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Satrapi rolled his eyes and swiftly gestured to the hiding guerrillas who had been kept in reserve. The guerrillas jumped up, while the snipers stayed down, picking off Bardarians in the midst of the battle. The guerrillas fired into the mass, taking out mainly Bardarians with their excellent aim.

The conventional soldiers were not doing so well though, they had been taken by surprise by the Bardarian response, and were straggling slightly. Many of them were already dead. Then an order came, "GET BEHIND THE TANKS!".

The remaining soldiers retreated behind the heavily equipped APCs and tanks which rolled into the Bardarian armies, firing from all sides. The battle had and was going to have heavy casualties on both sides.

Comrade Raskol was irritated. Neither Belschaft nor Esparada had answered his request for an observing force in Bardar yet. The PFF commander was through with waiting. He had already ordered an airstrike on Baradech. The MIGs left the military airfield in the direction of Baradech. They would avoid fleeing over Esparadan or Belschaft controlled territory to not agitate these capitalist bastards too much. Tomorrow the real invasion would begin when the Southern Revolutionary Brigade would cross the border. Then they would demand Belschaft to leave the oilfields, and after that seize the country, after bombing it to dust of course. And Bardar was just the beginning. Soon PFF would be able to invade all the breakaway countries and re-establish the Mountainous Provinces. The world would know PFF was back in the game.

Comrade Raskol was irritated. Neither Belschaft nor Esparada had answered his request for an observing force in Bardar yet. The PFF commander was through with waiting. He had already ordered an airstrike on Baradech. The MIGs left the military airfield in the direction of Baradech. They would avoid fleeing over Esparadan or Belschaft controlled territory to not agitate these capitalist bastards too much. Tomorrow the real invasion would begin when the Southern Revolutionary Brigade would cross the border. Then they would demand Belschaft to leave the oilfields, and after that seize the country, after bombing it to dust of course. And Bardar was just the beginning. Soon PFF would be able to invade all the breakaway countries and re-establish the Mountainous Provinces. The world would know PFF was back in the game.

OOC: Heh heh... You called us Capitalist...

OOC: Heh heh... You called us Capitalist...

OOC; in the eyes of the PFF you're not real socialists, since you do not embrace Stalinism.

Bardur I was very frightened. The worst possible outcome had just happened. 4 MIGS had bombed strategic positions in Central Baradech. The AA guns had shot down one of them, while the others had been able to flee after the bombing. There were already high casualty numbers. It had really happened. The Opressors were back. Now peace with Belschaft and Esparada was more important than ever before, Comrade Raskol's troops would soon be crossing the Bardarian border. Comrade Raskol had fought in Bardar before and knew most of the Bardarian strategies. Bardur I felt like the victory in the War of Liberation had never happened. The Victory at the Wall of Blood, and the proclamation of the independent kingdom, free from the tyranny of the Opressors and their socialist ideology. All that was swept away...
It took some time for the king to get to his senses, if it was battle they wanted, battle they would get, the people of Bardar would fight until last man or woman was standing. This war would be over when the Bardarian people was no more, the problem was that Comrade Raskol knew all that. He had attacked to kill everything in sight.

OOC: Belschaft, assume that we are at the study now. Your associate can meet us there.

Major Yshen knew the situation was dire, the Esparadan attacks became more fierce and the Bardarians were now outnumbered too. The major knew there could be no retreat though, if a victory could not be achieved, they would all de as martyrs. Now something needed to be done about the Tanks. The Esparadan Tanks were of the lightest kind, since no heavy vehicles could operate in Central Mountains. The terrain was problematic even for light tanks, still their firepower was a problem. He called a group of volunteers, who were all charged with explosives. They would sneak up to the tanks, and throw themselves under them, thus blowing up both themselves and the tanks. However all this only bought time, it seemed nothing could be done to actually win the battle.

Cmdr. Satrapi swung his own E-47 from over his shoulder, spoke to his other soldiers and advanced with the rest of the commanding platoon towards the battle. He was not going to sit back and watch, not after Diego was lost in such a heroic manner. He fought back his nervousness as he charged towards the battle, he would fight alongside his bothers in arms, not sit back and enjoy the show.

Lt. Taliz fired his E-47 up in the air in anger, then stabbed its bayonet into the Bardarian soldier behind him, then swung round and shot into another. He was on his own at the very front of the Esparadan offensive and wounded in the leg and right arm. He sweeped his surrounders with bullets, then lept back behind the scorched carcass of a tank. He picked up his radio and called the MiGs. Something had to be done about that artillery.

The EI-100s made another sweep across the Bardarian mass then turned back to reload and refuel, they would return shortly.

By the time the three men reached the study a tall man with dark, ebony skin and a shaven head was waiting for them. His height - well over six feet - was the most noticeable thing about him, but not the most remarkable. That was his eyes, wich were cold and emotionless, as if they had seen far to much, and done most of it.

"Gentlemen" said Hernan Drax "meet David Kane."

One of the Emperor's eyebrows rose fractionally.

"A pleasure, I'm sure. Might I ask the reason for this cloak-and-dagger business?"

"Certainly. Mr Kane here is a seinor member of our security services and has some highly classafied information we have decided to share. We were hardly going to to that in public. Now i'll hand you over to David."


