Crisis in Praxinaria

[Praxinaria]

Praxinaria Daily World
REBELLION ERUPTS IN DORDEN; MILITARY ORDERS FULL MOBILIZATION

A military convoy en route to to enforce embattled Local Guard forces in Point City, Dorden came under attack this morning at approximately 6:20 AM, Praxinarian Standard Time, the Central Military Administration announced today. The convoy, consisting of 275 Army soldiers and the associated vehicles and equipment, was attacked by what was reported to be a local militia organized of farmers, townspeople, and known dissidents. The militia men attacked with mostly hunting rifles and assault weapons stolen from numerous recently raided Army stockpiles in Dorden. More troubling, however, was the presence of improvised explosive devices, which trapped the convoy and were reported to have caused heavy damage to the Army's armored units. Casualties were heavy, with 31 dead, 60 wounded, and 4 APC's lost.

Hostilities have been high in Dorden since the issuance of Executive Edict 1011-205-887 in February. The Edict inflamed the relatively impoverished area by redistricting access to the Vowa River, traditionally a lifeline in the agricultural region, to favor large industries planning to move to the region. Violence began in Point City, the capital of Dorden, almost immediately, but it was only recently that Local Guard units began to request Central Military assistance. Rumors have surfaced of foreign intervention and the presence of known international terrorists, but no information has been released to support these rumors.

News of the convoy attack was met with large scale celebration in and around Point City. According to local reports, an angry mob of approximately 700 to 800 attacked Local Guard fortifications in the Government District, and razed both the local Court House, but also occupied the local jail, freeing previously detained rebels and enemies-of-the-state. While the rebellion appears to be a spontaneous mix of mob violence and anti-government hatred, targeted attacks at Local Guard installations have raised concerns of a hidden leadership, perhaps of communists or separatists. The CMA has released no information to support these rumors.

In response to local hostilities, the Central Military Administration declared a State of Unrest constituting all of Dorden, and began to mobilize the 1st Home Guard Army to crush any and all rebellion.

[Lubyak]

>>Begin message
>>Sender: Ministry of International Affairs
>>Intended Recipient: Praxinarian Government
>>Subject: Dominion Support
>>Encryption: Minimal

To whom it may concern,

The Dominion of the Lubyak believes strongly in capitalism, and heavily frowns upon violent dissent within the state. You can be assured of the Dominion's full backing in the international arena.

If necessary, the Dominon is ready to provide you with support from both offshore naval vessels and the deployment of one of our famed Urban Pacification Regiments to help you in the swift supression of this armed rebellion against a legitimate government.

>>End Message

[Kreigan]

Praxinaria Daily World
REBELLION ERUPTS IN DORDEN; MILITARY ORDERS FULL MOBILIZATION

A military convoy en route to to enforce embattled Local Guard forces in Point City, Dorden came under attack this morning at approximately 6:20 AM, Praxinarian Standard Time, the Central Military Administration announced today. The convoy, consisting of 275 Army soldiers and the associated vehicles and equipment, was attacked by what was reported to be a local militia organized of farmers, townspeople, and known dissidents. The militia men attacked with mostly hunting rifles and assault weapons stolen from numerous recently raided Army stockpiles in Dorden. More troubling, however, was the presence of improvised explosive devices, which trapped the convoy and were reported to have caused heavy damage to the Army's armored units. Casualties were heavy, with 31 dead, 60 wounded, and 4 APC's lost.

Hostilities have been high in Dorden since the issuance of Executive Edict 1011-205-887 in February. The Edict inflamed the relatively impoverished area by redistricting access to the Vowa River, traditionally a lifeline in the agricultural region, to favor large industries planning to move to the region. Violence began in Point City, the capital of Dorden, almost immediately, but it was only recently that Local Guard units began to request Central Military assistance. Rumors have surfaced of foreign intervention and the presence of known international terrorists, but no information has been released to support these rumors.

News of the convoy attack was met with large scale celebration in and around Point City. According to local reports, an angry mob of approximately 700 to 800 attacked Local Guard fortifications in the Government District, and razed both the local Court House, but also occupied the local jail, freeing previously detained rebels and enemies-of-the-state. While the rebellion appears to be a spontaneous mix of mob violence and anti-government hatred, targeted attacks at Local Guard installations have raised concerns of a hidden leadership, perhaps of communists or separatists. The CMA has released no information to support these rumors.

In response to local hostilities, the Central Military Administration declared a State of Unrest constituting all of Dorden, and began to mobilize the 1st Home Guard Army to crush any and all rebellion.

The Dictatorship of Kreigan would like to help and with your permission deploy the 5th and 8th Kreigan Infantry divisions in your nation. They will be in charge of protecting patrolling high priority targets that the rebels are likely to attack. We will also send in 150 members of our elite KCTU (Kreigan Counter Terrorist Unit) to find and take down rebel leaders.

[Heningrad]

the united socialist states of heningrad has sent 1,000 ground troops in support of the rebels. each man carries an ak-47 or dragonov rifle depending on personal prefrence. along with the combat troops there are also 50 non combat units to help rebuild things and care for the wounded.

[Praxinaria]

To: Ministry of International Affairs, Lubyak
From: Praxinarian Foreign Ministries
Re: Dominion Support
Encryption: Minimum (Level 1)

To all relevant parties:

The Democratic Republic wishes to convey its sincerest thanks to The Dominion of Lubyak for its generous offer of support. While the only ports capable of hosting and supporting a naval operation of any meaningful size at Boal and Doclair are in poor condition, the deployment of Urban Pacification Units would be of great assistance. Resistance is growing in urban areas in Dorden, and the Army is ill trained for the unique challenges of urban warfare. Please move your forces via air transport to General Levitt Air Force Base outside of the capital of Selsand City with all due haste so they can be briefed on the situation.

