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South Arabia

11:00 hours

Derrick stood with his upper half out the top of his Leopard 2A6. It was an slighly older machine, but still capable of handling the situation. Yesterday he recieved word of the reels gathering in south Arabia, the farthest place from the Empires capital. Today he was only 20km away from the reopted gathering. Derrick was determined to strike first.

"Forward!'' He ordered. Immediatly 300 Armor began surging forward. The dust would be detected by the rebels, but it didnt matter. Overhead flew the Bn-VI Fighters to hit any rebels fleeing or there strongpoints. This action against them would no doubt be noticed by the international community, but he didnt care.

13:00 hours

The rebels had surrendered, this group at least. Derrick knew thousands more were conspiring against the Empress from different locations. They would be dealt with a different way, the SS (Shakal Security) were seeking them out and dealing with them in turn. The aircraft had almost routed the rebels alone, his tanks just moped up.

"Sir, the rebels casualties amunt to 1120 captures, 456 dead, and 12 missing."

"Thank you." Derrick said. He along with most Shakal citizens, couldnt understand the reasoning behind the rebel cause. Are we really that pathetic? Derrick thought. Our people cant handle a female ruler so they decide to begin a civil war?

(( OOC:Suppot the rebels or myself it doesnt matter))

bump

OOC: Is this part of a specific world thing or is it just free-play?

OOC: Is this part of a world or free-play?

OOC: The Rogue agents would be willing to assassinate the empress for you. I think it would be a great asset to your RP and would give a good plot line to follow.

OOC:It would be fun. Make an IC relating and ill work it in.

OOC: Is this part of a specific world thing or is it just free-play?

OOC:its open to anyone. (Provided you use modern time or just post modern time technology)

The fighters that flew over the city made plenty of ambiant noise in which the agent could move without being detected. The imperial forces that where rolling throught the city rooting up rebels where well trained and where impressive soldiers, but the fact was the darkness of night, the noise of tanks and fighters, it would take a act of God to reveal his position. Much of the city also had a blanket smoke which only added to his cover.

His contact was a man who wanted to see real change within the country. A man who was not named and was hidden himself. But the agents was to meet his inbetween a man by the name of Alfred McCain. He owned a small coffee shop within the city. As The agent made his way through the city he stopped along the way to listen in on a few soldier speaking about an operation to search a coffee shop. With that new info his mission was elevated in importance. He had to make sure he got to the shop before the soldiers. The agent turned and ran across the roof of the building and jumped across the allyway. Landing on the other building across the way.

As he landed he saw the coffee shops sign about 30 yards away. But his time was best spent moving as the sound of armor rolling down the street would have woken the dead. The agents started to move quickly, jumping from one building to another. He arrived at his point meeting. The shop was empty and dark. But Alfred was waiting...

OOC: you could play as Alfred.

OOC:Just to clarify, my position is for the Empress, I dont want her dead.

IC:
Alfred sat waiting for the agrent his boss had hired arrived. He watched out the window as the Shakal armor rolled down the streets. Perhaps she will fit in afterall... He cast the thought aside quickly. No. I shall not bow to a woman. Alfred took a sip of his coffee and waited. The security forces were getting closer. Soon they would be here. Where is that agent? His thought was interupted by the opening of the door and the entrance of the agent.

"Your late." He said. He didnt allow the assasin to repond. "It would be better if I took you to a more secure place to speak." He stood and motioned for the area behind the service counter. The agent would follow, Alfred McCain bent down and lifted the trap door he set in the floor sever years ago. "My employer seeks someone with a talent for...silenceing those that need to be silenced." Alfred turned around as he continued down to the tunnels. "I only hope that you prove more sucessful than our last agent."

The agent wanted to giggle at the notion that he was some how inferior to their agents. But it was not his job to question his employers it was to make sure that they where happy.

"Mr. Alfred I hope your employer wants the "ending to this story" to be bloody. I do so enjoy making them suffer some before they die. Also Collateral damage costs extra."

Alfred looked at the man.

"Our war is not with the people. It is with the government and the tools in the military. Collateral damage is a route that should be avoided if at all possible." Alfred continued the walk deep into the underground. The darkness was becoming more and more apparant when suddenly he stopped.
"Be patient for a minute." He said. Ten seconds passed in silence then a click was heard and lights sprang on suddenly temporarily blinding Alfred and the agent with him. The room was totally white and sparsly decorated. A small metal desk was off to the side covered with papers and folders, a filing cabinet was open and amuck. The most curious feature of the room was the glass window on the wall. Behind it were several books and curious items that the government had banned over the years."Now." Alfred sat in a uncomfortable chair on the other side of his desk. "Tell me. What is it you are willing to do for the good of a society that values your life lower than that of an insect?"

