Fascist Confederacy
14-01-2006, 01:03
It was a cold, some would say frigid, morning in London. The young students were just getting up and ready for classes at the university, politicians had already started the morning meetings, and the elderly men had already been up for hours and have had their morning coffee. The sun was shining and the day was looking to be bright. The horizon seemed to stream endlessly across the landscape as the sun was just peaking out in its entirety. Nothing would have foreshadowed the events of the next few months.
Ever since the end of the Cold War and the fall of the United States the United Kingdom and its socialist neighbor, the U.S.S.R., have been having less-than-friendly relations. Shouting matches at European Union congresses (eventually causing the withdrawal of the U.S.S.R. in 1996), hate filled threats from the Kremlin to Parliament, and a near brawl between a Soviet ambassador and a British delegate, seemed to have not exactly helped the matter much. Yet, peace had generally reigned until the Holiday Revolution (http://ns.goobergunch.net/wiki/index.php/The_Holiday_Revolution) in 2004. Since then, relations have slowly spiraled downward.
December 20th (2005) was just like any other day in London. Snow was falling as the men and women awakened. Parliament was preparing to meet. Women and their children were shopping for Christmas while their father worked in his office, factory, or what not. The children had been out for Winter Break for a week now, and they were enjoying their time to play in the snow and bake gingerbread men. They were all naive to expect nothing. It was the Anniversary of the Irish Blitzkrieg.
In Parliament, Prime Minister Blair sat while men and women from assorted parties and regions of the United Kingdom filed into the green-hued, leather benches. A small group were arguing about a new energy initiative. Blair paid no mind - he knew; he had the message. He waited, patiently; even though he knew they lacked the time.
“Would my Right Honorary Friends please be seated,” announced the Parliamentarian Chairman. His voice boomed over the small assortment of Conservatives, Liberals, and Labor Party officials. “The Rt. Hon. Blair has a message he would like to convey.” This received and assortment of “boos” and “aghs” from the Parliament members.
“My Right Honorary Friends,” the Prime Minister began, leaning against his small podium, “it seems that a time of radical change has come.” More “boos” were heard as Blair continued. “It seems, the Kremlin has sent the assortments of Parliaments, National Assemblies, and what have you, a single message this morning in order to address the future of the European continent. I would like to read the message, if you will.” And so he began...
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Statement from the Premier
Federative Central Government
Union of Soviet Socialist Republics
The Federative Central Government has decided that the time has come to insure the power of communism and its grip on Europe. As I’m sure you are all well aware, today is the First Anniversary of the Holiday Revolution of Ireland, thus we consider this to be a prime time to give our ultimatum to the non-socialist countries - the non-Soviet Republics - of the whole of Europe.
As of November 5, 1996, the European Union has been the sworn enemy of the Soviet Union and our policies. It has attempted to destroy, subvert, and usurp all plans by our great Union to expand liberation to the whole of Europe. No more will we stand by and allow this to occur. Let it be known, that as of now, the Soviet Union declares war on all non-Soviet Socialist Republics in Europe who refuse to surrender to their Soviet comrades and insist to fight.
I encourage the intelligent men and women within those nations to attempt to persuade their administration to surrender for them. If they do not, I fear that we will not be merciful. No longer will the Soviet Union sit back and allow others to stomp on, spit on, and subvert us. We will fight back with the same brutality that the E.U. has shown us.
Nations who refuse to surrender will be engaged and forced into submission. We will use all weaponry and technology available to cause such. This is total war. We will consider any and all individuals who refuse to surrender as enemy combatants and deserving the same treatment as combatants - death.
Prisoners of war will not exist in this era. You are either with us, or against us. You make the decision. If you are with us, you will be accepted into the glorious Soviet Union so that you may be free. If you refuse, you will be treated with the same amount of respect as vrag proletariata [enemies of the proletariat] - none.
Enemies and non-refugees shouled expect their assets to be seized and appropriated, their homes destroyed, and to be killed if they continue to refuse to surrender. The Red Army, Red Air Force, and Red Navy will show no mercy.
Revolutionary Armed Forces Abroad will be used if necessary to subvert the nations who refuse to hand over control to the workers’ dictatorship. They will use all technology within their grasp to do so and will also show no mercy.
European denizens, surrender now or perish under a Soviet boot. You do not have long to decide. The Iron Curtain will expand.
Sincerely,
Vladimir Ivanovich Troskin, Ph.D., S.J.D., D.S.Sc.
Premier of the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics
Parliament was silent. Blair slowly folded up the letter and slid it into his pocket before sitting back on the bench. You could hear heavy breathing throughout the room. No one knew how to react. They were now at war with an enemy they knew they couldn’t suppress.
“Launch nuclear weapons!” shouted a Conservative Party member.
“No! Surrender! Give them what they want; let the people revolt later,” said a Liberal.
The Labor Party was quite. While Blair was still considered a Labor Prime Minister, over the past five years, Communist sympathizers had seeped into the Labor Party and had attempted to influence the British government. It had worked to a degree. Little did the know the influence and fear other apparatuses of the Soviet state had caused. Already today the nations of Denmark, Norway, Sweden, Andorra, Finland, Belgium, Liechtenstein, Luxembourg, Malta, Netherlands, and San Marino had surrendered to the Soviet threat.
The other remaining nations were scattered and lacked the knowledge of what to do. They were either small or had a disorganized military. The largest threat would be the United Kingdom and Spain; both had major borders with the Soviet Union. What were they going to do? Surrender and fear being suppressed by the Soviet apparatus, or fight and risk being decimated by it? No one knew the definitive answer. Yet, soon enough they would be forced to decide.
