is a special forces division only commandable by the President, it was started by my great-grandfather, Michael Daniels, and they answer only to the current President, not even Howard Fortstall controls them. But I can't give you all the details, even I don't know all the details!

Base Commander: Are there any records of their missions...

President: Yes, deep, deep underground, in a small safe inside one of the lesser known vaults underneath Foxtecha Tower, is a laptop, containing everything the Kazach's would need to win the war...

EKT Trooper 1: Is this intelligence useful?

EKT Trooper 2: Very useful...

The second EKT Trooper was pointing a laser microphone towards the door in which the President entered, hearing the entire part of the safe.

EKT Trooper: Let's see what's in the President laptop shall we, while our pilots gather intel on the Base.

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Brun Site

EBG 118: So why were you guys so suspicious of them anyways?

"Well, He started to talk German on the airborne radio, which is forbidden in van Luxemburg. thereafter, you never know, as that Heli came from the region where all Kazachs came from. This is all a bit too obvious, isn't it? Just Routine inspection. You never know."

ooc: Ooops. brun site? Is that some lesser known African bread?

IC:

EBG 118: Wait, that helicopter came from the...and...Hey, where's 110.

118 saw 110's helmet near a large, black patch on the ground.

EBG 118: Oh, hell.

118 activated his thermal vision, nothing, night vision, of course, daylight, nothing, life sensors, something, but very faint, six faint signals, moving north fast.

EBG 118: Oops.

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EKT Trooper 1: Can you hack it?

EKT Trooper 2: Of course, this thing is easy compared to that job we did in Istas Fortress. Just a matter of getting my USB into the port, where is the damned...here it is!

The trooper took out a USB cord from the back of his helmet, and plugged it into the USB port.

EKT Trooper 2: You would think the President's personal computer would have better security. Hehe, now we have it, uploading the information to my helmet now...Hmmm, the F/A-50, Warmaster Mk. II, and this is very interesting...the "Invisible Angel", apparently it's Vuhifell's new weapon to defeat us...I think this is enough information, we have what we need.

He took out the USB cord and returned the computer to its previous state.

EKT Trooper 1: Let's go, we've gotta' rendervous with the burn squad about 2 miles north of the burn site, let's go.

Van Manen saw 118 tripping, and decided to make it worse.
"I said to you, They WERE Kazach! It's your fault that 110 is gone."

EBG 118: Okay, you said you didn't trust them, not that they were Kazach, secondly, how in hell could a Kazach have gotten that armor, there's no way...

Then 118 thought about the Istas Fortress incident in July, and the more recent North Point Armory incident in late October.

EBG 118: [on radio] 117, 99, we have a problem, it seems the Kazach have...erm...taken, 110 and have infiltrated Virgin Mary AFB...

EBG 99: Boy this better be a joke.

EBG 118: No sir...

EBG 99: Eureka 1, please fire up your engines, we'll be joining the race to make the fastest route towards 118 to whoop his ass, and to kind 110.

Eureka 1: 118, I swear I'll fire my dropship's vulcan guns at you when we see you.

EBG 118: Optical stealth baby! Optical Stealth!

1/3 of squad 49 took off towards the Daniels Tunnel, with the other 2/3 crowding in Eureka's 3, and 5. They headed in a diamond pattern, straight for the bombers inside the tunnel.

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Minelayer 1: Okay, so we didn't fulfill our mission, but Greykan 1 better damn like this EBG prisoner, the MOLIGNAR Armor, and all the information we gathered!

Minelayer 1 had already picked up 110 and the rest of the EKT.

EKT Trooper: Now, what's your real name, aside from the number '110' on the sleeve of your armor.

EBG 110: Screw you Kazach bastard.

EKT Trooper: This one's pissed, maybe a day or two of torture should ease his mind.

EBG 110: Whatever you do to me, the EBG will do to your whole race, ten times worse!

EKT Trooper: Tell me, we have been nuked, spit on, tortured, sold as slaves, had our land taken by you heretic scum, and overall shot up straight to hell, and you think we can't survive any 'punishment' your government throws at us, death is merely a design by Taneger, god of death, and his brother Tiassi, god of life, where all us true believers will someday...

