[Kerbin Only] Kerbin in Jeopardy

by **Mon Faira** » Fri Jan 05, 2018 9:58 am

Socialist State of Mon Faira

Siege at Brevy

Day 1

DOHS point of view
DOHS is the Department Of Homeland Seurity

Mount Karmel, Headquarters and compound of the Holy Church of the Seventh Covenant, a group of 40 DOHS agents are conducting a search warrant on the cult for illegal activity.

"We have a search warrant for illegal weapon manufacturing, purchase of illegal weapon, and illegal drug use and manufacturing. Open the door now and let us in" yells Lieutenant Loe, a DOHS agent.

"We dont answer to any false law, the word of God and his prophet Kavid Josep is the only law we follow" an unknown cult member yells back to the DOHS agent.

"If you dont open that door we will open it ourselves by force!" The DOHS agent yells back

"WE WILL NEVER LET FALSE LAW BE USED ON US" a different cultist yells back

The DOHS commander of the operation, Commander Syeu tells the DOHS force, "Use the ram to open at that door"

Several DOHS agents went to one of the trucks and picked up the hydraulic ram and brought it to the door. A DOHS agent yelled to the cultists "We are going to break down this door and execute our warrant. You can open that door now and do this the peaceful way." a DOHS agent exclaims to the by a microphone.

No response followed.

Lieutenant Loe exclaims. "Your choice".

Right before the ram was fired through the door, gunshots erupted from a window on the second floor directed at the agents. Several agents were injured, one was shot in the head and died instantly. The DOHS agents returned fire with unknown effect. After around 5 minutes of firing the DOHS agents began yelling to cease fire.

"CEASE FIRE DAMNIT!" yelled Commander Syeu, "WE CAN RESOLVE THIS DIPLOMATICALLY!", "Lieutenant, call Kavid Josep, see if we can get them out of that building, tell them they will not be harmed."

Lieutenant Loe picked up a phone and called the landline number of the compound. To his surprise the landline was picked up.

This is Kavid Josep of the Holy Church of the Seventh Covenant, I would like to know why you are shooting at us.

"Commander Kavid Josep picked up".

"Well put him on speaker and give the phone to me".

"Yes Sir."

"Listen here numbnuts, your followers were the one who started shooting first. We returned fire to defend ourselves. You killed one of my men, his name was Private Keiv, he was a good lad his 21st birthday was yesterday. have you and your followers come out now and no one will be hurt"

Listen here "Commander" we do not obey the laws of any false government, the only laws we follow are the ones of God.

"You have one week to leave the compound unharmed and peacefully. At the end of that week we will get you and your followers out ourselves. This can be either really simple or quite difficult, this is your choice and I sure do hope you pick the right one."

No response followed.

End of day 1

by **Omniabstracta** » Fri Jan 05, 2018 10:37 am

Ta'chke Government Archives, Building C [VITRIFIED]
04:24

"Welcome to the graveyard," came forth, announced into the darkness.
From whence, another voice, "Why is it so goddamn dusty in here anyway?"

For it was very dusty; layers of it clung to the floor, the walls—every available surface—to at least a centimeter deep. It hung, too, in the air, suspended visibly in the dim beams of light struggling through the dirty windows. In short, the dust permeated every facet of the room, and it was clear that this room had not been entered in at least a year.

With an unexpected click and whirr, dim fluorescents flickered to life, revealing rows of orderly shelves and two kerbals left blinking in the light.

"Well, this here is where research comes to die," responded the first. She continued, "Deemed too impractical, too expensive, too militaristic; condemned to sit and wallow in a pool of governmental rejection."

She strolled over to a far wall of cases, marked "Optics" in minuscule letters, and began to rummage through the peacefully undisturbed paperwork."So what's this for, anyway?" she asked, still looking away.

The second replied—gruffly, "A civilian aeronautics, high-altitude, high-speed research platform. It's looking into some diffraction effects."
Uh-huh, "diffraction effects". He has no reason to be this vague, it's not like civilian projects are secretive. I'll go look it up when I'm done, thought the first.
"And you're looking for research here, of all places?"
"Yes," the only reply; the dust and the light and the questioning began to agitate the speaker.

Promptly, the first walked over with a brown envelope and presented it to him. A quick "Thank you" passed between them, and the second was gone a moment later.

Before leaving herself, the first took a worried glance at the placeholder card now filling a newly opened shelf space: "An analysis of Radar Cross Section Reduction Techniques, Practice and Theory"

by **Wasabiton** » Fri Jan 05, 2018 3:40 pm

Creation Of The Mutual Protection Entente

Northern News Network:
Today, Recently Coronated Empress Yonhin of Hokubuhon and the leader of Hayclonia Anita Bath Kerman met at Hikodo to formally sign a treaty giving birth to a new defensive alliance called the "Mutual Protection Entente" or MPE for short. The two countries have also invited Ilbania to join. Under the alliance, member nations are only required to assist fellow members in war if the other side attacked first. Wars where a member nation was the aggressor and declared war do not require other members to help.

Troops Withdrawing from Yinshan

Under the request of the Yinshan government, the Expeditionary force of 30,000 men will gradually withdraw from the country by boat and return home stopping by the city of Achben in Ostreich to drop off food for the citizens. Empress Yonhin has said that she is willing to cooperate with YInshan militarily if needed.

Military Developments

The new 5th gen fighter jet from Hokubuhon called the "F-210 Ares" is almost operational as the first production fighter has rolled off the assembly line with the next one to follow soon after. the first 4 fighters are expected to be delivered to the 10th Fighter squadron stationed in the Republic of North Ostreich.

In other news, the prototype of the SB-5 strategic bomber has made its second flight carrying a 40,000-pound payload and reached about 1,020 MPH. The SB-5 will replace the old SB-4 bombers by 2030.

by **Dolphiland** » Fri Jan 05, 2018 7:23 pm

FOB Foxtrot, Eastern Icaria, near the city of Mutne.

It was a hot, sunny day in Icaria, and Cpl Wallace Kerman swiftly moved through the camp, the sound of rotors was almost constant, as helicopters and VTOLs constantly moved in and out of the base, bringing supplies and fresh troops with which to push deeper into Icaria's interior, whilst the sunlight shining down onto the harsh, war-torn landscape was refreshing, the heat made Wallace deeply miss the cool mist of Dolfikland, and he quickly passed into the interior of the nearest tent, which was the rec/mess hall, acquired a fresh cup of tea, and sat down on a battered, metal chair to read his copy of Speaking Kolonian for dummies.

15 minutes later his brain had almost accomplished the task of comprehending a single sentence of Kolonian when one of his squadmates popped in through the door.

"Oi, Wallace."

"Wot?"

"Lieutenant called a briefing, sounded important."

"What for?"

"Not sure, but he wanted you to attend."

"Right, I'll come along."

A few minutes later Wallace was sitting in the briefing tent, when the Lieutenant in charge of his platoon appeared through the doorway, positioned himself next to a pair of screens, one displaying a map of Icaria, and the other displaying a map of a smaller, village-dotted area a few kilometers west of the current frontlines, and began talking.

"Right, gentlemen, as you know, a few days ago we landed in this ****hole, and secured the city of Mutne and established ourselves in it's area, since then we've been consolidating our forces and getting ready for an offensive westward, and top brass seems to think we're ready, and we have the fortune of leading the charge, we'll be taking on the warlord who dominates the area, and hopefully eliminating him so we may begin setting up Kerbalitarian operations in the area and establish contact with some neighbouring groups we believe may be friendly to our cause, that's the general summary of things. As for the in-depth explanation of what exactly our platoon will be doing..." he took a sip from a cup of tea in his hands, a few other tea-equipped individuals in the tent did the same. "We'll be loading up on some helos and dropping in on India ridge, located here, CAS and artillery has been softening up the area, and air units will be on station to cover our landing, once we secure a suitable LZ and ensure the local guerrilla groups lack any AA systems, heavy transport VTOLs will move in and drop in armoured support, Alpha and Bravo squads will scout out, assault, and secure what we believe is the best LZ, located here, designated LZ Charlie, whilst Charlie squad will secure these three potential guerrilla camps, designated Adinburg, Baysmouth, and Colchester, once these camps are checked for AA systems, and the LZ is secured, we'll get a trio of shiny new APCs dropped in via VTOL, and assault this town here, Penzlohn, in which guerrilla activity has been reported, being supported by Alpha and Charlie platoons, once we got the town, we'll start setting up and securing the area, and getting things set for Kerbalitarian supplies to be shipped in, and then be back in time for tea and medals, any questions? No? Good, grab your kit and mount up marines, helos are already setting up to taxi you lot to the AO."

