Terre Nationale
14-05-2008, 04:43
"Hey, what's goin' on?" Mark MacAngelo yelled over to his school mate and bestfriend, Jeffery Jacks. "Yo man, you know the Trefff, right bro? I get this great idea!" His eccentric laugh almost hid the seroiusness of his question.
"Man, shut the fuck up!" Jeffery said as he pulled him by the collar into a more private corner. "Yea man, you know I know about the Trefff, but you can't be sayin' their name around here, bro, that shit is fucking dangerous." He looked around, obviously the more wound up of the two.
"You're such a little bitch man," He laughed as he took Jeffery's hand off his shoulder. "You know the Trefff is offerin' a little somethin' to anyone that, helps them out a little bit, right?" He smiled and turned his head slightly to ease off the harshness.
"Oh my fuckin' god, do you want to get us killed, you know they do that to the Treff, right bro? They fuckin' do it, they fuckin' do it a lot! Remember Henry Hicks? His fuckin' dad got hanged right in front of the fucker! I'm not gettin' fuckin' killed in front of my family, no fuckin' way, not even for fuckin' you!"
"C'mon man, you know I need this food, my families crop isn't good this year and the taxes are makin' it worse, don't be a little bitch man, after all the shit we been threw? I thought you'd be a little more... how you say? Pitiful or some shit like that. C'mon man, I can't do it alone, that shit is scary."
"Whose the fuckin' bitch now? Look the taxes and the bad crops aren't just on your family, my fuckin' family is feelin' it too, fuck man, fine we'll go to one of their meetings just to see how it is, alright?"
"Thanks man, you won't regret it." The both separated ways after the discussion and would meet later that day at the Union square and would head to where the Trefff representative would take them.
--- Fexilville, Farm Province C [Seven Hours Later] ---
After the representative had taken them to the meeting they were surprised to see about half of their school's male population there. Apparently the bad crops really did call for harsh measure by the men of the family. During the meeting the Trefff speakers portrayed their fight for that of the common man, and showed the statistics of their attacks, and in this only two civilians had been killed, one by a freak accident, and the other by Nationale guard's cross fire. Despite this being true on the farming lands, which made up eleven percent of the national GDP and took up around nine percent of the nation's population, the facts were different inside the nation's mountains, where most of the population, economic, and political power was placed. Alone in Liberte, the capitol, there was atleast one pipe bomb going off every half an hour, and the garrison was increased from one brigade, to two full divisions. In fact, due to civilians leaving the city, and the atrocious bombing rate, which was slowly increasing, the population of the city dropped by nearly twenty percent.
However, this was not the side of the story that MacAngelo and Jacks heard, along with all the young and older men there. So of course almost all of them had volunteered, receiving the promised amount of food, a large sack of grain per week, including training time. The training sessions would be held between 6-8pm and would take three weeks to complete. The shortness of time was due to the low-life expectancy and the need to hide, hundreds of people leaving their jobs and school looks very suspicious.
--- Liberte, Centre Province [A Month Later]---
"This is Manny Marison reporting from the news helicopter," A gorgeous red haired new women stated. "From reports out of the military it seems that the Trefff have launched an offensive against four recruiting stations, all dangerously close to the Political District. If these key locations are taken, many retired military strategists theorize, the Prime Chancellor will be evacuated from Liberte, and moved to Le'mon to be able to run the nation under safer circumstances."
"However, they also theorize that the Trefff would gain a media victory, and would receive even more recruits, possibly boosting their numbers to seventy thousand. While the evacuation of the Prime Chancellor does not signify the taking of Liberte, it would make the battle balanced, as non of the superior fire power of the Nationalist Armed Forces can be used inside the city. Evacuation would be a last case scenario."
--- Liberte, Centre Province [Military Recruiting Station .0237c] ---
Comrade MacAngelo looked outside the window, one of the few that had not been damaged in the fighting around the recruiting station. His group had lost twelve men and fourteen were hauled back to be given medical attention, including his bestfriend Jeffery Jacks. Now MacAngelo would have to fight his way threw this war or be shot by his own townsmen. "Fexilville Group C, open fire!" His commander screamed on the first floor, he could hear him all the way to the third, the top level.
MacAngelo heard and saw the lead from their guns poor into the shot up building that was used as a recruiting station just two weeks ago, hundreds of yellow traces bounced around, some deflecting and some being implanted into the wall. He was one of the not-so-lucky-not-so-unlucky guys in his unit. He was issued a moderately new SKS, compared to Jeffery's Mosin Nagant, it was a god send. Still he envied some of the others that had gotten PPSH's and the commanders who got the coveted AK-47. But he still followed orders and aimed his sites on the recruiting station, breaking the lowest panel of glass on the left side. He was about to fire when an armored truck rolled up into front of the recruiting station, while his friends had simply switched their focus of aim to the vehicle. He was much more interest in what it was, and what that odd tube was on top of it did.