"Of course sir. Gentlemen, aproximatley one week ago a soviet splinter group calling themsleves the PFF sent a note to us requesting to send trrops across the Bardarian border. Naturally we have declined to respond, and our sattalites have shown a military build up just across the northwestern border. The troops amassing there are signifigantly stronger than those of Bardars, and we can see no way for Bardar to triumph, even if their army was not allready comited to combat. Are curent intel sugests that they will begin an attack within aproxamitly 18 hours." The intelligence agent then handed out satalite photographs showing large numbers of troops massing in valleys.

Hernan Drax then took back over. "Obviously the last thing we want to see is a comunist resurgence, especially so near to our oil supplies. However we currently have very little influence in the north west beyond our air power. If the attack go's ahead now we will counter it with F-22's, F-18's, A-10's and our new Neuron Unamanned Combat Drones, but without ground troops theres only so much we can do. For that reason I have been ortherised to offer Bardar a deal."

"Efectivly it's the same one we offered before, but without the ploitical reform demands. We will continue to administer the northeast, maintain bases at New Baradech and Hadifa and split the oil field costs and prfoits. However, we will also redoploy the 1st Army to counter the PFF advance and bring in more soldiers to siport. There isn't enoght time to do move our troops to stop the invasion, but using Bardarian road links we can have the 1st past Baradech and fighting in a few days and can launch a rapid air deployment with a few hours notice."

"That gentlemen is the offer. We are on a schedule here, so you have about, oh three hours before we have to take action. I bellieve your higness has a contact number for me, if you will excuse me I have a plane to catch."

Pando Zum decided to answer;

"The return of the Opressors are ind-deed what Bardar h-have been worrying about. H-however w-we have to remember th-that for the moment the invasion plan is a p-personal c-crusade of Comrade Raskol. B-bardarian secret police is c-confirming that he, Thank the Lords of the Mountains, d-don't have access to the PFF nuclear arsenal. Also h-he is the l-last of the h-hardliners and if w-we l-let this conflict escalate w-we might force the People's Revolutionary Council to act. The Council has, as you p-probably know been the governing force in the PFF since the death of the last chairman. That also mean the structure of leadership among the Op-pressors are b-broken. and if C-comrade Raskol is able to m-mobilize the party behind him, the PFF will once again be horrific f-force to recon w-with.
Bardar will at th-this point a-apoligize that other f-forces will b-be in the m-middle of our f-feuds with the O-opressors, but w-will of course accept any h-help we can g-get.

The news that the Opressors had launched a bombing operation on Baradech shocked Major Yshen, however he could not tell the news to his men, it would destroy the morale. He sniffed in the air, the air had become heavier. He knew that meant it would start to rain, and if it started to rain it meant trouble. The rainfall on Central Mountains was rare phenomena, but when it began it fell hard. The erosion would of course make it harder for the Esparadan tanks, but the artillery would not be able to see their targets. The again the Esparadan airforce would have problems operating. Heavy, dark clouds appeared in the sky, it was going to be a thunderstorm!

Michael graciously waved "Mr. Kane" to the door as he moved to leave, thanking him for his briefing.

"So, delegates: here it is."

"Delegate Drax: a few points, if I may. I'll get around to you, Delegate Zum, in a moment."

"After weeks of attacking Bardar, whatever the provocation, now you're going to defend it?"

"And what of Revolutionary Esparada? Can you convince them to cease attacking Bardar?"

"Delegate Zum: I do hope that Bardar will in future refrain from insulting other nations, since this operation will be a confirmation of the fact that not all outsiders are out to get Bardar?"

Comrade Raskol knew it was all about timing. When it became clear at least Belschaft might become something of a nuisance, he decided to quickly act. If the People's Revolutionary Council heard about his gamble begore all Bardar was occupied they might force him to back down. However the path to glory ha just begun, as the heavy tanks rolled over the border. They were followed by ground troops. Three MIGS had also left the base to bomb strategic positions in New Baradech. He had wanted to use some of the really heavy stuff in the PFF arsenal, things that could blow a Bardarian city to ash, but he had been denied access by the Revolutionary Army's High Command. In other words that asshole, Comrade Mesher.

OPCOM was at high alert when the call fianlly came. Radar had picked up a flight of MIG's moving south from the PFF, and the data was passed along back to TACCOM, who went to Defcon 2 in response. War was iminent. The Inner Council was alerted, and conveneyed in the war room at TACCOM, burried at the heart of a mountain where no wepon could harm them. The meeting itself was quick - the Rapid Reactionary Force (RRF) was to be deployed to Bardar, wether or not they consented. 200,000 men, highly trained if only lightly armed, would begin deployment by plane to Hadifa and New Baradech. Meanwhile a further 50,000 paratroopers would drop into northern Bardar, so as to imeadiatly apose ennemy troops. It was a huge undertaking, but within two days it would be completed, though the men would be ill equiped to deal with a heavily armed attacking force and would have no heavy weponry.

That was where the air force came in. Operation Clear Skies was aproved, giving all Belschaft forces aproval to down any unknown aircraft over Bardar, so as to provide a friendly zone for the bombers wich would be depended on for victory. The war would be won in the skies.


The first shots however where not to be the most dramatic. At the time the PFF made their first major move Startegic Air Comand (SAC) had a squadron of F-22 Raptors on overwatch. It was now these that where to respond to the PFF threat. OPCOM dispatched six of the planes - overwelming odds even had it been a lesser plane - to the ennemy craft with the order to shoot opn sight. There was no way the MIG's would have prior warning, as the F-22, with it's stealth capabilitys and high flight ceiling was by far the more advanced machine. By the time they had spotted the F-22's, the MIG's would be as good as dead.

