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Michale Ding woke up from a deep sleep with a slight sting on his tounge he pulled the sheets off of him and sat up, his bare feet making a loud thump as it hit the wooden floor. "What the hell happened?" he asked himself for no exact reason. He stood up then looked down at the floor to see he was still wearing his cloths from yesterday. Then he really wondered what happened. He went to the dresser at the side of the room and picked up a peice of paper, the only thing he remembered about last night. He got dressed and went to the bathroom before brushing his teeth the thick smell of beer escaped his mouth. Now I remember what I did last night he thought to himself. He brushed his teeth then went out side and drove to the place the peice of paper indicated.

"Okay men," ecoehed through the room, " You have been called here, all of you for a specail purpose. Before I go on do all of you know what the forth amendment is on the Greston constitution?" "Yes sir. It says that all grestonians are by law not allowed to take part in slavery." said the last man on the left. "Very good, and why is that?" before anyone else could Michael called out, "Because it is a cruel horrible thing which involves the buying and selling of another human, some times tearing apart families and ruining lives." "Wow you seem to know a lot about this it seems. Well the reason you are here is because a slave store front has been set up in Strator. People have tryed to end it but with no luck. So you five are being sent to blow up enough stuff to scare them straight." "So you want us to scare the shit outta them so they will stop slaving?" "Yes but the way I said it is well more polite if you may."

After a long trip to Strator Michael and the four other men were out side a large wall closing off Strator from the world. "Jake get the uniform on the next watch is coming on. Mike ya ready with the sniper?" "Yes" he answered while cocking it, the cigarete in his mouth bobing up and down as he spoke. "Okay here they come, guys get down." The other four men ducked down behind a bush while Michael took aim. BOOM. He fired once cocked it and again,BOOM. The two guards fell to the ground while two of Michael's companions with the fake uniforms got into position Michael and one other guy picked up the dead soilders and threw them into the water. If he didn't know they were there he wouldn't have saw them, it was too dark to see anything really. Nick picked up the bag of dirty bombs and tossed them to Vincent. Vincent, Michael, and Nick were supposed to be the ones who blew up the places while Jake and Rob stood guard.

He walked through the gate and saw an ugly run down rat village, probablly were they force the slaves to sleep. He was right. At the edge of the camp there was small hut with the aroma of a nice beer leaking out of it. The guards were probably in there. 23 yds. away there was a small jeep big enough for the three of them and the bombs. They got into it and Nick who was trained for this kind of stuff hijacked the jeep they drove to the correct spot that was indicated on the bloody map the took form one of the guards they were outside the capitol.

After setting up 15 sticky bombs on the road leaving the capitol building they set up 100 dirty bombs in the back 30 on each side and another 100 on the front. 65yds. from the capitol building there was the dictators advisors building they set up the same amount only they had 40 in the back instead of 100. They got at least a mile away and set up the detonator in an empty park. " 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1!" "Go to hell ya slave trading assholes!" there was a long while of BOOMS and screaming then they all jumped onto the jeep ,"That betta have scared enough shit outta them cause we will neve Agh!" Machine gun rounds went off killing Nick before he could finish his sentence. His body fell off the moving jeep moments later. By the time they got to the beach at least 100 guards were chasing them, "Get onto the fucking boat now!" The four of them jumped onto their boat Michael in the back of the line, the guards shot desperatly at the boat missing them every time them one guard ran up into the group and shot one smooth bullet at the perfect time and hit Michael straight in the head. After an even longer trip back to Greston the news was reported that they succeded but lost two men.

OOC: Erm, maybe you should use paragraphs so it's easy to read?

I did it just bumped them together

Bump

((OOC: So what can a nation interested in this invasion so for you? I can help you. :)

OOC:

1) Is Strator still active?
2) Vetaka was the last nation have actively occupied part of his terroritory so we have abit of Intelligence you may require.

3) Vetaka as an independant nation supports you.

4) SSU put it before UFAN and you may get a UFAN backed Mandate in which to intervene.

OOC:

1) Is Strator still active?
2) Vetaka was the last nation have actively occupied part of his terroritory so we have abit of Intelligence you may require.

3) Vetaka as an independant nation supports you.

4) SSU put it before UFAN and you may get a UFAN backed Mandate in which to intervene.

1) He is still active
2) Send the info to me in tgs so we can talk privatly
3) Thank you very much for your support
4) I do not under stand

OOC: Sorry for the OOC Clutter.