Minelayer 1: Dammit! Quit with the fundamentalist shit already, yadda yadda yadda, as if going to worship all of our gods on a Saturday isn't bad enough.

EKT Trooper: Heretic scum! I should kill you!

Minelayer 1: Yeah, look who's flying the chopper dumbass, leave our prisoner alone, let the Protector find a punishment for him...

"Well, do you mind we go after them? We have got a helicopter after all."
The Helicopter was already busy taking off, and heading to the last known position of the Kazachs.

"we have a contact running for us, heading North, distance is too far to fire a warning at it."
Corporal Van Manen looked at the radar screen, now able to see it for the first time.
"well, I then suggest we get to overtake it. what's the topspeed of this baby?"
"We'll see."
The Pilot began to run the NH-90 at it's maximum capable speed, and started the pursuit of the Kazachs.

EBG 118: Okay, just don't shoot at them, they may have 110 onboard, and he doesn't have his helmet, he'll be killed if you shoot em' down.

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Minelayer 1: Shit! Vl helicopter inbound, ETA to New Aden fourty minutes, this is gonna' be a long trip.

The NH-90 Helicopter was now heading for the contact at it's highest possible speed, without overrevving any of the engines, or breaking the main shafts to propel the blades. Meanwhile, Corporal Van Manen monitored the radar, while on his right, the team's pilot flew like his live was about to end.

"Distance is closing, In reach of our machineguns, Fire first warning!"

The wingtips shortly bursted into fire, as the two FN-made pods fired their .50projectiles, whih zipped towards it target, the Kazach helicopter, scheduled to miss just at the left and the right side of that Kazach Heli. After that, Van Manen took the radio and sent a message towards the Kazachs.

"This was a warning. ground your helicopter immediately, or we will have to force you down, with or without force. We know that EBG 110 is aboard. I repeat, Ground your helicopter immediately, or we will open fire, and this time precise fire. Polar Thirteen out."

Minelayer 1: CEASE FIRE! CEASE FIRE! WE HAVE AN EBG SOLDIER WITHOUT HIS ARMOR ONBOARD! CEASE FIRE! [to 110] Dammit, start yelling at them to cease fire.

The pilot gave 110 the radio headset.

EBG 110: SHOOT THEM DOWN GOD DAMMIT! THIS IS 11...

The EKT Trooper behind him hit 110 on the back on the head with the butt of his assault rifle, knocking him out.

EKT Trooper: Overall, I say we have a 90/1 chance of us surviving this... But just to be sure....Everyone, help me get this bastard's armor off, we're not dying without taking this fucker with us.

"Okay, roger that, opening fire."
The NH-90 had, by now, almost overtook the UH-60. It was a tad faster, and had aimed some cannons aboard at the Kazachs. Van Manen appeared with his megaphone, with which he barely was understandable, because of the wind howling along the helicopter and the blades of the two helicopters almost hitting eachother.
"OKAY! Surrender or get blown away! it's your choice! We can enter your helicopter by firing wires over, so don't worry about the safety of 110!"

EKT Trooper 1: Dowe still have the explosives we brought to destroy the burns?

EKT Trooper 2: Yup.

Minelayer 1: Blow the tail of the heli!

Co-Pilot: DO IT NOW! NEW ADEN! THIS IS MINELAYER 1 WITH IMPORTANT INTEL, MATERIALS, AND A PRISONER, PLEASE RESPOND.

New Valais: Sorry Minelayer 1, but New Aden command is currently unavailable, however we are available.

Co-Pilot: HELP US DAMMIT! WE'RE BEING CHASED FOR FUCK'S SAKE!

New Valais: We're alerting the city now Minelayer 1, turn to heading 2-3-0, we're gonna' launch rescue and escort helicopters from the emergency launch doors, hang on.

EKT Trooper 2: Blowing the tail...NOW!

The tail section of the Black Hawk helicopter was torn to shreds by the explosives stored inside, though not enough to kill anybody, the shock from the blast still rustles up everyone as they descended.

