NationStates Jolt Archive

The bodies lined the side-walk like so many broken scare-crows. Scorched faces frozen in the agonies of brief mortality, falling from flight pierced with the dazzling arrow of twisted morality. The tread-mark'd remains of shelled homes cracked, mirroring the bullet-smote doors, and fractured pavements beneath the march of progress.

Long-lost trumpets had been cleaved in the great halls, smoking husks punctuated the failing heartbeat of the city, the distant screams whailed Banshee-like, laced with the cold sorrow of discharging weaponry. A relentless wreath of grim mist oozed through the narrow labyrinth of streets and surreptitiously conquered the wide boulevards, enmeshing the death in a dreamlike sepulchre which coated the imperfect remainder in a flickering haze.

In this surreal realm, potent shadows stalked the gloom, occasionally flashing with radiant gunfire before plunging in haloes of crimson, the rare small child played hide-and-seek in the rubble, clutching frayed dolls with minature hands, soot-stained and wide-eyed they hid from the Big Bad Wolves who had hung Daddy from the family oak tree and raped Mommy while she wept into a handful of auburn leaves.

In the centre of this slain whirlwind, bright eyed liberators waited, nearly drooling from anticipation, motley in origin, and garb, they were united by some magnificent design, a true altruism born on the edge of a bayonet. Their eagerness was rewarded when a haggard figure took to the stage, greeted by a cacophony of earnest clapping, spawning a triumphant grin, he deftly produced a dog-eared cigarette, striking a match off his boot to produce an elegant flame. Streaming ringlets of soft smoke which enveloped his countenance in a mask of vaporous delectation as he exhaled.

"My Brothers, my Sisters, my kinsmen of war, what we have achieved today, never let it be forgotten. Today shall be remembered as a day of glory, a day when the true visionaries of this Nation finally took control..." he paused, noting the raptured faces staring up at him. "Welcome my Brothers, to a new utopia!" he boomed, ending in a volley of wild shrieks from his captive audience.

-Earlier That Day-

The tabloids were smeared with the scandal, a corrupt President who'd sold-out his country to the Corporations, safe behind his high walls and security manned towers while outside riots raged about the plundering of the Nation's resources. Immanuel looked down in disgust at another article claiming to be an exposé, a general rant about the depravity of the ruling party. It was hard enough to keep the group together without these fabrications, which riddled even the most respectable newspapers. Flicking numbly through the rest, not noticing any particular difference in subject, he viciously threw it onto the floor. Watching it with distaste for several seconds before swiftly exiting his small apartment.

Immanuel dug his hands deep into his jackets thick pockets to ward off the freezing temperature, his breath easily identifiable in front of him as he made his way through the light snow. Disdainfully noticing the Communist insignia which had become common-place, many saw the Leftist ideals as a viable alternative to their heavily Capitalist rulers and a rebel-element had begun to emerge after it became apparent the President, Viktor Lukas, was unwilling to hasten the elections as the people demanded.

"Vultures." he muttered as yet another flag was unfurled from a nearby window. Turning the corner and jogging hastily up the steps to his regions government building, covered in scrawlings of graffiti. He nodded disinterestedly at the armed guard and entered. An intern was cleaning up fragments of broken glass, so common place now he dismissed it instinctively from his mind. Trudging to his office he lazily sprawled in a comfotable chair, flicking on the news, while he filled his ornate pipe. He only noticed something was wrong when the usual sounds of Police-Dissident combat not only roared from the television screen, but were echoed by the sounds coming from outside...

There was a split-second before the RPG hit, rupturing the building and causing it to collapse in a wave of dust. A large section of the military had rebelled, and all over the Nation uprisings against the government were raging. Here, in the capital, fighting was fiercest, as Loyalist and Revoloutionary forces battled for supremacy.

OoC: My first ever roleplay of my own, and I appreciate constructive criticism greatly.

Basically after internal-fighting between Leftist revoloutionaries and the Loyalist capitalists sparked by a corrupt President, my country has been greatly weakened economically and is still subject to fighting in some areas.

However, for simplicity, I shall say that the Communists/Socialists basically hold most of the North, and the Capitalists have managed to retain control over the South.

Technically, the Capitalist government is still the legitimate ruling party, however as the President was facing pending Impeachment charges and, as things are too chaotic presently for a new leader to be elected, after "Presumed Dead" status was given to Lukas, things are going to Hell.

Nation's comments, backing of one side, peace-keeping forces, trying to broker-peace between the two different sides, even invasion of a country in turmoil etc. are all appreciated.

Thank you for your time.

