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Dear Fellow Nations,
Under an hour ago terrorists attacked the Harrison Tower in downtown Mikestown. It is still unknown who did this and why. An hour ago an unidentified aircraft was seen flying over Mikestown. It seemed to be a military jet. As it approached the Harrison Tower it fired to missles. Both hit the tower and it collapsed. President Burkley will make a speech in a couple minutes to provide more information.
Sincerely,
Mary Johanson: Speaker of the Senate

"My Fellow Nations, President Burkley." Miss Johanson said at the podium.

President Burkley approached the podium. "Hello, Today Tucker Island was attacked. The people responsible are linked to the death of Former President Tucker. I assure you we are going to find the people responsible. Would anyone like to say anything or ask questions?"

OOC: This is where anyone can approach and say something

A Greywatch agent stood in the crowd smoking a cigarette. He was dressed in black clothing and was wearing body armor and a personal radio. He pulled it from his mouth and blew out the smoke, "Can I assume that you still have no leads?"

"They've got quite a bit of patience then. Interesting..." The man took a drag on the cigarette. "Anything else you can admit publicly or should we continue this conversation later, in private?"

OOC: Damn timewarp

"Well, actually we do." answered the President. "A group of terrorists that tried to bomb our capitol a couple years ago. They're very likely to be the ones behind this."

"They've got quite a bit of patience then. Interesting..." The man took a drag on the cigarette. "Anything else you can admit publicly or should we continue this conversation later, in private?"

OOC: Damn timewarp

The President was puzzled. Who was this man. "What do you mean?"

"I'm not a reporter, hence my unmarked military uniform. I'm an agent, not a secret agent, just an agent. I want the answers to the same questions you have. Like why this was done, how, by whom exactly, and where the people who committed this crime may be." The man took another long drag and blew out the smoke, "Anything you can give me would be useful. Or, we can talk about what may be sensetive information in private."

The president paused a moment. "I'd better talk to you in private but first does anybody else have a question?"

The man nodded his head and went silent.

OOC: I'll post more later after other people do questions and such, prolly tommorrow or something.

"President Berkley, two part question." said James Schmeigel- Lead Foreign Correspondent from the Western Free Gazette.
"Are you currently planning on mobilizing the Tucker Island Military Forces, and also is there any intelligence on possible further attacks against Mikestown?"

"Anyone?" He repeated

OOC: Maybe give it awhile? Not in any rush right?

OOC: Maybe give it awhile? Not in any rush right?

OOC: Yea You're right.

OOC: Yea You're right.

OOC: :D No prob, just glad to help. I know its 12:53 AM where I am, maybe ppl are in bed.

OOC: Oh you're on the eastern sea-board.

OOC: Oh you're on the eastern sea-board.

OOC: Yeah and you? Wow we may already need an OOC thread.

OOC: I'm in Texas.

OOC: Ah

OOC: Tried to post but didn't work... West Coast!

"President Burkley, a two part question." Said James Schmigal, Tucker Island correspondant for PNN. "Are you, at this time, planning on mobilizing the Tucker Island Defense Forces? And also is there any intelligence on more, or sustained attacks on Mikestown?"

OOC: Tried to post but didn't work... West Coast!

"President Burkley, a two part question." Said James Schmigal, Tucker Island correspondant for PNN. "Are you, at this time, planning on mobilizing the Tucker Island Defense Forces? And also is there any intelligence on more, or sustained attacks on Mikestown?"

The President shifted the weight on his legs and acted as if he knew more information. "As of right now ALL defense systems and forces are ready for anything. And No we have not recieved anymore information."

Catherine looked around, a worried look on her face. She wasn't so much afraid for her own physical well-being as she for the well-being of her career. If she could come up with a question that triggered a hot-button issue, she'd be made and would be first choice for the International News Channel's coverage of this disaster.

Not that she had her priorities out of order.

"Mr. President! Mr. President, will you be asking for foreign aid? Do you believe our own forces can handle the situation?" Her tone was doubtful.

In a dark alley behind one of Trucker Island newstations

A stagehand is smoking some pot when she finds a strange package on the firedoor exit. Fearing it to be a bomb. She runs inside for help. When secuirty get back they open it to reveal a picture of the military jet as it fired it missles into the tower. Lieing on this picture is a human with a bloody red rose placed frimly into the teeth of the jaws. Pinned on the head is a photo of the Trucker Island leader with a red x on his head. It is the calling card of the infamous terriost group known as the Bloody Rose. Clearly they are taking responabilty for the attack on the tower. As to what the forehead picture signal....


OOC:Bloody Roses is a old terriost group once control by my government before they went rouge. Want them to be behind the attacks?

In a dark alley behind one of Trucker Island newstations

A stagehand is smoking some pot when she finds a strange package on the firedoor exit. Fearing it to be a bomb. She runs inside for help. When secuirty get back they open it to reveal a picture of the military jet as it fired it missles into the tower. Lieing on this picture is a human with a bloody red rose placed frimly into the teeth of the jaws. Pinned on the head is a photo of the Trucker Island leader with a red x on his head. It is the calling card of the infamous terriost group known as the Bloody Rose. Clearly they are taking responabilty for the attack on the tower. As to what the forehead picture signal....


OOC:Bloody Roses is a old terriost group once control by my government before they went rouge. Want them to be behind the attacks?

OOC: That's perfect.

Catherine looked around, a worried look on her face. She wasn't so much afraid for her own physical well-being as she for the well-being of her career. If she could come up with a question that triggered a hot-button issue, she'd be made and would be first choice for the International News Channel's coverage of this disaster.

Not that she had her priorities out of order.

"Mr. President! Mr. President, will you be asking for foreign aid? Do you believe our own forces can handle the situation?" Her tone was doubtful.

The President frowned. "That, my friend, is what we're trying to find out." Suddenly a secret service agent ran out on stage and wispered into the president's ear. A worried look came over his face.

Catherine screamed out over the other voices clamoring to be heard, hoping she'd rise above them. "Sir?! Sir! Can you tell us anything more?!"

She was faintly concerned that there was cause for alarm in the immediately vicinity, but dismissed that worry as a common irrationality that came with the territory. They were, after all, in a heightened state of alert and she was near the President himself.

The president was about to answer catherine's question when a shot rang out. The president fell to the ground. Everyone began running and screaming. Secret service was everywhere.

The man slipped his gun back into he coat and melted into the crowd of franctic people running for the exit. He hopped into the back of a new van that said TIN(Trucker Island News) and the van quickly sped off into the night.
The gun was tossed into a river as the van crossed a bridge as it headed for it hide-away in the countryside. They would soon find out if the mission was a sucesse.

OOC:Trucker you can RP a police cop seeing the van tossed out the gun and after hearing the shots fired at your leader. He puts two and two together.

The president was about to answer catherine's question when a shot rang out. The president fell to the ground. Everyone began running and screaming. Secret service was everywhere.

As everyone ducked their heads and tried to scatter despite the enclosed, allegedly-secure space, Catherine was shocked. Her arm was still up, recorder toward the podium, her back stiff, eyes and mouth wide open.

She had not seen what had just happened. No, she had to be hallucinating. Her feet refused to move, even as several of her media neighbors shoved against her.

"S-s...." Words did not come easily. "Sir?" she whispered.

Then she was tugged down into her seat by her partner beside her. He was sitting with his hands on his head, as still as possible, so as to avoid suspicion and to make his profile smaller for any further shots.

(OOC: Thanks for starting a simple character RP, by the way! Not fond of sign-up sheets, myself.)

The man slipped his gun back into he coat and melted into the crowd of franctic people running for the exit. He hopped into the back of a new van that said TIN(Trucker Island News) and the van quickly sped off into the night.
The gun was tossed into a river as the van crossed a bridge as it headed for it hide-away in the countryside. They would soon find out if the mission was a sucesse.

