NationStates Jolt Archive

IC:

Lt.Col Caryle said "Yes, but I have a plan.." He unrolled a map of the stronghold, and he said "We're going to inflitrate it, and bypass the defenses, via these tunnels that lead into the stronghold, our special operations teams made them for this one last battle. We're going to rig some dynamite near the ammo magazines underground, run the heck out of their, and blow that joint."

The corporal nodded his approval. "We'll need a smaller team for that. Much smaller. I think I have just the men." He vanished for a moment, and returned with two men, both in camos. "This is Steve, and this is Roger. Roger and Steve are the Black Rooster* agents who tagged along- they generally do in operations like this- they make good consultants." The two men nodded hellos. "These two are trained in all manner of covert tactics. Combined with some Calizorinstani forces, we should be able to blow that place to smithereens."

OOC:
*Black Rooster is the Faxanavian covert operations unit, and represents the Faxanavian penchant for naming things after chickens.

OOC: All that currently remains is Lichtenstein, which does not have a coast.

OOC dam Liechtenstein small , place holder on it till i see who got what around it

OOC dam Liechtenstein small , place holder on it till i see who got what around it

OOC: It is surrounded by Mazataka to the north, Zarbli to the east, and Zoingo to the south and west.

OOC: It is surrounded by Mazataka to the north, Zarbli to the east, and Zoingo to the south and west.

ooc: yep

OOC: It is surrounded by Mazataka to the north, Zarbli to the east, and Zoingo to the south and west.
OOC ok I'll take it seeing Imperial has nothing against two nations of Mazataka and Zoingo, don't know Zarbli first time i've seen the name

The corporal nodded his approval. "We'll need a smaller team for that. Much smaller. I think I have just the men." He vanished for a moment, and returned with two men, both in camos. "This is Steve, and this is Roger. Roger and Steve are the Black Rooster* agents who tagged along- they generally do in operations like this- they make good consultants." The two men nodded hellos. "These two are trained in all manner of covert tactics. Combined with some Calizorinstani forces, we should be able to blow that place to smithereens."

OOC:
*Black Rooster is the Faxanavian covert operations unit, and represents the Faxanavian penchant for naming things after chickens.

Lt.Col Caryle responded crisply "Nice to meet you Steve and Roger. We'll be assembling a team of 4-6 men, and they'll leave tonight, for I think we should do it under the cover of darkness. That would give us the element of surprise."

OOC: Ah, thanks! Our special operations team are called "Falcons", we like to name things after birds of prey.

occ: Calizorinstan, is your coast blocked off by the rebels?

Ic:

Official Communique

Royal Venitian Palace

To: The Armed Forces of Calizorinstan and Faxanavia

Our Colonial Legislature has pledged support and aid against the rebels that plague the countryside of the Calizorinstan colony. We are in the process of sending over money and supplies to your aid, and if you need be, we will be ready to send over troops. We have seen colonial uprisings like this before, and it may well-be that they can return without warning, and without a stronghold, so we advise that for the meantime, that everyone is on their toes. After this is over, we would like to expand our railway into your countries so that we are unified (metaphoricly) and economicly bonded. Also, the ports along the Croatian waterfront are open to you as well.

Once again, we are by your side.

Govenor Hexlem

occ: Calizorinstan, is your coast blocked off by the rebels?

Ic:

Official Communique

Royal Venitian Palace

To: The Armed Forces of Calizorinstan and Faxanavia

Our Colonial Legislature has pledged support and aid against the rebels that plague the countryside of the Calizorinstan colony. We are in the process of sending over money and supplies to your aid, and if you need be, we will be ready to send over troops. We have seen colonial uprisings like this before, and it may well-be that they can return without warning, and without a stronghold, so we advise that for the meantime, that everyone is on their toes. After this is over, we would like to expand our railway into your countries so that we are unified (metaphoricly) and economicly bonded. Also, the ports along the Croatian waterfront are open to you as well.

Once again, we are by your side.

Govenor Hexlem

OOC: No, but they're held up in a last stronghold, though I'm thinking of in the future having another "Romanian Campaign

IC:

We thank you for the kind offer, once this last rebel stronghold is gone, then it'll be back to normal. I doubt it'll happen again, but we'll keep on our guard. We'll be happy to let you build a railway in, once things settle down, thanks for opening your ports to us,

Sincerely,

General Roberts

OOC: No, but they're held up in a last stronghold, though I'm thinking of in the future having another "Romanian Campaign


occ: Really?

OOC ok I'll take it seeing Imperial has nothing against two nations of Mazataka and Zoingo, don't know Zarbli first time i've seen the name

OOC: Approved.

Lt.Col Caryle responded crisply "Nice to meet you Steve and Roger. We'll be assembling a team of 4-6 men, and they'll leave tonight, for I think we should do it under the cover of darkness. That would give us the element of surprise."

OOC: Ah, thanks! Our special operations team are called "Falcons", we like to name things after birds of prey.

The two men nodded, and retreated to their tent. They had things they had to put together.

Night fell. It was a cloudy, moonless night. Steve stared down at his hand, and realized he couldn't see it in the dark. With a sigh he tapped Roger lightly on the soldier. a moment later, he received a tap back. The two were ready to move out.

Their garb was unique. Both were dressed in lightweight, form-fitting, kevlar uniforms. Small backpacks were across their shoulders, and handguns in holsters on their hip. Night vision goggles flipped into place simultaneously. This entire get-up was black, save for the white chickens head on the shoulder. The standard issue garb of the black roosters. The two men moved silently towards the center of the camp, where they stood, awaiting the Calizorinstanis.

OOC: No, but they're held up in a last stronghold, though I'm thinking of in the future having another "Romanian Campaign

IC:

We thank you for the kind offer, once this last rebel stronghold is gone, then it'll be back to normal. I doubt it'll happen again, but we'll keep on our guard. We'll be happy to let you build a railway in, once things settle down, thanks for opening your ports to us,

Sincerely,

General Roberts

We know that this is a bit early, but we have looked at the current maps of the colonies and we have proposed plans for the railway.

Attached Map: http://img161.imageshack.us/my.php?image=railssp9.png

ooc: Also a hint hint for Faxanavia, the message 5 posts above addresses you as well

occ: Calizorinstan, is your coast blocked off by the rebels?

Ic:

Official Communique

Royal Venitian Palace

To: The Armed Forces of Calizorinstan and Faxanavia

Our Colonial Legislature has pledged support and aid against the rebels that plague the countryside of the Calizorinstan colony. We are in the process of sending over money and supplies to your aid, and if you need be, we will be ready to send over troops. We have seen colonial uprisings like this before, and it may well-be that they can return without warning, and without a stronghold, so we advise that for the meantime, that everyone is on their toes. After this is over, we would like to expand our railway into your countries so that we are unified (metaphoricly) and economicly bonded. Also, the ports along the Croatian waterfront are open to you as well.

Once again, we are by your side.

Govenor Hexlem

We thankyou for your kind offer, however at this time your aid is not necesarry. The majority of the rebels have been handled already, and we expect that all that are left will follow suit shortly.

However, we are greatly interested in your suggestion of expansion. We have viewed your suggested design, and approve it. Zoingo is a fellow nation in the League of Imperial Ocean-faring Nations, and we always wish to build stronger bonds. We thank you, as well, for allowing us to utulize your ports. In return, we shall allow any ship of Zoingo's to utulize any and all ports along the borders of Peloponnesus, the island to the south of Faxanavian Europia. Also, if Calizorinstan finds it agreeable, we will allow Zoingo to utulize Unity Air Force Base in Romania upon its construction.

Respectfully yours,
Johan Albringer
Governor

|Official Message from Faxanavian Europia|
From: Faxanavian Europia
To: Zoingo, Aurum Domus, Ok-La-Ho-Ma, and Calizorinstan

Dear sirs,
Greetings. For those of you who do not know me, my name is Johan Albringer. I contact you to request as to whether or not you wish to attend a summit of peoples- specifically, we the colonies of south-east Europia Conquistada. This summit, which shall be held in the capital of Faxanavian Europia, Albringer, will be to help promote free trade and alliance between we close nations of the south east. In times such as ours, with the Uir-Anbian war and the uprising in Calizorinstan, it is important that we band together. This summit will serve as a meeting place where in we may assemble alliances and trade pacts, to better serve each other. Imperator Hephaestus Blackforge will be in attendance, and looks forward to seeing you there.

Respectfully yours,
Johan Albringer
Governor

We thankyou for your kind offer, however at this time your aid is not necesarry. The majority of the rebels have been handled already, and we expect that all that are left will follow suit shortly.

However, we are greatly interested in your suggestion of expansion. We have viewed your suggested design, and approve it. Zoingo is a fellow nation in the League of Imperial Ocean-faring Nations, and we always wish to build stronger bonds. We thank you, as well, for allowing us to utulize your ports. In return, we shall allow any ship of Zoingo's to utulize any and all ports along the borders of Peloponnesus, the island to the south of Faxanavian Europia. Also, if Calizorinstan finds it agreeable, we will allow Zoingo to utulize Unity Air Force Base in Romania upon its construction.

Respectfully yours,
Johan Albringer
Governor

We fully understand. But if you ever need our help in this sort of conflict again, just ask us, and we will be there to aid a fellow LION ally. If the rebels are to follow suit just as you said, then it wont be a problem.

On another note, we are glad that you approve of the suggested design, and that you wish to seek stronger bonds with us. The railway out of Zargrab to Belegrad will begin as soon as this message is finished. And we find it okay if Calizorinstan says that we can use this new Unity Air Force Base.

Yours,
Frank Hexlem
Govenor

Near the Kroandoan Outpost
Ukraine

It was near dark, and Sgt.Moody and SGT. Price whispred "There's the outpost ahead, how do we avoid getting caught, that's the question.."

Lieutenant Cole thought for a second then whispered, "This place is small, we easily go around it but I'm sure they'd see us from the towers. We could create a distraction then slip past. Any ideas?"

|Official Message from Faxanavian Europia|
From: Faxanavian Europia
To: Zoingo, Aurum Domus, Ok-La-Ho-Ma, and Calizorinstan

Dear sirs,
Greetings. For those of you who do not know me, my name is Johan Albringer. I contact you to request as to whether or not you wish to attend a summit of peoples- specifically, we the colonies of south-east Europia Conquistada. This summit, which shall be held in the capital of Faxanavian Europia, Albringer, will be to help promote free trade and alliance between we close nations of the south east. In times such as ours, with the Uir-Anbian war and the uprising in Calizorinstan, it is important that we band together. This summit will serve as a meeting place where in we may assemble alliances and trade pacts, to better serve each other. Imperator Hephaestus Blackforge will be in attendance, and looks forward to seeing you there.

Respectfully yours,
Johan Albringer
Governor

From: Grand Admiral of the Commonwealth Jackson Raven
Govenor General of Chippawa(Cyprus)and Osage(Crete), Ute(Rhodes)
Europia Conquistada

To office of : Johan Albringer
Governor Of Faxnavian Colonies

On behalf of the Commonwealth of Ok-La-Ho-Ma We accept your invitation
as we look forward to profitable indeavors in these new found lands.
Our commonwealth gives us a great deal of autonomy in our dealings in our assigned regions and allow us to make decisions most beneficial to our Lands and resources.

|Official Message from Faxanavian Europia|
From: Faxanavian Europia
To: Zoingo, Aurum Domus, Ok-La-Ho-Ma, and Calizorinstan

Dear sirs,
Greetings. For those of you who do not know me, my name is Johan Albringer. I contact you to request as to whether or not you wish to attend a summit of peoples- specifically, we the colonies of south-east Europia Conquistada. This summit, which shall be held in the capital of Faxanavian Europia, Albringer, will be to help promote free trade and alliance between we close nations of the south east. In times such as ours, with the Uir-Anbian war and the uprising in Calizorinstan, it is important that we band together. This summit will serve as a meeting place where in we may assemble alliances and trade pacts, to better serve each other. Imperator Hephaestus Blackforge will be in attendance, and looks forward to seeing you there.

Respectfully yours,
Johan Albringer
Governor

ooc: I accept, but where is Albringer?

|Official Message from Faxanavian Europia|
From: Faxanavian Europia
To: Zoingo, Aurum Domus, Ok-La-Ho-Ma, and Calizorinstan

Dear sirs,
Greetings. For those of you who do not know me, my name is Johan Albringer. I contact you to request as to whether or not you wish to attend a summit of peoples- specifically, we the colonies of south-east Europia Conquistada. This summit, which shall be held in the capital of Faxanavian Europia, Albringer, will be to help promote free trade and alliance between we close nations of the south east. In times such as ours, with the Uir-Anbian war and the uprising in Calizorinstan, it is important that we band together. This summit will serve as a meeting place where in we may assemble alliances and trade pacts, to better serve each other. Imperator Hephaestus Blackforge will be in attendance, and looks forward to seeing you there.

Respectfully yours,
Johan Albringer
Governor

The Imperial Governor and a small Imperial guard detachment will be in attendance.

We fully understand. But if you ever need our help in this sort of conflict again, just ask us, and we will be there to aid a fellow LION ally. If the rebels are to follow suit just as you said, then it wont be a problem.

On another note, we are glad that you approve of the suggested design, and that you wish to seek stronger bonds with us. The railway out of Zargrab to Belegrad will begin as soon as this message is finished. And we find it okay if Calizorinstan says that we can use this new Unity Air Force Base.

Yours,
Frank Hexlem
Govenor

You are allowed to use Unity Air Force Base, now it'll be a tri nation joint base, which means all three of use will share in the costs of it, and the usage also, and the benefit will be great.

General Roberts

The two men nodded, and retreated to their tent. They had things they had to put together.

Night fell. It was a cloudy, moonless night. Steve stared down at his hand, and realized he couldn't see it in the dark. With a sigh he tapped Roger lightly on the soldier. a moment later, he received a tap back. The two were ready to move out.

Their garb was unique. Both were dressed in lightweight, form-fitting, kevlar uniforms. Small backpacks were across their shoulders, and handguns in holsters on their hip. Night vision goggles flipped into place simultaneously. This entire get-up was black, save for the white chickens head on the shoulder. The standard issue garb of the black roosters. The two men moved silently towards the center of the camp, where they stood, awaiting the Calizorinstanis.

The 4 men approached the two Black Roosters, and nodded, the leader was Corporal John Strauss and they were the standard special operations clothes with kelvar helmets and body armor. They carried silenced IAI Galils, and silenced Desert Eagles. John said "We're ready to move out, we're going to be driven in a truck, to near the stronghold, then we'll walk it.." He motioned to the M-37 truck, and he climbed in the front, and the rest got in the back, and they waited for the Black Roosters..

OOC: I'll respond to the other posts tomorrow, good night everyone.

You are allowed to use Unity Air Force Base, now it'll be a tri nation joint base, which means all three of use will share in the costs of it, and the usage also, and the benefit will be great.

General Roberts

OOC: I'll respond to the other posts tomorrow, good night everyone.

Wonderfull! We shall send over the necessary money to cover our share of the costs and matinence rates. Where is the base located? We will need coordinates to land our planes at.

ooc: Good night :)

From: Grand Admiral of the Commonwealth Jackson Raven
Govenor General of Chippawa(Cyprus)and Osage(Crete), Ute(Rhodes)
Europia Conquistada

To office of : Johan Albringer
Governor Of Faxnavian Colonies

On behalf of the Commonwealth of Ok-La-Ho-Ma We accept your invitation
as we look forward to profitable indeavors in these new found lands.
Our commonwealth gives us a great deal of autonomy in our dealings in our assigned regions and allow us to make decisions most beneficial to our Lands and resources.

We thank you for accepting, and hope to see you there.

ooc: I accept, but where is Albringer?

OOC: It's in the south, located approximately where Athens is in modern day Greece.

IC: We thank you for accepting, and hope to see you there.

The Imperial Governor and a small Imperial guard detachment will be in attendance.

We thank you for accepting, and hope to see you there.

You are allowed to use Unity Air Force Base, now it'll be a tri nation joint base, which means all three of use will share in the costs of it, and the usage also, and the benefit will be great.

General Roberts



The 4 men approached the two Black Roosters, and nodded, the leader was Corporal John Strauss and they were the standard special operations clothes with kelvar helmets and body armor. They carried silenced IAI Galils, and silenced Desert Eagles. John said "We're ready to move out, we're going to be driven in a truck, to near the stronghold, then we'll walk it.." He motioned to the M-37 truck, and he climbed in the front, and the rest got in the back, and they waited for the Black Roosters..

OOC: I'll respond to the other posts tomorrow, good night everyone.

The two men moved wordlessly into the truck. They both checked the silencers on their weapons (Dessert Eagles as well.), and the contents of thier backpacks. They had some interesting stuff in there.

The truck rolled away, silently, into the night.

Sofia, Federal Terrority of Bulgaria

The streets were lined with vehicles from the Federal Army and the local forces. The event was the laying the framework for a very important matter, the establishing of Bulgaria as a Federal Commonwealth. Federal Commonwealth was a self-governing republic that was part of Brydog. This status give their independence and allowed them to rule their own land and have full support of Brydog. The process was long taken at least 4 months and at most 6 years. This was the beginning of the the long road. Lt. Gen. Miller, Secretary of State Muller, and Bulgarian officials began the process of discussing the plan. The first matter was the discussing of how the Bulgarian republic who be governed, the system of government was a simple two separate offices, The Lord Chancellor of Brydog being Head of State and HoG, a elected Bulgarian official. Some want both to be Bulgarians, and have the former tribal leader, the HoS. Others agreed with the Brydog system. A vote who be held to decided on the system of government. The men move on and discuss other important matters.

Admiral Aliana Dreadsong was mad. Mad because she had made her fleet look foolish, mad because she was bored, and mad because her now ex-intel officer had passed out in the middle of his chatisement. Therefore, her lieutenant was very cautious when he adressed her.

"Umm, M'am? our new intel officer sent a communique saying hes got some information for you."

The admiral's glare caused a flinch in her XO, who nontheless stood bravely before her. "Well?" She asked him in a deceptivly calm voice.

"Current intel claims that the Calizorinstanian colonial government is dealing with a rebellion. They seem to have defeated most of the agressing force, but currently the remaining rebels have holed up in a coastal stronghold that would be very difficult for the "Calis" to take. Our intel officer happened to note however, that the rebel stronghold had a marked lack of strong sea defenses."

The Lieutenant fell silent, watching as his CO mulled the news over. Finally she smiled. "Lieutenent, i want you to send a message to the "Calis", this is what we'll tell them...

Message
To: The Colonial Goverment of Calizorinstan.
From: Admiral Aliana Dreadsong, Third Imperial Fleet of Ice Forge.
Message: We of the Third Fleet have heard of your rebel problems and would like to propose a deal. We are willing to lend the might of the entire Third Fleet, a naval group of over forty vessels of all types, against any remaining rebel targets. In exchange for this service, all we ask is permission to set up a naval base on your coast to serve as our Base of Operations in this region. Any further details may be worked out if you so choose at your convienance.

Respectfully,
Admiral Aliana Dreadsong, Commander: Third Imperial Fleet

Venice,Ca' Rezzonico

Ca' Renzzonico (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Ca%27_Rezzonico.jpg), the home of the Govenor, was about to be vacant for a while, as he was leaving for the Faxanavia colony capital of Albringer. But he decided to travel in style, so he waited for the tracks to be built into the city.

Greece,Albringer

The railroad workers for the most part, worked hard to get up the inscribed railroad finished as soon as Faxanavia approved it, and had been laying tracks almost non stop. But finally, one afternoon, the tracks had finally been laid, and crows cheered (I guess) as the station in Albringer was finally finished. And a messenger was sent back by cart to Venice.

_________________________________

"Sir, telegram from the railroad!" the messenger yelled as he barged into the palace.

Govenor Hexlem read the telegram, folded it up, grabed his suitcase, and departed for the Venitian train station. The tracks were electric, but the TGV trains had not yet arrived from Zoingo, so he would be taking a Iron Horse (steam engine) to Albringer. As the train started to move and its whitsle blew, crowds waved goodby to him as left for the new country.

We regret to inform all attendees that the his lordship, the Imperator, will not be in attendance, due to unavoidable happenstance in the homeland. However, the summit will continue as planned.

Respectfully yours,
Johan Albringer
Governor

OOC: For more on why he can't attend, check out my new thread,"Removing the Red" (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=546943).

Venice,Ca' Rezzonico

Ca' Renzzonico (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Ca%27_Rezzonico.jpg), the home of the Govenor, was about to be vacant for a while, as he was leaving for the Faxanavia colony capital of Albringer. But he decided to travel in style, so he waited for the tracks to be built into the city.

Greece,Albringer

The railroad workers for the most part, worked hard to get up the inscribed railroad finished as soon as Faxanavia approved it, and had been laying tracks almost non stop. But finally, one afternoon, the tracks had finally been laid, and crows cheered (I guess) as the station in Albringer was finally finished. And a messenger was sent back by cart to Venice.

_________________________________

"Sir, telegram from the railroad!" the messenger yelled as he barged into the palace.

Govenor Hexlem read the telegram, folded it up, grabed his suitcase, and departed for the Venitian train station. The tracks were electric, but the TGV trains had not yet arrived from Zoingo, so he would be taking a Iron Horse (steam engine) to Albringer. As the train started to move and its whitsle blew, crowds waved goodby to him as left for the new country.

Johan was awaiting the governor's arrival at the new rail-road station. It was a thing of beauty. All steel and glass and marble, with great electric scrolling signs, and a vast entranceway. It was a beautiful sight to behold, and Johan drank it in as he awaited the arrival of the Governor Hexlem. Suddenly, a long, black, steam train drew into the station. Governor Albringer waited with baited breath. Surely, this was it...

"Come along Maurice, and tell the guards that it is time to leave." Ryan Hexlem ordered. He presumed to the front of the train to depart into this whole new area that he had never seen.

