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Farbanti, Neo-Erusea
2100 Hours

The night was eerily calm in the capital of Neo-Erusea. Years have passed and memories have faded away from the War of Neo-Erusean Secession. Citizens no longer feared the bombs that Blaglug had dropped on them so many years ago. Neo-Erusea was at peace. No one expected anything to happen, life went on as normal in the Glorious Republic.

The calm was shattered by engine speeding down the street, and crackles of gunfire. A pick-up truck was streaking through the neighborhoods, with Farbanti police in pursuit. The truck passed another police car with its two men on back trying to do drive-by shootings on anything unlucky enough to be close by. The driver franticly turned left and right into raods memorized only in maps, and drove ever closer to the captiol building. As the Neo-Eruseans began to realize the intentions of the suspects they became more desperate than ever to stop them.

As the truck zoomed to the coast of the city the pick up entered the Johnson Memorial Bridge that was heavily blocked by parked police cars and FF vans. A man on back of the truck unveiled a LAW missile. He fired it at the blockade and the old American missile flew true to its target, destroying all four police cruisers and the pick up smahed through the gap in between the vans. Police along the exit of the bridge opened fire, wounded a passenger of the van but nothing more. The suspects continued to the capital, under hot pursuit by police cruisers who couldn't get too close to the vehicle least they be shot at by the suspects. this tricky chase was about to end, with the capitol building already in sight. A massive barrier of all sorts of vehicle and tanks surrounded its perimeter. But that wouldn't do a thing. A bomb denoted, and radioactive dust powered by the land breeze pushed towards the capitol building and contaminated everything in between. A resulting 288 deaths resulted. This failure of the Farbanti Police Department and the FF was brought straight to Premier David Mondol. Neo-Erusean investigators determined the attack to be of Dinsmerian origin, a province where twisted terrorists seeking democracy and sovereignty for the province have risen to challenge Neo-Erusea.

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Official DLA Proclamation

Attention nations of the world:

We, the Dinsmer Liberation Army (DLA) are seeking sovereignty from the Republic of Neo-Erusea. After years of oppresion by the Mondol regime, and a failed attempt for freedom, we are once again calling for aid for our cause. In order for freedom to succeed we need the support of our fellow Democratic nations. There is only one way for the people of Dinsmer to be free. Blood must be shed. Freedom comes with a price. And that price is in blood.

OOC: One question before I post. Would my embassy be close enough to here all of this going on?

Yes, since it is in Farbanti, no? Juniop Square (where the embassies are) were technically in the blast radius.

And I forgot the map... This is Dinsmer, everything in green is Neo-Erusean territory.
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Key: Big Red dot=The Capital
little red dots=Other Cities
the blue dots=military bases

OOC: Ok I knew it was in Juniop Square but I didn't know where Juniop Square was in Farbanti, if that makes any since at all.

Ambassador Michael Damon was setting at his desk going over today’s reports when he suddenly heard gunshots in the distance along with sirens. He stood up and looked out the window. He saw a very fast moving truck heading across Johnson Memorial Bridge with Police right on there tail. Michael thought it was over considering the police had them surrounded on both sides but when he turned away a loud explosion was let out and he immediately turned around. He saw the truck blow right threw the flaming remains of the police cars and at that moment he knew they were heading towards the capitol building. Before he had time to get to the phone the Embassy guards rushed into his office. They where wearing Gas mask and some of them were getting on NBC gear. The one in front said "ambassador get this on quick! The truck outside is heading straight towards the capitol building!" and he tossed an NBC unit towards him. Michael was about to ask him why they needed this type of protection but the guard was already walking out towards the railing. Outside the truck blasted towards the capitol building. Suddenly the guard yelled "Get down! The truck has a bomb!" and then at that moment a huge explosion rocked everyone off there feet. Michael fell and hit his head on the table. The last thing he saw was some type of chemical cloud that was heading towards him, and then he blacked out.

Northeastern Island, Neo-Erusea:
Nothing was new at the once busy Military base. No more air strike sorties or massive amounts of transports taking off into the sky towards some battlefield in Birania, nothing. Everyone was in the Mess Hall when the news broke out. Reports had come in that said Farbanti had been attacked by a biological weapon. With that news the base went into complete lockdown. No one was getting in or out. The base was searched top and bottom for any unusual objects that might be a bomb or dirty bomb. Details were few and far between until Dinsmer announced its sovereignty, everyone knew what that meant. Now no one was safe anymore, not even the Fatherland itself.

Police units by the capital began to evacuate, and the tanks stayed put since theywere immune to NBC attacks. Premier David Mondol was alrerady being escorted to a V-22 that would take off ASAP. "Sir, that explosion..." Minister of Defense George Cunnin began to say. He was interrupted by the pilot.
"Ready to go, sir?"
"Yes. Take off immediatly." The Premier looked through the smoke as the V-22 lifted off and rotated north, then switched to horizontal flight. The Neo-Erusean Republican Air Force scrambled and secured the airspace. Police and Republican Guardsmen were handing out filter masks and hurrying along citizens away from the cloud. FF director Victor Danray was in his office when the bomb exloded. A massive shockwave made him jump. "Jesus!" He looked outside. "That explosion was right by the Juniop Square! Dammit, get some emergency response teams out there now!" His aid to his left replied with a prompt "Yes sir!" and exited the office. Danray reached for his chemical suit and began to put it on.
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"Dammit those Dinsmerians." Minister of Foreign Affairs Chris Grisal muttered to himself. "It has to be him: Grenhart. That bastard is still at large." But that isn't my problem, right? He looked out to see the cloud enveloping civilians and police.

Michael slowly started to regain concisnence. He slowly opened his eyes and saw ceiling lights pass by him over and over again. He was on a stretcher with several men in NBC gear pushing him. One of them (He guessed was one of his personal guard) was constantly asking about his condensation Like "Is he alright?” "Is his wound fatal?” When he said that Michael felt a sharp pain suddenly start to creep up on his head. He touched his forehead to find it was covered in blood. One of the men noticed that Michael was awake and then everyone saw. Someone (He guessed was one of the embassy doctors) started talking to him. "Ambassador are you there? You’re going to be fine; you hit your head on a desk pretty hard so you have a nice concussion. Where taking you to the helipad and getting you to the M.A.S.H at Northeastern Island." Michael groaned a little but said nothing. He then heard a door open and saw the sky above him. There were other people in stretchers around him as he was pushed towards the helipad. The sound of the Helicopter blades gave him a horrible headache. The men around him lifted the stretcher and then placed it in the Seahawk. One of the crewmembers shut the door on the helicopter and then immediately the chopper took off into the sky.

Down below the injured and poisoned embassy personnel were loaded into the Osprey and quickly taken out of the danger zone. Another Osprey landed and picked up the non-esinetal personnel. They only people that would remain in the Embassy would be the Embassy guards, doctors, military personnel and other esinetal's. With everyone out of the embassy the Guards and military personnel quickly took up a defensive position along the Embassy walls. They would make sure this Embassy stays in order even if the area was covered in a chemical cloud.

Juniop Square, Neo-Erusea:

The emergency personnal of the foreign embassies in the Juniop Square were all busy at work. Every you looked helicopters, ambulences, and everythiing inbetween was active. The Neo-Erusean Republican Army diligantly paraded T-90 tanks, ready for battle, across the streets of the square and other parts of the capital district. Already people taking advantage of the chaos began looting. Tank commanders were ordered to fire on any suspicious persons. Riots were almost going to start. More patriotic citizens began to fly Neo-Erusean flags to show support for the army in Farbanti.
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Farbanti was a mess.

With the Embassy secure and under lockdown they only thing that the Guards could do was watch the city destroy itself. Acting commander of the embassy, Head Security Chief Donald Sizemore was standing on the perimeter wall with a radio in his hand. In front of him and the rest of the guards was almost complete chaos. People were smashing windows, breaking into stores, stealing everything in sight and there wasn't a damn thing they could do about it. Donald was talking to the Base commander of Northeastern Island General Edward Levinsohn. "General the situation down her is getting worse and worse, the embassy's secure for now but if this mob that’s starting to form goes after us I don't know if will be able to stop them." Edward put his hand over the radio and yelled "Everyone make sure that the riot dispersers are ready, we might need them." The riot dispersers were these square shapes placed along the walls perimeter that when triggered spray these tiny balls everywhere like a shotgun. The balls would easily nock down a large group of people considering how much pain the balls cause. Edward responded, "Alright, it sounds like you need some back up. I'll send a Riot Control Division your way along with two platoons of troops. That should hold them off." Donald wasn't so sure but he still gave a strong "yes sir" and then put the radio up.

Meanwhile several guards brought up the embassy's non-lethal weaponry like this paintball type gun that shoots these pepper rounds at a high velocity along with the usual tear gas and bean bag round type of weaponry along with tazers as a side arm.

Northeastern Island:
The Riot Control units and infantry platoons gathered there gear and headed towards the awaiting Osprey's. Everyone piled in and took off toward Farbanti. Escort fighters would follow them until they reached NE airspace and then the force would have to rely on the Neo-Erusean Air force for protection.

As the Osprey's headed out towards Farbanti the ambassadors helicopter was closing in on the base. Michael was barley conscious during the flight. He looked around, trying to keep his mind clear and focused. However his vision was starting to fade. The pilot was saying something but he couldn't make it out except for "roger control tower, this is Sea goblin making are final approach, over and out" and that was it, he was out again.

OOC: I'm going to shut down for the night, geting pretty late here. I'll see you tomorrow.

Everywhere people were screaming and yelling at the top of there lungs. Anyone with a firearm or a baseball bat had it close at hand. Breakins at ordinary homes were becoming common, and people would look out a window to see their neighbor's TV being carried away, and then the poor bastard being ambushed by muggers, to be ended by a burst from a BMD-3. The Silver Bridge and Johnson Memorial Bridge have been locked down and everyone else found themselves trapped in the chaos. The Neo-Erusean Republican Army was patrolling downtown Farbanti, where the crime was moderatly low due to their efforts. The Capital District, Juniop Square, and ground-zero were in chaos. Mobs were forming and people were dying. Neucom Emergency Unit troops were deployed by a nearby shopping mall. The soldiers watched on as the crowds threw rocks at buildings and kill indiscriminatley.The worst part was that the radioactive falllout was killing radio transmissions and Farbanti couldn't radio for help. The capitqal district was almost completely cut off from the world, and as this all happened the DLA's next attack would soon being to unfold.

Chaos, plain an simple that is what described the horrible situation unfolding right before there eyes. Some men looked away as people were ganged up on, beaten to a bloody pulp and then lift to die on the street. Everyone they’re badly wanted to hop over the wall and try to stop this mess but orders where orders, so they just looked on in horror. Donald walked back and forth on the wall several times, looking at the current numbers of the mob and what there intentions might be, however it was hard to see them all considering the chemical cloud. He felt like there was a calm before the storm, it just didn't make sense why they were trashing everything else and basically ignoring them?

Down below in the courtyard, several guards were setting up Defensive emplacements in front of the Gate just incase the mob gets threw. Mountains of Barbwire was wrapped around the gate while large amounts of sandbags and anything else they could hide behind where placed in front of the gate for cover. The guards then grabbed two Wolf HMMWV's from the motor pool and putted them in front of the Gate to act as a breach incase the mob tried to just push the Gate open with numbers. It wasn't just the Gate that was fortified; everything in the embassy was geared up. The main building was turned into a fortress, with barbwire and sandbags everywhere along with Personal Guard snipers on the roof and other embassy guards.

Above Farbanti:
"Five minutes everyone!" said Warrant Officer Thomas threw a gas mask as he held up five fingers. Thomas walked over to the cockpit and say a look of concern on the pilots. "Still haven't been able to contact the embassy?" The pilot responded, "No sir, I can't raise them. Either they've been overuned or something is interfering with are Com's." Thomas put his head down in response to those words. "Hopefully it's the second one,” he said as he walked back to his men. Everyone stopped talking and turned to look at Thomas as he came back. He looked at everyone and then said "we've had no contact with the embassy since we took off. Hopefully their Coms are just down but I'm not taking any chances. Be ready to land in a hot LZ, we might have to retake the embassy. Make sure that your weapons are ready; I don't want anybody to die because they made a stupid mistake. Do I make myself clear?" A chores of "Yes sir's!" was let out in response. Thomas sat down and started to check his weapon, along with everyone else.

Within A few minutes the Osprey's started to close in on the embassy. From his seat Thomas could hear one of the pilots say, "What the hell is going on?" The pilots then looked around as if they were trying to find something. The other pilot said, "I can't see the embassy threw this damn smoke!" The pilot that made the remark suddenly pointed at something, "Wait a minute I see it! Four o'clock low!" Suddenly the Osprey made a hard right and started to descend. The Helicopter stopped in mid-air and started to lower done. It hit the ground with a *thud* and immediately the back ramp lowered. Everyone ran out and started to form a 360 formation. Thomas stood at the door yelling for his men to get out. Meanwhile to there left the other Osprey was unloading the Riot Control units.

It was getting very dark out, and the city lights abd the fires were keeping the inhabitants awake. Dinsmer wasn't through giving Farbanti hell, though. An armed figure was approaching a construction site. The workers watched uneasily and the griped their equipment as if they were to fight back. The figure kept approaching. It was a woman, of Dinsmerian origin. She griped her AR-15 as she walked on, and went around a sign that read "НИКАКОЕ НАРУШЕНИЕ ГРАНИЦЫ." (NO TRESPASSING) She continued on and smiled a bit at the workers, and turned left to a bulldozer. The controls seemed so familiar from training she felt she could do this in her sleep. She waved good bye at the frightened workers, and went off to the Juniop Square.

She know that she was going to die. Its time that I stuck it to those traitors. Ustia was an ally of the rebels during the War of Neo-Erusean Secession, until they began to open up to diplomacy and Dinsmer tried to attack Ustia and put the blame on Neo-Erusea to heat up the war. It didn't work. Now Usita was Neo-Erusea's closest ally. And now they will pay. She manuvered the massive vehicle through crowds, shooting a few rounds into them to keep the mobs at bay. She approached the complex. Her armor would not stop the Ustia bullets. She anchored the controls and the dozer leaped forward. She took aim and prepared for the worst. The dozer hit the embassy wall at full force, and the anti-riot dispensers activated which caused her more pain than she wanted to feel. The pain was ended by Ustian bullets from the sniper positions a second later.

"This night is not going to end well,” thought Donald as he stared at the retreating sun. It had been a few minutes since the reinforcements had arrived. Everyone had just settled in and were starting to take their positions. As Donald sat on the wall his second in command Security Chief Steven Damon walked up the stairs to the right of him. He stopped and said, "Sir, Warrant Officer Thomas wants to speak with you." While turning around Donald started to say, "all right, where..." but then he reliesed that he was standing right next to Steven. The Warrant Officer was wearing what all of his men where. Woodland Digital Tiger (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/ACU_DIGITALTIGER_TSPWlnd_SmLt.jpg) camouflaged FFW (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/926971_20050725_screen003.jpg) NBC gear. He was obviously Army, considering the type of Camoflauge on his FFW gear. "Oh..... Well its good to see you" he said as he held out his hand. Thomas firmly shook it and with a smile on his face said, "its good to meet you too. So how are you guys holding up?" Donald was about to answer when they both heard the roaring sound of a vehicle. The two men grabbed their non-lethal weapons and took their positions. "Anybody got a position on that vehicle?" yelled Donald. Several "no sir's" where heard across the compound. Then one of the snipers saw something, at first he thought it was nothing but then as the figure got closer he knew it was a bulldozer. He yelled out "sir! Bulldozer approaching from the east side!" All the men on the east side took their positions as the huge machine continued its approach. Donald and Thomas rushed over to the East wall. "Order's sir?" asked one of the Guards as they arrived. Donald looked at the bulldozer and answered, "If it goes past the danger zone, you know what to do." Suddenly the machine picked up speed and continued towards Donald and everyone else. The vehicle quickly pasted the danger zone so the order was given, "FIRE! Don't let him damage the wall!" Everyone opened fire on the vehicle with their Pepper Spray round Paintball type guns and Arwen 37 (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/Arwen37cataloque.jpg) launchers with CS gas rounds. The vehicle was covered with non-lethal gases but it still continued on. It was too late; the bulldozer was already too close. "Move, move, move! Get out of here its going to ram us!" Yelled Donald as he motioned for everyone to get away from the East wall. He waited for the Bulldozer to get just close enough for the Riot Dispersers and then activated them. A loud *BOOM* went off as millions of tiny Balls flew towards the bulldozer, pileting it and the driving like nothing other. It still wouldn't stop so he ran. The Bulldozer slammed into the east wall making a very large crack. The Vehicle keep moving, trying to bring it down. One of snipers took aim at the driver and loaded a tranquilizer round. He found some open skin and fired. By this time the men were all over the vehicle. One of them unanchored the controls and stopped the vehicle while a couple others had their eyes on the driver. Donald walked over to the driver’s seat of the Bulldozer. He looked at the driver and had a look off shock on his face. "A woman?" said one of his men as he pulled the tranquilizer out of her. "Is she alive?" asked Thomas who was there before Donald. One of the guards knelt down and checked her pulse. "Yeah she's alive. Do you want me to place her in the interrogation room sir?" said the guard as he was looking at Donald. He shook his head "yes" and immediately a couple guards grabbed her and lifted her up, taking her off to the "objects" room where any captured combtant's gear like clothing and military gear is stored for safety reasons. They then put her in the interrogation room and closed the airtight, Magnetically locked, biometric access door behind them. Inside the room there was four hidden cameras that automatically look at the captured prisoner and sound an alarm if the prisoner "Tried anything." Meanwhile the two guards sat down in the one-way mirror to keep an eye on her. If the prisoner tried to break the mirror a blast door would be dropped automatically. So basically there was no escape. When she wakes up she'll find that she's wearing prisoner clothing and that she's not dead.

"Target bulldozer, 11 o'clock! FIRE!" The 125mm HEAT round flew right into the engine of the massive machine, bringing it to a stop. The wall was cracked, noticed the tank commander, but it wasn't broken. He looked at his screen. To the left a mob was begining to grow so large it would be unstoppable. As he stared an explosion lit up a building- the rioters had molotov coctails! Neo-Erusean armored vehicles fell back to avoid the exploding bottles being thrown everywhere, and the worst part was is that the uncontrollable crowd had no idea how bad the danger was to be outside. Already those with breathing problems were feeling the effects of the cloud, and the linings of one's inner nose and their eyes would be stinging by now. But they don't care. They just keep on going. Ambulences rushed throughout the city, picking up the injured and transporting them to safety. The police had their hands full. Citizens have been ordered to stay indoors, and the riots still continued. All because of that one bomb...

Troops of the Neucom Emergency Unit secured the major shopping centers, both on the inside and the perimeters. The corporation would protect its properties with full force if necsesary. The corporate troopers were well armed, and the order for G36 rifles to be made for the Republican Army was cancelled, and the existing rifles were given to the NEU.

Interrogation Room: Ustian Embassy

Slowly she began to open her eyes. She was in a small room, decently lit, alone. She did not notice anything except the door. She tried to approach it but her legs didn't listen to her. Gathering her strength, she got up, and immediatly felt the pain left from the tiny metal balls. She brushed her hair back, and stared at the mirror. Oh no, she thought, I'm not dead. Dammit. She looked around and suddenly she couldn't deny her deepest fears: She had been captured by the Ustians.

Thomas flicked on his night vision as everyone else did. The flames from the burning Bulldozer made a bright spot on his Night Vision. By this time everyone was suited up and ready to go. The only thing that worried anybody was the huge crack in a portion of the east wall. It was very unstable at the moment and really the only thing that’s protecting it is the smoldering Bulldozer that stands in the way. However a group of engineers were already applying this foam like material that hardens into almost solid rock but it's going to take a while so for now the embassy was vulnerable. Thomas heard the clatter of someone coming up the stairs and so he turned to face him. It was Sergeant Jack Graham, a good buddy of Thomas and a great leader. Jack stopped immediately after he reached the top. "Sir, the woman is awake. Donald wants you to talk to her first." He wasn't surprised, "so be it, take over for me Jack." Jack answered, "Yes sir!" and he quickly took Thomas's place as he headed off towards the Interrogation Room. Thomas walked in the front door and it shut behind him. He forgot about the NBC protection system in the main building, it was rather new and if he recalled correctly this embassy was currently only one of two that had it. There was a door in front of him that suddenly latched shut. The door behind him did the same and suddenly a rush of air and something that looked like smoke came up from underneath him. After a few minutes of that it shut off and was all sucked up into these ventilation shafts. The door in front of him opened and one of his men walked in. "Alright sir you’re clean. Its safe to take off your helmet and gas mask." Thomas walked threw the door and took off everything he said was "safe" to take off. He revealed a Dark Brown haired, Caucasian (white) with Hassle eye 's. (Grayish color) He walked down several Hallway's and after a few minutes reached the Interrogation Room. A couple embassy guards with Arwen 37's and Tazer guns stood on opposite sides of the door. He noticed they had Rubber rounds, which looked very similar to actual Grenade Launcher rounds; expect they had a blue rubber end to them that could easily nock somebody down. He walked up and asked, "How has she acted? One of them answered, "She's been pretty calm but she can barely stand, most likely from the Riot Dispersers." Thomas responded back with "That's good, means we don't have to worry about her escaping. Alright open the door up." The guard nodded and preceded threw the steps. After scanning the guard's eye's, hands and going threw a voice ID the door opened with a loud *Thunk. * Behind Thomas the guards had gathered a couple of chairs and a table. Thomas opened the door and immediately saw her. The guards behind him came in and placed the table down in the center of the room while putting the chairs on opposite sides. During the set up a couple of guards had their Arwen 37's trained on the woman. When they finished two of the guards took their positions on opposite sides of the door while they other two where perpendicular to the table. All of them were aiming at the woman with the exception of Thomas. The door closed behind everyone and locked with the same noise as it opened. Thomas calmly walked over and sat down in the chair opposite of the woman. He looked at her and with a nice pleasant manner said "Please set down, were not going to hurt you." while he motioned towards the other chair. Meanwhile two other guards were watching the interrogation in the one-way mirror as the entire interrogation was recorded.

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"Doesn't look like there are any signs of the riots dying out sir" said a tank commander over the radio to the platoon commander.
"Keep you distance from them. They're using Molotovs. Проклятый скромный образ жизни." (Damn low life)
"Yes sir." The tank began to roll back and stopped abruptly, as the crew stared into the cword that has formed over the hours. I bet their eyes must be really irritated by now, thought the tank commander, how they've put up with the cloud for this long i don't know. Thirty years from now they'll regret this radiation. All this damn dust in the air is killing visiblilty. There's too much smoke as well. Most of the ground infantry have left Farbanti. A few ceremonial soldiers with their ancient Stg-44 rifles remained. Like most other Neo-Erusean soldiers they resembled soldiers of WWII Germany but like the rest of the Republican Army they had khaki uniforms with the Neo-Erusean flag as an armband. These loyal men were the last foot soldiers defending the capital...

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She stared at the Ustians. There were no signs of any emotions in her eyes. No hatred. No fear. Nothing. She was not really afraid. She was infact arrogant. She never was trained to resist torture. She didn't expect torture to be that bad. Moreover, she didn't expect to be tortured.

"Night, god I hate night time in a situation like this." That's the thought that ran threw Donald's head as he stared past the wall. While he was thinking he suddenly released that it had been quite a long time sense Northeastern Island last contacted them. He decided to check in with them just to be on the safe side. After grabbing the receiver he changed the frequency to the Island's. "This is Alamo calling Mother bird, Mother bird please respond over." There was a long silence........ and then nothing. He tried again, "Alamo calling Mother bird, come on somebody respond," nothing. "Shit!" exclaimed Donald as he slammed the receiver down. "If the radio's are down then that means were on are own. Northeast probable thinks the embassy has been overunned." With that it mind Donald walked back to his post wondering if anyone was going to survive this scenario.

Interrogation room:
The woman just stared at everyone, with no emotion what so ever. Thomas sighed, guessing that she didn't understand English. So he repeated himself in Russian, "Maim please set down, were not going to hurt." Then he said it again in what little Neo-Erusean he knew, hoping that she understood. The guards around him tensed up, readying for any move she might make.

The ceremonial guards stood at random places in the capital district. They were composed of combat veterans, armed with the first types of rifles to enter service in the Republican Army. Their lead officer was Polkóvnik Alexandrov Ferinski. All these men had been veterans from the Biranian War and the War of Neo-Erusean Secession. Their khaki uniforms didn't really distingiush them, but they had the armband that only officers wore. And right now their duty was to protect the capital of their Fatherland. The Polkóvnik turned around as glass shattered near a small store near him. With saying anything, he just raised his rifle and opened fire. Four 7.92 rounds slammed into the looter, and he fell to the floor, dead in an instant. The unruly crowd still did not relent.

