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One More Uprising (Semi-Open, MT)

Greal
12-05-2008, 09:58
OOC: This is Semi-Open, please TG me to join this. Anyone in the region I'm in is welcomed to join.


One Month ago, Political situation

A new political party had arisen and reached National stage, the Greal Communist Party. Communist parties were banned during the Dictatorship era, but the recent rise of democracy in Greal, which created several political parties, needed communists. The Communist Party's founding was legal, and shortly afterwards, the communists grabbed two hundred seats in the Congress, while Republican-People's First Party coalition managed to grab barely two hundred and four. (The rest of the seats were given to the Democratics and the Green Party.) The Secretary General of the Greal Communist Party was Peter Walters, but this was a fake name, his real name was Peter Watson. Peter Watson had started the Red Skull War (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=544079) but failed to win the war, he escaped the GWO forces and lived as Peter Walters in Sasha. He founded the Communist Party later.

Present day, Communist Party Headquarters, Sasha

The Greal Military was suspicious of communists and carefully monitored the communist moves, but they failed to pick up one thing: a private army. Peter was assembling old Red Skull members for the last month and organized them into an army. The Communist private army was trained in the enormous basement of the Communist headquarters. Soon, the communists had one million members that could fight and could assembled millions of more party members.

Later, on one night, four Humvees drove through the streets. Captain Murray, who lead the Humvees, halted the small convoy after he heard gunfire. His men also heard it after they stopped.

"Probably some gangster." said Sergeant Rells.

"Are you sure-" Murray's sentence was cut off by a sound of a explosion. One of the Humvees ahead of him exploded after being hit by a rocket. The occupants of the Humvee rushed out, wounded and confused.

Gunfire opened up from a park the Humvees were next to. Murray grabbed his assault rifle and fired into the trees from the Humvee. His men also did the same. Sergeant Rells took out his light machine gun and fired at the trees, he saw some shadows falling down from the trees.

Murray, grabbed a grenade and threw it into the trees, it exploded seconds later and a few trees were blasted apart and more trees were on fire. Murray's men quickly ran toward the trees firing, the "enemy" had fled.

Murray's men found some dead "enemy" bodies, and they were shocked at the appearance of armbands the dead "enemy" wore, they were communist symbols.

"We've got a long night ahead of us." said Sergeant Rells.

"Yes we do, yes we do." replied Murray, he and his men quickly went back to base to report what happened.

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An hour later, a 155mm artillery piece was brought up and moved to a spot near the Communist headquarters. The artillery piece opened fire at the building, firing eight shells a minute. Captain Murray and his platoon was assigned to protect the artillery that was now being brought up.

The Communists amazingly assembled a formidable defensive position in one hour. Machine gun nests, barbed wire, and even minefields. More artillery opened up, devastating some parts of the building. Murray was shocked at the violence of the artillery.

A group of communists suddenly same swiftly and attacked the flank of Murray's platoon. Murray saw communists coming, armed with AKs and other assault weapons, so he ordered Rells to bring up his machine gun and take down some of them. Artillerymen had to halt firing and ran off for shelter.

The Communists now charged and fought Murray's men, who had just fixed bayonets. Now it was a battle of who was the most savagest. Murray knocked down one communist, and killed another with his steel knife. Rells picked off Communists one by one with his machine gun.

Murray shot two communist coming at him and went to protect Rells position. More communists came out of neighboring houses and buildings. Rells had called for reinforcements, and they came, from the air. Greal Helicopters were firing their machine guns and decimating communist troops that were coming out of the buildings.

Finally, the Communists retreated after a twenty minute fight. The bombardment resumed.

The Second Communist Rebellion had begun.
Oily prata
12-05-2008, 11:09
[OOC: Got a list of the different factions and their goals?]
Orbath
13-05-2008, 02:26
''Sara! Sara!''
John and his wife had been vacationing in Greal and had just stopped at a local corner store near a park when the gunfire began. He had gone into the store and left his wife, a news reporter outside in their rented car. When had came back out and heard the gunfire, he realized his wife wasn't in the car.

His wife had crossed the street and into the park, small family video camera in hand, taping the battle. He spotted her and ran over.

''Sara, fuck let's go!''

''Boom!''

A grenade had been tossed into the trees, exploding and setting them ablaze. John pulled on his wife, who reluctantly shut off the camera and together they ran into their vehicle and sped off to their hotel. In less than an hour, the footage was sent home and was on the news, for everyone to see, including the military, who quickly ordered a copy for themselves.

Orbathian Military Headquarters, Orbath City, Orbath
Although it wasn't definitive, it wasn't a common occurance for soldiers to duke it out with people on city streets, leading commanders to believe it had either been an act of terrorism or the beginning of a revolution. They wasted no time, putting fast reaction and ROLF forces and special forces on high alert.
Greal
13-05-2008, 02:40
[OOC: Got a list of the different factions and their goals?]

OOC:

Communist faction: Goal is to unseat the Democratic Government of Greal.

Republic Government: You know, defend the country from communists.

There will be a third faction, lead by Sarah Watson soon.
Anselmus
13-05-2008, 03:14
The Prime Minister's Residence, 10 Via Augusta, Spoletium, ANSELMUS

It was late when Anselmus's head of government, Jacques Delacroix, was awoken by the loud, single knock on his bedroom door. His wife groaned and turned over, but the Prime Minister could not ignore their unwanted guest. Turning his bedside lamp on, Delacroix sat up slowly, pulled the duvet off, and stood up. He shuffled to the door and pulled it open slowly, peering out into the dark hallway. "Turn on the light, dammit," he commanded. The man obliged, blinding Delacroix momentarily. Squinting, Delacroix made out the face of Jean Charpentier, his chief of staff.

"What is it, Charpentier?"

"A rebellion, Prime Minister. In Greal. The damn Commies have started a battle in the streets of the capital. That's all we know for now. The situation is dodgy."

Delacroix sighed and rubbed his eyes wearily. "Lovely. Obviously, have our embassy lock itself down. And step up patrols on the southern border. We can't have these bastards trying to sneak in with all the mayhem going on."

"Of course, sir. The Border Police has been notified, and will be aided by Provincial Guard and Regular Army troops in all three states along the border with Erislal."

"Good, good. And draft a note to be sent to Greal offering help in crushing the rebellion, if they accept it. Get it back to me five minutes ago."

"Bien sur."

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From the Desk of the Rt. Hon. Jacques Delacroix
Prime Minister of Anselmus

To the Head of Government of Greal-

We understand your nation is currently under attack by anti-government forces who seek to destroy the stability of not only your most esteemed country, but the entire nation as well. In the interests of protecting your people and all people across Novus Universitas, I, on behalf of His Imperial Majesty Johann IV and the people of the Holy Empire of Anselmus, would like to offer any aid you deem acceptable, from humanitarian supplies all the way to air support or ground troops. We await your hasty reply.

-J. Delacroix
Greal
13-05-2008, 03:31
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Official Greal Statement
Ministry of Foreign Affairs

To: Rt. Hon. Jacques Delacroix
From: Greal Presidential Office
Subject: Rebellion

We accept your offer of help. Your military has permission deploy military forces in places that have Anti-Government Forces. Your aid workers will be allowed to visit areas that have seen destruction from the war.

Regards
Martin Watson
President of Greal
Imperial Republic of Greal
Leocardia
13-05-2008, 03:47
Loyalists operating in Greal were still frequent, however, activity was kept low after having Leocardian forces withdraw from its invasion. The moment on waiting was coming to an end as one more uprise had been in store for them.

The men in dark suits inside a warehouse, probably a Loyalist armory, prepared their guns as word had spread an uprise was being planned. The armory was located in Loyalist-territories, and has been known by the Greali government that even the most notorious street gangs in Greal had been scared away by the most powerful Loyalist faction in the nation. The suits the men were wearing were military style clothing, with the badge stitched to the shoulders "Loyal Beaver Faction". As time grew, the men received more help from their buddies who arrived to help with their preparing the most rebellious uprise in Greal history.

OOC: Oops... I forgot to TG you... So I ask you on here. xD
Cazelia
13-05-2008, 03:51
OOC: Greal, TGs
Roma V
13-05-2008, 03:55
OOC: TGed
Greal
13-05-2008, 03:57
New Klim

”ETA forty five minutes.” a voice said on a radio.

“Roger that, over and out.” Replied Colonel Hardy. He was in a large department store besieged by communist forces outside. He had four infantry companies, one company of marines, one platoon of airborne forces, and a hundred police officers. These were remnants of government forces that were based in new Klim, communist forces had attacked and drove away Government forces, until Hardy managed to rally his men and he made a stand at the department store.

His men had pushed heavy furniture to block the entrance, so the communists couldn’t rush them, but Hardy knew they could break through soon. Help was on its way, but he would have to wait awhile. He heard a sound of a mortar firing, and there was an explosion on the top floor of the building.

“Everyone alright?” asked Hardy as he ran upstairs to check he damage. The explosion killed two men, and wounded three more. There was another explosion that nearly knocked Hardy to the ground.

There were bursts of gunfire outside, and a communist vehicle crashed through the entrance, that was when, one of Hardy’s men opened fire his grenade launcher, and the communist vehicle exploded. But the damage was done, communist forces poured through the entrance. Hardy tossed a frag grenade at the advancing communists, and he ducked behind a food aisle as the grenade exploded, causing more screams.

A Communist seemed to be directing the communists into the building. Hardy signaled one of his snipers to take him out. Hardy watched the communist officer fall from the sniper shots. Now Captain Roger ran to him and told him his paratrooper platoon was suffering and needed reinforcements.

Now Hardy’s “battalion” retreated upstairs, they tossed grenades down the stairs to discourage any communists from coming upstairs. Now the lights went off from the chaos, and Hardy’s men put on their night goggles.

There was a sound in the air, more screams, Greal Panther Helicopters arrived to save Hardy’s men. The Helicopters decimated the communists, and Hardy’s men were carried away from the building.

OOC: Leo, your men will have to support one of the factions I listed above.
Leocardia
13-05-2008, 03:58
OOC: Leo, your men will have to support one of the factions I listed above.

OOC: Yes, they will be helping the Communists.
Greal
13-05-2008, 04:08
OOC Thread (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=556540)
Roma V
13-05-2008, 04:17
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Civil Uprising In Greal

We, the Senatus de Roma V, bid you welcome friends of Greal. Word has reached our ears that a civil war has broken out in Greal. First, we would like to inquire if the embassy districts in Greal are protected as we wish to make sure our Ambassador and his staff are unharmed. Second, for remaining stout allies in our brief war against the Ryous, we would like to return the favor by sending the Roman Foreign Legion to Greal to act as military police, peacekeepers, humanitarian aides, and also to provide reinforcements for Greal's troops on the front.

If you will allow us, a small fleet and dispatchment of aircraft will deploy our troops into Greal. Further details on the exact numbers and statistics will come shortly after your reply and we have discussed the situation with our Generals.

Honor and Glory,
The Senatus de Roma V
Greal
13-05-2008, 04:22
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Civil Uprising In Greal

We, the Senatus de Roma V, bid you welcome friends of Greal. Word has reached our ears that a civil war has broken out in Greal. First, we would like to inquire if the embassy districts in Greal are protected as we wish to make sure our Ambassador and his staff are unharmed. Second, for remaining stout allies in our brief war against the Ryous, we would like to return the favor by sending the Roman Foreign Legion to Greal to act as military police, peacekeepers, humanitarian aides, and also to provide reinforcements for Greal's troops on the front.

If you will allow us, a small fleet and dispatchment of aircraft will deploy our troops into Greal. Further details on the exact numbers and statistics will come shortly after your reply and we have discussed the situation with our Generals.

Honor and Glory,
The Senatus de Roma V


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Official Greal Statement
Ministry of Foreign Affairs

To: The Senatus de Roma V
From: Greal Presidential Office
Subject: Rebellion

We accept your offer of help. You may deploy naval forces in our seas, and may also send troops to reinforce critical areas. We hope the Roman Foreign legion will be suitable for this job.


Regards
Martin Watson
President of Greal
Imperial Republic of Greal
Stoklomolvi
13-05-2008, 04:31
[OOC: Greal, TG.]
Cazelia
13-05-2008, 04:42
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~Official Communique~

Mr. Martin Watson-
As much as I hate your filthy guts, There is one thing I hate more in this world than you.
Communists.
We absolutely hate communist rebels, insurgents and armed forces. In fact, I personally think that communist should stop worshiping their gods and start worshiping us Cazelians, because if they don't, I'll stick my metal foot up their ass in the form of my Marines.
However, I have one request-
That you reform the senate.

Sincerely,
Ingram J Hasley
~Major General
Stoklomolvi
13-05-2008, 05:11
[OOC: Was that SIC? If it wasn't, Stoklomolvi would see it as a "ginormous" insult.]
Cazelia
13-05-2008, 05:44
OOC: It was more meant for the Red Skull. Anyways, that's just one of my generals, not the nation's opinion.

And it was public
Stoklomolvi
13-05-2008, 05:51
[OOC: Regardless, it is still a major diplomatic insult.]

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Stoklomolvi Commissariat of State
7656 Hegemony Drive, Administrative Compound, Office Complex 7C, Hallway 52L, Room 89
Vladistov, Stoklomolvi

Encryption Level 0, Null Encryption
To: [OPEN COMMUNIQUÉ]
Subject: Diplomatic Insult

Communists worshipping Cazelians? You must be the most insane man on this planet. We would rather eat shit and then starve rather than even become under Cazelian rule, which is fit only for greedy furfag protectors. If you want us to stop "worshipping our gods", which we do not, then we demand that you come over here and make us worship you ourself. From this moment, all Cazelians in Stoklomolvi have been locked into small containment camps located on the outskirts of major cities, and all Stoklomolvi citizens living abroad in Cazelia have been ordered to either leave or commit suicide by cyanide poisoning. So far, nearly 600 of the 700 living in Cazelia have fled. The remaining hundred are leaving or hiding. We declare an embargo against all Cazelian goods.

Regards,
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Grigor Aleksandrovich Stuyonovich
Civilian Management
Minister of Foreign Affairs

Signed,
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Alexei Aleksandrovich Stuyonovich
The Commissar of Stoklomolvi
Oily prata
13-05-2008, 06:16
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To: Martin Watson,
President
Imperial Republic of Greal

It has come to our attention that an uprising has occured within Greal. Due to our proximity to your nation, we find it ill-advisable to sit on our hands. We will support the democratically-elected government, namely yours. If the people had wanted a Communist government, they would have voted Peter Walters to power. They did not. It is obvious this man is just a petty despot, vying for absolute power without responsibilities. Mind you, Communism is not bad, but the people must declare which system they prefer, not have it thrust upon them.
I have clearence to send as much aid as requested, including military. Please reply so that we may aid you in our own, little way.

