President Otto Von Hans arrested during coup! OPEN, MT

[Menavolosia]

POLISH-MENAVOLOSIAN BORDER, Republic of Poland-Catholic Empire of Menavolosia

The General sends 10 Intelligence Agents to look at the Current Situation on Germany Affecting Poland. "This should be good, Now Go!" said the General before sending the Informants off.

Empress Bea I di Loquellano Space Lab, Earth Equatorial Orbit

The 3 Astronauts in Equatorial Orbit around Earth were doing their Normal activities then a Message came from the Imperial Space Control Center in Baikonour, Duchy of Kazakhstan.

"ISCC to EBSL, If you are Hearing this Message Send one to go to the Ivan Orbital Weapons Control Module and Prepare for Further Instructions. ISCC Out."

"I'll Go." insisted Alexi.

Alexi who is in his 3rd Month in ESBL I, Prepares to wear his Spacesuit and Opens the Airlock Door.
and went out to do an EVA to Ivan I.

Alexi Reached the Ivan I airlock door, opened it and once inside sat down on the Command Seat waiting for Further Instructions.

(OOC: Woah woah woah, we're allowing space-borne weaponry in this Conflict? That seems a bit of a stretch for MT.)

Its not Lazers mkay???? I am a P-MT nation but this RP is MT so I'm limiting it down. ITS NOT LAZERS!!! Its just Rods with Hundreds of tons of TNT.

[Montabaur]

IMNS Conrath, GDR Expeditionary and Assistance Force-Naval Unit, somewhere in the Baltic Sea
The Imperial Montabaurian Navy had sailed for over a day and was scanning the shoreline with its Boeing RC-135 surveillance planes, attempting to identify any possible resistance to a landing. The RC-135 was escorted by 3 F-16's, screeching through the sky. The Chief of Navy, Alwin Lippert, had dispatched more ships than previously announced, with 2 aircraft carriers leading the fleet of Destroyers, refuelling ships and transports. In total, it could carry about 5000 troops, so it was understrength with the 3000 combat ready troops.

Captain Erich Sortloff entered the bridge of the IMNS Conrath, the lead aircraft carrier. The staff in the bridge stood at attention as the Captain took his seat. "Captain, we are currently scanning the coast of the GDR, but we have not picked up any signals of resistance. It is all quiet, but visibility is very poor" said one of the signal analysts aboard the ship. "Very well, Joh, we will wait a few hours before going ashore, I better tell the Chief about it." replied Captain Sortloff. He then turned to the computer aboard his desk, entering a secure communications channel, and called Alwin Lippert. He answered. The Captain raised his right arm quickly in salute of his superior, "At ease Captain," Sortloff lowered his salute, "Update me on the goings on. President Conrath wants to make sure everything is going smoothly, is Field Marshall Hermann Hoth aware of the landing plans?" Commander Lippert was racing to find out this information, as the President had found the uprising in the GDR to have now piqued his interest and wanted to be up to date with everything. "Well, Commander, the visibility off the coast is very poor. Our RC-135 is scanning a few nearby beaches that could form landing zones, and currently a few Chinooks and Blackhawks are being prepared to transport light weapons to Fascist militiamen. We don't anticipate having the main force ashore for at least a day, if the weather is on our side, that is." Proudly stated Captain Sortloff, "Very good Captain, the President will be pleased to hear that at least small operations are getting underway. When you get ashore and secure it, let us know so we can dispatch more troops. We could surge pretty quickly." Gleefully replied Commander Lippert, "Thank you, Commander. I will make sure I keep you in the loop. To victory for Montabaur!" The connection timed out just in time.

Aboard the deck of IMNS Conrath, GDR Expeditionary and Assistance Force-Naval Unit, somewhere in the Baltic Sea
30 Black Force troops, Montabaur's elite force, clambered into a Chinook, and 15 climbed into another, filled with small arms, such as M16's and Steyr AUG's, and grenades to boot. "So where we goin' boys? Some of our Fascist pals need guns?" asked one of the troops. "Trooper, we are completing a supply drop to allies of ours who are located in the town of Wismar, about 4 hours flight from here. You are keeping it secure while they prepare and train with it. Is that understood?" firmly stated Sergeant Maxwell Mills, "Yes Sir!" yelled the troops. The Chinooks' rotors roared to life, as did the accompanying 3 Blackhawk helicopters. Two F-16's which were keeping watch for the large, cumbersome helicopters swooped overhead. The war was heating up.

[Caracasus]

"Very well comrade, I shall have the PIA work to contact your agents in the GDR to establish contact. If I may, I suggest an operation to locate the President and evacuate him from the country to keep him out of the hands of our enemies, and the various foreign powers seeking to intervene. He may not wish too come, but I suspect our agents will be able to persuade him of the necessity" Vallance hoped the woman understood that he meant that he wanted them to get the President to come whether he wished too or not.

