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A Hostile Takeover, Coup in Jimzraway! [Open within reason, MT]

Jimzraway
03-09-2008, 02:29
Helzand Military Complex. 90 miles north of Jimzrawayin Capital,0500

Helzand, Jimzraway's biggest military installation, home to forces from all three branches of the services, was quiet, just like every other morning. The men would be awoken in exactly thirty minutes, and the day's routines would begin. The night patrol's and guards would be relieved of duty, the Air Force would begin it's daily training regimens, as would the Army and Navy. Everything was fine. Or so it seemed. At the north east corner of the base, a hole the size of a man wearing special operations gear had been cut in the perimeter fence. Three guards lay dead, and the outer sensors, as well as the outer cameras, had been momentarily disabled, seemingly just a glitch in the power flow. A group of 6 men approached the secondary wall separating the installation from the rest of the world. This scene was similar to that taking place in the south west corner. There, 5 guards had been slain, and 6 men approached the wall. As the two teams reached their destinations, ropes were dropped from the top of the wall down to the team on the ground. The two teams climbed these ropes, and were greeted by similar groups of men, all clad in the same equipment. That of the Jimzrawayin Special forces. There were already three more teams, each of 12 men, inside the complex. They hadn't needed to sneak in, because they were already stationed there.The teams reformed into smaller, 3 man teams, and began to move towards their objectives. Each objective had four teams assigned to it, one from each entry point. The objectives were to seize the main hanger for the Air Force, to seize the man docking station for the Navy, to seize the tank hangers from the Army, and finally, to seize the base's main control center.

The first three sets of teams met with little to no resistance, as only the night crew's were on guard. Most military bases would still have full staff on guard at night, but because of the size of the forces, the defensive positioning within a canyon, and the sheer size of the base itself, it was felt as though so many resources were not needed to protect it 24 hours a day. The only exception to this rule was the main control room. The assault happened quickly. The guards stationed outside the building that control was located in were very easily taken down. They weren't expecting an attack, some had even nodded off to sleep. The men then used clearance codes known only to the highest ranking officers in the armed forces to open the external doors. The second set of doors would be more complicated, but not impossible. Moving quietly, but swiftly, the teams disabled all cameras and sensors in the outer corridors. They had the man who had designed the system with them. There were no guards in the outer hallways, the one serious security flaw in the entire building. As all four teams reached the main entry way into the control room, there was only one, two men from each team began planting highly explosive charges on the door. If the resulting explosion from said charges wasn't enough to bring down the door, it would be more then enough to weaken it enough that a second set of charges would easily bring it down.


Both sets of teams moved around the corner from the blast area, and triggered the charges. The resulting blast not only destroyed the door, but took down the guards on the other side, as well as a small portion of the wall directly across from the door. When the team's stormed the room, the people inside were still stunned from the sheer blast of sound from the explosion, that they were all easily either taken down, or in the case of the specialists running certain machines, told to get back to work or die. The leader of one of the teams, the man who actually was the leader of the whole group, removed the mask covering his face. His blonde, close cropped hair, steel gray eyes, and arrogant smile instantly gave his identity away. He has Dimiti Kain, younger brother of the Ruler of Jimzraway, Charles Kain. He instructed some of his men to prepare for transmission of the prerecorded video message that would be sent to all of Jimzraway at 0800. One of the guards who should have been dead, still seemed to cling to life. He crawled towards Kain's feet. "You...will never succeed. The forces stationed here...are greater then any force you could...have brought." Dimitri laughed in a giddy, almost school boy sort of way. "I suppose since you're going to die in a moment anyway, I can tell you. The forces stationed here are loyal to ME. They have been for a year and a half now. Ever since I got the position of Special Operations Director, I've been recruiting every man in this base. Except the guards, all of whom my brother hand picked. I knew none of you would turn. But you're all dead now, so that's no longer a problem. Good bye." With that, the traitor pulled out his Five-seveN pistol, and put three rounds into the mans head.


As the men of the various forces awoke, they were greeted by two or three men from the team that had assaulted the complex. They were told they had a new commander in chief, and anyone who disagreed would be shot on the spot. Only 2 men were killed, both Air Force pilots who had been personal friends with Charles Kain. After all men had been accounted for, and the bodies of the two pilots, and the over 30 guards killed in the night were disposed of, the men of the collective known as the Jimzrawayin Military were gathered in the various auditoriums spread around the complex. Usually reserved for lectures during training, all were packed full to sit and wait for Dimiti Kain's message to be broadcast to the world.

