SolidOuterHeaven
23-02-2007, 07:19
OOC: First, a bit of history
April 6, 1960: After three years of deep cover infiltration and intelligence gathering operations in the Soviet Union, a United States Army Special Forces soldier, Capt. Jack Miller goes off map. He fails to show up at a designated pick up location, and is assumed captured or KIA. The CIA disavows all knowledge of Capt. Miller.
April 22, 1960-June 4, 1965: Miller is reported being seen in numerous hot spots around the globe, including the Middle Easy, South America, Vietnam, and even in Eastern Europe. There is no record of his sighting beyond rumors, however, the United States and Soviet Union as well as the United Kingdom notice a recordable out flux of military personnel, especially in the fields of special operations and intelligence.
September 6, 1965: An initially small landing group made up of former Spetz GRU commandos land on the western coast of the Greater Prussian Super Continent to recce the local ethnic population in preparation for a full landing party. They find a mostly Arabic ethnic group.
September 10, 1965: A larger landing party, made up of former US Navy SEALs, US Army Special Forces, Air Force Special Operations, Russian GRU Spetsnaz soldiers, and British SAS and SBS commandos land on the same coastal lines. They move quickly inland, seizing what land they could. Groups that initially resisted were quickly eliminated by the teams. The rest of the world, far to embroiled in their own nationalistic struggles, does nothing to stop the operation. The group, known as Solid Outer Heaven, quickly secures as much land as they could inwards from the coast, and sets up an interim government. The odd mismatch of formal special operations groups works together well despite differences, as they see themselves in the same brotherhood of soldiers.
August 14, 1978: Thirteen years later, the Armed Republic of Solid Outer Heaven is set up as a nation to be home to former soldiers from all walks of life, a home land for those who felt outcast from their own nation. Through use of private contracts instead of government, a general infrastructure is set up. Solid Outer Heaven opens its borders not only to trade and diplomacy, but to new citizens, advertising itself as a new home land for anyone who wants to start a new life, to become a new person. Population growth skyrockets. Capt. Miller returns to the world scene as President of Solid Outer Heaven, with a former Navy SEAL, Donald Casario as the Foreign Minister.
1978-1995: Solid Outer Heaven grows substantially, in economic and political strength. An open military policy allows everything from single soldiers to full divisions to participate in any military engagement it feels capable of across the world. Operations commence in South Africa, the Middle East, and South and Central America. In the early nineties, operations in the former Soviet Bloc are authorized. Trade opens up on all fronts, a true free market economy flourishes. However, some time in the mid eighties, a group of ethnic Arab minorities begin to make noise, complaining of their displacement from their historical lands. Low scale, low intensity flare ups across the nation start to move in closer to urban areas, and the population demands action. In 1993, the Solid Outer Heaven government launches counter terror strikes against the insurgents. During this time, Capt. Miller and Donald Casario step down from their positions. Another former US Army Special Forces soldier, Capt. John Milles, becomes the Prime Speaker, a title given to him by the people. The office of Foreign Minister was then taken by Maxim Gregoryiovich, a former GRU Spetsnaz shooter
1998: An official movement known as the Heaven Socialist Liberation Front announces its presence. An attack attempts to take the life of Milles while giving a speech to a graduating class at a small local university. Milles announces official operations against the HSLF, and for the first time, the Solid Outer Heaven military takes to its own fight. With superior training, long time experience, and better arms, the SOH forces quickly take out the official military structure of the HSLF. The HSLF forces quickly retreat, and start an insurgency style conflict against the SOH government.
Present Day
Angelus, Solid Outer Heaven
As the warm spring wind blew over the capitol city of Solid Outer Heaven, a hush seemed to follow two SOH Army Land Rovers. A curfew had been set over the city, and as the late day sun set on the city, it had been implemented early. The normally vibrant city, which came alive at night, was shutting down early this weekend. Army Land Rovers roamed the numerous streets and allies of the downtown area, some making their way towards the outlying suburbs. The hope was for a quiet, peaceful night, followed by a quiet, peaceful weekend.
