NationStates Jolt Archive

The Halloween riots are one of the defining moments in Kulikovian history. It was the spark that ignited the revolution. A bloody revolution which would pull down a brutal facist regime. This is a prelude to that war. For decades the facist regime oppressed the people, silenced opponents, shut down newspapers, and brainwashed children. It was a state of fear. Unions were violently crushed, their leaders rounded up. People would disappear in the night, never to be seen again. Strikes, protests, and demonstarations spread across the nation as the citizens prepared in secret for a revolution. A general curfew was ordered in the capital city of Jonensberg. The curfew began Halloween day and no one was allowed out on the streets after dusk. Two innocent children wandered out onto the streets on Halloween night in search of candy and fun. A policeman opened fire, killing both of them. A mob gathered and overpowered the policeman. A full-scale riot which lasted over a week began. What part will you play in the riots? Will you fight to free yourself and others from tyranical rule? Or will you suppress any opposition.

OCC: This is open to anyone, just go to the sign-up thread if you want to participate.

OCC: This is the state-run news network

Kulikovian State Network, KSN

Good evening. Our top story today comes from the Old District were two youths were shot and killed by a policeman after he was assaulted by the them. They were in violation of the curfew law. The policeman attempted to ticket them when he was attacked and defended himself. However, a large crowd of adjitators are at the scene and we are recieveing reports that they have overpowered the policeman and are looting stores and burning cars. Special Police units have been called to the scene to contain this situation.

The Old District

The crowd of people set the pliceman's car on fire after he was killed. The citizenry has had enough of their miserable experience and are now taking to the streets in anger. A mob of 200 strong are marching down the streets of the Old District, waving banners. Their numbers are growing. The grieving parents of the children went to the church where a procession carried their children. The priets comforted them in this dire hour as the citizens hatred burned like a torch.

Yuri Alenski looked out his window. Several fires illuminated the sky as smoke rose, sirens were going off and he could hear shouts and chants. His wife Sasha was in the kitchen with their two young children, Valerik and Lana. They were making cookies to keep the children occupied.
"Yuri, are they coming down our street?" she asked in a concerned tone,
"No, not yet" he replied. Yuri was a member of the Socialist Liberation Front, an organization which has been planning a revolution for several years. This was the spark they needed. There was a knock on the door. Yuri answered it. One of his friends from the SLF stood there with a gun.
"Comrade Alenski, the hour of our liberation has come" he said. Yuri went to the bedroom and put on a red sash and got some stuff and an old rifle that belonged to his granfather. He turned to Sasha.
"Sasha, stay here with the kids and don't leave. This may get messy and I don't want anything to happen to you, I love you and our children very much. I'm doing this to better our lives" he said. He held her in his arms and kissed her, then he turned to the children.
"Valerik, you're the man of the house, watch out for your mother and sister. Lana, don't worry, daddy's gonna be back soon." Sasha tried to plead with him but they kissed once more and he left the house to join his comrades.

A black unmarked armored truck slammed on it's brakes in the middle of the street. Reports were comming in at JTAT headquarters about a riot that was only going to get worse in the old district, The back doors flung open and eight men in tactical gear jumped out on the street with bean bag guns, their real weapons hung around their necks on straps,

"No shooting, this don't have to get worse...the regular cops can't handle this so they give it to the big boys!"

Sergent Tyler Williams said to his men, a JTAT helicoptor flew over head and over a loud speaker the words echoed through the night,

"Go home! Everyone return to their homes immeaditly.."

The team stood in the street watching people continue to disobey the requests made by their goverment.....

Williams had no idea what to make of the situation, he had never been in charge of riot control and didn't know how to deal with hostille civilians...this was no black ops mission.

Kain watched the three policemen running down the street past his home. They were headed towards the epicenter of the riot.

Kain's old rifle was listed as officially destroyed in the fight that had wounded him. That had taken pulling some strings, back when he still had friends in the millitary. Most of those friends were dead or retired now. But Kain still had the rifle.

At the sound of the gunshot, two of the officers spun around, as the first collapsed. Moments later, Kain had relieved them of their weapons, and was well on his way to becoming a full scale armory.

"Down with these pigs!" He shouted, tossing one of the pistols to a man he knew as part of White Rose.

"The Revolution's here!"