Minelayer 1: Yes! we're descending, oh sweet heaven we're descending! Everyone, just hang on, rescue choppers from New Valais will arrive in 8 minutes!

Van Manen watched without the ability to help from the roaring helicopter. H eran to the cockpit, and ordered the pilot to immediately land and pick up the survivors.
"IMMEDIATELY! GET THEM!"

The NH-90 started to descend from the cold heights, and landed some minute later. By then, the sound of other helicopter blades became more and more evident. The crew jumped out of the helicopter, and tried to save the crashed Kazachs, aswell as EBG 110.

"Hang on, we'll try to reach Virgin Mary!" Van Manen shouted at EBG 110, who looked badly.

(OOC: I'll leave it to you if they're all took by me, or that I cannot take some.)

The helicopter had landed on its belly, and seeing as Black Hawk helicopters could take crashes on the belly, the passengers were, for the most part, okay.

Minelayer 1: Okay, the two troopers with the information, come with me and my co-pilot with that suit of MOLIGNAR Armor, we're heading for New Valais. Another two take '110' over there and get the hell out of here, take a transponder with you too, we'll want him later as a bargaining chip. The rest of you, STAY HERE AND KILL AS MANY OF THOSE BASTARDS AS POSSIBLE!

The intel group headed towards New Valais, as quickly as possible, while 110 and his captors ran in a random direction, hoping to be picked up later by a Kazach helicopter. Five EKT Troopers stayed inside the crashed helicopter.

EKT Trooper 1: DEFENSIVE POSITIONS! CLOSE THE DOORS, BLOCK THE WINDOWS AND LOAD THE GUNS! WE'RE GONNA' KEEP THEM AWAY FROM THE INTEL AND THE PRISONER AS LONG AS POSSIBLE!

EKT Squad: YES SIR!

EKT Trooper: We will join the gods soon enough, and any of those heretic foreigners we kill, shall join the damned...

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In the Daniels Tunnel, the three Eureka dropships went into the tunnel at 700 MPH, several hundred miles an hour slower than the jets in the race that were only hundreds of meters behind them.

Eureka 1: What the hell.....is that guy a few...he's planting....FIRE!

The three Eureka's began firing their vulcan machine guns at the same time, raining bullet casings throughout the tunnel and leaving bullet holes everywhere, eventually hitting one of the three bombers in the tunnel.

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Golden Skies City
Warehouse District

GSPD: OPEN THE DOOR!

Special Forces: Well, at least they contained the flood, get the Chinook in the air within 30 seconds.

Archer One: Yes Ma'am!

Jane Stonehenge was the leader of the Kazach Special Forces Division, unfortunately, due to their professional habit of acting like Kazach soldiers, they had brought the wrath of the very pissed GSPD upon their headquarters, a dirty little shack on the outskirts of the Golden Skies Industrial Sector.

The roof of the warehouse opened up, and the Chinook blades began rotating, until, finally, as the GSPD busted through the door, the Chinook lifted into the sky.

Archer One: We'll have to head to the Belka Castle, in Nord Belka. That's where we last saw the President alive, that's where we're gonna' start our war against this Fascism.

Jane Stonehenge: Okay, let's get the hell outta' here, I hear the Van Luxemburgers are helping the EBG Squads in Greykan, so we should alert the New Hivez resistance command to tell the VL government what's going on...

While the soldiers were surprised by the hostile fire coming from the chopper, they had not been distracted off the Kazachs running away.

"Fireteam A, center fire on the chopper, Fireteam B on those Kazachs towards the north, and Fireteam C on the rest. Got It? C'mon!"

The Teams set up their perimeters and got to work. B and C centered on the running Kazachs, while Team A loaded an AT4 rocket, and fired it at the UH-60.

A lone EKT Trooper was left alive following the explosion inside the downed Black Hawk...

EKT Trooper: Ow...ow, ow ow ow ow...fucking OW!

He noticed the VL helicopter was still hovering overhead.

EKT Trooper: I surrender! Pease don't kill me!

He then proceeded to throw his assault rifle down, along with his combat knife, his glock pistol, as well as the miniature explosives hidden in his right boot for covert missions.