OOC: Splendid writing, and captivating story-telling. If possible, I may participate. I have trouble posting, though, because oftentimes it will say my posts need a moderator's approval. :(

OOC: Splendid writing, and captivating story-telling. If possible, I may participate. I have trouble posting, though, because oftentimes it will say my posts need a moderator's approval. :(


OoC: That's sucky.

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Thanks for the compliments by the way, I appreciate it.

Participate if you want, regardless, the free bump was cool. ^^

New Clanon City, Clandonia Prime

In the Foreign Office the news and events around the world were constantly monitored, helped by intelligence and expert post graduates in translation and intelligence studies the government had an accurate and up to date view on the current global situation. The news of the tinderbox situation in GrimWolf was the top of the agenda, the briefing to the Select Committee on Foreign Affairs with representatives from the Palace and military present. The Closed Door Committee was highly classified due the nature of work it dealt with, schemes that were part of defending the free world and laisez faire capitalism but not to the extent of a new age of Clandonian imperialism.

"Agenda 401, the current political climate in GrimWolf. Mr Speaker the situation is grim to say the least, a failed nation on the grip of chaos with a corrupt leader the people have been preyed upon by left wing forces. It is of suggestion that we do something, the United Kingdom can not watch as another nation falls down to the red menace that stalks this world."

"With all due respect, do we have the authority to do such an act of intervention? In recent years our nation has been questioned for its past actions and use of military force. I feel in this situation military deployments would have to be involved."

"The plan would be to deploy a small naval fleet under someone good and try and get elections again, try and rig it so the person is a pro-capitalist and Sovereign League, ACTO then we leave once its quietened down."

"Jolly good idea, I shall inform the His Majesty now lets send our statement."


Official Clandonian Response

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His Majesty's government has noticed the current unrest in GrimWolf in regards to the civil unrest. The United Kingdom offers the deployment of naval assets and peace keeping forces and calls for elections to be called where Clandonian and international observers will monitor the situation. The Clandonian forces will establish protection of government assets and bring along aid to try and bring order.

The people of GrimWolf have the right to establish a government by popular vote but we show concern about the radical communist elements that are currently trying to take advantage of the anarchy.

OOC: Excellent RP I was hanging off everyword. I am going to RP the Evacuation of Forigen Nationals. If thats ok?

IC:

The dire situation within The Rogue Nation of GrimWolf had been bought to the Dominion of Vetaka's attention when 4 Vetakan Men had been killed in a motar attack within the nation as a result Vetaka had ordered the deployment of a small naval fleet to immediatly evacuate Vetakan and Allied Nationals from the nation. The Fleet under newly promoted Admiral Katie Cantona had taken just a day to arrive from Vetaka can contained:

1 Gerald Ford Class Supercarrier
3 Wasp Class Rotary Wing Carrier
4 Chieftern Class Pocket Battleships
3 Iroquois class guided missile Destroyers
1 Seawolf Class Attack Submarine
1 Mercy Class Hospital Ship

It also contained a number of Combat Personnel the mission was clear evac all Vetakan, Dominion Commonwealth and Sovereign League nationals from the nation as quickly as possible. This would be the first time the Vetakan Defence Force had handled this sort of operation as a result they where confident but cautious. Vetakan Forigen Affairs had tried to contact the Grimwolf Government of the fleets arrival but they had gotten no response as a result Katie was expecting the worst. As the coastline came into view of the fleet Katie took a deep breath signalled the VDF Command and gave the thumbs up to her Comms Officer. She then spoke slowly and clamly into her headset:

"Attention all Sides within the The Rogue Nation of Grimwolf. This is Vetakan Defence Force Naval Admiral Katie Cantona. Aboard the Aircraft Carrier Atlantis I have been deployed by the nation of Vetaka to evacuate Vetakan Nationals as well Nationals of any nation whom belong to the Dominion Commonwealth and the Sovereign League. We mean you no harm nor do we mean to intrude upon the current situation we will be as quickly as possible in our evacuation and ask for as much co-operation as possible Thank You"

She was cautious the current situation was a sensitive one. None the less she was ready for the challenge. She turned to her Operations Commander:

"Cmd Green prepare for the immediate Evacuation I want to be as quick as possible do not fire unless Fired upon? Is that understood?"

"Yes Ma'am" Replied Green.

On the Helicopter Carrier "Greenwood" Blackhawks and Apache Longbows where getting ready to delploy. Their target was the embassy sector in the north of the city. The fleet where searching for a suitable beach or harbour to begin an evac by conventional landing craft or an airport or airfield to Evac by aircraft.