The crowd became a mob of hundreds. They were armed with bats, pipes, bricks, guns, and various other instruments. There were numerous banners rising above the mob as they stromed down the streets. A large banner rose above them all. It was red with black letters readin "For the Liberation of the Worker". Cars were being tipped over, police cars being battered with rocks and bricks. Yuri was amoungst them with his old rifle, he wasn't sure it would even fire. They were mad and tired of the oppression. The night sky was filled with smoke and helicopters. The riot was spreading like a brush fire.

The massive crowd moved further down the streets, united as one entity. Their aim was the police presinct. The police were gathering there trying to ready themselves for the inevitable. Police cars stretched across the street and weapons drawn. The flashers were blinking and floodlights illuminated the surroundings. Many of the policemen were cut off and in small groups away from the main body. A convoy of six police cars had headed out earlier and were pounded into the asphault by the people. The captain went on the bullhorn.
"Return to your homes. I repeat, return to your homes, disperse immediatley!"

I was sleeping. Was is the correct word to use at this moment. I awoke from my bed, rubbing my eyes, and stared off in the darkness of my apartment. Faint screams, shouts, chants, cars, and the sounds of helicopters was the culprit that awoke me.
I turned over and turned on the lamp next to my bed. The light blind me for a moment, but as I regained focus, I rose from my bed and looked outside the window. A small group of men, women, and teenagers marched on the road chanting anti-government and pro-democratic words.
The students at the university, who held anti-Fascist meetings, urged all to take to the streets and express our views upon this tolitarian state. Maybe it could be the chance to do this because entire communities are in chaos because of these protests and rallies since Halloween night. Those poor children. Those three words always come to mind when I remember that night.
Avenged is what they will be, along with all who have been exterminated because they wanted to express their opinion. Mother and Father...
The group of people dissapeared from my vision. Then, I turned on a small radio on my dresser. Words quickly erupted from the news stations about the growing riots, vandalism, and arson. I turned it off. Quickly, I began to get dressed.
Halloween night seemed to spark a flame onto a bed of charcoal. The spark being the seed of revolution. The flame, that spreads, grows like the protests and rallies. The charcoal being the oppressive government.
It's time for a revolution of freedom...

The White Rose cell was only twenty men strong. But they were armed with millitary weapons, and weapons stolen from dead police. And they were organized.

The standard of the group is a white rose on a red background. Below the rose, also in white, is the legend, 'For Freedom'

"The Revolution is here!"

It was hoisted in the center of the group. It fluttered in the breeze as the group pushed forward.

"To us! Down with the fascists! To us!"

The rallying cry went out, and the small wedge began to grow into an irrestible wave.

Williams and his men watched the mob get closer, he touched his communicator on his neck and spoke into it,

"X2-A1 give us some light on that crowd..over.."

The JTAT helicoptor swurved to the side shining it's bright spotlight towards the approaching mob. The JTAT members remained calm, Williams looked at his men who's eyes could hardly be seen through their goggles, black balaclava's covered the skin of their faces,

"Looks like things are going to get real bad, stow them bean bag guns...lock and load just in case..and Private Harper..bring out those two riot control gas grenade launchers.."

Williams watched the crowd advance then said over a loud speaker from the trucks driver side,

"Return to your homes immeaditly! return to your homes now!"

Private Harper stepped foward,

"Sarge..they have fire arms..."

Williams spoke once again...

"Take your weapons home! there is no need to continue the violence! return home!"

The Sergent was starting to worry, these civilians were going to do somthing harsh and force the JTAT to re-act which they did NOT want to do....

Lt. Col. Shaw strode into the briefing room at Ramtan Garrison, 20 km north of Jonensberg. The room was full of the 5th Internal Security Battalion's officers and senior NCOs.

"Listen up! As of now we are on full alert to move into the city and crush this little uprising."

The men in the room were hardly suprised at this statement.

"Tell your troops to gear up and be ready to move in an hour. As soon as the call comes, and it will come, we'll fall on these disloyal swine like the Hammer of God."

With that he dismissed his troops to prepare, this would be a long night.

The team continued to hold their ground and watch the rioteers advance, Williams spoke to Hq,

"HQ they continue to move over..what the hell do we do?"

Hq reponded to the question,

"Sergent, hold..do not provoke the situation, over"

Williams had not intended to fire on these people anyways, he had never been called to a situation as screwy as this before causing him to question his training,

"Well boys...we sit tight"

Williams spoke over an open channel,

"All police, military units alike...Sergent Tyler Williams JTAT here, we have a serious situation in the old district, civilians are armed..i repeat civilians are armed..."

He let go of the button allowing a reply to come through....

