NationStates Jolt Archive

It was night when they came. They met little to no resistance. They were air dropped into every civilized part of Zukariaa. They killed those who resisted.

The Emperor was busy with ordering executions, taking away a couple of rights, normal stuff, when he came in. High Commander Corrol, highest ranking man, besides the Emperor, of the Zukariaan Military.

"What is it? Why are you here?" Emperor Zuka asked, his voice hoarse,"Is there something wrong in the war?"

"No." Corrol laughed,"You always were a fool."

"Excuse me?"

The door to Emperor Zuka's royal room was busted open. A squad of men in large black suits ran at him.
"What is the meaning of this?" he screamed. One of the men hit him over the head with a defening thud. He collapsed, bleeding from the head.

"We are done here." one of them said. They dragged the Emperor away.
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"Obey the Capitol Police."

It rang through the cities over and over again. People who had resisted them had been either killed or taken away to the newly erected extermination camps. All day, gun shots could be heard. Before the citizens eyes military bases, garrisons, road blocks, and gun towers were being built. The people could do nothing as the Capitol Police rounded them up and took them to be sorted into work groups. They were given numbers instead of names. The factories that many had once worked in were now all used for manufacturing military equipment. On all of the TVs, radios, and loudspeakers that had been placed throughout the cities; propaganda could be heard.

Obey the Capitol Police.
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Emperor Zuka woke up in a puddle of his own blood. He pushed himself up on his knees. He was greeted with a pistol at the back of his head.

"Wha.. what?" he sputtered. Nothing could be done, really,"You will die!!"
There was no response. Just a clicking noise. Emperor Zuka VII of Zukariaa's head exploded in a beautiful spray of blood, bone, and brain, splattering along the ground. The Capitol Police that had shot him moved on to the next one as if who he had just killed was no one special.
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The Great Empire of Zukariaa had fallen easily to The Kraven Corporation's Capitol Police and Kriegsmarines. Around 100,000 people had resisted, and were killed. The people were left to wonder how it had happened. How their daily lives had been turned into this. They didn't wonder for very long, however. The propaganda that the Capitol Police were sending quickly changed their minds.

They didn't realize the turnover of power from the Emperor to The Kraven Corporation had been thought up by their new leader: High Commander Corrol.

Zukariaa was now a Slave State of The Kraven Corporation. A part of the Supreme State..

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It was two in the morning in Cravna when the Emperor was stirred from his sleep by a phone ringing.

It was a red phone.

He answered the phone groggily, still in his robe.

"This better be good."
"I'm sorry to disturb you, but you should see something, sir. Turn your television on to INN."

The Emperor was in his lounge, where across the wall was a massive television. He picked up the remote, and flipped it on. He quickly switched to the Imperial News Network. He watched as "Breaking News" labelled the current story. A reporter sat at the desk, looking into the camera as a small box in the upper left corner had an emblem on it.

The emblem of the Kraven Corporation.

"What the hell, Jack?"
"Just watch, sir."

The Emperor looked at the title of the current story, named "Zukariaa Falls to Kraven." The Emperor's eyes widened in shock.

"Fuck no..."
"Yes, sir. It happened..."

The Emperor began listening in on the reporter.

"...reports are sketchy at the moment, but it appears that the Kraven Corporation has taken another slave state. This time, Zukariaa, Kraven's recent ally in the war in Arterus, has been taken by Capitol Police. It is unknown exactly what will happen to the nation and its forces stationed in Aterus, but the Imperial Military will not take this lightly. We have yet to recieve comment from the military, but action will probably be immediate.

We now turn to our military analyst Rob Jackson for an opinion on the situation."

The camera switched over to a man in a suit looking dead tired sitting in a chair next to the reporter. He managed a smile considering the time.

"Now, Rob, what exactly does this mean for Cravan?"
"Well, Frank, this obviously isn't good. The Kraven Corporation now has more resources, a larger military, and has gained more power from this move. Zukariaa's military was not able to compete with Cravan's military before, but they actually can pose a threat now with Kraven's full support."
"Interesting. Now, how do you think Cravan would fare in an invasion of Zukariaa?"
"It would be costly, no doubt. But, the military has made some recent decisions which make it easier for our forces against the CP. Chiefly among them is the adoption of the 6.8 caseless anti-CP round as the standard issue of Cravan's military recently. Already the M2C1 is being mass produced and shipped around the world to Cravanian troops, and it is estimated that within the next two weeks every Cravanian soldier will be armed with the weapon. Rounds are being put out like mad, as well, and a huge stockpile has been produced.

Cravan's other forces, chiefly the Imperial Air Force, will definitely have the advantage. I have no doubt air strikes will commence in the next few hours, striking key industrial areas. Soon enough, another front on the Kraven war will be opened..."

The Emperor turned the television off in disgust. He walked to the window, and looked out on the city which never slept.

"How long until we can level their facilities conventionally?"
"At the current deployment? A few weeks."
"Get ready then. I want a plan drawn up by noon."
"Yes, sir."

The Emperor hung up the phone, and returned to his bed. He would worry about this crisis more in the morning.

OOC-Just wondering but I'm sorry if this is closed. Zukariaa, what happens to the Empress and her child, the Empress is from my nation.

OOC-depends on if she resisted or not, I guess. If she resisted she was probably shot. If that happened, I'm not sure what would happen to the baby. If she didn't she could either have been used for the birthing programme or become an ordinary working citizen. Either way, its not good. :p

OOC-Can Michelle and the baby come to Roman Greece?