Ooh! This was a nice surprise! Lt. Taliz loved rain. He had fought hundreds of battles in the stuff during the liberation. Guerrillas were well adapted to it. Just like footballers from Britain were. In a sense, it was a morale booster. Unfortunately, it would severely slow down the APCs, and cut down the flexiblity of the air power. Fortunately, EI-100s didn't have to aim. But the E-37s and the MiGs would have to return to base.

Major Yshen was swearing silent. This battle had to be won now, more news told of a growing threat of the Opressors. The Bardarian troops were needed up north, not trapped in the mountains, still the battle was raging on. The rain was pouring like crazy. There was a risk the valleys would be flooded, but the Bardarians was on high ground, so was most of the Esparadans. It would not really be a decisive factor for the battle. When technology was quite useless due to to the water and the bad aim, both Bardarians, and unfortunately the Esparadans too were enjoying the rawness and brutality of the battlefield. Colonel Gracht had ordered to carefully sitting still covered up by the mountains and snipe enemies for now. A charge was planned, but it wouldn't happen yet. It could be that the colonel was betting all on a final charge, a charge where all were participating, a gamble. He was probably just waiting for a opportunity to present itself. Meanwhile it was just stying in cover and take out the Esparadans from the hideouts. What this battle really needed was reinforcements.

Bardur I did not need to get any news from the Peace Conference to know the situation had changed, he knew the Opressors had tried to bomb New Baradech, and that probably meant Belschaft would switch their focus. He swiftly ordered the miltiary to assemble all troops not fighting in Central Mountains. They would quickly march towards the North to assist in the fighting against the Opressors, he had quickly arrenged a deal with Don Alejandro to be able to pass through the territory of the "Republic of Yawgalia" which soon would re-enter the Bardarian nation as a Autonomous Province. The don had promised to send the Opium Ring mercenaries through the Triangle to assist in the fight against the Opressors. He doubted the Belschaft soldiers would try to stop them, they were all probably already heading for New Baradech. The Esparadans was another matter though, The army that have reached the shores of Lake Bardar was an allied force of both Belschafts and Esparadans. The Esparadans were marxists, and there was a huge risk they would side with PFF. This was a risk that had to be taken. If the Esparadans were resisting they just had to be crushed. The Opressors were the real danger. He had already ordered generals Konstant and Berdin to take command of the forces marching north. he had also ordered his brother, prince Orol Sarekh to fly to New Chalcedon, with a plane bearing a diplomatic flag, to help with the negotiations. At least no one have complained when he announced the plane would leave Bardarian territory. He had also ordered 800.00 men and women to strengthen the Bardarian forces. And Danilo Sarekh had been sent to Parjuat, a city north of the Bardarian border to meet some associates within the Opressor's ranks. He stared at the kris that still was in his room, he might still have to use it. He hoped he would not have to though.

The turrets were set up yet again, and the Esparadans pulled back slightly. Fire flew from the barrels of the emplacements towards and into the Bardarian army. Men fell here and there, but it wasn't enough. The Bardarians were still standing. The call for reinforcements had been made, but the nearest paratrooper regiment was two miles away. And in this battle, every second counted.

The signal came. It was time Major Yshen called the order at the same time as the other officers in charge. The Ultimate Gamble began. A final charge consisting of all troops at the Wall of Blood, a full offensive that would either overwhelm the Esparadans or end in disaster. For a careful officer like colonel Gracht this was a daring move, but the Major knew the threat from the Opressors forced more risks to be taken to win the battle. As he ran he felt the adrenaline pump in faster, and he loved it. There was nothing he loved more than the battlefield.

TAG.

Also, can people please respond to my last post?

sos, i've been busy.

Michael graciously waved "Mr. Kane" to the door as he moved to leave, thanking him for his briefing.

"So, delegates: here it is."

"Delegate Drax: a few points, if I may. I'll get around to you, Delegate Zum, in a moment."

"After weeks of attacking Bardar, whatever the provocation, now you're going to defend it?"

"And what of Revolutionary Esparada? Can you convince them to cease attacking Bardar?"

"Delegate Zum: I do hope that Bardar will in future refrain from insulting other nations, since this operation will be a confirmation of the fact that not all outsiders are out to get Bardar?"


"To be honest we still have problems with the Bardarian goverment, or at least what they call a goverment. In an ideal world we could install a new regime and then fight the PFF. But this is not an ideal world, and to be honest the communists are the bigger of two evils."

"As for Esperada, there has been a brake down in comunications between us. I cannot gaurentee how they will act anymore."

"However if Bardar will stand down we can bring the 1st army, and crucially they're armour northwards. Untill then all we have to face the PFF is the RRC, wich isn't very heavily armed, and only with a quarter in the north west."

Pando Zum answered with his noramlly nervous face;

"The Kingdom of Bardar still have some p-problems with the n-nation of Belschaft b-but woul very much want to collaborate to d-defeat our common enemy. Our sovereign monarch; Bardur I, has already sent the defenders of B-baradech northwards to help d-defeat the Opressors. Could you perhaps persuade the Esparadans to let them throgh, they s-still have troops at the beach of lake Bardar."
"to answer the q-question that His Highness asked us, the n-nation of B-bardar are still sceptic towards f-foreign nations, and we are demanding th-that Esparada immidiately pull out of our t-territory. W-we would also l-like the so called l-leaders of the nation called Call to Power to ap-pologicze for the insults they attacked our sovereign monarch with. At this point I will also m-mention, as your highness probably read in our memo, that His Majesty, Prince Orol Sarekh will arrive in New Chalcedon to lead our d-delegation."

