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> Incoming message
>> Connecting to server
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>>>> Message from Dendodgia_(Everlast_Republic)
> We are under attack STOP
> Plior split from Dendodgia late last year STOP
> Now they are seeking more territory STOP
> I have been forced into a secret bunker STOP
> The capital is surrounded STOP
> Please send help STOP
> The exact specifications will follow STOP
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>>> Connection with Svr0001 terminated

A Trio of F-28 Talons sped over the Dendodgia countryside. They soon approached the Capital.
"Christ they we're joking" Gamma One commented
"You can say that again" Gamma two replied "going to attempt contact?"
"Yea, on it now" Gamma one siad "Dendodgia Goverment, this is the Battlehawk Airforce, are you receiving us?"

After a few seconds of static, a voice crackles before becoming fully audible:
"...Farn of the Dendodgian Military. We receive you, Batlehawk. Over."

"We are the advance wing from RBS Surprise, can we be of assistance?" Gamma one asked

"Any help either of you can give would be greatly appreciated," responds Commander Farn, "I have been instructed not to give any coordinates in case this signal is intercepted, but please avoid our government buildings, if at all possible." The signal then begins to fade back to static.

"Oh really helpful" The pessimistic Gamma Three on Gamma Ones left wing commented.
"Come on then boys, target anything that looks like some sort of tank" Gamma one ordered.
The Talons dipped from the clouds into teh city. Their tracking locked on and they launched a barrage of Air to Ground Missiles into the rebel forces before climbing back into orbit of the city as they choose their next targets and wa ited for responce from the Dendodgians

"Thanks! That strike was amazingly successful! We lost about 1,000 men, but the rebel death toll is now up to 4,000," responds Farn. "We will telegram your government the coordinates of our bunker."

Telegram received:
71.31.2N, 32.4.0W

"Help! They're in the bunk-" Screaming and fight sounds follow, then there is a large clatter and the sound cuts out.

"Suprise, this is Gamme one, cleared to laucnh ground troops

ORBAT.

10,000 Battlehawk Marines
-and vehciles
200 Blackhawks.
10 COmmanche RAH
8 Talon Squadrons (48 Aircraft)

A Dendodgian Private, sounding afraid and out of breath, opens an audio feed on a different frequency:
"They're... they're h-h-here. They t-took everyone... they destroyed everything! I'm... I'm the only one left! P-p-please recover the president - please. Send help. They're coming for me! I c-can s-say no more." The last 2 sentences were said barely above a whisper. The connection is terminated.

A Lone Blackhawk approached the Bunker enterence. Out of the chopper four men leaped and ran into the Bunker. Making their way through the Bunker they killed anyone who threatened them

"Who... who's there?" asks the private, from below a table.
"I kn-know nothing! I will be... of, no use to you!"

The Room filled with Flashlights as the soldiers entered. They quickly spotted the Private. The Leader lowered his weapon and crouched down to the Under table Level.
"On your feet son" he said offering a hand

The private gingerly crawls from below the table, whimpering.
"Thank God you're here," he said. "They took everything - everything!"

"How long ago did they leave?"

"I don't know. They might still be here. I left you that message - did you get it? - then hid under the table. I could hear their footsteps for... about 5 minutes... then they started talking, and I heard a door open. And that was it. President Watson was kidnapped about an hour ago. They took the rest of the Cabinet too - they didn't kill any of them, I don't think. Not yet anyway." The Private broke down into tears.

"Alright, come on, time to leave" The team leader said as the Team secured teh surronding rooms

"Th-thankyou."
The team leader's radio crackles into life: "This is the Dendodgian Pres...[crackling]...Watson. We've been k...[crackling]...pped by the Pliorans. Please help! We're being held in the Plioran capital city of K...[crackling]...p - that's 'Korma, Oranges, Robert, Lab, Alpha, Pan'. Please help!"

"Tomahawk one to Suprise, we'vv received a transmision"
"Yea, we got it to" the Surpise responded "We'll send another team to your local, the Talons of Gamma Squadron are en-route for an initial stike"

"They're coming to get us! They said they'll torture us! Please come quick! I can say no more." Said the President, over the radio.

<Gamma Squadron>

The Talons flew over the boarder, keeping a watchful eye for SAM sites and prepareing to evade

The Plioran army has a large concrete building (possibly a prison) surrounded by around 1,000 infantry troops, but only 1 anti-aircraft weapon - Lord Hawthorne, their leader, is a notorious squanderer of money.

The Talons picked up the Building on their long range rader and vectored towards it. Still on the look out for SAMs they flew over the building at high speed

Meanwhile, inside the building, President Watson is tied to a wheel and being spun while interrogated.
"Will you hand over control of Dendodgia?" asked the masked torturer
"Never! I was elected for this post, and will remain so until the people say otherwise!"
"Are you sure?" asked the torturer, playing menacingly with a set of thumbscrews.
President Watson closed his eyes and threw up. Unfortunately, he was upside down at the time. Through the vomit on his face he said, "Do whatever you like to me. I would rather die than see my country fall to people like you!"

"Alright boys, drop those GBU-39's" Gamma one ordered as they came over for another pass. They dropped the small bombs on the surronding infantry

President Watson could hear nothing over his own screaming, and was about to surrender, when he heard the whistle of small bombs around him. That gave him a new found sense of hope, and he continued to endure the agony of his fingernails being torn from his fingers.

With the bombs dropped the Talons came around and fired into the soldiers with their cannons

Through gritted teeth, and layers of vomit, Watson endured hours of torture, ranging from the wheel to the removal of his nails and the pouring of boiling water on his face. He was ready to give up - he didn't want to live any more - when his Minister for Culture was dragged into the room, his face scarred and bloody.
The torturer left the 2 alone.
"What happened to you?" asked the Minister
"I could ask you the same thing," replied Watson, grateful for the company
The pair began to formulate a cunning escape plan.

A Squadron of Blackhawk Heli's had crossed the borner with the Ten Commanche's as escort, they were soon approaching the prison

After about an hour, the pair began to feel drowsy - not surprisingly, having lost so much blood - and fell asleep, despite the excruciating pain they were in.

I send 5,000 troops, ready for your comand.

The Friedfroglegtopian troops join the battle around the prison.
(OOC: I'm not godmoding - you said they were for my command. If you don't like it, I will amend this comment accordingly)

(OOC again: I'm going to bed now. If anyone wants to continue this thread tomorrow, simply bump it - I won't be on until then)

OOC:
=bump=
I'm awake now.

In character:
Watson and his Minister for Culture woke up, in even more pain than the night before, and could still hear fighting going on outside the prison. They both felt weak and ill, and the growing pool of blood on the floor did nothing to relieve them.

The Commanche's covered the blackhawks as they landed. From Each Blackhawk four men ran towarsd the prison

The 2 men being detained in the prison's torture room were joined by the rest of the Cabinet, who had escaped from their cell by picking the lock with a toothpick. They proceeded to untie the President and his Minister for Culture, but realised that they would need a key, or at least a hacksaw, to free them of the chains.
They began to hit the chains with various torture instruments, to no avail.