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Once more unto the Beach..dear friends

“There shall be no peace in our time, to arms comrades….let loose the dogs of war and cry out the name of our Padishah Emperor as our rallying cry. Death to the our foes, LONG LIVE THE FIGHTERS, WE GIVE OUR LIVES TO THE DUNE IMPERIUM!” said Field Marshal of the Al Muslimeen Army Ali Hassan Pasha al Ghazi, on the eve of the Sino Jihad

The Sultan Palace, Istanbul, Khailfah al Muslimeen

Sultan Suleiman Al Bashir II (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/9cf28c18.jpg) was standing at one of the many hallways of the Palace, he was looking out the windows facing the Bosphorus. He was in deep thought, thinking about the future, past and present..He could stand at that stop for hours on ends, just thinking about matters that plague his tired mind. He watched the boats pass the palace by they were mainly just
Tug boats, fishing boats, ferries and etc. It was a claming sight, there was no chaos in the straits just order…such a rare thing…to see so little chaos in a place like this, the nerve center of the Khailfah.. so damn peaceful…it was just surreal for the Sultan think of it.

The Sultan was thinking back to his days as young officer in the Imperial Army, so long ago…during the days where his mentor Faruq al Mafee bin Hāni was still a AMI then OI Political Commissar within the Imperial Army. He remember one day, where Faruq and him were discussing about the latest policies of Sultan Mustafa bin Asad, the year was 1994. He remember it as happen only a few hours ago

“ Why does Sultan Mustafa bin Asad so be adamant on maintaining his iron fisted rule over the Khailfah….what happen to reformer that I always hear about from Grandfather and father…..he is already in his 90s…one would think with age comes with wisdom…but during the reign of Sultan Asad, he has maintain a iron grip of the Khailfah and suppress those who stand against his polices…what happen to the ideas of freedom of thought and minds, of the reformist era. Why has our Sultan, become a hardliner and left the ideas of Reformist era?” The young Suleiman ask Faruq

Faruq just looked at him like say the most moronic thing, that one could say and Faruq said the following

“ Listen closely, Bashir…..I don’t have all day to deal with your bloody half ass idealist logic..now let me clear some things up…oi idealism makes me sick at times…ok it here bloody goes…point one, never assume about anything on the Sultans, always use fact before jumping the bloody gun…first of all to be a Sultan, one can’t let anyone to walk over you, just as the Sultan. You have to be appear a hardliner and you have to stick to your believes. Just never back down from your stance on certain matters, so yes in a way the Sultan is a hardliner because he has to be one. Second, Sultan Mustafa is very much still a reformer, he did more for the Khailfah then any other Sultan has done since Abdul Hamid II, House of Osman…he is still reforming this nation to insure it last into the next century… Point number two, Sultan Mustafa is force to purge the Khailfah, of the factions….you know them to well oh Suleiman…he has to do it to keep order within the government at all cost…order over chaos as the saying goes. He never suppress the freedoms of thoughts and mindset, he only suppress those factions that pose a threat to the stability of our nation. He has stay loyal to the very core ideas of the Khailfah…never forget that…and now my third point, listen closely, my student don’t ever judge someone unless you have walked a day in their shoes. The post of Sultan is one of the most powerful positions in the world; you have the final say in most matters of government and etc. But with such great power comes great responsibility, you have freakin responsibility to send millions upon millions of men to their deaths, its because of you…that most of those men’s never come back homes or families…all because of you and your decision to declare Jihad against a foes of the Khailfah… do to that you bear the guilt of indirectly killing millions of your kin…you can never forgive yourself for it. What will eat at your soul the most is the fact they died for your cause…. and their dieing words are the “Allahu Akbar, long live the fighters and the Padishah Emperor.” What will get at you the most is if the Jihad fails….then all those men give their lives to you…died for nothing…and guilt will build up even more.” He pauses for a moment and continue

“What is left to say about the Sultans, oh yes…. they have to cruel, iron fisted, cunning and willing to do anything for the sake of the state in terms of stability to hold on to power…why you may ask…because you have be like that to prevent yourself from being walkover by others and to show who’s boss. Besides as the Sultan you have to do some thing that you’ll find unacceptable or just plains against your core beliefs …but you have do such actions for the sake of state….you have to suppress your feeling on the matter and just do it…there is no right or wrong…only the gray area.. what’s all you’ll be able to see..as the Sultan…sooner or later you’ll go crazy with what you had to do for the state. Sure the post of Sultan is a great honor, but comes at one great cost…your sanity…you lose slowly and over time..do the actions you have to for the state….such as ordering purges, brutally crackdowns and the list goes on and on.. The Sultan is the most lonely person on earth, no one understands what he goes thought and would understand him, they will always attack his stances and actions never completely understanding why he had to do it…always jumping the damn gun.. and that’s the bloody end of my lesson dear student, any questions?” asked Faruq

“One question….oh teacher..how do you know this?” Young Suleiman asked

Faruq replied with a classic Faruq answer

“ Don’t worry about it…I know too much on too many issues….some if I told you..I’ll have to kill you for it…so just shut up and learn your bloody lesson. Now I am off to drink some Turkish coffee, so bah.”

The Sultan thought to himself, has he look out the window…” Old Faruq…. was right on the dot…this post has cut me off in many ways…no can truly understand what’s goes thought my mind every night..not even my closet advisers or family can understand what I am going though..oh the things I am force to do that eat at my very souls….I do wonder if I am human at times…I want to look back and say to those who have died for the cause or because of me….I am sorry…I am sorry for damning you to death…but I can’t..oh why….am I damn to live with this guilt forever…as a chain to my soul who is crying out “ WHY! HAVE YOU FORSTAKE ME!”….I could never answer myself…I am slowly losing my sanity because of it..and here I am ordering more men to died for the cause and to insure this blast state stays alive…damn it all to hell…”

Then the Sultan was taken out of his train of thought, when he heard his name being called out. He quickly turn around and he saw his personal bodyguard…he never really had a personal bodyguard before, he only had some random Imperial Black Guards to watch over him. But now the Imperial Senate advises him to pick a personal bodyguard for his good and security. The Sultan looked at his guard, his name and rank was Imperial Black Guard- Captain Imad Issa (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/f57486cc.jpg), he came from Algiers, Algeria sub region of KLM North Africa, he was one of the best of the best within the Imperial Black Guard corp. For the most part, he had the look of a person who just killed someone..which was unnerving at times for the people around him, and often the Sultan was asked why he picked such a derange looking man for the job and the Sultan replied was always.” He fits the book for a bodyguard.” Then the Sultan responded to his Bodyguards,

“Yes, Captain Issa?” asked the Sultan

The Captain simply nodded his head and said

“My Sultan, the Prime Minister is here to meet you sir, he is waiting in your office. Sir.”

The Sultan sighted and he thought to himself “Agh…I already know why he is here, to just give the latest on shortfall and how much we manger to reduce it,oh fun fun from my younger brother…” Then the Sultan said

“Very well, lead the way..”

When they reached the office, the Sultan stop at his Secretary desk and began talking to her

“ So, Secretary Anna Akhmatova what’s in store for me, for today?” He asked

Secretary Anna Akhmatova (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/5b30c738.jpg) look up at the Sultan and smirked “ Well, Sultan…besides your meeting with your brother Prime Minister Uthman bin Bashir…not much officially for today. for family matters, your wife Sophia sister Amalia has arrived…”

The Sultan rolled his eyes and said” Agh…in-laws…never could get along with them…oh blast..”

“Never could get good relations with your in-laws, primarily the female ones?” asked Secretary Anna

The Sultan nodded and replied “ Apparently so.”

“ How funny…” remarked Anna

The Sultan rolled his eyes and said “Bah”

Then he walked in his office, he found his brother Prime Minister Uthman Bin Bashir (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/081600f2.jpg) sitting in a leather chair reading Collected Essays of George Orwell.

The Sultan simple took his seat and asked “ So Uthman, what essay your are reading?”

Prime Minister Uthman look up and said “ Shooting an Elephant, fitting for recent times no?”