The Agent looked around the room and sat down on the other side of the desk. His eyes cold and dead. As Alfred asked his question the Agent only replied with a simple statement:

"My life is nothing. I am nothing I do what I am hired to do. And unless you are my employer I hope you will please let me do my job. So if you would please give me the mission briefing so I may be on my way." Said the agent as he looked around the room once more.

The agent looked at Alfred as he asked the question. His face was stressed as if he was unsure of something.

Alfred noted the agents unsure look. He had no idea why he wore it and didnt really care.

"Very well then. Not the chatty type are we." Alfred reached down and lifted a folder at least an inch think dropping it on the table with a thump. "You are charged by my superior to deal with the issue on everyones minds." He slid over the folder and opened it to a picture of his target. "You must kill Kristina Schraepl II (http://news.xinhuanet.com/english/2004-06/01/xinsrc_04060101083370323341.jpg), our Empress, and her husband Derrick Braun (http://130.94.23.9/wigi/thumb.php?f=Rommel_cadet.jpg&w=160)." Alfred noticed the mans curious looks at the young people. "Rest assured, Derrick is gentically engineered and wont be dealt with easily." Alfred picked out the two clearest pictures and handed them over. "Just in case." He said. "This may seem an easy task, but the Empress has her guards, they are not to be taken lightly either, avoid a fight with them if you can." Alfred warned. "Go. And my superior doesnt want you to return unless you carry both their heads."

The Agent got up fromthe chair and took the file into his hand. The agent looked at Alfred as he turned away. The agent replied to all the Alfred said.

" If you want them on a silver platter, that will cost extra. And the soldiers will be no problem. It will be so much fun to spill their blood. I will expect no extra payment for their deaths. "

The agent pulled off her back-pack and began to put on his armor. Very fitting for his profession. Tight-fitting black armor that was made of woven Saberanium. A special metal found only in the lands of the Black agents. The suit was also outfitted with a X1-agents sniper rifle. A rifle which was assembled in the room. The clip was held in a lead container as the rounds where made of enriched urainium. And the Agents pistol, which was a high powered .60 cal urainium round weapon. But the most threatening of his arsenal was his Saber. An agent special saber one of Saberanium extremely thin an sharp enough to cut through metal doors. As the agent placed his helmet on his head the eye plates began to glow red.

The agent then pressed a button on his forearms sending a EMP pulse cutting out the lights. All that was left was the red glow from his eyes. Then when the light came back on the agent had vanished. Alfred left standing alone.

bump... I need a setting for Derricks protection as he assualts the city.

Derrick looked up at his wall clock. All day had been his own hell, over two hundred rebels had been rounded up and taken care of. The fighters had met no resisyance, that was a good sign. It meant that the military was loyal. The armor patrols were back to regular levels, only two hundred were still in the city. The Vorsacan Sector infantry had been sent to their barracks in the area and the populace was back to a normal level. Thank god they are under control. Derrick thought. All of the Shakal european holdings were secure. The SS was now focusing on Aisa Minor and Africa.

"Are you ever going to leave this room?" The Empress asked opening the door and walking past the 2 guards. Behind her followed 6 more. This was her normal guard.

"I was planning to." Derrick replied. "I was just thinking about something." He had been pondering something that greatly disturbed him. No attempt to attack the Imperial Palace was made by the rebels. No shots had even been fired within four kilometers of the grounds. The 40 000 Godess guards were patrolling and still on high alert.

"You worry way to much." She said.

"Im not worried about myself." He replied. "I think we should implement 'Fall Grun'.'' he said seriously.'

"Are you sure?" She said moaning.

"Im sure." Derrick said. Immediatly one of his guards lef tand opened a small cupboard on the wall the guard pressed a button and immedialtly a green light turned on in every room of the Palace.

"There goes my plans for tonight." The Empress said sighing.

"Im sure you can survive." Derrick said coldly. No visible difference was apparent, but to the residents of the Imperial Palace knew that as of now a form of Edekilian Gas was flowing through the ventilation. It targeted a specific DNA trait in the genome and effectivly destroyed it killing the person. The residents of the Palace had been genetically modified to have no trace of this DNA strand at all. The guards were also on a more alert status and the sevants told to watch for any suspicious activity.