The platoon marched out of the tent and split up, some of them heading straight to the armoury to grab their kit, others running off to fetch the random privates and such who didn't attend the briefing, not long after Wallace was sitting in a helo, looking over his gear and prepping to get into some combat.

"You ever gotten into combat before?" the soldier sitting next to him inquired.

"Yeah, I was in the initial landing force, took a bullet from a sniper." he replied, adjusting his uniform to show a scar on his shoulder.

"Doc said it didn't do much damage beneath the skin, armour took most of it, and said aslong as I don't do anything extreme I should be fine, now what about you?"

"This is my first time, just shipped in the day before yesterday."

"Well then, just remember to stay calm and check your targets, and good luck."

"Good luck to you too, sir."

Their conversation was interrupted by the pilot, speaking through a speaker located towards the front of the passenger compartment, so as to not be drowned out by the helo's engines.

"We're almost there lads, it's gonna be a hot LZ, guerrilla activity reported in the area, CAS is on it but don't expect them to be finished when we drop in."

As if to provide confirmation that there would indeed be a hot LZ, shots started whizzing through the air past the helo.

"We're taking small arms fire, whoever opened the doors to get some fresh air, I advise you close them back up again."

The soldier sitting across from Wallace quickly shut the door, just as the sound of bullets clanging against the helo intensified, suddenly, a jarring sound came from above and an alarm started beeping.

"The engine took a hit! All passengers be advised, engines dying, gonna autorotate, this is gonna be a hard landing, I advise you all get ready."

Flames began to pour out of the engine, and the helo quickly set down in a nearby field.

"Apologies for the hard landing, lads, but I advise you lot get out, those flames are gonna start spreading, and you don't want to be here when they spread to the fuel tank."

The troops inside quickly dashed out of the helo, and small arms fire began hitting them from a nearby hill.

"We're taking small arms fire! Everyone, get down!" the squad leader shouted, and the marines quickly began hitting the dirt, some were not quite fast enough, and one of them took a bullet to the knee, before collapsing next to Wallace, who was hiding in a small ditch, screaming in pain. Wallace recognized him as the soldier who had inquired about whether or not he had seen combat before aboard the helo.

"Welcome to war, lad" Wallace said, before shouting for a medic to come and patch the trooper up, meanwhile, one of the other soldiers loaded up a grenade launcher attached to his gun, and fired it at the guerrilla position, a satisfying explosion resulted, which appeared to take out the hostiles firing at them.

"Got em!" the soldier shouted.

"Got all but one" corrected the squad's marksman, popping a bullet through the skull of the survivor of the explosion.

After ensuring the area was clear of any further hostiles, the squad leader stood up and began speaking.

"Oi, listen up, as things stand, we aren't going to be able to complete our mission, we just hit the dirt and we already got wounded, we didn't manage to extract all of our equipment from the helo before it went up in flames, and, most pressingly, our long range radio got hit, meaning we can't establish comms with the other squads, so even if we did recover and fulfill our objectives, we couldn't let the rest of the platoon know about it, and have no way of calling in any backup if things go south, and we're behind enemy lines. Thus, we are to abandon our mission objective and attempt to link up with friendly forces, as attempting to complete it is far too risky in our current status, so with that said, let's get moving marines."

"So where exactly are we heading?" inquired a marine.

"There should be a friendly mechanized unit a few klicks east of here, so that's where we're headed."

The squad gathered up various ammo magazines and other various bits of kit which had been dropped and scattered in the heat of battle, before moving into formation and commencing their march eastwards, Wallace quickly assumed his position in the formation, and, as he marched with the rest of the squad, let out a sigh.

"Today's gonna be a long day." he muttered quietly to himself.

OOC: Not my best post, but eh, might aswell post it seeing as I've already gotten it typed out, whilst there should be a part 2 to this, I can't guarantee it'll come, I've kinda stumbled into a combination of writer's block + a lack of a particularly high amount of enthusiasm for continuing this particular plotline.

by **Corgelia** » Fri Jan 05, 2018 10:18 pm

Fourth Light Mobility Regiment FOB, Eastern Ostreich.

"Hello commanders. This will be your first combat operation since your arrival. The higher-ups want some reconnaissance on warlord positions and numbers around here in preparation for an assault." The squad leader pointed to the map, where the location of an enemy base was circled in black. "They've been running armored patrols and the occasional convoy out of the base. The majority of the armor is early and lightly armored MBTs, which your ATGMs should tear right through. Even if they don't, your 40mm autocannons can possibly take them from the front and surely from the sides. The convoys typically have some loaded APCs and trucks, so make sure to bring some HE to take out the infantry. Good luck, let's show these sons of bitches what Corgelians are made of!" The commanders walked out and readied their crews.

Four hours later, near the warlord positions.

"Ey, Jerry, what do you say about the size of that convoy?" asked the gunner. The commander of the small vehicle, Jared Kerman, looked up from the newspaper from home, with the headline "Strikes and protests over failure of minimum wage heightening." "I dunno Maxi, maybe 22 vehicles? Only 7 tanks, 5 APCs, with at most 50 calibers which our armor could take, and the rest are unarmored trucks. Think our squad of 8 cars could take em?" Maxi eagerly replied "Of course com! We should radio the others and maybe command first, though." Jared switched on the radio. "Wanna take that convoy? I observe 7 tanks and 5 APCs armed with weak MGs." "Sounds good Jerry, go ahead and radio command." "This is Jared Kerman of squad 5, we have spotted an enemy convoy with minimal defense, permission to engage?" "Squad 7, you have permission to engage, give em' hell."

20 minutes later, ambush position near the road.

"Men, prepare to fire ATGMs at armor. Save the 40mm for the little ones." The convoy trundled by, not noticing the vehicles hiding in the bushes. "Christ, they don't train em' like they used to. Men, acquire locks." A chorus of "Target locked!" ran through the radio. "Fire in 3, 2, 1, GO!" Throughout the brush, bushes parted as missiles ignited their propellant and flew out of their tubes. The tanks exploded like barrels of gunpowder. The convoy stopped, trucks swerving across the road, several crashing into each other in the panic. The men in the APCs reacted first, turning their MGs and attempting to unload. However, the 40mm autocannons began to rip through the enemy. The high explosive had the fuse tuned just enough to pierce through the APC's armor, and trucks turned into molten puddles of iron when the shells ignited their fuel. A small group of men had made it out of their APC before it was knocked out and set up a rocket launcher. It blasted towards one of the cars before a high-explosive round evaporated the men. The squad watched in horror as flames rose from the hit vehicle. After a long silence, the commander of the damaged car radioed in. "They hit the engine. The fire's contained for now but this engine ain't goin anywhere. We're gonna plant charges and move into another vehi-." But he was cutoff as the ammunition caught fire and exploded the vehicle in a massive fireball. They kept firing until there was nothing left but molten slag, to get revenge for their fallen comrades. "Great job boys, we completed our objective and got the first kills of the regiment!" Loud cheers rose throughout the channel, but the mood suddenly turned somber as they remembered the loss of their friends. "Well, let's go home. Or, our temporary home. And tell command to bring a new crew." They moved into formation and set course for the FOB.

by **Klathu** » Sat Jan 06, 2018 3:29 pm

Stimme des Volkes Kerstol city

Former Prime minister Douglas Kerman speaking

People of Klathu as you know you have recently cast your votes in the general election and those votes have been counted and the results are in.
With the largest majority of votes giving them 65 seats the new ruling party of Klathu is the Labourers party also known as the democratic socialist party. Behind them we have the Marxist party with 20 seats, the libraists with 10, the conservatives with 2 seats and the final three seats split between the nationalists the monarchists and the isolationists.

I will now hand you over to the new prime minister of Klathu Terry. D havnza.

Prime minister T.D havnz speaking

People of Klathu today is a mixed day we are happy that we are finally in power yet we know we shall not be accepted within the internationale you all knew this when you voted you all knew the risk, yet you still voted and thus the people have spoken we shall begin the process of leaving the international. Yet does who are worried do not be we shall not stand alone for long for we intend to form an alliance that many will sympathize with and hopefully join. This alliance shall not focus on a political goal it shall not focus on one nations benefit, instead this alliance has three simple goals Unity, we will promote international cooperation and friendship, Security we shall defend each other and any others who need to be protected, prosperity we shall support each other! Under the stars we are, all people we are, all equal we are LONG LIVE THE UKP

by **Mon Faira** » Sat Jan 06, 2018 8:54 pm

Socialist State of Mon Faira

Siege at Brevy

Day 2

News point of view

MFN Breaking news from outside of Brevy. The Department of Homeland Security has conducted a raid on the extreme religious cult known as The Holy Church of the Seventh Covenant for illegal weapon procurement. We have a reporter live at the scene

at Mount Karmel compound

"Thank you. Yesterday the DHS attempted to carry out a warrant at Mount Karmel compound for illegal weapons and contraband. One officer was killed with many others wounded during the raid. Currently the DHS agents and cultists are locked in a siege with the DHS requesting for the members of the Holy Church of the Seventh Covenant and there leader Kavid Josep to surrender." A reporter told to the camera that was focused on the compound with 20 or so DHS agents around the perimeter with weapons drawn and several others at a command tent speaking into a microphone, supposedly negotiating with Kavid Josep. The remaining agents were with Brevy utilities personnel who looked they were shutting off water and electricity to the compound.

