NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC-All of thise has been discussed with Albor.

Off the Coast of New Albor
The War on EVIL had yet to see any action for the Zukariaans. Their original plan was to make an invasion of the nation of New Albor, but the Allaneans had apparantly not paid much attention when the plans were being drawn up, and they invaded and knocked the nation out of the war almost immidiatly. Still, the Zukariaan government was pissed. They had many plans for that small nation, and had wanted to make themselves look good for the other nations of the coalition by conquering a nation themselves. However, with the turmoil that the nation was in at the moment, it would be an easy hit for the Zukariaan Empire, a quick annexation. The nation was in near total anarchy at the moment, and top military commanders assumed that the people would welcome any "Peacekeeping" force.

And that was the story behind why such a relatively small fleet was approaching a New Alborian naval base, packed with 3 divisions, with no resistance to spealk of. Aboard the SMS Auslitz, "Fleet Admiral" Hermann von Sieg looked on at his tiny former-task force with pride. He had been commander of a small task force as part of the Home Fleet for 2 years, but now he commanded it as an entire occupation station. He didn't know if it was because his commanders were proud of him or wanted him dead, but now he knew it was because he wouldn't be doing any fighting by sea.

Hermann was in the middle of his thinking, pacing back and forth in the bridge of his Iowa-class battleship, when an officer interupted him,"Admiral, sir." Hermann gave him recognition,"The Alborian Admiral "Joshua Sutherlin" has given us docking codes. We'll be able to walk right into this nation, sir."

"Good. Get to sending a message to this nation's government. Demand a surrender. Threaten them a little if they don't accept our "Peacekeeping" force, I don't care. Get going." Hermann ordered, and then began his long task of giving the fleet it's orders.

Several hours later, the fleet was docked. The docks were alive with movement as men and machines were unloaded and readied to move out and capture the rest of the nation. Should the government not surrender, it would be forced to surrender. Either way, the Zukariaan force was determined to take New Albor for it's own.

The message that the New Alborian government was to recieve was this:
"The nation of New Albor has been deemed unable to rule itself. It's people run rampant, it's military is in revolt, and it's economy is failing. As such, the Imperial Autocracy of Zukariaa demands a surrender of the current government in favor of a more acceptable one. If our demands are not met, we will be forced to make the government surrender. Remember, this is for the greater good of the New Alborian people."

Zukariaa;12207047']OOC-All of thise has been discussed with Albor.

Off the Coast of New Albor
The War on EVIL had yet to see any action for the Zukariaans. Their original plan was to make an invasion of the nation of New Albor, but the Allaneans had apparantly not paid much attention when the plans were being drawn up, and they invaded and knocked the nation out of the war almost immidiatly. Still, the Zukariaan government was pissed. They had many plans for that small nation, and had wanted to make themselves look good for the other nations of the coalition by conquering a nation themselves. However, with the turmoil that the nation was in at the moment, it would be an easy hit for the Zukariaan Empire, a quick annexation. The nation was in near total anarchy at the moment, and top military commanders assumed that the people would welcome any "Peacekeeping" force.

And that was the story behind why such a relatively small fleet was approaching a New Alborian naval base, packed with 3 divisions, with no resistance to spealk of. Aboard the SMS Auslitz, "Fleet Admiral" Hermann von Sieg looked on at his tiny former-task force with pride. He had been commander of a small task force as part of the Home Fleet for 2 years, but now he commanded it as an entire occupation station. He didn't know if it was because his commanders were proud of him or wanted him dead, but now he knew it was because he wouldn't be doing any fighting by sea.

Hermann was in the middle of his thinking, pacing back and forth in the bridge of his Iowa-class battleship, when an officer interupted him,"Admiral, sir." Hermann gave him recognition,"The Alborian Admiral "Joshua Sutherlin" has given us docking codes. We'll be able to walk right into this nation, sir."

"Good. Get to sending a message to this nation's government. Demand a surrender. Threaten them a little if they don't accept our "Peacekeeping" force, I don't care. Get going." Hermann ordered, and then began his long task of giving the fleet it's orders.

Several hours later, the fleet was docked. The docks were alive with movement as men and machines were unloaded and readied to move out and capture the rest of the nation. Should the government not surrender, it would be forced to surrender. Either way, the Zukariaan force was determined to take New Albor for it's own.

The message that the New Alborian government was to recieve was this:
"The nation of New Albor has been deemed unable to rule itself. It's people run rampant, it's military is in revolt, and it's economy is failing. As such, the Imperial Autocracy of Zukariaa demands a surrender of the current government in favor of a more acceptable one. If our demands are not met, we will be forced to make the government surrender. Remember, this is for the greater good of the New Alborian people."

Admiral Sutherlin made the call to the PM's office. 'Sir, we should accept the deal, and in fact, you have no choice. The Cabinet has fled, the military is in my hands. We will accept the surrender for the greater good of the nation.'

Allwyn replied, 'I will not surrender. You will have to come into my office and drag me out over my dead body.'

'Very well' and ordered his men to the Parliament building as he awaited the landing of Zukariaan forces.

The Prime Minister hated having to do this. He was the one in charge, but Sutherlin, his most loyal minion, had betrayed him to the Zukariaans. He clenched his fists, watching the enemy march right into the Parliament building with Sutherlin in tow, showing them everything they needed to do to restore order. Order? It was supposed to be his order, not anyone elses. He had brought New Albor out of the ashes… he had created the dream of Empire, not the spineless Cabinet. Still, he had to give the man credit. He saw an opportunity… and took it.

Allwyn looked into his desk and grabbed the pistol. He held it slightly behind him and waited… if he was going to surrender, then the rest of the Cabinet would pay.

