Pre-emptive War [MT:Closed]

[Syrakhstan]

More then a dozen cabs pulled to the Commonwealth Parliament. The Sultaness looked at the head NSB agent next to her in the cab "I want you to slap me across the face." she said. The man looked at her with a curious look, "I'm sorry your highness?" The Sultaness grabbed his hand, "Just do it!" the man slapped softly. "Harder!" the Sultaness yelled. The agent slapped the Sultaness across the face in both directions, and the Sultaness, and the NSB agents and her body guards exited the cabs.

As she walked up the steps of the commonwealth parliament she couldn't help but wonder who could ever bring war to this building's doorstep. An agent opened the doors to the parliament "After you, your highness." A mix of fifteen guards, and NSB agents entered before her, then fifteen followed. A gray haired tall man closed the doors to parliament looking outside suspiciously. As the Sultaness entered the building midstream of Prince James argument her calm collected style almost immediately turned into annoyed. She attempted to sneak to her seat, although her large bodyguard entourage made it almost rather impossible. So she decided to remain at the back of the room at an empty seat.

[Nafistan]

The Maharaj was quiet. He listened to the horrors that were unfolding as delegate after delegate spoke in the chamber. "I cannot hear any more of this...this...madness. The world is weary of hate. We see that this song of hate has not benefited humanity. I believe in non-violence. My aim is to refrain from doing any violence myself, and to induce by persuasion and service as many of you here as I can to join me in the belief and practice. My resistance to war does not carry me to the point of thwarting those who wish to take part in it. I reason with them. I put before them the better way and leave them to make the choice. Nonviolence is not a resignation from all real fighting against wickedness. On the contrary, the non-violence of my conception is a more active and real fight against wickedness than retaliation whose very nature is to increase wickedness. I contemplate, a mental and therefore a moral opposition to these hostile actions. I seek entirely to blunt the edge of my enemy's sword, not by putting up against it a sharper-edged weapon, but by disappointing his expectation that I would be offering physical resistance. The resistance of the soul that I should offer would elude him. It would at first dazzle him and at last compel recognition from him, which recognition would not humiliate him but would uplift him. It may be urged that this is an ideal state. And so it is. I would say to my critics here that I cannot look at this butchery going on in the world with indifference. I have an unchangeable faith that it is beneath the dignity of men to resort to mutual slaughter. I have no doubt that there is a way out. I do believe that, where there is only a choice between cowardice and violence, I would advise violence. I would rather have the Rajjoutho resort to arms in order to defend her honour than that she should, in a cowardly manner, become or remain a helpless witness to her own dishonour. But I believe that non-violence is infinitely superior to violence, forgiveness is more manly than punishment. Forgiveness adorns the soldier. But abstinence is forgiveness only when there is the power to punish; it is meaningless when it pretends to proceed from a helpless creature. But I do not believe the Rajjoutho or the Commonwealth Society to be helpless. I do not believe myself to be a helpless creature. Strength does not come from physical capacity. It comes from an indomitable will. I am concerned in preventing the brutalization of human nature but I also know that people who become brutalized in their desperate efforts to get victory over their opponents or to exploit weaker nations or weaker men, not only drag down themselves but mankind also. We are here to stop this and stop it we shall."

[Syrakhstan]

Suraya stood up and started clapping in an almost sarcastic manner. It was obvious that she had been crying her face was red and she still had a few tears rolling down her cheeks. She was only twenty four years old and had just assumed the role of Sultaness. She looked around the room as she grabbed the microphone staring at her nations supposed opposition and supposed allies.

"I apologize for my late arrival the Sultanate is currently in suffering following the death of my father, the Sultan Al-Ahad Akir. I've come here for several reasons, however let me make some things perfectly clear. We have, thoroughly, I repeat. Thoroughly investigated our governments military branches, and no false flag operation has been issued since 1934. Under Syrakhstan Military Doctrine 160 False Flag Operations must be approved by the Sultan himself. My father would never approve of a military attack on Nafistan soil let alone a civilian target. Therefore either: the Britcani government purchased three and only three bombers of Syrakhstan grade knowing that Syrakhstan would be an easy scapegoat for a false flag operation because their government is quite public about their air force bomber grades or a high ranking official in the Syrakhstani military usurped the Sultan in an attempt to cause a war between Britcan and Nafistan. Both are very probable." Surraya took a drink staring at Prince James through her glass, "While you all act as if you reserve the right to demonize the Syrakhstani government but look at yourselves. The main reason I've been told to come her is because you're all attempting to divide our nation as if it were some cake put on a platter before you. 'We want their oil fields, We want what's north of the river.' You're all children. You are all children in men and women's clothing." An NSB agent whispered in the Sultaness's ear. "Of course there is still the matter of the commonwealth's unhesitant use of ICBM's which includes yes my own nation Syrakhstan, along with Britcan, and Viperia." An NSB agent touched his ear rmicrophone, signaled to another NSB agent and slightly pointed at Czar Smirnov then The Sultaness took her seat.

[Estovakia 13]

Czar Smirnov rose up: Your Highness please accept my condolence. According to Britcan ICBM specs says that those were not of Nuclear use, even though they could be refitted to have Nuclear warheads. Your ICMBs on the other hand are a different story. With allies was it really necessary to lunch such a cowardly attack? May I remind you that I dont speak for everyone ells but we of The RSA are not dividing up your countries land, but that may change in the future. I will also remind Parliament that we support Britcan and say that our allied Carcassonne is not responsible for any chemical attacks and that it was foolish of them to make friends of the Vipes whom we condemned for their use of chemical weapons. For now our land claims are that of our Western border expansion, half of the island west of Wananda and half the land to the east of Great Majorca to become land of Carcassone. Czar Smirnov looked around the room with the eyes of a military man that has seen and won many battles and then sat down.