In the crowd, a Dinsmerian police officer found that with the guard present, he may not be able to carry out his mission. He manuvered through the crowd, nearing the Ustian embassy to simply lob some grenades over the wall. It was the least he can do. He turned a corner, and came face to face with a soldier. He could have kept walking. But his nationalism got the best of him. He wanted to shoot him. But instead he found that a reflex from all his training kicked in, and he raised his arm with his pistol in hand to pistol-whip the Erusean. He knew that he should have shot him, he wanted to, but everything happened so quickly he simply couldn't. His hand came down and hit the soldier with enough force to bring down any man. But this one had a helmet, and he felt the collision between the two metal objects-- Now everything seemed to happen in slow motion-- The Dinsmerian's gun was still in the air, while he stared at his would-be victim in disbelief. Not in disbelief as a result of the attack, he knew that it was futile and stupid. He was staring because of the horrible thought that went through his mind. Am I going to die? As his head was plagued by the question he could only watch the Erusean raise his rifle. It was an Stg-44, just like the others. The Erusean didn't shoot, he merely thrusted the bayonet into his chest cavity. The pain was incredible, it didn't come at first though it was pretty bad. The soldier removed his blade quickly, and it seemed to press into the left side of whatever it hit. He fell hard to the floor, and stayed there while he began to choke on his on blood. Probably the worst way to die. In his final seconds as the Erusean walked away, he realized he could use the grenade. But his strength was drained away, and he died while trying to reach the explosive.

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Now she was worried. She only knew English, and heaven knows what the Ustians just said. She began to shift uncomfortably in her seat, hating that she didn't understand what was going on...

Now he was confused, from what he could tell she didn't seem to understand what he just said, so he decided to ask her what language she knew in every language he could think of. First he said it in English, "Do you speak English?" then German,"sprechen Sie Deutsches?" Russian,"вы говорите русского?" Then Finally in Neo-Erusean. Now if she didn't understand any of that then he had a problem. He knew the most languages in the embassy and there's no way to contact Northeastern Island so they would be stuck with her for the rest of this situation.

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IC: She tried not to show any emotion. But it was very clear in her eyes from when she heard the Ustian ask, "Do you speak English?" She calmed down a bit, but then with the German, Russian, and Erusean she became a bit worried again. What the hell did he just say? The longer she was kept in that little prison the more she became worried of what would become of her...

Outside the embassy the Ceremonial Guard have withdrawn. The crowds have finally began to die down and clean up crews were picking up the mess and dealing with the fallout.

The men outside where pleased to see that the situation was calming down. Everyone had been nervous about a possible mob just overwhelming them with manpower but lucky it did not come to pass.

Interrogation room:
Thomas saw the emotion in her eyes and how it changed when he talked in German, Russian and Erusean. She hadn't said anything but he knew at that moment she understood English, and he was guessing that it was her primary language, maybe even her only language. So He decided to start with introductions so he could calm her down a little. In English he said, "well its quite obvious that you understand English so I will be talking in this language for now on." He cleared his throat and continued, "Anyways how about we start this little chat with introductions? My name is Thomas Nolan, I'm a Warrant Officer in the Republic of Ustia army." He paused for a moment and then said, “Now what might your name be maim?"

OOC: Not a problem, I was just trying to get creative with my bumpge

I got to keep quite, she thought. They won't make me talk. Never. She tried not to move much, but she increasably became more and more uncomfortable in the interrogation room. The foreign men in their foreign uniforms made her shiver, but, she thought, they are from a democratic nation that probably has a lot of laws to protect me from tortures that the Eruseans never hesitate to use. That thought comforted her. She remained silent.

He wasn't surprised that she remained silent. He hated her for it because now he had to do something that he'd rather avoid. "Alright maim if your not going to talk then you leave me with no other choice, guards hold her down." Immediately two of the guards grabbed her very forcefully and held her down in her seat. Behind Thomas the door opened and a man with a Syringe walked in. He walked over to the woman and stuck the Syringe in her arm. The man started pulling back and as he did blood started to fell up the Syringe. He finished taking the blood sample and pulled the needle out. After placing a band-aid on the two guards released the woman and stood back. Thomas inside was hating himself but what he was about to do next had to be done. He stood up and with a very monotone voice said to the guards, "No food or water for her until she decides to talk." The men reluctantly answered, "Yes sir." Thomas walked over to the man that had the Syringe and whispered, "Get this sample to the intelligence room and run it threw the Neo-Erusean data base. We need to find out who she is and where she comes from." The man nodded and walked out of the room. The guards grabbed the table, Thomas's chair and then walked out of the room. Thomas was the last person to leave the room. He looked back at the woman and while closing the door he shock his head. The door locked with a *Thunk* and then a very loud, very annoying noise (http://www.policeinterceptor.com/sounds/salvoalm.wav) started in the room. It could make someone go insane if they listen to it for a long period of time.

OOC: If you turn your volume up as high as it can go then you'll know how loud it is. Gave me a slight headache after listening to it.

OOC: Ahhh! So annoying! Damn little piercing buzz...

IC: She sure'y didn't like the srynge, but it wasn't as bad as other tortures she was put through in an FF prison. But soon came that piercing buzz. She thought it was a joke at first, but it kept going. That buzz didn't stop, and it began to drive her mad. I must not talk, I must not talk.

OOC: Yeah, it kind of vibrates your head a little. My nation doesn't allow any physical interrogation methods or drug uses like truth serum and all that but I personally don't think that sleep deprivation, very loud sounds, depriving of food and water, all that as torture. I think of it as a way to say "Hey, if you talk will give you this and that." However we don't go over the edge like making them starve to death or anything but will get pretty damn close to that. Basically we don't torture you but we don't play nice either.

IC: The man that had the Syringe quickly went to the intelligence room. It had all kinds of computers and maps among other things. He walked to one of the computers and turned it on. Meanwhile he made a sample that could be scanned by the identification computer. He placed the sample over the scanner and a beam of light quickly went back and forth over the sample. It quickly finished and the man uploaded the sample to the Neo-Erusian database. Hopefully the database will give him an answer fairly soon.

Interrogation room:
"What's she doing?" asked Thomas as he entered the observation room with the one-way mirror. "She's holding up but I think she's starting to crack,” answered one of the guards. "She won’t last long, no matter how strong she is it’s just not physically possible to withstand that kind of noise for a long period of time." The guards nodded but it was obvious they weren't so sure. Thomas took a seat and watched the woman as she endured the piercing buzz.

Reply from FF Officials:
::RE-BLOOD SAMPLE::

Name: Sarah A. Lenri
Gender: Female
Origin: Brena, DM (Dinsmer)
Haircolor: Black
Eyecolor: Black
DoB: 11th August, 1982
Height: 5' 5''
Employment: None
Criminal Record: Convicted of two homocides and four charges of arson

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Interrogation room:
She was breaking down in the little cell. No food, no water, that noise... Everything was going wrong, so very wrong. These people are madmen, just like the Eruseans. How can they possible be in league with them, she thought, why did they turn on us during the first struggle for freedom? The answer to these questions she did not know, but as the noise continued and she began to break down she had a mental flash-back...

http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/Neo-Erusea/interrogation.jpg
"You are young, girl, you have your life ahead of you. Why keep secrets that will bring you to your grave?"
"Please... stop." She sobbed. The little girl known as Sarah Lenri was in an FF prison, her father gunned down and her mother executed. She was very young, but her parents used her to get passed the security of a nearby government complex to set fire to it. Now they were questioning here, the FF, and they were torturing her in ways frowned upon by many countries...

With that thought a wave of resolution swept through her, and Sarah found more strength to resist.

Suddenly the door to the observation room opened. A guard walked in with a piece of paper and handed it to Thomas. He grabbed it and beckoned the guard away. "Stop the noise and stop the tape,” said Thomas as he looked over the FF Response. One of the guards went over to the computer and pressed a button, the muffled noise they heard stopped and the recorder stopped as well. Thomas got up and walked out of the room. "Why are the Dinsmerian's still fighting against NE? Didn't they get their own little government and freedom? Something’s not right and I'm going to figure it out" thought Thomas as he headed towards the door. Still looking at the paper he said, "open up the door, I need to talk to her.... in private" to the guards next to the door. Both of them had a curious look on their faces but they did as he said. The door opened and the guards walked in front of Thomas, placing his seat and the table down, then walking out of the room. Thomas entered and the door immediately closed behind him, locking with the familiar *Thunk* He sat down in his chair and just looked at.... Sarah. Finally after a few moments of silence he said to her, "I've turned off the Recorder, no one will know what was said during this time." He paused for a moment, trying to think of what to say. Finally he said, "I want to help you, something sick and twisted is going on and I intend to find out what it is. Please talk to me, its obvious the Neo-Erusian government is lying to us but were just so use to liberty loving country's that we don't relies it." He looked to the window, trying to see if they were listening to the conversation anyways. He turned his gaze back to the women and said, "Please, if you can prove to me that Neo-Erusea is not playing by the rules then I might be able to actually do something about it.... please.... Sarah."

Sarah listened to Thomas as he finished what he was saying. She hesitated at first, looking around nervously but she managed to summon up enough courage to speak. "As you may know," she began, "Dinsmer was supposedly allowed to have its own government and exist as a territory of Neo-Erusea. And for a while, it did." She took a breath, and continued, "But soon there was a horrible rumor that was spreading. Nicholas Grenhart, the man who started the revolution, was supposeldy dead, killed by the FF. He wasn't. However, riots and such began to break out through Dinsmer, and one man gathered up enough fighters to attack a Neo-Erusean base, just like in the war." Sarah looked around again, and took another breath. "The Eruseans launched a blitzkrieg, and they took the capital in half of a day. The elected Dinsmerian government officails fled south, but the rest of Dinsmer fell even quicker. They were arrested, and it was until the Biranian War that Grenhart reappeared. The Eruseans installed a government, and Dinsmer became a province again. Now we are fighting again. In fact, there is a nuclear package that should be en route right now to take out the capital of our oppresessors right now." The trust she had in Thomas made that part slip. But she didn't react. For her, the Ustians were on Dinsmer's side once more...

Thomas listened as she laid the hidden truth upon him. He became pissed, pissed at his government for not figuring out the truth or possibly not caring to know the truth. He squeezed his hands in anger but he did not show any physical emotion considering there were a couple sets of eyes watching however you could see it in his hassle eyes. The nuke part caught his attention, "so that's why she wouldn't talk, she was just trying to buy some time until everything around here was whipped out.... clever girl." After sucking it all in he said to her, "when is this package suppose to arrive here because if its soon then were screwed. The Chemical's have knocked out are radio's so no chopper is coming to the rescue." The whole situation seemed a little ironic, Dinsmer's best hope for independence is going to be blasted away by them.

When Thomas asked her when would the nuke be arriving, she replied, "Well, I think it should be coming within half an hour. And then it would take about five or ten minutes until it is in place and it is detonated. And unless we get out of here, we are going to die." She showed no signs of worry at all. If I do die, then I know it will not be in vein.

The men at the embassy were getting tired, they had been on alert for this whole time and it was starting to take its toll. Donald was half asleep when he heard a very faint noise. It was very far away and it didn't sound like a jet engine. He looked up and saw what it was. A Reaper UCAV (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/280px-RQ-9_Predator.jpg) was flying up above at a very high altitude, probable to stay out of the Chemical cloud. His Cross Com ID it as friendly. A flash of light came from it in a repeating pattern, they were using Morse code. He watched and from what he could tell the message read "IF EMBASSY IS STILL UNDER CONTROL PLEASE RESPOND." Donald scrambled to find some type of light that was bright enough for the UCAV. He ran to one of the searchlights and sent the following message to the aircraft, "EMBASSY IS STILL UNDER CONTROL, REQUESTING RESUPPLY ASAP." The aircraft answered, "ROGER, RESUPPLY ON THE WAY, FIVE MINUTES." Donald yelled for Jack and tolled him to inform Thomas of the resupply.

Southwest of NE Island, flight deck of aircraft carrier R.U.S Valais:
"Sea Goblin 1,2,3 and 4 you are cleared for take off" said the Air Boss as the Seahawk gunship and the three Ospreys started their engines. The gunship pilot answered, "Roger Air Boss, taking off now." The four Helicopters lifted off the flight deck and headed towards Farbanti. The speed in which they move will determine the fate of many lives.

Interrogation room:
There was a knock at the door, Thomas looked back and saw Jack in the window, he was motioning for him to get out here. Thomas looked back at Sarah and said, "I'll be back." He stood up and walked to the door, it opened and he stepped outside. In a irritated voice he said, "What is it Jack!?" Jack was caught of guard with Thomas's mood but he answered "uhh.. we made contact with some of are friend's. There sending supplies right now ETA five minutes." Thomas suddenly broke out in a huge smile and answered, "Thanks Sergeant but you need to tell them that were evacuating the embassy. Farbanti is about to be nuked and we only have a little more than 30 minutes to get out of here." Jacks eyes grew very large and he ran down the corridor. Thomas walked back in the room and said to Sarah, "Come on were getting out of here" while motioning with his hand.

Outside:
Jack sprinted all the way to Donald's position. When he arrived he was almost out of breath. After resting for a few seconds he said, “Tell them....that were.....evacuating the embassy....no time to....ask why." Donald was a little confused but he went back to the searchlight and sent the following message, "EMBASSY IS BEING EVACUATED, REQUESTING EVAC." The UCAV responded with," ROGER, CHOPPERS ON THE WAY."

Sea Goblin:
A transmition came from the Valais. The COM's officer said, "Sea Goblin dump your supplies, were evacuating the embassy, don't ask why just do it. Also Sea Goblins 5 and 6 will be joining you, Valais out." The back door's of the Osprey's opened and the supplies flew out plummeting towards the ocean.

As the Ustian embassy began to become full of activity, FF commander Ivan Miloselov approached the square with many FF officers aremed to the teeth. Their objective: The arrest of Dinsmerian terrorist Sarah Lenri, who's location was compramised with the blood sample sent earlier. The FF were armed better than the Republican Army, the heavily armored troops armed with flashbangs and G36 rifles. Snipers have located themselves on nearby rooftops, in what looked like a hostage situation. Miloselov walked up to the embassy doors, and promtly ordered, "Attention crew of the Ustian Embassy. I demand the release of Dinsmerian terrorist Sarah Lenri. She is under arrest for treason and seven charges of homocide." He waited for a responce.

OOC: Looked at your updated signature, very funny wise guy.

As Guards and soldiers ran every which way Donald noticed the snipers taking their positions on the rooftops. "Oh shit,” he thought as an FF officer approached the barbwire-covered gate. Donald walked towards the gate with his UMI-32 at the ready. Jack followed possibly thinking the same thing as Donald. When the man demanded that they turn over there Prisoner he answered, "alright but is it really necessary for the snipers?" Donald changed his attention towards Jack and said to him, "Sergeant go get the person in charge of are prisoner, tell him that were turning her over to the FF." Jack responded with a "yes sir" and then ran off into the main building.

Meanwhile the choppers started to arrive on the landing pad. The Gunship hovered over the LZ as everyone started to load up in the Osprey's. The Gunship noticed the snipers and readied to engage them if they opened fire.

Main building:
Thomas and Sarah ran threw the hallway, as Guards and soldier's hurried out of the building and towards the landing pad. While moving threw the hallway Thomas noticed threw a window that several men had gathered outside the gate. He said, "Wait stop" and immediately stopped running. He pulled out his binoculars and looked towards the gate. He knew the men were FF right away. "Ok this is going to be more difficult then I thought it would be" thought Thomas as he looked towards the gate. He put the binoculars down and said, "The FF is here, most likely for you." He paused for moment, thinking of what to do. Then he grabbed Sarah's hand and said, "your going to have to trust me." He looked down the hallway and then looked back to Sarah. "This way" he said and he started down the hallway while holding Sarah's hand. Thomas led Sarah to a locker room full of weapons and equipment. He opened one of the lockers, it had a complete Guard uniform and luckily it was Sarah's size. He grabbed the uniform and handed it to Sarah while saying, "here, put this on. I've got an idea that might work."

Jack:
He sprinted into the building asking anyone he could find if they hand seen Thomas. Somebody said he was on the second floor so Jack headed there as fast as he could, knowing full well that in a few minutes Farbanti was going to be a smoldering crater.

OOC: What is the FF and what does FF stand for? Is it your secret police? Or is it one of your Special Forces units?

(OOC: I forgot what FF stood for:rolleyes:. But I remember i made it my secret police)

(Also OOC: Nah Ustia. Frikkin city's about to be nuked, no big deal. Let's just keep that a secret;))

The FF men stood outside with their G36 assault rifles. Ivan was waiting, and he replied to Donald, "That is not of any revelence to the release of the girl. 'And her over!" With that all the FF officers sensed Ivan's anger, and they thumbed the safety off of their rifles. They matched the Ustian guards in number but they still had their sniper support. They wore a menacing all-black uniform, and they were the only group in Neo-Erusea to use Kevlar helmets. the ceremonial guard retained stahlhelms and even pickelhaulbes (http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/Neo-Erusea/pickelhaulbe.jpg), while the regular Republican Army used SPECTRA helmets. (http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/Neo-Erusea/spectra.jpg) The FF waited, without any knowledge of what Thomas was planning to do.

OOC: It might be a secret that my men take to their graves considering about 30 minutes Isn’t much time to get away from a nuclear blast.

The Osprey and Seahawk Helicopters gave off a deafening roar as they hovered up above. Donald barely heard the FF man's smart-ass remark but he saw the flick of the safeties and he knew if they opened fire he and everyone else would be screwed. He responded to the FF guy saying, "I'm working on it sir, for all I know your girl could be on one of are helicopters right now considering we were planning on taking her with us. Now if that’s true then I'll just have the chopper turned around and will drop her off. It's been very hard to communicate with all of are units considering the Chemical attack has been screwing with are radio's so please be patient, I have someone on it right now." In frustration he grabbed a few more men and tolled them to find the prisoner and bring her back to him.

In the background the first two Ospreys’ took off, fully loaded with guards and some of 3rd Platoon. (Thomas's unit) Two more Ospreys’ quickly took their place as they landed on the embassy's two helipads.

OOC: I'm assuming Sarah has all of the uniform on.

Main Building:
When Sarah finished putting on the guard uniform he inspected her, making sure the uniform was on right, that the NBC portion of the uniform was working including the gas mask and that it just over all made her look like an embassy guard. After finishing he took a step back and said, "Alright that looks fine, now then this part is very important. I'm going to pretend that you beat me up, grab my knife, stab me and escape in the confusion of the evacuation, It really wouldn't be that hard in truth so I doubt anyone will question it. Any way’s I'm going to wound myself and have you by my side. Act like your checking to see if I’m alright and when someone comes and see's me bleeding everywhere I'll tell them the bullshit story and have them tell are embassy commander. Meanwhile you and me will make are way to the Helipad and then hop in the nearest helicopter. Got all of that? Good." Thomas pulled out his combat knife and sliced his right hand across the palm. A clean red line appeared and blood started to trickle out. He then stabbed his left leg a little ways above his knee. He made sure he didn't hit any important organs. The blood started to come out of his leg as he limped towards one of the lockers and stuffed the combat knife in one. He turned around and with pain in his voice said, "Come on, this way." He limped towards the door they entered from and opened it. He looked out in the hallway and noticed that no one was there. He walked out a few steps and then sat down in the middle of the hallway. He beckoned Sarah towards him and waited for anyone to walk down the hall.

OOC: I would finish the rest of this but its really late here and I'm tired so I'll just post the rest later.

OOC: It might be a secret that my men take to their graves considering about 30 minutes Isn’t much time to get away from a nuclear blast.


OOC: But of course there is no way that a barricade may be placed around Farbanti... Better off with 6 billion people kicking the bucket...:rolleyes:

IC: Miloselov was getting impatient. "Where is the girl?" He shouted at the Ustians, not really expecting a response. He turned to a sargent next to him and said ,"Read your men. If they don't have her over soon she may get away in one of their helicopters. Alert the sniper units. Tell them to keep an eye out for her. She will not get away from me this time."
"Yes sir!" The sargent safetied his rifle and radioed the sniper units. The FF were becoming very impatient.

As the FF were questioning the Ustians a Republicin Army platoon moved in towards the square. They were using T-90 tanks, traveling at a rather slow 15 km/h. The tanks were traling close behind each other with their main guns elavated at an angle to prevent them from hitting the tank in front of them. In the lead was a Vodnik armored vehicle, the Russian equivalent to an American Humvee. As they patrolled around the city they noticed the activity around the Ustian embassy and made their way towards the complex.

OOC: Even if I did have Jack tell about the Nuclear bomb (which he might do if Thomas doesn't tell him the full story) it wouldn't matter very much considering you say there is six billion people in the city (even though thats way more than your total population. Did you mean 6 million?) and about 30 minutes is an impossible amount of time to set up a barricade for a city of that size let alone evacuating. Plus Thomas knows if the nuke goes off it will hurt Neo-Erusea really badly and make the goal for an independent Dinsmer a little easier. However no one else knows about this except Jack and Thomas so if there caught by your men or mine for that matter there pretty much screwed and will be convicted of Treason. The point of view for my government is that Dinsmer is just a psycho terrorist region that wants to destroy Neo-Erusea even though for all my government knows Dinsmer is free and has its own government. (Which isn’t true according to Sarah) Basically the only Ustian's that are on Dinsmer's side is pretty much Thomas and maybe Jack.

IC: Jack yelled, “Coming threw! Move it you slow pocks!" as he maneuvered threw the crowds of guards and soldiers that were heading towards the helipad. A few guards behind him were yelling for his name so he turned back to look for them. They spotted him and ran over to his position. One of them said, "sir were suppose to look for the prisoner, the Chief said that you were looking as well, do you know where they are?" Jack quickly answered, "Somebody said that they were on the second floor. Lets go check it out." The group of men ran up the crowded stairs and reached the second floor. They spreaded out so they could cover more ground. After a few minutes of searching Jack turned a corner and finally found Thomas. He was laying on the floor with a pool of blood on his leg and the floor next to it. He noticed a guard next to him, leaning over and checking up on him. Jack yelled for the rest of the search party and within seconds you could here several clatters of combat boots running down the hall. Jack ran towards Thomas and knelt at his side, behind him the other men turned the corner and ran towards where Thomas laid. "What the hell happened to you?" asked Jack with a concerned tone. Thomas with pain in his voice answered, "Well I had just started taking the prisoner to the choppers. We turned a corner and I realized we were alone. She then kicked me in the damn balls and then grabbed my combat knife. I tried to take it from her but she sliced my hand and then stabbed me in the leg. After that she ran off down the hall. I fell unconscious for I don't know how long and then this guard here came and found me, then you guys showed up." Jack cursed under his breath. He said to his little group, "go tell Donald that the prisoner has escaped, the FF will probable be pissed." Thomas asked, "The FF is here?" even though he already knew that. "Yeah they want the girl,” answered Jack. One of the guards asked Jack, "umm..Sir what about Thomas?" He answered, "I'll get him out of here, now go!" The little search party ran down the hallway and then turned the corner. Jack put his arm under Thomas's shoulder and said, "come on lets get you out of here." He looked at the guard that remained and said, "Hey come on! Help me out here!" The guard (also known as the prisoner or Sarah) grabbed the left side and together they lifted Thomas up and started walking towards the Helipad. As they walked the Hallway become more increasingly packed. They squeezed there way threw and finally went threw a door leading to the Helipad. Outside the roar of the Helicopters was immense. The Two Osprey's on the pad were being quickly filled with men. Jack yelled out to the crew of one of the Ospreys saying, "Hey! We've got a wounded man here! Let him on this one!" One of the crewmembers saw them and beckoned the three of them over. The three of them walked up the ramp and took a set in the back of helicopter. A few more men walked onboard behind them and then finally the same crewmember said, "were full! Wait for the next Helicopter!" The crewmember turned around and said to the pilot, "Were full Jamey! Lets go!" The Osprey's engine grew louder and suddenly the chopper lifted in the air. Thomas looked out of the back as the embassy grew smaller and smaller.