Wishing you great health,
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Foreign Affairs Bureau Chief
United Socialist State Of Norsikia


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To: Head Honcho Of Cazelia

Sir, you are a pompus ass. Now, either help Greal or stop bugging us. People are dying and you are trying to pin the blame on a perfectly fine system, rather than the Tyrant himself.

No Regards,
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Foreign Affairs Bureau Chief
United Socialist State Of Norsikia
Orbath
13-05-2008, 06:31
Orbathian Military Headquarters, Orbath City, Orbath
The situation room was buzzing as military officers passed folders among one another, speaking in a hushed but audible tone. It had been a long time since many of them had been assembled altogether in this room. It certainly meant that something of great importance was occurring.

The buzz was silenced by the President's entrance, each man standing and saluting. The President had them sit while he stood at the head of the table, in front of a large screen.

''The shit has hit the fan so to speak. In the past 24 hours, there have been several attacks, increasingly bigger and more organized. The last one required helicopter support to get the guys out. I ask, what should we do?''

As with almost every situation the room was divided, this time into several ideas. The first group wanted to support the current government and put down the rebellion, the second wanted to stay out of it and the third wanted to help the civilians. After about an hour of deliberating, the President spoke.

''If we try to put down the rebellion, we risk putting ourselves on the wrong side of close allies, something I'm sure most of you don't want. If we stay out, many civilians could perish. I'm thinking we need to create aid stations and provide help to the civilians.''

After nearly another hour, a plan was put into effect. Since troops had already been on alert, it was mere minutes before the jumped into cargo planes and began the journey. However, unknown even to some of the top military brass, mixed among them were several Orbathian Special Forces units, with their own mission to carry out.

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The nation of Orbath requests permission to establish ''relief stations'' throughout major cities. These stations would provide civilians with clean water, food and medical attention if needed.

OOC: I'm thinking my special forces' targets could be nuclear missile silos. My forces could infiltrate and disarm them before the rebels get to them.
Mokastana
13-05-2008, 06:52
Fort Mokan, Sasha....again

"General Vasquez, its happened again."

"Great, we aren't even done rebuilding the what, forth embassy complex and the shit hits the fan again. OK, plan alpha, get to the embassies, protect them, prepare assault choppers to assist the government troops around the city. Get artillery in the base ready to launch support, both lethal and non leathal, how many Jaguars will we make tonight do you think?"

"I don't know sir but Canarias loves how quickly his Jaguar Corps increase because of this base."

"Get me Greal Command on the phone, get some organization here."

An aide handed him a cordless phone.

"Greal Command this is General Vasquez, we understand the shit has hit the fan again. What do we need to do?"

Outside the Administration building troops ran this way and that. They were arming helicopters for take off and loading artillery pieces while others warmed up tanks and Ironhearts. It was time to fight for glory again. Many men requested to be deployed here, seeing Jaguar claws in their future they hoped to kill as many rebels as they could. However the older and wiser officers knew the importance of telling civilians and soldiers apart, and would do their best to remind the troops. Apaches and Commanches flew over the city looking to get an idea of what was going on.

All Mokan Assets in nation were on high alert. They waited....
Greal
13-05-2008, 07:38
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Official Greal Statement
Ministry of Foreign Affairs

To: Ingram J. Hasley
Subject: Rebellion

Stop wasting your time by demanding things. People are dying, you want to help or not?

Regards,

Martin Watson
President of Greal
Imperial Republic of Greal

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Official Greal Statement
Ministry of Foreign Affairs

To: Norsikia
Subject: Aid

Our military is currently stretched, so we appreciate any help, especially Special Forces of any kind to battle the communists.

Regards,

Martin Watson
President of Greal
Imperial Republic of Greal

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Official Greal Statement
Ministry of Foreign Affairs

To: Orbath
Subject: Aid

You have permission to establish Relief Stations in major cities, you may appoint security officers to guard the stations from communist attacks.

Regards,

Martin Watson
President of Greal
Imperial Republic of Greal
Greal
13-05-2008, 08:23
Outskirts of New Klim

"Fire!"
Two hundred and thirty 155mm guns opened fire at New Klim. The bombardment startled civilians since it was at four in the morning. Greal troops were launching a siege of the communist occupied city of New Klim. The bombardment continued, building after building collapsed. Communists had to respond by striking out. They had to save their city before it was destroyed by artillery.

Sixteen thousand communist troops were assembled. This was a good half of the communists in New Klim. They were each armed with one assault rifle, one pistol (Sometimes two), two knives, three grenades, and plenty of ammunition. "Lieutenant" Vallos, in charge of a large unit, attacked the Greal forces that were guarding the artillery positions.

As his men ran across the area between Greal and communist lines, gunfire opened up from the Greal lines, he started to see his men fell. Vallos was a recent communist member and he did not know many friends, now his friends were dying, one by one.

He was among the first to reach the Greal lines, he shot a Greal soldier in the head, and took up positions in the dead soldier's sandbag position. A communist came to the position with a machine gun and opened fire on other Greal positions.

Vallos now, with a team of communists approached a trench and gun fire opened up from it as they charged, it was a brave charge, but it was useless, half the team fell, and Vallos retreated back to the sandbag positions. He heard a tank firing in the distance, then the ground shook as the shell landed next to Vallos position, it created a huge crater.

Now he could see it clearly, Nakíl 1A3s were moving toward the attacking communists. Vallos knew it was useless to fight against tanks, when the communists did not have tanks, now IFVs were coming up behind the Nakils. Vallos broke into a run and ran back to his position.

The communist attack was not a disaster, one hundred of the 155mm guns were captured or destroyed, now the guns were used against the Greal forces.

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Sasha

The streets were empty, civilians were hiding in their houses, hoping that the fighting would end. But there was always the sounds of gun fire somewhere around the city. Looting became common and Greal soldiers now had to watch shops.

Communists had assaulted several key areas in Sasha, such as the Presidential Office, with its propaganda value, and the Bill Watson towers, which stood in the middle of the cities.

Captain Murray held off the assault on the towers, he had his men ambush the communists, and his platoon left fifteen dead communists. He only lost one man, to friendly fire.

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Unknown to any Greal general, communist forces were spreading into the country side, some even became reckless and crossed some of the borders. Womer for example, lost two destroyers to enemy bombings. The Communists were causing chaos and problems.

Martin Watson, President of Greal, was quite shocked when he heard it was Peter Watson, not Peter Walters, that started the rebellion. He was back and Martin knew he must stop his cousin quickly.
Orbath
13-05-2008, 09:18
Entire cities were now at siege, communists and the government battling it out on the city streets. Alarmingly, the communists had begun to spread into the countryside, putting them even closer to the nuclear weapons.

Over Greal Airspace, 1:00
The aircraft, a mixture of C-130J and C-5 had been cleared and now flew on several routes, some which would take them over the sites of Greal missiles silos found on satellite imagery. As the planes continued on their course to the city, several groups of camouflage clad warriors jumped into the crisp night sky.

Two teams were about to launch two simultaneously raids on two silos, and hopefully disarm the missiles, or die trying.

Silo 1
The team, comprised of four men, landed in a farmer's field several kilometers from their target. Quickly they faded into a nearby forest, although it was unlikely anyone saw, they took precautions. Each man carried a heavy rucksack, packed full of supplies which couldn't be taken on the assault. Therefore, while moving through the forest, a hide was chosen, where their kit would be stored and where they would sleep.

After quickly hiding their kit, they donned everything they would need and proceeded through the forest. Their first objective, temporarily shut down power to the missile silo, cutting off lights, cameras and the missile itself.

Silo 2
This fireteam had landed in a clearing in the middle of a forest, slightly closer than their counterparts. They also established a hide before continuing onto the silo.

Greal
One by one, planes began landing at major airports, quickly offloading men, machines and cargo who would make the journey deep into the cities.
Oily prata
13-05-2008, 10:03
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To:Martin Watson,
President
Imperial Republic of Greal

Special forces, hmm? Well, our special forces all...died in a training accident. Poor soldiers. We, however, can spare 20 of our best equalavent to Special Forces, as well as any other military aid your might require(Please Specify). Where would you like us to land?

Wishing you great health,
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Foreign Affairs Bureau Chief
United Socialist State Of Norsikia
Bergelland
13-05-2008, 20:20
Royal Intelligence Office, 60Km outside of Swansea, Bergelland
Lieutenant Amber Bischoff was sitting at her desk, reading through the latest situation reports on her computer. Her job as an Intelligence Analyst consisted mostly of flagging foreign issues of interest for review by superior officers. Most people are unaware of the fact that the RIO has thousands of agents scattered throughout the world that send daily reports back to Bergelland. As she scrolled through the reports, she saw one that had been flagged by the reporting party as priority. She double clicked the title, “Greal Crisis”, and started reading the report. It didn’t took her much time to read through it. The report was short, as usual, but this one had to go “up the chain”. She printed the report and placed it inside a red envelope. She sealed the envelope and ran upstairs towards the Chief of Intelligence’s office.

After submitting to the DNA and Iris checks, she entered the office, holding the red envelope.

“Sir, we have a situation developing.” She said.

Royal Gardens, Royal Palace of Swansea, Bergelland
The young princess was sitting at the Royal Garden, watching the colorful birds that inhabited the place. She was distracted by the birds and didn’t saw one of her aides running towards her, with the red envelope on her hands.

“Good morning, my princess.” The aide said.

“Good morning, Annie.” The princess answered. “What’s wrong?”

“This came from the Intelligence Office, it seemed pretty urgent.” The aide said, handing her the sealed envelope.

Princess Lily opened the seal and read the short report, followed by a hand written request by the Chief of Intelligence.

“Annie, call Major Bessel, please. Tell her to take care of this for me.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

Royal Armed Forces Command Centre, Swansea Castle, Bergelland
Major Jennifer Bessel had just gotten off the phone with someone at the Royal Palace. She rushed downstairs toward the Operations Centre, she needed to send a message as soon as possible through the SkyWire system.

Golden Plains Airbase, Outside of Swindon, Bergelland
Sergeant Matthew Baker ran like crazy through the base, he entered a small prefab quarters where a few people were going around their daily business.

“Hangar 5, now!” He said, before running back out towards the hangar.

As the seven soldiers arrived into the hangar they realized what it was all about. Major Ellen Falkner, commander of the Golden Plains Tactical Extraction Team, was standing next to a white board with some stuff written on it. “Powder Keg” was written in big characters on the top of it.

“Listen up everyone. We have a nasty situation going on. Approximately one hour ago the RIO received a report by one of their agents in Greal. It appears that there is some serious civil unrest going on there. The RIO agent who sent the report has discovered that there is a Bergian family trapped in the country. We have been ordered by the RCA to get in there and extract both the family and the agent, so gear up and I’ll give further details on the way there.”

Just an hour later the team was on the way to Greal, sitting on an MC-130H. The aircraft's transponder had been set to operate as a civilian transponder, squawking a regular airliner code. It was hoped that doing so would allow the aircraft to fly undisturbed through Greal's airspace. It would take quite a few hours to their drop zone, outside of the city of Sasha.

OOC: If someone would like to intercept me or something, feel free to do so. After all, botched SF missions are always cooler than the smooth ones.
Cazelia
13-05-2008, 21:25
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~Official Communique~

I apologize for General Hasley, he has had...many bad experiences with communists. I personally don't mind them, but when they go radical we usually attempt to stop them (Red Skull, for example).

As for you, Mr. Watson; I advise you to steer your men away from mine. They have developed a recent grudge against your men, and you as well. We will engage Communist forces on sight and your men if they get too close without authorization.

We have also dispatched UCRC aid vehicles to set up supply stations for allied forces and civilians. These stations will be heavily guarded by Marine and Volksarmee units; Greal government forces must have authorization to use these stations.
Nations allowed to freely access these stations are:
-Noriska
-Mokastana
-HIDF
-Roma V
-Grealite Aid Agencies
Any nations wishing to re-supply from our stations must be approved by the Government

Sincerely,
James Hogart
~President

P.S. Enclosed are 10 bottles of Cazelian Vodka for Commissar Stuyonovich. We hope this is enough of an apology, good sir.
Roma V
14-05-2008, 01:00
The San Marco San Giorgio class amphibious transport dock accompanied by the Giuseppe Garibaldi aircraft carrier had entered the waters of Greal's territories and along with their small escort of the Caesar Sachsen class frigate and the Marcus Aurelius Warhammer class frigate.

The rest of their party, mostly consisting of soldiers, had already landed at a Greal airbase located in a safety zone. Their escorts, around half a dozen F-19 Knights, guided the three Lockheed C-130J Hercules into Greal airspace and landed at around midnight in Greal timezone.

Colonnello (Colonel) Apriziano was in commanding the ground forces while Capitano di vascello (Naval Captain) Russiano was in command of the small naval task force.

When the fleet arrived at the docks in Greal, Capitano di vascello was transported via helicopter to Colonello Apriziano's location where the two of them requested a meeting with the commanding officer at their location in Greal who could tell them where the forces are most needed.

OOC: You can decide which airfield, port, and military base they're at.
Anselmus
14-05-2008, 01:41
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DIPLOMATIC COMMUNIQUE

Esteemed Mr Watson-

Due to the large quantities of foreign soldiers you are inviting to your soil, the Council of Ministers has decided that the Anselmian military take a much smaller role in the conflict. Primarily, this is because we believe that such a high number of soldiers of different origin would work extremely inefficiently together. In addition, we question the motive of nations with no connection to Greal or the region as a whole in sending such numbers of troops to your borders.

However, we still wish to maintain our commitment to our regional ally. Therefore, we will continue to ship humanitarian supplies to whichever airports or ports you name, under military escort. We will also provide combat air patrol over eastern Greal with aircraft based on carriers stationed off your eastern coast. The Council has agreed to send ground troops under the condition that they are given a specific area of operation in which they will work closely with Grealian forces with no other foreign presence. The Ministry of Defense would prefer this area to be within range of our carrier-based aircraft. We anxiously await your hasty reply in order that our two countries may work closely to ensure the stable future of Greal and Novus Universitas.

Godspeed,
Hon. John Haglund
Minister of Foreign Affairs
Stoklomolvi
14-05-2008, 01:49
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Stoklomolvi Commissariat of State
7656 Hegemony Drive, Administrative Compound, Office Complex 7C, Hallway 52L, Room 89
Vladistov, Stoklomolvi

Encryption Level 5, Maximum Encryption
To: Peter Watson
Subject: Communist Uprising

Stoklomolvi grants $35,000,000,000 for your use. Use it well, and Stoklomolvi will establish diplomatic relations in the future.