"Secondly, If your nation is willing, I suggest bringing him to Caracasus, rather than Cedoria, frankly your nation would be better suited to having a safe place to keep the deposed President Otto Von Hans until we formally decide how to respond, should we choose to restore his government too power, I would rather he be in a country were he was safe and capable of returning home." Vallance said.

"But I agree that Otto was the best hope for continued peace, we must find him and quickly move to get him out of the GDR."

He sipped his tea quickly, and then continued.
"My PIA operatives will begin working with yours to uncover the location of the President, if your superiors are agreeable, inform them that we shall locate the President of the GDR, extract him from the nation and he shall temporarily be given asylum in Caracasus, at the very least that gives up a back-up option too use." Vallance said.

"Indeed Chairman Vallance. Our operatives will meet up with yours soon. There is a cafe in Berlin named The Chestnut Tree. One of our operatives owns the apartment block above the cafe - we have taken all precautions to ensure that the location is secure."

Garber breathed.

"However, Chairman, Caracasus feels that a peaceful solution should be attempted first. May we recommend that we await a reply from the provisional government, and in the meantime conduct a joint operation to uncover the position of the President? That way we will be prepared if we have to act fast. We have seen this before. Often a coup is followed by the execution of the preceding leader"

The Chestnut Tree, Berlin - Apartment 101

Caracasusian operative Malik Osseden prepared his files. He had met a man outside the cafe who had asked him the time. Osseden replied that his watch was broken, and the man had replied that Ossenden should try a watch repair shop on Hergland Avenue. The man then walked away, leaving his newspaper on the table.

To anyone else, this would appear to be a normal, everyday encounter. For Ossenden, after picking up the newspaper, it was his handler contacting him. The message was to expect new orders soon, and to prepare the operational headquarters.

[The German Democratic Reich]

All was quiet in Berlin, a few days ago the Reichswehr did a sweeping operation and enforced a martial law. With curfew at 8 at night. Some buildings still burned threatening entire neigourhoods, with volunteer firemen trying their hardest to contain the blaze. Piles of the dead where being burned near hopsitals, wether citizens killed by militia men or whatever milita men where in the capitol city. Humvees drove through the streets routinely and driving was essentially illegal for the time being. The military was handing rations out, but citizens where heavily searched and many belongings where confiscated. The brute policing and laws where somewhat like a paragraph from 1984. The skies where grey from smoke and the streets where littered with trash.

The Reichstag building stood without a scratch, the flags of the German Government flying proudly around it. However it had been converted into a military headquarters for Reichswehr soldiers located in Berlin

Jockel Adi, a chief military advisor had made his base of operations in the Reichstag, a small shady janitor's closet had been converted into his fulltime office. He spoke to the current Commander of all of the Reich, Wilhelm Schultz, over a secure phone line

"Yes, Berlin is safe for now." Jockel said
"Gut" Replied Wilhelm "That buys us time to get Foreign aid."
"Und what of the democratic reelections Kommandant?" Asked Jockel
"I am unsure at this time. The problem with the militas must be dealt with first. For now, I am the Executive Command of the Reich"

ENCRYPTION:HIGHEST
TO: ALLIED NATIONS AIDING THE REICH

HEIL DEUTSCHLAND!

The German Democratic Reich is allowing all foreign forces on our side to land at international airports (currently under military control), or at Reichswehr Military bases. We have issued a code for landing clearance.

ADOLF BAVARIA SAXONY 456765432

PROVISIONAL REICH GOVERNMENT

TO CARACASUS
ENCRYPTION: HIGH

We understand your concerns over the arrest of Former President Otto Von Hans. And understand that you ask for a democratic election to take place. But at this time, our military government must be kept to make sure peace and stability return to our glorious fatherland.

Otto Von Hans wkll be tried for treason and breaking the constitution at the highest court in a few more days. No worry is to be had about him.

All alliances made by Otto Von Hans, however, have been scrapped and will be reconfigured by our government once it gets back in order. Including ones with Caracasus. This however does not mean we will be hostile to your nation. If you wish to send aid, we require doctors, military officials, food and water.

Otto Von Hans sat slumped in his cell, looking down at the floor tapping his feet. A guard had entered and pushed a military food ration package through a small door into the former President's cell. Otto ignored the food and just kept looking down at the floor, a million thoughts running through his head...

[Caracasus]

Caracasus International Aid HQ

The heavy cargo planes awaited fueling on the runway. Twenty miles away three freighters were being loaded down with supplies, sitting low in the waterline.

Food itself was not enough - Caracasus had learnt this from numerous humanitarian missions. The key was logistics, and to this end a fleet of heavy trucks stood on standby, ready to be shipped to the GDR.

The cargo planes took into the air, heading towards the GDR. Freighters left port, steering a course for the GDR, as chartered flights loaded with doctors and aid workers flew towards GDR airspace.

Caracasus had not yet refused a call for aid, and even with the legitimacy of the current GDR government very much in question, they would not stand by as civilians suffered the results of the breakdown of infrastructure.