OOC-I doubt it, from what I know the citizens arn't aloud to leave.

OOC-Roman Greece wants to stay neutral but worries about Michelle and her son.

OOC: Roman Greece check telegrams

OOC-I replied to your telegram.

I put up a map for those of you who wonder what Zukariaa looks like.

(OOC: This is actually Cravan's puppet. I gained permission from Zukariaa to begin a guerilla insurgency.)

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It had been barely a day after the takeover. Barely a day. And yet he had already taken up arms.

Carl Agathon had been in the woods when the takeover happened. He was on a hike with his squad, and were completely unarmed when it happened. He was still wearing his civilian camo, the light brown and green letting him and his squad blend in with the surroundings. All twenty of them were in hiding in various areas throughout the city, waiting for the right moment to strike...

...For right below them were hundreds of civlians being processed. They were lined up, getting numbers stamped on themselves and being assigned to some factory or birthing facility. And right in the middle of the crowd was Empress Michelle Phocas Zukariaa, her child close by. She was on her knees, awaiting a number from the Capitol Police.

Carl had managed to listen in on the transmissions occuring during the takeover. He had not trusted Kraven from the beginning. And he knew he had to fight back. He managed to take his squad of twenty to a nearby ammo dump in the mountains, and armed his men with AK-47s and other clandestine weaponry. He then hatched a plan to free citizens being processed in a nearby town.

Little did he know the Empress was there for a visit that day, to take a tour of the town. He decided it was an added bonus that he had the chance to rescue her and take her to freedom. He hoped she could head the Zukariaan government in exile, but she would probably just want to be with her own people of Roman Greece.

"CP in sight.", he whispered into his radio. "Dawes, get ready to snipe 'em off."

The squad sniper lifted his Dragunov from his concealed position, and began to squeeze the trigger gently. There were only a few CP in this sleepy little town... Perfect for a first raid... He continued to squeeze the trigger, the crosshairs perfectly in line with the neck of the CP. Gently... Gently... Gently...

Crack!

He let off a round...

OOC-Perhaps Empress Michelle Phocas Zukariaa can come to Roman Greece or something?

OOC-Perhaps Empress Michelle Phocas Zukariaa can come to Roman Greece or something?

OOC: That's what we were more or less planning. Perhaps she could lead the Free Zukariaan Government in exile there.

OOC-I could RP as Michelle but Roman Greece stays neutral.

The Capitol Policemans neck was ripped apart. He fell to the ground. The other Capitol Police were already firing up at the spot where the shot had come from. The people started to scream, but were stopped by a command from the Capitol Policemen. Their looks alone were enough to make them obey.
As the police men got them to obey, a spray of bullets hit them. The bullets simply pinged on their superior armor. They began firing back, appearing to kill a few of them. Meanwhile, the enemies came from the other side. They were met with gunfire, as well. The sniper went off again. A Capitol Policeman was shot in the front of the head, he was pushed off of his feet, possibly dead. Somehow, a pair of Zukariaans pushed through the croud to the Empress. From the croud it was easier to move about. They pushed through, but at the end were met by a Capitol Policeman. He blew ones brains out, but then was shot in the back of the head. Dead. The Zukariaan lead her out and through an alley. They were pursued by a squad of Capitol Police.

OOC-Can I RP as Michelle? She is from Roman Greece.

IC-''What is going on? Are you freedom fighters or something?'' Michelle said, holding her baby. She could have been executed like Emperor Zuka was but was thankful she was not. Michelle followed them for the whole time. ''Are you here to rescue me from the Capitol Police?'' Michelle asked the Zukariaans.

Carl had the Empress by the arm, her child in her other arm. He was looking back, watching as the CP pursued. He decided agianst answering her questions until he got them out of the area.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

He reached for his radio as the Empress ran behind him. Shots ricocheted around him. He could hear the zipping of the bullets as the CP ripped open.

"Guys, I could use some help here!"
"On it, chief."

Another sniper lined up the triangle which was the sight of the Dragunov on a CP's neck. This would be a hard shot, since the CP were running. But the CP were an easy enough target even while moving.

Crack!

He lined up for another shot, not waiting to see the results of the first.

Crack!

Meanwhile, other squad members began making their way back towards Carl's position. They offered covering fire while Carl and the Empress with her baby ran as fast as possible down the alley. They emerged, and continued running until he could find cover with her. He called his squad on the radio.

"The Empress is safe. Clean up whatever other CP are there and let the civilians run. Even if they have been brainwashed they're better off elsewhere."
"Yes, sir."

The constant cracking of gunfire was audible in the distance.

"Now, what was it you wanted to know, Your Highness?", he asked the Empress while panting for breath.

The Empress ran, worried about being captured by the CP. ''Sir, what is going on? Why are we running? Are you freedom fighters or something? What will happen to me and my child?'' Michelle asked Carl.

OOC-Sorry if this post is too short, I am trying to do more than one thing at once right now.

They had finally managed to rest for a moment, and he lay back in the grass. He could still hear the gunfire in the distance.

"In a way... Yes. We're the Free Zukariaan movement. We were in the mountains when the occupation occured... And I decided we had to fight back. I had heard you were in the area, and knew you were going to be processed. We managed to get here in time, and spring you out of there."

He paused for breath.

"What will happen to you two? I still don't know. But it's better than what would have happened to you had you stayed there."

He sat up.

"We have a small base camp near here where we'll take you. We'll try to make contact with the Roman Greece or some other government and get you there."

