NationStates Jolt Archive

Today, on the borders of the city of Constantinople, the first battle of a civil war erupted.

The People's Army of Urcea, which has been underground for quite some time, and buying military surplus has begun to take small towns and villages in Constantinalia. The leader of the PAU is unknown. The PAU are Communists.

Meanwhile, the Constantinalian Imperial Army, the army of the state, has been deployed from Constantinople to crush the PAU. We hope to do so in a single battle. We will trap the PAU in a three mile radius around a town called Urceopolis. The leader of the Constantinalian Imperial Army is the Holy Roman Emperor Julius Nero. The Holy Roman Empire of Constantinalia is a Capitalist Imperial Theocratic State.

To the Honourable Holy Roman Emperor Julius Nero,

His Majesty, King William Salisbury V, finds your cause a most noble one. Therefore, I, as his Chancellor of the Exchequer, am communicating to you to negotiate loans by the Salisburgic Dominion to your Imperial Army to help pay for your conflict with these rebels. The loans shall be very generous, as their interest rates collections will be low. Would you be interested?

Signed,
The Rt Hon. Howard Saxmundham, Chancellor of the Exchequer

SIC:
Emperor James I, Empress Hemali I
Kensington Palace, District of Londinium

To the Right Honourable Chloe Sinclair, MP, Supreme Commander, Londinian Expeditionary Force:

It is our intent to to begin the support of the Communist revolution in Constantalia. All troops are to prepare for deployment fortwith.

IC:
Communiqué to the Holy Roman Emperor

To support you in your quest to fight to communism, we request that you allow our troops to enter your nation.

Few things do Panterans despise as much as communists, and few things do we admire so much as those who honor the Old Ways. Thus, our people have been stirred by the events in Constantinalia, and would offer our help to Heaven's Elect, Equal of the Apostles, His Majesty, Emporer Julius Nero.

Panteran legends hold that long ago, Andronicus Comnenus fathered a pair of fair, but ill-born bastard daughters. Upon his death at the hands of the Byzantine mob, his daughters were spirited away from the Empire, to haven in far Pantera. There, they were both married into Noble Families, where their Royal line still flows, alongside that of their Reaver kinsmen.

And so, Emporer Julius, I offer my aid and blessing in your endeavor, and pray that, should any difficulties rise in stamping out the foul communist agitators, you will not hesitate to call upon your friend. The drums will sound and you will be delivered, without hesitation, by our Mediterranean Fleet.

Dayne the Evenstar
Lord Reaver of Pantera
Drag the Waters of War

Dear Chancellor of the Exchequer,
I accept your offer and I find it very generous. Every little bit helps when we are in the intention of destroying a communist uprising.
Holy Roman Emperor,
Julius Nero

Dear Emperor James I
I decline your offer in light of the fact that Constantinalia is a Catholic Theocracy, and the island of which you base your nation off has been nothing but grief for Catholics since the reign of the pretender-king Henry XIII.
Holy Roman Emperor,
Julius Nero

Dear Dayne the Evenstar
We thank you for your prayers, and are delighted to hear that you will support us in your conflict to restore order to the Holy Roman Empire.
Holy Roman Emperor,
Julius Nero

The Honorable Holy Roman Emperor Julius Nero

I am a private citizen of The Community of Siap, and a former soldier who has received training in urban combat and counterrevolutionary activities. I am also a member of an emerging political party whose philosophy stands firmly against that of the Communists. I have been offered a healthy sum of money to help supress the Communist uprising. I have also been offered a contingent of one-thousand mercenaries from the Private Military Corporation Tactical and Logistical Solutions, Inc as well as passage to your nation. All I request is passage into the conflict region and the ability to meet with your commanders so I may receive pertinent intelligence regarding the situation.

~(former) Specialist Colin Quinn Larkin

Our nation of Maldorians would like to help you in rooting out the rebels. We will send over 100,000 Maldorian Special Forces (MSF for short).

Thank you,
The Mandalore...

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IC:
Justin D'Mearns flicked breifly through the Foreign Office's report on the Constantinalia situation before tossing it on to his desk and tilting back in his chair to focus on his aide.

"So it is a case of papes against communists? Well papists can usually be quite nice people at times but not once they start to get a taste of power then they start doing silly things like throwing crusades and book burnings around and communists are well, just communists. The funny thing is both of these groups follow highly dogmatic but basically incorrect versions of thier own core beilf systems.
To be honest i doubt the cabinet or parliment for that matter will be willing to bother thier arse's over this but perhaps we can shift some of that surplus low grade gear Jenkins at the MOD keeps moaning about havign to store.

HHmmm, indeed, now who was that guy from the Special Office... ah yes, Orlok Morgan, do make enquries as to his availbility!"