-Message Ended-

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To: The Dictatorship of Kreigan
From: Praxinarian Foreign Ministries
Re: Military Support
Encryption: Minimum (Level 1)

To all relevant parties:

The Democratic Republic wishes to convey its sincerest thanks to The Dominion of Lubyak for its generous offer of support. Please provide a more precise assessment of the forces making up the 5th and 8th Infantry Divisions so the Democratic Republic can accurately deliberate upon their entrence into its territory. The KCTU is welcome to assist. Please move your forces via air transport to General Levitt Air Force Base outside of the capital of Selsand City with all due haste so they can be briefed on the situation.

-Message Ended-

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OOC: Heningrad, can you RP sending your soldiers to Praxinaria? Having a full fledged communist army instantly appearing doesn't make for the most realistic scenarios.

[Heningrad]

Declaration of war



The nation of Heningrad hereby officially declares war on the government of Praxinaria in total support of the rebel forces. in support of the rebel forces the united socialist states of Heningrad have deployed 1,000 infantry men and 50 non combat units to help care for wounded soldiers and civilians. each infantry man is armed with an AK-47 or a dragonov rifle depending on personal preference.

from: the united socialist states of Heningrad

[Lubyak]

>>Begin Message
>>Sender: Ministry of International Affairs
>>Intended Recipient: Praxinarian Government
>>Subject: Dominion Support
>>Encryption: Medium

Dominion Naval and Land Assets are currently being relocated to support your cause. The Naval Fleet we are deploying is relatively self sufficient, and should be able to hold its station for a few months before requiring to transfer. The 10th Carrier Battlegroup has been ordered to move withing striking distance of the region in question.

Air lifting has already begun, though it will take some time. Our T-666 Mamluk UPVs are heavy enough that some of our largest aircraft can only carry one at a time. We expect transfer of the full regiment to take at least a week.

Certain assets have already reached your shores. However, we believe that it would be best for the entire regiment to be amasssed first before sending it in. Urban warfare is brutal, and the Dominion does not wish to expend its assets piecemeal.
>>End Message
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General Levitt Air Force Base

Colonel Joan Nukov looked around the busy airfield as her crew worked to prepare her command T-666 for the coming campaign. The T-666 Urban Pacification Vehicle, nicknamed the Mamluk, as a true monster of armored warfare. It dwarfed Main battle tanks, and its armor was thick enough to shrug off everything but the most dedicated of anti-tank fire. Nukov herself had seen a Mamluk take a depleted uranium shell, and keep on going. All that armor made the damn thing slower than a sleeping hippo, and all the mechanics involved in its operation meant it spent a good half its time in reserve, but on the occasions it was deployed, especially against insurgent forces who lacked the kind of massed anti tank fire power needed to kill one, the Mamluk was devastating. Twin heavy cannons backed up by a CIWS ripped off a naval warship, and, in what was to Nukov, one of the more amusing things about the Mamluk, large powerful speakers mounted on a small tower to the rear of the turret. Nukov grinned slightly as she thought back to where the mere appearance of her Mamluk, and the orders she could issue through the speaker tower had been enough to scatter a protest that looked like it was about to turn violent.

Unfortunately, at the moment, only one platoon of the Dominion's monsters had been deployed. The other nineteen were slolwy being flown in, along with the infantry to help protect them.

Nukov sighed as she glanced around, checking her wrist chronometer. It was almost time for the briefing. With a quick nod to the rest of her command staff, she turned to head to where she would meet with her liason with the Praxinarian military.

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OOC:

Order of Battle for the 72nd Urban Pacification Regiment
100x Mamluk UPVs.
20x Shrike Pattern Low Level AA Vehicle
1,000 x Infantry (Urban Combat Specialists)

Assorted Logistics Units

[Malgrave]

Royal Malgravean Times.
Crisis in Praxinaria

An assortment of militia and criminal's assaulted a government convoy in Praxinaria earlier today, the militia consisting of several hunting riffles and stolen military weapons and IED's managed to successfully ambush the military patrol using their superior local knowledge to trap the military convoy inside a mini-siege situation.

Dissent in the Dorden Region has risen recently after the government passed an act that supported the actions of local industry over local agriculture. An act which deeply effected the local people who's economy had been connected to the agriculture sector for many generations, however only recently has the conflict escalated. In response the Praxinarian Government officially declared a 'state of unrest' and began mobilizing the 1st Home Guard Army in an attempt to stop violence in the region.

Prime Minister Nikola Tesla released a statement regarding the situation currently going on in the country on behalf of the Malgravean Government.

"I was recently informed about the increase of dissenting actions currently taking place in the 'Dorden' region of Praxinaria. Although the Malgravean Government fully recognizes the Government of Praxinaria, the Malgravean Government is appalled that certain countries in the international community wish to take this opportunity to inflame the conflict.

The Malgravean Government would recommend that the Government of Praxinaria listens to the wishes of the local people and talks with local-peaceful representatives and seeks to reach a compromise. The Malgravean Government can offer to send mediators to assist in the procedure.

