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The struggle of the people of Chiapas their struggle broken, it all started bad for us, we start our uprising in 1994, we were defeated, however our struggle became peaceful, we began negotiations with Mexican Government.
we had trouble with foreigners but wonderful President Obama was best foreign President ever for us, he supplied us with money, food and other items, even Mexican Government was beginning to respect us because of this, however all this changed when El Jefe Massimiliano Cortés took power, he established Fascist dictatorship which we did not want, so we decided on a conference spread our humble and peaceful revolution.
however Cuscatlani "Tornado" unit and Mexican Fuerzas Especiales broke into our meeting place and murdered 16 of our members, about 25 others - among them our handsome, bold and noble leader Subcomendante Marcos were arrested.
They thought they could break us, despite 25 of our men in Mexican jails, and 16 faithful members killed, we continue our struggle, sadly most of Mexico has forgot about our revolution, our numbers are a small 400, we lack arms but we are alive in spirit, and we to this day continue our campaign of liberation.
Our new leader Commandante Morando will lead us to victory, our revolution will begin!
Chiapas, Mexico
A group of EZLN terrorists in typical EZLN uniform, bandannas, and ski masks stood at attention, they were armed with AK-47s, SVDs, AKMs, RPKs, RPDs, pistols, shot guns, M4 carbines and M-16A1 assault rifles, and the occasional MP5, FN-FAL or H&K G3, some even had RPG-7 or M72 LAW and even more rarely an RPG-22 or RPG-29, others even had old RL-83 Blindicide anti-tank rocket launchers, while others had Browning M2hb heavy machine guns or FN-MAG machine guns, the Zapatistas were well armed terrorists.
All the weapons captured from Mexican army or aid from sympathetic nations, although it was hard to get a hold of.
Many had drank blood to get ready for war.
Commandante Morando puffed on a cigarette laced at the tip with marijuana. He inhaled briefly, and began to speak
"My comrades, oh my dear Comrades, the time is amongst us. It is obvious the bureaucracy in Mexico City will not hear our cries for Liberation. We have fought for whole lives endlessly in the name of the Revolution and Solidarity, but it is for naught should we not act in it's name.."
the "liberation army" then headed north
Morando had a Mexican guard pinpointed in the scope of his Dragunov SVD sniper rifle. He inhaled, to stop the cross from shaking, and fired. The guard crumbled like coffee cake. The mission had started.
Quickly he switched focus of the guard standing at the opposite side of the gate. He wounded the guard, who tried to crawl away but was then shot in the head.
Smoke grenades were sent throughout the main entrance to the town-hall. Men armed with machetes, Molotov cocktails and whatever small weaponry they could round up entered the building with a ferocity only patriots and revolutionaries could muster.
The secretary was begging for his life but was immediately slain, a knife to the arteries in the neck.
The time for uprising was now, and Morando's men knew this.
The mayor of Chiapas was in the Freedom Fighters' hands. Soon, the whole town would be.
Defensive perimeters were immediately established, and the fighters quickly spread throughout the mostly abandoned apartments and shoppes, preparing hastily for any sort of retaliation.
Control of the city's governmental radio broadcasting system was shortly thereafter in the fighters control.
The signal was given to Commandante Morando that the existential coast was clear- they'd succeeded. Morando smiled, his plan was unraveling perfectly.
Eventually the jail where Marcos was kept was liberated, Marcos had resumed control, civil war was coming to mexico.
