Fall of the U.S. RP (IC)

[New Napo France]

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[Athron]

Undisclosed location.......Texas

Gerald Herrick stood in front of four large monitors,each displaying a figure shrouded by darkness. The figures, clearly associated with The UAP, were members of the party's higher council. Which oversaw any actions made by the Party's vast private army.
Herrick quickly spoke,"Morning gentlemen, I'm going to skip the pleasantries and get straight to the point of this meeting. A second Civil war." Herrick paused to let the words sink in. "With our forsaken country falling apart,many factions are already rising....", He started to search his desk for something,and then brought a folder into view of the other members and opened it. "Our spies are already reporting multiple rebel factions scattered throughout the country. We have a group in Texas wanting to become independent. There is another in Michigan,trying to form a Communist state,"Shutting the folder,Herrick continued. "We can not allow any of these groups to take hold,especially the one in Texas. If it gains a foot hold,we may never be able to fully complete our plan....Now that you have heard my report,do I have your complete support?"
The other members of the party were silent for what seemed to be hours,but someone decided to break the silence. "I speak for myself and the other members,when I say you have our full support while dealing with the threat in Texas. But the commies,could mean the death of Corporate America. Deal with the Texans first,but then focus on the Communist in Michigan."

Results:
The UAP has met and decided on what factions posed a greater danger to their plans.
The have decided to focus most their attention of Texas,but will still make plans for Michigan

[New Napo France]

In the West Side Presidential Bunker in Washington DC.

President Jack Roth enters the situation room which is full of his various advisors. The President immediately asks,"so... our army is not in a position to stop any major uprising. I'm I correct?" The small crowd of advisors begin to chatter until the response of the Secretary of Defence says,"We agree Mr. Roth and suggest a tactical withdrawal of most troops from foreign soil to try and combat this current unrest. At the same time we should keep a contingency force and possibly ask other NATO nations to fill our slot." Jack sits down in his chair at the head of the table and ponders for minutes until he speaks up, saying,"Yes we should do these suggestions you bring to the table, but also raise our military numbers to better deal with the rebel threat. I suggest 2,000,000 active military soldiers, 1,000,000 reserve, and 600,000 military police. The military police will be the law enforcement after the real law enforcement fails." He takes a long pause then continues,"We must adopt a strict harsh treatment plan where harshness is needed to put down unrest." The advisors begin to speak amongst themselves when a barrage of gun shots are heard and the President is ushered out of the room with Roth quickly saying," I believe you all will come to agree and ask for the plan to be set in motion by the time of my return."

At the U.S. naval base at Norfork, just hours later.

"The President just demanded a new set of soldier and we should see a new group of workers soon," hollered Jacob Vasily." I don't think this president doing the right thing, he should by putting through a set of political reforms," shouted Charles Pits in response to Jacob's comment.

Results: U.S. military is set to 2,000,000 active personnel, 1,000,000 reserve, and 600,000 MPs. Almost all U.S. personnel is recalled back to the U.S. and a new harsh treatment plan is put in to the Roth administration.

[Crhysthn]

Detroit, Michigan, GM Renaissance Centre

Despite later conjecture via news networks, no one can really say where the shots were first fired from. However, within a minute of the first corpse, ten black clad figures were marching towards the GM headquarters, gunning down anyone in their path. The steps are soon littered with bodies, and the figures show no sign of stopping.
They never made it to the RenCen's doors. The guards fire back the moment the troop is in sight. The guards have cover, the approaching figures do not. It is a slaughter. But what is so concerning to the public is that only one attempted to run when the retaliation fire began. The others walked stoically onward as if they didn't care for their lives. Even down to the last man, they walk and shoot, not even pausing to reload. When the last one collapses several feet in front of the doors, it looked like its over.
The bomb he carried went off, destroying most of the foyer.


While early reports suggest an attack by IS on US soil, it very quickly becomes apparent that this is the work of someone new.
By the end of the day, all the nation is trying to determine the attackers identities.

Results:

50 dead and 100 wounded, enough to headline on every news outlet in the country.
A sizeable drop in Share Prices for GM and lots of other companies in the vicinity.

