Pre-emptive War [MT:Closed]

[Viperia]

Viperian War Room, Vipragrad, Viperia

'Sir Kherkovian message from Emperor Zachary I, he's telling us to offer peace!', 'Peace?', 'Yes sir peace!', 'Hmm. Now why would i want that', 'Well sir, your Generals and Chief of the Military are telling me that without Carcassonne our chances of coming out of this war on top and unscathed are sli-, are severely reduced. And they are telling us to offer an Alliance with Matthew against Carcassonne too, also they want reperations for the attack', 'Ok i can offer peace if our chances of winning are slim and as Darius attacked me, Britcan bombed me personally but it was not a formal military attack, and doubt has been cast on that being them. I will offer an alliance Zhukov, Kherkov, Britcan and Viperia will destroy the Carcassonnian Scum! As for those reperations he can discuss that with the Chief of the Economy later. I don't know about them though, remove the remaining forces on the beach and return them to the Thunder and Lightning and then sail those just outside Britcani waters. If you can contact the Viper SF tell them to set up a camp somewhere and hide out, do nothing and if found offer no resistance, send one of our Mil Mi-28s to pick up their casualty and make it look like it's all of them, get extras or something, prisoners, then kill them once back. And just for good measure send a formal apology from myself to King Matthew II for the attack and the rash action under false information.', 'At once sir!'.

ORC Team Alpha 1, Britcani Beachead, Britcan

'Cease Fire! Cease Fire! Peace has been declared! An Alliance has been Formed!', Brilev shouted over the sustained F2000 fire, 'What the fuck do you mean peace, sir?', 'I mean the Premier says we stop so we stop! Apparently Carcassonians attacked the border with a strong force.', 'Carcs?', 'Yeah, so we're taking the fight to them and Britcan are being spared.', 'As long as we fight someone sir! So when do we land on Carcassonne!', 'No no Bukolov, we are to return to the HPS Lightning, sail outside Britcani waters and remain there', 'With all due respect sir that sounds fucking boring!', 'Afraid that's the way it goes lads. Back to the ORCs this fights over! Grab tags or bodies whatever you think the loved ones will prefer!.'

Victor Team, Britcani Beachead

'Karpol hold up!', The Viper SF operatives were close to the beach and could see bunkers, 'Urgent orders from the Premier!', snatching the receiver Karpol replied 'Sikorski this is some Staff Sergeant, what the fuck are you playing at?', 'No sir they gave us orders they received from him, they are to return to their ships but we are to remain. We are to hide in dense forest nearby, away from towns and villages, and just remain there.', 'And what if we are found?', 'We are to surrender immediately and claim we did not hear of the peace due to lack of long range communications. Also if possible we are to integrate into a Britcan town or village, we'll have to practice our Britcani. That is only if explicitly possible, we need to remain hidden as much as possible'. 'Ok men you heard Sikorski, wait what about Filipov and Chemerkin?', 'They're being CASEVACed, they're gonna make it look like we all get on.', 'Well lads lets go, we'll scout out an area and set up a Platoon Harbour, Rezanov you're first on Stag, Udalov then you.' The 7 Viper SF operatives hurried in the direction of a nearby forest, far enough from civilization to not be easily found, but not too far that they couldn't attempt to integrate themselves into society.

[Nafistan]

"Order, order! Will all Members please sit. This Emergency Session of the Commonwealth Society Parliament is now in session. We are here to discuss the ongoing hostilities in several differing Member States of the Commonwealth Society. May we now here from any Delegation who wishes to speak on this subject?"

[Estovakia 13]

The Czar of Estovakia finally arrived to meet the Maharaj in the Parliament Building. He did not like the fact that the Carcs were out on the wrong front because of emotional outburst. The Field Marshal escorted King Darius to the Parliament and meet up with Czar Smirnov and the Maharaj.

[Great Majorca]

Princess Areen of Great Majorca made her way in to the parliamentary chamber as the Maharaj was inviting any delegate present to speak. Areen looked to her left and her right and saw no sign of movement and gave her purse and attache to her assistant and stood attentively as she anounced "the representative from the kingdom of Great Majorca wishes to address this body." Not noticing any objection the princess made her way to the podium situated at the front of the chamber. She situated herself and began to speak...

Maharaj Nabil I would first like to thank you and the people of Nafistan for your warm and generous hospitality. Members of parliament and esteemed delegates thank you for giving me the time to address you today.

In the last couple of weeks we have seen nations go to war over a reason that now seems insignificant. Sovereign nations have been attacked and invaded, hundreds if not thousands of lives have been lost, tremendous hostility has broken out between nations that were once friendly, and the use of biological weapons has plagued our region.

Your exalted Maharaj, Great Majorca and king Marek are horrified by the acts of terrorism which have fallen upon the soil of Nafistan. We are shocked and dismayed over the disregard for human life that a nation would choose to use biological weapons and nations would stoop to cowardly and childish acts of masking vessels in order to drag nations in to this senseless blood bath.

Great Majorca condemns all such acts and asks that all nations fight out their differences around the conference tables of this body rather than on the battlefields and oceans of our region. Great Majorca also asks that all nations not currently involved in the armed conflict follow its lead and sieze all assets currently being held in their respective nation of ally and enemy alike. We also ask that nations not involved in the conflict assist with relief efforts of those people victimized by this horrible war. God knows they need our help and the need is great especially in Syrakhstan.

Great Majorca is currently a non involved participant and her military is ready to move in to action if the need arises but HM the king and the people of Great Majorca hope that an expeditious and amicable end may be found to this conflict. Thank you Maharaj Nabil for this time to address this assembly.

[Syrakhstan]

==The Commonwealth Society: Parliamentary Building=
An empty seat reserved for The Syrakhstani Sultanate's delegation stands alone as the proceedings begin to take place.