[Syrakhstan]

One of the NSB was visibly laughing, the Sultaness motioned for him to stop as she stood back up "You're serious? I mean you're actually serious. Not all Intercontinental Ballistic Missiles hold or have the capability to hold nuclear weapons. The missiles fired were modified Trident II missiles. Not until just recently we have not had the capability to buil a nuclear weapon. Not only have we made this quite public, but we've made it public that we intend to build a nuclear bomb. After the successful detonation of 'Lil Azrael' in the Southwestern Dahna desert the Syrakhstani government has an unofficial 'second launch policy' meaning we will not be the first to launch the nuclear weapon."

The highest ranking NSB official interrupted the Sultaness, "You want all this land, but tell me how exactly do you plan to maintain this wide array of islands, plains and mountains. It's time to face facts the Estovakian nation doesn't have the trump and valor that it once did. More than half your nation's generals are past their prime while the rest are either too young and have been promoted too quickly. While your nation's been waving its armed forces throughout this war out of the hope that it can prove to the world that its still got something. When the fact of the matter is practically all your forces are stationed abroad during this conflict, and if a nation where to send simply enough to fight the reserve and police forces your nation would be flying a new flag." The Sultaness motioned to the NSB agent to stop, and took a slight step back into the group of bodyguards.

[Estovakia 13]

Any invader will be dealt with as it always has, Estovakia her self has defended our people. Our Education system has produce the best officers and soldiers for years, so I dont know where are you getting this information from but its made up to conceal the fact that you will loose to us. You have never fought with or against us before you do not not the Estovakian spirit. As a massive nation such as our selfs, how to operate this vast lands is of no challenge to us, again you know nothing of us Estovakians. It will be your downfall and history has proven this many time not to underestimate us. We are of same age but you are more naive then I thought. Czar Smirnov sat back down with the cold emotionales demoner of a Estovakian.

[Syrakhstan]

Every NSB agent started laughing none of them even attempted to cover their laughter. The head of the group looked at the Czar "Education can only take one so far in the battle field. You can know how a cannon fires but not knowing your enemies nation's terrain, how they're most likely t to act on the battlefield, their economic enemies and allies, their public allies and enemies, their shadow allies and enemies. Schooling and training can only take one so far on the battlefield. None of this information has been created and or falsified as you may know the Syrakhstan National Security Bureau not only monitors the internet activity of Syrakhstani citizens and its government, we also monitor every other nation's internet, phone and television usage for defensive purposes of course." The Sultaness stepped in front the NSB agent looking at the Czar with disgust "That's enough both of you, we have not come to this conference for the purpose of territory claims. There shall be no land claims, we're not going to divide up this world as if we're its only inhabitants. We are not going to argue and knit pick about simple things, we're going to communicate and compromise and put an end to all this utter bull shit!" The Sultaness's face turned red as her scream was heard throughout parliament, and her hair had unraveled from its neat bun formation falling in her face. One of her guards both slightly frightened and laughing at her anger outburst.

[Ashebourton]

JUNE 15-18, 2012 --- ASHEBOURTANIAN ARMED FORCES MOVEMENTS AND DEPLOYMENTS



="Operation Warlord", Khali Beach=

Ashebourtanian and Kherkov forces have established a secure beachhead. Small pockets of Syrakh troops continue to provide some resistance in local villages. Allied forward observers and field radio operators have tuned it to Syrakh radio channels and have deciphered few of the enemy messages, one such message was of great concern to invading forces, "Reinforcements, ETA 20 mikes!" At that moment, ground commanders haveissue an immediate halt of all combat operations in the area. Area of Operations Commander of allied forces, has issued an order for defensive position to be taken up immediate due to inevitable contact. The beachhead will not be given up, whatever the costs.



="Operation Raven's Talon", Eastern Coast of Syrakhstan=

Unbeknownst to the Syrakhstani high command, Operation Warlord was merely a diversion so that Syrakh forces would be fooled into reinforcing Khali Beach rather than any other beaches. This would also open up a third front on the Syrakhstani homeland, with the combined forces of Ashebourton and Kherkov attacking from the south and Estovakia attacking from the north, thus confusing the Syrakhstani defenders and ensuring that invading forces encounter minimal resistance. The objective of this operation are as followed:

1. Open a third front on the Syrakhstani homeland
2. Overwhelm the opposition
3. Capture the capital city
4. Force the Syrakh goverment to withdraw from Wanandan territory immediately
5. Surrender to terms offered by the CWS parliament

The invasion will employ combined arms between the allied forces of Ashebourton and Kherkov, with Ashe providing the primary ground assault element and Kherkov providing aerial logistics, support units and special forces operators. Paratroopers as well as vertically enveloped infantry will be dropped into enemy territory preceding the initial invasion forces. Artillery cover will be provided by a combined fleet positioned OTH, with aerial close air and air superiority support by the Ashebourtanian Naval Air Forces. Three well armed Marine Divisions, supported by three Army regiments and various other support units. Kherkov will commit numerous support units to include; vertical envelopment units, spec ops units, engineers, and two companies of Marines and soldiers. Enemy positions are expected to be well defended, yet according to various sources of intel, bunker and pillboxes are sparsely scattered around the beach with artillery and observers positioned on the hillsides. Invasion time will be conducted once the green light from command is signaled.



="TCWS Parliament" Teknaf, Nafistan=

"Now representing the Ashebourtanian Government, Ambassador Garcia."