[Arcanda]

In a cabin near Laredo, Texas

As the wind swept the desert, four pick-up trucks arrived.They were loaded with men on their back.Another two were already parked in front of the cabin, and two horses were also attached.John McJoe opened the door and extended a furrowed hand to his visitors : "Hiya, pal.'Ready ?"

They went inside.The cabin was full of crates.Boxes of ammunition were scattered, and .375 revolvers, M4 carbines, hunting rifles were carefully aligned beside the crates.McJoe pointed to a map of the United States, with different colors, and several cities circled.

"This, fellow gentlement", "Is Texas".
Pointing to the rest of the states : "This is a dictatorship, trying to get us."

"For too long we've been kept in a Union we didn't wanted to be part of in the beginning.Now, as this Empire of opression crumble, is the time to secede.Create a new state, of our own.Today is the day.Y'all know your assignements, good day to y'all, and God bless Texas."

The men who came to visit turned their backs, and exited the cabin.John McJoe turns to one of the guards : "All ready, Hernandez ? No defections ?"
"No, sir".
"Good."

Scattered across Texas were dozens of cabins alike to this one, filled with ammunition and guns that had been bought separately for years before this was planned.Following the rise of ISIS in the middle east, the Liberation Front of Texas (LFT) had adopted similar internet-based propaganda, and, under the cover of camps, several dozens of people had been trained to fighting.

At 3 PM, a bomb was detonated in Austin, killing an unknown number of people and maybe killing the Governor of Texas.In Houston, Galveston, Corpus Christi and El Paso, similar terrorist attacks were made, using homemade bombs.The LFT had decided to secure a strip of land near the Rio Grande and the western border, seeing of the threat posed by the UAP.

At 9 PM, under the cover of the night and profiting for a great panick ensuing the attacks, several armed groups secure Galveston, Laredo, Del Rio and El Paso.Each group has its objectives and is barely attached to the central command.They act by small groups themselves, furst shutting down the power for a moment, then assaulting the local police precincts with grenades and machine guns, and then seizing the county seat and town halls.


Results

The Liberation Front of Texas uses ISIS-like method of recruiting and guerilla.
Armed with M-4s, explosives, homemade bombs, hunting rifles.Trained in camps at least half of its memebers.

Detonated a bomb in Austin, killing many and possibly killing the Governor (OOC : I leave the casualties up to Athron, idk if the Governor plays an important role in your rp).The same night, profiting from the panick, several cells takesGalveston, Laredo, Del Rio and El Paso.John McJoe determines the UAP as a threat seeing their presence in Texas, and the current aim is to secure the western border.

[Athron]

Governor of Texas's mansion
"Look,you know that I've always been a firm supporter of the United America Party,but That attack came to close to taking my life. Maybe I should surrender to the Rebels." Governor Hays was generally worried about the latest attacks that had taken place all around the state. That was the reason why he had asked to meet with his close ally,Gerald Herrick. "You know that can't happen. If we lose Texas,it could lead to a chain reaction. Meaning other states might follow suit." Gerald,had been in the study for a few hours. He was sent to calm the governor and reassure him of his safety.

"I don't care about your little civil war prevention plan anymore! Don't you understand? America is dead, but if we play our cards right, we may be able to drag a few countries out of its ashes." Herrick was growing tired of convincing the governor that his plan would work. If he couldn't convince the governor he was suppose to get rid of him. He really didn't want to do that,but if it meant saving America,it could be done.

"I'm going to ask you one more time,Blake. Do we still have your support?" The governor looked at Herrick,Dumbfounded. "Hell no,you don't have my support!" He then threw a glass across the room. As it shattered,Herrick spoke. "I'm sorry dear friend, but your death will inspire the sleeping giant." He then fired on the governor,killing him,and then fleeing the mansion.

Leaving nothing behind except for footprints,Herrick was sure that the governor's death would be blamed on rebels. leading to military action.

[New Napo France]

At Austin,Texas, May 20, 2016.