Having finished monologuing himself to a decision D'Mearns waved a dissmisal at his asstiant and turned back to his email.

A short time later...

Both the PAU and the Imperial administration woudl receive seperate and very very discrete communications from a company calling itself Morgan Objective Solutions (MOS) offering to provide the secure delivery of both high grade weaponry and perhaps executive solutions operatives (ESO's, mercenaries by any other name) at competitive prices and garunteeing complete discresion.

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OOC: Constantinslia, do you accept the offer made by my mercenaries?

The Leocardian Military Corporation Arms Dealer will offer to sell cheap, economical priced weapons. We offer a list of outdated, but resourceful and still good weapons.

AK-47 : $50 ea.
T-85 : $15 ea.
T-56 : $15 ea.

and many more. just request your weapons, and we'll add the price to it.

"Sir, apperantly theres a civil war going on. Communism has spread to the people of Constantinalia and they are revolting against their government."

"Mmm, the words of Marx have been heard by more. We shall help these rebels. Report to General Santoro on preparing a task force to be sent to this land"]

"Yes, sir!"

OOC: Constantinslia, do you accept the offer made by my mercenaries?

OOC: Yes.

OOC: Wiki page up.

http://ns.goobergunch.net/wiki/index.php/The_Urcean_Secession_War

Is there a battle infobox, or do I have to make one -_-

OOC: Sorry for triple post, but

http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=12105268#post12105268

and bump :D

Colin Quinn Larkin and his mercenary counterparts arrived at the capitol. The soldiers were wearing fatigues with no insignia on them. Quinn wore his Specialist's uniform, except the patch that usually bore the Siapian flag was bare. He and his men marched to the forward command post. Larkin introduced himself. "I need intelligence on the location of the Communists, the leadership etc. And, if you have any, I would like to speak with the captured rebels. After that, we will deal with the uprising. All I ask is that several prisoners be released to our custody and that our methods are not questioned."

Nero responded "Of course. Then again, I'm surprised you didn't see it on arrival." *Points out the window to a large system of lines across a large field* "The Communist trenches. You may take as many prisoners as you like, and I don't care what you do."

OOC:Constantinalia, what is your region like? like... are you land locked, is there any shipping ports? any info so i can plan my next post.

SIC: To: the People's Army of Urcea

The People's Republic of H-Town Tejas has seen your struggle for liberation from the clutches of theocratic oppression. Your cause is a just one, and we wish to help you out.
However, we can't just do this openly, obviously. As such, our surplus armament from the Tejano Proletariat Army will pass through a third-party arms dealer, who will contact you when our weapons can be transferred to you. We need a secure location and the like to do this.
Hit us back when you get this.

Proletarios del mundo, unios!
Josefa Phạm, Vice President of the People's Republic of H-Town Tejas

"Do you know anything about their command structure? And do you have any prisoners that we may speak with?"

SIC: To: the People's Army of Urcea

The Dominion of Raselgethi would like to support your cause, not publicly of course. We have no real care for your current county's gov't. It would be nice to know a potential enemy turn into an ally. If there is anything we can do for you I would really like to know.

Sincerly, Emperor Alexander McKay

OOC: Hell no, I'm not land locked.
Heres my nation:
http://ns.goobergunch.net/wiki/index.php/Constantinalia

IC: "We know very little, from one man named Brakk Gathor we captured. He told us that their leader is a man named Gaius Augustus Octavian, the General of their army. We know also that they are receiving outside help. From where, I don't know."

"Well, my team is going to split up. One team is going to stay here and interrogate him and the rest are going to pinch a few more for intel. I'll be with the team that handles the prisoners. Can you take me to him now?"

The mercenaries crossed the Communist lines and split into cells of three or four. Their first targets were simple border guards and petty officers. They also engaged in sabotage.

A man, very bruised and beaten, is forced into the room

"Sit down"

The man sat down.

Julius Nero then said to the man "If you'll excuse me, I need to go win a battle."

The mercenaries checked the room for cameras briefly, and then turned to the man. Without saying a word thjey took out a small bag of tools, including a syringe and a small white powder. They melted the white powder, and while two soldiers held the man to the shair, another tied a band extremely tightly around his arm, forcing a blood vessel to rise. Colin Quinn took the syringe, injected out the air bubbles that accumulated in the hypodermic needle and then injected the substance into his arm.


The following rush would have been greater than any sex the man had ever had in his life. And in that several hours, his body would become morbidly addicted to the substance, being unable to produce endorphines without it. Essentially, every single tweak and pain, even those of his body naturally regulating itself would be unbearable, once he came off of the rush.

After several hours, the man was visibly off of the rush. Larkin turned on the lights on the desk and shone it in his face. "I would like you to take my men to your commanding officer."

"Yes.."