Jessica watched the proceedings from the darkness of a nearby alleyway. Above her, other members of the SDS were hanging a large banner that would unfurl leaving their mark on the city. The violence was abhorrent to her, and she hoped it would be contained quickly. Not that she wanted the police to put down the riot, oh no, she just hoped they would join the crowd and demand an end the the terrible and oppressive government that ruled over them.

While her friends hung the sign, she painted the words: "Freedom Now" on the brick beside her. Once the others had finished, the banner reading "Students for a Democratic Society Demand an End to Oppression" was unfurled, and then they split up. Jessica remaining behind to monitor the progress of the riot, while the others moved on to other targets for their slogans.

Chester watched the crowd atop a abandon building. Looking threw his binoculars he saw the police. He was here as a tourist, but also paid by the Canadstein Government to keep taps on this rioting. Chester was the only man that Canadstein sent. Deciding to get closer he went down a fire escape and saw a young women. She had blond hair from the distance he was at. Coming up closely he asked behind her back. "What are you doing here?"

Jessica nearly jumped at the voice, and swung around to look at the man who had spoken to her. "Uh... I was on my way home and I saw all these armed people so I uhm hid in the alley here." She said quickly, not sure just who this person was. "What are you doing here?"

When she turned around Chester looked into her blue eyes. She was beautiful, but he could let that get in his way. Before he saw her paint the message on the wall. "Oh my just a tourist here. I'm not going to hurt you miss. To prove to you that I'm not part of this country. Here is my passport." He grabbed something from his pocket and gave it to her. "I'm here because I'm just pasting by. Also you don't have to lie to me. I saw you paint that message on the wall." Chester pointed toward the wall.

Jessica forced a little smile, she still was unsure of this man even as she took his passport and looked it over. It seemed genuine, but she certainly wouldn't know for sure. At least he wasn't acting like one of the soldiers of the fascist regieme, they'd have already beaten her and dragged her off toa prison, she was sure of that.

Still, he'd seen her paint the message, so what could it hurt to tell him a little. "The government. They killed some children and the people have finally had enough. We are going to overthrow their rule and usher in an era of peace and freedom like other countries enjoy," she said somewhat forcefully. She glanced past the man at the message she wrote on the wall. "I just hope that the government gives in quickly so the violence doesn't spread."

She passed the man's passport back to him and looked him over quickly, "You should leave, I think things are probably going to get worse you know. The government will probably shut down the airports in a day or two if they don't give in. You should probably try and get a flight home as soon as you can."

Taking his passport he put it back into his pocket. "I can't leave. Since you told the true. I'm going to tell you something. Canadstein sent me here to keep a watch on this riot. I'm not going to leave until I die or I'm ordered to come back. Oh can you tell me your name since I told you my? It's fine if you don't." Chester replied. He gave a smile to her. Chester knew that this woman didn't trust him. He could understand because of the police and the rioting.

Slogans were painted over walls, known facist supporters were being beaten. The riot spread out of the Old District. The huge mob reached outside the police station. They hurled rocks, bricks, and bottles at the police. They yelled, shouted, and screamed. The situation was getting worse. Yuri was in the crowd with other SLF members. He raised his rifle and shot out a spotlight...

A spotlight on the JTAT helicoptor was shot out, Williams responded...

"That was gunfire! let em' have it! give gas!"

Two members from the JTAT team fired the gas grenade launchers into the crowd,

*WOOOOSH BOOM!* They exploded...

The two reloaded and fired again,

*Wooooosh BOOM*

They watched the crowd scatter as the CS riot control gas exploded...

The crowd began to falter with the tear gas. But many of them tied bandanas over thier faces and continued the barrage. It only agitated the crowd more. Yuri ran throught the smoke and tossed a tear gas can back at the police, others did the same. The situation was growing out of control.
"Comrade Dannen!" Yuri shouted. Dannen was the local leader of the SLF.
"What is it Comrade Alenski?!"
"We can't stay like this much longer, we have to push forward!" he yelled over the crowd.
"Forward for liberation!" he and others cried, the crowd surged forward like a tidle wave.

The White Rose banner now flew over a small army. All were armed with the deadliest weapons they could find. Unfortunately, for many this was limited to knives or shards of glass.

Kain led the mob towards where the tear gas launchers were. Letting his millitary training take over, he fired at one of the men operating it, and without waiting to see if he'd hit, swung his rifle towards another and fired again.

Then the mob was in front of him, and he couldn't fire any more for fear of hitting them.

One of Williams's squad members was struck by a bullet in his flak jacket,

"We are taking fire..taking fire!!"