I am tired so ill TG you the Info I have tomorrow. I am recovering from a war with Clandonia so I wouldn't be able to physically support you in terms of Troops and Supplies at this time, However I can provide support in terms of Oribital Strikes via my God Rod Weapons, Long Range Bomber Strikes via my B-74 Shadowcasters, OBSAT Support, Special Forces Support via my Vetakan Scout Commandos and lastly but not leastly ill provide support diplomatically and do what I can to get you Support from my Allies. In my prior post I was talking to Socialist States Union if he goes to The United Federation of Allied Nations and puts the situation before the Councils I am sure UFAN will support Action and declare its full support to your operation. Anyway Good Night

you to good bye

The Rotten Bacon Intelligence Center was dark. With only 25 people in the room it was pretty quiet. Everybody was looking at his or her own individual computer screens. These screens were receiving real time pictures from satellites orbiting the planet. Sure there were some nations where some nations where there was a priority set but there were relatively few. It was nearing 1:00am in Rotten Bacon when a man in the far back saw something. Something that would make the whole agency on alert. John Hodge was a seasoned technician in the center. But he never saw much on the late shift. He was watching his computer while doodling on his notepad when he saw a number of lights appearing on a satellite that was moving over Strator. He almost jumped from his seat as he yelled about, “Hole Shit I got something”

He grabbed his phone and hit the button that puts him directly through to his boss. And Hodge said “Sir this is John, I think you are going to want to see this.”

His boss walked through the big metal doors into the room where he saw John hooking his computer up to the projector. The boss pushes him aside and says “What the hell are you doing.”

John jumped back up and ran to the projector again. He said, “Sir I am sorry to interrupt you from your work but I saw something big in Strator. I saw the building I think it was the capitol building them it looked like there were a series of explosions and the building is almost gone.!”

“What” the boss said as he pressed play on the computer. Sure enough it was true, there was an explosion at the capitol building. A big one. The boss looks over it a couple times and says “ Ok, ok, I want you to look at pictures before and after the incident.

“Sir” John said.

The night went on forever. Hodges spent the rest of his shift and more looking at these pictures. He was trying to find anything that would give him a clue to what happened. After 10 hours of looking over this same pictures. He caught something. He found the source of the explosions and backed up the footage to before the explosions. He saw what would possibly be a group of human bodies there. Then he let it play. He followed the group away. Then he saw the gunfire. But not long after that the satellite left view of the people. So they had no idea what happened after that.

The Report was sent to his boss who would make the call.

OOC: Sorry for the OOC Clutter.

I am tired so ill TG you the Info I have tomorrow. I am recovering from a war with Clandonia so I wouldn't be able to physically support you in terms of Troops and Supplies at this time, However I can provide support in terms of Oribital Strikes via my God Rod Weapons, Long Range Bomber Strikes via my B-74 Shadowcasters, OBSAT Support, Special Forces Support via my Vetakan Scout Commandos and lastly but not leastly ill provide support diplomatically and do what I can to get you Support from my Allies. In my prior post I was talking to Socialist States Union if he goes to The United Federation of Allied Nations and puts the situation before the Councils I am sure UFAN will support Action and declare its full support to your operation. Anyway Good Night
OOC: And since I've got something of an itchy intervention finger ever since that Blackhelm bit blew over, you can count me in too to compensate for your recovery issues even if The Fighting Stars shows.:D However, I'd advise Greston that you TG Strator before making any more posts like the OP; otherwise he could call godmodding on you, and I'd hate for that to happen. We might even want to consider making a new thread, one that doesn't go so far in the first post; out of respect since Strator's actually improved quite a bit since I first fought him.

President's Office
President Booch was a tied man these days. He had made a deal with the devil, and was starting to regret it. In exchange for having the conservatives support the Megacorprations, they had killed Mobley, his rival. Now, however, he was, for all intents and purposes, their puppet. He was lucky that the conservatives still were the largest party. Now, the corporations wanted to go to war against Greston for invading Strator. They wanted the official story to be that TPF was protecting national sovereignty. Booch knew the truth. They corps wanted to intervene for one simple reason. Once Greston had been defeated, Strator would re-pay them with free labor to work in factories. It was even better than a sweat shop, of which many had cropped up in TPF because of the desperation caused from the depression. Booch had little choice but to listen to them.

State Department Communication, Special: Declaration of War, The People Freedom Versus Greston
It is with deep regret that we inform you that your nation is now the enemy of The Peoples Freedom. This is due to your blantent violation of the sovereignty of a sovereign nation. We plan to make sure that Startor keeps his sovereignty. And if that means war, then God help us all.


