NationStates Jolt Archive

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Drvar Prison

The jeep stirred frantically as it hit a crate and soon tipped over to one side sliding towards the edge of the street. Ishkevek caught a cut on his arm as it slid across the ground, he drew out his Glock 17 and started crawling from under the jeep where he fired a round off into a SCP guard who was running towards them and soon dropped dead.

"You alright?" he yelled over the gunfire.

John pulled himself from the ground. "I think so. All I got is a couple of brusies, cuts, you know the usual." He tried to drag himself up, but yelped and fell down. "Shit," swore John. "I think my arms sprained or pulled out of the socket." using his other arm, he lifted himself and held out his arm. "You'll have to pull it back into position."

OOC: Crikey! Only 84 Antigran troops effected and SCP looses 1,250 men? These arnt farmers with pitchforks you know. I really dont see much choice in fighting when SCP troops suffer nearly 15 x the amount of casualties than Anitgr.

IC:

Central Drvarska

The SCP forces took an unexpected toll of high casualties and were startled as hardly any Antigran forces suffered from their experienced men. A brief stop in the battle a group of soldiers walked forward looking very scruffy and dirty from the trenches and holding out a white flag. An officer walked forward with his uniform ripped and his arm in a bloody bandage, he got out a piece of paper and read aloud.

"To the Antigr forces, from the SCP forces. We are here to announce our surrender and our soldiers to be protected by the rights of the Geneva Convention. Sincerly, General Volkov and General Kelvekov."

(You win then)

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Drvar

The two Alfegan reps were checked first for any GPS devices and then taken into a jeep where they travelled around 10 minutes into the heart of the city. They were disembarked and lead by two NCOs to a blown out building used as a command centre.

Once inside they took the blind folds off and were taken into a small waiting room. A soldier walked over to a door guarded by two SCP guards and knocked which was shortly approved by another soldier opening the door.

Inside General Polkov sat at his desk looking very scruffy and dirty from not shaving or bathing in the last week. The two Alfegans were brought in.

"Greetings gentleman, I see youve been very good at firing your artillery." he said jokingly.

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At the front the other three Alfegans were kept under watch by a group of SCP who sat out of their trenches eating remains of rations. Two SCP NCOs approached thanking for the drink. One of them spoke.

"I hope this is all over soon." he said.

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Drvar Prison

Ishkevek looked at the arm and prepared to pop it back in, he knew how to do it as he was trained in first aid during military college. He handed the agent a plastic rod he found.

"Bite on it." he said.

He quickly popped the arm back into place and then got out a canteen of water attached to his belt and handed it to him.

He turned around shortly afterwards and the battle died down with the resistance winning. He watched a truck explode and another driving away with SCP guards fleeing.

"Looks like we won my friend!"

OOC: Crikey! Only 84 Antigran troops effected and SCP looses 1,250 men? These arnt farmers with pitchforks you know. I really dont see much choice in fighting when SCP troops suffer nearly 15 x the amount of casualties than Anitgr.

Sorry. That was 348 dead and 503 wounded. Comparatively low, I know, but you gottta respect the technology the vehicles are equipped with. Damned keyboard...


Sergeant-Major Finn was one of the first to see the white flag. He was outside an MICV.
He gave orders to two machine-gunners, their squad, and the MICV commander to keep their guns trained.
He went forward with his PT-3 SMG and a squad of eight combat engineers who happened to be nearby.
Looking at the officer, he took the paper and read it while the engineers kept their guns pointed.
He whispered into one of the soldiers's ears, who ran off to get their Colonel.

All over the front lines, guns were falling silent. A medic came up to look at the officer's wound while APCs and MICVs arrived all around them and unloaded. The soldiers' weapons were lowered. Savage fighters though these Antigrans were, they showed respect, as they would the Geneva Convention. At least let them surrender with some dignity.

A company went to find the two Generals. General Sandrez wanted to see them, to discuss what would happen to their men. After all, they put up a good fight and deserved some respect.
They would be handed over to the DNA forces as soon as possible, their own countrymen.

All over, trucks were now arriving to take the SCP forces away to temporary holding camps, both Antigran and DNA.