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Minelayer 1: Just keep on running, keep on running, hey, the records are saved into your helmet and into the laser microphone's disk drive right?

EKT Troopers 1 and 2: Yeah, why?

Minelayer 1: In case either of you die, or get injured, don't bother helping the other, the survival of the Order is greater than your own, put the group before yourself, and you shall be rewarded.

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EBG 110:Oh, motherf---that bullet almost hit me...Hold on guys.

EKT Trooper: What the, we're the captors, we..

EBG 110: I SAID HOLD ON!

110 turned around and began running backwards, still following his Kazach captors, then stuck the middle finger out towards the VL troops in the chopper.

EBG 110: STOP FIRING AT ME ASSHOLES!

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Archer 1 landed in the town square of Gerome, South Belka; a suburb of New Hivez, here was where the VDM, Vuhifellian Democratic Movement, was located, and a convoy of black SUV's and luxury cars was ready to pull out to the Van Luxemburg Embassy, the second Jane Stonehenge gave them the information needed....

Jane walked out of the rear section of the Chinook, and walked her way to the middle car, while the driver opened the passenger window.

Nikoli Petrokov: I hope you have the information we need to get VL to declare war on The Vuhifellian States, otherwise we'll have a Fascism for the rest of our lives...and the Kazachs...just may win the war...

Jane Stonehenge: Don't worry, it's all on this laptop, stolen straight from the Military Administrator's office, don't lose it, otherwise you know what will happen.

Jane handed him the a laptop, the same laptop, that contained the information to bring down the Kazach Order.

Nikoli Petrokov: Aye, I won't lose it, what if we get caught, this is a pretty large convoy, and the VL embassy in a long ways away, on Independence Square...

Jane Stonehenge, exactly why I've sent an operative to the Presidential Palace, now get moving, the longer you stay here, the longer the opportunity for the Commander-in-Chief's forces to find you...

The driver closed the window now, and the convoy set its GPS towards Independence Square, to the Van Luxemburg embassy.

OOC: It's all up to you wheather or not you can accept them into the embassy/get involved in this.

Crash Site

Van Manen shortly stopped his fire, as one EKT trooper surrendered and EBG 110 showed his middle finger to fireteam C. He took up his hands and set them against his mouth, and shouted at 110.

"110! What in fucks name are you doing? Are you planning on getting hit? GET OVER HERE! NOW!"

Van Manen now thought of it.
Maybe 110 joined the Kazachs, or is he still thinking that they're Vuhifellian!

"110! On who's side are you?"

New Hivez

The Van Luxemburgian Embassy was a large building, completely rebuilt to Van Luxemburgian standards, with a garden behind it. The embassy personnel was just about to return home, when a convoy of black luxury cars and SUV's turned up at the entrance, which was guarded. The guard, who had been on duty the whole day, was somewhat tired and asked the convoy leader for his identification.

"ID please, passport, driving license, anything which can identify you, please."

EBG 110: STOP-SHOOTING-AT-ME! IS THAT CONCEPT HARD TO UNDERSTAND! [To EKT Trooper] They couldn't hit the broad side of an XBox.

EKT Trooper: Would you get your stupid ass over here, your probably going to live longer with us than with them.

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Nikoli Petrokov threw a stolen ID into the guards face, a Vuhifellian Passport, with the EBG Passport Seal, a sword piercing a shield, emblazened in black on the yellow leather.

Inside it read,

Malone, Patrick
D.O.B. 1.2.2037
Hair. Black
Eyes. Green
Height. 5'11"
Weight. 180 lb.
Religion. ATHST.

Passport Code. 122342.2321786.66009123
City of Issue. City ,Golden Skies

Nikoli Petrokov: As you can see, all the information is there, will we be seeing the Van Luxemburger ambassador now?

Crash site

"Perfectly! We won't shoot at you, but at the Kazachs! GOT IT?!"

Van Manen signalled one of his men to come closer. The man, called Jameson -He was English-, came closer. His suit showed insignias of the Royal Van Luxemburgian Sharpshooter Training, aswell as the insignias for "Squad Sharpshooter".

