Vineyard
07-10-2006, 17:50
-Southern Border with Angola-
Oluwasegun Babajide Nthanda listened to Regent Windsor intently. He had just reported that his AA guna were apparently several dozen miles away, and that the invasion would have to be postponed. Regent Widnsor reacted poorly, and demanded that he invade anyway, and to make the AA guns catch up while on the move. The poor AA gunners would have no sleep tonight..
Nthanda, after 5 minutes of discussions with a distressed Windsor, closed the communications and gave the order to advance. He stalked out of his tent, and entered his Mobile Command Center APC. To war, at last. His troops had never seen combat before, and as such, it was imperitive to engege in minor skirmishes before committing to a major abttle, in order to harden his 'green' troops.
-Angolain Border-
Uudo, an Angolian border guard at the age of 78 grinned, showing all 3 teeth that remained. He used to be a Vineyardian Soldier, but after the collapse, had been drafted to serve "Lord" Ekundayo, a former corpral who rose to power, eventually taking over from the last 'Lord" of the region 1 year ago. Everything for the past few decades of uudo's life had been terrible. Since the Empire collapsed, Angola had fallen into Anarchy, 3 different communist regimed, a short-lived democracy, and 14 dictators. 3 of his 8 sons had died from formerly curable diseases, which would have been taken care of free of charge in the Empire. But this was Angola. Deprived, corrupt Angola. His radio crackled again.
"Where the hell are you!? Report! Can you confirm or deny that there is a large army crossing into our territory!?"
He glanced at the radio, then turned back to the spectacle in the ravine down below. The 4th Battle Group was crossing into Angola, riding tanks, APCs, Jeeps, and trucks. He smiled. Peace and stability has come.
Oluwasegun Babajide Nthanda listened to Regent Windsor intently. He had just reported that his AA guna were apparently several dozen miles away, and that the invasion would have to be postponed. Regent Widnsor reacted poorly, and demanded that he invade anyway, and to make the AA guns catch up while on the move. The poor AA gunners would have no sleep tonight..
Nthanda, after 5 minutes of discussions with a distressed Windsor, closed the communications and gave the order to advance. He stalked out of his tent, and entered his Mobile Command Center APC. To war, at last. His troops had never seen combat before, and as such, it was imperitive to engege in minor skirmishes before committing to a major abttle, in order to harden his 'green' troops.
-Angolain Border-
Uudo, an Angolian border guard at the age of 78 grinned, showing all 3 teeth that remained. He used to be a Vineyardian Soldier, but after the collapse, had been drafted to serve "Lord" Ekundayo, a former corpral who rose to power, eventually taking over from the last 'Lord" of the region 1 year ago. Everything for the past few decades of uudo's life had been terrible. Since the Empire collapsed, Angola had fallen into Anarchy, 3 different communist regimed, a short-lived democracy, and 14 dictators. 3 of his 8 sons had died from formerly curable diseases, which would have been taken care of free of charge in the Empire. But this was Angola. Deprived, corrupt Angola. His radio crackled again.
"Where the hell are you!? Report! Can you confirm or deny that there is a large army crossing into our territory!?"
He glanced at the radio, then turned back to the spectacle in the ravine down below. The 4th Battle Group was crossing into Angola, riding tanks, APCs, Jeeps, and trucks. He smiled. Peace and stability has come.