All televisions, broadcast screens, and radios around Jimzraway, 0800
On screens across Jimzraway, the face of the man known only as the presidents troubled little brother appeared, his arrogant smile magnified hugely on the giant monitors on almost every street. On the radio, all transmissions were overridden as he began to speak. "Peoples of Jimzraway! As you receive this message, the main military base of operations inside of Jimzraway,Helzand, has been captured. As many of you know, my name is Dimiti Kain, brother of the current ruler of Jimzraway, Charles Kain. Today I stand before you, before all of you, to ask you a question. It is a very simple question, but one that we all must answer. Why. Why, for the past 9 years, have we allowed this tyrant to rule our country? Why, for all these years, have we stood by and done NOTHING as this man whores out our nation's resources to corporations and companies, not only within our borders, but within foreign, unknown lands? Well, I'll tell you why. Because we've been lied to. We have had the "wool pulled over our eyes" so to speak. My brother has controlled this nation with fear, corruption, and lies for the entire time he has held office in this land of ours! From small town mayor, to Ruler of Jimzraway, he has used intimidation and power mongering to remain in control. Today, I offer you a second chance. A chance for Jimzraway to not only be a military and economic powerhouse, but to also be a land were people can live as they wish! Not be told what to do by the government, not be ruled by liars and cheaters, but to be ruled by a benevolent, kind, loving emperor. I of course, am speaking about ME! Once my brother has been removed from power, I will take over, and give you the freedom you want! Anyone who opposes me will be stricken down, along with the government currently in charge. I give you, the citizens, an option. Join the new, Empire of Jimzraway, help take down the oppressive government, and be known as a hero forever! Or, oppose me. Side with the men still in power, and die defending something that needs to be destroyed. The choice is yours. If you get to Helzand Military Base within the next 12 hours, you will be taken in. After 12 hours, anyone seen approaching will be considered an enemy of freedom, and will be struck down. Helzand is the birth place of the Empire...and the birthplace, of YOUR FREEDOM!" The transmission ended, the new symbol of the empire, a sword through the earth, appeared on the screen. The Revolution had begun.
Oblivion2
03-09-2008, 03:07
OOC: Tag for intrest...
Jimzraway
03-09-2008, 03:13
((OOC: Common...someone join? Please? Either as citizens, a nation offering support to either side...for now I'll be rping t he main Rebels and the Government, but I might turn the rebels over at some point if you can help them seize the capital city, which comes next.))
Ursava
03-09-2008, 03:32
It was rainy, cold, and generally unpleasant out at sea as the UNV Herrmanm, Virginia-class submarine made it’s way at approximately twenty feet below the sea-level. Inside the main deployment bay was two men…just two. This was an extreme difference from the six to twelve members of the White Shield normally deployed by Ursava for covert situations. Instead it was simply two men.

Then as they deployed, they swam to the surface and pulled themselves on to the shoreline of Jimzraway as quickly as they possibly could. They sprinted to a nearby natural ditch where they opened the waterproof bags that held their most sensitive equipment. As the did so it became more and more apparent what they were.


An environment-appropriate camouflaged M21.
A thermal vision scope.
Two ghillie suits.


Snipers, plain and simple.

They were White Shield snipers, elite men trained for some of the worst conditions in the world while still able to get their shots off. Rajmund Lendvai was the shooter and his spotter was a young woman called Cintia Mezei. The two soldiers grabbed their equipment and moved from the ditch to their unstated destination.
Oblivion2
03-09-2008, 03:33
OOC: I suppose I could join, but if you could, can you explain in the RP the difference that the two brothers have in terms of their government styles.
Jimzraway
03-09-2008, 04:03
((OOC: I will. I'm getting around to writing Charles Kain's response speech.))
Jimzraway
03-09-2008, 05:16
Underground Bunker, Exact Location Unknown, 0800