[Alexiandra]

Alexiandran Communique

Alexiandran Governmental Seal

Alexiandra's government has for many years believed that political change must only come through peaceful means. Even our own government change this week was carried out peacefully and without bloodshed, leading us to strongly oppose violent rebellion. Alexiandran news agencies reported the attack in Praxinaria hours after it occurred, and numerous figures within the Empire have expressed genuine concern for the safety of Praxinaria's soldiers. This assault was cowardly and unnecessary. If the militants that perpetrated this ambush want a change in political leadership, they should campaign for it peacefully rather than through force of arms. As such, Alexiandra's King Sevra III, head of the Empire, would like to offer his full support to the government of Praxinaria during this time of trial. Alexiandra wishes to make it known that Praxinaria will be reinforced and assisted by Alexiandra in any way that is needed. King Sevra III would like to offer 2,000 soldiers of the 6th Battalion of the Royal Army. These fighters are veterans of the Quavvian war and are trained exceptionally, as is the standard in Alexiandra. We propose to the government of Praxinaria that these soldiers be airlifted, along with around 1000 Armoured Personnel Carriers, via Alexiandran Chinnok helicopters. Tanks numbering around 500 can be lifted in if needed, along with some light artillery guns. The troops can be deployed anywhere that is requested, and will help gain control of, and hopefully quell the rebellion in, Dorden. We look forward to hearing your response,


King Sevra III of The Imperial Kingdom and Colonial Territories of Alexiandra.

[Kreigan]

To: Ministry of International Affairs, Lubyak
From: Praxinarian Foreign Ministries
Re: Dominion Support
Encryption: Minimum (Level 1)

To all relevant parties:

The Democratic Republic wishes to convey its sincerest thanks to The Dominion of Lubyak for its generous offer of support. While the only ports capable of hosting and supporting a naval operation of any meaningful size at Boal and Doclair are in poor condition, the deployment of Urban Pacification Units would be of great assistance. Resistance is growing in urban areas in Dorden, and the Army is ill trained for the unique challenges of urban warfare. Please move your forces via air transport to General Levitt Air Force Base outside of the capital of Selsand City with all due haste so they can be briefed on the situation.

-Message Ended-

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To: The Dictatorship of Kreigan
From: Praxinarian Foreign Ministries
Re: Military Support
Encryption: Minimum (Level 1)

To all relevant parties:

The Democratic Republic wishes to convey its sincerest thanks to The Dominion of Lubyak for its generous offer of support. Please provide a more precise assessment of the forces making up the 5th and 8th Infantry Divisions so the Democratic Republic can accurately deliberate upon their entrence into its territory. The KCTU is welcome to assist. Please move your forces via air transport to General Levitt Air Force Base outside of the capital of Selsand City with all due haste so they can be briefed on the situation.

-Message Ended-

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OOC: Heningrad, can you RP sending your soldiers to Praxinaria? Having a full fledged communist army instantly appearing doesn't make for the most realistic scenarios.

To: Governemnt of Praxinaria
From: Dictator Ken Franchino

The 8th and 5th infantry divisions consist of 10,000 soldiers each, so a total of 20,000 men will be deployed gradually via air transport to General Levitt Air Force Base. The KCTU how ever will be taken in by UH-60 Blackhawk helicopters and will be dropped in key points of the country and from their will carry out covert operations to take down the rebels by any means necessary. The soldiers as they arrive at your airbase will unpack gear and ready Humvees being transported with them and from their will then be sent where you need them the most.

[Kreigan]

the united socialist states of heningrad has sent 1,000 ground troops in support of the rebels. each man carries an ak-47 or dragonov rifle depending on personal prefrence. along with the combat troops there are also 50 non combat units to help rebuild things and care for the wounded.

To: Heningrad
From: Dictatorship of Kreigan

If you continue any hostile action against Praxinaria, we will consider it an act of war against The Dictatorship of Kreigan due to our troops being there. So call off your attack or we will invade your nation and bring down your communist government.

[Praxinaria]

Government District, Point City, Dorden, 1:12 AM, May 7, 2011

A small crowd sat in Red's Bar, one of the few civilian businesses still operating. The red emergency lights of the Local Guard occupied Government Sector, although separated from the bar by a street strewn with the wreckage of automobiles and pockmarked with craters, flooded the building. The TV on the wall alternated between static and foreign news reports of international support for the government. The latest reports of military deployments from Lubyak were punctuated with cries of disgust not only in the bar, but across the city.

As if on que with the ending of the report, a huge explosion rocked the Police Department Headquarters. Although across the city from Red's Bar, it was meticulously noted by a shady man in the corner. He closed a small notebook, and left the bar without his briefcase. The Government Sector was in chaos, with the red light of the occupation forces scarcely visible behind the shadows of soldiers rushing to the Police Department. With the skill of a trained agent, noted terrorist, feared communist, and recently, escaped convict easily slipped through the nearest checkpoint, leaving two soldiers dead in his wake. There was now a communist inside the Government Sector, and the situation was deteriorating rapidly.

Communist insurgents, bolstered by newly recruited farmers and disgruntled students, stormed the police department. While they were able to capitalize on the post-explosion chaos and capture a significant store of weaponry from the Armory, they were forced from the building by the Local Guard units.

Three hours later, a communique was broadcast over open diplomatic channels from radio station BXOR in Point City

Code: Select all

To all free peoples of the world, we are in need of assistance. We have already struck at the oppressive capitalists, but we cannot stand alone. We fight for the forgotten, the ignored, those who suffer from the disregard to promises made by the oppressors. Already our comrades in Heningrad have recognized the glorious nature of our struggle, who else will help us?

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To: The United Kingdom of Malgrave
From: Praxinarian Foreign Ministries
Subject: Mediation
Encryption: Minimum (Level 1)

While the Democratic Republic welcomes any attempt at peaceful ends to conflict, this appears to be a special case. No formal governing or representative body claiming to speak for the disgruntled parties has come forward, and we cannot allow anarchy while we wait for hostile opposition to manifest itself. If the situation evolves to require you services, we will inform the appropriate offices.

-Message Ended-

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To: The Imperial Kingdom and Colonial Territories of Alexiandra
From: Praxinarian Foreign Ministries
Re: Military Assitance
Encryption: Minimum (Level 1)


The Democratic Republic wishes to convey its sincerest thanks to The Imperial Kingdom and Colonial Territories of Alexiandra for its generous offer of support. We do not believe that tanks are necessary, as the uprisings are mostly confined to urban areas and APC's and IFV's would be better suited. Light artillery would be useful, and we would request that they be put on standby. Please move your forces via air transport to General Levitt Air Force Base outside of the capital of Selsand City with all due haste so they can be briefed on the situation.