"People of Texas stand with me when I say that we must end these attacks at all costs, reclaim the land lost in Western Texas, and stop these dreadful killings!" exclaimed President Jack Roth to a crowd of sad and angry Texans, "we shall work with the local political group called the United America Party to rout the rebels, now I dread to say the United Political Group which holds both the Republican and Democratic parties has split with the group disbanding fully. Now this may not be as bad as you think our elections shall be almost completely open, everyone shall vote who gets into the election, then have the whole election period. This shall be done until the New Republican and Democratic parties emerge." The crowd had mixed reactions, most agreed to the first half of the speech, but felt sorrow for the loss of their beloved Republican Party. The President started again after the pause he made," now we must stand together and keep the Union alive for we allowed this great state in for it's protection, so lets protect it!" The crowd cheered as they all wanted payback for their losses from the attacks.

At the Texas Presidential Nuclear Bunker, hours before.

"Mr. Roth our reports from the recon units say that the rebels are gaining the upper hand due to civilians in the fighting zone, so we recommend to install martial law in the western part of the state, you don't even have to take responsibility, we can blame it on the... Texas state government," said the Secretary of Defence Linda Trent.

Roth got up from his chair and began to walk around the room as eyes from his staff began to tear at his concentration. Finally the President spoke up," I don't know if the people of Texas would stand back and allow this."

"Jack, just give a speech and set the martial law, the rebels must be stopped at all costs. Do you want the Union destroyed?"

The President shook his head and responded," no, but this will break it further. I say this, but have little choice if I want those rebels destroyed," Roth paused for a second then continued," begin installing martial law, send 100,000 military police to enforce it." After a brief pause Roth exited the room and all of the advisors began to grab their papers and leave the bunker.

Results:Martial law is installed in Western Texas and 100,000 military police are sent to stop the rebel advance.

[Trunfio Republic]

Boston, Massachusetts

100 well armed men approached the Massachusetts statehouse while an important meeting was in session. The startled guards were too slow and outnumbered to put up resistance. The group entered and a massacre of important figures began. The police and S.W.A.T teams were soon on the scene but were too late to stop anything. As the last of the important figures were gunned down, 100 small bombs began to detonate around the building. The startled men scattered but the bombs went off blowing up the whole building including the surrounding area. A new rebel organization, the United Colonies Group, claimed responsibility for the attacks releasing a statement saying, "This is the first of many attacks just beginning New England."

[Vichtander]

7:37 p.m. A Small Hunting Cabin Somewhere between Mount Pleasant and Georgetown, South Carolina



The group of battle hardened veterans sat around a table, in the room lit only by candles and a fire, play a nice game of Texas Hold Em'. Raleigh, a man with a sort of charismatic figure, broke the dead silence. "I'm sure you've all heard by now; Texas is up in flames, there are uprisings in North Carolina, and Georgia. I want your opinions. What do you think we should do. Remember we too the oath to protect our home from all enemies, domestic and foreign." All twelve of the men looked at him as if they were shocked. "Are you guys telling me that I'm the only one of us that actually pays attention to what is happening to our country." The man across the table, John Ellis, was the only one of them that bothered to speak up. "Well, I think I speak for all of us here when I say we should come out of retirement." Within eight minutes, all thirteen of the ex-SEALS were geared up; magazines full, and suits pressed.



12:42 a.m. Charleston Coast Guard Port, South Carolina
The small militia of men prepared to blow the fence to the base. Raleigh held the explosives. "Hey John, you still remember how to light a firecracker?" John gave him a grin. "Damn right." Before the military police new what was happening, the men blew the fence and were on a speed boat, racing to Texas.

Result: The militia of ex-SEALS have stolen a boat and on the way to Texas to restore order by taking out high priority targets of the rebellious groups and factions.

[Athron]

Undisclosed location
May/20/2016
Sometime before The Presidential Speech.

After dispatching the Governor, Gerald Herrick was called to another meeting with the other members of the UAP. "Can someone please tell me why this meeting was called?" Herrick had been called away from important business,and was upset.
"There...has been a change of plans," stated one of the figures. "Yes,we have decided that civil war can not be avoided,but if we act fast,we can catch the rebels off guard and claim victory."
"Wait,do you all feel this way,that we can't stop the war," Herrick asked the multiple figures on the display screen. "not without action. Which is why we have already ordered the execution of plan B...The troops should be arriving n Austin soon. In fact,maybe you need to go the news,Gerald."