Day 3

DHS point of view

The DHS was having another stagnant day of the Siege of Mount Karmel, or whatever the media is calling it now. Negotiations with Kavid Josep and his band of followers has been very slow, with absolutely no progress from day one. The DHS began to prepare for day seven, the day they would remove the cultists from the compound.
In a briefing Commander Syeu of the DHS forces began to inform his agents.

“Alright men we all know that the cultists will not leave that building before day seven, so we will need to speed up the process. We will begin procuring large spotlights, some pieces of artillery, and 2 Combat Engineering Vegicles from Brevy’s National Gaurd.”

“Wait Sir, we are bringing in artillery?” A DHS agent questions.

“Don’t speak until spoken to Agent” Commander Syeu snapped back.

“Yes Sir”, the agent replied.

Commander Syeu continued, “That artillery will be firing only smoke and tear gas to flush them out of that building. Under any circumstance no other types of munitions will be fired.”

Day 4

News Perspective

“Today is another slow day at the Siege of Mount Karmel, with no real progress being made. But the DHS forces have begun to bring in some heavy equipment such as tanks, artillery, and large spot lights. We sure do hope that they don’t have to be used.”

Day 5

Cultists perspective

Currently Kavid Josep is considering surrender of his compound by being pressured by 7 of his followers. He knew they could not sustain themselves any longer, food was running out, the water was almost gone as well as the last of the heating coal. But he would never abandon his followers in their quest to find God. He would not surrender himself to the government but he can not keep this up any more.

Day 6

DHS perspective

The men did not want tomorrow to come. As tomorrow they would be ramming down walls with tanks and shelling Mon Fairans with tear gas. They hoped the cultists would surrender, but most of them know that they will never surrender and it would have to be done the hard way. The DHS continued to blast messages at the Cultists to surrender but to no avail.

by **Kheyaus** » Mon Jan 08, 2018 1:25 am

Good morning, Kheyaus, and welcome to another edition of the Saturday Update, the most reliable news network on Kerbin for over fifty years! Without further ado, here's the latest:

Second Stage of Economic Plan Revealed by Grand Chairman
Our wise and benevolent Grand Chairman has revealed the much-awaited second stage of the Economic Enhancement Programme. "We are proud to announce that after months of planning and preparing, Stage Two of the Economic Enhancement Programme is ready to be implemented into our current economy by the end of the month," read a statement released from the Ministry of Economic Success. "Now that the Social Enhancement Centres are up and running in almost every city in Kheyaus, we are ready to start taking digital inventories of crops and factories. Local Production Supervisors will be selected from the current pool of Lower Party Members, terms will depend on preformance. The Supervisors will input all crop and factory production data into Enhancement Centre computers, where they will be sent to the Ministry of Economic Success in Jejin for review and cataloguing. With this new, faster system in place, more specific production quotas can be sent to Production Supervisors, leading to a significantly smoother national distribution process and reduced numbers of unaccounted for products. Grand Chairman has dictated that all current outputs must be doubled by the end of the year to sustain our growing population and economy, and that any district to not meet these quotas will be held accountable. This quota, while, very high, is to improve the lives of everyone in the country. Not a single person will go hungry in our nation ever again!"

War in Ostriech
The Ministry of Defense declared war on the local warlords in the northeastern coastal provinces of Ostreich on Thursday. General Harris has announced that 10,000 brave and patriotic soldiers have been given deployment orders, and Proletariat-class submarines are already patrolling the area, clearing it of pirates and making sure the routes are safe for the first wave of troops and warships,
and Ikaru-class bombers are being fueled up at Oyan Air Force Base, fifty miles from the centre of Jejin. The Ministry of Defense also wants to notify the international community of our intents, saying that it is not an act of international aggression and we fully intend to pull out of Ostreich once it has been liberated from it's cruel and violent warmongering overlords. Our sole intent is to save our comrades in Ostreich from oppressive tyranny. We will not interfere with any affairs outside of that province whatsoever, so neighboring operations and countries need not be concerned. The first wave of assaults, dubbed "Operation Overture," is scheduled to arrive on the beaches in the next week, and is estimated to last no longer than one month.

Occulan Trade Routes "Extremely Safe"
"Our oceanic trade routes with Occula are extremely safe," said Trade Minister Keito Arachi. "It has come to our attention at the Ministry of Economic Success that there are rumours spreading of pirate attacks, kidnappings, and the like during standard trade routes. We would like to assure the public that these claims are absolutely rubbish. While there are, in fact, pirates, Kheyausi cargo vessels are some of the safest things to be on during one of these pathetic attacks. They are heavily armed, and have the best of the best guarding their precious cargo and passengers. If someone you know of has gone missing, it is most likely because their ship capsized during one of the many violent storms in the area. Pirate attacks on Kheyausi ships are exceedingly rare, and any man with a shred of common sense knows that the risk on our ships is much greater than the reward." In other news, rations have been slightly reduced, and food is being stocked up for shipment to Ostreich. The reduction is very small, and the only major difference is five grams of meat that are being sent to the soldiers from every citizen. This is only temporary, and with the second stage of the Economic Enhancement Program, it should last extremely short before rations are increased significantly.

Thank you for joining us on the Saturday Update, and have a wonderful week! Long Live the People's Republic!

Approved and Verified by the Ministry of Public Enlightenment

by **Heruland** » Mon Jan 08, 2018 2:37 am

Heruland News Report

International News:
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WAR IN OSTREICH
The following is a speech by the leader held yesterday on the topic of Ostreich, and their war.
"On the 21st of December, Marxist forces entered the disorganized and split Ostreich, with the goal of stretching their filthy claws to the straits of Kerthenia. In response the CDN and Kerthenia launched separate invasions, the CDN invasion hilariously touted as a "peacekeeping force". These liberal and Marxist invasions have both been justified as 'protectors of Ostreich', despite little Ostreichan say in the matter, and is nothing more than powerplay by corrupt, power-hungry and immoral leaders. There is hope, however. In the mix of this chaos, two independent Ostreichan factions have risen to restore order and honor to their own nation and people, void of corruption and influence by outlying forces. The democratic forces are targeting these factions. The same people who make grandiose speeches on the soapbox about the will of the people and their right to chose their own destiny are stifling their right, and their will to do so. Every single day the true enemy, the evil to every mans eye no matter what creed is creeping up Ostreich from its southern border, rubbing their hands as liberals fight the Ostreichan will over petty power. The powers that be in Ostreich should show every man in every nation what despicable actions the outlying forces are taking, and how their words are drowned out by these acts."
The High General Sanselle Kerman has proposed that Herulic military staff and equipment be sent to [the purple faction], to aid them in the war-effort.
Heil und sæll.

National News:
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THE ARMY REFORMS
Earlier today, The Leader revealed plans to once again move the army out of *hibernation' and into a force capable of defending nationalism in all corners of the globe. These plans would reorganize the military staff to be more competitive elsewhere in the world, and increase the military spending from 4% to 30% of our GDP, or 675 billion NSD. Although conscription will be expanded to include more citizens, and hire them for a longer period of time, the focus is being placed on increasing the capabilities of the individual soldier.
To complement the reform, large-scale military exercises have been scheduled and will be held on our northern border.
Heil und sæll.

by **Island Paradis** » Mon Jan 08, 2018 7:33 pm

Paradisian National News Network
Thousands of Paradisian are awed as a pair of newly built J-18E/F Mega Bees magically appear from the eastern cliffs of Paradis. A crowd of people taking photos, videos or just laying back to staring at the sky waiting for J-18s to fly by. When they do many are quite amazed to see these beauties circling each other than disappear back to the cliffs, return and repeat. After 25 minutes of flight, the planes so departed the sightseeing civilians to the military strip at the Paradisian Northern Airport and the crowd of thousands soon disperse from the area, back to the urban cities.

A shipment of P.290s all the way from the Serrian Archepeligo that has been delayed multiple times have arrived at Island Paradis Harbor and will soon be on the tarmac to go. Meanwhile the set of KRA2s or it's Paradisian name now the PRA2 have been fully modified by the engineers. A few have been armed while a select few will hit the runways for air trials. The only difference between the KRA2 and PRA2 it seems are guns, radar and avionics. They are believed to be flying over the west near Ilbania.