Exactly one day had gone by since the agent was hired. It had been this long due to his transit to the capital city. Derrick had returned to the palace, back to the safty of his guards and walls. Both this only made the agents job easier. as now both of his targets where in the same place. He could kill two birds with two stones.... as well as find a silver platter in which to return their heads upon.

The Capital was an impressive city. Large buldings and a beautiful palace to augment it even futher. People and commerce where very previlant. If the agent had emotions it would be the hatred of his profession. The only reason this country of in its current state was the fact of people not wanting a female leadership. But this was not the case as the agent had no emotions. He was a cold blodded human being that felt no attachment to peace, love and tranquility. He was trained for one purpose. To ensure his contractors wishes where met and dealt with.

The Agent need a place in which to deploy his mission. A place from where he could proform recon on the targets. And ensure the guards movements. And a perfect little inn caught his eye as he walked down the street. It was called the "Sunset Inn". A small little inn that had an exellent view of the palace grounds. The agent walked inside. The inn keeper came out from the backroom and asked if he could help the agent in anyway. The agent simply nodded and asked for a room on the top floor. The inn keeper looked through a legder and found one that was open. The inn keeper looked back at the agent and asked for his name.

It was simply to ensure his name never left his mouth. The agent stealthfully moved a small gold brique over to the inn keeper and said

" I dont think my name is important... is it?"

The inn keeper nodded and handed him the key and gave him direction on how to get to the room. The Agent walked up the stairs and found the room. as he opened it the window at the end of the room had a burst of sunlight come through it. The room was nice enough with a queen sized bed and a nice fluff comforter. The window was in the most perfect place sitting in the right position to look the palace over. As the agent walked to the window, the sky darkened. Clouds gathered in the sky. Almost as if the heavens where poisned by his very presence. As soon as the clouds had gathered it began to rain. The rain drops hit the window payne as the agent looked out upon the city.

The mission was now in full swing now it was either success or death, the way of his people. The agent retracted from the window and put his " Travel bags" on the bed. When he opened the bags he began to pull out telescopes and special scopes to allow him to recon the palace. As he began to assemble the scopes he heard steps coming from the hall. The agent quickly grabbed his saber and waited by the door. The steps got closer and closer. The voices that came with the footsteps where of a family. The Agent slowly lowered his saber. And returned to his window. The day was now almost over and soon night would fall.

"Whats on the agenda for today?" The Empress asked her husband as they walked the palace grounds.

"I was planning to go and disperse the rebels in Cyrennia." He said joking.

"I forbid it. Its so boring sometimes. Expecially when I do go out since everyone recogniozes me." She said. Derrick couldnt understand her logic, his entire life had been a quiet one, these last months had been quite a shock.

"Ok then. I plan to make use of those Raptors in the garage." He said smiling.

"I was hoping we could something together."

"Cmon, its not like we dont have years to do things together." He said. The 12guards followed 12 paces behind scanning and remaining perfectly quiet.

"Maybe you dont understand what I meant." She said. "I was hoping we could something together." She repeated with more emphasis.

Derrick looked blank for a second. His mind was so tuned to war that even at school he couldnt pick up hints to easily, unless they were about military matters or economics. It clicked after only a second.

"OH! I see..." Derrick knew this would come up eventually.

"Is that a good enough plan for tonight then?" She asked innocently.

"I belive I can work it in somewhere." Derrick said sarcastically. "It looks like rain tonight." He said looking at the sky.

"We will have plenty to occupy ourselves with dear." The Empress told him.

"I know." He replied.

The agent only watched out of his window. Watching with his scopes, he noticed the couple walking around outside. The guards performed their duties well, they maintained distance and always had their eyes to the horizon... looking for the next threat. The agent then placed his telescope on a point and let it record the guards patrols. Now it was time to get some intel from the people.

As most of everyone had some mixed feeling about the Emperess. He was sure to find someone who had some info on the palace itself. The Agent put on some cloths and made himself look presentable. That night he hit the night clubs to find some informants....

Location: Southern Cyrennia
Time: Unkown

"Greetings" Rebel Leader Turpal-Ali Atgeriyev (http://www.lifeinlegacy.com/2002/0824/AtgeriyevAli-Turpal.jpg) addressing Field Marshall Vyacheslav. (http://www.lowellmason.com/general/russian-pic1.jpg)

"Hello, we have what you need to stop these Oppressors in their tracks" replied Field Marshall Vyacheslav"

"Wonderful" Replied Atgeriyev, his face lit up with a smile.