Drvar

"It would appear so. But we, being civilised men, wish to negotiate with you the surrender and disbandment of the SCP. We realise you have lost many, and are willing to give you an oppertunity to stop this senseless killing.

If you do surrender, your movement will be disarmed and disbanded. You will all submit as POWs until we know that the movement has been disbanded, when you will be relesased.

We will help you rebuild, and will restore democracy to this country.

What do you say? For the children of your country, who have been slaughtered in the name of a false cause?"

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"I hope this will be over soon. I don't know what high command have planned if this continues, but it is doubtlessly going to be nasty."

He shuddered at the thought of having to walk through charred corpses, like when he had had to cleanup a napalm strike.

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Vulkovar

The advance had ceased for now, in case of counter attacks on gained land. The men had started clearing up the thousands of bodies, digging seperate graves for the Drvarskans, while flying out the Alfegosian remains to the homeland, where they would be buried in the Alfegos Heroes Necropolis.

The bodies were all attempted to be identified, either by dog tags or by POWs who were helping clean up.

The graveyard was to the west of the city: tens of rows of improvised pieces of wood and boards, with each bodies name burnt into the wood with a scriber.

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After they had reported in, they came back for the kid.

"Do you still have any family here?"

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Vulkovar Area

In the sky over the area, the 125 Attack Helicopters of the 21st Helicopter Squadron slowly moved around, using infa-red cameras to search for enemy resistance. Any found were logged, and after evaluation marked either as enemy or civilian.

They were trying to find the armies that they knew had been in the area at the start of the civil war. Were they still there?

Central Drvarska

The SCP soldiers began to throw away their weapons into large piles scattered throughout the front lines. They started to form up in lines and march towards the Antigran forces down muddy roads. Others were helping the wounded. Generals Kelvekov and Volkov came forward in a jeep with a red star painted on the side, he was protected by a group of 12 men still armed with AK-47s but they would soon surrender them once the final word has been said.

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Drvar

"It does seem fair to surrender now as we are being commanded by a fool who does not even listen to his strategists. I hearby accept surrendering my forces over to the Alfegans. May this bloodshed end." the general said.

He pulled out his holster from his belt and unsheathed a P.08 Luger inside and handed it to the leading Representative with the barrell facing the opposite direction of course.

"Please accept this as my personal surrender." he said to the Alfegan.

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At the front line a radio transmission was radioed in minutes later and a soldier yelled out.

"Freedom! The war is over for us comrades!"

All along the line of Drvar SCP soldiers who were brainwashed by SCP propaganda rose from their trenches dropping their weapons and cheering. The sound was almost deafening.

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Vukovar

Only a few SCP soldiers managed to scatter and flee from the battle but they were no threat as most of them returned to their homes with their families.

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"My family is in Drvar but I dont know if they are alive anymore.." Jovek said as he thanked the soldier who passed him the ration which he began to open.

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Koprovnika

Field Marshall Kruschev sat at his desk devastated by the news of his armies surrendering one by one. He gulped down another glass of vodka and spoke to himself.

"I guess there will be no more Sovreska after all."

He picked up his Walther PPK from his table and pointed it to his head and fired a single round off. The SCP leader is dead.

Drvar

The news was soon passed back to the Alfegos headquarters, where rejoicing had started.

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He accepted the pistol.

"That is good. I think within a month, this country will be on the way back to greatness. Sorry about what happened here."

He motioned to the ceiling.

"As for now, our priorities are now to hunt down any more of this misguided warmongering, and stamp it out, and to collect and bury the dead. We have already started at Vulkovar, and have not bundled the bodies into mass graves, as is the victor's custom to do. We will help fund the upkeep of war graves for your men.

If you will, we will be leaving your men now to move freely about: I have just thought that it would be impractical to hold your men back from their families.

We thankyou again for your sensible decision. For both our countries!"

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Across Drvarska

The helicopters were now flying alongside massive blimps filled with supplies for the destroyed cities, dropping onto the ground form the air prefabbed buildings, bridges and massive ration crates.

