NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: Because the first two just didn't take.

IC:

Field Marshal Stanley Neniven sighed. It was two weeks since Red Purge II had ended in partial sucess.

Sucess, insofar as the RBPA was more or less in retreat and confined to its final bastion. Partial, insofar as the fact that no-one was crushing the Crimea bastion anytime soon. He sighed again.

I'd know how well the place is defended. I helped make it that way, he thought ruefully. I never thought I'd be the one having to retake the damn place.

He looked at the ornery general next to him. Col.General Hranislav Duvnjak "the blood-thirsty Croat" was growling defiance at the rebels.

"Stupid fuckers just won't die!"
Neniven rolled his eyes. "Yes, fortifications tend to prevent that sort of thing."
Hranislav glared at him. The socialist's smart-ass comments weren't helping his mood.
"But aren't fucking field guns supposed to cause that sort of thing?"
"Bunkers are better at preventing than artillery is at causing."
"Can't we storm 'em?"
"We've been through this, Hrani. We can, but we'll lose a disproportionate number of infantry, which, besides being a waste, is bad for PR. We both know that. Now sit down and listen to the sound of barrages. Calming, ain't it?"
Hranislav growled something in an undertone, probably in his native Croat. The Ukrainian Neniven didn't even bother trying to understand it. He understood what he was probably saying well enough. And it wasn't like he needed to listen to the Croat swearing even more. He got that enough as it was.
Two, motherfucking weeks. Stanley thought bitterly.

OOC: What are these rebels fighting for? More importantly, why are they fighting for it?

OOC: The RBPA is a long-standing Communistic terrorist organization in the Federation. They have existed for the better part of thirty years, always attempting to undermine or overthrow the Nationalist government (which is staunchly anti-communist, though has become more tolerant) and replace it with a Communist one. They have thus far been defeated twice, and if they are defeated decisively this time, they will most likely be completely obliterated, hence the importance placed on crushing them completely this time around.

OOC: Sounds interesting, mind if I jump in and help crush them?

OOC: Sure, but no nukes. They currently have only one region still under their control: Crimea and Dnieper Province, or, in other words, the territory of the RL country of Ukraine.

OOC: They have thus far been defeated twice, and if they are defeated decisively this time, they will most likely be completely obliterated, hence the importance placed on crushing them completely this time around.

OOC: Sounds like wishful thinking. "Defeated twice and still a threat" means undefeated.

IC: Since your previous attempts at a military solution have been an abject failure, I suggest you try a peaceful solution.

-- Gen. Castro-Stalina, 365th Parachute Division (ret.)

OOC: Sure, but no nukes. They currently have only one region still under their control: Crimea and Dnieper Province, or, in other words, the territory of the RL country of Ukraine.

OOC: Ok. I was going to keep it small anyway. Maybe a Brigade of combat forces max.

OOC: Can I deploy special operation units to attack communist bases or something like that? I want to do a one-shot post about the evil works of some Allanean-based anti-communist terrorist/guerilla group, rather than the government. Of course, these groups may or may not be working with ACIA...

OOC: Mind if I attach some Sutfen Sharpshooters? They may not be uberly effective... But they'll harass them like hell. Make it so you can't look out of a bunker's weapons slit to look at the enemy, or stand on the walls without either being shot or gambling high-stakes with your life?

OOC: Wow, why can't people ask to join up my other threads like this?

I'm okay with all of those, if y'all will actually post 'em. Happily.

Sutufinai Irregular Sharpshooters

The Sutfen moved silently through the area. Moving with the land they set up carefully. They had a Mix of scoped Lee-Enfields, M1 Garands, and even a pair of 20mm Anti-Tank Rifles that were scoped.

Snuggled into their positions they twenty sharpshooters would each be accompanied by a Sutfen spotter armed with an assault rifle and a spotting scope. All at once, random *cracks* would begin, day and night as the snipers and spotters fired once, confirmed kill, and moved to a new position, and did it again. It was a constant torret of sniper fire, to the point where if only one guy presented a target, he'd be nailed by three bullets nearly at once. Even windows or bunkers were not safe. The 20mm Snipers had hunkered down on high-points, and watched for doors to either open, or fore slides built into the door to open. and them *bam* the 20mm cannon would roar and punch right through the door. Windows and Bunker-firing slits were not safe at the Sutfen triggered carefully aimed rounds.

Sutfen snipers had in the past claimed a kill rate of 1.25 Bullets per kill. So when a rifle cracked, only one in eight people were safe. If they were that lucky.

Neniven and Duvnjak watched the Sutufinain snipers at work.

"Well that makes our lives easier," Hranislav said simply.

The United Kingdom of Telvira would like to send 2 wings of aircraft to aid your forces in combating the red menace (my country's REALLY anti-commie). They can be at your airfields within 30 minutes of your response.
-Prime Minister Edward Caithana

To Prime Minister Edward Caithana
From Generalissimo Andrew Filie

Your offer of two wings of aircraft is happily accepted. God Bless.

Thank you.

April 28th, 2009
2000 Hrs

The assault on the Dnieper line had been going on for well over two hours now. While severe damage had been inflicted on the Red positions, the Federal forces were still at a bit of an impasse.

Field Marshal Stanley Neniven chuckled grimly as an artillery strike obliterated an RBPA counterattack even as it began. The barrages from his field guns, howitzers, rockets, mortars, and, because the Generalissimo had seen fit, an experimental railgun or two, formed a symphony of destruction that was music to the old artillery officer's ears any day. He almost felt sorry for the Red Brotherhood Proletarian Army. He had, after all, helped found the damn organization. As he rubbed the scars received on his shoulder from his days fighting for them, he felt almost remorseful. But then he remembered that he had helped found an organization that specialized in dealing death to his countrymen and attempted to sow instability in a country that had had enough of that to fill a few centuries. So, he turned to his patriotic duty. He watched a surge of activity from the RBPA bunkers.
He spat into his intercom.
"Thermobarics. Now. The troop surge there."
And there was no more counter-attack.

To Prime Minister Edward Caithana
From Generalissimo Andrew Filie

Your offer of two wings of aircraft is happily accepted. God Bless.

Thank you.

The aircraft will arriving shortly.

ORBAT
1 wing (5 squadrons of 12 aircraft) of A-20 Razorbacks

1 wing (4 squadrons of 12 aircraft) of B-1B Lancer bombers

So far, the assault on the Dnieper line was going quite well, Neniven thought. The center had been breached so many times a diagram of the enemy fortifications resembled the median line on so many empty, open highways: a nice, open, dotted line. The southern most portions of the line, auspiciously enough, had completely collapsed.

Neniven had chuckled when those breaches occured: he could now send troops into the penninsula at will. And no one could trump him in a fight for Sevastopol. He knew the streets better than almost anyone, as well he should. It was, after all, the city he called home, and who's defenses he had planned. And, unlike the rest of the Crimean defenses, he had left secret back doors on this one. Unmarked ones. When he died, their locations would die with him.

He glanced over at Hranislav. They would have died with me, he corrected himself. He had, after all, told Hranislav where they were. But, to all intents and purposes, surprise on the Reds would work quite well. After all, they didn't know where the secret tunnels were.

OOC: Would it be alright if I sent a few warships over to help pound them?

OOC: If ya really want to, though I'm trying to take the city with as little damage as possible, and at this stage, its really overkill. But if it'll make you feel good about yourself...

OOC-where's the main fighting taking place right now? I need to know so I can unleash my aircraft...

OOC: The Crimean pennisula. For God's sake, PRECISION. I want Sevastopol to be mostly in one piece when I retake it.

OOC-I know. Don't worry, they'll be armed with precision weapons

IC-As the Fanboyist troops batled the communists, the Telviran forces appeared in the skies en masse. The A-20 Razorbacks swooped in and attacked any AA defenses they could find. Behind them were the B-1Bs, waiting to unload their payload when the AA was silenced.

"Comrade" Ivan Goldman surveyed the approaching bomber forces and grinned smugly.
"Stupid fascists will never have a chance. They'll hit the AA..." and then he saw the AA getting trashed by the A-20's. The grin went down like a gopher down a hole chased by a foxhound.

"Oh shit." And then he dropped as a hail of bullets took him down. He remained conscious just long enough to realize that the great hero, Stanley Neniven, was the one who had put most of them into him. His heart shattered (metaphorically and literally), he died. But before he did, he had time to notice a whole slew of Federal Infantry marching confidently into the "impregnable" Sevastopol. And they were shouting the Federal Infantry's time-honored war-cry and motto.

"Gents, ONCE MORE, INTO THE BREACH!" Neniven bellowed. And then all went black for the fallen communist.

[OOC: Can I be the first to aid the communists? Actually, I really wouldn't be aiding them, what I would be doing is sending scouts to each side, Communist and Nationalist, and then they would decided which side they feel we should aid. Which will probably be the communists. I'll explain more if you have MSN]

OOC: Well...umm...you're a tad late...the assault on their final major city is pretty much underway now. It wasn't even a civil war. More like a communist insurgency, and its pretty much toast now.

OOC: Eh, we can assume I had a nice line of tanks behind the Commie stronghold and some troops. Still do you have MSN?

OOC: I don't. And it gives me issues everytime I try and download it. :p

As for behind the stronghold...you do realize its Sevastopol, Crimea, which is, like, coastal. And its been under siege for like a week. And blockade....yeah...

OOC: TG, check them please.

OOC: I didn't get any TGs...

OOC: Check again.

OOC: Got it. TG back at ya.