He paused again.

"Also... Since you are the last of the legitimate government of Zukaaria, we would like to know if you would be our voice in the international community during your exile."

The citizens made a run for it. This would not be tolerated by the Capitol Police. They ran out of the town and into the forest. Half of them were captured on the way out of the city. Still more were captured as they entered the forest. They ran through as fast as they could, but the pursuing Capitol Police quickly overcame many of them. By the time it was over, 20 citizens were still on the run. The Capitol Police were going to follow them. The criminals that had attacked the processing would most likely link up with any that had escaped.

When they did, the Capitol Police would destroy them.

''Processing? What is that again?'' Michelle asked. ''Sir, I could be a voice for our nation but what happens if they try to kill me in my place of exile?'' Michelle said. ''I was shocked to hear that they killed Zuka and that this war brought Zukariaa's downfall. At least I know you can protect us.'' Michelle said to Carl before helping the baby.

''Now, let's go to the base camp so we can sort things out.'' Michelle said.

"If you will follow me, Your Highness, we will get this all sorted out there."

He contacted his squad on the encrypted radio.

"Meet at the nest. Repeat: meet at the nest. Over."

He stood up, and led the Empress to their camp.

The Empress went to the camp and said ''This is the camp. For a small group, you have a large camp.''

''Where will I be sent to exile?'' Michelle asked, playing with her child.

"We don't know. We were planning on trying to get you back to Roman Greece, but we recently made contact with Cravan. They've been fighting Kraven for some time, and have said they'll take in any refugees or send the refugees to where they would want to go. Technically that includes you."

The others began returning to the camp. They had brought others with them.

"Sir, we've got some guys from the next town over. They started a little bit of a fight there, too. They only had handguns, though. Ten out of forty of 'em survived."

Carl looked at the newcomers, all of them dressed in civilian camo patterns.

"Welcome to Free Zukariaa. Our population just increased a little bit."

He motioned at some ammo crates.

"We've got some extra weapons for you. Take what you need."

He also watched as some civilians who were in for processing tagged along.

"Were you followed?", he asked the soldier escorting the civlians. The soldier looked at him for a moment.
"More than likely..."

He watched as the civilians walked up to the camp, and looked around at their new surroundings. He turned back to the Empress.

"Anyway, as you were saying, Your Highness?"

(OOC: Hey guys I am not looking to get officially involved in any large scale conflict but I might be interested in playing the part of concerned foreigner. Basically I’d have limited warfare and be a supplier for free Zukariaa. Thoughts? )

(OOC: Hey guys I am not looking to get officially involved in any large scale conflict but I might be interested in playing the part of concerned foreigner. Basically I’d have limited warfare and be a supplier for free Zukariaa. Thoughts? )

OOC: That'd be fine with me. Zukariaa?

OOC-how do you plan on supplying them? There are lots and lots of Capitol Police and Kriegsmarines. Not to mention brainwashed citizens that'll point him out. And it would be near impossible to come by air or sea, what with all of the guntowers and pill boxes. Your welcome to try, though.

IC:

They moved in fast. The citizens hadn't had any idea they were there. They pulled their triggers; bullets sprayed across the camp.

(OOC: Actually I was thinking slipping a submarine into your harbour, bringing down your electrical grid via cruise missiles and para-dropping a force of a hundred or so Special Forces who would then try to track down the rebels and supply them from there.

When I say concerned foreigner I meant concerned foreign nation – sorry. This would basically be a black op for my nation. Still no complaints? I will start out with some posts soon as soon as I get the go ahead from both parties.)

"GO! GO! GO!"

Already several rebels lay wounded and dead. The rest immediately began a retreat. Carl pulled the Empress by the arm and took her and her baby to safety. All the while he sprayed the oncoming CP with his AK.

"Frag out!"

He lobbed a grenade into the center of the CP formation, and his men took cover from the blast. They didn't stay long enough to see how many were killed. They took whatever they could, and scattered through the woods. They lobbed a few more grenades to destroy what was left of the camp. When the smoke cleared and the confusion subsided, they were noplace to be seen.

OOC-don't attack them with any missiles, that would get way too much attention that you DEFFINETLY do not want. You could use a submarine to unload some guys that would travel throught the woods to their base and supply them, but first you need to contact them.

IC:

The grenade exploded in front of them, two of them were pushed backwards, but they moved in. They found nothing but a few wounded men who they quickly killed. They found a man that had been running east, he had been wounded on his way out. They shot him and moved in the direction he had been moving in.

(OOC: Then that is what I will endeavor to do.)

General Anouska Vasilev pursed her lips, tapping a pencil against the supple pink flesh. She was deep in though and the buxom brunette didn’t realize that her staff was trying to take peeks at her supple lips – the fact that her regulation length skirt had ridden up slightly due to her lean over the tactical board probably did not help matters either. Shifting her weight slightly she yawned and dropped the pencil on the grid.

The tactical information before her was what she had – what Otares had – on the situation unfolding in Zukariaa. The country had collapsed almost overnight, more importantly though it had become the latest battleground for the Kraven Corporation. The Kraven Corporation situation unnerved the Otariet royalty – for several reasons. Not the least of which was their ability to surreptitious bring a country to its knees. This alone was enough to warrant an interest – but other more motivating factors colluded to make the General’s task mandated.