"Greeting all, and thank you for allowing us to speak. As we all know, turmoil has engulfed the region. This all began with the deliberate non-provoked attack of Wananda by the Sultanate of Syrakhstan. As Ashebourton is allied to Wananda, we could not sit back and allow our brothers to endure torment by such rogue nations. In response, we have dispatched troops to assist Wanandan forces and, along with Khekov, planned the invasion of the Syrakhstani mainland to alleviate the pressure on Wananda. As for other warring nations, we have no comments on that as we are not currently engaged in those matters. We also extend out condolences to the nations of Northpolistan and Nafistan for the unprovoked attacks by the what we believe is Syrakhstani covert cells..."

[Carcassonne]

Lord Salazar walked out of the conference, the King had enough of this. Parliment had failed, the Commonwealth had failed. Salazar had been ordered to return to Carcassonne.

It was 20 years since since Carcassonne had opened itself to the ouside world, in that time they had been manipulated, cheated and our people murdered. The Royal family was nearly wiped out.

The King admitted defeat in his mission. Diplomatic chanels would be kept open though our Estovakian allies, the military would be updated but Carcassonne would withdraw.

[Estovakia 13]

It would seam that your guards have not meet an Estovakian on the battlefield, I assure you ar Education produces the best not just for the battlefield, you speak of knowing your enemies yet you do not fully comprehend our system. We are one of the three powers in this region and your nation will fall. The other is neutral and Great Majorca has yet to make a decision, hopefully they see that you have attacked an allied. I see that you fathers only action were through his machinations of other nations via manipulation of intelligence to gather their support. What ever you came here to present, expect little to no support from us. Go ahead tell us, surprise us when many here suspects you as the enemy.

Ah Ambassador Garcia good to see you.


Syrakhstan North==

The Bombardment of the shores and key inland areas has been going on for two days now. The troops were now in their respective zubr and were readying for the Green light. The Naval aviators were in their usual shifts of patrols around the Armada. Behind the Armada from Skira Island two divisions of VDV Airborne troops with light armor were getting into their AN-225. Later they were in the Air along with a Formations of Heavy Bombers such as Tu-95 and Tu-160 supersonic bombers. Above deck the Air Assault Regiments were getting into their Helicopters. Way above Syrakhstan a company of Spetsnaz recon units have parachuted via Halo jumps. 5 Platoons have landed behind enemy lines. The Command Platoon lost half their men when a SAM manage to luck on their plane and shot it down just when half of them jumped out of the plane. That Plane then crashed into the other one by surprise. In all everyone landed where they were suppose to be. Each Platoon will not located enemy Radars, AA sites, Command post, and any target of opportunity like enemy formations. The location will be sent back to the Armada for bombardment and when the invasion starts they will provide support as forward air controllers. For now they found targets and transmitted the info back to the fleet for bombardment, taking care that the enemy knows that they are out there and might be looking for them. The Landings will happen in the same way as the Ashebourtans had their. Beaches A through E with Airborne and Air Assault troops landing more inland to capture key points to slow down and confuse the enemy until the main front catches up to the troops with towns and bridges already in Estovakian hands while the Naval and Air force engage the enemy air force and drop bombs on enemy sites, such bombs can deploy multiple munitions on target area the size of a Football field.

OOC: how am I'm doing so far?

[Kherkov]

== Commonwealth Parliament, Teknaf ==
Vitaly Dubnikov sighed quietly as he listened to the argument unfolding between the Estovakian Czar and the Syrakhstani Sultaness. His bid for land had not been accepted. Prince James had his own problems and the other delegates simply dismissed it. Syrakhstan seemed like it would fight to the end and it would be a long time before they surrendered. "They're unwilling to give up their land," thought Dubnikov. The next thought brought a small smile to his face, "So we'll simply take it from them." The Ashebourtonian delegate rose and began to speak.

== IDF Missile Defence HQ, Kherkov ==
"Sir! Sir!" A young man ran to the old officer. "Missile, Sir! Heading towards Sarinsk!" The officer wasted no time and sprinted to a communications relay. "Activate ID Missiles! Co-ordinates being sent to you now! Activate alarms in Sarinsk! Go!"
Three missiles were launched from various locations around Sarinsk. They were built to take out ICBMs, but had never been used before. Hopefully they would prove themselves. Syrakhstan had launched a Trident II missile at Sarinsk, moving extremely fast. The first two missiles sped towards their target. They failed. The incoming missile was too fast.
In Sarinsk, alarms were blaring. People rushed to underground public bunkers. If they couldn't reach these, they had personal ones in their gardens. This would never protect them from a direct hit from a missile, but they may just protect a family from the edge of a blast.
The third missile was nearing the Trident. It hit, only just, scoring a glancing blow. This did not divert the missile by much. The SLBM hit the suburbs of Sarinsk, destroying a large amount of suburban housing. Many were killed.

== Emperor's Bunker, hidden location, Kherkov ==
Williams rushed though the door. "Grave news, my Emperor. A missile just hit Sarinsk. Many are dead, sir." The Emperor tilted his head. He was silent. "It hit the suburbs, sir. We have received reports that similar missiles were fired at Ashebourton and Britcan, sir. They have reported that the missiles come from somewhere in Syrakhstan." The Emperor spoke, "Well, they're pissed, eh? SO AM I!" He slammed his fist down onto the table. The room fell silent. The Emperor settled down. "Use it as propaganda, if anything. Begin repairs. Divert funds from... eh, environmental conservation... and... well, that's up to the Grand High Treasurer. Any other news before you go, Williams?" Williams nodded. "Yes sir. We've received word that the Carcasonnians have pulled out of the war." "Excellent!" proclaimed the Emperor. "We can change our attack plans. Cancel the embassy mission in Carcasonne. Make sure that the would-be operatives are swiftly executed. Divert the two submarines to Task Force Foxtrot at Raven's Talon. Also, see to it that two more guard regiments, four more Foot regiments, with Cavalry support mind you, and another Wing division are sent to Foxtrot. And send the Prukovian Schuetzen just for good measure." Williams clicked his heels, saluted, and then promptly exited.