OOC:Trucker you can RP a police cop seeing the van tossed out the gun and after hearing the shots fired at your leader. He puts two and two together.

OOC: It's TUCKER
IC: A police officer saw the van throw something into the river. He went to investigate.

"... We go live to James Schmigal. Our reporter in Tucker Island, James."

"Tom just minutes ago President Burkley of Tucker Island was shot during his press conference. There is no other information as of yet but right before the assassination attempt we saw an agent whisper something to the president. I was in close proximity and heard something about 'Bloody Roses'. There has yet to be any official comment from any Tucker Island officials, but this reporter thinks we will hear an official statement soon. A sad sad day for Tucker Island..."

President Burkley sits still unaware of what just happened. The Doctors say he'll be fine.

OOC: Sorry,it 4am here...:(

IC: The van was tearing through a old dirt town. 1 and a half km from the shooting of the Tucker leader. It bene nearly a hour and the radio reporters still had no clue what was going on.

"Gee,Max. Do you think those poor Tuckers even know what hit them? Were gonna level this town and takeover the country. And their noting they can do to stop us." Spoke the passenger in the front seat of the van to the shooter.

"Max?" He asked again,as Max drifted in his dream world. Max was like that. he was a ideatlisc. He joined the group because of honour a need to change the world. After the horrible masscare he seen serving as a peacekeeper in Helcan. The only reason why he was not killed yet because he was a great markmen.


"I don't know Jim.I think one of the reporters might have seen me. The Ms. that was asking the president questions."

"Don't worry about",said Jack. The leader of cell 17X-04 of the B.R. He has a scar running down his left face that was given to him by a officer on a vay vessal in a terriost attack years ago. He was bitter sly man always looking out for the cell future. "Everything is under control. We destroy their leadership,sent them into riots and then demand a hundred million off thme or something so we can get the funding to supply our other operations. No sweat."

"Ya,everything fine. We be at our hideout and as long as no fuzz come snoozing around. We be good to go!" That was Jim. A good man when it came to the techongly and maintianing the weapons. But dam did he not have a lazy devil may care attuide that annoy the hell out of Jack. But he was just to gald that they got away to care right now.

The president was lying in his hospital bed. "Men Bring me that lady that was asking me the questions." he asked. His advisors got up and left the room to find Catherine.

(OOC: He wasn't hit anywhere too bad, right? Wondering how much time was skipped past.)

(OOC: He wasn't hit anywhere too bad, right? Wondering how much time was skipped past.)

OOC: He was shot in the thigh.

Questions. Always questions. What did she see? Did she notice anyone suspicious? Just why was it that it happened during her line of questioning? The interrogation, though perhaps too strong a word, went on for what seemed to be forever. She was given a half-hour break to collect herself after breaking down during it. The President had been taken away almost three hours previous; why did she still have to be there? She told them everything she knew. She saw nothing, she was busy at the time. She noticed other reporters; reporters are always suspicious. Who cared why it happened when it did; coincidences happened all the time.

Eventually a couple of men approached her. They weren't dressed like security agents or police. She got her hopes up for a moment.

"Miss Newnan? The President wants to see you."

Oh, no. Did he have a problem with her? Did he suspect something? No, why would he call for her if he thought she was an issue? Better to make her disappear. Oh, what if that's what was happening? If it was just a ploy to get her into their van so they could drive her to an undisclosed location and be rid of her....

"Y-yes, okay." She rose from her seat and followed them out, looking back to see if the security detail was coming for her. They took her to a car. "Where are we going?"

"The President wants to see you, ma'am."

Yes, he told her that already.

They drove off toward the hospital with Catherine sitting in uncomfortable silence, wondering what he could possibly want with her. At least it was quiet and no one was pressuring her.

Come to think of it, there was that one man....

The phone rang beside the president's bed, three times, before anyone answered it.

"Mr. President, don't say a word. This is a private conversation between you and a "concerned citizen" of a friendly nation. We have been tracking this story since the attack in Mikestown. We can bring those accountable to justice for you, on one condition. There is a reporter whom you have requested an audience with. She has been too nosy in the past with some of our affairs. See to it that she is arrested, and we will give you all the information you have."

The line went dead, as the president was left with a choice to make.

A military officer entered into the group, donning a peaked cap and a long grey greatcoat. "Captain Veldt, A.S.C.U secret service. We have been...." he searched for the right word "...monitoring your state since Tucker died. Our special forces will aid you in capturing this rogue faction. About these terrorists, where was their last known location, and have they released any statement?" he then noticed that the president was in a hospital bed. "Oh," he said, surprised.

There was a knock at the door followed by the agent slowly walking in with his hands raised. "Don't worry, it's just me. Looks like this country is going to hell, eh? I suppose it's time that we get to the point. What you did to piss these people off. Now, I didn't get a good look at the man who fired, crowd pushing and rubbing makes that hard, but when that half-ass news van decided to scurry away. It raised some eyebrows." He leaned against the wall and pulled out a cigarette. "Oh wait, no smoking in hospitals. Damn." He put the pack back in his pocket, "So where do we start? I'd say, if you're going to make anymore speechs, have some snipers, trained snipers, on hand. Just in case."

A single black unmarked van stood in an alley quietly. In it was 6 men,They all were wearing Urban ACUs.

"Sir,Latests intelligence suggest that the rogues are here." Said one man and pointed on a map.

"They are amateurs..how could they don't think about the GPS locator in the van,Though don't underestimate them. Consider them armed and dangerous."
Replied another man which uniform indicated he was a officer.

"Satellite should be in place in.." Said the officer and looked on his watch

"25 minutes. Remember,The Tucker government does not know our presence here. Be sure to be as clean as possible,I don't want to screw this one up." he continued.

After the briefing the engine turned on and it went out the alley and were on its way to its target.

OOC: Do you mean 'present' suggesting a bomb or 'presence' meaning the fact that you're there?

There was a knock at the door followed by the agent slowly walking in with his hands raised. "Don't worry, it's just me. Looks like this country is going to hell, eh? I suppose it's time that we get to the point. What you did to piss these people off. Now, I didn't get a good look at the man who fired, crowd pushing and rubbing makes that hard, but when that half-ass news van decided to scurry away. It raised some eyebrows." He leaned against the wall and pulled out a cigarette. "Oh wait, no smoking in hospitals. Damn." He put the pack back in his pocket, "So where do we start? I'd say, if you're going to make anymore speechs, have some snipers, trained snipers, on hand. Just in case."

The president smiled. "No more speeches for me." Just then the two advisors arrived with Catherine. "Ah, you're here, good."

OOC:Check your telegram on nationstates tucker

The president smiled. "No more speeches for me." Just then the two advisors arrived with Catherine. "Ah, you're here, good."

Catherine smiled back weakly, her eyes darting around the room for a moment. "Hello, sir. A-Are you...," her voice trailed off.

She still had no idea what was going on but for some reason just reacted automatically. She could have refused, she could have tried to run when she thought something was wrong. No, they would have just found her anyway.

Though, refusing might have worked.

The president smiled. "No more speeches for me." Just then the two advisors arrived with Catherine. "Ah, you're here, good."

The agent nodded, "Probably for the best. If at all we can help it, you should fake your death. Might be a good option."

The B.R terriosts quickly went into their "safehouse". Where they met Marie,a sweet looking women that could kill you in six different places. She already inform of the next step. Was gone quickly as she came.

