NationStates Jolt Archive

Following an unprovoked massacre in a rural village, the Razbis have officially declared war on the seemingly instigating Tanta people. For many years, the differing beliefs of these two people have caused tension, and now all the animosity has come to a head.

Currently the technologically-advanced Tantas have the upper hand, but their lack in numbers might be their downfall. What is left of the Agency, the current system of government, if it could be called that, continues efforts to ease the tension, however very few people other than Razbi speak their language, and so the negotiators sent have all been either sent away or killed.

If this continues, military enforcement will need to be put in place, and, as such, the Agency has sent out a bulletin out for any possible help.

More as this story progresses

Encrypted Message

To the Leaders of the Tantas Faction,

We wish to know your political views, and ideologies, and what you are fighting for.

Signed,
General Hannibal Smith, (Ret.)
President
The Theocratic Republic of the Beatus

Encrypted Message

To the Leaders of the Razbi Faction,

We wish to know your political views, and ideologies, and what you are fighting for.

Signed,
General Hannibal Smith, (Ret.)
President
The Theocratic Republic of the Beatus

The Razbi Are Unreachable Due To Language Issues


From: Delvare Twinblade
Acting General Of Tanta Clan

The Razbi believe that they are the first people of god, and that they come before all. Many years in the past, their leader ruthlessly killed ours, and raided our village. They brutally raped our women, enslaved or murdered the men and left the children to die. We believe only that they must be wiped out before this can happen again, and that they have a blood debt to us that must be paid. We fight to eradicate their evil from this land.

Encrypted Message

To Delvare Twinblade,

Do your people subscribe to any particular religion? If we support you, will you allow us to set up churches, and spread the word of the Great Bob, and the Path of the Blessed?

Signed,
General Hannibal Smith, (Ret.)
President
The Theocratic Republic of the Beatus

We follow our own path as defined by our great gods. However, in times of such great need, I believe it could be allowed for you to preach. Setting up churches, though, would be unacceptable, as our gods would consider it defiling the holy land. Please reply as soon as possible as the situation is escalating quickly

From: Delvare Twinblade
Acting General of The Tanta Clan

Encrypted Message

To Delvare Twinblade,

At this time, we can pay for weapons from other nations, as we are currently having an issue with a deadly disease ravaging our nation. We can give you $500,000,000 worth of the weapons of your choice. As soon as the situation in our nation is resolved, we can send 1,000 "military advisers" if you get what we mean, to assist your forces. Once the war is resolved, we will send our preachers to spread the word of the Path.

Signed,
General Hannibal Smith, (Ret.)
President
The Theocratic Republic of the Beatus

Thank you greatly. I believe the southern part of our country is experiencing something very similair. We will fight for not only our honor but yours as well.

To: To Delvare Twinblade
From: The Democratic Republic of Chuchunco

Since we have very little information about the sides in conflict, we can't participate in an oper war, nevertheless we can send medical support for civilians mostly, and also for troops if needed.

Dr. Alejandro Zapata, Minister of Health and Welfare
Alvaro Troncoso, President of The Democratic Republic of Chuchunco

the nation of murthag will send any amount of wepons and troops you request

Encypted
From: The Government of Avalic
To: Both Sides of the Conflict
Is it possible for you both to resolve this conflict peacefully through diplomacy? What is the history of this conflict anyways? This "holy war" that will take many innocent lives for their differing beliefs seems a bit unnerving. If it's possible we will send a diplomat that will try to make a way for both sides to keep their beliefs. We are right now not supporting any side yet until we have a clear idea on both sides, and of course the exact reasons to declare war.

-MT: I think this means modern tech, so it's a war that uses modern equipment.
-FT: I think this means future tech, which means that new weapons such as lasers and things deemed impossible currently at today's standards and interplanetary wars can be possible.
-PMT: I think this means Post Modern Tech, which is basically in the middle. The weapons used would be improved versions of modern tech but sub par compared to future tech but
-Open: This means that this is open for anyone to post.
-Semi-Open: I believe this means that you will have to join the role play first and your application must be accepted before you can join the role play.
-Closed: This means the thread is closed off from anyone else to be posted on so it's a private role play.

Official Communication Form

From Tundala Resco, President of Resqwandi


Encrypted Message:

To: Those offering Delvare Twinblade aid

Regarding: Aid

To the countries willing to offer aid to Delvare Twinblade and the Tantas, I beg you to pull out any aid that you have given them.The Razbis are more primitive people, and only a few of them have contact with us, among the others the outside world is only myth. Or, at least it was until the attack. The territory is split between the two clans, and they each hold power in their own lands. The Tantas are considered the terrorist faction in this war, and as such, we would enjoy you making it easier for us to rid of them. Please reply via encrypted telegram, as there is a possibility of interception.

(OOC) It is an island off the coast of Tanzania.

Prime Ministerial Offices, Shanisfax, South-East Kellun
The young aide was a familiar face to Prime Minister Stidolph by now. After almost a year of bringing him news of international developments, the pair had developed a strong working relationship.

"Report of a civil war in a small nation known as Resquandi. Looks like it's getting pretty nasty."

"International responses?" Conan twitched slightly. Another day, another civil war in a far off land between peoples about whom he knew nothing. It was getting to be a part of his morning routine alongside his coffee.

"Some encrypted chatter has been picked up. Our boys are working on it, but it's some pretty high-level encryption and might take a while to crack."

"Any forces moving to stabilse the area?"

"Not yet, it seems quite peaceful internationally.

The Prime Ministers ears perked at this and a pleased smile spread across his face. "Good, take a message, broadcast it to all involved."

<Message Begins. Unencrypted>
To: All involved parties
From: Prime Minister Conan Stidolph
Re: Resquandi Civil War

The Nation of Kellun understands the situation you presently find yourselves in, and that sometimes violence seems to be the only answer. It is not. Presently, a naval task-force is preparing to deploy to your nation in order to provide a peace keeping force, with the intention of fostering a diplomatic solution to this conflict. We will not enter Resquandi Territorial Waters without express permission at this time, however if the situation deteriorates drastically we may be forced to intervene to prevent a genocide.

We await your response
<Message Ends>

Peace Summit Hypothesized?

Today Resqwandian president Tundala Resco called for a peace summit to end the brutal civil war happening in his already-ailing nation. He called Delvare Twinblade, Leader of the Tanta clan, Rezzi Kwamballa, Clan elder of the Razbi, and, finally, any potential delegates from any willing government. This is all an open invitation to discuss peace, possibly in a diplomatic way. The summit is currently scheduled for 3 weeks, pending the responses of each group. He has asked that the any willing participant governments contact him immediately.

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Encrypted Message

From: The Republic of Avalic
To: Both Sides of the Conflict

We will be sending a diplomat from our country, whose name is James Nax who will arrive in your country in a Bell 206. We will send him on his way once you have decided the designated meeting place. We hope that peace can be negotiated peacefully.

"Sir, we are getting some reports of a civil war in some backwater country called Resqwandi."

Dictator Jurgis Hessian looked up from his papers.

"Oh. How bad is it getting?"

"Well sir, they have the possible peace negotiation coming up. Could be a thaw..."

Jurgis raised his hand.

"Enough, General.We should keep an eye on the situation, and if it breaks out again, deliberate sending in Army units as a peacekeeping force."

The General saluted. "Sir, yes sir!"

To the country of Resqwandi:

We would like to attend your conference. We will send Mr. Jokabus Sokolove as our representive with your permission.

Signed
Jurgis Hessian, Dictator of the United Socialist States of Californion, General-In-Chief of the military, Head of the Diplomatic Council, etc.

Tundala Resco sat at his desk, eyeing his quickly-filling ashtray with disdain and worry. His eyes were bloodshot red, and what was left of his hair was mussed and dirty. This damned civil war, along with that damn rain in the farmlands, was tearing his sanity apart piece by piece.

"That settles it. I'm resigning this year." he muttered with grim irony staining his voice.

The door creaked open. Half wishing it to be an assassin, Tundala looked up. Sadly, no, only his young Vice President. It amazed him that even in times like this, the boy managed to look perfectly normal.

"Sir, we have recieved word from the Avalician government. They will be sending a delegate by the name of," He checked his clipboard. " Uhm...James Nax. He will be arriving in a Bell 206"

"Ok. Let him in when he shows up."

The young man handed him the clipboard.

"Here is a telegram we recieved from a nation by the name of Kellun."

Tundala's tired eyes skimmed the slightly worn paper. After a few minutes of reading and rereading, he came to a conclusion.

"Wire them an unencrypted telegram. They have my permission to occupy our waters. I get the feeling we need all the help we can get..."

The helicopter got off from a military base in Avalic, the helicopters was usually used during missions to evacuate people but this was just as important. James Nax entered the helicopter. Since the president thought it would be better if he went alone to show good faith, there were no bodyguards which might have intensified the meeting of 2 factions who weren't thinking about diplomacy before.