Wintrees wishes to assist by sending a peacekeeping force. We hopefully want to deploy 2 divisions to your country. The first will set up a temporally DMZ between the north and the south in the hope of stopping any spread of violence, the second would set up in the capital and assist in stabilizing the situation.
This would be accompanied by a carrier group. Do we have your agreement?

OOC: More to come if you agree.

OOC: Nice Detail! That is some serious description.

IC:

Imperial Palace
Dominion Capital of Amazonia

"Communists..." the word sizzled off of Emperor Droma's tongue like sandpaper. The Emperor had reigned now successfully for years, starting to age-but ever-confident of his subordinates. His regime had conquered boldly, bloodily, fierce over the prior democratic Federation-and what had emerged was peace. Indeed, the Dominion was a far more peaceful place-Amazonia in general hadn't been involved in a major-scale war for some time (something Droma internally regretted). The people were somewhat...restricted...but that was no matter to the ruling body.
The communists had been one ideal to strike when the Dominion had been in its early, preemptive stages of solidity. Anarchy had been at the step, and Droma's fist of iron had been the only gust to blow it back towards the direction of stability. The Emperor now considered himself a ruler of munificence, rather than one of oppression-but the leftists were always the dog he regularly kicked down an alley. The turn of parts of the other world to left-leaning regimes was also of concern-however, many of the major powers were still firmly in controlling hands.

One of his aides-one Droma wasn't a big fan of-strolled into his private chambers relaxed, getting on one knee, as was custom.

"My lord..." he drolled as Droma swiveled his chair, casting his globular, solid red eyes into the man's upturned eyes.
"What is it?" Droma remarked, getting to the point quick.
"The INAD (International News And Developments) has pumped out a rather-intriguing-report."
"What is it?" Droma repeated. He wasn't in the mood for reading.
"Some nation by the name of Grimwolf has been having slight 'Turmoil' as of recent."
"Of the kind?"
"Some left-backed revolutionary group rebelling against the rightful regime."

The Emperor spat a bit of crimson flesh-human flesh, a slight reminder of what he did with government offenders-onto the ornate teal rug beneath his feet.

"What's the situation?"
"Currently, it's an 'official half-half' (Droma knew the meaning: A situation that was technically 50/50 between both combatants) between both sides, but all reports that we have pursued indicate that the revolutionaries are winning."
"Well we can't have that, can we..." chuckled the 57-year old emperor, flexing what was still an astonishing array of muscle and sinew.
"Your choice is my guide, my Lord."

Droma narrowed his eyes as he gazed out the window, the Capital Foyer occupied by the changing of the Sovereign Guards that protected the front gate to the Imperial Palace. The man was a suck-up, in general terms.

"I am up for a little excitement," he began, flashing his white, slightly narrowing teeth, "we will support the legit government with military force. I want the 8th and 10th Expeditionary Groups to deploy to 'assist in manners' of the government, which we will cover officially as an aid program. Bring a surplus of ordinance-I want to ensure that we create a friendly government after this."
"As you command, my Lord."

The aid departed the room, letting the mechanical, organic-looking door shut automatically after him, a thing of the future. Droma eminated a slight growl to himself, spitting out the open window into the temperate air.

Oceana Combined Military Facility
Nova Oceana, Amazonian Dominion

Two HN5 Medium Tanks, recent brainchild of the best of Amazonian military science, surged up a grassy slope, 105mm main cannons swiveling.

"I got 'em," commed the lead, cannon trained on a target drone 750 meters away.

The main gun fired forth, shell let loose. The tank had armed a fire shell-a thermobaric shell filled with incendiary material primed to ignite on contact with the air. The bolt smashed home into the drone-an outdated anti-tank vehicle, twenty years old, computer systems swiveling its mere 75mm cannon to try and target the two modern killers. The shell's first stage, a fore-driven explosive substance, shredded the armor like toothpaste. The second stage-the thermobaric primer and substance-fired forth, oxygen mixing with the reactants. The armored vehicle ignited in a massive fireball, flames shooting out thirty meters to every side.

"Hoo Yeah!" commed the second. The two tanks stopped commanders popping the main hatches and observing the work.
"Cuttin' ya' short," came another comm, interupting the exercise, "but looks like ya'll'll be headed out shortly to somethin'. Mehbe somethin' exciting-anyway, ya'll're needed back at ops to meet up wit'the rest of the company."
"Damn, more shit to shoot!" the lead tank commander exclaimed with glee. "It don't git any better than this!"