High Command
Orders were rapidly being drafted. Nearly all the phones were in use, thousands of e-mails were being sent. It would be a large deployment. The Peoples Freedom needed to be ready for a large-scale war, and so they began to draft the orders. These orders would make sure that the necessary steps were taken to prepare for war. They had to make sure men had enough time to alert their families, and train a little. They had to make sure logistics were set for everybody, and pleasing everybody was right on hard. There were thousands of things that needed to be done, and High Command was doing their best to make sure it was done.

OOC: If any were wondering, my withdrawal from North Calaveras was agreed by TG between me and the various players involved days ago, and this is just the IC confirmation of it since I couldn't find a decent place to post it without a gravedig. If needed, I can give a rough OOB for my national forces (my Factbook is hopelessly behind there) in the next post once mobilization is done and I can scrounge up all the right info...

SIC
Palace of the Revolution, War Office Command Bunker Annex; Tailville DR, Wagdog
General Secretary and Lord Governor Carolinus Horridus stared at the preliminary OBSAT readouts of The PeoplesFreedom's mobilization, and was glad that they had pulled Sixth Army and the accompanying naval group from North Calaveras only days prior. No point in ruining an achievement there and sacrificing innocents for our own peripheral interests, especially when these forces will be more useful elsewhere... They were heading full steam for rendezvous in the waters north of Wagdog proper, while all other naval groups were now with their respective Fleets and either undertaking peacetime patrol or in harbor maintaining readiness. This last would be crucial...

Turning to Defense Secretary Mario Iliescu, he issued the orders he knew Wagdog's honor as a UFAN member would need issued. "Order partial mobilization..." Wagdog having gone down a bit in recent weeks to give the line personnel some respite after weeks more of severe crises centered around Hataria and Vetaka, "...but let's keep our DEFCON where it is; no sense in being overly provocative. No official statement as yet; let's just see how this plays out..."

"Agreed Comrade Lord Governor." Horridus honestly didn't want to know why that vampire could say that phrase with a straight face so easily; he liked Dominion Commonwealth membership and considerd Count Jason Scotus Lupus a worthy superior and ally, but all the same he was a republican at heart. Oh well, nothing for it; except to compose the statement he might need to explain precisely why Strator's sovereignty had to be more qualified than most nations', which would take some time...

IC
Space Over Greston, The People's Freedom, and Strator
The OBSAT MkII system Vetaka had basically given (sold at some 90% discount) Wagdog was springing into action again; this time over the seas between Greston, The People's Freedom and Strator. This way, developments in all three areas could be monitored without presenting too hostile a surveillance profile; and the required capabilities could be partially in-theater already should any proverbial balloons start going up.

Across Wagdog
Although the weeks of staggered leaves so as to maintain some units in readiness as per a low DEFCON 4 rating had been enjoyable for Wagdog's servicemen, the announcement by phone and e-mail that the nation was moving towards the upper half of that readiness bracket started days of teary goodbyes for servicepersons' families and logistical preparation. Fresh missiles were loaded into launchers, ammunition brought to the ships and their guns, tanks loaded from reserve stocks while their units underwent some last-minute training to keep up on their systems, and in general the vital but often-overlooked steps needed before a nation launched into a military campaign were underway.

Hopefully, if enough people remembered the prior situation regarding Strator, it wouldn't be needed though. For now, however, Wagdog had to prepare on its own silently; and await the words and movements of its allies if it was to move effectively itself. And in a situation so potentially-lethal, one moved either effectively... or not at all.

OOC: Wagdog, I'm trying to get support from UFAN on this invasion would you approve it?

The President finished reading the file then threw it with much force onto the table. " Dammit! Glokes what did I say about this! I wanted this kept quite I didn't even tell our allies!" " But sir how could you let them keep slaving! We had to!" "Yes I know but now there is going to be war we only wanted to scare them now the PeoplesFreedoms is attacking us! They must be a horrible rotten group of war loving pigs if they are attacking us because we are trying to free some slaves!" The screaming was heard through the halls, "Maybe they misunderstood us, The Peoples Freedoms doesn't seem that bad a nation. Now away from that do you think we should prepare for the second part of the plan?" "No we will surely be ambushed on the way. But do you have the list of people?" "Yes sir Mr.President sir, here you go, a full list of 367 men." "Are they all volunteers how stupid is that!" "No not all of them are men off the street some are ex- soilders and police officers only 39 are real soldiers."

"Hello my dear freinds of The PeoplesFreedom. after hearing that war has been declared on our nation by you with no good reason we wish to ask why. Why do you want kill the Grestonians? Why do you fell the need to ruin generations of families on a stupid war? And why do you favor these blood thirsty war mongering theives? That is what I ask you. This will be the last time I can speak in an meeting again possibly because your troops have been sent to kill us. So please before you cause harm to us know that we have not declared war on anyone so if you think you are aiding some one you are wrong."