The Right Honourable Field Marshal James Surrey stood behind a row of at least 40 Grestonian produced MT-1 "Jaguar" Main Battle tanks, parked behind baracades that the communist freedom fights had built with the aid of the Grestonians. Only the smootbore turrets of the tanks could be seen from behind the position as they were what stuck out from it.

The Rt. Hon. Field Marshal James Surrey had decided that, no matter what Stanley Neniven thought, the defenses before Sevastopol were truly impregnable. As the Nationalist forces cut down Ivan Goldman's position, Mr. Surrey felt it was time to unleash the dogs of war. A raccous chorus of the might cannons on the tanks errupted on the incoming Nationalist troops. With an ear-splitting crack, the tank James Surrey stood upon fired a shell into the crowd of rushing nationialists.

The men of the 104th Grestonian Infantry Brigade, 12,000 strong, immediately stopped what they were doing and rushed to their emplacements. Sand bag positions had been roughly thrown down all across the entrance to the city. The watch on the war had been doubled, and at that moment, the troops behind it emmitted more bullets and RPG rounds at the advancing Fanboyist men and tanks then the entire total of all of the rest of emplacements.

Above the sirens screeching their metallic cries of warnings and the thundering of the tanks, Field Marshal Surrey could be heard screaming his commands to his troops. Sevastopol would remain under Communist control, and the Crimean Penninsula would become a sovereign state ran by the communist party.

Over Sevastopol
With the AA gone, the A-20s expended their remaining munitions on the Grestonian forces. (They don't know they're Grestonian, but they're attacking the tanks). Meanwhile, the B-1Bs arrived overhead. They each carried 24 GBU-31 JDAM guided 2,000lb bombs. They unleashes these on the communist positions. They targeted strongpoints (any area that looked really fortified) and tank and troop concentrations.

Sutufinai Irregular Sharpshooters

With their hands on Lazer-guidance systems they began lazing targets of importance even as they 'plinked' away at enemy troops, officers, ect. They were not, as it were, militarily 'effective' as a main killing force. However they delivered a factor of fear to any and all enemy infantry forces. From tank commanders, to artillerists, to infantry. The walls were not safe, tanks were not safe, artillery was not safe. Even snipers were not safe from counter-sniper fire. The Snipers were lethally accurate, excellently long ranged. And their lazer designators gave them potency they had not before.

Field Marshal Neniven's forces continued utterly wrecking Red insurgent forces, even as the wall o' shells started raining down. And Neniven was, of course, right about the defenses. He had designed them, after all. He knew where the flaws were. He had deliberately placed a few of them, just to make sure rebels couldn't hold the city that easily.

"Oh fuck," FM Neniven muttered as he dove for cover. He was an old artillery officer. He knew a well-put-together salvo or barrage when he saw one. This was the first he had seen during the entire campaign. The slowly advancing Federal Infantry took nasty losses, as befitted a force under artillery barrage, but it was short lived. Because despite the fact that the men he was currently at the head of were infantry, they were panzergrenadiers from the 11th Hussites Armoured Division. So, as his rear guard that had entered the city opened the gates, a full battalion of M-21A1 Valkyrie MBTs rushed in, returning fire at the enemy tanks, while the Divisional artillery fired back howitzer and AT-rockets with gusto.

Meanwhile the "Bloodthirsty Croat"'s troops were completely raping the defenses on the southern approach to the city. It probably didn't help the Reds that the southern approach was the weakest defended (because you had to go around the rest of the defenses) and the men of AD (Armoured Division) 31 "Prinz Eugen von Savoyen" was particularly vicious, even for a Federal Armoured Division.

OOC: Bump.

"The Wall", Northern Approach, Sevastopol

Field Marshall Surrey was delightfully surprised as entire sections of the advancing infantry were torn to shreds. What Surrey was not delighted about was the tearing apart of the nearest soldiers head from one of the long range lazer designators. But he decided to ignore it as the second stage of defense was about to launch. The gatling guns upon the tanks tore infantry to shreds as the smoothbore cannons made scrap metal of the M-21A1 Valkyrie MBTs. It was not an easy feat as an entire section of the wall was torn to shreds, taking three engineers, and a Jaguar with it.

The ammunition depots were rushed upon and shortly afterwards heavy infantry came running to the front of the wall with R8 'Fang' AntiKraven Disposable Rocket Launchers. Grand metallic pings rang off of the tanks as they were shot at from the primary weapons of the enemy infantry. What as a surprise was when they were throwing an excess of grenades at the tanks and were whipping out massive amounts of anti-tank equipment. Two more tank crews were taken out of action in the next half hour.

Twenty Turpin Class Police Assault Tanks moved in, they specialized in infantry fighting, with armour fitted more towards protecting itself, rather than fighting MBT's. They pulled up, the front of the tracks rolling up ontop of "The Wall".

Troops armed with M7 LAW's crawled slowly behind the Turpin Class Police Assault Tanks, waiting for their shot at incoming tanks. Every infantry men, no matter what class or what they were fighting with, were given two RKG-3EM hand grenades, dangling from the straps on their chest. The RKG-3EM is an anti-tank hand grenade, created by the Russians. Besides every soldier having two, there was crate fulls of them farther back.

OOC:

Northern Sevastopol Approach Defense
-8,000 Standard Issue (AK-165 Grendel + 9mm Colt M1)
-1,000 Medium Troopers (R8 'Fang' AntiKraven Disposable Rocket Launchers + 9mm Colt M1)
-1,000 Heavy Troopers (M7 LAW + 9mm Colt M1)
-1,000 Bunker Defense Soldiers (RPK-165 Light Machine Gun + 9mm Colt M1)
-500 Heavy Bunker Defense Soldiers (MG3 MG Heavy Machine Gun + 9mm Colt M1)
-500 Counter-Sniper Position Soldiers (DMR-165 Sniper Rifles + 9mm Colt M1)
-40 MT-1 "Jaguar" Main Battle Tank
-20 Turpin Class Police Assault Tank
-15 2A18 (D-30) 122mm Howitzers

"The Sess Pool", Southern Approach, Sevastopol

Tyler Scott was left with about 400 communist freedom fighters he barely knew and 300 Grestonian Troops equiped standardly. The only weapons the 900 men had that would do damage against tanks was two crates of RKG-3EM anti-tank hand grenades and unused rounds for RPGs and rocket launchers. The only problem was that they did not have enough RPGs.

Tyler saw fit to teach them to slam the round down on metal to activate it and throw it like a grenade. What was the most ironic was when the most vicious division in the Fanboyist Federation, AD 31 "Prinz Eugen von Savoyen", came rolling in. The defenses were less then run of the mill. The first stage of defense was little piles of sand bags and wooden barricades. Seeing ahead of himself, Scott figured they would stay long enough and deep entrenches were quickly created. Running around in the trenches throwing out what they had as a defense against the incoming tanks.

Tyler and his troops were definitely pinned and would be surely dead, but they refused to move from their position.

OOC:

Southern Sevastopol Approach Defense
-300 Standard Issue (AK-165 Grendel + 9mm Colt M1)
-400 Communist Ragtag (AK-165 Grendel + 9mm Colt M1 or AK-104 + TT Tokarev)
-14 Medium Troopers (R8 'Fang' AntiKraven Disposable Rocket Launchers + 9mm Colt M1)
-1 MT-1 "Jaguar" Main Battle Tank

OOC:i know im late but mind if i provide some additional Air Support and ground support?

Random pro-communist village

“Rumbiak is dead! Ashtonbury lives!”

Several Allaneans appeared out of the forest on colorful pickup trucks, fanning out as they moved towards the village. Machineguns clattered as they aimed their fire at the laborers working in the fields. Some men were shot, others run down with the trucks.

“Kill them all! Death to the Communist!” - screamed the leader of the group, Joshua Gambert, firing a Browning pistol into a local woman as she dropped her farm tools and attemped to escape. - “Kill them all!”

It was not just the actions of the Allaneans that were horrifying – but also the sight of the Allanean trucks – decorated as they were with the skulls and skins of dead communists. They rolled through the village, rolling grenades into windows, cutting passers-by down with machetes, stabbing, shooting and killing. When they were done, they set the village on fire and removed the Communist flag from the town hall. Left written in blood on the village walls were five words:

RUMBIAK IS DEAD! ASHTONBURY LIVES!

Similar strikes were executed by other paramilitaries on Communist-supporting villages throughout the area.

NBFI HQ, Volga, The Northern Baltic
The constant sound of clicking, the sending and receiving of information, accompanied Iosef as he slid his ID card down the slot and quickly entered through the sliding glass door. Turning his head, he walked over to a group huddled around a conference table.
"The situation appears dire. We don't know how long they can last..."
"But we don't know how much we can deploy..."
Iosef spoke, "I just spoke with the people at Defense. They can spare enough."
A tall woman straitened up. "Good. Then have transport ships loaded and sent. I believe the 11th and 32nd Merchant Fleets are on stand-by for instant deployment."
Iosef nodded his head and gave the written order to a secretary.
Then, he smiled. He loved revolutions.

Neniven's forces continued to press the attack, plowing through successive lines of defense for the insurgents. This wasn't nearly as hard as it sounded, as Neniven tended to know where the inevitable weak points in the fortifications were, a side-effect of having designed Sevastopol's defenses some twenty years earlier, and with only minor upgrades having been made. The obnoxiously high tank losses were highly annoying, but on the grand scheme of things, utterly insignificant. 200,000 troops were descending on Sevastopol. Any actions would only delay the inevitable. Stanley found himself wondering when the enemy had suddenly become so organized. They certainly hadn't shown it during the rest of their revolt. Damn, they've gone downhill since I left the RBPA.