[Imperium of Tanith]

Lübeck, Germany
General Yuehelia quietly sits in the former office of the Mayor of the City of Lübeck, watching his men work to turn it into a fortress city. "This was an excellent call on your part, Admiral. With the access to the North Sea, we'll easily be able to supply ourselves, our allies, and the Fascist Resistance from here." He says to Admiral Ordien behind him. "Thank you General, but the problem of little to no leadership within the Fascist revolution is still existing." The Admiral points out as the General thinks on the matter. "Hm, well that will sort itself out in time. Right now we must concentrate on training and arming the Revolutionaries, as well as acquiring any other Fascist Allies to our cause."

"Actually General, there is one already." The Admiral pipes up, as the General turns around. "Oh? Do tell Admiral." He says, leaning back in his chair as the Admiral produces a file. "The Fascist Republic of Montabur, General. They've already deployed men to the GDR, and Emperor Alexander has already spoken with them and they have agreed to an alliance. They will be here soon to join our forces in the coming war." He says as General Yuehelia looks over the file. "Hmph, very well. I'll inform the troops." The General says as he heads out to address the men and women of the Tanith military of their newfound allies.

[Montabaur]

Wismar, German Democratic Reich
The Black Force troopers disembarked from the helicopters into an open park on the outskirts of Wismar. They removed the cargo from the Chinooks, and the F-16's patrolled the immediate area for any hostile air units. Sergeant Mills kept watch while his troops unloaded the equipment, and the Fascist militiamen inspected their new toys. They laughed and seemed happy with the new weaponry, and the Sergeant assured them that they had Montabaur's full support in their struggle. Sergeant Mills' radio began crackling. It was Captain Sortloff. "Hello Captain, we are just unpacking the stuff for our friends in Wismar. The place is a absolute mess. Looks like their has been some pretty fierce fighting here." Said the Sergeant, "That's a shame, Sergeant. Anyway, I'm here to tell you that you and your team, once finish, won't be staying in Wismar. You'll be heading off to Lübeck." The Captain's announcement took the Sergeant by surprise. "Sir, may I ask why we are going to Lübeck? What could possibly be there? We have allies to help here." protested Sergeant Mills. "Sergeant, you are heading to Lübeck as we have a strong ally located their. Common interests in helping Fascist militias. The Imperium of Tanith requested directly to the President and the Imperial War Council to ally and assist in preparing a permanent station in Lübeck. You are to prepare for the main force to arrive. You will do as you are told!" The radio conversation ended. "Okay boys, we ain't staying around here for long. Heading to Lübeck, some allies over there." warily stated Mills. The troops didn't look pleased.

IMNS Conrath, off the coast of the GDR
Field Marshall Hoth, the overall commander of the land operation, Operation Fellhammer, assembled troops aboard the IMNS Conrath, and broadcast to the other ships in the fleet. "Today men, is a glorious day. Today we defend our ideals, our people, our Montabaur. We defend the people of the German Democratic Reich from the vile Communist militias wreaking havoc on the poor civilians. We do not recognise the incompetent government which claims power, we believe the only way to return the GDR to safety and security is to assist those like minded patriots to secure the future of their nation and their people. It is you, the Guardians of our ideals, who will lead this noble fight against Communism and illegitimacy, who will help build a brighter future for the men and women of the German Democratic Reich, with the strength and will of a Fascist state, with the stability and security only a Fascist state can provide, and with the bright future that only a Fascist state can build. The people of Montabaur, the people of the German Democratic Reich, and the President of Montabaur, all count on you to return peace to this nation. To victory for Montabaur!" The troops burst out in cheers of "To victory for Montabaur" as the engines of the Bay-class transports rumbled to life, and the troops aboard the Aircraft carriers clambered into the Mistral-class landing craft. The landings were underway.

[Menavolosia]

POLISH-MENAVOLOSIAN BORDER

The Menavolosian Spies have returned from a 2 Day Espionage Mission in the GDR.

The Coast of Mecklenburg-Pommerania

"This is DELTA 1 reporting a UNKNOWN Ship, Possibly Hostile" said the DELTA 1 SU-7 Berkut Pilot

"Roger, DELTA 1 we confirm" replied AIRCOM

"Rocket is Ready on a 45 Degree Position ready to Fire. Permission to Engage." said the DELTA 1 SU-7 Berkut Gunner.

"ALLGO, Delta 1. Engage" replied AIRCOM

"Releasing!" said the Gunner before Pressing the button on his handstick.

The Missile Released an placed an Accurate hit on the Ship. Ship starts to bring in water.

"Hit Confirmed" reported DELTA 1 to AIRCOM.

[Virdalonja]

----------Skies above German Democratic Reich----------

Captain Haratz Niem fiddled with his belt bucke. He was beginning to feel acutely claustrophobic in the cramped comfines of the Hercules carrier. He had been sat in this seet for hours. Not just him, he reminded himself, his whole platoon. The low jangling sounds drew looks from the men either side of him. He realised he must be unsettling them. They must be feeling the same way he was. He patted the strap around his waist.