It would not be so. As the seven o’clock hour rolled around, an explosion rocked the southern side of the city. One of the SOH Land Rovers had hit a pre set check point, and a waiting HSLF strike team had launched a short offensive. The RPG fired had gone wide, and hit a car parked out on the street. The counter offensive had been quick and decisive, resulting in five confirmed enemy kills. However, it was a faint. A second offensive was launched from inside the city center. Two Land Rovers went down instantly from rocket fire, a third damaged and taken directly out of the fight.
Two Land Rovers and a single two ton truck sped towards the city center, hoping to run into nothing more than light resistance. In the lead Rover was Carry Hawthorne, a ten year veteran of the British SAS, and now NCO of a full platoon of soldiers tasked with quick response and rescue operations in the city. He sat shotgun, literally, in the lead Rover, a DSA SA58 carbine across his lap. He shouted out directions, barking orders at his driver, guiding the two Land Rovers through the city. The plinking of small arms rounds ricocheting off the doors of the Land Rover sounded clearly, and Hawthorne looked back to see an RPG screaming in front of the two ton truck.
They arrived on sight, not seeing what they hoped, but instead, a well planned and executed barricade. The driver of the Land Rover jammed on the breaks, the car screeching to a halt, Hawthorne jumping out. He snapped up the rifle, sighting in a rebel, and squeezed, the .308 jumping in his hands as the heavy round tore into a target. The staccato gunfire of smaller caliber rounds from mass produced Armalite variants broke out in the air, matching the cracks from the Kalashnikovs used by the HSLF. Hawthorne checked that his radio was properly functioning, and he began to quickly issue orders.
Those on the secondary team that had worked with him in the past, or had combat experience previously responded quickly, moving to flanking positions around the blockade, providing proper cover fire on top of the rebels. However, those that had never seen battle froze in their spots, firing haphazardly, trying to bring rounds generally in on the rebels, fighting for their lives.
“God Damnit, I said move left and provide a covering barrage!” he shouted into his radio, the younger soldiers not responding at all. “Bullocks. We’ll do this on our own boyos,” he shouted to those near him. They huddled in, and quickly devised a plan. A team of eight shooters would move left and up along an ally way, coming in behind the rebel force. Another would provide a distraction, moving out and along the street, engaging the rebel force from a distance. Hopefully the younger shooters would keep the fire up, they did provide a needed cover fire. Hawthorne led his team down the empty back ally way, and came around behind the rebel force. He could see the other team providing covering fire along with the younger conscripts. He gave the signal, and they moved in quickly, closing with the enemy, and attacking at close range. The fighting was deadly, extreme close combat, but the violence and speed in which Hawthorne’s team attacked was enough to secure them victory. The SOH forces lost only a few men, the entire rebel outfit had been wiped out.
Across the nation, similar attacks were happening in large and small cities alike, all with different results. Some rebel outfits had been taken out quickly, others had led to long protracted battles, and still some had ended up for victories for the HSLF. All over the nation, blood ran in streets, bodies littered walk ways and sidewalks, shell casings laid over the ground.
Two days later, Milles and the HSLF forces both released public statements to the rest of the world.
The Armed Republic of Solid Outer Heaven
To my fellow citizens of the world,
Esteemed world leaders, men and women of the armed forces, civilians, citizens, today I come before you the leader of a nation burning with the flames of rebellion and strife. I come to you to ask for your help, in hope that together we can triumph over the forces of those who seek to change the prosperous and good order of Solid Outer Heaven.
Two days past, a combined rebel force, organized militias operating under the guise as Liberation Soldiers of the Heaven Socialist Liberation Front have attacked a number of Solid Outer Heaven military basis and civilian cities in an attempt to over turn the rightfully and legally elected government. They have killed and attacked indiscriminately, letting no such concepts of honor or rules of combat hold them back. The death toll in the past two days is well into the tens of thousands, and will be sure to rise before this is over.
