Liberated Free Nations wrote:At five in the morning, the city awoke to sounds of heavy gunfire. A combined army, 2,000 strong, had assembled to storm the sleeping city.
"We declare the establishment of the revolutionary Anarcho-Commune of North Vasille!"
8:00 am, Capt. Marcus Brayfield, high above North Vasille:
"Gold Squadron, sign off. Gold Leader standing by."
"Gold Two, standing by."
"Gold Three, standing by."
"Gold Four, standing by."
"Gold Five, standing by."
Gold Squadron made its way above the carnage in the streets of North Vasille, high above the clouds and the artillery bombardment battering the civilian populace and the government-aligned military garrison of the city. Every second brought them closer to the communist fanatics invading the country. Sensors picked up fighting in the city, as evidently there had been rebels concealed inside the city itself, and a lot of them. The formerly concealed rebels were now engaging the few government military and police forces capable of resisting. The forces of the Liberated Free Nations were currently holding their position outside the city, bombarding with heavy guns. On his viewscreen Marc saw a skyscraper topple out of the skyline after being struck by multiple artillery shells.
"Gold Two to Gold Leader, suggest we take out those artillery pieces."
"Affirmitive, Gold Two. Gold Squadron, fall in behind me."
The Loyalist planes descended over the Communist lines, deploying precision air-to-ground missiles that home in on enemy artillery and destroy heavy weapons and important assets such as fuel and munitions. The Loyalist aircraft continue to fly light, precise bombing runs over the Communist lines, also focusing on destroying bridges and roads that the Communist forces can use to reach the city.
After the third run Sgt. Mctavish (Gold Leader) contacted Marc. "Gold Two, try to make contact with North Vasille's city hall, mayor's office. Try to find out how they're holding out down there."
Marc tried, contacting the address given, but the mayor's secretary was less than understanding.
"Mayor Bures' office."
"This is Capt. Brayfield of the LAF." Please patch me through to the Mayor. We need to discuss the invasion of the city."
"Mr. Bures Is indisposed at the moment. He does not need to speak to you concerning the city."
Growing impatient, Brayfield decided to be slightly more assertive. "I should have you know that I can see city hall right now from this fighter jet, and I have a missile put aside just for you if I don't get to talk to the mayor."
"Ummmm, yes, sir. Right away sir."
After a brief silence a gruff voice came through the speaker. "This is mayor Bures. What do you want?"
"Mayor, if you have not noticed your city is under attack by a weird coalition of Anarchist rebels and Communist fanatics. What is the status of your defence?"
"I believe you should be asking what is the status of my assault. This city will no longer obey any of the Dacruzian government's laws or regulations. In essence, we have been freed. I would suggest you depart this area and country before you are dubbed an opposition to the liberation." With that the line went dead.
Marc swore under his breath. "Gold Leader, the mayor is assisting the rebellion and Communist takeover. Suggest we deploy missiles directly on city hall."
"Negative, Gold Two, but keep up the bombardment. Hopefully we can keep the reds out of the city until help arrives."