"What the hell!? Er... FIRE!!!"

The Esparadans brought up their guns and fired into the mass of soldiers, gunning tens down. The Bardarians still charged. The EI-100s strafed the ranks with fire, not hitting anything inparticular due to the rain. The Bardarians still charged. The turrets continued their rain of hell down on them from the higher points. The Bardarians still charged.

Satrapi would have admired them and submitted if it hadn't been for one thing...
"Bloody monarchists...", then he brought up his own E-47 and fired.

The Bardarians were almost upon them. "Pull back!" he yelled. The guerrillas did so, still firing as they went, and armed the charges that had been placed just before the battle began, in case of a retreat.

A tear trickled down Satrapi's cheek. Maybe it was the fact that these were his last moments, maybe it was the thought of massacring these heroic men, or maybe he'd just had enough of war.

Then he stabbed down on the button.

The explosion was large. Major Yshen did not know how many of his comrades who had falle. The only thing he did know was that he should continue advancing, and so did he and the other surviving Bardarians.

OOC: Uh... at what? I just caused the mountain pass to collapse. Everyone should have died...

OOC: Uh... at what? I just caused the mountain pass to collapse. Everyone should have died...
OOC; These who acctually weren't in the pass yet managed to survive, although it's vary small force. You probably took out 90% of the Bardarian forces stationed in Central Mountains.

Michael leaned forward behind his desk, and smiled warmly.

"Excellent. I see that there can be some agreement here."

"Delegate Drax, could you please inform the government of Revolutionary Esparada that a tentative cease-fire has been reached? I seem to recall that they promised to honour any such agreement, which should solve Delegate Zum's problems."

"Delegate Zum, perhaps you could inform your sovereign that Belschaft is willing to fight alongside Bardar against the Oppressors: we wouldn't want any 'friendly fire' incidents."

"As to the matter of Khewmir Heleth, the Varangian Guard has found his body. He appears to have been viciously tortured, and an autopsy is underway. The report from it should be...enlightening." The Emperor's engimatic face gave nothing away.

"I take it that the points I proposed earlier are acceptable to both sides?"

(OOC: Here they are again: )

"I have heard what each side wants, and I propose this deal:

One. Belschaft and Revolutionary Esparada cease military operations against Bardar.

Two. Bardar re-grants oil rights to the Northstar Corporation, under the terms previously agreed-upon, inlcuding profit-sharing and local assistance.

Three. Bardar pays at least partial reparations to Belschaft for provoking the war. If Esparada had been bothered to come to the table, they would have been included in this.

Four. The Empire of new Chalcedon, with reference to both parties, will investigate the many and varied claims of abuse of civilians against all parties.

Five. Upon receipt of reparations, Belschaft will withdraw all military forces from Bardarian territory. When Belschaft withdraws, Esparada will also withdraw. If the Northstar Corporation has concerns about the security of drilling facilities, the Empire will address these concerns at cost.

Six. In conjunction with the above, Bardar will permit New Chalcedonian forces to be stationed at oil facilities."

Comrade Arshlek was approaching the Esparadan camp at the beach of Lake Bardar. He heard the other half of the Esparadan invading army was involved in some kind of fighting in Central mountains. Comrade Arshlek remembred that place, he was one of the few PFF soldiers that had survived the Wall of Blood. Now he was a part of Comrade Raskol's private Intelligence Network. He had infiltrated bardar at the beginning of the war, a task that had been harder than he thought, the Bardarian Secret Police was acctually quite skilled in finding spies, or more exactly; they were good for being amateurs. Comrade Arshlek approached the Esparadan guards and said; I need to talk to your Commander, it's about the World Revolution. Comrade Arshelk knew they would not be surprised of his arrival. Comrade Raskol's suggestion to the Esparadan government to allow the Southern Revolutionary Brigade to enter Bardar as "observers" had probably prepared the military for some kind of meeting with a PFF representative. He hoped these people that called themselve "socialists" would be enough revolutinary to see the necessity of an alliance to secure Bardar for the World Revolution and fight the capitalist scum.

OOC; These who acctually weren't in the pass yet managed to survive, although it's vary small force. You probably took out 90% of the Bardarian forces stationed in Central Mountains.

OOC: Still. My entire force is dead. You can't be charging at anything.

Comrade Arshlek was approaching the Esparadan camp at the beach of Lake Bardar. He heard the other half of the Esparadan invading army was involved in some kind of fighting in Central mountains. Comrade Arshlek remembred that place, he was one of the few PFF soldiers that had survived the Wall of Blood. Now he was a part of Comrade Raskol's private Intelligence Network. He had infiltrated bardar at the beginning of the war, a task that had been harder than he thought, the Bardarian Secret Police was acctually quite skilled in finding spies, or more exactly; they were good for being amateurs. Comrade Arshlek approached the Esparadan guards and said; I need to talk to your Commander, it's about the World Revolution. Comrade Arshelk knew they would not be surprised of his arrival. Comrade Raskol's suggestion to the Esparadan government to allow the Southern Revolutionary Brigade to enter Bardar as "observers" had probably prepared the military for some kind of meeting with a PFF representative. He hoped these people that called themselve "socialists" would be enough revolutinary to see the necessity of an alliance to secure Bardar for the World Revolution and fight the capitalist scum.

Arshlek was let past the heavily defended barricades and guided to Captain Herdandez' tent.

"Good evening, gentlemen. What can I do for you?"

Michael leaned forward behind his desk, and smiled warmly.