Austin,Texas
May/20/2016
During or after The Presidential Speech

An agent,maybe ten feet away from POTUS, ear started to buzz with orders. Orders not from other agents,but from some UAP official. "Plan B is a go,I repeat, Plan B is a go. Take out POTUS."
With those orders now in his head,the agent quickly pulled out his weapon and fired at president,hitting him in the gut. The agent was only able to fire one or two shots before being brought down by the other agents. "DIVIDED WE FALL, TOGETHER WE RISE!!!!!"

OCC:You can decided on what happens to the President,it's a gut shot,he will most likely survive.

[Soviet Chernarus]

Raleigh, Wake County
North Carolina

Edward Brigham sat in one of the stores at an abandoned shopping center; the wall was peppered with bullet holes, and the windows smashed. The shelves had been emptied. Anything that was even remotely of use had been taken by the Salvation Army or stolen by looters. Outside of the store stood two guards, dressed in US army uniforms. They had been deserters; they were rare, but they were useful to the Army's efforts. They wore blue armbands with a white star in the middle, to distinguish themselves from the actual US Army.

Behind the counter, Brigham stared at a map of North Carolina. The US state was colored red and blue - most of the central areas of the state were blue - controlled by the Salvation Army. The red was still controlled by the government. With the recent turmoil everywhere in the US the troops were spread out all across the country, which was good, even if the US held the advantage in training, experience, and weapons.

A uniformed rebel rushed into the store, despite the guard's protests. Red-faced and panting, he saluted to Brigham. "Commander Brigham, sir! This is very urgent!"

"Urgent, you say?" he placed down the map he was holding and looked up. "What is it?"

"Read it for yourself, sir." The officer said, handing him a rolled up newspaper. He unrolled it; Brigham's eyes scanned the small newspaper print. After a few minutes, he set it down beside him.

"This is bad. They're finally doing something about it." By it he meant the rebellions that were happening all across the country.

"Soon there will be even more reinforcements coming into North Carolina. Its obvious that the only thing we can do is start pulling out of our reserves, and to recruit even more. I have already assembled a group of people who are skilled in public speaking, and are ready to travel across cities and towns to aid in recruitment for the Salvation Army."

"That's the best thing we can do right now." With a wave of his hand he dismissed the officer, who departed the store. He hoped that him and his group of rebels, the Carolinian National Salvation Army, would be able to survive the fiery inferno that would soon engulf the entire United States...

[New Napo France]

Deleted

[New Napo France]

In the presidential limo on route to the hospital of Austin.

"Roth, Roth stay with me!" exclaimed Vice President Rick Nickles.

"Whats going on?" The President said softly while looking at his guards all around. Roth became dizzy just sitting there, then passes out when he sees how bad his wound is.

The next thing Roth sees is a hospital room with tons of medical professionals in it. He is told," you are going to live, we have put you through surgery, and it was successful. We should see you up and about in 5 weeks." This made the President surprisingly mad because he knows his administration won't keep the country kicking.

Results: President is crippled and the country becomes even more unstable.

[Soviet Chernarus]

Chapter One: The Disunited States of America
The Salvation Army Gathers Strength


A Salvation Army soldier walks past the destroyed husks of US APCs; the end result of a battle fought between the US Army and rebel soldiers in a field in Lee County, North Carolina

Sanford, Lee County
North Carolina

The ruins of Sanford - what resulted from a battle involving nearly over 2,000 soldiers. The Salvation Army emerged victorious, and US Army forces retreated from Lee County, North Carolina. Casualties on the rebel side were not light, however, and the cost of the battle was high - over 300 rebel soldiers had been killed, wounded, or captured. Rebel soldiers patrolled the streets; while the battle for control of the small city was over, small remnants of the Feds - what the Salvation Army often used as a term for the government - still remained, and sporadic fighting has occured for days. They inspected the ruins of what was once a school. Desks and chairs were broken, and textbooks were found all over the rubble. They rounded a corner, where they saw several bodies wearing US Army uniforms. They searched them, and managed to find a canteen and some rations. Brigham couldn't supply his troops with enough food, so they often searched and looted stores and stole food from the dead bodies of US Army soldiers.