"Aim at those Kazachs, and shoot them. I will give you three beers if you manage to do that."

Jameson nodded and got his JK-1 assault rifle, put the scope at his eye, and switched to single shot. He then started aiming for the first Kazach.

VL Embassy

The guard looked at the ID, and returned it. H ethen pointed at the entrance and looked at Malone (OOC: If I'm correct, that's your own last name, isn't it?).
"I suggest you get to the reception desk as quickly as possible, to catch on with the receptionist, He will get you the pass required for a visit to the ambassador.

High up in the building, a man in his fifties looked down on the column of cars, now moving away from the guard. He thereafter grabbed his intercom and contacted the receptionist.

"Van Vugt here. If they ask for me, send them up. I will be in my room. Send security to the reception and my room. I want the inside of my office and the embassy exits constantly guarded, got that? everyone has to stay on it's post. Night Life is hot here."

OOC: Yes, and it is also 117's passport when he was 21 :)

IC:

EKT Trooper: Hey the endless stream of bullets has st---

The blood from the troopers face, and the glass from his helmet splattered straight into 110's back.

EBG 110: Those fuckers are still causin' me pain!

EKT Trooper: Okay, fuck this, you're free, I AM NOT GETTING KILLED!

EBG 110: No, they nearly blew my head off, and now, they blew glass into my back, I'm staying with you, the second I get to one of your bases, I DEMAND A BAND-AID!

The second EKT Trooper kept running, in front of 110, so that if the enemy sniper...or snipers, decided to attack him, he would have to injure the cyborg behind him first.

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New Valais

Lifebringer 1: New Valais Air Control, we are 3 minutes away from the crash site, the Mi-29 Hinds are 2 minutes away, they should be arriving at any moment, let's just hope that we still have the information and other stuff needed that Minelayer 1 said was so important...

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Nikoli Petrokov: Thank you sir.

Nikoli went into the embassy, and found the reception desk, the Military Administrators laptop still under his firm grip.

Nikoli Petrokov: Hello, I am here to see the Van Luxemburgian ambassador to Vuhifell, I have important business to discuss between our two nations...

OOC: I see.... Now you may guess the identity of my Grand Duke....
Oh, Btw, some info about the sharpshooter. Every squad in the VLA has one qualified sharpshooter in their team. It can aim better than normal soldiers, but it certainly isn't a sniper with a special rifle for the task.

IC:

As the sharpshooter aimed, he got 110 almost in his scope. He reported to Van Manen that he was unable to shoot becuase of 110 blocking his view, and returned to his task on other Kazachs. Van Manen got towards the Helicopter and asked the pilot to send the following message:

From: Polar Thirteen
To: Van Luxemburgian Embassy, New Hivez
Subject: EBG 110

This is Polar Thirteen here. We report that EBG has supported the Kazachs in an action against VL forces, and now has ran together with other Kazach forces. Please report this to Foxtecha and New Hivez itself.

*SIGNAL LOST*

Just after the message had been sent, Van Manen noticed a group of helicopters on radar. He immediately reported to his men, who had broke with the Kazachs before they could be hit. They once again grabbed their Starstreak missiles, and readied for what would be a hard fight.....

VL Embassy

The receptionist looked at the men standing before him. They probably were what the ambassador meant. He saw that just after the men came in, the door was blocked by three men of the VLIA, armed with MP-5's.

"Yes, move on to the top floor, and report to him personally."

Shortly after the men got into the lift, he grabbed the telephone and made a call.

"They're on their way. Also, check your mail, Polar Thirteen has a report waiting for you. It's urgent, from what I saw. I already fulfilled their orders."

OOC: I've known his identity for quite a while now, it is your own first and last name, but can you guess where David Macker's name came from?

Also, the sniper (s) part was what the EKT was thinking, not myself
Kind of a long ass post, sorry...

IC:
In both the Presidential Palace, and in Foxtecha Tower, there were different views and different reactions of 110's escape.

Presidential Palace

Howard Fortstall: This wasn't planned, but this is certainly a wonderful addition, if an EBG soldier has joined the Order, then I may become a hero...

