They say the Zellatian Civil War killed millions, irradiated cities. It destroyed the fabric of a nation, and made an uneasy stance on multidiverse parties a horrible reality. Being one of the millions tortured by the FSP, I can say that we cared little for political strife. All we knew was that someone would want us to be dead. We either joined a party and hoped for success or we knew we'd be tortured, whether it be by official figures or the extremists.
After the New Hayesalians and the Zealites cleared the cities of the Forward Shade Party, life didn't return to normal. Homes still stand abandoned and falling into decay, although the money and food being shipped in from New Hayesalia was helping to keep us free of worrying about starving. We only cared to rebuild, even though millions of our best and brightest had left.
Some major FSP commanders left, the ones who weren't killed or captured by the guns of our allies. Where they are now, only the ancestors know...
- Zabajid Uzdehol, Zellatian writer.
SOUTH-EAST PILTOMANA, NEW HAYESALIA
The small praying mantis was perfectly camouflaged against the light green grass of the Piltomanan grasslands. Like most of New Hayesalia, the short grasses of these plains undulated into small hills interspersed with pockets of forests. It was overcast today, spittles of rain dashing the lush land. The mantis cared little for these details of his surrounds. His head was transifxed, looking forwards, still and aware. Gradually, a blight beat could be heard in the air. Mechanic, unnatural. It grew louder, louder, until the source become apparent. Two OH-58 Vanguard scout helicopters. Seen through the open cabin were four armed men, in green overalls and armed with assault rifles and shotguns. A second helicopter dashed past, wearing the same markings- those of the New Hayesalian National Police.
The black and white painted choppers were fllowed by three cars- Pseudonaja protected mobility vehicles. Making use of military tactics, these police were the elite Special Response Team. They'd already been briefed on their objective- ex-General Zannaz Ezekeyel. He'd previously been the commander of the Zellatian Air Force transport wing, and was a key to the logistics of the FSP- the party that had started the Zellatian Civil War, killing millions. The New Hayesalians were quickly involved to assist their Zellatian allies, who had been brought to their knees. When the FSP were defeated, he'd moved into hiding in New Hayesalia of all places. It had been a lucky scoop, but the NH Government had found him.
The late afternoon raid was a surprise to the General. Helicopters and armoured cars were surrounding him quickly, before he was tasered to the ground. His bodyguards had been quickly arrested, one shot with a taser just before he could pull out an MP5. The entire raid had been quick and easy.
The ones to come would not be.