Courtyard:
As Donald argued with the FF the search party came out of the main buildings front door. They ran towards Donald and then stopped a foot away from him. One of them said, "Sir the prisoner has escaped, we found Thomas bleeding on the floor with knife wounds." Donald in a state of shock answered, "what! Is Thomas alright?" The same guard quickly answered, "Yes sir his fine. He just left on the last pare of Osprey's. Sir he said she attacked him shortly after the evacuation began, she would of easily been able to get out of her sir in the confusion." Donald shock his head in response to that. "Yeah it wouldn't be hard for her at all" he said in response. Another guard ran out from the main building and went over to his position. When he arrived the guard said, "sir the last Helicopter is here, you and everyone else still here has to be on it sir." Donald stood there and thinked for a bet. After a few seconds he turned to the FF and said something that would most likely piss them even further off. He said, "I have orders guys. Were leaving right now so I'll have to leave the search for this prisoner to you guys, sorry." Donald saluted the FF men and then ran off towards the helipad with the rest of the men. When Donald and everyone else went inside the courtyard became deserted.

OOC: Just a little heads up if you don't know already. All of the men are wearing NBC gear so your not going to be able to recognize her considering the Gas mask and NBC gear covers the body from head to toe.

Miloselov turned to his men. AS the Ustians departed they walked into the embassy, guns at the ready. They looked through every room, swept every hallway and even checked for any secret compartments. No trace could be found of her. Miloselov was annoyed, walking seemingly walking around in circles as he himself double-checked everything. Two officers walked up o him, a bit out of breath. "Sir," said the officer, "There's something I think you want to see."
"What is it" asked Miloselov.
"There's blood in a corrider."
"Show me."
The officers led Miloselov to the blood stain. He stared at it for a second, then turned to his officers. "I want you to get samples of this. Now!"
"Aye sir!"
The guards ran off in a direction. Miloselov continued to look around.

In a bus some 5 kilometers from Farbanti, 20 men sat in the back, expecting to guard the bomb while it was set up. The engineers in the front looked at each other. They spoke quitely with each other. What they said was not intended for the ears of the rest of the passengers. The first engineer started the conversation and said, "So. Shall we go over on how to start up the weapon?" The second looked around, then he got closer to the first engineer and whispered, "Don't you know? There is no bomb."
"What" said the first engineer through his teeth.
"There is no bomb. What we have here is a fancy looked piece of garbage."
"What? Why?"
"It was to buy our agent time. Top brass knew she would get captured by the Ustians."
"So then... What are we supposed to do? If there is no bomb."
"Top brass spent alot a lot money arming our men with those shiny new XM-8 rifles. Heaven knows where they got it."
"Arming our men for what? What's going on?"
"We are going to 'set' the 'bomb' up, while they protect us from the FF or the Republican Army. Hopefully the latter..."
The bus continued on to Fabanti, all according to plan.

OOC: I figured you would do that with the 'bomb.'

The thumping of the Helicopter blades made it almost impossible to hear anybody. A Medic was looking over Thomas checking to see if the knife wounds had hit any vital organs. After a few minutes of looking over Thomas's wounds the Medic yelled, "Your lucky sir, the knife penetration missed important organs in your leg. Its almost like whoever did this to you was very careful at where they stabbed you." Thomas was alarmed by that statement, "hopefully he doesn't think anything of it" thought Thomas as the medic took his seat across from him. Suddenly a Cross Com transmission came in, the video player in the top left corner came up and a video of Donald appeared on the screen. "Thomas do you mine telling me the reason behind the evacuation? It sounded like it was very important that we got out of there as fast as possible, what’s going to happen Thomas?" The transmition caught him off guard but he quickly answered back with, "Now is not the time, I'll tell you when we get back to base."
"Were not going back to base Thomas. The Osprey's are going to drop us off on the R.U.S Valais."
"Shit" thought Thomas as he heard that, "maybe will head back to NE Island after a little while." He wondered why they were heading towards the Valais so he asked Donald about it, He answered, "It's closer then NE Island and the General is getting really paranoid about possible terrorist attacks so were going to be put on the Valais until the security on NE Island is all set." Thomas rolled his eyes and said, "If That's the case then were going to be on that ship for quite awhile."
"Yeah probable, well over and out." Donald saluted on the screen and then it went blank. Thomas looked out the back of the Helicopter as they got 'Feet Wet' (http://www.fas.org/man/dod-101/sys/ac/v-22-osprey.jpg) or just reaching the ocean. As he looked out the back he thought, "Will be there soon enough, for now I'm just going to kick back and relax."

OOC: You sound like you were looking forward to seeing my capital blow up:rolleyes:

IC: They continued towards Farbanti. Everyone on the bus had a look of anxiety on their face. Many of these men were extremely young, most of them 18 years old, and have never seen any sort of combat before. Although they weren't young enough to forget about the war that engulfed Dinsmer many years ago. But they knew that their mission would send them to their death anyways. And that it would send millions to their grave as well. Or so they thought. The two engineers looked back at them. They would be fighting for a lie.

The bus was already inside Farbanti city limits. In the city the freedom fighters looked out to the buildings. The fires and the riots were out for the most part. But the Republican Army was still present. One of the Dinsmer Liberation Army fighters was Robert Sury. He gripped his XM8 rifle tightly. Robert was a very small man. For the most part he was out of shape. Robert weighed a mere 140 pounds, with enough upper body strength to do one chin up. Yet he was very arrogent. He was sure he'd be able to save the day and take down some Eruseans before the nuke went off. He looked at a nearby Republican Army platton. The infantry were equipped with black AK-74 rifles. A few had SKS carbines. He saw one with a PKM machine gun. They kept moving towards Juniop square. As they approached it they noticed the FF guards swarming around the embassy. Robert looked at them. It was quite easy to identify that these men were FF. With their Kevlar helmets and G36 rifles they were more potent to operate as a SWAT team than the Republican Army. Plans changed. The bus took a left turn and headed twenty miles south of the square. They stopped by an alley. So this is it, thought Robert as he peared out the window. I guess I won't be seeing any combat. To the dismay of the engineers, a Republican Army platoon came out around the corner. Robert looked at his rifle. He was practically waving it around in the air. A Neo-Erusean soldier began to approach the bus with an SKS (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/2/2f/SKS_Flickr.jpg) carbine in hand. He got nervous, but he wanted to fight. He decided to fire. He opened the window of the bus and sticked out his XM8, and squeezed the trigger. He saw the Erusean fire back at him and run for cover. Robert kept on firing but he kept missing, and he watched as the Erusean soldier got away. Everyone else on the bus shot upwards and got on their feet, and they scrambled to get off the bus. Using the massive vehicle as cover they began to shoot at the Eruseans. The Republican Army soldiers were armed with the AK-74s ans the SKS carbines like the last group Robert saw. He came around the edge of the bus. He had his back to the vehicle, and he sprinted quickly to the alley. With his back against that wall he listened to the bullets flying, and he could tell that someone was focusing their fire on his wall. He turned around and fired, but dove behind his wall again. He looked up at another freedom fighter. In turn that man looked at him and said, "Whats the matter Robert? Didn't expect the enemy to fire back?" He saw the man grin, and then he turned back to the wall. He listened to the bullets flying, and as the other freedom fighter stepped out from cover, Robert watched a bullet slam right into his chest. The Dinsmerian was thrown backwards, and he died shortly. Robert was becoming very afraid. He looked around the corner and just as he did a bullet ejected material from the wall a few centimeters from his face. He jumped back into cover. He looked into the alley and found a doorway. He decided that would be his retreat. The Dinsmerians, who were better armed, were being cut down because of their lack of training. As Robert prepared to turn around the corner he heard someone shout "Grenade!" and his reflexes made him dive for the deck and throw his weapon away. An explosion made his ears buzz, and he looked up to see half the men already dead. The others were scrambling for the buildings. Robert entered his doorway, where a Neo-Erusean soldier with an SKS carbinewho was planning to sneak around the freedom fighters came face-to-face with Robert. Robert realized that he dropped his gun outside when the grenade exploded. He saw the Erusean raise his weapon and pull the trigger. But there was no 'bang'. Instead the soldier ejected the cartridge and reach for a new one. With that Robert reached for the weapon to push it away, and the two were locked in a duel, pushing the carbine towards each other. Robert's strength was failing him, and he slowly took steps backward while trying not to fall over. Robert quickly moved his right hand to get more handle on the weapon, but he sliced his palm on the bayonet that was folded backwards (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/2/2f/SKS_Flickr.jpg). He let go and held his hand to try and control the pain. He realized the mistake he had just done and he looked upward in fear to see the end of the rifle butt being thrusted at his face like a battering ram. It smashed ino him and broke his nose. Robert fell back, and before he could do anything else the Erusean thrusted the rifle butt into his face again and killed him. The Engineers were with the false bomb, hoping that Sarah would be able to get out of custody with their sacrifice. Little did they know where she really was. As the Republican Army surrounded them they came out of cover and unleashed a hail of fire with XM8 rifles they picked up, and they were cut to pieces by the Neo-Erusean soldiers. With that the battle ended. Further investigation by the Neo-Erusean showed that the bomb was a fake dud. Everything was becoming very confusing to the Eruseans.

The Ocean looked rather calm as the Chopper Flight thundered on towards the Valais. As Thomas looked out the back he noticed some ships in the water, he recognized the Destroyer (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/newbigginrefit28er.png) and Cruiser (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/cgx1xo.png) types. The Osprey suddenly banked right and started to descend. As they approached the aircraft carrier (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/cvax8bb.png) a loud Whoosh! Was heard as two fighters (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/x02m7.jpg) zoomed past the helicopter in tight formation. Thomas could now see numerous ships below him and the other Osprey right behind them. He heard the pilot talking, "this is Sea Goblin 5 and 6 requesting permission to land." A response came back, "Roger Sea Goblin 5, land at platform 3, Sea Goblin 6 land at platform 2." The pilot responded, "Roger control tower, coming in now." The Helicopter continued to descend; Thomas started to see a part of the Flight deck, as they got closer. He noticed several white, green and red flight crewmembers moving every which way. The Osprey's propellers started to turn upwards and the helicopter slowly stopped, it then slowly started to descend again. The same crewmember from last time stood up and standed at the door, he looked at everyone and with a smile said, "You guys better nock the rust off of your German because the Valais is full of Wallis Kinder, naturally." (Valais Children) The helicopter touched down and the crewmember said, "alright get out, come on get out."

Several miles south east of Farbanti, the Premier's V-22 Osprey has landed along with its escorts at a Neo-Erusean Republican Air Force base. The Premier stepped out first, with a line of loyal Neo-Erusean airmen standing to his left. After him his ministers stepped out, and they were escorted to a building within the complex. The reinforced bunker would survive anything next to a nuclear bomb. The Premier spoke first.
"Gentlemen, it has come to mind that my military is not as equipped as it should be... This issue must resolved quickly. Suggestions?"
"Sir," replied the Defense Minister, "we need to modernize our army. This is no lie. As of right now the majority of our infantry are equiped with rifles from the late '60's. Soldiers with SKS Carbines will not fair well against even the most mediocore fighters armed with assault rifles and numbers."
"Yes well," said the Minister of the Treasury, "how would we fund this. The military is extremely large."
"We should redirect funds from other things. Education perhaps?"
"What" asked the Minister of Education, "The schools of this country are in shambles. How can you possibly pump even more money into the military?"
"True," said the Premier, "For now we will redirect funds from the police to the military."
"Yes sir..." was the reply in unison.

With that the military was ordered to to bein contracts to purchase AEK-971 rifles for the infantry. They were the units in the most dire need of modernization...

As the men in front of Thomas Disembarked he suddenly saw some flash's engulf the men. "Shit, the press" thought Thomas as he walked down the ramp. As he did so he grabbed Sarah by the sleeve and whispered, "get to my left side, I don't want the press to see you." She did as she was tolled and the two of the m disembarked the Osprey. Flash's came at them left and right as they walked down toward the main tower. Several soldiers had formed a line around the press, holding them back. One of them yelled, "get them out of here! We tolled them no pictures!" under his breath the man said, "fucking press." Meanwhile everyone was lead down several corridors and stair's, Sailor's walked back and forth as they navigated the huge ship. Eventually they were lead to a long corridor with several rooms’ along its side's. Each room was rather small, with four bunks, a little sink and mirror on top and a small bathroom. Not exactly the best room but it works. Everyone went to there rooms and took off all of there equipment, some laid there bags on the floor and went immediately to sleep while other's started chatting amongst them self’s and with sailors. Thomas and Sarah took the first room on the right side. Jack of course followed behind but the person he really didn't want 'Donald' came in as well. He had a stern look on his face as he entered the room. "So do you mind telling me what the hell is going on?" he said while dropping his gear down without looking. Thomas was caught off guard by his sudden appearance but he quickly remembered what he needed to do. "I will but first I need a few people in here."
"All right, who?" answered Donald.
"Anyone that ever saw the prisoner."
"What! Are you kidding?"
"No I'm not. Now I know that Sam, Ethan, Shawn, Will and Nick did considering they handled her but I don't know of anyone else."
"Well besides Jack here and you and me that's it."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Alright then get them in here."
"Whatever you say." Donald sticked his head out of the door and yelled for the five of them to get over here. They all huddled in front of the cramped doorway, Ethan asked, "what is it sir?"
"Well it seems that Thomas need's to talk to the five of you."
"What for?"
"I guess were about to find out Ethan." Thomas looked at them all for a second; he then beckoned the five of them in. He tolled Ethan to close the door behind him, he did and Thomas began to speak.
"Now your all probable wondering why I've crammed you all in this god forsaken room, well I guess I'll just cut straight to the point." He turned to Sarah and said, "Will you please take off you mask." The second the Gas mask came off all of the men gasped in unison, they all looked at Thomas, their eyes were huge.

Freedom costs a buck o' five.

Freedom costs a buck o' five.

OOC: Uhh... Okay

IC: Miloselov continued his investigation of the embassy. Nothing seemed to be coming together. Obviously someone was attacked. The puddle of blood was no accident, unless the Ustians weren't living up what the Eruseans thought of them - well disciplined soldiers - and not people who would get drunk and get themselves a serious nose bleed walking carelessly into a wall. But other than that there was nothing else. Nothing out of line. No weaponry left behind. Samples of the blood were already being taken and FF men were analysing it. No match. It was clear that the blood was not of Sarah Lenri...

Miloselov thought for a minute. What is going on here? Why?... If it isn't the terrorist's blood... Then who? An Ustian? This can't be some accident. If one of them shot themselves then we would have heard it. Unless it was a silenced pistol... But then we never had reports of the Ustian guards weilding silenced weaponry... Miloselov kept on pondering, and he felt like the truth was trying not to reveal itself. How did this blood get here? Did it have to do anything with the dirty bomb? Maybe. That must be it... No... it can't be. The blood is still fresh. Day-old blood in an embassy corrior would have been cleaned up. If not then dried... So then... How did it get here. And who's blood is it...

OFFICIAL SITE OF THE DINSMER WAR (http://www.freewebs.com/neo-erusea)

As Donald argued with the FF the search party came out of the main buildings front door. They ran towards Donald and then stopped a foot away from him. One of them said, "Sir the prisoner has escaped, we found Thomas bleeding on the floor with knife wounds." Donald in a state of shock answered, "what! Is Thomas alright?" The same guard quickly answered, "Yes sir his fine. He just left on the last pare of Osprey's. Sir he said she attacked him shortly after the evacuation began, she would of easily been able to get out of her sir in the confusion."
OOC: I guess your men don't trust what mine said about the 'attack'. Also If I'm right that the reason why the DLA did that little distraction just so Sarah can remain in Ustian hands for the reason of learning about the truth then the DLA are very clever indeed.

The men just stood there in a state of shock. It took awhile for any of them to say anything. The first person to speak was Donald, he roared "WHAT THEHELL IS GOING ON THOMAS!!" Everyone started to speak at once, yelling and making angry geasters at Thomas. Quickly Thomas silenced the men by saying, "quiet!" Everyone immediately went silent. After a couple of seconds of silence Thomas started to speak, "now that we've all calmed down can you please let me explain." No one spook so he continued, "all right then, now the reason why the prisoner is here is because I have unearthed something that is very fishy. It seems that the reason why Dinsmer is still fighting is because Neo-Erusea secretly took over the Dinsmerian government without us knowing." Several of the men looked confused but Donald understood. "How could they of kept the truth from us?" ask Donald. "I don't know if any of this is true Donald that's why we need to find out what really is going on here."
"What do you mean we?" said Jack
"Well we as in everyone in this room."
"And how are we suppose to do that?" asked Donald. Thomas was silent, he stared at everyone and then said, and “I know a Colonel named Corroll." Everyone froze, Donald gulped and then said, "you know THEY Corroll! You mean Corroll McGregor!? The man that led his force's threw the thick of the Southwest War!"
"Uhh yeah.....we fought together in the same unit during that war." Everyone just stared at him, they knew what he and everyone else in that unit went threw, the carnage, the huge ambushes they got in and of course there amazing rescue of the trapped PF troop's. All of this taking place in the hellhole known as Urkdak. After a long pause Donald said, "Well then that changes everything."

OOC: Who the hell is McGregor? :confused:

IC: The Premier was furious now. He had a reply from Neucom Inc that the production of AEK-971 rifles was hindered for reasons not disclosed. He went about looking at his cabinet, and they arranged a meeting the the board of corporation.

"What the hell are you idiots doing?" exclaimed Premier Marshal Mondol. "Where are the rifles for the Republican Army?"
"We... We cannot build them. Those weapons are still in testing and are not ready for production."
"What!" The Premier's eyes shot open. He couldn't beleive what he was hearing. "Then are you supposing we be left with AK-47s and SKS Carbines?"
"We can build for you G3A3 assault rifles."
"G3's? Very well then. Anything can be better than SKS Carbines."
Neucom Incorporated became forced to manufacture the G3A3 (http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/Neo-Erusea/G3A3.jpg) assault weapons, to replace the aging AK-47s and SKS Carbines.

OOC: Very long story but I'll just give you the basics. Many years ago the PeoplesFreedom was falling into madness, there was an attempted coup but it failed and the leader of the Coup forces retreated to a city. (Don’t remember what it was called, this happen at least a year ago) During this Chaos the Islamic population took a chance and tried to gain Independence in the Southwest Province of PF considering over various years they said that laws were passed that took freedom's away from there people and so the government of PeoplesFreedom after seeing there country fall apart requested immediate help from any generous nations. Wilhelmsborough, me and several other nations responded to the request, they tolled us that we were in charge of a city called Urkdak, which was the capitol of the province. Are combat troops arrived at a newly built airfield outside of Urkdak and after a little while we started are operations. We were subjected to fierce ambushes; sniper attacks that sort of thing. During all of this a commander known as Corroll lead his men threw the thick of it. He was joined by his second in Command Thomas Nolan a good friend of his and of Course Jack Graham the funny guy. (that would change) They would fight against overwhelming numbers time and again. Eventually Corroll was wounded (I think) and Thomas took command for a while. They would eventually save a group of trapped PF troops in a horrible ambush/battle that they would barely escape from. After many fierce encounters peace talks started to end the bloodshed. Corroll would be the main representative for Ustia in these talks that would eventually be successful. However the true event that ended the war would be when *CLASSIFED BY MCI*

"Not really" said Thomas in response to Donald's statement.
"What, why?"
"Because were on the god damn Valais!"
"So? What’s wrong with that?"
"What’s wrong is that Corroll is all the way over at Northeastern Island! Kind of hard to carry out anything when you don't know hardly anybody on this ship!"
"Oh...wait a minute, what do you mean by Carrying out anything?"
"I mean we can't tell anyone about this and I mean no one."
"Why? Shouldn't we try to figure out what's going on?"
"Yes we will but isn’t it kind of strange that no one outside of Neo-Erusea knows about this?"
"Yes but....wait you don't actually think that MCI is keeping secrets from us?"
"I don't know what to think Donald but something fishy is defiantly going on." Donald crossed his arm's and thinked for a little bit. He stared around the room until his eyes fell on Sarah. It looked like he suddenly remembered something because his eyebrows suddenly went up. He turned towards Thomas and asked, "well were going to need to make up a name for her, I was thinking.."
"Amanda Curtis" said Thomas.
"How did you know?"
"I remembered her from the guard list when I first arrived."
"Yeah she was done with her tour at the Embassy, She left a day before the attack, we forgot to update the guard list so when the attack occurred the list stayed that way."
"You know that cover wont last forever, someone's going to find out sooner or later, that's why we need to get out of here as soon as possible." Ethan suddenly cut into the conversation, "so what do we do until were taken off this vessel?"
"We just act normal and stay low. We don't want to raise anyone's suspicions." Donald clapped his hands together and said, "Well than I think that settle's it, we just act normal until were taken off this bucket of bolt's and then we go from there, agreed?" Donald looked throughout the group, everyone nodded including Thomas. The meeting was effectively over, everyone left the room and headed towards their Courtiers while everyone remaining in the room kicked back and relaxed with the exception of Thomas and Sarah. While Donald and Jack tried to get some sleep Thomas walked over to Sarah and asked, "Are you alright Sarah? Is there anything I can do for you like get you a glass of water or something?"

Polkovnik Vladimir Leoronev was supervising the training of Neo-Erusean soldiers, firing their G3 rifles at targets at varied ranges. They're doing all right, thought Leoronox, certainly better than top brass thought they would. The Army had been renamed the "Republican Guard" to very little apperant reason. Politics, thought Leoronev, go figure. The Republican "Guardsmen" were doing fairly well with their new rifles, and they would need to, because the crisis in Dinsmer was heating up. It seems as the second the bulk of the Neo-Erusean forces pulled out of Dinsmer the terrorists began to initiate their plans. More target practice was being carried put by soldiers weilding RPG-7s and RPG-29s. The RPG-29 rockets are far more powerful and can even penetrate the armor of a number of modern main battle tanks. The Polkovnik walked around, ensuring that everything was according to regulations. So far there were no 'incidents' with the live fire training.

Out in the Dinsmer Provincial Capital City, Brena, the Republican Guard was busy doing a normal routine. Soldiers were goose stepping though wide streets and avenues of the capital, a naked display of power that was challenged by no one in the province. The rebellious forces never took it upon themselves to attack the Republican Guard, but rather use terror tactics on civilains to achieve their goal: The freedom of Dinsmer. A secondary goal that is always kept in mind by their extremists was the complete erradication of Neo-Erusea and Ustia. Many of those still remember how Ustia's promises were retracted as the war began to slow down, and they left them without the freedom they thought was within reach. AS they were not satisfied with their "Semi-Sovereign" status, the Dinsmerians fought with Neo-Erusea, and after a complete takeover was accomplished by the former Republican Army, Dinsmer was reduced to a full province and their "star" was added back to the flag.

The silence from Sarah concerned Thomas. He repeated himself, "Are you all right Sarah? Is there something wrong? Something that I can get you?"

C.I.C room (Command, Intelligence and Control):
Admiral Scott Emmerich, The commander of the battle group was seated in his chair, going over today's reports. Everything was normal in the CIC, nothing out of the ordinary was happening. That feeling was shattered when a sailor walked up to the Admiral and whispered in German, "Sir, two MCI agents would like to speak with you."
"Very well, were are they?"
"There standing right outside the CIC sir."
"Alright, I'll be right there." The admiral slowing got out of his seat and started to walk towards the door leading to the agents. "Vice Admiral you have the helm" he said as he walked, "aye sir, I have the helm,” responded the Vice Admiral. Scott entered the door, he saw two men in black suits with black ties, they looked like the Secret Service. One of them walked over to the admiral and held out his hand. He said to him, "its nice to meet you Admiral, I'm Agent Mark and this is Agent Ridley." Scott took his hand and shook it while at the same time saying, "its nice to meet you too, do you mind telling me the reason behind your visit? I do have a fleet to run here."
"Ah yes, well it seems you have some men onboard that have information that we need."
"Who?"
"The men that just arrived from the embassy."
"Ah yes the ones from Farbanti, is there someone in particular that you wanted to see?"
"Yes, we would like to speak with a Thomas Nolan, he was in command of the platoon sent to reinforce the embassy. Can you tell us where he might be?"
"Yes I can. All personal that arrived from the embassy were taken to crew Courtiers 1A, your man should be somewhere around there. I can have someone lead you there if you want."
"That would be great, thank you for your help admiral."
"Your welcome." Scott returned to the CIC as a sailor lead the two Agents to the Courtiers of Thomas.

Minister House, Directus:
"Sir this is the second attack that has occurred in Farbanti, we need to do something to stop the DLA from conducting more attacks,” said Foreign Affairs Minister Richard Saben. "Well what do you suppose we do Richard? Help occupy Dinsmer and have another Guerilla war on are hands?" answered Prime Minister Jeff Carson.
"No, I recommend we send in a small group of special forces that will work along side with Neo-Erusean forces and have them destroy the DLA by cutting off there supplies such as taking down there weapons supplier's and hunting down there leaders."
"That sounds like a good plan. Have the Joint Chief's assemble at branch Headquarters’ and get the Fatian Military Representatives there as well."
"Fatio sir?"
"Yes, if were going to do it this way I want minimal Ustian forces in Dinsmer. Besides this situation goes along with are Alliance agreement any way’s."
"Uh...yes sir, I'll get right on it."