MacAngelo took his eye away from the sights of the gun and noticed the tube turn towards the building he was in, though aimed lower. "Get down!" His commander screamed, just before a wreck was made of the flooring between the first and second floor. He was flung back, along with his rifle luckily, by the concussion. "Fuckin' Dewford, get the RPG on that sunovabich! The rest of you retards, fuckin' keep your heads down!" He listened to his commander and held onto his rifle while he laid on the ground. Then he heard a sucking sound and then the sound of twisting medal, like at the mines in Fexilville. "Fuckin' one shot kill! That's the shit! Retards on the first floor, charge! Second and Third, fuckin' cover!" He got up and broke the entire glass window and aimed his gun left to right as he saw about a dozen men charge. He could only hear the gun battle after they passed behind the destroyed vehicle, and soon even that sound had ended. A Trefff flag was raised, the glorious red flew high over recruiting station...
--- Reports to Outside World ---
Rumors -
1. Riots are happening over the food tax, mostly outside in the farming provinces, the taxes go primarily to those in the mountains since they can not maintain their own crops, unless the emergency grain is used, which is just that... for emergency.
2. The government is using a rebellion as an excuse to kill unruly men and women in the farming provinces, and that a total of one thousand men and women are being killed, though no reported rape has accord, nor the death of any children under the age of sixteen.
3. Foreign Communists start a resistance because they are sick of bigotry because of their political views, and it spirals out of control as hundreds of splinter groups are begun in the farming provinces, which unify and become the Trefff, which is unknown what it stands for. The Prime Chancellor was moved to Le'mon for safety reasons.
Governmental Release -
A large riot has accord in Janforth, a large suburb of Liberte, this riot, being close and technically part of Liberte has caused rumors about a 'rebellion' to sprout about, mostly due to farmers with left-leaning tendencies who are angered by the distribution of grain to the more needy in the mountain provinces. The Prime Chancellor is safe and is still inside Liberte, there are no major military movements or policy changes.
(OOC: Basically it's the Fascist government who is trying to supply the entire nation with grain since the mountain farmlands aren't enough due to over-use, and since they are having to take from the farmers, which causes a shortage for them. International Communist radicals have started little "clicks" that pay in food, almost like a second job. It seems like a bunch of little groups trying to make ends meat, but all the "clicks" are apart of the larger international movement to change the government.)
"Man, shut the fuck up!" Jeffery said as he pulled him by the collar into a more private corner. "Yea man, you know I know about the Trefff, but you can't be sayin' their name around here, bro, that shit is fucking dangerous." He looked around, obviously the more wound up of the two.
"You're such a little bitch man," He laughed as he took Jeffery's hand off his shoulder. "You know the Trefff is offerin' a little somethin' to anyone that, helps them out a little bit, right?" He smiled and turned his head slightly to ease off the harshness.
"Oh my fuckin' god, do you want to get us killed, you know they do that to the Treff, right bro? They fuckin' do it, they fuckin' do it a lot! Remember Henry Hicks? His fuckin' dad got hanged right in front of the fucker! I'm not gettin' fuckin' killed in front of my family, no fuckin' way, not even for fuckin' you!"
"C'mon man, you know I need this food, my families crop isn't good this year and the taxes are makin' it worse, don't be a little bitch man, after all the shit we been threw? I thought you'd be a little more... how you say? Pitiful or some shit like that. C'mon man, I can't do it alone, that shit is scary."
"Whose the fuckin' bitch now? Look the taxes and the bad crops aren't just on your family, my fuckin' family is feelin' it too, fuck man, fine we'll go to one of their meetings just to see how it is, alright?"
"Thanks man, you won't regret it." The both separated ways after the discussion and would meet later that day at the Union square and would head to where the Trefff representative would take them.
--- Fexilville, Farm Province C [Seven Hours Later] ---
After the representative had taken them to the meeting they were surprised to see about half of their school's male population there. Apparently the bad crops really did call for harsh measure by the men of the family. During the meeting the Trefff speakers portrayed their fight for that of the common man, and showed the statistics of their attacks, and in this only two civilians had been killed, one by a freak accident, and the other by Nationale guard's cross fire. Despite this being true on the farming lands, which made up eleven percent of the national GDP and took up around nine percent of the nation's population, the facts were different inside the nation's mountains, where most of the population, economic, and political power was placed. Alone in Liberte, the capitol, there was atleast one pipe bomb going off every half an hour, and the garrison was increased from one brigade, to two full divisions. In fact, due to civilians leaving the city, and the atrocious bombing rate, which was slowly increasing, the population of the city dropped by nearly twenty percent.