Today, in front of my nation, I have openly declared a state of war between the Combined Armed Forces of The Armed Republic of Solid Outer Heaven and the Liberation Soldiers of the rouge Heaven Socialist Liberation Front. Now, I ask you world leaders, to help us, to support our nation in any way possible as we push these rebel forces back, crushing them, defeating their operations to take over our fair nation.
Forces like these must not be allowed to triumph and make demands. They must not be allowed to exist in such violent forms. They must be eliminated in order to secure the peace our nation so rightfully deserves. It is with this that I ask for your help.
With the Greatest Respect
*signed*
John Milles
Prime Speaker
Maxim Gregoryiovich
Foreign Affairs Minister
On the same day, another letter was released. Far less professional, far from eloquent, it was worded harshly, sent out quickly in an obvious attempt to hide the communiqués original starting point. It held a different message.
To those in the world that seek justice:
Today is a good day! We have started our offensive against the oppressive and war mongering government of the “Solid Outer Heaven” land. This is not their land, it is not their home. They pushed us from our land, from our home, from our blood and soil, and today they label us rebels and terrorists. The declare war on us after kicking us off our own land. The demand we change our lives, lives we have lived for thousands of years, in order to fit their idea of a proper nation. I say no, we shall not! I have issued our demands. We, the Liberation Soldiers of the Heaven Socialist Liberation Front demand that these imperialists dismantle their government, and leave our lands. We demand they be gone from us. Join us! Join us all who believe in truth and justice, and help us in our crusade!
Saladin
OOC: At the moment, this is semi open. Please, by all means, feel free to respond to the two communications, announce your government’s official position, tell us off, support us, cheer and boo. However, I ask that before you initiate any military actions or send any troops, please TGram me before hand, and wait for my approval of your involvement. Thanks, and lets all hope this works out.
April 6, 1960: After three years of deep cover infiltration and intelligence gathering operations in the Soviet Union, a United States Army Special Forces soldier, Capt. Jack Miller goes off map. He fails to show up at a designated pick up location, and is assumed captured or KIA. The CIA disavows all knowledge of Capt. Miller.
April 22, 1960-June 4, 1965: Miller is reported being seen in numerous hot spots around the globe, including the Middle Easy, South America, Vietnam, and even in Eastern Europe. There is no record of his sighting beyond rumors, however, the United States and Soviet Union as well as the United Kingdom notice a recordable out flux of military personnel, especially in the fields of special operations and intelligence.
September 6, 1965: An initially small landing group made up of former Spetz GRU commandos land on the western coast of the Greater Prussian Super Continent to recce the local ethnic population in preparation for a full landing party. They find a mostly Arabic ethnic group.
September 10, 1965: A larger landing party, made up of former US Navy SEALs, US Army Special Forces, Air Force Special Operations, Russian GRU Spetsnaz soldiers, and British SAS and SBS commandos land on the same coastal lines. They move quickly inland, seizing what land they could. Groups that initially resisted were quickly eliminated by the teams. The rest of the world, far to embroiled in their own nationalistic struggles, does nothing to stop the operation. The group, known as Solid Outer Heaven, quickly secures as much land as they could inwards from the coast, and sets up an interim government. The odd mismatch of formal special operations groups works together well despite differences, as they see themselves in the same brotherhood of soldiers.
August 14, 1978: Thirteen years later, the Armed Republic of Solid Outer Heaven is set up as a nation to be home to former soldiers from all walks of life, a home land for those who felt outcast from their own nation. Through use of private contracts instead of government, a general infrastructure is set up. Solid Outer Heaven opens its borders not only to trade and diplomacy, but to new citizens, advertising itself as a new home land for anyone who wants to start a new life, to become a new person. Population growth skyrockets. Capt. Miller returns to the world scene as President of Solid Outer Heaven, with a former Navy SEAL, Donald Casario as the Foreign Minister.