The military has also confirmed that 7 J-16s, 5 J-17s and "Old Gary" a JH-52 Heavy bomber had flown south for classified testing after a slip up from military general Faron A. Miller. Some speculate of a fake dogfight to test escorting a bomber. Much more speculate is to test Herulians airspace and protection. The government hasn't responded to these conspiracies nor given why they were going south. 7 hours of the mysterious flight the planes landed at the South-West Paradis Military Base in the middle of the night.

Meanwhile at the Capital Building
President Daniel C. Carmon Sits alone in his office. Being in office for 4 years and 1 more year until the end of his term. It seemed unlikely to get another 5 years due to some pacifist actions. Many Paradisians want action which is far different when the populace was more afraid of getting obliterated by external threats or the man next door. Times has changed as Paradis has changed into a modern miracle. He continues to complaint himself until he is interrupted by a voice call

Mr Carmon "Hello, what is this for?"

Voice Call "Someone wants to meet you"

He soon walks to the door, takes a deep breath and exits...

by **Barkadia** » Tue Jan 09, 2018 3:19 pm

Warlord's house in Prenzlau province

"Look Rootoff! We're at his house!"

"Shut up. They might hear you. I know I do."

Rootoff's friend dying before his eyes was still a very recent memory. He felt bitter and mad. Sadness would still get to him, however. He was found crying at night by several other soldiers. He still fought on and killed who shot at him, but his spirits were low. The officer from earlier battles turns around and begins to talk to the column behind him.

"Our tanks and comrades have cleared the whole area. We are certain that the defenses are gone. However, we believe that the warlord will be making his last stand. We will breach and clear his house. Keep the warlord alive."

He turns back around and takes the group to the walls of the house

"Hey Rootoff, do you think that this'll make you cry?"

"Fuck off asshole. You don't want to become an accidental friendly fire incident, no?"

"Whatever."

"Quiet!"

The officer turns around.

"GET READY MEN! 3....2....1! BREACH!"

The first men to get in the house are greeted by hastily made machine gun nests on the stairs and entrances to rooms. The rest quickly flood in.

"GET A NADE OVER THOSE NESTS!"

Soldiers pull out frags and begin to toss them over. In seconds, all nests are down and a group of Barkadians rush up the stairs. They kick open every door and find the rooms empty or full of ammo.

"Hey guys! Did you not see this room over here?!"

They begin to move to an unopened door at the end of a dark hallway.

"Someone get behind me so that I breach this without dying."

Someone gets behind him and gets ready to shoot. They open the door. One fighter with an unusual amount of grenades and ammo is instantly taken down. On the giant bed lays the warlord with a pistol aiming at the soldiers. He fires a shot.

"AHHH FUCK! HE GOT ME!"

The soldier not hit shoots the warlord in the arm. The warlord drops his gun in pain and shouts that he surrenders to the soldier.

"I GOT HIM! I GOT THE WARLORD!"

From downstairs the officer shouts.

"Bring him down!"

The one soldier begins to drag the warlord down the stairs as a medic races by to treat the wounded soldier still in the room. He tosses him on the grass outside the front door.

"P-p-p-please. Don't kill me. I surrender the p-p-province to the Reds. Don't hurt me more than you h-h-have..."

The officer calls for Rootoff to come outside.

"What is it sir?"

"This man has given up control of this whole province to us. Our battle here is over. But you have one more task. I want you to shoot this man."

"WHAT?! He surrendered, sir! Why should we kill him?"

"His soldiers killed your friend and the friends of many others. Do this for them. It is justice."

He pulls his handgun out of its holster. Rootoff begrudgingly takes it.

"Just one bullet to the head Rootoff. Release your anger."

Suddenly, the anger in Rootoff begins boiling. His face turns red.

"DIE YOU FUCKING BASTARD!"

He fires shots into the warlords head. He uses the whole magazine.

"I said one fucking bullet, jeez. Well, I suppose it doesn't matter, he's dead and we control this area now."

Rootoff hands the gun back and spits on the body before he stomps away. A tear goes down his face.

"Radio in for extra gas. We're gonna burn this shithole."

Gas gets dropped off by a supply truck outside the house.

"Put this corpse inside, somebody. We gotta burn him too."

Two soldiers carry it in and throw it on the living room floor. Someone walks around the perimeter of the house pouring gas. When they get a safe distance away, the gas person lights the fuel on fire and walks away.

"Come on, everyone, we got to get out of here and get defenses across the border of the province set up!"

They walk away from the burning house.

by **Blorbs** » Tue Jan 09, 2018 5:03 pm

Ostreich Western Peninsula, Central Province

Three thousand airdropped soldiers organized themselves just outside of a small town. Among them are many of Blorbs's elite soldiers, and they prepare to take the full onslaught of a likely offensive attack by local warlord groups. Among the infantry includes nearly 300 modern light tanks, airdropped with the soldiers as a significant fighting force as a part of the Blorbik air-force which is generally considered to be its largest military focus.

"So, whats the plan?" A non-commissioned officer adresses the highest commander on-site, who is acting primarily as a relay between the officers in the Airdrop divisions and higher command back in Blorbs.

"For now, we fortify here and wait for an expected attack."

"How do you know they will?"

"A handful of men attacked when we first landed, and some escaped. Its likely they are with this warlord, or whomever, so we expect that they will choose to go on the offensive. Its unlikely they know the extent of our presence here."

"What if they don't?"

"As unlikely as it is, by the end of the week we will begin moving further south to where we beleive their capital to be. An offensive operation could risk us losing some of our men or equipment, which is why we are hoping they make the wrong choice and attack us first."

"I guess we wait now, then."

"Indeed."

Three days later, Ostreich Western Peninsula, Central Provence

"Enemy soldiers! South! I repeat, enemy soldiers, south!" A Blorbik watchmen yells down into the mobile camp constructed near the town. In the distance, warlord infantry walks through the savannah, spearheaded by a number of tanks. Old and outdated, they would still be dangerous and useful support.

"How many do you see?" an officer yells to the watchman.

"I'm not sure, could be as many as a thousand or more!"

"Fire artillery!"

In what seemed like an instant, a number of bursts rang out in quick succession. At such ranges, few hit, but it did clear some of the land and allow for greater visibility. The first volley did, however, manage to damage a single take and temporarily incapacitate nearly half of a dozen infantry. Suddenly, all of the tanks shot toward the Blorbik encampment. Hopelessly out of range, those that even came near did at the very least provide a small amount of suppression.

For a few minutes, silence returned. The warlord armour decided not to waste ammunition and continue shooting from so far, and the Blorbik artillery took a similar position. Until suddenly, an even larger number of bursts shatter the silence and fire a second volley of artillery and mortars, with the range much better and weapons more accurately aimed, the volley was far more successful. Finally, the thicker forest ended, and the warlord forces began to pick up speed. The infantry formed a charge and several tanks began to race full speed. A Blorbik tank formation, moving into position, takes a single shot from an enemy Leo-1

"кгәкєн! They took out a tank!" yelled the terrified gunner of the tank directly to the left of the seemingly astronomically unlikely direct hit.

"They're attacking! Return fire, return fire!"

With both tank formations still practically out of range, the chance of the single rocket actually hitting was abysmal. However, despite this, a number of Blorbik tanks returned fire. Seven main turrets were fired, with merely a single near-miss which managed to destroy the treads of two different enemy tanks.

"Stop firing, wait until they are in range. That one hit was a fluke."

The enemy tanks began speeding up even further and formed a tighter formation in the distance.

"Ready, aim, and," A commander opened up communications to the tank formation and began adressing the main gunners,"FIRE!"

Like a hundred simultaneous lighting strikes the tank formation, using its superior accurate range to its advantage, fired all at once. While a staggered attack may have been somewhat more effective, this was devastating to enemy morale. All at once, nearly a fourth of the tanks were disabled and many more had minor damage. The battle then continued to rage on for nearly another hour until practically every enemy tank had been destroyed with minimal Blorbik losses, forcing a retreat.

The infantry entrenched themselves in the south, mostly staying put for the rest of that day but preforming some minor harassment attacks with mortars.

10:00 (2 AM)

"To recap," a commander of the Blorbik armored vehicles left behind addresses his Kerbs, "with what seems to be the majority of the enemy soldiers tied up near us, you will head west and then turn south, avoiding conflict with their soldiers, and travel to their capital. Whatever sort of garrison is present there will most likely try to defend so all of you must be prepared to go on the offensive. If you are successful, a small contingency should stay to keep the peace in that area while the rest attack the remaining warlord forces from behind, assuming they have not capitulated anyway."