The diplomat was sweating a bit due to the fact that he didn't have security staff and he was going to enter a country that was going to be torn apart by a civil war because of religion. Taking out a small towel to wipe off the beads of sweat forming from his neck, he then waved to the government officials around him who were clapping for him and giving him luck for his success. Then the helicopter shot upwards from the airfield with an escort of 2 attack helicopters that would protect the Bell 206 till they were 10 miles from the air space of Resqwandi.

The helicopters left the Avalican air space and were above international waters currently. James Nax was currently praying for success and safety during this diplomatic venture, then the two other helicopters then left as they were now 10 miles from Resqwandi air space.

Official Diplomatic Message from the Aissurian Department of Foreign Affairs.

Encryption Level: Full





To: Tantas Faction

The Monarchy of Aissur would like to inquire about the diffrent views of the Tantas Faction, as we would like to extend the hand of friendship, and aid you. Thank you.





(Message end.)

As a sign of good faith, the President himself was to meet the diplomat 20 miles into the border. He had what felt like a freezing ball of ice sitting limply in his gut. He had a bad feeling about this. But, then again, Tundala had a bad feeling about nearly everything these days. He prayed today would go well.

He heard the dull buzz of the helicopter before he saw it. It was coming from the east, in the direction of Avalic. He flagged them down with a pre-prepared flare. They landed a few metres away, flinging dirt and dust into his eyes. A very sweaty man came out, looking nervous. He invited him to get into the combat jeep and to the summit.

Silently, he prayed to god the whole way back

Back at the capital building, technological expert Tazzu Resda Intercepted a message from somebody. It was a tough nut to crack, but after a few hours, he got it open. He swore silently to himself.

"Goddamn. Why does everyone want to help these bastards?" He muttered, and deleted it. He had no idea the repercussions of his actions

"Your Excellence, sorry to disturb you at 4 AM, but we have some importante information about the Resqwandian Civil War"
"They don't pay me enough for this... Ok, I'll be at the Goverment Palace in 20 minutes"

2 hours later...

"I see... do we have any diplomat available?"
"Uhm... sir... we have 347 trained diplomats waiting your orders, but as you have not opened any embassy... they are working at a fast food chain to survive..."
"Oh!... I completly forgot about them...Ok, call the best one... and send a message"
"I'm taking note, sir"
"And please, bring me a coffe and a Hamburger"
"Double Cheesse?"
"As always"



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The Democratic Republic of Chuchunco

Encripted Message:
To: Resqwandian President, Tundala Resco
From: The Democratic Republic of Chuchunco

In this sad times for the Resqwandian people, we wish to make an effort to avoid war in that beautiful country. For that purpose we have a Diplomat available who was very busy with some national important affairs, Nevertheless we request permission for our diplomat to land at your airports and participate at the pace summit, hoping to end this terrible war
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James Nax heard the helicopter landing and saw a man that he had no idea was but he knew he was someone important. The helicopter landed and he stepped out and greeted the man formally. "I am glad to meet you, as you may have heard, my name is James Nax, a diplomat from the Avalican Ministry of Foreign affairs. He learned that this man was the president of the nation which made him a bit more nervous but he was confident that this man was peaceful and got into the jeep. "You seem nervous, no offense of course," said the foreign diplomat.

Official Communication Form

From Tundala Resco, President of Resqwandi


Thank you for your aid. However, seeing as the peace summit has been rescheduled to tomorrow, I ask that you skip the airports and land directly atop the capital building. One of our top scientists will escort you to the conference room, where the summit will take place

Tundala sat down at the head of the conference room table. He was joined on his left and right by Twinblade and Kwamballa respectively. At the other end of the table was the Avalic diplomat, looking more nervous than ever. Tundala sat impatiently awaiting for the last diplomat, that of the Chuchuncans. Twinblade was scowling viciously at Kwamballa, who didn't seem to notice at all. He hoped to god that metal detector was right.

James Nax was looking around the table. The President of the nation looked distressed, which was normal as the 2 religious factions were about to tear apart the nation with war. He wondered how the other 2 people sitting ever got that much military power but since the national army was either limited or non existent he wasn't surprised. Twinblade looked like he was going to murder Kwamballa on the spot which made him more fearful as paranoia of Twinblade having a weapon or explosive or chemical hidden from view from sight was unnerving. Kwamballa looked like he didn't care and reminded him of snobbish people a bit, which there were many in the capital of Avalic since the government was pro business as long as they don't interfere with the safety of citizens.

The door to the conference room opened, and three generals with more metal and brass on them than a old car on them walked in. A young Lieutenant nervously stood next to a computer. Upon the wall was a projector displaying a map of Resqwandi.

The tallest general spoke first. "Dammit! There better be a good reason for pulling me off the 3rd's exercises again, Konnor."

"You better believe this is a good reason, Piter." The third general replied. "Our citizens' lives are at risk, and it falls to us to rescue them."

Michael Lutien, the other officer, interjected "Piter, the sooner you shut up, the sooner this presentation will be over, the sooner we can do something about it." He glanced at the lieutenant. "Besides, it wasn't Konnor that called this meaning. I did. Lieutenant Itraz, continue with the presentation."

Itraz pressed a button on the console. Shades of red and yellow covered parts of Resqwandi.

"The situation we have here is extremely volatile. A team of Urush scientists, who have been moving around the country curing people and generally helping out the villages, have disappeared. We have lost all contact with them. The last we heard, they were going to administer vaccinations in this area."

The Lieutenant pointed at a point deep in the red-shaded areas. "This is one of the most explosive and unstable areas. They went in there with noble purposes, but they are either captured, dead, or worse."

"You three have been appointed by the Council to do as you see fit, and to get the doctors or what is left of them back."

---

TO: Resqwandi Government
From: Republic of Urushi

We formally request to enter into negotiations regarding the recovery of the Urush citizens, and the cessation of hostilites inside Resqwandi.

Sincerely,

General Michael Lutien

"There's a message for you"
"me?.... oh!, a Diplomat mission..."

A Helicopter landed in the middle of the street, just in front of a Goverment well-known fast food chain, the McGonall's, a men still dressed with his uniform run to the helicopter, wich departed inmediately.

On the helicopter he was briefed about the current situation at Resqwandi, after changing his clothes and eating a little meal, he take a little nap...

Meanwhile, the Helicopter was approaching to the Resqwani's Capital city

"Sir, we're landing sir"
"Ok... I'll Jump"

He jumped from the Helicopter... fortunately it was only 1 meter above the building's roof... A surprised scienties was there looking at him

"My name is Francisco Ramirez, am the Diplomat sent by the Chuchuncans"
"did you just jump from that Helicopter?"
"Oh!, sorry, am very enthusiastic about this mission... could you tell me where will the metting be?"
"Sure, follow me"

"Ok well apparently the new diplomat isn't coming. So, shall we begin?"

Tundala was trying to sound as calm as possible.

"Twinblade, why don't you start, since you seem the most eager to explain your case."

"Gladly." Twinblade said in a surprisingly girlish voice. The president stifled a laugh. "This traitor is responsible for the death of many of our people! His anscestors raided our village and killed or enslaved all our people. He owes us blood, and he will not give it, so we must take it!"

Rezzi, for the first time today, seemed somewhat put off.

He said in a deep voice with a grating accent, "So, you believe me to have killed your ancestors, do you? Well, our clan elders tell a different story. Your people had been dishonorably killing our young children for food. And you call us barbarians? As far as I'm concerned, anybody who feeds on the flesh of newborns is as bad as a demon itself.

Feeling sick, Tundala interjected, "Remember, here we're trying to achieve peace, not to point fingers. So, what do you each need to end this terrible war?

Rezzi turned to Twinblade, then to Tundala, then to James Nax.

"I say we ask the opinion of the outsider. He must provide a truly honest view, as he is involved only as much as he wishes to be."

All eyes in the room turned to the pale face of Nax.

Shanisfax, Kellun
Shanisfax promenade was bustling with people, from the young to the old, men, women and children, all watching as the ships bound for Resqwandi steamed out of port and towards the horizon. It wasn't an unusual sight. Kelluni warships often performed exercises, and Shanisfax held one of the largest harbours in the part of the country.

What made this different, what had drawn the crowds, was the fact this wasn't an exercise. This was an actual, operational deployment. And for some reason the possibility of war, no matter how remote, seemed to bring out the patriot in everyone.

Three helicopters passed overhead, moving towards the flotilla. Lynx's, part of the fleets anti-submarine force. Their use was not expected this time, but it was better to have and not need...

"All vessels, engines ahead, make your speed eighteen knots."

Francisco Ramirez run downstairs... the last thing he heard from the scientist was "Hey!, the elevator is here"

He finally reached the conference room... He quitely opened the door and searched for a chair...

There were someone speaking, so he just sat at the fist available chair...

James Nax breathed in and out and then stood up. "I have very limited information on this conflict, though age old conflicts should never be continued. Your ancestors may or may have not done terrible things but you can not blame the new generations for their ancestor's crimes, besides, accounts on these accusations which may or may not be true are probably biased as, loyalty is one's side comes first, everything else comes before. You do not however, want to engage in a war that will kill innocent lives that would not have supported the actions of their ancestors, as when war starts, blood shall shed of not just the military. Lives and countries are torn in civil wars, certainly both of you do not want this to happen."