The Alfegos forces had started moving furtehr inland, broadcasting to all that the communist cause was over, and any men who turned in communist fighters would be rewarded with extra food and priority housing if displaced.

The POWs held in the camp had all been assessed, and practically all had been released.

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Vulkovar

"If you have no family, how would you like a new life in Alfegos?"

The Jeep arroached the little command encampment. The all 120 of the guards knew who they were, and kept a close eye on them.

The group dismounted an were met by a captain, a PT-3 in one hand and a bandage wrapped around the other.

"This way, please, generals. General Sandrez wishes to talk about what you would like done with your men. Don't try anything funny, these guys -"

He gestured to the guards.

"Aren't three years old. If you'll follow me..."

They were ushered inside by two PFCs and taken to a tent where Sandrez was waiting for them.

"Gentlemen" He said. "Let's get straight to the point. What would you like done with your men at this point? Do you want them handed over to the DNA? We have already sent your injured to MASH units, and are burying the dead in a cemetary we've built. Like the Alfegosians, we don't care for mass graves"

Operation: Liberation & Colinization

The main group of the fleet contained a division of the Clean-Up Corps, along with dozens of large warships that would form a formidable defence. The troops were trained to secure an area, handle biological attacks, and stabilize thousands of scared citizens into an organized mob that would follow their orders. They were the best, the equivelant of super police, and had already made a name for themselves in containing the Blue Pox epidemic that had devasted the Industrial Centre.

The attack would be three stages, air superioty in a remote area would be secured, the 14th Air Cavarly Regiment would fly in to do recon and secure a beachhead four kilometers into the Communist front. Once the first two were established two regiments would be landed on the beachhead to move forward and secure the position. The landing area had not yet been picked, but would expectedly be chosen in the Eastern-controlled Communist lands.

The Hegemon of Grblnstench chuckled as he read the paper. "Another silly country having another silly civil war." He turned to the funnies.

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Drvar Prison

Ishkevek looked at the arm and prepared to pop it back in, he knew how to do it as he was trained in first aid during military college. He handed the agent a plastic rod he found.

"Bite on it." he said.

He quickly popped the arm back into place and then got out a canteen of water attached to his belt and handed it to him.

He turned around shortly afterwards and the battle died down with the resistance winning. He watched a truck explode and another driving away with SCP guards fleeing.

"Looks like we won my friend!"

John yelped. "Sonofabitch," He swore. "I've had that done 7 times and it doesn't get any easier." Removing the rod, he gulped down some water than handed back the canteen.

Finding a piece of wood, John stood up. Looking at the wreckage, he felt very old. There was only so much fighting you could take...

Sighing, Locke turned to Ishkevek. "'K that solves our first problem," He began. "but how do we get to friendly lines?"

Drvar

"Yes the aid is most certainly appreciated and we thank you for letting our men return to their families. I beleive that this communist propaganda just brainwashed our soldiers in the first place." the general said as put on his coat.

"If you will excuse me I need to sort out my troops."

He walked out and started to direct officers to certain companies to organise them and instruct them.

The two Alfegans were taken back to their APC by a jeep.

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Koprovnika

With the news of the SCP leader killing himself, soldiers everywhere lost faith and started to surrender. Now only a few rogue communist officers lurk in the farmlands throughout Drvarska but are being hunted down by DNA & combined allied forces.

Throughout roads thousands of SCP soldiers marched towards their homes to escape the fear of battle.

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Vukovar

"I think I will try to find my family first if they are alive. I thank you for sparing my life." he said and got up preparing to leave.

He wraped the remainder in the packaging of the ration and tucked it into his pocket.

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Central Drvarska

The two generals stood in front of the Antigran.

"We are willing to surrender as long as our men are protected by the geneva convention. We appreciate the use of seperate graves to honor our dead. The DNA will be a better option as they will rehabilitate our troops who have been brainwashed by Communist propaganda. Once again we thank you." General Volkov said.

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A transmission was made to the Terre Nationale from the Drvarskan High Command.

