The Quenadian Question [MT/IC/Semi-Open]

[Empire of Symphonia]

"Kind-hearted people seem to think that the goal of the art of war is to somehow defeat your enemies with minimal bloodshed.
On the contrary, and unfortunately, geopolitics does not work like that."
- Holy Empress Christina vi Kiramashi-Sveltz
First Federation Era

Imperial Diet Building,
502 Republica Avenue, Hamasaka District,
Metropolis of Symphony, Symphonia Propera
AFN-UK

"Honorable Lords and Ladies of this august body," the herald shouted,"May I present, His Excellency, the Prime Minister of the Asian Federation of Nations and the Empire of Symphonia, Underminister of the United Kingdom of Aquitayne and Symphonia, and Marquis of Britannia, Akira vi Contruum!"

The heavy wooden doors of the senatorial chamber swung open as the the Akira, followed by the defense minister and the international relations minister, entered the room to the sounds of whoops and applause from the assembled nobility. The media, which had been invited and now occupied the space normally reserved for public audiences, were watching perhaps the most important televised event in the history of Symphonia since the end of the Seong-Kiramashi Conflict. Ever since the election of Akira vi Contruum to the highest elected office, Symphonia's imperial fervor had been on the rise. The recent elections had solidified the new nationalist intent of the electorate, and politicians were now more wlecoming of a sea change in Symphonia's foreign policy. Thwarted by Aquitayne's King and the UK Prime Minister in the quest to annex Insula Fera in Astyria, the kazoku aristocracy had set their eyes on imperial warfare overseas.

After short debate within the Imperial Cabinet and the emperor himself, the apparent decision that had been made had set the Imperial Senate on furor.

As the group stepped towards the central dias, the cheering seemingly got louder, dying off as the prime minister waved his hands to silence the floor. The media cameras started rolling the live feed, broadcasting the speech to the entire world.

"My friends and colleagues of the Imperial Senate," Akira began," The People of the Empire and the Federation watch us here at this moment."

[applause]

"I come before you today to discuss the latest of our national endeavors, in which our nation seeks to promote the progressive policies of the recent century and decades. As you remember, our decision here today plays in part of our duties as a free and democratic nation. We cannot tolerate the use of force anywhere, unless there is proper justification. The rule of law, the protection of freedom, the existance of peace and prosperity, depend on our decisions to make the sacrifices necessary for the continuaton of our way of life. Nowhere else in the world, does the tradition of freedom seem strongest, except here in our Empire and our imperial union."

[applause]

"The question that I bring before this body, is whether or not as we ready to take up the mantle of responsibility, as an equal and just member of the community of nations, in order to save the lives of those who have been subjected to repression and prejudice. We have done so before in our national history, and we can so certainly do so again. The decision however comes down to this, here and now."

"As you know, the Constitutional Monarchy of Quenada was invaded by the Commonwealth of Elesar for ideological reasons. The Elesarian forces quickly overwhelmed the local defenders, despite our protest and ultimateum. An arrogant and utterly unwise decision to unseat the ruling government was made, and now the Elesarians and their allies occupy Quenada, with increasing violence and resiatnce from the local people. The Government has resolved that the main goal of any mission to Quenada, is to seek the withdrawa of Elesarian forces and the restoration of the original Quenadarian government."

At this time, an elderly, but well built man stood up.

"Prime Minister, does this mean that the Government has decided to forsake the use of diplomacy as a way to force the Elesarians to withraw?"

[applause from the opposition members]

"The Ministry of International Relations has promised me that all discussion are being arranged at this time," Akira replied, "The Government does not believe that the use of force can be necessary if the we can resolve this issue diplomatically. However, the opposition forces have already occupied Quenada. We cannot have proper and equal discussions if the Elesarians and their allies cannot feel pressure and the basic complusion to leave."

[applause from CDP members]

"The basis for Imperial Intervention in Quenada is already present," Akira continued, "Nations like North Arkana, Van Xuan, and Celibrea have already committed forces in balancing the opposition forces. Therefore, we have a duty, as equal members of this coalition, to join them in arms."

A woman in her middle years stood up.

"Does the Prime Minister understand that the use of force is something that Her Imperial Majesty, the Empress, has forbidden," she said over the shouts telling her to sit down, "I recall that she had called in the UK Prime Minister to discuss a similar proceeding about the Genevira Declaration!"

[shouting in the Senate, some applause]

"I will kindly remind the Duchess of the Southlands," Akira replied, "The destruction of the city of Celestar by nuclear warfare is something that we all here today in this body think of in great regret and solitarity. The violence of the Seong cannot be forgiven nor can it be simply forgotten. We cannot give in to tyrants, to conqeurors, and to the oppressors, otherwise we will become the targets of those who seek to supplant the established system in their own benefit, to the detriment of others. The lesson of the Seong is that for all our desire for global harmony, we must stand vigilant against any upstarts who use violence as their weapons of choice."