"Our Government is willing to support your movement, as we believe all countries should be free to govern themselves, as we are currently supportinh a rebel uprising in Mer des Ennuis" said Vyacheslav.

Vyacheslav then preceeded to pull out a chart. "Here is what we have for you my comrade, 100,000 Czechalrussian Made AK-103s, 10,000 Kornet ATGMs, 50,000 Czechalrussian Made Vz. 61s, and plenty of ammunition.""Beautiful!" Replied Vyacheslav. "The weapons are ready for your men to pick up at the border, and I ahve the coordinates here" he hand him a small piece of paper "This is of course of no charge" stated Vyacheslav. They then shook hands and Field Marshall Vyacheslav walked back to the convoy and they sped of into the night...

OCC: If this screws up your RP I will delete it.

OOC:Its fine, but those Vz 61s...if their tanks then thats a bit of a no go. If there guns thats fine. Normally i wouldnt care, but the rebels have no cities under their control. Ther ejust roaming and being hit hard by the military.

Black Agents:This post is about as much info as youll get from the people, remeber, this is a dictatorship, civilians dont know to much about something so secret.

IC:

The agent hadnt gotten much information so far. Only a few useless myths and wives tales, he did learn one valuable thing, the guards were mosty stationary while other wandered in groups of three with changing paths each day.

OOC: don't worry the Vz. 61s (http://shop.military-club.cz/images/airsoft/stti/stti_vz61.jpg) are tiny little SMGs that are easily to conceal.

OOC: its fine... I really didn't expect to get that much... but thanks... I'll put it to good use...

Location: Southern Cyrennia Border
Time: Unknown

Twenty Czechalrussian Mi-26s (http://www.airforce.ru/show/gelendzhik2000/Mi-26.jpg) sit with their rear loading ramps open, uniformed men and para-military troops scurry in and out, carrying out olive drab crates with Cyrillic markings on them and neatly stack them on the ground about 100 feet from the choppers. "We have all your equipment that was promised to your forces" says Brigadier General Lutsky (http://familyofmann.tripod.com/rph009.jpg) as we scribbles away on a pad of yellow documents, "Wonderful" Replies Lieutenant Muhammad Yasarf (http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2004/09/08/maskhadov_narrowweb__200x279.jpg). Lutsky then hands him the yellow documents,"Heres what we have for you" Replied Lutsky. Behind them the Czechalrussian Choppers crews and Rebel Soldiers begin to load the crates into the back of various trucks disguised as commercial civilian vehicles. "I bid you farewell" replies Yasarf, "You to comrade" Replies Lutsky as he begins to walk back to one the Mi-26. Yasarf's men quickly change out of their BDUs and into civilian uniforms, they then jump into the trucks and drive off in different groups. The engines begin to whine to life of the Mi-26s, the rotors slowly begin to rev up to full power. The helicopters lift up into the night sky, their exhaust can be seen as they are silhouetted by the moon as they disappear into the cold night...


Total Weapons Supplied:

100,000 AK-103s (http://www.sturmgewehr.com/bhinton/AK/AK_103_B.gif)

10,000 Kornet ATGMs (http://www.stratmag.com/issueMar-15/imagesn/kornet.jpg)

50,000 Vz. 61s (http://shop.military-club.cz/images/airsoft/stti/stti_vz61.jpg)

25,000 RPDs (http://www.gunsmokeenterprises.net/RPD.jpg)

Plus sufficient ammunition for all the above weapons.

The Shakal Satellites picked up unauthroized aircraft over Cyrennia and immedialy 2 F-22/A Raptors were dispatched to check the situtaion. They took off from the airbase at Tobruk and saw the helicopters in the distance.

"Tower. We have visual confirmation."

"Roger that. Getting authorization for interception now."

"Confirmed. 20 Mi-29 helicopters flying away from our borders."

"Order to forcefully intercept registered. Mission Away."

"Affirmative." The pilots said heading into a gentle dive and radioing the helicopter pilots.

"Unidentified aircraft. You are ordered to identify yourselves and submit to inspeaction."

A response comes back on the radio in muffled Russian.

"Кто? что Вы хотите?"

"Дайте мне это!"

Suddenly a deep voice comes on the radio speaking broken English.

"Who are you?, we will comply when you us who you are"

*Radio Silence*

"We are members of the Shakal Airforces. State your name and reason for flying over our lands." The pilot said flying past the helicoptors and turning around.