Twinblade stood up.

"The outsider speaks wise words. I believe we would make a better team than enemies. Perhaps even enough so to run this godforsaken country. Now, only one more piece of business before we leave."

Tundala watched in horror as, almost in slow motion, Twinblade and Kwamballa simultaenously pulled out their guns and turned their aim to him.

A single gunshot rang out, louder than any in the history of the world before it. This marked the beginning of one of the largest genocides in history.

James Nax almost said something out loud that might have gotten himself killed. He was thinking in his mind frantically. "Good heavens? What are these mad men doing! That poor soul. But more importantly what was about to become of him, what would he say back to his leaders if he did survive? He did not however make any movements. Oh dear God, I am going to die because of these mad men, I knew that it was a bad idea to not bring body guards but I couldn't find the strength in me to disagree with my leader since my leader has always been wise. I never even said goodbye to my wife and my son since this was so urgent." He then blinked and thought "I love you my sweet wife, and my son destined for greatness, this may be the end." He then just stared at the scene in front of him.

Francisco Ramirez was taking notes of Nax's words, when Twinblade and Kwamballa stood up and shoot against Tundala... He rapidly hided behind the table

"OMFG!... I wish I'd stayed at home making hamburgers instead of beign here!... think... what I should do now... my cellphone!..."

As he was too afraid to even speak, he decided to write a text message...

tundala aparently dead. Twinblade and Kwamballa shoot. request inmidate extraction

Under the table he could see Tundala's body, too much blood to know where the bullet hit...

To: Remaining Government Of Resqwandi

There have been several conflicts with the Razbi and our Border Patrols, also the Souteneese terrorist faction named "the Children of Dom" have had a large border clash with the Razbi. None of incidents have been without casualties; I demand that you get control of your country. To ease tension, I will open Soutona's northern Border to refugees. Unfortunatly the CoD (Children of Dom) have began an ethnic cleansing of anybody who has Razbi ancestry, so I can not completely ensure the safety of your citizens. But if the Razbi clan still continues to attempt to enter our land , we will have to send peace keepers into your country to secure our border. We would like not to do this because the CoD can be a real problem when the military is involved in their territory. So I beg of you please take control of your borderlands, if nothing else.

From: Florien Silva
Prime Minister of Soutona
The Governmental offices at Populona

Democratic Republic of Chuchunco Government Palace:

"Do you have any news about Resqwandi?"
"No, president, we don't know anything yet..."
"I have a bad feeling about this... yes... baaaaad feeling... did my double cheese hamburger arrived?"

Tag for interest

Camp Hajal

Gatla Falajimal Parik prayed at his alter to Dom, wispering scripture. Bowing In constant sucsession, then two sadras (Fighters, singular sadra) came in with a Razbi commander and grunted "Father Parik! we have the Razbi swine who ordered the attack on the Kujik Cididel!" Galta slowly getting up and rubbing an ointment on his face walked up to the man who had a severe wound on the left side of his face and said slowly and calmly "What is your name?" Looking up at Galta the man maneged to spurt out with a studder "Hedran"
"Hedran" Galta said "that is a beautiful name, now did you know the name of the monks at Kujik?"
"No" said Hedran with obvious fear in his voice
"I knew them all, in fact I was named after the one the taught my father in the ways of Dom. His name was Galta Shimir Bequar, my father loved him. But you ended that love by killing all of monks at Kujik, the cididel of peace!" anger filled Galta's voice "Please! dont I have children they love me as much as your father loved that monk!" pleaded Hedran. Galta Laughed "You are pathetic!" continuing to laugh, then suddenly he stoped and barked "Stand this woman up!" the two sadras lifted him to his feet. Galta grabbed his chin and angled it to the alter at which he was praying at earlyer "Do you see that? Hmm, Do you see that? Answer me swine!" said Galta through gritted teeth. Hedran cryed out "No!"
"That is the beauty of Dom, you cant see him but he is always watching... judgeing and he loves all" Hedras began to strugle and skwirm knocking Galta back, then one of the sadras butted him with his gun on the wound on his face bringing his two his knees. the other one tried to pick him up again but Galta held his hand out and he stopped. "Hedran, it is ok you are about to see Dom"
"PLEASE, I want to live!"
"Dont we all" said Galta as he went to his alter and took out a dagger. Putting his hand on the butt of the dagger he said "Let Dom's will be heard" and trusted it into his throat. Hedran started to gasp for air, but stopped soon after. Galta grabbed his head and slowly set it on a pillow, after about a minute Hedran was dead. Galta snapped his fingers and two boys of about 13 came into the room Galta being a tall man had to kneel down to be at eye level with them, then he said "This mans name was Hedran, remember that" the two boys nodded. "Now take him out side and bury him, remember to close his eyes" then he patted them on them head and went to a pot water to clean the dagger, as the boys carried the body out of the tent.

"HOLY SH-"

The noise of Lutien's curse was covered by the gunshot. His hand shot to his holster, but thought better of it.

"It appears that I have come at a bad time...

Maybe I should come back later? I would like to investigate the disappearance of some Urush doctors in this region. It means a lot to my government. We have a team ready to deploy and commence operations. I only want your permission."

Michael Lutien quietly awatied the response from the new leaders of Resqwandi.

James Nax recovered from the shock and secretly took out a text messenger, used by the Avalic Intelligence Agency. He pressed several letters on his text messenger and the message read:

"peace talk gone bad. pres tundala shot and dead by twinblad n kwamballa, formed alliance to take over nation. tell family i love them, i may die today. mobilize air and navy."

Then he pressed a button after he sent the message and the make up of the text messenger was fried, causing it impossible to use again.

Back in The Republic of Avalic...
A message was sent to Minister of Foreign Affairs, Daniel Velis on a text messenger from the AIA. "Oh dear lord, we need to rescue that man, I shouldn't have backed up the decision against body guards," said Daniel.

In The Office of David Avalice...
"Oh no, I've been a fool. How could I send a diplomat with 2 leaders of extreme religious groups without at least a weapon, not even pepper spray, now if he dies it would be partially my fault. Well we are not going to lose him, we will do this for him and his family. Though we can not be rash or he will be killed. Ready the navy near international waters and have the air force ready to attack these 2 forces if they do not release our diplomat. Do not send a message though, it'll make them paranoid."

With that the meeting ended.

(OOC) getting off for the night. feel free to let the story go yourselves. But keep it in reason :)

He was eating his Double Cheese Hambruger when the telephone rang, he was about to answer, when he saw that the incoming call was from line 1..."This is no god", thought the President... it was a direct line used only for extremly emergencies situations... it means that it has never been used before...

"Sir, we may have a situation"
"What are you talking about?"
"Our diplomat at the peace summit... he sent us a text message from his personal cellphone... he says that Twinblade and Kwamballa killed President Tundala... but, we can't really confirm that, we don't know if it was our diplomat or someone elso who sent this message, but he was asking for inmediate extraction"
"When, what are you waiting for, then... send the helicopter to the building, tell the pilot to confirm the information and extract our envoy ASAP if necessary"
"We already have done that..."
"Good, Good.... oh!, mobilize the 1st fleet, get everyone ready for battle... I hope it will not be necessary... but let's take all the pecautions possible"
"yes sir!"

After this short conversation with the Minister of Interior, the President looke at his half-eated hamburger... "They just don't pay me enough for this..."

Minister's Office

Florien sat at his desk, feet up on top of it. Then all of a sudden, Gen. Francis Lenghry bursted into the room. Florien let out a "WAHH!" and fell back in his chair. then quickly got up and straitend his suit. he barked "What the hell Francis, do you need to be so goddamn dramatic"

"Sorry sir but we have a situation"

"What is it?" Francis fumbled the paper infront of him and said

"We just intercepted a message, well a text message, from the cell phone of the Avilac diplomat James Nax and it... it..."

"Out with it boy"

"It says quote, peace talk gone bad. pres tundala shot and dead by twinblad n kwamballa, formed alliance to take over nation. tell family i love them, i may die today. mobilize air and navy. now most of this is unconfermed but Avilac is scrambleing its fighters and it's ports are lighting up" Florien picked his chair up and slouched in it. he rubbed the back of his neck and then said

"Match Avilac's response, see if we can get a connection with Avilac's government, and send this to the CoD"

"Sir?"

"This is close to them they have a right to know, also cut out the part with the family and fix the acronyms"

"Alright, and sir"

"Hmm"

"Everything is going to be alright"

The two lunatics had left the room. It was just Lutien, Nax, and the dead body of President Tundala.

"Nax. NAX!" Lutien whispered quietly, "We may not get out of this alive, but we sure as hell stand a better chance of doing so together. I had a bulletproof jeep ready and waiting in case this thing went wrong. Looks like it was a good idea. Here, you should also take this."

He slid a small pistol across the floor to him.