*Cringing almost uncontrollably, and looks at the man, hopefully knowing what he wanted*

He was lifted off the ground, slipped into a mercenary uniform and lead off the premises. "If you try anything, you will never get that rush again. You will be praying to whatever god you commie bastards have to smite you on the spot." Larkin then handed the man his sidearm. "Lead these men to your commanding officer and bring him back here and you will get more." He said while waving a vile of the white powder in front of his eyes. The four mercenaries behind him dragged him into the street and forced him to lead them.

The cringing man ran out to his leader and started shouting, trying to be excited at a cover

"F-f-foreig-ners here to -h-h-h-hELP us! C-c-come q-quick-quickly!"

The Communist leader thought about it, shrugged, and followed the man to them.

One soldier ran up to the communist leader being led by the prisoner. Before the communist leader could speak, the soldier smashed the butt of his sidearm into the bridge of the leader's nose. As soon as he reached for his face, the two soldiers grabbed his arms and twisted his arms behind his back, and slipped a plastic restraint over his hands and a similar one was slipped over his legs. Quickly, the men injected a clear substance into his arm that rendered him unconscious. Two more teams of soldiers entered the building spraying fire to cover the soldiers escape. He, along with the other prisoner were dragged to the shore and slipped into a zodiac boat.

On board a small command ship in international waters belonging to the mercenaries, the commander was tied to a chair in a makeshift interrogation room, awaiting for him to wake up.

The leader woke up, dazed and confused.

Colin sat down in front of him. "I'm sorry if my soldiers handled you a bit roughly, but I had to insure that you were brought to me promptly." He looked at the man's face. He took the bloody nose and pinched it while applying tape tightly across the bridge. "I'm going to do this before your fully awake, or else it will hurt like hell. Believe me, I know." He looked at the leader with the tape across his nose. "You'll be beautiful in a few weeks..."

"Anyway, I will be brief. I am a specialist who has been called to quell your little uprising. Now, I will make you an offer. Your will not succeed. If you surrender to your government, we believe that you will be executed, probably in a painful manner. What I suggest is that you gather your top lieutenants together, and meet me at a location of my discretion. You order your forces to formally surrender, and I will see that you and your top officers live in safety for the rest of their lives. Is this acceptable?"

He shook his head, symbolizing "no".

"I was hoping you wouldn't be difficult."

Larkin left the room, saying "render him" to figures out of sight.

Two men entered the room, one brandishing a syringe, and the other twisting a silk wire around the communist leader's arm. The contents of the syringe were injected into his arm. Soon, he too would be enslaved to the addiction.

Several hours later, Larkin returned. "If you'd like more of that, you are going to have to answer some questions for me, and do me a few favors."

Something took over the Communist leader; he couldn't resist, but he knew something; he had a cyanide capsule in his mouth, Implanted in his tooth. He forgot where it was, so, he started wiggling about in the chair trying to make it fall out of his tooth.

"He's having a seizure!" One of the soldiers shouted. Two more soldiers ran into the room. Larkin walked in behind them. "I want him alive." One soldier cut through his restraints with his knife and pulled the Communist leader to the floor. Two soldiers held him tightly to the ground. "Check his pulse and blood pressure."

"Pulse is fine." One soldier yelled. "Pressure is 120 over 80."

"Well what the hell." Larkin stood over the communist leader who was pinned to the floor by the three soldiers. He instinctivly pulled his sidearm out of its holster, ready to shoot, but he didn't point it at the leader. "What is going on with you?" Larkin mumbled to himself.

He then shook the soldiers free (OOC: If this is a godmod, sorry, I'm assuming it's acceptable) and started running around with his fingers in his mouth, picking for the capsule.

OOC: Its fine. I Hope this is ok.

IC:

Larkin saw the man running and panicked. He quickly dropped to one knee and fired three S&W .40 calibre rounds into his chest. Larkin stood over the bleding man, and saw that the man's tongue was still fidgeting. He reached a gloved hand into the leader's mouth, which was forming a small trickle of blood. He reached in, removing a small piece of tooth, and then he reached in, removing a small capsule.

"Cyanide! Damnit!" He screamed kicking over the chair. "Son of a bitch was trying to kill himself and I did it for him!"

Larkin breathed deeply. "Contact the Constitalian leader, tell him we captured the Communist Leader, and that he died trying to escape. Clean up this mess. be prepared to move the body if we need to."

Larkin proceeded to wash his hands. "Also, get beta-squad ready. I have a job for them."


Three teams of five soldiers returned to the building where they had captured the Communist leader. The first team cleared the area of any patrols. The second team went in, clearing each hall and capturing any guards they could. The third team entered and quickly searched each room they could for computers, removing the hard drives and any disks or removable drives they found, as well as any documents that looked useful. After they ran out, the first team went in and placed explosives in the building, so that it would be demolished twenty minutes after they left.