The Grestonian tanks (although they didn't know who's tanks they were, though they were obviously foreign: the Reds hadn't managed to obtain any tanks, and those tanks didn't look like anything the military (if it were to defect in any amount) could provide) were continuously having to eat return fire from M-21A1 Valkyrie tanks, which provided a barrage of shells to rival the Grestonian ones. The AT rockets from the farther-back rocket artillery platforms began harassing the Grestonian tanks to no end. Howitzer shells aimed to wreck havoc on the enemy's one solid line began raining down like the brimstone of hell.

General Duvnjak was intensely amused. "Savoyen" was shredding the enemy with relative ease, as only a handful of tanks had been knocked out, and even then a good number of them were salvagable. The fact that another division of Regular infantry was waiting to push the drive into the city home once the defenses were breached. But for now, the largely Croatian "Savoyen" was doing what it did best: utterly trashing the opposition.

OOC: Yes, Penn, you can supply additional air support.

Off of Sevastopol
An encoded message was sent off to rebel forces
We are in your vicinity. Permission to land support.
As the fleet closed in, the crews readied for battle. No warning was sent off as soon as the BrahMos missiles came into range. The Longboat Class ships each released 20 BrahMos missiles at the enemy fleet, with an additional 5 BrahMos missiles being fitted with EMPs that were launched a few seconds after the first slavo of missiles. The fleet then assumed a tactical formation and readied their S-400 systems, in case of an enemy response. The submarines, for the moment, held their depth and speed and attempted to avoid detection, for the moment. The merchant ships and Tarantul III Class Corvettes moved to the back of the fleet, to assure they weren't in the heart of the battle.

ORBAT
25 x Longboat Class Cruiser
2 x Slava Class Cruiser
3 x Sovremenny Class Destroyer
3 x Krivak III Class Frigate
5 x Tarantul III Class Corvette
1 x Kiev Class Aircraft Carrier

OOC: Northern Baltic, I don't have any problems with you helping the rebels, but you sort of just ignored the blockade I placed on the city. Admittedly I havn't RP'd it any, but seeing as this is the Europe/Turkey of my nation, in which I happen to utterly control the Black Sea, you either launched from the easternmost part of the Black Sea coastline, or you managed to sail past my sea defenses in the Gibraltar and Bosphorus/Dardanelles completely unnoticed. Unlikely, to say the least. You also didn't RP running the blockade.

I'll have more IC when this gets sorted out.

Also, why couldn't you all have joined in this earlier, instead of now that I'm finally deciding to wrap it up.

USSM decided to join. They sent 3 carrier strike force to attack the defenses on Black Sea. It was early in the morning, Admiral Mario Jalosgos ordered the MiG-47s to attack. Fanboyist defense in the area is not yet alarmed, but concentrating in guarding the coast. After few minutes of flying, they've reached the area. The MiGs started to pick their targets, they have achieved successful attack and inflict heavy damage on the Fanboyist navy, but haven't sunk any ships yet, the first wave continue attacking the Fanboyist ships but having a hard time to sink any.

OOC: The MiGs doesnt carry any flag/nationality to conceal that USSM sent it, even the ships, their flag is white. And I made it not to Godmodding, like an ambush sunk all ships there, I know you have huge navy in the area. :)

OOC: Northern Baltic, I don't have any problems with you helping the rebels, but you sort of just ignored the blockade I placed on the city. Admittedly I havn't RP'd it any, but seeing as this is the Europe/Turkey of my nation, in which I happen to utterly control the Black Sea, you either launched from the easternmost part of the Black Sea coastline, or you managed to sail past my sea defenses in the Gibraltar and Bosphorus/Dardanelles completely unnoticed. Unlikely, to say the least. You also didn't RP running the blockade.

I'll have more IC when this gets sorted out.

Also, why couldn't you all have joined in this earlier, instead of now that I'm finally deciding to wrap it up.
OOC: I'm sorry. I didn't realize you had a blockade. And also, my nation (despite its name) is in the Arctic Sea, so your 'naval domination' does not apply to me. Also, I'll edit my post.

OOC: I simply meant that there's only one real access point to the Black Sea (via Dardanelles) so you would have needed to bypass them. My navy isn't actually that strong. I'm just saying that my forces would have been notified of your approach in advance.

As for Martilia...sunk all my defensive ships? The defenses aren't ships: they're coastal batteries. Again, as above, I'm not saying your forces wouldn't have gotten past them, I'm simply saying my forces would have been notified well in advance.

IC:

Duvnjak was severely confused now. Where the hell were all these bad guys coming from? Even as the southern defenses collapsed, the navy began taking fire, which was, of course, a spectacular sight.


OOC: Naval ORBAT:
Capital Ships:
Vienna-class (Naseby) Battlecruisers: (4)
Tuscaloosa
Vienna
Rome
Constantinople

Aircraft Carriers
Roderick Weller-class (Cyprus) nuclear carriers: (2)
Francisco Franco
Thomas Filie

Cruisers:
Warner Kurtzmann-class (Ticonderoga) cruisers: (8)

Destroyers:
Hammerhead-class (Arleigh Burke) destroyers: (21)

Hell, I should probably make my land ORBAT too.

ORBAT, Federal Army, Operation Red Purge III, Crimea Campaign, Siege of Sevastopol
For Strength of my Divisional formations, see my factbook.

CO: FM Stanley Neniven
ACO: Col.Gen. Hranislav Duvnjak

Panzer Divisions

AD 11 "Jan Hus"
AD 17 "Joseph Wheeler"
AD 24 "Narses"
AD 31 "Prinz Eugen von Savoyen"

Infantry Divisions

12th Saxon Division
15th Hannoverian Division
19th Pomeranian Division
23rd Ukrainian Division

IC:

FNS Tuscaloosa was having a field day, firing off 18" shells at the approaching carriers. Taking them out wasn't likely, but cratering could render the runway useless. Three other BC-1 Battlecruisers began spiting fire at the enemies. The Vienna, Constantinople, and Rome had all taken some damage, but both batteries were still operational on all of them.

The one of the destroyers opted to take out some of the helicopters, firing off numerous AA missiles that Federal destroyers had long been refitted with to some extent. F-21 Anteater's took off from the shore to head-off the incoming hostiles.

OOC: edited my post

OOC: Please see above post.

OOC: You didnt understand, Fanboyist, what I mean is, even though I attacked you, I didnt sunk all of your ships, it's Godmodding if I do that. You get it mixed up. :)

The first wave inflict heavy damaged to the ships and only sunk a few of them. Admiral Jalosgos ordered to attack the naval defenses and the remaining ships afloat with a simultaneous attack of the 2nd and 3rd Wave. They 2nd Wave headed to the naval defenses and the 3rd Wave headed to the remaining ships afloat, the 2nd Wave have a fearsome fighting between AA Guns and them, although they managed to destroy some of the naval defenses, but it's costly for them as the AA Guns and AA Missiles have managed to destroyed 70-75% of the original 2nd Wave of MiGs. On the other hand the 3rd Wave have little much resistance, as they have achieved surprise, they managed to sunk few more ships and inflict heavy damaged to additional ships.

OOC: Oh. Clears up a lot.

Admiral Jason Grey-Davis had dove for cover after the first wave. The AA rockets and AA guns had caused minor disruptions for the enemy fighters, but so far the F-21 Anteaters had yet to take off. Figured. No air support when you really need it.

On the other hand, the enemy ships were eating 18" shells, which is never healthy. Lots of shells. Oh so many shells. Harpoon missiles too. Salvo after salvo. The captains, Grey-Davis suspected, were just a tad trigger-happy. He sighed. This is the result when you keep your navy inactive for too long.

The First, Second and Third Wave landed back to the carriers. The Fourth and Last Wave give the admiral the go. The Fifth/Last Wave attacked the remaining ships afloat, while the Fourth continued bombarding installations, coastal defenses and air defenses in the area, but suffered the same as the Second Wave, heavy losses. The Fifth Wave of MiGs managed to destroyed all the ships afloat and series of explosions happen. Some of the MiGs in the Fifth Wave helped the Fourth Wave to clear out the coastal defenses and air defenses in the area. The reports of the successful attack reached Jalosgos, and decided to call the HQ to send land troops to make a Base of Operations in the area of Dardanelles. Pulag agreed and sent 2 Infantry Divisions with an Armored Brigade to establish a Base of Operations before sending a huge forces in the area. The Fourth Wave suffered heavy losses when they came back.

The fleet is under attack by heavy naval gun fire and harpoon missiles, it hit some of the cruisers, luckily none of the carriers was hit, they've decided to fall back to repair the damages inflicted into their ships.

OOC: Wait, I'm confused. Is this on some of my coastal defenses, or my blockade?

I'm off for the night. G'nite yall.

OOC: Same, I'm attacking your navy and coastal defenses stationed in Dardanelles.

OOC: Alright then. Just clearing that up.

G'nite y'all.

OOC:
I'm going to make my short-lived ORBAT

Navy:
1 "Tramp" class Q-Ship
http://warandgame.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/hyberbasdfg.jpg
Armed with 3 76mm cannon, 4 18 inch Torpedeos, 2 Depth charge racks, 2 Depth charge Throwers, and 8 dual-linked .50 Caliber Machineguns.

She is completely unarmored, but looks like an unarmed tramp steamer.