Regards,
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Grigor Aleksandrovich Stuyonovich
Civilian Management
Minister of Foreign Affairs

Signed,
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Alexei Aleksandrovich Stuyonovich
The Commissar of Stoklomolvi
Greal
14-05-2008, 02:30
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Official Greal Statement
Ministry of Foreign Affairs

To: Norsikia
Subject: Military Aid

You may send those "special forces" to Sasha International Airport. The Airport was been turned into a military airfield.

Regards,

Martin Watson
President of Greal
Imperial Republic of Greal

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Official Greal Statement
Ministry of Foreign Affairs

To: President James Hogart
Subject: Cazelian Forces

Your Cazelian Forces will not be allowed to step outside Sasha. And we advise not to send no more then one full division unless needed.


Regards,

Martin Watson
President of Greal
Imperial Republic of Greal

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Official Greal Statement
Ministry of Foreign Affairs

To: Hon. John Haglund
Subject: Aid

We have decided to restrict the number of foreign soldiers on our soil. But any regional troops have no limit placed on their numbers. The Greal Congress has agreed with the Anselmian military on their plan, and you may send troops to Eastern Sasha. Eastern Sasha is a breeding ground for communists.


Regards,

Martin Watson
President of Greal
Imperial Republic of Greal


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Official Communist Encrypted Reply to Stoklomolvi

We thank you for the aid, we will use it well.
Mokastana
14-05-2008, 02:42
The General was wondering why no orders had came down. He decided to keep the Forts safe and wait for anything to happen, hopefully he didn't lose any helicopters and this could be a quick and easy skirmish....
Greal
14-05-2008, 02:44
The General was wondering why no orders had came down. He decided to keep the Forts safe and wait for anything to happen, hopefully he didn't lose any helicopters and this could be a quick and easy skirmish....

"Mokan Command. We need more men in Western Sasha, do not deploy more then a division of men. They have snipers everywhere." a voice said on the radio.
Mokastana
14-05-2008, 02:58
"We can send in IFVs and apaches, what is the amount of AA and AT in the area?"

With that the base came alive, apaches were flying into Western Sasha as the base doors opened up letting Ironhearts roll out into the battle fields.
Greal
14-05-2008, 03:07
"We can send in IFVs and apaches, what is the amount of AA and AT in the area?"

With that the base came alive, apaches were flying into Western Sasha as the base doors opened up letting Ironhearts roll out into the battle fields.

"We have no information on hat so far. Your Ironhearts are to limit as much damage as possible. Western Sasha is completely urban."
Bergelland
14-05-2008, 03:18
MC-130H, Over Greal Airspace
The ten “Exfil” operatives were sitting on the cargo area of the C-130 with their full gear. Their dark grey uniforms had cloth bands covering the Bergian flag on their shoulders. They wore full helmets and oxygen masks, of the same type used by the RAF fighter pilots. The aircraft was flying at 38,000ft and identified as a civilian airliner to avoid raising any suspicions. As the aircraft neared the drop zone, Major Ellen Falkner, the team leader stood up.

“Everyone, listen up. You already know the SITREP, so I’ll be brief. Our LZ is about thirty five clicks outside the city of Sasha. Satellite imagery shows the LZ clear, so we shouldn’t have too much trouble. Hastings and Burchard, you’re with me. We’re going to head to the rendezvous point. The RIO agent should be already enroute to the RZ with the Bushnell family. The rest of you are going to stay in LZ and prepare a landing strip. You know the procedure. Good luck everyone.”

It took them about half an hour to get to the drop zone. The red light that illuminated the area went off and the jumpmaster walked to the rear door and finished performing the door checks. A red light by the cargo door came on, and the loadmaster made a hand signal to the team, that stood up.

The cabin depressurized quickly, and the jumpmaster opened the rear door, allowing the frigid wind into the cargo area. He turned back to the team and shouted over the sound of the wind and engines.

“Check your equipment!”

Ellen, as the team leader, was also the first on the stick, so she only needed to check her own equipment. She made sure the harnesses were fastened and waited.

“Sound off equipment check!” The jumpmaster shouted.

One by one the ten operatives sounded off, assuring the jumpmaster that they were ready.

“All ok jumpmaster!” Ellen shouted, when the second operative on the jump stick patted her butt following the “Ok” signal.

When the light became green, Ellen instinctively jumped into the void, turning towards the front of the plane as she exited, as she had been trained to do. She quickly stabilized herself in the freefall towards the LZ. She turned on her night vision goggles and looked at the GPS on her left wrist. She was on the right path. As her body accelerated towards terminal velocity she went over the parachute deployment procedure on her head. The freefall took her one minute. She looked at her altimeter before pulling the ripcord. Just as planned.

The rectangular ram air parachute opened smoothly. She looked around checking her canopy. All seemed ok. She looked back just in time to see the rest of the canopies opening. She navigated her way to the LZ using the GPS and landed softly into Grealian soil. She quickly folded her parachute, hiding it under a layer of foliage and awaited for the rest of the team to assemble. It would be a five hour walk to the rendezvous point and they should get going as soon as possible.

“So far so good.” She thought, as the other team members appeared, one by one.
Anselmus
14-05-2008, 03:24
OOC: Could you put Eastern Sasha on the NU map? I'm assuming is the eastern area of Sasha, your capital? Could you give some background on the terrain, population, etc, to make this more interesting? Also, the ORBAT of 1AEF is under the "Army Factfile" link in my sig.

IC:

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Mr Watson-

The Senate has approved deployment of Imperial forces to Eastern Sasha, Greal. One carrier task force will be redirected from exercises to provide air support for ground forces. We request a local airport for deployment of 1 Anselmian Expeditionary Force (Heavy). Should the airport not be under government control, it will be seized by airborne assault. Do you find these arrangements satisfactory?

-R. Anscombe, Minister of Defense
Greal
14-05-2008, 03:34
OOC: Could you put Eastern Sasha on the NU map? I'm assuming is the eastern area of Sasha, your capital? Could you give some background on the terrain, population, etc, to make this more interesting? Also, the ORBAT of 1AEF is under the "Army Factfile" link in my sig.

IC:

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Mr Watson-

The Senate has approved deployment of Imperial forces to Eastern Sasha, Greal. One carrier task force will be redirected from exercises to provide air support for ground forces. We request a local airport for deployment of 1 Anselmian Expeditionary Force (Heavy). Should the airport not be under government control, it will be seized by airborne assault. Do you find these arrangements satisfactory?

-R. Anscombe, Minister of Defense

OOC: I'll put up some stats in the OOC thread
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Official Greal Statement
Ministry of Foreign Affairs

To: Hon. John Haglund
Subject: Aid

Yes, the Congress finds this very satisfactory. Your Anselmian Expeditionary Force may land at Sasha International Airport. Its currently under Government control.

Regards,

Martin Watson
President of Greal
Imperial Republic of Greal
Mokastana
14-05-2008, 03:38
OOC: I will assume that Fort Mokan is just on the outskirts of Western Sasha....

"copy that, do minimal damage possible"

With that the Ironhearts back by a few LY4A1 tanks rolled into Western Sasha. In total it was one Battalion, five Companies, going in. The soldiers were kept inside IFVs and APCs, under orders that in case of an attack they were to storm the buildings the attackers were from. Of course that was the ground forces, this battle was for the most part, an air raid. Overhead Apaches and Hinds loaded with men from the fort, and the five companies under them flew and unloaded squads and units onto rooftops to watch over the armor support on the ground. As well as watch out for Greal troops to assist, many still held Grudges against the Greal Army for the "furry" skirmishes, and no doubt some wouldnt mind painting a few Greal tanks and calling them "communist" blaming it on the confusion of the battle.

However the odds of that were slim, despite their desires to many were disciplined enough not to. The Lead IFVs rolled down to secure key locations, bridges, intersections, high way overpasses, they had laid seige to this city enough times to figure it out.
Greal
14-05-2008, 03:47
OOC: I will assume that Fort Mokan is just on the outskirts of Western Sasha....

"copy that, do minimal damage possible"

With that the Ironhearts back by a few LY4A1 tanks rolled into Western Sasha. In total it was one Battalion, five Companies, going in. The soldiers were kept inside IFVs and APCs, under orders that in case of an attack they were to storm the buildings the attackers were from. Of course that was the ground forces, this battle was for the most part, an air raid. Overhead Apaches and Hinds loaded with men from the fort, and the five companies under them flew and unloaded squads and units onto rooftops to watch over the armor support on the ground. As well as watch out for Greal troops to assist, many still held Grudges against the Greal Army for the "furry" skirmishes, and no doubt some wouldnt mind painting a few Greal tanks and calling them "communist" blaming it on the confusion of the battle.

However the odds of that were slim, despite their desires to many were disciplined enough not to. The Lead IFVs rolled down to secure key locations, bridges, intersections, high way overpasses, they had laid seige to this city enough times to figure it out.

As the Mokans moved through Western Sasha,. Thousands of civilians were at their window, watching the Mokan troops march pass. Greal police officers guarding shops from looting stood outside watching the Mokans. As they moved deeper into Western Sasha, a battalion of Greal troops marched pass, many of them were wounded and exhausted. Another battalion waited for the Mokans, its top officer walked up.

“Hello, I’m Lieutenant Colonel Justin Keys.” Said the officer,” Who is your top officer?”
Mokastana
14-05-2008, 04:06
MC-130H, Over Greal Airspace


"This is Mokan Air Command, Please state your reason for being here, Over"

Two TELs armed with LY4031s were aimed at the unknown planes....


____________________


From one the IFVs a group of soldiers hopped out, he stood up to meet the Greali commander,

"Captain Manuel Ortega, D Company, we are under command of Major William Black. He is further back, we can connect you to him on the radio in our IFV care to come in?"
Anselmus
14-05-2008, 04:09
1AEF Temporary Command Post, Sasha International Airport

Major General Martin Le Carre stood over the map of the city spread out on a table in the command tent. A dotted line was drawn through the center of the city, indicating the boundary of the Imperial Army's area of responsibility. The general looked up at the three colonels who commanded his three combat regiments.

"As you know, the Greal Congress has given us control of the eastern portion of their capital of Greal. The city has erupted into violence in some areas, but remains peaceful in others. We have a few million in our AO to protect from these insurgents. Obviously, this is going to be a pain in the ass. We're going to divide the place into three areas of responsibility for three task forces, each comprised of one battalion from each regiment. The Grenadiers are the lead element, with the Lancers providing heavy armor support and the Northumbrians learning from them both..."
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Within a couple hours of the Anselmian soldiers setting up their district organization, soldiers arriving at the airport were sent directly out on patrol into the city.
Greal
14-05-2008, 04:13
"This is Mokan Air Command, Please state your reason for being here, Over"

Two TELs armed with LY4031s were aimed at the unknown planes....


____________________


From one the IFVs a group of soldiers hopped out, he stood up to meet the Greali commander,

"Captain Manuel Ortega, D Company, we are under command of Major William Black. He is further back, we can connect you to him on the radio in our IFV care to come in?"

The Lt. Colonel was about to sya something when there was an explosion, and a building collapsed next to the Mokans, then tanks emerged from the buildings. They were communist Nakil 1A3s.

"The Commies don't even have tanks." said Colonel Keys, he was about to warn his battalion when the communist tanks opened fire on the Mokan Iron Hearts and the IFVs.

Greal troops were running off, one officer was screaming into the radio for reinforcements.
Greal
14-05-2008, 04:16
1AEF Temporary Command Post, Sasha International Airport

Major General Martin Le Carre stood over the map of the city spread out on a table in the command tent. A dotted line was drawn through the center of the city, indicating the boundary of the Imperial Army's area of responsibility. The general looked up at the three colonels who commanded his three combat regiments.

"As you know, the Greal Congress has given us control of the eastern portion of their capital of Greal. The city has erupted into violence in some areas, but remains peaceful in others. We have a few million in our AO to protect from these insurgents. Obviously, this is going to be a pain in the ass. We're going to divide the place into three areas of responsibility for three task forces, each comprised of one battalion from each regiment. The Grenadiers are the lead element, with the Lancers providing heavy armor support and the Northumbrians learning from them both..."
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Within a couple hours of the Anselmian soldiers setting up their district organization, soldiers arriving at the airport were sent directly out on patrol into the city.

The Airport controllers were informed of the Anselmian planes coming in to drop off troops, and they directed them to land at terminal 21, 22 and Terminal 24. Thousands of Greal troops were working on getting supplies and aid to civilians that had lost their homes in the battles between communists and Greal troops. Nakil 1A3s and Wolfhound MBTs guarded the entrances to the airport. Some of the Greal troops waved to the Anselmian patrols.
Mokastana
14-05-2008, 04:20
"Shit!"

The Captain Dove and his squad member pulled out the M3 and fired a AT round into the nearest tank. Ironhearts exploded as men tried to escape. Those who could ran into nearby buildings and began fire with AT rounds. Further down the road ATGM Ironhearts locked on and released rockets downrange. Side streets and other routes began to fill with Ironhearts as they spread out to aviod the attack and make sure they wouldn't get flanked.

Overhead two apaches flew in quickly and began laying hellfire missiles while IR scanning for more enemies. It was not looking good...
Greal
14-05-2008, 04:28
"Shit!"

The Captain Dove and his squad member pulled out the M3 and fired a AT round into the nearest tank. Ironhearts exploded as men tried to escape. Those who could ran into nearby buildings and began fire with AT rounds. Further down the road ATGM Ironhearts locked on and released rockets downrange. Side streets and other routes began to fill with Ironhearts as they spread out to aviod the attack and make sure they wouldn't get flanked.

Overhead two apaches flew in quickly and began laying hellfire missiles while IR scanning for more enemies. It was not looking good...

Three of the Nakils were knocked out and destroyed. The other communist tanks spread out so they could it the iron hearts more effectively. Greal troops ran into nearby homes, firing rockets and grenades, but they were little use against Nakils. Four Greal F-22 Raptors flew over the tanks dropping bombs, and another tank was destroyed. Then, Communists in buildings next to the buildings opened fire on the Mokans with rocket launchers, missiles launchers and grenade launchers. The Communists made good use of the aid money.
Bergelland
14-05-2008, 04:34
MC-130H, Over Greal Airspace

"This is Mokan Air Command, Please state your reason for being here, Over" An unknown voice on the radio stated. The MC-130 pilot looked at the Radar Warning Receivers only to discover that two unknown dots were now detecting the plane.