"I usually carry an extra around with me. We should check him." Lutien made a gesture to the body of the former president. "People like him usually pack a gun, or at least a taser."

"So are you with me or not?"

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At the Urush planning center, Piter nervously paced. "What in the name of God is going on over there? The meeting should have concluded an hour ago."

"Relax, Piter." Konnor replied. "They're probably going for some biscuits before they start. It's not out of the ordinary, its not strange, its just a run of the mill diplomatic meeting."

"Yeah." Piter said. "Yeah, that's what worries me. Mobilize the 5th. Prepare them for a surgical insertion and rescue mission. Tell them to stand by. Also, Lieutenant Noxus, Increase readiness to Threat Level Midnight."

*Ring*

Dictator Jurgis Hessian rolled over, putting the pillow over his head. Why did the situation phone always ring at night?

*Ring*

"All right, all right, keep your pants on," he said, sitting up in bed a grabbing the telephone.

"Hessian, and this better be good. It's 2 a.m. here man!"

"Sir." It was General Otrinski again. "You know that situation in Resqwandi... just turn on the news."

Hessian turned on the T.V. with the remote. U.S.S.C.'s state news network flashed on.

"...unconfirmed reports of the assassination of Resqwandi president Tundala by the two faction leaders Twinblade and Kwamballa at a peace meeting at 5 p.m. today. The country is turning quickly into anarchy, and we still don't know how Hessian will respond..."

Jurgis turned off the Television.

"Alright, mobilize the 1st and 2nd divisions, and get the Air Force on the line. We need to discuss our options. Situation room, 45 minutes."

"Yes Sir!"

Otrinski hung up.

Marija Hessian rolled over. "Whats going on," she said, supressing a yawn.

Jurgis stood up, and got out his suit. "A crises; again."

"We are getting a signal from a nation called Soutona," said one of the agents in the communication department of the Avalic Intelligence Agency. Secretary of War, Tobias Wall then replied, "Patch them in, this may be important. Call the President, Minister of Foreign Affairs, the Fleet Admiral of the Navy, and the General of the Air Force here, no need to get the General of the Army... yet."

Back In the Capital Building...
James Nax took up the gun and said "Yes, I'm in." He then proceeded to check the president's body then during the search he said "If the jeep can get us about 20 miles there should be a helicopter there from my government. The pilot assuming he wasn't killed, should be able to rescue us, assuming we don't get hit be an anti air missile."

"Sir, permission to enter, sir"
"Come in, Mayor"
"Sir, we have an urgent message from the Defense Minister, secure line"
"Thank you Mayor, dissmissed"
"yes, sir"

The Admiral Karl Flach wasn't expecting this...

"Minister Fuenzalida, it's a pleasure to hear you again"
"Let's leave the irony apart this time Admiral, we have a situation, Presidential orders, mobilize the 1st fleet"
"WHAT?... but, what's going on here!!"
"Just do it!"
"Look, am not taking orders from..."
"You must take orders from the President!, you know that, right?... there'll be a meeting at the National Defense building... but you have to have the 1st fleet ready for battle"

The Admiral hanged the phone, to raise it again...

"Colonel, mobilize the 1st fleet, all frigates, helicopters, submarines and missle boats"
"Yes sir!... Sir.. what about the marines"
"get them ready for battle, alert level 2"
"Yes Sir!"

What the hell is going on here...

at the capital building
The helicopter was arriving at the Capital building roof... but nobody was there.... "that's strage..." said the pilot... "I can't get off... or someone could stel the helicopter.... Damn it!... Thare's nothing I can do besides wait...

Meanwhile, Francisco Ramirez once he heard the Heliopter sound smiled for the first time, then he runs upstairs... "I'm gonna do it... I'm saved, I'm Saved"

Dictator Jurgis examined his advisors. He handpicked them himself. The youngest was around 21; the oldest around 73. He cleared his throught and began to speak.

"Alright gentlemen, what are our options?"

The 21 year old Secretary of International Affairs shuffled his papers.

"Well sir, there are three options (Why are there always three?Jurgis thought). First, invade Resqwandi unassissted to restore order. Two, don't send troops or aid or anything else. Three, call an international conference to send a coalition force to Resqwandi."

Jurgis nodded after option three. "We will do that."

Official Announcement

To all nations involved in the Resqwandi conflict

If we want to help the Resqwandians, we must send aid in the form of troops to restore democracy and order. If you want to help the Resqwandians, pledge your troops. We will hold a meeting in my capital of Jyadvga.

Signed, Dictator Jurgis Hessian

Camp Hajal

Galta was sitting with his Father, Yilik, talking about the defence Ludimir, the most populated city controled by the CoD, then a Sadra carried a peice of paper that had writing on it.
"Father Yilik, Father Yilik! we just recieved a message from the open line with Populona." He gave it to Yilik, and he gave the paper a quick glance and shook his head.
"I dont speak Souteneese, I cant read this" he gave the paper to Galta
"It says" clears his throat "The Resqwandian President has been killed, they Note this to be unconfirmed, the Tanta and Razbi have declared an alliance and now are taking over the country, most local countries are mobilizing their military. We suggest a siecefire between each other so we can use our collective might to defend the border." The room fell scilent then the Sadra asked
"How do we respond Father?" Yilik responded
"We may hate the Souteneese, but The teachings of Dom say that an enemy that tolerates you is an ally compared to an enemy who wishes to destroy you, we will accept the seicefire"

Minister's Office

Florien Held the DC (Diplomatic Communications) phone in his hand. he was on hold with Avilac's government, then he finaly got through. after inductitory banter Florien said
"I know that you have a diplomat, named James Nax in the middle of a life and death situation, we have a FAS (fast attack squad) ready just give me the ok and we will get your guy"

James Nax followed the Chuchunco diplomat, he had a bad feeling about this as the helicopter chopper's noise might have alerted the 2 mad men so he was running as fast as he could. The pilot was armed with a small semi automatic pistol and was looking around suspiciously as, soldier training made him more paranoid.

At the AIA Headquarters
"If this is about the current incident we are facing, speak now or be disconnected. If this is not about the incident, you will have to wait till we clear the situation." said the agent. The AIA Director walked in to supervise what might be an important call as he just heard about a call from a foreign country which was unusual.

Minister's Office

"Listen You Pompus ass!" Florien snapped "My northern border is about to Explode in conflict, so get me to sombody of importantance, or so help me god" he heard the Phone fumble and an older voice answerd.

At the Conference Room, National Defense Building, Republic of Chuchunco

The president started:

"We have recently recieved an Official Announcement from the Californion Government... they propose to pledge troops and hold a meeting at Jyadvga, their capital city... they want to restore Democracy... at least they say so..."

"We are prepared for war!" Says Army Chief Commander, General Carrera
"But there's no need to go to war!... for what?... we have just lost one diplomatic... the life of a civillian is not worth enough to risk our lives" Undoubtly it was Admiral Flach... his controversials point of views, and his remarkable hate for everything that is not part or an Armed Force are well-known at the country
"I think, we must send a diplomatic envoy to Jyadvga and see what happens" said the president...

After much consideration they sent a message to Californion:

encrypted message
The Honorable Security Council of the Democratic Republic of Chuchunco accepts your offer to a metting at your capital city, just tell us the day, and we'll be there ASAP

Meanwhile, at the Resqwandian Building roof:

"Who are you!, answer" Said the pilot aiming towars the unknwon guy
"Easy, easy, he was at the meeting too, he is James Nax, a diplomat from Avalic"
"Avalic, uh?... I have a friend there, Richard Noxford... do you know him?
James Nax looked at him a little amazed: "no, I don't know him..."
"Ok, let's go, get on everyone, we're heading for the nearest Chuchunco land... that will be the CH.S Frigate Latorre"

And then, the Helicopter departed

"Hello, I am the Director of the Avalic Intelligence Agency. What is the situation in your country, which I'm guessing has to do with Resqwand?," said the Director of the AIA. The Presidents and the military officials just arrived with the Minister of Foreign Affairs beside them.

At The Helicopter
James Nax was going to make a phone call with a regular cell phone to tell the Avalic helicopter a few miles away to leave the country immediately before hostilities start. He then closed the phone and said, "That was an interesting meeting..."

Minister's Office

Thomas Klines handed a piece of paper to Florien, Florien nodded and said into the phone and Thomas left the room
"Well My border forces have tripled, and the attacks have increased, I just got two messages one from a terrorist group from my counrty, stateing that they are going to focus their entire fighting force on the Resqwandi forces, and one form Californion stateing somthing about a international meeting at their capital, I just told my Secretary of Forign afairs to acknowlege both of which. So in a quick summary my border is practily secure but is not equiped enough to deal with an invasion. so we need to stall until I get my 1st, 5th, 8th, 9th, and 11th Peace Keeper Legions up there to prepare for an invasion whats your situation?"