The JTAT member dropped to the ground but was quickly helped back to his feet,

"What is our course of action sir!" Asked one of the team...

Williams didn't know what to do, he looked at his men who had their weapons trained on people ready to open fire with full effect..

"Back in the truck! back in the truck.."

He spoke into his communicator,

"X2-A1, X2-A1 give us some support here...we are falling back, im not shooting at these people..over"

The Helicoptor moved downwards getting between the people and the JTAT armored transport,

"X2-A1 moving to support..Over.."

The Armored vehicle was manned and sped off farther down the road, Williams needed some extra time to think..he could not fire at armed civilians...

"Hows peaters?" he asked..

One of the team replyed,

"he's fine..the kevlar stopped the bullet.."

Farther down the street the vehicle slammed on it's brakes turning around it stopped sideways, a large spotlight was turned on comming from the roof,

"Command..we are getting shot at..WHAT THE HELL DO WE DO!!"

OOC: I need some one from the goverment to tell me what to do, My sergent won't fire unless ordered...they are sitting ducks..

OOC: Tell me if there's no armory in this city... Also, how would it be defended?

Cheers went up as the police fled.

"The armory!" Cried Kain. "If we take the armory we can fight on level ground!" The White Rose core, all of whom were by now armed with guns, led the mob towards the armory.

OCC: Each police presinct has a weapons storage room.

The mob lunged forward and descended upon the police station. Most of the police had fled and it belonged to the people. The ramapged through it. Yuri traded in his rifle for an AK-47. Many in the crowd were now armed to the teeth. A solid red flag rose over the top of the building.
"This is a great victory" Yuri said "But we have more to do"

OOC: But there's not a millitary armory? Shame.

OCC: I forgot. There is a small military base just outside the city. The small garrison hasn't been ordered out yet to move on the city though.

I quickly dressed into baggy black cargo pants, a plain black t-shirt, and an opened-button shirt over it. I also put on my black wristbands and chains on. I always looked like a non-conformist when it came to social lives and "fashion statements".
Men and women were reported to being armed, so I thought that things might get ugly with the government forces. Because of this, I armed myself with my father's military-issued combat knife that was given to me the day I left for college. The knife was sheathed and I hooked it around my belt.
Moments after leaving my apartment, I quickly gathered known students, of the anti-government groups, around the rooms in the building. This was a school-owned building so students were given rooms here. That made it easier to alert fellow students. Surprisingly, they all were changed as soon as I got to their door. They said that they were ready to go.
We left the apartments with a group of thirty students, including myself. We ran through the streets and we walked until we were upon The Old District.
As we made our way to the district, we tore down posters that spread the government's propaganda. We even had time to quickly spray-paint anti-government graffiti on walls, store windows, and government posters. Phrases like "TOPPLE THE FASCISTS PIGS!" or "FREEDOM NOW!".
We heard vehicles and helicopters gather toward The Old District. Obviously it was policemen, special squad teams, or even the military itself.
Then, after passing streets and alleyways, we in this district. Large rallies of angry everyday people charged across law enforcers, even opening fire at them. We then washed into the large groups of people quickly. I began follow the crown and chant and yell as had as I could...

Brendan watched as the events occured. He then walked over to his wall safe and opened it. He pulled out the two Viper R-90s inside and turned on his computer. He accsessed the internet and posted on a city message board, "Gun for Hire, call 850-739-3485"

Williams kept hearing reports from police all over the city, the civilians were getting armed and therefore they were turning into a threat,

"Alright boys..things are changing and quick..we are up against armed rioters now, they shoot ...we light them the fuck up with everything we got.."

Helicoptor that cut off the crowd was still in place hovering over the street,

"Lay down your weapons and return home! repeat! lay down your weapons and return to your homes!"

"I'm Jessica, call me Jess, everyone does. Where's Canadastein? I've never heard of it, of course I haven't heard of a lot of places. And why are you here? Why do you care about what happens here?"

Jessica jerked around as she heard the gunfire start in the distance and begin moving steadily closer, her eyes went wide and she gasped a little. "Oh my god! The police are shooting!" she assumed, incorrectly, taking a couple steps back and bumping into Chester. She glanced up at him, obvious fear on her face, "I-I'm sorry."

"Oh Canadstein pretty far away from here. I say about 4,000 kilometers. I'm here because I'm keeping an eye on this rebellion. I care about this because people are dying." When she bumped into him Chester looked down at her. "Jess, there's nothing to be sorry for. Also you don't have to be afraid." Slowly he pulled out handgun. "I have more weapons back at my headquaters." Then he put the gun back.