“Ma’am we have received confirmation from the Water Bear – it has entered theatre.” The General’s thoughts were interrupted by a young man’s voice – her assigned XO. Standing upright the general looked down at her XO – her long legs and heels bringing her to an impressive 5’10.
“Thank you Karol.” She smiled to the younger man – she could see him soften slightly. She hoped that she didn’t make him too uncomfortable. Continuing in a soft tone she passed out orders. “I want them to launch the recon drones. Two of them – both stealth and passive.” The man identified as Karol nodded.

The recon drones were very hard to detect – their small bodies and stealth technology being the reason. As long as they remained signal silent they should never be noticed. One was to locate RADAR installation, air bases, SAMs, and anything else that might impede an Otariet air borne incursion. The other’s job was to sail over the country searching for low power short wave signals. The programming in its nose cone operating system was an impressive bit of fuzzy logic material that should identify non-governmental radio conversations. This was the drone that would find the rebels given enough radio contact.

(OOC: I didn’t want to assume I could find them as easily as that. So a go ahead that I have – or have not – found the radio traffic I am looking for would be fine.)

Brigadier General Hannibal Krosser watched as Kraven's hold swept like a merciless plague over Zukariaa.

"Goddammit all," he whispered to himself. "First Arterus, and now this? The whole fucking planet is falling apart." Krosser grabbed a phone and dialed the local head of defense. "Set up air and sea defenses for the entire country. If so much as a kite bearing the Kraven flag flies into our territory, I want it shot down with extreme prejudice, am I understood? Good." Krosser slammed the phone down in frustration. Krosser flopped down at his desk, pondering his next move.

"Who would have the balls to stand up against Kraven?" he muttered to himself. Then lightning struck his brain. "Roman Greece." Krosser shouted to a nearby captain. "Captain! Get me a line to the head of the Roman Greece military, ASAP!" The captain nodded, and began working as quickly as he could.

Barely a few hours had passed since the takeover started, The Red phone in sandeep sandhu's Highest office rang. " Sir, Time we have been waiting for has arrived. Our prey has just fallen a few hours ago." it was the chief of staff of the military in sandeep sandhu. He and the dictator had long been deviously wishing for a opputunity for to intrude into Zukariaa.
After the chief made his boss familiar with the details he recieved through his intelligence network in Zukariaa the dictator,Sandeep Sandhu concluded
"Prepare the forces . Do not attract any international attention. We move in at the right time. Let there be more chao in the country to keep them busy for a while and international community looking and coming to terms with the surprise. send in a 1 thousand special ops to co-ordinate and organise attacks against their capitol police. Tha'll keep them busy for a while. And if possible contact that so called queen of theirs and get her executed too. it'll keep the balance and will make us easier to deal with these so called free Zukariaa's. Keep me informed about all developments. Alert the our embassies all over and tell them to pretend that we have honest sympathies. and good luck."
"This is going to make my day" Sandeep sandhu thought to himself. although he knew it was not going to happen but he had very little options with him. His country's resources had far from depleted and land availability almost nil for further development. He had to get some attention from the international community somehow. Knowing this was a wong way to it and getting his soldiers killed was gonna make him a dead one too but he had decieded to take the chances for his country's long term benefit. Which would need severe foriegn aid soon .
"If only they could spare some aids here....Well Good luck to me too."

OOC @ Sandeep Sandhu:
You do realise that, if you try to go against Free Zukariaa, you will be considered a part of Kraven and I will come and hunt you down? Just making sure.

IC:

The Emperor brsikly walked into the Situation Room at the Imperial Palace. It was bustling with activity, with phones ringing, couriers moving about with all sorts of documents and paper, and the entire back wall having situational screens turned to different scenes in the country.

"So, what's going on?"
"Well, sir, we've found a resistance group through monitoring radio traffic. They were using some older encryptions, but we managed to break through for a little bit."

The Emperor looked at the map before him, compiled of satellite pictures that had been taken just miniutes ago.

"What do they call themselves?"
"Free Zukariaa, sir. They made a transmission on a general frequency begging for international help just a little while ago."
"Well... What can we do?"
"We can have a Guard team deployed with supplies for them in a few hours. They can be inserted by sub."
"Do it."

He took a marker, and began writing down observastions he found on the map. For one thing, he began marking SAMs, radar stations, and other such things. However, he also marked unusual buildings, which were suspected to be birthing facilities and other types of manufacturing plants. He looked up, and looked straight into the eyes of the general he had been speaking to.

"I want this country turned upside down by midnight tomorrow."

OOC-Cravan, get on MSN.

Zukariaa']OOC-Cravan, get on MSN.
OOC: I be on. It says you aren't...

Crunch. Crunch. Crunch.

The Capitol Police were moving through the forest quickly. The leaves and twigs smashing under their boots. They were following the trail that was being left behind by the criminals. Slowly they were gaining on them.

Suddenly they were in an opening. A large area of trees that had been taken away. The ground had been stripped clean. Nothing had survived. They continued running; in the distance was the ragged group of rebels, running across the large open area. The Capitol Police opened fire.

They would be annihilated. They would be taught to obey the Capitol Police.

The four rebels had been seperated from the main group, and immediately returned fire, one of them going down in the first few shots. They took cover, and prepared for a massive gunfight...

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Carl was with the main group when he heard the gunfire.

"Sir, should we help them?"

He looked off in the direction of the gunfire.

"They're as good as dead...", he said emotionless. "Lets keep moving."
"Yes, sir."

They continued on...