***
The day was dying down. No conflicts had occurred. The Soviet Union hadn’t launched massive amounts of military troops into the U.S.S.R. The only thing out of the ordinary was that nothing had happened. That would soon change. Soon enough, the United Kingdom would be thrown asunder.
The British House of Commons was still in an extended session due to the declaration of war from the Soviet Union, and delegates from virtually every city were sitting in the House of Commons. The men had removed their ties and the women had placed their hair up in pony-tails. Sweat and tension flew about like fire in Hell.
Outside the massive building - even amongst the guards - partisans were preparing. Watch shifts were changing just as the sun was about to fall from sight. Partisan soldiers from the RAFA (http://ns.goobergunch.net/wiki/index.php/Revolutionary_Armed_Forces_Abroad) were ready to strike. As the guards changed, men in military boots and dark, almost winter fatigues entered through staff entrances and open basement windows. Subversive guards turned and stormed in, causing only a light banging of doors.
As the attack began, a truck backed towards one of the many storage and staff drop-off areas. Pulling inside, one of the partisan militants yanked the cord, watching the massive aluminum door slam down in front of the shipping truck. Partisans were waiting for their shipment. They opened up the treasure chest to find the gold: five tons of weaponized ammonium nitrate.
Each “gift” was nicely packaged with timers and the necessary explosive detonators. The boxes had words in Russian littering them - as if taking responsibility. Each soldier was given three or four of the little trinkets to disperse about the Parliament building (being sure to well litter the House of Commons area). They each went to it, arming and readying the charges for the planned attack. They synchronized each explosive to give ten minutes once the collective switch was flipped.
The soldiers had insured their secrecy, commandeering uniforms of cooks and staff from within the building in order to disguise their clandestine activities. Within thirty minutes, the mission had been completed. The explosives were placed and ready for detonation. The partisans returned to their vehicle and piled into the storage area, pulling from the building as if they were just one of many shipments of bourgeois assortments.
***
The whole of London was disturbed and shook. At 8:03 PM, improvised explosive devices detonated within British Parliament. Charges tore through the classical artwork and architectural delights with indiscriminate precision. Shockwaves of approximately 4,500 kilograms of ammonium nitrate based explosives shattered the stone walls, tearing them apart much like a child would paper. The House of Commons was immediately vaporized. Accurately placed I.E.D.’s sent millions of pounds of thrust inward, causing the elite of the British government (including the Prime Minister) to be imploded. No member of the House of Commons was left alive.
Big Ben collapsed inward, falling down upon what was left of the inferno consumed building. In a matter of seconds, hundreds of years of history and constitutional monarchy had been dissolved like so much sugar in water. British “Bobbies” arrived at the scene well after anything could be done. Firefighters and local hero banded together to fight the blaze that was soon threatening the whole of London.
A lingering question was in the mind of each and every hero as they held fast to the hoses, “Who was in power?” Parliament had been destroyed, the Ministers were quarreling over what to do, and the Queen was ill. The burden fell to the British military. Martial law was installed, curfew was enforced, criminals were shot on site, Challenger tanks ran through the streets of Chelsea, it was chaos - the perfect place for a second strike.
***
The sun was just rising over the horizon of December 21st. The inferno at British Parliament was still burning and emergency military executive powers had been installed overnight (the fastest deployment of British military since WWII). Challenger Two tanks and helicopter gun-ships were a common sight by the civilians who had been awakened by the initial blasts. The Queen was just rising for her breakfast in the front living-room of Buckingham Palace. Through the windows she could see the military barricades set up to help protect her - they would come to learn that they didn’t matter.
Two Challenger Two tanks rolled through the barricades after being given permission to do a perimeter checkup. A Eurocopter Tiger attack helicopter hovered around the grounds flying rather low for a reconnaissance flight, but it was ignored by the aging Queen. She was simply trying to enjoy her food; her hands quivering as she elevated the tea to her lips.
Outside, the Challenger Two tanks had stopped abruptly on either side of the Palace. Their main turrets began to rotate. The massive 120 mm L30A1 rifled gun was under the control of RAFA partisans. It appears that British citizens had volunteered for RAFA training and come back to enlist in the British military in order to infiltrate and subvert the United Kingdom. It was working.
The Queen shook suddenly as she was blown from her small chair. Two 120 mm shells tore through Buckingham Palace; tearing the upper-floors asunder. She staggered lightly as she hit the floor. The aging sovereign clawed at the fine, scarlet carpet. She was lifted up by British Secret Service agents and carried outside where they expected a transport vehicle to evacuate her. They were surprised not to find it; they simply found themselves staring down the barrel of a 30 mm cannon. The gun-ship released its ammunition in a sudden flurry. The 30 mm bullets tore through the BSS agents and the Queen within seconds. A fountain of vermillion sprayed across the ivory hued doors of the Palace. The trio collapsed only to be torn apart by the maniacal constant bullet barrage.
Alas, there was justice. A British controlled main-battle tank released its own ammunition; it tore through one of the RAFA tanks, seperating turret from chassis. The remaining tank abruptly exploded - they became martyrs. The partisans detonated the tank using another set of improvised explosives. However, the Tiger flew skyward. The massive attack helicopter flew low over the city before being taken out by anti-aircraft artillery.