Sara Goodwalker: That is if we win sir...if we lose, your name will become as recognizable and as hated as Villa Ananko's...

Sara was the Grand Protectors secretary, trusted with nearly all the secrets of the state, she was not only on the Protection List of the VPU (Vuhifellian Peacekeeping Units [OOC: Just think of it as a version of Hitler's SS, Fortstall's VPU]

IC:

But she was also in the top ten 'Free Vuhifell's Most Wanted' list.

Howard Fortstall: Any other that would have made that comment to me, I would have them executed by firing squad, right here in my office! But you are important to me and to the state, so I will let it pass, for now....

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Foxtecha Tower

David Macker: Bullshit, they're either lying, or they're telling the truth, but the truth would just add into a larger mystery.

James Macker: Dad, his helmet tracker is still beeping, but 118 reports that he was kidnapped, and that his helmet was thrown down by the Kazach's...

Katrina Macker, David's wife, had just come in, along with Michael, their eldest son and CEO of the company.

Katrina Macker: I heard what happened, Michael thinks he knows what happened...

Michael Macker: Just a guess but....has anyone ever questioned the situation he was in...even though he has been in the EBG for nine years and has had his cybernetic implants four years ago, that doesn't mean he's not human...I believe that he is simply doing what he thinks will keep him alive...

David Macker: Impossible, how could the Kazach's keep him alive longer than the Van Luxemburgians could....

James Macker: Well....you never know, they could've almost blown his head off or something....going with a non-fundie Kazach could prompt him to think that he would live longer with the Kazachs, than in the hands of foreigners, remember it was foreigners who had killed off a lot of his bloodline 100 years ago in the last war of New Vuhifell.

Michael Macker: You pulled up his file already?

James Macker: No...I memorized all the EBG Troops who had had people in their family killed in the Vuhi-Kazach War, and the Vuhi-Comm War.

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Lifebringer 1 had already picked up the EKT Troops carrying the information and the MOLIGNAR Armor, now all they had to do was get the prisoner and his captor.

110's location

EBG 110: Ow...ow....ow.....WOULD YOU CUT THAT SHIT OUT! I CAN STILL FEEL PAIN YOU KNOW!

EKT Trooper: Look man, I'm not bringing you into our cities with all this glass in your back, some kid would probably press it in even further...

EBG 110: On second though, you keep pulling the glass out, thanks...Van Luxemburgian fuckers...can't aim for their lives, 'oh, I think I'll blow away that Kazach and cause immense pain to 110'

110 said this last bit sarcastically, so the EKT Trooper behind him removing the glass punctured a new hole in his back.

EBG 110: Fucker!

EKT Trooper: That Kazach was my friend, though a fundie he might have been, he was still my friend........now hold still dammit.

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eight Mi-24 Hind helicopters had been brought in to escort Lifebringer 1 back to New Valais, and wasn't it just their day, a single VL helicopter vs. 8 gunships.

Helldog 1: This is Helldog, to all 7 units, arm missiles, this is gonna' be fun, who's up for a 'Missilekrieg!'

Helldog Squadron: WE ARE!!! Arming missiles now...

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VL Embassy

Nikoli Petrokov: I think they don't trust me...oh well, doesn't matter, as long as this laptop doesn't get destroyed and I stay alive, I'll be okay...

Nikoli had reached the top floor, and as instructed, went to the ambassador's room.

Nikoli Petrokov: Hello...sir, Mr. Ambassador...may I enter.

Crash site

Van Manen looked up, as his hair began to make strange moves in the wind, created by the helicopters.
"Let 110 go! Aim for those damned Hinds! I don't want to head home alone, you know! Jameson! Get your weapon and try to aim for vital parts! Bergen, grab the Starstreak and aim for the others. Van Loon! Get your men to pick up the remaining Starstreaks! Maison! Get in the damned helicopter and get your pods to aim for that SAR helicopter!"

Van Manen saw eight Mi-29 (OOC: I thought Hinds were Mi-24's, or am I wrong?)Hinds coming for them, but also one helicopter, which actually was Lifebringer 1, fleeing away to the position of 110 and the EKT trooper.