==Tremon Palace: Great Majorca==
Prime Minister Reza Asir, raised his right hand with his index raised as if he were about to say something then he slowly lowered it. He looked at his 'bodyguard' standing at the exit to the library then at King Marek "What am I'm about to tell you will more than likely bring about the death of me." The man standing at the library exit put his hand inside his blazer and gave Prime Minister Asir a despising look. Asir didn't think anything of it, and grabbed an array of reports and aerial photographs. "We may put on an international display of Democracy, trying to make it seem like the Sultan is merely a remnants of what the position was hundreds of years ago and the position is only being maintained for traditional and public reasons. The fact of the matter is the Sultan has more power than the Sultan had four hundred years ago, and we're practicing military experiments almost everyday for offensive not defensive reasons. Ever since 1912 when Sultan Yusuf Shah declared all Christians to be the the personification of temptation and as the root of all evil he ordered stated that the Sultanate shall not rest until each and every christian is wiped of the world's map. Ever since Christians, friends of Christians, and those who simply associate with Christians are sent to camps to work out the remainder of their lives making military equipment, and various government items, while weaker persons are sent to research facilities where doctors commit atrocious tests against. The most notable facility being research facility 216, or the Mount Doshavand Facility run by Doctor Azrael whose name literally translates to the Angel of Death in Arabic."

Prime Minister Asir looked at his watch then continued talking, "Your assumptions are correct, the attacks on the facility were not by Wanandan spies, they were by a Christian Terrorist group known as God's Sword. They've attempted to assassinate the Sultan twice, however both attempts have come up short, once with a car bomb outside the Parliament building the other with a sniper situated in the bell tower near the Palace. The explosion for the car bomb delayed, and didn't go off until the Sultan had gotten until his vehicle. His vehicle has several very high safety provisions, all the explosion did was make the car jump and burnt marks and popped the tires. While the other he was saved by a Shahi on the ground, he saw a Shahi pence on the ground and bent down to pick it up, and the bullet only went through his turban. After that attempted he ordered the immediate removal of that bell tower, despite it's thousand year old history." Reza Asir stopped to get his breath and put aerial reconnaissance photographs of some of the camps on the table. "The most notable camp is Camp Horreyah which literally translates to the Camp of Freedom which is built right on top of the nation's four largest oil wells. The prisoners work day in and day out on oil platforms, and those near death are simply given poisoned bread that leads to massive amounts of internal bleeding, and vomiting causing the person to die within twenty minutes. Due to the extreme heat of the desert the bodies aren't even disposed of, and I mean they aren't even so much as tossed in a mass grave, the soldiers simply make large piles and let the environment due the rest. Which can attract animals ranging from the desert cobra, the desert taipan, the syrakhstani wild dog, and various carnivorous birds and the soldiers only protect themselves some even make a game out of trying to get the animals to attack the prisoners."

==Mount Doshavand==
The Sultan, and General Brezezinski were walking through one of the lowest subsets of the underground bunkers. "As you can see no Shahi is being put to waste." They stopped and looked through a large glass panel a man was milking a desert taipan. "This experiment is, rather - complicated we're attempted to not only make our soldiers immune to the taipan venom, but find a way to make the venom last once it's been put on bullets. We're having greater luck with the bullet experimentation than producing the soldier immunity. However something in the bullets is neutralizing the venom's toxicity. Shall we roll on?" The Sultan and The General passed an array of room, one with a dolphin in a large tank pushing what looked to be a dummy balloon mine, the other an extremely large Tesla Coil with a soldier running around the room around fire. The General and Sultan eventually walked into a firing range, with a very strange array of weaponry the Sultan couldn't stop staring at an odd shotgun "Ah that's the Dehum-V Secretary Thieu refused to approve that for general class warfare. We took the ideas of your general everyday dehumidifier and in a way adapted it. It shoots three rather small mechanized bullets that once they make contact with the body, release specialized microbes that suck up the water in the area surrounding the bullets." As General Brezezinski began to set the gun down, the Sultan turned quickly bumping into the General's back causing the General to accidentally trigger the Dehum-V straight into his own skull. General Brezezinski stood up straight to the best of his ability looked the Sultan straight in the eye "I pity you all, for now that I am gone they will swarm you all like flies." The Sultan's entire body shook, and General Brezezinski slowly fell to the floor.

[Estovakia 13]

Czar Smirnov rose up. I'm Vasivilov Kapaliking Smirnov, Czar of Estovakia and son of the Late Smirnov that this body of intellectuals remember. I'm new to this, I was always in the shadows of my father so please be patient with me. Syrakhstan you say, funny that you mention them. I'm sure that their people are suffering from the war as any other nation waging war is, no side is immune. Remember the Wananda spies, please explain that.

[Ashebourton]

JUNE 13, 2012 -- ASHEBOURTANIAN FORCES ARMED FORCES MOVEMENT AND DEPLOYMENTS


=Teknaf, Nafistan=

Ashebourtanian Delegates patiently listen to all foreign delegations. Accusations and declarations of war seem to be common. The Ashebourtanian's wait their turn to approach the floor to provide the diplomatic community Ashebourton's side of the conflict.


=Operation Warlord=

Operation Warlord has commenced! At 0245 zulu time, Ashebourtanian Paratroops were dropped behind projected enemy lines. MV-22C Osprey aircraft have also inserted assault shock troops to assist the paratroopers. Special Operations forces continue to provide forward intel on enemy movements. At 0515, the first wave consisting of three Marine regiments, five Army Battalions and support augments have landed on the beach. Naval aviation units have begun to strafe further inland to provide close air support for landing troops. One battalion of mountaineers have gotten over the northern most cliffs in the AO. The mountaineers have encountered enemy forces defending coastal artillery in that vacinity. Destruction of these batteries is crucial for the success of the operation. Command has yet to hear word of their success. The invading force continues to storm the beach...