"Why? I thought you were here just to watch? You aren't going to kill anyone are you?" She asked, still a bit unsure of Chester. True, he hadn't done anything to her, even when he showed the gun, which was alittle unnerving, she hated weapons. All she wanted was a peaceful revolution and freedom. Unable to think of anything else to say, alone, in the dark with a complete stranger and a revolution brewing around them all she could do was state the obvious, "I think the riot is coming this way."

Yuri ordered the police station to be fortified. Cars were overturned infront of it and other preperations were made. They all knew the police or the defense forces would respond soon. It was only a matter of time. Yuri and ten others were walking down the street, looking for more people. He saw a foreigner and a woman.
"Foreigner! Where do you hail from? This isn't the best time to be touring the city" he said. Yuri held his AK-47. He turned to the woman "Why do you stand idle while our comrades prepare?" he asked.

Williams listened to the newest report over his radio,

"We have armed civilians and group calling themselves 'The white rose' holding up in local police station over.."

Williams looked at his men then replyed,

"JTAT Sergent Williams here, what is our course of action, over?"

The reply came through..

"Force them out of the building by any means you find suitable sergent...over"

"Roger command, my team will be ready to move on objective soon.."

Sergent Williams spoke to his men,

"We have a job to do...it's going to get done, one of them shot you Peaters already..they won't hesitate to shoot any one of us....cheak your gear and we will get ready to go.."

In addition to an automatic weapon, for which he had exchanged his rifle, and a pistol, which he now wore at his belt, Kain had donned a kevlar vest and a helmet.

Alex, who had been a sharpshooter in the millitary, had found a sniper rifle, and was scanning the streets.

"They'll be here soon," murmurred Kain, "They're going to hit us with everything they have. We have to be ready."

Kulikovian State Network, KSN

Good evening. More bad news from the capital. The riots have spread outside of the Old District. Looters and criminals are rampaging through the streets. A police station has been overrun and these enemies of the state are now heavily armed. Police around the city are struggling to regain control. Dozens are already dead at the hands of these rebels. Chancellor Botha has ordered the Defense Forces to prepare to enter the city if the situation worsens.

"Why? I thought you were here just to watch? You aren't going to kill anyone are you?" She asked, still a bit unsure of Chester. True, he hadn't done anything to her, even when he showed the gun, which was alittle unnerving, she hated weapons. All she wanted was a peaceful revolution and freedom. Unable to think of anything else to say, alone, in the dark with a complete stranger and a revolution brewing around them all she could do was state the obvious, "I think the riot is coming this way."

"I was sent to just watch and take some notes. I'm not going to kill anyone unless they threaten my mission. You don't have to trust me." Chester pulled a card out of his pocket. He opened up her hand and put the card in it. Then Chester closed her hand. "Here's where I'm staying. If you need anything just call the number on the card. Also I don't know anything about you. Can you tell me some stuff?" Then Chester notice the native person with the AK-47. "I'm from Canadstein. Well I'm not leaving the city. Also this woman wants a peaceful rebellion not a bloodbath."

"A peaceful rebellion? I only wish it was possible. But no, it is not. The fascists have proven time and time again that they understand nothing but brute force." Yuri replied "Canadstein, eh? What are you here for?" he asked.

"Just being a average tourist sir. Can I ask you what your name is sir?" Chester looked at this man. An AK-47. This city was being taken over. I wonder what was going to happen after the Civil War? Would a new dicator take over? He didn't know.

Brendan realized that his attept to get hired over the internet was useless. He heard talk over the radio he stole from a cop car a few months earlier. 'Sounds like somethings going on down at the station' he thought to himself as he grabbed his trenchcoat and headed out side towards the station.

"I am Yuri Alenski. A member of the SLF." he said in a proud voice. The night was still young and already several parts of the city were in chaos. But, they were becoming more organized, thanks to the SLF and other groups.

"Captain Chester Martin." Chester put out his hand. "Good I found some more socialist. I work for the Canadstein government. I was sent here to watch the riots and to maybe work a deal with the SLF if they need help with anything."

Yuri almost reached for his weapon when this man claimed to be in the military. But the second part about aide interested him "We could use some help" he replied in a cautious tone.

Chester put down his hand. "No weapons though. They could be traced back to us. We could give any other stuff, Yuri."

Brendan came upon the barricaded police station. He saw the overturned cars. 'Not a bad job,' he thought. He put his hands in the air and approached the barricade slowly. He was ready to fight though, his pistols were stored up his sleeves.