“Indeed….so what’s latest on the shortfall?” asked the Sultan

“Well we manger to buy roughly 10 billion dollars worth of diamonds from Congo and number of other nations, and it didn’t cost us that much, since we used those worthless dollars then our dinars…apparently those nations value dollars a lot then to us who view them as worthless printed papers and we do have a large reserves of dollars from the oil sells, so it all works out. We cut down the deficit from 540 billion dinars to 530 billion dinars, which is petty good no?” replied PM Uthman

“Yes…but we still have 530 billions dinars to go…before we’re finally out of the damn defict…there goes going on the bright side of things..its been two months since Syriana incident and three months since New Albion.. my how times flies for us…we still have 22 more months in till the blast Syriana mines will be back on line..” remarked the Sultan

“22 more months as you said it…thanks to New Albion and Syriana, we’re now sending a taskforce to Terra something, some bloody far off land in the hopes of finding rare metals belts that can support our growing nations…yet again we’re what we hate the most…blasted Imperialism…oh why..” remark PM Uthman

The Sultan sighed and said “ It’s a kill or be killed world out there, my dear brother…yet I say this…we won’t be like the Imperialist pigs of other nations we know of…we won’t be like the British in Shooting an Elephant…we’ll offer these peoples our protection and help…but if needed to, we’ll use force as last item after we use up all peaceful means….”

“Good to know..wishful thinking…but good to know..” remarked Uthman

The Sultan rolled his eyes and say “ How bloody correct, el Uthman…..why is it our good intentions never work out..why is that, eh? Because we won’t draw the bloody line deep enough for them to understand…this time I draw the bloody line deep enough for them to understand…I will not stand for anything less then what I expected from them or more then that.”

PM Uthman replied” Brother I hope for our stake that…the line your drew….doesn’t get crossed…if reports break out about some brutal conquest of some random far land..that’s the last thing we need at moment with all the problems we already have at the moment.”

“ Of course…time will tell us if they cross that line or don’t…if they do…they will be hell pay for those blasts officer in charge of that taskforces for disobeying my orders..For six bloody years I press this mindset reforms for our nations….we will use logically expansion for this quest for new lands. Not some bloody irrational conquest like use to…this can be the first sign that our reforms are working , my brother…we can’t pass this up for the stake of the reforms. “ Said the Sultan
“Indeed…my brother…we shall see.” Replied PM Uthman

“So what is else is there?” asked the Sultan slightly more relaxed.

“On a personal family matter note, mother wants to do a family picture for all our families, meanings….our sisters Sophia, Fawzia ,and Nashida will take their family pictures first then us in this order, you, me and then our youngest brother Abdul Aziz…its going to be fun fun…standing in the summer sun and taking pictures in the palace courtyard..fun fun…no?” said PM Uthman

The Sultan rolled his eyes yet again and said “ Mother and her family pictures…every year we have these pictures done…oh I just can’t stand them…well on the bright sides its not the family clan pictures…agh…over 40 members of Banu Bashir Family clan taking a picture the madness of that …the reason we only do it very five years…”

“Indeed, my brother. Now I must take my leave and go back to the office…do some bloody paperwork which has been building up this past week. “ After saying that, Uthman got up and say good bye to his oldest brother, a brother which he always looked up to at times, when he was younger. But now, he seen him as a equal and a sibling.

And the Sultan was left to do review the latest reports around the Imperium…

(OOC: Coming up next, the meeting on the flagship of the taskforces heading to the lands of terra.)

OOC: Hehe, does your Imperial Black Guard- Captain Imad Issa happen to be a master of headbutting Italian players?

OOC: Hehe, does your Imperial Black Guard- Captain Imad Issa happen to be a master of headbutting Italian players?
OOC: Hehe Indeed, but please keep OOC remarks out of this IC thread please.

Imperial Expeditionary Force, on route to Terra

On Board the AMSS Rāshidūn(Rāshidūn class SD), the flagship of the Imperial Expeditionary Fleet

The head officers of the Expeditionary Forces were having dinner in one of the main dining halls of the AMSS Rāshidūn, the flagship of the Taskforce and the latest addition to the Imperial Fleet. They busy encoring the crème de la crème dinners, then Fleet Admiral Konstanitin Von Neurath , overall head of the Imperial Expeditionary Fleet tap his fork against the glass to get everyone attention, when he got it. He began to speak

“Comrades, it’s been three weeks of non stop traveling the seas, since we left the staging grounds at the Dominion of Nova Atlantis. Now we only have just two more weeks left and we will reach the lands of Terra, the undiscovered county, and my friends. A county where our grand Imperium has expand into and spread the banner of Khailfah to new lands. Once again dear friends, Once more unto the Beach for stake of our beloved Imperium! Said the Old German Fleet Admiral

All the officers clapped their hands and General Rusçuklu Cezayirli Hasan Serif Pasha rose up and said a few words


“ Indeed, once again unto the beach, old friends…once again we carry the banners of Jihads into new lands and spread the message…but with the sword..but with our hearts…we shall show these people of Terra, that we not some random brutal imperialist, but civil and peaceful power that wish to protect them from the Imperialist powers of the World like the blast Oceanians..for the stake of our nation…we go fore to these uncharted lands and look for the rare metals that our nation badly needs to exist and function..always remember that comrades.”

All the officers nodded in agreement and went back to eating their dinners

“ Fleet Admiral Neurath, I understand that you have seen a number of SSNs ahead of the fleet to collect some data on the Terran nations is this true?” asked General Jasmin Imamović, a who a well known Bosnian Marine General

“Yes, that is true…we are doing reconnaissance of these nations.. to gain some background info on them.. so far we learned their tech level around the 1960s to early 1970s….apparently they have been cut off from the outside world for quite some time…its my personal belief these nations are in for one big shock…once we get there..” stated the old Fleet Admiral
“Indeed.” Replied General Imamović

“A pity in a way…they won’t be ready to fend off the Imperialist when they come…they wouldn’t know what hit them…” said Flag Rank General Feisal Bin Abdullah, the overall commander of the Expeditionary Force, who is of Levantine Arab background

“Its kill or be killed world, gentlemen...think of it this way…the nations that we set our eyes will be spare from the Imperialist, although we can’t save them all…we can save a few…from the wrath of the Imperialist when they come..” said General Illarion Vasilievich Vasilchikov, who was a well known Russian Officer within in the Imperial Army Corp

“Indeed it is a kill or be killed world…that is why are heading to Terra, to stake our claim before anyone else can get it. Its very simple, I came, I saw, I conquered. That’s we’re going to do and there is no reason to sugar coat it gentlemen.” remarked Commodore Hiren, a infamous submarine commander, who is the commanding officer of one of Angels of Death sub groups, and a member of the Greeco-Roman minority in the KLM, he is of no relation to Senator Hiren Tiberius Claudius

“Ah, one again the frank Commodore Hiren gives us his enlighten point of view..what would we do without him…by the way..why aren’t you on board one of your beloved subs?” asked General Serif

Commodore Hiren smile and replied” High Seas Fleet Command, decide it would best for me to stay on aboard the flagship and run the submarine operations from here, its for the best..”

“ Enough with the ranting and debates about why we’re doing this gentlemen….now who wants to hear another story about my great grand father service in the High Seas Fleet at Jultland?”asked the Fleet Admiral

There was collective rolled of the eyes for most of the officers in the room, since they heard the story so many times before…

The South China Morning Post

Lew Government to donate 7.5 billion USD of palladium, platinum to KLM, plus an additional USD$20 billion of Gold. Hang Seng, Nikkei Commodities prices spike

Hong Kong-

Responding to continued economic deficits in the Khaifah al Musulmeen that have slowed stocks in the Hang Seng and Nikkei Indexes, President Lew has announced that USD$7.5 billion of precious metals consisting of Palladium an Platinum to the KLM, plus an additional USD$20 billion of Gold to the troubled region, which is facing a rebellion in its territories. The agreement, which was negotiated in secret between the UX and KLM Governments, agrees to an immediate transfer to help bring the KLM's economy, hurt by mine shutdowns, back to normal.

"We are dedicated to helping our allies in a time of need. We are also concerned about the Xenizen investor, for whom the crisis in the KLM has been detrimental. Therefore, we are committed to shipping aid as necessary," said the President in a news conference.

Reaction to the shipment, which dipped into the Xenizen precious metals, led to a rise in gold, platinum, and palladium prices, which were already raised by the previous shipment of aid to the KLM.

The Sultan Palace, Istanbul, Khailfah al Muslimeen

“After long stressful day at the office….I think to myself, finally I can relax…but no….now I have deal with in-laws …can’t a guy get a rest nowadays..” remarked the Sultan to his wife Haziqah

His wife, Empress Haziqah bin Bashir (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/Sh86.jpg), was of Moorish extract, she had black hair, she was wearing a blue hajib, with blue blouse with black long skirt. She just rolled her eyes and replied

“Oh come on, Suleiman…its not like they come all the time…..alright…once or twice week…more then that…but its family no matter..its just a dinner after all. Besides its just the Sophia sister, not anyone else..”