-Message Ended-

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[Alexiandra]

The men of 6th Battalion, based at Wendley Barracks, Noryan, were buzzing around all afternoon. A steady stream of armoured trucks and heavy APCs had been filtering down to the nearby Podrase Airport since about 10 AM, and local citizens had been peering out through their curtains as the vehicles sped down the wide motorway. Luckily it was only a mile from the barracks to the airfield, so it didn't take long for the trucks to reach their destination. They were packed with supplies, ammunition and weapons for the soldiers, and young children gaped in awe at the deadly materials being transported before their eyes. What drew the most attention, however, were the occasional sightings of lumbering infantry fighting vehicles. These machines of war were designed for one purpose - to kill. The tank commanders looked on jealously as the drivers ferried their payloads with smug faces, grinning at the crews of the tank fleet. They would not be going on this mission, but they didn't really mind, all joking aside. No doubt they would see action in Harvia or some other godforsaken place before long. Thankfully for the Alexiandrans, the nation of Praxinaria wasn't far from Alexiandra, only about two hours flying time. The troops boarded their heavy lifting Chinook helicopters with incredible speed, completing the take-off operation for 2,000 troops within six hours. the sky was blotted with dozens of the craft as they sped off into the unknown. The men inside braced themselves for a battle that could end their lives, and wondered when, if ever, they would see their families again. But the Colonel had assured them that this was only a fairly small conflict, and that they would be home within months, perhaps weeks. Behind them, the pilots could see the more heavy lifting craft carrying the light artillery, APCs and IFVs forward. Within an hour they were flying over the ocean, watching as it sparkled and turned restlessly underneath them. Another war, another country...the same warriors. Two hours later, the helicopters finally set down at Praxinarian General Levitt Air Force base, sending dust flying everywhere as they landed one after another. The troops, weary of travel, grabbed their rifles, recently loaded and cleaned, turned the safety mode on, and began making their way towards the centre of the landing zone. There they were instructed to prepare for a briefing. Behind them, the Chinooks unloaded the artillery pieces and various armoured vehicles they would need to defeat this uprising. The aircraft that were packed with explosives and huge stores of ammunition began unloading their cargo nearby as well, crowding the base. After about an hour, the helicopters had finished refuelling and unloading, and so began to take off again. The pilots waved to the brave soldiers, hoping they would see them again. Now the men, under the command of General Robert Corta, waited for the Praxinarian authorities to arrive so that they could plan their next move.

[Kreigan]

General Levitt Air Force Base
1200hrs

Large cargo planes with the Kreigan flag landed in Praxinaria. As they came to a halt the large doors in the back slowly lowered down. Kreigan Infantry came out carrying crates with ammunition, supplys and other essentials. Other landing brought humvees that soldiers would be using. The soldiers were divided into squads and the ones who were ready were sent out when a humvee was avaible. They began to patrol down major roads that alot of military supplys would be traveling down. For now most of the troops landing were still unpacking. Maj Gen. Robert Blashford walked down the ramp of the cargo plane he was in, soldiers ran by him down the ramp carrying boxes. He stepped out and then walked over to the Main building of the airforce base to find out who was in charge.

[Kreigan]

Government District, Point City, Dorden, 1:12 AM, May 7, 2011

A small crowd sat in Red's Bar, one of the few civilian businesses still operating. The red emergency lights of the Local Guard occupied Government Sector, although separated from the bar by a street strewn with the wreckage of automobiles and pockmarked with craters, flooded the building. The TV on the wall alternated between static and foreign news reports of international support for the government. The latest reports of military deployments from Lubyak were punctuated with cries of disgust not only in the bar, but across the city.

As if on que with the ending of the report, a huge explosion rocked the Police Department Headquarters. Although across the city from Red's Bar, it was meticulously noted by a shady man in the corner. He closed a small notebook, and left the bar without his briefcase. The Government Sector was in chaos, with the red light of the occupation forces scarcely visible behind the shadows of soldiers rushing to the Police Department. With the skill of a trained agent, noted terrorist, feared communist, and recently, escaped convict easily slipped through the nearest checkpoint, leaving two soldiers dead in his wake. There was now a communist inside the Government Sector, and the situation was deteriorating rapidly.

Communist insurgents, bolstered by newly recruited farmers and disgruntled students, stormed the police department. While they were able to capitalize on the post-explosion chaos and capture a significant store of weaponry from the Armory, they were forced from the building by the Local Guard units.

Three hours later, a communique was broadcast over open diplomatic channels from radio station BXOR in Point City

Code: Select all

To all free peoples of the world, we are in need of assistance. We have already struck at the oppressive capitalists, but we cannot stand alone. We fight for the forgotten, the ignored, those who suffer from the disregard to promises made by the oppressors. Already our comrades in Heningrad have recognized the glorious nature of our struggle, who else will help us?

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To: The United Kingdom of Malgrave
From: Praxinarian Foreign Ministries
Subject: Mediation
Encryption: Minimum (Level 1)

While the Democratic Republic welcomes any attempt at peaceful ends to conflict, this appears to be a special case. No formal governing or representative body claiming to speak for the disgruntled parties has come forward, and we cannot allow anarchy while we wait for hostile opposition to manifest itself. If the situation evolves to require you services, we will inform the appropriate offices.