Sarah, who was day-dreaming, looked up at Thomas. She quickly said, "No. Nothing's wrong." She looked away into the corridors of the ship. "What will happen? How can you help us?" She stared off into the corridor again, and said, "Right now. At this very moment: Neo-Erusea is conducting an annual march of their Republican Guard down the streets of Brena."
http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/Neo-Erusea/Brena_march.jpg
"They will march down the larger avenues and streets, while playing their music (http://h1.ripway.com/nsErusea/March.mid), an oppresive march that does nothing but install fear into its listeners. This is the third year that they march." Sarah looked away again, begining to picture the events in her hometown. And as she pondered, Republican Guard soldiers stepped down the streets of Brena, with their march playing just as Sarah informed.

OOC: What does MCI stand for?

Bumped for you, Ustia

EDIT: OMG what were the chances Ustia would log off the second I bumped this <_<

Thomas starred at Sarah; he could tell by her expressions that something happened to her in the past, something horrible. He started feeling an overwhelming sense of sadness so he unplugged the cord that powered his helmet's systems and took it off. He sat down on the edge of his little bed and put his hands in front of his face with his elbow's resting on his legs. As he pulled his hands down his face he said in a very tired tone, "I don't know what will happen Sarah but I do know of a way to help your people, I'm just not sure if will get a chance to do it. Being on this aircraft carrier complicates things, I was relying on an old friend at our Island but as you can see where currently on a naval vessel so I can't do anything until where moved there." Suddenly a sailor entered the room asking in German if there was a Thomas Nolan in the room. Thomas stood up and said to him in German, "I'm Thomas is there something you need me for sailor?" He responded with, "yes sir, there is a couple of MCI agents that would like to speak with you sir." He winced as the sailor said that. Thomas turned his head towards Sarah and said in English, "stay here and don't let them see you" and with that he walked out the door and followed the Sailor to a room that looked like an officer's courtier, there was a man in a black suit setting at a nice table with all kind's of little things on it. The man motioned for him to set down so he did. A man in similar clothing closed the room's door behind them; Thomas had a bad feeling about this espicelly because of the rumors about the MCI. The man had a manila envelope in his hand's, it looked like it had a lot of papers in it. The man started by introducing himself, "Hello Mr. Nolan I'm Agent Mark from MCI I would like to ask you a few question's", he opened the envelope and dropped a file of Sarah on the table, it had a picture of her and all of the information you would ever want. "Do you know this woman Mr. Nolan?" Thomas answered with, "Yes sir, her name is Sarah and I interrogated her for information."
"I see, well can you tell me what she said to you?"
"She didn't say anything sir, I couldn't get her to talk."
"Really? Then how did you know her name?"
"We took a blood sample and sent it threw the Neo-Erusean database sir, they gave us back basic information about her like her name, birthday, the town she lives in and so on."
"Oh I see, so you’re sure she never talked?"
"Positive."
"Alright then I'd like to move on to the subject about how she escaped, could you sum up what happened?"
"Of course sir, we were evacuating the building and I was escorting her to the helicopter's. It was rather confusing with all of the people running every which way, any way’s as we were walking we came onto a corridor that was completely empty so I guess she took her chances and decided to kick me in the balls. I cry out in pain as she grabs my knife which was on my shoulder case right here." Thomas pointed to the empty knife holder on his left shoulder and then continued, "I then tried to take the knife away from her but as I tried she sliced my hand and then while I was in pain she stab's me in the leg."
"Can I see your wounds Mr. Nolan?"
"Why certainly Agent Mark." Thomas stood up and showed the Agent the sliced hand and stabbed leg that was now covered with bandages. Mark motioned for him to set down and asked him to continue. Thomas went on to describe how he went unconscious for a while until Jack and a small group of men found him lying on the floor. He continued by telling him that they carried him to the helicopter and how they evacuated the embassy. When Thomas finished Agent Mark said to him, "Is that all Mr. Nolan?"
"Yes sir, that's the whole story."
"Alright then your free to go, thank you for your time Mr. Nolan."
"Your welcome Agent Mark." They other agent opened the door and Thomas started to leave but just then Agent Mark said to him, "oh I almost forgot... Mr. Nolan!" Thomas turned around and said, "Yes what is it?"
"I might need to question you again if there's still hole's in this case."
"I would be happy to answer any of your question's Agent Mark but now I have to go, see you later." Thomas then walked out of the room and headed back toward his Courtiers.

OOC: MCI stands for Military Command and Intelligence. Its similar to the CIA but instead it's a military organization. Also the reason why I logged off is because this post took so damn long to make.

OOC: Okay thanks.

IC: The Republican Guard was recieving newer G3 rifles with every day that passed by. Soldiers continued their training, and the crisis in Dinsmer seemed to be dying down.

Brena, Dinsmer.
Neo-Erusea, 1600 Hours

The March was still going on as thousands of soldiers were marching down the pathways in the provincial capital of Brena. A rebel fighter was among the crowd spectating. He didn't wear uniform of any sort. Orders wer not to interfere with the parade. His name was Kenith Lowrence. He had a 9mm pistol in hand, and was watching the soldiers march by. Each of them had old carbines of some sort with bayonets on them. He had his 9mm Luger, which he planned to use whether the DLA wanted him to or not. He watched at the passing soldiers stomp by. The march being played in the backround was starting to give him goose bumps. He reached into his coat and extracted the handgun. He raised it up at a passin soldier, who barely looked in time to see the gun be fired into his nose. The Erusean fell backwards, and Kenith fired another round into the neck of another soldier, until five of them turned around and stabbed him with the bayonet. Feeling five steel spikes penetrate his chest wasn't the most pleasent thing in the world, and before he knew it Kenith was choking on blood. He fell back slowly, and even as he fell angry soldiers stabbed the rebel with vengeance. He was still alive, choking and entering shock as organs were being punctured and ribs shattered. He couphed up blood one last time and then was engulfed by Death's clock...

The march continued on even though of the casualties sustained.

OOC: Just to let you know, there not speaking German, that's only the ships crew. Ustia has two official language's, this ship happens to be full of the German speaking part expect for the embassy personal off course.

"I don't like this," said Thomas as he entered his courtiers again.
"Why? What did they ask you?" said Donald.
"Basic information like if I knew Sarah and what not, he seemed to be interested in what you might of said Sarah." Thomas looked at her when he said that. "What did you tell him?" asked Donald, changing the subject. "I tolled him that she said nothing which according to the tape's is true now I hope this guy isn’t suspicious of me or we might be in trouble."
"Yeah, you don't want a MCI agent breathing down you neck. So did he ask you anything else?"
"Yeah he wanted to know the fake story about how are 'prisoner' escaped so I tolled him, hopefully he believes it. He also wanted to know about my injuries so I showed them to him."
"Anything else?"
"No that was it but he did tell me that he might need me again"
"Ah shit, that's not good Thomas. We really need to get off this ship now."
"Tell me about it Donald but there's really nothing I can do, the only thing we can do is set and wait until the General say's it's ok unless....."
"Unless what?"
"Unless I can get Corroll to convince him to let us go to the island."
"That might work."
"Yeah it just might." Thomas looked at his watch, it was almost dinnertime. Suddenly a voice came on the intercom, it was a nice pleasant women voice obviously automated she said, "Now here this, dinner will commence in ten minutes, I repeat dinner will begin in ten minutes. All personal please report to your respective mess hall's, that is all." Jack and Donald slowly started to get up, Jack in response to the annoucment said, "finally some real food!"
"You and me both brother" said Donald. The two men walked out the door and headed toward the mess hall, leaving Thomas and Sarah alone. He debated whether or not to ask her until finally he decided yes. He very politely asked her, "Sarah, would like to accompany me to the mess hall? You must be hungry after all of this, I know I am. We can worry about everything else later, for now let's just relax and enjoy a hot meal."

Ustia Branch Headquarters’, Directus, Ustia:
The Joint Chief's started to arrive in the meeting room while The Fatian representative’s arrived as well. After several minutes everyone was settled in so the meeting began, the lights were turned off and the projector started. On screen the Gründer Industries emblem (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/Grnder.png) could be seen as the program loaded. This program was apart of the Gründer Industries military computer network that is made up of different versions, this one was briefing. The loading finished and immediately and picture of Neo-Erusea could be seen on screen (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/562459_20041021_screen009.jpg). The commander of the SFC (Special Forces Command) General Adam Levinsohn walked to the front of the screen holding a controller in his hand. He clicked on Dinsmer and the screen focused in on it. He turned around and said to the group "Lady's and Gentlemen, this right here is Dinsmer. This little area has given us so much trouble over the past few year's, they've been terrorizing Neo-Erusea for many years using Gruellia warfare on there enemy's and innocent civilian’s. This has to stop now, Dinsmer is too big of threat to ignore that is why we are assembled here today." Adam turned around and pressed a button, the picture (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/562459_20041021_screen010.jpg) zoomed in and the land became a little more detailed while the sea had little dots all over it to distinguish land from sea. Adam continued, "Now what I propose is sending in a small group of Special Forces, let's say a couple hundred or so and have them destroy the infrastructure of the DLA or Dinsmer Liberation Army. This can be supported by Fatian Naval forces and your special forces if you wish, The Fatian naval force can provide air support for the ground forces and can provide offshore bombardment if necessary among other things like logistics’." On the briefing screen several red arrows went towards Dinsmer and ended in Brena, the arrows then spreaded into several other's until they engulfed all of Dinsmer. A fleet representation also showed up colored in Yellow just offshore of Dinsmer. "Now does anybody object to this plan or want some modifications?" A Fatian representative raise his hand and said in German, "Yes there's just one question I have."
"Alright shoot,” responded Adam in German.
"Yes I was just wondering if well also be working with NE forces?"
"Off course we will but first we need to hammer down are strategy before we show this to Neo-Erusea, now does anybody disagree with this plan?" Nobody said anything so Adam continued, "alright then lets start planning out this attack.”

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All had been going well for the most part in Dinsmer. Occupation forces have been on high alert, yet they were faced with little opposition from DLA forces. Indeed, it seemed that the insurgency in Dinsmer was dying down. Polkovnik Boris Kelsinev was in chatge of the forces in the province. He was with his top officials, deliberating their strategy on combating the resistance.
"So then" began the Polkovnik, "as you all may already know we have had minimal casualties in the annual march in Brena. Far less than we projected. "
"Sir," replied an officer, "What of the tanks that will be arriving at Brena next week? Can we expect DLA forces to ambush them. It seems like they've resorted to insurgencies and terrorist movements. So far the international community hasn't been involved."
"Well, the Ustians might get dragged into this." replied another.
Kelsinev nodded in agreement, and stated, "Perhaps we may get support from them. They should be better suited than our forces. Their army seems better equipped, and probably better trained too." He was interrupted by a soldier who stepped inside, and called the polkovnik. "Sir, you've got new orders from Farbanti."
"What is it? Show me." The soldier proceeded to show him a telegram from the government. "Cute. Its congradulating us. Anything important now?"
"Umm... No sir."
"Dismissed soldier." The man promtly turned around and left, while the polkovnik looked back at the letter and put it down on the table.

In Brena, several individuals were standing in alleys and corners. When the parades are over and the MP's take their breaks, they will make their move...

The Joint Chiefs and Fatian representatives had finalized the Plan. It had started with a Special Forces build up on the Island of Tolvin, Ustian C-17's and Fatian C-5B's begin a cycle of dropping off men and supplies and then heading out again. Among the first Special Forces units to arrive was the Wardog Commando's, officially of course. Unofficially the 1st SOD (Special Operations Detachment) and the Dark Agents arrived first but they don't exist according to the government and the general public. They brought along there SF-IWS gear and CO-IWS gear, highly classified of course. The Fatian Jagdkommando’s (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/Fatio/jagkommando.jpg), a highly trained Special Forces unit for Counter Insurgency and Counter Terror operations, joined them. The Ustian SF units brought SF-Wolf HMMWV’s (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/Eagle_Recce_Decoupe_Suisse_01.jpg) along with them, it's more heavily armed and faster then the original Wolf but it's less armored as a result. Also along for the ride were the UNISUV's but only a few (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/unisuv02camo9li.png) of the versions (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/unisuv01camonew2uu.png) would be used in combat. However even though the operation was technical already under way it was going to need the Parliaments and the Prime Minister's approval to get fully underway, something that is already being debated.

R.U.S Valais, Crew Courtier's:
He was worried about Sarah, something is diffently wrong with her, she keeps on spacing out like she's thinking about something, something that is probable a bad memory. "Sarah are you alright? You keep on spacing out on me. Is there something on your mined? Do you want to talk about it or perhaps later?"

OOC: Sorry for not posting sooner, had a lot of crap to do.

OOC: Where is Tolvin? Anywhere near Dinsmer or some island near you? I want to know before I continue. Because it would matter if transport planes were landing near me...

OOC: Continuing on with my telegram, Tolvin is really out in the middle of nowhere. It's pretty far away from Dinsmer and you. I'm just using this island to gather up my resources for the coming campaign. I'll send these forces on towards NE Island where they will wait for the go ahead. That go ahead wont be given until my government informs yours of the upcoming operation and when other 'issues' are resolved.

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Now the Polkovnik was becoming upset. Tanks were being paraded in Brena, early in the morning. Boris looked up. The site would be amazing to any watching bystander. But any person with knowledge of the military knew how pahetic the force was and how it would fare against a modern army. Before the Polkovnik were some 500 T-62 tanks. The old tanks that probably haven't been operated for decades were rolling down a large avenue with their 115mm guns pointed at the sky. Now his real question was, why were such vulnerable tanks being sent into such hazardous areas such as this one. Any DLA rebel with an RPG could take out one or two. Maybe more if he's hiding and God forbid they attack in a group.

(OOC This is a very quick post and I'll come back to finish it.)

Satellite uplink confirmed....
Line is secure....
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*MESSAGE IS TOP SECRET, FOR EYE'S ONLY*
To: Neo-Erusian government
From: Republic of Ustia Joint Chief's of staff and Fatian Representatives

The Republic of Ustia and are Fatian allies have come up with a plain to neutralize the DLA once and for all. Are plain involves the insertion of a small number of special forces units into Dinsmer so they can destroy the infrastructure of the DLA by destroying weapons cashes or finding and neutralizing hideouts and so on. The Neo-Erusian armed forces can of course be involved in this operation as equal partners as we hunt down these terrorists. They only thing we ask of is a staging point inside or very close to Dinsmer, we would appreciate an airfield if possible but if its not we understand. Along with this message we will also be sending the details of this operation to you so no miss communication will occur.

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Tolvin, training area:
"Alright you have 8 seconds to hit 5 targets. Only load your side-arm with 6 bullets." The Jagdkommando’s followed the instructor's order, each of them pulled out there P226's (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/Fatio/sigsauer_p226-3.jpg) clip and emptied half there .40SW rounds. Each man and women stood up to the firing range and waited for the order. "Ready...fire!" The Jagdkommando’s pulled out (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/Fatio/img002_768x576_1172503624.jpg) there weapons in the blink of an eye and hit there targets in seconds, no one missed and each hit was dead on. "Now that is some shooting,” said an anonymous voice. Some of the Jagdkommando’s looked to see who it was, a man in a Ustian combat uniform walked up to the soldiers. The name on his uniform read RICHARD MOSTOW, he stopped a few feet away and said "but I could do that when I was a kid."

"Sir, we have an incoming message," said a woman's voice.
"What is it? Who's it from?" asked the Premier. He looked to his right at the woman who has walked into the room.
"Its from the Ustians. It reads-"
"Give me that!" snapped the Premier. He quickly snatched the telegram from her hands and read it silently.
"Quickly," said the Premier, "Send them a message."
"Yes sir!"

**Top Secret**
To: Republic of Ustia Joint Chief's of staff and Fatian Representatives
From: Glorious Republic of Neo-Erusea Heads of State
Re: Proposed Operation

We are glad that the Republic of Ustia, our allies, and their Fatian comrades have come to our aid in these hectic times of violence and lawlessness promoted by the insubordinate Dinser Liberation Army. Therefore we agree to your proposition and we have determined that the safest place for a landing would be the beaches some 50 kilometers north of the eastern city Joonel. Be forewarned that the rebels have large amounts of support from many residents of the province so it is advised that all military forces keep a safe distance from urban areas. Exactly 33 kilometers north of Joonel is an abandoned air strip which military grade transport aircraft such as your C-130's are capable of operating in. The Republican Guard will clear out the area of the beaches before your special forces make their landing. Again, thank you for your aid and we hope that this operation is successful, and that all our nations may prosper.

End of Message

OOC: Are you going to respond to are little conspiracy thing with Thomas, Sarah and his squad? Just wanted to ask so I don't have to do it in IC.

MCI/SFC, *Classified location*:
Inside the communications room a message was suddenly received. The Com Officer looked at it and smiled, he quickly printed it out and passed it on to the Head Director of MCI, Michael O'Donnell. The Director looked it over, "good, now we can get this show on the road. Forward this message to the Joint Chiefs and the Prime Minister." The officer saluted and walked out of the room. The Joint Chiefs and the PM received the message shortly afterward; The Joint chiefs sent the following reply.

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*MESSAGE IS TOP SECRET, FOR EYE'S ONLY*
To: Neo-Erusian government
From: Republic of Ustia Joint Chief's of staff and Fatian Representatives

Thank you for supplying us with a base of operation's, are forces will be deployed to the area shortly however they'll need to make a stop at Northeastern Island to pick up some important equipment. A Fatian battle group will also be arriving from the south to provide invaluable support for this operation codenamed *Indigo*. If all goes to plan Operation Indigo should be a big success. May are three nations be successful against these terrorist.

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Sarah opened her eyes. She heard Thomas speaking to her and she quickly apologized for zoning out. She looked of at the wall again for a few seconds with hew mind back in Dinsmer. "Do you have a television?" asked Sarah. "If you do find the news, anything that's international. I want to see what's going on in Dinsmer."

Still in Dinsmer the Republican Guard has finally finished their parade, and news crews from around the area and some from other countries that were allowed admission began to depart. A lone soldier was seen in an olive green uniform looking at a crowd of laughing men. They were drinking some sort of extremely cheap vodka. The trooper weighed his G3 in his hand and then slung it around his back. He looked around quickly to check for the location of his commanding officers, who weren't present. He walked up to those drinking men and asked for a swig. They let him have one a conversation started between them. A nearby rebel was watching carefully. He saw it as an ironic form of unity between the men. He reached his gun in his pocket and gripped the pistol. He looked at them, and he raised the weapon. He hesitated, for this was the first time he had even come close to even seeing an Erusean soldier. Idiotically he held the gun up in plain site trained on the soldier. He put it away and he swiveled his head around thinking that he might have been caught. Surprisingly either no one had noticed or no one wanted to sell him out. He walked to his home glad he was still alive and regretting his actions, even though there were no consequences.

"A television?" Thomas looked around the room for a second even though he knew that standard crew courtiers don't have such luxury. After looking around the room he said to Sarah, "Hold on, I'll be back" and walked out of the room in search of the lounge. After asking around a bet he found the room and borrowed one of the flat screen HDTV's. Several minutes later he returned to Sarah and started setting the TV up. When he finished he grabbed the remote and flicked the TV on. "Alright lets see what we got here.... the GASN NN, no....ah here we go." Thomas stopped on channel 60; there was a short commercial and then the news started...
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Ustian Broadcasting Center

There was a short intro and then the news anchors began there broadcast. "Hello everyone I'm Michael Herrman," "and I'm Courtney Weaver, welcome to the UBC." The Camera switched over to Michael as he started to speak, "We begin this broadcast in the Fatherland as people are becoming increasingly worried over the possibility of another terrorist attack in are great nation. In response to this the Department of Fatherland Security has raised the terror alert to moderate, the Aviation alert has also been raised to Maximum. Security has been increased in airports, train stations and other transportation hubs across the country in preparation for a possible attack in the Fatherland. The Prime Minister had this to say on the subject." A video of the PM on a podium appeared as he spoke, "We must remain calm during this difficult time. I urge the Ustian people to just go on with there lives as normal, rest assured your government is doing everything in its power to keep this country safe from possible attack." The picture switched over to Michael again, "Prime Minister Jeff Carson went on to elaborate on the DLA or Dinsmer Liberation Army which everyone is currently fearing considering there last attempt to attack the Fatherland almost succeeded, more on this issue as it develops." The Camera switched to Courtney, "Moving on to International headlines it seems that the Ustian military is building up its strength on Northeastern Island, located just north of the Neo-Erusean mainland. Its unknown what the purpose of this build up is but its high lighting an increasing trend from Tolvin to the island, for more on this we have are field correspond Jamey Heffner at the scene." The picture switched to Jamey standing in front of the tarmac on NE Island as a C-17 landed. " Yes Courtney it seems that the military presence on this island is being increased, possibly to protect from terrorist attack's by the DLA, however the equipment being off loaded to my right seems to suggest a different reason."
"What kind of equipment are we talking about Jamey?"
"I'm not allowed to go into detail but they look like light vehicles that Special Forces would use Courtney."
"Really? Is there anything else that might suggest something other than security, like weaponry?"
"No Courtney I haven't seen anything else that would suggest a build up for an offensive or anything else like that but I have been given only limited access Courtney so really I'm not sure." The picture switches back to Courtney, "Alright thank you Jamey. Well continuing on with the situation in Neo-Erusea and Dinsmer we have Andy Milton on the Scene in Farbanti." The picture switches to Andy with the city of Farbanti to his back. "Thank you Courtney, there have been several reports of attack's in Farbanti and Dinsmer resulting in many death's, the detail's of most of these attack's are sketchy considering the Ustian government and military will not allow any UBC personal in Dinsmer. They say it's "too dangerous for any press" but I'm standing in Farbanti where several attack's have taken place including a chemical attack resulting in the evacuation of the Ustian Embassy Courtney. Hopefully this ban will be lifted Courtney so we can find out what's going on."
The Picture returned to Courtney, "Yes I agree with you Andy, good luck out there and stay safe."
"I will."
"Stay with us will be back after a short break."

International waters, south of Dinsmer:
"Sir will reach Dinsmer in a couple of day's"
"Thank you officer, you may return to your post." The officer saluted and walked out, Rear Admiral Julius Khashow starred at the flight deck of the F.P.S Mund as Two Rafale's took off for a recon mission. The Fatian 2nd N.E.U/1st Fleet had been at sea for quiet awhile waiting for the go ahead of Operation Indigo, now they are closing in on Dinsmer waiting to get into the action.

Northeastern Island, Ustian Military complex:

It had been several hours since the Special Task Force known as Task Force 21 had landed at Northeastern Island. There would be one last briefing in the military complex's briefing room before they headed out. Richard Mostow and his partners Eric Shepard and Mark Zimmer walked into the briefing room as everyone settled in. There uniform's had no unit designation on them, the only thing on there uniform that could identify them was there name and the basic R.U. ARMY designation. Some of the SF members noticed it but it was nothing new to them so they didn't think anything of it. The three men took there sets as TF 21 leader Captain Dieter Rosenzweig started the briefing, "Hello gentlemen, as you all know we will be landing at an abandon airstrip approximately 21 miles north of the city known as Joonel. This meeting is to just clarify are plan for the landing. Now the first wave will be a group of Fatian marines supplemented by Wardog commandos, they will be the heli born force that establishes a four-corner perimeter around the airfield. If its clear of all possible hostiles then the transports will land, the first wave of transports will have combat ready groups equipped with UNISUV's just incase of an ambush. Its vital that the first waves secure that airfield because the other transport aircraft will have units that are not equipped to fight such as engineers and maintenance crew's. Now once the airfield is completely secured will start to set up shop. Also will have several support elements on hand including Spectre's, naval gunfire and missile support and Tiger's. (Not the animal) Is there any questions?" Nobody said anything, "Alright then suit up, we leave at 2200 hours." Everyone quickly emptied the room and headed towards the barrack's. The three men quickly gathered there gear and headed towards the C-130 waiting on the tarmac. The three took there seat's as other TF 21 members piled in, it was rather cramped with the battle ready Kitsune (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/RG-31.jpg) setting right smack in the middle of the cargo bay but no one complained, that vehicle will probable save there lives. The rear door finally closed and the C-130 started to move, it was very quiet in the back as the men and women of Task Force 21 headed out into the unknown.

OOC: I posted this so when you come back we can get this moving a little quicker.