"Excellent. I see that there can be some agreement here."

"Delegate Drax, could you please inform the government of Revolutionary Esparada that a tentative cease-fire has been reached? I seem to recall that they promised to honour any such agreement, which should solve Delegate Zum's problems."

"Delegate Zum, perhaps you could inform your sovereign that Belschaft is willing to fight alongside Bardar against the Oppressors: we wouldn't want any 'friendly fire' incidents."

"As to the matter of Khewmir Heleth, the Varangian Guard has found his body. He appears to have been viciously tortured, and an autopsy is underway. The report from it should be...enlightening." The Emperor's engimatic face gave nothing away.

"I take it that the points I proposed earlier are acceptable to both sides?"

(OOC: Here they are again: )

"I have heard what each side wants, and I propose this deal:

One. Belschaft and Revolutionary Esparada cease military operations against Bardar.

Two. Bardar re-grants oil rights to the Northstar Corporation, under the terms previously agreed-upon, inlcuding profit-sharing and local assistance.

Three. Bardar pays at least partial reparations to Belschaft for provoking the war. If Esparada had been bothered to come to the table, they would have been included in this.

Four. The Empire of new Chalcedon, with reference to both parties, will investigate the many and varied claims of abuse of civilians against all parties.

Five. Upon receipt of reparations, Belschaft will withdraw all military forces from Bardarian territory. When Belschaft withdraws, Esparada will also withdraw. If the Northstar Corporation has concerns about the security of drilling facilities, the Empire will address these concerns at cost.

Six. In conjunction with the above, Bardar will permit New Chalcedonian forces to be stationed at oil facilities."


"We see no real problems with this your highness, however we have expressed before that the oilfields will not be left undefended, and while we will withdraw our troops Northstar has forces gaurding them now, and will not be removing them. Similarly there is an airbase being built on land half owned by corparation, bought from locals since our arival. It is legally our property, and we will maintain it, though we will negotiate a military presence there."

"However in the meantime there are more pressing concerns. There have allready been airbourne engagements with the PFF and we have two carrier groups preparing to hit their main port. However we still have no real forces ready to fight a ground war, jsut about 70,000 lightly armed men and transport veichles such as humvee's. We need to get the first moving past Baradech, and we can not do that right now without killing al ot of Bardarians."

Pando Zum answered;

"F-for your c-convinience the n-nation of B-bardar will let you pass through B-baradech. M-more important though, you h-have t-troops at the beaches of L-lake Bardar, tell th-them to let the Bardarian army m-marching north to go th-through. Y-you p-probably want th-these troops at the f-frontline. And g-get those Esparadans out of our c-country. The nation of B-bardar do not trust th-them.

Arshlek was let past the heavily defended barricades and guided to Captain Herdandez' tent.

"Good evening, gentlemen. What can I do for you?"

Comrade Arshlek answered; "The People's Freedom Federation and my Commander Comrade Raskol is going to reclaim the Mountainous Provinces for the World Revolution. We will crush the Bardarian savages once and for all, and chase out the Belschaft capitalists. We wonder if we can count on support from our Socialist Brothers for this campaign"?

OOC; RL stuff coming up, I am going out of town to work and earn some money for a couple of weeks, not sure if I will be able to be online for a while".

Comrade Arshlek answered; "The People's Freedom Federation and my Commander Comrade Raskol is going to reclaim the Mountainous Provinces for the World Revolution. We will crush the Bardarian savages once and for all, and chase out the Belschaft capitalists. We wonder if we can count on support from our Socialist Brothers for this campaign"?

Captain Herdandez coughed and looked at them in a strange way.

"A what exactly are you going to do to the Bardarian people? Free them and restore democracy? Or slaughter them in a genocide?"

Pando Zum answered;

"F-for your c-convinience the n-nation of B-bardar will let you pass through B-baradech. M-more important though, you h-have t-troops at the beaches of L-lake Bardar, tell th-them to let the Bardarian army m-marching north to go th-through. Y-you p-probably want th-these troops at the f-frontline. And g-get those Esparadans out of our c-country. The nation of B-bardar do not trust th-them.

"What troops at Lake Bardar? We have no presence there."



OOC- when is the PPF going to attack? you said they where attacking, but then never went any troops across the border?

bumb hoping for an awnser

Not something I can answer. Bardar has to.

I take it he's buggered of then?

"What troops at Lake Bardar? We have no presence there."



OOC- when is the PPF going to attack? you said they where attacking, but then never went any troops across the border?

Lake Bardar is next to Imre Nagvar's old hidout, so I am referring to the troops that went to look for Imre Nagvar.

OOC; RL stuff coming up, I am going out of town to work and earn some money for a couple of weeks, not sure if I will be able to be online for a while".

OOC;
I am back, and have the opportunity to be online once in a while. I am willing to rp this through.

Captain Herdandez coughed and looked at them in a strange way.

"A what exactly are you going to do to the Bardarian people? Free them and restore democracy? Or slaughter them in a genocide?"

Comrade Arshlek answered the question with his official tone;
"The people of Bardar are a barbarious race, caught in a fascist ideal. That ideal need to be crushed. Their culture is a culture of opression and anti- revoultionary tendencies. that culture must be erredicated. the people of Bardar need to be reeducated into true Marxists. Their elite, these so called great families and the clanleaders need to be purged for the Revolution. Their religion must be destroyed and be exchanged with true Stalinist dogma. They are a people with no civilisation or social consciousnes, all that must be brought to them by a educating power, a big brother that will bring them to the Revolutionary Cause. The people's Freedom Federation will not do the same mistake as before, and let their barbarism flourish, we will use all the power we have to crush their ancient superstition. Will you join our cause?"