"Ok," spoke up Jack. The police,the special agents and whoever else is out their has spotted our van just like we planned. They should be arriving here at anytime. The place been wiped completey clean. No fingerprints anywhere. About now that cop car should be calling in back up. When he does. I want us to rush out with guns blazing and into the garage. Then the van will speed out and head east toward the borader of Tucker. This will draw the police away and most likely make them think we skipped the country. If anybody tries to enter the house,breaks a window,whatever. Thirty seconds later,the house blowns up and takeout whoever in it. When this distraction takes place. We quietly slip away by various cars and take long routes to shake off any tails and then go to our actual safehouse codename "Bubblenose". Got that? Ok go!"

And then the B.R terriorts ran out of the house just in time to pepper spray the cop car with machine gun fire. Before they ran into the garage. Before no time at all. The van sped away. Leaving a hurt cop to call in their fleeing.

The agent nodded, "Probably for the best. If at all we can help it, you should fake your death. Might be a good option."

"That would actually be a good idea." said one of the advisors. The president answered "Okay then let's do that. Now Catherine, I have a couple questions for you."

OOC: Did you check the telegram I sent before?

The B.R terriosts quickly went into their "safehouse". Where they met Marie,a sweet looking women that could kill you in six different places. She already inform of the next step. Was gone quickly as she came.

"Ok," spoke up Jack. The police,the special agents and whoever else is out their has spotted our van just like we planned. They should be arriving here at anytime. The place been wiped completey clean. No fingerprints anywhere. About now that cop car should be calling in back up. When he does. I want us to rush out with guns blazing and into the garage. Then the van will speed out and head east toward the borader of Tucker. This will draw the police away and most likely make them think we skipped the country. If anybody tries to enter the house,breaks a window,whatever. Thirty seconds later,the house blowns up and takeout whoever in it. When this distraction takes place. We quietly slip away by various cars and take long routes to shake off any tails and then go to our actual safehouse codename "Bubblenose". Got that? Ok go!"

And then the B.R terriorts ran out of the house just in time to pepper spray the cop car with machine gun fire. Before they ran into the garage. Before no time at all. The van sped away. Leaving a hurt cop to call in their fleeing.

The cop stood up. He tore off his shirt and looked at the puncture wounds in his bullet proof vest. He had always been good at acting. He went up to the side of the house and looked through a window. The house was empty. "Damn!" he whispered. There was nothing. No leads. No anything. He began walking to his car but he stepped on a picture. It was a picture of the jet that bombed the tower. Only it was zoomed in. On the side of the jet were the words "Property of Ralkovia." The cop gasped!

"Well I'm glad people here like my idea. However, we need to make this believeable. You need to be moved out of this hospital. It needs to be discreet, when you're out, this room has to go up." He thought for a moment, "Let me re-word that. It doesn't have have to blow up. We just want something convincing. Maybe not even an explosion; what are plausible ways a person can die? We want the terriorists to believe this as well."

"Well I'm glad people here like my idea. However, we need to make this believeable. You need to be moved out of this hospital. It needs to be discreet, when you're out, this room has to go up." He thought for a moment, "Let me re-word that. It doesn't have have to blow up. We just want something convincing. Maybe not even an explosion; what are plausible ways a person can die? We want the terriorists to believe this as well."

Everyone thought for a minute. Then one of the advisors said, "What if we said the president died of a sudden heart attack. I mean everyone would believe the President was under stress."

"Like I said, something believeable." The man nodded. "I'm an ex-mercenary just so you know. That's the reason I thought of the explosion first."

"Like I said, something believeable." The man nodded. "I'm an ex-mercenary just so you know. That's the reason I thought of the explosion first."

"you're right." Everyone thought again. Then the President spoke. "I don't know what to do, but I do know if we don't come up with something, we're all dead!"

"Have you ever seen the movie 'Wag the Dog?' That could work hre, would take some serious doing though."

"Have you ever seen the movie 'Wag the Dog?' That could work hre, would take some serious doing though."

"Never saw it, please elaborate!" answered the President.

"Well, not that this could be applied to you but rather we could copy the idea. A president is going for a second round in office but a scandle arises. In order to divert attention from the affair he had he creates, to an extent, a fake war. A war that is actually done with the work of special effects, movie producers, and fake stories being given to news agencies. Essentially, we have to somehow make it seem as if you really died, get a blurry photo of what looks like you on an operation table. News reports stating you died, even an open cascate funeral with a very real looking dummy. Something very extravagent that no one would be able to see through."

"Well, not that this could be applied to you but rather we could copy the idea. A president is going for a second round in office but a scandle arises. In order to divert attention from the affair he had he creates, to an extent, a fake war. A war that is actually done with the work of special effects, movie producers, and fake stories being given to news agencies. Essentially, we have to somehow make it seem as if you really died, get a blurry photo of what looks like you on an operation table. News reports stating you died, even an open cascate funeral with a very real looking dummy. Something very extravagent that no one would be able to see through."

The president smiled. "I like it." he said excitedly.

"I'm not one who knows a lot about special effects but I have some friends who'd be glad to spread some false rumors and then shut up about it for the rest of their natural lives."

"Alright let's meet em'"

The black van had already been overlooking the safehouse for the past hour and saw the cop get shot. Luckily they didn't notice when Weapon Specialist Johnson tagged their vehicle with a special made gas driven rifle with a GPS tracer.

"Time left?" Asked the officer

"5 hours sir." Replied a man

"Roger,Let's follow them to the next point."

They all went in the car and drove away,The cop saw the unmarked van driving away.

The black van had already been overlooking the safehouse for the past hour and saw the cop get shot. Luckily they didn't notice when Weapon Specialist Johnson tagged their vehicle with a special made gas driven rifle with a GPS tracer.

"Time left?" Asked the officer

"5 hours sir." Replied a man

"Roger,Let's follow them to the next point."

They all went in the car and drove away,The cop saw the unmarked van driving away.

The cop saw a van driving away. Not realizing it wasn't the terrorists he shot at the tires and hit the back one.

Suddenly the officer lost steering for one second. The van slided across the road and rolled over and landed safely on its tires again. Smoke was coming from the van. Inside the truck the men woke up after their brief knock out.

"What the hell" Said one of them and held his hand on the head

"Someone shot our tires" Said the officer.

"Can we still drive?"

"Yes,Luckily this one can run on flat tires. When we are at their safehouse we can change tires." Said the officer.

The cop saw the van flip over...and smoking for a minute until it continued to drive in a furious speed.

The black van had already been overlooking the safehouse for the past hour and saw the cop get shot. Luckily they didn't notice when Weapon Specialist Johnson tagged their vehicle with a special made gas driven rifle with a GPS tracer.

"Time left?" Asked the officer

"5 hours sir." Replied a man

"Roger,Let's follow them to the next point."

They all went in the car and drove away,The cop saw the unmarked van driving away.

OOC:You shot the terriost van right? As the cars were in hidden location far away. The terriosts got their through a underground passage. I forgot to put that in my post. Sorry.

OOC: That's kinda late...

"Alright let's meet em'"

"I'll ring them up." The agnet said pulling a cell phone from his pocket. Rather than call them he actually sent a text message. "You wouldn't believe the benefits you can get at times for being an agent." He said with a smile.

OOC: That's kinda late...

Well say your chasing one of the cars by luck. Note I will try to shake you off. :P

As they speeded up they saw their target.

"Look there they are,Johnson tag it" Yelled the officer

"Yes sir!" replied Johnson and took out his rifle.

The windshield went down and he deployed the bipods and took aim. He carefully waited for his shot.

*Fwsshhh* as he shot the gas operated rifle.

The GPS Tracer hit the inner exhaust pipe.

"Good job Johnson. Now let them think they can outrun us." Said the officer

He speeded up to fool the terrorist to think he was chasing them.

The cop who's name was Joey ran over to the van gun loaded. He opened the driver's door. "Freeze" he yelled!