"Usually it's the wife wearing this" he declared loudly

The men around him laughed and sniggered, put back at ease. Niem sighed despite himself. The gloom of the front of the hold was suddenly illuminated as the locked door at the fore of the carrier opened and the co-pilot, what was his name? Lute? Something like that, leaned out and gestured for everyone's attention.

"Evening sardines!" He called "not much further now. We are approaching Berlin. Although I do regret to inform you that Pantheon 3 got here first. Not sure how"

Some of the men groaned. They had placed bets on whose transport would get to Berlin first. Niem wasn't foolish enough to bet on one of Marcellus's scams.

"They have made contact with the authorities and are moving to land. We have been advised to broadcast our identity on a specific channel. I'd love to tell you" he tapped the side of his nose "but you never know who might be listening " he disappeared into the cockpit again.

"Twat" murmured a trooper behind him. Several others laughed their agreement.

----------VIS Belisarius, German Democratic Reich waters----------

Admiral Holt didn't even stumble as the Albion-class smashed through a huge wave. He had practically lived aboard ships his entire life. It was more natural to him than solid ground. He watched with a certain level of pleasure as Major Scipius and Sergeants Algis and Gorlond almost fell flat on their backs, grabbing each other for support. He slightly turned his head, his posture not shifting, and called out.

"Rather choppy out here isn't it Major?". Scipius didn't reply and instead, followed by his men, hurried inside.

Holt smirked and turned to face the rapidly approaching coastline of the German Democratic Reich once again. His peaceful visage was disturbed as he heard someone approach him.

He turned and saw Lieutenant Wenck stop and salute him.

"My Lord Admiral..." he began

"At ease" Wenck visibly relaxed at this

"... we are picking up some sort of armed engagement further up the coast sir. Something with ship to ship weapons"

"Any further information Lieutenant?"

"Not thus far sir. I imagine..."

Holt held up a white gloved hand "that it would be the Government defending the coast from an invasion force" Wenck nodded.

Holt gestured into the distance behind them. The Naval escort waited far off. He had told them to hang back to prevent an event such as this occurring and allow the unarmed transports to approach alone.

"Broadcast the admission codes. I'm not taking any chances, and signal the fleet. Have them find out what this disturbance is and report back"

Wenck saluted and hurried off to relay the Admirals orders.

[Divusia]

To: His Excellence the Ambassador of Caracasus
From: Andrei Volaki, Secretary of Foreign Affairs

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In the name of humanity, Divusia offers her support as a non-belligerent. Should you agree so, two hospital ships will be deployed to further aid. 200 crates containing grenadier rifles, .50 caliber submachine guns, and RPG launchers will be shipped (in total secrecy, of course) as well -- the potential of a Fascist uprising is too great to be ignored.

We look forward to your future reply.

[Menavolosia]

COAST OF MECKLENBURG-POMERANIA

A Bea-Class Battleship was cruising along the coast duing its daily Patrol then came a Order from the General Staff via Telegram.

Code: Select all

IMPERIAL GENERAL STAFF OF MENAVOLOSIA
Fire a Barrage on the Coast.

"Do what this say, NOW!!!!" ordered the Ship's Captain.

They fired a 20 Minute Barrage on the Coast and waiting for further orders.

[Montabaur]

IMNS Conrath, off the coast of the GDR
The ship had been struck by a missle from somewhere. The damage was of concern, but the ship would survive. Field Marshall Hoth escaped to a helicopter and flew to Lübeck to meet with the Tanith commanders. The captain of the IMNS Conrath had ordered for the F-16's equipped with harpoon missiles to be deployed. The jets took off.

Aboard F-16, somewhere off the coast of the GDR
"Hunter 2-1 to Hunter 2-2, you ready?" asked the pilot. "Hunter 2-2 to Hunter 2-1, ready as ever. Hunter 2-2 to Command, ready to take off." replied the second pilot. "Hunter 2-1 and Hunter 2-2 you are clear for departure. Happy hunting!"
The engines roared as the jets took off from the deck of the IMNS Conrath, anti-ship harpoon missiles ready. They cruised though the air for a bit, then saw an unknown ship shooting at the shore. "Bogey east south east, looks like a battleship of some kind. Hunter 2-2 are you seeing this?" Hunter 2-1 queried, "Hunter 2-1 I see him. No idea what he's shooting at. He's probably looking for our landing zone. Want to engage?" "Hell yeah Hunter 2-2, let's sink the bastard!" They equipped the harpoon missiles and were ready to engage. They looped around to get a clear shot, and swooped. Click. Whoosh. BOOM Hunter 2-2's harpoon missile was a nice shot, at the back half of the ship. Hunter 2-1 fired. He hit the upper left hand side, but couldn't report any serious damage. "Command, this is Hunter 2-1, we have engaged a target. Some sort of battleship, put the remainder of the fleet on high alert, possible retaliations. Protect the IMNS Conrath, it is a big and easy target." "Very nice Hunter 2-1. You and Hunter 2-2 won't be coming back to the Conrath, you are to land in Lübeck Airport. A contingent of Montabaurian troops are already in Lübeck assisting Fascist militias and the Imperium of Tanith. Good day."