Right before the Sultan could reply to that, Prime Minister Uthman bin Bashir burst into the room and said “ We manger to get another deal though with Upper Xen!” He was out of breath from running to get the news to the Sultan

Captain Imad Issa just look in and asked” Can I drag him out?”

The Sultan replied “ No, Issa…its alright…” And then he turn head to Uthman “ What’s the number of the amount, again…I am bit fuzz on the details at the moment.”

PM Uthman took a moment to regain his breath and replied “ $27.5 billion worth of gold, palladium and platinum…are shipped to us at this moment..we have manger to reduce the deficit of 530 billion dinars to 502.5 billion dinars…I had to tell you right away…after I got confirmation that deal went thought.”

“Wait…what kind of a deal we’re talking about here…for these rare metals..” asked Haziqah

The Sultan answered “ We made a number of arms deals and give some interesting hardware for their subs..”

“Ah, that makes sense…I guess, so Uthman want to stay for dinner?” asked Haziqah

PM Uthman look at the Sultan, who move his eyes in a pattern (i.e secret messages) that only Sultan and Uthman knew about it, and Uthman that in-laws were here for dinner, that enough info for him to not stay for dinner. He simple smiled and said” Sorry Haziqah..I can’t stay for dinner, I’ll take a rain check for that…I have to come home and see the wife and kids…later.” With that he ran off

Haziqah just nodded and watch PM Uthman run off.

Then Sultan and her walk off to Dinner, and She remarked

“ I saw that…nice try to get one pass me..oh Suleiman dear..”

The Sultan just arch his eye brow and replied, “ Why, Haziqah…I have no idea what your talking about…”

She smiled and said” ill regular eye movement is a dead give away…”

“Oh blast…I been caught…wait…you know all this time….” Asked the Sultan

“It doesn’t take long to catch on…oh Suleiman dear..” She replied

“That’s good to know” remarked the Sultan

“Indeed and look now we’re at the dining room…” She remarked and led the Sultan into the room.

“Into the abyss.” mumbled the Sultan has he entered the dining room


At Imperial Senate building, at the same time

A number of Senators were having a tea in one of the many conference rooms of the building

“So, Khan…how’s plotting going for payback against Oceania coming along?” asked Senator Hiren Tiberius Claudius (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/6736e5c7.jpg), who is a well known statements within the Imperial Government, he was a top ranking Minster in Parliament, and Praetor for a time, before the post was disbanded.


Premier Khan Noonien Singh (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/V000628008C.jpg), second in command of the Imperial Senate. He just sink into his leather chair and sip his tea, before he replied

“They are coming along…but on hold due to what happen to Syriana…its only a matter of time.. “

“Indeed, a matter of time…but who knows…we may drop our vendetta or keep it…I have a feeling we might run into them on Terra…its just a feeling..” remarked President Ismail al-Azhari (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/SidneyPoitier.jpg), the overall head of the Imperial Senate

“Your one of the few people, who I would think as idealist…oh Ismail..” remarked Khan

“Who said, he idealist…Khan….he is just stating the fact, that we never know what’s in store for us…today enemy can be tomorrows allies …just we never know..” said Senator Hiren and he look a sip of his tea

“Indeed.” Remarked President Ismail

“But besides the point…..we still want our payback…somehow…we’re get it…one of these days…” remarked Chairmen of Imperial Senate- Mahommed Khosrev (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/mummypre4.jpg), the third in command of Imperial Senate


“Don’t we all….we’re sit and wait for the right moment to present itself and then like a snake we’re make our move and strike hard… but only in a matter of time….time is our friend, gentlemen always remember that.” Remarked the ex head of the AMI, and High Guard, the infamous Khan Noonien Singh

Imperial Expeditionary Force, on route to Terra

On Board the AMSS Rāshidūn(Rāshidūn class SD), the flagship of the Imperial Expeditionary Fleet

“Wait,…let me get this straight….so far we pick up broadcasts in Mandarin Chinese, Latin and some unknown language, which appears to native language of the regions….what the hell….so the Chinese and Romans got to this land first then?” asked Flag Rank General Feisal Bin Abdullah, after hearing the debriefing AMI officers

The AMI Eight Directorate(communication) officer remarked “ Indeed sir, may I continue the debriefing?”

“Go ahead.” Replied the Flag Rank General

AMI Officer bought up a map of the land mass on the Flat screen TV and he use his laser pointer to point the key areas

“Sir, the North East regions of the land mass appear to have a high number of people that are of Roman Background and Chinese Background, by analyzing their educational television programs…we learn that Romans came across this landmass by sheer accident around 190 AD. And the Chinese themselves came around 1420 A.D…. They make up the majority in the two most northeast regions. Both nations appear to Republics of some kinds…and have very intense rivals to reach other. It should noted they treated the natives of the land, who appear to be related to Indigenous Australians as nothing more then second class citizens. Similar what the USA once had….Jim Crow laws, as they called. Now for the Southern most regions, it was inhabited by a mix of different groups…such as Germans, French, Dutch, Romans and the natives….its very similarly to the north in turns of Jim crow laws…it reminds me of South Africa in a way. In short sir, the regions we happen to be interest in are racist to towards the natives and have pity rivals between themselves, in other words easy pickings.” Stated the officer


“ Such a lack of common respect for their fellowman will be their down fall, once we come…we’re sit everything right….and we’ll help move them from their pity tribalism and hate toward each other for the greater good….even thought…we’re following Sultan Bashir logical expansion plans…we’ll face conflict from those who don’t want change… its unavoidable for us…once we’re within one weeks range of the landmass, our massive fleet will break in two groups. One to head to northern regions and one to head to the southern regions…we’re take them both at the same time. Now, with what time we have left…let us began organizing our plan of action and if needed plan of attacked.” Said Flag Rank General Feisal Bin Abdullah

And the other officers nodded in agreement and just they began planning for the coming campaigns for a Brave New World …

One week later

The Courtyard, Sultan Palace, Istanbul, Khailfah al Muslimeen

It was early morning; the Sultan was sitting the steps of that lead up the main doors of the Palace. He was watching the Imperial Black Guards do their daily sword fighting training sessions to keep their skills sharp. The Sultan watched in silence and quietly sips his tea as the training progress. For some reason watching the Black Guards during their sword fighting training sessions, bought calm to his troubled mind. It was the fact that such a art that was so prefect in moment when everything was synchronize, but the next it can be pure chaos, one wrong moveof the hand and someone could end up wounded and get killed. Order and chaos side by side, was the factor that calmed the Sultan troubled mind. Then out of nowhere the Sultan heard a voice

“Aren’t you up bit early today?” asked the half awaked voice

The Sultan turned around and it was his other wife Empress Roxelane bin Bashir (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/EvaLongoriaX.jpg) she was wearing a green hajib, with white blouse with dark blue loose fit jeans. She was holding a cup of Arabian Coffee and one could tell, she barely awaked

The Sultan smiled and replied” I need to clear my mind…and I always find watching the guards training such a claiming item..well for me at least..sorry if I woke you up, when I got out of bed.”

She took a seat with him on the steps and replied “ Nah, its alright..I understand….” And she took a sip of her coffee and began to speak

“So what’s today plan?” she asked

The Sultan thought for a moment and replied “ You know the usually routine.. and what not…Although I am expecting a old friend to pop in today or the next few days or so…good old doctor “damn it, man”, as we use to called him…since he use that in every other sentence and that’s about it.”

She arched her eye brow and remarked “ You have a interesting bunch of friends..you know that..”

“ Indeed…my dear.” Remarked the Sultan and he rap his arm around her and they watch the guards do their mock swords fights, for those few moments…The Sultan mind was at peace for that short time, then Roxelane broken the silence by saying “ Remember the first time you entered the Office, the day..you’re appointed to the Post of Sultan. I still remember the look on your face and what you said on that day to us.. “ My dear wives, I promise you, if I still the Sultan by age sixty…I shall retire on the day I turn 60…” Do you remember that, Suleiman?” She asked

The Sultan smiled and replied “ Indeed..I do remember that day…the office still had a level of dust on it, since Sultan Mustafa bin Asad used Topkapi Palace as his place of residence and office for his long reign…he only used this palace for parties. Anyways back to point, why do you ask, my dear?”

“Just wondering…do you still plan to keep that promise to retired when you turn 60?” She asked

He thought for a moment before answering the question and replied, “ Yes, I do plan to retire at age 60….after all I don’t plan to remain at this blasted post at age 90…like Sultan Mustafa bin Asad…besides ruling a Imperium takes it total on ones mind…leading the nation though wars and crisis like this…I can’t keep on doing it forever right at this moment…my brave soldiers, go “Once more unto the Beach” for the stake of the Imperium….I don’t know how I manger it at times..but to get the point, yes I am still planning to retired at 60, my dear.”