OOC: They drove away...

Joey tried to get the license plate, but failed. he got in his car to pursue the vehicle.

The car was a relguar everyday civilian car,painted in red that was just queitly obeying traffic laws. When Gerry,a B.R grunt yelled to Max nexts to him. "Hey that funny van with the tires just shot at us!"

Max"Who never though Gerry was very bright,said"Yup,probably a GSP tracker. Now we can't go to the hideout. We have to absorse and go to plan B. Give me the rad-NO! Don't fir-*It was too late and Gerry was already firing at the van with a sub-machine gun* Get back in an-O shit! Their goes the radio! You knocked it outta the car! I hope that broke or were in BIG trouble."

"Lousie,give it everything you got. Blow the red lights,drive the wrong way down one way street,sharp turns,you know the drill."

"Yes boss!" And with that. Max turn back to the van and pulled out a rifle. He would aim at the van engine and try to kill the van well Gerry fired at the windshield".

Then the real shooting would start.

Joey tried to get the license plate, but failed. he got in his car to pursue the vehicle.

Don't forget to call in back-up....

"SHIT,TAKE COVER" yelled the officer as they took cover.

"JOHNSON ROCKET LAUNCHER NOW!" He continued

Johnson picked up the Recoilless AT loaded it with a 70x50mm Titanium dart round.

"Make some scrapmetal." continued the officer to yell.

Johnson quickly moved up and aimed through its locking system.

"I got a lock!" Yelled Johnson and fired.

"O shit! Yelled Max. Heat rocket. 6:00!"

With one flick of his wrist. Lousic sped the car up and at the last second darted the car under a 16 wheeler. Causing the rocket to hit the truck. As the truck slammed on it brakes and caused a traffic jam. Lousie came out from under the truck in a beautiful 180 turn and was now pointing head first at the van. He slammed the gas pedal to the floor and with burning rubber all over the place. Took off. With Max and Gerry firing at the van as they past by. With Max throwing a grende through the van (by now)broken window.

OOC: If it hit the truck then where did it hit, if the truck exploded you'd be screwed. The truck might run over you at that angle and if it backed up traffic a 180 would be nearly, if not just plainly, impossible.

"O shit! Yelled Max. Heat rocket. 6:00!"

With one flick of his wrist. Lousic sped the car up and at the last second darted the car under a 16 wheeler. Causing the rocket to hit the truck. As the truck slammed on it brakes and caused a traffic jam. Lousie came out from under the truck in a beautiful 180 turn and was now pointing head first at the van. He slammed the gas pedal to the floor and with burning rubber all over the place. Took off. With Max and Gerry firing at the van as they past by. With Max throwing a grende through the van (by now)broken window.

OOC: The windshield was already gone :P

IC:

"SHIT SHIT SHIT" Yelled the officer and made a 180 degree turn when he saw the grenade coming.

The explosion hit the back and blew up the backdoors on the van.

"JOHNSON, I DON'T CARE TAKE THE JAVELIN FOR F**K SAKE."

Johnson took up the Javelin and aimed at the car that was now 350m away. He laser designated it and said "Well try dodge this one idiots..." and fired

OOC: If it hit the truck then where did it hit, if the truck exploded you'd be screwed. The truck might run over you at that angle and if it backed up traffic a 180 would be nearly, if not just plainly, impossible.

OOC:I assume a lot of bannans deid. And the swere was after they darted through. And traffic didn't have time to jam yet. And their a sidewalk.

IC:"Shit! Their still firing! Lousie dart into their! And Lousie took a sharp turn and went into a alleyway. The Javelin flew pass the alleyway and the B.R men jumped out of the car. A timer was quickly taped onto the car to make it into a timebomb and they ran into the maze of alleys. Lousie now had a assault rifle.

The Javelin went right into the car and it blew up making a giant explosions.

Meanwhile the van pulled of and 6 men jumped out in full armor suits with Land Warrior Systems,GPS and Satellite tracking the blocks around the area. They also launched a portable UAV to scan for targets.

"Let's go!!" Said the officer while he loaded his XM29.

They had digital visual on their targets and were moving in on them. They turned around a corner and saw one of them running. The officer stopped and raised his XM29 and shot a 20mm Non-Lethal grenade that airbursted right over.

Gerry sudennly just stop running and fell down. His comdres never even looked back. They instead ditched their weapons into a dumpster and ran into a nearby building through a open fire exit and into a crowded mall. Their they splitted up and melted into the crowd.

OOC: The guns will have no fignerprints as B.R fighters have their fingerpirnts remove and I am gone. I be back late tommorow or the day after that.

Gerry sudennly just stop running and fell down. His comdres never even looked back. They instead ditched their weapons into a dumpster and ran into a nearby building through a open fire exit and into a crowded mall. Their they splitted up and melted into the crowd.

OOC: The guns will have no fignerprints as B.R fighters have their fingerpirnts remove and I am gone. I be back late tommorow or the day after that.

OOC: So they tear off the skin/ burn their fingers?

OOC:They surgially remove them. I know that a techongly that will be possible in a few years(might already be). But if not. Burned them off. :P

The team quickly moved towards the man and secured the area. The officer took his satellite telephone and called a number.

"Sir,We got one." The officer said.

"Yes sir...Yes sir, The cops should be here any moment...Yes sir.." He continued.

"Roger that,See you there." Then he ended the conversation.

"Ok guys, We got a truck waiting just down the alley, Grab him. We are moving out!" Then they picked up the man and ran down the alley towards the car

The President looked at the agent. "So, How are we gonna do this?"

The Javelin went right into the car and it blew up making a giant explosions.

Meanwhile the van pulled of and 6 men jumped out in full armor suits with Land Warrior Systems,GPS and Satellite tracking the blocks around the area. They also launched a portable UAV to scan for targets.

"Let's go!!" Said the officer while he loaded his XM29.

They had digital visual on their targets and were moving in on them. They turned around a corner and saw one of them running. The officer stopped and raised his XM29 and shot a 20mm Non-Lethal grenade that airbursted right over.

((OOC: YOur nation doesn't have the money to have satellite systems. Nor does it have the money to support an entire military equipped with such, unless your military is far smaller than normal, which, at your size, would be very illogical. Your maximum military capacity is 800,000 troops, and having them all equipped with LWS, portable UAVs, and GPS systems would mean you'd have to shrink it far below 800,000. However, if the LWS system is only issued to special operations units, I would understand. However, as said before, your nation cannot afford multi-satellite systems. Link to your economy: http://nstracker.org/index.php?nation=Terra_Novian_Atlantis

Also, the ability to surgically remove fingerprints has been around for years, since the 1980s, I believe. Of course, a simpler soloution would simply be to issue your troops gloves.))

((OOC: YOur nation doesn't have the money to have satellite systems. Nor does it have the money to support an entire military equipped with such, unless your military is far smaller than normal, which, at your size, would be very illogical. Your maximum military capacity is 800,000 troops, and having them all equipped with LWS, portable UAVs, and GPS systems would mean you'd have to shrink it far below 800,000. However, if the LWS system is only issued to special operations units, I would understand. However, as said before, your nation cannot afford multi-satellite systems. Link to your economy: http://nstracker.org/index.php?nation=Terra_Novian_Atlantis

Also, the ability to surgically remove fingerprints has been around for years, since the 1980s, I believe. Of course, a simpler soloution would simply be to issue your troops gloves.))

OOC: I don't see a problem that my special forces units have LWS and Portable UAVs nor GPS. Regarding satellite I can always tap into others. Also I think its possible to build a satellite for a 55 billion

EDIT: I just looked up some sites regarding prices on satellites and it can go on 50-600million per satellite and plus a shuttle about 2 billion

"My friends will be in the country in maybe anywhere from three hours to a day depending if they take the quick way or normal airlines."