The Salvation Army soldiers continued to walk down several streets, closely watching the buildings. Whenever they stumbled across a dead body, they searched it. Finally, they came across a small camp, where the rubble had been cleared. A man approached them, dark circles under his eyes. Unlike the soldiers, he wore civilian clothes, with the blue armband.
"Sergeant Donningham," The soldier's said, his strong Southern accent drawing some glances from the nearby men who were working in the camp. They both saluted.

"Yes, that's my name." He said, irritated "Do you have any reports to made?"
"Our section is clear of all hostile forces. We also mamaged to scrounge up some food and water." He took out the rations and the canteens he took from the bodies of the soldiers.
"Excellent work. This'll last us a few days" Donningham replied in a monotone-ish voice. He put his hand on both of the soldier's shoulders. "Listen, I have some things to sort out for the Salvation Army. Currently we have some fighting between the remnants of the US Army - maybe around 10 to 20 soldiers, and 5 soldiers of the Salvation Army. We need all available forces there. The fighting is going on in downtown Sanford, so i need you to report there pronto. Got that?" He snapped.

"Yes sir, Sergeant Donningham!" They replied in unison.

[Crhysthn]

May 24th, 2016

A string of explosions rock across Michigan, their target: Power Plants, power stations, power grids of all forms. Though they can't manage to take down all the power to an entire state, there is enough chaos for the NCR troop movements, disguised as police trucks and ambulances to move about with ease. The effect wasn't perfect, but in the chaos most places were happy to accept all of the help they could get. Twenty hospitals, four universities, and several shopping malls were taken without a struggle. It wasn't until the doors were barricaded and the people inside were rounded up that people realised what was wrong. But by then it was too late.

UPLOADED TO YOUTUBE, 1 PM EST

[Staring into the web cam, there was a stern, middle aged black woman, smiling with perfect white teeth]
"By now, you all must realised what I have done. I've seen conflicting reports in the media, but I can tell you the exact number of hostages. Ten Thousand, Four Hundred, and sixty two. Men, women. Ages ranging from 104 to, well-" The wail of a baby can be heard in the distance. "We are in a hospital.
"I'll be frank. I have three messages to give.
"To the media. I am Eliza Karls, President of New Communist Republic. I wish to free you from the corporate control, the oligarchy, and the shackles of the bourgeois. The lives of millions will be better when the rich have been brought low, and you have been destroyed. We are coming for you.
"To President Roth, wherever you may be, I want Michigan. Retract all the US forces within the state, or I will kill every single one of the ten thousand. And if your conscience can stomach that, don't worry. There is so much more we can do. So much more we are prepared to do. Don't try to save any of them, all they all die. Don't try to trick us, or they all die. Nothing less than compliance with my demands will save their lives. You have twenty four hours. Your move.
"And to my fellow rebels. I think we can help each other. Let's talk."
Eliza steps away from the camera revealing a featureless grey wall. 10 seconds of silence follow.

Results: - Extensive media coverage, N.C.R. are a household name.
- Michigan in chaos.

[Trunfio Republic]

Somewhere south of Boston, Massachusetts

Video clip sent to local media:

[Camera turns on and begins to film] "Hello my name is Logan Conners and I am here to claim responsibility for yesterday's attack on the statehouse. My group, the United Colonies Group, and I have planned many more attacks like the one the other day. I suggest that the President cede control of New England to us. We plan to reunite the northern half of the former 13 colonies and reshape them into a better place. We would like to work with other rebel groups to accomplish our goals. Currently our troops are heading south of Boston and plan on destroying every single important building they see until they get to Cape Cod. By tomorrow we will have plenty of hostages and will have destroyed plenty of buildings. It's your decision Mr. President on whether or not to give us New England." [Camera fades to black]

[Soviet Chernarus]

Salvation Army Headquarters
Clayton, Johnston County
North Carolina

"Using hostages to get what they want. Those Michigan communists are despicable." Brigham closed his laptop - his work computer. He had been keeping a close eye on the other rebellions occuring in the United States, and the youtube video was no exception. "communism is a flawed system, and its on its way out from the world. Thank goodness for that." He said more to himself than the other officers in the headquarters. They rushed about, exchanging pieces of information with each other, discussing strategies. One of them approached Brigham. "Commander Brigham, sir! I have an important report to make."