1978-1995: Solid Outer Heaven grows substantially, in economic and political strength. An open military policy allows everything from single soldiers to full divisions to participate in any military engagement it feels capable of across the world. Operations commence in South Africa, the Middle East, and South and Central America. In the early nineties, operations in the former Soviet Bloc are authorized. Trade opens up on all fronts, a true free market economy flourishes. However, some time in the mid eighties, a group of ethnic Arab minorities begin to make noise, complaining of their displacement from their historical lands. Low scale, low intensity flare ups across the nation start to move in closer to urban areas, and the population demands action. In 1993, the Solid Outer Heaven government launches counter terror strikes against the insurgents. During this time, Capt. Miller and Donald Casario step down from their positions. Another former US Army Special Forces soldier, Capt. John Milles, becomes the Prime Speaker, a title given to him by the people. The office of Foreign Minister was then taken by Maxim Gregoryiovich, a former GRU Spetsnaz shooter
1998: An official movement known as the Heaven Socialist Liberation Front announces its presence. An attack attempts to take the life of Milles while giving a speech to a graduating class at a small local university. Milles announces official operations against the HSLF, and for the first time, the Solid Outer Heaven military takes to its own fight. With superior training, long time experience, and better arms, the SOH forces quickly take out the official military structure of the HSLF. The HSLF forces quickly retreat, and start an insurgency style conflict against the SOH government.
Present Day
Angelus, Solid Outer Heaven
As the warm spring wind blew over the capitol city of Solid Outer Heaven, a hush seemed to follow two SOH Army Land Rovers. A curfew had been set over the city, and as the late day sun set on the city, it had been implemented early. The normally vibrant city, which came alive at night, was shutting down early this weekend. Army Land Rovers roamed the numerous streets and allies of the downtown area, some making their way towards the outlying suburbs. The hope was for a quiet, peaceful night, followed by a quiet, peaceful weekend.
It would not be so. As the seven o’clock hour rolled around, an explosion rocked the southern side of the city. One of the SOH Land Rovers had hit a pre set check point, and a waiting HSLF strike team had launched a short offensive. The RPG fired had gone wide, and hit a car parked out on the street. The counter offensive had been quick and decisive, resulting in five confirmed enemy kills. However, it was a faint. A second offensive was launched from inside the city center. Two Land Rovers went down instantly from rocket fire, a third damaged and taken directly out of the fight.
Two Land Rovers and a single two ton truck sped towards the city center, hoping to run into nothing more than light resistance. In the lead Rover was Carry Hawthorne, a ten year veteran of the British SAS, and now NCO of a full platoon of soldiers tasked with quick response and rescue operations in the city. He sat shotgun, literally, in the lead Rover, a DSA SA58 carbine across his lap. He shouted out directions, barking orders at his driver, guiding the two Land Rovers through the city. The plinking of small arms rounds ricocheting off the doors of the Land Rover sounded clearly, and Hawthorne looked back to see an RPG screaming in front of the two ton truck.
They arrived on sight, not seeing what they hoped, but instead, a well planned and executed barricade. The driver of the Land Rover jammed on the breaks, the car screeching to a halt, Hawthorne jumping out. He snapped up the rifle, sighting in a rebel, and squeezed, the .308 jumping in his hands as the heavy round tore into a target. The staccato gunfire of smaller caliber rounds from mass produced Armalite variants broke out in the air, matching the cracks from the Kalashnikovs used by the HSLF. Hawthorne checked that his radio was properly functioning, and he began to quickly issue orders.
Those on the secondary team that had worked with him in the past, or had combat experience previously responded quickly, moving to flanking positions around the blockade, providing proper cover fire on top of the rebels. However, those that had never seen battle froze in their spots, firing haphazardly, trying to bring rounds generally in on the rebels, fighting for their lives.