There was banging from the dias as the senatorial consul banged his gavel.

"At this time, I ask that the assembled senators cast their votes on the decision to sanction Imperial Intervention in Quenada."

[Shlapp]

E- Telegram To His Greatness, Armstrong Curtain.
Urgency Level: High
Your E- Telegram is currently loading...
....
....

Curtain Sat back. He was used to the incompetence of the E- Telegram system, and even though the urgency level was high, he was sure it was just some petition to save the wildlife, which was just stupid. He hated wildlife. However, it was not a petition of any kind. It was this:

Your E- Telegram is not responding...
Do not panic, it will be fixed...
Resetting... Loading...
To all allies of Elasar.

Well I am used to these things. You may think I am trying to save my own skin. That's not true. I dont want to be a dictator. I dont want to fight a stupid war. But I did. Invading a country just because there liberals is stupid. I don't have any problems now. My nations strong and ready for war. I am a democrat, not a facist. Strange, I just woke one morning and I was a dictator. Well never mind that. The civilians of Quenada want to be liberal. Why don't you give them what they want? It wont make things better you know. When the time comes I will be fighting you.

John Jelivasano.

Wow. Curtain stood there, awestruck. There was not time left. He had to declare military action on all Nations on Sperland's side, there was nothing left to it. Declaring war was not simple anymore after the Quenaedian Blitz. It had to go through all departments, including the... ugh... Peace Department. He had to remember to abolish that joke of a department.
Then another thought struck him. The E- Telegram was substantially old, possibly a few weeks old. And the sentence, when the time comes I will be fighting you. That was scary. What if warships were coming right now... there were no two ways to it. He had to release the E- Telegram to the public, and declare war.

[Sperland]

OOC: Is there a map we could use?

The city was busy. Factories were beginning to produce tanks again. Soldiers marched through the city and ships were being built. Engineers were learning how to fix special mechinery, of course, they just joined up. Soldiers were properlly trained on how to survive war and how to fight without being killed. Of caurse all of Sperland new about the war and all that was going on. People were angry about the imvasion of Quenada and were happy Sperland was working against it now. The high command was working on new stragetys to invade from the sea to the beech. They weren't coming up with idea's. They didn't want to have a load of death. So they just tolled the soldiers to throw there equipment out the front and jump out of the boat to the side. Sometimes it took months to think of plans.

A message to Symphonia,

I have been a fool to invade Quenada. I am changing sides. I would like to liberate Quenada if a diplomatic solution deosn't come to our head's. So just in case we are preparing for war.

The "President" in progress of Sperland. (Im actually a dictator trying to become a President)

Most recent changes,
Cities have stoped growing to preserve all wildlife,
Guns were banned,
Sperland is preparing for war.

[Imperial City-States]

Council Meeting
Capital Building
201 S. Hanari Plaza , Fort Helsreach
The Federation of Imperial City-States



"As all of you can see , the instability in the Quenaedan region has grown exponentially in the past months since the occupation began. -"


-"Casualties among the occupation forces , while mild , have been consistent and have been taking their toll on Allied forces. In addition to this , there has been an increase in hostilities and troop movements among multiple nations that were previously allies to the Quenaedan people. This , while not yet directly affecting us , May present a significant challenge for allied forces if a military offensive is undertaken by the former allies of the Liberal Government. Any questions thus far ? " Captain Edwards asked as he paused for a moment.

Several of the Councilor's stared intently at the screens , The High Ranking Military personnel were quickly jotting down notes as a map of Quenada was on display with several zones highlighted as 'hotzones'.


"Yes Captain , Is it indeed correct that we have no Military forces in Quenada ? " Asked Councilor Stewart.

"Yes Sir , That is correct. We partook in no Military action during the initial....'liberation' of Quenada , as a result we only have minimal amounts of aid workers there to assist in reconstruction. " Responded Captain Edwards.

"And if that's the case , what obligation do we have to intervene if this conflict re-ignites into more than a few harmless skirmishes ? " Asked Stewart in a generally curious tone.

Captain Edwards opened his mouth to speak but held his tongue as a figure in the back of the room rose , the man's shadow stretched across the darkly lit briefing room.

"I can answer that Councilor." Lord Marshal Augustus Murphy said , his deep rumbling voice reverberating easily inside the briefing room.