Simbirsk, SSU (Capital of the SSU)

It was the day of withdrawal from Northern Ireland. Every soldier was glad to be back from the hell of Northern Ireland, they were going to see their families again. After deploying the troops back to their homeland, the order of invading Strator arrived.

Chairman Petrovsky was worried about the situation, the SSU couldn't afford too many soldiers. General Gorsky arrived at the Chairman's office and looked disappointed. "Mr. Chairman, TPF is our enemy now, he's with Strator now and looking forward for a war." The Chairman looked at the recent news about Grestonian Soldiers being killed in Strator.

"Send them inmediately." Commanded the Chairman with an angry face.

State Department Communication
Greston, you are attacking a nation's sovernity. They have the right to have slaves within their own border. You cannot tell them what to do inside their nation. Back off, or face our wrath.

- Official Statement by the Greater Honakon Commission

Many meetings, conferences, and much diplomatic persuasion has been made to stop Strator from using slaves, and troops from Vetaka may still be present in his country. He is a rogue nation, one not to be trusted, however, he has been largely quiet recently - and we feel it would be best to keep it that way. We support your ideal in ridding slavery from this world Greston, we truly do, though we do not support your method. In order to keep peace in the world and your nation intact we advise you to withdraw unless you want war with People's Freedom, a nation that however much fight you put up, unless you get powerful allies, will destroy you.

- Mrs. Bourla Parkins, High Commissioner of Greater Honakon

- Official Statement by the Greater Honakon Commission

Many meetings, conferences, and much diplomatic persuasion has been made to stop Strator from using slaves, and troops from Vetaka may still be present in his country. He is a rogue nation, one not to be trusted, however, he has been largely quiet recently - and we feel it would be best to keep it that way. We support your ideal in ridding slavery from this world Greston, we truly do, though we do not support your method. In order to keep peace in the world and your nation intact we advise you to withdraw unless you want war with People's Freedom, a nation that however much fight you put up, unless you get powerful allies, will destroy you.

- Mrs. Bourla Parkins, High Commissioner of Greater Honakon
OOC: SSU, not for now as it takes Strator being involved for this to even work and I distinctly suspect he's ignoring this thread by now. Keep UFAN updated, but let's just watch and prepare for now...
IC:
Official USSW Statement to All Parties Regarding the Strator Situation
Although we disagree with the Second Reich of The PeoplesFreedom regarding Strator's supposed fundamental right to continue operating slavery within his own borders, the Theeb Accords (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=521882) having been drawn up at an international conference (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=520934) specifically intended to aid him in advancing off the practice in line with international human-rights practice, and functioning effectively as his surrender terms for the earlier war we are all familiar with; nonetheless we also agree with Mrs. Parkins in that we are unaware of any particular violation of Strator's recently, and hence can only remain skeptical of the need for action such as Greston has taken. The Accords' intent is to halt Strator's international trade in slaves and gradually strengthen their domestic economy to the point that slavery is obsolete even in their minds ultimately, a process which seems to be working thus far.

If Greston's actions are in response to old reports, then we sincerely urge caution on your part as Strator is within our sphere of action and thus, we believe, well in hand. This matter is not worth precipitous action yet until Strator clearly provides such on his part, which (again) we are not aware of particularly; and rest assured we and our Vetakan allies have more appropriate means of pressure to bear against Strator in that event. Means that we assure you all, we will bring to bear appropriately and with due respect for a Stratorian people that even we agree deserve independence and prosperity in freedom. So please, let's all remain calm and avoid foolish hostilities over a despot who is well and truly contained as far as we know.

Carolinus Horridus
Commander-in-Chief, USSW War Office
Party Secretary, Wagdoggie Revolutionary Party
General Secretary, USSW Revolutionary Command Council
Lord Governor, United Socialist States of Wagdog

OOC: I agree completely with Wagdog, I don't think this situation needs to be done byt the means of war, maybe there are other ways. In my opinion, Greston just wants to make war

"Dammit! You're right they don't understand us," after a long pause he continued, "They think we delcared war. HA! We weren't and aren't going to declare war unless he does. Hulso get me the reports and images stolen from the Rotten bacon please. You know what get the men ready and inform the AfterBurner we are ready are the airports on the island ready? Good. Juacus send this public report for me..."


Public Anouncement

"Dear leaders of the world, today has been a very eventful day. After taking a long a good confriense with my cabniet this is for the good of the world, the good of humanity we are going to free the slaves of Strator. Even if it means facing war with The PeoplesFreedom. I rather save a man then whatch them rot behind walls. We will save the slaves!!!"