Ashore, half an hour from Lübeck

The troops had successfully landed. They were not far from Lübeck, so when the trucks would move off the transports, squads would board them and be off. The LAV-25s loaded up troops and weaponary, while others provided security, and LAV-25's designed for shooting down planes monitored the skies. Two F-16's swooped over. "Holy shit! Are they ours? Ask command!" yelled the gunner, keeping his focus on the two jets. "Command, hello, two F-16's just swooped us. Are they ours?" "Where were they heading? Towards Lübeck?" "Yeah, they were." "Yep, they're ours." The gunner relaxed. The trucks were departing and picking up people, one of the anti-air LAV's left with the fifth convoy. Some 700 troops must have left already. Others were walking the distance, so about 300 on top of that. Montabaur was in deep now.

[Negros Island and the Visayan Region]

City of Leipzig, GDR
The Secret Service group BQT001 arrived at Leipzig via parachute and immediately deployed several EMP explosives around the city's capitol in the attempt to damage the power lines and the electronic utilities of the rebels.

City of Dresden, GDR
The Sovereign Air Forces of the Federation launched an airstrike in the alleged rebel camp using a 300kg ATGBs(Aerial Teargas Bomb), causing a large panic in the camp.

City of Munich, GDR
An NIVR Air Force Cargo Helicopter carrying 100 tanks of Sarin gas crashed inside the rebel camp, releasing the toxic agent and caused a massive explosion.

The Grand Arsenal, Pulupandan City, The Federation of Negros Island and the Visayan Region
The Grand Admiral Vicente Cepeda officially announced the launch of Operation: Betelgeuse to destroy the rebel holdings around the shores of the GDR.
Using the new Annihilus-class Nuclear Submarines, the Navy plans to launch the K-4 SLBMs along the coasts of GDR to secure the landing spot for the Naval Marines.

[Montabaur]

Lübeck, German Democratic Republic
A few hours had passed since the initial landing, enabling the majority of the troops to be moved to Lübeck, along with the equipment, such LAV's, trucks, artillery and so forth. The troops had began setting up their bases in old warehouses and makeshift shelters. It wasn't an ideal situation, but they had a higher calling. Field Marshall Hoth had landed a few hours earlier, and had told the troops he was going to speak with the Tanith and Fascist militia commanders about an overall strategy, then come and present to the troops. The fighter jets had landed at Lübeck airport, and soldiers monitored the area for possible hostiles, but also ensuring it was secure for the arrival of cargo planes from Montabaur.

IMNS Conrath, somewhere in the Baltic sea
The IMNS Conrath had departed from the main fleet, and was heading west from its initial position with a destroyer escorting it. Captain Sortloff was still on board, and was making contact with Admiral Lippert. "Admiral, the landings have proceeded smoothly, and I received a message from Field Marshall Hoth that sending reinforcements as soon as possible would be ideal. But not everything has gone our way. An unknown ship, still yet to be identified, attacked the IMNS Conrath. We are damaged, but we'll survive. We commenced retaliatory strikes on an unknown battleship." Captain Sortloff stopped to take a breath. "Captain, I will have the Imperial War Council and the President to agree to deploy more troops as soon as possible. If more naval forces are needed to ensure the security of the fleet, please inform me. We can't stuff this up!" Admiral Lippert disconnected. The ship hobbled on.

[The German Democratic Reich]

The German Navy had still remained tall, sailors loyal to their captains and captains loyal to Admirals, it had rarely seen anyone quit or defect. The Admiral had recieved news from the provisional government that a hostile force had been spotted off the German coast, and the Navy must be deployed. The Aircraft Carrier "The Führer", three subs, and six Destroyers of the German Navy deployed from Danme a little south where it was believed some hostile troops where deployed.


(ooc:,sorry for short post, been a bit busy. and I have decided to not allow space weaponry it doesnt seem mt)

EDIT:
Ooc: No wmd's at all, I should of made rules

[Virdalonja]

----------Virdalonjan beachhead, coast West of Heilenghafen, German Democratic Reich----------

Major Scipius surveyed the scene around him. The beachhead was a hive of activity. 3 of the huge Albion Class transport ships had deployed their cargo of men, vehicles and equipment. Over 100 vehicles and 1500 soldiers were milling around on the beach and surrounding area. Despite himself Scipius smiled, it looked like a mess but he could see exactly what was happening. The ranks of vehicles being drawn up in a parking lot by type, the troops assembling into platoons, dispersing as they received orders and the advance party preparing to leave and the flags being planted- those of the Empire and the 13th Andros. It filled him with pride. He made his way over to the advance party to see them off.