"It , is a matter of fact , the very same thing that makes nations in this world powerful. Nuclear Weapons. Upon capturing the Capital Special Forces from Elesar seized some Top Secret documents before the vast majority were destroyed. It appears , by these reports , that the Quenadarian Army had several dozen fifty megaton Nuclear Warheads on mobile delivery systems. Allied Forces dismissed these reports as propaganda , We however , were not as convinced. Our intelligence units have been keeping a constant eye out for any potential leads regarding these weapons. We were nearly going to give up on the idea until we intercepted a transmission between remains of the Quenadarian Army. "

Lord Marshal Murphy paused , clicking a button on the laptop at the front of the room.



"Both Launch Codes and the Codes to remove Safeties from the warheads. We suspect , that if the so called "Liberation Coalition" do indeed launch an invasion of Quenadaria , The remaining Quenadarian Army personnel that have gone to ground will activate these weapons at Allied Military Bases to disrupt long enough for their 'Liberators' to kick Elesarian forces from the area. "


There was absolute silence in the room. The sheer destructive power even a single warhead would wipe out a twenty-two mile area with the fireball alone.

Lord Marshal Murphy cleared his throat before continuing.

"These are images form earlier this morning via a Military spy satellite in the Northern Mountains of Guenadria. "

The Lord Marshal once again changed slides on the laptop.



"This , is a launch facility for what we suspect are Inter-Continental-Ballistic-Missiles. While the mobile platforms for these nuclear weapons have relatively limited range , once these warheads are mounted on a ICBM , they're range is literally limitless. This means they have the potential to strike anywhere on the globe and destroy any major city that our Allies or ourselves possess. " Murphy finished firmly.


There were several minutes of silence before anyone dared speak.

"Well what would you suggest we do Lord Marshal. " Johaan Schultz , the High Chancellor and a decorated combat veteran asked.

"Well Sirs , i would advise combined strike on the facility as quickly as possible. " Murphy responded in a matter-of-fact manner.


"All those in favor of a First-Strike on the potential Quendrian Nuclear launch facility ? " Schultz asked calmly.

Every single hand in the room was raised.


"Lord Marshal , How long would it take for SOCOM to mobilize assets for a Strike ? " Schultz asked.

"Sir , We can have wheels off the ground in under thirty-six hours. It will take several days however , for our Operators to gather the required intelligence and locate themselves in country to a position where they can launch their strike via Viper Gunships. " Murphy responded in a precise military manner.


"And how long would it take to mobilize Seventh Corps for deployment to Quenada if this situation goes hot ? " inquired Schultz.


Murphy sat in silence staring blankly off to the back of the room several minutes passed by.

"Well mobilizing 240,000 as well as all of their equipment and the materials required to sustain them could take as long as three months. And i'm not sure if the current situation will allow us that amount of time. The best i can do with our current situation. As far as i'm concerned though , mobilization won't be particularly noticeable about our actions as the Eleventh Corps has recently been returning from Combat Actions down in Estaonia. The best i can offer is having one Legion ready to deploy in two weeks , that's the best i can do. " Murphy responded coldly having finished the silent calculations in his head.


"Are 60,000 men going to be substantial for an open engagement if we're forced into one? " Stewart asked.

"Depends on the opposition we're facing , if we're under sustained enemy offensives they could last just long enough for reinforcements to arrive." Murphy responded.


"Well , then we have a plan , Prepare the VIIth Corps for deployment , Have SOCOM and JSOC made aware of the current plan of operations. Grant SOCOM any and all resources they need and have the Fourth Strategic Strike Wing moved from standby to active. This meeting is adjourned " Schultz finished.

[Van Xuan]

Metropolis of Symphony, Symphonia Propera

The Airbus A340-500 Imperial Service carrying Queen Ly Kieu Anh and her security team approach the national airspace of Symphonia. The captain of the aircraft contact the Symphonian air traffic controller to inform them of the team. It is important to do so as they have escorting fighters and tanker following behind them.

- "Symphonian ATC... This is Imperial One from Van Xuan, carrying the Queen of Van Xuan. Aircraft type A340-500." The captain says
- "We are approaching your airspace at flight level 36 thousand feet, speed 470 knots..." the captain continue
- "Note, we have 1 escorting team of 6 Mirage 4000 jet fighters and 1 tanker trailing behind. Requesting permission to land at the same airport!" the captain finish up.

Mean while...

Between Celibrae fleet and N. Arkana fleet

The combined fleet of VXB reduced speed to match with the 2 fleets of Celibrae and N. Arkana. As secured data link with home island HQ established, information about possible enemy satellite begin to worry Song Ly, the fleet commander. He order his officer to warn both N. Arkana fleet and Celibrae fleet about it and request their assistance in regard of locating the enemy satellite. After that, he order the fleet to begin establish secured data link with not only within the combined fleet but also with allies ships and fleets. The main radar system of the battle cruiser is tirelessly scanning the sky and surface while the passive sonar of all ships and the 4 active UUVs scanning below the waves. All contacts and data are being sent to all ships to display on the screens in their "war rooms", where officers are quickly ID them. Any contact has unclear signatures but has aggressive movement or heading is labeled as "possible hostile unit" in orange color while hostile signature units are labeled as "hostile unit" in red color. With its ultra long range of well over 200 miles combined with the capability of detecting & tracking well over 100 targets simultaneously, the radar of the battle cruiser and its jammers create a deadly invisible shield for the entire combined fleet. While secured data link help other ships in the fleet remain hidden with their radar turned off but still able to see, track and engage the enemy effectively.