“Good to know..” remarked Roxelane

At the same time
In the Northern Seas of Terra landmass

After getting into range of the landmass, Imperial Expeditionary Force broke into two groups as planned. The Expeditionary fleet consisted about 10 fleet groups, was divided into two separate groups consisting of five fleet groups each. One group was assigned to Northern regions of Terra and the other one was assign to Southern regions of Terra. After that, the two groups dispatch the Imperial Government emissaries on first contact to the two nations that the Imperium was dead set on getting one way or another.

On Board the AMSS Rāshidūn(Rāshidūn class SD), the flagship of the Imperial Expeditionary Fleet “First Group”
Fleet Admiral Konstanitin Von Neurath was in a video conference with Rear Admiral Curzon, who his second in command of the fleet and the commanding officer of the second group.

“Rear Admiral, has the emissaries made contact with local government in your area,yet?” asked the Fleet Admiral

Flat screen TV image was fuzzy at best, do the fact second group was riding thought a massive storm..

“Yes, Fleet Admiral…my emissaries has made contact with Republik des Kaps…that’s what they call their nation…Ambassador Harun Al-Amin is making good progress with them so far, in terms of a first meeting…have you made contact with the nation in north yet, Fleet Admiral?

“Indeed, we have made contact with the nation know as the Republic of Nova Romulus …Ambassador Vizier Dr. Asad al Bashir has already meet their Praetor and it also went well so far…he’ll going to have meeting with him tomorrow…” replied the Fleet Admiral

“Wait….the Sultan cousin was along was with us the whole time..and I didn’t about it?” asked the Shocked Rear Admiral

“Indeed…but we had to keep it secret because, the Vizier requested not to be disturbed during the course of the trip , and we respected his wish and assign him to one of the civilians science vessels that along with the fleet, so he can avoid being seen by our officers..” answer the Fleet Admiral

“Explains a lot…well Sir, I must cut our meeting short, the storm is forcing me to do so…in till our next meeting sir.” Said the Rear Admiral and then the screen went black

“In till then my comrade.” Replied the Fleet Admiral

The Republic of Nova Romulus, Terra

Vizier Dr. Asad al Bashir (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/murphy.jpg) walked though the marble hallways of the Republic Capitol Building, he was on his way to meet the Praetor of Nova Romulus and work out the last key points for the protectorate treaty of Nova Romulus. The Vizier was dress in black suit with a black tie. He was one of a well-known and respected Vizier Bayezid al Bashir, one of the uncles of Sultan Suleiman al Bashir II; just he was the first cousin to the Sultan. Yet it wasn’t the fact he was related to the Sultan, that got him the post of Vizier, it was the fact that he was statesman and often spoke out about injustices within the Khailfah, just the people respected enough to elect him to the post of Vizier and take a seat in the House of Viziers. But today, he was the Ambassador of the Imperium to Nova Romulus, his orders were simple get the government of this fair nation to join the Imperium by first becoming a protectorate then a full out Dominion of the Imperium.

When the Vizier finally reaches the office of the Praetor, he had to state his business in Latin, which he spoke fluently. After stating his business the Praetorian Guards allow him to enter the office

The old pale Praetor rose to his feet to welcome the Vizier and spoke to him in Latin

“Vizier Bashir, its good to see again.” He said

Vizier Asad smiled and replied, “ It is good to see you again, Scipio Tiberius Gracchus, Praetor of the Nova Romulus.”

The Praetor smiled and replied “ You have learn our formal greeting in such short amount of time…its shocking in a way..”

“Indeed, I always had a interest in learning other cultures ways of greeting each other, its an hobby of my to learn such things.” Replied the Vizier
“ Now to get back the matter at hand…I have review the treaty of protectorate with Consul Aisin-Gioro Ch’I-ying , we have agree it best for our nation to accept your nation offer of protection from the Imperialist powers that you spoke of…all we ask…what will happen to our government after we become a protectorate of your Imperium?” He asked

The Vizier thought for moment before replying

“Your government will remain as is, just you shall keep your job as Praetor of your fair nation, the only changes that will happen that our forces will began to land and garrison the region, and work along side your forces to defend it. Also we’re began the process of upgrading your infrastructure to being up to par with our nation levels, also we’re began a massive investment program to help your nation economy to growth and bloom within in short period of time.”

The Praetor nodded and asked “ When will our nation be allow to join the your Imperium as a Dominion, how long would it take two to five years or more?”

“Its depends on how far your progress and other factors…we shall deal with that when the time for such things as come up.” Replied the Vizier

“Alright then…I must give your nation some forwarding before I formally agree to terms of this treaty and sign it. The Chinese Regions have agree to this treaty, the Roman Regions have agreed to this treaty…yet the natives of this land will reject it…they live mostly in the frontiers regions…best to keep a eye out for them. With that done, I here by agree to the terms set forth by the Khailfah al Muslimeen Imperial Government for being protectorate of that nation.” Said Praetor, then he signed the treaty into effect

Vizier Bashir remark to his forwarding

“ It is dually noted, Preator and welcome to the Imperium..expect the first waves of troop to began landing within the next week or so. With that sir, I bid you a good bye for now.” And the Vizier got up and left the room


In the South, The Republic of the Cape a similar treaty was signed into effect.

All within a week, the first elements of the Imperial Expeditionary Force began landing and set up their bases of operations within the newly added Protectorates of The Cape and Nova Romulus..Just KLM latest set of conquest, has began..it was only matter of time, before the military will be used to crush those who stand against the KLM dreams.

Sultan Office, Sultan Palace

The Sultan was in his office, busy with reading the latest reports from the two new protectorates in Terra Recedentia, He thought to himself as read the reports from officials in the area.” These two bloody protectorates better have what we’re looking for…if they don’t have the rare metals…well then..we’re have some bloody dilemma to deal with…oi….think happy thoughts..” Then his secretary began to talked thought the intercom interrupted the Sultan train of thought. She said the following

“Sultan Bashir, Flag Rank General Dr.Qasim Varinius Ioannis, head of Imperial Army Medical Services Corp. is here to see you, shall I send him in?” She asked

The Sultan presses the intercom and replied, “ Send him in”

With that, the doors open and came in a Flag Rank General dress in a olive green uniform, his skin was fairly tanned do the fact he been out in sun for sometime, during his service. He was a member of the Greco-Roman Minority, which number in a few million and plus he was a Greco-Roman Muslim, which made him more unique. He had green eyes, and light brown hair, which was now becoming brownish gray since he was in his early 40s. He just made his way to leather seats and took his seat and said

“ So Sultan Suleiman al Bashir II, how you been you old crazy SOB..”

The Sultan smiled and replied “Well, isn’t it the same old Doctor Ioannis…known for his frank remarks to anyone, regardless rank or position…how’s the family and I am doing petty good…how about yourself?”

“Damn right, I am still that well known frank SOB and the wife and kids are doing…and how I am doing petty well if I must say…. those lazy fuckers at the General Staff finally got around to promote me to this rank and give me the post as the head of Imperial Army Medical Services Corp, since apparently I am one of the best military doctor around in the Imperial Arm forces…in other words the damn morons give me a desk job in Istanbul and away from the Subcommand Front of Turkistan...in other words…your going to see me around more often…” said The Doctor

“Indeed…its been what…six years since we last worked together…. ah back in the days, when I was just a General out in the then Turkistani Front …damn those were the days no?” remarked the Sultan

“Ah the good old days…compare to now…those days were less fuckin complex.” remarked the Doctor

“So what beings you here old friend…besides the facts you’re here to just visited…I know you too well to just visted..what’s on your mind…old friend?” asked the Sultan

The Doctor face turn serious and replied “ Aye, that is true my old friend…I am here not just to visited you…I am here to see how your mind is holding up with past…you know what I mean...Suleiman, don’t bullshit me…of all the people you can bs to…you can’t do it to me…we known each other for so long and fought side by side…our regiments were kin to each other… your Vanguard regiments and my Typhoon regiment…we both lost most of the people knew in our regiments. But I made out without having heavy mental scaring from the lost, but for your case..you still have those old scars….which still haven’t heal from …it took me eight years to come to terms with happen to my regiment…its right for you, damn it…you must come to terms or sooner or later..it will build up to the point..where your body can’t take it anymore and shuts down.”

