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Directorate Headquarters

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The Director sat in his office overlooking the capital, when his adviser entered. "Things are going well, Sir," the adviser said.
"Are you sure?" asks the Director.
"Yes the people will listen to anything we say, and if they don't, they're too fat and lazy to do anything about it."
"Good, Good, implement stage two of the plan."
"Yes, Sir."

Red Square

The Director stood on a stage, and began his speech.

My people, we have come far in the past 10 years, but we have much farther to go. Our nation has grown strong and powerful. But to achieve these goals, cutbacks must be made. First of all, we will be reducing the fruit and vegetable crops as more land is needed for development. Second, due to budget issues, the following programs are being cut from all schools, health, P.E., and sports programs. Third, a curfew is being imposed, to reduce crime, as such, all children must be indoors after 4 p.m.. We will also be reducing healthcare spending, but that should not be an issue, as our nation is very healthy, and we do not need as much. We are also moving control of all orphanages to the military, and dissolving the Department of Children Services. We are also eliminating the civilian police and fire services, as the military will be taking over these duties. As such, we will be making a slight increase in military funding. I hope you all understand the necessity of our actions, as they are essential to the survival of our nation. There are those out there who wish to see our Communist regime fail. They may say that it is because we are bad, evil and cruel, but those are lies to hide their true feelings, fear. They fear our successful Communism, because, their leaders know that if their people see Communism working, that they will want Communism too, and then, those leaders will lose their status, and will no longer be able to hold their people down. We must succeed, for our success will show the world that Communism works, and then they will rebel, and over throw the Capitalist Pigs. We also must be ready for attack, for that is the Capitalist last resort for dealing with successful Communists.

The crowd began chanting, "Director! Director! Director!" as the Director left the stage, and walked to his custom built Executive Motors (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=556713) EX-II Chauffeur Line Luxury Vehicle.

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The Spire, Magna Polis

The recent Communist action was simply watched and acknowledged the the GWO. However, the report simply went into a file and was placed in a file cabinet, where it officially was never read again.

Secretly, the GWO had other plans.

Special Tactics Force Mission File

MISSION TYPE: SILENT IMPERIALISM
OBJECTIVES: ASSASSINATE KELNORIEM LEADERS; SPARK A REBELLION WITH TERROR AND PROPAGANDA
THREATS: KELNORIEM DEFENSE FORCES

CIVILIANS ARE EXPENDABLE.

In front of the Spire, behind the Spire Entrance Building

If one were to actually watch what goes on around the massive tower, they would notice a group of 30 men clad in stark black armor. If they were really interested, they would most likely look closer and notice that they were Special Tactics Force Agents. In front of the thirty men stood three men and 21 more Agents. The three men were Heinrich Slaag, the leader of the S.T.F., a Major who had selected these 30 men from a group of 500, and the last one was Grand Commander GRIFFITH-II himself. Four APCs that resembled M113s sat by.

Slowly, Slaag and GRIFFITH-II began pacing through the perfect formation of Agents, glancing over each one, inspecting them. After they were done, Slaag and GRIFFITH-II walked off in another direction and began talking quietly. Afterwards, GRIFFITH-II proceeded back to the Spire, followed by 14 of the Agents. Slaag whispered into the Major's ear, and the Major immediately shouted to the 30 Agents, "Embark!"

And so they did, boarding each APC. Once they were all packed in, the APCs took off for Magna Polis Military Harbor #5, where the Backstabber-class Stealth ship, the FWS Traitor would take them to Kelnoriem.

Directorate Headquarters

The Director sat in his chair at the head of the Table of Advisers. This was where the decisions that shaped the Exalted Intellectual Fiefdom of Kelnoriem were made. The Director normally presided over these meetings.

"Things are going well, Sir," said the Adviser of Military Affairs, Mr. Jamison. "Starting at before the age of 1 with training our soldiers has proven effective, as the first subjects are entering service. We have determined that we will no longer need the former soldiers within 3 years. Right now we have 75,000 15 year olds, who have been training for service for at the least 14 years, and are in peek physical condition. We estimate that by the age 17 we should start seeing those that are suited for officer positions, at which point we can promote those that are deemed right for the position, and retire the last of the 'old guard.' This marks a great day in our history!"

"Very good, very good," replied the Director, quite please with the Soldiers progress. "Mr. Suklov, how are things going with your project?"

"Oh, the project is going quite well," said Mr. Suklov, Adviser of Health Services. "The statistics are coming in now, and our advertising programs are working. The average citizen believes that being outside any longer than is absolutely necessary is very hazardous to his health because of the quote unquote 'toxic gases' in the air. They are following high fat, high sugar diets, as outlined in our 'food guide square'. They spend an average of 8 hours a day sitting on their couches, watching our 'health education programing'. We are targeting them young too, we have cut gym, and health programs, and the school lunches are now all you can eat. Children are encouraged to participate in sedentary activities, watching television, playing video games, and computer games. We have also laced high fat snack foods with nicotine, making them more addictive to children. In all, the general population is fat, lazy, and incapable of resisting our will, even if they wanted to, they would stand no chance against our highly trained, physically fit, completely loyal troops."

"You have done well, Mr. Suklov," the Director said, a smile on his face. "What do you have to say Mr. Tibels?"

"The general public would never attempt to rebel," said Mr. Tibels, Adviser of Propaganda. "We have the population well inundated with television, radio, and billboard advertising. The average citizen would walk through a minefield blindfolded, if you gave them the order."

"This is all very good," the Director continued. "Now, Miss Jezebel, how go things below ground?"