"Yes?" Brigham turned. "Our attacks in Durham county have been completely stopped by Fed forces there. We have vague reports of heavy casualties, and it is likely the Feds will try to take advantage of this situation. I request that forces be deployed here to counter this possible threat."

"No. First, send a small patrol to assess the situation and make casualty reports. We have roughly 500 men near there, do we not? Deploy 250 men to Durham county and all the nurses and doctors you can get from the hospitals." Even though Brigham wasn't exactly the most compassionate man, he was still popular amongst his soldiers due to his leadership qualities and coolheadedness.

"Of course, sir. Would you like me to inform Goldworth of the meeting in two weeks time?" The officer replied, saluting.
"Yes, please. You are dismissed." The officer departed the building, and Brigham opened his laptop again. He scanned the recent news in the US, which, of course, mainly concerned all the rebellions going on. There was a small mention of battles raging throughout North Carolina, and of course, of the Salvation Army's recent capture of Lee County.

[Vichtander]

6:00 P.M. Three Days After Presidential Surgery: Hospital of Austin, Texas



The hospital was quiet. Secret Service agents around every corner, seemingly unaware of the coming operation set forth by the small group of men. "What floor is he on?" inquired Marcus, seemingly caressing the Barret M82 sniper rifle. "Well, if the secret service is anywhere near competent, they are keeping him on the top floor." Whispered Raleigh, looking through the binoculars at the fortress of a hospital across the street. Each of the men had some of the best weaponry available to the navy SEALS at the time. FN MK17 SCAR's, FN MK20's, M249 5.56mm, and a Barret M82 .50 sniper rifle /w suppressor. Although they were retired, a majority of them were still only in their 30's.
John's watch let out a quiet ring. "Its time. Load up and safety's off." Marcus started picking off the agents outside the entrance. The rest of the men crept down the stairs of the apartment building they were hiding in. Several agents raced outside when they heard the slight crack of the gun. "Eight hostiles at the immediate entrance." Marcus whispered on the comms. "Drop em'". Within the net few seconds three more agents were dead on the ground. "Somethings jammed, I'm going to need some time." The agents spotted him. The cover was blown, the hospital suddenly became alive as agents locked down the entrances. Raleigh began to throw orders left and right. " Were going to have to rush now. Marcus, keep working on getting that gun unjammed. John, take three others and start towards the back, I'll take the rest of the men. Anyone with a gun thats wearing a black suit that hasnt already shot themselves is a target. You are cleared to fire at will." The plan commenced, all men following their orders. The agents were dropping left and right. They slowly made their way towards the doors. "Nevermind, dont go through the front doors." He place a small explosive at the wall. As he pressed the button, dust and debris filled the air. All seemed to go silent as if the secret service were in shock. The men dashed through the door sized whole in the wall, dropping just about every agent that was coming their way. As they were storming through the lobby of the hospital, one of the men dropped to the ground. Raleigh rushed over to see who. It was John; there was a large whole in his neck, blood gushing. Raleigh knew they had to keep moving if they were to succeed in the operation. After a few more minutes of fighting, the ex-SEALS finally made it to the top floor. "Quickly, find the President. Time is of the essence. We have to extract the president before the military arrives." The fighting only slowed as the defenders seemingly got better equipped as they got closer to the president. They reached the presidential chamber. Raleigh approached him, nonchalantly saluting, "Hello, Mr. President. I'm Raleigh McMillian; ex-Navy SEAL. These are my fellow soldiers. We're taking you back to South Carolina. We'll explain the rest on the way."
"Attention, package aquired, proceed to extraction." The men rushed to the roof. When they arrived, Ellis lit a flare. A rental helocopter that was meant for tourists, arose from the smoke that plagued the area. It landed perfectly for the men to board. "Lift and head towards the beach." "But we forgot about Marcus!" The helo went back to the apartment to pick him up, but he was missing.

7:12 P.M. Galveston, Texas: Beach shortly after extraction
"Its about damn time you guys got back." The loaded onto the boat and started back to South Carolina.