Land ORBAT:
8 Snipers (Mix of sniper rifles, and 2 20mm anti-tank rifles)
8 Spotters (Mix of assault rifles and semi-automatic rifles)

IC:
The Sutufinai Irregulars Sharpshooters

The general consensus of the sharpshooters was this, they were in over their heads. The enemy was everywhere. They were being fired upon, and were facing quite a few counter-snipers. One of the spotters was badly wounded. They needed to get out.

The sixteen Sutfen met up in a small grove in what seemed to be a "Safe" place. They didn't have many other plans 'cept to get to the shore and try their damnedest to get -home-.

Despite this, they started moving away from the city, in the direction of the ocean... If that was possible.

OOC: The Original Post, in what relation form the original beginning post is that from the ocean?

IC:
Sutufinai Steam Ship Garnet
"Drop Anchor in the nearest concealed cove that you can. I don't want to be stuck in the open where Aircraft, Gunships, other boats, or any of those darned sentient or whatever rockets can hit us and sink us." Stated the Captain, as the lone Steamer headed smoothly, under a column of smoke, towards the shore.

It would try it's best to find a secluded cove, one that was easy to get in and out of, away from anyone's off-hand glance.

OOC: Here's a map. Sevastopol is the dot on the bottom. Sorry I didn't do this earlier.
http://img214.imageshack.us/my.php?

OOC: Bump.

If none of the other current posters in this thread do not respond within two days (at all), I will proceed in my RPing as if I have crushed the rebellion.

After their initial strike, the Telviran aircraft returned every few minutes or so, attacking areas where the Fanboyist advance was slowing. B-1Bs launched salvos of precision weapons, while the A-20s attacked with anti-tank missiles and their Gatling gun (basically the same as in the A-10 Thunderbolt).

OOC-basically all I'm doing is launching air strikes so I wasn't sure if I needed to post.

OOC: I don't see how you really have any ships left after I launched 500 BrahMos missiles and 5 EMP missiles, but here goes strike two
The fleet prepared to fire a second slavo of BrahMos missiles against the enemy fleet. 300 BrahMos missiles were launched at the blockading fleet and another 50 were launched at enemy forward bases of operations, identified by recon satellites.
As the fighters approached the fleet, the radar quickly picked them up. Targeting them with their S-400 missiles, the Longboats fired off a total of 2 S-400 missiles per approaching plane. If any of the planes got through, the AA guns on the decks prepared to finish them off.

OOC: Oops. Sorry, NB. Misread and thought it said 50. My bad. Reacting to first post. Please reconsider second one after reading this one.

BTW, Wow, thanks. My first blockade ever, where there were never supposed to be enemy navies involved, and half my total navy gets sunk. The rest only spared by virtue of the fact of being a few thousand miles away.

IC:
After the first wave of missiles stopped raining down, Admiral Bofors surveyed the destruction of his fleet. The Medditerranean Fleet was pretty much toast. About half the ships were sinking as what remained of the crews evacuated under flags of truce (the enemy would have to a right group of douchebags to start shooting men trying to avoid drowning, who were effectively out of the fight anyway) and the rest were crippled, all under flags of truce, and radioing to the incoming enemies to "Stop! You win the fight at sea! We can't shoot back! Stop killing us! We aren't threats anymore!"

Although the enemy's missiles shot at the HQ had negligable effect. Not that the missile defenses were particularly good. It was more that "HQ" was a few hundred miles farther inland and west. There was no real field HQ. It was simply wherever the FM was. Which, at the moment, covered by the buildings and the fact that it was bad taste to fire on your allies (ie, NB, the insurgents (or what's left of them) and the Grestonians), was quite safe from missiles. There were the other enemies, but those were only minor inconveniences. But, in the mean time, more inland (meaning Poland) missile silos were ordered to start firing off intermediete-range missiles (with conventional warheads, a few with EMPs, and some with nerve gas) at the enemy ships that had come to ruin their day. A total of 130 missiles were fired off at the offending fleet.

The fight at sea had attracted the attention of the Telviran air commander. He ordered four A-20 Razorbacks armed with four Harpoon missiles each to attack the fleet.

OOC-hope you guys don't mind

OOC: I got no problem with it. I'm happy for anything to get this navy out of my territorial waters.

OOC: Who's navy anyway? My navy?? LOL??

IC: The Carrier Task Force was alarmed, when they see Intermediate-Range Missiles came in. "Sir! We have Intermediate Missiles incoming, 4 minutes until impact!!", the Gunnery Officer of one of the Missile Cruisers to Captain Kilomondra, commander of SMS Apolinario, a Missile Cruiser. Kilomondra thinks, 4 minutes wouldn't buy them time to get the Aircraft Carriers out of the area. "Alright, set up the Anti-Ballistic Missiles, we will use it on these missiles, survivability is out of the question, what we need is to get the carriers out of the area", Kilomondra told them. The MiGs are still refueling and will unable to do an interception. As the IRMs come in fast, the SMS Apolinario with other Missile Cruisers released their Anti-Ballistic Missiles and their target are the IRMS. On the other hand, the IRMs have released countermeasures, some of the IRMs survived and others we're destroyed, but they still pose a threat, the Martilian Carrier Task Force don't have a choice but to use evasive maneuvers, as they start zigzagging, the IRMs start to rain down on them, most of the missiles hit Missile Cruisers and some hit their Aircraft Carriers, all of the Martilian Carrier Task Force received a critical strike, most of their ships, especially their Missile Cruisers, we're hit hard. It is a nightmare for them.

Sutufinai Irregular Sharpshooters

As ground fighting seemed to have moved on, the Sutfen Militia moved silently to keep out of the way from enemy forces. They didn't have much choice. However the large amount of fire and explosion arcing up even over this horizon from the navies being decimated even lowered their morale. What if their transport had been with that fleet? Would that mean they were stuck here?

They hoped not.

Sutufinai Steamship Garnet

As nooned seemed to be looking for the Garnet, the ship did nothing much more then watch the skies and waves... And hope.

OOC: Yours isn't the one I'm worried about. If I still had a functioning navy, I'd remove yours. But seeing as North Baltic's navy seems to be rather trigger-happy...

The missiles are directed at North Baltic's navy. But now that you mention it...

IC:

Inland silos fired off a few more of the intermediate range missiles, same types of warheads, now aimed at the Martilian fleet. Just to be sure, a good 41 missiles were fired at them.

OOC: Greston? You alive there?

IC:

"Savoyen" had, at this point, completely obliterated the southern defenses. The enemy defenders on that side were either dead or retreating, or would be shortly.

The tanks started to enter via the wide avenues of the city's main streets, as infantry began sweeping the back allies and smaller roads, APCs in tow. Artillery was set up in a square or two.

OOC-Martilla, you're fighting Fanboyists here and allied with him in the Eirland thread. You do realize that? And for the record, the A-20s were targeting North Baltic

IC-With Sevastopol near capture and the fighting shifting to the naval front, the Telviran air commander ordered 8 B-1B Lancer bombers to attack the North Baltic navy with 12 AGM-154 Joint Standoff Weapons each.

Off of Sevastopol
As the fleet closed in, the division of Northern Baltic Vanguard (heavy infantry) troops prepared to disembark. They belonged to the 3rd Northern Baltic Army, one of the most elite units of the Northern Baltic Army, if not the entire armed forces. Each had seen more then their share of conflicts and each was not afraid to add another to their list.
Meanwhile, the ships containing supplies checked their holds to prepare the equipment to move out. In the holds were:

25,000 assorted hand grenades
10,000 IMI Desert Eagle Pistols
5,000 An-94 with GP-30 Under barrel Grenade Launcher
2,000 PKM Machine Gun
1,000 120mm mortars
800 SVD sniper rifles
750 RPG-29
500 SPG-9 Recoiless Rifle
500 FIM-92 Stinger
300 DShk Heavy machine guns
150 ZPU-4 Anti-air gun
400 BTR-80
200 T-72BM
50 D-20 howitzer
20 S-23 203mm artillery gun
Several million various assault rifle, pistol, and machine gun rounds

As the fleet neared the port, 30 Ka-50 attack helicopters were released from the accompanying Kiev Class Carrier and began, in groups of 3, targeting and strafing advancing enemy forces throughout the city.
10 Mi-24 and 10 Mi-28 helicopters were launched from the Longboat Class and landed on the Kiev Class to arm up. The Mi-24 helicopters, aside from their mission of strafing the enemy, also was assigned to land special spotters in areas that could be easily defend, but were still on the front lines, such as the tops of buildings. The spotters would then be able to radio in for artillery and cruise missiles support from the fleet.

After the fleet defeated the enemy fleet, they noticed the nukes were incoming. Quickly activating their S-400 systems, they fired a total of 5 S-400 missiles at each incoming nuke. Trying to evade any correction in course the nukes might take, the Longboats also activated their active camouflage and their satellite jamming. Then, as the enemy fighters were spotted on the radar, the cruisers had no quarrel with firing off another 20 S-400 missiles, this time aimed at the planes. Any surviving planes would be greeted with another 5 S-400 missiles, which were launched a few seconds after the first wave.

The surrendering ships were not shot at, but the 5 Tarantul III Class corvettes and the 1 Kiev Class approached them cautiously. A radio message was sent for the commanding officer of each ship to come to the Kiev Class Aircraft carrier to negotiate a peace deal. Meanwhile, the Tarantul III's sent out lifeboats to rescue any survivors they could before they drowned.