Comrade Raskol saw the oilfields through his binoculars. To think these grand resource of nature was in the hands of greedy capitalists made his heart ache. Only true communists had the right to use the great gift Mother Nature had given the proletariat.

Comrade Arshlek answered the question with his official tone;
"The people of Bardar are a barbarious race, caught in a fascist ideal. That ideal need to be crushed. Their culture is a culture of opression and anti- revoultionary tendencies. that culture must be erredicated. the people of Bardar need to be reeducated into true Marxists. Their elite, these so called great families and the clanleaders need to be purged for the Revolution. Their religion must be destroyed and be exchanged with true Stalinist dogma. They are a people with no civilisation or social consciousnes, all that must be brought to them by a educating power, a big brother that will bring them to the Revolutionary Cause. The people's Freedom Federation will not do the same mistake as before, and let their barbarism flourish, we will use all the power we have to crush their ancient superstition. Will you join our cause?"

The Captain looked at the guard standing by the door, spoke to him in Esparadan Spanish, then turned back to Arshlek.

"Stalinism? That man was a maniac. I apologise, amigos, but I'm afraid I'm not in favour of destroying a nation and it's culture to replace it with the ideology of a dictatorial crackpot... Though Marxism, I can understand."

Comrade Arshlek answered in anger;

"And you call yourself Marxists, and still won't endorse the wisdom of the greatest socialist hero through all time. I am very dissapointed in you. You're nothing but social capitalists after all. The PFF ask you to leave this country or face the consequences of standing in the way of the Southern Revolutionary Brigade."

Major yshen woke up, having only small memories of what had happened. Colonel Gracht and Redesha Berdin stood at his side.
-It's a miracle you're still alive, the colonel laughed.
-What happened, sir? aked the major still confused.
-The pass fell apart, almost all died, the colonel answered, then you and a few others miraculously survived and continued the pursue, all the others are dead.
Major Yshen showed a sad face an murmured; "Isn't it a sin that I am alive, we lost, I am supposed to be dead:"
"You stupid Flying Leopards and your love for death", the colonel reamrked in anger, "you should be glad you're alive, alive and well to fight another day, we are up against The Opressors now".
Redesha Berdin also decided to speak; "You'll be promoted. The order already came, what do you say, a helicopter will take us to Generals Konstant and Berdin. A new battle will begin".
Still unsure the Major managed to smile.

Comrade Arshlek answered in anger;

"And you call yourself Marxists, and still won't endorse the wisdom of the greatest socialist hero through all time. I am very dissapointed in you. You're nothing but social capitalists after all. The PFF ask you to leave this country or face the consequences of standing in the way of the Southern Revolutionary Brigade."

The captain stood up; "What is a Monarch? A single form of government. A dictator. What was Stalin? The same. You people call yourself socialists? You're just as bad as them! If not WORSE! But, we do not like elitists. And so, will side with you and let you pass. Though against my better judgement. Good night."

The guard led them out of the tent and the camp.

Lake Bardar is next to Imre Nagvar's old hidout, so I am referring to the troops that went to look for Imre Nagvar.

OOC - in that case consider them standing down to let your troops pass, and moving north. Now have the PFF attack, I have a plan.

OOC: Am I to take it that both parties to the talks have accetped the terms I proposed?

If so, am I invited to send a TF to help defend Bardar from the PFF?

Prince Orol Sarekh landed in the capital of New Cahlcedon, the greeting was more a formal one, lead by Pando Zum, who was more than relieved that he was no longer in charge. The brother of King Bardur I turned against the nervous diplomat;
"How are things going?"
"Belschaft are allying with us against the Opressors, Pando Zum stuttered, perhaps even the Imperial Government of New Chalcedon will send some t-troops, Your Highness.
-At ease, Orol answered calmly, I am not my brother. Now take me to that Emperor, I have questions about poor Minister Berdin's death.

Comrade Raskol got the news from his close ally, and old bother-in-arm from the Mountainous campaigns; Comrade Arshlek. The Esparadans would not be a problem. even better, they might stop the Bardarian troops from going north. This was the best news possible for the PFF Commander. Now he could solely concentrate on the Belschaft troops, and with any luck the Esparadans and the Bardarians had killed each other when he was ready to move on Baradech. Otherwise he would just destroy the remnants of their armies. However now was the time to strike. He decided to take the oilfields first, then move on New Baradech and Hadifa, Central Mountains was a trap, so the path through the Yawgalian Triangle should be the easiest one, from there the path was open to Lake Bardar, Pesche and Baradech, then it was just the South, with the Secret Military base left. He smiled, and gave the orders, the first Heavy tanks rolled towards the Oilfields, the Artillery opnend fire, and the Transport Vehicles dropped off the Infantry. War had begun.

OOC: It seems Esparada is everybody's enemy now...

OOC: Am I to take it that both parties to the talks have accetped the terms I proposed?

If so, am I invited to send a TF to help defend Bardar from the PFF?

Go ahead. I have air bases at Hadifa and New Baradech.

Colonel Joseph Marshall was in his jeep at the very north of Bardar, watching the border with the PFF. Intelligence had sugested the attack would come from the north west, but that did not mean it was time to rest and get complacent. The Generals had left him in charge of the oil fields while they plotted at Hadifa, so he was running inspections of the frontlines. They were pathetic - how the hell do you fortify open, barren ground? There were hills here and there and a few small woods, but asidee from that there was no cover. All he had been able to do was set up watchposts on the hills. He was at the fith one he'd checked when he saw a line of tanks hurtling across the flatlands, right towards his posistions.