“God Damnit, I said move left and provide a covering barrage!” he shouted into his radio, the younger soldiers not responding at all. “Bullocks. We’ll do this on our own boyos,” he shouted to those near him. They huddled in, and quickly devised a plan. A team of eight shooters would move left and up along an ally way, coming in behind the rebel force. Another would provide a distraction, moving out and along the street, engaging the rebel force from a distance. Hopefully the younger shooters would keep the fire up, they did provide a needed cover fire. Hawthorne led his team down the empty back ally way, and came around behind the rebel force. He could see the other team providing covering fire along with the younger conscripts. He gave the signal, and they moved in quickly, closing with the enemy, and attacking at close range. The fighting was deadly, extreme close combat, but the violence and speed in which Hawthorne’s team attacked was enough to secure them victory. The SOH forces lost only a few men, the entire rebel outfit had been wiped out.
Across the nation, similar attacks were happening in large and small cities alike, all with different results. Some rebel outfits had been taken out quickly, others had led to long protracted battles, and still some had ended up for victories for the HSLF. All over the nation, blood ran in streets, bodies littered walk ways and sidewalks, shell casings laid over the ground.
Two days later, Milles and the HSLF forces both released public statements to the rest of the world.
The Armed Republic of Solid Outer Heaven
To my fellow citizens of the world,
Esteemed world leaders, men and women of the armed forces, civilians, citizens, today I come before you the leader of a nation burning with the flames of rebellion and strife. I come to you to ask for your help, in hope that together we can triumph over the forces of those who seek to change the prosperous and good order of Solid Outer Heaven.
Two days past, a combined rebel force, organized militias operating under the guise as Liberation Soldiers of the Heaven Socialist Liberation Front have attacked a number of Solid Outer Heaven military basis and civilian cities in an attempt to over turn the rightfully and legally elected government. They have killed and attacked indiscriminately, letting no such concepts of honor or rules of combat hold them back. The death toll in the past two days is well into the tens of thousands, and will be sure to rise before this is over.
Today, in front of my nation, I have openly declared a state of war between the Combined Armed Forces of The Armed Republic of Solid Outer Heaven and the Liberation Soldiers of the rouge Heaven Socialist Liberation Front. Now, I ask you world leaders, to help us, to support our nation in any way possible as we push these rebel forces back, crushing them, defeating their operations to take over our fair nation.
Forces like these must not be allowed to triumph and make demands. They must not be allowed to exist in such violent forms. They must be eliminated in order to secure the peace our nation so rightfully deserves. It is with this that I ask for your help.
With the Greatest Respect
*signed*
John Milles
Prime Speaker
Maxim Gregoryiovich
Foreign Affairs Minister
On the same day, another letter was released. Far less professional, far from eloquent, it was worded harshly, sent out quickly in an obvious attempt to hide the communiqués original starting point. It held a different message.
To those in the world that seek justice:
Today is a good day! We have started our offensive against the oppressive and war mongering government of the “Solid Outer Heaven” land. This is not their land, it is not their home. They pushed us from our land, from our home, from our blood and soil, and today they label us rebels and terrorists. The declare war on us after kicking us off our own land. The demand we change our lives, lives we have lived for thousands of years, in order to fit their idea of a proper nation. I say no, we shall not! I have issued our demands. We, the Liberation Soldiers of the Heaven Socialist Liberation Front demand that these imperialists dismantle their government, and leave our lands. We demand they be gone from us. Join us! Join us all who believe in truth and justice, and help us in our crusade!
Saladin
OOC: At the moment, this is semi open. Please, by all means, feel free to respond to the two communications, announce your government’s official position, tell us off, support us, cheer and boo. However, I ask that before you initiate any military actions or send any troops, please TGram me before hand, and wait for my approval of your involvement. Thanks, and lets all hope this works out.