Another strike at the heart of Great Britain had been successful. The British military was losing control as well; British citizens were getting tired of being shot at while they went shopping for necessities. Civil disobedience became rampant as Soviet sympathizers flocked to the streets carrying improvised weaponry to assault the “military dogs.” Little did they know - little did the entire of Europe know - that this was only the beginning. Far off shore an even more sinister plot was brewing.
***
It wasn’t an entire loss on part of the British. British bombers infiltrated far enough into the Soviet Union as to critically damage a military base in Brandenburg, German SSR. Yet, due to sabotage attacks, the British Navy was dissolved spare several small cruisers. The Soviet Union had used anything and everything within their grasp in order to plan and execute the destruction of Great Britain. So far, they were successful.
Far from the banks of the Thames River or the burning remnants of Parliament, in the dark of space, explosions were occurring. Soviet anti-satellite weaponry from both space based and earth based defense platforms were impacting the British satellite network. This critical blow to telecommunications partially severed the United Kingdom from the rest of the world. The other portion of the mission was carried out by the Red Navy. Special operations groups lacerated massive - yet defenseless - fiber optic cables used for telecommunications to the United Kingdom. The British were isolated and slowly becoming unprotected.
Meanwhile, RAFA partisans were carrying out the remains of their sabotage missions on missile defense networks across the British Isles. The Soviet Union had momentarily been pestered by conventional ballistic missile launches from Manchester and Northern Britain that impacted the Irish SSR. This problem was solved by any means necessary. Bullet, bomb, or dagger the RAFA destroyed virtually every defense network on the massive British island. RADAR networks were struck, missile silos were detonated, and mobile SIGINT stations were bombed. The invasion was imminent.
Over the past week, the British had known the Soviet military were amassing in nations only separated by a few miles of water. They also knew that naval battlegroups were forming around their island. Yet, due to the internal civil conflicts and the RAFA attacks, the United Kingdom were unable to do much than threaten via diplomacy - the threats were ignored.
On the morning of January 4, 2006, it began - but not as expected. For years, political and military analysts expected that due to the possible international backlash, the Soviet Union would launch invasion forces from France to enter the U.K. from the south. However, due partly to the Centre’s (codename for the central administration of the KGB) clandestine operations, the Soviet Union acquired documents describing suspected targets; thus, they converted their plans entirely.
The first strike would come from within the very victim nation. The U.K. has for years suffered from revolutionary and radical activity. Thus, it would only come naturally that the initial response from pro-Soviet radicals would be to attack. Due to joint RAFA and KGB operations, recruitment and training of young, British radicals was quickly completed. Small cells would activate within the nations (in this case, the United Kingdom) and attack both governmentally and symbolically key complexes within the nation. During the initial strikes, the U.S.S.R. would begin mass military mobilization until stage one was completed.
Stage two entails the total isolation of the U.K. by force. Sever all ties to the outside world by lacerating communication lines, destroying telecommunication and military satellite webs, etc. Upon the completion, it would be necessary that the U.K. not receive information from the outside world. This single objective is achieved due to the location of the U.K.: amongst Soviet republics.
Phase three is the successful launch and execution of key military, industrial, and political areas by ballistic launch systems and orbital based weaponry. This would involve sabotaging ballistic missile defense systems around the United Kingdom and possible reconfiguration to launch at key targets within Great Britain.
Stage four would be the final stage of the invasion that actually involved the landing of military forces. Due to the mass bombings of stage three, troop placement would be largely an “after the fact” goal to secure power by the Soviet Union.
As of January 4th, stage two was to commence. In a base deep behind the Iron Curtain, located strategically within the Polish SSR, Red Army soldiers sat at the ready. Three launch technicians, observing officials, and a political commissar waited from the order from the Kremlin. They were suspected to fire three neutron intermediate range ballistic missiles to target: London, Manwais Military Base (near Manchester), and Edinburgh. Due to the elements used in neutron ordinance, a short fallout is expected; thus, allowing Soviet troops to land and quickly enter to secure power.
Within the clandestine bunker, a buzzer went off upon the panel in front of the launch technicians. One quickly pressed a button allowing a torrent of seemingly gibberish to cross the line, “Alpha. Victor. Omega. Zeta. Zed. Sigma. Beta.”
“Launch orders confirmed,” announced the political commissar.
“Commence firing sequence,” ordered the observing officer.
In unison, the launch technicians replied, “Commencing firing sequence in three, two, one.” Upon the completion of the “E” in “one”, the soldiers inserted a small key on their appropriate sides, pressed a red button, then turned the keys. Upon the monitors in front of each technician fired thousands of numbers, symbols, and words. Quantum encryption was decoding the appropriate orders from Moscow in preparation for the launch. Upon the decryption of the codes, the launch system would immediately fire the missiles in a forty-five second delay. Each missile would travel into sub-orbit and begin a decent to their appropriate targets. London was hit first.
British military officers stopped in their tracks. Soldiers stepped from their infantry fighting vehicles. Each were astounded by what they were seeing. High above them, a small, bright glowing dot had separated into four smaller orbs - four MIRV’s. Each MIRV was assigned to a specific area to target within London. Each area had either a symbolic, industrial, or political importance. As they watched the orbs fall closer to the surface of the earth, they began to realize what was going to occur.