The Team About to enter the hospital

The Team at Extraction from hospital

Results: The militia abducts the president from the hospital
One SEAL K.I.A. -John
One SEAL M.I.A. -Marcus
Militia Arrives back at Cabin

[New Napo France]

At the White House Situation Room, May 25, 2016.

"So I have come up with an idea to get the President out. We have to contact the rebel group and ask what they want, then we set up a meeting, we will go to the meeting with the people they wish to come, but at the same time move troops into positions to assault the rebels if needed. We want the President alive of course, but lets face it he is not essential, he is only needed to keep the government from starting to collapse. Although if the President dies we are to have all of those rebels heads here ASAP." Said Vice President Rick Nickles, who is currently in charge of the country. "So lets get a move on people, come on, and also contact the rebels in Michigan, to tell them we can't respond to their threats currently."

Results: The government attempts to contact the Ex-Navy Seals and Michigan rebels for the reasons above.

OOC: Ha, did this post on mobile.

[Crhysthn]

UNDISCLOSED LOCATION, MICHIGAN, 12PM

Eliza Karls chewed her lips, and furiously tapped the table with her fingers. "They're not going to negotiate?"
The messenger, a teenage boy of little more than fifteen, was visibly shaking. Sweat drenched his forehead, and he seemed to be having trouble standing, needing another guard to stand by him as he spoke. Nevertheless, he managed to speak clearly and concisely, despite his message. "No, President Karls, I'm afraid not. The message we received -."
Karls slammed her fist down onto the table. "Did they say why!"
The Messenger boy gulped. "No, that was undis-."
Ryan Holt, wearing a rifle thrown over his shoulder and a thick black suit despite the heat. "Probably the President. He gets himself shot, and kidnapped, and now his Vice ain't got the balls to make any deals with us. What is the country coming to?" He said with a chuckle.
"It's falling to he pieces, like we want!" Eliza stood up from the table, and walked over to the wall. "Fuck!" She slammed her fist through wooden wall. She pointed at the messenger with a bleeding hand. "You! Out! Now!"
The Messenger was gone in a puff of smoke.
Eliza slumped back into her chair. At this rate, her teeth would be ground to nubs in days.
"Now, I know your pissed. And you just wanna leave it all alone, but you don't have that luxury." Said Holt, he sat on the table, looking down at his boss. "You said they had twenty four hours or you'd kill them all. They've not done their side, so now you have to do what you need to do. Kill them."
Eliza knotted her hands together, running them through each other frantically. "I don't want to give away my hand so freely."
"President, you don't have to, and you know it. You do have to show them you're serious." Holt licked his lips. "Kill everyone in certain buildings. Film it. Show it on youtube. Show them you're serious without losing your advantage. You'll still have thousands of hostages, but you're showing that we're not just some crazy college kids, we're an army. And we will be taken seriously."
Eliza ran her fingers along her cheeks. She opened her mouth, closed it hard, and opened it again. With her eyes wide and bloodshot, she sighed. "The shopping mall. Everyone there. Now. And send envoys to North Carolina, and Massachusetts. I want to coordinate with our new neighbors. See if they are prepared for an alliance."
Holt stood up from the table. "I'll get on it."
"And one more thing."
"Yes?"
"Spare the children. Take them somewhere else. Hide them. But make it look like we killed them."
Holt nodded. "Of course, President."

Results: - A Shopping Mall in Detroit held by the N.C.R. is destroyed with seemingly every civilian inside.
- Diplomats are sent to both the Salvation Army and United Colonies Group. Proposition for joint attacks.

[Athron]

Why the yell would you attack the president,we need him to keep the country stable" Gerald Herrick was furious,and now paced in front of the display screens. "Relax Gerald,the attempt failed. The president lives.....we have more pressing matters to discuss. " The figure quit speaking,and another picked up where he had left off, "Uprisings are happening all over the country,we have decided,instead of sending troops to Texas,We will send them to North and South Carolina. A group of rebels calling themselves The Carolinian National Salvation Army. They've already taken multiple counties. They must be stopped."
Herrick was worried,it seemed that the other members had forgotten the mission. "Do you all feel this way?" It was unanimous , each figure felt that troops should be sent.