OOC: Have you forgot about your invasion of my island?

"Stand where you are!" Called Kain, raising his weapon and aiming it at Brendan. "Who are you and what are you doing here?"

OOC: Nah, I'm just really having trouble thinking strategiclly lately. I suggest that one of us draws up a map for the island...

IC:

"My name is Brendan Pearse," He started to say in a thick Irish accent, "I'm a mercenary."

"So Yuri have any idea what your group is going to need?" Chester replied in a calm way. "We want the facist to go down and be destroy. Also we want to set up a alliance and help the new government."

"Money, supplies, ammunition" are what we need" Yuri replied.

"Ok where should I tell the men to drop the supplies? Oh the supplies will be delivered in ten unmarked helicopters. So tell your men not to fire. I can get you supplies like food, tents, radio, trucks, and some medical supplies. I can see about the money, but I know that I can't give you any ammo. The most I could probably get is 2 million right now." Chester replied. His goverment wasn't going to give away ammo since they weren't giving away weapons, but the supplies would be here in two hours the moment here called.

Pearse waited for a response. After getting none he continued, "And who would you be?"

"I'm a member of White Rose," said Kain. Did this man honestly imagine him to be stupid enough to give his name in the middle of the revolution?

"I'm afraid I'm rather strapped for cash right now, unless your willing to work for..." he calculated for a moment, "Twenty-two Kulkas."
OOC: I made that map.

"Money is not really important, I'm merely bored sonce the govenment has stopped hiring me. How about one thousand Kulkas, you can pay me when this is over?" Pearse asked.

"Provided we both live through this, I'll pay you myself." Promised Kain.

Jessica watched the exchange between Chester and the armed man. She clutched the card in her hand and stepped so that Chester was half between her and the armed man. She wondered what her friends in teh SDS were doing. She knew some supported an armed rebellion, she couldn't, there simply had to be a better way. Hadn't Ghandi preached non-violence and led a mostly peaceful uprising? She sighed as she though of the forbidden books she had seen, then caught her mind wandering as the two men continued speaking.

Her eyes widened as they discussed weapons and so forth, her hand snaked forward and grabbed Chester lightly on his upper arm. "No! You can't help them Chester. The country will go up in flames! Thousands, maybe more will be killed! There has to be a better way." She said with and urgent, pleading tone in her voice.

Yuri turned to the woman "I wish there was but there isn't. Some revolutions are bloodless, others are bloodbaths. This revolution cannot be gained through protets and demonstrations. We've tried that and each time they are suppressed. It's time we pushed back!" he exclaimed.

"Provided we both live through this, I'll pay you myself." Promised Kain.

Brendan had to make sure, "Are you the one in charge?"

"How many people will die because you want to push back?" Jessica nearly shouted. "Stop this madness before it is too late! You know that they will send in the military before long. How will you fight tanks? Aircraft?"

Lt. Col. Shaw went on the barracks PA at exactly 1800 hours.

"Attention all troops of the 5th Internal Security Battalion, as of 1732 we have received orders to move into Jonensberg and crush this revolt. All men will muster at their mobilization points by 1900 hours. Further orders will issued at that time. It's time restore order and show these malcontents the true power of the State. That is all."

"Jess, I'm not giving them weapons. My government has said they would give medical supplies, money, about ten trucks, food, tents, radios, gas, and some other stuff. Our government wants to help your country Jess. We're not trying to destroy. They're going to have to get weapons somewhere else." Chester looked Jess in the eye and put his lightly hand on her cheek. "Now I already called ten helicopters are going to drop suppplies right there." He pointed past the alleyway.

The helicopters were loaded up with supplies and making there way to Kulikovo.

Brendan had to make sure, "Are you the one in charge?"

"Close enough," said Kain, "The command structure is a little skewed, but I'm as close to being in charge as anyone else, and they generally listen to me."

Williams and his squad entered into the action, the armored truck came speeding down the road and slammed on it's brakes up the street from the police station, A JTAT helicoptor flew over the building at a fast speed.

Williams got out of the truck and said over a loud speaker,

"This is your last chance to come out and end this placing your weapons in a pile!, you will not be told again!!"

In The helicoptor there was four JTAT members ready to rope out and gain entry through the roof, the ropes dropped and men traveled down them at a fast speed touching down,

"Unit Alpha-1, we have a touchdown, i repeat we have scored a touchdown.."