[The Predator Federation]

"Rhino 2, Charger 5, how copy?" The Eurofighter Typhoon pilot maneuvered forward next to the C-5 Galaxy closing the gap between the two aircraft. The sunlight shone onto the pilot's pitch black sun visor.

"Solid copy. We're gonna have to ask you to move over a little bit." The Galaxy pilot looked back at the typhoon pilot, the typhoon pilot gave a thumbs up and maneuvered to the left. "Okay, go ahead."

"KC-46 tanker should be three miles to the front. A-400 flight, Rhino 3, just informed me that they'll be en route in four mikes but they'll need you to slow down. Charger." The Typhoon pilot spoke rapidly, and it took a pause for the Galaxy pilot to understand. It became three minutes after no response. "Rhino?"

"Uh... copy that. How much farther out are they?" He asked again.

"Two mikes about now." Both the A-400s and the KC-46 were now officially in sight. The aircraft maintained their speed to let the A-400s meet them and to be fast enough to get to the aerial tanker before their fuel entered a critical state. "One mike now." The galaxy closed the gap and so did the A-400s.

"Rhino 2 we see you, were callsign Arizona, we will be extending our boom stick." The KC-46 in front of them released a long rainbow rod, the C-5 Galaxy opened it's refueling port.

"Be advised, this is Rhino 3, we'll be joining your formation shortly." The A-400M formation was massive, several fighters floated among their formations. The invasion had begun.

"This is Rhino 3... Sorry, we were supposed to arrive a little bit earlier. There's only one of you?"

"Yeah, the others split off." The Galaxy pilot replied.

"For where?"

"I don't know, they just did."

"Okay..." The A-400M pilot replied skeptically. The refueling soon finished, the A-400s could not refuel because they used probe and drobe. So they had to wait for a KC-130J to show up. Nevertheless they continued on their course towards their landing sites. Once they were three quarters of the way they had to refuel again, and that would be their last refueling for the trip. The pilots stayed silent and the fighter pilots stayed vigilant. Eventually the airport was in sight. Several armored combat vehicles waited on the ground. The C-5 was the first to descend onto the massive runway.

"Touch." He said as the plane touched down on the runway, the pilot hit the brakes immediately. Soon the A-400s where landing and at that time the C-5 Galaxy was unloading several Leopard 2A7 tanks. But more were to come. Many more. Even though, the prime minister had yet to announce the invasion.

Live broadcast, capital, house of the capital

"...for these reasons, the senate has voted to go to war with Symphonia and liberate Quenadaria. The invasion has been unjust and we have condemned it every step of the way. However, a great man once said, peace, like war, must be waged. We must fight to keep the peace. We must fight to protect Quenadaria. The act of barging in onto the door step of someone else and start shooting is equivalent to the actions by Symphonia. We must not let this stand. Goodnight."

[North Arkana]

SATCOM HQ, Classified Location, North Arkana
"Marshal, sir, we've tracked some satellites changing course sightly and making passes over Quenada. Looks like other countries are starting to make some moves."

Marshal Petrov nods in response. "Add them to the tracking list. Keep tabs on their projected courses, try to figure out where they'll be looking next."

"Yes sir." The analyst returns to his station.

"Alpha-Six-Fife, reroute tracking code to Bravo-Kilo-Zero-Tree. Change search parameters to Protocol Golf-Zulu-Tree-Fife-Niner."

The control room of SATCOM HQ begins buzzing with increased activity as the tracking of more satellites begins. Information from the analysts is routed to the Anti-Sat batteries stationed around the nation, where it is added to previous existing databases of possible targets.

ASFC HQ, Classified Location, North Arkana
"So, you're the man I'll be working with for this operation." the commander of the RSC says.

"No, I'm not. I don't officially exist, so calling me a 'man' is a bit of a misnomer."

"The trivialities don't matter. The specifics do. So get's get down to business."

"Agreed"

"These are going to be pure black-ops. Full deniability. Nothing to trace back to us. Everything and everyone is going to be expendable."

"Of course. I wouldn't have this job if I didn't know how to play the game."

"First off, we need a way in to Quenada, or wherever else we'll be headed."

"That can be arranged. Section Eight is more than capable of infiltration operations."