The town was quiet as the brigade Leman Russ's came. The few citizens still there could do nothing as the town was destroyed. The Capitol Police quickly killed those who were still there. The town was destroyed quickly. Nothing but rubble and glass remained.
This is what the people were told:

The Rebels brought about the events that have unfolded here today, their blatant disregard for Kraven ideals and laws led to the destruction of the town. Let this be a warning to the rebels and the citizens, Kraven WILL NOT tolerate these dissidents and terrorists.
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Ping. Ping. Ping.
The bullets coming from the rebel guns was useless against the Capitol Police. They moved in. They quickly overcame the rebels that had stayed behind as they began to run.

Bang!! Bang!!

The Capitol Police quickly moved on, following the path of the others.

Two more rebels fell as their backs were ripped apart by the GPMGs of the CP, tissue flying everywhere. One was left.

He jumped behind a tree, and removed a grenade from his satchel. He primed it, and lobbed it down the hill at the oncoming CP. He waited several seconds, then...

POOM

He stood up, and ripped open on full auto with his AK-47, sending 7.62x39mm bullets flying everywhere.

Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop...

He emptied an entire magazine of thirty rounds, then reloaded and continued firing...

BOOM!

The grenade exploded. Two Capitol Police went with it. The rebel had started shooting wildly at them. It would work to their advantage. They ran at the tree he was at. The ground cunching under them. The few bullets that did hit them hardly doing anything. They aimed and fired on his position..

...The rebel's head exploded in a brilliant display of brain matter. The Capitol Police were drenched in his blood, and his body crumpled to the ground, lifeless.

One more down...

The Capitol Police let the rebels run. They could run and worry about the them coming to kill them for as long as they wanted. They would eventually tire; and when they did, they would die.
They took the fallen bodies of the rebels back to the town with them. They hung the bodies in town for all to see. The people would soon realize that anyone helping the rebels would recieve the same fate. They would think twice before ever helping them again.

Encrypted radio communique...
Frequecy Alpha-Aplha-Gamma-****-****
Establishing link...
Established...

"Hello? Hello? Can anyone hear me?", the radio in the rebel camp crackled. "Is anyone there?"

The INS Sleeper lie in wait off the coast, waiting to deploy the squad of Imperial Guard. They needed to know where the rebels were, first...

"Yes? Yes, I can hear you. Who is this?"

Carl sat near the radio, waiting for an answer.

"This is the INS Sleeper. We're currently off the coast, waiting to deploy our Imperial Guard liasons and supply you with weapons. We need to know of a clear landing spot to put them on the shore. When can we meet?"

Carl looked around. It was pitch black, with only the campfire offering light.

"We can meet on the coast, yes."

He gave the sub some coordinates. He then looked up, making sure the sub did not hear.

"I'm going in alone, but I want all of you to stay behind in the event of an ambush."
"Got it, chief."
"Got it."

He looked to a few other men.

"I want you guys to stay here and protect the Empress. We may just have gotten her a ticket outta this hellhole."
"Yes, sir."

The men stood up, and started down the hill towards the beach.

The rebels arrived at the coast to see a small black dingy speeding towards them. Four men hopped off, and took some crates off with them.

"You're the Zukariaan, aren't you?", one of the Guardsmen asked the man standing on the beach.

(OOC Note: From now on, the Imperial Guard here will be controlled by this account. It's helluva lot easier than switching back and forth.)

"Yes, Carl Agathon."
"Well, Carl. I'm Fred Janson, Cravanian Imperial Guard. I heard you could use some toys."

He pulled over a crate.

"They're all yours'."

Gradually, men emerged from the woods, showing they were prepared if this was an ambush.

"Well thank God, you're not alone."
"Yeah... Really."

He looked around.

"Care if you come up to our camp?"
"We're here to stay, so sure. Let's just get this stuff ready."
"Sure thing."

They began taking the boxes, which were surprisingly light, and stakced them so they would be easier to transport...

The men that hadn't gone with Carl sat around the camp trying to keep themselves busy. They were an easy target. A group of 25 Capitol Police had been waiting in the woods. They lifted their guns and ran out. The rebels tryed to get their guns out and shoot, but it was too late. Most of them had left with Carl.
One jumped up and shot wildly, somehow hitting a Capitol Police in the correct spot, killing him. He was shot at.
Meanwhile, the Capitol Police were arresting several others, and killing any who tryed to fight. The 5 that had been using flamethrowers set fire to the camps tents, beds, clothes; everything. The Capitol police pulled out, prisoners with them, flames burning behind them.

In all, the CP managed to get away with two men. One of them the second in command.

Meanwhile, the Empress hid with her child, watching the carnage. She was safe for now.

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"What the hell was that?", Carl asked as he looked back towards the camp. One of the Guardsmen came forward.

"Cappies..."

Five Capitol Police stayed behind at the camp as the others moved out. They were headed for the Forward Command Centre with their new found prizes.

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In the rest of Zukariaa, Kraven's hold became stronger with every passing second. The people were slowly brainwashed. Capitol Police patrolled every corner of every town. It was work, sleep, and work for all citizens. The people bagan to know that to disobey the Capitol Police would end painfully. Many began to join the Kriegsmarines so they would not have to slave away in factories.
The people were slowly becoming Kraven's puppets.
The town that had been demolished had been reinforced with 50 Capitol Police.
The people were told over and over again:

Obey The Capitol Police.

And they slowly learned to..

The rebels who had been at the coast slowly approached their camp, waiting. They were stopped by the Imperial Guard, who went up ahead. Janson brought his goggles over his eyes, and switched them to thermal. He looked into the camp from the cover of darkness. He turned around, and made a motion to his squad.