The small packages met home. In a matter of moments, half of London was incinerated and the other was shaken into total anarchy. The same occurred all over Great Britain. Miawass Military Base was destroyed along with Edinburgh, Scotland. This single phase would insure victory would fall to the Soviets. A message was also sent to the remaining nations of Europe, telling them of what had transpired. This message was responded with the surrendering of Cyprus, Portugal, Spain, and lastly the neutral nation of Switzerland (under threat of total annihilation). The United Kingdom was the only remaining non-Communist political power in Europe. That wouldn’t last for long.
***
Phase four (naval invasion map found here (http://img62.imageshack.us/img62/6274/invasionoftheuk9zt.png)) was ready to begin. Naval battlegroups sat at the ready off the coast of the British Isles. Landing parties were ready to enter from the Irish, French, Belgian, and Dutch SSR’s. The last thing that remained would be for the order. On January 31, 2006, after weeks of thermobaric bombardment of the United Kingdom, the total destruction of the British Navy and virtually the Air Force as well, all that remained was the political claiming (and the destruction of the Army stragglers).
At 5:45 AM on January 31st, an order was received by Admiral Burhkov from the Kremlin. The order was to engage the British until total fire suppression was achieved, launch the corresponding aerial attacks, and be support artillery for the landing Red Army. “Commence firing, the WPS Lena [the same Totalitarian Class Command Dreadnaught used in the Holiday Revolution] will decimate the enemy forces. Let the war be at an end upon the victory of our comrades. Not one step back!” announced Burhkov over the collective communications.
That is just what happened. The massive ETC’s upon the TCCD’s began firing on bunkers just beyond the beaches of Southern England. Amphibious landing craft slammed into the beaches under a hail of machine gun fire. It was rather reminiscent of the D-Day Invasion. Soviet troops were like the Allies slamming against the fascist hordes. AK-109, AKM-74U, and other assorted machine gun and rifle fire ran across the beaches. Across the isle sat the AFW Lena (All-terrain Fighting Walker; sniper edition) sat with large artillery shells that were deployed at a moments notice to impact far inshore and decimate enemy fire bases.
Su-91/F and Su-91/I’s flew across the British landscape to intercept and destroy the remaining British fighters. B-90 bombers dropped thermobaric MOAB munitions across troop encampments to destroy the threat before it reached the battlefield. The Soviet Union was hard-pressed to insure its victory in the massive invasion force. If it didn’t win this battle, the war would be lost and all effort to reclaim the territories would be gone.
Alas, the beaches were taken and the firebases were neutralized. Red Army forces began to move inward, slowly advancing along strategic routes into the major industrial cities across the British island. Within two weeks of the initial landing, the United Kingdom had been cut into three sectors that would come to be known as the Welsh SSR, Scottish SSR, and English SSR (Northern Ireland was incorporated back into the Irish SSR).
Upon the final week of the massive conflict (officially the Liberation of the British Isles) the center of Great Britain was reached. Between Manchester and Kingston was Leeds. Leeds had become a safe-haven for British military wishing to have a final stand against the Soviet Union. They hoped that by sheer might they may be able to push back the Soviet forces. They would soon be forced to see if that might would pull them through.
***
Leeds was surrounded by a mile - at least - of trenches supported by the remaining artillery. Soviet forces reached the outskirts of Leeds on February 5th and engaged the British forces. Rocket artillery virtually leveled the trenches into a straight field in which Soviet mechanized infantry could cross and engage enemy forces. Yet, the Soviets were in for a surprise. Among the last bits remaining in Miawass was a single neutron bomb able to disable mechanized infantry. The British used it.
Firing it attached to a rocket artillery shell and firing it, the British forces launched it amongst the advancing mechanical units. Upon detonation, instantaneous ensued. Red Army forces were immobilized for an entire twenty-four hours. Not so much because of weakness, but because of planning. The Soviet military decided to pull out their Wild Card: the CCAV-1. (http://ns.goobergunch.net/wiki/index.php/CCAV-1)
The CCAV-1 collectivized units were programmed to replicate only up to 400 million individual units. This was enough to consume 90% of the remaining British forces. The enemy combatants began to realize that trouble was about to follow when the Red Army withdrew several miles from the combat zone. A shell from long-range artillery was fired, landing amongst the Leeds redoubt. It had catastrophic affects.
British forces were plagued by the carbon consuming virii and eventually forced from their fortress into what has now become known as the Killing Fields. When the British forces rand to the flattened plains that were once their own defensive lines, Soviet mechanized infantry released a maelstrom of machine gun fire. The forces perished their on the fields.
***
The outcome of the conflict resulted in the construction of several new Soviet Socialist Republics (Cypre SSR, Portugalian SSR, Spanish SSR, Swiss SSR, Danish SSR, Norwegian SSR , Swedish SSR, Andorran SSR, Finnish SSR, Belgian SSR, Liechten SSR, Luxembourgian SSR, Maltan SSR, Dutch SSR Welsh SSR, Scottish SSR, English SSR, and the Marinan SSR). This “liberation” caused the fall of the whole of mainland Europe into communism.
It appears as if Marx’s famous quote, "A spectre is haunting Europe; the spectre of Communism," was a prophecy. That spectre has consumed the whole of Europe in the embodiment known as the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics. Years of McCarthyism, anti-communist policies, and jingoistic morals couldn’t suppress the inevitable. No one ever can.
(OOC: All right, this basicly only applies to people who want it to. It's a necessary step that my nation had to do in order to expand a current roleplaying plan between several other nations. If you wish to comment about this invasion, you may do it. Only diplomatic applauds/condemnations are accepted. I do not currently have the time for a war. If you wish to discuss other roleplays including conflicts, diplomacy, etc. you may contact me via email or instant messaging at ComradeMcCoy@hotmail.com or you can send me a telegram. Any declarations of war, spy infiltration, etc. will be ignored.)