TO: Terre Nationale
FROM: Drvarska High Command

We appreciate your willingness to offer aid in our nation and support but for now we have the situation under control along with our allies. The Communist lands have been contained and are rapidly falling, we would appreciate no attack as we have enough damage done to our lands.

We thank you again,
Vladimir Orlov
The Republic of Drvarska

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Drvar Prison

"Look over there!" Ishkevek said.

Along the streets soldiers began running and cheering, they seemed to be SCP forces from the front lines. Many began to wave the Drvarskan flag.

"Freedom! The war is over!" they shouted.

Ishkevek took a drink from the canteen and tied it to his belt.

"This will be done. We respect you and your men, and all will be handed over to DNA forces within - let's say 30 hours. Barring those who have injuries preventing this"

The Alfegos aid supplies were quick to Drvar: as the reps departed, to be debriefed, a 1000 metre-long "Promethius" class airship entered Drvarskan airspace, visible for miles around, the sun glinting off its silvery translucent carapace, the Alfegan flag emblazoned acorss its side.

In its hold, a priority for rebuilding, were 20 000 prefabricated 2 - bedroom houses, all made from cheap yet strong plastics and materials. All for Drvar.

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Vulkovar

"Alright. If you want to reconsider the offer..."
Lea tore a piece of paper from her notebook in her pocket, and scribbled down a telephone number.
"...call this number. I'm sure that with the new realtions we have with your nation, you will need little in the way of identification."

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The rest of Drvarska

The Alfegan helicopters continued to bring the news of the death of the communist cause, along with supplies and food for those who had suffered.

[OOC: What's the most recent map of Dvar you got?]

Nation States International News

Breaking News

The British government today is understood to have sent 2 brigades of its Royal Marines, 40 and 42 commando, to help assist the Drvarskian government rebuild the country.
In the Britain the elite SBS have been raiding the houses of communist fugitives in an attempt to gather evidence of crimes commited by the party. Foreign secretary gave us this statement: "We do not tolerate uprisings by rogue bands of communist freedom fighters, we hope to work closely with the Drvarskian government to contain the situation and hopefully work together in the future. Thank you,"

It is understood that the Drvarskian government have not been made aware of British involment until now, but Parliament insists it's intrests are for the well being of the Drvarskian people and in particular Drvar and his family at this time.

Recent images show the marines on a joint patrol with US supporting troops: http://www.royal-navy.mod.uk/server/show/conMediaFile.970/changeNav/3611

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Drvar Prison

"Look over there!" Ishkevek said.

Along the streets soldiers began running and cheering, they seemed to be SCP forces from the front lines. Many began to wave the Drvarskan flag.

"Freedom! The war is over!" they shouted.

Ishkevek took a drink from the canteen and tied it to his belt.

John grinned. "Perfect timing. Now if only I could find a cig..." looking at his feet, he saw a hand-rolled cigarette on the ground. He laughed "Well what do you know." John lit it on the flame of an blown-up truck and sat down on the side of an overturned car. "Looks like my mission is over. Gotta find a way back home. What you gonna do now that the wars over, kid?"

OOC: Terre Nationale, there is no map yet made for every detail of Drvar. It is currantly under full Alfegan and DNA control. The SCP soldiers have surrendered.

Central Drvarska

The two SCP generals were pleased to surrender and they instructed their forces to continue stockpiling their weapons along the front lines.

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Drvar

The DNA have sent in the use of their engineer divisions to help construct new homes for the citizens throughout Drvarska. The Alfegan supplies were most appreciated by the Drvarskans and whenever a Alfegan soldier walked by they would be greeted kindly by a civillian.

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Vukovar

Jovek took the number and folded it into his pocket. He farwelled the Alfegans and then started to walk back to his village.

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Drvarska High Command

A transmission was sent to the DNA high command informing the arrival of Royal Commandos to the nation. President Vladimir Orlov smiled upon the message and sent a reply.

To: The Royal Marines Commando
From: The Republic of Drvarska

We appreciate your support in the clean up of our nation and we would gladly appreciate your commandos along side ours hunting down remaining loyal SCP members. Once again we thank you and we hope our nations improve relationships in future.