"... make contact with the people of Heilenghafen and report back. Understood?"

The men assembled around Sergeant Major Gorlond answered in the affirmative as Scipius arrived. They snapped their heels together and saluted.

"Heil Major!" They chorused.

Scipius acknowledged the salute and gestured vaguely in the direction of Heilenghafen.

"We haven't landed too far from the city gents" he began "they have no doubt seen us or know we are here, so advance with caution"

"With respect sir" retorted Sergeant Ypiet "if the city is held by enemy militias, what can they hope to do to us even if they do get the drop on us?" Several others around him seemed to grumble with appreciation at his words.

"With respect, Sergeant" said Scipius with no little venom in his voice "what you may not know is that there has been some sort of heavy ordnance exchange further down the coast. So either the Reich's troops are jumpy and blazing away at any waving tree or these militias are well armed. Therefore I stand by my earlier statement. Advance with caution and report back once contact is made. We need to know if Heilenghafen is friendly"

The men around him saluted again.

"Well then get moving!" Scipius demanded.

After another series of hurried salutes and choruses of the Emperor protects the troops boarded the convoy, 5 Mastiff APC's, and began to head to Heilenghafen.

----------Berlin, German Democratic Reich----------

Captain Haratz struggled down the ramp of the Hercules. After being cramped into a small flight seat for so long his limbs were numb and stiff. He turned to his men who were around him in a lose rabble, stretching legs and chatting as they relished being out of the hold.

"Sergeants form your sections!" He called and gestured towards the third Hercules which was taxiing up the runway.

"Move to help them unload!"

The soldiers saluted and moved to carry out their orders, the third Hercules contained only a skeleton crew but was filled with heavy weapons, medical supplies and food to support the inevitable refugees.

"Fevrier! Contact the Major and let him know we have arrived"

Lieutenant Fevrier, his communications officer saluted and turned back towards his Hercules.

The sound of boots crunching on the ground sounded behind him and he turned. Approaching him were several GDR soldiers. He saluted and awaited their greetings.

[Victores]

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[Ganos Lao]

OOC: Hey, GDR, can I get a response on my post? I'm still interested in helping those German colonists.

[New Hayesalia]

NATION OPERATIONS COMMAND CENTRE, REVNAMI, NEW HAYESALIA

One of the key commanders in New Hayesalia was the four-star General, Commander Joint Operations Ivan Sirena. General Sirena, new to the post, had assigned an Air Force Wing Commander to observe the military operations taking place over to rescue some backwater nations President. His security had certainly not been up to scratch and his military bosses seemed to also have the issue.

As they saw it from updating satellite feeds, poorly encrypted transmissions tracked by the signals unit and the Netforce, a multinational landing force had been extremely quickly formed. The General was idly playing with his velcro name tag as the reports kept rolling in.

"Probably will not be successful is our estimation. Yes, sir." he spoke plainly down the phone. "Yes, we will advise on that. Ok, sir, sorry to be the bearer of bad news. Ok, cheers sir."

The General gently placed the phone back in it's cradle, another far-away crisis not averted, but thought about.

[Montabaur]

Imperial War Office, New Wolfsburg, Montabaur
President Conrath's black BMW 7 arrived at the Imperial War Office. He was arriving to be briefed by his generals on the ongoing situation. A Presidential Guard officer opened his door and saluted, President Conrath strode out and straight past the officer. He walked hurried up the imposing, grey stairs up to the even more imposing and even more grey building. The pillars were enormous and cast shadows all the way down the main garden and across the road. The President continued, determined, towards the Imperial War Council Strategy and Briefing Bunker. When he entered, the generals all stood at attention, Admiral Alwin Lippert was in attendance to brief on the Naval operations, Field Marshall Hoth was on the phone, General Fritz Eschmann was waiting patiently, and Air Marshall Hugo Forstmann was preparing his brief on the aerial operations.

"At ease men, what is the ongoing situation? How is Operation Fellhammer progressing?" Inquired Conrath. It was a race to speak first, but Field Marshall Hoth was on the ground, so he got the President's first preference to speak. "My President, Operation Fellhammer is progressing smoothly. We have come ashore, and the majority of the men are now preparing in Lübeck for offensive operations and support missions for the allied militiamen and countries. We have formed our alliance with the Imperium of Tanith, and we will be working in coordination with one another. I also would like to request 4000 reinforcements, since we have secured a foothold." Hoth seemed chuffed with his progress, but Admiral Lippert interuppted, "Field Marshall Hoth, do you wish to inform President Conrath of the IMNS Conrath incident?" "Oh, yes, Admiral. My President, the flagship of the fleet, named in your honour, was struck by an unknown missile. We retaliated with force, pummelling an unidentified battleship with harpoon missiles from the F-16's. The IMNS Conrath did survive and has been escorted from the main fleet." The briefing would continue for 2 more hours.