Ever since the end of the Cold War and the fall of the United States the United Kingdom and its socialist neighbor, the U.S.S.R., have been having less-than-friendly relations. Shouting matches at European Union congresses (eventually causing the withdrawal of the U.S.S.R. in 1996), hate filled threats from the Kremlin to Parliament, and a near brawl between a Soviet ambassador and a British delegate, seemed to have not exactly helped the matter much. Yet, peace had generally reigned until the Holiday Revolution (http://ns.goobergunch.net/wiki/index.php/The_Holiday_Revolution) in 2004. Since then, relations have slowly spiraled downward.
December 20th (2005) was just like any other day in London. Snow was falling as the men and women awakened. Parliament was preparing to meet. Women and their children were shopping for Christmas while their father worked in his office, factory, or what not. The children had been out for Winter Break for a week now, and they were enjoying their time to play in the snow and bake gingerbread men. They were all naive to expect nothing. It was the Anniversary of the Irish Blitzkrieg.
In Parliament, Prime Minister Blair sat while men and women from assorted parties and regions of the United Kingdom filed into the green-hued, leather benches. A small group were arguing about a new energy initiative. Blair paid no mind - he knew; he had the message. He waited, patiently; even though he knew they lacked the time.
“Would my Right Honorary Friends please be seated,” announced the Parliamentarian Chairman. His voice boomed over the small assortment of Conservatives, Liberals, and Labor Party officials. “The Rt. Hon. Blair has a message he would like to convey.” This received and assortment of “boos” and “aghs” from the Parliament members.
“My Right Honorary Friends,” the Prime Minister began, leaning against his small podium, “it seems that a time of radical change has come.” More “boos” were heard as Blair continued. “It seems, the Kremlin has sent the assortments of Parliaments, National Assemblies, and what have you, a single message this morning in order to address the future of the European continent. I would like to read the message, if you will.” And so he began...
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Statement from the Premier
Federative Central Government
Union of Soviet Socialist Republics
The Federative Central Government has decided that the time has come to insure the power of communism and its grip on Europe. As I’m sure you are all well aware, today is the First Anniversary of the Holiday Revolution of Ireland, thus we consider this to be a prime time to give our ultimatum to the non-socialist countries - the non-Soviet Republics - of the whole of Europe.
As of November 5, 1996, the European Union has been the sworn enemy of the Soviet Union and our policies. It has attempted to destroy, subvert, and usurp all plans by our great Union to expand liberation to the whole of Europe. No more will we stand by and allow this to occur. Let it be known, that as of now, the Soviet Union declares war on all non-Soviet Socialist Republics in Europe who refuse to surrender to their Soviet comrades and insist to fight.
I encourage the intelligent men and women within those nations to attempt to persuade their administration to surrender for them. If they do not, I fear that we will not be merciful. No longer will the Soviet Union sit back and allow others to stomp on, spit on, and subvert us. We will fight back with the same brutality that the E.U. has shown us.
Nations who refuse to surrender will be engaged and forced into submission. We will use all weaponry and technology available to cause such. This is total war. We will consider any and all individuals who refuse to surrender as enemy combatants and deserving the same treatment as combatants - death.
Prisoners of war will not exist in this era. You are either with us, or against us. You make the decision. If you are with us, you will be accepted into the glorious Soviet Union so that you may be free. If you refuse, you will be treated with the same amount of respect as vrag proletariata [enemies of the proletariat] - none.
Enemies and non-refugees shouled expect their assets to be seized and appropriated, their homes destroyed, and to be killed if they continue to refuse to surrender. The Red Army, Red Air Force, and Red Navy will show no mercy.
Revolutionary Armed Forces Abroad will be used if necessary to subvert the nations who refuse to hand over control to the workers’ dictatorship. They will use all technology within their grasp to do so and will also show no mercy.
European denizens, surrender now or perish under a Soviet boot. You do not have long to decide. The Iron Curtain will expand.
Sincerely,
Vladimir Ivanovich Troskin, Ph.D., S.J.D., D.S.Sc.
Premier of the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics
Parliament was silent. Blair slowly folded up the letter and slid it into his pocket before sitting back on the bench. You could hear heavy breathing throughout the room. No one knew how to react. They were now at war with an enemy they knew they couldn’t suppress.
“Launch nuclear weapons!” shouted a Conservative Party member.
“No! Surrender! Give them what they want; let the people revolt later,” said a Liberal.
The Labor Party was quite. While Blair was still considered a Labor Prime Minister, over the past five years, Communist sympathizers had seeped into the Labor Party and had attempted to influence the British government. It had worked to a degree. Little did the know the influence and fear other apparatuses of the Soviet state had caused. Already today the nations of Denmark, Norway, Sweden, Andorra, Finland, Belgium, Liechtenstein, Luxembourg, Malta, Netherlands, and San Marino had surrendered to the Soviet threat.
The other remaining nations were scattered and lacked the knowledge of what to do. They were either small or had a disorganized military. The largest threat would be the United Kingdom and Spain; both had major borders with the Soviet Union. What were they going to do? Surrender and fear being suppressed by the Soviet apparatus, or fight and risk being decimated by it? No one knew the definitive answer. Yet, soon enough they would be forced to decide.