Official Amazonian Dominion Statement

The Amazonian Dominion will be issuing two battle groups with accompanying armadas to engage in peacekeeping moves and to assist the current government in rebuilding and moving back into a stable regime while not surrendering to anarchy-driven revolutionaries.

-Naga Sadow
Imperial Liason

Guy Maxwell was sitting in the seat of power for the first time. As Military Commander Blak was currently occupied in a situation where... problems... could result from his abrubtly leaving, his deputy, Maxwell had been granted full leeway to deal with arising situations as he saw fit.

This latest situation was... interesting, to say the least. The nation involved was small, but not so small as to be irrelevant. A revolutionary party, in full power if they were allowed to gain it, could be disastarous. Not being large enough to impose their by force of arms, or to feel themselves safe from similar imposition, the most obvious choice would be to attempt to spread their revolution by more covert means. A destabilization of that sort was exactly what New Aeson didn't need, now that the victory in Laquasa Isle had once again reunited the people.

The solution then, seemed obvious. If standing back and doing nothing had the potential to undo the peace brought about by the war (an interesting paradox to be certain) then certainly it stood to reason that a further conquest had the potential to ensure further peace.

Considering the apparent interest in this affair by several other nations of note, a more subtle approach would have to take place this time.

So then, he dictated the following statement to his secretary, who, as soon as it was typed, sent a copy to the media, a copy vaguely directed towards GrimWolf, and finally, sent a copy to each of the governments currently involved.

Official Aesonic Proclamation

As an unstable nation inavoidably causes some level of threat of instability to all nations, New Aeson has a vested interest in the stability of all nations. As such, we are deploying one thousand men as a peacekeeping force to take control of the capital of GrimWolf until such a time as a recognized government of GrimWolf requests that we leave.

We hope to work in tandem with other governments intent on keeping the peace.

They were really pulling out all the stops on this one. Now that Laquasa Isle was more or less subdued, the First Offensive Fleet had been retasked to provide shock and awe (not to mention air superiority over the locals, if possible, and artillery/missile support) value to the landings.

They were accompanied by several minesweepers (Laquasa Isle's lessons had been hard learned, but all the more effective for that) and followed by a number of troopships.

The raven was coming.

Official Dominion of Vetaka Diplomatic Message:

To: All Nations currently involved within the Grimwolf Situation and All members within The Dominion Commonwealth and Sovereign League.

From: Dominion of Vetaka High Command (Forigen Affairs Approved)

Due to the pressing situation within Grimwolf and the death of a number of Vetakans within the nation. Vetaka has began an evacuation of its people. A fleet has arrived and has begun the evac. Any citizen of the Sovereign League or the Dominion Commonwealth will also be evacuated. Any nation of these alliances that is in contact with their citizens caught up in the trouble should advise them to proceed to the embassy sector of Grimwolf with their identification as quickly as possible.

All other nations please contact Vetakan Forigen Affairs to arrange evacuation. We request the co-operation of all nations during this evacuation we mean no harm.

VDF Supreme Operational Command Stone

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Vetakan Evacuation Fleet:

Admiral Katie Cantona stood on the bridge of the Aircraft Carrier concerned. It became clear that the Fleet now had no idea of the number of evacuees as a result Vetakan Forigen Affairs was now frantically trying to discover the true number.

Katie turned to her Operations Commander:

"Cmd Green How many evacuees can we confirm?"

Green checked a computer screen and looked up to his commanding officer:

"100 Confirmed Ma'am we could do with a confirmed number. The evac teams are reporting people claiming to be Vetakans or Allied and as of yet no hostilities."

"Ok ill get on to command and see what I can do." Replied Katie

0230, Open Ocean
International Waters

The night was a great shroud of movement, and always had been. It had been utilized from hordes of civilizations throughout time, covering operations, cloaking armies, and masking intentions. The Amazonians were using it now in the aspect of speed rather than cover-the age of the satellite had nullified the covering aspects of the dark, but the night was still a great time to get a leap on others. While some halted during the night, the Dominion drove on, preserving time to continue towards their objective and move the already-dispatched fleet closer to Grimwolf shores.
The Dominion was not on a path of conquest. Rather, it was trying to lock up a government-a government with like minds. Communism couldn't do-a pro capitalist, pro-Amazonian regime was the Dominion's objective. Someone who could later be thankful and "repay" some debts if needed-or at least provide a favorable balance of trade. Either way, it'd provide an opportunity to expend some weaponry and try out a few new toys of the military.

The supreme commander of the military operation, Admiral Udonis Wilcox, was a strategic-minded commander. He liked big operations like this-it was his territory, where he excelled. At fifty-two, he was the norm age for admirals-Grand Admirals were generally a bit older, but Wilcox wasn't there yet. But he was content on leading a major operation like this-it would be his first expeditionary command of two armadas into a warzone.