OOC: I don't see a problem that my special forces units have LWS and Portable UAVs nor GPS. Regarding satellite I can always tap into others. Also I think its possible to build a satellite for a 55 billion

EDIT: I just looked up some sites regarding prices on satellites and it can go on 50-600million per satellite and plus a shuttle about 2 billion

((OOC: Special Forces, I understand that. About the satellites though; does that cost include the telescopic camera, the computers, staff, maintenance, and the ground recievers? Also, remember the costs of a Navy and Air Force. Tapping into other military satellites would essentially be a godmod, because the owner of the satellite doesn't get to say if they authorize you into it or not, and hacking it would mean they don't get a chance to launch counter-intelligence systems and whatnot.))

"My friends will be in the country in maybe anywhere from three hours to a day depending if they take the quick way or normal airlines."

The president nodded. "Now if you men don't mind, I'd like to speak to Catherine alone."

"Of course," the agent said as he left the room quickly and without a sound. He took it upon himself to stand guard outside.

((OOC: Special Forces, I understand that. About the satellites though; does that cost include the telescopic camera, the computers, staff, maintenance, and the ground recievers? Also, remember the costs of a Navy and Air Force. Tapping into other military satellites would essentially be a godmod, because the owner of the satellite doesn't get to say if they authorize you into it or not, and hacking it would mean they don't get a chance to launch counter-intelligence systems and whatnot.))

OOC: Then give me solid figures over 55 billion. Then I believe you and I take it back. Regarding My nation it has no navy since its on ice. Though the Airforce mostly consists of Cargo helicopters.

The President Looked at Catherine. He knew what he was going to say but he made sure she was comfortable. Then he asked. "Catherine could you tell me what you saw the moments before I was shot?"

OOC: Then give me solid figures over 55 billion. Then I believe you and I take it back. Regarding My nation it has no navy since its on ice. Though the Airforce mostly consists of Cargo helicopters.

((OOC: If it has no navy, then how will it send large amounts of troops to other countries? And even if your nation is on ice, there has to be an end to it, and there is most likely water underneath it. And if your Air Force has a tiny amount of fighters, you'd be extremely easy to invade or destroy, because the enemy would just have to drop napalm on certain parts of the nation. Anyways, your loss.))

OOC: Tucker you should really investigate my van for example and the giant explosion and chaos caused in your city. Also you will find my 20mm grenade.

((OOC: If it has no navy, then how will it send large amounts of troops to other countries? And even if your nation is on ice, there has to be an end to it, and there is most likely water underneath it. And if your Air Force has a tiny amount of fighters, you'd be extremely easy to invade or destroy, because the enemy would just have to drop napalm on certain parts of the nation. Anyways, your loss.))

OOC: I want to see someone burn through kilometers of ice. Good luck,You are still avoiding my other question.

OOC: Tucker you should really investigate my van for example and the giant explosion and chaos caused in your city. Also you will find my 20mm grenade.

OOC: I'm confused about the van stuff!

OOC:Can I be funding the terrorists?

OOC: I'm confused about the van stuff!

OOC:I persued their car. We went into one of your cities where it ended with a missile blew up their car. My Strike force left their van at the blowed up car. You don't know who my guys are so you could investigate. I think the police would notice a missile explosion in a major city :)

OOC: I want to see someone burn through kilometers of ice. Good luck,You are still avoiding my other question.

((OOC: It doesn't have to burn through. The heat would send cracks through the ice, and that often leads to the ice breaking.

I addressed your other question with "Your Loss", which is to say that sacrificing your navy for a satellite is a bad idea.

EDIT: Also, there are nations with the firepower to turn entire CONTINENTS to plate glass. KRaven Corporation actually did so once.))

OOC:Can I be funding the terrorists?

OOC: Yea

((OOC: It doesn't have to burn through. The heat would send cracks through the ice, and that often leads to the ice breaking.

I addressed your other question with "Your Loss", which is to say that sacrificing your navy for a satellite is a bad idea.))

OOC: Point taken but Its highly unlikely.

OOC: Point taken but Its highly unlikely.

OOC: It is actually plausible, with the right kind of explosive the sudden temperature change would cause the ice to crack. Plus, if your on ice, with no land, do you make money from fish and blubber and such alone? Cause things llike oil, not to mention the metals and other materials needed to build up a nation would be on actual land.
OOC2: Okay, who's going to make the OOC: thread? Should I?

OOC: It is actually plausible, with the right kind of explosive the sudden temperature change would cause the ice to crack. Plus, if your on ice, with no land, do you make money from fish and blubber and such alone? Cause things llike oil, not to mention the metals and other materials needed to build up a nation would be on actual land.
OOC2: Okay, who's going to make the OOC: thread? Should I?

OOC1: Well this isn't about my nation now. We shouldn't discuss wether my nation is on ice or not. Its not like EVERY single city is on ice.
http://i116.photobucket.com/albums/o32/noffe/TerraNovianAtlantis.jpg

OOC2: My Nation owns a large island at the equator which furfills the needs by daily air transportation.

OOC3: Yes please..

OOC1: Well this isn't about my nation now. We shouldn't discuss wether my nation is on ice or not. Its not like EVERY single city is on ice.
http://i116.photobucket.com/albums/o32/noffe/TerraNovianAtlantis.jpg

OOC2: My Nation owns a large island at the equator which furfills the needs by daily air transportation.

OOC3: Yes please..

OOC1: Its up so we can continue this there
OOC2: Thankyou because without that picture your nation's structure made no sense to me.

The President Looked at Catherine. He knew what he was going to say but he made sure she was comfortable. Then he asked. "Catherine could you tell me what you saw the moments before I was shot?"

Catherine snapped out of her little daze to hear the question. "Well, I-I didn't see much. I was asking you those questions. Before I said anything, though, the entire time actually, there were a couple of men I thought looked... suspicious. I mean, I mean, not like reporters. One of them looked like he was trying really hard to fit in, you know? Like if he didn't, he'd stand out and be obvious. I don't know, I mean, I've seen a lot of that; I deal with people all the time. Don't know if it really means anything, though.

"Um, what's going on exactly?" Her eyes darted around the room again.

Catherine snapped out of her little daze to hear the question. "Well, I-I didn't see much. I was asking you those questions. Before I said anything, though, the entire time actually, there were a couple of men I thought looked... suspicious. I mean, I mean, not like reporters. One of them looked like he was trying really hard to fit in, you know? Like if he didn't, he'd stand out and be obvious. I don't know, I mean, I've seen a lot of that; I deal with people all the time. Don't know if it really means anything, though.

"Um, what's going on exactly?" Her eyes darted around the room again.

The President didn't know who he could trust so he just replied with a quick, "A terrorist attack."

The agent pulled out his phone again and this time called some friends. "Yeah, hey. You know bloody well who it is. Yeah it's me, you know of what happened here on Tucker...? Yup, yeah. Okay then you heard from him? Okay good. You're on your way to help? Good good. Alright then, bring the stuff. Okay then, bye." He hung up and put the phone away.

Official Communication from the President of the United States of Kinstantia

The United States of Kinstantia
Office of the President of the United States
1 Presidential Avenue
Keilvarga, Kinstantia, CMD 100

To: Tucker Island

We are saddened to hear of the terrorism going on in your nation. We await word that your President is alive and well. We do wish to speak to the President, or whomever may be filling in for him while he recovers from his wounds to talk about potentially sending aid to your nation.

The United States of Kinstantia stands with the people of Tucker Island is full support of their rights as a free and sovereign nation.