***
The day was dying down. No conflicts had occurred. The Soviet Union hadn’t launched massive amounts of military troops into the U.S.S.R. The only thing out of the ordinary was that nothing had happened. That would soon change. Soon enough, the United Kingdom would be thrown asunder.
The British House of Commons was still in an extended session due to the declaration of war from the Soviet Union, and delegates from virtually every city were sitting in the House of Commons. The men had removed their ties and the women had placed their hair up in pony-tails. Sweat and tension flew about like fire in Hell.
Outside the massive building - even amongst the guards - partisans were preparing. Watch shifts were changing just as the sun was about to fall from sight. Partisan soldiers from the RAFA (http://ns.goobergunch.net/wiki/index.php/Revolutionary_Armed_Forces_Abroad) were ready to strike. As the guards changed, men in military boots and dark, almost winter fatigues entered through staff entrances and open basement windows. Subversive guards turned and stormed in, causing only a light banging of doors.
As the attack began, a truck backed towards one of the many storage and staff drop-off areas. Pulling inside, one of the partisan militants yanked the cord, watching the massive aluminum door slam down in front of the shipping truck. Partisans were waiting for their shipment. They opened up the treasure chest to find the gold: five tons of weaponized ammonium nitrate.
Each “gift” was nicely packaged with timers and the necessary explosive detonators. The boxes had words in Russian littering them - as if taking responsibility. Each soldier was given three or four of the little trinkets to disperse about the Parliament building (being sure to well litter the House of Commons area). They each went to it, arming and readying the charges for the planned attack. They synchronized each explosive to give ten minutes once the collective switch was flipped.
The soldiers had insured their secrecy, commandeering uniforms of cooks and staff from within the building in order to disguise their clandestine activities. Within thirty minutes, the mission had been completed. The explosives were placed and ready for detonation. The partisans returned to their vehicle and piled into the storage area, pulling from the building as if they were just one of many shipments of bourgeois assortments.
***
The whole of London was disturbed and shook. At 8:03 PM, improvised explosive devices detonated within British Parliament. Charges tore through the classical artwork and architectural delights with indiscriminate precision. Shockwaves of approximately 4,500 kilograms of ammonium nitrate based explosives shattered the stone walls, tearing them apart much like a child would paper. The House of Commons was immediately vaporized. Accurately placed I.E.D.’s sent millions of pounds of thrust inward, causing the elite of the British government (including the Prime Minister) to be imploded. No member of the House of Commons was left alive.
Big Ben collapsed inward, falling down upon what was left of the inferno consumed building. In a matter of seconds, hundreds of years of history and constitutional monarchy had been dissolved like so much sugar in water. British “Bobbies” arrived at the scene well after anything could be done. Firefighters and local hero banded together to fight the blaze that was soon threatening the whole of London.
A lingering question was in the mind of each and every hero as they held fast to the hoses, “Who was in power?” Parliament had been destroyed, the Ministers were quarreling over what to do, and the Queen was ill. The burden fell to the British military. Martial law was installed, curfew was enforced, criminals were shot on site, Challenger tanks ran through the streets of Chelsea, it was chaos - the perfect place for a second strike.
***
The sun was just rising over the horizon of December 21st. The inferno at British Parliament was still burning and emergency military executive powers had been installed overnight (the fastest deployment of British military since WWII). Challenger Two tanks and helicopter gun-ships were a common sight by the civilians who had been awakened by the initial blasts. The Queen was just rising for her breakfast in the front living-room of Buckingham Palace. Through the windows she could see the military barricades set up to help protect her - they would come to learn that they didn’t matter.
Two Challenger Two tanks rolled through the barricades after being given permission to do a perimeter checkup. A Eurocopter Tiger attack helicopter hovered around the grounds flying rather low for a reconnaissance flight, but it was ignored by the aging Queen. She was simply trying to enjoy her food; her hands quivering as she elevated the tea to her lips.
Outside, the Challenger Two tanks had stopped abruptly on either side of the Palace. Their main turrets began to rotate. The massive 120 mm L30A1 rifled gun was under the control of RAFA partisans. It appears that British citizens had volunteered for RAFA training and come back to enlist in the British military in order to infiltrate and subvert the United Kingdom. It was working.
The Queen shook suddenly as she was blown from her small chair. Two 120 mm shells tore through Buckingham Palace; tearing the upper-floors asunder. She staggered lightly as she hit the floor. The aging sovereign clawed at the fine, scarlet carpet. She was lifted up by British Secret Service agents and carried outside where they expected a transport vehicle to evacuate her. They were surprised not to find it; they simply found themselves staring down the barrel of a 30 mm cannon. The gun-ship released its ammunition in a sudden flurry. The 30 mm bullets tore through the BSS agents and the Queen within seconds. A fountain of vermillion sprayed across the ivory hued doors of the Palace. The trio collapsed only to be torn apart by the maniacal constant bullet barrage.
Alas, there was justice. A British controlled main-battle tank released its own ammunition; it tore through one of the RAFA tanks, seperating turret from chassis. The remaining tank abruptly exploded - they became martyrs. The partisans detonated the tank using another set of improvised explosives. However, the Tiger flew skyward. The massive attack helicopter flew low over the city before being taken out by anti-aircraft artillery.
Another strike at the heart of Great Britain had been successful. The British military was losing control as well; British citizens were getting tired of being shot at while they went shopping for necessities. Civil disobedience became rampant as Soviet sympathizers flocked to the streets carrying improvised weaponry to assault the “military dogs.” Little did they know - little did the entire of Europe know - that this was only the beginning. Far off shore an even more sinister plot was brewing.