Having already dropped their precious load, he pushed the transmit button of the radio on the guard frequency.

"Uh, sir, we are lost....We have lost the signal to the SDS VOR, we've been trying to finger out our position for the last two hours...." He said over the radio.
Anselmus
14-05-2008, 04:34
MC-130H, Over Greal Airspace
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An Imperial Air Force E-3 Sentry was just coming on station in Greal airspace, as per the agreement reached between the two nations. The crew fired up the radar and began labeling known aircraft, namely those of coalition forces. But not all the blips matched up.

"Contact, bogey at flight level 38. Repeat, unknown aircraft at 38,000 feet. Scrambling fighters to intercept."
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A pair of F-22 Raptors had just caught up to the Hercules as it dispatched its cargo. The pilots could only watch from a distance as the operators threw themselves into the night to land thousands of feet below.

"Treehouse, Saber Lead. The bogey is an MC-130, and its dispatching commandos as we speak. The aircraft is of unknown origin. We are moving to intercept. Recommend you have boys on the ground pick these people up when they get there."

"Saber Lead, roger. I don't know if they'll land in our ground troops AO. I'll notify command. Proceed with intercept."

Two clicks of the microphone indicated the pilot's acknowledgment as he maneuvered his bird alongside the Hercules's cockpit. Meanwhile, his wingman positioned himself directly behind the lumbering cargo aircraft.

"Unknown Hercules, this is the Anselmian Imperial Air Force operating on behalf of the government of Greal. You have violated sovereign airspace. You will follow my lead to Sasha International Airport, where you will land and be detained. If you do not comply, you will be destroyed. Acknowledge, over."
Anselmus
14-05-2008, 04:35
OOC: There's no way civilian airline service would have continued. Sorry.
Mokastana
14-05-2008, 04:42
The Mokan Air Command was listening in and decided to let the Anselmian Imperial Air Force take care of the situation, however they forwarded a message to the Imperial Air Force:

They sent us this: "Uh, sir, we are lost....We have lost the signal to the SDS VOR, we've been trying to finger out our position for the last two hours...."

Take care of it as you see fit.

Sasha

"Damn it we need Close Air support over!"

The building that the communist were in were now being raided by Mokans who raced in. Going up the stairwells they maintained silence and hoped to capture the Communist by surpise. On the ground IFVs back up and took turns around buildings to hide from the enemy tanks, five so far were smoldering as troops continued to fire AT rounds into the attacking tanks. Overhead the apaches sprayed heavy amounts of .50 caliber rounds and rocket pods into the buildings....

rocket launching windows were main targets...
Bergelland
14-05-2008, 04:44
MC-130H, Somewhere over Greal
"Unknown Hercules, this is the Anselmian Imperial Air Force operating on behalf of the government of Greal. You have violated sovereign airspace. You will follow my lead to Sasha International Airport, where you will land and be detained. If you do not comply, you will be destroyed. Acknowledge, over."

"Oh, shit...." The co-pilot said. "They didn't bite that...."

"I guess...Don't worry, i've got this." The pilot said, before pushing the transmit button. "Uh, be advised, this aircraft is on a transfer flight and is unarmed, please stand down your weapons. You've got the lead, sir."

"Oh boy...." The loadmaster said, standing between the pilot and co-pilot seats.

OOC: I know Anselmus, i was hoping someone would catch that. Like i said, botched missions are way more fun than the perfect ones.
Anselmus
14-05-2008, 04:53
The Raptor pilot chuckled to himself in his mask. The Hercules had managed to make its drop, so it won this round. The crew clearly didn't care that they were caught after it dispatched its cargo. Not like it matters now...He keyed his mic and spoke to the Sentry.

"Treehouse, Saber has the bogey in custody, so to speak. We're heading towards the field now."

"Roger that, Saber Lead. Proceed."

The young captain pushed his F-22 into a lazy left-hand turn to put the aerial convoy on course to Sasha. Checking that the cargo airplane and his wingman were still in tow, he responded to the bogey's transmission.

"Mmm, 'transfer flight' my ass. Where you boys from? We're gonna find out eventually, so you might as well tell me now."

Behind the Hercules, the second Raptor continued to maintain a missile lock on the big plane in case it did something silly.
Greal
14-05-2008, 04:53
The Mokan Air Command was listening in and decided to let the Anselmian Imperial Air Force take care of the situation, however they forwarded a message to the Imperial Air Force:



Sasha

"Damn it we need Close Air support over!"

The building that the communist were in were now being raided by Mokans who raced in. Going up the stairwells they maintained silence and hoped to capture the Communist by surpise. On the ground IFVs back up and took turns around buildings to hide from the enemy tanks, five so far were smoldering as troops continued to fire AT rounds into the attacking tanks. Overhead the apaches sprayed heavy amounts of .50 caliber rounds and rocket pods into the buildings....

rocket launching windows were main targets...

The Mokan infantry attack was almost useless, as they raced upstairs quietly, the communists knew they were trying to capture them, so they dropped grenades on the stairs and the stairs exploded, so the Mokans couldn’t go upstairs. The Mokan helicopters destroyed several buildings as a result. The Nakils were all knocked out now, and their crews dead. Greal tanks and Lyran vehiciles rolled downt he streets, their commanders were surprised by the attack.
Bergelland
14-05-2008, 05:09
MC-130H, Somewhere over Greal
"Mmm, 'transfer flight' my ass. Where you boys from? We're gonna find out eventually, so you might as well tell me now." The voice on the radio answered.

"Do you think they saw us?" The loadmaster asked.

"Shut up! It's pretty obvious they did."

"They still have a lock on us... I could burn him..." The EW officer said.

"No, that's not a good idea, this whole place is probably swarming with them." The pilot said. He then pushed the transmit button on the radio. "We're with the Royal Bergian Air Force, sir. As I said, this is an unarmed transfer flight, we were not informed that this is restricted airspace until just now."

Landing Zone Abby, 28 Km outside of Sasha
The seven operatives had just arrived on the LZ, codenamed Abby. The LZ was an old abandoned secondary dirt road that led to the middle of nowhere. The C-130 pilots would probably have a hard time landing there. The team was ordered to maintain EMCON at all times, so they didn’t knew that their ride home had been intercepted.

Inside Sasha, Greal
As the battle raged through the city a small group of five people was hiding in an old abandoned building. One of them, a woman in her early twenties, carried a small satellite phone. She took a quick peek through the window. The fight was raging around the city, it was too dangerous for them to continue their journey.

“Ok, guys…We’re gonna have to stay around here for a while…It’s too dangerous outside.” She said to the other people, before extending the satellite phone antenna and dialing a number. “This is Holly, be advised, the fire is hot, unable to cross, will have to wait for the firefighters.”

The rest of the group gave her a funny look. They wished they had never came to Greal. One of them, a young ten year old girl, shivered with every explosion. This was a nightmare.

Rendezvous One, Outside Sasha, Greal
Three Bergian operators were hiding on top of a three, just outside the city. They could see soldiers walking up and down the streets. They were silent, and nearly invisible. All of them were armed with Meissner M.18 rifles and were ready to fire, should their position get compromised. They just sat there, waiting for the group of civilians they were supposed to escort to the Landing Zone.
Greal
14-05-2008, 05:36
MC-130H, Somewhere over Greal
"Mmm, 'transfer flight' my ass. Where you boys from? We're gonna find out eventually, so you might as well tell me now." The voice on the radio answered.

"Do you think they saw us?" The loadmaster asked.

"Shut up! It's pretty obvious they did."

"They still have a lock on us... I could burn him..." The EW officer said.

"No, that's not a good idea, this whole place is probably swarming with them." The pilot said. He then pushed the transmit button on the radio. "We're with the Royal Bergian Air Force, sir. As I said, this is an unarmed transfer flight, we were not informed that this is restricted airspace until just now."

Landing Zone Abby, 28 Km outside of Sasha
The seven operatives had just arrived on the LZ, codenamed Abby. The LZ was an old abandoned secondary dirt road that led to the middle of nowhere. The C-130 pilots would probably have a hard time landing there. The team was ordered to maintain EMCON at all times, so they didn’t knew that their ride home had been intercepted.

Inside Sasha, Greal
As the battle raged through the city a small group of five people was hiding in an old abandoned building. One of them, a woman in her early twenties, carried a small satellite phone. She took a quick peek through the window. The fight was raging around the city, it was too dangerous for them to continue their journey.

“Ok, guys…We’re gonna have to stay around here for a while…It’s too dangerous outside.” She said to the other people, before extending the satellite phone antenna and dialing a number. “This is Holly, be advised, the fire is hot, unable to cross, will have to wait for the firefighters.”

The rest of the group gave her a funny look. They wished they had never came to Greal. One of them, a young ten year old girl, shivered with every explosion. This was a nightmare.

Rendezvous One, Outside Sasha, Greal
Three Bergian operators were hiding on top of a three, just outside the city. They could see soldiers walking up and down the streets. They were silent, and nearly invisible. All of them were armed with Meissner M.18 rifles and were ready to fire, should their position get compromised. They just sat there, waiting for the group of civilians they were supposed to escort to the Landing Zone.

The sounds of gunfire continued. Greal troops were retreating to nearby houses. Communists went after them and they broke into the house full of civilians. The Communists had bullet proof vests and were armed with Aks and FAMASs.

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Ten Greal f-35 Lightings intercepted the unknown plane and sent a message saying that they were ordered to fly down to Sasha International Airport or be shot at.
Mokastana
14-05-2008, 05:51
The Mokan infantry attack was almost useless, as they raced upstairs quietly, the communists knew they were trying to capture them, so they dropped grenades on the stairs and the stairs exploded, so the Mokans couldn’t go upstairs. The Mokan helicopters destroyed several buildings as a result. The Nakils were all knocked out now, and their crews dead. Greal tanks and Lyran vehiciles rolled downt he streets, their commanders were surprised by the attack.

"Damn it they blew the staircases."

"find then call the enginneers, blow the supports and make it collapse on itself. Keep troops around in case they try something funny.

Now leading the charge further inland were the LY4A1 tanks, armed to the teeth and given proper air cover and infantry walked on the sides of the IFVs, many still rode inside, to be safe. The wounded were hauled back to Fort Mokan to be treated, many cursing that they were cheated out of Jaguar Claws by tanks. The rest moved further into the city. Artillery was now on call and was given coordinates of a few buildings still under Communist control.

Nearly every shell was now reloaded to be "leathal" rounds.
Cazelia
14-05-2008, 05:54
Sasha, Greal
0600 Hours
501st Infantry Division, 8th Company

Rounds bounced harmlessly off the M109A3 SPG; The vehicle turned it's gun towards the source of the fire, a small two-story building. The Marines behind it covered their ears
"Fire!"
The shot shook the ground and annihilated the building's second story.
"I doubt those motherfuckers lived through that!" Yelled Gervase. A few Humvees passed by letting off shots inexplicably before turning the corner. He straightened his PASGT Helmet
"Lt. Herman! Begin your advance, clear the street so we can move up!" Barked the tank commander while pointing down the road.
"We're on it Jones, give us an hour" Gervase picked up his G3 which he had dropped during battle and ordered his men to advance...
Greal
14-05-2008, 05:59
"Damn it they blew the staircases."

"find then call the enginneers, blow the supports and make it collapse on itself. Keep troops around in case they try something funny.

Now leading the charge further inland were the LY4A1 tanks, armed to the teeth and given proper air cover and infantry walked on the sides of the IFVs, many still rode inside, to be safe. The wounded were hauled back to Fort Mokan to be treated, many cursing that they were cheated out of Jaguar Claws by tanks. The rest moved further into the city. Artillery was now on call and was given coordinates of a few buildings still under Communist control.

Nearly every shell was now reloaded to be "leathal" rounds.

Now the communists disappeared into the alleys of Sasha. Greal troops searched nearby houses but only found frightened civilians. Colonel Keys came back with his battalion and again asked if he could see the Mokan commander.

As he spoke, a convoy of Greal tanks, IFVs, and support vehicles drove by deeper into the city. Greal artillery was being set up, they were still bombarding the communist headquarters, which drove off all assaults. Thousands of Greal troops waited to take the building.
Bergelland
14-05-2008, 06:05
Abandoned house, Sasha, Greal
As the small group waited inside the house, the fight carried on outside. Suddenly a group of Communists soldiers broke into the house, armed with AKs and FAMAS rifles. The young woman, identified as Holly, stood up as she heard the men into the house.

"Don't shoot, please!" She shouted to the communist soldiers, raising her hands. "We're unarmed!"

The rest of the group followed her actions and raised their hands tooNow they really wished that was just bad dream. They closed their eyes and started praying silently for the mercy of the soldiers.

LZ Abby, 28Km outside of Sasha
As the rest of the seven operatives remained on guard for any possible troubles, one of them looked at a small rugged laptop, which was connected to a small parabolic antenna. Suddenly a small text message came through the SkyWire system. It was short, as usual, it only said “Package has problems. Search authorized”. The message was also sent to the second team, waiting at the rendezvous. Their mission had just changed.
Greal
14-05-2008, 06:15
Abandoned house, Sasha, Greal
As the small group waited inside the house, the fight carried on outside. Suddenly a group of Communists soldiers broke into the house, armed with AKs and FAMAS rifles. The young woman, identified as Holly, stood up as she heard the men into the house.

"Don't shoot, please!" She shouted to the communist soldiers, raising her hands. "We're unarmed!"

The rest of the group followed her actions and raised their hands tooNow they really wished that was just bad dream. They closed their eyes and started praying silently for the mercy of the soldiers.

LZ Abby, 28Km outside of Sasha
As the rest of the seven operatives remained on guard for any possible troubles, one of them looked at a small rugged laptop, which was connected to a small parabolic antenna. Suddenly a small text message came through the SkyWire system. It was short, as usual, it only said “Package has problems. Search authorized”. The message was also sent to the second team, waiting at the rendezvous. Their mission had just changed.

The communists, aiming their guns at the civilians, said a few words.
"Move outside! Now!" yelled one of the communists. There was more gunfire down the street. The communists forced the civilians to go outside, and used them as human shields. Greal troops outside aimed their assault rifles.

"Don't shoot! They're civilians. The commies have them!" yelled one of the Greal officers.
Bergelland
14-05-2008, 06:28
The two children of the group were now crying, as they were used as a human shield by the communist soldiers. Holly had to think fast, it was her responsibility to keep the civilians safe, no matter what, but she had never faced a situation like this before.