There were five.

"On three...", he whispered. "We rush them. I want grenades covering either side of the camp, and guns at the ready. We're taking these guys down, and fast. I want a high explosive grenade in the center. Got it?"
"Got, it chief."

The rebels watched as one of the most professional fighting units in the world prepared to rush the CP and take them down quick.

"One... Two... Three..."

Silently, three grenades flew into the camp, two frag and a high explosive grenade. They promptly detonated, and the four Imperial Guards opened up with their 6.35mm Armor-Piercing rounds (Not the ones from McKagan. These are not explosive.). A Guardsman was trained for accuracy...

The explosions killed three of the Capitol Police instantly. Two were severely wounded. One that was wounded was killed by the oncoming bullets. The last one was on the ground, holding up his gun. He was firing. He would not give up.

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The 20 Capitol Police and their prisoners arrived at the Forward Command Centre. Two huge artillery cannons sat on the roof of the metal stucture. Kriegsmarines could be seen taking out orders on the roof. The group entered. Now they would get the information they needed.

A bullet struck a Guard in the leg, falling over in pain. The remaining CP were promptly dealt with, with a 6.35 AP round to the head. (I got permission to kill him! No GMing here!)

The Guard who was hit sat on the ground as his comrades patched him up. the others began looking around for any survivors.

OOC: Ugh, why do people always ignore me?
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IC: Try as he might, Krosser couldn't get a connection to Roman Greece.

"Dammit," he muttered. "Looks like we're on our own. Ready a fleet to attack Zukariaa. If there are other nations there, do not attack them unless fired upon. And find any nations opposing Kraven and request assistance. Move out!"

Within the hour, five hundred Demoras carriers and gunships were making their way to Zukariaa to wage war on Kraven. Krosser himself was on the carrier E.D.S. Stormblade.

"I would rather my nation burn to the ground than have it be taken over by a pimple of a nation like Kraven...."
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OOC: Will someone -- anyone -- PLEASE respond to my call for help?

OOC-Reptilia.. WTF are you doing? Your half my size, even without the thousands of Capitol Police and Kriegsmarines running around in my nation.. and you really have no reason to attack. Neither I or Kraven are attacking you. *cough*readhisfactbook*cough*

OOC-Sorry for my lateness in replying. Internet problems.

Michelle looked at Carl and said ''Why was Zukariaa invaded? Why is this all happening?'' She was trying to remember why this was all happening in the first place.

''I don't know if Roman Greece will be able to be contacted at this time, but it is worth a try. If I am to be smuggled out of this place, I hope I get a good country to have my exile in.'' Michelle said.

Then she thought of the idea of her being Zukariaa's voice in exile, after all, she was the now titular Empress of Zukariaa.

Zukariaa']OOC-Reptilia.. WTF are you doing? Your half my size, even without the thousands of Capitol Police and Kriegsmarines running around in my nation.. and you really have no reason to attack. Neither I or Kraven are attacking you. *cough*readhisfactbook*cough*
A.) You used to be my neighbor. Willingly or no, I am honor bound to try and clean up your mess. If I am annihilated in the process, so be it.

B.) As I said, I would rather my nation burn to the ground than see it in the hands of someone else. Consider it nipping it in the bud.

I need to get my guys in Arterus out of there....

OOC-I guess you'll just have to settle for a destroyed fleet. :p

I need to get my guys in Arterus out of there....

"Really . . . are you saying that you would like to give away your territory in Arterus?"

"Really . . . are you saying that you would like to give away your territory in Arterus?"
I will give up some of it if you help me.

I will give up some of it if you help me.

"How may I help?"

OOC-Sorry for my lateness in replying. Internet problems.

Michelle looked at Carl and said ''Why was Zukariaa invaded? Why is this all happening?'' She was trying to remember why this was all happening in the first place.

''I don't know if Roman Greece will be able to be contacted at this time, but it is worth a try. If I am to be smuggled out of this place, I hope I get a good country to have my exile in.'' Michelle said.

Then she thought of the idea of her being Zukariaa's voice in exile, after all, she was the now titular Empress of Zukariaa.

OOC: No problem, but the camp was just attacked. If it's okay with you, I'll RP them finding her and then she asks the question. Okay?

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"Why? Because the government seriously messed things up by joining Kraven. And now they're slaves. Every last one of them. They aren't Zukariaans anymore. Not one bit."

He looked around the camp, destruction wrought everywhere.

"We did make contact with the outside world, though."

He motioned to the Cravanian Imperial Guardsman.

"He said he would be willing to get you out of the country and into his country for now."

The Imperial Guard acknowledged her presence, and showed the Empress a sign of respect. He put his rifle on his back, and removed his night-vision goggles.

"Good evening, Your Highness. Care to get out of this place? I can have you on a sub within the next twenty miniutes and safely on your way to Cravan. We can make arrangements from there."

While Brigadier General Krosser lead his fleets to slaughter, Kraven had covertly taken over the Demoras mainland.

Those who complied were processed and sorted into various niches. Those who resisted were brought to concentration camps and shot. The once shining jewel of Demoras had become just another dark outpost of the Kraven Corporation.
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OOC: Congratulations, Tim. Your nagging finally payed off.

OOC-Fine with me, I suppose.

''Cravan? If I could get out of this place and to Cravan, that would be good.'' Michelle said.

''If we could make arrangements from there, that would be good. I don't want to get killed here and I don't want my child dead either.'' Michelle said before going on a sub.