The Sultan was flabbergasted at what the Doctor said to him, it triggered something in his mind…he took a few moments to reply

“Damn it man…I told you what happen…back then…I told what I did…. I still can’t forgive myself for done…..damn it all…man…I was force to order 400 soldiers of my own regiment to remain behind stall the enemy long enough for other ten regiments to get evac out of the war zone.. I order them to died….I didn’t give them a choose to do it out of their free will…I killed them damn it…all I am murderer…I killed them for the greater good…some of them had families or were about to get married…and I told them to died…where they stood…I remember the exact words I told the poor souls…they were my friends..damn it…”

Tears began running down the Sultan face and continue “ I told them Gentlemen…I am force to order you to stay behind for the greater good…you must fight to the death here to allow the ten regiments to get out of the area in order to prevent a total loss…that’s what I bloody told them….I wanted to stay with them.. but I had orders to remain with my regiment and keep order within it during the retreat….I should have say…I am sorry to order you all to your deaths…but I didn’t say…that…and now it eats at me…I never said …I AM SORRY..to them..and now its too late….their all dead because of me.… that bloody day was longest in my live…by the time we reached the train station…the bloody enemy had catch up and were attacking us from the rear…we didn’t have enough time to fill all the train carts with soldiers…we were force to get the train moving or face a superior enemy which could have killed us…..I was on the last train car..I was trying my best get as many soldiers into the car…then I heard my commanding officer yell on that day…” Major Bashir…we have no choice close and lock the doors, we must get out here now…or the shells will be landing on the train, you are here by order to seal the doors now!”…just some soldiers and myself sealed the door…and I heard soldiers pounding on the door…screaming and yelling to let them in…we had our orders and had to no choice to obey…when the train finally started moving…we heard the enemy machine gun fire.. and from that point on….we realize…that we damn our comrades to their deaths….we had no bloody freakin choice…if we had keep the door opened..we wouldn’t be able to get the train moving…later on that day..I found out we left 200 men behind to get slaughter by our foes…I didn’t say am I sorry…I can’t let you in…I wanted so badly to open the bloody door and try to get a few more in…and save a few more souls…I should have done it damn it all….” Then he slammed his fist against the table with tear running down his face and the Doctor watched in silence, then the Sultan began speaking again

“One would think my ordeal would end by at the train station, oh no it wouldn’t by the time we got our base camp….we found out ten officers in a fit of rage after hearing how the enemy slaughter our comrades at the train station…they went into the POW holding camps with full automatics and killed the bloody pigs for their crimes roughly 20 POWs killed as payback…but such a crime is not taken lightly by our arm forces, the OI Political Commissars arrest them and right when I came in, he order me to lead the firing the squad….when I took command of the squad and stare at the rouge officers….I reorganize them…they were my kin…my best friends….DO YOU KNOW HOW HORRIBLE it is…to killed your best friends…even thought they did a capitol crime against the state…but to lead the squad to kill them….that’s just too much damn it.. I didn’t say nothing...all I say…was “FIRE” and I watched all ten of them died from the being hit by many bullets.. its such a cruel thing to killed the person you call you friend…such in a way.. deep down…I can never forgive myself for that… by the end of the day, we won that battle with cunning counterattack, overall losses were about 18,000 KIA or MIA…its was one hell of bloody battle, roughly four regiments were destroyed completely and eight regiments loss up to 50 percent of their soldiers, including my.. throughout that night after the battle, roughly 10 regiments commanders killed themselves for making it out while their men under their command all but died…or some it was just too much to see most of their men gone…one of those commander was Flag Rank Commander Tiberius…the reason he killed himself, was because he just found one his younger brother was one of them 400 men he order to stay behind and fight to the death…when it news reach him that his brother was dead…it hit him very hard…he had order the death of his kin..he just went insane we try to stop…but it was too late when we reach him…he pulled the trigger right when he enter and blew his brains out….You seen Doctor…what I have to live with…I have to live with the fact…I order men to died…I have to live with the bloody fact…I sealed the freakin door and let them died at the train….I am the one who order the firing squad to kill my best friends…I watched my best friend and commanding officer kill himself and I say nothing……I am guilt of all the above..I murdered them all for the greater good…damn it to hell…. damn it all….it was my first year within the standing army also…All I wanted to say is I am sorry for damning you to death…or sorry about you loss of your brother…but no damn it all I suppress my emotions and carry out my orders…damn it all ” Sultan broke down crying…he kept that locked up inside of him for such a long time…that when he finally spoke out about it…he just broken down from point

The Doctor finally said something “ There is saying “ War is a hell” and for your case that single day was living hell…you feel guilt for your actions…you didn’t do them out of free will…your under the impression that YOU did it…but you didn’t….you were just merely following order, those were necessary such as doing the delay action, by ordering those to men to stay behind…closing the doors to the train in the order for the train to move out, since they couldn’t wait any longer or they would have been destroy or even worsted get captured.. it had to be done..and as for the executions of those officers, it had to be done. They broke the most sacred edict of war..” Thou shall not harm the POWs.” And the crime for killing POWs is death by firing squad on the spot…it is most unfortunate that those men were your friends, yet they broke the law just they had to face the punishment for their crimes. As for watching your friend Tiberius shot himself…there is no words to explain such a traumatic event….damn it man you did what you were told, if any of us were in your shoes would have done so…remember that man…I made to talk about this traumatic event, so help release the pain you been feeling for all these long years…if you kept this feelings repressed for any long…you’ll have a massive breakdown or your body will release the stress by other means like a heart attack or something.”

The Sultan regains his composed and said “ Thank you, old friend….its been so long since I last told anyone about that day..I know I was just follow orders…they had such a profound impact on me….ever since then…I feel pain whenever I see the total losses from these campaigns I call for …for the sake of the Imperium we do it…you read the report on when I had that breakdown just before the Sino Jihad ?”

The Doctor nodded and said “ Yes, I read the classified report…you said that you couldn’t live with it anymore, with the nightmares of those you ordered to died or you had to leave behind…yes I read that report..”

Sultan replied “ Indeed..I felt…the need to redeem to myself…so I went to the Fronts of the Sino Jihad and lead other veterans like me in battle…we wanted to died for the cause and end our suffering…but it never works that way…most of us made it out alive and were force to live with our demons. As for me…I have to come to terms with the events of that day…none of this leaves this room..is that understood?”

The Doctor nodded and replied “ Rest assured what is said…. will never leave this room.”

“ Good , I must deal with this alone….I can’t let other stress about it at all cost….” Said the Sultan

“Definitely…now to move to another topic, as the head of the Imperial Arm Forces branches, you’ll going to see me at your staff meeting with the heads and sub heads of the arm forces with that, my friend..I’ll take my leave…remember don’t keep such feeling repress for such a long time..they have a habit of coming back at you…remember that my old friend.” Said the Doctor and he left the room to let the Sultan reflect on all that he had done on that day…the faces ,sounds…the slights were coming back to him….for once in his life…his soul was no longer screaming in pain , it was content for the moment.

Roughly Two Months after Nova Romulus and The Republic of Cape became protectorates of the KLM

Location Remus, Nova Romulus

The city of Remus was at the major inland city within Nova Romulus, it was the second largest city within the Republic, and the first being Romulus, the capital of the Republic. Remus was also on the banks of the river, just making it a major trading post and waterway for the Republic. It was now the base of operations for ground and air forces of the Imperial Expeditionary Force, while the navy chooses to make its base of operations at the major port city of Pontus, which was base at the mouth of the Provincia river and another port city was made for base of operations for the sub fleet, that city was in the Chinese regions of Nova Romulus, the city was called Putian.

Just outside of the Remus, two major air force and army bases were under construction, there was an endless row of tents and ready-made buildings place thought out the bases. Construction crews were busy building up the bases and keeping pace with the timetables set by the General Staff at Istanbul.

At the one of the tents, the commanding officers of the land and air corps of Imperial Expeditionary Force were busy reviewing field reports. The tent was full of LCD screens, which being constantly updated with the latest information ranging from combats reports to weather reports.