The tanks then begin heading westward. A crewman of one of the tanks cheerily speaks up,

"Finally, instead of sitting around and getting shot at we can actually do something."

"Well we might have to wait that out for a moment, this isn't the easiest terrain to traverse and we can't take the roads, so—"

"Why not?"

"For one, they are covered in land mines, but they also are probably being watched. In contrast, while slowing us down, this terrain gives us cover."

Two days later, 10:30 (3 AM)

The convoy of tanks overlook the town, hidden by darkness. Just north of it lies a small military base, centered around a poorly maintained palace.

"Proceed slowly, we're going to want to get as close as possible before they see us. DO NOT fire until you are given command."

Navigating between trees, it was obvious that very few men were left here.

"Are they... stupid?" a gunner commented, "Or just so desperate that they hoped we wouldn't try this."

"Probably a bit of both. These warlords usually refuse to give up any military control to generals or anything so the strategic skills of their fighting force may only really be determined by a single person."

Suddenly, an anti-tank rocket shoots over to the formation, missing and colliding with a tree.

"Shit! We've been spotted! Return fire and push forward!"

The Blorbik tanks began shooting repeatedly back at the base with their heavy canons, primarily firing HE shells. With the base so sparsely populated, few people are hurt. However the shoddily constructed reinforcements come down with ease from the explosives and those that are in the base retreat back to the other side. A single enemy tank rushes forward and fires a single shot, misses, and is then destroyed by three separate rounds; two HE damaging the treads and gun followed by a single AP round, ripping through the engine.

As the convoy is practically within the base, the commander speaks once again, "Fire at the palace!"

With no significant danger in the area, the tanks all began to fire upon the palace. Within a minute, the entire building collapses down and is destroyed. Four Blorbik tanks split off and head into the base in order to search for soldiers and pacify the base. They find none, concluding that everyone had either fled or been killed. The rest of the convoy then turned around and began to head to the final soldiers of the warlord remaining up in the north. Taking a far shorter and more efficient path, no longer needing to hide, the trip takes less than a day and they arrive later that evening.

The area is silent except for the hum of the tank engines. The commander issues an order, "Fire at will."

Shells begin to rain down onto the entrenched infantry just south of the main Blorbik airdrop landing sight. They all suddenly begin to scramble around, trying to get to safety or defend from behind. They were entirely oblivious to their advance before they got within firing range, now with very little co-ordination as they had lost their command center and were relying on the incompetent local officers.

It took less than ten minutes before the warlord's flag was torn down by the enemy soldiers, and onto the top of the pole a white flag was hoisted.

by **Ugetstan** » Tue Jan 09, 2018 7:14 pm

Near the Western coast of Ostreich

About 1.5 thousand troops and 25 tanks sit in 75 rusting and decrepit transport ships, heading for Ostreich. The men aboard these ships were not the finest of the bunch but they could still put up a fight. They have one task, establish a front on the Western Coast and push to the east. The soldiers of Ostreich didn't know what was coming.

"How long until we get off this rusting piece of shit?"

"Not long soldier, but please, hold your mouth until we arrive."

"Finally, we aren't sitting at the border for once and actually doing something."

"I can agree."

The Captain of this force, Joi Huoi prepared to address his men and give them their orders.

"Alright boys, we are about to land on Ostreich. We are going to come under fire as soon as those doors in front of you open and you are going to rush and find any cover you can and begin returning fire to the enemy. Then we shall flank them and take over their position and begin to push forward."
Huoi stepped back into the ranks and waited for the boat to roll onto the pristine beach. About five minuets later the ships rolled onto the shore.
The doors flung open and the troops followed suit.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck."

"Just fucking push forward!"

"Stand with the fucking tanks you dumb cunts!"

"One tank down!"

"Yes, keep going!"

"We're pushing!"

The tanks begin to fire upon the enemy position. They fire in sustained volleys. One tank gets hit by an RPG and explodes spraying shrapnel everywhere killing anyone near it. The tanks then follow their original orders and begin flanking the Ostreichian positions. The soldiers begin to setup machine gun positions and aim their RPGs, supported by the arrival of 3 Choyal heavy tanks.

"Spray them until they burn!"

"Just keep firing the tanks will cover us!"

"Dig tunnels if you have too!"

A few of the soldiers grab out shovels and pickaxes and dig tunnels to support the tanks and the soon arriving troops. The Choyal heavy tanks roll forward onto the shore in a V formation firing their machine guns onto the enemy. The soldiers follow behind the heavy tanks some stay behind to dig the tunnels and set up mortar positions. The whistling sound of RPGs fly overhead flying into the Ostreichian soldier's positions spraying shrapnel everywhere killing a few.

"Shit, we just lost a few tanks."

"Doesn't matter just keep going!"

As a sign of patriotism, all of the remaining soldiers lined up and began to charge. Screaming with every step they take. The men start falling but they broke through the Ostreichian troops. They charge bayonet first into the enemy and the rest firing their weapons. The tanks finally flank around the enemy, mowing them down like grass. The heavy tanks follow suit, trailing behind the soldiers.

"Just one more line...."

"How many do we have left..?"

"About 980."

"God dammit."

"If we could just have some artillery..."

"Then we'd win this fight in an hour..."

The remaining troops begin to setup camp. They construct small tents and traps. Some machine gun positions are setup in case a wave of soldiers come to attack the base. The day rolls on and the blackness of night falls in. The troops are going to begin a night attack on the forces of Ostreich.

"C'mon boys, through the tunnels."

A flare is launched at the base to confuse the enemy and make them fall into the trap. The troops in the tunnels prepare to ambush.

"Time to send those pigs running."

"5 stay back to pick off the runners."

"The rest of you with me, we are going to slaughter them like pigs."

About 50 soldiers surround the position of the resting Ostreichian soldiers. About 2 men carry flame throwers. Then light up their flame throwers and prepare to unleash hell.

"Light em' up, I guess."

The pair fire their throwers, burning the Ostreichians to a crisp. The 5 snipers who stayed back began to pick off the runners. The last remaining tanks roll to onto the hill, solidifying the rule of the Zhioubinese.

At the last hour, of the first day, the flag of the UZSR was raised.

by **Avellum** » Wed Jan 10, 2018 3:07 am

1 AM: 12,000 FEET ABOVE OSTREICH

The lone Orca drone hovered silently, its advanced avionics keeping the machine rock steady as its cold, unfeeling sensor eyes glaring up from above upon its prey. Cameras and lasers painting the slapdash compound formed from the ruins of an old castle. Its collection of antiquated and poorly maintained military equipment all revealing itself under its cruel gaze, cutting through the inky blackness of night like a razor's edge, seeing all, awaiting eager to dispense its harsh judgement from the skies high above down onto the Warlord forces.

"Owl one, Castello. Targets acquired and marked. No signs of civilians in AO. Be advised, battery critical."

"Roger Owl One. Drop ordinance and RTB. Owl two, you're up. Castello to Alpha units, initiate operation. Weapons free."

The attack started in earnest, its icy cold clinical precision set in contrast with its fiery toll. First, missiles, streaking in from their unseen host found their prey. Two Leopard tanks eliminated in quick succession, their ammo detonating launching a fireball high into the black skies, then, shells, their ferocity matched only by their pinpoint precision. The attack caught the Warlord's forces completely by surprise, as the Avellian vehicles and infantry continued to press their advantage, their technological edge allowing them to unleash their wrath with far greater precision and range than the forces that would oppose them.

"Razor flight to ground. Targets acquired, initiating assault."

A flight of three gunships surged overhead, the troops continuing their advance as the helos unleased their payloads. Their rocket pods and rotary cannons tearing into the defenders, tearing apart the ancient Ostreichian masonry in vast clouds of dust and smashed stone, yet despite all this ferocity the Warlords remained steadfast. Shoulderfired SAMs returned the gunship's deadly toll, the helicopters quickly scrambling to evade, their countermeasures lighting up the night along with the rest of the intense fireball that the whole castle was quickly becoming. Nonetheless, despite their quick reflexes one of the missiles tore free a gunship's wing, leaving a vast gash from which a furious inferno spouted. The pilot grappled with his controls, trying to keep his stricken Swift from plowing straight into the inferno on the ground, warnings and alarms beeping all over the cockpit. He eventually realised this was a lost cause as his aircraft began to rotate, grabbing for the ejector handle. The rotors broke free, detonating and flying clear with the centrifugal force as the canopy blasted away, his seat launching him high into the air as below the remnants of the vehicle span out of control, the fireball colliding with the old structure, tearing its way into it before the fuel and remaining ordinance finally detonated.