[Great Majorca]

Marek gave a puzzled look to Asir and said "are things always this nuts in your country? We shall wait to hear how the Sultan replies to my inquiry and position on the Syrakhstani problem. His response will determine our response." Marek stood up and raised his hand in a gesture of invitation asking him "would you like to see my garden? it is quite lovely this time of year."

[Ionian Knights]

Sofia looked at the Maharaj and almost had to control the laughter in her voice. "Your majesty, you're dealing with a global conflict, and again, you beg for peace. You do realize you're in the middle of the battle ground and if you play like a deer in the headlights, you'll be run over by both side's armies and most likely lose territory." She then looked at the now arrived Syrakhstani Sultaness, and her legion of agents who went head to to head with the Czar. That took guts, considering the stubbornness of the Estovakians. Sofia then turned her attention back to the Britcani Prince. "You keep saying you hit naval targets, but still, you did a pre-emptive strike on my nation, and if it wasn't for my pilot's keen eye, we would have saw a higher civilian death toll than what did happen." She then took a deep breath. "You all now will realize what happens when you anger an Ionian and harm their homeland. As we speak a fleet is going after the invasion by Ashebourton. another is targeting the Britcani coast, and the last will make our point clear that our time as a quiet simple nation is no more. As Grand Master, I made the final decision on those fleets, and as such, I will say this as a personal note. There will be NO peace until Ionia has some victory!"

As she spoke, the Southwestern fleet had quickly made land fall, soon preparing the land for the new colonies that would be in place there by the year's end. The Britcani coast assault fleet was almost within range of their targets. The captain there had a goal on turning the first 5 miles into a waste land of potholes for his landing ships can easily land and have a holding. Then there was that small island just outside the coast that needed to be under Ionian control if this victory was to be successful. the last, and largest warfleet of two full taskforces, each with 40 ships, soon came in visual range of the Ashbourton ships. "FIRE!" The Admiral shouted from his flag ship as cannon flashes lit up the sky. The targets: The landing crafts and the main battle cruisers that could challenge the Ionian fleet. The lone Aircraft carrier that the Ionian fleet had was in that fleet for sake of allied planes having a supply post.

[Syrakhstan]

==Mount Doshavand==
Deep within the bunkers of Mount Doshavand the sounds of Artillery fire could be heard throughout the corridors. As the weight of the bunker was slightly shifted when the Mountain was hit by misfires. Causing older bunkers on the right side of the mountain to slowly become inhabitable and eventually collapse in on themselves, making some sections impassible. The main bunker however maintained, and General Vahidi and The Sultan looked onto the monitors. The Sultan was immediately enraged as he saw the Ashebourton forces launching an assault just to the west of the entrance of Mount Doshavand. The Sultan grabbed General Vahidi by his uniform collar "Kill em' Kill em' all!" The Sultan Hammered. "But sir." General Vahidi questioned looking at the monitors. "No! Send everything, every plane, every soldier, every vessel. Send out any sort of weaponry we've got. So we can make it clear to the international community. That we cried rape! Before they tried to fuck us up the Baghdina canal!"

General Vahidi grabbed hold of the sultan's hands pushing them aside and started to speak into a microphone "Opera Asphyxi Ago" the monitors went black reading "Please enter the eighteen digit authorization code." General Vahidi looked at the keyboard and the finger print scanner next to it. General Vahidi entered an array of letters and numbers on the keyboard, then the computer monitor read "Please complete the identification process." The General looked at the Sultan "Give me your left hand's middle finger." The Sultan looked at the General with confusion, but complied. The computer monitor read "Welcome Sultan Akir. identification process, and authorization process complete." General Vahidi looked at the Sultan "There's nothing we can do now

The Sultanate of Syrakhstan

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs
The Ministry of Foreign Affairs 1701 Dahna Avenue, Shaulang District, Al-Riyadda
Telephone: (823) 341-259-8578
E-mail: Syrakhstan@gmail.com

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To: Great Majorca
From: Syrakhstan, The Ministry of Foreign Affairs
Subject: Diplomatic Communique

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Greetings,

After reviewing your diplomatic communique, not only is the ministry of foreign affairs concerned but the Department of The Interior, and National Security Burea has been notified. There have been no Christians in the Sultanate of Syrakhstan since 1878. Although we encourage diversity within our borders after the enactment of the closed door border policy due to the passing of the Freedom of Information Act in the World Assembly immigration and emigration to and from Syrakhstan has been strictly prohibited. Therefore an increase in the Christian populace is very unlikely. If you have anymore questions please don't be hesitant to email, call, or send me a letter.

Signed,
Foreign Minister Al-Salehi
Head of The Ministry of Foreign Affairs

==Dahna Desert==
With that eighteen firefighting planes stationed in the middle of Dahna Desert just north of an oil rig were being given instructions to take off. "Lets get these babies out of here! The War Department wants an end to these silly invasions! And guess what? So do I!" Yelled an Airforce General, The planes had no intentions on putting out fires, eight were headed for the western front, five for the northern Estovakian front, and five more for the south eastern joint Ashebourton, Kherkov, Britcan front.