"Wow sir, this station is absolutly facinating," Maurice commented, holding his bags.

"Indeed, the railroad is a thing of beauty now, but who is supposed to take us to the party." Ryan replied.

"Come along Maurice, and tell the guards that it is time to leave." Ryan Hexlem ordered. He presumed to the front of the train to depart into this whole new area that he had never seen.

"Wow sir, this station is absolutly facinating," Maurice commented, holding his bags.

"Indeed, the railroad is a thing of beauty now, but who is supposed to take us to the party." Ryan replied.

Johan approached Ryan with a grin. "Greetings. I assume you are Governor Hexlem, no? I am Governor Johan Albringer." He extended his hand. "Welcome to Faxanavian Europia, governor."

Johan approached Ryan with a grin. "Greetings. I assume you are Governor Hexlem, no? I am Governor Johan Albringer." He extended his hand. "Welcome to Faxanavian Europia, governor."

"Yes I most indeed am," Ryan replied, "And this is my assistant Maurice."

"An honor," Maurice greeted.

"I am deeply taken aback by this first impression of Faxanavain Europa, it truly is facinating." Ryan commented.

"Yes I most indeed am," Ryan replied, "And this is my assistant Maurice."

"An honor," Maurice greeted.

"I am deeply taken aback by this first impression of Faxanavain Europa, it truly is facinating." Ryan commented.

The governor returned Maurice's greeting. "Yes, it is truly an incredible land. When I arrived, I had no idea what it would be like. And, I know it can only grow from here, thanks to Faxanavian partnerings with nations like Calizorinstan and Zoingo." The Johan led the governor and Maurice to a waiting car outside of the terminal. "We shall be proceeding to the Hotel Europia, where you and your fellow representatives shall be staying for the duration of the summit." He offered the governor and his assitant water from a cooler. "Now, do you have any questions regarding your stay, or Faxanavian Europia, or anything for that matter?

Message
To: The Colonial Goverment of Calizorinstan.
From: Admiral Aliana Dreadsong, Third Imperial Fleet of Ice Forge.
Message: We of the Third Fleet have heard of your rebel problems and would like to propose a deal. We are willing to lend the might of the entire Third Fleet, a naval group of over forty vessels of all types, against any remaining rebel targets. In exchange for this service, all we ask is permission to set up a naval base on your coast to serve as our Base of Operations in this region. Any further details may be worked out if you so choose at your convienance.

Respectfully,
Admiral Aliana Dreadsong, Commander: Third Imperial Fleet

From: The Colonial Government of Calizorinstan
To:Admiral Aliana Dreadsong, Third Imperial Fleet of Ice Forge.

We agree to letting you have a naval base on the coast, it'll be near our port of Port Trinidad, which is our naval base in that area also. There is one more suspected rebel stronghold beside the one you mentioned, it's also on the coast, 15 miles north of where your naval base will be. The special operations forces are onto the rebel headquarters already.

We appreciate the help, and to better co-ordinate the attacks, we suggest that I (General Roberts) have a meeting with you Admiral, in order to discuss the plans,

Signed,
General Roberts
Colonial Government of Calizorinstan

The two men moved wordlessly into the truck. They both checked the silencers on their weapons (Dessert Eagles as well.), and the contents of thier backpacks. They had some interesting stuff in there.

The truck rolled away, silently, into the night.

The truck drove for a while, then it let the men off near the base of a steep hill, and Corporal John Strauss and his men got out, and motioned for the Black Roosters to follow them. The group crept stealthily along, until the got to an opening in the hill, and John checked the entrance, and it was clear, so he went in first.

The truck drove for a while, then it let the men off near the base of a steep hill, and Corporal John Strauss and his men got out, and motioned for the Black Roosters to follow them. The group crept stealthily along, until the got to an opening in the hill, and John checked the entrance, and it was clear, so he went in first.

The two followed closely behind the Calizorinstani special forces. The tunnel they entered was long, and damp, and dark. Roger slipped down his night vision gogles, and Steve did like wise.

The two followed closely behind the Calizorinstani special forces. The tunnel they entered was long, and damp, and dark. Roger slipped down his night vision gogles, and Steve did like wise.

John Strauss also slipped down his night vision googles, and so did the rest of the men. Then he stopped, for there was a dead end, but a right turn lead, but he cautiously leaned and looked what was ahead. He was glad he did, for there were some guards, rebel guards obviously with AK-74M assault rifles. John leaned back and told all of the men what was ahead.

The governor returned Maurice's greeting. "Yes, it is truly an incredible land. When I arrived, I had no idea what it would be like. And, I know it can only grow from here, thanks to Faxanavian partnerings with nations like Calizorinstan and Zoingo." The Johan led the governor and Maurice to a waiting car outside of the terminal. "We shall be proceeding to the Hotel Europia, where you and your fellow representatives shall be staying for the duration of the summit." He offered the governor and his assitant water from a cooler. "Now, do you have any questions regarding your stay, or Faxanavian Europia, or anything for that matter?

"We wanted to know what exports you have, and imports that you need so that our trade relations can be alot better and we can aquire better deals." Ryan replied.

John Strauss also slipped down his night vision googles, and so did the rest of the men. Then he stopped, for there was a dead end, but a right turn lead, but he cautiously leaned and looked what was ahead. He was glad he did, for there were some guards, rebel guards obviously with AK-74M assault rifles. John leaned back and told all of the men what was ahead.

The two men nodded, and, wordlessly, moved forward. Using the darkness like a cloak, Roger moved forward until he was just out of the pool of light cast by the guards lamps. He removed from his backpack a flash grenade. Closing his eyes and flipping off his goggles, he rolled it gently into the pool of light. The guards screamed, and several fired. The two men ducked and rolled, avoiding the bullets. But, the guards stood, blinded. The first was dispatched by a bullet to the chest. The second one was dispatched as Steve broke his knees, dropping him to the ground in pain. Finally, the third was removed by Roger with a quick flick of the knife in the velcro pocket on his leg. The two men ripped the stocks from the AK-74's, and then beckoned for their companions to move forward.

The two men nodded, and, wordlessly, moved forward. Using the darkness like a cloak, Roger moved forward until he was just out of the pool of light cast by the guards lamps. He removed from his backpack a flash grenade. Closing his eyes and flipping off his goggles, he rolled it gently into the pool of light. The guards screamed, and several fired. The two men ducked and rolled, avoiding the bullets. But, the guards stood, blinded. The first was dispatched by a bullet to the chest. The second one was dispatched as Steve broke his knees, dropping him to the ground in pain. Finally, the third was removed by Roger with a quick flick of the knife in the velcro pocket on his leg. The two men ripped the stocks from the AK-74's, and then beckoned for their companions to move forward.


John and his men continued on, and they heard a shout of German, and John saw another guard, which he silently broke the neck off, and beckoned the others to continue. They then saw the ammo magazine, which wasn't guarded.

John went in and planted some time explosives and he whispered "Let's get out of here before the place blows.." They went back on their trail, and went back outside, and into the truck. Soon, the rebel stronghold would blow..

"We wanted to know what exports you have, and imports that you need so that our trade relations can be alot better and we can aquire better deals." Ryan replied.

The car rolled down the paved streets as Johan made a list. "Well, we export stone, copper, and zinc, as well as other minerals, found locally. We have found olives growing wild here which produce some of the finest olive oil you will find anywhere. In the south and west, we have access to many salt and fresh water fish of all kinds. And finally, our most precious resource: much of the land to the north contains diamonds." He thought for a moment, then said, "What we require? We need building materials- steel, iron, glass, wood, prefabricated buildings. Things to help us expand."

From: The Colonial Government of Calizorinstan
To:Admiral Aliana Dreadsong, Third Imperial Fleet of Ice Forge.

We agree to letting you have a naval base on the coast, it'll be near our port of Port Trinidad, which is our naval base in that area also. There is one more suspected rebel stronghold beside the one you mentioned, it's also on the coast, 15 miles north of where your naval base will be. The special operations forces are onto the rebel headquarters already.

We appreciate the help, and to better co-ordinate the attacks, we suggest that I (General Roberts) have a meeting with you Admiral, in order to discuss the plans,

Signed,
General Roberts
Colonial Government of Calizorinstan

To: The Colonial Government of Calizorinstan
From: Admiral Aliana Dreadsong, Third Imperial Fleet of Ice Forge

Message: I am glad to hear of your agreement to our proposal. If you wish to discuss strategy personally, i shall be moving my Flagship, the IFS NightSong, as well as the majority of the Third Fleet, to a position fifteen miles off the coast of Calizorinstan, parralel to your own navel base, and shall arrive at approximently 1200 tomorrow. I would appreciate your visit, as Ice Forge High Comm, has asked me to hammer out terms for this deal, possibly to the tune of making formal alliance in the future.

Respectfully,
Admiral Aliana Dreadsong
Commander: Third Imperial Fleet

(OOC: Just thought i should mention, nowhere in my previous message did i mention our knowledge of the rebel implacements. Just thought you should know.)

John and his men continued on, and they heard a shout of German, and John saw another guard, which he silently broke the neck off, and beckoned the others to continue. They then saw the ammo magazine, which wasn't guarded.

John went in and planted some time explosives and he whispered "Let's get out of here before the place blows.." They went back on their trail, and went back outside, and into the truck. Soon, the rebel stronghold would blow..

Roger halted for a moment, planting C-4 explosives on the tunnel exit, blocking off any hope of chasing them. Then, he and Steve stepped back to await the fireworks display.

Roger halted for a moment, planting C-4 explosives on the tunnel exit, blocking off any hope of chasing them. Then, he and Steve stepped back to await the fireworks display.

The stronghold blew into thousands of pieces, in an amazing display of fireworks, and men's shouts came from within the walls. John Strauss and his men let Roger and Steve get in the truck first.

Just then, a Jeep drove down the road, obviously a rebel contingent that had heard the noise and John said "I'll cover for you!" He fired at the Jeep, and killed the driver and the passengers, and ran and jumped into the truck, and fired at the other rebels coming.

The stronghold blew into thousands of pieces, in an amazing display of fireworks, and men's shouts came from within the walls. John Strauss and his men let Roger and Steve get in the truck first.

Just then, a Jeep drove down the road, obviously a rebel contingent that had heard the noise and John said "I'll cover for you!" He fired at the Jeep, and killed the driver and the passengers, and ran and jumped into the truck, and fired at the other rebels coming.

The two lept into the truck. They opened fire themselves at the oncoming rebels. Steve began to rummage in his pack, and pulled several packages out of it. Hurling them onto the road, he yelled, "Drive!" The car hurtled off, and he pulled out another thing from his pack- a detonator. Flipping back the cap, he squeezed the the button, and three packs of high explosive detonated behind the truck, right in the massed rebels.

The two lept into the truck. They opened fire themselves at the oncoming rebels. Steve began to rummage in his pack, and pulled several packages out of it. Hurling them onto the road, he yelled, "Drive!" The car hurtled off, and he pulled out another thing from his pack- a detonator. Flipping back the cap, he squeezed the the button, and three packs of high explosive detonated behind the truck, right in the massed rebels.

It killed alot of the massed rebels, and John thought they were clear, but up ahead was a roadblack, and he said to Terry the driver "Ram the roadblock!" He stood up with his M-4A1 rifle and fired at the guards as they smashed through the roadblock, and he ducked down to avoid a tree.

He looked ahead and he saw a rebel T-34 tank ahead with a platoon of rebels, and he hissed to Terry "Go offroad!", Terry swerved and drove down a rough trail down..

The car rolled down the paved streets as Johan made a list. "Well, we export stone, copper, and zinc, as well as other minerals, found locally. We have found olives growing wild here which produce some of the finest olive oil you will find anywhere. In the south and west, we have access to many salt and fresh water fish of all kinds. And finally, our most precious resource: much of the land to the north contains diamonds." He thought for a moment, then said, "What we require? We need building materials- steel, iron, glass, wood, prefabricated buildings. Things to help us expand."

"We are in the market for mostly minerals and for tools, as well as clay, sand, and a bit of wood, so that we can build up on Venice. We export iron, glass, marble, all types of grain, Cheeses, fine wines and oils, vegtables, fruits, clothes and high fassion designes, Dye, Fish, Coal.......and Im not supposed to tell anyone this but....." Hexlem explained and lowered his voice "The Mountains In Switzerland, Slovenia, and Upper Italy are rumored to have some Gold reserves, and huge Silver veins running all across the mountains."

It killed alot of the massed rebels, and John thought they were clear, but up ahead was a roadblack, and he said to Terry the driver "Ram the roadblock!" He stood up with his M-4A1 rifle and fired at the guards as they smashed through the roadblock, and he ducked down to avoid a tree.

He looked ahead and he saw a rebel T-34 tank ahead with a platoon of rebels, and he hissed to Terry "Go offroad!", Terry swerved and drove down a rough trail down..

OOC: Did you notice my invite to the summit included Calizorinstan? Just wanted to let you know.

IC:
The truck bounced and bumped along the road. Steve and Roger began firing with their pistols at the oncoming enemy, hoping that the blasts would distract them long enough to make a mistake. Roger turned to John. "We're ready and able to call in air support, whenever you think we need it."

OOC: Did you notice my invite to the summit included Calizorinstan? Just wanted to let you know.

IC:
The truck bounced and bumped along the road. Steve and Roger began firing with their pistols at the oncoming enemy, hoping that the blasts would distract them long enough to make a mistake. Roger turned to John. "We're ready and able to call in air support, whenever you think we need it."

OOC: Alright, mind if I skip RP'ing the arrival, and that I'm there, where are they now so I can RP him...

IC:

John said "I've got it.." He said into the radio "Hawker Flight, we need air support, this is Moray Zero Two Zero, at the co-ordinates specified.." Hawker Flight replied "Roger Moray, we're on our way.." Soon, the Hawker Cossacks arrived on scene and dropped 6 five hundred pound bombs on the massed rebels, that took care of them.

Terry continued driving, and now that trail stopped in a forest, but there was nobody pursuing them and John said "Now were do we go, into the forest?"

To Calizorinstan government

we hear you have rebels holding up in a coastal stronghold , well the Imperial Navy has a Task forces passing by on the way home the can stop by and rain 18.1 in Shells onto it from our Battleships , Battlecruisers and Cruisers

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"We are in the market for mostly minerals and for tools, as well as clay, sand, and a bit of wood, so that we can build up on Venice. We export iron, glass, marble, all types of grain, Cheeses, fine wines and oils, vegtables, fruits, clothes and high fassion designes, Dye, Fish, Coal.......and Im not supposed to tell anyone this but....." Hexlem explained and lowered his voice "The Mountains In Switzerland, Slovenia, and Upper Italy are rumored to have some Gold reserves, and huge Silver veins running all across the mountains."

The governor nodded, conspiratorially. "Well, this shall be an interesting summit, then." They had arrived at the hotel. A vast affair, it towered upwards. Its great open air courtyard led into a main lobby with a towering white statue of Charles L'Enphant, founder of Faxanavia, dominating it. It was an incredible building indeed. Here, the representatives from four colonies (Zoingo, Aurum Domus, Ok-La-Ho-Ma, and Calizorinstan if he accepts) would stay, and the summit would be held.

OOC: Caliz, you never responded to my post, we can't let this thing die. Oh and whoever is putting silencers on Desert Eagles is stupid. Using thme for combat in general is stupid.

OOC: Alright, mind if I skip RP'ing the arrival, and that I'm there, where are they now so I can RP him...

IC:

John said "I've got it.." He said into the radio "Hawker Flight, we need air support, this is Moray Zero Two Zero, at the co-ordinates specified.." Hawker Flight replied "Roger Moray, we're on our way.." Soon, the Hawker Cossacks arrived on scene and dropped 6 five hundred pound bombs on the massed rebels, that took care of them.

Terry continued driving, and now that trail stopped in a forest, but there was nobody pursuing them and John said "Now were do we go, into the forest?"

OOC: Fine by me. They're at the hotel where the reps are staying. See my above post with the arrival of the Zoingo rep.

IC:

Roger nodded. "Basic escape tactics. Get as lost as you can, and nobody can find you. I've got a GPS in my bag. Drive for about 15 more minutes, and we'll return to base camp from there."

(OOC: just like to point out to Calizorinstan that i replied to his message a few posts up, in case he missed it)

The governor nodded, conspiratorially. "Well, this shall be an interesting summit, then." They had arrived at the hotel. A vast affair, it towered upwards. Its great open air courtyard led into a main lobby with a towering white statue of Charles L'Enphant, founder of Faxanavia, dominating it. It was an incredible building indeed. Here, the representatives from four colonies (Zoingo, Aurum Domus, Ok-La-Ho-Ma, and Calizorinstan if he accepts) would stay, and the summit would be held.

"Who is this?" Asked Ryan as he pointed to the statue.

OOC: Caliz, you never responded to my post, we can't let this thing die. Oh and whoever is putting silencers on Desert Eagles is stupid. Using thme for combat in general is stupid.

OOC: I won't, I'm sorry. Kroando want's us to start a thread about it..

OOC: Fine by me. They're at the hotel where the reps are staying. See my above post with the arrival of the Zoingo rep.

IC:

Roger nodded. "Basic escape tactics. Get as lost as you can, and nobody can find you. I've got a GPS in my bag. Drive for about 15 more minutes, and we'll return to base camp from there."

OOC: Okay..

IC:
John told this to Terry, and they drove into the forest, away from the rebels, or the remnants of them.

The governor nodded, conspiratorially. "Well, this shall be an interesting summit, then." They had arrived at the hotel. A vast affair, it towered upwards. Its great open air courtyard led into a main lobby with a towering white statue of Charles L'Enphant, founder of Faxanavia, dominating it. It was an incredible building indeed. Here, the representatives from four colonies (Zoingo, Aurum Domus, Ok-La-Ho-Ma, and Calizorinstan if he accepts) would stay, and the summit would be held.

General Roberts walked in, and he saw the governor and he said "I'm General Roberts from the Colonist Government of Calizorinstan.."

(OOC: just like to point out to Calizorinstan that i replied to his message a few posts up, in case he missed it)

OOC: Okay, I'll check it out..

General Roberts walked in, and he saw the governor and he said "I'm General Roberts from the Colonist Government of Calizorinstan.."

"Nice to meet you Mr. Roberts, Im Govenor Hexlem from the Zoingonian colony," Ryan said, holding out his hand.

"Who is this?" Asked Ryan as he pointed to the statue.

"Aah. That's Grand Vizier Charles L'Enphant. He's the founder of Faxanavia. He established the very first government within it, and was in charge of annexing the two island states, Remulus and Romus. He was also awarded, post-mortem, the Confuto Altus Imperator, which means he holds the highest military rank in all of Faxanavia."

OOC: I won't, I'm sorry. Kroando want's us to start a thread about it..



OOC: Okay..

IC:
John told this to Terry, and they drove into the forest, away from the rebels, or the remnants of them.

They returned to base camp minutes later. The two men unpacked their equipment, and reported back to Corporal McGuffin.

"Aah. That's Grand Vizier Charles L'Enphant. He's the founder of Faxanavia. He established the very first government within it, and was in charge of annexing the two island states, Remulus and Romus. He was also awarded, post-mortem, the Confuto Altus Imperator, which means he holds the highest military rank in all of Faxanavia."

"Wow," Maurice replied.

General Roberts walked in, and he saw the governor and he said "I'm General Roberts from the Colonist Government of Calizorinstan.."

Johan smiled. "General Roberts. A pleasure as always."

"Nice to meet you Mr. Roberts, Im Govenor Hexlem from the Zoingonian colony," Ryan said, holding out his hand.

General Roberts shook Ryan Hexlem's hand and he said "It's a pleasure Mr. Hexlem.
Johan smiled. "General Roberts. A pleasure as always."

He turned to Johan and he said "It's a pleasure to see you again as well, what do we wish to discuss?

The Calizorinstanian Special Operations returned to base, and now the Rebel's Eagle Nest was destroyed..

To: The Colonial Government of Calizorinstan
From: Admiral Aliana Dreadsong, Third Imperial Fleet of Ice Forge

Message: I am glad to hear of your agreement to our proposal. If you wish to discuss strategy personally, i shall be moving my Flagship, the IFS NightSong, as well as the majority of the Third Fleet, to a position fifteen miles off the coast of Calizorinstan, parralel to your own navel base, and shall arrive at approximently 1200 tomorrow. I would appreciate your visit, as Ice Forge High Comm, has asked me to hammer out terms for this deal, possibly to the tune of making formal alliance in the future.

Respectfully,
Admiral Aliana Dreadsong
Commander: Third Imperial Fleet

(OOC: Just thought i should mention, nowhere in my previous message did i mention our knowledge of the rebel implacements. Just thought you should know.)

OOC: Okay.

IC:

To:Admiral Aliana Dreadsong, Third Imperial Fleet of Ice Forge
From:The Colonial Government of Calizorinstan

I will arrive on your flagship IFS Nightsong via a UH-65 Rogue helicopter which I will pilot myself, and I will discuss the strategy with you, and also an alliance. I am pleased to inform you that my spec ops, along with the Faxanavians, blew up the Rebel Stronghold of Eagle's Nest, up in the mountains, so that's one stronghold down, one more to go.

I'll see you tomorrow at noon,

Sincerely,
General Roberts
Colonial Government of Calizorinstan

Johan smiled. "Well, you have been invited here, like Mr. Hexlem, and the representatives of Aurum Domus and Ok-La-Ho-Ma, assuming they show up, to discuss establishing alliances here in the south east. We wish to promote a greater alliance between all of our colonial lands, and between all of our nations."

General Roberts nodded and he said "Ah, I remember we talked about that the other day. Well, the Romanian Campaign is pretty much over, only one more stronghold left. The rebel's air force is pretty much nothing, so we can turn our attention to the other troubles brewing in the continent."

General Roberts shook Ryan Hexlem's hand and he said "It's a pleasure Mr. Hexlem.