“ Gentlemen, I would like to start this meeting by saying…we might have found number of precious metal deposit in the mountain ranges to south, we don’t what type of looking at the moment, our geologist are looking into that matter. We’re find out for sure within a week or so, also our garrisons in the Republic of the Cape, have just found out there is massive diamond deposit in the area and which had already a small mine in the area. Just Gentlemen, we might fulfill one of our goals of gaining more precious metal deposits for the Imperium and to prevent incident like Syriania form happening again.” Said The Overall Commander of the Imperial Expeditionary Force Flag Rank General Feisal Bin Abdullah

“That’s good news, at least one of our goals has been reached….now all we have to worry about is the natives in the frontier regions being uppity…as expected…at least our men get to see some actions in this bloody basted far off land…” remarked General Rusçuklu

“Isn’t that the truth…we all done since we got to this forsaken land is explore and do building projects….some actions would do us good in the long run..” remarked General Illarion Vasilievich Vasilchikov

“ That reminds me…how many troops are we going to deploy to frontier regions?” asked General Jasmin Imamović

“We sending the 5th Army corp. and the 9th Black Legion Army, so about 8 divisions of regular and Black Legion troops plus 6 local divisions of three Nova Roman Legions and three Romulus Chinese Divisions, so in total 80,000 Imperial Troops and 60,000 local troops from the Protectorate Defense Forces…all under the command of General Alexander Karatheodori Pasha, its going to major operation against the rebellious locals …we’re take them out all in one shot..besides we may as well use the “ Great” Republic of Nova Romulus army for something besides standing around and helping us build things…we already started the process of amalgamation of their arm forces in our own..its going to take time…but its needed in order of this region to become a dominion of the Imperium… to scure our holding from Oceanians to the south.” remarked The Flag Rank General

“Rebels to the west and Oceanians to the South..fun stuff..isn’t….I love to take five army corps. to the south and roll out those bloody…breadfruit eating morons…but thanks to that non aggression pact we signed with them…just we can’t mowed them down…like the pigs they are….oh I would give for that day..” remarked Major General Mihai-Razvan Ungureanu , overall head of Paratroop Corp for the Expeditionary force

“Don’t we all wanted payback, old friend…we shall have our revenge…soon…and maybe you get to carry out your wish…time will tell..” replied General Rusçuklu

The Major General smiled and remarked “ Why, General Rusçuklu ..how I do suspect…you have something in the work..for this matter.”

The General smiled and replied “ You shall see….one doesn’t tell out his ticks when its only just getting started…”

“Oh enough bugging General Rusçuklu about his plans..leave him be…besides we must keep watch on these pesky Oceanians, that’s why I am deploying four Mountain Inf. Regiments from 13th Army Corp along the mountains to insure that no Oceanains gets in our line of control…also Gentlemen…next week is Veteran Week…make necessary preparations for the service on next Saturday., This meeting is over.” Said the Flag Rank General

Location Cape City, The KLM protectorate of Republic of Cape, southern most regions on Terra Recedentia

Ambassador Harun Al-Amin was sitting the in office of Prime Minister Friedrich Hennicke, having tea with the leader of Republic of Cape; they busy discussing the latest events for the Cape and future of the region.

“Ambassador Al-Amin..my government request to know when is the earliest date set for our nation to join your Imperium as Dominion?” asked the Prime Minister

The old Ambassador took a deep sip of his tea and answer “ Its very long process, Prime Minister..it depends on many factors..it could take up 10 to 20 years for most cases or it can happen within five years…as I said Prime Minister..it depends on many factors….why does your nation want to join the Imperium as the Dominion is the foremost factor for us to evaluate your application for Dominion.”

“Well, Ambassador …our nation is strategically location in area that insure your control and domination of most of the southern half of the Terra Recedentia , also we are rich in terms of mineral wealth and can be a great addition to your nation Lastly, our nation has welcome your people with open arms….we are happy to be reunited with our Eurasian brothers.” Answer the Prime Minister

The Ambassador took a deep beat and said

“In due time, Prime Minister….its up to the Imperial Government to decide the timetable for a protectorate becoming a dominion, your nation still has a way to go in terms of reforms and progress on the social level…just I can’t give you a exact timetable on the matter…therefore we’re deal with it as comes, is that understood, Prime Minister?”

The Prime Minister nodded in agreement and said “ There is no reason to rush this matter after all we have all the time in the world do so.” He knew what the Ambassador meant by social reforms..the KLM wanted his nation to reform its laws against the natives..he knew it was going a long time for such reforms to come in effect, just delaying his nation hopes to become a dominion within a few years..not unless he could push the reforms thought and enact them.

Then Ambassador took a sip of his and looks out the window, the Prime Minister citadel had a good view of the harbor, out in the harbor. The old Ambassador could see the ships of 8th Flag fleet of the Imperial Fleet, patrolling the waterways and escorting the latest patch of cargo ships from KLM into, these ships were carrying mining equipment and personal from Al Muslimeen Joint Stock Mining Company, the equipment and personal on their way to interior of the Cape, where the diamond mines were located, so that they began upgrading the mining infrastructure. Ambassador look out more in the ocean and he saw more transports were on their way…changes was happening to the Protectorates whether they liked it or not.. A change for these protectorates was set in motion. Only time will tell how change will affect the peoples of Nova Romulus and the Cape, in till then it will be wait and see..

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La Compañía Media Azteca

TENOCHITILÁN, Aztlán

The Premier of the Aztec National League, Quetzalcoatl Nochtli (http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y50/Spectrechris/randy_castillo.jpg) has been given the authorization by the Tlatocayotl Tlactli (the High Soviet Senate) to approve of a treaty with the ANL's long time if not surprising ally, the Khailfah Al Muslimeen. The Premier Nochtli had this to say at his daily media briefing,

This is another example how two nations with radically different cultures and governments can unite in friendship and help each other. The KLM will benefit economically; the ANL will benefit technologically and structurally. In the end, both nations will be better able to keep their responsibilities to their people.

When asked about his personal feelings regarding the nation, Premier Nochtli said,

I have a respect for the people of the KLM. I'm also good friends with Sultan Bashir of the KLM; in this world of backstabbing, it's good to have friends you can trust."

Although such approval is virtually guaranteed with the Premier's party, the Socialist Labor Party, and their allies, the Soviet Republican Party, have every Seat on the Senate and completely dominate the moderate Federalist Union Party and the conservative Libertarian Confederate Party in the High Soviet Congress, the Premier worried that this treaty may have been too ambitious, and for good reason. In this deal, over $100 billion dollars in gold and other rare metals mined in Aztlán will be traded for KLM medical technology - which is considered to be some of the most advanced in the world, experimental hydrogen fuel cell technology and working co-operatively in terms of intelligence. The Chief Majority Leader of the Tlatocayotl Tlactli, Jorge Arroyo (SLP-México) said,

The Premier had the right to be nervous...With the conflict going on in Panama and around the world, there was the possibility that the Senate could've shut this thing down...Fortunately, they did not.

The Libertarians, which do not hold a single seat in the 24 member Tlatocayotl Tlactli, were not happy about the trade. Their highest elected leader, Congressman Sergio Garcia of the embattled Panama, had this to say,

If the Premier is so concerned about the well being of his nation, he must begin to focus on why people are rebelling violently and demanding independence in one of the most important economic centers in the ANL.

The Tlatocayotl Tlactli approved the treaty unanimously. Although usually not involved with the trade deal process, the High Soviet Congress approved of it in a rare move (since this will also affect Aztec mining, medical, engineering and internal operations) by a 251-124 vote. The trade deal will take affect immediately.

Putian Naval Base, Putian, Chinese Regions of Nova Romulus, KLM Protectorate

In initial meetings with the Nova Romulus government, the KLM ambassadors got the impression that there were only Romans, Mandarin Chinese and Natives, but when KLM envoys and arm force officers we’re shock to see Muslims Chinese in the Chinese regions of the Nova Romulus, they made up at least 30 percent of the Chinese Population and were of Hui ethnic group, they mostly kept to themselves within the Chinese region, that was why the KLM officers didn’t know about them right off the bat. Yet it was a welcoming sight for the KLM forces to know they have a well establish community of Muslims in such a far off land. They explain to the KLM officials, their regions were founded in 1400s by Zheng He fleet and other Chinese fleets that came by, as time went by. It was very surreal for the KLM officers to attune seeing their more of their kin in a far off land, being cut by from any outside contact.

As the ZSCS Asian Dawn was tug into port, the crew of ship notices the massive KLM navy station in the area. Also there was massive on going construction just outside the city itself, a new naval bases was under construction in order to give the Submarines of the Imperial High Seas Fleet a base of operation in the area. When the ship finally docked, the Resident KLM Naval officer for the region greeted the Captain of the Asian Dawn; he was Commodore Sayyid Ajjal al Ebrahim bin Habibi, He was of Turkistani background

“Captain Hernando Mendes, how are you…I trust your trip to hear was fine and also, I hope we can get you back home without any trouble.”