Brendan saw the JTAT team coming down the street, "Here they come!" He yelled to Kain. "I'm coming in!" With that he dashed through a small opening in the barricade.

Kain shouted "This is your last chance to cease the opression. If you do not lay down your weapons our join the revolutionary forces, I will not be held responsible for what happens to you or your men after the revolution is over."

OOC: Drexel, check your TGs.

The lead column of the 5th ISB entered the city. The Battalion was mounted almost entirely in LAV III combat vehicles. As the armored vehicles moved through town people vanished from sight. Soon the hammer would fall on the rebels.

Bubba Ohyay sat next to a boarded up window-- he had a brief view outside. He didn't know how he had ended up in this country. One moment he was trying to sell fish to the local markets and the next he was sitting on the rooftops with a bunch of rebels.

He had been a sergeant in the Commonalitarianism defense forces. He was stuck in a poor neighborhood. When the riots started, he had headed for the local outdoorsman club. He knew he might have a chance there. He managed to round up several men with shotguns and hunting rifles with scopes. Stacks of ammunition lay next to them. They had been poachers in the local parks when things had gotten really tough.

Several molotov cocktails were lined up next to the ammunition boxes. They had taken over several rooftops and windows. The street was barricaded with concrete and piles of burning tires filled the streets. Many of the windows had been boarded up. Outside he could hear the sound of rioters breaking windows. People were breaking glass and carrying away television sets.

The JTAT members touched down on the roof,

"Eagle 1 to Alpha 1, overwatch in place, over"

Williams nodded and responded,

"Roger Eagle, no one comes down that street...got me?"

The team leader on the roof replyed,

"Roger Alpha.."

The man who was on the radio lock and loaded his M40 sniper rifle, the others were part of an assisting entry team that would move if the front was breached.

Williams and his team heard the warning from the rebels, Williams replyed over a loud speaker,

"It's not gonna happen like that my friend, id say i have given you the better offer....if you choose to continue the way your going now..i can't be held responcible for whats going to happen to you and the others..listen to reason.."

Jess gave Chester a hard look, but softened her expression lightly as his hand ouched her face. "Can't your government do more? If the fascists knew we had international support, they would have to back down. Please, you have to speak with your people. Maybe your government can stop the violence before it gets worse."

"There's nothing we can do Jess. If we do anymore we might start a war with Kulikovo and the current allies, but I will try to talk to my government Jess." Chester looked at her with a smile. He held her chin and made it so she looked directly at him.

She smiled a little and pressed her hands into his chest to push herself away from him. "Th- thank you," she said, turning her head away to where she had heard the shooting earlier. Looking back at him she added, "I would be grateful for anthing you can do to help prevent the fighting from getting worse."

"And as for you, Yuri. I wish you luck here, though I doubt you will last long when they send in the tanks." She said to the revolutionary who had approached them.

"I am going to find my friends in the SDS and see if I can keep them from joining this mess and getting themselves killed."

"Jess watch out I don't want you to get hurt. Also I will do anything for you. Just call me." Chester looked at her. She was beautiful, but he had to get back to work. "So Yuri the helicopters should be in here about fourty minutes. I want you to make this place ready and make it safe so no one gets hurt ok?"

Shaw's Command LAV pulled up to the JTAT command pot. Shaw jumped out, and begin barking orders. He turnded to the JTAT commander, "Report."

Willams saluted him then replyed,

"Sir, we have a team on the roof of that police station...multiple armed terrorists are barricaded inside...our course of action was not clear sir!"

"What precisely is unclear Sgt? We will storm the complex, retake the police station, and eliminate these terrorist. Is that clear enough?"

With that an entire company of shock troopers moved into position.

Shaw got on a loudspeaker on a Psy Ops LAV and addressed the barricaded rebels. "This is Lt. Col. Shaw of the Kulikovian Army. You will throw down weapons and exit the compound in 10 minutes or I will kill every single one of you treasonous dogs."

Williams saluted the Lt.Col and replyed,

"The orders are no longer unclear sir!" He saluted once more...

The Sergents men followed his example replying,

"Yes Sir!" throwing up a salute...

Jessica nodded and replied, "Be careful Chester."

She turned and began to run towards where her friends had said they'd be heading. She raced down a series of twisting alleyways and then out into an open street. She skidded to a halt and then backbeddled to collapse behind a parked car. Only a few blocks down the street was the police headquarters, outside were a number of fascist government troops. From the look of things, they were getting ready to storm the building which had been seized by rebel troops.