-Message Ended-

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To: The Imperial Kingdom and Colonial Territories of Alexiandra
From: Praxinarian Foreign Ministries
Re: Military Assitance
Encryption: Minimum (Level 1)


The Democratic Republic wishes to convey its sincerest thanks to The Imperial Kingdom and Colonial Territories of Alexiandra for its generous offer of support. We do not believe that tanks are necessary, as the uprisings are mostly confined to urban areas and APC's and IFV's would be better suited. Light artillery would be useful, and we would request that they be put on standby. Please move your forces via air transport to General Levitt Air Force Base outside of the capital of Selsand City with all due haste so they can be briefed on the situation.

-Message Ended-

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Blackhawk UH-60's were arriving in Praxinaria. They were each carrying 8 KCTU (Kreigan Counter Terrorist Unit) members. Each member had on tactical gear, a black balaclava, kelvar helm, gaskmask and gloves to slide down the rope of the chopper with. They were armed with G36C assault rifles, Gloch 21 pistols, 2 M60 grenades and 1 tear gas grenade. The UH-60's split up taking each team to a different location. One team was on its way to Point City in the government district. The team was called Shadow and was given orders to take out the communist rebels in point city. After an hour the Co-Pilot turned around and gave them the thumbs up letting them know they were close. The Team leader nodded his head and then stood up. "Listen up men, were goin into a hot zone, this city has alot of rebel activity. Your going to have to keep your eyes peeled and make sure not to shoot any civilians. Were going to be dropped in over a police station that was just recently raided. We'll find out what we can and then continue on to take out the rebels in charge causing the others to flee out of the city. Theres going to be another team coming into the city in a couple of hours so we need to atleast gain some ground before then. Understood?" The team leader finished speaking looking around. "yes sir" the men replied in sequence.

The Helicopter flew into the city, it was chaos below. The helicopter flew down some streets high up to avoid being fired on and then slowly halted int a turn over a police station below. The Team leader checked the rope and then slid down first. When he touched the ground he let go and pulled around his rifle which was slung on his back. He scoped around as the rest of his team came down doing the same. Once all of them were out the helicopter took off leaving the squad. The team leader walked a few steps torwards the police station keeping his rifle aimed, he didnt know what to expect now.

OOC: Praxinaria feel free to RP the rebels attacking my men

[Heningrad]

heningrad has dicided to withdraw from this conflict to attend to other pressing matters

[Lubyak]

Outskirts of Point City

Colonel Joan Nukov moved aorund within the cramped hull of the Mamluk she shared with the five outher crewmen needed to keep the behemoth functioning at full combat capacity. Before her, clear on the video feed from the cameras mounted on the Mamluk's speaker towers was Point City, already breaking out in further riots.

Although some of the regiment was still mobilizing, Nukov had decided after liason with the Praxinarian officers she had received briefing from, to bring the first three companies of vehicles she had received into the city both to attempt to break up and quell riots, and to potentially link up with Kriegan special forces who had already deployed into the city. Three companies meant she had thirty Mamluks, and three hundred men at her disposal, with more being flown in as she spoke.

"Alright," she murmured into the intercom. "LEt's get this crate moving."

"Yes, ma'am!" came the asnwering shout as she witched over to regimental radio frequency.

"This is Pacisist Alpha One. All Pacifist units prepare to advance into the city. Keep quiet for now, and keep guns locked until I give the order. We'll try to keep civillian casualties to a minimum," she ordered. The last phrase was particularly important to remind the crews of the other Mamluks. In the Dominion, if civil unrest had gotten to the point where Mamluks had been ordere to take the streets, the time for peaceful negotiations was long over, and the demonstrators could expect nothing more than a quick wiff of canister. She had faith in her crews though, they would keep their fingers off the triggger until they needed to.

[Praxinaria]

Briefing Room, General Levitt AFB, outside of Selsand City, 12:25 PM, May 7,2011

Brigader General Steven Marshall walked to a wood lectern inside a spacious conference hall. The nondescript concrete building was but a short walk away from both the troop unloading area, and the Officer's Hanger. His subordinates had escorted the Lubyakian, Kreigan, and Alexiandrian command squads to the room, but he had been held up by the demands of Central Command. He cleared his throat, he began his presentation. "My allies, I first of all would like to apologize for the timing of this meeting, I had pressing demands at Central Command, but those have been resolved. The crisis at hand is a grave one indeed," a map of Praxinaria appeared on the screen behind him as the lights dimmed. "As you can see, reports given to the media have understated the rebellion. While it is true that the fiercest resistance is in Point City, there have been uprisings all across Dorden, at our military in the area is spread too thin to effectively contain the threat. Local Guard members, the bulk of the military presence that responded to the small scale mobilization, are refusing to be repositioned, forcing us to deal with what we can as officers are loath to discipline the men they live with in civilian life. Right now, our primary focus is to relieve and liberate Point City, the district capital and military sector command post. Our forces are limited in the area, and we're welcome to alternate strategies while we mobilize our forces."

Government District, Point City, Dorden, 1:10 PM, May, 7, 2011

Krav Mooreman swore to himself as the Kreigian helicopters descended on the Government District. The drone of helicopter blades in the distance were of secondary concern; his compatriots had planned contingencies, and would be fleeing to the back alleys and underground long before any capitalists were able to find them. As the handful of black clad commandos took up positions, Mooreman glanced at his notebook. The next wave of operations was scheduled to start at half-past the hour, and he had to get into position. He slipped into City Hall easily; everyone with any military command was in a conference call with Central Command trying to establish a relief strategy with the introduction of foreign and communist forces, leaving City Hall an empty shell of low ranking officers and overwhelmed civil servants.

His task did not take him far, at least not far enough to arouse suspicion. Making his way to the Local Guard commander's antechamber as his secretary went for a smoke, and slipped an innocuous looking manila file folder into the clutter of the commander's desk drawers. Phase one completed, he left the building, waiting for the sound of gunfire to signal him to action again.