Meanwhile in Shakal City

Derrick recieved the phonecall from the airbase in Tobruk with worry. He ordered the figters to intercept the choppers and get intel out of them. If he got even the slightest hint that they were supporting the rebels he would not be pleased.

Location: 1 Mile Past the Southern Cyrennian Border
Time: 05:30 Zulu

The twenty Mi-26 sat on the cold sand of the desert just as the sun began to rise. Lutsky knew the Shakali Government would speculate they had been dealing with the rebel, he need a plan and vast. He stood on the loading ramp of his Mi-26 and looked towards the dirt crossroads about 75 feet away and smiled.....

The Shakali military personal arrive at the scene, they exited their vehicles and approached the choppers cautiously. They noticed the Czechalrussian Coat of Arms (http://www.stanford.edu/class/slavgen194a/images/russia_eagle3.gif) painted on one of the Mi-26s. They saw a Uniformed Highly Decorated man standing on the loading ramp smiling. "What are you smiling about?" Asked one of the Officials, "Oh I'm just happy that my government is assisting the starving people in the area" Lutsky replied, "Bullshit" barked one of the officials "We know your giving aid to those scumbags" he screamed, "I don't know what your talking about" Lutsky calmly replied. He then saw in the cargo bay of the chopper was a cow and two malnourished villagers. "We are delivering live stock for these poor people" Lutsky said with a smile on his face.

. . .

" Are you sure?.....Czechalrus sent military aircraft to the area... and brought food to the rebels!? Are they mad as hell? ....... I would kill them!"

The Agent was so confused by the actions of the Czechalrusian government. This was a compeletly unexpected.... but not unwelcome. This situation would make things a little easier. With the military on an higher sense of alert it would make everyone a little more jumpy then normal. this would work to his advantage.

Colonel James Stuart looked at the Czechalrus man skeptically. His earset buzzed. He excused himself ans ordered his men to watch the foreigners.

"Colonel." The voice sounded very young.

"Reporting sir."

"Those men are to be detained for further questioning. Use any force deemed necessary." The headset cut out and the colonel turned around and looked at his men.

"I have been ordered to hold you for questioning. Your helicopters are to be impounded." Immediatly the Shakal soldiers moved forward with their guns at ready and began to detain the foreigners. The men with the cow were sent along their way with a $2500 check and a ride in a small civilian viechle.

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Shakal City

"Mannstein." The Empress said at last after studying the situation.

"Yes sir?" Fredrick Mannstein replied.

"I want this rebellion crushed once and for all, tell the men to get on level 3 alert." She said looking at him sternly. Her charisma was a good trait she got from her father. "And ready a division for transport, we are helping the goverment of the New United Nations." Mannstein saluted and headed off. If the reports the Empress read were true then these forigners were not going to be taken lightly.

OOC:Is it ok if I get involved in this somehow?

As the Shakalis moved towards Lutsky the Czechalrussian soldiers raised their weapons and begun shouting angrily in Russian, Lutsky then yelled something in Russian and the lowered their weapons. "I'm sorry, my men have never been take prisoner before. I must also tell my nation will not take to this very kindly" Lutsky said calmly. The only reason he was agreeing to be taken prisoner was because he had devised a clever plan.....

The Shakal troops waited for the Chezchalrussian troops to lower there weapons before advancing further.

"Sir, we have no wish for this to become a very lage problem. I have orders to get the truth as to what you were really doing out here." The Colonel rounded up the men and had them immediatly sent off to Shakal City to meet with Mannstein. "You shall be returned to your country shortly. No physical harm shall come to you if you co-operate.'' The colonel nodded and the men put the foreigners to sleep with several tranquelizers. He didnt want to take any chances. They would wake up in Shakal City to be questioned and sent home with there aircraft.

OOC:Sure Ungarnes Reich. BTW nice name. Just make sure you understand whats going on.

The Shakal troops waited for the Chezchalrussian troops to lower there weapons before advancing further.

"Sir, we have no wish for this to become a very lage problem. I have orders to get the truth as to what you were really doing out here." The Colonel rounded up the men and had them immediatly sent off to Shakal City to meet with Mannstein. "You shall be returned to your country shortly. No physical harm shall come to you if you co-operate.'' The colonel nodded and the men put the foreigners to sleep with several tranquelizers. He didnt want to take any chances. They would wake up in Shakal City to be questioned and sent home with there aircraft.