[Estovakia 13]

The Estovakian Fleet near Syrakhstan was now moving tours its enemy waters, water opposition they will meet them head on to prepare the invasion. Near Wananda another Estovakian Fleet that was keeping an eye on the Syrakh Naval units that were Guarding the Beach landing,The Estovakian Navy have now begun to engage them as well in three units. A is attacking from the left Flank, B is going straight down their throats, and C is attacking from the right flank, hoping to cut off their retreat.

[Carcassonne]

King Darius

The King was close to a broken man. He had heard the explosions and now he could see the damage across the news. They were at war with Britcan but we had been so careful, there were no reports of civilian deaths in Britcan and they do this.

8 missiles were fired from confirmed Britcan vessels. They did not target military targets. One had hit a school, one a hospital, one residential area, one had hit the royal palace and 2 had failed on route and two had hit small villages. Early reports estimated close to 12,000 civilian deaths.

The bomb which had hit the Royal Palace in Susa destroyed everything, the Kings three younger children were in the gardens when the bomb hit. They felt no pain was the Kings only consolation. The Britcan scum had killed his wife and three children. Only him and his oldest son were left. The cities were bombed, 12,000 were dead.

There was no doubt they were Britcan in origin, bomb fragments had been traced to Britcan and satellite images showed where they originated from.

General Saracen

General Saracen of course knew about the events in Carcassone, he was awaiting the Kings orders. In the meantime was the issue of Viperia. What the hell had happened. Reports said Carcassone had invaded, bull. Call the Viperian leader he snarled, we had nothing to do this and we can prove it with an analysis of the DNA of these so called soldiers.

Lord Salazar in Teknaf

Lord Salazar was sat in the meeting at the Commonwealth Parliament. A package was passed to him by his assistant who was visibly upset, a tear ran down his face. He stood up and marched too where the Maharaj was sitting. This was his conference, he must be informed. 12,000 innocent people were dead, the royal family nearly wiped out. He passed the package showing the targets, the lists of the dead, the photos of the King children and then waited. This was an act of terror by Britcan. They must be stopped. This was the last chance for the Commonwealth to act with integrity and honor.

[Ionian Knights]

Sofia looked at the delegates around her. The one she most wanted to be shot dead on the floor was the man across the room: The Prince of Britcan. She had told the Counsel right before the delegates spoke to start Gamma Protocol, which locked down the entire island chain of Ionia. No one was to get in, and the only ships or planes to leave the island were to be given the okay sign by officials. Then with that in mind, the Counsel took over, using ideas they knew Sofia would agree to and that country would as well. They launched a naval squadron to the islands in the Southwest, for plans of building an empire, and to get more land for their people. They also sent their best destroyers to the Britcani shore on the intention to decimate the shoreline defenses and prepare for the incoming invasion that would begin soon after. Lastly, they radioed the Admiral of the fleet heading for the Britcani fleet to join with allied forces if he saw them and merge into a massive fleet with the sole intent to decimate all sea competition in this part of the region. Sofia was told this right before she was about to speak, via cell phone, and nodded at it's approval. She then spoke, "Ladies and Gentleman of this Meeting. We're dealing with an enemy that chose to attack Ionia without cause." Her eyes showed fire. "Britcan must be punished for it's actions. It may not have bombed Teknaf Airport or took out a suspected Nafi ship, but it did bomb us, I will tell you that. And for that, they must be punished someway or another. There is also the island that Estovakia has taken near the Wanandan coast. That island was historically ours, and when this war is over, I'd like to see it split between us and the nation of Carcassonne. We will also help with the relief effort of most nations attacked by the horrific events of these past days, but there will be no peace until I see Britcan face punishment for it's attacks!" and with that, she sat back down, drumming her fingers.

[Britcan]

Prince James stood up. He still looked awful; He face showed the obvious signs of burning and a couple of scars from cuts that had not been visible until after he'd been cleaned up due to the sheer amount of blood on his face. The worst was on the parts of his body hidden by his new suit. The rest of his body was extensively covered in bandages. However, despite the fact that he was excruciating pain he didn't show it in the slightest and still carried his ceremonial sword proudly. He looked Sofia in the eye with a chilling determination. "The people in this room are not fools so don't treat us like we are. Every person here knows that your nation was both allied with Syrakhstan and wanting to increase it's power. I have no doubt that, had you not been hit with this pre-emptive strike, you would have joined the war on their side to increase your territory. The government of Britcan acted to prevent the Syrakhstani attack gaining support from your nation." The Prince continued to look Sofia dead in the eye as he sat down, eventually turning his gaze back to the Maharaj after a few seconds.

[Estovakia 13]

Czar Smirnov who was still up looked back at Prince James and then back at Sofia. Comrade James, your determination and conviction is admirable considering your current state. I support my colleagues preempted strike. We are a military society and view this as a legitimate action as we would have done the same thing. Now those missiles your father use, good weapons but its a cowards weapon, is it not better to face your enemy on the battlefield with honor, instead he decided to attack population centers with WMDs. At least they are not nukes but the damage done.

[Kherkov]

==Commonwealth parliament, Teknaf==
The Kherkovian delegate, Vitaly Dubnikov, continued to look around the room. He was a man in his mid 40s, a seasoned diplomat. He had spoke for Kherkov on many occasions. Prince James caught his eye. "Poor kid." Dubnikov thought to himself, "He's in a bloody state." Then Dubnikov looked over to Sofia, who was staring icily at Prince James. Everyone knew that they wanted an empire, and Vitaly understood that they had to be on Kherkov's side when they started building it. Then the Czar of Estovakia began to speak. Vitaly admired their honour, but sometimes thought that honour got in the way of progress. He sat back and waited for his opportunity to speak.