4 hours after the speech 4 boats carrying 367 men left Hoko beach in Greston above them flew 15 airplanes from the AfterBurner, "3 hours men, 3 hours and we will be heroes!" "Yeah dead ones!"

OOC: if you will all read carefully you will notice that no where did we declare war or say we were going to the bobms were to scare them which did not work so now we are sending men to take the slaves a an island of ours we do not want death only life

OOC: I don't care what you do. As part of the UFAN, I have to take their side and do what I'm told by the high council of the UFAN.

OOC: WHAT WERE YOU TOLD! I am just doing this i did not tell you to do anything

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The United Kingdom2 will send peacekeepers to help keep peace between both nations if our peacekeepers are needed.

Signed,

Rt.Hon.Prime Minister Tom Howard

OOC: I don't care what you do. As part of the UFAN, I have to take their side and do what I'm told by the high council of the UFAN.

OOC: Hold up! Very BIG problem here! SSU are you on Greston's side? If not will you take action against him? If yes, then Greston I will have to recall all my aircraft and a refund will be sent to you. One of my rules clearly stats "We do not accept contracts that involve doing harm to The United Federation of Allied Nations or UFAN".

OOC: We still don't know. We are like 'processing' our side. If the UFAN decides we have to take action against Greston, we'll do without doubt.

OOC: We atill don't know. We are like 'processing' our side. If the UFAN decides we have to take action against Greston, we'll do without doubt.

OOC: Understood, I'll stay true to the contract, but if conflict brakes out between UFAN and Greston I'll end it right away.

IC: The Boeing 747s landed and taxed off the runway to refuel and to pick up it's new passengers. The 20 Su-47s kept to their patrol in the skies as the aircraft on the ground got loaded up.

OCC: Where is Startor?

OOC: All UFAN Members to the following Thread:-

http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=12666302#post12666302

OOC: So we will not act unless one of the members of the UFAN is posed in threat?

OCC: Where is Startor?

OOC: Kurpsegrad Region, whose map's available in this post (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=12346463). Although again, I wouldn't be surprised if Strator ignores this thread entirely since Greston gave him reason to in the OP; so IDK what good it will do you in all honesty...

OOC: So we will not act unless one of the members of the UFAN is posed in threat?

OOC: That, or clear IC evidence is given outside forces are attempting to restart Strator's slave trade, contrary to the Theeb Accords. Above all, those documents must stand as they are founding UFAN principle and key to our core policies. Anything else (such as Greston) is a secondary concern, although not completely out of consideration either...

OOC: Huraay, a crazy invasion post for my return after a short leave, I do have a few comments to make though before I go IC

1) I was inactive for a while, my last post being in the nationstates section, stating my inactivity and with a request to pass the message along.

2) I find it rather strange that Greston claims not to want to go to war and only wanted to scare me, when the tittle of the thread is "Invasion of Strator"

3) Considering it has been a few weeks since I last RPed, why is it now that this thread is made.

and a final thing, Greston, spell and grammar check your posts, use commas, you lack much what I overly use

Strator was in a laughing fit when he got back the results his researchers had had gathered. He admired the courage of a leader willing to mock one with such an insane reputation as his, especially if they have a smaller army. He had called for gathering the remnants of the outpost patrol and now he stood before the with a wicked grin. There were only Ten men in front of him, while the standard size of partol on an outpost of that size was twice that.

"Four men managed to get the better of you I see, I did not really expect that of my men, so I will make it quick. I will place you all in a room with one dagger, I expect only one man to walk out of there, and he will be holding it. I do not care whether it was by fighting or discussion but either nine of you die, or all of you will"

The men were led by some gaurds to a small soundproof room, Strator ordered for the building to be rebuilt and a new partol to be drafted. He then walked over to his desk and opened the top drawer, he sat and waited until finally, one man, quite well built, walked out of the soundproof room.

"Sir, we managed to do it peacefully, although I did have to fight with one"

Strator smiled

"Thats very good"

He then grabbed a pistol from the open drawer and shot the man in the head. He relished in the fact that this man had been chosen to live, and the others gave their lives for him, it was much more fun than with other groups who failed him. He reached for the telephone and called his head of foreign affairs.

"I would like a message to be sent to the government of Greston, tell them that I expect my weight in gold to be delivered if they do not wish to go to war, if my term is accepted, I shall be needing a slightly less healthy diet"

OOC: Its good to have you back Strator. Sorry for the OOC Clutter.