Signed,

Nathaniel J Tempest,
President, The United States of Kinstantia

Dear Mr. Tempest,

Thank You for your support. I am fine but that is top secret at the moment. I would be glad if you would send aid. We do not fully know who or what we're dealing with. I would actually like to speak to you in person. I am in Mikestown Hospital, room 114.
Best Regards,
President Burkley

Dear Mr. Tempest,

Thank You for your support. I am fine but that is top secret at the moment. I would be glad if you would send aid. We do not fully know who or what we're dealing with. I would actually like to speak to you in person. I am in Mikestown Hospital, room 114.
Best Regards,
President Burkley

OOC: That's beyond incredibly risky.

The Spire, Magna Polis

"We've intercepted a message from Tucker Island's president, who was believed to be dead. Lack of encryption and the fact that his exact location is in the message shows he has a death wish. Shall we be kind as to grant it, Grand Commander?"

This was a message that flashed on GRIFFITH-II's computer screen, in a fine digital wording.

"Yes."

Internal Message to the Special Tactics Force HQ, the Spire

MISSION TYPE: SILENT IMPERIALISM
OBJECTIVE: MURDER PRESIDENT TUCKER AND OTHER HIGH COMMAND OF THE NATION OF TUCKER ISLAND; TERRORIZE THE POPULACE; THROW THE NATION OF TUCKER ISLAND INTO ANARCHY.
PARAMETERS: YOUR PRESENCE MUST NOT BE KNOWN
EXTRAORDINARY THREATS: FOREIGN SPECIAL FORCES TROOPS; UNKNOWN TERRORIST CELLS

CIVILIANS AND FOREIGN TROOPS ARE EXPENDABLE.

OPERATION NAME: OPERATION BIG DADDY WAS A TRUCK DRIVIN' MAN

((OOC: Can I just "teleport" the Agents into one of your nation's ports? The actual way they'd arrive is via deployment from a sea vessel piloted by a Naval Officer, riding in a tiny submersible to the harbor at night, then climbing a ladder onto a dock. The submersible is then piloted back to the mother vessel.))

OOC: No teleporting!

IC: *Ring* *Ring*. The President opened his cell phone. "Yes?" he asked wearily. "I need to what, why?" that very moment an explosion went off and the whole building shook. the sound of jets was incredible. "Holy Shit!" yelled the president. Catherine screamed as the roof began to collapse. The president got up and fought the pain in his leg. He grabbed Catherine and ran out the door. There they found the agent.

OOC:Still waiting tucker

OOC: I already used you!!!

OOC:Still waiting tucker

Ooc:when!?!

The man turned, "What is it? What did you do?"

OOC: When the cop found the picture of the jet.

The man turned, "What is it? What did you do?"

"They know I'm here," the Preident yelled as he ran towards the stairs.

"Of course they do. You didn't play dead did you. Don't run, walk. Get to some secret unmarked vehicle and I'll take care of the rest."

OOC:Fine then I have to do all the hard work...

3 trucks passed by the hospital. All 3 had men with RPGs inside, and all 3 fired at the hospital. In an instant the front of the hospital had turned into a fiery mess. The trucks drove off of course.

"Of course they do. You didn't play dead did you. Don't run, walk. Get to some secret unmarked vehicle and I'll take care of the rest."

"Do you not realize that there are people outside trying to KILL me?" The president yelled. "Tell me why the hell I shouldn't run?"

((OOC: Fine...))

International Waters

Out in the middle of the ocean floated the FWS Bastard, a Backstabber-Class Stealth Deployment Ship. It carried a Covert Submersible Deployment Vessel, which was essentially a "Midget" submarine with stealth capabilities and wheels to move along the ocean floor easily. On the few sonar systems that could pick it up, it appeared to be a jagged rock. On board, a Naval Officer and seven S.T.F. Agents were jumping into the CSDV, preparing to be dropped into the depths below. Once both hatches were locked, a quiet radio set inside the submersible began to speak. "Bombing Poland in 5...4...3...2...1..."

The submersible dropped into the water, revealing the cold, dark depths of the ocean. The lightweight fans began propelling the CSDV into Tucker Territorial Waters. Once the bottom was within the CSDV's pressure tolerance, the vehicle sank like a rock. The fans stopped moving, and the treads began moving the vehicle towards Tucker Island.

"Running gathers attention. You walk, and stay behind me. First I have to do something though." The agent pulled out an SMG and cocked it. "You're old room cannot remain intact at this point."

Machine guns began to go off at the hospital. This time armored men were coming up to the building. They were wearing ralkovian made armor, G35SP to be exact. Capable of taking up to 7.65mm round, the men continued to close in as the hospital soon became surrounded by 20 armored soldiers.

"Uhh...Sir, we have company," the president said staring out a window.

Machine guns began to go off at the hospital. This time armored men were coming up to the building. They were wearing ralkovian made armor, G35SP to be exact. Capable of taking up to 7.65mm round, the men continued to close in as the hospital soon became surrounded by 20 armored soldiers.

The agent fired into the presidents room, making sure there was no one still in it. Before pulling out a grenade and promptly throwing it in, walking away as the room burst into flames. "That should get some attention, let's go find some stair. They'll have elevators covered. Unless-" His phone rang, he listened for awhile and then hung up. "A vehical tranny is on its way with an APC, you in?"

((OOC: The SIZE of the bullet doesn't matter as much, Ralkovia. It's the velocity and overall design of the bullet. For example: Most kevlar vests today can protect against 9mm handgun rounds. However, they fail against the 5.7mm round, 5.56mm rounds, and 7.62mm rounds. Also, if it protects UP TO 7.62mm bullets, does that mean that a 9mm bullet would render it useless?))

OOC:It was just a way to say AK-47s won't work on the armor

The soldiers began to get into the hospital complex. They killed anything that moved. They were under contract to kill the president, his head as worth a lot of money. The soldiers outside were waiting in a small group, if anything left the hospital they would see it and kill it. Behind them an armored car was waiting it was full of Ralkovian weapons.

Razul took the C4 and headed to the hospital complex placing it on the support beams.

The agent began making calls...
"Hello police dept? We have people shooting at the hospital! Get down here quick, hurry!"
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"Hello Fire dept, we have a fire in the hospital. The entire place looks like its gonna go up!"
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"Hello new? The hospitals being shot at by an unknown group of terrorists! There was an explosion from the president's room. I... I think he's dead!"
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"Hey boys. You gonna be here any time soon. Combat helicopter, nice. Ten minutes, jesus, I don't know how you guys do it. Peace."

The agent began making calls...
"Hello police dept? We have people shooting at the hospital! Get down here quick, hurry!"
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"Hello Fire dept, we have a fire in the hospital. The entire place looks like its gonna go up!"
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"Hello new? The hospitals being shot at by an unknown group of terrorists! There was an explosion from the president's room. I... I think he's dead!"
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"Hey boys. You gonna be here any time soon. Combat helicopter, nice. Ten minutes, jesus, I don't know how you guys do it. Peace."

"There's a helicopter coming?" asked the President.

There was an explosion. "What was that?" asked the President.

The soldiers began to leave the hospital as sirens could be heard in the distance. The men detonated the C4 and waited for a few minutes. The hospital began to fall forward as the beams were destroyed.

As the hospital began to crumble the Agent sighed in relief that they weren't too close to the damage, (OOC: With TI's approval of course, I just don't want this to end stupid fast.) "Well yeah. Dammit, the hopitals coming apart. I have friend on their way here, and transport his gonna drop a heavily armored SUV. But since that seems a little out of the question, we should get to a roof, or a window for extraction."

As the hospital began to crumble the Agent sighed in relief that they weren't too close to the damage, (OOC: With TI's approval of course, I just don't want this to end stupid fast.) "Well yeah. Dammit, the hopitals coming apart. I have friend on their way here, and transport his gonna drop a heavily armored SUV. But since that seems a little out of the question, we should get to a roof, or a window for extraction."