Mean While

Thomas sat at his computer and sent the aknowlegement, then he ran to the heli pad on top of the building and bourded a helicopter to Jyadvga

at the Helicopter
"We have authorization to land at the CH.S Frigate Latorre, there we can refuel and then continue the travel to land" shouted the pilot over the helicopter voice
"Why we are not using the earphones?" asked Dipplomat Ramirez
"No, they are broken... this was supposedely the last flight of this old helicopter"

That weren't relaxing words...

At the National Defense Building, 5 floors underground

"Well, we can quickly mobilize the 1st and 2nd Army Division, but we need help from the navy" said General Carrera
"We must use our transport to mobilize our Marines Corps"
"I knew we shuld've bought more transports... I need a hamburger... well, we must tell the Avalics that their diplomat is safe... secretary, send a message

Encripted Message:
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The Democratic Republic of Chuchunco



To: Avalic Government


Is our gratest pleasure to inform that your Diplomat present at the "peace summit" was rescued alive from the Resqwandian Building, and now is heading towards a Chuchuncan Frigate at International Waters. Any request you may have please, dont hestiate to ask

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CH.S Frigate Latorre
"In about fifteen minutes two civilians will arrive in an army's helicopter, one is an important Diplomat from Avalic, the other is ours, refuel the helicopter and give them whatever they need, this is a direct order. Signed Admilar Flach"

The Telegraph was at the Captain's desk...

"Currently, we have a pilot and diplomat who have not returned yet from their diplomatic mission, the unnerving news is that the former president of that island nation was killed during the peace conference. Both sides formed an alliance and we fear the worst, and the worst of it all is that we feel partially responsible for this as they took the words of our diplomat into extremist ideas. So currently we are planning an invasion, but if our diplomat and pilot returns safely we will withdraw our forces unless they do a violent act."

At The Helicopter
"Last flight? Oh no that's not good. Then again it would be worse if their militaries found out about this and fired missiles at us but we hopefully will be quick enough to evade them."

At St. Flint's Naval Base
"We may be invading another nation today, so we must make a plan of a blockade around the island nation. With some of our new equipment we might be able to succeed in a blockade though of course we will have to let the air force do it's thing before we commence a blockade." said Admiral Cantou, who was currently taking over the operation when the Fleet Admiral left.

A Few Minutes After
"Mr. President we are getting a message, our diplomat is alive and the helicopter pilot we sent made it back to one of our over seas naval forts."said an agent. David Avalice was glad but then he realized he had to stop the operations currently.

Minister's Office

Florien gave a sigh of relieve
"Thats good we thought James was dead, but are you sure you want to wait for them to attack? because our sattillite photos have shown that they have a massive military, but as of right now is completely disorganised, if we attack now they may scatter. But if you wont attck niether will I" Florien smacked his head and said
"I am sorry I didnt introduce myself I am Prime Minister Florien Silva, Would you mind If I ask your name"

Deep Undergound Soutona's Government Building

Francis walked into the war room and sat down with the other Generals. out of all of them he was the only one to work his up from a lowly Private. he cleared his throat and said
"Well gentlemen, we have a problem. We have to protect 239 miles until he get any sign of reinforcements from the south" then a general named Herald Donner suggested
"Why dont we dig in? you know trenches. we'll hold the beach until reinforcements arive. not the most origonal idea, but it has worked before." another general named Luise Longfellow then said
"It might work but it one area of the line breaks we will loose the border." Francis then asked
"anything else?" everyone in the room gave a dismissive srug
"then we are going with Herald's Idea, dismissed!"

At the CH.S Frigate Latorre

"Welcome to Chuchunco territory mister..."
"Nax, James Nax"
"Be Welcome mister Nax, my name is Carlos Cordero, Captain and Commander of the CH.S Frigate Latorre... isn't she beautiful?"
"yes...sure" Nax didn't found anything beautiful in a grey, large, fully armed boat...
"We can't do anything else for you than to refuel the Helicopter.. please don't touch anything, but feel at home"
"Oh!, Thanks... James Nax only wanted to put a foot on Avalic ground as soon as possible

(OOC) Getting off see ya

Gnight.

Michael Lutien stepped off the chopper. The ship gently rolled under the waves. It had been a bumpy ride, but they were okay. Lutien pulled a suitcase that he had retrieved from the jeep out from the Helicopter. Inside was a laptop computer. He sent the following message to the Central Urush Intelligence Headquarters (CUIHQ). It had a double encryption, and was sent on the Urush Intelligence Network (UIN). This message was almost impossible to break, unless you were an Urush techie whose job was to work with it.

---

To: General Piter Iulus, General Konnor Roberts

From: General Michael Lutien

Friends, the situation in Resqwandi has escalated. It is not safe for diplomats, citizens, or travelers to remain in the country. I want you to warn the President and tell him to pull all Urush citizens from the country, to increase readiness levels of the Army, and to have a meeting with us as soon as possible. I will explain the situation in greater detail then. I am now on the Chuchunco ship Latorre. I am well, I am safe. We should thank our new friends who got me out of a tight spot.

Sincerely

Michael Lutien

---

Michael walked over to Nax, who was standing by the railing.

"Well, we made it. I wasn't sure about it for a few minutes, but we made it. You can keep that pistol. If you ever want something from my country, you can find me here:http://www.nationstates.net/27126/page=display_nation/nation=urushi."

Michael held out his hand to the Avalic Ambassador.

---

When General Piter Iulus saw the message, his eyes widened. "Shit" He breathed.

"Get a council meeting set up straight away. I want the President, Minister of Defense, High Commander of the Army, and Commander of Special Forces there."

"Right away sir." Said the young Lieutenant.

The meeting is schedualed for Two o'clock p.m. today at the Diplomatic Council building.

The Klaxon horns blared. Men from the 1st and 2nd divisions were running, carrying rifles and equipment, all heading for the assembly area. They met together in squads to hear the breafing from their lieutenant.

"Alright, by now you've probably heard about the Resqwandi conflict. (nods) Well, pending international agreement, were going to be shipped across the pond to rescue that country from its tyrannical leaders and restore democracy. Now, Resqwandi is a backwater nation that believes in tribalsm, but the two major tribes joined together to overthrow the government. So far, they have terrorized a border nation called Soutona, though they may attempt to expand their efforts. We don't know much about them; they kept to themselves before this incident, but we have the boys at Sveldillas working on that right now. At any rate, stand by for further instructions."

1435 King Alexsandr Avenue, Sveldillas U.S.S.C., Headquaters of Military Intelligence

"Ma'am!"

Colonel-General Elzbieta turned on her heels. Captain-Colonel Stanislovis was standing at attention, with a breif in his hand.

"Yes, Captain-Colonel, what is it?"

"We found out as much as we could about the Resqwandians. They are a superstitious, religous lot, that seem to follow the leader. Most of their history has been defined by tribal violence. Most people are more loyal to the tribe than to the central government. 2/3 of the nation is savanah, with the capital being the most populous city. They seem to think theres a beast of some kind in their nation terrorizing serfs."

Colonel-General Elzbieta smiled. These people sounded easy.

"Military orginization, Captain-Colonel?"

"Small, Ma'am. Tribal militia, and some elite force called the Cheifs Own. Mostly armed with cheap imports. They have an almost non-existant armor force, and no air force to speak of. But, they have a drug called... ummm... I'll slaughter this but... Bayantislone (he pronounced it Baa- yawn- teas-slow), that makes them go beserk. That could be a problem..."

Elzbieta waved him away. "Thank you Captain-Colonel. Fax that to Otrinski, will you?"

Stanislovis saluted. "Yes, Ma'am."

50 Miles off the coast of Resqwandi
The Kelluni warships pressed forwards, nearing the coastline. The situation had gone from bad to worse since the ships had left harbour in Kellun. All hopes of peace were dashed shortly after they had set sail with the assassination of Tundala. From that point, the men and women aboard the ships began preparing for conflict rather than peace keeping.

Aboard KNS Deliverance, preparations were being made for the first wave of landings. Tanks and were being readied, as were LCU's and LCVP's. Troops checked their kit and ran through their briefings mentally. The objective was simple: Gain a solid foot-hold. Nothing more, nothing less.


(OOC: Resqwandi, do you have a map at all? I'd like to know what I'm up against terrain-wise. I don't mind not being 100% sure on everything, but a rough idea would be good.)

National Defense building

The meeting was extendig far beyond everybody's wishes... the secretary is entering with several coffes... all were looking tired, Liutenant-Colonel Gerardo Esparza was, in fact, sleeping...

"Well, let's check again... Our Diplomat, Michael Lutien from Urushi and James Nax from Avalic are in the CH.S Frigate Class Latorre... our prioity now is to extract them to safe land..." The president had said the same thing several times this night..

"Yes, Mr President... but with all due respect... we need to do something about the situation in Resqwandi, we were called to a peace summit, and we must ensure peace", 1st Army Division, General Carrera, as idealistic as always...

The tensions have raised, but nobody is really arguing... they are too tired to do it...

"We are not the only forces moving to the conflict Zone... our entire 1st fleet is heading there... but we have no information about the Resqwandians tribes..."