OCC:Thanks, and I like OCCs, they mean I have to read less

OOC: Good to see that Strator is now here. ;)

OOC: Huraay, a crazy invasion post for my return after a short leave, I do have a few comments to make though before I go IC

1) I was inactive for a while, my last post being in the nationstates section, stating my inactivity and with a request to pass the message along.

2) I find it rather strange that Greston claims not to want to go to war and only wanted to scare me, when the tittle of the thread is "Invasion of Strator"

3) Considering it has been a few weeks since I last RPed, why is it now that this thread is made.

and a final thing, Greston, spell and grammar check your posts, use commas, you lack much what I overly use

OOC: Sorry about the mistake I just couldn't think of a good title at the time, but to make sure I do not want war.

OOC: So ther's no war now?

OOC:Possibly, Wagdog TGed me about goign against TPF and I, so I dunno. Sure do like wars, even though I am more of a special ops RPer

Discrete and very heavily encrypted Communiqué from Benjia House to Strator

It seems likely to Dyelli Beybi that this 'war' against the Nation of Strator will be an abortive failure, however it has come to our attention during this debacle, that slavery is practiced in Strator.

While this is not a practice we in Dyelli Beybi officially condone, we feel that we could come to a deal of mutual profitability were slaves available for sale on the international market.

Regards,
Chief Constable J. Preston, Cheka.

OOC:Possibly, Wagdog TGed me about goign against TPF and I, so I dunno. Sure do like wars, even though I am more of a special ops RPer
OCC: You'll get plenty of that first, barring a diplomatic miracle for my side; so it'll be fun.;) You're about to become a battlefield in a decent-sized cold war between me/my allies and TPF/his allies, with a few on each side either going neutral due to conflicts-of-interest or likely to. However, once we find out ICly that TPF plans to aid/abet your slave trade things will most likely go hot; which finding out is what I reckon all the spookery here will revolve around for a while.

SIC:

Vetaka and Strator had a long and somewhat complicated history from the Vetakan Occupation of Strator to the foundation of the Theeb Accords either way although both nations strongly respected eachother they did hold eachother as Friends. Because Vetaka had spent so much time and effort into the foundation of the Theeb Accords and the Strando Protocal it was understandable that Vetaka had been keeping a close eye on Strator for a while now and what with the renewed interest in Strator and its Slave Practices it had been decided that although Vetaka would continue to observe, Vetaka and its Allies needed people on the ground to relay information about Stratoran Actvities within the nation of Strator itself after all Orbital OBSAT Recon could only show activities it could not gauage the mood of the people on the ground where as Recon Special Forces could. As a result under the authorization of the Vetakan High Command a Spec Ops mission Operation: Handon was launched a 5 man Special Forces team would enter Strator and relay information to the Allies regarding the mood on the ground within Strator. Because of the sensitivity of this mission it would operate under Black Ops status and plasusible deniability would be in effect.

Luckly for Vetaka and its Allies the Spec Ops Units would be Vetaka's Elite Scout Commando Units whom where experts at Long Range Penertrative Recon Missions. The Scouts where White-Phoenix Tribesman true warriors they began learning how to shoot and surivie before they could talk. As for this mission the 5 man team would be made up of 4 Vetakan Scout Commandos and a Stratorian Guide a women Strator knew very well Bridget Smith whom had spent the time since the conference training with the Scouts for such a possible mission. Bridget held joint Vetakan-Stratoron Citizenship she had fled to Vetaka aboard a Cargo Ship during the time Strator was at war with much of the world. Settling in Vetaka Bridget had helped Vetaka and her Allies with the Strator situation now she would return to her native Strator to help with this Black Ops mission.

Of course she had dramatically changed her appearance so nobody in Strator would recgonise her from dying her hair to having Plastic Surgery she looked alot prettier and totally different to what Strator would remebered. If Strator decided to again resume its Slave Operations Vetaka and its Allies would be ready.

Vetakan Security and Intelligence Service (VSIS) Headquarters, New Theeb, Vetaka:

"OBSAT Reports in Strator?" asked VSIS Strator OP Commander Charles Green

"Nothing out of the ordinary. The odd Troop Movement here and there. Nothing Offensive. However look at this" replied an OBSAT Operator as he passed a File marked Classified Level 5 to his Superior.

Green took the Classified folder opened it and read before remarking:

"Hmm Heavily Distorterd, Ecrypted, Scrambler, ECM Scrambler and sent via less than normal channels. Source??" (Dyelli Beybi Communication)

"No Sir. We couldn't pinpoint its origin or its intended recipiant" replied the Operator

"Oh Well Nevermind. Whats the word on the Handon Team?" replied Green

"Inbound but they have yet to report in" replied the Operator

Thousands of miles away the Vetakan Special Forces unit was about to make its insert into one of the worlds most hostile terroritories.