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Sgt. Bill Ramus and his squad of Local Guardsmen were the first Praxinarians to meet the foreign commandos. Coming out from the rubble of the Polie Department's west side, where they had been watching for another attack, he quickly sized up the new arrivals. Ramus was big, a star football player in college before an injury forced him to reevaluate his priorities, but he knew when he was outmatched. Their equipment was older and less effective, but they knew the city, and were fighting for the safety of their homes and families. "Sargent Bill Ramus," he said, extending his right arm towards the man who seemed to lead the special forces, "there are a few things you should know."

Grant Forest, outside of Point City, 1:20 PM, May 7, 2011

Sasha Novak was freezing. Despite the May heat, the dampness left in the underbrush of Grant Forest by a recent thunderstorm had soaked her surplus Army fatigues, but had thankfully spared her G3A3 battle rifle. Her and her comrades, friends and family from nearby farms, along with a single man from Point City itself had heard the lumbering monstrosities hours earlier, and had planned their ambush meticulously. Grant Forest was protected, save the slender stretch leading into Point City, allowing for excellent camouflage in the centuries old trees. A handful of tree trunks dotted the road, and would soon serve as the gatekeepers against the oppressors as they attempted to crush the people's uprising.

Inside each of the trees was packed enough explosives to bring down a small building, each wired to explode upon a simple cell phone command. The strategy was foolproof; if they bombs went off, the invasion force was crippled, if they failed, the force would be paralyzed as they combed the ancient trees for booby traps- which they would find waiting for them- and finally if the explosives detonated on their own, the road would be severely damaged, closing it to any vehicle but the most resilient 4x4.

As the first metal beast came into the kill zone, a young member of the militia party fired his hunting rifle wildly at the tank. It wasn't according to plan, but, as Sasha always anticipated, improvisation was the glorious necessity of victory.

[Kreigan]

Another KCTU team called Delta having been enroute was arriving at point city. The helicopter flew in and the team was preparing itself when out of nowhere an alarm went off in the chopper along with a red flashing light. "Incoming RPG!" the Pilot yelled. The team braced themselves and after a few seconds a large boom was heard on the back of the helicopter. The missile had hit the tail end of the chopper causing the helicopter to spin out of control. "Hold on men!" the team leader shouted while he sat strapped into his seat. The helicopter came down barely missing some buildings and crashed into a street. The helicopter slid down the street for a minute, when it stopped it was paralled to the street in both lanes like a large blockade. The Delta Team leader shook his head and then unstrapped himself. He looked around and saw his men unstrapping them selves and putting their hands on their helmets trying to regain focus. He got up and walked up to the cockpit and saw that both pilots were dead having been stabbed to death by the shards of glass from the broken windshield of the chopper.

He came back to where his men were who were unstrapped, he also heard shouting and yelling coming from outside. He opened the left side door and saw a mob approaching with AK's and melee weapons. He opened the right door and saw another mob of people approaching. "Shit! I want 2 men on the left door and 2 men on the right door!" "yes sir" some of his men replied while positioning them selves by the doors. "Get someone on the radio in the cockpit and radio in for help now!" Another man immediatly ran over to the cockpit radio and began to speak into the radio "This is Delta team, if anyone is out there we need help! Were pinned down on both sides by hostile forces. were on...." the Delta member paused and then looked out the cockpit window. He noticed a street sign saying 110th Ave. "Were on 110th Ave, again I repeat were pinned down and we need assitance, anyone friendlys who get this come to 110th Ave. " he paused and continued to repeat the same message on the radio over and over untill somone would respond. Meanwhile the delta team leader pulled out his tear gas canister. "Use tear gas on them, do not fire on them unless fired on first. Is that understood?" the Delta Team leader asked. "Yes sir!" His men replied. They pulled out their tear gas canisters and threw them out on both sides into both approaching mob crowds. The people began to yell and run back to try and seek cover from the tear gas. The ones with the guns fired off rounds at the helicopter. "Return fire!" the team leader ordered. The men on both doors aimed their G36C assault rifles and began to return fire with single shot rounds. Some of the rebels with guns fell down dead when the single shot rounds hit them while others were wounded. They took cover and continued firing rounds at the helicopter while the delta members kept firing single shot rounds at them to conserve ammo.

"I hope help comes...if not were fucked" the squad leader mumbled to him self while sitting in the back of the chopper watching his men take turns firing out the doors.

[Kreigan]

Briefing Room, General Levitt AFB, outside of Selsand City, 12:25 PM, May 7,2011

Brigader General Steven Marshall walked to a wood lectern inside a spacious conference hall. The nondescript concrete building was but a short walk away from both the troop unloading area, and the Officer's Hanger. His subordinates had escorted the Lubyakian, Kreigan, and Alexiandrian command squads to the room, but he had been held up by the demands of Central Command. He cleared his throat, he began his presentation. "My allies, I first of all would like to apologize for the timing of this meeting, I had pressing demands at Central Command, but those have been resolved. The crisis at hand is a grave one indeed," a map of Praxinaria appeared on the screen behind him as the lights dimmed. "As you can see, reports given to the media have understated the rebellion. While it is true that the fiercest resistance is in Point City, there have been uprisings all across Dorden, at our military in the area is spread too thin to effectively contain the threat. Local Guard members, the bulk of the military presence that responded to the small scale mobilization, are refusing to be repositioned, forcing us to deal with what we can as officers are loath to discipline the men they live with in civilian life. Right now, our primary focus is to relieve and liberate Point City, the district capital and military sector command post. Our forces are limited in the area, and we're welcome to alternate strategies while we mobilize our forces."