May /26/2016
Seymour Johnson AFB,North Carolina

Commander Walker,leader of all UAP troops active in North Carolina,walked down the off-ramp of a Boeing C-17 Globemaster III. The UAP troops had just arrived at the Air base,and were now unloading the last bit of supplies.
Walker went from the airstrip,to a small building, which was being used as a temporary command post. Walker entered the building and made his way to a large table in the center of room. The table was scattered with open folders and and large maps.
"What's the status of our troops? are they on the move?" asked walker. One of his officers responded, "not yet sir,we are still waiting for the rest of the Recons teams to return. though we do have general idea of where the NCS is located." The officer tapped a spot on one of the maps," This is Clayton,and we believe that this is where they have set up their headquarters." Walker was happy to know where the enemy's base was,but if he was going to stop these rebels,then he needed that intel.

Results:
Troops are no longer in route to Texas.
Instead have been sent to both Carolinas.
UAP forces are waiting on the last bits of intel.

[Jeremy Beaver]

Seattle Washington State
Nixon Street Apartment Building 2nd Floor

A Man in the corner of a Room leaning back against a Wall in a Chair looks up to see the Door across from him in the Room open. The man says"Ah The Savior" as he Looks John Kowalski in the Eye "How are you Sean?" The Savior Answers back. "Better than ever Friend, Tell me how is your Organization doing?" Says Sean. "We're Expanding and that's all you need to know" Says The Savior. "Why the hostility? After all I am your only informant on how the Government here is doing." Sean says with slight hint of Sarcasm, Something The Savior did not like. "No you aren't my only Informant actually." The Savior says while walking out of the Room, not closing the door behind him. "Where are you going! Get back here!" Sean yell's. The Savior walks out of the building and pulls out a old Cell Phone when he gets 2 and half Blocks away and calls a Number. The apartment he was just in Explodes
Primarily around the 2nd floor The smoke could be seen for miles.


Results

Evidence is found connecting this to the LCS
Sean Peterman is Found dead. The Government let's the public know he was a Spy in the Organization.
The Savior Sends a letter to the Mayor of Seattle Saying any attempts to spy on Him will End up looking like what happened that day.
The LCS Become Infamous in Seattle.

[Trunfio Republic]

Video clip sent to media:

[Camera turns on and begins recording] "Once again it is I Logan Conners from the United Colonies Group. I just want everyone to now that most of south-eastern massachusetts is under my control. Plenty of towns and cities now under my leadership. But not enough, so I ask Mr. President and the government that you give me New England. We plan on working with our neighbors in Michigan to achieve our goals. I have ordered our troops to soon go out and capture us more territory." [Conners pulls down map that is in back of him]
"This is the territory now in my hands. I will begin destroying important buildings and hostages soon if I don't get what I want. I am not bluffing. [Camera fades to black]

[Soviet Chernarus]

Salvation Army HQ
Clayton, Johnston County
North Carolina

"Commander Brigham, representatives from the Michigan Communists have come to see you. I think they want to negotiate a possible alliance with the Salvation Army. Permission to let them in, sir?" The officer said, staring at Brigham as he turned to face him.
"Permission not granted. Escort the representatives to the abandoned neighborhood near here, then we can negotiate. Send Goldworth to represent the Salvation Army." Brigham ordered, taking a sip out of his morning coffee. Why were the communists coming all the way here to negotiate an alliance? He wondered.
"We have only one slight problem, Commander Brigham. Goldworth is currently somewhere in Lee County, inspecting his troops. He left two days ago." The officer replied.
"Damn that bastard," Brigham muttered to himself, "then send Hesse to meet them. I don't care what he does, but tell him to be nice to those representatives."
The officer saluted "It will be done, sir."
-5 minutes later-
The representatives look at the door of the Salvation Army Headquarters as it opens, and out steps a tall, intimidating man, with a brown mustache and messy hair. His hard eyes shift to look at the representatives. He outstretches his hand, expecting them to shake it.

"Senior Commander Rudolf Hesse of the Carolinian National Salvation Army. I am here to represent the Salvation Army, and I am glad to be here with you." His voice had a trace of an accent. "And you people are?" He inquired.

[New Napo France]

OOC: So we need a date system become set up, look in the OOC thread to get my quick explanation and post on the OOC for questions about the date system.