He turned to Johan and he said "It's a pleasure to see you again as well, what do we wish to discuss?

The Calizorinstanian Special Operations returned to base, and now the Rebel's Eagle Nest was destroyed..

Johan smiled. "Well, you have been invited here, like Mr. Hexlem, and the representatives of Aurum Domus and Ok-La-Ho-Ma, assuming they show up, to discuss establishing alliances here in the south east. We wish to promote a greater alliance between all of our colonial lands, and between all of our nations."

May I claim the Azores islands

General Roberts nodded and he said "Ah, I remember we talked about that the other day. Well, the Romanian Campaign is pretty much over, only one more stronghold left. The rebel's air force is pretty much nothing, so we can turn our attention to the other troubles brewing in the continent."

Johan nodded. "I understand that things are going well there. Mayhap we should turn our attention north. To Uir/Anbia, or to Kroando..."

Corporal McGuffin consulted, once again, with the lieutenant colonel. "What's the plan from here on out?" he asked.

Johan nodded. "I understand that things are going well there. Mayhap we should turn our attention north. To Uir/Anbia, or to Kroando..."

Corporal McGuffin consulted, once again, with the lieutenant colonel. "What's the plan from here on out?" he asked.

"Kroando does sound like the bigger threat in the colonies right now, maybe our attention should be on them." Ryan suggested.

May I claim the Azores islands

OOC: Unfortunately, the Azores are not on the map, nor are open for colonization in this RP.

Johan nodded. "I understand that things are going well there. Mayhap we should turn our attention north. To Uir/Anbia, or to Kroando..."

Corporal McGuffin consulted, once again, with the lieutenant colonel. "What's the plan from here on out?" he asked.

General Roberts said "I agree with my friends, Kroando is the bigger threat, Uir/Anbia are like two children fighting, let them sort their own troubles, but Kroando, something needs to be done.."

Lt.Col Caryle said "Well, there's one last huge rebel stronghold on the coast, the Ice Forge navy is supposed to be giving us naval support. I reckon they have 3,500 plus men, so I'm going gather the 15th, 16th, and 19th Infantry Divisions which are 3,100 in total, and your companies will make us 4,500, which means we outnumber their garrision."

He continued "We'll approach them from the rear, and take them by surprise, like we did at Vilj.."

OOC: Feel free Fax to add in the spec ops raid on the Eagle's Nest stronghold in the wiki article..

"Kroando does sound like the bigger threat in the colonies right now, maybe our attention should be on them." Ryan suggested.

Johan nodded. "I concur. General Roberts, your people have joined with Aurum Domus to enter Kroando controlled Krokaine. Do they have any findings?"

ooc Calizorinstan do you mind posting back to me

OOC: Okay.

IC:

To:Admiral Aliana Dreadsong, Third Imperial Fleet of Ice Forge
From:The Colonial Government of Calizorinstan

I will arrive on your flagship IFS Nightsong via a UH-65 Rogue helicopter which I will pilot myself, and I will discuss the strategy with you, and also an alliance. I am pleased to inform you that my spec ops, along with the Faxanavians, blew up the Rebel Stronghold of Eagle's Nest, up in the mountains, so that's one stronghold down, one more to go.

I'll see you tomorrow at noon,

Sincerely,
General Roberts
Colonial Government of Calizorinstan

Aliana grinned as she read the message. Things were really movng along. Turning to her navigator, she began issueing orders.

"Ensign, set course for nav point epsilon, best speed. Have the fleet take standared formation, with the IFS Barricade and the IFS Swiftwind in the lead. Have the IFS Nova, the IFS Skullcrusher, and the IFS Razor remain at Nav Point Beta."

As Aliana settled into the command chair, commonly called the Hot seat, she sighed. Now came her least favoirte part; the waiting.

OOC: Has anyone seen Uiri around lately, I'm waiting for him to post a response to some of the moves I've made in the war...

Johan nodded. "I concur. General Roberts, your people have joined with Aurum Domus to enter Kroando controlled Krokaine. Do they have any findings?"

ooc: Ryan is Hexlem FYI

"My people personally have little information on them because they are really seclusive."

Aliana grinned as she read the message. Things were really movng along. Turning to her navigator, she began issueing orders.

"Ensign, set course for nav point epsilon, best speed. Have the fleet take standared formation, with the IFS Barricade and the IFS Swiftwind in the lead. Have the IFS Nova, the IFS Skullcrusher, and the IFS Razor remain at Nav Point Beta."

As Aliana settled into the command chair, commonly called the Hot seat, she sighed. Now came her least favoirte part; the waiting.

IC:

General Roberts hopped in his UH-65 "Rogue Seven", and flew towards the IFS NightShot, and he said on the radio "IFS Nightshot this is Rogue Seven, with General Roberts at the command, I request permission to land"

IC:

General Roberts hopped in his UH-65 "Rogue Seven", and flew towards the IFS NightShot, and he said on the radio "IFS Nightshot this is Rogue Seven, with General Roberts at the command, I request permission to land"

The communications officer looked askance at Aliana, who smiled grimly and walked over to the communications array. Putting on a headset, she responded.

"You are clear to dock Rouge Seven. Make your way to the rear of the ship towards the landing pad on approach vector 958. And Rouge Seven? Our ship is the IFS Nightsong. The Nightshot is in the Second Imperial Fleet.

Finishing the communication, Aliana walked towards the exit of the bridge, beckoning to her XO as she went, and togethar they made their way down to the landing pad.

Other than trade issues, we would like to take the natives from your colony that would be related to the ones in our colonies. We can work on the details of there transfer. Since it appears most are not inerested in there natives.

Bringing to the summit:
1 LCC-20-Dpt Sioux Class (ONS Chippawa) (Diplomatic Configuration)
---- 1x KI-1MA Navy Helo
4x Mercedes G class SUV (Bullet Proof)
Diplomatic Coded Satellite Link Communications
Computers and link-ups in state rooms
Large Dining Room and Meeting Rooms (Converted Rooms on ship)

Diplomatic Corps:
Governor General Jackson Raven
Trade Advisor: Mula Rougey
24x Diplomatic assistants

Guards:
3x M1081 Standard Cargo Truck(air dropable)4x4
33rd Platoon (Marine)
36x Body Armor: (Spartan Combat Armor)
36x Helmets: (KSB Infantry Helmet Mk. 5)
36x Falcon Elite .45ACP
36x OKAK-103SM
6x OK-PKM-1 Machine Gun

OOC: Aurum, I made the thread, it's called Outpost.. Also, I'm not going to be on my computer for a while.

IC:

General Roberts said "We haven't heard any updates from the team in Kroando, but I'm sure we will.."

The communications officer looked askance at Aliana, who smiled grimly and walked over to the communications array. Putting on a headset, she responded.

"You are clear to dock Rouge Seven. Make your way to the rear of the ship towards the landing pad on approach vector 958. And Rouge Seven? Our ship is the IFS Nightsong. The Nightshot is in the Second Imperial Fleet.

Finishing the communication, Aliana walked towards the exit of the bridge, beckoning to her XO as she went, and togethar they made their way down to the landing pad.

Rogue Seven replied "I've got it, thanks." General Roberts landed the UH-65 on the helipad on the rear on the ship. He turned off the engines, and took off his helmet, and he exited the helicopter

He saw Aliana and her XO, and he said to Aliana "Admiral Dreadsong, I presume.."

OOC: Imperial, here you go, sorry, I'm quite busy..

IC:

To: Imperial Isa

Sure, you can help by helping us attack the last rebel stronghold, Port Vilola, 15 miles north of our Port Trinidad. If you wish, you may use Unity Air Force Base along with us, Faxanavia, and Zoingo..

ooc: Ryan is Hexlem FYI

"My people personally have little information on them because they are really seclusive."

OOC: yes. I know. Johan was talking to General Roberts, who's also there.

Other than trade issues, we would like to take the natives from your colony that would be related to the ones in our colonies. We can work on the details of there transfer. Since it appears most are not inerested in there natives.

Bringing to the summit:
1 LCC-20-Dpt Sioux Class (ONS Chippawa) (Diplomatic Configuration)
---- 1x KI-1MA Navy Helo
4x Mercedes G class SUV (Bullet Proof)
Diplomatic Coded Satellite Link Communications
Computers and link-ups in state rooms
Large Dining Room and Meeting Rooms (Converted Rooms on ship)

Diplomatic Corps:
Governor General Jackson Raven
Trade Advisor: Mula Rougey
24x Diplomatic assistants

Guards:
3x M1081 Standard Cargo Truck(air dropable)4x4
33rd Platoon (Marine)
36x Body Armor: (Spartan Combat Armor)
36x Helmets: (KSB Infantry Helmet Mk. 5)
36x Falcon Elite .45ACP
36x OKAK-103SM
6x OK-PKM-1 Machine Gun

OOC: Okay. Feel free to RP your arrival, or, alternatively, just have the Governor show up at the hotel.

Rogue Seven replied "I've got it, thanks." General Roberts landed the UH-65 on the helipad on the rear on the ship. He turned off the engines, and took off his helmet, and he exited the helicopter

He saw Aliana and her XO, and he said to Aliana "Admiral Dreadsong, I presume.."

OOC: Imperial, here you go, sorry, I'm quite busy..

IC:

To: Imperial Isa

Sure, you can help by helping us attack the last rebel stronghold, Port Vilola, 15 miles north of our Port Trinidad. If you wish, you may use Unity Air Force Base along with us, Faxanavia, and Zoingo..

Aliana took a few moments to size up Roberts as he got out of the helicopter, noting that he seemed to have the military stance, though it looked a bit dulled with time behind a desk job. She herself was clad as always in her Black and Gray Ice Forge Navy uniform, her black hair done into a braid behind her. Hearing the Generals greetings, she responded in kind.

"Yes, I am Admiral Aliana Dreadsong, though as you are of an equivelant rank and not one of my soldiers, you may call me Aliana." She said, trying to sound welcoming. She had never been too good at diplomacy. Turning to indicate her XO, she said "This is my XO Lieutenent Aratalmus Nitchtover. He will be acting as liason between your forces and my own."

"If you will follow us to the conferance room, i'm sure you are as eager as i am to get down to business, and then perhaps Arat can give you a tour of the ship, show you just what you are getting in aid."

Aliana took a few moments to size up Roberts as he got out of the helicopter, noting that he seemed to have the military stance, though it looked a bit dulled with time behind a desk job. She herself was clad as always in her Black and Gray Ice Forge Navy uniform, her black hair done into a braid behind her. Hearing the Generals greetings, she responded in kind.

"Yes, I am Admiral Aliana Dreadsong, though as you are of an equivelant rank and not one of my soldiers, you may call me Aliana." She said, trying to sound welcoming. She had never been too good at diplomacy. Turning to indicate her XO, she said "This is my XO Lieutenent Aratalmus Nitchtover. He will be acting as liason between your forces and my own."

"If you will follow us to the conferance room, i'm sure you are as eager as i am to get down to business, and then perhaps Arat can give you a tour of the ship, show you just what you are getting in aid."

General Roberts replied "Thank you Aliana." He turned to the XO and he said "Hello Lieutenant Nitchover, I trust that you'll be hearing good report of my forces..." He turned back to the Admiral and he said "I'm ready when you Aliana, seeing as how I'm calling you Aliana.." He said with a slight chuckle "Feel free to call me Harry." He followed the Admiral, and he said "The last ship I was on was the R.C.S Montana, a Montana class battle ship, which my brother Captain Arthur Roberts was commanding at the time, so it's nice to be back on a ship again."

OOC: Imperial, here you go, sorry, I'm quite busy..

IC:

To: Imperial Isa

Sure, you can help by helping us attack the last rebel stronghold, Port Vilola, 15 miles north of our Port Trinidad. If you wish, you may use Unity Air Force Base along with us, Faxanavia, and Zoingo..
OOC best leave of ISA you don't want FT me
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To Government of Calizorinstan
we have no need for air base when we have Tiger Claw (http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20Navy-Army-Air%20Forces/TigerClawClassAircraftCarrier.jpg)and one Bear Claw (http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20Navy-Army-Air%20Forces/BearClawClassAircraftCarrier.jpg)Aricraft Carriers if we were going to Planes

From IMHQ

OOC best leave of ISA you don't want FT me
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To Government of Calizorinstan
we have no need for air base when we have Tiger Claw (http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20Navy-Army-Air%20Forces/TigerClawClassAircraftCarrier.jpg)and one Bear Claw (http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20Navy-Army-Air%20Forces/BearClawClassAircraftCarrier.jpg)Aricraft Carriers if we were going to Planes

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It's okay, but if you ever want to base units at Unity Air Force Base, then feel free to.

We look forward to seeing your units arrive in theater,

General Roberts

General Roberts replied "Thank you Aliana." He turned to the XO and he said "Hello Lieutenant Nitchover, I trust that you'll be hearing good report of my forces..." He turned back to the Admiral and he said "I'm ready when you Aliana, seeing as how I'm calling you Aliana.." He said with a slight chuckle "Feel free to call me Harry." He followed the Admiral, and he said "The last ship I was on was the R.C.S Montana, a Montana class battle ship, which my brother Captain Arthur Roberts was commanding at the time, so it's nice to be back on a ship again."

"If you'll follow me... Harry." Aliana said, as she turned to lead him to the conferance room, Aratalmus falling in behind and to her left. The walk to the conferance room was quick, as for convience sake it was located only a minute from the Helipad. They quickly reached the conferance room, which was dark, with the only real furnishings being a mahogany table in the center, black chairs of a comfortable nature arranged around it, and a small device in the middle of the table.

"Please, take a seat." Aliana said, before doing so herself. When Harry was seated, she pressed a button in front of her that activated the device on the table, causing a hologram of the area to appear.

"As you can see, we are here." She said, indicating a cluster of triangles that had the names of ships under them. "And the fortress" She said, indicating a red circle, "Is here. From our current posistion, we are capable of launching a bombardment and bombing mission with about half of our ships, three fourths if we move up another five miles. With that kind of force, we should be able to reduce any defenses to rubble, leaving any cleanup a simple matter. Is this plan acceptable?"

"If you'll follow me... Harry." Aliana said, as she turned to lead him to the conferance room, Aratalmus falling in behind and to her left. The walk to the conferance room was quick, as for convience sake it was located only a minute from the Helipad. They quickly reached the conferance room, which was dark, with the only real furnishings being a mahogany table in the center, black chairs of a comfortable nature arranged around it, and a small device in the middle of the table.

"Please, take a seat." Aliana said, before doing so herself. When Harry was seated, she pressed a button in front of her that activated the device on the table, causing a hologram of the area to appear.

"As you can see, we are here." She said, indicating a cluster of triangles that had the names of ships under them. "And the fortress" She said, indicating a red circle, "Is here. From our current posistion, we are capable of launching a bombardment and bombing mission with about half of our ships, three fourths if we move up another five miles. With that kind of force, we should be able to reduce any defenses to rubble, leaving any cleanup a simple matter. Is this plan acceptable?"

Harry nodded and he said "I approve, and then our 15th, 16th and the Faxanavian 132nd Infantry Divisions.." He indicated a path from San Salvador to the enemy stronghold, he continued "Will do the clean up work, does that sound good?"

OOC: I'm open to establishing diplomatic relations with other nations here.

OOC: I'm open to establishing diplomatic relations with other nations here.

OOC you have some with me from the Gala

Harry nodded and he said "I approve, and then our 15th, 16th and the Faxanavian 132nd Infantry Divisions.." He indicated a path from San Salvador to the enemy stronghold, he continued "Will do the clean up work, does that sound good?"

Aliana nodded and grinned. "Sounds perfect." She said. "Just send word to Lieutenent Nitchover when we are to begin our bombardment."

Pressing another button on the table, the hologram changed, shrinking down to just show, in great detail, the srea where the Ice Forge base was to go up.

"Now, how about we hammer out an alliance? I Have been given full negotiation rights for my nation. What say you?"

Ryan followed Johan into the conference room, along with General Roberts, and was ready to sit down and discuss.

"So, what is our first order of business?" he asked.

Aliana nodded and grinned. "Sounds perfect." She said. "Just send word to Lieutenent Nitchover when we are to begin our bombardment."

Pressing another button on the table, the hologram changed, shrinking down to just show, in great detail, the srea where the Ice Forge base was to go up.

"Now, how about we hammer out an alliance? I Have been given full negotiation rights for my nation. What say you?"

Harry grinned and he said "I've been given full negotiation rights, would you be interested in sharing Unity Air Base as part of the alliance, and we could maybe have a military alliance?, Unity Air Base is a joint use air base that's used by us, and a couple of other friendly nations.."

Ryan followed Johan into the conference room, along with General Roberts, and was ready to sit down and discuss.

"So, what is our first order of business?" he asked.


General Roberts said "I guess pounding out the details of an alliance between our nations, isn't that right Johan?"

General Roberts said "I guess pounding out the details of an alliance between our nations, isn't that right Johan?"

"I also suggest that we discuss the current relation with Kroando as well." Ryan suggested.

"I also suggest that we discuss the current relation with Kroando as well." Ryan suggested.

General Roberts was about to reply when he heard a beep, and his PDA announced that the Kroandoans fired on the F-35's that had been called in to provide a distraction for the special operations troops.

He paled a shade, and he said handing Ryan the PDA "Take a look at this, they distracted the Kroandoans all right.."

Harry grinned and he said "I've been given full negotiation rights, would you be interested in sharing Unity Air Base as part of the alliance, and we could maybe have a military alliance?, Unity Air Base is a joint use air base that's used by us, and a couple of other friendly nations.."




General Roberts said "I guess pounding out the details of an alliance between our nations, isn't that right Johan?"

Johan nodded. "Quite, general. As I understand, the Ok-La-Ho-Ma delegate will arrive shortly, as will the Aurum Domus delegate, so I suggest we begin now." The conference room was spacious, and dominated by a vast, ultra-mahogany table. Executive style chairs surrounded it, and on the wall hung a wide screen projector. It was to this projector that all eyes now turned, as Johan began to play a powerpoint off of his laptop. "Now, this is an image of this island. Note the color coding by ownership. The region I have selected such specific groups is that we are all located in the southwest of the island. Brydog, you'll note is as well. It was asked to send a representative, but has not responded, so we assume that it will not. Anyway, the goal of this meeting, and the following ones, are to A. Discuss an alliance between the nations that meet here and B. Discuss our plans for the future of this region." He turned back to the two other men. "Now, as General Roberts said, we must handle the first matter. I propose a multi-point alliance." As he soke each point, it popped up on the screen. "Firstly, we must establish an economic alliance, opening trade routes between all of our areas. Secondly we must establish a military alliance, so that in times of trouble we will unite under one metaphorical banner. Thirdly, we must discuss an alliance greater then ourselves. By which I mean, alliance between the countries which govern us as colonies." He sipped from a glass of water. "Any questions?"

Johan nodded. "Quite, general. As I understand, the Ok-La-Ho-Ma delegate will arrive shortly, as will the Aurum Domus delegate, so I suggest we begin now." The conference room was spacious, and dominated by a vast, ultra-mahogany table. Executive style chairs surrounded it, and on the wall hung a wide screen projector. It was to this projector that all eyes now turned, as Johan began to play a powerpoint off of his laptop. "Now, this is an image of this island. Note the color coding by ownership. The region I have selected such specific groups is that we are all located in the southwest of the island. Brydog, you'll note is as well. It was asked to send a representative, but has not responded, so we assume that it will not. Anyway, the goal of this meeting, and the following ones, are to A. Discuss an alliance between the nations that meet here and B. Discuss our plans for the future of this region." He turned back to the two other men. "Now, as General Roberts said, we must handle the first matter. I propose a multi-point alliance." As he soke each point, it popped up on the screen. "Firstly, we must establish an economic alliance, opening trade routes between all of our areas. Secondly we must establish a military alliance, so that in times of trouble we will unite under one metaphorical banner. Thirdly, we must discuss an alliance greater then ourselves. By which I mean, alliance between the countries which govern us as colonies." He sipped from a glass of water. "Any questions?"

"Yes, one quick question," Hexlem asked. "Does the future of the region also involve economic futures as well? Because both of us know that....*clears throat* we have 'untapped' resoruces."

Johan nodded. "Quite, general. As I understand, the Ok-La-Ho-Ma delegate will arrive shortly, as will the Aurum Domus delegate, so I suggest we begin now." The conference room was spacious, and dominated by a vast, ultra-mahogany table. Executive style chairs surrounded it, and on the wall hung a wide screen projector. It was to this projector that all eyes now turned, as Johan began to play a powerpoint off of his laptop. "Now, this is an image of this island. Note the color coding by ownership. The region I have selected such specific groups is that we are all located in the southwest of the island. Brydog, you'll note is as well. It was asked to send a representative, but has not responded, so we assume that it will not. Anyway, the goal of this meeting, and the following ones, are to A. Discuss an alliance between the nations that meet here and B. Discuss our plans for the future of this region." He turned back to the two other men. "Now, as General Roberts said, we must handle the first matter. I propose a multi-point alliance." As he soke each point, it popped up on the screen. "Firstly, we must establish an economic alliance, opening trade routes between all of our areas. Secondly we must establish a military alliance, so that in times of trouble we will unite under one metaphorical banner. Thirdly, we must discuss an alliance greater then ourselves. By which I mean, alliance between the countries which govern us as colonies." He sipped from a glass of water. "Any questions?"


General Roberts said "I agree about the economic and military alliance, and I'd be the first to sign both."

General Roberts was about to reply when he heard a beep, and his PDA announced that the Kroandoans fired on the F-35's that had been called in to provide a distraction for the special operations troops.

He paled a shade, and he said handing Ryan the PDA "Take a look at this, they distracted the Kroandoans all right.."

Johan nodded, grimly. "That could be an issue."

"Yes, one quick question," Hexlem asked. "Does the future of the region also involve economic futures as well? Because both of us know that....*clears throat* we have 'untapped' resoruces."