A Republican Guard soldier looked to his left. It was a sunny day and he saw a car heading north, being followed by vans. He signaled the vehicle to stop, and walked to its side. (http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/Neo-Erusea/erusea_checkpoint.jpg) He examined the passengers, and to him they might as well be foreigners because of their faces. He turned around back and noticed the Ustian license plate. What he stopped was a car that had to belong to the news crew he saw earlier, and he thought that the large news vans had the equipment. Bored, he decided to ask the driver questions, just to mess with him. Being stationed in Dinsmer sucks... Boring as hell. Might as well have some fun.

"Sir, show me your identification and your passport." He waited for a response.

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Dinsmer Liberation Army fighters stationed near Joonel got the word from their collaborators of the joint Ustia-Fatio special forces that are approaching. The rebels had men armed to the teeth with M16A2 rifles and M249 machine guns, with their old LAW missiles that were supplied by the former Holy Empire of Birania. "Well men. There are fishermen who spotted helicopters inbound in our direction. We are here to give them a welcoming party. Our Stingers are still in the hide out, so I'll need you all to grab them before the foreign scumbags show up. No questions, just move it." A unanimous nod came from the crowd before the officer, and they scrambled irregularly without any form of military discipline.

Several men got on the back of a pick up truck that had armored plates welded on it, and a .50 cal machine gun secured on the bed. The fighters donned their ski masks and their arm bands depicting the white Dinsmer star with a bright blue, white, and red backround. The colors of the Dinsmer-province flag were obviously showing and thus it was the only thing that would give away the identity of the organization they worked for. Behind that truck were six more, and on the last two were men holding the large cylindrical launchers of the heat-seeking handheld Stinger missile. The lightly armored pick up trucks made their way towards the coast in the direction which was believed to be where the helicopters were approaching, and the prepared to fan out and establish some sort of a line of defense without attracting attention from the Erusean army.

Somewhere in Dinsmer:

It was strange that the government just randomly lifted the ban on entering Dinsmer, oh why should I care? I'm going to get a great story out of this! On the other hand...
"Andy wake up! Were approaching a checkpoint." Andy's eye's suddenly opened and he flung up, hitting his head on the drop down mirror.
"That's what you get for dousing off like that."
"Ah fuck you, David." Everyone in the car burst into laughter, breaking the tension that David and the rest of the UMI-MSPS SU's (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/UMI-MSPS/nn_myers_contractors_050215.jpg) (Ustian Military Industries -Military Service Providing Sector Security Unit's) had built up. David stopped as the Republican Guard soldier signaled him to; when he asked for his ID and passport he responded, "why certainly soldier." David opened up a pocket in his utility vest pulling out an ID card from UMI-MSPS, it had all the basic information and ID card would have. He then pulled out an Ustian passport, handing both of them to the soldier.

Ocean, approaching abandon airfield:

The Fatian naval helicopters were approaching the coastline of Dinsmer, US 101's (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/Fatio/US101_2.jpg) and Tiger's (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/Fatio/AIR_Tiger_UHT_lg.jpg) made up the force. As the group approached the coastline Global Hawks scouted the area around the airfield, it didn't take them long to spot the seven Technicals. The MCI personal operating the Global Hawks immediately informed the nearest Spectre, codenamed 'Bird of Prey', it moved to intercept. At the same time MCI informed the Heli born force of the approaching hostiles, the lead pilot of a 101 responded by saying, "that’s just great, well make sure Bird of Prey wipes those bastard's out, this is super six over and out." Inside Bird of Prey the crew were approaching the enemy convoy, "Sir I've got them, please advise on weapon."
"Roger, use the M132A1 40mm Automatic Cannon. Blow those bastard's straight to hell." the Spectre turned and started turning in a circle around the convoy, at the same time the 40mm opened up (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vd17bBrVplY&mode=related&search=)(Just a little example) on the lead Technical. They then switched their target to the back Technical and then on the rest of the convoy sending divesting 40mm rounds on the lightly armored vehicles with no doubt lethal effect. Bird of Prey continued to hover over the convoy, scanning for more victims.

"Ustian Military Industries -Military Service Providing Sector Security Unit? What the hell is this?" The soldier took the identification and pocketed it, and then took a look at the passport. "Meh. Alright, go on." He handed the Ustian back his passport, forgetting about the ID he put away a few seconds earlier. He turned around quickly, causing the Ak-74 slung around his back to swing violently and nearly smack David in the face. He paid no attention to this and walked back to the side of the road and lit a cigarette. He looked back at the vehicles, blew a puff of smoke, and remarked quietly in Russian, "Почему они не оставив? (Why aren't they moving already?)"

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"GODDAMN!" yelled a rebel fighter as the explosions from the attacking AC-130 blew up around him. A technical in front of him was nearly disintegrated by a 40mm HE round that struck it in the engine. He thought to himself, No way the survived that hit... The vehicles seperated, seeking shelter from the nearby suburban areas, where they believed that the Coalition aircraft wouldn't dare fire upon civilian areas. "Shit, come on you idiots! Fire back!" The order was recieved and as if on que four Stinger missiles flew up into the air, looking and shearing towards sources of heat. One missile found the C-130 and sheared its way towards the massive aircraft.

Somewhere in Dinsmer:

As the soldier blew a puff of smoke David starred at him with disgust, partially because he was smoking and the fact that he took his ID and nearly smacked him with his weapon. David pushed on the gas and whispered, "asshole" as they moved away from the checkpoint. A few minutes later Andy asked, "So how long tell we reach Brena?" David answered while smiling, "We still have a long distance to go, how about you get some rest Andy?" The Two SU's in the back snickered when he said that. Andy now angry said, "Alright fine, be that way David."

Above Dinsmer, near abandon Airfield:

The weapon's officer watched as the chaos ensued down below, “Sir we have a confirmed kill on one Technical, the others are finding cover next to Civilian areas, please advise sir."
"Roger, have they taken refuge inside the building's?"
"That's a negative sir, they..." The missile warning suddenly blared as four AA missiles were confirmed launched. The crew remained calm as the pilot released the flares. Instead of a tiny light that normal flares give off, these High-powered flares exploded into a huge burst of light, each bursting three times before going out. The stinger missile immediately lost track of the Spectre, instead going after the flares. "Alright, were did those come from?"
"Down below sir, near one of the civilian buildings. Should we take them out?"
"That's a roger, use the minigun's so we can minimize civilian casualties."
"Roger, targeting AA." The weapon's officer quickly targeted the first AA position with the advanced targeting equipment. A second later a hail of bullets rained down, directly on the AA position, completely avoiding any civilian areas. The weapon's officer then moved on to the other AA position's, retiling them with bullets from above, it was highly unlikely that any of the position's could still be a threat.

Meanwhile....

The Helicopter force closed in on the abandoned airfield. It could be seen in the distance as the force split into four groups. A few minutes later the groups began landing in the four corners of the airfield, Wardog Commando's and Jagdkommando’s immediately started securing the area. Up above Tigers provided cover for the airborne operation. As the Heliborn force secured the airfield the transport aircraft continued there journey, now only a few minutes out.

R.U.S Valais, Crew Courtiers:
"Hmm, sounds like a counter-insurgency operation to me." Thomas sighed as he turned around. He sat down on his bed, seeming a little frustrated. After setting there for a bit he looked up at Sarah and said, "You do release that the DLA doesn't stand a chance against are special forces, especially the fucking Dark Agents, those guys are freaks of nature." He then put his hands over his face, cursing under his breath.

The soldier watched the cars drive off. In his pocket he pulled out the ID. He looked up and decided it wasn't worth his time going to give it back. He chuckled to himself as he mocked the picture of David.

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The scenes of death were slightly horrible as individual men were cut down by the Spectre's fire. A single terrorist looked around and saw a dead comrade, still clutching the missile launcher in his hand. The DLA fighter grabbed the launcher and untied a missile strapped to the dead man's back. He inserted the missile and raised the tube up at the AC-130. He was on the roof of a building, and before he fired he looked around. No other fighters were alive. Not anyone on the rooftops at least. He looked back up, and fired the missile. To his terror the Stinger sheared off to the sun, deciding to try and hit the brilliant fireball over the exhausts of the turboprops.

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RUS Valais

Sarah let out a deep sigh as Thomas gave her the news. She looked off at the wall, pondering whether or not any attempts at freedom will ever succeed. However, she began to think of more pressing issues. She had just began to realize the fact that she was on a flagship of a hostile nation, protected by only one man. She thought to herself, How long can he keep me hidden? She turned to Thomas and said, "We need to get off this ship somehow, Tom. We need to get back to the mainland. Or at least I need to." She couldn't think of a reason why to explain to him as to why she feels it was so important to get back to Neo-Erusea, but she hoped that he would understand.

Near Brena:

It was very quiet as the three vehicles moved along the road, towards Brena. Every SU including David where scanning the surrounding area, looking for anything suspicious. Andy noticed this and became increasingly concerned about what might happen. David looked down at the Ethanol meter and cursed as he realized they were on empty, he grabbed the radio and said, "it looks like were going have to make a stop folks. Han's and Michael, I want you to cover are ass as we refill. John and Edward will cover the front while I refill are car, oh and make sure the Media guys stay in the van alright?" David starred at Andy when he said that. Han's replied, "yes sir" as David pulled over to the side of the road. Immediately the five of them disembarked and took their positions with their weapons at the ready. David quickly grabbed the extra Ethanol and started filling the tank; he looked around as he did so.

Above Dinsmer, near abandon airfield:

The weapon's officer scanned the area as the dust settled below, he noticed many bodies scattered around but none were moving. Suddenly he detected another missile, however it quickly lost track with the aircraft but he immediately looked where it was fired from and say a man standing on top of a building. "Sir I have one enemy on the roof of a building, should I fire?"
"No, there may be civilian’s in that building, continue to monitor him. If he clears the building then fire."
"Roger that sir." Bird of Prey suddenly received a transmission from MCI; it stated that they needed a ground force to clear their area of operation. They gave them new order's to support the ground force as they clear the area and search for Intel from enemy combatant’s bodies.

Airfield:

The transport aircraft started to land, personnel and equipment flooded out of the aircraft as they stopped at their designated area. The Corp of Engineers started setting up the camp with tents and prefabed buildings while others started on the airfields defensive perimeter. Major Gearhart, the commander of the Wardog Commando's in Dinsmer received a Cross COM 2 transmission from Lieutenant Colonel Dieter Rosenzweig (Screwed up his rank in my last post, didn't notice it until now.) It showed him setting in the back of a C-130, "Major."
"Yes sir?"
"I need you to put a group together and search the following area." Satellite footage of the area where the enemy convoy was attacked showed up on screen. "What’s are possible enemy resistance sir?"
"Expect light resistance Major, the Spectre destroyed most of the hostiles from above."
"Roger that sir."
"I'm diverting super six and super seven to transport your men, good hunting Major." The video went blank and moved over to the side. Gearhart ran over to his men and assembled 3rd platoon and 1st squad from 4th platoon of the Jagdkommando’s, adding up to 48 Commando's in all not including Gearhart. The two US 101's landed shortly afterward, everyone got onboard and the two helicopters headed off towards the battle zone, with M-416 Vandal UGAV (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/M-416Vandal.jpg)'s in the back of there cargo hold's. A few minutes later they arrived and everyone disembarked, the Vandal’s deployed out of the back and started following the Commando's, being controlled by the (changed the name of my FFW gear and upgraded it like the one from GRAW 2) IWS 2 (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/scott_mitechell_leader.gif)'s Cross Com 2 system. Everyone scanned the surrounding area as they moved in.

R.U.S Valais, Crew Courtiers:

Tom....no ones called me that in awhile. He looked up at Sarah and answered, "Your right, this cover wont work forever." He looked out the door into the corridor; it looked like he was waiting for something. He suddenly stood up as a sailor was walking toward him and asked in German, "Sailor, do you know where the family relation's room is?"
"Yes sir, its just down this corridor and to the right."
"Thank you sailor, carry on." Thomas turned around and said to Sarah in English, "Wait here, I'm going to try and get in touch with Corroll. His are best bet of getting back to the mainland and maybe even Dinsmer." He then walked out and headed towards the Family Relations room, behind him Donald and Jack reentered the room and took a seat on their beds. Jack looked at Sarah for a little bet but then his interest changed over to the television.

Near Brena:

A single vehicle caught sight of the three SU's as it came up over a hill on the damaged road, which was nearly destroyed during the Erusean invasion of Dinsmer after the province proclaimed its independence. It was an infantry fighting vehicle, a BMP-3 (http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/Neo-Erusea/Bmp-3_tan.jpg), which was armed with a 100mm main gun capable of killing many armored vehicles, and a 30mm coax machine gun perfect for cutting down infantry and shooting out the engines of civilian vehicles. The BMP-3 began to make its way downhill and it trained its cannon at the lead SU.

Outside the airfield:

A lone sniper equipped with an M24 rifle looked into the crowd of soldiers gathering in the airfield. The man looked carefully, just as he was briefed, for anyone wearing a highly decorated uniform. Hopefully, he thought, I'll be able to kill an officer. He looked though his scope and to his dismay, realized that there were no ways of easily identifying a target worth giving away his position for.

More and more fighters began to grab their weapons hidden in their homes, most of them being M-16 rifles. Only a handful had M249s. They wore no uniform except for the armband, and they irregularly gathered by their vehicles. There were six technicals, all of them with .50 caliber machine guns mounted on back. Some were enthusiastic about finally being able to see combat, and hopefully killing what they thought were Filthy Ustian traitors. Others were more reluctant, having seen combat before and the hell of watching their families and comrades being cut down by the Erusean Army. The six vehicles began to drive, in a row across the hilly terrain, approaching the airfield and try to deny the Ustians and Fatians the vital asset.

However the technicals were only a first wave. In Joonel, there were fighters in the outskirts of of the suburbs with simple homemade cruise missiles carrying chemical agents. These missiles had cheap GPS navigation and only carried twenty grams of the lethal substance. Three rockets were ready to fire, and they were hidden in the houses. They would only be brought out if the first wave was destroyed. And that was highly likely.

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RUS Valais

Sarah stood in the room, practically alone among strangers, wondering what they were thinking of her. She kept thinking what would happen if she was caught. Maybe, just maybe, she thought,They... No... I have to stop thinking about this. But if they do catch me... Will they hand me over to the FF? She shivered as she thought this. She turned a little pale and goosebumps appeared all over her arms. She started to breathe heavily as flash-backs to her captivity by the Erusean FF came into her mind.

OOC: Do you mean like Kazam rockets that Hezbollah used against Israel?
Near Brena:

Han's and Michael stood at the rear of the little convoy with their M468's (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/UMI-MSPS/SI-11-4L.jpg)being held at their chest by the weapons harness. Hans was getting a little bored, wondering what was taking David so long. He was about to tell David to hurry it up when he saw the BMP-3 come over the hill, at first he thought it might be some friendly APC just passing by but then he noticed that the barrel was aimed right at him. Michael noticed it too, they both looked at each other not really knowing what to do. Slowly, Hans pushed the talk button on his hand-held radio, "David....there is a BMP-3 heading straight for us with its cannon aimed right at me, what should we do?" Behind the two, David immediately looked down toward the approaching APC in fear. He finished filling the car and responded to Hans, "Me, John and Edward will walk over to your position, then we will drop our weapons and raise are hands up in surrender. You know as well as I do that we don't stand a chance against an APC like that so don't argue." David motioned for John and Edward to follow him, the three walked over to Hans and Michael and they dropped their weapons and raised their hands up, facing the APC as it approached. Behind them, Andy secretly got out of his car and walked over to the van Closest to the SU's, he opened the side door and jumped in. Inside his news’s crew was watching the event from the back door windows; Andy grabbed one of the cameras and moved to the back door window. "What the hell are you doing Andy?" asked one of his crewmates. "I'm capturing a intense moment on film, link us up to are news room, they need to see this."

At destroyed enemy convoy location:

The Large platoon stayed alert as they moved threw the remains of the enemy convoy, policing any weapons that they came by and gathering any possible Intel. The group was just about finished when a Cross Com 2 transmission was received by Gearhart, the pilot of Bird of Prey showed up on screen, "Major, a second wave of six Technical's are heading towards your position, it looks like there trying to attack are airfield. ETA is 10 minutes, over and out." Crap, Gearhart quickly got the platoon into a position to ambush the incoming convoy. The men were spread out along the various buildings, Machine Gunners with there MG68E1's (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/mg68e1tz8.png) and Anti-Tank gunners with there M7A2/SMAW-90's (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/7608.jpg) took there positions in the windows while the snipers and Riflemen were spread out along the rooftops, they were knelt down so the convoy couldn't see them. The convoy made its way towards them, passing threw the buildings as the platoon waited for the right moment. Just before the first Technical was about to clear the last building, two Vandel's appeared at the front and back of the convoy. They immediately fired a Javelin missile at the front and back Technical and then opened up on the rest of the convoy with their M2HB .50 Cal Heavy Machine Guns. At the same time the rest of the platoon opened fire, the snipers picked off the Gunners on the .50 Cal's while the AT gunners fired on the rest of the convoy.

Airfield:

More and more men and equipment arrived at the airfield, now called Joint Priority One Strategic Airfield or JPOSA. As more time passed the base started to take shape. Dieter walked into the Command Center, which was recently set up and noticed the arrival of the rest of the Fatian fleet on the Battle map. After losing interest he walked over to one of the computers and loaded a message to the Erusean Military and FF, it requested any and all Intel on the DLA such as Leaders, weapon caches, possible hideouts, weapons they use and so on. Outside Personal were deploying the land-based laser CWIS mounts at strategic locations around JPOSA among other defensive weaponry and structures. JPOSA would be fully operational soon, allowing for Counter-Insurgency and other operations to begin.

R.U.S Valais, Family Relations room:

Thomas quickly found a satellite phone and dialed the number for NE Island. An operator answered, "Northeastern Island military base how may I help you?"
"Yes I'd like to speak with a Colonel named Corroll McGregor."
"Just one moment." Elevator music played as he waited. The music stopped and the operator said, "Here you go sir."
"Hello? Who is this?" It was Corroll.
"Corroll this is Thomas, Thomas Nolan."
"Oh hey Thomas! What’s with the call?"
"Its important, I need you to get the Embassy personal and my men transferred to NE Island."
"What for?"
"I can't tell you right now, please Corroll it’s really important."
"Alright alright, let me see what I can do." The elevator music came back on but only for a few minutes.
"Ok, there will be a few Osprey's coming to pick you guys up in about 45 minutes and oh, you’re on the Valais right?"
"Yes that’s correct. Thanks for this Corroll I appreciate it."
"Anything for an old war buddy."
"Yeah, well thanks and goodbye."
"Sure." Thomas hung the phone up and walked out of the room, when he arrived back in his courtier’s he saw Donald and Jack watching TV, he looked and saw the UBC logo appear with the words UBC ALERT below it. A video appeared; it showed the five SU's with their hands up as the BMP-3 approached. Courtney spook as the video continued, "This is a UBC ALERT, this video is being filmed by are field correspond Andy Milton. He is in Dinsmer right now with the rest of his crew, obviously his not in a good situation. These men you see here are UMI-MSPS SU's, they were hired to protect Andy's crew as they report on the situation developing in Dinsmer, are prays go out to the men that are currently being held up by the APC and hope this situation is resolved peacefully."

Near Brena:

The BMP-3 continued to advance down the road, steadily closing the distance to the SU's and David's men. It curved off to the right and stopped beside the Ustian convoy. Four Republican Guard soldiers stepped out of the vehicle, armed with AK-101 rifles. They did not target the Ustian men, rather they stood in a line as a women in high ranking uniform and sunglasses exited the vehicle. The four soldiers saluted her in unison, and she raised her glasses to get a better look at the SU's. A slight grin appeared on her face, and she began to speak in English. "Zdravstvuite," she said, "I am Field Marshal Wendy Nemerova of the Glorious Erusean Republican Guard." She turned to David, and said, "Show me your identification sir."

Convoy:

Jesus! We're trapped! The DLA rebels found that the convoy would have to maneuver around the destroyed vehicles to either move forward or escape. "Quick!" yelled the terrorist leader, "Fire back! FIRE BACK!" The men trained the M16 rifles at the Coalition fighters, and fired off rounds in bursts of three. Men were being cut down left and right by the elite enemy forces. "Man the fucking .50 cal!" yelled a fighter.
"What?" asked a rebel?
"The .50 cal! Man the .50 cal!"
"Oh! Alright!" The man climbed into the back of the technical, watching the tracer rounds fly all around him. He swung the heavy machine gun around and immediately began to fire. Other technicals were following suit, opening fire with their weaponry. It came to no avail, as slowly and surely the fighters were being overwhelmed and destroyed.

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A quick reply from the FF was transmitted with information to the airfield.

To: JPOSA
From: Erusean FF

Little is known of the Dinsmer Liberation as of now. Its leader is believed to be Nicholas Grenhart, whose whereabouts are unknown.
Little is known of his associates, however there are a small number of individuals which are believed to be in the area.

A list of individuals was attached to the message, and in that message also included a description of Sarah Lenri.

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The Erusean Republican Navy had been mobilizing a large number of its ships for quite a period of time, and now the "Invisible" Aegir fleet was ready to sail. The flagsip of the fleet, the Iowa-class battleship NES Tanager had her sixteen inch guns raised proudly at a 40 degree angle, the silver barrels gleaming in the afternoon sun. At the stern of the ship flew the naval jack (http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/Neo-Erusea/Neo-EruseaNavalJack.png) of Neo-Erusea, which fluttered beautifully in the sea breeze and displaying the national color of the Glorious Republic. Behind the massize vessel was the wake of the battleship, and beside the white lines in the water were several escort destroyers. The Tanager was the pride of the Republican Navy, and was considered to be the most important vessel in the country. Her escorts were the twenty-one Sovremenniy-class destroyers, which unlike the Tanager used missiles instead of guns. More than eleven Kara-class cruisers sailed alongside the battleship, and there were thirty Koni-class frigates. Included in the protective bubble of the fleet were two Ulyanovsk-class aircraft carriers, which carried X-02 Wyvern fighter jets onboard. The fleet set sail for the Dinsmer province, under the command of Admiral Victor Ilayev.

Near Brena:

Everyone slowly lowered their hands; the five of them were hesitant to grab their weapons considering it might provoke a violent response. When the Field Marshal asked David for his identification he became frustrated. What the hell is with the Erusean's and checking for ID? David opened one of his utility vest's pockets, he then remembered the soldier that took his ID, and he cursed realizing that he might have screwed everyone over. "I'm sorry but one of your men took my ID at the last checkpoint we crossed, would one of my men's do?" Han's pulled out his ID and held it out to the Field Marshal.

Ambush sight:

Gearhart reloaded his UMI-32 as tracers flew in ever direction; several rounds penetrated the overhang sending debris in every direction. "Jesus Christ! AT gunners take those .50 cals out!" yelled Gearhart threw the radio as he took cover, he heard several men say, "yes sir!" threw the radio. The AT gunners quickly loaded there M7A2/SMAW-90's with 90B rounds which were High-Explosive Airburst rounds designed to take out infantry. The AT gunners aimed at each Technical and then fired, the missiles flew towards there targets exploding into million's of shrapnel pieces right next to the .50 cal gunners. Meanwhile the platoon kept the fire on the convoy, dropping grenades from above and picking off anybody that seemed to be leading the convoy.

JPOSA:

"Sir, all major asset’s are online and operational."
"That’s good news officer, is there anything still under construction?"
"Corp Engineers are finishing up JPOSA's defensive perimeter sir, also the airfield isn’t quiet fully repaired sir."
"Alright, is there anything else you need to tell me officer?"
"Yes sir, the first set of fighters and attack helicopters should be arriving from NE Island soon."
"Thank you officer, you’re dismissed."
"Yes sir." The officer saluted and walked out of the Command Center, Leaving Dieter to his duties.

R.U.S Valais, Crew Courtiers:

Thomas stopped watching the news and walked over to Sarah, "Hey I found us a ride off this ship, they should be here in about 45 minutes." She didn't say anything, after a couple of seconds he realized something was wrong. He noticed that she was pale and breathing heavily. Thomas became extremely concerned, putting his hands on her shoulders and looking right into her eyes, "Sarah?! What’s wrong? Are you alright?"

Near Brena:

Wendy took the ID card from the man which handed it over. Again she raised her glasses and she squinted at the card, carefully observing the anti-counterfeit measures taken by the Ustians. She looked up and asked, "What is UMI-MSPS SU? What does that stand for?" She handed the ID backwards towards one of the soldiers who then pocketed it. She casually put her hand on the grip of her Makarov PM, without removing it from the holster.

Ambush:

At once all of the .50 caliber weaponry was silenced, but it wasn't long before other men took it upon themselves to man the massive machine guns. By this time the technicals had manuvered around the lead vehicle and began closing the distance between the Coalition forces and themselves.