The man strapped to the wall had only begun punishment half a minute prior to Strators visit, he had only been arrested five minutes before that, and yet, he looked like he had been in that torture chamber all his life. Strator smiled as he saw his new machine was highly effective. The victim was once a well built, fit man, in his early thirties, now his condition was very different. His entire body was swollen, with blood occasionaly littering the burnt flesh. The room reaked of the pungent stench of that burning mass of hair and flesh. His body was still twitching slightly since the shutdown of the device at Strators arrival.

"I see A6D9 No.0457 enjoyed this testing of my new toy. He has done a great service today, I was running out of people to execute. I do not know why I insist on having a reason to execute somebody, I guess is out of habbit, they make such good tortue device test rats"

The Operator of the machine simply nodded, saluted and gestured to the victim. Strator walked towards his ex-head of foreign affairs and grinned.

"I am sure you know why you are down here"

The victim managed a groan and pulled with all his might in attempt to salute the warlord. Most of his nerves and muscles were destroyed past the point of repair, but the machine had been on low and had not yet affected his brain.

"Yes sir, I took too long in contacting Greston, sir!"

"Good, now, you seem to be a good, loyal member of my staff, so I would like to use you in a testing of another development in our technology. As you might see, and probably feel, Your body is now destroyed, no doctor in the world could help you."

Strator waited a while before continuing as he wanted to let the distress last longer, but the he proceeded with his proposal.

"I want you to test a prototype of a device that will sustain the body inhabiting it so that with damage as serious as to you, you will die in less than ten hours by the way, that is unless you test this, they can survive. Once you begin testing, you shall be reinstated as the head of foreign affairs"

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Just if you want to know, the torture device injected nanobots and extra iron into the bloodstream and commenced in sending electric and magnetic pulses through the blood. It would probably not work but it sounds cool so that is a device that might go into my storefront.

OOC: Strator do you have a map at all?

SIC:


To Dyelli Beybi:

I am sorry I could not get to you sooner, my foreign affairs branch of government had fallen into some trouble. I try to keep my merchandise on the market, but right now I am not fighting a war to do so, I am fighting a war because my powers as the elected leader of my nation is being challenged. Slaves can be trasported discreetly by air, land or sea, so if you, or anyone in you fair nation, are seeking the merits of slave labor, it is perfectly possible to get them. Currently I have kept the full strength of my slave numbers from being found out, with nations such as Wagdog and Vetaka having had easy access to my nation previously, I do not doubt that there are numerous spies searching for something to pin on me. If you are in need of weapons or vehicles, I can also sell you those.


OOC: The link to my storefront is my signature, I only sell original products as I know AK's and other things can be found in other storefronts. I do not have a very large catelogue yet.

OOOOH GREAT, THE TIME I SAY THE LINK IS MY SIG, MY SIG DOES NOT WORK!!!

Stratoran Border, 18:00 Strator Time:

The 5 man team waited in a small bush just across the border from Strator 3 of the team kept watch through their Scout Rifles the other 2 checked their position via a map and a their OBSAT PDA's. The Stratoran border was heavily defended it bristisled with AA Defences and Land Bunkers. Finding their position they made their move running forward in a perfect penertrative formation they jumped into an Empty Aquaduct and run forward it was a perfect entry point as it hid them from any sniper. As they kept running they eventually got through the border defences and kept moving finding their objective a small People Carrier that had been left for them via one of Bridgest contacts they drove away and onto their safe house. Which in this case was around 30 minutes or so away.

Pulling off the road they drove along a beaten track and came to a halt outside a very old house exiting the car they entered the house securing eachroom and checking it for bugs and cameras finding nothing they fortified the building and fitted their own bugs from their the team met back in the dining room, the whole process took less than an hour now sitting down Lead Scout Harry Trucker began speaking while pointing to a map:

"Ok listern up hopefully we wont be here longer than 48 hours 72 at the most. VSIS Intel belives old Strator is up to his own tricks and reckons he has rather large Slave Bases here and here. Our Objective is to verify these claims and gather further Intel. Also we are to montior the internal communications. So listern up Jase you remain here defend our safe house and monitor our Communications. Mark and Chris take that base their. Me and Bridget will take this one and we meet back here in 12 hours. Force is a last resort ideally we don't want old Strator being knowing we are here. Everybody clear?"

"Sir" came 4 replies.