One of the children, scared, quickly ran away, trying to find protection anywhere she could. She was quickly followed by her mother. Holly closed her eyes, hoping that none of the soldiers would fire.
Greal
14-05-2008, 06:33
The two children of the group were now crying, as they were used as a human shield by the communist soldiers. Holly had to think fast, it was her responsibility to keep the civilians safe, no matter what, but she had never faced a situation like this before.

One of the children, scared, quickly ran away, trying to find protection anywhere she could. She was quickly followed by her mother. Holly closed her eyes, hoping that none of the soldiers would fire.

The Communist noticed the child running off. One of the communists, an excellent marksman, fired at the child's leg to knock her down, when that was done, the communist pointed his rifle at Holly and fired at her leg also. He turned to some of the civilians.
"Pick them up or else you will end up like them!" yelled the communist, and pointing at a dead civilian, brutally killed nearby. More communists arrived at the scene and were now blocking Holly from getting away.
Greal troops had no choice but stand at the side and watch.
Bergelland
14-05-2008, 06:49
Sasha, Greal
The rest of the group did as they were told, picking the downed ones up. The little girl screaming in pain. Holly looked around, with a painful expression in her face. There was only one thing she could do. She knew her responsibilities and she would fulfill them. She slowly slipped her hand down to her pocket and pressed the redial button on the satellite phone, hoping the communists wouldn’t see it.

"Please! Don't kill us!" The man in the group urged.

Sasha International Airport, Greal
The Bergian MC-130H was now on final approach to land. The crew had been ordered before taking off to provide only name, rank and serial number in case they were forced to land and be interrogated, and that’s what they would do.

“Sasha Tower, we’re five miles north, inbound to land.” The co-pilot said over the radio.

Outside Sasha, Greal
The Tactical Extraction Team had just reassembled. They had received the package’s last coordinates along with the text message they received a while ago. The team leader decided to take two other operatives and make her way to the building where the group was supposedly trapped. They would have to be very careful to avoid all the fighting, but they were good at that.

OOC: That's what I call a FUBAR mission :D
Mokastana
14-05-2008, 06:58
205mm guns targeted the Communist HQ, many high explosive rounds and AP rounds in case they had underground bunkers. Meanwhile the major finally made it up to meet with the Greal Counterpart. He walked through the rubble and dead nakil tanks to find him, eventually he dusted off his battle gear and held out a hand:

"Major William Black, this is my battalion, what can we do for you amigo?"

Meanwhile across the city, a Mi-24 Hind had dropped off a team on a skyscraper that overlooked a decent piece of the city. It was a sniper team, they were to watch enemy movements and keep track of them. For the most part remain silent. They had climbed inside and now used an old office block to keep their gear and cameras rolling.

"Jorge, get over here, those fuckers just shot some civilians!"

Jorge raced over, rifle in hand. He used the scope to get a better view...

"that Cavron just shot a child, I don't care we can't let that bastard live."

"How many do you see...."
Mokastana
14-05-2008, 07:00
OOC: you want to see a FUBARed mission....

http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=542555
Greal
14-05-2008, 07:07
Sasha, Greal
The rest of the group did as they were told, picking the downed ones up. The little girl screaming in pain. Holly looked around, with a painful expression in her face. There was only one thing she could do. She knew her responsibilities and she would fulfill them. She slowly slipped her hand down to her pocket and pressed the redial button on the satellite phone, hoping the communists wouldn’t see it.

"Please! Don't kill us!" The man in the group urged.

Sasha International Airport, Greal
The Bergian MC-130H was now on final approach to land. The crew had been ordered before taking off to provide only name, rank and serial number in case they were forced to land and be interrogated, and that’s what they would do.

“Sasha Tower, we’re five miles north, inbound to land.” The co-pilot said over the radio.

Outside Sasha, Greal
The Tactical Extraction Team had just reassembled. They had received the package’s last coordinates along with the text message they received a while ago. The team leader decided to take two other operatives and make her way to the building where the group was supposedly trapped. They would have to be very careful to avoid all the fighting, but they were good at that.

OOC: That's what I call a FUBAR mission :D

"Put your hands where I can see them!" yelled one of the communists at Holly. The civilians were forced to walk down an alley. Hundreds of communists were guarding it.

As soon as the civilians slipped into the alley, The Greal troops went after them. However, they were ambushed by waiting communists snipers.
Mokastana
14-05-2008, 07:14
OOC: so hundreds are guarding the scene and they haven't slaughtered the Greal soldiers, I would figure in this kind of stand off it would be like 5 on 5 or squad based confusion...

IC:

"Shit they ran off before I could get a shot."

"Enemy snipers, taking out Greal troops."

"Finally an open target."

The Mokan Sniper laid on the ground of one of the top floors, aiming the rifle at a Communist sniper taking shots at a Greal soldier. Judging wind he planned accordingly.

"fire.....fire.....fire..."

The flash of a grenade in the distance went off as the first bullet sped towards its target
Greal
14-05-2008, 07:20
OOC: so hundreds are guarding the scene and they haven't slaughtered the Greal soldiers, I would figure in this kind of stand off it would be like 5 on 5 or squad based confusion...

IC:

"Shit they ran off before I could get a shot."

"Enemy snipers, taking out Greal troops."

"Finally an open target."

The Mokan Sniper laid on the ground of one of the top floors, aiming the rifle at a Communist sniper taking shots at a Greal soldier. Judging wind he planned accordingly.

"fire.....fire.....fire..."

The flash of a grenade in the distance went off as the first bullet sped towards its target

The Communist went down, other communists fired rockets at the nearby buildings, where they though the Mokan snipers could be.
Bergelland
14-05-2008, 07:25
Sasha, Greal
The group walked into the alley, their hands high up in the air. The two children crying. Holly looked at the troops surrounding them. There was no way they would get out of there. She looked back at the small group. They trusted her, they depended on her, but she failed. The satellite line was open, however. Mute line was the Bergian code for "trouble, need help".

Still a bit far from the stand off, the three Bergian operatives slowly negotiated the path towards the scene. The sound of gunfire still echoing the streets around them. Suddenly, a lone voice came on the team leader's UMTS radio.

"Angel one one, this is one seven. Be advised, package compromised, i say again, package is compromised."

"Shit. SNAFU. Get everyone in here, we're 1.2 miles from reference point Unity. Watch out, there are troops everywhere."

"Roger."
Mokastana
14-05-2008, 07:42
OOC: I figure I will use this to start flexing the Montana Inc security muscle.

Montana Inc Pharmaceutical factory, Sasha Greal

"Attention all personal We are under lockdown. LOCKDOWN, Security forces are in charge."

Strker IFVs and Dingo 2s rolled passed the main gate as paramilitary forces secured the area with razor wire and machine gun nests, the buildings around it were quickly assumed into the factories defenses. So far it was only 600 men, the initial force was to prevent rioters and looters from stealing valuable drugs, but from the Mainland the Rapid Response force was assembled, fully air borne, they could land and be battle ready in three hours to any Montana Location.

The first cargo planes flew into Greal notifying whoever was in charge of the airspace that they were security forces from Montana Inc and had assets to protect....


Across the city....

The rockets exploded around them, in other buildings anyways, a few actually hit thier tower, it was at that point that Command was on the line requesting information as to why they compromised their position, and that Commanches were on route to aide them and provide cover for the Hind to get them out.

Montana Army:
Paramilitary Battalion:
1,000 soldiers
100 Ironheart IFVs
100 M8 Ridgeway Armoured Gun System
100 Shepard Air Defense Ironhearts
5 Iron Heart Command post
50 Iron Heart Ambulances
50 Stormdrake Mortars, Ironheart

Security Company: 200 men
20 Stryker APCs
5 LY4 Wolfhound MBT
20 Dingo 2s
Greal
14-05-2008, 07:47
Sasha, Greal
The group walked into the alley, their hands high up in the air. The two children crying. Holly looked at the troops surrounding them. There was no way they would get out of there. She looked back at the small group. They trusted her, they depended on her, but she failed. The satellite line was open, however. Mute line was the Bergian code for "trouble, need help".

Still a bit far from the stand off, the three Bergian operatives slowly negotiated the path towards the scene. The sound of gunfire still echoing the streets around them. Suddenly, a lone voice came on the team leader's UMTS radio.

"Angel one one, this is one seven. Be advised, package compromised, i say again, package is compromised."

"Shit. SNAFU. Get everyone in here, we're 1.2 miles from reference point Unity. Watch out, there are troops everywhere."

"Roger."

The civilians were led to a door, and one by one they went in, and they came to a hall, communists were everywhere, they led the civilians down the hall to the communist headquarters. Peter Watson watched the civilians come into the building.
Mokastana
14-05-2008, 07:57
"SHIT! SHIT! Command Civilians in the Communist HQ cease shelling over!"

"god damn it sniper, any other shit you want to hit the fan with?"

"Just reporting, you going to stop those shells or what?"

"Waiting for confirmation, yes we got it. Ok cease shelling."


With that the Mokan shelling on the Commie HQ ceased, and COmmanches flew in, bring up rocket pods for anti-personel use and to clear out the hundreds of soldiers in the area, behind them an SU flew in delivering napalm on the road where the communist had gathered.
Bergelland
14-05-2008, 07:57
Holly’s eyes opened wide as she saw Watson. She was the only one on the group to know who he was. She quickly realized that they were on the communist headquarters. There was only two reasons for them to be brought there, either they would be ruthlessly murdered or used as hostages. Either way, it was bad. She decided to pretend to be a regular civilian, just like the rest of the group.

“Somebody help us! We need a doctor!” She cried, one of her hands pressing the gun shot wound on her leg.

The two children still crying loudly, and the other two, presumably their parents, were trying their best to shut them up. They too knew that something was wrong. All they wanted right now was to go home.
Greal
14-05-2008, 08:04
Holly’s eyes opened wide as she saw Watson. She was the only one on the group to know who he was. She quickly realized that they were on the communist headquarters. There was only two reasons for them to be brought there, either they would be ruthlessly murdered or used as hostages. Either way, it was bad. She decided to pretend to be a regular civilian, just like the rest of the group.

“Somebody help us! We need a doctor!” She cried, one of her hands pressing the gun shot wound on her leg.

The two children still crying loudly, and the other two, presumably their parents, were trying their best to shut them up. They too knew that something was wrong. All they wanted right now was to go home.

Peter Watson nodded, and two doctors, plus two guards took her and the injured child away to a medical room in the building. The rest of the civilians were taken to the cells in the basement. One by one, they would be questioned, then if no information is found, they would be shot.
Bergelland
14-05-2008, 08:29
The Tactical Extraction Team had just reassembled in what seemed to be an abandoned school in the city. After the second group leader briefed the team leader on the situation around the city, it was decided that it was time to break radio silence. The Exelon EXS-130 satellite radio that the team used to communicate with HQ was heavily encrypted, though its transmissions could still be used to triangulate the team’s position.

After being ordered, the radio operator extended the antenna and picked up the handset, pressing the transmit button.

“Angel Ops, Angel Ops, this is Angel One.”

It took a few milliseconds for the message to reach the satellite and then the HQ.

“Angel One, this is Angel Ops, standby, we have a priority transmission for you.”

The operator handed the team leader the headset, who waited.

“Angel One, be advised, Big Eye station reports that the package has an open SATCOM line. The reception is poor, but it is assumed that the package is now under custody of hostiles. Courier one has failed to report at the last report point and is assumed to have been shot down. Situation is getting out of control, Blue Angel is requesting a NBS assessment.”

“Stand by, Angel Ops” She said. She looked at her team and explained the situation. “Guys, we’re on our own. Looks like the package was lost and so was the courier.”

“…Fido, ma’am” One of the operators said.

“He’s right…Fido” One by one, the team repeated the word “Fido”. “Fuck It, Drive On”.

She pressed the transmit button on the handset again.

“Angel Ops, be advised, we’ll salvage what we can here. We’ll proceed to high ground near the package last position and see how the situation develops. Next contact in two hours.”

“Roger that, Angel one.”

“Angel one, out.”

The team packed up again and prepared to move towards a damaged skyscraper they spotted earlier. They figured they would be able to see a good portion of the city from there and hopefully locate, and track the ‘package’.

They moved swiftly street after street, alley after alley, towards the building, carefully avoiding the fighting and military patrols. They haven’t fired a single shot since the drop and they planned to keep it that way. That’s what they had been trained for, to be ghosts.

OOC: I'm calling it a night for now. I'll be back in about 10 hours or so. For the meantime, consider my guys are still enroute to the tower. My airplane has landed on the airport, so if you want to question me, do it tomorrow :B
Greal
14-05-2008, 08:45
The Tactical Extraction Team had just reassembled in what seemed to be an abandoned school in the city. After the second group leader briefed the team leader on the situation around the city, it was decided that it was time to break radio silence. The Exelon EXS-130 satellite radio that the team used to communicate with HQ was heavily encrypted, though its transmissions could still be used to triangulate the team’s position.

After being ordered, the radio operator extended the antenna and picked up the handset, pressing the transmit button.

“Angel Ops, Angel Ops, this is Angel One.”

It took a few milliseconds for the message to reach the satellite and then the HQ.

“Angel One, this is Angel Ops, standby, we have a priority transmission for you.”

The operator handed the team leader the headset, who waited.

“Angel One, be advised, Big Eye station reports that the package has an open SATCOM line. The reception is poor, but it is assumed that the package is now under custody of hostiles. Courier one has failed to report at the last report point and is assumed to have been shot down. Situation is getting out of control, Blue Angel is requesting a NBS assessment.”

“Stand by, Angel Ops” She said. She looked at her team and explained the situation. “Guys, we’re on our own. Looks like the package was lost and so was the courier.”

“…Fido, ma’am” One of the operators said.

“He’s right…Fido” One by one, the team repeated the word “Fido”. “Fuck It, Drive On”.

She pressed the transmit button on the handset again.

“Angel Ops, be advised, we’ll salvage what we can here. We’ll proceed to high ground near the package last position and see how the situation develops. Next contact in two hours.”

“Roger that, Angel one.”

“Angel one, out.”

The team packed up again and prepared to move towards a damaged skyscraper they spotted earlier. They figured they would be able to see a good portion of the city from there and hopefully locate, and track the ‘package’.

They moved swiftly street after street, alley after alley, towards the building, carefully avoiding the fighting and military patrols. They haven’t fired a single shot since the drop and they planned to keep it that way. That’s what they had been trained for, to be ghosts.