Putian Naval Base, Putian, Chinese Regions of Nova Romulus, KLM Protectorate

In initial meetings with the Nova Romulus government, the KLM ambassadors got the impression that there were only Romans, Mandarin Chinese and Natives, but when KLM envoys and arm force officers we’re shock to see Muslims Chinese in the Chinese regions of the Nova Romulus, they made up at least 30 percent of the Chinese Population and were of Hui ethnic group, they mostly kept to themselves within the Chinese region, that was why the KLM officers didn’t know about them right off the bat. Yet it was a welcoming sight for the KLM forces to know they have a well establish community of Muslims in such a far off land. They explain to the KLM officials, their regions were founded in 1400s by Zheng He fleet and other Chinese fleets that came by, as time went by. It was very surreal for the KLM officers to attune seeing their more of their kin in a far off land, being cut by from any outside contact.

As the ZSCS Asian Dawn was tug into port, the crew of ship notices the massive KLM navy station in the area. Also there was massive on going construction just outside the city itself, a new naval bases was under construction in order to give the Submarines of the Imperial High Seas Fleet a base of operation in the area. When the ship finally docked, the Resident KLM Naval officer for the region greeted the Captain of the Asian Dawn; he was Commodore Sayyid Ajjal al Ebrahim bin Habibi, He was of Turkistani background

“Captain Hernando Mendes, how are you…I trust your trip to hear was fine and also, I hope we can get you back home without any trouble.”

Mendes replied in a gruff Macaunese accent, "It was much better than the journey to this distant land to be sure. For that, I'm grateful to find people we can recognize as friends."

He then turned and said, "Aye, perhaps you can bring me home without trouble, and with some speed, not to impose. The natives of that area want to establish contacts with my employers if at all possible, with my government if that is better. And I am no diplomat."

He then turned and said, "Aye, perhaps you can bring me home without trouble, and with some speed, not to impose. The natives of that area want to establish contacts with my employers if at all possible, with my government if that is better. And I am no diplomat."

" I see...I belive there is cargo transport heading to your parts of the world within the next 12 hours, it will take about two weeks to get Upper Xen from here..but that's the best I can offer you, Captain." replied Commodore

" I see...I belive there is cargo transport heading to your parts of the world within the next 12 hours, it will take about two weeks to get Upper Xen from here..but that's the best I can offer you, Captain." replied Commodore

Mendes replied, "That is fine. What of the Dawn?"

Mendes replied, "That is fine. What of the Dawn?"

" Dawn can stay here, and we're keep an on eye on it for you, if you wish or you can leave some of your men over to watch it over, if you want." said Commodore

Sultan Office, Sultan Palace, Istanbul, Khailfah al Muslimeen

The Sultan and Grand Vizier Mehmed Pasa Sokollu (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/7bcc8e31.jpg) were busy reviewing the reports from all over the Khailfah…

“Well..its good to be back from all international summits for two freakin months and all this shit happens anyways back to the report… lets see the new protectorates seem to be doing well and oh goody we manger reduce the gold shortfall from 502.5 billion dinars to 402.5 billion dinars thanks to 100 billion dinars worth of gold from ANL…in exchange for our medical technology and joint ventures with AMI…. Well that was good deal…we have come a long way from 640 billions dinars and we manger get it down to 402.5 billion dinars…” remark the Grand Vizier

“Indeed, plus the stabilization of Syriana Mines is progressing ahead of the schedule, it going to be reopen six month earlier then expected…just we only have six more months before we regain the mines of Syriana and then we can go back to planning out our war of revenge against the Oceanians…. we’re let think…that we drop the matter…. but when the time is right…we the unforgiving will go forth and seek our right of revenge for the wrongs they commit against us..” said the Sultan, KLM was never going to drop its vendetta against Oceanian..they won’t drop it intill, the vendetta has been settled, that the policy on such matters for the KLM.

“Aye…the sooner we have the Syriana mines…the better for our long term goals of getting back at Oceanians...and plus our two new protectorates have the rare metals we been looking for now…for Nova Romulus, we have an Platinum mine in the protectorate, which when fully upgrade can reduce our depends on Syriana by five percent and also the Republic of Cap, has a major diamond..which can be very profitable for us in the long run. At least we manger to meet our main goal in terms of finding new rare metal deposits, Also we might find gold in Nova Romulus….we’re still trying to find the exact location for it…we’ll find it soon.” Reported the Grand Vizier

“Good to hear…anyways…we must make ourselves to known to other nations on Terra….tell our envoys in the region to began sending out emissaries to native states…also tell our envoys to send a group of emissaries to Oceanian colony in the south…so to speak let us…stop by and said hello to our archrivals in a civil matter…” said the Sultan

“ It shall be done, my Sultan.” Replied the Grand Vizier

" Dawn can stay here, and we're keep an on eye on it for you, if you wish or you can leave some of your men over to watch it over, if you want." said Commodore

Mendes then coughed to clear his throat, and then he said, "I may leave me XO here, with some of my trusty guards. They'll watch the boat. No worries."

He privately worried about how to explain the situation to the Zhang-Sakura men. ZS hated cargo being lost, and needed almost ironclad, perfect explanations as to why-which nobody seemed to offer, though they tried. Meh. Hopefully the promise of a new land would be enough to forgive him...besides...he didn't lose the cargo, really. He'd be fine.

Two Months later

Location KLM Arm Forces Base, Remus, Nova Romulus, KLM Protectorate

The commanding officers of the land and air corps of Imperial Expeditionary Force were having a meeting to review the latest orders from the General Staff and the latest events to happen in the region.

“Well gentlemen…first matter of business, is the latest reports from General Alexander Karatheodori Pasha out in the frontier regions, its been nearly one month and two weeks since his forces were deploy in the frontier regions and there has no incidents between his forces and the natives…apparently the natives have frightened by the sheer might of our arms forces…they are now have ask for peace terms with Nova Romulus government and have shown their willingness to work with us…in other words…they rather live another day then to get burn and glassed..” remarked Overall Commander of the Imperial Expeditionary Force Flag Rank General Feisal Bin Abdullah

“So they rob us of our only chance to fight….are we to be damn on this new world , with no conflicts?” asked
General Rusçuklu

“ Indeed, the only action we saw….when we first came here…was landing our troops….all we been doing here for the past four and half months is just build up the region..nothing more nothing less…which leads me to the point what’s the need of having such a large force over here if they are going to sit around all day..” remarked Major General Mihai-Razvan Ungureanu

“ That’s beings me to my second point, Major General…the General Staff shares the same thoughts with you on the matter…. since these two new protectorate have relative stable and have show no signs of rebelling against our rule, therefore there is no need to maintain our massive expeditionary force in this far off land, just they have set up timetable for our units to return home. The first wave to return home will be the Marine Corps and Paratroop corp. , then the army corps and everyone else afterwards all within a eight month period But the General Staff also has noted, that the officially Imperial Garrison of these two protectorates will be well establish by the time all our units leave the this landmass and head back home. These Imperial Garrisons will be smaller then the Expeditionary Force, yet still able to defend the regions and hold their own long enough for a Imperial Taskforce to come in and save the day so to speak….also the General Staff informs me…that these protectorates of ours will become Dominions within the next twelve months…do their territorial value to the Imperium.. just a note of interest….I would say..” remarked the Flag Rank General

“ I see..so coming back home for the vendetta war against Oceania then….since we’re need all the units we can get our hands on for that war…yet…I don’t see such a war happening within the next 24 months at the very least..” stated General Jasmin Imamović

“Undeniably its most likely for the vendetta war….yet it should be noted…even though with Syriana mines being back in within the next six months…we won’t jump right away and attack Oceania….are waiting for that right moment to strike….yet the formula has changed recently do to our latest expansions and Syriana incident… odds are we won’t draw our swords so to speak to get our vendetta served against Oceania….there are other ways…to get back at them…peaceful means….” The Flag Rank General looked directly at the General Rusçuklu when said that…the General just a made a wolfish grin and nodded in agreement

“ Now back to the point, 100,000 citizens in total of the Imperium have arrived so far in these two protectorates in total…they are members of the first waves to come to the protectorates… it is our utmost duty to defend our citizens while we are still here…our second goal is to help train a new officer corps for the local defense corp. in order to create our future dominion officer corps…. also we must work with Imperial Garrison corps, when they start coming and help them adapt to these regions..that’s about it.. This meeting is dismissed” said the Flag Rank General

A Brief overveiw of the Protectorates

The City of Cape, was becoming a gateway of settlers, most of the new arrivals were coming from the European Union and Nova Atlantis Dominions, the ones that came from the EU Dominion mainly made up of Moors, Spaniards, Portuguese, French, Italians, Germans, Dutch and Africans(From KLM Africa regions). As for those that were from Nova Atlantis Dominion region of Neo Great Britain, they those settlers were of British background. The other two gateways were in Nova Romulus; the first was the Port of Ostia in the Roman Regions of Nova Romulus, the new arrivals going that area, were mainly Middle Eastern backgrounds (Turks, Arabs, Kurds, Persians), Africans,Italians and Germans. As for the other gateway, which was Putian in the Chinese Regions of Nova Romulus, which new arrivals for that area were mainly East Asians, Asian Indians and Middle Eastern backgrounds. Roughly 10,000 people were arrival per week to all three gateways on their way to make news lives for themselves in the Protectorates. The current census data for Nova Romulus and the Cape is 26 million for Nova Romulus and 14 million for the Cape. It was predict that the populations for the two protectorates will grow by 20 fold by the end of the decade at current rates. Which the Protectorates more dead set on becoming Dominions as soon as possible, then to remaining a mere protectorate of the Imperium.