"Secondly, arms shipments to the resistance in Quenada need to be arranged and delivered, along with the operators to train in their use."

"More difficult, but doable. Assuming man-portable systems are what's going to be delivered, we should be just fine."

"Good. I've had a contact arrange for the purchase of weapons and material from Fuhgitabotit. Where they got it from doesn't matter. Their Interior Military Ministry wiped any traces from them already anyway."

"Of course they would be more than willing to supply the arms. The whole country is a merchant of death."

"Thirdly, we need trigger-men, assassins, hit-men, whatever you want to call them. What we need are trained killers who will die before talking, preferably while taking a few with them."

"Well, I was wondering when you'd ask about the Special Control Unit's main area of expertise."

In a war between ideologies, the game becomes much darker, much bloodier, much blacker. And North Arkana has never forgotten its roots in a brutal guerrilla war of independence. Black-Ops founded North Arkana. While publicly the army, fleets and air wings now form the sword and shield of the nation, the poisoned dagger of black-ops is far more often put to use.

Holding Pattern, 1000 km from Quenada, 6th and 7th Fleets
"Admiral, sir, the allied fleets have begun arriving on station."

"Very good. Keep the defenses at the ready, leave the offensive systems powered down. They'll be put to use when the time comes."

"Sir, we're receiving a message about a possible enemy satellite which may pass over our area."

"I've already received a message from Marshal Petrov. SATCOM is handling the situation."

The 6th and 7th Fleets remain on station in a holding pattern. Air patrols continue to be sent up, consisting of fighter patrols and carrier-borne AWACS. Active radars are only used by the small picket ships,all other vessels make use of passive systems.

[Sperland]

In Pearlo city ships were getting ready to go out to sea. The city was the exzact(never mind the spelling) place the uprising to gain independence started in 1901. 93 ships were preparing to leave the shores. With them 400 tanks and 15,000 troops. Stealth fighters were also leaving.
The plan of invasion is simple,

Phase 1,
Jets and stealth fighters will start bombing raids on aircraft,runways and military camps once the first attack is made by any nation. They will continue to whipe out all enamy aircraft.

Phase 2,
Artillery will shoot beech defenses and aircraft will send paratroopers in. Tanks will be sent in 100 km away from the position of the paratroopers after there position is bombarded and support is sent in from enamys. If deosnt work all landing forces will land on the beechs at midnight and paratroopers will take out all defensive positions.

Phase 3
All infantry will fallow the tanks and will land at 6 o clock in the morning. Dug outs will be built and enamy positions will be bombed along with trains transporting weapons or soldiers. All airports used by military will be hit and harbours to. Tanks will cut through the lines and troops will finish off the enamy's.

This will start after the war begins. (This is realistic blitskrieg it wont last 7 hours like the last one. It will be longer.)

[The Hambonian Islands]

QUENAEDA CAPITAL BUILDING, HAMBONES OFFICE

"Sir, I have good news". Said high colonel voychek, as he entered the room carrying a briefcase.

"Talk to me" hambone said.

Voychek placed the case on the table, opened it up, and read the document inside.

"Admiral Jace Maddox is sending in some support, says here there will be a group of cruisers showing up soon, and jace also sending in some food, and equipment via air, it should arrive in two days."

"Okay voychek, what's the status of our armies?"

Voychek read a second document,
"We have about three million personnel in quenaeda so far, 400 aircraft are stationed at the air base, the fleets are in the bay still, and our armored units are at the airport."

"Sound good so far voychek, go ahead and tell the troops to be alert for QLA fighters in the area".

"Yes sir" said Voychek as he left.

[Shlapp]

Bomb Square, Rofl, Shlapp
Armstrong Curtain stood up, clenching the printed version of the Sperlish letter. The entire square stood still as he delivered the speech. People stared at him the whole time.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I come to you to show you important evidence that an important ally in the now insignificant Quenaedian Blitz has turned against us. I have important evidence that warships could be heading to the good shore of Shlapp without us knowing". He said, before he lifted the letter up.
He paused for dramatic effect, and continued again, "The fate of our nation relies on the rest of the world." He stopped to survey the crowd, and almost started reading the letter when he staggered back. He had been struck by a pistol. He fell back, falling off the stage.
Loyal pheasants and respected medics rushed behind the stage to see what happened. He was laying in a pool of blood. He looked pathetic and old. He was old, a near death 74, in fact.
He looked up at the guards and the doctors (who were only there because of his extreme age), and solemnly said, "Fight the fight, win the fight." Those were his last words.