VL Embassy

"Ah, Yes, come in." The ambassador answered, as he heard the voice coming from the outside of his office. As Petrov came in, He began.
"What brings you here, just before closure time? I am not pleased with the time that you cam here, but what do you carry under your arm, and what do you have to say?"

The large armchair moved around, and Ambassador Van Vugt got towards the enormous window, which offered a scenic view over New Hivez. He stood with his back towards his visitors, and shortly touched his upper leg. Thank god, it was still there. He didn't trust those visitors, and the pistol he normally carried in a drawer of his desk, now was stored in a belt over his upper leg. The SIG-Sauer pistol, now usually carried by VL forces, Had been loaded with 15 bullets, and he already had removed the safety pin. He could answer fire immediately if he wanted. He normally wasn't a fan of violence, but if he had to to save his own body, he had to.

(OOC: Ehm, maybe your mothers girls name, Macker? Or something like that? Btw, If you manage to guess the origin of the ambassadors name, you may have a cookie! :D )

Lifebringer 1: New Valais we have all living members of the team onboard, we are heading home.....

New Valais Air Control: Roger that Lifebringer 1, have a safe trip.

EKT Trooper: The name's John by the way...

EBG 110: Thanks John, 110, or, by what my name used to be, Vincent.

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Helldog 1: All helicopters fire all missiles now.

The missilekrieg was an all out attack using missiles, wasn't it VL's lucky day that 36 had been launched right at them...

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New Aden

Greykan 1: We're expecting an informant from Van Luxemburg to come to New Aden today, look sharp.

(Gunther Baum)

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VL Embassy

Nikoli Petrokov: Mr. Ambassador, I have evidence here in this laptop that could change Vuhifellian history, and make heroes out of the Van Luxemburgian troops, as well as draw back a century old discrimination against foreigners, Mr. Ambassador, I need Van Luxemburg's help in this....So...should I show you what's in this laptop?

Crash site

The missiles fired by the Hinds hit the NH-90, blowing enormous, gaping holes in it. Pierre Maison, the pilot, was instantly killed by the explosion. The rest of the soldiers, were heavily wounded, or managed to get away before the blast. Van Manen thereafter ordered the surviving men to fire at the Hinds. As the Starstreak rockets, IR-guided, were on their way to their targets, The men fled away from the crash site, while calling up reinforcements.

VL Embassy

"Ofcourse" The Ambassador answered, while he turned around.
"Show me"

Near New Aden

Baum and his compagnon got out of their vehicle, and walked the last part. Baum knew it had to be around here, his map showed. He hoped he would be picked up by some men to get to the city, but he wasn't sure.

Some kilometer behind him, Nield and Butler watched Baum carefully, as he proceeded without his vehicle. They would follow him, when he made an unexpected move, so they hoped.

VL Embassy

Nikoli Petrokov: Jesus...even I didn't know about this....secret prisons, death camps, torture, mass graves, using even minor criminals as slaves...Human rights abuses of every kind, how did the resistance miss this....

Nikoli hacked the computer even further, bypassing the Military Administrator's security, and straight into the political files.

Nikoli Petrokov: The Grand Protector has personally signed the death warrants of over 3,000 prisoners of the state, several Senators were among those whose death warrants were signed by Howard Fortstall himself...all opponents against the 'New Order' Party are forced into a month of hard labor on secret prison camps....I'm sorry Mr. Ambassador but, can I leave this laptop with you, while me and my affiliates gather more information...this is just too messed-up to believe.

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New Aden

A camoflagued heavy steel door was opened , about .7 km away from Gunther, allowing entrance into the main tunnel of the Grand Underground Capital of the Greykans...

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Crash Site

Helldog 1: Mission accomplished, they won't be chasing Lifebringer 1 home, let's RTB.

Helldog 2: MISSILE INCOMING!

Helldog 2 and 8 immediately exploded, killing everyone aboard.

Helldog 1: RTB immediately, do not engage, I repeat, DO NOT ENGAGE! Trun around now!

The remaining six Hind helicopters began to turn around, towards New Valais.