Soon the Protectorates will have their wish to become Dominions fulfill in a matter of time, the Imperial Senate has approved of their applications to become Dominions of the Imperium, yet the Imperial Senate set fore a number of conditions that the Protectorate governments must meet within a period of time, before they could be allow to become Dominions. One of the conditions was the Protectorate legal system must in line with KLM legal system, another was social reforms in order to get rid of Jim Crow like laws.

In some kind of convoluted logic, the Khailfah al Musilmeen was lucky that its mineral crisis had occured when it did. Whenever a nation was in desperate need of precious metals, there are certain places in the world one looks instinctively. One such locale, and possibly the first choice, is the southern third of Africa, at this point in history dominated by the Imperial Commonwealth of Malkyer. Zimbabwe, Namibia, South Africa, and Botswana were are filled with incalcuable caches of mineral resources: between them, eighty percent of the world's diamonds and sixty percent of its gold.

For several months, Malkyer's African colonies had been gripped in the bloody throes of a terrorist insurgency. But over the past six weeks, fighting had calmed, and many mines were working on almost full-capacity. And so, now, the Imperial Commonwealth was able to help its longtime allies in the KLM.

Over eighty-eight billion crowns (US$150 billion) worth of gold, diamonds, platinum, and palladium were being sent to the Khailfah al Musilmeen, in order to assist an ally and repay debts still owed by the Imperial Commonwealth.

At the Sultan Office, Sultan Place, Istanbul, Khailfah al Muslimeen

Sultan Bashir was busy working in his office, doing some paperwork..which he loathed doing, then the Grand Vizier entered the office and reported

“My Sultan, I am please to report the deal with the Malkyer has went though…we are getting 150 billion dinars worth of rare metals…we manger to cut our deficit from 402.5 billion dinars to 252.5 billion dinars…we done it…Suleiman…we manger to cut this massive deficit down so far in such a short amount of time. Yet we did have do many favors…didn’t we?” asked the Grand Vizier

The Sultan signed and remarked “ Indeed….it must be done for the stake of our nation…just a few more months and our key mines of Syriana will be up and running… anyways…the Malkyer should be happy…we give them a number of SDI and EMP Stats, joint ventures with AMI and their RIA…plus we forgive what little debt they side had to us…and now we owe them one…”

“My..how the tables have turned..” remarked the Grand Vizier

“Indeed.” Remarked the Sultan.

Official Imperial Communique

Sultan Bashir, The Government of the KLM, To whom it may concern,

Generia has heard of your financial troubles, and looks with concern on the matter. Although our nation is currently engaged in armed conflict with The Grand Duchy of Yafor2, we believe that we can afford to free up some of our funds in the form of precious metals to aid your nation in reducing its deficit to a far less crippling level. At the moment we can afford to give, without though of repayment, a total value of 180 billion dinars worth of rare and precious metals to supplement your economy, and to help your nation back onto its feet. We hope that this will be accepted and will prove useful.

Yours in friendship,
Lord Varus Tiberius Alexei,
Grand Vizier to His Eternal Grace, Emperor Kazatmiru I, Sovereign Lord of Generia

To:Lord Varus Tiberius Alexei,Grand Vizier to His Eternal Grace, Emperor Kazatmiru I, Sovereign Lord of Generia
From: Sultan Suleiman al Bashir II

KLM is most proud to accept this offer of aid from our old comrades of Generia, one day we shall return the favor to our old friends….let be known to the world Sultan Suleiman al Bashir II always returns a favor.. I give my best regards to Emperor Kazatmiru I, may he live long and lead your nation into greatness.

Sign
Sultan Suleiman al Bashir II

With the aid from Generia…the rare metals deficit was cut down to 72.5 billion dinars.

Four Months later

Khalifah News Network, Online News Brief edition

In today’s new, the Imperial Senate has pass the act of Dominion for the protectorates of Nova Romulus and the Republic of the Cape, since they have met the requirements to become a Dominion, Another fine addition to the Imperium and the Khalifah as whole. More information will be made ready in the coming hours…

The Sultan Palace, Istanbul, Khailfah al Muslimeen

The Sultan standing next a window in one of the many hallways facing the Bosphorus, this was going to the last time he’ll look out of this window for very long time. It has made his decision to take the walk into the desert, in order to reconnect with his people, he shall walk among his people as commoner to see how they go about their daily lives and to regain part of his soul, which he lost so long ago. …For the next four months he’ll travels the core regions of the Khailfah…the official Imperial Government press story was that the Sultan was going on tour of the Imperium for a period of time.

Then a voice came from behind and asked

“So, did you tell everyone about your walk into the dunes of Arabia?”

The Sultan turn around and smiled “Yes my old friend I have…my family will be well taken of…and they understand why I must do this…besides very few leaders from other countries can do what I am going to do..its because I have the ability to walk in the streets of any city of the Imperium without the fear of being attacked..and people understand…I just a human being like them..and they treat me like anyone else...”

The Grand Vizier nodded and said “ Indeed old friend…everything will be taken care of…so are you at least going to take one Imperial Black Guardsmen with you for your own protection?”

The Sultan sigh and said” Indeed…or the my family wouldn’t consent for me do to this walk….I am taking Captain Imad Issa at their request…anyways I here by make you the acting head of the Imperial Government …I have written the standing edicts in cases certain matters come up…mainly related to our friends of Oceania…contact me only if a major incident happens and its requires me to cut my walk short… all then that..I’ll just maintain contact with my family…and don’t worry the Imperial Black Hawks and Assassins will keep tabs on me…to insure nothing happens to me during the trip to put your worries at rest.”

“Understood, Sultan…so where your heading off first?” asked the Grand Vizier

The Sultan smiled and said “ Arabia…the birth place of Islam…I travel the deserts of Arabia and spend time with the people of the region, get to know..and understand them better, then I’ll be off to Bilid al Sham, Iraq, Egypt, North Africa, the Near East and India….to be a more wise leader…one must connect to his people and understand them better…just you must walk in their shoes…I shall return in due time…farewell dear friend….into the Abyss I go…to journal the lands of my forefathers…watch over this Khailfah and insure none of her foes attack…to the Dune Imperium..”

“ To the Dune Imperium…my friend…Inshallah..peace will reign when you come back…its thanks to you…that we’re out of the gold crisis…” Said the Grand Vizier

The Sultan nodded and went off to say to goodbye his family, he was dress in Bedouin clothing so that he could blend in the background. After saying goodbye to his family, the Sultan was off on his mission to connect with his people for the greater good for the Imperium..

The Beechcraft set down on the runway in Cape City, the capital of the Khailfah al-Musilmeen's southern protectorate on Terra. Onboard, Austin Kegan shuffled some papers into a worn briefcase. Kegan was one of the Deputy Magistrates of the Jamesville colony, and so had been selected to head up the group of envoys to the KLM's protectorates in Terra. The libertarian leanings of the colonial government meant that the primary purpose of the diplomatic mission was one of establishing trade, which Jamesville could greatly benefit from. Jamesville was not necessarily interested in military alliances, but Kegan had been instructed not to explicitly deny such an agreement; the Jamesville Colonial Regulars could use both experience and assistance.

Exiting the plane and stretching, Kegan and his delegation headed for the tarmac and on to the meeting with local officials.

Cape International Airport, Cape City, The Dominion of the Cape, once known as the Protectorate of the Cape

Dominion Minister of Trade Hannes Ruben and his aids, welcome the Jamesville Trade delegation to Cape City, the newly formed Dominion Government of the Cape always welcomed more trade relations with the other colonies of Terra, they could trade with anyone as long they weren’t foes of the Imperium as a whole.

Then the Minster walked up to his Malkyer counterpart..

“Mister Austin Kegan, its good to met you sir…I hope your trip was not too boring…”