[Elesar]

Grand Ducal Palace, Elesar

The Palace was alive with activity. The people were demanding that the Grand Duke speak on the situation in Quenada. The bombing in the EOZ earlier that week had opened the Elesarian people to something they had never truly experienced; the realities of war. While most of the masses gathered in the huge courtyard were peaceful and simply wanted answers, there seemed to be a growing number of dissenters gathering as well. The Grand Duke's royal guard was brought out to suppress these miscreants, and they quickly dispersed after tear gas was used to drive them away. Notable was that a number of dissenters belonged to Elesar's significant Japanese minority.

Finally, Grand Duke Dmitri II came out onto the balcony. State television cameras began rolling.

"People of Elesar," he spoke, "I come to you on this day in mourning. Our brave men and women abroad have been brutally attacked by the leftist fools in Quenada, a nation we sought to save from its own, unknowing self destruction. In these troubled times, I call for solidarity amongst all Elesarians. Young or old, weak or strong, it doesn't matter who you are. If you have faith in the nation, faith in the monarchy, then I assure you the finest hour of our nation will be at hand." With this statement came great roars of approval from the crowd, mostly made up of the Russian-speaking majority. After the applause had died down, Dmitri continued his speech.

"When I look upon you, I do not just see citizens of my country. I see the children of this great monarchy, the children of the House Antarian. For as long as we have ruled this land, we have never, with only one exception, been cruel rulers. Elesar, as they say, was founded by Russians and made prosperous by Russians, but it was truly made by the Antarians. Young men and women of Elesar, you are the future of our country. Strive to be the best generation Elesar has ever had. Work for the government, enlist in the armed forces, it maters not how you serve your country, only that you do so. Truly, you are the heirs to a new world: a new world that Elesar shall create!"

With this closing statement, the crowd erupted into absolute adoration. The cheers were so great that not a single word could be picked out. Some said that in the cool air of the night, the roar could be heard from the outskirts of the Capitol. As Dmitri receded into the palace, the cheers remained strong. It was only when the large spotlights that had been illuminating the Grand Duke's balcony were shut off that the throngs of people below it returned to their homes. Dmitri, ignoring all ministers, advisers and servants moved immediately to his bedchambers. There, his wife Katerina, whom he sometimes called "Katyusha," and his son, the Prince Aleksander, would be waiting to congratulate him.

[Imperial City-States]

Vanari Airbase
South Airstrip
The Federation of Imperial City-States
Fourth Strategic Bomber Wing
Zulu Squadron
Zulu One




"Tower , this is Zulu One , request permission for take-off" Colonel Alex Stone requested over the radio as he flipped several switches on his console.


"Confirmed Zulu One , permission granted , all other flights are on hold. " The grizzly voice of the Tower Commander replied.

Stone couldn't help but smirk a little. It was very rare but occasionally in situations like this , he had the entire airstrip to himself and could punch the throttle on his 109 before clearing the runway.

"Smitty , bring our exterior power plants online. " Stone transmitted over his helmet com.

"Yes , Sir" Major Allen Smitty replied.

Shortly after there was a low reverberation as the exterior engines on the 109 buzzed to life.

Slowly Stone brought the throttle completely forward and the SS-109 at first crept forward but eventually ran up to a high pace. After several intense seconds the bomber eventually cleared the runway and began it's long climb to 50,000 feet.

"Hey Alex , what's the deal ? they woke me up all hush-hush and didn't even tell me what we're carrying or our mission." Allen chirped up on the radio after nearly ten minutes of dead silence.


"Hell man , Apparently we're on standby for a strike on a Missile Silo. We've got sixteen 2000IB laser guided bombs with Kinetic Energy Penetrators. " Stone replied as he made some subtle adjustments to the bomber's course.


"Christ , they aren't dicking around. What's in the Silo Nukes ?" Smitty replied in a bit of shock.

"That'd be my guess , I'd assume that they have Special Forces in country preparing for a Strike. If they can't secure it we're plan B." Stone replied in his characteristic matter-of-fact attitude.


"They do know that if they are nukes they'll make the entire area radioactive if we hit the Silo. " Smitty stated.


Dead Silence filled the bomber.




Over the South Sea
Entering Quendrian Airspace
12th Special Operations Group
JSOC





The rear bay of the civilian cargo plane was packed with nearly thirty-six Imperial Commando's each sitting in silence as the roar of the planes engines choked the air.

There was a slight crackle in the air before the pilot's voice broke the silence.

"We're now entering contested Airspace , our escorts are bingo fuel and are returning to the carrier group." The transmission ended and the plane returned to relative silence.

The two SMF-262 fighter's broke off , their exit just as unknown as their entrance. The Commando's knew that if they were discovered and failed to transmit the proper access codes it was likely the aircraft would be shot down by friendly forces.







Northern Coast
Samari Navel Base
The Federation of Imperial City-States
3rd Carrier Battle Group
5th Fleet





Commander James Hackett exhaled loudly aboard the bridge , the taste of salt never leaving his tongue.