"Our bests spies were searching over the net and found interesting information about them in a site calle wikipadia, or something like that.... they are very loyal to they liders... without them they are lost" said the National Intelligence Agency (NIA), Klaus Von Klaveren

The admiral hasn't speak for a long while... but suddendly he stood up...
"Our Marine Special Operations Unit is ready for any task, they can be like ghosts, nobody would ever know that they were there... We can prepare a Surgical Strike against the two liders... without them, this revolution will be undoubtely finished, and we can restore peace in Resqwandi.. say... tomorrow..."

a few minutes later At the CH.S Prat, Type 22 Frigate

"Sir, we are reciving a transmision..."

Prepare Marine Special Operation Unit, there will be just 12 of them, M4 Carabine and Barret Sniper Rifle. Mission:Kill the two rebels at all cost, Alpha Code, repeat Alpha Code

"Alpha Code..." that means kill eveything in your path... this is really a disturbing situation...

Nobody niticed that the message wasn't encrypted...

CNN, Chuchunco National News, live broadcast

Several Chuchuncan Frigates and even Submarines have recently departed from Puerto Esperanza, about this we have Sarah Wellington in the place
"Thank you Rachel, indeed, we have seen all Frigates present at this port departing, we asked to Fleet Admiral, Carlos Condell about this, and he said that were Joint manouvers that were scheduled from a half year ago... but the sailors jumping to the frigates in Pijamas makes us think this situation wasn't at schedule

(OOC: Gonna give this a little nudge as it's too promising to die!)

OOC:Finally!, someone posting, :D... I'll be back in 3 hours, hope something happens...

OOC: I'll continue. I'm Avalic by the way on a puppet account.

James Nax shook the man's hand quickly as he felt that there was too much excitement today. "I'll visit someday, it sounds like a nice place," said the ambassador while sweating a bit. Of course he didn't really have plans to visiting foreign countries after the last bit of "excitement" he had. "Was it my fault that this happened because of m speech?" whispered the diplomat to himself.

Back At Avalic...
The naval operation was canceled and all ships were being sent back to their bases and ports. Planes on run ways were taken back to their hangars quickly before the bombing operation of Resqwandi begun. It was peaceful now, hopefully it would stay that way.

However, the media was all over this story already as sun rose again. It was the top story in all the news papers and it was being talked about by political analyzers all over the country about whether Avalic should send forces to Resqwandi to stop the coup.

At The Ministry of Foreign Affairs Headquarters
"We dodged a narrow bullet there, at least James is safe," said Daniel Velis to his secretary. "Of course, sir," said the secretary who was busy typing up a report on the previous situation not really listening to what he was saying. "Yes and to think that because of the decision not to give him any arms or at least 1 bodyguard he could've died," as the Minister of Foreign Affairs droned on. "Right as always, sir," continued the secretary. "You know I don't think your listening to me Marie," said the minister. "Of course sir," said the secretary not actually listening to the sentence. Daniel Velis sighed and said "Oh well, but besides that I think we should send some peace keepers near the border of Resqwandi, make a note to meet with the Secretary of War and schedule a meeting with him preferably in the afternoon." That however, was the only thing she actually listened to.

OOC: I vouch for that account.

Dendali Dauson stood up to wipe the beads of sweat off his dark forehead. The day was almost over, and he was very happy that harvest was almost finished. This winter, his family would eat like kings. All his hard work his whole life had paid off. He was now one of the most successful farmers in all of Resqwandi.

Dendali carried his hoe to the shed and propped it up against the wall. His family lay asleep in their relatively humble house. He was eager to join them, as he was exhausted, both physically and mentally.

As he rounded the corner of the fields and headed in the direction of his home, he saw them coming. A wall of people almost 200 feet long. They carried torches and swords and guns. He willed his legs to run to his front door. He swung it open and screamed,

"Everyone wake up! It's a raid! Hide in the basement!"

His eyes were incapable of blinking and he was running on pure adrenaline. He ran back around to the shed to get his shotgun out. His hand gripped the old wooden stock and he sprinted to defend all he had. The raiders were setting fire to the buildings, and he wasn't about to let all he worked for be burned in one night. He sat at a window and lined up his shotgun, in case anyone came near.

That night, he was forced to kill 10 men to save his family. When he went in the basement, they were dead. That day Dendali Dauson, simple farmer, took his own life because of this damned war.

CH.S Prat, Frigate Class 0115, 30 miles from Resqwandi

"Gentlemen, this must be a succesfull mission..."
Fleet Admiral Carlos Condell wasn't very good at speeches, but this, ceirtanly was an important mission, the whole National Security Council gave this order... at the projector, two photographs, and two names...Delvare Twinblade and Kwamballa... The 12 man sitting in front of the Fleet Admiral looked a little nervous...
"You must kill these two rebels at all cost... Our National Security Council has said, that if there's a direct invasion to Resqwandi territory, many civils will die... it's unavoidable... There are several friendly countries trying to bring peace to the region, and they are moving their troops... if we can do something to stop these revolution before a single soldier steps over
Resqwandi, we'll fulfill our mission... Remember... you are the elite from the elite, it's in your hands to bring peace and not war to Resqwandi... but as you know... this is a covert operation, if you die out there there will be no tomb for you, there will be no ceremonies, there will be no parades in your honor... so do it, as clean as possible, and come back alive... Dismissed!"

Mayor Clint Farrell was really nervous... he looked at himself at the mirror... "this may be the last time that I see my face"... and started painting it with the black paint...

National Defense Building, Chinchilla City, 0130

"They are departing as we speak... no names, no grades, no flags, emblems, just a standard uniform..." The Admiral sounded a little proud of this...

"WE ARE SENDING OUR MEN TO DIE THERE!!!!... for what?... for Democracy?... where?... a country far away that we have no relation with?... our people will die for this?" Lieutenant-Colonel Gerardo Esparza was a little too excited

"You are out of line, Lieutenant!, Behave yourself as a man of your position"

"That's precisely what am doing, Admiral... am worried about our men"

"Your services are no longer necessary at this conference room, you are dismissed, Lieutenant"

"You will be the responsable for their deaths... ... ... ... ... SIR!"

Encrypted Message

To the Leaders of the Tantas Faction,

We wish to know your political views, and ideologies, and what you are fighting for.

Signed,
General Hannibal Smith, (Ret.)
President
The Theocratic Republic of the Beatus

Encrypted Message

To the Leaders of the Razbi Faction,

We wish to know your political views, and ideologies, and what you are fighting for.

Signed,
General Hannibal Smith, (Ret.)
President
The Theocratic Republic of the Beatus

OOC: We should ICly send in an FMA peacekeeping force.

OOC: Are either of the sides fighting Muslim?

OOC: The Resquandi Coup Forces have their own made up religions I believe. I think Resquandi said the country was an island next to Tanzania, real or made up.

At the Office of Tobias Wall...
"Tobias, if we do not send any armed forces there, many civilians will die for being different. The African population in our country is pressuring us to send even the low amount of 5,000 peace keepers. I need your support to help us make the Senate motion the position for deployment of troops, the president I know without a doubt would support this," said Daniel Velis.

"It's not the troops I'm worried about, but the consequences of our actions could cause them to be paranoid and start taking our all their resources and killing everyone that could fight against them, which by that I mean everyone not in their "group", the nation is already unstable enough with those 2 religious freaks already controlling parts of the nation the government should of," said Tobias Wall.

"Are you saying that because of the weak government, the civilians must pay for this with their lives? Besides the reasons of possible genocide, once those 2 factions take over, that rogue state will become more unstable oppressing any living population of the country, and maybe they will start annexing other nations, which would make them a threat to that region in the world. At least send some helicopters to rescue the civilians closest to us," said Daniel Velis who remained strong to his opinion.

"Evacuation? That might not be such a bad idea. We could evacuate the people first and then take down those military leaders. I already have a military strategy thought up. Since evacuation doesn't need authorization from the Senate, we can start operations today. I'll go tell the President."

At the Office of the Avalican President...
"Evacuation? That doesn't sound like a bad idea. We can drop them off at our colony, tell the Governor of the Colony of Avalican to set up refugee camps in the uninhabited rural lands. However, tell our pilots to respect the civilians choice to say, but try to persuade them quickly as there is no time to lose, after this we will begin larger operations with the Avalican Air Force if these operations are successful with the survival of our pilots."

At Avalic (General Land)...
About 100 helicopters were ready on helicopter pads in army bases around Avalic ready to take off, air bases around Avalic were bustling with possible strategies to evacuate Resquandi civilians safely.

Marshal of the Air Force, Jacob Remmington was preparing a bombing of the 2 territories owned by the leaders of the coup to slow down their advance. If he couldn't help with the evacuation yet, he could always slow them down. Eight bombers were already loaded with general purpose bombs.

Flight-deck, KNS Shanisfax
Two Sea King helicopters were undergoing the final preparations for their first sortie of the day. Anti-submarine patrols were far from glamorous, but they were a vital part of any naval activity, more so when operating in a hostile area.