The Ostreich forces remained steadfast, even as their castle crumbled around them. The last of their Leopards making a desperate charge, taking even the Avellians by surprise as one punched a hole clean through the side of a Mauler, the IFV erupting in a display akin to a new years firework show as the heavy turret popped off, fire trailing in its wake before slamming down hard into the earth. The Marauder 2s swung their mighty guns to face them, hulls turning, as they returned the favour, sheets of flame shooting from their barrels as they brought forth 125mm death upon their foes. The concerto of death began to reach its climax, the roar of the guns, the fury of battle... Before...

Silence.

It descended upon the battlefield like a thick, heavy and eerie blanket. Nought still standing, nought still making a sound but the crackling and popping of destroyed vehicles and the crumbling castle.

"Castello this is Strike One Alpha. Reporting target is eliminated. All hostiles terminated. Initiating cleanup. Request recovery vehicles and medical teams ASAP."

"Affirmative Strike One Alpha. Units deployed and en route to your position."

by **Heruland** » Wed Jan 10, 2018 4:07 am

Heruland News Report

International News:
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UNITED NORTH MLORBIK STATE
The following is a speech by the leader held earlier, proclaiming Heruland as the savior for all North Mlorban people.
"As one look upon the political landscape that lies outside of our borders, one would realize that we are in a sorry state. Anywhere we go, enemies and two-faced friends follow. This is why it is in the interest of all of us to stand together, to help your own people in this desperate time of desperate need. But as one look upon the states in which our people live, one would realize that there is little hope for them. They are trapped in a society that does not care for its people, but rather the power of the elites, and the profits of the greedy. Heruland was never built on such corrupt ideas. The principles on which our state is built is not about power, nor is it about money. It is about people - about family. It is about securing the existence of our people, and the future for them.
This principle has succeeded at home, but home is not the only place where our people live. It is our divine duty to save those people who are trapped in these apathetic societies and unite North Mlorba under one single banner, as one single people, in one single nation, under one single leader. And only then, when this entire Mlorban people become a united community of sacrifice, then alone can we expect - can we hope, that Providence will grant us assistance in the future. The Almighty has never helped a lazy man, he does not help the coward, he does not help a people that cannot help themselves. Here the same principle applies; people, help yourselves! and the almighty cannot deny you his assistance."
Heil und sæll.

TELEGRAM


 VERTEIDIGUNGSMINISTERIUM 



FO 371/34551
Date: 100118
Sender: Hohergeneral / Minister of Verteidigungsministerium / Sanselle K. 
Receiver: State Department Iblania, Military Department Iblania
Subject: Ultimatum of ceding territory to Heruland.


Demand:
From order of the Leader, The nation Heruland demands that Iblania fully cedes its easternmost territory to Heruland, with the purpose of eventually uniting North Mlorba under Heruland. 
If you deny this demand, I will be forced to order my troops to invade Iblania.



Signed
Sanselle Kerman, minister of department of defence
Heil und sæll.

by **Iblania** » Wed Jan 10, 2018 10:25 am

National News Broadcast : Jan 10, 2018
Iblania Denies Request to Cede Land, Calls for Further Diplomatic Discussions, Raises Alert Level
The State Department released a statement to the press early this morning. The nation of Heruland has issued a demand, requesting that Iblania cedes its easternmost territories to them. By their provided map, it appears that the requested land includes the towns of Larson, Harry Junction, Kelton, Lenontown, and Carsey Park, in addition to the eastern outskirts of Penton.
The Department has stated that they will deny the request, but that they are fully willing to look for a "diplomatic resolution" to this issue, citing examples such as trade deals or transfer of a smaller land area.
Meanwhile, the national alert level has been raised to Code Yellow, indicating possibility of upcoming military deployment. The Military Department encourages everyone to be alert and keep an NCMS-enabled device with them at all times.
The Military Department has activated its reserve forces; all reserve personnel have been summoned to local military bases. Civilians near Anderson Air Force Base reported hearing sirens and "commotion" inside, as well as seeing convoys of military trucks leaving the facility. Aircraft were also seen landing at the base, almost continuously since the announcement was released. Residents of the towns near the Heruland border have also been given advice on proper evacuation and wartime procedures. Finally, we are receiving unconfirmed reports that some residents of Kelton and Lenontown are "rushing the grocery stores" and evacuating their homes - this does not appear to be part of the official government response.
We await a response from Heruland, or another statement from the State Department.




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NCMS OFFICIAL

FROM: MILITARY DEPARTMENT
TO: NATIONWIDE

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MESSAGE FOLLOWS

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THIS IS A MILITARY DEPARTMENT EMERGENCY MESSAGE. THIS IS NOT A TEST THIS IS NOT A DRILL

THE STATE DEPARTMENT HAS RECEIVED A LAND DEMAND FROM HERULAND AND AS A RESULT THE NATIONAL ALERT LEVEL WILL BE ELEVATED

AT THIS TIME, NATIONAL ALERT LEVEL IS YELLOW. REPEAT ALERT YELLOW
THIS MEANS THERE IS POSSIBILITY OF MILITARY DEPLOYMENT

UNDER YELLOW ALERT LEVEL IT IS HIGHLY RECOMMENDED FOR CITIZENS TO KEEP AN NCMS ENABLED DEVICE WITH THEM AT ALL TIMES
ALL CITIZENS SHOULD BE AWARE OF PROPER EMERGENCY EVACUATION AND SHELTER PROCEDURES FOR THEIR AREA
VISIT YOUR LOCAL GOVERNMENT OFFICE OR LOG ON TO WWW DOT IBLANIA DOT IB FOR A MAP OF SHELTERS AND EVACUATION ROUTES

THE FOLLOWING TOWNS ARE ADVISED TO BE PARTICULARLY VIGILANT AND OBTAIN EMERGENCY SUPPLIES IF POSSIBLE
ANDERSON. PENTON. LARSON. HARRY JUNCTION. KELTON. ABRAHAM. LENONTOWN. CARSEY PARK. SANDWAREN. MARDBURG. ORCADEN STATION. PREKNEY.

AT THIS TIME WAR HAS NOT BEEN DECLARED AND MILITARY COMBAT IS NOT IN PROGRESS
STAND BY FOR FURTHER MESSAGES AS MORE INFORMATION BECOMES AVAILABLE

AT THIS TIME, NATIONAL ALERT LEVEL IS YELLOW. REPEAT ALERT YELLOW

MESSAGE WILL END NOW

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EXTERNAL TRANSMISSION

FROM: STATE DEPARTMENT
TO: EXTERNAL RECEIVER HERULAND
RECEIVE: Hohergeneral / Minister of Verteidigungsministerium / Sanselle K.

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Hohergeneral,

I apologize, but we must deny your demand. The land area in question is too large, and we
cannot endanger the livelihoods of the Iblanian citizens living there, by going through with this
transfer. It would permanently displace thousands of families, and it would also cut us off from
our entire eastern shore.

However, of course, we are completely open to finding a diplomatic resolution to this issue.
For instance, we could greatly lower the tariffs established in our previous trade deal, or
perhaps even remove them entirely. Alternatively, we could supply your nation with
steel, uranium, or electrical machinery from our factories, completely free of charge.
We are also willing to cede some land, but it will have to be less than your previous request.
Perhaps only the southern section? That land contains some of the finest and most valuable
forests in our nation.

I sincerely hope that we can put our differences aside and quickly find a diplomatic
solution to this disagreement, Hohergeneral.

Thank you,
Martin Frockway
Iblanian State Department Administration Committee

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by **Wasabiton** » Wed Jan 10, 2018 11:28 am

Emergency Message From Empress Yonhin

My fellow countrymen and women, I am here to talk about the crisis involving our neighbor Iblania and Heruland. Iblania has rightfully denied the ludicrous request from the government of Heruland to cede territory who also threatened invasion if they denied it. Seeing the high possibility of war, I am raising the military alert level to 2. I would also like to announce our full support for Iblania in the case of an invasion by Heruland and the full mobilization of the military. As a part of alert level 2, conscription will be introduced and our army will begin to deploy to northern Hokubuhon ready to defend Iblania. As I speak aircraft are being ready to take off on a moments notice and our ships are preparing to set sail as the full might of our country awakens. Let it be known that fascism shall never cross or take power on our continent. Thank you and may honor be bestowed upon you all.