==Operation Warlord, Syrakhstani coastline==
MV22-B Osprey aircraft dispatched a few Paratroop units at 0245 hours. These top-notch units would work with the Ashebourtonian Paratroops to secure important objectives. The highly elite Wolf Ops units were providing intelligence about enemy movements to Kherkovian and Ashebourtonian HQs. Ashebourtonian Special Operations units were also doing the same.
Meanwhile, the Kherkovian aircraft carrier, IS Silverfin, followed the Ashebourtonian naval force. The ship was backed up by two Frigates, the IS Sharktail and the IS Windcatcher, to serve as an escort and defence. The carrier was housing five Eurofighter Typhoon aircraft and six Panavia Tornado aircraft. The Typhoons would attempt to gain air superiority and the Tornados would use their missiles to attack the Syrakhstani beach defences and artillery.
At 0515 hours, the first wave of Ashebourtonian marines hit the beach. The Kherkovian assault came at 0530 hours, supporting Ashebourtonian troops. The first to land were the two Guard regiments, the 11th and 12th Regiments of Guard. Then came the Imperial Marines, a division of the Classe Imperator. And lastly, the White Rangers, a crack sniper unit who would aim to take out Syrakhstani snipers and give Kherkov the long range advantage. Aircraft of the Imperatoris Volans Corpus took off and began to fire their air-to-surface missiles, targeting Syrakhstani beach defences. Typhoons patrolled the skies, and fired upon Syrakhstani aircraft. It was all or nothing.

==Army bunker, hidden location, Kherkov==
"Sir!" Dimich entered with a smile on his face. "The Viperians have broken their alliance with Carcassonne and formed one with Britcan. It seems our operation was a success." Despite being up all night, the Emperor managed to stay awake. He chuckled. "Brilliant, Dimich. Bloody brilliant! Any more news?" Dimich fumbled through his papers. "Not really, sir. Viper seems keen on attacking Carcassonne. We'll have to wait, sir." The Emperor nodded. "Indeed. We'll wait and see whether, and if so, when, the King of Britcan wants to take further action. You know Warlord has started, Dimich?" He nodded. "Yes sir. Our forces really have nothing to do now, other than supporting Ashebourton." The Emperor was silent for a moment. "Yes. Well then, Dimich, I need a good rest before I hear the reports tomorrow morning. "

[Estovakia 13]

The Armada that was sitting outside of Wanandian waters now got orders to go in and kill the Syrakh Navy that was guarding the Beach. Four supercarriers sat behind with destroyer to provide them air cover while the carriers launch their F/A fighters. One by one they got into formation and flew tours the Syrakh Navy with anti-ship missiles and air to air missiles. The rest of the Armada went forward to get within firing range, as they did they split into three fleets. The second Armada was now in Syrakh waters ready to face any opposition ahead of them, F/A already deployed in the air. According to intel the fight was going to be big on both Fronts.


Teknaf==

Czar Smirnov: Also That island, beside Sofia there is another nation that we can split it with, but their delegate is not here. We also wish to extend our Empire, our western borders, we want them to extend and stop where the river coming from the lake in Aprex ends and it will also extend to the SE tours the bottom left point on the backwards L on the border of Northpolistan. Also upon defeat of the Syrakhs we want the land to the east of Great Majorca to become land of Carcassonne. This are the Claims of The Red Star Alliance.
Czar Smirnov sat down and now awaited for Prince James response and possibly Sofia's too along with every ones ells.

[Kherkov]

==Commonwealth Parliament, Teknaf==
Vitaly, with all this talk of empires, knew it was time to speak up. After all, his orders were from the Emperor himself. He tried to flash Prince James a quick nod of greeting before standing to speak.

"It is not only these countries who seek land, comrades. I am Dubnikov, Kherkovian delegate. We are a relatively new nation, friends. Kherkov was only born 20 years ago, after the Unification. Our country is still recovering from the scars of... past events. We have been thrust into this war because we could not bear to let Wananda suffer! And so we intervened. The war has weakened us and our allies. Kherkov believes that it should receive some reparations from the Sultanate, in the form of land. I speak for the Kherkovian people when I make this claim. Kherkov wants some of the Sultanate's southern oil fields. This land must join to the coast, where there is a port. This way we can transport it back to Kherkov. Is it not fair, comrades, for a small nation to be repaid by the wrong-doer who made an innocent nation suffer?" Vitaly left the Parliament with that. He sat down, knowing most of it was a lie. Kherkov wanted power. Luckily he had converted his facial expression to one of a passionate national, maybe even a beggar, hoping that the other delegates would accept his 'plea'. He stared at Prince James, not in a hostile way, but attempting to get the Prince to back him up. 

[Syrakhstan]

==Khali Beach==

Due to the beach's dangerous terrain and natural cliff side they were not expecting an invasion of any large size. As the flags of an Ashebourton ship became visible, a young soldier yelled "We've got a big Ashee coming in hot!" The General in charge ran over and pulled on the young soldier's binoculars nearly choking him "My God, I want at least fifteen men guarding each AA gun, Machine Guns, and Artillery units is that clear! As for the rest of you do not I repeat do not come out until we've got the cover of darkness on our side. You see this sand and clay." The general picked a pile of the sand and detritus at his feet, and threw at the closest soldiers face "Love, embrace it, it your friend, bathe in it. It is your friend it will save your life. We're going to be coming under fire gentlemen men will die." A young man who couldn't be older than fourteen was shaking while making sure he had a firm grasp on his gun. The general bent down and looked the boy in the eyes "Don't worry, it's usually quick." An soldier situated in sniper nest shouted "Here they come!" The soldiers ran for the defenses and many covered themselves in sand, clay, and dirt. As the Ashebourton forces launched their assault on the beach the artillery cannons started firing, and the land mines began to explode it was chaos. It was impossible to tell which say was which, and who was winning. A bullet goes through the Syrakhstani sniper's scope just as he's about to fire and lodges in his school. From within an underground bunker the general screams on radio "We need air support, tanks now!" There's a muffle on the other side of the radio, "SIX HOURS!" The General looked through the gap of his bunker onto the battlefield. "We're just delaying the inevitable. Now all we can do is wait."