"Don't they have helicoptors on the roof of Hospitals?"

The police arrived and began to shoot at the men. At this point the men were trying to get away, but a lucky shot had disabled the armored car. The men began to fall back away from the hospital. Another lucky shot put Razul out of commision, it had hit him in the back of the knee. He was the last man running but now he was all alone.

The police arrived and began to shoot at the men. At this point the men were trying to get away, but a lucky shot had disabled the armored car. The men began to fall back away from the hospital. Another lucky shot put Razul out of commision, it had hit him in the back of the knee. He was the last man running but now he was all alone.

Joey got out of his patrol car and loaded his gun. He approached Razul cautiously until he realized razul had dropped his gun. "Who are you people?" yelled Joey.

"Don't they have helicoptors on the roof of Hospitals?"

OOC: Depends on you. But high speed attack helicopters are cooler. XD

OOC: Depends on you. But high speed attack helicopters are cooler. XD

OOC: Do we have the time to wait?

Razul was bleeding pretty bad. He couldn't even talk, he...the whole earth was spinning. He blacked out.

His cell phone rang again as more of the hospital began to crumble. "Well shit. C'mon, follow me," the man said as he walked through the crumbling hallways, "There's an escape exit over this way. Near the window, we can hide out in the alleyway til armor arrives. That won't be too long." He nodded, "Plus, if this place is going up like this my friends will prolly have to finish the job and make it look authentic."

Joey looked at Razul. "Hey get an ambulance over here. We have a incompassitated person over here." Joey yelled. He turned and looked at the Hospital and saw three people running around on the third floor. He started towards the hospital.

His cell phone rang again as more of the hospital began to crumble. "Well shit. C'mon, follow me," the man said as he walked through the crumbling hallways, "There's an escape exit over this way. Near the window, we can hide out in the alleyway til armor arrives. That won't be too long." He nodded, "Plus, if this place is going up like this my friends will prolly have to finish the job and make it look authentic."

The President didn't want to show it but he was scared. "Okay but that cop is looking straight at us."

The men had left leaving Razul all alone. Razul was bleeding badly. He saw a few men working on him. They had done something to his knee. He didn't feel any pain. He smiled and went back to sleep.

"As if it matters. He's a cop so he'll just have to get in on this, he's technically on our side. Now come on, here we are." The agent climbed out the window onto the fire escape, "Let's make this fast."

"As if it matters. He's a cop so he'll just have to get in on this, he's technically on our side. Now come on, here we are." The agent climbed out the window onto the fire escape, "Let's make this fast."

"Hey, who are you?" Joey yelled at the three figures, that were now climbing down the fire escape.

"Allies." Said the agent, putting his SMG away.

"Allies." Said the agent, putting his SMG away.

"Hey, you're the president." Joey yelled, pointing at President Burkley.

"Like I said, allies." As he reached the bottom his phone rang again, after a little conversation a black SUV pulled up to the allryway and stopped. "That's our ride. Cop, you need to come too. Heli's almost here and they have a payload that's for the hospital. I'll explain later but now I have to save your president."

Razul groaned at hearing the word president. What ever they had given him had worn off, he was in pain again.

"Like I said, allies." As he reached the bottom his phone rang again, after a little conversation a black SUV pulled up to the allryway and stopped. "That's our ride. Cop, you need to come too. Heli's almost here and they have a payload that's for the hospital. I'll explain later but now I have to save your president."

" It's Joey, and are you fighting the terrorists?" Joey knew that was a dumb question but it was the only way he could tell them about what he'd found.

Razul groaned at hearing the word president. What ever they had given him had worn off, he was in pain again.

OOC: You're no where near Joey anymore.

"Yes." Said the agent slowly, "Now go to the car, get in and-" He was interupted at the sound of explosions, the attack helicopter unleashed its payload and was off. "Now." He ran for the car, the door opened, a woman's face appeared, "C'mon! She said.

OOC:You do realize that you are missing out on the perfect lead, an injured terrorist.

OOC: I have to go like 30 minutes ago so... I had this in mind, jump in car drive off. Go to secreti-in-the country HQ all non-suspicious like. Make sure there's no one following, meet some more of agents friends and then I go offline. Is that okay? And therefore have my guy out of the story line for tonight so I'm not jumped while I'm away.

"Hey wait, we have a detained terrorist." Yelled Joey.

"Take him to secret service if you have one. We want to be discreet. I'll have some men pick him up later. Get in!"

OOC: I have to go like 30 minutes ago so... I had this in mind, jump in car drive off. Go to secreti-in-the country HQ all non-suspicious like. Make sure there's no one following, meet some more of agents friends and then I go offline. Is that okay? And therefore have my guy out of the story line for tonight so I'm not jumped while I'm away.

OOC: Actually let's just stop here for the night.

OOC: Fine by me, thx.

Encrypted Message

From: The Special Tactics Force
To: The Rykarian Totengeist

Hey, we found a server. Ready to play a VIP round of Counter Strike?

Heavily Encrypted Message

From: The Rykarian Totengeist
To: The Special Tactics Force

Roger that, give us the IP address.

The Spire, Magna Polis

"We've intercepted a message from Tucker Island's president, who was believed to be dead. Lack of encryption and the fact that his exact location is in the message shows he has a death wish. Shall we be kind as to grant it, Grand Commander?"

This was a message that flashed on GRIFFITH-II's computer screen, in a fine digital wording.

"Yes."

Internal Message to the Special Tactics Force HQ, the Spire

MISSION TYPE: SILENT IMPERIALISM
OBJECTIVE: MURDER PRESIDENT TUCKER AND OTHER HIGH COMMAND OF THE NATION OF TUCKER ISLAND; TERRORIZE THE POPULACE; THROW THE NATION OF TUCKER ISLAND INTO ANARCHY.
PARAMETERS: YOUR PRESENCE MUST NOT BE KNOWN
EXTRAORDINARY THREATS: FOREIGN SPECIAL FORCES TROOPS; UNKNOWN TERRORIST CELLS

CIVILIANS AND FOREIGN TROOPS ARE EXPENDABLE.

OPERATION NAME: OPERATION BIG DADDY WAS A TRUCK DRIVIN' MAN

((OOC: Can I just "teleport" the Agents into one of your nation's ports? The actual way they'd arrive is via deployment from a sea vessel piloted by a Naval Officer, riding in a tiny submersible to the harbor at night, then climbing a ladder onto a dock. The submersible is then piloted back to the mother vessel.))

OOC Just a note how the f do you know I am there.?

IC: As they heard on the police radio about an hospital being under heavy fire they quickly took a shortcut and drove towards the hospital as they heard they caught a terrorist. When they arrived at the hospital was full of cops.

"This won't be easy,Load up flash,smoke and tear boys." The captain said.

"YES SIR" Shouted all of them

"Let's go!"

"They opened all doors and threw out smoke grenades and quickly threw teargas and lastly flashbangs.

Then the men quickly moved in,They knew they only had a few minutes until the cops would get organized again. They slowly opened the front door and moved in.

OOC:Terra you searching for the captured terrorist?

OOC: Yes

OOC: you'll have to wait til TI gets back on.

OOC:Well I don't know if I was taken by the secret service...or what

OOC: That's what I mean.

OOC:I will have to be going in about 2 or 3 days and won't be back for about a week and a half

OOC: Ouch, no internet access?

OOC:There will be plenty of internet....................just no way to access it, I won't have my laptop. Maybe, just maybe I might get on Nationstates to check my issues, but as for the forum, probably not. I signed up for some leadership forum on medicine in atlanta, I get to see medicine and technology at its best not at... I think we should continue this on an OOC thread

OOC: Brought it up to the top

OOC: Brought it up to the top

OOC: Okay I'm back.