[OOC: Excellent opening post. Keep up with stuff like that, and you'll get a lot of people to join any RP to make up. I may join in later, but not at the moment. Good luck.]

OOC: Looks like something decent, might get involved shortly. Doubt my government would actually get involved, they would most likely just point and laugh at any one they considered not worthy of life getting killed, but Reflex would definately take interest. For the interest of money, of course.

Another rainfall of empty cases thundered into the sidewalk as Unit 404 erupted from cover, a nimbus of clogging suffocation arose from several efficacious smoke-grenades, smothering the area in a sea of misconception.

Illusions twisting into a nightmare of foes, intangible ghosts firing vainly into an increasing pool of dissaray, sometimes punished by hideous gurgling sounds as an infinity of flashing knives struck at the exposures of yielding flesh. Slick bodies dropping in the unending chaos of demise.

After eternity, the lethal curtain of sightlessness cleared to reveal its mobid champions, an assortment of wild-eyed corpses, gouged and broken, military dolls bent into the warped shapes of lifeless abandon. Cut-short screams turned to joy under the glassy inflexibility of death, the hard flagstones their grave, the gentle thud of boots as Unit 404 crept onwards their only lament.


-15 Minutes Later-

"They've re-taken the square, our LZ is compromised." he was informed by his battered radio, initiating a string of curses from the Private before he in turn gave the message to his grim Commander.

The weary troupe, grazed and bruised by the Hell they'd been tossed in, once more donned helmets and readied guns. The city of Ulvova Niellä was a cat-and-mouse affair, small groups fighting each other in confined spaces, each directed by the few radios they possessed. Waiting for another order, waiting for several more of their men to be slain by the cruel Gods of collateral. Every day in this place the men prayed for an end, regretting only seconds before artillery struck their heart, tearing them apart in rushing tornadoes of fire.

If you weren't a hero you were executed, and if you were... Then you were already dead.

-Overview-

The Communists were winning, they just couldn't be contained by the few united military efforts who were Pro-Capitalist. The Government was squandering the time it had left with debate and lack of resolution, hiding far from the violence in safety while cities and towns fell to revoloution and external invasion.

Messages from other Nation's a matter of contention, some willing to accept this Aid while others claimed they were being manipulated, reduced to mere puppets by foreign powers.

All the while Loyalist forces were slowly being ground-down by ceaseless fighting.

OoC: The government is in chaos, but they definitely won't oppose you as they're too weak, and the majority will be in favour of other ideologically similar Nation's helping them, grateful too I imagine.

By all means, send military force in to fight the Communist element and help bring about a new (Capitalist) government.

I'll try and write up a rough guide to cities/towns you could start with later, unfortunately I'm pressed for time at the moemnt.

WinTrees, if you wish you can try and establish peace, I'm not entirely sure how this would work in relation to the other Nation's involved in removing the Communist element, but sure, if you think you can, go for it.

The 2 AV-8B Harrier II’s flew over the Grimwolf Capital their pilots moving swiftly through the sky. The view from the cockpit looking down on the city was a scene of Devastation. Buildings alight in flames. Smoke pillowing from a distant part of the city. The the odd AA and Tracer Fire shoots up from the city floor. The radio was a chatter of battling troops and commanders. As of yet nobody had commented on the flying fighters. The lead fighter spoke into his radio:

"Atlantis this is Ranger 1. We are above the Capital. Its a wreck the fighting has caused heavy damange. At this time their is no other aircraft in the air. Their is the odd bit of AA and Tracer Fire but its spontaneous and no real threat changing Vector to Embassy Sector ETA 45 Seconds."

Operation Commander Green listerend and then spoke into his headset in the Operations Room aboard the Carrier Atlantis:

"Roger that Ranger 1. Proceed to Embassy Sector and give us a view of the situation."

"Roger That Atlantis" Replied the Ranger 1

The Harriers shot off on a different Vector it took them 30 Seconds or so before they flew over a large open sector of buildings known as the Embassy Sector. As soon as they flew over they watched as people scrambled for cover. They must of though they where communists or Loyalists. The voices of the confirmed this when a man of Vetakan Accent shouted.

"THIS IS DENNIS FIGHTERS TAKE COVER."

The fighters stormed over the Sector before turning and flying back towards it over the now shouting open radio Ranger 1 spoke as calmly as possible:

"Callsign Dennis this Flight Captain Carter callsign Ranger 1 of the Vetakan Grimwolf Evacuation attached to the Vetakan Defence Force please identify yourself? We are here to Co-Ordinate Evac of all Vetakan and Allied Nationals please responed Dennis?