Government District, Point City, Dorden, 1:10 PM, May, 7, 2011

Krav Mooreman swore to himself as the Kreigian helicopters descended on the Government District. The drone of helicopter blades in the distance were of secondary concern; his compatriots had planned contingencies, and would be fleeing to the back alleys and underground long before any capitalists were able to find them. As the handful of black clad commandos took up positions, Mooreman glanced at his notebook. The next wave of operations was scheduled to start at half-past the hour, and he had to get into position. He slipped into City Hall easily; everyone with any military command was in a conference call with Central Command trying to establish a relief strategy with the introduction of foreign and communist forces, leaving City Hall an empty shell of low ranking officers and overwhelmed civil servants.

His task did not take him far, at least not far enough to arouse suspicion. Making his way to the Local Guard commander's antechamber as his secretary went for a smoke, and slipped an innocuous looking manila file folder into the clutter of the commander's desk drawers. Phase one completed, he left the building, waiting for the sound of gunfire to signal him to action again.

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Sgt. Bill Ramus and his squad of Local Guardsmen were the first Praxinarians to meet the foreign commandos. Coming out from the rubble of the Polie Department's west side, where they had been watching for another attack, he quickly sized up the new arrivals. Ramus was big, a star football player in college before an injury forced him to reevaluate his priorities, but he knew when he was outmatched. Their equipment was older and less effective, but they knew the city, and were fighting for the safety of their homes and families. "Sargent Bill Ramus," he said, extending his right arm towards the man who seemed to lead the special forces, "there are a few things you should know."

Grant Forest, outside of Point City, 1:20 PM, May 7, 2011

Sasha Novak was freezing. Despite the May heat, the dampness left in the underbrush of Grant Forest by a recent thunderstorm had soaked her surplus Army fatigues, but had thankfully spared her G3A3 battle rifle. Her and her comrades, friends and family from nearby farms, along with a single man from Point City itself had heard the lumbering monstrosities hours earlier, and had planned their ambush meticulously. Grant Forest was protected, save the slender stretch leading into Point City, allowing for excellent camouflage in the centuries old trees. A handful of tree trunks dotted the road, and would soon serve as the gatekeepers against the oppressors as they attempted to crush the people's uprising.

Inside each of the trees was packed enough explosives to bring down a small building, each wired to explode upon a simple cell phone command. The strategy was foolproof; if they bombs went off, the invasion force was crippled, if they failed, the force would be paralyzed as they combed the ancient trees for booby traps- which they would find waiting for them- and finally if the explosives detonated on their own, the road would be severely damaged, closing it to any vehicle but the most resilient 4x4.

As the first metal beast came into the kill zone, a young member of the militia party fired his hunting rifle wildly at the tank. It wasn't according to plan, but, as Sasha always anticipated, improvisation was the glorious necessity of victory.

General Livett AFB
The Maj Gen. listened as Brig. Gen Marshall briefed them on the situation. He then pointed to the screen with the map. "I have 2 Counter terrorist Unit teams in point city right now. And I think in a few more hours I can have 300 avaible infantry with humvees to go in engage the rebels in the city."

Meanwhile in Point City, the government district

The Shadow Team leader lowered his rifle as he saw some guardsmen come out of the damaged police station and approach his men. He raised his arm up signaling his men to stand down. He went from his tactical stance to a regular standing position. He eyed the guardmen in charge walking up to him. When the guardsmen stuck out his right arm and introduced himself the Shadow Team leader stuck out his left arm and shook his hand. "Im Sgt.Baker. Now tell me what is it that I should know?" Sgt. Baker asked curiously.

[Alexiandra]

After attending the briefing, the sergeants and corporals began urging the men into their transports. The majority rode in Blackhawk helicopters, most of which had just arrived and refuelled during the briefing, but still a fair few travelled in APCs and IFVs. The motorcade rumbled forward, and helicopter blades began to spin up.The Blackhawk soldiers were obviously the fastest, and were flying ahead of the other vehicles after two minutes. They peered out of their craft, watching the ground slide away hundreds of feet below them. They had ropes so that they could rappel down for rapid deployment, and kept their rifles close. Each man carried a Desert Eagle pistol as his sidearm, and this powerful weapon boosted their confidence. They just had to remember to shoot it with both hands because doing so with one would break their wrist. About half an hour into the flight they began flying over what the locals called Grant Forest. It stretched for miles, as far as they could see, and looked very shaded. The pilot radioed to the infantry commander. "This is Blackhawk Six, be advised that the road leading through Grant Forest is very well covered, it could be prime position for an ambush or some sort of setup. No hostiles spotted yet though. Six out." The men in the fleet of helicopters continued their journey, as the APCs and IFVs behind them slowed down to enter the forest. An hour later, the helicopter troops were on the outskirts of Point City, as light assault rifle fire grazed the hulls, bouncing off the bulletproof metal and leaving only scratches. At this point the men inside the craft began firing their respective mounted machine guns, unloading towards the source of the shooting. They began rappelling to the ground, unfastening themselves and sprinting into the cover of nearby buildings. meanwhile, several pilots received a distress call. Using maps of the area gathered earlier, they found that 110th avenue was not far from them, and that a group of Kriegan special forces had come under heavy attack by insurgents. The men inside the craft braced themselves, and then three of the helicopters which had not yet unloaded their troops began speeding towards the avenue. Once there, the pilots used a small machine gun built into the nose of every aircraft to keep the enemy pinned down while the men deployed. The soldiers began to sprint down the street towards the site where the beleaguered Kriegans were taking cover, firing their rifles with precision accuracy into the rebels.