"Navigation , how long until we rendezvous with the rest of the fleet." Hackett asked with the same tone a Grandfather would show to a Grandchild.


"We should be at the rally point in four days. The additional plot points for our course make getting there twice as long but it's apparently required for trying to make it look like all is well...Sir.." The ensign seated at the navigation console reported.


"Superb." Hackett replied as he drew his pipe from his sheepskin coat and began smoking on the bridge as he stared off into the vast blue ahead of him.




VIIth Corps Command Center
Fort Valkar
Western Lands
The Federation of Imperial City-States



"You've gotta be fucking kidding me. They want me to do what ?!" Lord Marshal Heinz Kleist shouted angry knocking several stacks of paper's of his desk.


The poor Second Lieutenant was visibly sweating while standing frozen at attention in front of the Lord Marshal.


"Sir. They wish for you to mobilize the Seventh Corps in preparation for deployment the Quenaedan region. Their preferred completion time is three months. " The Lieutenant repeated slowly as he stumbled over several words out of fear.


"Why the hell are they sending us where there isn't a fight ?! " Kleist demanded in frustration before rising from his desk quickly. Everyone in the room visibly flinched.

"You're dismissed Lieutenant , if i see you again i'll shoot you." Kleist said in an entirely serious tone , the Young Lieutenant almost sank to the floor and quickly left the room.


Along the back wall more than a dozen Field Marshal's all stood a firm parade rest.

Kleist looked up from his desk and pulled out an Estonian Cigar.

"Get my God Damn Corps together." Kleist ordered his voice still filled with anger. Quickly the Field Marshal's snapped sharp salutes and left to get their Legions ready.


Three Months my ass , insulting. I'll have it done in half that time. Kleist thought to himself assuredly. Slowly Kleist withdrew a match from the recesses of his coat and lit his cigar , puffing deeply before plopping back in his swivel chair.

[Empire of Symphonia]

"Green leaves; That die before; They shed green blood."
- Muzukashi Nen, Hienese war poem
Nèizhàn Shídài

Imperial Diet Building,
502 Republica Avenue, Hamasaka District,
Metropolis of Symphony, Symphonia Propera
AFN-UK

The sounds of shouting came from though the closed doors of the senatorial chamber, telling Akira that the debate was about to come to a close as the votes were counted. The defense minister and the IR minister sat on the benches, looking at their phones as messages detailing the most recent events in Quenada came in. In the corridor, also stood various members of the media, also waiting for the anticipated announcement to come in. In the meantime, some took advantage of the wait to question the prime minister further. The press surrounded him in a tight circle, cameras flashing and the live feed being sent out to the world.

"Your Excellency," one asked," If the Imperial Senate moves to support your decision for Imperial Intervention, what will be your first move?"

"As I have stated," Akira replied, "The Government will try to use diplomatic efforts to broker a favorable peace, one that restores Quenada's original government and one that will put and end to Elesarian aggressive behavior."

The sounds of other reporters trying to get the attention of the PM, before the doors of the senate chamber opened. The silence and anticipation clung in the air.

"In the name of the Imperial Senate and the Universal People," the herald stated, "The Imperial Senate has voted to support Imperial Intervention in the humanitarian situation in Quenada. The Imperial Senate asks the Government to use any methods necessary to achieve this goal, and authorizes full authority to be given to the Government in takes the appropriate course of action."

With that, the herald turned around and the doors promptly shut behind him.

What happened next was pandemonium, as the press tried to get Akira to speak some more. They were ignored, deftly, as the trio stood up and left the corridor, with the press trailing behind them. As they exited the building and entered the awaiting motorcade, the sounds of the people gathered outside blasted against their ears. It was a mix of support and protest, some waving the AFN flag while others touting signs demanding that action be halted. Police were everywhere, trying to keep peace within the crowd.

As Akira got in the limo, Razak felt his phone go off.

"Hello, this is Razak Lamputong speaking," he said as he got in.

"Hello minister," came a voice," This is the air control tower at Li Yuanhong airport, the Van Xuan delegation has arrived."

"Tell them to land," he replied," And where is the delegation from North Arkana? I thought we gave them the green light to land as well?"

"Yes, minister," came the reply," But we have yet to receive a reply. We will keep you informed."

With that, the call ended. By then, the motorcade had already left the premises of the Diet building, and was making its way back to Suzumu House in the Etoro ward. The same scenes of support and protest filled the streets of the Terra Imperiale district, a picture that was ignored by Akira was the motorcade passed by.

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North Arkana delegation, Van Xuan delegation, you have been given the green light to land at Li Yuanhong International Airport.
Please proceed to the main terminal and immediate transportation will be waiting for you to be delivered to the conference area.