"Things are going quite well," replied Miss Jezebel, Adviser of Manual Labor. "The men below ground are working quite hard. The steroids are working quite well in enhancing their strength, but they are limiting their lifespans, the average age of a worker is down to 32. We are ensure that they do not become too intelligent, and that they are kept segregated from the general population. In all production is up 110%."

"I know one of you has bad news, one of you always has bad news," said the Director, grumbling, knowing that the bad news was most likely going to come from his next adviser, the one he needed bad news from the least. "Mr. Harper?"

"Well, sir," Mr. Harper, the Adviser of Foreign Affairs, started, "it appears as if the international community sees us as just another Ultra-National Communist nation."

International Waters outside of Kelnoriem

The FWS Traitor was cutting through the swells like a knife. The black paintjob of the ship blended in perfectly with the water, and the ship was virtually invisible to radar.

On board the ship, three Clandestine Submersible Deployment Vessels sat. One sat on a hook concealed inside the ship, while the other two were being towed by external "arms" attached to the ship. The ship wasn't made for holding three CSDVs, but the GWO was known for its improvising skills.

In each CSDV sat 10 Agents, for a total of 30 men. Inside each of them, a quiet, somewhat soothing radio went off.

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

The small vehicles dropped into the water, sinking for a few seconds before their spotlights and propellers turned on. The engines were solar powered, and had been storing energy for the entire trip.

The CSDVs were somewhat sonar resistant, but if they were detected, they would appear to be a natural object underwater, such as a shark or a large octopus.

The CSDVs slowly entered the territorial waters of Kelnoriem, sinking down to the rising ocean floor. They bumped into the ground before their fans turned off, and the rubber treads began moving them towards the shore, which was still more than a mile away.

Directorate Headquarters

The meeting was now over, but the Director's job was never finished. Next on his agenda, a gala event, a Liberty Ball in Baldidom. He rarely like such events, but the nation did have a poor international image, and he figured the only way to solve that problem would be to mingle, as he would. It was a short stroll from the Palace to his waiting aircraft, a B-52 bomber, converted for VIP transport. As the plane lifted off, he decided to take a nap, as it would be hours before they arrived at their destination.

Waters off the Coast of Kelnoriem

It was early in the morning, but that did not stop fishermen from their work. They were emptying lobster traps. One boat was positioned above where one of the Grand World Order submersibles was. Just as the submersible was passing under the ship, they lowered one of the lobster traps they had emptied, back to the ocean floor, exactly where the Grand World Order submersible was heading.

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Encrypted Official Jimzrawayin Communique

To:Commander Fox of the Black Eagles
From:Ruler Charles Kain of Jimzraway
Re:Operation "Black Night"
Encryption Level:9 (Maximum Encryption)

Commander Fox,
The time has come for Operation Black Night to be carried out. The test Nation this time is to be Kelnoriem. Recently, the ruler of this nation, known as "The Director" has begun to throw his power around much more freely then before. After intercepting numerous encrypted inter-nation communiques, we have found that not only is he committing gross Humans-Rights violations, but his army is becoming a little too powerful for our liking. I know you don't need reasons to follow your orders, but some of your men might. You are to take a 4 man team, not counting yourself, into the nation immediately, as The Director is currently out of the Nation. Get into the Palace, and wait for his return. Upon his arrival, you are to execute The Director, and then destroy a large chunk of the Palace. We also have information that other Nations are carrying out similar operations. We can blame any collateral on them. One of our Black-Hawks is waiting to take you and your men in as soon as you are ready.
Gods Speed,
Charles Kain
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Fox closed the message that had appeared on his personal computer. He had his orders. He stood, grabbed his already prepared Operations Equipment, checked his weapons and ammo, and motioned for his pre-selected team to move out. They had known this Operation was coming, they just weren't sure exactly when. The Black Eagles were Jimzraway's Black Operations Unit, only the Ruler and Secretary of War knew of their existence. The men grabbed their gear, one of them taking a large duffel bag in addition to the standard gear, and they headed for the Black Hawk. Inside the duffel bag was a custom made bomb, special for this mission. It was loaded with napalm, ready to burn anything it came in contact with to ashes. As the men clambered aboard the chopper, it began to take off. They had a 5 man team in total. Fox, the Commander and Sniper of the team. Jackson, the Demolitions man. Grant, a wizard with Assault Rifles. Hughes, the Techie of the group, and Poloski, the "boom" man. He made things go boom, quite often. The team had carried out many missions with each other in the past...little did they know that this would be so, very different then any of their prior assassinations...

Kelnoriem Territorial Waters

"Ahh shit..." mumbled the Lieutenant piloting the CSDV.

He kept moving the CSDV forward, hoping the net-cutter would penetrate the lobster trap. If not, hopefully the treads would do a number on it.

The net cutter clanked against the trap's side, grinding into it. The sides were almost too strong for the cutter. It would take a few minutes before the cutter went through.

The S.T.F. Agents were calm, despite knowing that they were in a lobster trap. If they were brought up, they'd simply have to kill off the ship's crew and send it on its way to international waters.

Kelnoriem Territorial Waters

The fisher man was surprised when the buoy for the trap started moving towards land, but before he made a decision about it, it stopped, and he decided it was just his imagination, running away with him. He went back to fishing.

Coastal town of Twinerty

In the town nearby, the sun was rising, and the town was coming to life. The electronic trams were struggling to haul the overweight citizens to work. Others were at home, finishing their government recommended breakfast of eggs, pancakes, waffles, hashbrowns, bacon, sausage, cereal, whole milk, orange juice, buttered toast, grits, and biscuits with gravy. No one suspected anything was wrong.