Charles Kain and Roy Campbell, the two most powerful men in the Jimzrawayin Government watched as Dimiti's message was broadcast all over Jimzraway. Charles pressed a button on the remote when it was done, and placed the remote back down on the table, very calmly. He then, very calmly, got up, and poured himself a glass of bourbon, then sat back down. He sipped the drink, then placed it down on the table. He then turned and looked at Roy Campbell, who sat there, simply shaking his head in disgust. "Well Charles...he's really gone and done it, hasn't he? I mean, I can't say I say it coming. No one could have...he really seemed to have turned his act around after that botched OP on Tucker Island...he had the name Fox revoked after that, didn't he? Then, he got the Director job...he must've used it to-" Charles's fist slammed down onto the table, the glass of Bourbon fell over. "I KNOW DAMNIT! I KNOW! It's MY fault he got the job...my fault this is happening...damnit..." A man approached the table and wiped up the spilled liquor, then took away the now broken glass. "I need to send out a broadcast...now." He motioned to one of his aide's. "Get the office backdrop ready...no one can know I'm in the bunker." The aide rushed out and began readying things. Roy Campbell spoke again. "We won't have time to get a speech ready...I suppose you're going off the cuff?" Kain just nodded.

Underground Bunker, Broadcast Room, 0900
Charles Kain sat behind an exact replica of his desk, with a back drop identical to that of the real Office of the President, and prepared to go on air. The man behind the camera motioned to another man, who began to cont down. "We go live in 4...3...2...1...you're on." The red light clicked on on the camera's side. Charles hand's were folded on the desk infront of him.
"People of Jimzraway...no doubt you have all heard the message put forth earlier this morning by my younger brother. He is a delusional, troubled man. Anything he has said, and anything he does say in response to this is a total lie. He has, as he said, taken control of Helzand and the forces stationed there. He has also killed 32 men who refused to join him in his sick and twisted plot. He posed questions to you earlier, and offered you answers. The answers he has offered, the accusations he has made, all are total lies. Allow me to give you the true answers to these "questions". I only outsource our various and ample resources so that WE may live better! We live in a Socialist Nation, I only exist as a figure head of the people. What my brother is suggesting, is a totalitarian Empire! He promises you freedom, equality...you already have these! Just as everything else he has said...these "promises" are LIES! I ask you, my people...no, the People of Jimzraway...stand against this domestic threat! No enemy has ever been able to stop us...and no enemy ever will! Even those within the Motherland itself! Stand with me my people...show these fools what being a Jimzrawayin really is!" The transmission from the underground bunker cut out. This broadcast had been sent to not only Jimzrawayin homes, screens, and radios, but devices throughout the world. Now only time would tell. His brother controlled 1/3 of the nation's military, was within striking range of the capital, and already held the most strongly fortified position in the nation.
What would happen next would be decided by the people, and by other nations of the world...
Tolvan
03-09-2008, 06:02
News of the coup in progress in Jimzraway had reached the Commonwealth fairly quickly. Tolvan had no real interests in the region and thus the normal reaction of deploying a naval force to patrol the area was unnecessary. Nevertheless the Government opted to keep an eye on things discretely. As Tolvan had no embassy in Jimzraway, it had no intelligence assets to speak of in country, this required the deployment of NOCOs (Non-Official Cover Operatives) to Jimzraway. The NDI had sent messages to its three closest agents, ordering them to head to Jimzraway. Their orders to stay quiet and gather intelligence.

Jimzrawayin Capital
1320 Hours

The flight in had taken just four hours. The NOCO's name for this mission was Pete Riley, that wasn't his real name of course, he seldom went back by his birth name these days. Pete picked up his luggage and hailed a cab for the short ride to his hotel. While he rode he checked his e-mail through his PDA. There was only one new message.


TO: PRiley@Hawkes.tol
FROM: Snake136@tolmail.tol

RE: Fishing Trip

Sorry bud, I gotta postpone the trip. Heading out of town on the 7th for three weeks. I'll catch when I get back.


Riley didn't bother to reply, the message told him all he needed to know.
Aperture Science
03-09-2008, 06:06
Greetings and Wishes of an Extended Lifespan,

It is the greatest pleasure of Aperture Science to offer the assistance of the Aperture Science Weapons Division to assist in helping you help us help you all. As concepts of morality and political issues prevent us from selling to both sides, it has been determined that the current government is most friendly to our interests and will be pleased to receive shipments of weapons and other devices which will assist in the crushing of a local rebel force.
As such, we are pleased to offer the government of Jimzraway our goods and services. You will no doubt be delighted at the prices and range of goods available, such as the Aperture Science Anti-Aircraft Drone, an excellent choice for all your anti-aircraft needs. At a cost of a mere 520,000 Universal Standard Dollars per unit, we would be pleased to deliver these and other devices directly to your doorstep.