Once they neared south eastern Khali Beach front one of the pilots radioed in to the General in the Bunker, simply stating "We have arrived." The general looked peered out of his bunker, "What the hell I asked for bombers, and the send me fire fighters?" The five planes bypassed the Syrakhstani army encampments, and opened their compartments once they were above the Ashebourton and Kherkovian troops. They were loaded with oil and kerosene, instead of water, a Syrakhstani soldier armed with a flame thrower in charge of guarding the bunker immediately set fire to the oil. Four of the planes compartments successfully opened, one did not instead of turning around for repairs the pilot chose to fly his plane directly into an Ashebourtanian naval vessel. As the five planes neared the northern front, bypassing the main bunker radioing into the general "Watch your men." Three planes in unison successfully opened their compartments filled with an array of oil, and kerosene on top of Estovakian soldiers. The two that did not both flew head on into two different Estovakian naval vessels. Then a Syrakhstani soldier armed with a flame thrower sprinted outward setting fire to the lethal mix of flammable liquids setting himself aflame as he was standing on top of the oil.

• Due to weather conditions surrounding Mount Doshavand the eight aircraft scheduled to aid the western front have been delayed for four hours.

==Somewhere off The Wananda Coastline==
The nation's navy which had practically been split in half, one half guarding the western ports near the border of Nafistan and the other the northern waters south of Wananda. A commander in a submarine headed for Wanandan waters intercepted a transmission, and quickly called the general "General, you're going to want to take a look at this." The General read the transmission then looked it over again, "Opera Asphyxi? Vahidi's nuts. Get us out of here to Sudora Beach ASAP. Move it people some time today would be nice!" The submarine without hesitation made its way for the coastline of Sudora Beach.

While the three remaining fleets stationed in Rialzen port just outside Nafistan have been ordered to leave and engage the Ashebourton vessels supporting the invading forces on. A colonel a cruiser leaving the port of Rialzen wrote in his log the day the ship left port.

June 20th, 2012

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Colonel's log, We've just been given orders to head to Khali Beach. A New fronts opened up, and the War Department wants us to put an end to it before it has a chance to gain any true foothold. The Military must be testing weaponry high up on the peaks of Mount Doshavand, the birds seem shaky the crew keeps hearing the sounds of large artillery fire from the mountain but we haven't seen anything of the sort. We can see smoke columns rising from the distance of Khali beach, one can only pray that we aren't facing extreme conditions like Sudzan last year. The Sultan may be dead, but with Operation Asphyxi being initiated he might as well still rule this place. But when the bullets start flying it doesn't matter which politician your taking orders from, or which flag you're flying under all that matters you live fight another day, and deal with more bullshit.

==Al-Riyadda==
Public Speakers were wailing "Men older then twelve years, and women older then sixteen years should see their nearest recruiting center immediately or face sever punishment.

The Capitol Building is set ablaze

Operation Asphyxi has been initiated Al-Riyadda is now a front city all ministries and departments are hereby ordered to burn all documents and leave Al-Riyadda to the city of Asgabhad." A man dressed in military uniform could be seen dragging a parliamentary member out of the Al-Riyadda Capitol building "Can't you hear, Operation Asphyxi has been initiated!" The woman looked at the man and pleaded in sign language, "You think you're funny do you!" The soldier yelled at the woman, grabbed out his pistol and shot the woman point blank range. Men could be seen throwing books out of buildings, and piles of burning books lined the streets of Al-Riyadda. "Leave no traces, that's what the doctor order!" A general ordered yelling down the doors to basement corridor of the Al-Riyadda Capitol building. "Didn't sign up for this..." The engineer mumbled under his breath fiddling an array of boiler pipes. The engineer wiped some sweat off his brow before touching one last nob in a very nervous manner he looked up at the basement corridor and the general was already gone. The engineer took a deep breath, and with one twist of the large nob the boiler exploded setting off a domino effect exploding the other boilers throughout the Capitol buildings basement setting the Capitol building ablaze. Al-Riyadda was in flames.

==Tremon Palace==
The Prime Minister's body guard looked at him and remained silent, Pm. Asir looked at King Marek "You've no idea, you would think running a sandbox would be a lot less dramatic." The Prime Minister said laughing, "And yes, I would love to see your garden."

==Commonwealth Parliament==
The Sultaness couldn't help but laugh at what Sofia had said but then her stomach began to rumble "I'm hungry, anybody else hungry?" She said looking around the parliament building she crossed eyes with Prince James, and the Czar "Not you two, you two are nothing but wasted space. Just kidding, no but seriously." She looked at an NSB agent "You, go find a produce cart or something of the sort and bring back lots of goodies. No matter what you must bring back grapes and pineapple." She said smiling, the agent looked at her oddly but complied and left. "Where were we?" the Sultaness said, sitting down nonchalantly tossing her high heeled feet up onto the table.

[Estovakia 13]

CWS Parliament.

Your disrespect and ill manner will be your downfall, your fathers country will burn. And in the end you will see as the flags of three nations will rise over your Capital building and you will watch as the Northern part of your Country will now belong to Estovakian Empire.


Syrakhstan North==

The Fleet Marshal saw as two of his Destroyers were sunk. 2 out of 40, hmpf this is nothing but its still annoyed me. Green light I say again green light. With that the Spetsnaz platoons behind enemy lines were targeting enemy radar and AA sites with lazer coordinate range finders and reported the rang to the Fleet. Enemy Targets were destroyed by the bombardment, Radar and AA sites many of them gone, confirm by the Spetsnaz on site. One Spetsnaz platoon was now in a firefight with an enemy patrol that was coming up on their hill. Over head Estovakian Air Force and Naval Aviation were over head. The fighters were engaging the enemy Air Force The other half was dropping bombs on enemy formations that were marked on their HUDs. The Spetsnaz now switched jobs were heading tours the two key towns that had crucial bridges for them to capture. By the time they were within sight of the towns 4 of the platoons combine to make two Battalions. The 5 Platoon was fighting enemy patrol and the hill was pounded by friendly and enemy artillery. Three AWACS birds were near the Armada, their powerful radars they were directing the Air Battles and the Fighter bombers on their approach to targets. Many fighters and fighter bombers were lost.