"Oh, most definetly." nodded Johan. "This region is filled with untapped potential for wealth, and we must maximize upon and guard such wealth with utmost care."

Johan nodded, grimly. "That could be an issue."



"Oh, most definetly." nodded Johan. "This region is filled with untapped potential for wealth, and we must maximize upon and guard such wealth with utmost care."

General Roberts replied "I got a further update, one of the F-35's was shot down, and the others escaped, so this will be a tight scrape. How will we explain the F-35's aerial crossing into Kroandoan territory. We can't very well admit the existance of the Auran Doman/Calizorinstanian Special Operations team."

General Roberts replied "I got a further update, one of the F-35's was shot down, and the others escaped, so this will be a tight scrape. How will we explain the F-35's aerial crossing into Kroandoan territory. We can't very well admit the existance of the Auran Doman/Calizorinstanian Special Operations team."

"Hmm, the F-35 is operated by a piolt who is also an ambassador trying to end the Anbian confrontation, by going into Uiri held territory, but he couldn't go by land because he could get shot, and by sea, it would take a while, so he found the only way to get to Uiri territory, by flying. And he would go to the closest Uiri territory, which is over Kronado. There, perfect liable excuse." Ryan suggested.

"Hmm, the F-35 is operated by a piolt who is also an ambassador trying to end the Anbian confrontation, by going into Uiri held territory, but he couldn't go by land because he could get shot, and by sea, it would take a while, so he found the only way to get to Uiri territory, by flying. And he would go to the closest Uiri territory, which is over Kronado. There, perfect liable excuse." Ryan suggested.

"Seems somewhat out of place. Why was he flying an F-35, then? No, the better excuse is to explain that they were doing basic practice runs, and they accidentally strayed into Kroandon airspace.Then, you put them off your trail by complaining about them shooting down your planes."

"Seems somewhat out of place. Why was he flying an F-35, then? No, the better excuse is to explain that they were doing basic practice runs, and they accidentally strayed into Kroandon airspace."

General Roberts nodded and he said "Seems like a better explanation for there was a squadron. We could say that the radar had a malfunction and they strayed. Kroando may not buy it, but it's the best chance we got. Well, the combined Auran/Cali spec ops team is now behind the Kroando border.."

"Seems somewhat out of place. Why was he flying an F-35, then? No, the better excuse is to explain that they were doing basic practice runs, and they accidentally strayed into Kroandon airspace.Then, you put them off your trail by complaining about them shooting down your planes."

"Point taken, so lets get down to business." Ryan suggested.

General Roberts nodded and he said "Seems like a better explanation for there was a squadron. We could say that the radar had a malfunction and they strayed. Kroando may not buy it, but it's the best chance we got. Well, the combined Auran/Cali spec ops team is now behind the Kroando border.."

Johan nodded. "That is another subject to discuss-Kroando. They haven't been openly aggressive, at least towards other colonies. But their using their land like one big resource to be stripped away and taken home, leaving millions to starve..."

Johan nodded. "That is another subject to discuss-Kroando. They haven't been openly aggressive, at least towards other colonies. But their using their land like one big resource to be stripped away and taken home, leaving millions to starve..."

General Roberts said "That's cruel and treacherous, we're supposed to work out our differences with the natives and treat them kindly, they aren't."

General Roberts said "That's cruel and treacherous, we're supposed to work out our differences with the natives and treat them kindly, they aren't."
"That is a violation of humanity, and the land is suppose to be treated carefully, and not like a strip mine."

General Roberts said "That's cruel and treacherous, we're supposed to work out our differences with the natives and treat them kindly, they aren't."

Johan nodded. "We believe that to be the case. However, we need proof before we make it into an issue. Therefore, I vote that we leave the issue of Kroando for later. Now, we must discuss the terms of this alliance."

Johan nodded. "We believe that to be the case. However, we need proof before we make it into an issue. Therefore, I vote that we leave the issue of Kroando for later. Now, we must discuss the terms of this alliance."

"True, True, so how should we start?" Ryan asked.

"True, True, so how should we start?" Ryan asked.

General Roberts said "Maybe an economic agreement, like say airliner routes or something, that might be a start."

"I suggest we discuss the terms of the alliance. Firstly, the economic alliance. I propose that all nations within this alliance open free trade with all other members, and make it known what they are interested in trading and what they have to trade."

General Roberts said "Here here! My nation has plenty of meat from the deer, and timber, and we've discovered some uranium and aluminum in the eastern portion, which we'd like to trade."

"True, True, so how should we start?" Ryan asked.

"I suggest we discuss the terms of the alliance. Firstly, the economic alliance. I propose that all nations within this alliance open free trade with all other members, and make it known what they are interested in trading and what they have to trade."

"Transportation is also an important discussion. Zoingo already has established a railway between our three lands. I propse this railway is expanded to all other members. Also, I propose all members may be allowed the use of Unity Air Force Base in Calizorinstani Romania...assuming thats okay with you, General Roberts."

Edit: OOC: 1000th post!

General Roberts responded "I approve Johan. Also, San Salvador International may be used by any member. We'd like to expand our road and bus systems to all of our lands as well.."

General Roberts said "Maybe an economic agreement, like say airliner routes or something, that might be a start."

"Transportation is also an important discussion. Zoingo already has established a railway between our three lands. I propse this railway is expanded to all other members. Also, I propose all members may be allowed the use of Unity Air Force Base in Calizorinstani Romania...assuming thats okay with you, General Roberts."

Edit: OOC: 1000th post!

General Roberts said "Here here! My nation has plenty of meat from the deer, and timber, and we've discovered some uranium and aluminum in the eastern portion, which we'd like to trade."

"As for ourselves," said Johan, "Faxanavian Europia is rich in stone and minerals like copper and zinc. We also grow the most divine olives in the south, which make incredible olive oil. Finally, the north is rich in diamonds, which we'd be more then happy to export."

"As for ourselves," said Johan, "Faxanavian Europia is rich in stone and minerals like copper and zinc. We also grow the most divine olives in the south, which make incredible olive oil. Finally, the north is rich in diamonds, which we'd be more then happy to export."

General Roberts asked "Is there any of my produces I listed that you'd like to exchange for some of your produces?"

The refermendum in Bulgaria began, thousands of Bulgarian citizens stand in line at the voting booths. They were finally were given the chance to define their government and embrace independence after Brydog control of their lands. They came a long time from when they first met on the beach. Now, they were given a chance to decided their fate. It was great moment until tragedy hit. A bomb went off near a voting center, killing 18 and wounding many. Panic started and the people ran from the scene of death, the police and Federal troops surround the place and began to aided the injuried and carrying the dead.

SPECIAL REPORT

Today, A bomb went off at a voting center in the town of Lavoski, killing 18 and wounding 30. The device went at the center at 5:00pm during the refermendum to establish the commonwealth. Local police and Federal troops are investigating the attack. Many have accused radical elements of Bulgarian Communist Party, who wish to see a fully independent region, free of "Western puppeting".

Federal Commonwealth Buliding

The FCB was the HQ of the Temporary Commonwealth government, and hopefully the actual established government. Member of each party and Lt. Gen. Miller were discussing the event that had occured. "Damn, this was supposed to be a normal election, but the radicals ruined it." Miller bellowed. The radicals were denounced by the BCP, and they were causing trouble for the Communists and the country. This was becoming a problem.

We are in the market for mostly minerals and for tools, as well as clay, sand, and a bit of wood, so that we can build up on Venice. We export iron, glass, marble, all types of grain, Cheeses, fine wines and oils, vegtables, fruits, clothes and high fassion designes, Dye, Fish, Coal.......and The Mountains In Switzerland, Slovenia, and Upper Italy are rumored to have some Gold reserves, and huge Silver veins running all across the mountains."

General Roberts asked "Is there any of my produces I listed that you'd like to exchange for some of your produces?"

"Well, we'd be interested in any and all building materials you can provide. Wood, iron, steel, anything. We'd be willing to trade for that."

"Well, we'd be interested in any and all building materials you can provide. Wood, iron, steel, anything. We'd be willing to trade for that."

General Roberts said "We've got wood, and some iron we can trade, what would you trade for that?"

The refermendum in Bulgaria began, thousands of Bulgarian citizens stand in line at the voting booths. They were finally were given the chance to define their government and embrace independence after Brydog control of their lands. They came a long time from when they first met on the beach. Now, they were given a chance to decided their fate. It was great moment until tragedy hit. A bomb went off near a voting center, killing 18 and wounding many. Panic started and the people ran from the scene of death, the police and Federal troops surround the place and began to aided the injuried and carrying the dead.

SPECIAL REPORT

Today, A bomb went off at a voting center in the town of Lavoski, killing 18 and wounding 30. The device went at the center at 5:00pm during the refermendum to establish the commonwealth. Local police and Federal troops are investigating the attack. Many have accused radical elements of Bulgarian Communist Party, who wish to see a fully independent region, free of "Western puppeting".

Federal Commonwealth Buliding

The FCB was the HQ of the Temporary Commonwealth government, and hopefully the actual established government. Member of each party and Lt. Gen. Miller were discussing the event that had occured. "Damn, this was supposed to be a normal election, but the radicals ruined it." Miller bellowed. The radicals were denounced by the BCP, and they were causing trouble for the Communists and the country. This was becoming a problem.

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Dear sir,
We of Faxanavia are all too familiar with communist uprising, and we are willing to supply aid to help quell the current insurrection. Should you find it agreeable, Faxanavian Europia will supply 1,000 troops to aid you in this time of need.

Respectfully yours,
Johan Albringer
Governor

General Roberts said "We've got wood, and some iron we can trade, what would you trade for that?"

"Certainly." said Johan. "But what do you want in return?"

"Certainly." said Johan. "But what do you want in return?"

General Roberts replied "Some of your copper, olives and diamonds I think we'd like. Some of the computer companies that are starting up would appreciate the fine copper."

General Roberts said "Here here! My nation has plenty of meat from the deer, and timber, and we've discovered some uranium and aluminum in the eastern portion, which we'd like to trade."

"We are looking for Eastern made wood, as it has special properties for our city of Venice to build on." Ryan suggested.

General Roberts replied "Some of your copper, olives and diamonds I think we'd like. Some of the computer companies that are starting up would appreciate the fine copper."

Johan nodded. "I shall settle out the details later, and have the papers faxed to your office."

"We are looking for Eastern made wood, as it has special properties for our city of Venice to build on." Ryan suggested.

General Roberts smiled and he said "We'll give you some, what would you give us in return?" He laughed in his head, this was actually an enjoyable meeting, exchanging of ideas, and goods! This alliance would work out!

General Roberts smiled and he said "We'll give you some, what would you give us in return?" He laughed in his head, this was actually an enjoyable meeting, exchanging of ideas, and goods! This alliance would work out!

"Some Food prouducts, Dye, Marble, Glass, Coal, and Silver are what we are willing to trade." said Ryan.

"Some Food prouducts, Dye, Marble, Glass, Coal, and Silver are what we are willing to trade." said Ryan.

General Roberts said "We'll trade you the wood for Marble, Glass and Silver, I'll fax the details.."

Johan nodded. "I shall settle out the details later, and have the papers faxed to your office."

He turned to Johan "That sounds excellent.." His PDA buzzed, and he looked at it and he turned white, and he said "The spec ops team in Kroando reports, that the Kroandoans are searching for the downed pilot, but we've got the pilot, we picked him up as soon as we could. They crossed the border I think.."

General Roberts said "We'll trade you the wood for Marble, Glass and Silver, I'll fax the details.."



He turned to Johan "That sounds excellent.." His PDA buzzed, and he looked at it and he turned white, and he said "The spec ops team in Kroando reports, that the Kroandoans are searching for the downed pilot, but we've got the pilot, we picked him up as soon as we could. They crossed the border I think.."

Johan's head snapped up. "This is bad..." he muttered. "wait until you can be sure, then send someone to find out why they're there."

OOC: I'm going offline now. I'll check back later.

Johan's head snapped up. "This is bad..." he muttered. "wait until you can be sure, then send someone to find out why they're there."

OOC: I'm going offline now. I'll check back later.

OOC: Okay, I might be going offline soon, for dinner. I'll check back tomorrow.

General Roberts said "Yes, we will most assuredly. Enough to hold them back if they start something, but not enough to make them feel threatened."

General Roberts said "We'll trade you the wood for Marble, Glass and Silver, I'll fax the details.."



He turned to Johan "That sounds excellent.." His PDA buzzed, and he looked at it and he turned white, and he said "The spec ops team in Kroando reports, that the Kroandoans are searching for the downed pilot, but we've got the pilot, we picked him up as soon as we could. They crossed the border I think.."

"Excelent, and thank goodness the pilot is safe." Ryan commented. "So lets start with the Preamble."

Harry grinned and he said "I've been given full negotiation rights, would you be interested in sharing Unity Air Base as part of the alliance, and we could maybe have a military alliance?, Unity Air Base is a joint use air base that's used by us, and a couple of other friendly nations.."


Well, i'm not sure we could really find any use for the airbase, seeing as how you are already ceding some land to us for a naval base, but we will take the offer under consideration. As to the military alliance, we are willing to consider it. The only terms we would have is that the Naval base be considered Sovergin territory of the Kingdom of Ice Forge, with all laws applying therein, and that if you ever become an agressor nation we reserve the right to not aid you in that war. Any other deals would be worked out at a later date. How about it?

(OOC: Sorry it took me so long to get back to this... a cute girl on the phone is a bit distracting=))

Well, i'm not sure we could really find any use for the airbase, seeing as how you are already ceding some land to us for a naval base, but we will take the offer under consideration. As to the military alliance, we are willing to consider it. The only terms we would have is that the Naval base be considered Sovergin territory of the Kingdom of Ice Forge, with all laws applying therein, and that if you ever become an agressor nation we reserve the right to not aid you in that war. Any other deals would be worked out at a later date. How about it?

(OOC: Sorry it took me so long to get back to this... a cute girl on the phone is a bit distracting=))

OOC: It's okay."

General Roberts replied "Okay, and those terms are completely reasonable. I assure you we won't become an aggressor nation any time soon."

"Excelent, and thank goodness the pilot is safe." Ryan commented. "So lets start with the Preamble."

General Robert said "I'm ready for the Preamble."

General Roberts replied "Okay, and those terms are completely reasonable. I assure you we won't become an aggressor nation any time soon."


Aliana drew up the documents and signed her name before presenting it to Harry. "After you sign, would you like a tour of the ship. The crew are fond of showing off and quite proud of it."

Aliana drew up the documents and signed her name before presenting it to Harry. "After you sign, would you like a tour of the ship. The crew are fond of showing off and quite proud of it."

Harry signed the documents, and he said "I would love to. Say, would you like to come to a kind of meeting dinner that I'm having with my Lieutenant Governor tomorrow? It would foster relations between our nations."

Ryan wrote down a few words:

Preamble

We the colonies, on the continent of Europia Conquistada, in order to from a more harmonious society between us, to instore a from of law and order, to premote commerce and trade among us, to previde for the common defence, secure the rights of both our citizens and the natives, and to share in the rich and vast lands of this continent. That is why our societies will decide to ban together and from a single alliance for us, so the future of us can be bright and hopefull for us all.

Ryan wrote down a few words:

Preamble

We the colonies, on the continent of Europia Conquistada, in order to from a more harmonious society between us, to instore a from of law and order, to premote commerce and trade among us, to previde for the common defence, secure the rights of both our citizens and the natives, and to share in the rich and vast lands of this continent. That is why our societies will decide to ban together and from a single alliance for us, so the future of us can be bright and hopefull for us all.

General Roberts saw that and he agreed and he said "I think we can all agree on that, what's the next step? I suppose our colonies are the founding colonies of this alliance, and we'll need a name soon for it."

Harry signed the documents, and he said "I would love to. Say, would you like to come to a kind of meeting dinner that I'm having with my Lieutenant Governor tomorrow? It would foster relations between our nations."

Aliana looked at the man in surprise at his offer, before giving a slight smile.

"I'd be delighted to i think. Really, i love the naval life, but the food is some of the worst in the world." She said with a chuckle. "And of course, im always willing to advance Ice Forge's posisition in the world at large. Tip of the spear and all that. Now if you would follow me, we could begin our tour of the ship, the Black Bow class heavy assault ship IFS Nightsong with the hanger bay i think."

So saying, she got up and began leading Harry out of the room and towards the hanger, a slight smile on her face.

OOC: hmmmm, what shall be done with this.... oooo the possibilities... aint RP grand?"

Aliana looked at the man in surprise at his offer, before giving a slight smile.

"I'd be delighted to i think. Really, i love the naval life, but the food is some of the worst in the world." She said with a chuckle. "And of course, im always willing to advance Ice Forge's posisition in the world at large. Tip of the spear and all that. Now if you would follow me, we could begin our tour of the ship, the Black Bow class heavy assault ship IFS Nightsong with the hanger bay i think."

So saying, she got up and began leading Harry out of the room and towards the hanger, a slight smile on her face.

OOC: hmmmm, what shall be done with this.... oooo the possibilities... aint RP grand?"

OOC: What do you think could be done with it?, if you like, I could start a thread for it called the "Admiral's Visit"

Harry chuckled and he said "I'll be happy to tour this ship." He looked around it as she began the tour.

OOC: What do you think could be done with it?, if you like, I could start a thread for it called the "Admiral's Visit"

Harry chuckled and he said "I'll be happy to tour this ship." He looked around it as she began the tour.

OOC: I think making such a thread would be a great idea. As for what could be done with this, ill tell you when you make that thread=)

Just one snag, i am a student which means posting during the day on weekdays is pretty much out.

General Roberts saw that and he agreed and he said "I think we can all agree on that, what's the next step? I suppose our colonies are the founding colonies of this alliance, and we'll need a name soon for it."

"Lets see......hmm......" Ryan thought as he started a list of names

Names

ECA-Europea Conquistada Alliance
COP-Colonies of Protection
DOOC-Domestic Order of Colonies
The Europea Burgess Alliance
The Colonial Protecterates

"Your welcome to add things to the list" Ryan suggested.

OOC: I think making such a thread would be a great idea. As for what could be done with this, ill tell you when you make that thread=)

Just one snag, i am a student which means posting during the day on weekdays is pretty much out.

OOC: Okay, but I'm open on weekends. I don't get much time on weekdays either. I'll wait patiently for the thread.

IC:

General Roberts smiled as he toured the IFS Nightshot. He observed all of the men walking around and he smiled to himself, it reminded him of the time he was on the R.C.S Montana.

"Lets see......hmm......" Ryan thought as he started a list of names

Names

ECA-Europea Conquistada Alliance
COP-Colonies of Protection
DOOC-Domestic Order of Colonies
The Europea Burgess Alliance
The Colonial Protecterates

"Your welcome to add things to the list" Ryan suggested.


General Roberts said "I'd personally go for ECA, it has a unity ring to it that I like."

OOC: well im done for the night.... getting late over here and all and ive put in more posts today than i have in the past month. Just one thing... Caliz, ive said four or five times the ship is the IFS NIGHTSONG. just thought you should know (lol).

OOC: well im done for the night.... getting late over here and all and ive put in more posts today than i have in the past month. Just one thing... Caliz, ive said four or five times the ship is the IFS NIGHTSONG. just thought you should know (lol).

OOC: Whoops!, I'll say the correct ship name next time, the Nightsong..

OOC: Okay, but I'm open on weekends. I don't get much time on weekdays either. I'll wait patiently for the thread.

IC:

General Roberts smiled as he toured the IFS Nightshot. He observed all of the men walking around and he smiled to himself, it reminded him of the time he was on the R.C.S Montana.



General Roberts said "I'd personally go for ECA, it has a unity ring to it that I like."

"It sounds right, so are we going for a Confederation, or a Federal society in our alliance pact?" Ryan asked.

ooc just going to say this oocly as i don't know how to place it icly,
But no one live in the land i have

"It sounds right, so are we going for a Confederation, or a Federal society in our alliance pact?" Ryan asked.

General Roberts replied "I'd say a Confederation might work best.."

Governor General Jackson Raven apologizes for being being fashionably late to allow things to become more organized and settled down.

Topics:
1. We are very interested in building relations with other nation and/or colonies.
This is My colony thread: You can post there to keep from cluttering this one.
http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=546746

This is the United Native Commonwealth of OK-La-Ho-Ma Embassy thread for permanent Embassies and other OK business.
http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=529762

3. We are willing to take the locals who show bloodline ties to our colonies people into our nation to help turn these colonies into a stronger entities within the commonwealth.

4. we would like to create a boundary with the Faxnavian colonies on fishing locations within our and your waters.

Johan had not spoken much, as he approved of both the preamble and the naming of the alliance. He approved as well, of the type of alliance. Now, he spoke. "That is most excellent. But now, we must get to the meat of this document. I propose the first thing be Article I- Trade agreements." He began to write.

Let it be known that all peoples, nations, and lands within this stated alliance, here after reffered to as the "Europia Conquistada Allianace" find it in their best interest and wishes to open free trade between all such defined peoples, nations, and lands. Therefore, let it be true that all peoples, nations, and lands defined within this alliance shall be henceforth required to open free and unimpeded trade between each other. Furthermore, let it be known that all people, nations, and lands shall henceforth agree that inter-area travel is a necesity withi such an alliance, and, as such, shall condone the creation of the capability to travel between different peoples, nations, and lands.

Johan had not spoken much, as he approved of both the preamble and the naming of the alliance. He approved as well, of the type of alliance. Now, he spoke. "That is most excellent. But now, we must get to the meat of this document. I propose the first thing be Article I- Trade agreements." He began to write.

General Roberts said "I agree with this."

General Roberts said "I agree with this."