Vladimir Orlov
President
The Republic of Drvarska

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Outside Drvar Prison

"I think I will stay in the army. My parents farm seemed to be destroyed after a large artillery strike up north. The army has good pay though." Ishkevek said.

The DNA forces started to arrive down the streets and tend to the wounded resistance and identify those who were killed. A medic walked over and started to bandage up Ishkevek's arm.

"What will you do now?" Ishkevek said.

Final message from the Alfegosian Government

Alfegos will help you rebuild your infastructure, and will not expect to be payed back at all.
We will have to leave our military forces in your nation for 6 months, but after 3 months will start withdrawing them.

We hope that we can avert this sort of suffering in the future, and can help you build for a batter tomorrow.

Yours,
President A. Darel

No time for an IC, but we'll do the same. Aid supplies are en-route to the Antigran beachead by ship and airfields by plane.

The whole bomber force would be mobilised for low-level food drops into remote areas and those in most need.

A message was sent out to the allied nations.

To: The Peoples Republic of Alfegos & The United Federal Republic of Antigr
From: The Republic of Drvarska

We appreciate deeply for your assistance in this conflict and we wish to thank you. May your nation thrive in future and let us hope we all have a better tomorrow. Once again we thank you and that the people of Drvarska smile upon your willing to help them.

Vladimir Orlov
President
The Republic of Drvarska

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Outside Drvar Prison

"I think I will stay in the army. My parents farm seemed to be destroyed after a large artillery strike up north. The army has good pay though." Ishkevek said.

The DNA forces started to arrive down the streets and tend to the wounded resistance and identify those who were killed. A medic walked over and started to bandage up Ishkevek's arm.

"What will you do now?" Ishkevek said.

John took a drag on his cigarette. "Probably go to command, get debriefed, maybe quit the NAI. I've killed too many people and probably gotten even more killed. Possibly retire to the country. My grandchildren own a plantation and a brewery, I'll probably retire there. A man of 65 years old shouldn't live like James Bond all of his life. Maybe you can stop by there someday, visit a bit." He laughed, than hacked violently "I should probably stop smokin', these will kill me someday." Hearing a helicopter approach, John looked at the sky. An Black Hawk with the NeoAztec flag landed several yards away at a clearing. "Well," Said John as he got up. "this is where we part for now." Walking towards the helicopter, he grabbed something out of the seat and tossed it to Ishkevek. He caught it. It was a Sam Adams Beer. "Told you I'd get you a beer!" yelled Locke. Getting into the copter, he waved to Ishkevek as it lifted off the ground. Ishkevek returned the wave.

After the Hawn was out of ranged John sat down put on the helmat and speaker. John than noticed that there was another man in the copter. The man was dressed in business clothing and had a suit case with him. His face was gaunt and he had a cigarette in his mouth. "Mr. Locke. "Said the man, smiling. "We need to talk..."

Ishkevek waved off the agent. He stared at the UH-60 until it was out of sight and then he stared at the cold beer can he clutched in his hands.

"I wonder if I will see him again." he said.

He walked over to where he had left a rucksack with his personnel items and joined the crowd of DNA soldiers gathering. He walked up to an officer.

"Corporal Ishkevek, 125th Infantry division reporting for duty sir." he said.

The officer looked at him, Ishkevek was covered in blood stains and mud.

"My god, were you here when the first shot was fired?"

"Yes sir, Ive been in hiding with the resistance and with the help of a good friend."

The two chatted for a while discussing all the events leading up till now.

"It looks like youve had a hell of a time Ishkevek. I am going to reconmend you for a promotion. We need men like you to lead our troops into battle." the officer said.

"Thank you sir. Although I could not have done it without the help of my comrade."

Eastern Sea, Stoklomolvi

Fifteen aerial transports, loaded with approximately 60 engineers and 40 Imperial Guardsmen each, flew across the Eastern Sea to Drvarska. Aboard each plane were also thirty crates full of supplies for the rebuilding of Drvarska, which Stoklomolvi has favourable relations with. The planes flew over the sea, while two small islands in the middle of the ocean started firing at them with flak guns. Nothing happened. So, the planes continued to fly.