He screamed orders into his radio, as his jeep rored backwards to the oilfields themselves, acompnied by a pair of humvee's. Turning to his second in comand, the jovial looking Captain Jacob's, he asked -

"Where did intelligence say the PFF was?"

"The North West. I know Joe, someone fucked up."

"When I find the person who is responsible, I am going to kill them."

"This does leave one good question - what the hell have our satalites been taking pictures of?"

OOC: It seems Esparada is everybody's enemy now...


OOC; Belschaft is not at war with you, Bardar is reade to abandon hostilities if you do the same, and you're not on the Opressor's list of enemies yet, however if they win everyone else they would turn their weapons against you, that's how they are. However it's really up to you how many enemie you have in Bardar.

The Klaishente Commune was a pitiful place, of all Communes in the PFF, the Klaishente Commune was the one bordering Bardar. The cities were nothing more than big factories, and the agriculture was ineffective Collective Farms. The people were among the laziest in the world, they seldom really bothered to work at all. However they were loyalists, most of them believed in the communist system. Danilo Sarekh knew that all suspicous behaviour would be reported to the People's Revolutionary Intelligence Service (PRIS). The alley was dark when his contact showed up. A old sweaty Party Bureaucrat that was tired of his work.
"Here are the files on the Southern Revolutionary Brigade", he mumbled as he gave the envelop to the Bardarian spy.
"Any news from higher up"? Danilo asked.
"They keep looking the other way, not really sure what to think of Comrade Raskol and his Operation", the bureaucrat answered, "they wait and see how things end up".
Danilo Sarekh was not surprised. Without a chairman the Communist Party of the Opressors was one of the most Ineffective organizations that existed. However the files in thís envelop needed to reach Bardar soon.

General Konstant and the Bardarian main army had stopped at Lake Bardar, even though the Belschafts had given permission to proceed, the Esparadans were another issue. A messenger had been sent to the Esparadan camp. How the Esparadans would react was one of the most important questions yet to be asked.

OOC: Post coming up later. Too tired at present.

Taliz hit the ground. His face buried in the mud. The dust was slowly rising from the rubble of the mountain pass. He lay there for just over five minutes, then pulled himself back up. He limped on, determined to live. He reached the top of a slope, lost his energy, and tumbled down. Again, he got up. His dislocated and shattered right arm hurt like hell, while he held his still working E-47 in his left hand. A forest spread out in front of him. He sighed and continued on.

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Captain Hernandez was handed the Bardarian letter by an Esparadan soldier. He read it, took out his Red Star lighter and set it alight. Then he yelled at the top of his voice, "AFTER WHAT YOU DID TO SATRAPI, YOU EXPECT US TO JUST LET YOU PASS!? WE ARE ESPARADANS, WE SUBMIT TO NO ONE!!". Then, all soldiers hit battle stations.

OOC: Hernandez does not know Satrapi blew himself up.

Taliz hit the ground. His face buried in the mud. The dust was slowly rising from the rubble of the mountain pass. He lay there for just over five minutes, then pulled himself back up. He limped on, determined to live. He reached the top of a slope, lost his energy, and tumbled down. Again, he got up. His dislocated and shattered right arm hurt like hell, while he held his still working E-47 in his left hand. A forest spread out in front of him. He sighed and continued on.

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Captain Hernandez was handed the Bardarian letter by an Esparadan soldier. He read it, took out his Red Star lighter and set it alight. Then he yelled at the top of his voice, "AFTER WHAT YOU DID TO SATRAPI, YOU EXPECT US TO JUST LET YOU PASS!? WE ARE ESPARADANS, WE SUBMIT TO NO ONE!!". Then, all soldiers hit battle stations.

OOC: Hernandez does not know Satrapi blew himself up.

Major Yshen was tired when he entered the Bardarian camp at Lake Bardar. He heard news that the Esparadans were preparing themselves for battle. His promotion had been totally forgotten in all the commotion, but the major did not really care. He had not felt good about being promoted after a lost battle anyway. Acctually he still felt guilty about being alive, the words that were so familiar with him; "Victory or Death" echoed back in his head. Now the Esparadans were going to side with the Opressors it seemed. A new battle was on the way, and perhaps the major woul get a chance to redeem himself.

The five artillery pieces based at the camp were set up, then opened fire.

The EI-100s were armed, fuelled and taken off.

Hernandez grimaced. The last stand of Esparada's elite Vanguardia Republicano was nigh.

When the Bardarian Prince arrived at the Mangana Palace, he was greeted not by the young Emperor, but by a calm-looking woman. She introduced herself politely, by Bardarian cultural norms, as Yvanna Perenara, the Imperial Undersecretary of State.

"Your Highness, it grieves me to welcome you in such little state. However, His Imperial Majesty had thought that only details required further settling, and has departed upon his planned diplomatic tour around the world. Ordinarily, Secretary Laskaris would greet you, but he is closeted with Ambassador Silander, regarding the current coup d'etat underway in our ally, Northern Rangeria."

"Having said this, I have been thoroughly briefed on the situation as it pertains to the peace talks, and to our interests in peace for Bardar. How can I help you?"

When the Bardarian Prince arrived at the Mangana Palace, he was greeted not by the young Emperor, but by a calm-looking woman. She introduced herself politely, by Bardarian cultural norms, as Yvanna Perenara, the Imperial Undersecretary of State.