OOC: I'm calling it a night for now. I'll be back in about 10 hours or so. For the meantime, consider my guys are still enroute to the tower. My airplane has landed on the airport, so if you want to question me, do it tomorrow :B

As the plane landed at Sasha International Airport. Greal soldiers in their tanks watched the plane, if anything happened, the plane would be blown sky high. Humvees approached the unknown plane.

"Unidentified plane, all pilots must come out with their hands up in the air!" said a loudspeaker.
Bergelland
14-05-2008, 08:50
The crew stepped outside, slowly, one by one. First the pilot, then the co-pilot, the EW officer, the loadmaster and the jumpmaster, all with their hands it the air. The Bergian flag could be clearly seen on their shoulder patches.

OOC: Last post of the night
Greal
14-05-2008, 08:56
The crew stepped outside, slowly, one by one. First the pilot, then the co-pilot, the EW officer, the loadmaster and the jumpmaster, all with their hands it the air. The Bergian flag could be clearly seen on their shoulder patches.

OOC: Last post of the night

Greal troops came onto them, arrested them all, handcuffed the pilots and crew and were sent to Terminal one, where Greal air force generals were waiting. Their plane was searched for anything dangerous. Greal tanks continued to keep a eye on the plane.
Oily prata
14-05-2008, 10:14
"Air Command, this is N-G aircraft. We are preparing to land. ETA 15 Minutes to Sasha International Airport."

"Roger. You have clearance to descend to Angels One and establish contact with Airport Tower. Are your passengers green?"

The Pilot of the Norsikian Armed Forces Antonov An-124 Ruslan flicked a couple of cockpit switches, and a LCD screen lit up with the feed from the cabin cam. Reestablishing the connection to get rid of the static awash on the screen, he could make out the shapes of Norsikian SOF soldiers, the closest thing to Special Forces left after the explosion. Some were strapping on their black armor pads, while others were cleaning and stacking BR-Xs, MP7s, M4s, automatic and Pump-action shotguns, as well as loading ammunition into the magazines for the weapons. He could spot one of the Soldiers with a rag, polishing the barrel of a Accuracy International AS50. The pilot shuddered as he remembered his cargo of raw explosives and RPGs.

Roger. Green across the board. Preparing to contact Airport Tower. ETA 5 minutes.

Good Luck. Command Out.

As the pilot concentrated on bringing the behemoth safely back on ground, his comrade flicked the radio switch and hailed the Army Tower.

Greal tower. This is a Norsikian Armed Forces Plane carrying special forces. We request permission to land. We also require lift gear and accomodation for our crew. Heading 153 by 45. ETA 4 minutes. Plane out.
Lord Sumguy
14-05-2008, 17:51
SIC:
Hegemony Headquarters, Sumguaia:

The Hegemon sighed as he put a report down on the table in front of him. Seated around the table were the respective heads of the Abrahamic League, Hegemony International Defense Force, and Sumguaian Royal Guard, as well as several of their subordinates.

"Well, I suppose it was bound to happen eventually." He said to the asembled men. "How well are we prepared for this?"

"Better than most." General Alexander McAlpin replied, sipping a glass of water as he casually looked over a map. "We have had a large number of men stationed on the border with Greal for quite some time, and now have several airbases in that area as well. We also have made plans for a massive arial strike upon Greal military bases should the event we now fear occur."

"The League is also rather well-prepared for this eventuality." The Archbishop said. "We have developed our own plan which will work well with that of the HIDF, and avoid much of the lack of co-ordination that we were subject to last time."

"The Royal Guard is ready for any task you should assign us, sir." Col. Eric Green added simply.

The Hegemon looked at the men for a moment in turn, silent. After a short time, he spoke: "Very well. We shall move large numbers of HIDF and AL forces into Greal immediately. I wish for certain people within Greal to realize just how much we are willing to lose and how far we are willing to go in order to prevent the fall of the Republic of Greal. I want this rebellion crushed utterly, with overwhelming force. General Mcalpin, you may request the use of Greal airspace for strikes upon communist rebels, and may send as many men as you see fit into the nation. I have no objections to the League doing the same. Col. Green, I will breif you later upon the specifics of your men's task."

"Very well." Claxton said, and the men at the table stood up to leave.

"Oh, and another thing:" The Hegemon said, standing up himself, as the others turned to him. "I advise you to remain wary the Greal military, let us not forget who commands it."

The men nodded, and left, leaving the Hegemon alone in the room, straightening his papers. For your own sake and the sake of the country Sarah, dont do anything foolish.

He sighed again, and left the room, turning the light off as he did so.

__________________________________________________________________

Notice Of Hegemonic Military Deployment:
To: Martin Watson
From: Gen. Alexander Mcalpin, Commander, Hegemony Ground Forces

This notice is for the purpose of informing you that approximately 1.3 million soldiers of the Hegemony are being deployed to the nation of Greal for the purpose of assisting in the suppresion of the armed rebellion agaisnt the governemnt of Greal that is currently in progess. This deployment was issued according the the direct command of the Hegemon. Hegemonic forces will soon cross the border into Greal and proceed to the city of Womer, where they will await further instruction. They will assist your government in any way possible should you request it.


OOC: ill give more details regarding the deployment later today or tomorrow.
Anselmus
14-05-2008, 22:52
General Le Carre watched with amusement as the aircraft previously intercepted by Anselmian fighters was surrounded by Greal troops and its crew taken into custody. Shaking his head, he returned to the chart displaying the status of the division-strength force deployed in Eastern Sasha. So far, Anselmian soldiers had encountered no enemy combatants. Already a veteran of many conflicts, Le Carre was not eager to see battle. He was pleased with the situation.
Bergelland
14-05-2008, 23:50
Sasha, Greal
The ten Bergian operatives climbed the stairs to the upper floors of a small four-story building, near the city centre. They were initially headed for a large skyscraper, but they decided to go to a smaller building, where the chances of them being discovered was significantly smaller. As the team reached the last floor, they picked the lock to one of the apartments and entered. The place was apparently empty. The team jammed the door shut with a tactical wedge and took observation positions on the windows facing the area where the ‘package’ was last seem.

HMS Unbendable, 32Km off the Bergian coast
Vice Admiral John Reigart was sitting on his chair in his office. Suddenly, someone knocked on the metal door and came in. It was Chief Petty Officer Jennifer Fischer, his personal aide. She carried a brown file on his hands.

“What is it?” He asked.

“Sir, this just came in on the SkyWire, priority flag.” She said, handing the file to the Admiral.

“Thank you.” He said, taking the file and quickly reading through it. “Great…”

He stood up and walked up to the bridge. The Task Force was now on new orders. They were now headed to international waters next to Greal, where they would remain in full combat readiness awaiting further orders. It would take some time, however. The trip would take five days.
Greal
15-05-2008, 07:44
"Air Command, this is N-G aircraft. We are preparing to land. ETA 15 Minutes to Sasha International Airport."

"Roger. You have clearance to descend to Angels One and establish contact with Airport Tower. Are your passengers green?"

The Pilot of the Norsikian Armed Forces Antonov An-124 Ruslan flicked a couple of cockpit switches, and a LCD screen lit up with the feed from the cabin cam. Reestablishing the connection to get rid of the static awash on the screen, he could make out the shapes of Norsikian SOF soldiers, the closest thing to Special Forces left after the explosion. Some were strapping on their black armor pads, while others were cleaning and stacking BR-Xs, MP7s, M4s, automatic and Pump-action shotguns, as well as loading ammunition into the magazines for the weapons. He could spot one of the Soldiers with a rag, polishing the barrel of a Accuracy International AS50. The pilot shuddered as he remembered his cargo of raw explosives and RPGs.

Roger. Green across the board. Preparing to contact Airport Tower. ETA 5 minutes.

Good Luck. Command Out.

As the pilot concentrated on bringing the behemoth safely back on ground, his comrade flicked the radio switch and hailed the Army Tower.

Greal tower. This is a Norsikian Armed Forces Plane carrying special forces. We request permission to land. We also require lift gear and accomodation for our crew. Heading 153 by 45. ETA 4 minutes. Plane out.

This is Sasha International Airport Air Control, you have permission to land at terminal 5. A group of trucks will be waiting for you. Tower out."

Hundreds of Greal aircraft were in the airport, being armed and supplied. Foreign troops from all over the world were being flied in.
Greal
15-05-2008, 08:30
Encrypted Message to Cazelia

Sarah Watson wishes to meet Ingram Hasley in Sasha soon. We await a response.
Greal
15-05-2008, 08:53
Bill Watson Towers

Damn, Damn, Damn. Commies everywhere.
Colonel Hardy led one of the sixteen battalions that guarded the three Bill Watson towers, not only the Bill Watson Towers were in the center of the city, they were a symbol of Sasha, if they were taken, then the communists would have won Sasha. He guarded the tallest of the three towers. Bill Watson Tower 1 was 2,000 feet high. He had men guard at the bottom and he put a few machine gun crews on the 10th floor. He saw cars burning, overturned by the war. Communists were assembling, there were thirty thousand of them he esitmated.

They charged, Hardy drove them away over and over. He walked along the defensive lines that surrounded the towers.

"Well Sergeant?" asked Hardy

"fifteen dead, thirty one wounded." said the Sergeant, gloomily.

"Thank you." said Hardy, and he walked on. He walked past a machine gun crew, who grinned at the Colonel. Hardy smiled back and walked on.

Suddenly an explosion forced Hardy to fall down, he looked up and saw communists charging, with sabers and their bayonets fixed. The machine gun crew he passed fired away, mowing away the flank of the attacking communists. Still, they came, there were so many. Hardy grabbed his assault rifle and fired into the mass of communists, it was impossible to miss.

The first Greal troops were falling. Hardy retreated to a sandbag position and fired a 50mm grenade launcher that was there. After a couple of grenades were fired into the mass of communists, there still was too many of them. Hardy fired over and over then he retreated to another line when he ran out of ammunition.

He retreated into the tower, he shut the entrance and locked it and shoved some tables to keep the door shut until he could find a defensive position. He hid behind a desk with some Greal troops waiting and the entrance door collapsed and communists broke inside.

Hardy fired his PGL (Pistol Grenade Launcher) at the mass of communists, the other Greal troops did the same. That did it. the grenades destroyed and killed the mass of communists, and they ran off, leaving a trail of dying communists and blood.
Anselmus
15-05-2008, 13:47
TO President of Greal:

1AEF appears to have stabilized Eastern Sasha without incident. We know the situation is difficult for Greal forces elsewhere. Would you like Anselmian troops to reinforce you in another area?

-R. Anscombe
Greal
16-05-2008, 11:03
TO President of Greal:

1AEF appears to have stabilized Eastern Sasha without incident. We know the situation is difficult for Greal forces elsewhere. Would you like Anselmian troops to reinforce you in another area?

-R. Anscombe

To: R. Anscombe

We will need your forces at the Bill Watson towers which are being besieged by communist forces. Good luck to your men.

Ministry of Defense
Oily prata
16-05-2008, 11:46
One by one, the Ruslan's massive Jets powered down, leaving the airport relatively quieter. Hydraulics whined as the massive rear cargo ramp lowered, sending dust billowing as its bulk hit the ground with a spark. The twenty SOF soldiers took positions, some fanning out to secure the ramp, others staying in the darkness of the cabin, weilding Snipers and RPGs. Once it was clear that communists were not present, techs came out of cover and assisted the Greali personell in moving pallet after pallet of supplies. The most senior of the SOF, according to the muted black rank badges, approached the Greali Officer, saluting.

"Sir. Sitrep, please."
Greal
16-05-2008, 13:24
One by one, the Ruslan's massive Jets powered down, leaving the airport relatively quieter. Hydraulics whined as the massive rear cargo ramp lowered, sending dust billowing as its bulk hit the ground with a spark. The twenty SOF soldiers took positions, some fanning out to secure the ramp, others staying in the darkness of the cabin, weilding Snipers and RPGs. Once it was clear that communists were not present, techs came out of cover and assisted the Greali personell in moving pallet after pallet of supplies. The most senior of the SOF, according to the muted black rank badges, approached the Greali Officer, saluting.

"Sir. Sitrep, please."

He had approached Colonel Kenny Walker, of the 3rd Marine Division

"The Communists have been cleared out of eastern Sasha. But, they are battling our forces in Western Sasha, so we may need your men there. The Bill Watson towers in the center of Sasha are besieged and may also need help. The city of New Klim has been taken by communist forces, so we have surrounded it, and have bombarded it daily. Northern Sasha is secure, Southern Sasha has seen some clashes. The rest of the country is trying to contin communists in their area. Any questions?"
Anselmus
16-05-2008, 15:17
IC:

A collection of armored vehicles arrived at the Bill Watson towers during a lull in the fighting. Even those Anselmians among the force who had seen battle before had never seen anything like this. Corpses were strewn everywhere among the burning wreckages of what had once been cars. The Greal soldiers entrenched at the foot of the towers were visibly exhausted, pushed to their mental and physical limits by the non-stop combat. The column, consisting of Templar (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=556542) MBTs and Praetorian (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bradley_IFV) IFVs, spaced itself evenly along the Greal line, turning to face outward. The Praetorians disgorged their squads of infantrymen, all from the 16th Imperial Grenadiers. The Templars of the 13th Lancers trained their mighty guns on the last known positions of the Communist insurgents.

One Praetorian separated itself from the rest and came to a halt next to the Greal line. The ramp came down, and a group of officers jogged out and approached the nearest Greal position. One man called out to a Greal soldier, "You! Where is your commanding officer?"
Oily prata
16-05-2008, 15:30
"Yes, sir. Does Greal posess intelligence on where the communist HQ is? We have been ordered to..."

Leading the Colonel to a low cargo pallet, the SOF soldier withdrew some maps and a Tablet PC. Thanks to Norsikian engineering excellence, the PC was fully functional within 3 second. He fired up a simulation and stepped back to allow the Greali to have a better look.

A military compound loomed dark and forboding over the horizion, sun and shadow casting a strange look on the walls. The hammer and sickle flew from a flagmast. It exploded in fire as Air-To-Surface missiles were fired from stealth bombers. Once air defences had been thrown in disarray, little conventional aircraft darted in, targeting barracks. The little semicircular buildings imploded under cannon fire. Little men blundered past, some on flame. From the back of the compound, 5 black-armored soldiers emerged, some bearing strange sacks. They ran behind a small hill and disappeared.