Swallowing heavily, she began to creep forward alongside the car. Some of her friends had been headed this way and might have gotten caught inside the building. As she observed from the darkness behind the car, she looked around for another way into the HQ. If she could get in, then they could get out before it was too late.

Shaw was busy preparing his men for the attack. He had snipers positioned to provide coverage of the entire compound. His support teams were preparing tear gas and heavy machine guns. A platoon of LAV-105s with 105mm cannons were moving into firing positions on the compound. The assault teams, equipped with MP-5s and G3 rifles were positioned behind armored shields wielded by the largest men the squad leaders could find. In Shaw's command LAV the final preparations were being made with the officers who would be leading the attack.

"Stone, your platoon has the motorpool doors. Grieves, your men have the fire door on the west side. Moore, you will command your platoon as well as Dover's, you have the font door. Michaels and Tyler, you're in reserve. Support teams, you know your jobs. Let's get to it people."

As the men dispersed Shaw spoke again. "Sgt. Williams, a word."

The five helicopter had made inside Kulikovo. Once inside the capital they made it toward the square. If anyone fire upon them they would have to fire back. They started to land slowly. Once on the ground they opened up the back and waited for the rebels to take the supplies and trucks.

Chester looked toward Yuri. "There you go."

Suddenlly, all rioters looked up. A whining sound had filled their ears.
"What the hell's goin' on?" shouted one of the younger protestors.
"Planes!!!" screamed Grompien Joe-Joe, an older one. "Bombers!!! Scatter everyone!! Scatter!!!"
The planes flew low over the city, pulling up quickly again. The rebels were shooting madly into the air.
"Wait a sec..." said Grompien. "These aren't Kulikovonian planes!"

"We have just pulled up" spoke lt. Minderbo Doonie, of the Martentopis Air Force.
"Good..." replied General Mortie Djuck, sitting in the Martentopis Military base. "Prepare for assault!"
"Gen'rl" said Mind. "y' sure we should be doin' this?"
"The dictatorship in Kulikovo has just lost power. Remember luitenant, Martentopis supports dictatorships in open arms. So shut up and bomb those citizens!!! NOW!!!!!"

Five planes swooped over the compound, opening machine-gun fire. From within the building they heard screams.
"Get ready for stage 2, over."
"copy that" said Minderbo Doonie
Then the planes re-grouped and did another swoop. This time they dropped small hand-grenades and smoke bombs. Down in the compound there was a situation of panic. Rioters were running around everywhere, no one watching where they were going.
"Okay, make way for the helicopters... pull up!!" shouted Minderbo Doonie. But just as the planes did so, the civilians attacked back. Within seconds, a plane was hurtling to the ground in flames.
"Falcon 2 is down!" screamed Minderbo Doonie. "Get outta here!!!"
"you fellas stay there!!" screamed General Mortie Djuck. "Do not move ya butts!!"

Slowly, but surely, five Black Hawk helicopters circled down onto the compound. 100 MSF (martentopis special forces) soldiers parachuted onto the roof.
"Group c this way!!!" shouted Bob Joolliehem, luitenant of the MSF. He had been specially chosen for this mission, because of his great work tackling (and shooting up) riots in his home country.
With his group he made his way down the stairs from the roof. On the upper floor of the building he found his first was of resistance. With a rattle of machine-gun fire, five of his men dropped on the ground.
"Open fire!!!" shouted Bob.
The crew opent fire at the make-shift barricade the rioters had erected. It consisted mainly of a couch, about three chairs, a table, and a few bricks.
Within seconds the barrier was de-mobilized, and group c was running dow the next flight of stairs.

With a loud crash, one of Martentopis's helicopters smashed onto the ground.
"The rioters!!" screamed one of the pilots.
Team b quickly got the task to gaurd the helicopters. They took down the rioter with a sniper who had shot the helicopter in it's fuel tank. Lining the roof, they were an easy targets for the protestors...

General Mortie Djuck was sitting anxiously, waiting for a reply from the troops in Kulikovo supporting the dictatorship there. It came a second later.
"Sir, we have already lost ten men, including the five out of twenty-five from group c, who have gone down into the compound. Waiting for orders, sir!"
The general sat there thinking. The situation was getting out of hand, he thought. Maybe Martentopis should just pull out. No, he decided. We should support dictatorships.
"Send team a to help team c," he finally replied. "Get ready to cover more aircraft that are going to come in." then he turned to his second-in-command, Gort Timbermanns.
"Send 100 more MSF... we'll see how the situation goes!"
"sir, yes,sir!"

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