Over head the Heavy Bombers now begun to drop their payload on the beach that was to become the landings sites. 2 miles of beach and areas around the beach now looked like the surface of the moon. Who ever was down there, they hope to be in good bunkers, some the bombers hoped were too old and would be destroyed. Then some SOB looked onto the bomber formation and manage to shoot down 6 bombers. The AWACS was now directing fighter to intercept.

The First wave of Zubrs were now making landfall. They were tanks of the sea with AA, Artillery, and Multiple rocket launchers opened up on targets that they could see. This Zubrs were armored as well. Some were taking out by land mines. The Forward hatch open and three T-80s came out spreed in line formation and open up on entrenched enemy. One such T-80 was taking out by an anti-tank mine. Another Zubr hatch went down and 4 BMPs with 12 soldiers inside came out. Another came out with BTR-90s, many came out with Companies of Heavy and light Soldiers. 3 out of the 10 Zubrs blow up from enemy artillery and heavy enemy anti-tank emplacements. The Estovakians skillfully move about from crater to crater but it was more difficult in some areas for the Armor to advance. They found them selfs as mobile pillboxes and along with the infantry now being to suppress and return fire on the enemy trenches and emplacements. The Estovakians were being hindered by enemy landmines and fire form the pillboxes and trenches. The first real wall was that of rife, Engineers begun work with Type C fire Equipment and simply pile huge amount of sand over the fire to to make wholes for our forces to go through while officers were now calling Artillery on the enemy positions. A Battalion size force was now on beach, with that the Zubrs were on see but lost 3 more to enemy fire. The Second wave came pass them. Over head two Divisions of Airborne troops were heading tours unknown location behind enemy lines.

[Ashebourton]

JUNE 21, 2012 --- ASHEBOURTANIAN ARMED FORCES MOVEMENTS AND DEPLOYMENTS



="Operation Warlord", Khali beach=

Ashe and Kherkov forces have reported the enemy fire has begun to diminish and Commanders have declared that the beachhead is secure for the moment. Unsuspectingly, enemy aircraft began to drop some sort of flammable liquid onto the coastal area, Naval firefighting vessels however did manage to extinguish a majority of the fire, but not before temporarily halting the Marines advance and destorying several LAVs and AAVs. As a result, allied forces have begun to regroup after the fire bomb so that second offensive push can be made. Two Marine Regiments did manage to surround what is suspected to be stiff enemy resistance near the eastern portion of the objective area, this area now affectionately known as "Devil's Pocket" , a collection of villages and minor city centers, has been a nuisance to allied forces since the beginning of the invasion. Civilians are still suspected to be in the vicinity, so airstrikes have been effectively ruled out. Assault of the "Devil's Pocket" has been ordered by Ashe brass, yet, forces have yet to get the official green light on the operation.

Ashebourtanian Marines fighting house to house.

="Operation Warlord", Combined Support Fleet=

The Ashe Missile cruiser ANS Resilient begins to list starboard and begins to slip into the sea after it was hit with an apparent Syrakh kamikaze aircraft, as sailors on other vessels watch in horror. As a result, Anti-Aircraft measures on other been doubled on all vessels, with Phalanx CIWS guns keeping a vigilant eye for enemy aircraft. Marine LAAD gunners also keep watch on the beaches for low-approaching aircraft.
Reports have been circulating of a rumored Ionian Fleet heading our way, yet not much else have been determined. Commanders have ordered three additional attack submarines to deploy from Naval Station Charlottestown to the allied fleet to provide security though. Several Destroyers have also been rerouted from positions southeast of the landing beach to a rear guard position behind the fleet to act as a buffer and as enemy observers.



="Operation Raven's Talon", Dahna Beach=

Ashe AAV-7's and LCAC transports begin to ferry Marines and Troops from Littoral Class Assault ships to shore. Marine Commandos and various other Army units have begun to bombard the nearby Mount Doshavand area in preparation for a combined assault by Estovakian Spetznaz and Ashe MARSOC units via HALO insertions. 14 Ashe long-range stealth B-2 Spirit have flown 20 straight hours from airbases in Ashe to drop a total payload of over 700,000lbs. in an attempt to soften up enemy fortifications on the mountain. Meanwhile, Ashe F-35B strike fighters have begun to perform VSTOL takeoffs from various Ashe Carriers to begin attacking military installations within the capital city center and surrounding areas. As the division of Marine attempt to subdue the mountain, two others bypass it completely and head directly to Syrakh capital. The first objective is to capture all enemy airports and airbases. Extreme resistance is expected in and around major city centers. Pressure must be kept on the enemy so that they realize we mean business, we will continue to fight until they lay their weapons down. MV-22C Osprey aircraft consistently provide resupplies and medevac the wounded to the rear echelons.

Ashebourtanian forces landing on Dahna Beach, taken from a MV-22B Osprey.

=Wanandan Front=

Somehow, enemy forces continue to antagonize Wanandan and Ashe troops. Several villages have been evacuated. Enemy snipers are a continual threat to troops and civilians alike. Headway has been made however, three villages along the coastline have been rid of resistance and Ashe subs continue to patrol the waters of Wananda. Tank encounters are fairly common as the layout of the land resembles farmland and provide tankers with excellent line of sight. It is unsure how this stalemate will come to an end. Allied forces stationed on Wananda can only hope that the invasions of the Syrakh mainland can pursued the enemy forces to stop.