Johan nodded. "so, so far, we have this:"

Preamble

We the colonies, on the continent of Europia Conquistada, in order to from a more harmonious society between us, to instore a from of law and order, to premote commerce and trade among us, to previde for the common defence, secure the rights of both our citizens and the natives, and to share in the rich and vast lands of this continent. That is why our societies will decide to ban together and from a single alliance for us, so the future of us can be bright and hopefull for us all.
Article I
Let it be known that all peoples, nations, and lands within this stated alliance, here after reffered to as the "Europia Conquistada Allianace" find it in their best interest and wishes to open free trade between all such defined peoples, nations, and lands. Therefore, let it be true that all peoples, nations, and lands defined within this alliance shall be henceforth required to open free and unimpeded trade between each other. Furthermore, let it be known that all people, nations, and lands shall henceforth agree that inter-area travel is a necesity withi such an alliance, and, as such, shall condone the creation of the capability to travel between different peoples, nations, and lands.

"I think article two should be the military article." Johan began to write.

When, in the course of such events that occur over time, it becomes an inescapeable truth that the actions of war are inevitable, it is most advisable that such peoples band together in defense of themselves and each other. Thus, we, the undersigned, do herebye agree that in such times, any and all people, nations, and lands defined as members of the Europian Conquistada Alliance shall ally themselves to each other. Furthermore, they shall pledge any and all military aid necessary to defend any and all other members, in case of foreign aggressor or internal one. Finally, all such people shall pledge that all members of the Europian Conqistada Alliance shall pledge to ake no war with each other, less they face expulsion from the alliance.

Johan nodded. "so, so far, we have this:"

"I think article two should be the military article." Johan began to write.

"They look fine, but we may have to be more specific on the definiton of free trade, kind of like a law in the UN, it has to be very specific."

"They look fine, but we may have to be more specific on the definiton of free trade, kind of like a law in the UN, it has to be very specific."

Johan nodded. "What shall article three be?"

"Maybe show how the alliance members govern themselves, you know, like a Confederation body of representatives that vote on issues, new members, amendments, ect. ect. Something like this" (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/European_Union) Ryan suggested.

Governor General Jackson Raven apologizes for being being fashionably late to allow things to become more organized and settled down.

Topics:
1. We are very interested in building relations with other nation and/or colonies.
This is My colony thread: You can post there to keep from cluttering this one.
http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=546746

This is the United Native Commonwealth of OK-La-Ho-Ma Embassy thread for permanent Embassies and other OK business.
http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=529762

3. We are willing to take the locals who show bloodline ties to our colonies people into our nation to help turn these colonies into a stronger entities within the commonwealth.

4. we would like to create a boundary with the Faxnavian colonies on fishing locations within our and your waters.


The Colony of Colônia aquática (of the Common Wealth of Aqua Anu)

Would like to invite reps from your country to the capital of Marta to discuss trade and treaty deals.

"Maybe show how the alliance members govern themselves, you know, like a Confederation body of representatives that vote on issues, new members, amendments, ect. ect. Something like this" (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/European_Union) Ryan suggested.

General Roberts replied "That's a good idea Ryan. I think we should adopt that, it would strengthen out bonds together."

General Roberts replied "That's a good idea Ryan. I think we should adopt that, it would strengthen out bonds together."

"I most heartily concur." said Johan, with a grin.

(OOC: Can one of you guys write article three? I'm a little pressed for time.)

(bump)

The Krocraine

With roughly 90,000 Kroandons living in the Krocraine within the first month or so of it's formation, the colony was already proving itself am immensely valuable asset, as the vast amount of lumber and stone harvested was greatly supplementing the Kroandon industrial demands back in Antarctika. However the true purpose of the colony was only now being realized, as massive agricultural production was being laid down, with thousands upon thousands of acres of crop land being established. The vast majority of this farm land was being used for wheat, with massive grain production facilities around the Provincial Capital of Rocraine employing the majority of the Kroandon Immigrants to the colony. Massive grain shipments were soon making it back to Kroando, being moved via massive tankers which carried tens of thousands of tonnes to Antarctika, and agricultural equipment and emmigrants back. The Great Stagnation which had scoured Kroando was promptly being reversed... at least in the spectrum of starvation...

[A glorified bump and update of my colony.]

[900,000 was typo - actually 90,000]

The Krocraine

With roughly 900,000 Kroandons living in the Krocraine within the first several months of it's formation, the colony was already proving itself am immensely valuable asset, as the vast amount of lumber and stone harvested was greatly supplementing the Kroandon industrial demands back in Antarctika. However the true purpose of the colony was only now being realized, as massive agricultural production was being laid down, with thousands upon thousands of acres of crop land being established. The vast majority of this farm land was being used for wheat, with massive grain production facilities around the Provincial Capital of Rocraine employing the majority of the Kroandon Immigrants to the colony. Massive grain shipments were soon making it back to Kroando, being moved via massive tankers which carried tens of thousands of tonnes to Antarctika, and agricultural equipment and emmigrants back. The Great Stagnation which had scoured Kroando was promptly being reversed... at least in the spectrum of starvation...

[A glorified bump and update of my colony.]

(OOC: Thanks for the bump. Mental note: See where Zoingo and Calizorinstan are...)

Faxanavian Europia continued to thrive. As the very first colony of Faxanavia, it had been an experiment, and it was an experiment that had worked. Cities were going up, real cities, not pre-fabricated one. The Faxanavian population was now 22,000 (of which 10,000 were soldiers) and growing. People were prospering.

IC:

The Calizorinstanian Colonial State of Romania continued to thrive, the population was now 17,500, (4,500 of which were soldiers and airplanes and such), and the timber and aluminum industry was thriving, and the commercial industry was expanding with new businesses going up every month.

IC:

The Calizorinstanian Colonial State of Romania continued to thrive, the population was now 17,500, (4,500 of which were soldiers and airplanes and such), and the timber and aluminum industry was thriving, and the commercial industry was expanding with new businesses going up every month.

OOC: Do you want me to write article 3 so that we can get on with our summit?

(OOC: Thanks for the bump. Mental note: See where Zoingo and Calizorinstan are...)

Faxanavian Europia continued to thrive. As the very first colony of Faxanavia, it had been an experiment, and it was an experiment that had worked. Cities were going up, real cities, not pre-fabricated one. The Faxanavian population was now 22,000 (of which 10,000 were soldiers) and growing. People were prospering.

( ooc: me is here, Ill write response later.)

OOC: Do you want me to write article 3 so that we can get on with our summit?

OOC: Yes please, that'd be good.

OOC: This is an update for my colony.

Neo-Ixanian Europia had been flourished since it was created. In the recent weeks, the Neo-Ixanian Europian Broadcasting Company or NIEBC had been established with the opening of the first television station. The first show aired was a talk show imported from Neo-Ixania with its host talking to people about life in Europia. The colonists were glad that they were living in Neo-ixanian Europia and more were expected to arrive in the future.

Article 3

Within this alliance, hereafter reffered to as the Europia Conquistada Alliance, it is a necesity that it be capable of establishing an elective body which represents all nationst freely and equally. as such, let it be established that this alliance shall have two bodies of representation. Let the first body, reffered to as the parliament, consist of 2 people or persons from all members of this alliance. Let these representatives define all laws not directly stated wihin this original agreement. Secondarily, let the second body, reffered to as the high court, be assembled from 8 persons or people who are supplied from within the members of this alliance. Let these members of the high court declare whether all laws created by parliament be fair, and be the deciders should one member of this alliance violate any of these laws and be brugh forward for ejection.

"What do you think?" said Johan, expectantly.

[This should get some activity going...]

Rocraine, Capital of Kroandon Krocraine

"General... we have a positive identification on the aircraft which was shot down near the border...", spoke Field Marshal Nuritz, entering the dark room with a stack of files in hand. "We have also established a data link with the KODS Satellites put up over the continent, and have the first batch of photos from the border with... Calizorinstan." Nuritz stepped forward into the shadow, placing the files on the desk before the General.

General Horus Rocraine looked up, grinning at the report of the nation which had sparked war with the Kroandon colony. "Is that so Marshal? Calizorinstan?", the General grinned as he looked over the satellite photos of various Calizorinstan bases, forts and settlements, with military installations clearly marked and targeted on all of them. "So am I to understand they control everything to our south?"

"Well... no sir. The Maldorians seem to have somehow carved a small, land locked chunk of land out of it all... and further to the south lay Fanaxavian claims.", Nuritz spoke, his Honvorg Infantry Apparatus Battle Suite scratched and worn, like those of his men, due to constant ambushes on the behalf of the natives. Though only twelve had died in the campaign, it was certainly an annoyance.

"Deploy the Devcor Batteries within the city... quickly and quietly. I want a full scale missile strike on every sinlge fort, settlement, outpost, air base and port. Blow them to hell. I also want choppers loaded up and ready to move 10,000 men to the border during the strike, taking points here... here... and here.", the General spoke, pointing to the maps on the desk. "Put all of our Halcons in the air to provide air support, they shouldn't have much air strength after we bomb their airfields... but we'll play it safe. And finally... I want all armored forces moving to the border as soon as the first missiles fall."

[Just a heads up... of course there is absolutely no way anyone other than myself knows about this...]

[This should get some activity going...]

Rocraine, Capital of Kroandon Krocraine

"General... we have a positive identification on the aircraft which was shot down near the border...", spoke Field Marshal Nuritz, entering the dark room with a stack of files in hand. "We have also established a data link with the KODS Satellites put up over the continent, and have the first batch of photos from the border with... Calizorinstan." Nuritz stepped forward into the shadow, placing the files on the desk before the General.

General Horus Rocraine looked up, grinning at the report of the nation which had sparked war with the Kroandon colony. "Is that so Marshal? Calizorinstan?", the General grinned as he looked over the satellite photos of various Calizorinstan bases, forts and settlements, with military installations clearly marked and targeted on all of them. "So am I to understand they control everything to our south?"

"Well... no sir. The Maldorians seem to have somehow carved a small, land locked chunk of land out of it all... and further to the south lay Fanaxavian claims.", Nuritz spoke, his Honvorg Infantry Apparatus Battle Suite scratched and worn, like those of his men, due to constant ambushes on the behalf of the natives. Though only twelve had died in the campaign, it was certainly an annoyance.

"Deploy the Devcor Batteries within the city... quickly and quietly. I want a full scale missile strike on every sinlge fort, settlement, outpost, air base and port. Blow them to hell. I also want choppers loaded up and ready to move 10,000 men to the border during the strike, taking points here... here... and here.", the General spoke, pointing to the maps on the desk. "Put all of our Halcons in the air to provide air support, they shouldn't have much air strength after we bomb their airfields... but we'll play it safe. And finally... I want all armored forces moving to the border as soon as the first missiles fall."

[Just a heads up... of course there is absolutely no way anyone other than myself knows about this...]

OOC: This'll be interesting. I'll wait for Cali to RP the attack before I condemn it.

Iraklion Port
http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd154/OK-LA-HO-MA/OK%20Military%20Veh/Iraklion.png

Osage Trade House to have delegtes and emmisary buildings soon

OOC: Since school is starting up again, anyone allied to me mind RP'ing my forces temporarily until this next weekend?

[OOC: Fax, you may want to get rid of the link to Myminicity in your signature before the mods catch you.

EDIT: Whoa, how did I get in here? Hmm...]

OOC: Since school is starting up again, anyone allied to me mind RP'ing my forces temporarily until this next weekend?

OOC: Can do. Just send a TG to Kroando okaying it, if it works for you.

[OOC: Fax, you may want to get rid of the link to Myminicity in your signature before the mods catch you.

EDIT: Whoa, how did I get in here? Hmm...]

OOC: Really? Thanks for the heads up, Stoklomovski.

Operation Elvokon - Rocraine, Capital of Kroandon Krocraine

The Capital Port City of the Krocraine was bustling with activity, at it always was, as dozens of HydroKorp and Insilgon trucks rolled up and down the newly laid asphault roads, carrying loads of harvested wheat to various mass production grain facilities, and in the same motion, massive sacks of grain to transport barges at the city's major export dock. The growing city boasted a population of over 60,000, a number matched by few in this newly discovered continent. The majority of these people worked in Insilgon's massive graining factories, still powered by lumber and coal coming in from the country side's vast deposits and forests. Insilgon, the massive agricultural conglomerate, had taken massive amounts of power in the industry during the heat of the Great Stagnation. Now it was the primary food producer in the Koalition, feeding roughly 67% of the nation, with HydroKorp providing around 24% - down from 88% before the economic recession. The remainder is still imported from various trade partners.

However Operation Eastern Sting had little to do with grain. It was about military power. Rocraine had been filled with missile platforms, platforms that were deployed within a single hour, and highly camoflagued as construction equipment. Targeting networks, pre-established, were linked to the over 400 missile platforms throughout the city, and was now uploading precise coordinates to every missile in the city. However from inside the city, or to those looking on from above, none would notice anything the least bit different, as trucks still drove, construction still continued, and civilian workers still walked on the streets, simply walking around the missile platforms as the missiles were elevated into the air.

The only noticeable difference occured 30 seconds before launch, when sirens and red lights flashed, and Legionnaires pushed back civilians from the launch area. In a moment, 400 KVR-2 Devcor Cruise Missiles (http://z14.invisionfree.com/Kroando_Tech_Inc/index.php?showtopic=31) rocketed off from their launch platforms, soaring into the sky and to the south west, towards Calizorinstan. These missiles, named after the Kroandon God of Death, Devcor, were not only immensely powerful, loaded with 1200 Kilograms of the most powerful non-nuclear explosive known to man, OctaNitroCubane, but stealthy, much less visible to IR, RADAR and LADAR detectors than were most missiles, such as the Tomahawk. These 400 Missiles rocketed off to scores of destinations. Military fortifications, RADAR Installations, defensive bunkers, camps, enemy troop concentrations, ammo dumps and airfields were fired upon. The airfields were hit with the intention not only of destroying Calizorinstani aircraft before they could ever take off, but damaging run ways so as to prevent them from taking off.

This however was not the only action taking place, as a massive aerial fleet had taken off from a military air base not far outside of Rocraine. Over fourty five CH-47 Chinook's lifted off from base, each carrying 50 Legionnaires, and flew towards the Calizorinstani border to the south, a border already under immense fire. These 2,250 soldiers would not land at the border, but ten miles inside it, where Kroandon ground forces were already expected to have arrived. The Chinooks were accompanied by fifteen Apache Gunships, which were designated to bombard surviving Calizorinstani camps and positions with Hellfire Missiles and machine gun straffing.

The Calizorinstani numbers in the region were predicted at little more than 5,000, if that, a number matched by the border guard in the various camps in south west Krocraine. There were twenty of these border-patrol military camps within 500 meters of Calizorinstan... each in possession of ten VL-7 Demolishers (http://z14.invisionfree.com/Kroando_Tech_Inc/index.php?showtopic=25), ten C-24 Big Guns (http://z14.invisionfree.com/Kroando_Tech_Inc/index.php?showtopic=6) and fifteen C-37 Mountain Breakers (http://z14.invisionfree.com/Kroando_Tech_Inc/index.php?showtopic=7). The guns had calibres of 406mm, 240mm and 155mm respectively, and each of them was tearing into any Calizorinstani settlement, town, city, fort, station, camp or civilization of any kind. The VL-7, with a range of over 90km's, provided a massive shield to advancing Kroandon forces on the ground.

These Kroandon Forces consisted mainly of the 78th and 79th Mechanized Divisions, each of 2500 Legionnaires, fully equipped in their Honvorg Infantry Apparatus (http://z14.invisionfree.com/Kroando_Tech_Inc/index.php?showtopic=32). They were transported aboard fifty Puma IFV's, fifty Kraken II MBT's, fifty G-24 Strikers, twenty five ID-57 Decimators, and over one hundred humvees. These two seperate forces moved in, one down the western portion of Calizorinstani Romania, the other down the center of the territory, ordered to blow the hell out of anything they came across.

Meanwhile Kroandon Air strikes had begun, with over ten sorties being run per minute on Calizorinstani airfields, military installations and cities. Each sortie consisted of two Halcon Stealth Fighters firing eight Air-to-Surface Missiles each at various ground targets.

As the missiles fell and the tanks rolled... war had most certainly begun.

Operation Elvokon - Rocraine, Capital of Kroandon Krocraine

The Capital Port City of the Krocraine was bustling with activity, at it always was, as dozens of HydroKorp and Insilgon trucks rolled up and down the newly laid asphault roads, carrying loads of harvested wheat to various mass production grain facilities, and in the same motion, massive sacks of grain to transport barges at the city's major export dock. The growing city boasted a population of over 60,000, a number matched by few in this newly discovered continent. The majority of these people worked in Insilgon's massive graining factories, still powered by lumber and coal coming in from the country side's vast deposits and forests. Insilgon, the massive agricultural conglomerate, had taken massive amounts of power in the industry during the heat of the Great Stagnation. Now it was the primary food producer in the Koalition, feeding roughly 67% of the nation, with HydroKorp providing around 24% - down from 88% before the economic recession. The remainder is still imported from various trade partners.

However Operation Eastern Sting had little to do with grain. It was about military power. Rocraine had been filled with missile platforms, platforms that were deployed within a single hour, and highly camoflagued as construction equipment. Targeting networks, pre-established, were linked to the over 400 missile platforms throughout the city, and was now uploading precise coordinates to every missile in the city. However from inside the city, or to those looking on from above, none would notice anything the least bit different, as trucks still drove, construction still continued, and civilian workers still walked on the streets, simply walking around the missile platforms as the missiles were elevated into the air.

The only noticeable difference occured 30 seconds before launch, when sirens and red lights flashed, and Legionnaires pushed back civilians from the launch area. In a moment, 400 KVR-2 Devcor Cruise Missiles (http://z14.invisionfree.com/Kroando_Tech_Inc/index.php?showtopic=31) rocketed off from their launch platforms, soaring into the sky and to the south west, towards Calizorinstan. These missiles, named after the Kroandon God of Death, Devcor, were not only immensely powerful, loaded with 1200 Kilograms of the most powerful non-nuclear explosive known to man, OctaNitroCubane, but stealthy, much less visible to IR, RADAR and LADAR detectors than were most missiles, such as the Tomahawk. These 400 Missiles rocketed off to scores of destinations. Military fortifications, RADAR Installations, defensive bunkers, camps, enemy troop concentrations, ammo dumps and airfields were fired upon. The airfields were hit with the intention not only of destroying Calizorinstani aircraft before they could ever take off, but damaging run ways so as to prevent them from taking off.

This however was not the only action taking place, as a massive aerial fleet had taken off from a military air base not far outside of Rocraine. Over fourty five CH-47 Chinook's lifted off from base, each carrying 50 Legionnaires, and flew towards the Calizorinstani border to the south, a border already under immense fire. These 2,250 soldiers would not land at the border, but ten miles inside it, where Kroandon ground forces were already expected to have arrived. The Chinooks were accompanied by fifteen Apache Gunships, which were designated to bombard surviving Calizorinstani camps and positions with Hellfire Missiles and machine gun straffing.

The Calizorinstani numbers in the region were predicted at little more than 5,000, if that, a number matched by the border guard in the various camps in south west Krocraine. There were twenty of these border-patrol military camps within 500 meters of Calizorinstan... each in possession of ten VL-7 Demolishers (http://z14.invisionfree.com/Kroando_Tech_Inc/index.php?showtopic=25), ten C-24 Big Guns (http://z14.invisionfree.com/Kroando_Tech_Inc/index.php?showtopic=6) and fifteen C-37 Mountain Breakers (http://z14.invisionfree.com/Kroando_Tech_Inc/index.php?showtopic=7). The guns had calibres of 406mm, 240mm and 155mm respectively, and each of them was tearing into any Calizorinstani settlement, town, city, fort, station, camp or civilization of any kind. The VL-7, with a range of over 90km's, provided a massive shield to advancing Kroandon forces on the ground.

These Kroandon Forces consisted mainly of the 78th and 79th Mechanized Divisions, each of 2500 Legionnaires, fully equipped in their Honvorg Infantry Apparatus (http://z14.invisionfree.com/Kroando_Tech_Inc/index.php?showtopic=32). They were transported aboard fifty Puma IFV's, fifty Kraken II MBT's, fifty G-24 Strikers, twenty five ID-57 Decimators, and over one hundred humvees. These two seperate forces moved in, one down the western portion of Calizorinstani Romania, the other down the center of the territory, ordered to blow the hell out of anything they came across.

Meanwhile Kroandon Air strikes had begun, with over ten sorties being run per minute on Calizorinstani airfields, military installations and cities. Each sortie consisted of two Halcon Stealth Fighters firing eight Air-to-Surface Missiles each at various ground targets.

As the missiles fell and the tanks rolled... war had most certainly begun.

OOC: I'm going to be posting for Calizorinstan, as per his request via board and TG. Any objections, Kroando?

IC:
The first attack was the most brutal Calizorinstani Romania had ever seen. The thousands of missiles and cruise missiles lay waste to much of Calizorinstan's holdings, and cost the lives of hundreds. Calizorinstan's own anti-aircraft and anti-missile fire was launched, from every launcher brought in as defense. They fired, a wave of shreaking metal which would intercept some, but not all of the inbound missiles. With luck, this should cut down on damages. As was, many military installations were lost, and several towns destroyed. Two of the four main air fields, as well, were destroyed, leaving two left in tact, but damaged. One left in tact and damaged was unity air force base, a grave mistake we will return to later. Meanwhile, the remaining Calizorinstani fighters lifted off, preparing to respond with direct attacks on the air and ground forces. What AA there was was moved to protect air ports and military installations, while towns were evacuated. The 5000 man standing army mobilized immediately, moving north and west to try to stop all inland troops. Meanwhile, the governor sent an urgent message.

To: All people of the Europia Conquistada Region (minus Kroando and the Krocaine)

We are under attack by forces from Kroando. Reinforcements will soon arrive from the mainland, but we need more aid if we are to repel this attack!

OOC: ATTN ALL!