OOC-Fine with me, I suppose.

''Cravan? If I could get out of this place and to Cravan, that would be good.'' Michelle said.

''If we could make arrangements from there, that would be good. I don't want to get killed here and I don't want my child dead either.'' Michelle said before going on a sub.

The Guardsman pulled out his encrypted radio.

"Alpha-One-Niner, this is Foxtrot One. We have a go on extraction. Meet us by the coast in twenty."

He put his radio away, and took his rifle from his back.

"If you would please follow me, Your Highness."

He led her down to the coast with some of the rebels. The dingy which would take her would be arriving in approximately twenty miniutes.

INS Sleeper launched a dingy towards the coast under the cover of darkness. Extraction of the Empress was now the top priority.

OOC:get on MSN. Important stuffage

Zukariaa']OOC:get on MSN. Important stuffage

OOC: I will as soon as I finish this Goddamned algebra.

This was beautiful – more than the general could hope for. Anouska quickly made preparations. Tearing up the phone from her XOs hand she was put through to the captain of the water bear.
“Captain. Yes I heard the recon drones have done their part. We missed one window – we shall not miss another. I want the team onto the beach to intercept the Cravan and Free Zuka.”
“…”
“Of course I realize that a meeting in the dark in a civil war is going to be tense but it needs to be done.”

Boris was put ashore in a small submersible that docked under the water bear. A sturdy little craft it still took three trips to put all the men and equipment on shore. His men took covert position about the beach and in the trees. They sat silently in thermal shielded guiles and waited in the dark. Boris for his part sat on the beach – smoking. And there Boris waited for the Free Zuka – in the middle of the Cravan extraction point.

It was odd to think of himself with only a single name – but Boris knew that this was the blackest of all ops. No rank, no backup, and disavowal if he was caught. He wasn’t even allowed to speak Otariet while in theatre – his cover was to be protected at all costs. And while anyone would be able to tell that he spoke with an accent it would be impossible to place in this world of many languages. The best guess one could get would be that it was Slavic in origin.

Taking another drag off his cigar – a domestic brand, something he would have to get use to – Boris wondered how the Free Zuka and Cravan would react to a lone stranger on their beach.

If you guys would like to co-ordinate posts I am on MSN as well… ( semi_equal@hotmail.com )

Michelle held her baby to her and went with the Imperial Guard. ''What will happen to us?'' she asked him. ''Where are you taking me?'' Michelle inquired.

Michelle held her baby to her and went with the Imperial Guard. ''What will happen to us?'' she asked him. ''Where are you taking me?'' Michelle inquired.

"We're going to the coast, where a boat will pick you up and take you to a sub for extraction-"

He stopped abruptly, and held the Empress back. He engaged his night vision. There was someone on the beach. He loaded his weapon, and began moving cautiously towards the coast with the rest of his squad. The Empress was told to stay with the Free Zukariaans until it was deemed whether or not this man was a threat.

The dingy continued on towards the coast, until the driver noticed there was a man standing there. The two Imperial Guards on the boat readied their weapons, hoping a fight would not occur.

Michelle nodded and stayed behind, playing with her baby while she stayed behind. She wondered who the man was, perhaps he was a friend....or foe.

Boris looked at the boat to his left and the rebels to his right – his ear piece long ago confirming their approach. Waving to both he motioned the two closer.

He saw the rebels, but little did he know about four men clad in black had their rifles trained on him from the bushes. They stood up, aiming in his direction.

"Imperial Guard! Identify yourself!"

“Please settle comrades. Exchange your VIP and we can get off this god forsaken beach. I come representing friends.

“My name is Boris.”

The dingy reached the beach, and two Guardsmen hopped off. They watched this "Boris" with care, and waited for the Empress to board the raft and get back to the sub. The rebels already had brought her to the beach, and they were ready to send her on her way.

Michelle took her child (is it Baby Zuka?) and went onto the raft. She was not free from the Capitol Police and she waited to see where she would end up next.

Boris nodded to the Empress as she passed. A polite “My Lady.” Was all that he said to the woman as she was taken from the shore. Once she was headed out on the Cravan dingy Boris nodded to the people present.

“I am sorry to be meeting you all like this – I know that your nerves are quite high right now. Let me say simply – I am not your enemy.” Turning to the Rebel who had escorted the royal woman he continued, speaking with his hands as he did. Slow drawn circles that drew a trace in the air as the cigar’s cherry moved about. “As I said earlier my name is Boris and I come to you as a friend bearing gifts.” Raising his hand to pause the men’s questions he continued uninterrupted. “The gifts I speak of will help you fight this insurgency of yours. Before I continue though I must ask, will you accept my help? We can speak more of it as we walk towards the tree. The beach is not likely the best place to stand.”

The two Guardsmen who had driven the raft to shore quickly got back on, taking her back to the sub. Within a few days, she would be in Cravan.

The Imperial Guards on the beach had since lowered their weapons, but still regarded this "Boris" with suspicion.

"I think these guys will accept all the help they can get.", Janson said to Boris.

As the Empress went on the raft, she said ''Greetings, Sir.'' to Boris and went on the raft.

OOC-This was before she got on the raft.

Michelle looked at the guardsmen and said ''How long till we reach Cravan?''

Michelle looked at the guardsmen and said ''How long till we reach Cravan?''

"A few days, Your Highness. Until that time, you can enjoy the cramped uncomfortableness of an Imperial sub.", he said chuckling.