The planes released their missiles just as the Baltic ships fired theirs. At total of 16 Harpoons and 96 AGM-154 Joint Standoff Weapons flew towards the fleet. Then the missiles hit. Two A-20 Razorbacks and a B-1B Lancer were destroyed.

OOC: Just a heads up, NB, they aren't nukes. By 'conventional warhead' I meant a plain ol' big explosive, maybe thermobarics. Anything but tactical nukes in this would wipe out my forces too, and even those might damage mine or be uncomfortably close.

Also, NB, how many troops are you landing? Are the forces landing a detachment of an army that is not entirely present, or is the whole army there and they're just the vanguard for it?

IC:

As forces approaching from the north had entered the city through another one of Neniven's 'back doors' and promptly ring'd off the enemy fortress in the city-center, the landing Baltic troops immedietly began taking fire from howitzers and rocket platforms, as well as the occasional tank, concealed using the city's allys and streets, firing into the city's harbor (the city literally runs off into the sea) with, in the case of the tanks, canister shot, and plain old explosive shells for everyone else.

AA rockets singed through the air, targeting the incoming helicopters, with so many missiles being fired off that there were two or three for every incoming helicopter.

F-21 fighter/bombers were scrambled, and soon a squadron of 40 was approaching the northern edge of the NB fleet, readying missiles and bombs.

Admiral Bofors sent a message back quickly to the incoming naval forces.
I'm afraid that it will be difficult to gather all the captains on your ship. I will give them an order to cease firing, but I'm afraid for the sake of convenience it would be better if I spoke for them, if possible.

Also, thank you for the life boats.

OOC: Uh...didnt noticed that, but I consider the different eras, I think that's PMT, while this one is MT

The Martilian Fleet is severely out of the action, luckily, the Martilian army with Naval Escorts have arrived and decided to establish a Base of Operations by Dardanelles straits, some of the ships that came with Martilian Army towed the remaining ships that can still be repaired to their Base of Operations, they also start rescuing the remaining seamen that survived in the ships that have destroyed.

THE USSGALLARATESE supported RBPA communist organization in Dnieper area.
The volontary Milicija is now operative in these region

OOC: Alright, I have several problems. First, how do you know where my ships are? I'm jamming your satellites and my ship-radar is much more powerful then the radar on your planes, therefore I should be able to detect you before you detect me. Second, the AGM-154 has a max range of 70 km. The S-400 has a range of 400 km. Therefore, unless your jamming my radar (in which case I would shoot down your Electronic warfare plane), you can't really launch your missiles before I do. Third, you're dealing with the S-400, an extremely good anti-air missile, which can actually shoot down ICBMs, so your losses should be a bit higher then 3 planes. Forth, you can't rp how many missiles hit, that is for me to do. Otherwise its godmodding.
And, just in case you thought I was done... how did you know my troops landed? If you spotted them, you should say that. Also, can you be more specific? What kind of AA missiles? What kind of bombs and missiles? And finally, its kinda hard to fit so many SAMs in urban environments because the high risings limit their range and how far they can detect and such, but thats not really something I'm going to push.

And, to answer your question, I'm deploying a division, 20,000 troops.

OOC: I fail to see how you can jam all of my satellites in orbit over my nation. Among other things, there's not that many of them. While we're on the subject of "that's not possible" would you care to elaborate how you managed to sneak a battlefleet past two lines of defenses outside the Black Sea, without so much as alerting anyone?

Two, the cities in the Baltic and Crimean regions (the "Old Border") were demolished so thoroughly during earlier wars (non RP'd ones) that they were eventually rebuilt as fortresses. It turns out high-rises are really great targets, so the border regions have a conspicious lack of them. The cost is urban sprawl, naturally. So there is room to stick artillery into the spots of the city that I have occupied (i.e. 5/8 of it). I'm sorry I've never elaborated on this, as it has never come up before as a major factor.

As for the ICBMs and planes...isn't ship camoflauge like that (outside of paint-schemes and the like) PMT? And I forgot to RP the planes and missiles, if that's what you're talking about. I'll fix that tomorrow.

I'd know your troops are landing because you are attempting to land them on occupied ground, or way too far north to arrive in time to be of any use. Again, said urban sprawl has caused Sevastopol in the Federation to actually extend all the way west to the coast of the penninsula. The southern approach is already occupied by my forces, as is most of the northern approach. Unless you went all the way around the penninsula and landed behind my forces, in which case you're too far away to save the rebels.

I don't know, generic short-range AA rockets. The kind generally used to blow helicopters out of the sky.

The Federal government issued a communique to the commanders of all forces involved in the fighting in the Crimea.


To All Forces Arrayed Alongside and Against the Federal Armed Forces,

As of today, May 12th, 2009, a political agreement has been reached in the capital: the RBPA shall be granted amnesty, and a welcome to regular political life if its members lay down arms and swear a solemn oath to act non-violently in the future. In exchange, with the exception of crimes against humanity (a charge which will only be launched against those that there is internationally-approved evidence against) all crimes commited in the service or employ of the RBPA will be voided; members of the RBPA will be permitted to form their own political party, and will be subject to regular law of the Federation.

If the people truely sympathize with the RBPA, let them vote for what their hearts and minds say is right. You cannot argue with that.

A cease-fire is also offered to and between all-nations involved in this conflict, with the exception of those who have taken a conflict from elsewhere to this place. However, in such a case, we ask that you continue your fighting elsewhere, else both nations will be considered hostile to the Federation.

No diplomatic ill-will will be projected to any nations involved.

To those who have joined the RBPA's fight against the government because of our own ideology: the IFA has been quit (from) and democracy is coming. Those that encourage democracy here have no more reason to fight against us. Those that are anti-fascist likewise have no more reason to fight against us. Further hostile action in the face of this offer of cease-fire will be considered unjustified and unwarranted hostility, subject to international action.

A coalition government has been elected throughout the Federation. Nowhere did communism triumph. Socialism won a few victories. These elections were approved by foreign observers as fair. To continue and push an aggressive communist revolution is to ignore the will of the people that communism claims to aid.

In addition, all POW's on both sides shall be released, should the involved factions agree to this cease-fire.

Thank you for your consideration.

Sincerely,
Generalissimo Andrew Filie,
Head of State, Fanboyist Federation of North Atlantic Territories
Commander-in-Chief, Federal Armed Forces
Head, Nationalist Party

Counselor Heinrich Grimm,
Head of the Advisory Junta for the Foundation of a Greater Government,
Assistant Head of State
Head, Federal Republican Party

OOC:

Again, if ya'll aren't interested in continuing it, I can end it here as a cease-fire;

As a matter of fact, if none of y'all respond otherwise, I'm going to assume the cease-fire is accepted all-around.

OOC: If no one responds to this thread within one hour, I shall consider the cease-fire as accepted, and will stop checking this thread.

OOC: Is it before an hour?

OOC: Yeah. I've been getting a little irritated, because no one has posted in the last few days.

Just wonderin' where have ya been? Busy?

Did you see the proposed cease-fire? I'm just trying to finish this up. I figure I've kinda over-used the anti-communist card a bit. Heck, I'm a bit sick of my own internal messes.

Getting half of my total navy annihilated probably didn't help.

OOC: I was aiming at making Sevastopol it's own little country, but a cease fire, releasing of POWs and introduction of democracy into The Fanboyists is great.

OOC: I'm happy if you accept it; NB seems to have dropped off the face of the earth to all intents and purposes here, and Telvira and Sufintani can't keep fighting if no one else is willing to fight; their contigents aren't that large.

Also, if you want to help "interfere" in the election, the thread should still be pretty high up there right now. The thread is here. (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=590758)

OOC: Sorry I went missing. I should've warned you. I had prom, afterparties, extended after-parties, and then geography bee competition. Anyway, I can just jam your GPS satellites and such, not your satellites with cameras on them. However, you can't really use the satellites with cameras on them for up-to-date tactical information on fleets and such, just relative area.
Here (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=12528757&postcount=5) is my Longboat Class info. I wouldn't consider a bunch of cameras broadcasting certain color schemes onto a TV PMT.

Off of Sevastopol
The helicopters flew low. A flight of 3 Ka-50s took point, with more and more Ka-50s behind them and, finally, near the back, the Mi-24 and Mi-28. All of a sudden, someone on the intercom yelled: "Missile lock! Break formation!"
At that moment, the AA missile impacted with the Ka-50 helicopter just as he was getting several flares off. The other two helicopters in the formation were spared from the first volley of AA missiles, partly from the flares let off by the first helicopter and partly by their own flares. The helicopters quickly let off a volley of 40 Kh-25 radar seeking missiles, which would trace the SAMs as long as their radar was active. If they turned their radar off, however, they would be vulnerable to the helicopters. Another three Ka-50 helicopters downed and another two had to return to the carrier. The helicopters then let off another volley of 50 Kh-25 missiles and sent estimated targeting information back to the fleet.
The fleet was quick to act. Setting the coordinates into the computer, 30 BrahMos missiles filled with high explosives were launched at the advancing enemy columns. This was quickly followed by 12 P-270 Moskit missiles also aimed at the enemy column.

My sutufinai troopers are just trying to get out of the country. But noone was really into the whole "Let's try playing on the small scale" idea. lol

OOC: Quite all-right. Stuff comes up.