To: Heinreich Korrol, Zukariaa

I can't help but notice your near the coast of an E.V.I.L. member, New Albor. Any reason, if hostile-any need for help?

~Premier Mikhail Cohen

"Admiral Hermann, sir!" the communications officer of the SMS Auslitz again approached it's captain. He looked slightly worried, but recieved the acknowledgement of the admiral,"Sir, the Prime Minister of New Albor has refused to surrender to our forces. What should our reply be?"

"There will be no reply. You're dismissed."

The orders were given for one of the 3 divisions to move into Albor City, not far from the naval base that had been taken, or in this case given to, by Zukariaan forces. Dozens of APCs full of men, tanks, and other vehicles rolled out of the naval base from the dock where they were being unloaded. They moved into Albor City fairly quickly, losing little time. As they moved through, they were met with the gazes of thousands of Alborians, bearing the face of defeat. Many Zukariaan soldiers felt an awkward familiarity. Just 10 years ago, many of these men were in the Alborian's shoes, watching Kraven forces move through Sieg. Still, it would not stop them from doing their duty. At the front of the line, in a specially made APC, were Admiral Hermann and Admiral Sutherlin.

Soon enough, the Parliament of Dreams came into view in the Capitol Centre. The two admirals approached the Parliament of Dreams. Behind them, men unloaded to sit and recreate amongst themselves.

"This had better be quick and easy."


Official Response
TO: Mikhail Cohen
FROM: Heinreich Korrol
RE: New Albor

Yes, you are welcome to send forces to help ours. I just got confirmation that a division of troops has entered Albor City, so this might be over rather quickly.
Signed, Heinreich Korrol
High Commander of the Zukariaan Empire

As the men approached, the PM called in the Ministers of Technology, Domestic Affairs, and the remaining members of the council of Plutarchs and the corporate council. Conspicously mising was Hank Scorpio, CEO of GlobEx. Doubtless he was already working a deal with the traitor Sutherlin and his new masters. The officials walked into the PM's office as Allwyn heard the troopes enter the voluminous Parliament building.

'It's over. My codes have been compromised as well. I cannot initiate the 'Scorched Earth' plan thanks to that simpering fool Sutherlin. He even has sided with that exile Sam Havelock and wants him to be the lap dog of the Zukariaans. So, I have called you in to console you in your time of trial and my guards will now speed you along to the next life'.

They all stared wild eyed as the Parliament Guard opened up on the Ministers with their MP5's, emptying the clips into them as the Zukariaans stormed the office, gunning down the guards in a hail of bullets. Sutherlin recoiled in horror at the sight and Allwyn screamed at the traitor.

'Damn you... you ruined me! Ruined my quest for godhood! Albor was to be my pyre for apotheos..'. He grunted as the bullets struck him, Sutherlin lowering his Gloxck 27. Before Allwyn could fall, he raised his .45 and fired, striking the Admiral in the arm, but before the PM could fire a second shot, the Zukariaans finished him off... the gore from his body erupting across his desk and the PM slumped into his chair his face still twisted in rage.

'It's over sir.' grunted Sutherlin. 'We can formally surrender. And you...', pointing to the slimy, smarmy Hank Scorpio of GlobEx 'you... thank you for giving me the PM's launch codes.'

Clearing the gore from the desk, Admiral Joshua Sutherlin activated the nation-wide communications system, and asked for a broadcast. A camera rose from the desk and Sutherlin shoved the bloody corpse from the chair, cleaned it some and sat, waiting for the transmission to commence.

'My fellow Alborians... today is a great and terrible day. In accordance with the will of those that wish to end the violence and upheaval in our great nation, we have decided to ally ourselves with the mighty Empire of Zukariaa in the hopes that order will be restored. This is our only option. Indeed, had it not been for the Empire, New Albor would have been obliterated, not from outside sources, but by the mad Prime Minister, Rhys Allwyn, whou would have unleashed a nuclear, biological and chemical disaster of epic proportions upon his own nation.'

'Therefore, I have seized control of the government with the approval of the Empire in the hopes of peace. We shall remain an ally of Zukariaa and shall be it's client state. All rebels must cease their activity or face the combined arms of both nations. The Zukariaans wish only peace and to live in harmony with New Albor. Many Zukariaans will come to live in New Albor and we will welcome them with open arms, or there will be consequences.'

'Further, all citizens must swear an oath of fealty to the Empire of Zukariaa or there will be consequences. Peace will be restored. This will happen, with or without the consent of the governed. The Federation of New Albor will cease governance and become the Cofederacy of New Albor with a less invasive government to be ruled jointly by a President, the States and with the firm, but kind hand of Zukariaa.'

'Thank you, and God bless Zukariaa and New Albor.'

Sutherlin hung his head and looked to the Zukariaan officials. 'It is finished.' In the background, the CEO of GlobEx nodded, his mind working on how to best exploit the situation.

To: Heinreich Korrol, Zukariaa

Alright, I'll send a couple of ships over there to help "convince" New Albor to surrender.

~Premier Mikhail Cohen
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To: Admiral Soda Popinski

There's a situation in New Albor. Move the Broma fleet carrier to the Campiegne coast.

~Premier Mikhail Cohen
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To: Premier Mikhail Cohen

Alrighty. I'll send out some of the Mahlasah fleet.

~Admiral Soda Popinski

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After three messages sent, Jaredcohenia's fleet in Chargin, Mahlasah sailed towards New Albor, specifically New Campiegne. With the fleet was the JNV Broma, the second largest of the Halogen Class of ships. She was a beaut, the Broma. It used to be the largest ship in the entire Jaredcohenian navy, until the erection of the Ioda, the purchase of the London from Questers (Hood-class), and the erection of the Coheningrad.

They left Chargin, Mahlasah at 0600. New Albor would be a long way to go.