[Syrakhstan]

==Mount Doshavand==

Several of the nation's top military strategists, and high ranking officials from the Syrakhstan's War Department were called to the bunkers of Mount Doshavand by Secretary Thieu to help put an end to the invading forces.

"I may be repeating myself, but the eighteenth army stationed at south eastern Khali beach must retreat. Otherwise it will be completely wiped out." Said a decorated general poking at a highly detailed terrain map of Syrakhstan. "The tenth army will not retreat! Ahmed will fight where he stands down to the very last soldier." General Vahidi hammered. The decorated general slammed his fist on the map "In which case, the eighteenth army is lost!" Secretary Thieu butted in to the conversation ignoring the decorated general's remark "We need to focus on the Western front, and the Northern front, and drive them out with a relentless and mighty assault. Then we can focus on ridding ourselves of the south eastern front. The Air Force is continuing to prove affective however the army can definitely be doing more. I've ordered an array of weaponry from VMK Aktiengesellschaft for the Army, that hopefully might make it so we can continue to hold out." An Air Force General had a smug look on his "Funny how we've been doing all the work, yet the army gets the new toys." Secretary Thieu looked at the Air Force general "You'll be rewarded, in time." The Secretary looked at General Vuono the commander of the army "Before I tell you what you're getting I need to our current stats, and were we stand."

General Vuono propped a suitcase up onto the ovular table on top of the map and pulled out several files. "The Military has mainly been the nation's first choice however reports are starting to show that after the Air Force got its rapid increase in funding its been the primary choice, they're receiving approximately eight percent more every month we used to be the primary choice but we're no longer in fact we're tied with the Navy for second place. While there have been a total of twelve thousand deaths approximate, and we believe forty fall under the category of friendly fire, and lack of medical treatment." A look of disappointment came across the Secretary's Face "All our forced conscription laws, and this all you can give me excuses? We're practically a stratocracy, the fact that they were even able to enter our waters should be an embarrassment to you gentlemen!" The Secretary yelled looking at the generals throughout the room.

A lieutenant general not much older than thirty entered the bunker midstream the secretary's statement. "Ah, Shaufa I put 'Asphyxi' into effect last night. Al-Riyadda is now considered to be a front-line city." General Vahidi stated, the lieutenant general saluted General Vahidi. "You're now in charge of defending the Shaulang district." The Lt. General's neck grew stiff, "If there's a battle in Al-Riyadda we'll fight to the last man. However there's over four and a half million civilians in Al-Riyadda and the outlying suburbs along, they have to be evacuated." General Vahidi's face looked solemn "I appreciate your concern, but we can no longer worry about these so called civilians! We have to be cold blooded just like our enemies." Lt. General Shaufa's face looked somewhat angry "What will become of the women and children? The wounded, and the elderly? The city is already up in flames." General Vahidi quietly said "In a war such as this there is no room for them." General Vahidi and Secretary Thieu then left the room.

A colonel was pacing back and forth down the room along side the table, "The Sultan's lost complete touch with reality, and Vahidi isn't far behind. While Thieu thinks buying a six dozen or so more tanks will truly put an end to this he's nuts. Ahmed's scattered units can barely defend themselves as it is, and now they want to completely ignore that front it's insane!" An old General that had lived through another Sultan was listening in on the conversation from afar "Go tell them that yourself." The colonel looked at the man "They wont listen, and you know that." The General laughed to a degree "Well something needs to be done." A young soldier butted into the conversation "We're all soldiers, we've pledged our allegiance to this nation and the Sultan." The old general looked like an angry bull staring the soldier "Then you'll die here when the Ashebourtanians at the damn doorstep you naive peace of shit. A pledge shouldn't prevent you from thinking"

The Sultan walked into the room slowly in a silk robe, he was unshaven with his beard all the way down to his breast, and it was obvious he hadn't washed for a couple days "You're all nothing but a bunch of despicable, treacherous cowards!" Secretary Thieu reentered the room and walked over to the Sultan with hesitation. "Sir despite recent events, no matter what I wont allow you to insult the soldiers..." The Sultan looked at Secretary Thieu "They are cowards, contemptible, disloyal failures!" The Secretary yelled at the Sultan "Your highness this is outrageous!" The Sultan punched the Secretary knocking him to the ground, "Our generals are the scum of the Syrakhstan people, I can't bare the thought to think they've walked the same soil as me! They call themselves generals! Years at military academies just to learn how to operate artillery! They've no shred of honor! I should have had liquidated all the high-ranking offers decades ago! You shall all pay with your own blood, you will all drown in your blood for when they come they wont just come for me, you are the true criminals. Under these circumstances I'm no longer able to lead. It's lost, it's over, they've won. The war is lost. Gentlemen if you believe by any means i'm going to succumb to their diplomatic spiel you are seriously mistaken. I would much rather blow my brains out. You gentlemen are permitted to do as you wish.

General Vahidi, and Secretary Thieu escorted The Sultan to his bed chamber while the military personnel entered a debate on where to go from there.