Their flight plan would take them over a lot of apparently empty water, except for one leg, which took them close to the Resqwandi coast. During that leg, in addition to keeping watch for enemy vessels, they would also be reconnoitring the land for enemy positions, possible landing zones, and anything else of even the slightest interest. It was a risky job, but less so than landing a force with no idea as to where the enemy might be.

Minutes later they were airborne.

Somewhere in Resqwandi territory, 0425
"Beta, Recon waypoint golf"
"Affirmative"

They were walking trough a dense forest... it was a really dark night, no moon in the sky... that was good indeed... the Beta Squad was going to recon golf waypoint... it should be like 100 meters forward... but nothing were as it were supposed to be... the forest... it' wasn't supposed to be so dense... and there must be a building somewhere nearby... but nothing... 100 meters, 150 meters, 250 meters, and the building doesn't appear...

"Six, this is beta, Kwamballa's base is not here, I repeat, Kwamballa's base is not here"
"Acknowledge beta, make a 200 meters radius recon... we may have lost our way"

This mission was taking too long... soon it'll be the sunrise, and they haven't found even one of the rebels leaders... suddendly, a village appears in front of them...

"Six, beta here, we've found the building... wait, Kwamballa is at the front gate, I repeat, Kwamballa is at the front gate.... ... ... ... target acquired, we have a clean shot, requesting permission to open fire"

"Beta, this is six, transmission authentificacion: Tango Hotel Zulu, you have permission to open fire..."

it was a good night... just two hours to sunrise, and he'll be at home... with his wife and children... finally, it was the last day working at night, he'll recieve his pay at noon... and then... get away from this war, to another country... wherever, but as far as his money can get him and his family... to a peaceful country, no war, no fear, no tribes... they'll be happy then... suddendly, a strange sensation... a crazy idea passes trough his head, he was at danger... the last thing that passed trough his head, was a bullet...

"we got him, we got him... sending someone to check his dead..."

At last... they killed him... well, at least that how he looks from here... but it was a direct shot at the head... there's no way he could posible be alive... the man fall farwards, and his face was buried in the ground...just 3 steps more to be by his side... taking his pulse... nothing... it was dead... then, rolling him to look at his face...

"is not him!, is not Kwamballa!"

she took the rifle, she'd never used it before, but this seemes like an emergency, she runned downstairs with only one thing on her mind... defend the pacients at the hospital, the door was open, at sight one men, dead, and another at his side... one moment of doubt, the stranger looked at her... the second later she shoot her rifle...

"We're under attack, we're under attack!!"
"Men Down!, Men Down!"
"Beta, this is six, return fire, return fire"

The woman put a feet outside the hospital... nobody knew how many bullets hit her body, but her withe apron was now, red...

Over International Waters...
Groups of Bell 212 helicopters each traveling in groups of 6 were now above international waters. With each of them able to carry 14 people, and 1 pilot in each one, currently only 1,300 people could be rescued at every trip. They were separated not to direct attention. Though about 1 hour before the last group of 6, two groups of eight F-35 Lightning IIs were following them, the first group were to bomb the Tantas and the second group to bomb the Razbis.

Landing...
A few hours later the helicopters landed on the land. Pilots everywhere were rounding up the quota of 13 people each in every helicopter to evacuate people from their homes. It was not a very easy tasks, some helicopter pilots decided to use spot of 2 or 3 passengers for personal items of the refugees.

Flying Officer, Kent Wickers was trying to convince a family of 5 to split up into different helicopters. "We guarantee you that you'll see each other again in a few hours. We must leave now, or the Razbis or Tantas might attack!"

"No, you foreigners think you can just boss us around. Either we stay together or we don't go at all," said the father.

Kent Wickers sighed as he knew the only way to do this was to move some people in his helicopter. "Alright, wait here I'll have to convince some people to change places," said the Flying Officer. "Ugh, I don't think a promotion is worth this," he thought.

Just then shadows of 16 planes appeared and they split into 2 groups. One to the Tantas and one to the Razbis. Though more planes were arriving from the north to bomb the military of both groups. Unfortunately, they couldn't send that many bombers due to the fact that there could be a case of a national fire.

OOC: Do you think that perhaps my Mujahideen could get involved?

Chinchilla City, National Defense Building, Security Council Conference room, 0924

"they sent a transmission 30 minutes after the incident... Their status at that time was one dead, two WIA, 2 dead civilians, one in custody..." The Admiral took a deep breathe, this was the worst part... "The building was in fact an Hospital... the two dead civilians were a Doctor and a Nurse... Recon Squad shoot at the Doctor believing he was Kwambala... the nurse that was a Rhazidian or Tantan attack, and killed our marine... and our marines that they were attacked by the rebels, and shoot at her... the two WIA were hit by a passing car, whose driver saw the whole thing... that driver is in custody and is a civilian... we have several troubles here... we must extract them ASAP, and we must do something about the civilian in custody... our marine's body was burned naked in the woods, and then buried... Gentlemans... this is our situation..."

"First... we must send a letter to the marine's family... explaining that there was some sort of accident or whatever... our marines can be extracted this night, we'll make a move... we will send the 1st fleet to secure Resqwandi's coast, and then we can extract our marines... about the civilian... I see no other choice than to kill him" said the Defense Minister Victor Galaz.

"There's no need to take rush decisions.. we have untill this night to do something... so we have... 9 hours... for now, just send a message to the marine's family, mobilize the 1st fleet, Declare Defcon 4, and start preparing our troops for a peacekeeping task.... or maybe an invasion....... am starving, where's my double cheese hamburger?".... Undoubtly, the president...

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The Democratic Republic of Chuchunco

The Defense Deparment has the most sad mission to inform you about the decease of Mayor Thomas Ramirez, wich died in an accident while he was manipulating explosives. We are holding an investigation, and rest assured that if there someone responsable about his death besides him, he'll be punished. With no other particular,

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Resquandi...
About 1,102 people were evacuated from the country due to some people's stubbornness for material items, which weighed a lot more than items that were special to the family. The helicopters decided to leave in groups of 6 again in the event they were to be shot down by rockets or missiles. Though the President was not going to be happy about the spots that could have been used to save 998 more people. But the mission however would currently be a success, which then the Air Force will be allowed to send their own helicopters and transport planes.

Colony...
Refugee camps were being set up in the rural areas and some on the coast. The governor was waiting outside to greet the refugees while workers from their national health care system were packing food and water in the refugee camps and were building artificial canopies for the hot days near the coast and the Colony Militia was going to be arriving soon to help out the refugees with meals and sickness. Medicine and a few ambulances were near the refugee camps just in case and about one or two in the refugee camp for injured/ailed refugees or pilots.

Hessian's sudden illness prevented the summit. Now, he was reviewing his options. He had decided.

"Send in the 1st and 2nd Divisions of Infantry, the 1st Armor, the 5th Air Wing, and the 10th Naval Task Force. I want troops on their soil ASAP!!"

Over International Waters...

The 10th Naval Task Force went at full speed towards Resqwandi. The men on the transports rested for what little time they could.
In 1 hour they would be in Resqwandi....

"We're at the destination! Prepare to disembark!"
The Naval Task Force was about 5 miles from a small fishing village.
4 miles...
3 miles...
Vhoomp!
A shell from a six-inch gun threw up some spray. Admiral Kasmir Dolohov scanned the area with his binoclulars. There was... one gun and eight men.
"Push forward!"
The destroyer Kamitz fired a shell at the lone artillary piece. It was destroyed, and its eight man retinue devastated.
2 miles..
1 mile...
"Now!!"
The men leaped from their transports, helicopters above them, guns at the ready. The fishermen in the village yelled and ran back into their houses. The flag was taken down, and the flag of Californion was raised.
Californion naw had a beachhead.

United States of Kinstantia
Office of the President of the United States
1 Presidential Avenue
Keilvarga, Kinstantia CMD 829

To Resqwandi

The United States of Kinstantia is growing concerned with the recent escalation of this conflict. We have watched the horror on the our news network, KBS, and are alarmed.

We offer to send delegates to assist in any diplomatic talks. We also offer medical aid to those in need. At the conclusion of this war, we also offer to help rebuild your nation.

We have stationed a carrier group in our offshore waters to enforce our 12 mile zone. We are requesting that all combatant ships stay outside of the 12 mile zone. We also ask that Kinstantian airspace not be violated by combatant aircraft.

We hope that we can help you with your current situation, but it is the policy of this government to not intervene militarily unless our national security, or the security of its citizens abroad, are compromised.

In regards to citizens abroad, we have received a report that 200 Kinstantian tourists were scheduled to travel to Resqwandi for a religious exchange program. We have not heard from them in some time. We are asking you if you have any knowledge as to their status or whereabouts.

Thank you for your timely reply.