Since I will be acting on Calizorinstan's behalf, I have established a system for RP. When I will be RPing as Calizorinstan, I will lable it as

ICC
which stands for In Character Calizorinstan

When RPing as Faxanavia, I will lable it as

ICF
Which stands for In Character Faxanavia

OOC: I'm going to be posting for Calizorinstan, as per his request via board and TG. Any objections, Kroando?

IC:
The first attack was the most brutal Calizorinstani Romania had ever seen. The thousands of missiles and cruise missiles lay waste to much of Calizorinstan's holdings, and cost the lives of hundreds. Calizorinstan's own anti-aircraft and anti-missile fire was launched, from every launcher brought in as defense. They fired, a wave of shreaking metal which would intercept some, but not all of the inbound missiles. With luck, this should cut down on damages. As was, many military installations were lost, and several towns destroyed. Two of the four main air fields, as well, were destroyed, leaving two left in tact, but damaged. One left in tact and damaged was unity air force base, a grave mistake we will return to later. Meanwhile, the remaining Calizorinstani fighters lifted off, preparing to respond with direct attacks on the air and ground forces. What AA there was was moved to protect air ports and military installations, while towns were evacuated. The 5000 man standing army mobilized immediately, moving north and west to try to stop all inland troops. Meanwhile, the governor sent an urgent message.

To: All people of the Europia Conquistada Region (minus Kroando and the Krocaine)

We are under attack by forces from Kroando. Reinforcements will soon arrive from the mainland, but we need more aid if we are to repel this attack!

ICF:

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The Orwellian Meritocracy openly condemns the actions of Kroando, and will mobilize its forces to defend Calizorinstani Romania if it does not back down immediately.

Respectfully yours,
Johan Albringer
Governor

OOC: My update


The Bulgarian radicals and the provisional government were able to work out their difference and the elections went off without a hitch. By a majority, they became the Federal Commonwealth of Bulgaria. This status made them the fifth commonwealth in Brydog and give them self-rule. Boris Linakoff, the Bulgarian chief was named the first Prime Minister of Bulgaria. Now, it was the task of the Federal forces to defend the newborn democracy. More forces from Brydog were deployed to Bulgaria to help train the Bulgarian Defense Force.

[All is good with me.]

Official Message from General Horus Rocraine

As of 0300 this morning a state of Goradov Moracum has existed between the Kroandon Koalitionist Territory of the Krocraine and Calizorinstani Romania. This status has been brought about by the actions of Calizorinstan itself, as it's flights constantly violate the sovereignty of Kroando, and the arming of native rebels inside the lands are unacceptable. Due to these flagrant acts of war mongering, the Koalitionist Territory has, under the authorization granted in the Koalitionist Imperial Acts of 1982, declared Goradov Moracum upon Calizorinstani Romani. All those whom stand against the Koalition shall be met with whatever violence they attempt to bestow upon the Koalition.

[END]

[Goradov Moracum is an ancienty Kroandon phrase for 'war until conquest' - which means the war is exclusively applied to these territories. Also, for convinience, shall we assume the settlements and towns are in the same areas, with the same names?]

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Enroute to Oradea

Kroandon Field Marshal Gregor Nuritz grinned as he looked out of the hatch of his Kraken II MBT as it rolled down the dirt road of Calizorinstani Romania, moving south towards the town of Oradea. He smiled as he looked to his left, watching a small farming house burn... apperantly a 'mistake' during the cruise missile strike less than an hour before. The Kroandon convoy moved at roughly thirty five miles an hour, putting them in Oradea in a few hours. The 2500 man, 300 vehicle convoy rolled forward, causing the ground beneath to shake with their approach. The G-24's, using their state of the art LADAR-RARAR-IR Sensors, picked up hostile aircraft comming in from the south... and immidiately responded, with each aircraft being targeted by no less than three SDCI Surface-to-Air Missiles.

Enroute to Iasi

Colonel Helmuth Dreg, possibly one of the most notorious, ruthless, bloody, genius officers in the Kroandon Military, serving only as a Colonel. He had what it took to command Legions, yet his extremely violent tactics regarding 'Civilian Obstacles' as he called them, had kept him from advancing... which was saying something, as the Kroandon Military had a notoriously lax stance on civilian fatalities. Dreg peered out of the roof of his Kraken, surveying the burning country side as his tank rolled forward, accompanied by a force identicle to the one commanded by Field Marshal Nuritz to the West.

North of Cluj-Napoca

As the Chinooks sat down, unloading the Legionnaires and supplies, the Halcons in the air squared off with the Calizorinstani Aircraft in the area. Orders were simple. Fire when able. The moment the enemy had come within 50 miles of the Kroandon Halcons, they would find themselves painfully overwhelmed, as each of the ten aircraft in the area unleashed eight missiles, totalling 80 in all. The men on the ground however were unconcerned, as the Legionnaires unloaded light mortars, ammunition crates, water jugs and various other supplies. They were positioned roughly a mile and a half north of the city... and they quickly began their movement south as the Apaches overhead bombarded the flaming settlement with Hellfire Missiles. The 2500 Kroandons began the run south to the city limits...

Romanian-Bulgarian Border

Bulgarian and Federal forces took up positions near the border, their orders were to defend the border and control the flow of refegees that was planned. At the captial, the newly formed Bulgarian government were discussing plans and to aid their ally. The military leaders decided to re-enforce their positions and then make a decision. All of the towns that were located on the banks of border, the Danube river were re-enforced, Kroando could not be trusted. Rousse, a town on the Danube served as a HQ for the 2nd Squadron, 1st Jäger Guard Regiment. This unit was the most elite troops in Bulgaria and were place in command to the planned defence or offensive when the plan was finalized.

[All is good with me.]

Official Message from General Horus Rocraine

As of 0300 this morning a state of Goradov Moracum has existed between the Kroandon Koalitionist Territory of the Krocraine and Calizorinstani Romania. This status has been brought about by the actions of Calizorinstan itself, as it's flights constantly violate the sovereignty of Kroando, and the arming of native rebels inside the lands are unacceptable. Due to these flagrant acts of war mongering, the Koalitionist Territory has, under the authorization granted in the Koalitionist Imperial Acts of 1982, declared Goradov Moracum upon Calizorinstani Romani. All those whom stand against the Koalition shall be met with whatever violence they attempt to bestow upon the Koalition.

[END]

[Goradov Moracum is an ancienty Kroandon phrase for 'war until conquest' - which means the war is exclusively applied to these territories. Also, for convinience, shall we assume the settlements and towns are in the same areas, with the same names?]

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Enroute to Oradea

Kroandon Field Marshal Gregor Nuritz grinned as he looked out of the hatch of his Kraken II MBT as it rolled down the dirt road of Calizorinstani Romania, moving south towards the town of Oradea. He smiled as he looked to his left, watching a small farming house burn... apperantly a 'mistake' during the cruise missile strike less than an hour before. The Kroandon convoy moved at roughly thirty five miles an hour, putting them in Oradea in a few hours. The 2500 man, 300 vehicle convoy rolled forward, causing the ground beneath to shake with their approach. The G-24's, using their state of the art LADAR-RARAR-IR Sensors, picked up hostile aircraft comming in from the south... and immidiately responded, with each aircraft being targeted by no less than three SDCI Surface-to-Air Missiles.

Enroute to Iasi

Colonel Helmuth Dreg, possibly one of the most notorious, ruthless, bloody, genius officers in the Kroandon Military, serving only as a Colonel. He had what it took to command Legions, yet his extremely violent tactics regarding 'Civilian Obstacles' as he called them, had kept him from advancing... which was saying something, as the Kroandon Military had a notoriously lax stance on civilian fatalities. Dreg peered out of the roof of his Kraken, surveying the burning country side as his tank rolled forward, accompanied by a force identicle to the one commanded by Field Marshal Nuritz to the West.

North of Cluj-Napoca

As the Chinooks sat down, unloading the Legionnaires and supplies, the Halcons in the air squared off with the Calizorinstani Aircraft in the area. Orders were simple. Fire when able. The moment the enemy had come within 50 miles of the Kroandon Halcons, they would find themselves painfully overwhelmed, as each of the ten aircraft in the area unleashed eight missiles, totalling 80 in all. The men on the ground however were unconcerned, as the Legionnaires unloaded light mortars, ammunition crates, water jugs and various other supplies. They were positioned roughly a mile and a half north of the city... and they quickly began their movement south as the Apaches overhead bombarded the flaming settlement with Hellfire Missiles. The 2500 Kroandons began the run south to the city limits...

OOC: That looks fine to me.

ICC

The Calizorinstani forces within Calizorinstani Romania currently numbered 5000, as well as some 300 or so aircraft, mainly F-35's. "This was not enough to combat the Kroandon powers, and, so more forces were needed. This is why approximately 10,000 soldiers had mobilized immediately upon the Kroandon's first move from the homeland, and would soon arrive at Constanta, in the south. They had come onboard large aircraft carriers, also bearing F-35's, and they would be heading north to aid the combat.

Meanwhile, the main Calizorinstan force had broken down into 4 groups. Each group of 1,250 men would travel along a different path- one to the east along the border, one to the west along the coast, and two groups heading west and east through the center of the country. They would attempt to hit the Kroandons from both sides, severely damaging them, and, with luck, dealing heavy damage.

The F-35's over Cluj Napoca were in big trouble. They were under oppressive fire by the Halcons, and could do very little to damage the enemy. Therefore, they pulled back, into and over the city. There, the fast F-35's would regroup, and attack the enemy as they came into the harder to navigate city. Meanwhile, to the south, what was left of the non-evacuated people were moved to safety as the enemy hoards swept in from the north. The pilots of the F-35's aimed as one, readying their missiles to take down any Kroandon they could.

Port of Rocraine - 5 Hours Before Calizorinstani Reinforcements Arrive in Romania

The Kroandons quickly took note of the Calizorinstani fleet approaching the south of Romania, and knew immidiately what was taking place. Reinforcements from the Calizorinstani mainland. General Rocraine was not permitted under Goradov Moracum to attack the Calizorinstani in international waters... and so he waited. He waited until they came within 5 kilometers of the coast, and then ordered the Kroandon fleet in the harbour to sink them. Some twenty Visari Class Destroyers and five Visby Class Corvettes (modified), targeted the approaching reinforcement fleet via satellite imagery... and fired. Each of the Visari's unleashed twenty Valour Class Anti-Shipping Missiles, the Corvettes another five each, sending 425 Missiles at the Calizorinstani vessels.

Enroute to Oradea/Iasi

The Calizorinstani attack was perfect in position, timing, location and surprise. It lacked in number, armor and troop quality. The Kroandon convoy came under heavy small arms fire, fire that was quite simply, useless against the Kroandon armored forces, as the tanks, personel carriers and even heavily armored humvees shrugged off the rounds of assault rifles as easily as the Legionnaires did. As bullets covered the convoy, men fell to the ground - not dead, but clutching the bruised areas of their bodies caused by the bullets. The Kroandon thick carapace armor provided by their Honvorg Infantry Apparati repelled rounds as high as 7.62mm in calibre with ease, repelling even high calibre rounds in certain areas of the armor.

The Legionnaires sitting atop the humvees, tanks and other transports fell to the ground next to the convoy, few of which were dead. Most however simply directed their K1 Assault Rifles to the edges of the road, and unleashed return fire on the enemy. Grenades, likely used by the Calizorinstani, were used with equal ferocity by the Kroandons, whom used their grenade of choice, the EastCHN in scortching Calizorinstani positions. The EastCHN was non-explosive... instead is sprayed a napalmesque substance in a twenty five foot radius, and covered everything in immense flame and oder.

However the main retaliation had yet to come. The Calizorinstani would quickly learn to fear the ID-57 Decimator as the tanks turned their dual 30mm Gatling Guns towards the sides of the roads, covering them in depleted uranium 30mm shells. There existed over twenty five of these monsters, which were coupled by the fifty Kraken II's, which pounded the road sides with both their 130mm rounds and their 12.7mm CIWS Guns. The Puma IFV's also joined in, the Calizorinstani attack in 30mm Autocannons and their 5.56mm Machine Gun mounts. Finally there stood over a hundred humvees mounting fifty calibre machine guns which provided covering fire as the Legionnaires poured out of the convoy, putting 2500 Kroandons against 2500 Calizorinstani. The difference? The Kroandons were equipped with some of the latest technological equipment around, and held the benefit of over 300 armored vehicles. Within ten minutes, over 150 Kroandon casualties were sustained, including a number of destroyed humvees.

North of Cluj-Napoca

The Legionnaires stormed into the city, 2500 in number, firing upon anyone not wearing the destinctive equipment of the Kroandon soldier, equipment which looked like some Helghast soldier out of Killzone. These sinister looking men stormed into buildings firing at anything that was not clearly a cowering woman or child. They also took up the role of forcing the enemy aircraft out of the city. Many of the Kroandon Legionnaires carried Stinger Missile Launchers, and positioned themselves on roof tops. They concealed themselves and ambushed low flying F-35's, attempting to secure the airspace, and push the aircraft out of the city, back towards the circling Halcons.

Meanwhile, Kroandon reinforcements neared the border, over 9,000 men and 400 vehicles coming close to Romania...

ICC
The Calizorinstani reinforcements at the coast were unsuprised by the actions of the Kroandon forces on the coast, and responded in earnest. The CIWS and anti-missile defenses opened fire, blasting the Kroando missiles. However, one of the 6 vast carriers was lost, and the Calizorinstani forces landed without more then 1,000 of the men who had come. They made land on the coast, and split, heading to support the Calizorinstanis who were already fighting up the coast, working to repel the Kroandons.

Speaking of them, the forces were taking heavy damages. Crouched in one of the trenches along the side of the road, Field Commander Charles Vimebron awaited the approaching Kroandon convoy. They would attempt an ambush, using heavier artillery and shoulder mounted weapons. As the convoy drew closer, F.C. Vimebron readied his own gun, preparing. Suddenly, with a loud bang, the fighting started. Artillery began blasting, as did multiple bazookas and rocket launchers, utulized by teams. Grenades came flying into and out of the trench, adding to the melee. As the battle raged, the FC signaled to the team down the row. If the Kroandon's pushed through his group, they would meet the same thing, over and over and over again...

The F-35's were pulling back, but now support was arriving. This time, it was in the form of 80 more F-35's, carrying JDAMS. They would attack the forces in the city below, hoping to bomb them out.

Bulgarian Congress Buliding

The newly bulit Congress buliding housed the Congress of the new republic. They were discussing the troubles in Romania. Many wanting to aid and others not wanting to be in a war. The Prime Minister listening to the blicking stold up and the entire buliding was in quiet. "We must support the Romanians and the Calizorinstani as they are our allies. We ask that we do the deed to defend them from the horrors of the invaders. This shall be a test for our new nation and to show that the tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants." The men looked at each other and a feeling filled the room. The Bulgarian Prime Minister said one more thing, "For Liberty".

Danube River

The order came in to come to the defense of Romania. 150,000 troops and equipment were to cross the river. The 2nd Squadron, 1st Jager Guard Regiment was to lead the defense as Chancellor IIs, and other armored vehicles cross the river and headed to San Salvador to defend the city and evacate all the civilians. The 23rd Tactical Fighter Squadron with it's F-15Es were send to support Calizorinstani forces being assaulted.


From the Office of the Prime Minister

Today, units of the Brydog Federal Military and Bulgarian Defence Force cross into Romania to defend our Calizorinstani allies and the native popluation. We demand that Kroandons next time use dipomatic means before resorting to military means. Wait, That's not how you work, next time think before acting.

Signed,
Trisha Handstand-Lichtenburg
Prime Minister of The Lord Chancellorship of Brydog

ICF

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The Orwellian Meritocracy of Faxanavia wishes to remind Kroando that they have attacked Faxanvian sovreign territory (Unity Airforce Base in Calizorinstani Romania is legally under the joint control of Calizorinstan and Faxanavia.) and as such shall be forced to face the retribution for their actions.

Respectfully yours,
Johan Albringer
Governor

This was to go not by land, but by air. The Faxanavian air force was in top form for this, and some 900 air-superiority fighters had arrived in Faxanavia Europia. They, supported by the 500 fighters already on the island, would lead in defense of Calizorinstani Romania, bombing the Kroandon forces, and working to repel them. Just now, the Faxanavians were winging their way north, and coming into range over the Kroandon forces on the west border. Each of the 75 AF-17 Mudhens were carrying 3 Paveway III missiles, a total of 225 missiles, and they would be dropped on the forces below. Now, as they honed in on their targets, the AF-17's flew at 65,000 feet, their afterburners pushing them to mach 2.

ooc: Im back and ready to post my update.

Venice, Italian Providence

Far from the northern war with Kroando and Calizorinstan, the people of the Zoingonian colony prospered. The standard of living had increased in all parts of the colony, and much of this lead to the capitals high increase in population, which further pulled Venice into the lead as one of the most cultured places in all of Eruopa Conquestadora, with grand orchestra houses, beautiful palaces and plazas, and fine museums. Raw materials from the pesantry dominated countryside flowed into the clusterd cites, and many fine foods and manufactured goods came out. Merchanting became popular in the entire colony, which furthur gave the populace required materials and supplies it couldn't produce on its own. With railroads bringing in goods, ships bringing supplies into port, and the discovered gold and silver viens found in the Mountains, Venice became the (hey I do have to brag once in a while don't I :p) richest port in all of the Colonies, with its currency, the Illion ranking at an exchange rate of 1 USD = .3208 Illion's. The people were happiest abound, and far from any unsuspecting war in the north, but that could change......

Enroute to Oradea/Iasi - Before Faxanavian Airstrike

"Marhal Nuritz, the last of the Calizorinstani are being pursued in the fields, we have multiple units tracking down the remainder of the ambush parties...", Lieutenant Groundik reported as the echo of machine gun fire could be heard in the distance, as could the clanking of tools as Humvees with blown out tires were re-wheeled, and damaged vehicles were hauled to the back. Nuritz looked up and down the convoy, first at the limping Kroandons, and other Legionnaires whom dug bullets out of their thick carapace armor, then to the sides of the roads, at the bodies of the Calizorinstani.

"Call off the pursuit Lieutenant... they probably have ambushes set up throughout the area...", Nuritz responded, looking down the road for several hundred meters. "And Lieutenant, call a artillery strike on the sides of this road as far as it goes... I don't want anymore surprises." And so the convoy sured itself up, reforming its positions, the Kroandons taking their places, and the guns being wiped clean. They however, did not move. They waited. They waited for the explosions, for down the road, the artillery shells, filled with napalm, would be landing. The sides of the roads, likely filled with ambush parties were being completely burnt out by massive napalm laden artillery shells. Both sides of the road would be covered in the flaming substance in both directions for a good ways, all the way to the target city.

Only once the shelling was complete would the forces move forward.

Enroute to Oradea - Faxanavian Airstrike

Nuritz never gave the order for the fifty G-24 Strikers (http://z14.invisionfree.com/Kroando_Tech_Inc/index.php?showtopic=8) to fire at the approaching Faxanavian AF-17 Mudhens, but fire they did. As the enemy aircraft unleashed their volley of roughly 225 missiles, the G-24's, each loaded with seven SDCI-Interceptor Missiles, unleashed 350 missiles. 225 of those SDCI-Interceptors were targeting the AF-17 Mudhens, the remaining 125 were targeting the incoming enemy missile wave. Nearly 75 of those 225 enemy missiles were knocked down, the remainder screeching in towards the Kroandon convoy, which still held defences in RADAR Jammers and CIWS Guns. A number of the enemy missiles, heavily barraged by RADAR and flares, were knocked off course, as were many more destroyed by the 12.7mm CIWS Guns located atop every Kraken II, G-24 and ID-57. Still, over 100 men lay dead after the strike, another 150 wounded - with some fifty vehicles destroyed, another twenty damaged. However the Faxanavians now had to contend with 225 missiles heading at them - over 3 missiles per plane.

Rocraine

The Devcor launchers had been restocked, and now had found new targets. Airfields. The airfields not only of Calizorinstani Romania, but of the northern Faxanavian claims. Several hundred of these stealthy cruise missiles had been fired en masse at the enemy air bases and radar installations. [Some 200 at Calizorinstani - 200 at Northern Faxanavian Territory] The missiles were intended to at the least, cause damage to the valuable runways of the air bases, preventing enemy aircraft from taking off or landing. However this was not the end of the strike, as another 120 were launched at Brydogian tank divisions crossing into southern Romania.

Enroute to Oradea/Iasi - Before Faxanavian Airstrike

"Marhal Nuritz, the last of the Calizorinstani are being pursued in the fields, we have multiple units tracking down the remainder of the ambush parties...", Lieutenant Groundik reported as the echo of machine gun fire could be heard in the distance, as could the clanking of tools as Humvees with blown out tires were re-wheeled, and damaged vehicles were hauled to the back. Nuritz looked up and down the convoy, first at the limping Kroandons, and other Legionnaires whom dug bullets out of their thick carapace armor, then to the sides of the roads, at the bodies of the Calizorinstani.

"Call off the pursuit Lieutenant... they probably have ambushes set up throughout the area...", Nuritz responded, looking down the road for several hundred meters. "And Lieutenant, call a artillery strike on the sides of this road as far as it goes... I don't want anymore surprises." And so the convoy sured itself up, reforming its positions, the Kroandons taking their places, and the guns being wiped clean. They however, did not move. They waited. They waited for the explosions, for down the road, the artillery shells, filled with napalm, would be landing. The sides of the roads, likely filled with ambush parties were being completely burnt out by massive napalm laden artillery shells. Both sides of the road would be covered in the flaming substance in both directions for a good ways, all the way to the target city.

Only once the shelling was complete would the forces move forward.