''I understand. It's a change from the palace life.'' Michelle said.

Boris began walking towards the tree line. Still speaking to the others but not particularly paying attention to whether they were following.
“Excellent gentlemen.” Taking a few more strides he continued in his pleasant – albeit firm – voice. “I would suggest that one of you take point since I have no idea to where I am going.” Boris chuckled at his own little joke. “I am going to get my troops to come out of their hiding now – please do not be alarmed, there are a fair number of them.” Without really waiting for an answer to that either Boris moved his hand up to his face. Tapping a discrete earpiece he spoke silently into nothing and from that the teams stood – revealing themselves to the Free Zuka and the Cravan. By best count there were almost two hundred – and they carried crates in tow. In actual count there were 187 of them.

“This is my team and we are very anxious to not be so exposed. So if you have a lovely secret base from which we can strike out at your oppressors then I would be much obliged.”

"Our base was destroyed just a little while ago... But we can probably find a new location further north if we move now."

“Then we shall move comrade. I must tell you we have the ability to put recon drones up in the air.” Motioning one of the other troopers over he pulled his pack off, the trooper seemingly having a spare. Once Boris had attached his pack he pulled a small laptop out of it. Or so it seemed. The plastic actually wrapped around Boris’ forearm to provide some type of ergonomic arm computer. Tapping away at the key board Boris had a topographical map up in moments.

“Show me where comrade and a recon drone will be there in moments.”

Lieutenant Janson pointed to an area on the map concealed by trees which seemed a good area.

"I'd say there. It offers some protection, and it'll give us early warning if they are coming. We should get moving now."

OOC- This is my last post tonight. I am dead tired.

Boris nodded and with a few strokes of his fingers the drone which was tasked with finding the rebels was now headed to the area where the new base would be. The passive scanners would pick up heat signatures in the woods, or any active radio comms. While a passive heat scan could be a moose the radio traffic was most likely CP patrols. As the group walked Boris passed the Rebel leader a small list – on it an inventrory of the ‘gifts’ that Boris spoke of. As he passed it he added, “All the items have ample ammunition as well as some things we are especially proud of.” When the rebel gave Boris a quizzical look he smiled. “For example we have a missile that when fired at a hydro lines, ensnares the tower in a graphite net with super conductor pellets. This makes the electricity arc across the lines and the transformers on either end are destroyed – wherever those transformers are located on the grid. Beyond bringing down part of the grid someone must come out to repair what looks like a malfunction.” Boris smiled as tactical ambush scenarios played out in his mind. “Don’t forget that support items like comms devices and encryption keys for said devices are not on that list. And there will be more to come.”

After the rebel had looked at the list for a moment Boris piped up once again. “We can speak of the other supplies and interesting innovations later. For now a wish you good meal.” When the rebel looked at Boris with an odd look Boris looked back with one that was dead serious. “Comrade if you don’t eat that list I will. Do not worry it is rice paper and decent to consume.”

List

200 side arms
50 Assault Rifles
25 ‘scout’ Sniper rifles
15 heavy caliber sniper rifles
12 Infantry carried launchers
5 squad based anti-tank rifles
5 squad based anti-personnel rifles
3 mortars
3 gernade launchers

In the Meanwhile... The 500 odd special ops had landed on the beaches of Zukarria just north of Zuka City and another batch of 500 West of Zuka.... They had clear instructions of playing both sides and not revealing own identity till re enforcements arrived... Queen Had been rescued already was a major surprise to the commanders but Killin CP's was gonna be fun too.
After Landing 50 Ops from both squads were we set out to find and contact Free zukaria. Another 150 Would Each would stay back Till enforcements arrive and guard the beaches.
Remaining 600 will patrol in groups of 100 each(lightly armed) would patrol the forests and and cities south of Zuka and East of Zuka and execute any CP's found easily using their covert tactics (which were among the best in the world) and cause a chaos int he cities all over the northern region. Thus reducing the effects of propagada on the civilians and encouraging more zukkarians to take up arms.
"Three Days We have then it begins" said Sandeep Sandhu " Good the quen has been rescued now we'll be assumed as friends... HA!". The entire Military would need that much time to get ready and go.

Thankx to its wide intelligence network the odd 50 strong squads sent for a link up with Zukariaa had easily estimated the location area where the free zukaraiaa's would be setting up and set for it with objectives
1. Form a link up with the Free Zukariaa
2. Gain their trust by taking part in operation against CP's.
3. Gather further intelligence about the new entrants and their locations and timings.
4. Do not reveal true identities at any cost.

Now it would be easier to give out the co-ordinates to our bombers. and reduce the Kraverns and cravena forces to half.

(ooc Wow it was iffy when I managed to land 187 troops who immediately scattered to the wood line. But having 150 troops on the beach in defensive positions? Yeah that’s not going to attract attention. I suppose I cannot say too much because I am doing something similar – in sneaking people in – but 600 people armed well enough for direct engagements with the CP? Yeck. As soon as the sun comes up its going to be hard not to be discovered.)

OOC: I think people should go and read my factbook, I'm getting the impression that people think the Capitol Police are random Grunts, they are not... they are a whole lot more

OOC-Sorry, but I'm going to ignore that. Theres no way you could just get in 1000 people into my country. I'm giving Otares and Cravan permission, but they arn't bringing in 1000 people. Any actions you take will be ignored.

OOC- I only brought four people in. And as the rebels I only have about thirty. I'm afraid I have to ignore it, too.