Across the country railways and highways were constantly filled with vehicles and trains transporting divisions to the far north near Iblania. At air bases, SB-4s were being loaded with bombs and fighters were on standby. At the ports ships were being loaded with ammunition and other supplies as the first ships left port. Right now, the clouds of war were gathering and it was going to be a storm yet the lines at recruiting centers stretched far with patriotic citizens signing up for their love of the country overpowered the fear of death and war.

by **Heruland** » Wed Jan 10, 2018 2:16 pm

Heruland News Report

Breaking News:
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HERULAND GOES TO WAR
Earlier today, The Leader demanded that Iblania cedes its easternmost territory to Heruland, in order to unite the North Mlorban peoples. After many hours of heightened tension all over the world as peace talks were carried out, Heruland has declared war on Iblania after it denied Heruland the ultimatum.
Heil und sæll, Gott mit uns.

read the following spoilers in order
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AUßENMINISTERIUM

d100118

R.H. (Robert Hardley), Iblanian State Department Administration Committee, speaker.
O.K. (Owens Kerman), Außenministerium representative, speaker.
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R.H. - Please take a seat, sir. So as you are aware, the State Department of Iblania and the Military Department of Iblania received a telegram from your department of defense at 8 o'clock this morning the 10th of January-
O.K. - It's Verteidigungsministerium.
R.H. - Pardon?
O.K. - You say The Department of the Defence no? It is Verteidigungsministerium.
R.H. - I apologize sir, if I may continue.
*pause*
R.H. - 'Hohergeneral' Sanselle Kerman informed us that he has been ordered by your 'Führer' that he is to demand the easternmost territory of Iblania,
or else he is will be obliged to order his troops to invade Iblania, is that correct?
O.K. - Yes.
R.H. - Now, The State Department has evaluated the demands, and have come to the conclusion that the proposed ultimatum is unreasonable,
but have instead suggested to lower tariffs on Heruland, or cede a smaller portion of land to Heruland, I expect that you have read our telegram.
O.K. - Yes.
*pause*
R.H. - So, i would like you to tell me if we can come to an agreement, sir.
O.K. - It is, in my eyes not possible for the 'Führer' to accept anything less than what he demanded, in fact, he says you were lucky with the demands he made.
R.H. - We are very willing to cooperate with Heruland under more favorable circumstances than what has been proposed, as I've said,
we are willing to economically be kinder towards Heruland, or cede a smaller territory than what has been demanded-
O.K. - Mister Hardly, I do not think you understande the, uh, gravity of the situation the Iblanian government is in. We have a force many times stronger than you,
we are ready to go to the war as soon as I tell them this peace conference has failed, so, because of this spot that the Iblania is in, we propose that you cede all of
eastern Iblania to Heruland, 50%.
R.H. - Sir, this is impossible-
O.K. - You cannot win war against Heruland, no? If you care about your people, you will accept my demand, and avoid many deaths of this war. It is non negotiable!
R.H. - I am not in a position to accept annything like this, sIr-
O.K. - Okay, this is waste of our time, if you cannot see that you will lose this war, we will show you, Heil ud saell sir.
*Owens Kerman leaves the room*
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Heil und sæll.

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TELEGRAM

 VERTEIDIGUNGSMINISTERIUM 



FO 444/48554
Date: 100118
Sender: Representant / Außenministerium / Owens K. 
Receiver: Hohergeneral / Minister of Verteidigungsministerium / Sanselle K. 
Subject: Peace talks summary

Peace talks failed, war imminent.



Signed
Owens Kerman, representative for foreign ministry
Heil und sæll.

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INTCOM

 VERTEIDIGUNGSMINISTERIUM 

d100118t2146 
From: Hohergeneral / Minister of Verteidigungsministerium / Sanselle K. 
To: Codename operation floyd

War has been declared, we are at war with Iblania. Operation Floyd is active, as soon as this message is read you are obliged to order your troops in compliance with Order: 28. God is with us, Heil und sæll

Heil und sæll.

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 AUßENMINISTERIUM 



d100118

Iblanian radio operator to Herulic general over intercepted radio frequenzy
RO (unidentified Iblanian radio operator.
S.K. (Sven Kerman), Brigadegeneral of 4th Armored Brigade.
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RO - Who am I speaking to, over?
S.K. - This is Brigadegeneral of the 4th Armored, who is this, over?
RO - What is your name, brigade general, over?
S.K. Sven Kerman, who are you, over?
RO - Sven, before it's too late, tell your men to retreat. Don't do this, don't do this. In any case, Sven, you and I will die.
S.K. - Who are you, over?
RO - What's the point of all this? Who will win this? You and I will not survive, understand? If we or I see you in the action, I won't show you mercy, just like you won't, understand?
*pause*
RO - It is better if you come to me as a guest. Retreat your men. Have pity for their mothers, and have pity for the guys, retreat them, Sven, give the order to retreat.
*pause*
S.K. - I can't give that order, over.
RO - Sven, from my heart, I wish that you survive this, but you better leave.
S.K. - I don't have a choice. I have orders and I will obey them in any case. over.
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Heil und sæll.

by **Barkadia** » Wed Jan 10, 2018 3:05 pm

Airfield outside of Acus

It was a frozen evening as men sporting Barkadian uniforms loaded boxes of ammunition and newly produced BMR-118s into cargo planes heading for Iblania. Tensions between them and Heruland have risen to the breaking point, and a deal was concluded that Barkadia would aid and train insurgents in Iblania in the event of an occupation. Two friends start a conversation while loading ammo.

"These will be the last few boxes of ammo. These planes should leave in about half an hour."

"What about those officers earlier?"

"They left a few hours ago and most likely have arrived in Iblania. I assume they might've started training already if they have arms themselves."

"Yeah. I figured. I hope their war goes good enough."

"It'll most likely end in an Iblanian insurgency mainly aided by us. I heard rumors that we might intervene in this war, seeing as we're close friends, us and Iblania."

"How would we? And why bother anyways. We're already fighting a hard one in Ostreich, and the CDN will most likely deal with Heruland anyways."

"Very small scale. Some dropped guys and some light stuff. To aid the insurgents probably."

"I suppose."

They put the last few boxes of ammunition in the plane. The plane soon takes off northbound and then southbound towards Iblania.

"Do you think that this plane will be shot down?"

"I doubt it. Iblanian fighters are probably fighting the air war as we speak anyways. I think it'll be ok."

"I hope so. And the other stuff we send too. I heard this is far from the last plane going to Iblania."

"Yeah. Hopefully what we send helps greatly."

"Agreed."

They walk inside the airbase as the plane disappears into the distance and clouds come over Acus, bringing snow that coats the runway.

by **New Anderia** » Wed Jan 10, 2018 3:08 pm

Ostreich. Near Legncia.
Commissar Dmitri Örpavas sits in the passanger seat while Commander Ybren Birydin drove towards the city. Anderian forces were mving up the entire front, mostly on humanitarian missions, but they had heard locals talking of some kind of military remnant running things in the city with an iron fist. Part of them desperately wanted to see some action, but their orders were to negotiate some kind of agreement with them to fold into the Internationale forces, perhaps as some kind of independent city state. They had taken the majority of the troops and mercs with them, only 50 or 60 of the civvies had come with them. As the cars and trucks came up to the outskirts of the city, men in defaced and ill fitting Ostreich army uniforms stopped them. After some discussion, and some waving around of guns, the Anderian forces moved into the city. It was in good shape, all things considered, but a few buildings looked to be bombed out and abandoned. The troops that had been let in were lead to a grouping of apartment complexes. These buildings were some of the few civvie buildings in the city without white flags fluttering atop them. Ybren furrowed his brow at the sight of this, but remained silent. Word has been going through the camps for weeks, "Legncia the City of Liars and Thieves." Judging by the looks the people of the city gave them, they were not amused by any comments they might have heard. Some of them cheered at the sight of them, though. It was good to see the troops smile at something other than a joke involving genitalia. Rocket emplacements were there, seemingly cobbled together from Anderian rockets to Serrian models. "Procured by piracy, no doubt," Dmitri muttered to the commander. He nodded in agreement. As the two COs moved on with a minimal backup, they made note of a public execution via hanging in a side street. An explosion popped off in the distance. They continued focusing on the road, and soon they would be in a meeting with the man who had taken charge from city hall.

Our Motherland, Anderia!

-- OFFICIAL ANNOUNCEMENT OF THE FEDERAL REPUBLIC OF NEW ANDERIA --

The Anderian nation and the Anderian people are deeply troubled by the sudden escalation to war. Not only are we concerned by fascistic expansionism, we are also concerned that such a war would result in violations of the Polar Protection Accords, signed by Anderia, Iblania, Ablesh, and Barkadia. We formally condemn Heruland and request that other nations cooperate with preventing the success of fascism in the north. In addition to our condemnation, we extend a plea to the international community: In accordance with the Polar Protection Accords, signatory nations have sworn to not engage in any act of warfare that would endanger the northern and southern ecosystems and have created exclusion zones where military affairs are not permitted at all. We have no reason to believe that Heruland will respect these boundaries. If Iblania's wildlife and ecosystem is damaged, we can not stand idly by and allow the unique flora and fauna to be damaged, perhaps irreparably so. We do not wish to meddle in the affairs of Iblania and Heruland, but we will consider sending peacekeeping and wildlife protection forces to Iblania if we are reasonably convinced that their citizens, wildlife, and nation is in mortal danger. Seeking to bring about an age of economic prosperity and peace between all nations, we are officially joining the International Trade Sphere, or I.T.S., in the hopes that closer economic ties to nations that could be enemies will bring us all closer together.