"Fire! Fire! Don't hesitate for a second, because they won't!" The Dinmser Liberation Army fighters were extremely persistant and they did not give up the fight yet. One man yelled out to a rebel on back of a technical, "You there! Get the LAW missiles and fire on the traitors!"
"What?" replied the rebel fighter.
"Get the Goddamn LAW missiles! Fire on the Goddamn Ustians!"
Without any reply the man grabbed a rocket launcher and jerked at the trigger, causing the lightweight missile to shoot out of its launcher and fly towards the Ustians.

"Keep firing! Don't let up!" The lead rebel fighter fired his last few rounds before pulling out the magazine and loading a new one. He raised his M16 and continued to fire in three-burst rounds as he was taught in his training. He jumped as all of a sudden the .50 cal behind him opened fire, and he couldn't help but duck when the muzzle flash appeared over his head. When he looked up he could see the tracer rounds of both sides flying back and forward.

R.U.S Valais:

When Sarah snapped out of her trance, she tried to make out what Thomas just finished saying. Waiting a few seconds, she replied, "Its... Its nothing. I was just remembering things. You know... What happened there... So. Are we set to leave?"

She turned on the television, and kept flipping through the channels until she came upon a news channel. "Oh my God," whispered Sarah as she watched in horror of what was being displayed. "That fleet... That ship... Thomas, come here."

She continued to watch the footage of the fleet that sailed eastward towards Dinsmer. She repeated herself, "Thomas, that fleet... That ship." She pointed vaguely at the battleship in the center. "That's the Tanager Thomas. I remembered when it shelled my house. Not my house, I'm sorry, my entire neighborhood. They destroyed everything. If that fleet makes it to Dinsmer there will be no stopping them."

OOC: The fleet is about five hours away from the Dinsmer, just for your information.

The sleek, black limo drove quickly towards the Maldorian Presidental Building. After a few minutes of taking back routes, the limo made it to the Building. Out of the limo came two Generals and The Mandalore himself. As the small party strode towards the Building, they were met by multiple Maldorian Imperial Guards. "Hello Sir!" "Long live the Empire!"

"Ok, what is the situation in Neo-Erusea?" questioned The Mandalore while taking a seat at the head of the table. Around him were Military Governors, Financial Officers, Generals, and of course, Imperial Guards.

"There is a war of some kind in Neo-Erusea. I suggest that we do not get involved. All that it will bring to us is loss of loss and material," spoke up one of the Financial Officers...

"Hush! I will have none of that. Neo-Erusea is one of our beloved allies. I would like to make contact with their leader. Accompanying me will be a detachment of Maldorian Brutes. Understood?"

"Why of course, sir!"

The Mandalore then picked up his small black briefcase and then headed for the Mandalore International Airport...

OOC: Neo-Erusea, do you mind if I send my leader as well as a group of troopers to your nation?

OOC: Yeah, you could send your leader. Just be aware the enemy we're dealing with is a terrorist organization, so be prepared.

Near Brena:

David Glimpsed at the Field Marshal's hand for a second and then looked back up at her before she noticed. He debated whether or not to grip his MEU M1911 (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/315728-big.jpg) but then realized it wouldn't really matter any way’s. He decided to answer the question, "It stands for Ustian Military Industries- Military Service Providing Sector Security Unit Ma'am. We are Security Units working for MSPS of Ustian Military Industries, were being paid to protect this news group of UBC or Ustian Broadcasting Center behind us." He motioned towards the van behind them.

Ambush:

"Dammit there breaking threw! Concentrate your fire on the lead Vehicle's!" yelled Gearhart threw his helmet-mounted headset. Gearhart aimed at the lead vehicle and fired his 40mm Grenade Launcher, while he was reloading he overheard something on his headset, "Oh shit Incoming!...BOOOM!.....oh god! Man down! I repeat we have one, no make that two men down! Someone get a medic over at building four now!" Gearhart looked up and saw a gaping hole in building four, down below a medic rushed in the building as his comrades gave him covering fire. His attention quickly went back to the ambush, knowing the injured men were in good care. "Alright I want the two Vandel's to attack the front and back technical, AT gunners you attack the middle two, use your 90A rounds (Anti-Tank). That will shut them up for good." There were several "Yes sir's" over the radio as everyone went into action. The rear Vandel moved up until it was in range of the rear Technical, Both Vandel's fired there Javelin missiles at the targets while at the same time the AT gunners fired there 90A rounds at the two middle vehicles. Missiles from all directions zoomed towards the remaining enemy vehicles; it might have been a little overkill.

JPOSA:

The first sets of SuF/A-6B's and A's (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/nightowlvsuow8.png) along with AH-85A "Sidewinder" Attack Helicopter's (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/ah85xz7.png) arrived at JPOSA. There firepower will greatly increase the bases overall offensive power and provide close air support for units in trouble. The choppers and planes quickly moved to the newly built HAS's (Hardened Aircraft Shelter) and some to just huge tents. Aircrews went to work, checking if the aircraft had been damaged during the journey. Meanwhile newly arrived C-130's started off loading the M343 155mm Ultra-Lightweight Field Howitzer's (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/image170ul3.gif)while Corp Engineers built up the Howitzers defensive positions.

R.U.S Valais:

Thomas starred on in anger at the massive fleet on TV, knowing that there was no reason why Neo-Erusea would mass that many ships against an insurgency unless they wanted to destroy everything. The only word that came out of his mind, defined how he now felt towards the Erusean's, "Bastards!" he yelled. He quickly shut the TV off, knowing every second that it was left on it brought painful memories back to Sarah. He quickly changed over to the matter of getting off the ship, looking at his watch and then at Sarah. "Sarah, we can only hope my government wont allow the Erusean’s to kill innocent civilians with that fleet. There probable already curious why they've massed so many vessels against an insurgency, right now we need to worry about more pressing matters. I've got a group of choppers that will be here in about 20 minutes, there going to take everyone that was from the embassy to a military base on NE Island. There I can coordinate some deal with Corroll to get us back to the mainland, or maybe even Dinsmer, Ok?" Thomas looked over at Donald and Jack and said, "Jack, Donald, get the men ready to go alright?"
"That might be a problem Thomas,” said Donald.
"What?"
"The MCI agents interrogated us two."
"Did you tell them exactly what I did?"
"Same info, are side of it. They also said they wanted us to stay onboard for further questioning."
"Corroll's approval overrides that."
"Yeah I know but it’s going to make them even more suspicious of us."
"True, we might have to get a little tricky with them. Get the men together any way’s, will have to deal with them later."
"Alright Thomas, whatever." Jack and Donald walked out of the room, you could hear them yelling for the men to saddle up and get ready to go. Thomas started gathering his gear up, Checking his UMI-32 and MEU M1911 that he got from one of his Marine friends. Threw out his checking process he debated whether or not to give Sarah a weapon, he trusted her a lot more now but he always had the feeling that she was lying to him and maybe if he gave her a gun she'd just blast away at him right then an there, he decided not to. Donald came in, "Thomas everyone is ready."
"Good, have them put on their NBC gear."
"What?"
"Do it Donald." There was silence from Donald for a second, and then he smiled, realizing why. He said, "Yes sir" and walked out. Thomas walked over to Sarah and started helping her in the NBC gear, tucking it all under her Embassy Guard uniform. Thomas quickly put his on and motioned for her to follow him, outside the room everyone else was heading up. Sarah and Thomas followed the group as they moved threw the maze of corridors and stairs. After several minutes they reached the huge aircraft elevator, everyone walked on and the platform raised up. When they reached the top they were on the carrier’s runway, several aircraft flew by them as they headed out on sortie. They waited for a few minute until they saw the Osprey's off in the distance, getting closer. The MCI agents busted out of one of the towers doors. They ran towards Thomas and everyone else, stopping a few feet away. The men starred at the group, either trying to tell who was Thomas or maybe seeing if they had caught the wrong group. The agents then turned around, one of them mumbled something like "not them" as they walked away. A minute later the Osprey's landed, everyone loaded up as quickly as possible, Thomas and Sarah sat next to each other as the choppers took off, heading for NE Island.

Near Brena:

Wendy looked over David's shoulder at the vehicle behind him. "Ah, I see," she said, "Well, that's not in my jurisdiction. I will call the men from the ERCC to come over here. You just stay put here." She around and took her hand off the pistol, entering the BMP-3 and picking up a phone.

The soldiers outside of the vehicle gripped their AK-101 rifles simoltaneously, holding the weapons at their chests. They stood side by side, in front of the Ustian SU's without shifting or making any movements. Wendy walked out of the vehicle and spoke, "Representatives from the Erusean Republican Censorship Committee will be here shortly. Just stay put."

Ambush:

All of the remaining technicals were disabled by the missile attack from the Coalition forces. "Jesus Lord! Our techs!" The insurgents scrambled to and fro with their weaponry, confused and in disarray. "We've got a working one here!" shouted a fighter. Others around him looked back as the fighter placed the broken stand of the .50 cal on the earth, he went prone and continued firing on the Vandals. The remaining insurgents continued to put up a fight and move forward on the Coalition's defensive positions. Finally all the insurgents ceased firing as a man shouted, "Look! Goddammit! Its suicide to try and fight them! Fall back, into the buildings, hurry!"

Behind the Ustian position at the base, four giant Mi-26 Halo helicopters were inbound flying nap-of-the-Earth. The Erusean helicopters slowed to a stop inbetween the Coalition positions and the runway. The choppers landed and out came 360 fully armed Republican Guard soldiers (http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/Neo-Erusea/erusea_hook.jpg), which immediatly took positions around the helicopter and opened fire on the runaway rebels.

Near Brena:

"I understand, In that case..." David slowly picked up his HK416 (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/UMI-MSPS/416poster14.jpg) and wrapped the harness around his right shoulder, the weapon on his back. The rest of his men did the same, hoping that the Hard asses (men with AK-101's) didn't take it the wrong way. The five of them then stood there, waiting for these ERCC people to show up. David didn't like the fact that such a committee even existed, it's obvious that they don't want us to Broadcast something on UBC but the question is, what?

Ambush:

Gearhart looked on at the battle with his Binoculars. Hundreds of Tracers flew towards the retreating DLA forces from the RG's (Republican Guard) position's. Gearhart quickly reacted to the new development, giving several orders, "Alright everyone the DLA is retreating, RG forces are pushing them back. We need to trap them in-between us and the RG's so everyone move out. Stay frosty everyone, they might unexpectly run into us as there falling back. Vandel drivers get your vehicles back here ASAP, were going to need them." A voice came on the radio, it was the medic, "Sir what about the wounded men?"
"Well how serious is there condition Doc?"
"One man needs a Medivac ASAP sir, they other has moderate shrapnel wounds."
"Roger, I'll send a bird immediately." As Gearhart placed the call for a Medivac his Platoon followed his orders without a word, everyone vacated there positions and regrouped down in the battle-ruined street below. Gearhart walked out of his building, noticing only one Vandel returning. He looked at one of the Vandel controllers, "where is the other one?"
"Its not responding to commands sir, the DLA must of disabled it sir."
"Roger, alright lets move out." The Large Platoon sprinted across the field, taking cover every few yards. The Vandel was out front scanning for any possible hostiles, shortly after the platoon came upon a hill overlooking the battle below, the DLA were coming straight for them, only fifty yards away now. The Ustian and Fatian Commando's quickly took up positions all along the hill, waiting for the DLA to get in the Kill zone. David noticed two vehicles pursuing the rebel's to the left and right, two looked like Kitsune's (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/RG-31.jpg) while they other two were clearly Fatian Panther's (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/Fatio/FCLV_6.jpg). The rebel's were close enough, The Vandel's Pshyop's loudspeaker kicked in and the controller spook threw his headset, now connected to the Loudspeaker, "DLA Soldiers you are surrounded, drop your weapons and put your hands in the air. If you surrender you'll be given fair treatment and will not be harmed." The Vandel controller repeated what he said while the four vehicles arrived, stopping on both sides of the rebel's. The Fatian/Ustian soldiers dismounted except for the driver's and .50 cal gunner's, the dismounted men quickly formed a firing line around the DLA soldiers. The soldiers took aim at the rebels while Gearhart's platoon above took aim as well, they were waiting for them to make just one wrong move.

JPOSA, Command Center:

"DLA forces are in retreat sir, we did it."
"That’s great news officer but I think we might have a bigger problem."
"What do you mean?"
"I'll show you." The officer followed Dieter to one of the CC computers; Dieter took a set at it and loaded up the Gründer Industries Command Map. After a few seconds a digitized map of Dinsmer showed up, Dieter moved the mouse over a body of water not to far away from Dinsmer. He zoomed in and suddenly symbols representing naval vessels appeared, they were colored Green meaning Allies and were moving towards Dinsmer. Dieter looked towards the officer, "Do you know what this is?"
"Yes sir, its the Erusean Aegir Fleet, why do you ask?"
"The reason why is that it looks more like a N.E.F (Naval Expeditionary Force) then a naval force you would send to deal with an Insurgency. I mean the Fatian navy only sent 21 vessels, including their supply ships! The Erusean's on the other hand are sending a huge force of 65 ships! (If I counted correctly) Isn’t that a little odd?"
"Well not really, I mean the Erusean's have a lot of men here, maybe they need this many to be able to provide support for all of their troops on the ground."
"True, but I don't think that's the case officer."

Onboard Osprey (Alpha One), approaching NE Island:

It was silent in the cargo bay of the Osprey, Thomas starred out the back at the sea below. He looked at Sarah for few seconds and then looked back, thinking of a way to tell Corroll about all of this. Several minutes later the Osprey's started their approach, stopping above the helipad and making a nice soft landing. Everyone disembarked and headed for the barracks, before Sarah and Thomas could follow, Corroll showed up. He walked over to them, his Brass and medal's glistening in the sunlight as he walked in his officer uniform (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/officeruniform.jpg) (picture does not include officer hat). Thomas wondered how he knew it was him behind the Gas Mask; he decided to drop it when he approached.
"Thomas we need to talk, follow me." Thomas and Sarah started to follow him when he suddenly turned around, "in private Thomas."
"No, she comes with me or I don't come at all."
"Very well." Corroll started off, heading towards his office. Several minutes later they entered, Corroll closed the door behind them, locking it with a key. He then walked over to his desk, taking his hat off and setting down in his black office chair. He looked at Thomas and then Sarah, smiling. Still smiling he said to her, "Your Sarah Lenri, aren't you?"

Near Brena:

Wendy looked back outside the vehicle at the Ustian SU's. She observed her men who were still clutching the AK-101's. They seemed as if they were patiently waiting for the Ustians to make a wrong move, to be able for cut them to bits. These men with a thing for fighting were naturally selected to be a part of the segment of the Republican Guard designated to protect officers. The BMP-3 stood idle with its turret training on the individual men, treating them like prisoners. In the distance an armored car began to make its way up the hill. "Its them," said Wendy, "the ERCC."

Ambush Site:

"This is it men. We'll die in freedom or we'll live in chains." The fighters around the commanding rebel looked at the man dutifully, and they looked forward at the Coalition fighters. The terrorist leader pressed a button on his watch discretely. Then he yelled out loudly, "This is how it ends my brothers. You have served besides me well." He raised up his rifle and without aiming he fired upon the Ustian coalition.

Skies near Joonel:

Twenty Il-76 Candid (http://widebodyaircraft.nl/il76avie.jpg) aircraft flew towards towards the city carrying a large payload. The massive planes had five MiG-29M Fulcrums escorting them, the MiGs forming on the wings of the outer flights. The Candid's were undisturbed by any insurgent activity as they lumbered across the wide blue skies. There wasn't a single cloud in the vicinity.

The cargo aircraft looked innocent enough, if it wasn't for their 23mm tail guns on the rear turret. The rear hatch of the aircraft began to open up as the planes approached city limits. Careful observations of wind direction were recieved on the radio and the mission commenced. Drogue parachutes opened up, dragging the little tanks out of the plane. The BMD-4's (http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/Neo-Erusea/bmd4.jpg) dropped in intervals of five seconds to avoid landing on each other. Their main parachutes opened up and four very long rods pertruded out from the bottom of the tanks. The airborne tanks continued to descend in the gorgous blue skies, and innocent onlookers below them stared up in awe of the tanks dropping via parachute.

A terrorist cell hiding among trees were preparing themselves and their missile. The message had been recieved, the techs were defeated and it was time to launch the chemical-tipped home made cruise missiles. The little missile was kept in a small tube. It utilized a small GPS system for navigation and was controlled by the cell using an remote control similar to a complex RC aircraft. The missile would be navigated via the GPS to its target where it would disperse the chemical agent from the air. The leader of the cell began to brief his men before the launch. He turned to his two comrades and said, "Remember you two: It's vital that you gain as much altitude as possible. Make sure you don't crash the missile or you've just wasted 5000 USD of the DLA. Is that clear?" Just as he finished speaking the four rods of a BMD-4 hit the ground, activating a retrorocket that slowed the vehicles descent. The tank released it parachute and trained its gun at the rebels. The three men clearly wore their Dinsmer flag armbands which were illegal contraband in Neo-Erusea. Without hesitation the gunner opened up on the three with his 30mm autocannon, preserving his 100mm rounds.

Office:

Sarah looked around the room, and then at the senior officer before her. She realized she had been asked a question, and responded, "Yes, that's my name. I've been hiding from the Erusean authorities for awhile now. I need a way to get to Dinsmer..."

Near Brena:

Ignoring the soldiers and cannon aimed at him and his men, David looked at the armored car as it approached. "Well that was fast," he said mostly to himself. Everyone wondered what the ERCC were going to do, probable nothing to the SU's but the UBC news crew? Who knows, but as long as nothing happens to David’s men he could really care less.

Ambush:

The snipers had been waiting for someone to give a final battle cry like that, so as what they guessed was there leader spoke a Jagdkommando sniper with his SIG SSG 3000 (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/ssg3k.gif) took aim at his chest, waiting for him to raise his weapon and fire on them. When he did, the sniper quickly aimed at the shoulder holding the weapon, a shot there would cause him to immediately drop his weapon considering it would cause great pain and disrupt the nerves and other tissues that allow him to hold his weapon but still not be a fatal wound. The sniper took a deep breath, concentrated and then fired. None of the Ustian/Fatian soldiers fired, these men were highly disciplined and trained professional’s, they’re not going to fire unless given the order to in this kind of situation.

JPOSA, Command Center:

Dieter was about to stand up when the Command Map picked up new activity near Joonel, The advanced sensors of the Command Maps Global Situational Awareness System or GSAS confirmed that the planes and aircraft were of Erusean origin. Blue symbols of the aircraft and airborne tanks started to appear as GSAS updated the map, as the tanks landed they started firing on something, GSAS wasn’t picking it up so Dieter switched to Satellite mode. Detailed real time Satellite footage appeared of the area; it was clear from this mode what they were firing at. Dieter and the officer looked at the launch tubes, they couldn’t tell if it was a mortar or possibly something more serious.
“Officer, I want you to monitor this situation very closely. I don’t think the Erusean’s need any help in this operation of there’s but I’m worried about what those tubes are, it could be a small missile launcher capable of launching Chemical or Biological agents. Hopefully I’m just over reacting but considering what the DLA did in Farbanti it’s a good chance I’m right.”
“Yes sir, I’ll make sure to tell you if there is any new developments.”
“Good man.”

NE Island, Corroll's office:

Corroll was taken a back by how she calmly responded; it caused him to forgot what he was about to say. Thomas cutted into the conversion, "How did you know?"
"Uh....oh when you said that she was coming with you or you weren't coming at all."
"I figured that."
"You know I should have both of you arrested right now but I know you Thomas, you wouldn't do something like this unless it was important or the right thing to do. Soooo.....why did you do this?"
"Sarah told me some things that might change everything that is occurring right now."
"Like what?"
"Well she say's that after the Biranian war the Erusean's invaded Dinsmer and took over once again, the Erusean's dismantled there government and now the DLA is fighting for there freedom."
"That's a lot to prove Thomas, I don't see how you could do it."
"I can think of one way but I'll need your help. We need to get back to the mainland and if possible Dinsmer."
"I see where you’re going with this, I should be able to get you back there but Dinsmer might be a problem."
"How so?"
"Well I should be able to do it but just not so Legally as before."
"I understand Corroll, how much time do you need?"
"A few hours at least, I'll need to switch a few document's here and there and find out what the best time would be to get you guys on a C-130 heading there."
"I see, I guess in the mean time will just head to the barracks and stay under the radar."
"Alright, good luck Thomas."
"You too." Corroll stood up and unlocked the door for the two, as Thomas walked out he noticed someone down the hall, walking away to his right. He had a black suit on like the MCI agents; a look of concern came upon Thomas's face as he looked at the man who then turned the corner. Thomas turned around and walked away while Corroll closed the door behind the two.

OOC: This last segment was typed before you added on to what Sarah said. Just wanted you to know.

Near Brena:

The ERCC car had arrived to the vans, and Wendy and her body guards departed in the BMP-3. Out of the car came four men in black suits, only one was armed with a Makarov PM side arm. The leader of the group briefly displayed his badge. He then spoke to David, "Good day sir, my name is Geoffrey Jatinov. Show me your identification."


Ambush:

All the soldiers, looked at their fallen leader. The terrorist commander was on the floor clutching his shoulder where the sniper's bullet flew true to its mark. A terrorist fighter looked around desperatly, pulled out a side arm and fired a single round into his leader's face.

Joonel:

The sixty BMD-4 airborne tanks moved slowly into the surburbs of the Dinsmerian city, where every now and then flashes erupted from the guns of the tanks. The vehicles moved in were combing through the neighborhoods for any missiles about to be launched. The FF would send their men later to sweep through the houses and clear out any hiding insurgents.

NE Island:

Sarah looked at Thomas. He had a worried look on his face, which caused her to look down the hall. She noticed the man in the black suit, wondering if he was some sort of spy or secret agent. He reminded her of the Erusean FF men who had interrogated her in her youth. She looked back at Thomas who was walking in the other direction, and she quickly walked after him.
"Tom, who is that man? Is he a threat or something?" She looked back to see if the man in the black suit was following them.

OOC: Sorry for the quick post, but I have to go right now. Just reply and I'll make up for it in my next one...

Near Brena:

"Like I told the Field Marshal before my ID was taken by a soldier at the last checkpoint, would one of my men's do?" Han's once again pulled out his ID and handed it to Geoffrey. "UMI-MSPS SU stands for Ustian Military Industries Military Service Providing Sector Security Unit. Basically were SU's working for Ustian Military Industries to provide security for this news crew." David was getting really annoyed by all of this crap, you could tell by the way he spoke to Geoffrey.

Ambush:

"What the hell was that for?" Gearharts comment summed up everybody's feeling's toward what just happened. The same Jagdkommando sniper took aim at the soldier that just killed his own leader; he didn't fire but was ready to if ordered. With the tension extremely high the Vandel controller spoke threw the loudspeaker once again, "Now drop your weapon's and put your hands on your heads, we don't want anyone else to be hurt."

NE Island:

Without looking at Sarah Thomas said, "Yeah possibly." He looked back at the man, checking to see if he was watching them or not. The man continued to walk in the opposite direction, he then turned to the left and walked down the other hallway, disappearing from view. As the man turned the corner Thomas could of sworn he saw a Caucasian colored radio earpiece in his left ear, used by spies so they can still communicate without being caught. He looked at Sarah as they continued walking down the hallway, "I might be overreacting but that man looked like a MCI agent. If he is then I'm there prime suspect in the matter of your disappearance, hopefully he wasn't listening in on are conversation or were in big trouble." Thomas walked down the stairs and then out the door to the barracks with Sarah following behind.

Meanwhile the man in the black suit stopped after only a few yards down the left hallway. He tapped the bottom part of his left ear, turning on his radio earpiece, "Thomas is here, intentions unknown at this time. Requesting permission to ask Colonel Corroll a view question's, he seems to be in on whatever Thomas is up to."
"Permission granted agent, find out whatever you can."
"Roger, over and out." The agent then tapped the bottom of his left ear again, turning the earpiece off.

Near Brena:

Geoffrey became irritated by David's tone of voice. He was outnumbered and outgunned, with the exception of Wendy's vehicle moving along down the road ahead. "You know, I never took the Ustians to be a people with attitude problems. Did your parents raise you correctly? Or did they disappear, sir?" This was an obvious referense to the kidnapping of political activists by the Erusean secret police. "I'm not interested in your men's identification, I am ordering you to present yours. If you do not have it ready we will promptly have you deported back to Ustia." Geoffrey's arrogence and sense of invinsibility showed as he snapped at David. His men behind him showed looks of worry in their faces, being unarmed and their only bodyguard had a small pistol at his side.