Lübeck, German Democratic Republic
The Imperial Montabaurian Army's anti-air LAV's set up an aerial identification and defence zone over the city. More F-16's were arriving at the Lübeck airport, and the infrastructure to support them was being built up. The soldiers were preparing a headquarters and arms depot in a secure location, and began working on fortifications around the city, such as tactical mine fields, enabling them to enter and leave the city, but blocking off large portions from attack. The troops began sandbagging defensive locations to hold off a counter attack, while F-16's and the surveillance aircraft kept watch for any hostile movement.

[The Islamic Cooperative]

The Government of The Islamic Cooperative
Madinah, C.R 20012

To: Provisional Government of the German Democratic Reich
From: Hasan Bin Muslim, Commander of the Faithful and Successor of the Prophet of God
Subject: Official Response to the Situation in GDR
Classification: Official

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IN THE NAME OF GOD, THE MOST GRACIOUS, THE MOST MERCIFUL

We congratulate the armed forces of the German Democratic Reich for toppling the misguided former leader of the German Democratic Reich, Otto Von Hans. While the tragedy at the Reichstag were indeed unacceptable, we believe that this is an internal matter of the GDR government, and any kind of foreign interventions by foreign powers on behalf of this issue is a blatant violation of international law.

However, on behalf of the government of the Islamic Cooperative, it's people, and as Commander of the Faithful and Successor of the Prophet of God, we demand the provisional GDR government to respect the rights of the Muslim minority within the GDR. According to our Constitution, guided by the Holy Book of the Qur'an and the Al-Hadith, all Muslims are citizen of the Islamic Cooperative, and therefore, my government have the right under international law to do whatever is necessary to protect Muslims all around the world.

Signed

Hasan Bin Muslim
Commander of the Faithful and Successor of the Prophet of God

[Virdalonja]

----------VIS Agrippa, German Democratic Reich waters----------

Admiral Holt ducked as he entered the communications office on the ship, the 'flagship' of his little flotilla- the Hanover Class Aircraft Carrier (OOC- the same as a Queen Elizabeth Class, just renamed for RO reasons). He refused to call his cluster of ships a fleet, it was a flotilla to him. He had the Hanover Class Aircraft Carrier, the 3 Albion Class Transports, 2 Duke Class Battleships and 2 Daring Class Frigates.

"I knew you would call for me Wenck" he called into the room as he entered "so thought I would pre-empt you"

The officers clustered in the room had not seen the Admiral enter and scrambled to their feet.

Holt held up his hand.

"Please gentlemen, this is unnecessary. Remain as you were. Now Wenck, I have seen the fly-boys return. What did they see"

"Ah yes, the report on the engagement further down the coast" Wenck scrabbled around on his desk "yes here we are" he held a report out to Holt.

"It wasn't local troops sir" said Wenck as Holt read down the report "it was an exchange of fire between to foreign nations"

Holt nodded pensively "are they hostile?" He asked

"We have had no contact with them, so in all honesty sir we are unsure. They may even be unaware of our presence, I advise caution however"

Holt smiled "well thank you for your analysis Wenck. Inform the Major would you?"

[The Islamic Cooperative]

The Islamic Cooperative Government Situation Room- Beneath the Government Headquarters in Madinah

"So, what's the latest information from GDR?. I heard Montabaur attacked them." Asked the Caliph as he entered the room.

"What the..Caliph!, I'm sorry for my rudeness, I do not expect that you will come personally here!" One of the officers inside the room said hastily after saluting the Caliph.

The officer's eyes stared at the sight of the Caliph in disbelief. Like nearly all of the Caliph's visits, even inside the Government Headquarter itself, it was never told in advance to anybody, and even if it was told to anybody, only the elite Amn Al-Khass (Special Security Organization) that is tasked to protect the Caliph knows. The Aman Al-Khass, in their part, would go to great lengths to assure that even the host of the Caliph would not know that the Caliph would visit. That has resulted on many embarrassing incidents happening, though the Caliph himself seemed to not really care about those incidents and if asked about it, would responded with a smile, still...

"Officer?" Asked the Caliph, perplexed.

*snapped back from his thought* "Yes you're right my Caliph!. Montabaur forces has successfully landed ashore near Lubeck. On another note, there has been no information from the GDR provisional government for the past 72 hours since we issued our official response, but would you look at this sir"

*A hologram suddenly appeared in the middle of the room*

"A carrier battle group...." Said the Caliph.

"Precisely Sir. GDR naval units. That photo is taken by our spy satellite. That's "The Führer" Aircraft Carrier we're looking at. But they were not the only game in town. We've also detected Montabaur naval units nearby conducting what our analyst believe to be Naval Support Mission supporting their ground forces. Here's the IMRNS Conrath, the picture is taken by one of our surveillance drones which happened to be near the location."

"GDR forces attacked it?" Asked the caliph.