==Baluchesse: Syrakshtan==

Alarms and sirens were sounding off in the city of Baluchesse, and citizens were being relocated to the underground military facilities. They were being assembled for reeducation and for military recruitment purposes. Simultaneously many of the men present were being recruited to join the Syrakhstani Army. As a van drove the city broadcasting "Responsible citizens conserve fuel! A chilly home saves Syrakhstani lives. As of June 14th, a curfew of eight o'clock postmeridian has been put in place!" The man in the passenger seat tossed a pamphlet out as it passed every building that said "KEEP SCRAPPING Syrakhstan needs more Rubber, *Metals, Rags, Paper, Burlap. *Seperate the different metals." A soldier slapped a flyer onto the face of building it read "Repel the Joint Menace! Join the Syrakhstani Army!" Depicting King Matthew as a blood thirsty Lion with the Maharani of Nafistan's neck between his canines. The flyers soon could be found all across the cities of Syrakhstan, and television and radio programming consisted only of government run news, propaganda and skits mocking the Joint Powers. The Sultanate was about to face the test of all time it's very way of life, depended on the outcome of the war.

==Al-Riyadda==
"This is Syrakhstan Central News, we're currently standing outside the famed doors of Parliament where the Sultan is scheduled to make a speak any moment now. Oh, and here he is!" The reporter said with excitement. The Sultan walked out of the building with great fervor "You're majesty, what do you have to say about reports about Ashebourton forces landing one beaches just south of Baluchesse." The Sultan stared into the camera "We've proven ourselves thus far, and so have they. So let them come. It's all a matter of who builds the bigger guns, the better bombs. We're not going to turn and run as the fast bullets fly. In the end history will show they've lied, and deceived their citizens to get this far. Our flag, will be the only flag waving in the end of this ridiculous world war that could have simply been a small dispute between two nations. All we need to do is believe, you can see the falsehood in their eyes. They can fasten all the triggers and sit back and watch as the death count gets higher and hide in their palaces as young people's blood flows through the streets. Even their god would not forgive what they've done." As The Sultan began to make his way through the crowd continuing his speech he suddenly stopped on the middle of the Capitol building staircase and fell to the ground "Shut the camera off!" The reporter yelled at the camera man. Within minutes Ambulance sirens began to wail throughout the streets of Al-Riyadda. The Sultan was rushed to the Al-Riyadda Hospital ER. The Sultan's body was pushed into a secluded room "Clear!" the Doctor yelled. The Sultan's chest jumped off the bed but they were unable to reproduce a pulse. The power for the defibrillator was raised "CLEAR!" The Doctor cried out again. The Sultan's chest, and head jumped off the bed, and slight burnt marks were left on the Sultan's chest. His right arm fell off his bed, his hand just barely touching the ground.

Throughout every nation of the Commonwealth excluding Syrakhstan where all media outlets are strictly regulated this message was broadcasted on the CBS channel this message was briefly broadcasted. "This is Commonwealth Broadcasting Services, We have Unconfirmed Reports that the Sultan of the Sultanate of Syrakhstan has died of Stroke."

==Tremon Palace==
Prime Minister Reza Asir received a text message from his assistant that simply read "That's not him."

==Mount Doshavand==
General Vahidi was surveying several computer screens "In all my years, I'll never understand the concept of war. Is it whoever loses the most soldiers wins? Or just whoever gets to the other nation's capital city. I just don't get it." Foreign Minister Al-Salehi interrupted "That's why you ask you kindly to leave the thinking to the politicians, and we leaving the killing to the soldiers." Secretary Thieu looked on at the International news monitor "So it's a success everyone thinks he's dead." The Sultan was sitting at a large ovular shaped metal table playing with some sophisticated laptop "Ha ha, so what's your plan now." The Secretary walked over to the Sultan. "Our plan is to make it look like we're a nation that it's in mourning, therefore sending the invaders home packing." The Sultan closed the laptop, "How do you intend to do that, Syrakhstani's don't get sad, we get mad." General Vahidi turned all the monitors in the room onto one video, "That was actually kind of our point. We intend to launch everything in our arsenal, at the attacking nation's capital cities. A total of one per capital city. However we will have to choose." A curious look came across the Sultan's face "What do you mean we'll have to choose?" General Vahidi pointed at the screen and a list of the attacking nations showed up on the left, while scenarios remained on the right "We only have three trident II missiles, with six nations invading. The Wanandan government has gone quietly submissive therefore I suggest against them. The Estovakian's are well defended against such an attack and as you can see the scenario doesn't play out well. Although it's unlikely it will be successful, it's almost necessary to fire one at Davenport to make it clear that we're annoyed. We can place chemical agents such as smallpox, or mrsa inside the missile bound for Davenport. So should it be shot down in the air any attempts to clean up the wreckage will result in contamination. While due to Kherkov's rather exhibited imperialist ambitions I strongly advise a launch against their capital. While Britcan need I say more.

==Undisclosed location in the Dahna Desert==
June 14th, 2012: 18:00
An armed guard for an oil platform was sprinting for the oil platform's engineer carrying a rolled piece of paper in his hand. "Sir message from Mother Hawk." The engineer grabbed the paper from the guard without hesitation and said "Very well" in a robust manner. The engineer then made his way down the platform into a small office and an alarm began to sound "All workers are to evacuate the platform immediately." The engineer turned to a computer and entered an array of codes and then the platform slowly separated into two. Once the division process was fully complete the alarm process started "Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two, One and Lift Off." This process was taking place on two other fake oil platforms. With that the intercontinental ballistic missiles bound for the three designated capital cites: of Britcan, Kherkov, and Ashebourton began to take off. Hoping to bring yet another tide turner into this war.