Ambush:

All the men breathed heavily, worrying greatly as to what will happen next. It was clear that they lost, and they were aware that the DLA top brass may attack the area will chemical agents with small missiles. All the men began to speak amongst themselves, and one began to break out crying. The man who shot his commander was nearly three feet away from the wailing fighter, and he quickly swung the pistol around and fired a single round into the back of the man's head...

NE Island:

"We've got to get out of here, Tom... We're surrounded by people who want me dead. I don't want to disappear Thomas, not like my parents." She began to tremble and turn pale. Her voice broke and she tried desperatly to hold back tears. She didn't want to attract attention to herself, especially being that the MCI might as well have a presence in the area. She then tried to whisper softly to Thomas, "It should be safer in Dinsmer at least. Neo-Erusea is struggling to hold their presence there. And that fleet... You'd think they were going to launch a full scale invasion..."

Near Brena:

David strangely calmed down, even though he had just been insulted. He looked at Geoffrey with a odd smile, almost like he was about to kill him right then and there. Still smiling David said to him, "I just said my SU ID was taken by a Erusean soldier at the last checkpoint we crossed. Now the only other ID I have with me besides my passport is my Former Ustian military identification, it's a couple of years old but the information is accurate. I'm not lying about this infact you can go down the road to the checkpoint and ask the soldier yourself, he probable still has it, or you can just deport me but..." David's body suddenly turned into a blur, a heartbeat later he was standing in the same position holding the bodyguard's Makarov PM in his hand. "...I don't see how you could do that." David took the magazine out of the side arm and pulled the barrel of the gun off, throwing the magazine to the right and pocketing the barrel. Davids men starred at him, wondering what the hell just happened. Hans knew the second it happened, "Your a Dark (nickname for Dark Agents), aren't you?"
"Was." David tossed the rest of the side arm to the bodyguard, now a useless piece of metal.

Ambush:

"Delta Three, fire!" Delta Three was the callsign for the Jagdkommando sniper, without saying anything the sniper (who was already aiming at the killer's head) took a deep breath, concentrated and then fired.

NE Island:

Thomas wasn't quite sure how to respond, she was breaking down almost to tears right in front of him. It made him feel helpless, he could only imagine what had happened to her in her past, it almost caused him to cry as well. He slowly put his arm's around her and then held her, trying to give her some sort of comfort. He whispered softly in her ear, "shhhhh...its going to be alright Sarah, I wont let anyone take you away. We will make it to Dinsmer, that I promise."

Meanwhile, Corroll was already starting on the process of getting Thomas and Sarah to Dinsmer. He had taken flight papers from a few men that were heading to JPOSA and was switching one of the pictures with Thomas's. Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Corroll put the papers away and said, "come in." The MCI agent walked in, he displayed his badge and said, "MCI sir, may I have a word with you?"
"Uh yes, what for?"
"Do you know a Thomas Nolan sir?"
"Why yes, were good friends. Why do you ask?"
"Thomas Nolan is being investigated for possibly harboring enemy personnel."
"What makes you think this?"
"Thomas Nolan was the last person to see a women by the name of Sarah Lenri, we questioned him earlier and he said she escaped while the embassy in Farbanti was being evacuated. She supposedly stabbed him with his own knife as he was escorting her to the choppers."
"He said that?"
"In more words then that but yes."
"So what do you want from me?"
"We know that his on this base, we would like to know if you have seen him at all."
"Yes he was in my office a few minutes ago. We haven't seen each other for awhile so we had a nice chat."
"Was anybody with him sir?"
"There was a women with him, she was here for a change in her courtiers, would you like to see the form?"
"That's not necessary sir. Is there anything else you can tell me about Thomas's visit?"
"No, thats about it."
"Alright thank you sir, good day."
"You too." The MCI agent calmly walked out the door and turned to the left, heading for the stairs.

Near Brena:

"What the fuck?" yelled Geoffrey as his bodyguard was thrown off to the side. He had a perplexed look on his face. He stared at David blankly. "Um.. sure... I'll go see if that man has your ID... In the meantime you can go right ahead. Just... Don't broadcast anything stupid, big guy. Its not in your best interests."

Ambush:

The fighter's head exploded in a very gory fashion, and all the men, upon hearing the gunshot, began to try and fight back out of fear and reflex. Everyone grabbed their firearms and instantly began shooting...

NE Island:

"Okay..." Thomas' words had not helped her at all. Sarah felt herself fall into despair. It's going to be all right Sarah, I won't anyone take you away... The words rang in her head over and over again. Images of her parent's screaming and begging, pleading for their lives and for Sarah's came back. The soldiers, seemingly heartless, were silent. There were no recitals of rights during an arrest. The uniformed FF officers wore SWAT team style armor, and displayed a massive Erusean emblem the armor vest. One man grabbed his police stick and smacked her father across the face. He could not speak anymore, his jaw was knocked out of place by the blow from the officer. The men placed black bags over the victims' heads, and handcuffed their hands behind their backs. They were dragged out of the house, which was also pilfered in the process by the officers, and they took them into the back of a prisoner transport vehicle. Sarah never saw her parents again...

Those words the Thomas spoke were a painful reminder of the promise her parents could not keep when she was a child. In the mind of a child, her parents were God. They were supposed to be able to do anything, make anything happen and make anything disappear. If she wanted something, her parent's could get it. When another child teased her, her parent's stern words can make that child leave her alone. Nothing could ever prepare her for the wrath of the Erusean government, to which her parents were taken away by, and she herself subject to interrogations...

Near Brena:

"Thank you sir, good day", said David while still smiling. He looked at his men who were still in a state of confusion, "Alright guys were out of here, make sure we have everything before we leave and oh I almost forgot! Tell Andy he can stop recording now, there's nothing else to see here." The squad looked at the closest van and saw Andy holding his Camera, realizing he'd been seen Andy put the camera down and moved away from the back window. The men looked back at David, wondering how he knew that. David noticed his men were still standing their, "What are you doing? Get moving! That's an order!" The squad snapped out of their confusion, heading back to their vehicle as ordered. David pushed the talk button on his hand-held radio and said, "Sandra were leaving, get back to your vehicle immediately." A nice soft sounding woman voice came back, "Roger that sir." To the right of David a figure stood up, slightly to the left of the road and down at the end of the convoy. She calmly walked over to the van right behind David's vehicle; she was wearing the top half of a Ghillie suit, holding a M40A3 (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/M40A3_rifle.jpg) as she walked. Sandra had been in the same spot since the BMP-3 showed up, she had exited the van without being ordered too considering David was being held up at the time. David only noticed her when he point out the news crew for the Field Marshal, which was amazing in it's self. David looked at Geoffrey one last time, giving a wink as he left. He then ran over to his vehicle and hoped in, everyone was in their vehicles and ready to go so David hit the gas. The convoy moved off, heading for Brena and an unknown fate.

Ambush:

The order to fire was regrettably given; everyone opened fire on the remaining DLA force's sending a wall of bullets there way. The .50 cal's on the four vehicles opened up as well, adding to the enormous gunfire. Sniper's started picking off the greatest DLA threat's like the remaining machine gunners in the group. The DLA forces were going to be slaughtered all because of their determination to fight, something the Ustian's and Fatian's admired about them.

JPOSA, Command Center:

"Any new developments officer?" asked Dieter as he walked into the CC. "Nothing really sir, it seems the Erusean's are just conducted some sort of raid. I guess they know more then they're telling us."
"Wouldn't doubt it, anything else to report officer?"
"The defensive's are complete sir and the artillery is in place. JPOSA is pretty much finished sir except for the runway, its going to take longer then expected to be able to have C-17's landing sir. Not really sure what the hold up is."
"Tell them to double time it, we need that runway to be able to handle C-17 grade aircraft ASAP."
"Yes sir, I'll inform them."
"Good, as you were officer." Dieter walked over to his post, leaving the officer to his duties.

NE Island:

Thomas had a feeling that he made it worse, it must of been what he said. As he was holding her he said in her ear, "Do you want to talk about it? I know it might be painful to bring up bad memory's but it might help, I just don't want to see you like this that's all."

Meanwhile the Agent stood in the middle of the stairs, communicating with a unknown person, "Sir, Corroll said he had a friendly chat with him considering they hadn't seen each other in while, do you think his telling the truth?"
"Hard to say Agent, was anyone with him at the time?"
"Yes he said there was a women with him."
"Then his probable lying, keep a close eye on him Agent."
"Yes sir."
"Good, over and out."

Near Brena:

Geoffrey became engulfed with blind rage when David winked at him. He lost... And he hated losing. Not only that but he realized that he could have cost his country a vital ally. He was determined to make it right somehow, but that somehow part was a good question. He reached into his jacket and pulled out a cellular phone. He dialed a number, and the call was answered almost instantaneously. "Hello," said a female voice.
"Hi Wendy, I need to ask you a favor..." said Geoffrey. A slight grin reappeared on his face as he spoke.
"Who is this? What do you want?" demanded the Field Marshal.
"This is Erusean Republican Censorship Committee Georffrey Jatinov. The Ustians pulled a fast one on me. They've leaked out information, and this is a threat to our National Security!"
"Not so good at our jobs, are we, Mr. Jatinov?..." replied Wendy sarcastically.
"Just kill them dammit!"
"Don't use that tone of voice with me Jatinov..."
"Just... kill them..." Geoffrey hung up the phone, praying that the Field Marshal would obey his command..

An Mi-28 Havoc Attack helicopter patrolled the skies above Brena. The pilots jumped as the silence was interrupted by a command from the control tower. The helicopter banked to the right and headed down the road where the news van was expected. The gunner armed a 9K121 Vikhr missile and prepared to lock onto the vehicles he was ordered to kill...

Ambush:

The scene was horrific... Men were screaming and dying, those who were still alive fired their guns at no specific target, hoping that they would accomplish something. One fighter was heard screaming, "Goddammit! Die you Ustian trait-" at the very moment a .50 caliber bullet slammed into his face and caused his head to explode in a very gory and dramatic way. The DLA fighters were all extinguished, no longer a threat to any person...

NE Island:

Sarah shivered violently, and she tried to summon up the strength to speak to Thomas. "It... I... I don't know where to start... Well... You see..." she kept pausing, obviously troubled, but she tried to continue. "When I was little. My parents... They... We were a well-off family. In what was before known as 'The Prinipality of Dinsmer." Despite its name the Prince was only a ceremonial figure, we had lived in a constitutional monarchy with a democratic government. They were politicians, and my mother became they first female Deputy Prime Minister of Dinsmer. The Prime Minister in place, whose name escapes me, joined a nearby growing federation that was then called 'The Armed Republic of Neo-Erusea.' This extremely militant little nation had overtaken the lands that existed beyond the border of our peninsula. It kept on expanding westward and soon the Prime Minister and the Parliament extended diplomatic relations to it. It wasn't long until the Eruseans pressured the Prime Minister to join their empire. This sparked a controversy in the nation, to which both my parents were involved in. They opposed the union of Neo-Erusea and Dinsmer. In an election in Parliament, the decision was made to join the 'Armed Republic.' I think the deal was more than they bargained for, as the government was dismantled and my mom lost her job. She became extremely involved in protests against the merge, and so did my father. They became leaders in the movement. As the Armed Republic's forces began to crack down on the movement, they found out the role my parents played in it. One night I was up late, wondering if tomorrow would be as quiet as that day which just passed. At night there was a horrible noise coming from the main door of the house. My father grabbed his revolver, which he kept in case he needed to defend us, and four men in SWAT team uniform came and shot him on his legs with silenced weaponry. I barely heard the shots that hit him but I did hear him scream in pain. They ran up to my mom and knocked her to the ground using some martial arts-looking technique, and then they grabbed me without hitting me and placed handcuffs on me and my mother. My parents pleaded for their lives and for mine, and an officer smashed my fathers jaw with his police stick. Afterwards they put black bags on our heads and dragged us out of the house violently. I never saw my parents again..."

Near Brena:

Everyone was in a tense mood as they approached Brena. David looked on as they passed a sign stating Brena city limits. As they moved along everyone noticed the Havoc flying around not to far away, no one really paid attention to it except for David. he would of cared less about it if hadn't been for the odd behavior it was showing, the chopper seemed to be focused on them for some reason which made David very nervous. He shivered down his spine causing his hair to stand up, a bad sign for Darks, "Sandra..." said David over the radio, "Yes sir?"
"Load the Stinger, I have a bad feeling about this."
"Sir?"
"Just do it."
"Yes sir, you! news boy, take the wheel." She was obviously talking to the news crew member in her van, he overheard the conversion between the two. "Hey! don't talk to me like that!"
"Oh shut up and take the wheel."
"Fine.....bitch." David changed his frequency, finished listening to the two. Hans, a little concerned about what David said spoke up from the back, "Do you think that Geoffrey guy is having them kill us sir?"
"Wouldn't doubt it Hans, just incase I want you and everyone else to stay frosty, point out anything that looks suspicious to you. Were in dangerous territory so anything can happen." A group "Yes sir" was let out as David's men stayed on alert, now with there weapon's at the ready.

Ambush:
"Hold your fire! Cease fire!" ordered the lieutenants down below and Major Gearhart up above. The gunfire quickly died off until it was completely silent , Gearhart looked below at the tangled mess of DLA soldiers, trying to see if any of them were still a threat. He didn't see any sort of threat to his men so he issued new orders over the Cross Com, "all right I want the men down below to move in and see if there are any survivor's, medic's need to be up front to provide medical assistance for any possible survivors. Also Police any weapon's you find and try and find any useful Intel you can. Forensics' need to be done on the identifiable body's, it might help us get some leads that we can build on from." The men immediately followed the orders, Cautiously moving in with the medic's right behind. A few minutes later the Forensics' team arrived and started taking pictures of the faces and getting fingerprint and blood sample's using there PDA's. Hopefully it will be worth it and give them a building block to eventually neutralized the DLA but that's only a hope. As all of this was taking place Gearhart contacted Dieter using the Cross Com, "Sir the enemy forces are defeated, we took a couple of casualties but they should be ok." As he said that the Medevac flew overheard, heading back to JPOSA. "Very good Major, I'm proud of you and your men."
"Thank you sir, what are my orders sir?"
"I need you and your men to stay put, dig and stay put the DLA might attack again. Also were going to use the original ambush sight as a forward support base, Fatian troops and Engineers are on there way as I speak, they should be passing by your position any moment now."
"Uh yes sir, what should we do with the body's once were finished with are analysis?"
"Give them a proper baryle of course!"
"My apologies sir."
"It's all right Major, good hunting to you, over and out." Gearhart gave the order to dig in, the men formed a defensive line on the hill overlooking the ruined building's that were the sight of the initial ambush. Down below the large Fatian Convoy thundered on towards that sight, passing by Gearhart and everyone else. Transport trucks carried men and supplies as APC's and Tiger attack helicopters provided protection for them. The convoy arrived at the original ambush sight shortly afterward, the Corp Engineers and there Fatian counterparts quickly started setting up shop as the soldiers and APC's set up a defensive perimeter around the sight, which will later be filled with land mines, barb wire, motion and seismic sensors and many other defensive measures to ensure the safety of the forward support base.

NE Island:
Thomas was silent as she finished, he released his hold on her and stood in front with his hands on her shoulder's, head down, "I'm.....I'm sorry....I didn't know it happened to you when you were young. Is....Is this what's been bothering you all this time? Or is it something your not tell me that's just too painful?" He looked up at her, his Hazel eyes starring straight into her eye's.

Helicopter:

"What the hell?" asked the Erusean pilot, "Where are the enemy? All I see are some news vans..."
"That's the target," sneared the gunner. "I got orders on my headset to send those Ustians to hell." The gunner reached forward and flipped several swithces, looking up and targeting a vehicle with his helmet.
"What?!?" replied the pilot, "We can't kill civilians... Foreign civilians..."
"Targeting vehicle." said the gunner.
"No!" yelled the pilot, "I won't let you do this!" With his declaration the pilot jerked the helicopter to the left and the gunner fired off the missile. It fired too late, flying off to the side of the road and shearing its way downwards into the tree line. The helicopter was now so close to the convoy that the pilot could see David and the man driving the lead vehicle. The pilot had an extremely frantic look on his face and tried to to gesture the convoy to turn back with his hands. The gunner was screaming into his headset, which the pilot turned off, and was cursing at him for turning the chopper. The pilot continued to franticly gesture the vehicles away, hoping they would listen.

NE Island:

"I'd rather not talk about it..." said Sarah softly, "Its a really long story, even beyond this..." She looked away from Thomas' gaze and did her best to brake eye contact. She began to focus on another task at hand. "When can we get to Dinsmer? I have a really bad feeling that something bad will happen here if we stay for too long."

Near Brena:

Everyone immediately looked at the Havoc as it jerked to the right. (Choppers left) The missile that was fired zoomed to there right and exploded in the tree line, "Sir should I fire?" asked Sandra, now at the side door of the van and ready to jerk it open and fire off a missile. The Havoc lost altitude very fast, David thought it might crash on them but it stopped and was so close that he could see the pilot and his frantic look on his face. "No, hold your fire."
"Sir?"
"Something’s wrong with the pilot, his not attacking us." The pilot started gesturing for them to turn back, David looked back thinking at first he was pointing some sort of danger out. He turned his head back after not seeing anything, he looked at the pilot again and then noticed the gunner below him going insane, yelling at him for some reason. He finally figured it out, "Everyone follow me! Were getting out of here!" said David over the radio.
"What why?" asked Andy.
"Don't argue! Just do it!" David suddenly did a sharp U-turn away from Brena, the rest of the convoy quickly followed suit. David hit the gas, pushing the car to its limit. The rest of the convoy speeded up, trying to stay with David. "Han's kept your eye on the Havoc, I think the pilot just saved or lives."

Ambush area:

At the original Ambush sight, engineers were hard at work setting up Forward Support Base 1 or FSB 1. The buildings would be used as the base's infrastructure for the Barrack's, supply depot, Command Center and so on. The Engineers were strengthing the building's, providing cover in the windows with Sandbag's, armor plating and so on leaving only a small square so troops can fire threw among other things to keep the building's safe. As this process was going on the Defensive perimeter was being set up. It would be the same set up as JPOSA, a double stacked sand filled wall around the perimeter with a concrete wall right behind it and Barbed Wire strung out all over it. In the area around the wall a surrounding mine field with Anti-Tank and Anti-Personnel mines would be set up with only two roads, one to the left and right being clear. Among the mines would be three layers of Barbed wire and invisible laser trip fence to detect anybody penetrating the perimeter along with motion and sysmeic sensors. Highly fortified Pillbox's would be set up all along the wall perimeter, being backed up by snipers and lookouts on the perimeter buildings above. Behind this curtain of defense would be the ten Fatian PzH 2000's and six M77A1 155mm Howitzer's, all protected by the engineers fortification’s that would be built for them of course.

NE Island:

Thomas was disappointed that she changed the subject, you could easily tell.
However he went with it any way’s knowing it was a troubling subject for her, "I'm not quite sure when were heading there, It's up to Corroll right now. Hopefully it's soon because I have the same feeling as you, come on lets go to the Barrack's before someone listens in."

Meanwhile back at Corroll's office, he was finishing up the papers. He had been able to get six papers changed; fearing anymore might get him caught. The time for departure was at 2000 hours, just what Corroll wanted. Now the only problem might be Sarah's considering her's wont have a picture, hopefully security wont get wise. Another was he didn't know who else was going with Thomas and Sarah; he figured Jack would but he couldn't think of anyone else. So he decided to go and ask him instead of calling considering someone might be listening in.

Near Brena:

The pilot of the helicopter eased back on his joystick to bring the helicopter to a halt. The gunner in front of him was still cursing and yelling, but the pilot couldn't hear him since he turned his headset off... In fact he was glad he did...

He looked down into the canopy in front of him, and he saw the co-pilot flipping through some switches. Immediately the pilot knew what his gunner was up to, and he didn't need to hear the confirmation, "Switching to Gun" to realize it. The gunner's targeting system was built into his helmet, and his head snapped to the right, and the gun of the helicopter followed suit. He managed to fire several rounds straight at the convoy, and the bright tracers cut through the sky at the Ustians. In that very instant the pilot rotated the chopper to the left, and the vehicles were safely out of range. Now he found himself in a dilemma, for he had violated direct orders...

Thinking fast, he flew into the country, where the area was beginning to become forested. He watched as his gunner screamed and bitched, and the pilot hit the ejection button on the vehicle. The rotors of the Mi-28 became detached and flew off wildly in every direction. He and his co-pilot came down safetly, and without any hesitation he drew his side arm and shot the gunner. The pilot looked back at the vehicle and dragged the gunner's body and left it in a river... He walked back to the sight where a rescue team was searching for him...

"What happened pilot? Are you okay? Where is-?" asked a rescue member before the pilot cut him off.
"My gunner is dead. We were attacked by DLA forces, and I guess that somehow he paniced and was shot while we were parachuting down... Those bastards."
"Roger that," replied the man, "We're going to look for his body and-" the pilot cut him off again.
"I'd hold on if I were you... There were plenty of the rebel bastards out there... You should wait until back up arrives."
"Okay, good thinking soldier. We're going to take you back ot base. Report everything you saw."
"I know, I know..." replied the pilot. He breifly saluted the soldier, who also saluted him, and the two walked into a Mi-8 Hip...

Near Brena:

"His firing sir!" yelled Hans as the Havoc's gun opened fire on them, the helicopter jerked to the right at that instant causing the rounds to go off course. They flew toward the rear van, impacting on the road behind the vehicle sending debris everywhere. The impacted of the rounds and the debris caused Andy in the rear Van to lose control, he swerved to the left and right making skid marks as he went. When he swerved to the right once more he completely lost control, smashing into a ditch on the side of the road. "Oh shit sir! We lost one!"
"Which one Hans?" asked David.
"Its Andy! He ran into a ditch!"
"God damn it!" David grabbed his radio, "Everyone stop! We lost one!" The convoy hit the breaks as ordered. David turned around and said to his men, "All of you with me." Everyone quickly jumped out of the vehicle and sprinted toward Andy's van, the front of it was smashed in while the window was severally cracked. David yanked open the driver side door revealing Andy laying on the activated airbag; he looked unconscious and was bleeding from his forehead. David shacked him, "Andy are you alright? Can you hear me?" He quickly awoke, startled and confused. Han's yelled over to David, "How's Andy?"
"His alright, is everyone else fine?" Michael and John opened the rear doors, hoping up inside to check on the rest of the news crew, Han's yelled back to David, "Yeah sir there fine but one has a broken leg and another has a good cut on his arm."
"Alright." David looked at Edward, who was right next to Han's, "Edward tend to the wounded news’s crew members."
"Yes sir."

Near FSB 1:

Gearhart's men had been setting around doing nothing while FSB 1 was being built and the Forensics' team had been hard at work. Below them the Forensics' team had finished up gathering there Data and quickly left, heading back to JPOSA to make copy's of there data and then relay it to the Erusean's so they might be able to get some lead's. Meanwhile a truck pulled up full of body bags, several men started gathering up the DLA body's and placing them in the bags, then placing them on the truck. As this was occurring Gearhart received orders from Dieter to return to JPOSA, a couple of Fatian US 101's arrived a few minutes later, landing in a clearing below them. Gearhart and his men quickly mounted up, the choppers then took off heading back to JPOSA. Everyone was glad to head back even though they knew they had worse battles ahead of them, as Gearhart sat in the chopper he noticed the Fatian sniper that had taken the shot's setting across from him, the sniper was a women and a beautifully one at that. "Nice shooting back their soldier" he said to her in German. She barely noticed that someone was talking to her, realizing that Gearhart had said something to her she turned her head to Gearhart and said, "Thank you sir, I appreciate it."

NE Island:

Thomas and Sarah entered the barrack's as everyone was taking off there gear, as they were doing this a group of soldier's were going around and picking up the men's old IWS suits and giving them the new IWS 2 suits along with a manual that explained the new features. Thomas took one of the empty beds and started taking off his gear, when he finished a soldier came over and replaced his gear with IWS 2. He motioned Sarah to come to him so she stayed out of the way of everyone else. Thomas briefly looked over the Manual, scanning it quickly and then placing it on the bed in front of him.

NE Island

Sarah looked at the gear that she had been handed. "Do I put this on right now?" she asked, while examining the suit.

"Also," she began, "when are we getting out of here? I can't take having to hide like this much longer."

(OOC: Sorry for the crap post, will make up for it next time because I have to go)

NE Island

Sarah looked at the gear that she had been handed. "Do I put this on right now?" she asked, while examining the suit.

"Also," she began, "when are we getting out of here? I can't take having to hide like this much longer."