"What now?" a young soldier questioned. The Older general exhaled, an exasperated look on his face "I think it's time we performance." Lt. General Shaufa looked at the older general "You want to surrender? That's unthinkable. This country doesn't need a repeat of September 1663! Never!" One of the military strategist butted in, "The fall of the Sūriyzaqstan Empire? You're Serious, if it's imperialistic ways didn't kill it, its deficit and trade imbalance would. The empire was bound to collapse. Empires rise and fall all the time, but new nations are born out them, that's what's great about them." Lt. General Shaufa looked at the strategist annoyed knowing he had been bested. "You heard the sultan. He no longer leads us we're permitted to do as we please." The Old General raised his hands up in the air and started to make air quotes with hands "You gentlemen are permitted to do as you wish." Lt. General Shaufa yelled at the older general "The Sultan, is the Sultan he rises with the sun!" General Vahidi and Secretary Thieu walked out of the Sultan's bedroom chamber, General Vahidi stated "He'll pull himself together." The older general stared General Vahidi down "Perfect, and what happens then." General Vahidi was about to retort to the older General's comment when a loud gunshot could be heard that echoed throughout the chambers of the bunker. General Vahidi closed his eyes for a couple seconds then looked down at his waist, his pistol wasn't there the Sultan must have taken it when escorted him back to his chamber with the Secretary. Time stood still in the bunker, the generals simply looked at each other and neither of them said anything to each other.

Secretary Thieu ever so slowly walked towards the Sultan's bed chamber. Secretary Thieu then placed his foot in the door and saw the Sultan laying on the bed with an exit wound through his parletal lobe. The Secretary placed his right hand over his mouth, and started to shake rapidly. He walked to the main bunker room "He. He. He's dead..."

Lt. General Shaufa fell to the floor crying, The older general quietly scoffed out of anger. General Vahidi looked around the room "I'm going to contact the ministry of foreign affairs. Unless there are any objections. This war will hopefully be over by the end of the week." The room remained silent, "Good, however I want all forces to maintain positions, and continuing fighting until we've made contact understood we're going to be contacting the Ashebourtanian government for a surrender not the Kherkovian, or the Estovakians, or the Britcani government. I'll be ordering a troop withdrawal from Wananda Tuesday in the middle of the night, hopefully that will give us enough time to conceal what we've done."

[Estovakia 13]

Syrakhstana: The Northern Front==

Estovakian soldiers were moving from crater to crater and eventually come to a wall at the other end of the beach head which leads inland. Over the wall were enemy trenches and bunkers, lots of them. So much has happened, enemy mines and artillery fire has killed many. Over this wall were enemy soldiers waiting for what was to come. Captain Pavlenko of Alpha Company was crouched by a section of the wall. Around him were medics trying to save who they could, the cries of those wounded could be heard throughout the beach. It was a nightmare at first with those beach obstacles and mines but the engineers under enemy fire manage to make gaps in many area as landing zones for the Zubrs to make it through. By the time the second wave would come and land the heavy armor. The Major in charge of this regiment was on the radio.

Seconds later the area beyond the wall was bombarded for ten minutes, the final volley being that of smoke that hopefully let the Estovakians get really close to the enemy. Officers and Sergeants now put on their thermal goggles to see through the smoke. Over head the Air War was shifting back and forth, and explosions could be heard overhead. Then came the Airborne transport plane, three of them took a SAM hit from a site that the bombardment miss. twenty thousand troops then jumped and the sky behind the enemy positions was full of parachutes, they landed in the in open fields behind the enemy front line with light armor, by then ten AN-225 were shot down. The Captain looked behind towards the sea and saw that the second wave had landed in an area already cleared by the engineers. Now our force strength was that of a Corps, and with that another barrage from the ships landed in the enemy trenches and bunkers this time.

The Zubrs launched their volley that impacted the second row of defenses and then launched smoke over the wall. With that the thirteenth Guards Corps went over the wall and assaulted the first line of trenches. Estovakian quickly set up machine-gun positions and provided suppression fire for the troops while the Zubrs provided heavy support cover as well from the shore line. The plan was for Alpha and Bravo to attack the center and push into the enemy line. Charlie and Delta will advance on the flanks of the defenses while the VDV Spetsnaz Airborne soldiers attack the same way from the rear. Moving from cover to cover the Captain and his Section were getting closer to the first line of defense, he stopped at one to see that the other sections were also slowly gaining ground. One group stop to return fire while the other moved to the next set of cover. The Machinegun nest also tried to move in close and set up again to suppress the enemy. The enemy fire was terrifying but Pavlenko kept going, soon it was going to get close and personal with the enemy while our own artillery shifted to the second line. By now the BMPs and BRT-90s were over the wall via ramps and join the assault.

[Viperia]

The War Room, Vipragarad, Viperia
'Sir! Missiles from Syrakhastan! They've hit Britcan and Kherkov and one was headed for Ashebourton but our reports about that are a little slim.', shocked at this latest development the Premier replied 'Well this is the last straw! I promised my people a war and by Vipra they'll have one! Are the forces of Operation Hammer ready?', 'Yes Sir prepared and ready to be deployed!' cried a rather exuberant Zhukov, 'Well then, give the word to my generals that Operation Hammer is to be initiated, also Zhukov tell Airbase Raptor to re-prepare Operation Snakebite...just in case.', 'Right away sir!' Immediately after Zhukov scurried out the room and gave the order for Operation Hammer to be initiated and for the infamous Operation Snakebite to be readied, the stockpiles of VX would never run dry and Viperia's enemies would find that out one way and one way only. Once the Generals had received the orders swathes of Air Fighters Jets and Bombers took off from Viperian Air bases bound for the Ashebourtian's Operation warlord. Naval Defence Force Cruisers and Warships set courses for Syrakhstani shores in order to bolter Ashebourtian and Kherkovian assaults, Liberation Army Soldiers filling the hulls itching for a war with Syrakhstan, force fed propoganda against Syrakhstan and it's 'Demon Leaders', prepared for assaults against the Syrakhstan Forces. 'Send a message to Emperor Zachary I telling of our aid and get some of our Generals coordinating with ours. Take similar measures with Ashebourton, we need our attacks to be perfectly coordinated with what ground our Allies have already covered.', 'At once sir!'.