The cease-fire offer is on the previous page, I can reprint it if you want. Didn't know if you had seen it or not.
Sorry about the crappy post, I'm trying to work on HW because I got to go to a school thing tonight.
IC:

Another 19 rocket-artillery platforms were destroyed, in varying degrees (some salvagable, some not, all out of action). Fire returned, including anti-missile fire. The offer of cease-fire was again retransmitted to the North Baltic Fleet.

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Covering Story: FFNAT Communist Revolt

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Grestonian Politicians side with Communist Forces in Sevastopol

Recently the Fanboyist Federation of North Atlantic Territories has been waging a war of purging upon the communist parties and factions within the territory. After two failed attempts to erradicate the red presence in the Fanboyist Federation, they launched a third and final campaign, dubbed Operation Red Purge III. The turn out was amazing for the capitalist, IFA member state, the Fanboyists. However, despite the overwhelming suppourt, after taking most of the Crimean Penninsula, the tyranical forces were stopped and confronted as Sevastopol by a much more stable, organized communist defense.

This has led to numerous other prolaterian nations to run to the defense of this small, undermanned communist faction. One of those suppourters include Grestonian ally The Northern Baltic. It has been debated on Capital Square whether or not the Imperial Republic should suppourt this possible future sovereign state. It has been a fierce debate, such a move would leave the Imperial Republic's rear out to be beaten by extremely anti-communist nations, however at the same time possibly crippling yet another IFA nation.

After a week of debate, the vote is in and the Federal Grestonian Parliament, and the Imperial Republic herself, have agreed that we should aid this group to a place on world stage, through manners of diplomacy. Striker has made it known that he wishes to open upon a conference in Sevastopol, where, were they to become a nation, the capital would be held. Numerous delegations would be invited to attend, such as leading ranks from the Communist Faction, dignitaries from FFNAT, dignitaries from TNB, and number other nations.

To be disgussed at such a conference would be whether or not they should be granted sovereignty, as well as a possible cease fire and end of hostilities between the two groups. If passed the Imperial Republic would have adopted a small but costly child to be shared with The Northern Baltic.

Whether or not this was a good choice on behalf of the Striker Administration will be answered by future administations and governments.

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Ultimate End to Communist Conflict in Sight?
By Carlos Vasquez, Resident Foreign Policy Expert
and Thomas Williams, Resident Political Analyst
May 19th, 2009

- Sevastopol, Crimea, FFNAT -


Yesterday, the guns ceased firing around the Red Brotherhood Proletarian Army stronghold of Sevastopol as a cease-fire was offered by Acting-Field Marshal Stanley Neniven, with the approval of Generalissimo Filie.

The offer is reprinted below:

To All Forces Arrayed Alongside and Against the Federal Armed Forces,

As of today, May 12th, 2009, a political agreement has been reached in the capital: the RBPA shall be granted amnesty, and a welcome to regular political life if its members lay down arms and swear a solemn oath to act non-violently in the future. In exchange, with the exception of crimes against humanity (a charge which will only be launched against those that there is internationally-approved evidence against) all crimes commited in the service or employ of the RBPA will be voided; members of the RBPA will be permitted to form their own political party, and will be subject to regular law of the Federation.

If the people truely sympathize with the RBPA, let them vote for what their hearts and minds say is right. You cannot argue with that.

A cease-fire is also offered to and between all-nations involved in this conflict, with the exception of those who have taken a conflict from elsewhere to this place. However, in such a case, we ask that you continue your fighting elsewhere, else both nations will be considered hostile to the Federation.

No diplomatic ill-will will be projected to any nations involved.

To those who have joined the RBPA's fight against the government because of our own ideology: the IFA has been quit (from) and democracy is coming. Those that encourage democracy here have no more reason to fight against us. Those that are anti-fascist likewise have no more reason to fight against us. Further hostile action in the face of this offer of cease-fire will be considered unjustified and unwarranted hostility, subject to international action.

A coalition government has been elected throughout the Federation. Nowhere did communism triumph. Socialism won a few victories. These elections were approved by foreign observers as fair. To continue and push an aggressive communist revolution is to ignore the will of the people that communism claims to aid.

In addition, all POW's on both sides shall be released, should the involved factions agree to this cease-fire.

Thank you for your consideration.

Sincerely,
Generalissimo Andrew Filie,
Head of State, Fanboyist Federation of North Atlantic Territories
Commander-in-Chief, Federal Armed Forces
Head, Nationalist Party

Counselor Heinrich Grimm,
Head of the Advisory Junta for the Foundation of a Greater Government,
Assistant Head of State
Head, Federal Republican Party

This declaration/offer of a cease-fire came after Generalissimo Filie revealed his intentions to move ahead with plans for a new democratic government for the Federation, and also informed the world of the Federation's departure from the Imperial Fascist Alliance (IFA).

The campaign in the Crimea, dubbed Operation Red Purge III, and ironically led by Stanley Neniven (who was actually one of the two founding leaders of the RBPA) was initially very successful, upon the arrival at the Crimean bastion of Sevastopol, the attack slowed down as it fought to penetrate the strong defenses designed during the last days of the Wars of Defense. In the face of this stiff resistance, other nations, now revealed to be principally led by Greston and the North Baltic, a Grestonian ally, flocked to aid the otherwise-hopeless RBPA. Due to the large number of Federal forces committed to the campaign, it is quite likely that the RBPA would have eventually been crushed, but at the point of mass intervention by foreign nations, the potential for great bloodshed and the conflict with the new principals that the government has pledged to operate on, a cease-fire was offered, and has apparently been accepted by Grestonian forces. No news has been recieved regarding whether or not the North Baltic has opted to accept the cease-fire.

A meeting has been offered to take place in Sevastopol to iron-out the technicalities of the agreement. It is believed that the foreign coalition and the RBPA may insist on autonomy or full independence for Sevastopol. The government is expected to reject any such demand countering with the offer of full political recognition and legal protection should the group choose to lay down arms and resume political action rather than violence.

Off of Sevastopol
Several more helicopters were downed before the message was transmitted to the helicopters in combat, but once the message was transmitted, the helicopters ceased firing and the remaining helicopters returned to the carrier.

Volga, The Northern Baltic
Leftist organizations promoting international solidarity were quick to push for a bill calling for the recognition of Sevastopol as a sovereign country once the cease fire was recognized, and hundreds of former military volunteers clogged the phone lines, asking when one of The Northern Baltic's airlines would open up flying routes to Sevastopol. The Northern Baltic showed full support in temporarily adopting Sevastopol as a country, with some autonomy, during a certain time period and then granting it its complete independence after the rebuilding period had completed.

Neniven gave a general issuance of the next message:


To All Concerned in the Recent Events in the Crimea;

Obviously, because you have ceased firing, as have we, the cease-fire has been accepted all-around. This is good news; we have grown tired of the fighting, and the time for reconciliation has most certainly been overdue. And, personally, I would like to see through what will become of the organization I helped found 25-odd years ago.

For this reason, I would like to invite the leaders of all forces present to a preliminary meeting in a location immedietely outside Sevastopol, on neutral ground. The area will be clearly visible from the air, and you will receive the coordinates in an attachment to this message.

I must stress that this is a preliminary meeting; I am not high-ranked enough to make a binding, lasting decision, but I am permitted to begin the process while Generalissimo Filie makes his way here to finalize the issue.

Thank you for your consideration.

Sincerely,
Acting-Field Marshal Stanley Neniven
Commanding Officer, Operation Red Purge III
Commanding Officer, 77th Task Force

Upon receiving the message, the government of The Northern Baltic released it so the People's Congress could make a decision to nominate a team of two or three diplomats to send to the diplomatic meeting.
The first object up to vote was the size of the team being sent. After two or three hours of debate, it was finally decided, by a three/forth's majority, that the team should only be two people.
Next came the vote for which people they should send. The first that came up to speak was Aristide Makarov, half native New Havenian, half Balto-Russian and an extremely popular solidarity labor leader. It wasn't long before he won the Congress over with his speech about the necessity of solidarity: "In this time of need, we cannot fail our brothers and sisters. Though they may be on the other side of the globe, their political stance should be right next to us, holding our hands in solidarity. Long live the United Workers Republic! Long live the people of Sevastopol!"
After receiving an astonishing 90% vote, several other potential candidates backed down and the next candidate Jorun Nilsen, was the only remaining one. Nilsen began, "I should like to point out that I have directed the International Studies program at the University of Volga for 15 years now, during which I have visited over 35 countries, monitored a dozen or so conflicts, and helped negotiate three peace treaties." that seemed to satisfy the Conservatives in the Congress. "Furthermore, I should like to point out the necessity in assuring the safety of the people of Sevastopol: we need assurance from all parties involved that the city, and its people will be safe." That satisfied the pacifists and Communists. "Finally, we should use the diplomatic meeting to strengthen our ties with Sevastopol and begin moving all needed goods into the city at the soonest available date." That satisfied the solidarity groups and the anarchists. He was elected with a 76% vote and they both were off on an escorted plane to Sevastopol.

OOC: Shall we skip to them landing in Sevastopol and beginning negotiation? There is an airfield within the city. The Grestonians can show up when they do. I will be RPing the RBPA leader (the new one, seeing as the most recent one was killed in the defense.)

IC:

Neniven looked down at his watch. The meeting would begin whenever; there was no real hurry, but he didn't enjoy waiting. He had done enough of that in jail, after all. He just really hoped that the man at his side didn't blow it.

"Hrani, don't say shit that is deliberately meant to piss them off. This is sort of important; they sunk half our navy, and I don't anyone having an excuse to do it to the other half. The Commandant of the Navy is going to be pissed with me as it is." He paused, considering the next thing he would say. "Besides, do this right, and you're probably getting my post; I'm quitting the military when we finish this shit. I'm only here to see the RBPA through, full-circle."