OOC:So am I with you guys? or what? I have no clue where Razul should be

OOC:So am I with you guys? or what? I have no clue where Razul should be

Joey, the President, The agent and Catherine were in the SUV driving away. Joey watched as the secret service loaded Razul into their vehicle.

As they were searching the hospital they got information from UAV and Satellite that a vehicle is loading on a unkown man in a car. The men quickly reassembled and ran towards the car.

The agent smiled, the girl hopped into the farthest back seat to make some room for them. The driver, a man wearing a similar uniform started speaking, "So this is the one you wanted out?" He said in a british accent, the agent nodded, "Yeah. We're good right?" The driver nodded, "Tinted windows and an SUV, the extra armor is jst the stuff we decided to replace the orignial exo-skeleton with. Painted Yelow with flames just to give it the civilian look." The agent laughed, the girl in the back spoke up, "So then, to the secret HQ it is." The driver looked ahead, "Damn company." The agent nodded, "Hit it. And be discreet." The SUV pulled off at decent speed like a normal vehicle. The glass was bulletproof like any secure car. The agnet and the girl readied weapons just in case as did the driver, a pistol and grenade in his lap.

OOC: The agent jumped into the front seat to make room. So two people in front, three in back, one behind them.... yeah that works with the laws of physics.

OOC Just a note how the f do you know I am there.?

IC: As they heard on the police radio about an hospital being under heavy fire they quickly took a shortcut and drove towards the hospital as they heard they caught a terrorist. When they arrived at the hospital was full of cops.

"This won't be easy,Load up flash,smoke and tear boys." The captain said.

"YES SIR" Shouted all of them

"Let's go!"

"They opened all doors and threw out smoke grenades and quickly threw teargas and lastly flashbangs.

Then the men quickly moved in,They knew they only had a few minutes until the cops would get organized again. They slowly opened the front door and moved in.

((OOC: Not you specifically. We just know that there are foreign troops in Tucker Island.))

Heavily Encrypted Message

From: The Rykarian Totengeist
To: The Special Tactics Force

Roger that, give us the IP address.

Encrypted Message

From: The Special Tactics Force
To: The Rykarian Totengeist

[Map with rendezvous point attached]

Server name is FWS Traitor. It doesn't show on the server list, but you will receive an invite from the admin. We'll be the Terrorists. Tucker Island's defense forces will be the Counter Terrorists, and President Tucker will be the VIP.

Heavily Encrypted Message

From: The Rykarian Totengeist
To: The Special Tactics Force

Affirmative, joining server.



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Time: ???
Location: Out at sea

The Bredtvet class cutter bobbed and weaved through the waves, it's engines reaching maximum capacity as they were trying to arrive on location quickly.

The mood on the ship was calm, despite the mission these men were selected to embark on.

An entire fireteam of Totengeist operators sat aboard the vessel, Cleaning and preparing their FG84 Assault rifles for the mission at hand and discussing their plan of attack for the mission. one Operator had his rifle set in a sniper configuration, Two other operators had theirs set for standard assault rifle configuration, The other in Support configuration, And the last man was in support configuration, His heavy RT-20 Anti-material sniper rifle slung over his back.

These men were the best the Führer had to offer, Genetically modified soldiers Trained from birth, born through the fires of combat, They were trained to work together and look out for each other as brothers would, no matter their numbers, Combat is simply all they know and all they live for.

They were equipped with their standard TG Medium armor combat suits, or MACS For short. Their vests, Kneepads, leggings, and helmets holding 2X The standard amount of protective plating then an infantryman, Add that to their overall undersuits made from a ballistic gel, And they were essentially unstoppable.



They were set to arrive at the given coordinates shortly.

The FWS Traitor

"That'll be our Rykarian contact. They should be within telescopic visual range right now..."

The FWS Traitor was another Backstabber-class Stealth Ship, with another CSDV ready to be deployed. It was black, virtually impossible to see in the ocean. It began moving to the Rykarian cutter, slicing through the swells as it smoothly moved across the water's surface.

It was close enough to be seen by the Rykarians now, but they knew it was the Traitor. The ship moved alongside the cutter. A crewman put down a metal "plank" so that it would serve as a bridge between the two vessels.

Out at sea, side by side with The FWS Traitor

The men stood up, grabbing their backpacks full of equipment and their rifles.
one of them quickly pulled up his balaclava, puking onto the floor below him. "I hate the fucking ocean!" he shouted, the other men simply laughed as they began to walk over to the metal plank, and started to cross over onto the GWO Vessel.

The Lieutenant incharge of the men went first, stepping aboard the GWO Vessel with a loud clank as his boots hit the metal deck for the first time, Closely followed by the other 4 under his command.

FWS Traitor

After the Rykarians boarded, a crewman pulled the metal bridge up. The Captain of the ship greeted them and had them follow him to the CSDV.

"This is how you'll be transport to Tucker Island. It's small, but it can fit up to 14 troops, along with the pilot. Surely you already know your objectives, so just jump in there. Lieutenant Swoop is already in the vessel, and all preparations are complete."

FWS Traitor

All the men nodded in almost perfect sync, And hopped down into the CSDV one by one.

The quiet radio of the CSDV began.

"Bombing Poland in 5...4...3...2...1..."

The CSDV dropped into the water, allowing the Totengeist operatives to see the near pitch black water outside. A Hammerhead shark swam by with a 60 pound tuna in its mouth.

The CSDV sank for a few seconds before moving forward. After about an hour of this, the sea floor was visible. The vessel sank to the bottom, lightly bouncing as it impacted. A light came on, showing any obstacles in the way of the submersible. A beach was visible, and the CSDV rolled up the wet sand, exposing the top of it. "This is where you get out. The S.T.F. has a team in this city, but they are not setting a rendezvous. Instead, they will occasionally contact you via radio. Good luck."

Dock Area

Seeing as nobody was watching, the S.T.F. Agents quietly climbed onto the jetty. A single civilian stood by a chain link fence, most likely a private security guard. One of the Agents quickly withdrew their MI-P57, which already had a silencer affixed. With one shot, a 5.7mm bullet tore through the guard's head. The seven men cut through the chainlink fence and took off into the city.

Shore line

The Lieutenant nodded. "Thanks for the ride, Lets go men!" he said. He began to climb out of the hatch, Viewing the dark, desolate, moonlit shoreline around him as he hopped into waist-deep water, his 4 companions quickly following.

The men stormed onto the beach, covering all flanks as they approached a small treeline and took cover, scanning their surroundings. The commander looked down at his GPS, Figuring their exact location as his men covered him. He quickly leaned up and scanned what he could see of the horizon, looking for landmarks.

"Alright." He said, Pointing to the north "Three Klicks that way is where we gotta be." He pointed to the west "The docks are over there somewhere, forget them, Lets move." The men nodded to their commander. "Remember, Primary objective is to help the STF with the assassination." The Lieutenant spoke, Pausing as giving his surroundings a quick look. "Secondary objective, Cause damage to civilian infrastructure, To help with silent imperialism." A few of the men chuckled as they continued their journey towards the city.

OOC:How about we wait until Ralkviona gets back? Its only a week or so.

OOC: Heh, that's a while.

OOC:Yes,but it be a better RP,but then again,everybody might lose interset...and I hadn't really posted here due to a lack of time. What does everybody else think?

OOC: I can wait

OOC:Go on without me....I is sad-zors

I feel special though....I have tommorow and (maybe)the next day to play

OOC: So...what are we doing?

OOC:I have tommorow to play and thats it

OOC: I jus wanna know if I can drive off already.

((OOC: We gotta wait for Tucker...))