Enroute to Oradea - Faxanavian Airstrike

Nuritz never gave the order for the fifty G-24 Strikers (http://z14.invisionfree.com/Kroando_Tech_Inc/index.php?showtopic=8) to fire at the approaching Faxanavian AF-17 Mudhens, but fire they did. As the enemy aircraft unleashed their volley of roughly 225 missiles, the G-24's, each loaded with seven SDCI-Interceptor Missiles, unleashed 350 missiles. 225 of those SDCI-Interceptors were targeting the AF-17 Mudhens, the remaining 125 were targeting the incoming enemy missile wave. Nearly 75 of those 225 enemy missiles were knocked down, the remainder screeching in towards the Kroandon convoy, which still held defences in RADAR Jammers and CIWS Guns. A number of the enemy missiles, heavily barraged by RADAR and flares, were knocked off course, as were many more destroyed by the 12.7mm CIWS Guns located atop every Kraken II, G-24 and ID-57. Still, over 100 men lay dead after the strike, another 150 wounded - with some fifty vehicles destroyed, another twenty damaged. However the Faxanavians now had to contend with 225 missiles heading at them - over 3 missiles per plane.

Rocraine

The Devcor launchers had been restocked, and now had found new targets. Airfields. The airfields not only of Calizorinstani Romania, but of the northern Faxanavian claims. Several hundred of these stealthy cruise missiles had been fired en masse at the enemy air bases and radar installations. [Some 200 at Calizorinstani - 200 at Northern Faxanavian Territory] The missiles were intended to at the least, cause damage to the valuable runways of the air bases, preventing enemy aircraft from taking off or landing. However this was not the end of the strike, as another 120 were launched at Brydogian tank divisions crossing into southern Romania.

ICC

The Calizorinstani forces fled backwards, the artillery shelling blasting them. They were on the retreat when the Faxanavian planes came whooshing in. A cheer went up, and they moved back further, awaiting the Faxanavian forces attack.

This time, the Calizorinstani were ready for the missiles. Their own defense systems opened fire, blasting away at the inbound missiles. Certainly they took some damage, but much lower then previously in their unprepared state.

The Calizorinstani reinforcements were headed north, and would soon meet up with the Calizorinstani forces on the east of the nation, taking the 2,500 Kroandons by surprise. These men came armed with high caliber weapons, to combat the honvorg armor so favored by the Kroandons.

ICF

The AF-17's loosed each of their two recessed ASRAAM missiles, which would intercept two of the three in bound missiles, destroying them. The AF-17's continued by dodging expertly, using their nose-cone mounted gun to destroy the remaining missile. Only 15 sustained damage, and those retreated at the head of the pack of the AF-17's, returning to Faxanavia to reload and refuel. However, they would meet up with some 150 planes flying up the border, fully armed with Paveway III's and ASRAAMs.They would be bombing the Kroandons heavily, and giving the Calizorinstanis cover to get away.

The inbound missiles were met by the Faxanavians own anti-air missiles. These would disrupt a large portion of the two hundred missiles bound for the eight Faxanavian air field in Faxanavian Europia. CIWS there would deal even more damage to the swarms, and damage would, hopefully, be low.

Were you to look at an average RADAR read out, you wouldn't see anything cruising the skies. This is because the F-117A was almost invisible to RADAR, and there were 50 currently inbound for fighting the Kroandons with heavy bombing, including more of the Paveway III's so favored by the Faxanavians.

OOC: An update for my colony and a little look into the life of my colony's Viceroy. Unfortunately, I cannot find most of my posts on this thread.

"I see that the other nations, including Faxanavia, are fighting each other in Europia."

Nicholas Baranov sat in his desk in the office he had built for him while his secretary was busying writing notes. He read the newspaper articles about how Faxanavian soldiers were fighting the Kroandans, a people that he did not know much of, save the fact that they were fighting Neo-Ixania's ally. Despite this, he had no power to join the conflict on Faxanavia's side, as Neo-Ixania's government had that power.

He looked out the nearby window as a smile crept on his face. The colonies were thriving, his wife was expecting a third child, and his two children were busy learning about life in Europia. Nicholas looked at his secretary, and in a good mood, decided to dismiss her. "You can go home now. I'll call you if I need you."

Happily but respectfully, she took her items and walked out of the room. Nicholas watched before he took the newspaper and continued reading about the conflicts in Europia. Luckily, he would not have to deal with foreign attacks or Communist uprisings. "Viceroy, your wife is on the phone."

Nicholas listened to his secretary as she walked back inside his room and picked up the nearby phone with a smile on his face. "She got top marks? That is excellent of our daughter. We shall reward her when I return home." Nicholas talked to his wife, Alexandra, for a while after the secretary left the room. "Alex, we'll have a romantic night to ourselves this week. Don't worry....it will be a pleasurable night."

With a grin on his face, he wrote down the address to a new restaurant that his wife was telling him about. "That sounds like a good restaurant, Alex. Luckily I will not be delayed by my work. You know how much I enjoy being with you."

He hung up the phone after five minutes and smiled as he looked out the window. "My life is....excellent." Nicholas uttered before he took the newspaper and continued reading.

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Neo-Ixanian Europia was thriving despite the recent law that limited immigration due to a desire not to overpopulate the land. Settlers had established new lives for themselves and soldiers were either having fun, talking with young girls or training in camps. On televisions, news of the conflicts in Europia were watched by many but most people shrugged them off as, according to a reporter, "the mere bloody news we've heard about so many times before."

Despite the somewhat apathetic response to the news by citizens, the Viceroy's Government demanded more training for soldiers despite the fact that Neo-Ixanian Europia could only go to war if Neo-Ixania did, asking for permission to go alone would be in vain. Several Neo-Ixanian naval ships had been sent to patrol the waters while soldiers were going through obstacle courses. Soldiers were either from the colonies themselves or from Neo-Ixania and those from the homeland wrote back to their loved ones as soon as possible. Some even used webcams to communicate with them. Most of them desired a peaceful return to their loved ones in the future....not a return with blood stains on their uniforms.

Valle, Andorra

Meritxell DeValera walked with Bishop Joseph Pescara and he told of how they had arrived that he had heard from his father and his father's father. Long ago they had left their homeland, a nation called La Estrella.

They were unhappy with the government and it's ways so they sailed away never to return. They found the islands uninhabited settled in the valley. They named their country Andorra and for a time they were happy.

Then the horsemen came, they arrived in the valley from the north and for the past few years would sporadically return every few years.

"This ends, now." said Meritxell

Enroute to Oradea

The Kroandon G-24 Strikers had long since reloaded their missile pods which had been emptied in the skirmish with the Faxanavian Aircraft had since been refilled. Not only had they been refilled, by those missile pods loaded with AvK-2 SteelFires had been emptied in favor of more Anti-Aircraft Missiles, to counter the report of further aircraft approaching. The SDCI-4's, employed here, held a range of over 65 miles, and were fired long before this larger wave of AH-17's unleashed their Air-to-Ground Missiles. The fifty G-24's each fired a full volley of missiles, 500 in all at the 150 AH-17's. The Kroandons were sure not to make the same mistake twice, and fired well over 3 missiles at each incoming aircraft.

Iasi

As the Kroandons looted what was left of the city, and burned the rest, the radio report echoed throughout the CommLinks of the 2500 Legionnaires and 300 Armored Vehicles, including over 75 tanks. Psssshhhhhttttt... Colonel Dreg, this is Scout Unit 081792 - reporting heavy enemy advance... psssshhhhttt in the thousands... coordinates are- pssssshhhhhtttt... And with that report, the Kroandons stopped their pillaging and moved to the Western portion of the city. The 2500 soldiers took up defensive positions inside buildings, in houses, behind cars, in run off gutters and behind tanks. Oh yes, the 50 Krakens and 25 ID-57's were lined up at the outset of the city, in a stiff line supported by a hundred Humvees mounting .50 Calibre Guns, and another 50 G-24's, loaded with AvK-2 SteelFire Missiles. The fifty odd Puma IFV's also added a punch to the Kroandon line with their 30mm Autocannons and 7.62mm Mounted Machine Guns.

When the Calizorinstani finally poured out of the forest and towards the Kroandon line, they were met by a massive hail of tank and gun fire. 50 130mm guns from the Kraken II's firing high explosive shells. 100 30mm Gatling Guns from the ID-57's. Over 500 Anti-Personel Fragmentation Rockets from the ID-57's. 100 12.7mm Gatling Guns from the tanks. Another 100 .50 Calibre Machine guns from the humvees. 50 30mm Autocannons and 50 7.62mm Machine Guns from the Pumas. 400 AvK-2 SteelFire Missiles from the G-24's. And 2500 K1 Assault Rifles from the bulwark of the force, the Legionnaires. However this would not be all, as back over 70 miles away, ten VL-7 Demolishers and twenty C-24 Big Guns pounded the Calizorinstani Positions with 406mm and 240mm Guns, firing napalm laden explosives. The Calizorinstani would find themselves rather outmatched, even with their superior numbers. But if this did not deter them, perhaps twenty five Halcon Stealth Fighters would, as they straffed the ground with their 20mm Gatling Guns and dropped explosives on their advance.

Krocraine Border Station

It was true, the RADAR Screens were blank when it came to aircraft readings. Of course there were birds, but that was normal. In particular there were fifty birds heading towards the border of the Krocraine... but again... they were just birds. That was until the troops checked the LADAR Scanners, which told a different story. They depicted fifty aircraft, not fifty birds. The F-117 was designed long before LADAR came into use as a primary tracking system, which was in wisespread use in this time. LADAR, using laser beams instead of sound waves to track units about. The LADAR depicted stealth aircraft, fifty in number, heading towards the border.

But they did not act immidiately. No aircraft were scrambled, no fighters put to the air. The border patrols hardly moved, they simply sat, and waited, watching as the bombers came closer... and closer... and closer. 70 miles. 60 miles. 50 miles. 40. 30. And that was it. The G-24's and SDCI Batteries on the ground unleashed some 150 missiles from that border patrol station alone at the F-117's - with another 125 missile fired from the station roughly ten miles south. These 275 missiles were tracking not just the RADAR Signatures of the 'birds', but the LADAR signatures, which were far more difficult to throw off. Over five missiles were locked onto each enemy 'stealth' aircraft... and taking into consideration the lack of mobility the F-117 possessed... the Kroandons grinned as the order to scramble the Halcons was given - to mop up whatever the Fanaxavians had survived the missile spam.

Enroute to Oradea

The Kroandon G-24 Strikers had long since reloaded their missile pods which had been emptied in the skirmish with the Faxanavian Aircraft had since been refilled. Not only had they been refilled, by those missile pods loaded with AvK-2 SteelFires had been emptied in favor of more Anti-Aircraft Missiles, to counter the report of further aircraft approaching. The SDCI-4's, employed here, held a range of over 65 miles, and were fired long before this larger wave of AH-17's unleashed their Air-to-Ground Missiles. The fifty G-24's each fired a full volley of missiles, 500 in all at the 150 AH-17's. The Kroandons were sure not to make the same mistake twice, and fired well over 3 missiles at each incoming aircraft.

Iasi

As the Kroandons looted what was left of the city, and burned the rest, the radio report echoed throughout the CommLinks of the 2500 Legionnaires and 300 Armored Vehicles, including over 75 tanks. Psssshhhhhttttt... Colonel Dreg, this is Scout Unit 081792 - reporting heavy enemy advance... psssshhhhttt in the thousands... coordinates are- pssssshhhhhtttt... And with that report, the Kroandons stopped their pillaging and moved to the Western portion of the city. The 2500 soldiers took up defensive positions inside buildings, in houses, behind cars, in run off gutters and behind tanks. Oh yes, the 50 Krakens and 25 ID-57's were lined up at the outset of the city, in a stiff line supported by a hundred Humvees mounting .50 Calibre Guns, and another 50 G-24's, loaded with AvK-2 SteelFire Missiles. The fifty odd Puma IFV's also added a punch to the Kroandon line with their 30mm Autocannons and 7.62mm Mounted Machine Guns.

When the Calizorinstani finally poured out of the forest and towards the Kroandon line, they were met by a massive hail of tank and gun fire. 50 130mm guns from the Kraken II's firing high explosive shells. 100 30mm Gatling Guns from the ID-57's. Over 500 Anti-Personel Fragmentation Rockets from the ID-57's. 100 12.7mm Gatling Guns from the tanks. Another 100 .50 Calibre Machine guns from the humvees. 50 30mm Autocannons and 50 7.62mm Machine Guns from the Pumas. 400 AvK-2 SteelFire Missiles from the G-24's. And 2500 K1 Assault Rifles from the bulwark of the force, the Legionnaires. However this would not be all, as back over 70 miles away, ten VL-7 Demolishers and twenty C-24 Big Guns pounded the Calizorinstani Positions with 406mm and 240mm Guns, firing napalm laden explosives. The Calizorinstani would find themselves rather outmatched, even with their superior numbers. But if this did not deter them, perhaps twenty five Halcon Stealth Fighters would, as they straffed the ground with their 20mm Gatling Guns and dropped explosives on their advance.

Krocraine Border Station

It was true, the RADAR Screens were blank when it came to aircraft readings. Of course there were birds, but that was normal. In particular there were fifty birds heading towards the border of the Krocraine... but again... they were just birds. That was until the troops checked the LADAR Scanners, which told a different story. They depicted fifty aircraft, not fifty birds. The F-117 was designed long before LADAR came into use as a primary tracking system, which was in wisespread use in this time. LADAR, using laser beams instead of sound waves to track units about. The LADAR depicted stealth aircraft, fifty in number, heading towards the border.

But they did not act immidiately. No aircraft were scrambled, no fighters put to the air. The border patrols hardly moved, they simply sat, and waited, watching as the bombers came closer... and closer... and closer. 70 miles. 60 miles. 50 miles. 40. 30. And that was it. The G-24's and SDCI Batteries on the ground unleashed some 150 missiles from that border patrol station alone at the F-117's - with another 125 missile fired from the station roughly ten miles south. These 275 missiles were tracking not just the RADAR Signatures of the 'birds', but the LADAR signatures, which were far more difficult to throw off. Over five missiles were locked onto each enemy 'stealth' aircraft... and taking into consideration the lack of mobility the F-117 possessed... the Kroandons grinned as the order to scramble the Halcons was given - to mop up whatever the Fanaxavians had survived the missile spam.

ICF

The AF-17 Mudhen was always prepared. For almost any contingency. This is why they were prepared when the Kroandons fired 500 missiles at them, or 3.3 missiles per plane The Faxanavians were prepared in terms of their defenses. Each plane had 6 underwing hard points, carrying Paveway III's. However, they also had two recessed ASRAAMs and two wingtip mounted AIM-9's. It was these last two that were fired, a total of 4 missiles per plane, or 600 missiles. These would, with luck, intercept the massive missile spam, and allow the Faxanavians to continue towards the Kroandons with few casualties.

The missiles blasted the F-117A's from the sky, waves of missile spam nearly annihilating them. The pilots ejected, leaving the F-117A's to be blasted apart by the inbound missiles. They did drop their Paveways, and with luck these would home in and damage the Kroandon bases below.

OOC: For more data on the AF-17, check it out here (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=13268220#post13268220).

ICC

The 10,000 strong forces were met with a wall of heat as they approached Iasi. Thinking quickly, they stayed out of the range of the majority of the fire, and their own artillery and tanks began to blast away. Meanwhile, the few remaining F-35's in the area were gearing up for a high speed air strike against the forces below.

OOC: oh dear, i go away for a few days, a week at most, and you lot start a war without me!? for shame!

IC: "Admiral Dreadsong, bad news. Our intel officer just reported in, the Calis are under attack from Krocraine!"

The Admiral looked at her comm officer before swearing under her breath. This would explain why she had spent the past few days waiting for the attack signel for nothing. She spared a moment to look around at her bridge crew, who were all looking at her intently, awaiting her orders. Making up her mind, she began to give them.

"Ensign Foster, open a channel to the rest of the fleet." The channel opened. "Attention Third Imperial Fleet, this is your Admiral speaking. As of five minutes ago, we have recieved word that Calizorinstan has fallen under attack by the forces of Krocraine. Now normally, we would have nothing to do with this until paid, but we have recently signed alliance with the Calis. As such, it is our duty to aid them in this war. Now, all ships, set course for the Krocraine coast, for thier city of Rocraine. Activate Stealth fields to avoid rader. Standard formation. You have your orders, lets move!"

As the Third Imperial Fleet began to sail north, its sights set on Rocraine, the sun began to set, turning the sea blood red.

Enroute to Oradea

As the Kroandons frantically rushed about trying to reload the missile tubes of the G-24's, and the Legionnaires rushed into the woods to take cover from the attack, a site was seen that gave cheer to all the ground forces. Twelve Halcon Stealth Fighters [Can be found under Kro-Tech], swooshed in from above, spiraling around as they once again soared into the sky. The Halcon Stealth Fighter was a fighter in every sense of the word, but was different than it's Mudhen counterpart. The Halcon Stealth Fighter was... well. Stealth. It would not show up on RADAR, well, no more than the hundreds of birds in the area anyways - and as the enemy aircraft were not equipped with LADAR Detection Systems, the Halcons, which had recently been redirected from a patrol further north, had arrived.

Each of the Halcons, laden with seven Flyswatter Interceptor Missiles, and three SDCI Interceptors, let loose. Twelve fighters firing seven missiles each... 84 missiles immidiately fired off from less than a mile away from the enemy locations, giving little time to react to the attack. The Halcons fired around the same time the AH-17's had, whose missiles blasted away at the Kroandon convoy - destroying a large number of humvees and light vehicles. The Kroandon heavy armor was also rather damaged, with several losses throughout - only half of the total tanks remaining, and those suffering moderate damage. Infantry losses were near non-existant however, as they had taken cover in the woods as the strike unfolded. But now as the fires burned along the Kroandon line - or what was left of it - the Halcons saught revenge, and as it seemed the AH-17's had depleted themselves, it seemed like revenge would be sweet.

Border Station

The single border station which had knocked out fifty F-117's was hit, and hard. The massive missile spam knocked out partially by SDCI's and CIWS Guns, but for the most part, it was ruined. However, to say such a thing was to imply it was some great military fort to begin with. It was actually only a minor out post, equipped with mobile SDCI Pods, a RADAR/LADAR Station, a few tents, a trailor and a few pill boxes. It was heavily damaged, but had done its job. Reinforcements from further inside the nation were quickly sent to resupply those lost, and to rectify the perimeter of the nation.

[I can't really reply to the attack on the forces at Iasi until I know what types of tanks/artillery Caliz is using.]

Enroute to Oradea

As the Kroandons frantically rushed about trying to reload the missile tubes of the G-24's, and the Legionnaires rushed into the woods to take cover from the attack, a site was seen that gave cheer to all the ground forces. Twelve Halcon Stealth Fighters [Can be found under Kro-Tech], swooshed in from above, spiraling around as they once again soared into the sky. The Halcon Stealth Fighter was a fighter in every sense of the word, but was different than it's Mudhen counterpart. The Halcon Stealth Fighter was... well. Stealth. It would not show up on RADAR, well, no more than the hundreds of birds in the area anyways - and as the enemy aircraft were not equipped with LADAR Detection Systems, the Halcons, which had recently been redirected from a patrol further north, had arrived.

Each of the Halcons, laden with seven Flyswatter Interceptor Missiles, and three SDCI Interceptors, let loose. Twelve fighters firing seven missiles each... 84 missiles immidiately fired off from less than a mile away from the enemy locations, giving little time to react to the attack. The Halcons fired around the same time the AH-17's had, whose missiles blasted away at the Kroandon convoy - destroying a large number of humvees and light vehicles. The Kroandon heavy armor was also rather damaged, with several losses throughout - only half of the total tanks remaining, and those suffering moderate damage. Infantry losses were near non-existant however, as they had taken cover in the woods as the strike unfolded. But now as the fires burned along the Kroandon line - or what was left of it - the Halcons saught revenge, and as it seemed the AH-17's had depleted themselves, it seemed like revenge would be sweet.

Border Station

The single border station which had knocked out fifty F-117's was hit, and hard. The massive missile spam knocked out partially by SDCI's and CIWS Guns, but for the most part, it was ruined. However, to say such a thing was to imply it was some great military fort to begin with. It was actually only a minor out post, equipped with mobile SDCI Pods, a RADAR/LADAR Station, a few tents, a trailor and a few pill boxes. It was heavily damaged, but had done its job. Reinforcements from further inside the nation were quickly sent to resupply those lost, and to rectify the perimeter of the nation.

[I can't really reply to the attack on the forces at Iasi until I know what types of tanks/artillery Caliz is using.]

OOC: Their using mainly light mortars, and 150-155 mm mobile artillery and tanks. I'm going to have to check his NSwiki page to get a definable list of exactly what.

Edit: In terms of tanks, approximately 500 M-43 Diablo Main Battle Tanks. In terms of artillery, 250 M-40 Punisher Self Propelled Howitzers and 300 M252 81 mm Mortars. That good, or do you want me to edit the IC post?

ICF

The AF-17's were suddenly barraged by the inbound missiles from the stealth fighters. Scrambling, they utilized their nosecone mounted guns to cut as many of the missiles from the air as they could. Making an undignified retreat, they blasted away, afterburners pushing them to Mach 2. They would return to their Faxanavian bases, and reload and refuel. Continual attacks would come, with luck. However, the Faxanavians decided now was the time to try something new.


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To: The government of the Krocaine

Dear sirs,

My name is Johan Albringer, and I am governor of Faxanavian Europia. I write on behalf of my self, and the Calizorinstani people when I ask that you consider my propositions. In this war that we now wage, needless lives have been lost on both sides. We implore you to consider finding a peaceful solution to this problem. Should you find this agreeable, we wish to establish a meeting of our leaders, those of Calizorinstani Romania, Faxanavian Europia, and the Krocaine. If you are willing, we shall allow a ceasefire, and insure none of your troops are harmed. Please, consider this as an alternative to the senseless blood shed we have faced so far.

Respectfully yours,
Johan Albringer
Governor

Official Colonial Communique

To: The governments of Calizorinstan, Faxinavia, and Krocaine.