"No sir, a missile came out of nowhere and hit the ship. Unfortunately none of our assets could locate who launched the missile."

"This would not end well. Officer, contact the Admiral of the Navy now. Tell him it's urgent!."

"As you command, Sir"

*5 minutes later*

"My caliph, I heard you want to talk with me, is that right?" The Admiral asked. The caliph have never directly contact him from the Situation Room before this.

"Yes, you're right Admiral. Let's get straight to the gist of this, shall we?. I want to ask you something, do we have any naval combat units near GDR?" The caliph asked.

The Admiral is perplexed. What is happening?.

"Unfortunately no Sir, our closest naval combat unit is the 5th Deep Sea Task Force near France, Sir. It consisted of 7 attack submarines, 5 cruise missile submarines, and 1 ballistic missile submarine" The Admiral answered.

"Good. Order them to sail full speed towards Lubeck. And tell them to activate protocol Yunus" The caliph said, while stroking his beard.

(OOC= I think I edit this post for too many times. I apologize for this.)

[Montabaur]

Fort Wolfsburg Air Force Base, New Wolfsburg, Montabaur
The fresh troops were boarding the C-17 Globemaster III's, 12 of them, to be flown to the GDR. They were to depart ASAP to provide reinforcements, with 102 paratroopers in 10 of the aircraft, so full capacity, the other two transporting surplus equipment. The Black Force "Lippert" Regiment would make up the bulk of reinforcements, totalling 720 troops, and 300 would come from the regular army. Chief of Army General Fritz Eschmann was at the air base to farewell the troops on their mission. They saluted the general as they boarded the planes, but he was at a fair distance that it didn't mean much. "Why the hell are we saluting him? He can't even bloody see us!" muttered one of the troops to the troop in front of him, "Just do it, we will be outta here in no time, and we can enjoy shooting some commies!" replied the other soldier. They had a brief chuckle, but their commanding officer stared them down, and they returned to a sense of decorum.

Office of the President, New Wolfsburg, Montabaur
The President was on the phone to Field Marshall Hoth, enquiring about progression and land claims. "Field Marshall, do you have secure lines to and from the city?" "My President, we have secured a corridor from the landing zone to the city Lübeck, enabling us to continue to bring in supplies and troops. Our anti-air LAV's have set up an air defence zone, making us practically impregnable, and even if they do find a way through, we have our F-16's ready for combat." "Do you have a map you could show me?" The President wanted to see a map of the secure lines, so the Field Marshall abided.



The President stared at the map, his eyes glazed over, "What the fuck is this? You've secured one bloody road! What happens when you get attacked elsewhere, what happens if it gets cut off?" "My Presi..." "No, Hermann, shut up, I am speaking! We are fighting a war and you have secured one bloody road! That won't do, I want that whole area secure!" The President's face was red, he was taking deep breaths. "My President, if I may speak, we are controlling it with minimal men, we have 230 men in crude road blocks and checkpoints keeping that secure, plus a few LAV's, but otherwise, we need more reinforcements." The Field Marshall was quivering. The President slammed his fist on his oak table, launching into another tirade, "You pathetic buffoon, what do you think we're doing? Expecting you to take over a country with 3000 troops? Are you fucking deaf, dumb and blind? You will get your reinforcements soon enough, just stop complaining. You have enough men to hold more bloody ground than that! You are to not take a step back, regardless of any pressure from anyone! You're lucky I haven't replaced you with General Eschmann." The President disconnected from the conversation, still fuming.

[Imperium of Tanith]

-snip-

(OOC: Apologies for not posting in a few days, family matters came up.)
Lübeck, GDR
General Yuehelia, along with Admiral Ordien, stand by the LZ prepared for the meeting with the Montaburian Commander, along with a small contingent of Tanith forces. As the Helicopter lands, General Yuehelia makes his way to the door, being the first one to greet Hoth as he exits. "Field Marshall Hoth, is that correct? General Yuehelia, a pleasure to meet you. Come, we have much to discuss." He says as he signals the Tanith soldiers to close ranks behind the group and cover them from all angles.

"Now then Field Marshall." General Yuehelia says as they enter the planning room and roll out a map of the GDR. From what I understand, you have begun to setup a defensive line here on Route 75." He points to it on the map. "Tanith forces are preparing to move Southwest and take Hamburg before moving North in a massive line to ensure that no Communist or Loyalist scum manage to escape. While we do this however, it'll leave this southern wall here lightly defended, and not at all in some areas. I will have to request Montabur's assistance in the capture of Hamburg and then ensuring we do not lose any ground to the Loyalists while my main force pushes Northward." he says, using a laser to pinpoint exact locations. "Once the Northern Peninsula has been taken, we have two options: move directly to Berlin and establish the Fascist government, or take Oldenburg and establish it as the main Western Port and LZ." He looks up at Field Marshall Hoth "My orders are just to make sure GDR becomes a Fascist state, so the decision of action falls to you Field Marshall."