"Ranger 1 this is Charles Dennis Callsign Dennis im a Lt Commander in the Vetakan 2rd Infantry I was visiting a friend when the fighting broke out. I came to the Embassy Sector for Defence but as the most experienced and Senior Officer of a Military Force here I was elected Commander to the International Forces here." Came Dennis's voice over the radio it was now surprisngly calm.

"Roger that Dennis we will remain in the air to co-ordinate with Command and also provide Air-Support to you guys. Stand-By for reinforcements Dennis" replied Ranger 1

"Roger that Ranger 1" Replied Dennis trying to keep the happiness of having Air-Support.

"Ranger 1 to Command we have made contact with the International Defence Forces. They are hold up within the Embassy Sector. They are under the command of a Vetakan 2rd Infantry Lt Commander. Charles Dennis. Requesting re-inforcements and Evac. We will remain in the air to provide air-support to the defenders"

"Roger that Ranger 1 Goodwork deploying Reinforcements and Evac Choppers now and Dennis is a good man I fought with him in Falcon. Stand by and await further instuctions." Came Greens Voice.

"Roger that Command. Ranger 1 out."

OoC: This is a rough guide, and not particularly good. I suggest you take liberties with geography of the building layouts etc. And I give you poetic license to describe what you may, although later on in my Nation's history I might portray it a 'lil differently.

Info: Where the fighting could take place...


Ulvova Niellä- Mostly intact, however fighting is common with both sides having effective military presence. Prior to recent events the city was economically prosperous, and thus has an abundance of fine architecture and statues/landmarks.

Pimentää Ehtoo- The capital, torn apart by savage fighting, where the revolution started it was initially controlled by Communist forces. However the ruthless Colonel Gabriel Ivan managed to retake through heavy bombardment and stealthy assault large sectors of the crushed city. Creating a defensive wall out of rubble and natural resources he has managed to contest the city despite overwhelming opposing forces. However the cost in human life has been immense, and a focus on combatting Communist forces rather than trying to evacuate the few remaining survivors has ensured that the death toll among civilians has been huge and apparently unrelenting.

This has led many of the civilians to take up arms with the Communists due to resentment for the Colonel and the system he represents, also because of a sense of self-preservation.

Massa Borgata- A collection of impoverished towns deep in the South (Capitalist territory) which have been taken over by Communist revoloution. The Police (armed with minor firearms) are on the Communist side, currently they're trying to implement their Leftist ideals and seem to have no concern for expansion. Although Brutto Porážka is nearby.

Brutto Porážka- A city far enough from powerful Communist forces to be considered safe. This is where Goverment Officials have fled to. The city has a large military presence as many troops have been ordered from afar come and thus reinforce the garrison. A lack of decision making beyond paranoia has meant that Communist forces have the upperhand in most conflict. Leaderless they seem to wait for the end, unable or unwilling to deal with the refugees who pour into the city.

Začernit Sokol- A Communist held city, apparently prospering under an effective use of the resources present. Strongly held and with potent weaponry the city is formidable.

OoC: Will post up responses when Invasions/Pacification occur.

Wilcox's fleet was getting close enough as noon came and went lazily enough on the ocean-they were almost there, and aiming towards the temporary-safe city of Brutto Porážka, where they hoped to convene with the current government to begin the process of getting the communist scum kicked out of the damn country.

"Send a comm to the temporary government establishment," Wilcox ordered, "ask them about where they want us in."

A transmission soon went out:

SIC to Legit GrimWolf Gov't

To the legit government of GrimWolf

This is the Expeditionary Force under Amazonian Admiral Wilcox sent to quash the communist rebels. We have enough weaponry and manpower aboard to accomplish what we believe and aspire to be the total removal of these communists as a threat to the legit government rule. Where would you like us to land as to make the most use, and to convene for initial talks and planning for the coming campaign?

-Udonis Wilcox
Admiral, Amazonian Dominion

OoC: Hey, sorry for inactivity, and the shortness/bad quality of this post/s.

Recently I've had alot of essays to write, and thus this may affect the roleplay quite a bit. Sorry.

The straggling of weary officials were scattered about the decadent hall, imperious yet indecisive they debated for hours over the most trivial things, always returning to who deserved the office of President. Uncertainties were evident, some of the survivors believing they shouldn't even be in power after all the havoc they had failed to prevent. Meanwhile the bitter cold and freezing snows which fell in wild flurries bit at the populous, many of which now homeless. Even the military efforts which were prevailing would soon begin to run out of supplies if leadership wasn't provided soon.