With that they all got to it leaving the house and saying their goodbyes they ran towards their targets moving in military formation covering eachother and checking their position it would take a while for them to arrive at their targets. As Harry and Bridget moved Harry piped up:

"Is the Uplink still dormant"

"Yes Sir is still monitoring tho" replied Bridget.

The CO of outpost KT511 was a very cautious man, with the new order from A01 to raise alertness, he had taken to placing larger amounts of troops on duty at a time. He placed three per turret so that it was less likely that all would be dozing off, which he punsihed severly but could not always keep an eye on. He was just preparing for a round of the turrets when the eastern turret 3 called in.

"Sir, we saw some movement previously but thought it was nothing, but just now we saw in the distance a dustcloud forming, with binoculars we saw a vehicle. There are no scheduled visits from base and the vehicle started moving a couple hundred yards from here, to the north, it did not seem to have gone to either KT510 or 512"

"It is quite likely that this was one of the things A01 wanted us to look out for, we are in the unwalled sector so we are an easy place for spies to break through"

The CO reached for his communicator and placed a call to the reserve troops in the outpost and to all military bases nearby, if there was someone that breached the defences, they would be found, and nobody wanted to be in the place of that person when they were.


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All pipes and the such are subterrainian and Strator is surrounded by fences, mines and walls, but since Strator is still growing, I will say that that area had not had defences laid.

OOC:

are we gonna rp this tuff in this thread, or are we making another, and where the hell is greston?

BTW, Vetaka, previous post does not seem like your usual posts, way too many gramatical and spelling errors, were you stoned?

OOC: Due to other occurances within the NS World. I am aborting my Spec Ops Mission. However would you be interested in hosting my Foreign Secretary on a State Visit? I know about my Spelling and Grammer I am just tired and Stressed.

Stratoran Border, Strator Side, 00:00 Strator Time:

To say the Operation: Handon Special Forces Team was pissed off was an understatement they were furious. The team had begun the journey to the suspected bases when their OBSAT PDA's had bleeped with new operative orders and thus Oborting the Mission. As a result the Team had returned to the Safe House and thus now returned to the Border which was now nothing to the border they had entered this one had alot of Armed Troops patrolling Strator most of either had intel to suggest something was happening or Strator was being invaded.

The team split up into 2 groups 1 group had 3 men in and the other 2. The 2 man group ran half mile further up the sector and eventually found a dried up river bed which was in the process of being blocked off the 2 men seized their chance and jumped into the Bed darting forward it worked within 6 minutes they had crossed the border and held at the LZ point and awaited the three man team.

The three man teams cossing was alittle more eventful they decided to cross using the same aquaduct they had entered running down it they were spotted by a Stratoran Trooper he opened fire getting Bridget in the arm the rest of her team returned fire killing the Trooper that caused Havoc as the Stratorans heard the fire but had no idea what was happening so rather than searching for the shooter they began shooting in all directions seizing the moment the Vetakan Special Forces kept going and eventually crossed the border. Sprinting as fast as they could they had escaped but the mission had been a total failure.

After getting thousands of pages of Information and tips Jordan Fasha was sent to sort out the mess with the president. Page, after page, after page, of false tips and fake information came in. " Screw it." muttered the president while flinging the folder into the fire place. "What the hell! I spent a week sorting it out!" "Who the hell cares it is all false!" snapped the pesident, "I want real inteligence, not reports and what people thought happened. I want a spy in Strator"

Seven men were gathered for the Specail Operations Unit, SOU for short. Along with the SOU three men from the Head of Inteligence Comunications came with them. Their objective is to breach the border find out updates on all of the things happening lately, and as a side objective find, and capture Kyle Ressing, who went missing last week and appeared outside of the Stratorian border.

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Fifth bump in a row! I should get an award for the most bumps in a row.

OOC: sorry, I got the award for most bumps in a row with decent time intervals with my first slave store... people do not like slaves, WAAAAAH :(

IC:

Strator was a bit annoyed when he heard that the troops had sighted but not killed those who dared enter his domain uninvited, but he had already issued a search of the area. He was glad to hear that the Stratorian Counter Intelligence Elite National Terror Investigation Special Trained Squad
(SCIENTISTS) was ready for their first assignment, 500 of the best trained men and women in Strator, each perfected in every way of killing. The enemies had probably grown more bold with the reports from the spies, now they shall probably send in more, in more reckless manners. He shall catch and extort all the information from the spies captured, use them as a sword to stab at their homelands in the international battleground that is politics.

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Greston... I know your out there, I am coming to kill you...

Post, I know you are online

OOC: sorry i was playing a computer game with my cousin and I couldn't get onto this, and right now I am overly tired so I am not going to post

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