Location of San Mazerian landings
The landings of the San Mazerian troops were for some, an interesting sight and for others, a worrying scene. As a relatively minor port, it wasn’t heavily guarded or defended by the Cyldavian coast guard. The CFO officer within the police had barely a handful of untrained CFO fighters in the police itself who reported directly to him. From his post, he surveyed the scene before making up his mind. Calling the two most loyal and fanatical CFO fighters toward him, he quickly briefed them on their mission. They agreed with shining eyes, quickly changing their clothes and loading themselves with... ‘equipment’. Shortly after, the three of them marched out into the open, joining up with the dozens of Cyldavian workers giviving the foreigners a hand in unloading. The three of them, awaiting their chance quickly got on board one of the troop carriers and proceeded to their targets. These included the fuel storage compartments and ammunition depots located underneath the deck.
“Hey! Who goes there?” came a shout from behind. The three CFO fighters had expected to be spotted, one way or another. They quickly started to run, sprinting off into several different directions pursued by several San Mazrian officers. The officer-in-charge breathed a sigh of relief as he found his target. Hesitating briefly, he closed his eyes, pressing down on the detonator. 20 kilograms of C4 exploded in an incredibly violent reaction, immediately setting off the fuel and engine compartment nearby. The two others had done the same (or attempted to, one tripped and didn’t make it on time).
Dozens of kilometers away, Goran
Even the most well-trained militiamen were thoroughly frightened by the massive show of aerial firepower by the Denethierans. They shivered in fear as their surrounding ground erupted, shrapnel flying everywhere. With dozens becoming severely injured or killed by the second, the CFO fighters soon ignored orders of their superiors to hold their ground, and retreated en masse. After all, there was nobody to hold their ground against- this was an invisible enemy, picking at them happily from above. The few vehicles that they’d brought with them had long been blown to smithereens, and as such they had not a single weapon to counter the enemy aircraft. As the fascist fighters frantically tried to make their escape, the attack helicopters arrived, sweeping them ruthlessly out of the way with their machine guns and high-explosive filled rockets. At the same time, ship-based enemy artillery tore through grouped CFO fighters. Hundreds had been killed, with thousands more lying severely wounded on the battlefield unable to move to safety yet having no hope of getting rescued. Desperate attempts were made by the few brave enough to stand their ground, firing their AK-47 assault rifles and watching the bullets get deflected off the choppers armor.
By the end of the day, only around 1,500 tired and partially wounded troops out of the original 4,500 arrived safely within the urban fortifications where they’d be safe for the moment. An old law dating about twenty years back required every Cyldavian city with a population above 50,000 to be protected by a battery of SAM systems, as a war with their neighbours was feared. Still, only a small number of the CFO had the knowledge to operate these, and as such very few were activated. Outdated surface-to-air missiles on-and-off flew in the direction of incoming planes; those on the ground could only watch, disappointed, how the enemy aircraft easily swung out of the way.
Colonel Sponsz, having calculated that losses would be taken, had significantly upped the CFO recruitment in fascist-friendly regions. Badly trained and fanatically motivated, these were shipped by the thousands (usually without a weapon) toward the island from the coasts of Vera. Their first priority was to support the ‘cleaning of the island’. Together with known supporters of the NPC within the police, they worked together to find new ways of killing Ajans/Muslims efficiently. Several Alderann- made gas chambers had also been brought in and used to great effect. Up to now, already around 120,000 of the islands former Muslim population had been exterminated; around double of that figure for the Ajans. There still remained plenty more, however, and the officers kept experimenting with different options.
Bogna, Vera
The Staircase
The riot policemen were taken by surprise, and both went crashing down with the Caroline agents on top of them. A few meters below them, the CFO officer raised his Uzi at one of the Caroline agents, pulling the trigger. At the same time, the third cop, completely forgetting that he had a gun in his hand, jumped onto that same person, instantly receiving 22 bullets in his back and head before the gun jammed. Cursing, the CFO officer turned and fled down the staircase and out to the streets. Meanwhile, John and his team had enough. They quickly helped the Caroline agents subdue the police officers and quickly removed the dead body. Looking up at their leader, John said: “You guys were bloody lucky. I don’t want to sound rude, but this isn’t how things work. Trust me, these guys have had their share of murders, and your friend could easily have been killed by that nasty fascist thug.” After binding the police officers up, they quickly made their way down the stairs. Outside, the roads were eerily quiet.
Southern Dùsan
A sudden blast of a shotgun shattered the windows of the first truck carrying the Alderann squad, followed by continuous heavy rifle fire. The CFO driver had been killed in the initial blast, his colleague taking cover in time. He shouted to the back. “Ambush! Lets deal with them!”. With that, he pulled out his pistol, bobbed up and fired a carefully aimed round toward the bushes. A shout was heard, following the sound of someone hitting the ground. The second truck came under fire too, with both driver and accompanying fighter engaging in a heavy firefight with villagers hiding amongst the trees in the forest.
Back at the hidden house, Luke shook his head impatiently, whispering to Jack. “The CFO is on its way to get us. We need to get this done before they arrive and clear out!”
Meanwhile, the older brother replied in a well-rehearsed voice: “My name is Lee Kwan, and this is Lee Seen. We are brothers. We are deeply saddened by the incident, and are willing to help you in any way possible.” Behind them, two Cyldavian men quietly sighed with relief and hid their sinister grins.
CFO Main Base
Sponsz looked worried and uneasy, this wasn’t a good day. “Major, we’re really thankful for your help and commitment. I must confess that it was my fault, as I really hadn’t expected a foreign invasion and didn’t set up the necessary look-outs. However, if you paid attention to the news, we are using this to our advantage. If you could limit your involvement, at least for the moment, to air strikes and air superiority missions, it would be helpful. Having you launching a separate invasion on our side would make us seem like were contradicting ourselves...”