However, this was not the side of the story that MacAngelo and Jacks heard, along with all the young and older men there. So of course almost all of them had volunteered, receiving the promised amount of food, a large sack of grain per week, including training time. The training sessions would be held between 6-8pm and would take three weeks to complete. The shortness of time was due to the low-life expectancy and the need to hide, hundreds of people leaving their jobs and school looks very suspicious.
--- Liberte, Centre Province [A Month Later]---
"This is Manny Marison reporting from the news helicopter," A gorgeous red haired new women stated. "From reports out of the military it seems that the Trefff have launched an offensive against four recruiting stations, all dangerously close to the Political District. If these key locations are taken, many retired military strategists theorize, the Prime Chancellor will be evacuated from Liberte, and moved to Le'mon to be able to run the nation under safer circumstances."
"However, they also theorize that the Trefff would gain a media victory, and would receive even more recruits, possibly boosting their numbers to seventy thousand. While the evacuation of the Prime Chancellor does not signify the taking of Liberte, it would make the battle balanced, as non of the superior fire power of the Nationalist Armed Forces can be used inside the city. Evacuation would be a last case scenario."
--- Liberte, Centre Province [Military Recruiting Station .0237c] ---
Comrade MacAngelo looked outside the window, one of the few that had not been damaged in the fighting around the recruiting station. His group had lost twelve men and fourteen were hauled back to be given medical attention, including his bestfriend Jeffery Jacks. Now MacAngelo would have to fight his way threw this war or be shot by his own townsmen. "Fexilville Group C, open fire!" His commander screamed on the first floor, he could hear him all the way to the third, the top level.
MacAngelo heard and saw the lead from their guns poor into the shot up building that was used as a recruiting station just two weeks ago, hundreds of yellow traces bounced around, some deflecting and some being implanted into the wall. He was one of the not-so-lucky-not-so-unlucky guys in his unit. He was issued a moderately new SKS, compared to Jeffery's Mosin Nagant, it was a god send. Still he envied some of the others that had gotten PPSH's and the commanders who got the coveted AK-47. But he still followed orders and aimed his sites on the recruiting station, breaking the lowest panel of glass on the left side. He was about to fire when an armored truck rolled up into front of the recruiting station, while his friends had simply switched their focus of aim to the vehicle. He was much more interest in what it was, and what that odd tube was on top of it did.
MacAngelo took his eye away from the sights of the gun and noticed the tube turn towards the building he was in, though aimed lower. "Get down!" His commander screamed, just before a wreck was made of the flooring between the first and second floor. He was flung back, along with his rifle luckily, by the concussion. "Fuckin' Dewford, get the RPG on that sunovabich! The rest of you retards, fuckin' keep your heads down!" He listened to his commander and held onto his rifle while he laid on the ground. Then he heard a sucking sound and then the sound of twisting medal, like at the mines in Fexilville. "Fuckin' one shot kill! That's the shit! Retards on the first floor, charge! Second and Third, fuckin' cover!" He got up and broke the entire glass window and aimed his gun left to right as he saw about a dozen men charge. He could only hear the gun battle after they passed behind the destroyed vehicle, and soon even that sound had ended. A Trefff flag was raised, the glorious red flew high over recruiting station...
--- Reports to Outside World ---
Rumors -
1. Riots are happening over the food tax, mostly outside in the farming provinces, the taxes go primarily to those in the mountains since they can not maintain their own crops, unless the emergency grain is used, which is just that... for emergency.
2. The government is using a rebellion as an excuse to kill unruly men and women in the farming provinces, and that a total of one thousand men and women are being killed, though no reported rape has accord, nor the death of any children under the age of sixteen.
3. Foreign Communists start a resistance because they are sick of bigotry because of their political views, and it spirals out of control as hundreds of splinter groups are begun in the farming provinces, which unify and become the Trefff, which is unknown what it stands for. The Prime Chancellor was moved to Le'mon for safety reasons.
Governmental Release -
A large riot has accord in Janforth, a large suburb of Liberte, this riot, being close and technically part of Liberte has caused rumors about a 'rebellion' to sprout about, mostly due to farmers with left-leaning tendencies who are angered by the distribution of grain to the more needy in the mountain provinces. The Prime Chancellor is safe and is still inside Liberte, there are no major military movements or policy changes.
(OOC: Basically it's the Fascist government who is trying to supply the entire nation with grain since the mountain farmlands aren't enough due to over-use, and since they are having to take from the farmers, which causes a shortage for them. International Communist radicals have started little "clicks" that pay in food, almost like a second job. It seems like a bunch of little groups trying to make ends meat, but all the "clicks" are apart of the larger international movement to change the government.)