Amid the bustle of crumpled paperwork and haughty voices crept the violent answer to the current turmoil. A comandeered Black Ops. squad, several ministers had taken it upon themselves to lead GrimWolf to victory against the Communist revolution, and in order to achieve this end had obtained the services of several very angry military leaders, promising them a better, united country if they would perform certain tasks...

The following response was given to Admiral Wilcox:

Dear Allies, in the removal of the Red Menance which has been trying to consume my Nation you have my full co-operation and deepest thanks. I humby suggest we first remove the threat of Massa Borgata and liberate Pimentää Ehtoo. I can convene with you for talks in Brutto Porážka, or at a destination nearer fighting, depending on your desire.

-The (Newly Appointed) President Malchus

OoC: Communist Terrorism is going to be blamed for the deaths of members of government.

"Ranger 1 this is Flight Captain Cox of VDF Evac Flight 1 callsign Blackjack 1 we are inbound on Evac Point ETA 3 Minutes. Flight Consists of 3 AH-1W Super Cobra Helicopters, 2 Seahawk Helicopters and 1 CH-57 Chinook Helicopter. Standby. All transport choppers are carrying ground forces to assist."

"Roger that Blackjack 1. Dennis did you copy that?" Replied Ranger 1

"Yep we have cleared the front lawn as an LZ its marked with a Flare." Replied Dennis.

"Roger that Dennis" replied Blackjack 1

Suddenly Ranger 1 observed a Tank advancing along a street towards the Defending Road Barricade. It fired causing an explosion. Ranger 1 changed its direction locked a missile and fired. It shot away from the fighter and hit its target almost immediatly. Ranger 2 followed suit and the Tank was completly destroyed.

"Wow Well Done Fighters" shouted a juberlant Dennis.

It was then that Evac Flight 1 arrived the Cobras began flying around providing a highly visible flying deterant. The two Seahawks hovered while Vetakan Troops shot down ropes to the floors. The Chinook landed its back door opened and more troops began emerging running to the barricades to secure and reinforce the lines. A large Captain ran over to Dennis and shouted over the chatter of the Helicopters.

"Load the walking wounded into the Chinook and the strechers into the Seahawk." shouted the Captain.

Dennis similed a cheeky smile and shouted:

"I thought id never hear a line like that Woohoo Come on people move" Shouted Dennis towards a group of people.

The Evacuation was under way.

SIC to Legit Grimwolf Gov't

Copy that President Malchus. We'll land in at to assist in fortifying the city as a stronghold before moving in at Massa Borgata with our land and aerial forces with naval supplamentation. We'll be their in two hours-we are open to all suggestions on plans of engagement, though we believe a large, fast attack will best accomplish the goal of liberating Massa Borgata and securing the local area en route to what will surely be a somewhat prolonged campaign in the Northern regions to root out the communist scourge.

-Udonis Wilcox

-Two Hours Later-

The fleet came in as the snow flurries fell into the blue seas, slowly moving in to settle near the docks of Brutto Porážka. Several LSDs depolyed from the stationary fleet, moving in towards the cities's docks. From one of the carriers of the fleet, an EA-4 AWACS craft took off, with an escort of five F-13 Rafael K fighters, an upgrade on the former French model and designed for naval air tactics. The group would keep an eye out for enemy movements as the initial fortifications of Brutto Porážka occured.
After the LSDs containing command-including Wilcox-docked, the fleet's landing craft all began offloading-hundreds of tanks, thousands of soldiers, artillery pieces, heavy weapons-all sorts of land devices began coming off, in preparation for what would likely eventually be a communist advance on Brutto Porážka, or if not, the advance on Massa Borgata.

Official Dominion of Vetaka Diplomatic Message:

To: Military Command of Amazonian Dominion
From: VDF High Command

Subject: Mutual Co-Operation

The Dominion of Vetaka is currently carrying out a Full Evacuation of Vetakan and Allied Nationals from Grimwolf. We would be happy to extend this Evacuation to any of your people caught up in Grimwolf if you agree to Co-Operate with our Fleet on the ground.

Yours VDF Supreme Commander Stone

Wilcox scratched his head as the word of the Vetaka transmission came in as he stood on the GrimWolf dock. He supposed it was a good idea...though by "cooperate", he hoped they didn't mean a federal-communist truce...he wanted to eradicate the communist scourge.