[Estovakia 13]

The 13th Armada has no begun to fire upon the Syrakh Navy that was guarding the Beach landings. The Armada split into three groups, A and C will flank the enemy to prevent them from escaping and limiting their options. B will go right down the middle for the enemy flag ship while our Naval aviation engages their ships and their Naval aviation. In a matter of seconds a huge battle broke out on Wanandian waters.

In Syrakh waters the 2nd Armada was now within striking range of the enemy mainland. Ship to shore bombardments have begun on enemy instillations such as Radar sites, AA sites, and enemy CP. Naval Aviation was creating a perimater around the Armada, sitting tight until the Navy does its job then the flyboys will go in with EW planes to and scout planes to locate enemy targets that the bombardment have miss with care in case some of those miss targets happens to be AA sites that are still operational. Upon finding them the F/As will attack them while also taking on the enemy Air force, quite the task ahead.

[Ashebourton]

JUNE 14, 2012 --- ASHEBOURTANIAN ARMED FORCES MOVEMENTS AND DEPLOYMENTS


=Missile Strategic Defense Agency HQ, Undisclosed Location in Ashebourton=

"Sir, I think we have a problem here."
"What is it Corporal, what do you have?"
"The Onyx-1 Sattelite have detected multiple launches coming from somewhere in Syrahkstan. We have yet to determine the trajectory and points of origin of some of the missiles, but it appears as if this one is headed straight for us." *points to the screen.*
"Alert the Defense Minister and send word to Vice-Admiral Theed, he's commanding a strike force equipped with Aegis BMD cruisers...alert the THAAD units around the nation as well! We cannot allow this ICBM to hit Ashebourtanian soil!"
"But sir, what about the other missiles?"
"There's nothing we can do about those, we do not have confirmation of its trajectory. But god help those who will be affected..."



=ANS Valkyrie, Vice-Adm Theed's command ship, off the southwestern coast of Syrakhstan=

"Admiral, we are receiving a coded message from back home"
"What is it?"
"It reads: 'ALERT! ALERT! OFFICIAL MESSAGE! ICBM DETECTED, MANEUVER TO INTERCEPT! SHOOT TO KILL! COORDINATES TO FOLLOW!']. Orders, Sir?"
"We will do as requested, transmit the coordinates to ANS Shark. Their Aegis radars can track the ICBM and launch intercept missiles. Land based THAAD units may not be needed. Message command once we have confirmation that the target has been destroyed."



=Stratosphere=

ABMDS intercept missiles have done there job. Oynx-1 satellites have visual confirmation that the ICBM headed towards Ashebourton has been destroyed. THAAD units are still on high alert.



="Operation Warlord", Khali Beach=

Ashebourtanian forces continue to land on the beach head. The enemy command post appears to have been deserted. Fighting continues near the cliffs as Syrakh forces defend AA and Artillery batteries. Fighting also continues in vast underground bunkers, Syrakh forces provided tough resistance. Kherkov Recon has pushed 20 miles inland, and scouted possible avenues of advance for invading forces. Kherkov and Ashe MV-22C Osprey aircraft continue to ferry supplies to advancing forces as well as ferry QRF troops to counter small unit reinforcements near villages on the southern most hillside. Field Radio operators also intercept enemy communications, linguists continue to decipher these valuable pieces of intel. According to the messages, enemy reinforcements will arrive within a few hours.



=Undisclosed Location near Syrahkstan=

"We will wait six more hours, than we commence our attack.."

[Estovakia 13]

Wananda==

An epic battle is in progress between two Navies. Planes from both side were engaging each other and dropping anti-ship missiles on each others ship. By now The fleet A and C were doing their pincer movement on the enemy flanks while B continues straight down the middle. 3 minutes and the enemy already sank 5 of his ships.


Syrakhstan==

The Ship to Shore Bombardment had ins sue for hours now. With binoculars he could see the bunkers that came under heavy bombardment, they were tough SoBs that the infantry will have to deal with. Satellite imagery showed target locations more inland, even though he know there are more but he could only see what the satellites could spot. His bombardment will hopefully destroy what he can in a ten mile zone around the beach sites. The Syrakhs sure have to have deep hardened bunkers that were not on intell, at least its inland but still something the ground ponders will have to deal with. By now whole Mechanize Infantry with troop carriers and MBTs were now going to their respected Zubr (Bison) Air Cushion Landing Craft who are armed with AA, a, and missile artillery. Each amphibious assault ship can lunch 2 air cushions at a time, the first wave will be at Regimental strength, of course some of those my be unlucky if they get hit. Above on deck the Air Assault Battalions were getting ready as well and the Naval aviation were taking turns in landing to refuel.

OOC: wont move forward until responded by Syrakhstan, I'm stuck for now. Except for the Parliament session, I can continue on that but some people are missing on that to. School should be out by now?

[Great Majorca]

Commonwealth Parliament, Teknaf

Areen listened as the other delegates bickered over who gets what as a spoils of war, the division of Syrakhstan, and the rather flippant attitude toward the continued destruction of nations and people. She felt as all hope was lost and she feared she would need to report back to her father that her mission was an udder failure. Areen had become increasingly more irritated with some of the delegates and their lack of professionalism.

Tremon Palace

Marek looked at the intelligence provided by Asir and looked on in horror as this supported the intelligence Gordon and Thao had provided him earlier in the week. Marek pursed his lips and looked at Gordon and took a deep breath then focused his attention toward Asir saying "While it seems that your sultan is a mad man he is still the rightful ruler of Syrakhstan. I will send his a message explaining our position. But things could be complicated as many other nations are no doubt wanting a piece of your nation. If Great Majorca intervenes we will no doubt throw your nation back to the stone age. We do not want to engage the war mongers that are currently attacking your nation, they are of little concern to us and insignificant. Our primary concern would be relief for the Christian population in Syrakhstan." Marek raised his eyebrow as he saw Asir take a text message. "quite rude" he thought to himself and he raised his hand to summon his personal secretary to take a message he wanted transmitted to the Sultan of Syrakhstan in Teknaf.