"We plan an infiltration mission. My team will go in and disable anti-air defences, if any. We will then give a signal for stealth bombers to perform pinpoint strikes against enemy personell. We will then attempt the capture of as many communist senior-officers as possible, hopefully the leader himself. We will require air support, and the compound's location. Any questions?"
Bergelland
16-05-2008, 19:34
Begian family stranded in Greal
Government deploys carrier to the rescue
Swansea, Bergelland -- Government officials confirmed today that a bergian family is still stranded in the war-torn nation of Greal. The nation is currently in a civil war state as communists try to overthrow the government. The family, native from Rockport, Bergelland, was on vacation in the city of Sasha, capital of Greal when the fighting broke out. Family members, friends and government authorities have been trying to get in touch with them since yesterday, but have been unsuccessful.

Royal Navy officials have confirmed that the aircraft carrier HMS Unbendable is already on its way to Greal in an attempt to rescue the family. The Royal Cabinet has issued a statement earlier today assuring that all Bergian citizens in Greal will be evacuated within the next two days. They have also stated that “if any of our citizens are found wounded and/or injured as a result of military action, we will act swiftly to ensure that justice is served”.

Unconfirmed reports from a source within Greal also claim that a Royal Air Force C-130 has been shot down by communist forces. The aircraft was allegedly electronically monitoring the situation when it was engaged and shot down by communist anti-air batteries. The government, however, has not confirmed nor denied these reports.

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The Grand Principality of Bergelland
Official Statement

The HMS Unbendable Carrier Task Force is now enroute to Greal with orders to evacuate any and all Bergian personnel from Grealite soil and is expected to enter Grealite territorial waters within the next 12 hours. This Task Force has been ordered to take all necessary measures to ensure the safe recovery of all Bergian personnel and has been authorized to use lethal force against any military units interfering with its objectives.

A 50 mile exclusion zone is to be maintained around this task force. Any non-bergian vessel or aircraft found inside the exclusion zone will be classified as hostile and fired upon.

Royal Armed Forces Command
The Grand Principality of Bergelland
Greal
16-05-2008, 22:56
IC:

A collection of armored vehicles arrived at the Bill Watson towers during a lull in the fighting. Even those Anselmians among the force who had seen battle before had never seen anything like this. Corpses were strewn everywhere among the burning wreckages of what had once been cars. The Greal soldiers entrenched at the foot of the towers were visibly exhausted, pushed to their mental and physical limits by the non-stop combat. The column, consisting of Templar (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=556542) MBTs and Praetorian (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bradley_IFV) IFVs, spaced itself evenly along the Greal line, turning to face outward. The Praetorians disgorged their squads of infantrymen, all from the 16th Imperial Grenadiers. The Templars of the 13th Lancers trained their mighty guns on the last known positions of the Communist insurgents.

One Praetorian separated itself from the rest and came to a halt next to the Greal line. The ramp came down, and a group of officers jogged out and approached the nearest Greal position. One man called out to a Greal soldier, "You! Where is your commanding officer?"

The Greal troops greeted the Praetorian approaching him and informed him that the his commanding officer, Colonel Hardy, was down the trenches supervising the defense lines.
Greal
16-05-2008, 22:58
"Yes, sir. Does Greal posess intelligence on where the communist HQ is? We have been ordered to..."

Leading the Colonel to a low cargo pallet, the SOF soldier withdrew some maps and a Tablet PC. Thanks to Norsikian engineering excellence, the PC was fully functional within 3 second. He fired up a simulation and stepped back to allow the Greali to have a better look.

A military compound loomed dark and forboding over the horizion, sun and shadow casting a strange look on the walls. The hammer and sickle flew from a flagmast. It exploded in fire as Air-To-Surface missiles were fired from stealth bombers. Once air defences had been thrown in disarray, little conventional aircraft darted in, targeting barracks. The little semicircular buildings imploded under cannon fire. Little men blundered past, some on flame. From the back of the compound, 5 black-armored soldiers emerged, some bearing strange sacks. They ran behind a small hill and disappeared.

"We plan an infiltration mission. My team will go in and disable anti-air defences, if any. We will then give a signal for stealth bombers to perform pinpoint strikes against enemy personell. We will then attempt the capture of as many communist senior-officers as possible, hopefully the leader himself. We will require air support, and the compound's location. Any questions?"

"The Communist headquarters in right here in Sasha, but i doubt Peter Watson is there, he has probably moved to new Klim. We are bombarding the headquarters, and it shouldn't take long for it to surrender." said Colonel Kenny watching the PC.
Lord Sumguy
17-05-2008, 02:11
OOC: awaiting a response to post 81.
Bergelland
17-05-2008, 04:25
‘The Cave’, HMS Unbendable, off the coast of Greal
The Vice Admiral Reigart entered the closed dark compartment, closing the heavy watertight door behind him. The compartment, filled by a large plasma screen on one end and with two computer terminals, was one of the most secret places in the ship. Its location and even its existence was only known to the few people onboard with a level 5 clearance, which was less than 3% of the ship’s company. As he walked in, two men were sitting in the computer terminal, while a good-looking slender woman, apparently a civilian, was standing beside them.

“Good morning, admiral”, the woman said, as the two men continued to work on the computers.

“Good morning, ma’am”, the admiral said, “You wanted to see me?”

“Yes, sir. Please take a look at the screen”, she said, before interrupting one of the men and pressing a few buttons on the computer, and looking at the screen herself, now showing the picture of a woman, probably in her early 20s, alongside an IR satellite picture and a second satellite picture with a few characters drawn on it. “This woman is a RIO agent, her codename is Holly. She is one of our field reporting agents. After the rebellion broke out, we instructed her to rendezvous with the Baker family and escort them to a second rendezvous with a RAF extraction team. Unfortunately, things went wrong.”

“What happened this time?” The admiral asked.

“We are not sure, but as you can see on the IR image, it seems that the house they were hiding in was stormed, we don’t know by who”, she continued, “Agent Holly, along with the Baker family were then taken to that building, outlined in the picture. She had a SATCOM line open until moments ago and we have been able to pick up some speech. It appears that she was taken by communist forces, though this is not confirmed yet.”

“How do we take her out?” The admiral asked.

“I can’t do all your job for you, admiral”, she said, smirking.

Somewhere in Sasha, Greal
The ten bergian operatives had set up a small, low profile observation post in an unoccupied building in downtown Sasha. They have been looking for their package, but so far, they had no success. The team leader was watching the movement from a window on the third floor of the building when another operative came to her, carrying the portable satellite radio.

“Ma’am, it’s Angel Ops”, the operative said, handing her the handset.

“This is Angel One, go ahead”, she said, pushing the transmit button.

“Angel One, be advised, you have a new courier. A big island is on the coast, I repeat, big island on the coast. Callsign is Heaven. Expect contact within the next two hours.”

“Roger that. Angel One out.”
Oily prata
17-05-2008, 10:40
SASHA AIRPORT, GREAL
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"Then we shall attack New Klim. We request that you provide us with stealth bombers and CAS aircraft. Have no fear, we shall disable AA defences before signaling for support." The soldier gestured at the Pallet. "One-man gliders. We shall insert ourselves just before sunrise, gain entrance to the compound, and set off charges at the generator stations." He pinched the screen, zooming into a small set of boxy buildings, when then exploded spectacularly. "We will then make our way to the command bunker if possible. If not, we will bail out after signaling you to attack." Banging a gauntleted fist against the pallet, the SOF announced with a flourish. "Victory shall be ours, comrade."

JAZEEN NAVAL BASE, NORSIKIA
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"Blegh, another boring day at work. Another boring day away from bed. Another boring day looking at this scanner-what the?"

Ensign Frosty jumped out of his seat, blinking and pinching himself. His job was to sit and monitor sea activity in the body of water close to Greal, a normally quiet assignment as there were few merchant ships plying their way to greal from the west of Novus Universitas. But what was once a black circle was abberated by a single yellow circle--bogeys. Booting up the more advanced scanners, he found out that it was actually a collection of ships. A collection of ships appearing out of nowhere heading towards a volatile country? It only meant one thing. Naval task force.

Minutes later the sensor data had been taken to high command, and they dispatched two Fuji-class Battlecruisers to investigate, full anti-capital armament. They would take four hours to intercept, travelling at maximum-stealth mode. However, due to sheer luck, a Vif-class Submarine was patroling closer to the Task Force, and could make it in two hours.
Bergelland
17-05-2008, 20:51
HMS Lancer, Off the coast of Greal
Sonar Room
Seawoman Erika Harks was sitting on a console on the ship’s Sonar room, a rather cramped watertight compartment with half a dozen computer stations that analyzed and interpreted data gathered by the ship’s sonar.

As part of the ASW screen, the Lancer was positioned quite a few miles ahead of the main formation, away from its noisy engines and cavitations. Its variable depht towed array was strategically deployed below the local thermal layer, optimizing the ship’s capabilities.

Erika was responsible for monitoring the ship’s hull passive sonar. Her screen was often filled with ‘ghosts’, caused by everything, from fish to century old shipwrecks that decided to squeak out of nowhere.

She, like everyone else on the room, was focused on her job, with her eyes glued to the screen when some weird lines appeared. As she increased the volume on her headset she could hear a very faint and distant pulsating noise. She had heard that noise before, on training. That was not a ghost.

“Chief, broadband contact, bearing 320, definitely screws, high speed, probable warship” She said to her supervisor, who ran to her side, watching the lines on the screen while picking up a handset.

“Sonar-Bridge”, the supervisor said, “We have a broadband contact, goblin, bearing 320, high speed screws!”

Bridge
The watch officer pressed the ‘Disconnect’ button on the intercom and then the ‘CO’ call button. A few seconds before, the ship’s commanding officer was on the bridge.

“Ma’am, we have a goblin, bearing 320, high speed screws”, the watch officer reported.

“Turn left, bearing 320, set speed to 15 knots”, the captain ordered.

”Aye, aye ma’am”, the conn officer replied, “Turn left bearing 320, speed to 15 knots”

The ship turned quickly towards the faint contact, while the sonar stations kept track of it, the sound getting slightly louder with every closer mile. Suddenly, the ship’s alarm went off.

“General quarters! General quarters! All hands, man your battle stations!”

OOC: Sub hunting, yummy. :)
Cazelia
17-05-2008, 22:44
Encrypted Message to Cazelia

Sarah Watson wishes to meet Ingram Hasley in Sasha soon. We await a response.

~Encrypted Communique~

I am on my way. Expect me there within the hour

Sincerely,
Ingram J Hasley
~Major General, 501st Marine Division
Greal
17-05-2008, 22:45
SIC:
Hegemony Headquarters, Sumguaia:

The Hegemon sighed as he put a report down on the table in front of him. Seated around the table were the respective heads of the Abrahamic League, Hegemony International Defense Force, and Sumguaian Royal Guard, as well as several of their subordinates.

"Well, I suppose it was bound to happen eventually." He said to the asembled men. "How well are we prepared for this?"

"Better than most." General Alexander McAlpin replied, sipping a glass of water as he casually looked over a map. "We have had a large number of men stationed on the border with Greal for quite some time, and now have several airbases in that area as well. We also have made plans for a massive arial strike upon Greal military bases should the event we now fear occur."

"The League is also rather well-prepared for this eventuality." The Archbishop said. "We have developed our own plan which will work well with that of the HIDF, and avoid much of the lack of co-ordination that we were subject to last time."

"The Royal Guard is ready for any task you should assign us, sir." Col. Eric Green added simply.

The Hegemon looked at the men for a moment in turn, silent. After a short time, he spoke: "Very well. We shall move large numbers of HIDF and AL forces into Greal immediately. I wish for certain people within Greal to realize just how much we are willing to lose and how far we are willing to go in order to prevent the fall of the Republic of Greal. I want this rebellion crushed utterly, with overwhelming force. General Mcalpin, you may request the use of Greal airspace for strikes upon communist rebels, and may send as many men as you see fit into the nation. I have no objections to the League doing the same. Col. Green, I will breif you later upon the specifics of your men's task."

"Very well." Claxton said, and the men at the table stood up to leave.

"Oh, and another thing:" The Hegemon said, standing up himself, as the others turned to him. "I advise you to remain wary the Greal military, let us not forget who commands it."

The men nodded, and left, leaving the Hegemon alone in the room, straightening his papers. For your own sake and the sake of the country Sarah, dont do anything foolish.

He sighed again, and left the room, turning the light off as he did so.

__________________________________________________________________

Notice Of Hegemonic Military Deployment:
To: Martin Watson
From: Gen. Alexander Mcalpin, Commander, Hegemony Ground Forces

This notice is for the purpose of informing you that approximately 1.3 million soldiers of the Hegemony are being deployed to the nation of Greal for the purpose of assisting in the suppresion of the armed rebellion agaisnt the governemnt of Greal that is currently in progess. This deployment was issued according the the direct command of the Hegemon. Hegemonic forces will soon cross the border into Greal and proceed to the city of Womer, where they will await further instruction. They will assist your government in any way possible should you request it.


OOC: ill give more details regarding the deployment later today or tomorrow.

Encrypted Response

1.3 million men seems a little high, you may enter the country, but we advise you to limit your numbers to 700,000. Our nation is full of foreign troops as it is.
Oily prata
18-05-2008, 04:15
"High speed screws detected sir, bearing 80."

"Within visual range?"

"Ja, commander. Deploying Periscope."

In older days, a submarine commander might have stepped to the periscope deck, and see what was on the surface with his own eyes. These days, thanks to advances in technology, all he had to do was call up the periscope
view on his LCD screen. It was an overcast day, and fog had set in on the western ocean, but commander Fondant could make out the hulk of a warship, in a cross the 'T' position with his Sub. As he booted up the IR camera, the hulk started to present less of his profile, until it became a narrow wedge. Fondant hit the emergency call tab."

"Attention, attention. All hands battle stations. Potential ASW warship bearing 0, high speed."

The rest of the main bridge crew burst into the room, years of training and experience allowing them to be ready for action round the clock. Fondant leaned back into his seat and addressed his crew-

"We have an ASW warship, possibly a destroyer, upon us. Engineering, rig for silent running. Helm, crash dive!"

The deck started to incline noticably as the Helmsman fill all the ballast tanks with water, as well as setting the dive planes at their maximum stop. The white halogen lamps flickered out, and battery-powered light strips cast a red glow on everything in the bridge, making it look like a hellcave.

"Passing Thermal layer,sir."
Bergelland
18-05-2008, 15:49
HMS Lancer, Off the coast of Greal
Sonar Room
Seawoman Harks watched the computer screen as the line peaks disappeared. She increased the volume on her headset and ‘played’ with the various switches on the sides of the terminal which activated filters and enhancements. The already faint sound had disappeared among the multitude of sounds in the ocean.

“Chief, contact lost”, she said to her supervisor, who called the captain on the intercom.