Transmission to Vetakan Forces

Your offer is confirmed and accepted by the Amazonian forces. We are more than willing to confer to discuss ideas on how to carry out plans and campaigns against the communist rebels, and are thankful for the offer to remove Amazonian innocents from the fighting.

-Udonis Wilcox
Expeditionary Fleet High Admiral

Official Dominion of Vetaka Diplomatic Message:

To: Military Command of Amazonian Dominion
From: VDF High Command

Subject: Mutual Co-Operation

Thank you for accepting our offer. At this time Vetaka's main aim is the full evacuation of all Innocent Nationals. Please direct any Amazonian Innocents to the Embassy Sector of the Capital where the Evac is been carried out. Once that is completed Vetaka is fully committed in removing the Communist Threat. To that end the Dominion has deployed a second fleet with sufficent ground forces they will be on scene and deployable within 36 Hours.

Yours VDF Supreme Commander Stone

Running into the Throne Room, a messenger quickly knelt before the Imperial Throne, before quickly saying, 'My Lord Emperor, the Minister of Foreign Affairs wished me to inform you of a situation in the nation of GrimWolf. It appears that an illegal Communist regime has launched a revolution and it appears that they are defeating the legit government.'

Standing up quickly, Emperor Aramius 1st replied, 'Thank you. Send my regards to the Minister of Foreign Affairs, as well as a congratulations. THis just became a military matter.' Walking into the adjoining war-room, the Emperor keyed in a command, and in moments, secure lines to the Imperial 1st Armed Forces were established. 'Commanders of the 1st Imperial Armed Forces, you have a new assignment. As of this moment, the 1st Imperial Armed Forces is being deployed to the nation of GrimWolf to assist the legal government of the nation against a Communist revolution. I do not care where you are currently deployed. As of this moment, you are ordered to pack up and move out. All land elements will be transported by the Imperial Navy 4th Logistics Fleet, Sea elements will be in command of escort duties en route, and Air elements will operate from their assigned capital ships until an airfield is either captured or constructed for their use. MOVE OUT!'

OOC: I haven't had a good scrap for ages, so I'm in, and I'm piling on the forces.

Dentara 1st Imperial Armed Forces Outline

Dentara 1st Imperial Army
32,000 Imperial Guard
25,500 Imperial Blood Guard
8,000 Imperial Sappers
14,000 Imperial Ghosts

Dentara 1st Imperial Cavalry
1,000 MAV-8 MBTs
3,500 M1A1 Abrams MBTs
1,400 MAV-1 Mobile Gun Systems
4,700 M3 Bradley IFVs

Dentara 1st Imperial Siege Division
600 MAV-3 Self-Propelled Howitzers
1,800 'Thunder' 126mm Self-Propelled Guns
480 MLRS Artillery Vehicles
480 MLRS Artillery Vehicle Reloaders
1,280 Paladin SAM Systems
250 'Annihilator' 182mm Heavy Deployable Artillery

Dentara 1st Imperial Parachute Corps
23,500 Imperial Para-Guard
15,800 Imperial Blood Para-Guard
10,280 Imperial Devastators (Anti-Tank Paratroops)

Dentara 1st Imperial BattleFleet
7 Armageddon Battleships
13 Devastator Dattlecruisers
22 Crusher Cruisers
37 Indomitable Destroyers

Dentara 1st Air Command Echelon
8,400 ZV-7 Scorpion Interceptors
5,100 ZD-4 Shade Tactical Bombers
8,200 ZP-3 Lugger Air Haulers
1,200 ZZ-1 Invincible Air Superiority Aircraft
7,800 ZU-2 Airliner Conversions

Dentara 4th Imperial Logistics Fleet
800 Bertha General Purpose Freighters

NOTE: Assets will be brought in as needed, not all forces will be immediately committed.

A Crewman aboard the Chinook Shouted over the chatter:

"Come on ladies and Gentleman I know your tired and Injured but in order to do this as quickly as possible move back and hold on."

He spoke into his headset and then handle his thumb up. The Chinooks backdoor began to close and go vertically upwards. The injuryed passengers began to get alittle worried but this was soon dispelled when the Chinook was shooting away out towards the sea and towards the sea. On the Flight deck the Choppers Captain spoke into his headset:

"Atlantis this is Blackjack 1 of Evac Flight 1 we have picked up the first Evacuees. We are inbound on Mercy 2. ETA 4 minutes."

"Roger that Blackjack 1" replied Operations Commander Green aboard the Flagship Carrier Atlantis.

The Evacuation took place all day with Evac Flights 1 through 3 constantly flying to and from the Embassy Sector. Ferrying people to and from the Evacuaction Fleet.