Have a nice day.

Salesebot Mk. IV, Aperture Science Sales Division
Zaheran
03-09-2008, 13:32
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Ares Security Corporation

To: Charles Kain, ruler of Jimzraway
From: Wilhelm Adler, CEO of the Ares Security Corporation

Dear Sir,

I am writing to you on behalf of the Ares Security Corporation, the largest Private Military Contractor corporation currently operating on the Zaheranian market. We have heard of the rebellion currently going on in your country, and we can help you solve the situation. If you accept our offer, 1,200 of our soldiers will fight by your side for the duration of the war. Besides fighting, they can act as military advisors, giving your forces invaluable lessons on the art of war. Our prices are low: only 12,000 USD per man and month, plus an extra 47,000 for every man killed in battle. For this trifle, you get one of best trained and most advanced forces in the world, a sword capable of cutting the head of your brother's rebellion.

Sincerely,
Wilhelm Adler
Ursava
03-09-2008, 21:55
The Ursavian sniper team slowly moved along through the local foliage to a small knole approximately half a mile from the siezed base. Both of them laid down, sticking local plantlife in random ways to make it seem more like natural formations of plants. Then both of them went prone and Rajmun Lendvai set up the M21 while Cintia Mezei set her spotter's scope up to monitor the perimiter of the base for any major activity. They waited in silence for at least five minutes before Rajmun talked in to his throat-mike back to the UNV Herrmann.

"This is Guardian 1, we are at position Overwatch; over." Rajmun said, staring through his scope.

There was a moment of silence from the other end.

"Rodger that Guardian 1, contact us if anything comes up." Was the submarine radio operator's reply.
East Laos
03-09-2008, 23:02
OOC: CAn I RP as a small group of like 20 civilians, and like 3-5 special ops from East Laos' military. So it's kinda like 28 weeks later, where the few soldiers were with the civilians. Could I?
Jimzraway
04-09-2008, 04:35
((OOC: There aren't any virus infected Zombie like creatures running around(yet) but sure.))
Oblivion2
05-09-2008, 04:25
A man at a desk watched the two messages being played, on after the other. He took a puff of the cigar in his mouth, then exhaled after a quick moment. He put out the cigar and grabbed a reciever on a red phone, which had a inscribed message which read, "Incase of emergency"

The man put his ear to the phone and in a gruff voice, said "Sir we have a problem.."

Half an our later the same man was seated in the office of the Chairman of the United Federation of Oblivion.

"So General, has it started?"

"Yes sir, the nation you told us to monitor has indeed broke into civil war, as you predicted."

"So my sources where right... This nation is a threat to global security General, we need it to be reunited ASAP."

"Sir an operation for a country the size of Jimzraway, would require many divisions.... and.."

The Chairman cut him off with the raise of his hand.

"We are'nt offically going to be in the country General, we are going to begin a black ops war against the rebel forces. They are the least organized and will pose us the most problems in the future."

"How many men do you recommend we send sir?" Asked the general.

"I want 1 company of soldiers, Delta Company to be specific, and I want a platoon of Oblivion Commandos sent in. Also keep several fighter wings on stand-by, and 3 gunships."

"Sir, with all due respect, it's a suicide mission."

"No general, we are sending the best we have, if we use the terrain to our advantage, we will win this war."

"But what about urban enviroments?"

"We wont have to fight in urban enviroments, if we take the enemy before they get to urban centers, the local forces can deal with the remainder."

"Sir..... It's might be crazy enough to work."

"I know, that's why i'm Chairman, and you are just a Brigadeer General. Now leave me, I must send a telegram to the government."

To: President Charles Kain
From: Chairman Maxor

Hello Mr. President,
I have heard of your predicament, I wish to extend my hand, to aid your valiant country. Right now as we have no international relations, I am by law required NOT to send soldiers. But I am willing to send a small amount of Elite Soldiers to wage a black OPs war against your rebels. We wish that your government dos'ent acknowlege our presence in your country. We will on occaision be flying in air support. Please alert your soldiers that these planes are not enemy planes, but rather inteligence gathering planes. If we are by chance detected by the rest of your government, or mine, I will be forced to pull my troops out.

Please reply with all due haste.