[Lubyak]

General Levitt Air Force Base

Lieutenant Colonel Lin Katen nodded as he stood in the briefing room. Colonel Nukov had already gone on ahead with the first three companies, leaving him to organize the rest of the regiment as they came in. The Paxinarians seemed to agree that taking back Point City was the key to the initial operation, and honestly, that was what the regiment was best at. Mamluks teneded to bog down in open country, their sheer weight reducing their speed even more across anything less firm than a good grassland. Cities were where the Mamluks prowled, and where the regiment could make its presence felt. The arrival of the 10th Carrier Battlegroup at least meant they could provide air support to forces on the ground.

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Grant Forest, En Route to Point City

"Rifle fire," one of the crewmen reported. "Source, 120 degrees left, ten degrees up," he added on, after a quick check with the computer.

"Load heavy canister, turn and fire," Nukov replied. Her order punctuate by a loud clang as the loaders threw open the breeches to the Mamluk's twin cannons. With a second loud clang, like an oversized pair of cymbals, the breeches slammed shut, and the loaders reported ready.

"Firing," the gunner murmurred, as he pressed a button on his console. Within the tank, there was only a muffled explosion, and a bit of a shock as the two cannons recoiled. However, the carnage outside was much different. Twin 130 millimeter cannons loaded up with heavy canister shells had turned the tanks main armarment into what soldiers referred to as "God's Shotgun". Even the heavy growth trees, couldn't stand up to the dozens of heavy steel balls smashing through them, and pulping everything behind them.

"Good shot," Nukov replied as she turned her attention forward, twisting a camera to see what lay ahead of her. A few tree stumps dotted the road, to the untrained eye these would be nothing of signifgance, but it was still worrying to her. Reports had said this road was clear....what were these things doing here? The short answer was 'probably nothing', but she wasn't about to take that risk. With a flip of a switch, she had a radio connection to the air strike coordinator for this mission. A few minutes of arguing later, and she got confirmation that those fleet freaks would be sending a quick pass over of tactical bombers to clear the road with a napalm strike.

[Kreigan]

After attending the briefing, the sergeants and corporals began urging the men into their transports. The majority rode in Blackhawk helicopters, most of which had just arrived and refuelled during the briefing, but still a fair few travelled in APCs and IFVs. The motorcade rumbled forward, and helicopter blades began to spin up.The Blackhawk soldiers were obviously the fastest, and were flying ahead of the other vehicles after two minutes. They peered out of their craft, watching the ground slide away hundreds of feet below them. They had ropes so that they could rappel down for rapid deployment, and kept their rifles close. Each man carried a Desert Eagle pistol as his sidearm, and this powerful weapon boosted their confidence. They just had to remember to shoot it with both hands because doing so with one would break their wrist. About half an hour into the flight they began flying over what the locals called Grant Forest. It stretched for miles, as far as they could see, and looked very shaded. The pilot radioed to the infantry commander. "This is Blackhawk Six, be advised that the road leading through Grant Forest is very well covered, it could be prime position for an ambush or some sort of setup. No hostiles spotted yet though. Six out." The men in the fleet of helicopters continued their journey, as the APCs and IFVs behind them slowed down to enter the forest. An hour later, the helicopter troops were on the outskirts of Point City, as light assault rifle fire grazed the hulls, bouncing off the bulletproof metal and leaving only scratches. At this point the men inside the craft began firing their respective mounted machine guns, unloading towards the source of the shooting. They began rappelling to the ground, unfastening themselves and sprinting into the cover of nearby buildings. meanwhile, several pilots received a distress call. Using maps of the area gathered earlier, they found that 110th avenue was not far from them, and that a group of Kriegan special forces had come under heavy attack by insurgents. The men inside the craft braced themselves, and then three of the helicopters which had not yet unloaded their troops began speeding towards the avenue. Once there, the pilots used a small machine gun built into the nose of every aircraft to keep the enemy pinned down while the men deployed. The soldiers began to sprint down the street towards the site where the beleaguered Kriegans were taking cover, firing their rifles with precision accuracy into the rebels.

The Kreigan Delta team was firing on the rebels dropping ones who came out from their cover. The team leader was now taking turns firing out the right side of the door when he saw a helicopter, it began firing down on the rebels causing the ones on the left side to disperse. "Hold your fire on the right side!" The Delta team leader ordered. The soldiers on the right side of the door stopped firing and walked out with the team leader as he got out of the helicopter and walked up to the approaching soldiers. Meanwhile the rest of his men were inside the helicopter firing out the left side of the door.

[Kreigan]

The Kreigan Maj. Gen walked out of the room and with the others and pulled out his phone. And called his aide "Hello, yes I need you to have 300 infantry that are ready to go into Point City immediatly" He paused listening to the response and then he hung up his phone and continued to walk out of the building to his HQ tent which had been set up for him. The selected 300 infantrymen began running around to their APC's and Humvees. They had their Standard issue G36K Assault Rifles along with 9mm pistols as a side arm. As the soldiers got into their APC's and humvees they roared out of the base 1 by 1 in a convoy line. The long convoy of vehicles sped off down the road, the soldiers sat anxoiusly waiting to get into combat. After a half hour they entered Grant Forest and slowed up since the roads were covered with the dense forest. They knew it would be easy for rebels to ambush. The Gunners on the humvees scanned around the forest with the mounted 50cal machine guns as the humvees drove through the forest. There was a large boom up ahead which made all of the gunners face forward and ready their machine guns. As they came around a turn in the road they noticed trees knocked down, rows and rows of them and as they continued forward they spotted Large tanks which freightened the shit out of them. The humvee driver in the front grabbed his radio and began talking through the channel to the other humvees. "Umm...it appears were blocked up ahead by gigantic tanks tanks..Im assuming their friendly so hold your fire and we'll just follow up behind them since it appears their heading to point city as well. over" the driver finished. "roger that" the other humvees replied over the radio.

[Alexiandra]

OoC: Expect a post within the next 30 hours or so