Message to Drvarska
From: NeoAztec Marine Corps.
To: Drvarska High Command
We are glad that your civil war has been disputed and wish you the best luck with rebuilding. However, we ask for confirmation that we can pull out our Marine Corps due to them needing to be somewhere else. Thank you.
Joseph Cortez,
Marine Corp General

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Epilogue: Last Shot
Somewhere in Tenochtitlan's Market District, 1200 hours...
As Ex-Colonel Kabob Hertz began to close up his shop, he was accosted by a man wearing a large overcoat and dark sunglasses.

"Ah," Said Hertz, sitting down at his desk. "John. I thought you were dead." The man let out a humor-less laugh. "I would have been if it wasn't for a young man busting me out of prison." "Good for you," Kabob began to open his drawer where he kept his gun slowly. "So what do I owe to this visit."

Locke sighed, as if very old. "The NAI knows you set the Drvarskas. We know that you supplied the Commies with guns and information. We know that you compromised the mission, alerting them that I might be there." "Well," Said Hertz, pulling out his Colt slowly. "how did they find out?" John grinned. "DARKMAN. Our friend is really kind. We also know of all the associates you have." "Well, thats good for the NAI," Said Hertz as he pulled out his Colt and aimed it at John. "But bad for you!" He pulled the trigger.

Click.Nothing happened. John held up a clip of ammo. "I know where you keep your gun." Hertz sighed. "It was so close. Well," He held up his hands. "you can take me away." John shook his head. "No, we don't need to arrest you." John raised his Magnum and unloaded a round into Hertz's skull.

John exited the building, went into his car, and drove towards the countryside, and his final home.

To: The Drvarskan Government
From: All the Antigran Armed Forces stationed in Drvarska

It has ben a pleasure working with you to drive out the rebels and their barbarian ways, and we are just as pleased as you are that your war is over. Although we will be returning back to our families once we've done our share of the aid and rebuilding work, we hope we can remember you as friends and quite possibly allies.

P.S. We'll never get used to the spelling of your country's name, you need to do something about that. We'll remember you into the future and beyond.

Epilogue

Vladimir Orlov sat at his desk after he got back from a celebrating war room. He sighed deeply from tiredness and had a small shot of fine Drvarskan vodka. He thought of the perfect way to honor those nations who have contributed in the aid of Drvarska. A message was sent out to all allied leaders.

To: Allied nations of The Republic of Drvarska
From: Vladimir Orlov

We thank you deeply for your contribution in this conflict and we appreciate the aid and rebuilding of our nation. Below is a list of ships that have been named after those who have aided Drvarska in the time of need and to honor those who died under them.

SS "Alfegos" Iowa class Battleship
SS "Antigr" Iowa class Battleship
SS "NeoAztec" Iowa class Battleship
SS "Stoklomolvi" Iowa class Battleship

SS "Kansiov" Sovremenny class Destroyer
SS "Bull_Horns_Rule" Sovremenny class Destroyer
SS "Buddha_C" Sovremenny class Destroyer
SS "Royal Marines Commando" Sovremenny class Destroyer

Each ship is represented with two flag poles, one of the flag of the named nation and one of the flag of Drvarska. We thank you again and may your nations be honored.

Vladimir Orlov
President
The Republic of Drvarska

OOC: Awwwww, thanks.

NeoAztec Command
We thank Drvskra for naming a ship after our own country. We are also glad to have friendly relationships with this country. If you require assistance, deem it free to contact us.

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Add on Epilogue
SUBJECT: JOHN LOCKE
BORN: TENCHNOCHITLAN, NEOAZTEC
AGE: 65
SEX: MALE
STATUS: RETIREMENT PENDING; SITUATION AWARENESS LEVEL IS CODE: BLACK...

Drvarska, you RP very well.

You are one of the people who I'd rather RP with (Like Trivalvia and Hurtful Thoughts) and I look forward to do it again with you someday.

By the way, I OOC'd IN YOUR IC THREAD! :p:D

OOC: Thanks Antigr, but please I rather wish you post full OOC comments in the OOC thread about this. Thanks again.