Sevastopol Airport
The pair landed, each slowly took in their war-torn surroundings. Bombed out buildings and destroyed vehicles littered the streets on their way to the meeting place. Once they arrived, both stepped out of the car and shook hands with Neniven. Introductions were short, they had business to attend to.

"Alright then. I'd like to introduce you to my second in command, Col.General Hranislav Duvnjak. He's mostly here to make sure my blatant socialist tendencies don't show through," he said with a small smile, indicating that he was joking.

"Now, I think I need to tell you what I am permitted and not permitted to do; I can negotiate the withdrawal of troops by both sides, and the end of hostilities; I am not allowed to negotiate a lasting political solution; I am not a diplomat, so we must wait a day or so for Generalissimo Filie to arrive and speak to you and the RBPA leadership (who I imagine will be arriving soon enough) regarding that matter. I would appreciate it if you would inform me what you are aiming to achieve through this, apart from the obvious ending to the blood-letting."

At this point, Liam Dyer, a man of about 55 years, greying hair and beard, a robust figure, and a careworn face, newly chosen leader of the RBPA stepped into the meeting shelter that had been erected, followed closely by his new second-in-command, Ysabel Martinez, a woman of about 42, who showed the obvious marks of rationing.

"Ah, Liam! How have you been...well, apart from the siege?"

Liam's face broke into a look of absolute horror. "Stanley...you...I had heard rumors but...I...you wouldn't..." denial shook his words.

"I"m afraid I would, old friend. Peace needs to be finally, completely, restored to the Federation. If that means the eviction of the RBPA from the Federation, so be it. If you can return to the Federation into a more normal status, I would prefer that. But the fighting has gone on too long, and I must atone for the part I played in it myself."

In spite of Neniven's words, Dyer looked exactly how he felt; the greatest hero he had ever known had finally betrayed him, he thought.

OOC: I think I should RP the new RPBA leader, also, in my news report, I never mentioned I had troops (meaning you do not know that), and I mentioned we were aiming at getting the RPBA to become it's own nation.

Sevastopol Airport

The plane touched down gently, manuevering around the carnage caused by numerous miss fires by FFNAT forces. Frederick Lansor closed his laptop and slid it into his bag. The air attendent directed him off the plane. Waiting at the bottom of the ramp was Field Marshal James Surrey and Lieutenant General Thomas Farlander. Field Marshal Surrey took the white gloves off his hand and embraced Frederick Lansor.

"Ah! Well is it not mister big in the bridges himself," Surrey exclaimed, turning to introduce Lansor to Farlander, "Sir Lansor, this is Lieutenant General Thomas Farlander, were it not for his tank divisions stead fast spirit, Sevastopol would be destroyed and you wouldn't be here."

"Why hello, Mr. Farlander, thank you for your suppourt in this operation," Lansor said with a smile, his thick Scottish accent seemed to intrigue Farlander.

"Well Mr. Lansor," Field Marshal Surrey directed him to the escort, "to the reason you came here for. The Ambassador to the FFNAT, Linda Whilson, is warming our seats for you. Is every thing else in order?"

"Yes, yes it is," the group piled into the escort and began the coarse to the meeting place. The envoy's car had to steer around the rubble of the battle and around small battle groups walking back to the air port to depart Crimea.

"This hell whole is what we are fighting for," commented Lansor during his ride.

The group arrived on time and greeted their allies from The Northern Batlic, then met up with Ms. Whilson. They sat down, cutting the introductions so they could get the meeting started.

[OOC: By the way, OOC comment noted.]

OOC: Who's Lansor? Where did he come from? Dyer is the leader of the RBPA, so...

IC:

Neniven glared at the new-comers. Since when had the Grestonians had any stake in this? he thought to himself.

Anyways... "I would like to give you a bit of background on how things got to this point. It may help to know the context that all these actions have taken place against," Neniven began.

"The beginnings of the RBPA are the same as the beginning of the Grimmeberger regime; in fact, the Grimmeberger regime is indirectly the cause for the creation of the RBPA." He saw blank looks. They obviously didn't think he was in a place to tell them about how these things had occurred. "I would know; between me and the deceased Roger Smith, we created the organization. To fight Grimmeberger and ultimately with the hope of creating a communistic, in Smith's dreams or a socialist one in mine." He paused, taking a breath. "Of course, we were obviously unsuccessful, and in our first attempt, Grimmeberger personally led the armies that shattered our movement. So we waited, and a few years later, tried again. And we failed again. And then when the first republic lived and died in 1990, the republicans joined forces with us. But we were shattered again. And then the Grey Coats, the militias of the Federation's cities finally tracked down Smith, and his luck ran out. He was executed two days after capture, and I was soon arrested as well. But something stayed Grimmeberger's hand, and he left me in prison, until the RBPA chose to once more disturb the peace, a habit I am afraid I started, and I was released and given the order to defend my country, an order I could not, with a clean heart, disobey. And that is how things have reached this point. My duty now is to see to it that the RBPA ceases to be a threat to the Federation, be it through political reconcillation, exile, or annihilation, if necessary, though I sincerely hope it does not come to that."

He looked at the dignitaries. "If I'm not mistaken, many of you think that Sevastopol may become an independent country, ruled by the RBPA. That is not permissable. We. will. have. no. secession. The people of Sevastopol have not made the choice to be siezed, and it is unjust to force this regime on them, particularly when the RBPA could spread its message peacefully in the Federation, which I am pleased to say has finally decided to embrace democracy fully."

OOC: Uh Lansor is the guy in the news report I made. I even have a giant ass picture of him, he is the head suppourter of this operation in Greston

Lansor decided to take the floor next. He eye balled all of the delegations, the friendly, nostalgic dignitaries from The Northern Baltic spotted him first. He moved on to spot the tired, worn, and extremely malnourished dignitaries from the RBPA; and then finally to stare at Field Marshal Neniven, who looked as if he had walked right off the battle field. Field Marshal Surrey had a score to settle with the man. Two tanks crews under his immediate command, part of his five tank Calvary Bodyguard, were taken out of commision by Neniven.

Lansor took Neniven's speech in with out any problems but after the man finished and left the floor open, Lansor scoffed and spoke, broad casting his voice across the room, "My god, man, do you wish to make me laugh? I came to this meeting with one goal, and only one goal; and you should be assured that this goal was not to have the RPBA become a small insignificant, unrepresented party in the federation," he exclaimed, his statement seemed to impact the other delegations.

"Understanding that this meeting is only a 'preliminary concession' I wish to ask when I can speak to Mr. Filie upon this matter? The Imperial Republic suppourts the RPBA under a few conditions, that they lay down their arms towards your nation and remain peaceful for an amount of time to be decided upon during this meeting. I demand that the RPBA secedes and becomes it's own, autnonomous, sovereign state. Of course the Imperial Republic will fund and suppourt it until it has fully been rebuilt. Miss Linda Whilson can better explain our mission plan here today."

Linda stood to take the floor, after fully introducing herself she began explain to the delegations, "Our governments intentions is, as Sir Lansor stated, to make the RPBA a sovereign nation. The entirety of the Crimea Penninsula would be ceeded to them, including Sevastopol as the capital and the land we sit upon at this moment. The economies of both the Imperial Republic and The Northern Baltic would fund it, adpoting it as our project for the coarse of the next six or seven years," Linda paused to take a sip of water and clear her throat, she was choking from the silence and the attention.

"I understand this may infringe upon FFNAT borders, however, this would be the reparations for the damage you caused to these people and their families. All of your other terms would be met, the only difference would be the new neighbor you will have," Miss Whilson sat back down and turned her attention to see the malnourished Liam Dyer stand up to speak.

"After speaking to Mr. Lansor of Greston and Ms. Martinez, they both agree with these terms, including the military access rights extended to the Imperial Republic and The Northern Baltic to defend the borders from any moves you may wish to make against us," the last comment seemed to be aimed at Neniven, Liam had been staring at the man the entirety of the conference.

His situation seemed to almost displease Neniven, especially with him having such a great amount of suppourt against him, "Our armed forces, would be entirely made up of our current RPBA militants and Grestonian soldiers as well as freedom fighters. The Imperial Republic would help supply them as well, and The Rt. Hon. Field Marshal James Surrey, standing over with the Grestonian delegation," Surrey stood, tucked his cap under his arm and bowed, "would be the leader of the troops positioned at our border. If it is not obvious at this moment, his self and another large amount of Grestonian soldiers were what stopped you at The Wall."

Neniven's face went ashen.

"Filie will arrive later this evening; you may speak to him then."

"Potentially, succession could be considered, but not anywhere near as much territory as you insist! There are not enough people in the RBPA to merit that much territory! There never have been! Even at its height, when I was in command, there were never more than 20,000 proper members, and you can't force that sort of government on the people of the Crimea. If you have any intent of something if this sort even coming close to taking place, a plebiscite should take place; only if the people of the Crimea opt to allow such a government should it be allowed. Even if secession were allowed, Sevastopol and the surrounding area would be all that would be ceded, maybe, if we're truely generous, the south of the penninsula: the Ukraine has been Federal territory for the last 50 years, and will continue to be as such for the next 100."

He glared harder. "Besides, if they are to occupy the whole penninsula, I will see to it that all fortifications I designed are dynamited first. Those bastions were built for the express use of the Federation, not the use of secessionists!"