Bridge
“Reduce speed to 5 knots, maintain current heading”, the captain ordered

“Aye aye, sir, speed to 5 knots, maintain current heading”, the conn officer replied

The captain picked up the intercom headset and pressed the ‘Comms’ button. A few seconds later, the communications chief was on the other side of the line.

“Chief, I need to send a message to the Task Force, now”, she said.

A few minutes later, a simple encrypted message was sent to the task force.

GOBLIN B360. CONTACT LOST. REQUEST FURTHER ASW ASSETS.

About 50 miles from the Lancer, the HMS Harpooner, another Fearless-class ASW destroyer, made full speed towards the Lancer position. A possible submarine contact was a huge threat to any task force and the Royal Navy knew that, therefore it was a high priority task for the battle group to prosecute that unknown contact. And destroy it, if needed.
Zoingo
18-05-2008, 16:49
Amsteldam, Zoingo

The gentle rays of the sun beat down upon the newly anointed capital of the commonwealth of Zoingo, one of Greal's old allies. The canals of the city flowed with traffic coming from the colonies, citizens biked on the wide cobbelstone-treemarked avenues along with the screeching trollies, and seagulls and doves flew throught the city skies......

Ever since the previous blockade by Leocardia in an invasion attempt of Greal, the nation has, untill furthur notice, compleatly dissapeared of the stage of international politics. The monarchy has opperated quietly, trade goes as continued, the capital has been moved further away from the border, and the populace lived in silence of the outside world. Indeed, most International Events did not concearn Roland J. Massaquine, Prime Minister of Zoingo, or Parliament. Up until now....

Ministers Office, Convier Palace

Roland was a busy man at this point in time and was in no condition for seeing international news. He was filing papers for the budget approval when his secretary knocked on the door.

"Yes, come in..." he answered quietly.
"Mr. Minister, we have word from Greal.....there is another revolt." his secretary told him.
Roland looked up, lifed an eyebrow, and took the message that was given to him.....reading ever so patiently, he then gave it back and replied:
"I assume that the King already knows of the events?".
"That is correct, he awaites your desicion...." she replied.
"Well....I do want the colonial assemblies to muster up a few thousand men... the navy dispached to Womer Port.....and.....hmmm...is the webcam still up?" Roland asked.
"Yes....why?"
"I need to get on.....to visit a colegue of mine....again." he responded.
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After writing a letter to the Republic of Greal, Roland then got on the webcam.
Recipient : the computer read
"Lord Sumguy," Roland answered, and he waited to be connected.......
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Official Communique

To: The Repubic of Greal

The Commonwealth will never abandon one of its closest allies in its time of need. The Royal Navy is being dispached to Womer Port to help secure the area, as well as 250,000 marines on dispach and reserve. May peace continue between the both of us.
Sincerely,
Roland J. Massaquine
Prime Minister of Zoingo
Lord Sumguy
18-05-2008, 16:59
Encrypted Response

1.3 million men seems a little high, you may enter the country, but we advise you to limit your numbers to 700,000. Our nation is full of foreign troops as it is.


Encrypted Reply:
To: Martin Watson
From: Gen. Alexander Mcalpin, Commander, Hegemony Ground Forces

Very well, I shall reduce the numbers of HIDF troops to aproximately 500,000. They will be accompanied by 170,000 AL soldiers, as well as 30,000 Sumguaian Royal Guard. The HIDF will perform air strikes upon rebel forces as is neccesary from airbases within the Holy Empire.

Also, my dear sir, you appear to have mistakenly thought that I was asking for your government's permission.

Long live the republic of Greal,
Alexander Mcalpin
_______________________________________________________________________

Gen. Alexander Mcalpin silently fumed as he rode in an APC across the Sumguaian-Greal border. So he sees fit to half my men does he? I chose the number because it was what i would need, civilain fool. Ah well, if i cant have the quantity I need, I suppose the quality I need will do. Let us hope our Grealian "allies" can keep up with the 700,000 best soldiers of the Holy Empire. He shook his head slowly, rifling through files on Martin, Sarah, and Peter Watson. You arent helping the situation, Martin. Now it will be that much more difficult for us should she try anything.

700,000 men of the HIDF, AL and Royal Guard made their way across the border into Greal, heading for the city of Womer.
Cazelia
18-05-2008, 17:55
OOC: I need a reply for post #100
Mokastana
18-05-2008, 18:28
OOC: so I am back home and wont get on to often, if you couldnt tell....

i take it i missed a lot?
Lord Sumguy
18-05-2008, 20:35
Amsteldam, Zoingo

The gentle rays of the sun beat down upon the newly anointed capital of the commonwealth of Zoingo, one of Greal's old allies. The canals of the city flowed with traffic coming from the colonies, citizens biked on the wide cobbelstone-treemarked avenues along with the screeching trollies, and seagulls and doves flew throught the city skies......

Ever since the previous blockade by Leocardia in an invasion attempt of Greal, the nation has, untill furthur notice, compleatly dissapeared of the stage of international politics. The monarchy has opperated quietly, trade goes as continued, the capital has been moved further away from the border, and the populace lived in silence of the outside world. Indeed, most International Events did not concearn Roland J. Massaquine, Prime Minister of Zoingo, or Parliament. Up until now....

Ministers Office, Convier Palace

Roland was a busy man at this point in time and was in no condition for seeing international news. He was filing papers for the budget approval when his secretary knocked on the door.

"Yes, come in..." he answered quietly.
"Mr. Minister, we have word from Greal.....there is another revolt." his secretary told him.
Roland looked up, lifed an eyebrow, and took the message that was given to him.....reading ever so patiently, he then gave it back and replied:
"I assume that the King already knows of the events?".
"That is correct, he awaites your desicion...." she replied.
"Well....I do want the colonial assemblies to muster up a few thousand men... the navy dispached to Womer Port.....and.....hmmm...is the webcam still up?" Roland asked.
"Yes....why?"
"I need to get on.....to visit a colegue of mine....again." he responded.
------------------------------------

After writing a letter to the Republic of Greal, Roland then got on the webcam.
Recipient : the computer read
"Lord Sumguy," Roland answered, and he waited to be connected.......
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Official Communique

To: The Repubic of Greal

The Commonwealth will never abandon one of its closest allies in its time of need. The Royal Navy is being dispached to Womer Port to help secure the area, as well as 250,000 marines on dispach and reserve. May peace continue between the both of us.
Sincerely,
Roland J. Massaquine
Prime Minister of Zoingo

After a few seconds, the Hegemon's face appeared on Roland's screen. "What is it you need, Roland?" He asked, looking through an extremely thick file on Sarah Hasely.
Zoingo
18-05-2008, 20:43
"Hi Lord Sumguy, long time no see." he smiled at the moniter. "I see that I am not the only one looking at old files. But that is beside the point..." Rolands face turned a bit more serious.
"The current situation at hand, it seems, is that the legislature has approved in helping out the current Republic of Greal. Now, we have staged a convoy and some 150,000 marines to proceed to Womer Port, is it possible for our forces to rendezvous at that point?"
Lord Sumguy
18-05-2008, 20:50
"Hi Lord Sumguy, long time no see." he smiled at the moniter. "I see that I am not the only one looking at old files. But that is beside the point..." Rolands face turned a bit more serious.
"The current situation at hand, it seems, is that the legislature has approved in helping out the current Republic of Greal. Now, we have staged a convoy and some 150,000 marines to proceed to Womer Port, is it possible for our forces to rendezvous at that point?"

"I think that would be more than acceptable, Roland. One moment, I can connect you to the General of the forces I have deployed there."

After about fifteen seconds the face of Alexander Mcalpin appeared on the screen next to Lord Sumguy's. "Yes sir?" Mcalpin said, addresing the Hegemon, before noticing Roland. "Ah, Mr. Massaquine, what can I do for you?"
Zoingo
18-05-2008, 21:58
"I think that would be more than acceptable, Roland. One moment, I can connect you to the General of the forces I have deployed there."

After about fifteen seconds the face of Alexander Mcalpin appeared on the screen next to Lord Sumguy's. "Yes sir?" Mcalpin said, addresing the Hegemon, before noticing Roland. "Ah, Mr. Massaquine, what can I do for you?"

Roland chuckled, "Now I only wish that the Admiral was here. But as I said to the Hegemon over here is that the forces of our Royal Navy will be arriving at Womer Port with some 150,000 marines. We were hopeing to secure the city, and we also heard that your forces were in the area. Would it be possible for our forces to rendezvous?"
Greal
19-05-2008, 02:46
~Encrypted Communique~

I am on my way. Expect me there within the hour

Sincerely,
Ingram J Hasley
~Major General, 501st Marine Division

Instructions were sent to Ingram, he was to meet Sarah at a military building just outside Sasha.

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OOC: LS, I'm in a different region now, you do not border me........:(
Lord Sumguy
19-05-2008, 03:06
Instructions were sent to Ingram, he was to meet Sarah at a military building just outside Sasha.

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OOC: LS, I'm in a different region now, you do not border me........:(

OOC: I thought we set the geographic locations independantly of region, as i bordered you before you joined mine.

@Zoingo, ill respond to you tomorrow.
Zoingo
19-05-2008, 03:09
OOC: I thought we set the geographic locations independantly of region, as i bordered you before you joined mine.

@Zoingo, ill respond to you tomorrow.

OOC: Okay.

Greal, when I moved to a new region, I still acted like I bordered you, and it worked out fine. You even said so yourself that I and Lord Sumguy bordered you no matter if we changed regions. What we may have are more Political rather than geographic regions (Your region borders our region).
Greal
19-05-2008, 03:18
OOC: Ok, understood. Post coming up.
Cazelia
19-05-2008, 03:35
Rendezvous Point
8:34 PM
Sasha, Greal

Ingram parked his Humvee a few blocks from the point and walked from there. He thought ahead and brought his Colt 1911 in case any communists foolishly decided to ambush him. He walked until he saw his wife. He drew out his pistol and held it at his side and walked up next to her
"So, what do you wish to talk to me about?"
The Grand World Order
19-05-2008, 03:41
((OOC: This is probably going to be my only post, my apology for not contacting ahead of time. It's just a diplomatic message.))


To: Greal
From: The Grand World Order Office Of Foreign Affairs

As Fascists, we personally would hate to see Greal taken by Communists. Many GWO soldiers died during the last conflict stopping them, as you know, and we almost got Peter Watson.

We cannot deploy troops at this time because of situations you are aware of happening in our own nation. The only troops in your nation are our S.T.F. Agents serving as Embassy Guards. We apologize for the inability to stop the Communists.

((OOC: I know I said Border Guards, I meant Embassy. My bad.))
Greal
19-05-2008, 03:42
Rendezvous Point
8:34 PM
Sasha, Greal

Ingram parked his Humvee a few blocks from the point and walked from there. He thought ahead and brought his Colt 1911 in case any communists foolishly decided to ambush him. He walked until he saw his wife. He drew out his pistol and held it at his side and walked up next to her
"So, what do you wish to talk to me about?"

“Hello Ingram.” Said Sarah holding something, ”Before I start talking, I thought you might want to see your son.” The something she was holding was a baby boy.
Lord Sumguy
20-05-2008, 22:10
Roland chuckled, "Now I only wish that the Admiral was here. But as I said to the Hegemon over here is that the forces of our Royal Navy will be arriving at Womer Port with some 150,000 marines. We were hopeing to secure the city, and we also heard that your forces were in the area. Would it be possible for our forces to rendezvous?"

"An exellent idea." Mcalpin said, smiling. "We will await your men's arrival once we reach Womer." The camera that was fimling his face shookn for a moment as the APC hit a bump. "And another, thing, I wouldn't trust the Greal military if I were you. We must work with them for now, but be wary."


The Hegemonic troops continued to make their way towards Womer, the first of them now less than thirty miles from the city limits.
Greal
21-05-2008, 02:34
Communists were routed at a battle just outside New Klim. Ten thousand communists lost their lives that day. But the war was still not over. Greal forces slowly pushed into New Klim, but were driven back over and over by communist troops. the city suffered napalm bombings, and even a few EMP strikes. The EMP strikes were effective, and the western end of the city fell. there were forty thousand communists left in the city, with plenty of food and ammunition.

Sasha, had become quiet, there were a few clashes around the Bill Watson towers. A Special Operations unit had driven the communists away from key buildings, but at a cost of three hundred dead and wounded.
Zoingo
22-05-2008, 00:40
"An exellent idea." Mcalpin said, smiling. "We will await your men's arrival once we reach Womer." The camera that was fimling his face shookn for a moment as the APC hit a bump. "And another, thing, I wouldn't trust the Greal military if I were you. We must work with them for now, but be wary."


The Hegemonic troops continued to make their way towards Womer, the first of them now less than thirty miles from the city limits.

"Agreed, it would be too dangerous to side with any part of their military, we know what has happened in the past." Roland continued.

Outside Womer Port, Greal

Just off shore, a detachment of the Royal Navy was sent to secure the port for the cause of the democratic government. Admiral Wintermute was the captain of the flagship, the Illion. The Admiral awaited reinforcements from the convoy and the Sumguian troops.

List of Fleet
2x Super-Battleships
2x Kitty Hawk class aircraft carriers
8x Iowa Class Battleships
13x Tarawa Class amphibious assault ships
16x Zumwalt Class destroyers
20x Cyclone Class Patrol Boats
150000 Marines
50000 Reserve Troops
Lord Sumguy
22-05-2008, 01:56
"Alright then," Mcalpin said. "We should be arriving in about two hours. Is there anything else you need?"
Zoingo
22-05-2008, 02:28
"Alright then," Mcalpin said. "We should be arriving in about two hours. Is there anything else you need?"

"No, but thank you general." Roland said. He then turned back to Lord Sumguy's side of the screen. "I must bid farewell to you gentlemen, the old north carillon of Amsteldam has been revived. I must be there for the celebration, for it was the first bell tower of the city."
Greal
22-05-2008, 08:12
"Agreed, it would be too dangerous to side with any part of their military, we know what has happened in the past." Roland continued.

Outside Womer Port, Greal

Just off shore, a detachment of the Royal Navy was sent to secure the port for the cause of the democratic government. Admiral Wintermute was the captain of the flagship, the Illion. The Admiral awaited reinforcements from the convoy and the Sumguian troops.

List of Fleet
2x Super-Battleships
2x Kitty Hawk class aircraft carriers
8x Iowa Class Battleships
13x Tarawa Class amphibious assault ships
16x Zumwalt Class destroyers
20x Cyclone Class Patrol Boats
150000 Marines
50000 Reserve Troops

The Greal navy sent a message to the Zoingo fleet to move soon, since Greal ships were heading back home.