Let us protect our Brotherhood and Unity, Break the Chains!

Valàntyna Karmanova, Interrim President of the Presidium of the Commitee of National Affairs

by **Blorbs** » Wed Jan 10, 2018 4:04 pm

Blorbs

International Bulletin

The people of Blorbs are shocked with dismay by recent blatantly imperialist actions not far north of our lands. We look with deeply saddened hearts to see darkness envelop the North of our home continent, and send our condolences to the already disenfranchized proletariat of Iblania who are now bearing the brunt of what the worst of Kerbin has to offer.

In a related maneuver, Blorbs in addition to the rest of the Internationale following a vote within the Red Congress will be imposing total sanctions on Heruland in order to prevent any trade which might possibly benefit them in their unjust combat. Further, Blorbs will be barring Heruland trade, military, or other movement through the Sekap channel. The only passage of Heruland craft that will be permitted is any sort of refugee vessel or otherwise one with the goal of transporting Heruland citizenry away from the country.

Finally, in an unrelated event, Blorbs will be joining the International Trade Sphere in order to increase global standardization and promote increased economical efficiency. Assuming it does not expand to beyond being a trade standards industry we plan on remaining within the ITS for the foreseeable future.

by **Corgelia** » Wed Jan 10, 2018 4:10 pm

Corgelian News Service

The Heruland-Iblania War

The plague of war has infected Northern Mlorba. As we speak, the Herulandic troops are marching across their border into Iblania. The Corgelian government has joined many nations in denouncing their warmongering actions, though the CDN has yet to take action.

Military Purchases

The Corgelian Navy has announced it's purchase of a license to build the Kolonian LRSS Anti-Ship missile. It has already gone into production and will soon be put into standard use in the Corgelian Navy and Air Force. Also in orders are several IFVs, APCs, and MBTs, as well as some Fourth Generation Multiroles.

Election Tension

The recent global turmoil and threats to Corgelia have put the populace in fear, beginning to turn away from more centrist politics and towards more radical ideologies on both sides of the spectrum. Recent polls show that the centrist parties have lost enough support to effectively form a coalition without having to pander to either the Communist Corgelian People's Party or the Fascist Greater Corgelian Movement. With only 6 days left until the election, the parties are focusing on drumming up more support in their homelands. Now, we cut to a live speech from Marcus Wilders, the PM nominee of the CPP.

Camera feed switches

"My fellow people, we must reorganize our nation. The parasite of capitalism has bled our nation and people dry. The government is no more than a shrived sock puppet for the Kerthenian CEOs and the corrupt CDN. Their farce is clearly visible with their inaction in the Iblanian War. The government has been feeding you lies. It attempts to show our revolutionary brothers in the Internationale as our rivals, when we should be making amends with them and spread our glorious revolution to the rest of the world! And to show our solidarity with our brethren, I announce the application of the Corgelian People's Party to join the Internationale of the Red Banner. This is simply one step in the amending of ties with our comrades."

Camera feed abruptly switches back to the anchor

The anchor has a look of shock on her face, only speaking once someone offscreen reminds her she's on air. "A-a-um. It would appear that the CPP has applied to join the Internationale." She mutters. "Well, let us cut to the speech by Brady Michael, PM nominee of the GCM."

Camera feed switches

"We must stop the oppression of our Herulic brothers! They simply wish to unite their people under their great nation, yet the world sees it as aggression, while the Iblanians have discriminated against them for generations. The corrupt "Democracies" and godless Bolsheviks wish to see their people enslaved! We must defend them from aggression of the Leftists and join Heruland in it's glorious system!" An advisor walks quickly over to the podium, pulls him away, and hands him some papers, quickly walking offstage. "My great Corgelian brothers! you will not believe this!" He pulls off the first paper in the stack and presents to the audience as a chorus of gasps appear when looking at the paper. On it, are printed the seals of the CPP and the Internationale, as well as the title, proclaiming "CPP applies to join the Internationale." "My brothers, the threat of the CPP is greater than ever. We musn't allow the scheming unionizers to drag us into an alliance with our eternal rivals. They simply wish to push their evil agenda and destroy our great nation even more than the indecisive centrist have! Glory to Corgelia!" The crowd shouts back, "Forever Glorious!"

by **Wasabiton** » Wed Jan 10, 2018 4:34 pm

WAR!!!!

Today, Empress Yonhin of Hokubuhon has announced a declaration of war against the government of Heruland in response to the invasion of Iblania As we speak, our men have begun crossing the Iblanian border to fight the invader and protect the free world. though we will struggle we will win. GLORY TO HOKUBUHON!

12th Fighter Squadron, Over Iblania
Over the border with Iblania, 24 F-178 Fighter Jets Screamed by and sped into the Iblanian countryside. Among the 24 planes, 4 were equipped with ground attack weapons. The mission as to lead the air assault on the invading forces and to perform reconnaissance. As the last pilot checked in on the radio they turned on their afterburners and sped into the sky.

by **Dozeph** » Wed Jan 10, 2018 4:39 pm

Official International Statement of Kracsis

In light of the recent invasion of Iblania by Heruland, and the guaranteed international opinions of this incident, Kracsis is mobilizing it's active and reserve forces in anticipation of supporting Heruland in the field. It is with our greatest martial pride, and ethnic brotherhood with Heruland that we pledge both our military and material aid should it become necessary.

Official Policy Change in Light of Possible War

In light of recent world events, Kracsis is temporarily reducing civil infrastructure expansion in order to increase military spending to 15% of GDP, or 91.9 billion NSD. This spending will be used to improve training and equipment standards in the KAF, particularly that of our air force.

by **Island Paradis** » Wed Jan 10, 2018 5:39 pm

Inside the Capital Building
The President soon walks down the hall until he reaches a door. He opens it to see a mass of red linen coated chairs surrounded by a fully decorated wooden banquet table. He walks down and reaches for the rightest most chair, it was double the size of the rest and took a seat. He pushed a button in front and spoke

Mr Carmon “let him in and his compatriots if they are there”

Voice Call “As you wish”

After a while the sounds of footsteps echo until the door opens as the president sees the faces of five men. Each one are as eager and frightened to meet. Each take a seat near him, one rises to speak, he is Minister of Defense Jame R. Oddwood

Mr Oddwood “president, we are in dire times as our enemies to the south has mobilized against a country, it seems unlikely that we’ll be safe from crossfire so we can strike now or be striked later. It is your full descision as the Congress is in uproar about it.

Mr Carmon “Very well but I want to know all of the opinions and options you guys have first and I’ll make up my descision”

Mr Oddwood “I personally would go for a war as we will have to fight either way so we should get as much of an advantage as we can until peace talks is formed.”

Another two men jump up from there seat, they are Major Field Marshal Arron B. Hemmler and Minister of the State Lasson J. Referson

Mr Hemmler “I advice that we should stay neutral till they attack us as it gives time to entrench and prepare for an invasion from the air and sea instead of losing our men on foreign land. Might as well add that are new planes and ships aren’t fully armed yet.”

Mr Refferson “I do agree and it might be able to get foreign aid of newly baked weapons, it would be possible but we don’t know when they will fire there shot just know it’ll probably happen.”

The other two men stays down as a small argument a rises over the table until the president stands up

Mr. Carmon “we are going to war men and that is final.”

Everyone is shook as they slowly straightens up

Mr Oddwood “well sir, it’s time for you to be on camera, we will make an ultimatum soon.”

Mr Carmon “why thank you, I’ll be happy to be on tv”

Before the president stands up he end his recorder under the table, he stands and walks out with the rest of a irreversible descision.

6:30pm in Paradis on all cable networks in the area
“A message to the Civilians of Island Paradis from your president Daniel C. Carmon”
Mr Carmon “Hello citizens, friends, family and compatriots of our nation, we’re in some dark times. Our ever so often mischievous neighbors to our south has declared war on our ally and friend to the west. We will defend for democracy in the North until we win. To all those in the military I say the best to you for having the courage to hold a gun on fight for your country for our nation’s freedom and your loved ones. May you all live to see the day to see the flag of Paradis still rise every morning and live happily in freedom and not fear. Today we will fight, today we are at war.”
“May you all have a good afternoon”

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