We would like to furthur continue the offer that Faxinavia has laid down on the tabel and suggest that the peace conference be held in Venice. Such things as laying down a peace conference in a third party nation is vaild so no one can lay any "supprise attacks" on one another. If accepted, a formal treaty will be worked out, as well as negotiations in Ca' Rezzonico palace in the heart of the city. The area is well guarded, and a high level of security and confidentality will be maintained. Please consider.

Signed,
Ryan Hexlem
Govenor of Zoingo's Royal Europa Colony

Iasi

Across the line which had been established, a cease fire was being called, as the Kroandons worked to sure up their defenses from the vastly superior Calizorinstani force. The Kroandons, outnumbered both in armor, artillery and manpower - waited. They waited primarily for the outcome of the peacetalks, but should that fail, they waited for the 400 Krakens and over 300 assorted artillery from the north...

Diplomatic Communique

I shall personally attend these peace talks to settle the conflict over the disputed territory of the Southern Krocraine, as well as the Calizorinstani surprise attacks on southern Border Stations in the area. We can only hope that peace can be found in these discussions. Furthermore, we agree to the Zoingon proposition of holding the talks in Venice, a neutral territory. I shall leave upon hearing word of acceptance from the Faxanavians and Calizorinstani.

General Horus Rocraine

Iasi

Across the line which had been established, a cease fire was being called, as the Kroandons worked to sure up their defenses from the vastly superior Calizorinstani force. The Kroandons, outnumbered both in armor, artillery and manpower - waited. They waited primarily for the outcome of the peacetalks, but should that fail, they waited for the 400 Krakens and over 300 assorted artillery from the north...

Diplomatic Communique

I shall personally attend these peace talks to settle the conflict over the disputed territory of the Southern Krocraine, as well as the Calizorinstani surprise attacks on southern Border Stations in the area. We can only hope that peace can be found in these discussions. Furthermore, we agree to the Zoingon proposition of holding the talks in Venice, a neutral territory. I shall leave upon hearing word of acceptance from the Faxanavians and Calizorinstani.

General Horus Rocraine

ICF

The Faxanavians accept Zoingo's proposal, and I shall be arriving to handle these matters.

Respectfully yours,
Johan Albringer
Governor

Johan stepped down from his passenger jet on to Zoingonian soil for the very first time. The air was warm, and the climate pleaseant. Still, his mind was not on the weather, but the peace conference. It would have to go well. Contingencies were certainly in place, as more troops and planes were arriving from the homeland should the combat fail, but he hoped it would not come to that. He was bound for a hotel in Venice, where he would meet with the Calizorinstani and Kroandon representatives to do bussiness.

ICC

I shall attend this peace conference personally, to attempt to bring a peace between us.

signed,
General Robert Toronto,
Governor of Calizorinstani Romania

The governor arrived in Venice much the same time as the Faxanavian governor. He was dressed for the weather, and arrived at the hotel almost at the same time as Johan. "Hello Johan. Are you prepared for this meeting?" he asked, shaking Johan's hand cordially.

In the city of Iasi, the troops came to a stand still as the order to ceasefire came down the line. Troops waited, nervously. Tanks remained ready, and more F-35's were coming in from the south to support should the battle start up again.

Doge's Palace (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/bc/Wenecja_Palac_Dozow.JPG), Venice

Govenor Hexlem eagerly awaited the arrival of the conflicting leaders, he did at the last second, realized that their meeting place was under renovation, so he moved it to Doge's Palace, the finest place in the entire city, and it overlooked St. Marks Square, where the sound of human activity overtook the sounds of automobiles, such as back home. He had alerted the guests, and they had assembled in the meeting hall (sorry to rp your characters, but just to keep things moving) to begin discussion.

St. Mark's Campanile's bells tolled, it was the begining of the end of this war...... (http://office.microsoft.com/clipart/preview.aspx?AssetID=MSj0074688&Query=church+bells&Scope=20&CTT=1&Origin=EC790000121033&QueryID=uIoC3f6e1&AssetCol=MPj0406827,MMj0336782,MCj0366028,MMj0318158,MMj0354502,MCj0353626,MCj0331460,MSSN01074A,MSj 0074688,MSSN00705A)

Doge's Palace (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/bc/Wenecja_Palac_Dozow.JPG), Venice

Govenor Hexlem eagerly awaited the arrival of the conflicting leaders, he did at the last second, realized that their meeting place was under renovation, so he moved it to Doge's Palace, the finest place in the entire city, and it overlooked St. Marks Square, where the sound of human activity overtook the sounds of automobiles, such as back home. He had alerted the guests, and they had assembled in the meeting hall (sorry to rp your characters, but just to keep things moving) to begin discussion.

St. Mark's Campanile's bells tolled, it was the begining of the end of this war....

OOC: No problem.

ICF

The room they were gathered in was spacious, and accomadating. Johan had seated himself, and unpacked a laptop from his case. He was awaiting the arrival of Governor Hexlem before anything else.

ICC

Governor Roberts had also arrived in the hall, and was now surveying it. It was a nice meeting place, and he was eager for things to get under way.

Doge's Palace, Venice

General Rocraine pulled out his seat at the large table, sitting down in his black military uniform, the light of the room illuminating his usually dark face. Even his closest advisors seemed shocked to see the scarred face of their General, one they had rarely seen since their arrival in the Krocraine. One of the General's advisors came up behind him and whispered into his ear, "Horus... my sources tell me that Grand Marshal Klague shall devote his entire twelth army should the talks fail..."

Horus smiled as he looked across the table at the enemy delegation, a wave of confidence coming over him with the new information. "I am General Horus Rocraine, I rule the Koalitionist Dependency of the Krocraine in Lord Protector Malthus' stead, with all his support and assurances."

The General stood, addressing those in the room. "The Koalition, upon landing in this, New Europe, claimed lands as far south shown here.", Horus slid a map of the continent across the table. "Upon the Kroandon arrival - peaceful farmers which had entered the north - they were met by hostility, driven out by the Calizorinstani sponsored nomads." The General paused, looking about the room, "We did not however, resort to violence - we simply vacated our southern claims. However it seems this was not good enough, as the Calizorinstani attacked one of our border stations, inflicting scores of casualties.", the thick accented Kroandon paused again, throwing down several photographs of a burning Kroandon camp. "We did however, manage to shoot down one of the perpetrating aircraft, a Calizorinstani F-35.", another pause, followed by the General laying down pictures of the shot down Calizorinstani F-35.

"We cannot tolerate such attacks, and as a payment for them, demand the southern territories of the Krocraine - which were rightfully claimed long ago.", Horus stopped, sat down and awaited the response of the Calizorinstani and Faxanavian delegation.

Map of Kroandon Claims (http://img515.imageshack.us/img515/192/europiaconquistadapa4qaqd1.png)

Ryan Hexlem, the govenor, stood up....

"It seemes that we already have run into 2 desputes, first, a Calizorinstan plane had violated their airspace, and certain claim boundaries conflict with one another." he addressed.

He then turned to the 2 other delegates.

Some of the assistants and workforce in the palace were quite shocked by the stature of Kroando General, and what he laid down on the table. And some of them were discussing this outside of the meeting room.

"Did you see him? He is quite a dark figure..." wispered a maid to one of the secretaries.

"Lets hope that we don't have to get involved, but it does seem that we are a likely target...." she replied.

"How?" the maid asked.

"We are resource rich, have quite a fewer soilders, the geography is suited to allow or block off Western Faxinavian trade, and our capital sits on a lagoon... sounds like a good target to me..." commented one of the passing-by butlurs.

"I hope your not right," she replied.

"A violation of our airspace? A rather kind way to put an airstrike on a border station. Twenty three men died in the Calizorinstani airstrike. That is no simple misunderstanding.", the General growled looking up at the Zoingon, his black glass eye glimmering under the light of the room.

"A violation of our airspace? A rather kind way to put an airstrike on a border station. Twenty three men died in the Calizorinstani airstrike. That is no simple misunderstanding.", the General growled looking up at the Zoingon, his black glass eye glimmering under the light of the room.

OOC: We're discussing the events in the "The Outpost" thread, right?

ICF/ICC

General Roberts stood angrily, but Johan placed a firm hand on his shoulder, and the general sat. Johan stood himself. "I believe, sir, that there's been a slight, how shall we say, misstatement, on your part. The planes of which I assume we were speaking were several Calizorinstani F-35's, on routine training exercises. While I understand that you feel your border was threatened, I think maybe shooting them down was a bit much. Still, this is my opinion. My point is, there was no attack on your territory. Secondarily, I wish to know when, if ever, Kroando has laid claim to any part of Calizorinstani Romania. I've seen no claim laid, and, frankly, I would be fascinated to see the documentation. The Imperator's office has stated that there's no record of it."

General Rocraine scowled at the response, slamming his black fisted glove unto the table at the Calizorinstani's response. [I]"Twenty three Kroandons lay dead because of a Calizorinstani attack on a Kroandon Border Station. We have the bodies. We have the LADAR Readings putting the Calizorinstani F-35's at the scene. We have the destroyed camp. And we have a shot down F-35.", the General shook his head, "And now you are to deny ever attacking it? What kind of sick foriegn diplomacy is this?"

The General's gums had begun bleeding, coating his teeth in a glossy red tint. As with most Kroandons, he was infected with Vernocht Syndrome, a common disease across Kroando which has little effect on the body other than causing the gums to bleed at high stress moments. It has also been rumored to be the cause of Kroandons having a shorter-than-average life expectancy. "Our claim to the southern portions of the Krocraine were first documented with our original colonization of the land... however if your delegation is to deny ever even attacking the border station, I fail to see the purpose of this meeting."

General Rocraine scowled at the response, slamming his black fisted glove unto the table at the Calizorinstani's response. [I]"Twenty three Kroandons lay dead because of a Calizorinstani attack on a Kroandon Border Station. We have the bodies. We have the LADAR Readings putting the Calizorinstani F-35's at the scene. We have the destroyed camp. And we have a shot down F-35.", the General shook his head, "And now you are to deny ever attacking it? What kind of sick foriegn diplomacy is this?"

The General's gums had begun bleeding, coating his teeth in a glossy red tint. As with most Kroandons, he was infected with Vernocht Syndrome, a common disease across Kroando which has little effect on the body other than causing the gums to bleed at high stress moments. It has also been rumored to be the cause of Kroandons having a shorter-than-average life expectancy. "Our claim to the southern portions of the Krocraine were first documented with our original colonization of the land... however if your delegation is to deny ever even attacking the border station, I fail to see the purpose of this meeting."

"We have trouble with your evidence, as we have the testimonies and logs to show the Calizorinstani pilots on their routine flight. They entered into your territory accidentally, and they were fired upon. Do you not believe the relayed data the black boxes of those F-35's sent back to us?" Johan sighed. He was all too familiar with Vernocht syndrome, but it still unsettled him to see it. " I recognize that you have evidence. Unfortunately, we have evidence to the contrary. How do you suggest we resolve this problem?"

"Unless the natives somehow built themselves an F-35, and attacked the station, or UFO's shot lazers down at us and destroyed the station at the exact moment of F-35 'accidental airspace infraction' - then I fail to see what it is you are claiming.", Horus motioned to one of his advisors, whom promptly opened a brief case and withdrew a audio player. "This is the tape of the transmission recieved from Border Station 9072 - the tape was recieved at the exact time of the F-35's 'airspace infraction'."

Pssssshhhhhtttttt... Come in Overlord - this is pssshhhhtttt... request advice on unidentified LADAR Signatures in sector 9072... pssssshhhhhtttt... Heading in path for station 9072 - repeat, three unidentified - psssshhhhttt... Anti-Aircraft Batteries ha- [Loud Explosion in the background] - Overlord - station 9072 has been attacked - [Another Loud Explosion], unidentified aircraft have attacked - pssshhhhhtttt - engaging in retaliatory strikes - request rein- psshhhhtttt [Another loud explosion] - [END]

The entire tape, spoken in Kroandon, was translated to the opposing delegation. "Black boxes? You have boxes? Well I have body bags.", the General licked his teeth clean, temporarily revealing the white, before they were again covered in blood.

Ryan sighed, This is not going to be as easy as I thought, well, I actually did think that this would be complicated. he thought.
He just listened to the constant attack on each of the delegates, followed by a counter and another counter and so on....and it seemed that it would never end.

During the meeting, one of his advisors walked in, handing him some files.
"Abbiamo recieved la corrente l'almanacco aggiornato delle colonie che lei potrebbe volere leggere dopo il govenor." he spoke in Italian.

"Ringraziarla, adesso andare, siamo in una riunione." Ryan replied, and recieved the files.

Ryan scrolled through them, he stared at them in shock, then, hoping that no one noticed, he slid the file over to the right side of him......

"Unless the natives somehow built themselves an F-35, and attacked the station, or UFO's shot lazers down at us and destroyed the station at the exact moment of F-35 'accidental airspace infraction' - then I fail to see what it is you are claiming.", Horus motioned to one of his advisors, whom promptly opened a brief case and withdrew a audio player. "This is the tape of the transmission recieved from Border Station 9072 - the tape was recieved at the exact time of the F-35's 'airspace infraction'."

Pssssshhhhhtttttt... Come in Overlord - this is pssshhhhtttt... request advice on unidentified LADAR Signatures in sector 9072... pssssshhhhhtttt... Heading in path for station 9072 - repeat, three unidentified - psssshhhhttt... Anti-Aircraft Batteries ha- [Loud Explosion in the background] - Overlord - station 9072 has been attacked - [Another Loud Explosion], unidentified aircraft have attacked - pssshhhhhtttt - engaging in retaliatory strikes - request rein- psshhhhtttt [Another loud explosion] - [END]

The entire tape, spoken in Kroandon, was translated to the opposing delegation. "Black boxes? You have boxes? Well I have body bags.", the General licked his teeth clean, temporarily revealing the white, before they were again covered in blood.

"Unfortunately, our data shows that none of this happened. These F-35's never opened fire, and all records point to the Kroandons firing first. I'm not saying its certain that this is fact, but how are we to know which account is real? What do you think, governor Hexlem?" Johan looked at the governor, who was staring at some papers in a state of shock. What could be on them?

"Unfortunately, our data shows that none of this happened. These F-35's never opened fire, and all records point to the Kroandons firing first. I'm not saying its certain that this is fact, but how are we to know which account is real? What do you think, governor Hexlem?" Johan looked at the governor, who was staring at some papers in a state of shock. What could be on them?

"Uh...well...." Ryan started to say....Come on, think of something! he thought.

"Personally, if no one is for shure correct about the attack, then this must go out as a compromise....but personally, I can see some middle ground, but It might be complicated......." he said unshuringly.

"Maybe, Calizorinstan and Faxinavia can admit to have violated Kroando airspace and attacked first, and pay back all debts, and in return, the Kroando/Calizorinstan border dispute will be awarded to Calizorinstan, but this is just throwing things out of here." Ryan suggested.

Then, another person walked in...

"Govenor, we have a slight problem in the Swiss providence, it seems they are making too much cheese (:p), we have a few Congress members that you can talk to really quick." the messenger wispered to Ryan.

"Okay," he wispered back. "Excuse me for one moment gentlemen." he adressed the 3 inside of the room, and walked out for a moment...

A server had just walked in he was going to start serving in some light snacks, when he noticed the file that was laying on the table, he then picked it up, and then looked for the nearest person....

"Excuse me....but is this yours?" the server asked the Kroando General, handing him the file.......

"Uh...well...." Ryan started to say....Come on, think of something! he thought.

"Personally, if no one is for sure correct about the attack, then this must go out as a compromise....but personally, I can see some middle ground, but It might be complicated......." he said unshuringly.

"Maybe, Calizorinstan and Faxinavia can admit to have violated Kroando airspace and attacked first, and pay back all debts, and in return, the Kroando/Calizorinstan border dispute will be awarded to Calizorinstan, but this is just throwing things out of here." Ryan suggested.

Then, another person walked in...

"Govenor, we have a slight problem in the Swiss providence, it seems they are making too much cheese (:p), we have a few Congress members that you can talk to really quick." the messenger wispered to Ryan.

"Okay," he wispered back. "Excuse me for one moment gentlemen." he adressed the 3 inside of the room, and walked out for a moment...

A server had just walked in he was going to start serving in some light snacks, when he noticed the file that was laying on the table, he then picked it up, and then looked for the nearest person....

"Excuse me....but is this yours?" the server asked the Kroando General, handing him the file.......

The governor nodded. "I believe this would be an agreeable deal, on the grounds that these, 'debts' are defined, of course."

The governor nodded. "I believe this would be an agreeable deal, on the grounds that these, 'debts' are defined, of course."

Ryan then walked back in, and heard Johan speed to him. "Now, debts would mean like paying for the border-station that was attacked, payment for the families that lost loved ones, ect. ect." he explained as he sat down...

Ryan then walked back in, and heard Johan speak to him. "Now, debts would mean like paying for the border-station that was attacked, payment for the families that lost loved ones, etc. etc." he explained as he sat down...

The governor nodded. "I find all of that agreeable. The one thing I'm unsure of is the Kroandon claim to part of Calizornistani Romania. I do not believe this to be an agreeable part of the deal."

The governor nodded. "I find all of that agreeable. The one thing I'm unsure of is the Kroandon claim to part of Calizornistani Romania. I do not believe this to be an agreeable part of the deal."

"Exactly, which is why the border dispute will be awarded to Calizorinstan." Ryan explained. "Its a win win."

OOC: An update for my colony; neutral in the soon-to-be finished conflict. This update will follow the lives of people in my colony.

"It seems that the trenches are quiet."

A middle aged man; dressed in military uniform stood with the Viceroy of Neo-Ixanian Europia in the War Room; one of the many rooms of the Viceroyal Palace that was filled to the brim with every item relating to war such as maps, intelligence reports and weapons. Nicholas Baranov looked at the map emotionlessly and uttered some words before he looked at the other man. "Look at these other nations. Fighting each other while we are one of the few places in Europia at peace. It strengthens my belief in Neo-Ixania's Total Neutrality policy."

The middle aged man placed his hand on the holster of his pistol and use the other hand to point at Faxanavian Europia. "The Faxanavians is the only ally we know that fought." Nicholas' eyes turned to the door after he began hearing footsteps. A young woman of execeptional beauty stood at the door with an infant daughter in her hands. "Alexandra?"

"I need you to take care of the baby, Nicky. I am going out."
"Going out?"
"Yes; I need to go to the city."
"Alright."

Nicholas took the infant daughter from his wife's hands and held her gently. The blue eyes made him remember his wife; she inherited that trait from her mother. Nicholas looked at the other man and smiled: "You can stay here and look at the map. I have to play with my daughter now."

Nicholas walked away as he played with his daughter; shouting obnoxious noises and making faces. He had no problem playing with his children; believing family was one of the most important things he could ever have in his life.

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Gustav Abendroth was the only German landowner who decided to settle in Neo-Ixanian Europia; moving his family to a furnished mansion he had purchased for them. One day, he had been in his private study; reading news about the Londinians; an obscure and relatively unknown people (OOC: Neo-Ixania does not really have contact with British Londinium....) and how they had angered much of the world with their "bloody actions". His wife and children were in the city, so it gave him the chance to read the news in quiet solitude.

"Everyone wants to anger the world....." Gustav sighed and continued to read. "The world is a murderous place. A nation can gain independence one day and be totally decimated the next." As he read, he thought about his family and placed a hand onto his hidden handgun. If any nation ever attacked, he would be there to protect his family from danger.

After reading, Gustav put the newspaper away and decided to go out into the city to purchase a gift for his wife. Luckily, he was unable to be seen by his family. Going to the most expensive jewelry store in town, he purchased their best necklace and brought it home; where he hid it from view.

"She'll like this gift....I'm in the mood for romance." He uttered to himself as he took his seat at the comfortable chair he had in his private study; taking out the newspaper and continuing to read.

ooc: bumpuly wumpoly :p

SIC
Ok-Space Command dispatches ONS Quetzacoatl (LCC-SESS space control ship) to aid in the calibration and completion of satellite tracking station on top of Mt Olympus. This is crucial in expanding Ok-La-Ho-Ma Space program.
This will also be a test bed for some equipment development at our Aerospace lab we have in the nation of SIAP.

ONS Quetzaquatl
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OOC: An update for the colony of Neo-Ixanian Europia/Viceroy Nicholas Baranov.

Nicholas Baranov looked at the map of Neo-Ixania's colonies in the world silently; his eyes focused on the lands that his brother governed. His family was gradually becoming known as a colonial dynasty; a family whose members were appointed to govern the colonies of Neo-Ixania. There were rumors of expansionist plans from Tzargrad but Nicholas did not know if they were true. As the Viceroy of the Empire's smallest colony, he was more interested in proper management of Neo-Ixanian Europia than the possibility of further expansion and plantings of the flag in the distant corners of the world. He turned his head away from the map to look at reports about the colony; how it was at peace and thriving. Just recently, he had his romantic night with Alexandra and was joyful; knowing that no problems would weaken the joy in his heart. If there was anyone that he loved in his life; Alexandra Baranov would be that person.

"I seem to be bored of the same pleasures; that is, of these reports about the colonies but yet, I do not want them to decline. After all, my reputation goes down with the colony."

His wife, Alexandra, was visting the new spa that was recently built and he pictured her enjoying herself in his mind; having a massage or soaking in a bath. Of course, he thought of her regardless of her whereabouts. "Alexandra must be happy to be here; though I wonder if she misses Neo-Ixania."

In Neo-Ixanian Europia, immigration has been going under strict limits while soldiers were being trained in the camps. Despite the fact that the recent Europian conflict was gradually dying down, it did not dissuade the Neo-Ixanians from planning their defenses. As for citizens, they were simply trying to live their lives in peace. The expression: "Eat, drink and be merry" was popular among many here.

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OOC: No claims are open for me.:( Ooh well, if anyone wants to sell there claim I am willing to give up to one trillion dollars.