(OOC: Sorry for the crap post, will make up for it next time because I have to go)

Near FSB 1:

The dirty work had been done; all of the bodies had been recovered and were stacked on top of each other in the Ustian M1093 Standard Cargo Truck's. There was blood all over the ground creating a gruesome sight, this made all of the men involved in the loading glade that they had there NBC gear on. The men quickly loaded up in the M1093's and headed back to JPOSA. Later the DLA fighters would be given a proper burial, something Dieter would personally make sure of.

Near Brena:

The injured News crewmen were laid down next to the crashed van, Edward (the squads medic) quickly went to work examining the injuries and patching up what he could. David came walking up as Edward was raping some medical sheets around the news crewman’s broken leg. "Are they going to be alright Edward?"
"They should." said Edward as he pulled the white sheets tight around the broken leg, the news crewman grunted loudly as he pulled. David noticed two pieces of wood wrapped inside the white sheets on either side of the leg, it was a basic method to keep the leg from moving but it made the injured man almost completely immobile, requiring at least one more person to assist. Edward secured the sheets together using a metal colored pen; he then stood up saying, "That should do it."
"Edward we need to get out of here."
"I know, help that man up and I'll finish up with this other guy." David assisted the Newsman with the broken leg, carefully lifting him up. He then put his arm over the mans shoulder allowing the man to hop on his good leg to the other van.

NE Island:

Thomas turned to face Sarah as she was looking over the IWS 2 gear, "I think you can wait to put it on" he said while at the same time gently taking the gear away, "And about when were leaving I told you..." One soldier near the entrance snapped to attention yelling, "Attent Hut!!" Everyone in the room including Thomas stopped what they were doing and snapped to attention as well. Corroll walked in a second later, he quickly scanned over the room obviously irritated. The soldier next to the entrance Saluted to Corroll, he saluted back and then said, "As you were everyone." Everyone in the room immediately went back to what they were doing completely ignoring the Colonel now. Corroll walked over to Thomas, "I have a ride for you guys."
"Good, when an how?"
"2000 hours, a C-130 at hanger 2."
"How many papers do you have?"
"Six, who do you have in mind?"
"Jack and Sarah are the ones I must have with me but I few others in mind."
"Who?"
"Hold on a sec." Thomas motioned for everyone that saw Sarah to come over to him. "What’s this all about Thomas?" asked Donald as he stood there with everyone else. "I'm planning on going to Dinsmer with Sarah but I only have four slots open. I know it’s going to be dangerous but I need some help so I'm asking for any volunteer’s to come with me."
"I got your back sir,” said Jack with a smile.
"I knew I could count on you Jack, anyone else?"
"Well I basically got you in this mess Thomas so I guess I'll come to." answered Donald.
"You can count on me sir, I'm with you." said Ethan. Shawn smiled and then gave a crisp salute, "Private first class Shawn Cuyler reporting for duty sir."
"Alright then get your equipment ready, we move out at 1950."
"Yes sir!" said John, Shawn and Ethan as they saluted. Donald wasn't technical in the military so he just nodded to Thomas. The four of them left leaving three remaining. "Now the rest of you must keep your mouths shut about all of this, MCI is snooping all around so they might want to talk with you three. Don't tell them anything about this or they'll take us all down in one swoop, do I make myself clear?"
"Crystal sir!"
"Good, dismissed." Thomas turned back to Corroll, "Well you have your men Corroll." There was a slight smirk on Corroll's face as he spoke, "Alright then I'll see you back here at 1950 with your papers." Corroll looked at Sarah, still with a smirk, "I just hope she doesn't have air sickness." Thomas saluted Corroll with a slight smile on his face, Corroll returned the salute and then walked out of the barracks.

Meanwhile the same MCI agent from before had caught the entire conversation on his Listening Mic, he was standing behind a crate of boxes across the way from the barracks with a huge smile on his face...

OOC: Just to clarify, Sarah could hear the whole conversation. They weren't whispering or anything.

NE Island:

Sarah looked around her at the soldiers. She was relieved that they would be leaving soon. "2000 hours, that is... 10 o'clock right?" She looked at Thomas again, and said, "So we're really going to get out of here?" she asked.

Then she began to think to herself, what in reality would probably be happening... Out of the frying pan... Into the fire, thought Sarah, What am I going to get us all into. The KGB will surely find us not too long after we enter Dinsmer.

She looked back to Thomas. "You do realize how grateful I am that you're doing this for me, but I think it's taken me this long to begin to comprehend the danger we are about to get into. Here, this 'MCI' is trying to find us, and investigate and get evidence to arrest us. There, the KGB will capture us or kill us first, and then ask questions later. Thomas... I am wanted in Neo-Erusea. People who are wanted... They..." Sarah began to tremble, the stress was beginning to overwhelm her, the physiological impact of Erusean oppresion was getting to her head. "If they find me... Us... People who are wanted, they disappear." Sarah became silent after she finished speaking, and she remained trembling.

NE Island:

That fact did not bother Thomas one bit. He knew the dangers, he knew that all of them might die but he was a soldier trained to spit at death's face, however this was not the case with Sarah. She was just a rebel fighting for what she believes in. Thomas opened his mouth to speak when Jack interrupted, he was checking his UMI-32 when he said to Sarah, "I think we can handle a bunch of secret police Ma'am, we've faced worse foes then that before, ain't that right Thomas?" An image of a Humvee exploding in a ball of flames in front of Thomas appeared in his mind. "Yeah" is all he said. Thomas looked extremely sadden, "Oh I forgot, sorry Thomas," said Jack realizing his mistake. "Its ok Jack, it happened many years ago. Besides I shouldn't remain in the past anymore."
"Your right but still, I'm sorry."
"Yeah I know." Thomas took a seat and started preparing his gear. At 1950 hours everyone was ready to go. Thomas, Jack, Ethan, Shawn and Donald were all set up with there IWS-2 gear. Donald seemed a little uncomfortable in the set up considering he was a Head Security Chief and never received training in the gear before. Thomas had given Sarah the armor portion of the gear, leaving out the helmet that carried the Cross Com 2 set up. He instead replaced it with a basic Army Fatigue cap to make her look more like a soldier. All of the men had huge quantities of weapons and ammo in various bags that they carried and in rucksacks on their backs. Now they were just waiting for Corroll. After several minutes he walked in with the required papers but someone was with him, correction something as they referred to them as. This "thing" stood right next to Corroll in a complete COIWS-2 suit. (Covert OPs) It was similar to there's having the same armor sit up but under the armor "it" wore a sort of wet suit that was all black and smooth, covering every part of "its" body save the eyes. It also did not include a helmet, instead a night vision skull holding set was rapped around "its" head. On the right side was the laser designator while the corresponding left side housed the Vdoc. Camera recorder. This was the same with the IWS-2 however the two tools were attached to a helmet instead of a skull holding set. Attached to the front of the holding set was the vision, not just Night but Heat and EMF (electronics, like cameras) as well. Thomas noticed some sort of glass like shades that went over "its" eyes that were also attached to the holding set. He could see Digital images similar to Cross Com but he suspected it was a different and possibly more advanced version. Corroll finally spook, "I know what you’re thinking, but here me out. This here is a good man, I know him very well and he would never betray me. The reason why I have a Dark Agent here today is that I believe you will need his help. You all know what his capable of and you guys are going to need all the help you can get." Everyone was nervous, the muscular man just stood there in his Black COIWS-2 suit, not saying anything. Thomas didn't fear him like everyone else in the group; he knew what they were really like. He just starred at the man and said, "It would be an honor to have a Dark along for the ride. What’s your name soldier?" The man seemed a little surprised by Thomas 's reaction but he responded any way’s "Lieutenant Kurt Ambrose sir, reporting for duty." He gave a crisp salute, which was quickly answered by Thomas. "Its a pleasure to meet you lieutenant, welcome to the team." Corroll cut into the conversion, "Uh yes well here's everyone's papers, don't lose it on the way out there." A few minutes later the group was approaching hanger 2, the C-130 was whining up its propellers as they neared. Off in the distance the color guard was slowly lowering the Ustian flag; the sun was almost completely set leaving only a hint of sunshine in the background. The instrument portion of the guard started playing Ustia's National Anthem "The Journey Home" (http://h1.ripway.com/eggcimpprr456/14TheJourneyHome.mp3) with beautiful quality. Everyone in the group and around the base stopped what they were doing and saluted towards the flag. The sound of violins and other instruments filled the base over the loud speakers, every Ustian loved this song and appreciated its meaning over anything in the world. Thomas remembered one night when it was sang in a theater in Directus, the woman that sang it had the best voice he'd ever heard. Ironically it was the same night before he went off for basic too. When the song finished everyone hopped onboard, Corroll gave his fond fair wells as the loadmaster checked everyone’s documents. When he finished he gave the pilot a thumbs up, the aircraft roared to life and Corroll soon became a tiny dot in the night as they flew further and further away from NE Island.

Sarah looked at all the men and looked back at the base, with the Ustian flag fluttering as it was illuminated by a small but powerful light. She then turned her head around to face the others in the plane.

She then spoke up, "Well guys," she said, "this is it. We are heading to Dinsmer, right?" Sarah looked at the men and continued, "I know of an abandoned airfield by Brena that was in an area not affected at all by the war." The lady pulled out a map from one of her pockets and flipped it over to reveal a map of the Dinsmer province. It was all in Russian, and she proceeded to search for the landing strip she was thinking of. "Here," she pointed, "right here, you can see it labeled as the Kunov air strip." The map showed a thin bar with an airplane symbol next to it. "To the north there is a quiet area owned by the Neucom corporation, it is used as both a commercial and residential area. Lots of businesses lease property from there, and a lot of wealthy residents call this place home. All around it is nothing, just desert, and a highway. Farther north from the Neucom property is an entrance to a Dinsmer Liberation Army stronghold. If we make it there we should be safe, and get reinforcements." Sarah looked back up at the men. She had no idea if they had something else already in mind, but was hoping that they would take her advise into account.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

The Erusean Aegir fleet set up its position on the west coast of the Dinsmer province. The entire fleet had idled as the Yedinorog-class landing carriers moved forward, carrying ZUBR hovercrafts and plenty of Erusea's Naval Infantry. The men were all in the camo uniforms, sporting the standard issue Ak-101's. The marines set out and prepared to land on Dinsmer's beaches...

Unknown Location, aboard Ustian Air Force C-130:

Everyone looked at the airstrip on the map; many thoughts were running through Thomas's head, is it a good idea? Its deep inside Neo-Erusean controlled territory. I need to know more. "Is there any threats that we might have to deal with in the Neucom property like Erusean or Neucom forces?" Jack examined the map in detail, he shook his head and said, "Thats if we even touch down in Kunov air strip sir, The Erusean's will probable intercept us before then."
"No they wont, the Fatian and Ustian special forces in the area use a secret code word to identify themselves, it will allow us to pass threw. The Erusean's know it so we don't accidentally shoot each other."
"Do you know it sir?" asked Shawn who was still looking at the map, thinking of alternate routes.
"No but the Lieutenant does, don't you Kurt?" He looked at Kurt who looked back at him. "Yes....I do know it." He scratched the back of his skull holding set (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/d-221g-generation-2-night-vision-go.gif) (an example pic), "The first person says Victor, the last person says Justice." Kurt sat down and leaned back against the hull of the aircraft, looking up. Thoughts were racing around in his mind, the voice of the MCI agent. Don't act unless something important is found.....try and pinpoint where one of there hideouts are.....remember we will be tracking you, don't do anything stupid. He wasn't sure what to do, Corroll wouldn't do something like this unless it was for something good and true, but I have orders from SFC (Special Forces Command) and MCI....dammit. Thomas spoke to Sarah, "Alright then, now tell me what you can about the Neucom property and any other threats that we may encounter." Meanwhile the C-130 thundered on in the night sky, approaching Dinsmer.....

JPOSA:

Open square shaped holes lined a field on the edge of the JPOSA perimeter. It was silent, almost peaceful. The Marine Corp band stood in line in front of the holes, still in there IWS 2 gear and lugging there instruments. Suddenly a pair of Bagpipes started playing, at first you couldn't tell what the song was but after a second it was obvious. Amazing Grace (http://home.att.net/~militarysalute1/music/amazinggrace.wma) rang throughout the field as the caskets were brought in by the band in a formal military funeral walk, each one carefully placed in each square hole. As the song came to a close the last casket was placed in, Chaplains then went over each casket and said a
Prayer for each fallen DLA soldier. The Chaplains then placed a cross over each grave and put the Armbands that each DLA soldier wore over the crosses. The Marines then proceeded to bury the caskets, shoveling dirt into each square hole.

Meanwhile the Forensics team sent the copies of their data to the Erusean's. They also sent a note stating that they were looking for each persons last place of residence or the residence of family members so they might be able to conduct some raids, however other information would be helpful too.

Sarah thought carefully about what she was about to say. She picked her words carefully as to not make the mission sound as dangerous as it might be. "Well..." she started, "Neucom maintains somewhat of a miniature police force there. They're just glorified security guards, really. I've seen their patrol cars (http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/Neo-Erusea/security-road-block.jpg), they just try to act like the police. Their guards (http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/Neo-Erusea/securitycopy.png) wear this iron grey, blueish shirts that resemble the khaki ones that real Erusean police wear, but of course it's blue, and they have their little custom badges with the Neucom N on it. They have black pants, you can tell that they are security guards. They are issued police night sticks and handguns, along with handcuffs. I think they are authorized to detain people and make arrests, pretty much like campus police, but they can't do real police things like pull you over or write a ticket."

Sarah finished speaking, but then she added, "We should be able to get through the residential area, but getting through the commercial one that surrounds the airstrip might be harder, since the businesses close and there is a curfew to keep kids from hanging out in those areas. When we get out of the commercial area we should be safe unless some residents are disturbed by our presence. We should stay low in some vehicle. If we do get the authorities after us, the worst we would probably get after us would be Dinsmer Provincial Troopers loyal to Erusea. I really doubt we'd get the secret police after us unless something bad happens, or the Republican Guard if someone does something stupid, like accidentally detonating a grenade."

After she was finished speaking, Sarah tried to hold back from yawning. It has been more than two days from the last time she slept. She dozed away on the plane, hoping while she fell asleep that the ride would be over by the time she woke up...

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Erusea Committee of State Security operators received the data from the Ustians. "Well," stated the captain, "let's get to work people. Find out who they are and where their families live. The Ustians say they would be conducting raids. Means they will be doing our job for us..."

Unknown Location, aboard Ustian Air Force C-130:

As Sarah slept the group debated about what to do. Shawn had finally finished looking over the map, he looked up at Thomas, "I don't know sir, it sounds kind of fishy to me." Thomas simply nodded; he knew the risk they would be taking. Ethan had a look of concern on his face, "What’s the problem Corporal?" asked Thomas. "Well, I'm just wondering how were going to get to this stronghold? We don't have any vehicles do we?" A cover for two M1272 "Rhino" Infantry Mobility Vehicle's (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/3-Bushmaster.jpg) suddenly flew off, with Donald holding it in his hands. "That answer your question?" said Donald as he starred at Ethan. "Uhh....yes sir." The two Rhinos were fitted with M2HB machine gun's mounted on CROWS (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/common_remotely_operated_weapons_sy.jpg). (Common Remotely Operated Weapons Systems) On the sides were several SRAW-90's (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/sraw90lp8.png) for easy access during a firefight. Inside were several crates of weapons, food, water and ammunition. These vehicles were obviously intended for a Special Forces team. Thomas closed the back door of the rear Rhino, "Well, these will diffently do." He walked back to the group, "So are we in agreement about this?" There was a slight hesitation from everyone, Kurt still sat in the back but he looked at Thomas and nodded in approval. Everyone one else followed suit, "Alright then, I want all of are equipment checked and loaded up in the Rhinos ASAP." A set of "Yes sirs" came from the group as they followed their orders. Thomas walked up to the cockpit, map in hand. The loadmaster looked at him with a bored face, "what do you want?"
"I need a course change, were touching down right here..." He pointed at Kunov airstrip. The loadmaster grabbed the map and looked at the coordinates closely, it looked like he understood Russian by the way he was reading it. "Alright, I'll tell him." He gave the map back to Thomas and walked up the latter to the cockpit. Thomas placed the map in one of his ammo pouches and walked back to the group. As the group was loading the gear into the Rhinos, he felt the C-130 tip to the right. They were now heading to Kunov......
An hour later they were approaching Kunov airstrip. The plane moved back and forth, adjusting for the landing. Over the speakers the pilot said, "Everyone get ready, were five minutes out."

Near Brena:

David stood on watch; he could see his breath in front of him as he peered through his advanced binoculars. He could see for miles with the night vision mode. His men and the news crew had hid in the forest with there vehicles, fearing another attack from the Republican Guard. The vehicles were as camouflaged as they could get them, however if it weren’t for nightfall they probable would have been seen by now. Behind him was a makeshift camp. His men had put up the limited tents that they had, huddling them around the hidden vehicles. Hans had placed their limited weaponry and supplies in some of the tents, Edward tended to the injured news crewman in one of the vans while Michael and John were watching the perimeter behind him. He thought it wasn't a bad set up, all things considering anyways. As he looked beyond the great obese of night he heard a distant rumble, almost like an engine of some sort. A white dot appeared on his night vision mode, he zoomed in revealing a C-130 flying low and straight towards him. He activated the binoculars IFF and scanned the transport, The Ustian Air Force symbol (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/128px-UAF_copy.png) appeared at the bottom right corner along with the name. The aircraft flew right overhead, a huge roar of air and noise pushed against David's body. The forest around him moved in reaction to the force of the transport as well, sending leaves and debris in many directions. David grabbed his radio and said, "Get ready everyone, were following that aircraft."

Kunov Airstrip:

Sarah had been slightly mistaken. The airstrip and the surrounding areas were not owned by Neucom Incorporated, though she was particularly right about the guards an other corporate agents there. The property was owned by another enormous Erusean conglomerate, General Resource LTD (http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/Neo-Erusea/GeneralResource.jpg), formed by a merger of the Standard Resource Corporation and General Retailers, Co. The airstrip was abandoned, there was no doubt in that, but to the north there was the residential and commercial area owned by the corporation. It was night time, yet flashing yellow lights atop General Resource Security patrol cars could be seen flashing. The armed guards, as Sarah described, only with General Resource logos on their sleeves, stood by their vehicles, and just turned the lights off...

"Heh," said a guard, "we never get to use these that much anyways, right?"
"Yeah, I guess." replied another.
"Sucks being posted here..." said a third guard.
"Yeah, but apparently the higher-ups don't like the idea of people sneaking into the property via the airport. Or something, I dunno..."
"Meh... So bored..." muttered the first security officer.

The four men stayed at their post, until the silence was broken by the turboprop engines of the massive Ustian Hercules aircraft. The plane was an approach to land on the runway. The noise only got louder and louder as the plane prepared to land on the small, unpaved airstrip.

"Jesus..." said a guard, "What the hell is going on? This airfield doesn't even have a controller..."
"Let's call for backup and check this out." replied the second guard.
"Right... C'mon!"

The guards stepped into the patrol cars and illuminated the night sky with yellow, and further shattering the noise environment with their sirens. The drove quickly to the strip, and the guard got on his radio. "This is Patrol 11-4," began the guard, "I have a large unknown aircraft landing on the runway. Requesting backup, we're moving in to investigate. Over."
"Copy that, 11-4, sending backup. Be careful out there, and report what's going on here. Over."
"I'm not sure if we should contact the police, but if this is the DLA we might be in for one helluva fight. Over and out."

The two cars moved up to the landing strip and the guards exited the vehicles , and stared at the incoming aircraft wondering what would happen next.

Kunov Airstrip:

Thomas's squad immediately boarded the Rhino's in response to the pilot’s announcement. Thomas gently woke Sarah up and led her to the lead vehicle. Thomas took the drivers set as he placed Sarah in the back with Jack and Ethan. Jack was manning the control console of the M2HB Heavy Machine Gun's CROWS system; While Ethan arranged the weapons and ammo in the back. The Cross Com's Vdoc. Activated as Kurt appeared in the top right hand corner of his HUD. "Were all set back here sir, ready to go."
"Roger that, stand by."

In the cockpit it was pitch black in front of the pilots. "I can barely see the runway, switching to Night Vision." The pilot flecked a switch and the windows in front of them turned to green, the whole runway and surrounding area became visible as they approached. At that moment the co-pilot spotted the two cars, there yellow glowing lights reflecting on the Night Vision. The pilot quickly opened a Cross Com channel with Thomas, "Sir I have two vehicles along the runway, possibly hostile, please advise over." there was a long pause before he responded, "Continue on course, we'll deal with them."
"Roger, over and out."

Everyone locked and loaded their weapons, ready to deal with a hot LZ. Thomas opened a CC (Cross Com) channel with the entire squad and issued his orders, "alright when we land I want us to move on them, machine gunners kept your sights on them as we approach. Once were at least 50 yards from them form a line of fire using the Rhino's as cover. Do not fire unless fired upon, these might be some local cops. I'm hoping they'll surrender when faced against superior firepower but we need to be ready incase their not. Ethan, grab the MAWL-90 (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/MAWL-90.png) and load it with a HESH round, everyone else check your weapons and attach your silencers, Is that clear?" green acknowledgment lights winked on above the vital signs of his men in the bottom left corner of his HUD, one of the new features in IWS 2. Behind him Ethan followed his orders, opening the back portion of the launcher and loading the anti-fortification HESH round in the back, a little over kill for two patrol cars. Thomas grabbed his silencer and tightened it on the muzzle of his assault rifle. The pilot came back on and announced, "One minute, opening rear door." In front of them a loud whoosh of air blew in as the rear door lowered, revealing a black hole of darkness. "30 seconds," the aircraft was now just above tree top level, Thomas could make out some buildings in the background. "10 seconds," the trees cleared, " 8...7...6...5...4...3..." The runway appeared below and the faint shadow of yellow lights could be seen on the tarmac, he realized they were only a few feet off the ground now. "2...1...SLED AWAY!! Good hunting out there!" The Rhino flew forward as the sled sledded them out of the aircraft. They hit the ground hard, bouncing up and down a few times as the vehicle absorbed the impacted. Thomas yelled "NOW!!" over the CC channel and turned his Rhino to the left, heading towards the two patrol cars. They other Rhino, driven by Kurt was to the left of Thomas. Both of there mounted heavy machine guns trained on the two patrol cars, ready to tear them apart. They closed to 50 yards and then turned left, stopping perpendicular of the patrol cars. Thomas, Ethan, Shawn, and Kurt disembarked from the rear of their vehicles, using them as cover as they took aim at the men standing by the patrol cars. Red dots appeared on the unknown men as the squad and Thomas took aim with their laser sights. Thomas aimed right at one of the men’s foreheads with his UMI-32, a Red dot appeared right in-between the mans eyes. He yelled out in Russian, "Drop your weapons and kiss the ground!" He repeated it in English with an even more demanding tone. If even one of them attempted to attack them, they'd gun them down quick and silently.

Outside Kunov Airstrip:

"That'll have to do Michael, lets move." There vehicle was stashed among a group of foliage near the end of the tree line, Michael regrouped and covered the rear as Sandra looked upon the runway with her sniper rifle high up in a tree. David had decided to keep the camp where it was, he only took Michael and Sandra to see where the C-130 landed and see what was up. He grabbed his radio, "Sandra report."
"I've got four vehicles, two look like patrol cars, maybe police. Other two look like Rhinos sir, possibly a Special Forces team. Looks like a stand off between the two."
"Roger, Michael and me will scout ahead, see what’s going on. Keep us covered up there."
"Roger, over and out." David made the "lets go" hand gesture to Michael; he nodded and pulled down his Night Vision. David did the same and they moved out, darting silently from cover to cover as they closed the distance with the four vehicles. They finally stopped 100 yards away, taking cover behind a large rock. David pulled up his Night Vision and took out his advanced binoculars. He zoomed in and activated the listening MIC on his binoculars so he could listen to the entire event; Michael covered him from the rear with his silenced M468 (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g291/eggcimpprr456/UMI-MSPS/SI-11-4L.jpg) and waited.

Kunov Airstrip:

The General Resource security guards stood, mostly in shock, with their guns pointed at the Ustian forces. It took several seconds for movement to return to the Erusean civilians...

The squad leader dropped his pistol and raised his hands on his head. The others began to follow suite. "Do not shoot," said the man in English, with a heavy Russian accent, "we are just General Resource security guards." The other men around him had dropped their weapons and stepped forward with their hands in the air.

"Please," continued the man, "You are Ustians." he noted the roundel on the airplane lit by the patrol car. "We are not DLA, please stand down. Come with us, we can contact the Erusean government, and you may go home safely. Please, stand down!"

Behind them four patrol cars sped towards the runway with their sirens wailing, and they screeched at a stop by the General Resource guards. Sixteen more guards came out and aimed their guns at the Ustian troops, not knowing what was going on....