"Your Highness, it grieves me to welcome you in such little state. However, His Imperial Majesty had thought that only details required further settling, and has departed upon his planned diplomatic tour around the world. Ordinarily, Secretary Laskaris would greet you, but he is closeted with Ambassador Silander, regarding the current coup d'etat underway in our ally, Northern Rangeria."

"Having said this, I have been thoroughly briefed on the situation as it pertains to the peace talks, and to our interests in peace for Bardar. How can I help you?"

Prince Orol Sarekh answered quite annoyed;
"I am a little disappointed His Highness the Emperor do not have time to greet me himself, however there are more important issues. I need to know where you stand in the investigation of my good friend Oslaus Berdin's murder. As you well understand Bardar can n ot completely trust the intentions of Belschaft before this is settled."

The five artillery pieces based at the camp were set up, then opened fire.

The EI-100s were armed, fuelled and taken off.

Hernandez grimaced. The last stand of Esparada's elite Vanguardia Republicano was nigh.


Someone shouted "We are under fire"! Major Yshen did not really found his place in the Third Flying Leopard Brigade. The men in the First had been much better and braver. However these as well as him answered to the call "Victory or Death", the call of all Flying Leopard Brigades. Most of the men here however were from the Royal Mountain Brigades or the Reserve Brigades. He saw boys and girls as young as 12 in uniform. The king had really used all resources he could get to bolster another army. General Berdin gave the order to the artillery to open fire back at the Esparadans. Most Bardarians did not like to fight on low ground, without the cover of the mountains. The Bardarian generals had solved this in quite an unusual and old fashioned way. Trenches. Huge pits and ditches were dug to give cover. More stable covers were built, small walls of stone, however the work proceed slowly. The old oil pipe that stretched right through the battlefield also provided some cover. AA guns were placed on strategic locations, however they were the only hope if an Esparadan Airstrike was launched, the helicopters were still in too bad shape to be used again.

The guerrillas leapt on to the mounds and fired at the Bardarians from all sides. They were well hidden.

An explosion threw Hernandez to the ground. He got up and shouted some orders. Then loaded his own E-47 and ran to the front. The Republican Guards on either side of him fired madly with a passion. He was one himself, one of the best. And now, since the death of Diego, he was the best.

He screamed and threw a grenade. He hated the Bardarian government. Monarchs. Dictators. Exploiting the civilian population.

The shooting and the explosions went on, Major Yshen swore when he sat in a ditch waiting, there could be no offensive now, just defending the ditches. This battle would turn to be as bloody as Central Mountains. And they still had to reach the Northern parts of the nation to fight the Opressors. The major knew how evil Marxism was as an ideology, the Opressors had killed his brothers when they were just kids, in order to punish "traitors against the proletariat". Now these Esparadans clearly showed they were just the same, agents of evil and opression. Suddenly he heard there were some commotion from the Esparadan side. Then suddenly he got a message from Colonel Gracht.
"It's Don Alejandro, he and his mercenaries are attacking form the other side"!
The major smiled, the Opium Ring had entered the battle. These experienced mercenaries fought on the same side as bardar in the Liberation War, and would certainly kill enough Esparadans to make this battle interresting.

OOC; Forum Problems, eh..

Apologies, on holiday.

Bardar, you win. I seriously can't be bothered fighting this war, when so many other interesting things are happening in the NationStates world. I don't want my forces tied up here.

Esparada withdraws, but sanctions and remains at war with Bardar.

OOC- i'm getting tired of this as well. Can we wrap it up quickly please?

Indeed. This situation has long stopped being interesting.

The Esparadan retreat from Bardar had meant the Bardarian forces were able to join with the Belschaft forces in the north. Comrade Raskol's invasion forces immidiately faced heavy resistance. Meanwhile the Communist Party of the PFF slowly lost confidence in Comrade Raskol. His support at home fell for each day.......

Nah, my forces just blew themselves up. Apart from the ones not fighting (the majority), they would have gone back to Esparada.

Still, your remain sanctioned and we are still at war.

OOC, Bardar consider it a retreat...

IC;
.... In the end Comrade Raskol was called before the People's Revolutionary Congress and declared a Traitor of the Proletariat. A few days later he was executed. All PFF forces withdrew from Bardar. Bardar and Belschaft both agreed to honour the original deal when it came to the questin about the oilfields. The Varangian Guard in New Chalcedon was ultimately able to solve the mystery of Oslaus Berdin's death, and Imre Nagvar and the National Syndicate was forced to hide deep in the mountains. The Opium Ring continued their operations in the Yawgalian Autonomous Region and Southern Bardar, while the Royal Government looked the other way. Carelia Alvaras continued to plot from her new position as Minister of Interior and Security. The Kingdom of Bardar learned from this incident and became more cautious when it came to foreign relations. They pretty much isolated themselves from the outside world.....

OOC- that's pretty conclusive, and roughly how I wanted it to end. And also on another plus side due to massive Belschaft investment Bardar and Belschaft will now have acces to enogh oil to keep themselves going for 100 years.

......A alone shepherd wandered with his flock somewhere in the Bardarian mountains. This day he walked across the weird place with cave with the glowing green rocks. He had never really paid attention to these rocks, and would ignore them today too. They weren't really useful as tools and had no value on the market. And certainly these green glowing things has to be the work of devils. Therefor this day like all other days he walked along this path he ignored the cave with the glowing rocks.

The End.