OOC:Sure Ungarnes Reich. BTW nice name. Just make sure you understand whats going on.


OOC:Ok. Im new at this but Im sure I can cook something fairly nice up.

IC:

TO:Empress Kristina Schraepl II

We are sorry to hear of the plight your mighty nation is facing. Our intelligence has also reported that other nations are also interfering in this matter. We, the people of the Ungarnes Reich, shall support you wholeheartedly with whatever is requested.

From:The Archduke Franz Ferdinand VIII

TO:Empress Kristina Schraepl II

We are sorry to hear of the plight your mighty nation is facing. Our intelligence has also reported that other nations are also interfering in this matter. We, the people of the Ungarnes Reich, shall support you wholeheartedly with whatever is requested.

From:The Archduke Franz Ferdinand VIII

The Shakal Empire is glad to accept this help. We understand that your nation is young and new to the international scene but we ask that you send be ready to assist us in the case of war. We hope good relations can be maintained between us.

Bump

"What about my men?" Replied Lutsky, they must not be harmed and be granted a safe return to their home nation" said Lutsky as he watched the Shakalies tranquilize his men. He knew that the Shakali Government must not find out that they are not normal Czechalrussian pilots put instead members of the Elite Badgers Czechalrus' equivalent to the Spetsnaz. He knew his plan must work to keep Czechalrus from being trust into another war. . .

"Your men will be sent home after they have been properly questioned." The colonel said in reply. The men would be questioned until they had given up the truth as to there attentions in a Shakal province.

To:Empress Kristina Schraepl II
From: Silvado Armed Forces (S.A.F) Command

We will send a small task force to keep peace if you wish.


Quinn Montego
President of the Principality of Silvado

To:Empress Kristina Schraepl II
From: Silvado Armed Forces (S.A.F) Command

We will send a small task force to keep peace if you wish.


Quinn Montego
President of the Principality of Silvado

We ask that you send a small group of special forces to assist in the capture of the rebel leaders if possible.

To:Empress Kristina Schraepl II
From: Silvado Armed Forces (S.A.F) Command

Understood. Captain Flint LeGuin will Lead the 57th Airborne, 7th Special Ops Platoon and hunt down the rebel leaders. Give us a suspected location and we'll take it from there.
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57th Airborne, 7th Special Ops Platoon:

November Team:
Led by Sargeant James T. Hamiling

Zulu Team
Led by Captain Flint LeGuin

Charlie Team
Led by Sargeant Milo Stannislav

All teams consist of:
8 Infantry (L 86, M1911 side arm)
1 Sniper (SVD, M1911 side arm)
1 Heavy Weapon expert (LAW, MP5)
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3 CH-47 Chinooks flew over the border and flew to the capital.

The Shakal Intelligence agency sepculates that the majority of he rebel leaders are in Cyrennia or in Cairo hiding in several ancient earthworks and are guarded by untrained, butwell equipped men. They have the Chezhalrussian weapons in there position and there numbers can be estimated at minimum a few dozen men each.

We also request that you take the highest rebel leaders ALIVE is at all possible. This would greatly bolster the peoples support for the government.

To:Empress Kristina Schraepl II
From: Silvado Armed Forces (S.A.F) Command

Understood the orders have been given. Communications with S.A.F will no be linked through Captain LeGuin.

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"Here that LeGuin?" General Zarkov asked over the radio, "Find the terrorist and capture them, no killing the leaders. Now for the communications part. They talk to you, you talk to them. Any thing that you or they deem important you relay to us."

"Understood sir." LeGuin responded and waited for the General to switch his radio off.

"All right men. Lock and load! November team is taking a peek in Cairo for the bad guys and the rest of us are taking Cyrennia. Do not kill the terrorist leaders, Empress Kristina Schraepl II's people want to deal with them.

"Sir, yes sir." The soldiers replied.


The three chinooks moved to their designated cities and landed.
The rear door dropped and the special ops moved out, securing the DZ.

Gun shots rang out, and the men took cover before returning fire.

"Alright boys, this shouldn't be too hard...Take 'em out!" Flint ordered.

What happened to you Black Agents?

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Over the past few months the Czechalrussian government had secretly been sending CGB agents to train the rebels how to fight properly. They had also been training them in the use of shoulder fired Anti-Air weapons so that they could properly shoot down enemy planes, thus limiting the effectiveness of air strikes similar to what the American Government had done in Afghanistan. A Majority of these soldiers where well trained and the Silvado troops where in for a big surprise.

OOC: Did this die?