"Underrepresented? I doubt it! If a group of fascists, who the government dispises even more, is able to run a campaign, then the RBPA, who undoubtedly have sympathizers in the Federation, will support them. If they are truly meriting of leadership, they will get it. If not, they will suffer the fate of every other party that doesn't achieve that: they will have to wait 'till next time."

"And we will want an open-border period so that all who do not want to be within such a nation can escape."

OOC: back in a bit.

"No, no, no, no, no, Mr. Neniven, succession could not be considered, it will be considered. I am willing to make a compromise however. Rather then ceeding all of the Crimea Penninsula to the RPBA, you will ceed the land from Sevastopol to the Black Sea."

Lansor glared at the man he argued with, "And that is not a generous offer, rather a cop out so you get what you want and once again, leave the RPBA out to dry. Ceeding only the immediate area would leave them, essentially defenseless, being surrounded by a nation that has attempted to kill them for the past twenty years!" - Lansor exclaimed, Neniven was skating on thin ice for Lansor.

Surrey stood to take the floor, shifting his eyes around the room. He had a smirk that stretched from ear to ear, he was happy seeing that, if the conference didn't take he'd get to personally arrest Neniven.

"Mr. Neniven, I understand your concern for the military installations and facilities you have erected over the length of this past Operation Red Purge, however, once they land they stand upon is ceeded over, you no longer own them and no longer have the right to have them razed. To even ask of such a favour is insulting, sir. I find it humourous that you are so disgusted with these people for wishing to succeed; yet you will roll over them with tanks, execute their prisoners of war, relentlessly air raid them, and make it a priority to kill and exile every last one of them! How can you not understand why they wish to have their own nation?

You insist that their are suppourters of theirs, Mr. Neniven? I find that impossible when your government has gone out of it's way to execute all of them and, indirectly, force them to militarise to survive. All of their suppourters are the party. How can you have any form of representation when so much time, effort, and money has been invested in propoganda to make them look evil? Seeing that you ask for a period of open border and that I personally will be running the border of this future nation, I must inform you that there will be no such thing. The borders of this nation will work as they do in Greston, The Northern Baltic, even the FFNAT, as that of any other in the world. When a citizen wishes to leave they can, however, you are not to stop suppourters of the RPBA from flocking to their new nation."

Field Marshal Surrey used to be a speaker and was actually the head debator in his college, which was probably why he was to so easily get his point across.

The Conference
The delegates from The Northern Baltic were in agreement with the delegates from Greston and thus, had no need to speak yet. Even still, they thought it best to make their presence known. Aristide Makarov spoke up: "All we wish for is for the security and sovereignty of the city to be preserved. And we can accept no less." With that, Aristide gave the floor up. Unless something regarded the Baltic's attention, it would probably stay that way.

Main Airport, Sevastopol
The first plane belonging to the Northern Baltic International Airlines touched down amidst the screams of joy from its passengers, 87 men and women from various solidarity groups from across The Northern Baltic. They had volunteered to fight, if needed be, alongside their Comrades from Sevastopol, against the invading scum.

In the meantime, the ships carrying supplies for the rebels quickly unloaded them and prepared to make the journey home. They would, however, wait for the conference to be over to assure there was no hostile intentions. The four Tarantul-III Class were transferred over to the city of Sevastopol, to create Sevastopol's first navy.

Neniven's ensuing snort could have been heard for miles.

"The government didn't execute all their supporters! Many were, admittedly, exiled, but never threatened with death! Smith was the exception, not the rule! I watched him order strikes on civilian targets, told him how disgusted I was by it, and do you know what he said? 'Necessary.' All he ever said. Ever. And you try and tell me that the government that allowed these people to leave, but keep their lives, then return years later, while the RBPA has, I am ashamed to say on my orders in one case, repeatedly broken cease-fires agreed to by the government, is the evil one? I think our alliance of necessity with the IFA has blinded you to the truth about how we have conducted ourselves over the last two decades. Money has not been used to make them look evil; the government doesn't resort to propaganda; if you don't believe me, realize that Grimmeberger, the one the RBPA as it was intended always was fighting, was the biggest cheapskate of a dictator ever: he didn't use propaganda because it was expensive and counter-productive. This desire for a seperate nation is not why we formed the RBPA in the first place."

He glared at Liam. "I thought I had taught you better than that. Now I realize 'Comrade' Smith twisted you beyond repair long ago."

"Ah, you misunderstand those fortifications: I did not build them for Red Purge; they were used against me for it. I designed them thirty years ago, with Grimmeberger, my friend and future enemy at my side, to ensure the Crimea always remained part of the Federation. I will not see the only good thing I have done with my life twisted into a purpose it was never meant for. If I must go against the Generalissimo's orders and order airstrikes on each one until they are rubble, I will do so. Those forts will not follow the Crimea into any degenerate future. They will not be twisted into a tool to keep the Crimea out of its rightful place: within the Federation."

"That is quite a generous offer: we should be demanding that only Sevastopol and its immediete suburbs and some surrounding farmland, enough to keep the people there from starving, are ceded, and nothing more. As it is, we will only allow any such border to be drawn 40 miles north of the city limit. No further north. That is not leaving them out to dry: forcing them to secede is leaving them out to dry: we are offering them, by full reintegration into the new democratic nation, full protection of law and a fair chance at spreading their views, which is no more or less than what everyone else recieves."

He smirked heavily. "Besides, are you really so horribly blind that you didn't realize that Sevastopol is a port city? My God, you Grestonians are stupid. You didn't notice the wet stuff? It's called water. That is the Black Sea. We will happily give Sevastopol access to the sea, as you insist, and nothing more, which you have not insisted on. Works perfectly well for us."

At this point, a platoon of panzergrenadiers from the 11 Jan Hus, the unit that had squared off against Grestonian forces, entered. The platoon leader stood at attention and barked:

"The Assistant Generalissimo has arrived, area secured, sir!" he barked to Neniven.

"Good. Stand down. Arrest anyone that attempts to harm him. You have full authority to execute any that should attempt to hurt the AG. Remember your duty."

"Yessir!"

You seen Neniven had been misinformed: Filie was still in the capital, and had business to attend to ensuring the proper installation of a democratic government. So he sent the next best person to deal with the matter.

And the man entered. The 63 year-old grizzled former dictator was much more commanding in presence than anyone in the room: you don't rule a nation for 25 years and not have something rub off on you, especially after serving in the military for a good 20 years before that. He had a still-fairly-thick grey beard, and had a full head of hair, though there was evidence of some thinning on top. He was about 5'11", weighed in at 180 pounds, and still maintained good fitness for his age: he still considered himself a soldier, and he acted like it. He marched in crisply, his old Generalissimo uniform on, with a designation change, indicating him as assistant head-of-state and as one approved to negotiate with others. He nodded to the panzergrenadiers. The elite soldiers exited the shelter.

"Now, where was Stanley? Sorry, this could be shock, but Filie is a bit busy. Making sure democracy functions all-right and everything."

There was an obvious terror that took hold of Dyer. This was the man he had always feared, standing in front of him. The man he had hated, fought against.

"Hi there, Liam. Communism's been unkind to you. The Army is happy to have you back at anytime. We need good logistical personnel all the time, you know." He turned towards the foreign dignitaries.

"Hi. I'm the oppressing fascist douchebag Stanley must have been telling you about. I'm Steven Grimmeberger, former Head of State for the FFNAT, now assistant Head, and I will be taking his place. I am authorized to make final negotiations here, unlike Stanley. Like I said, Andrew had important domestic shit to attend to. Busy dismembering all my hard work." he grinned to indicate he was joking with the last comment.

"So, what's this I hear of secession?" he gave a nasty grin. "If I heard correct, Stanley was busy listing the various objections we have to this?"

OOC: Extra-magical

Bumpage.

OOC: Greston? You there? NB?

The bumping will continue until post numbers improve.

OOC: I'm here, but I'm basically letting Greston lead negotiations, though, if he doesn't show up in a day or so, I'll take over negotiations. Alright?

OOC: Sounds good.

OOC: Extreme Bumpage.

OOC: Really sorry man. I had APs and this completely passed my mind. I'll post now though.

IC:
Without waiting for a response from the Grestonian delegation, Jorun Nilsen stepped forward and spoke, "Regardless of who is at fault in the past, this is the present. All The Northern Baltic wishes is for a guarantee from the government of Fanboyists that they will not attack Sevastopol, the separation and sovereignty of Sevastopol from the Federation, and the land of Sevastopol to be ceded, including access to water supplies as the Mediterranean sea is a dirty sea and desalinization, even for clean water, is very expensive." The other Northern Baltic delegate, Aristide Makarov, nodded in agreement.

OOC: Sorry, I've been on on and off, and I didn't catch this earlier. Sorry for the wait. Likewise had an AP.


IC:

Grimmeberger looked at him, with something bordering on a glare, mostly of irritation.

"I'll have you know we've done a good job cleaning up the Medditerranean. And the Black Sea is not dirty either. All the same, there are wells and desalinization plants already in Sevastopol. Stanley isn't an idiot. He made sure those were installed when he redesigned the fortificatoins. Water supplies are a non-issue. We shall cede the land in the immediete vicinity of Sevastopol, recognize its sovreignty, and we will pledge non-aggression. However, I think it would be beneficial to incorporate provisions that, if mutually agreed on, the reincorporation of Sevastopol back into the Federation may occur. Not that it necessarily will, but that it may, if mutually agreed on by both Sevastopol and ourselves."