Nathaniel Tempest,
President, The United States of Kinstantia

After convincing some villagers to come out, the area military leader Colonel Ivan Pulski was driving his UAZ Rapid Attack Vehicle to the building a few fishermen had pointed out as the rebel garrisions base.
Pulling in front, Pulski and his escort, Warrent Officer Ponas Jakoubus, examined the building. It was rundown, with the windows boarded up and paint flaking. The flimsy door was not very threatining.
Cocking their MP5s (just in case there were more), they stalked up to the door. Pulski gave Jakoubus a signal, and with a single kick, the Warrent Officer knowcked down the door.
5 emaciated people, in the tatters of Sunday best, were tied up by the opposite wall. They looked like they had been beaten by a bull whip. Other than that, a few bullets lay scattered about, and not much else.
Pulski took out his knife and began to free the prisoners.
"Where you from?" He asked.
"Kinstantia," came the reply from a bearded man. "We were in a religous exchange program with 195 others, when we were ambushed. We were taken in groups of five to various areas. My wife-" here the man's breath catched: "They took my wife.." he broke down.
Pulski frowned, and then said over his shoulder, "Jakoubus, send a message to Kinstantia and tell them the news." Then to the man, "I swear that we will exact revenge for you. Our troops are rapidly moving inland. You and your wife will be toghether again."

OOC: Just for info....

Current Californion Forces in Resqwandi

1st Armor:
50 T-90 tanks
25 T-80 tanks
25 BTR-80 APCs
10 "Buk M1-2" SAM vehicles


1st Division:
100,000 soildiers
100 UAZ Rapid Attack Vehicles
2nd Division:
100,000 soildiers
100 UAZ Rapid Attack Vehicles

5th Air Wing:
2 Squadrons (16 planes) of F-16
2 Squadrons of MiG-29
2 Squadrons of B-2 bombers
20 Apache Attack Helicopters

10th Task Force:
Carrier Mohevia
2 destroyers (Kamitz, Tirpat
5 cruisers Morognehov, Seleprid, Tiger, Panther, Dalmatian
1 Battleship (unattacthed) Lukozite

OOC: Like I said, just for info

"We interrupt our regular programming to bring you this special report. Reporting from the Presidential Palace is political correspondent Jim Hargrove"

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. President Tempest has called a press conference on short notice about the current situation in Resqwandi. It appears that a religious exchange program was in swing when civil war broke out. And it appears that President Tempest is ready to speak." Said Jim.

President Tempest, walking up to the podium with a solemn look on his face, begins to explain to a wondering nation, "My fellow Kinstantians, we have learned that in the civil war currently happening in Resqwandi, some of our citizens have been captured in the war. Peace keeping forces from Californion discovered a group of 5 Kinstantians, badly beaten, and malnourished earlier today.

The whereabouts of the other 195 Kinstantians remains uncertain at this point. I appeal to the government of Resqwandi to aid in locating our citizens. I have signed an executive order sending the battle group already off of our coast to head for Resqwandi to aid in the returning of our beloved.

I will be calling the government of Californion later today to get the names of those found.

To the waring factions I speak direct. Do not hurt our citizens. Release them now or suffer the consequences. Our navy and army may be small, but they are well trained and will not stop until we recover every last Kinstantian.

After speaking with Secretary of Defense Tony Alto, we have raised our DefCon level from 5 to 4.

I will not be taking any questions. Thank you all. Good night and God Bless Kinstantia!"

President Tempest walks off the podium.

"Im Jim Hargrove and this has been a special report."

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Official Diplomatic Communiqué

To: The Resqwandi Government/ other nations involved
From: U.S. Department of State

It is and always has been the position of our nation that Genocide is one of the most unforgivable heinous of crimes able to be committed in our world. We ask and urge your government and those involved in Resqwandi to try all in your power to prevent such a tragedy from occurring. We can provide aid, both financial, medical, or food supplies should you decide to ask. I ask that all nations involved in Resqwandi to respect the nation’s sovereignty. I further ask of Resqwandi government that we be allowed to set up a consulate in a city near or in Razbi territory, we wish to send a protected group to try and understand the Razbi language and culture.


Best Wishes,
Steven J. Andolor
Steven J. Andolor
Secretary of State
The United States of Cookesland

Colonel-General Belkan, head of military communications, could not believe his ears.
"What? Who are they? Slow down Jakoubus!"
"Sir," came the Warrent Officers voice from over the phone, "Tell the dictator that the citizens names are Alex Gerorgia, Michael Tempest, Harry Tubman, Jackson Billings and William McDowell. I think Kinstantia will want to know this. From what else we gathered, the Rebels here talked about some 14 women from the group being taken for 'enjoyment' at Killibringi compound. I need to know where that is."
Belkan nodded to himself. "Right Warrent Officer. I'll have Elzbieta take a look at that."
Belkan then turned to the fax machine. A fax had just come in. He picked it up. He stared. Then he ran to his car to take it to the Dictator.

ENCRYPTED MESSAGE

To: USS Anderson Battle Group
From: Franklin Tubbs, Secretary of Defense

You are hereby ordered by the President of the United States of Kinstantia to make way at battle speed towards the island nation of Resqwandi. Kinstantian citizens have been captured by the waring forces and extraction by force may be required.

The President has also authorized the Battleship USS Lindane to accompany you.

You are under direct orders to not open fire at any foreign vessel unless you are fired upon. You are to only act in self defense. The President does not want this to escalate into a World War.

Remember, you are the backbone of our Navy. The USS Kinstantia Battlegroup will remain patrolling our offshore waters.

Transmission ended

Elzbieta glared at the computer screen.

"Killibringi, Kilibringi.... why isn't anything coming up?!" She wacked the computer. Something came up.

"Killibringi is an old fortress from when Resqwandi was a colony. It was updated by the Resqwandi government 3 years ago.... a fortress?"

In Resqwandi, Landing Day +3...
80 miles from where Killibringi was supposed to be. Colonel Pulski talked over the radio to his men.
"Alright, so today we are rescuing 14 Kinstantian women who are probably being raped or dead at the moment. We need to go in their, locate the women, get them out, and then the B2s will pound it into dust.. I expect heavy resistance, so we need to be on our gaurd. Alpha group will storm the main gate with the help from our fighter planes, which will knock out the blockhouses gaurding it. Beta group will blow a hole on the left wall using the T-90s. Gamma group will do the same thing on the right wall. Delta and Epsilon will stay in reserve 15 miles from the fortress if we need help."

Forces storming Killibringi:
Alpha Group:
15 UAZ Rapid Attack Vehicles
1,000 soildiers
10 BTR-80 APCs
10 Apache Attack Helicopters

Beta and Gamma Groups:
5 UAZ Rapid Attack Vehicles each
800 soildiers each
7 T-90 tanks each

Delta and Epsilon Groups:
5 T-80 tanks each
500 men each
10 UAZ Rapid Attack Vehicles each

ENCRYPTED MESSAGE

To: the Californion Dictator
From: Secy of Defense Franklin Tubbs

RE: The 5 Kinstantian Citizens Freed By Your Military

The President is deeply relieved to hear that Michael Tempest has been found. He is the middle son of the President. Alex Gerorgia, Harry Tubman, Jackson Billings and William McDowell's families have all been contacted about their rescue.

The Kinstantian Navy is sending the USS Anderson Battle Group, along with the battleship USS Lindane towards Resqwandi now at battle speed. The President has asked me to convey to you his wishes that these 5 men be transfered onto the USS Lindane once the ships arrive.

If needed, we have one more battle group we can send to aid in protecting international waters around Resqwandi, the USS Kinstantia.

President Tempest is also asking to speak directly to the Dictator, if it is convenient.

Thank you from a concerned nation for finding some of our citizens. We are in debt to you.

END TRANSMISSION

Hessian was sitting calmly in his office when Colonel Gerneral Belkan stormed in.

"Huff huff...Shir!" he said, waving a lopsided salute.

Hessian was shocked. He had never seen his communications general out of breath.

"What is.."

"We got a message from those men in Resqwandi. Apparently one of the guysh we found was the middle shons of the Presidents of Kistantianianiania.."

"Are you drunk Belkan?"

"No shir, just some beer shir... oh, and the Presidentsh of Ki..Kin.. that place wants to shpek with yoush directly."

Hessian shrugged, "Why Not?"

He picked up the phone and called the President of Kistantia. "Hello, this is Dicator Jurgis Hessian. Why did you want to speak with me?"

"Dictator Hessain, I want to personally thank you and you military for assisting us as you have. We are forever in your debt. I would also like to inform you that we would like to hold a formal State dinner here, in your honor, at the Presidential Palace at a time that is of the most convenience for you.

As stated in the transmission, Michael Tempest is my middle son. The USS Lindane, a Battleship, along with the USS Anderson battle group are en route to International Waters just outside of Resqwandi territory. We ask that the men be transfered onto the USS Lindane once the ship arrives.

The Kinstantian Navy, though small, is an effective force willing to assist you in any way in the rescuing of Kinstantian nationals, as well as other nationals trapped by this ferocious civil war."

OOC: Erm guys... don't you think it would be better if you gave Resqwandi a chance to respond?

OOC: Understood.

OOC: Understood

Ok well I'm involved in This (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=558153) thread so feel free to continue on as you wish.