Official Communique

Your Excellency -

I am writing to you regarding the current condition which exists in your nation. Great Majorca is deeply concerned with the tremendous loss of life and destruction of infrastructure and natural resources in Syrakhstan. We are also concerned with recent intelligence reports and first hand eyewitnesses of maltreatment of the Christian population in Syrakhstan. The horrible conditions under which the Christians live is not acceptable for any human being regardless of religious affiliation.

Great Majorca is asking that we you cease and desist from persecutiong your Christian populace and extend basic humanitarian rights to the Christian Syrakhstanis. Great Majorca cannot stand by as this minority group is persecuted and will take action to stop and bring relief to the Christians within your border. We are here to offer any assistance you might require to bring about this necessary change.

God's Speed and Blessings,
Marek I, King of Great Majorca, Grand Duke of Sarfina and Ohgen

[Northpolistan]

In the Parliament, Prime Minister Mickaël Fournier sat back listening to all the senseless accusations flying across the room. "When will these fools understand that peace is easier than war?" he muttered under his breath. A man came up from behind him and reached over his shoulder to set a small note on a silver plate in front of him before leaving hurriedly. The Prime Minister unfolded the letter slowly, finding a message that horrified him within. "Syrakhstani jet fighters intercepted a Northpolistan Airlines passenger flight that veered into Syrakhstan airspace and shot the plane down, killing two hundred thirty three passengers and crewmembers. The flight's origin was Northpolopolis, Northpolistan and was bound for Katōbe, Nakahara." A second message was inscribed below the official news statement; it was from the committee in charge of the investigation back home. "Sir, it appears the plane had its radio on and was open for communications throughout its flight. The Syrakhstanis made no attempts to warn the plane." The Prime Minister sat back shocked. He pulled out a cigarette and began smoking in the Parliament building, knowing very well this was not allowed. "Will the Prime Minister of Northpolistan please extinguish his cigarette?" the Speaker called from the front of the session. The Prime Minister stood up, cigarette still lit in hand. "This war has gone too far! I've just received word that a commercial liner from my nation was shot down in Syrakhstani airspace on the way to Nakahara! We are not even in this war, and yet each and every one of you in here have not made a single attempt to draw the line between what is ethical and what isn't! There are wars for ethical causes, but this war does not have a single ethical cause to defend! Furthermore, the civilians killed on the airline could have gone home unharmed! According to reports, the plane had its radio on the whole time, capable of communicating with the Syrakhstanis! Not a single warning to turn back or be shot! I implore this body to end these inhumanities now! Northpolistan is deploying humanitarian aid to all war-torn zones as we speak regardless of which side of the war they're on! Why can't we all just go back to being at peace?" The Prime Minister collapsed back into his chair, having spilled what had been on his mind for days now in an emotional display in front of the greatest powers of the Commonwealth Society. He began lighting another cigarette, his first one having run out. Nobody seemed to care now; it appeared that there was more to be discussed.

[Britcan]

==Britcan==
Alarms blared inside of the base. A ballistic missile was headed towards Britcan. The commander of the highly secretive base, a man in his fifties with greying hair, ran over to the receiver and barked orders into it. Britcan's anti-missile defence systems had been on high alert since the invasion of Wananda. Britcan had faced a situation like this a little over a year ago, the defences had worked then. The commander hoped that the success was more than a stroke of luck. Missiles designed for shooting down ICBMs were fired from bases on the south-eastern coast. Several had been rendered inactive due to the Carcassonnian bombings. The missiles shot towards it. Hitting it was a difficult task, like hitting a bullet with another bullet. One of the missiles hit, but it was only a glancing blow. The missile began to veer off course, dropping more quickly than it should. The missile hit the ground, causing a massive explosion. It hadn't hit the capital but a small costal town in the province of Kex that was completely obliterated. The town was already evacuated due to the fighting. It had been holding a company of soldiers who were manning costal defences. They were all dead or dying.

==Teknaf==
Mere minutes after these Prince James received a message, giving details of the missiles and the events involving the Northpolistan Airlines passenger flight. He stood up in front of the room. "Ladies and gentlemen." He said. "If you could stop with the territorial claims for one moment. I have just received word that while we sit here, debating peace, Syrakhstan has launched attacks on multiple nations, one of which has declared themselves neutral. A few minutes ago, while we sat here striving for peace, three Syrakhstani ballistic missiles were launched. One was directed at our capital, the other two at targets to the east. However, their crimes do not end there. They have shot down a Northpolistani passenger flight destined for Nakahara. This is a clear act of unprovoked aggression against a power who has maintained stern neutrality throughout this conflict." He looked around the room. "I hope this evidence helps you all see the Syrakhstanis for what they truly are." He sat back down.

[Carcassonne]

Salazar stood up, he did not bother walking to the podium. He turned straight to the Britcan Prince. How dare you speak of the sins of Syrakstan. Yor family are the leaders terror in the region. Let's look at your actions.

First you mine the northern waters, destroying trade for decades. Then you invade Ionia without cause. Next you bomb Teknaf but I won't even talk of this for your next sin makes you and your father the greatest terrorist, the greatest evil in the region.

During our bombing of Britcan we carefully picked only military targets, there was no reports of civilan deaths and then you indiscriminately launch 8 warheads aganist Carcassonne, destroying schools, hospitals, offices and more. 12000 Carcassonian civillians dead and more waiting to die in bombed out hospitals. You bombed the royal palace and killed the Kings 2 young innocent children. We do not blame the people of Britcan but You have commited war crimes, your Royal Family are murderous of children, women, the sick.