***
It wasn’t an entire loss on part of the British. British bombers infiltrated far enough into the Soviet Union as to critically damage a military base in Brandenburg, German SSR. Yet, due to sabotage attacks, the British Navy was dissolved spare several small cruisers. The Soviet Union had used anything and everything within their grasp in order to plan and execute the destruction of Great Britain. So far, they were successful.
Far from the banks of the Thames River or the burning remnants of Parliament, in the dark of space, explosions were occurring. Soviet anti-satellite weaponry from both space based and earth based defense platforms were impacting the British satellite network. This critical blow to telecommunications partially severed the United Kingdom from the rest of the world. The other portion of the mission was carried out by the Red Navy. Special operations groups lacerated massive - yet defenseless - fiber optic cables used for telecommunications to the United Kingdom. The British were isolated and slowly becoming unprotected.
Meanwhile, RAFA partisans were carrying out the remains of their sabotage missions on missile defense networks across the British Isles. The Soviet Union had momentarily been pestered by conventional ballistic missile launches from Manchester and Northern Britain that impacted the Irish SSR. This problem was solved by any means necessary. Bullet, bomb, or dagger the RAFA destroyed virtually every defense network on the massive British island. RADAR networks were struck, missile silos were detonated, and mobile SIGINT stations were bombed. The invasion was imminent.
Over the past week, the British had known the Soviet military were amassing in nations only separated by a few miles of water. They also knew that naval battlegroups were forming around their island. Yet, due to the internal civil conflicts and the RAFA attacks, the United Kingdom were unable to do much than threaten via diplomacy - the threats were ignored.
On the morning of January 4, 2006, it began - but not as expected. For years, political and military analysts expected that due to the possible international backlash, the Soviet Union would launch invasion forces from France to enter the U.K. from the south. However, due partly to the Centre’s (codename for the central administration of the KGB) clandestine operations, the Soviet Union acquired documents describing suspected targets; thus, they converted their plans entirely.
The first strike would come from within the very victim nation. The U.K. has for years suffered from revolutionary and radical activity. Thus, it would only come naturally that the initial response from pro-Soviet radicals would be to attack. Due to joint RAFA and KGB operations, recruitment and training of young, British radicals was quickly completed. Small cells would activate within the nations (in this case, the United Kingdom) and attack both governmentally and symbolically key complexes within the nation. During the initial strikes, the U.S.S.R. would begin mass military mobilization until stage one was completed.
Stage two entails the total isolation of the U.K. by force. Sever all ties to the outside world by lacerating communication lines, destroying telecommunication and military satellite webs, etc. Upon the completion, it would be necessary that the U.K. not receive information from the outside world. This single objective is achieved due to the location of the U.K.: amongst Soviet republics.
Phase three is the successful launch and execution of key military, industrial, and political areas by ballistic launch systems and orbital based weaponry. This would involve sabotaging ballistic missile defense systems around the United Kingdom and possible reconfiguration to launch at key targets within Great Britain.
Stage four would be the final stage of the invasion that actually involved the landing of military forces. Due to the mass bombings of stage three, troop placement would be largely an “after the fact” goal to secure power by the Soviet Union.
As of January 4th, stage two was to commence. In a base deep behind the Iron Curtain, located strategically within the Polish SSR, Red Army soldiers sat at the ready. Three launch technicians, observing officials, and a political commissar waited from the order from the Kremlin. They were suspected to fire three neutron intermediate range ballistic missiles to target: London, Manwais Military Base (near Manchester), and Edinburgh. Due to the elements used in neutron ordinance, a short fallout is expected; thus, allowing Soviet troops to land and quickly enter to secure power.
Within the clandestine bunker, a buzzer went off upon the panel in front of the launch technicians. One quickly pressed a button allowing a torrent of seemingly gibberish to cross the line, “Alpha. Victor. Omega. Zeta. Zed. Sigma. Beta.”
“Launch orders confirmed,” announced the political commissar.
“Commence firing sequence,” ordered the observing officer.
In unison, the launch technicians replied, “Commencing firing sequence in three, two, one.” Upon the completion of the “E” in “one”, the soldiers inserted a small key on their appropriate sides, pressed a red button, then turned the keys. Upon the monitors in front of each technician fired thousands of numbers, symbols, and words. Quantum encryption was decoding the appropriate orders from Moscow in preparation for the launch. Upon the decryption of the codes, the launch system would immediately fire the missiles in a forty-five second delay. Each missile would travel into sub-orbit and begin a decent to their appropriate targets. London was hit first.
British military officers stopped in their tracks. Soldiers stepped from their infantry fighting vehicles. Each were astounded by what they were seeing. High above them, a small, bright glowing dot had separated into four smaller orbs - four MIRV’s. Each MIRV was assigned to a specific area to target within London. Each area had either a symbolic, industrial, or political importance. As they watched the orbs fall closer to the surface of the earth, they began to realize what was going to occur.
The small packages met home. In a matter of moments, half of London was incinerated and the other was shaken into total anarchy. The same occurred all over Great Britain. Miawass Military Base was destroyed along with Edinburgh, Scotland. This single phase would insure victory would fall to the Soviets. A message was also sent to the remaining nations of Europe, telling them of what had transpired. This message was responded with the surrendering of Cyprus, Portugal, Spain, and lastly the neutral nation of Switzerland (under threat of total annihilation). The United Kingdom was the only remaining non-Communist political power in Europe. That wouldn’t last for long.