We demand this parliment declares Britcan guilty of war crimes and arrest its leaders, trial them in the courts, place total sanctions on Britcan, seize all britcan assets abroad and place a travel ban on its leaders. Do we ask for too much that the terrorist leaders of Britcan are arrested, no, we should ask for more and unless this body acts we will resolve this issue by force, Britcan will bleed.whatever your feeling about who bombed teknaf, delegates, look at this bombing of Carcassonne and act before it is too late.

[Syrakhstan]

==Mount Doshavand==
Foreign Minister Al-Salehi walked over to Princess Suraya and looked her in the eye "I've received foreign intelligence reports that the nation's at the Commonwealth Parliament are setting victory plans up to divide up us up like cake. We can't let that happen, I have to stay here with your father, and as far as the world thinks he's dead and you're Sultaness so." Al-Salehi smacked both of Suraya's cheeks, they both turned red and a small amount of tears started to flow from her eyes. "What the hell was that for?" Suraya asked. "You need to look like you're in some sense of mourning." Al-Salehi looked pulled a large crown out from behind his back, "Your mother's crown." Suraya looked at with a smile, and Al-Salehi placed it upon her head "Due to Teknaf's close proximity to Mount Doshavand you'll be flying by Helicopter, instead of taking a plane. One more thing you'll be guarded by the Sultan's guards, and NSB officials a total of thirty not my choosing your fathers. He's afraid one of the other nation's will attempt something while you're at the conference."

With all that being said, Suraya Akir the 'Sultaness' of Syrakhstan left the bunkers of Mount Doshavand for a CH-53 Helicopter, which would be followed by two other exact duplicates which would fly in wing formation and rotate in order to be traced by the enemy. During her flight Suraya looked out the window of the helicopter seeing smoke billowing across the nation, and a controlled avalanche on Mount Doshavand, and artillery she simply said "What are we doing?" as she looked at the interior of the military grade helicopter.

As the three helicopters landed in Teknaf International Airport, with increased security, and crews still picking up wreckage she was unaware of what crimes her nation's military had committed. She simply looked around the airport in one gaze, amazed at what one nation could do as she exited the helicopter and quickly entered the car "The Commonwealth Parliament please, and take the long way. I need time to think." She said to the cab driver.

==Tremon Palace==
Prime Minister Reza Asir, started laughing hysterically "I'm sorry but this is just getting ridiculous." he said as he continued laughing. "I apologize for going off topic." He pulled out his internet tablet he pressed the CBS Live News Video Feed App button. "Yes, I'm here in Al-Riyadda where hundreds of thousands, if not millions of Syrakhstani's have turned out for the funeral procession of their famed Sultan Al-Ahad Akir. Many foreign governments speculate that this show of people is being staged by the government, Let us take a moment to listen in to the citizens surrounding the capital square" The camera zoomed in on a man bawling "Up to this age he has done so much for us. Now he is dead, How can I hide my sorrow?" A young teenager looked up the sky crying "Your whole life you suffered, why did you leave us so suddenly? Why? I cannot believe this terrible news! Even if the world collapsed I would not be able to believe it!" The camera looked back at the reporter "Well there you have it, droves and droves are citizens are turning out to mourn the death of Sultan Al-Ahad Akir even though the nation may be at war life in the capital city has practically come to a stand still as citizens mourn the death of their beloved Sultan." Reza Asir pulled out his phone and showed King Marek the text message "I apologize for pulling out my phone earlier, but that's not him. That was one of his very convincing body doubles. They're slapping make up on a pig and calling it brand new. I'm not sure exactly how many body doubles he has now but I know he has at least three but they're rendered useless now."

[Britcan]

The Prince stood up and turned to the Salazar, a furious look on his face. He spoke with gritted teeth. "Before I show the rest of the delegates what you call "military targets" allow me to first refute all your ridiculous claims." He held up a map of the region, pointing to the area north of his nation that had been mined. "Tell me what nation are your ships trading with that cannot be reached due to these mines? Moriban? Kherkov? Aprex? Can these nation's not be just as easily reached by sailing past your allies, the Estovakians?" He put down the map. "What is this "invasion" of Ionia you speak of? We attacked key Ionian Naval targets to prevent them from entering the war on Syrakhastan's side, as I have already explained. Your nation is the invader here; we all know of your attack on the Viperians." His gestured to the Maharaj. "This man, who's home was attacked with a false flag operation has managed to see that it was not us who attacked them. Why can't you? Are you blinded with anger from the death of our wife or are you just a fool?"

The Prince looked around the room. "I bet you are all wondering why we launched missiles at Carcassone. I was not a unprovoked attack as this man would have you believe. These vile men have bombed our nation for weeks, attacked our satellites and destroyed entire streets in a bid to assassinate members of our high command with UAVs. It was not these crimes that caused us to attack them with such force, but a deed so vile that it cannot be explained in words alone." He looked at one of the men accompanying him and nodded. The man began to hand out pictures of the aftermath of the Viperian chemical attack that, with all the Carcassonnian bombings happening at the same time, had been utterly mistaken for a Carcassonnian attack. The pictures, that had been taken by unmanned drones and soldiers in hazmat suits, were the ones that showed the most destruction; classrooms full of dead children, whole families killed in one group, deserted streets and lastly an arial photograph showing the extent of the devastation. "These murdering bastards used a nerve agent known as VX to attack a large area of our eastern province." Said Prince James, his voice full of anger." As far a we can tell they were aiming to hit the province's capital, Oakwood, and were only stopped due to sustained anti-aircraft fire. If they had hit Oakwood this destruction would have been magnified a thousand times. No survivors within the directly hit area have been found yet." He looked around at the delegates. "This is why we sent missiles at them."