***
Phase four (naval invasion map found here (http://img62.imageshack.us/img62/6274/invasionoftheuk9zt.png)) was ready to begin. Naval battlegroups sat at the ready off the coast of the British Isles. Landing parties were ready to enter from the Irish, French, Belgian, and Dutch SSR’s. The last thing that remained would be for the order. On January 31, 2006, after weeks of thermobaric bombardment of the United Kingdom, the total destruction of the British Navy and virtually the Air Force as well, all that remained was the political claiming (and the destruction of the Army stragglers).
At 5:45 AM on January 31st, an order was received by Admiral Burhkov from the Kremlin. The order was to engage the British until total fire suppression was achieved, launch the corresponding aerial attacks, and be support artillery for the landing Red Army. “Commence firing, the WPS Lena [the same Totalitarian Class Command Dreadnaught used in the Holiday Revolution] will decimate the enemy forces. Let the war be at an end upon the victory of our comrades. Not one step back!” announced Burhkov over the collective communications.
That is just what happened. The massive ETC’s upon the TCCD’s began firing on bunkers just beyond the beaches of Southern England. Amphibious landing craft slammed into the beaches under a hail of machine gun fire. It was rather reminiscent of the D-Day Invasion. Soviet troops were like the Allies slamming against the fascist hordes. AK-109, AKM-74U, and other assorted machine gun and rifle fire ran across the beaches. Across the isle sat the AFW Lena (All-terrain Fighting Walker; sniper edition) sat with large artillery shells that were deployed at a moments notice to impact far inshore and decimate enemy fire bases.
Su-91/F and Su-91/I’s flew across the British landscape to intercept and destroy the remaining British fighters. B-90 bombers dropped thermobaric MOAB munitions across troop encampments to destroy the threat before it reached the battlefield. The Soviet Union was hard-pressed to insure its victory in the massive invasion force. If it didn’t win this battle, the war would be lost and all effort to reclaim the territories would be gone.
Alas, the beaches were taken and the firebases were neutralized. Red Army forces began to move inward, slowly advancing along strategic routes into the major industrial cities across the British island. Within two weeks of the initial landing, the United Kingdom had been cut into three sectors that would come to be known as the Welsh SSR, Scottish SSR, and English SSR (Northern Ireland was incorporated back into the Irish SSR).
Upon the final week of the massive conflict (officially the Liberation of the British Isles) the center of Great Britain was reached. Between Manchester and Kingston was Leeds. Leeds had become a safe-haven for British military wishing to have a final stand against the Soviet Union. They hoped that by sheer might they may be able to push back the Soviet forces. They would soon be forced to see if that might would pull them through.
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Leeds was surrounded by a mile - at least - of trenches supported by the remaining artillery. Soviet forces reached the outskirts of Leeds on February 5th and engaged the British forces. Rocket artillery virtually leveled the trenches into a straight field in which Soviet mechanized infantry could cross and engage enemy forces. Yet, the Soviets were in for a surprise. Among the last bits remaining in Miawass was a single neutron bomb able to disable mechanized infantry. The British used it.
Firing it attached to a rocket artillery shell and firing it, the British forces launched it amongst the advancing mechanical units. Upon detonation, instantaneous ensued. Red Army forces were immobilized for an entire twenty-four hours. Not so much because of weakness, but because of planning. The Soviet military decided to pull out their Wild Card: the CCAV-1. (http://ns.goobergunch.net/wiki/index.php/CCAV-1)
The CCAV-1 collectivized units were programmed to replicate only up to 400 million individual units. This was enough to consume 90% of the remaining British forces. The enemy combatants began to realize that trouble was about to follow when the Red Army withdrew several miles from the combat zone. A shell from long-range artillery was fired, landing amongst the Leeds redoubt. It had catastrophic affects.
British forces were plagued by the carbon consuming virii and eventually forced from their fortress into what has now become known as the Killing Fields. When the British forces rand to the flattened plains that were once their own defensive lines, Soviet mechanized infantry released a maelstrom of machine gun fire. The forces perished their on the fields.
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The outcome of the conflict resulted in the construction of several new Soviet Socialist Republics (Cypre SSR, Portugalian SSR, Spanish SSR, Swiss SSR, Danish SSR, Norwegian SSR , Swedish SSR, Andorran SSR, Finnish SSR, Belgian SSR, Liechten SSR, Luxembourgian SSR, Maltan SSR, Dutch SSR Welsh SSR, Scottish SSR, English SSR, and the Marinan SSR). This “liberation” caused the fall of the whole of mainland Europe into communism.
It appears as if Marx’s famous quote, "A spectre is haunting Europe; the spectre of Communism," was a prophecy. That spectre has consumed the whole of Europe in the embodiment known as the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics. Years of McCarthyism, anti-communist policies, and jingoistic morals couldn’t suppress the inevitable. No one ever can.
(OOC: All right, this basicly only applies to people who want it to. It's a necessary step that my nation had to do in order to expand a current roleplaying plan between several other nations. If you wish to comment about this invasion, you may do it. Only diplomatic applauds/condemnations are accepted. I do not currently have the time for a war. If you wish to discuss other roleplays including conflicts, diplomacy, etc. you may contact me via email or instant messaging at ComradeMcCoy@hotmail.com or you can send me a telegram. Any declarations of war, spy infiltration, etc. will be ignored.)