Welcome to the Asian Federation of Nations.

Imperial Palace of Relum,
000 St. Irene's Square, Hamasaka District,
Metropolis of Symphony, Symphonia Propera
AFN-UK

Emperor Jacob von Reich-Kiramashi stood up as the page came into the conference room. Likewise, the assembled members of the armed forces also stood up. They had been expecting the news from the Imperial Senate any time now, and this is what they were waiting for.

"Your Imperial Majesty," the page said," The Imperial Senate has given you permission to conduct Imperial Intervention. The prime minister bides you good luck."

The heads of the armed forces branches looked back at the emperor as he took a deep breath and sat back down into his chair.

"So it has begun," he said tiredly," Let the game begin."

Almost simultaneously, the conference room broke out into the sounds of briefcases opening and the sounds of paper files being pulled out. Many were marked with the iconic red stamps 'Eyes Only'. Almost every member had one, and a stack of files was being passed to Jacob has he rubbed his temples.

"Your Imperial Majesty," the navy secretary started," We have been preparing for this event for some time now, and we believe that the time to show our commitment has come."

Jacob nodded his head, as the room darkened and lit up with the projectors turning on.

"Based off of reports given to us by our allies," the secretary said," The opposition forces have created a detailed and intricate defensive system within Quenada, beginning with a tight naval defense of the coastline. Our intelligence indicates that a number of opposition naval units are coordinating in establishing a perimeter anti-air and anti-sea defensive grid, one that our allies are reluctant to directly challenge. If you look on page 79-"

[sounds of papers turning]

"-you will see that a number of their naval flotillas utilize the latest in military technology, capable of knocking out our air units from a substantial distance. This however, does not include any land-based units that they have brought in."

Jacob raised an eyebrow at this statement.

"What exactly do we have on standby at the moment, that we can deploy to counter this?" he asked," If we were to be forced to land actual soldiers onto Quenada itself, then we would need a secure beachhead to do so. Obviously, if their naval defenses are so complex, then it would take weeks to be able to established a secure area where we can operate without much fear of attack."

"Yes, my lord," replied the secretary," As you know, the Hamasaka-class missile destroyer is the latest in the designs that is specifically made to counter-act enemy air and naval units. As of now, we have about one hundred of these ships in operation and another 50 in production at this time. They will form the backbone of the assault force as it approaches Quenada. Transports, carriers, and the our Washington-class battleships will follow shortly behind, but the first objective is to clear the seas of opposition naval and air units."

The emperor nodded as he read the files.

"I hope I don't need to remind you, but please inform our allied commanders of this plan when a JCS meeting is planned between our militaries," Jacob said as he stood up. The military leaders at this point also stood up, nodding at the emperor's words, bowing as he left the room.

[Empire of Symphonia]

The United Kingdom of Aquitayne and the Empire of Symphonia
Sister State of the Asian Federation of Nations
Office of His Excellency Prime Minister Akira vi Contruum
Head of Government of the Asian Federation of Nations and the Empire of Symphonia
Ministry of International Relations
500 Republica Avenue, Shimura District
West Genevira, Hitachi Province, Symphonia

Dated January 25, 2015

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Publication "Notice", to the Grand Duchy of Elesar and Affiliated States; Grand Duke Dmitri II Antarian of Elesar

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To Affiliated Persons and States of the Grand Duchy of Elesar,

This message is to inform your respective persons and governments, that the Government of the Asian Federation of Nations, on behalf of the imperial government of the Empire of Symphonia as well as Her Imperial Majesty's Government, the United Kingdom of Aquitayne and Symphonia, that the Imperial Senate of the United Kingdom has voted to authorize Imperial Intervention in the territories formerly known as the Constitutional Monarchy of Quenada. We wish to inform you that while previous diplomatic efforts have failed, the government of the Asian Federation of Nations continues in its endeavor in seeking a peaceful resolution of the situation in Quenada, without the need for violent compulsion or likewise.

As of this time, the Government of the Asian Federation of Nations recognizes the severe level of military buildup and tensions between our respective coalitions. To prevent the outbreak of outright war, the AFN government proposes a peace conference in a neutral nation with no affiliation to either side, to decide how to best accommodate the goals of our nations.

It is not to be forgotten, that the Asian Federation of Nations remains outraged by the use of ideology as a casus belli against another nation, and even more so when the victim state has a new government that has been forcefully imposed upon them. As such, we will make our demands clear:

• Withdrawal of all Elesarian and affiliated forces from the territories of the Constitutional Monarchy of Quenada
• Restoration of the pre-war Liberal government of Quenada
• Monetary reparations to the Constitutional Monarchy of Quenada for damages done during the Blitz
• Acceptance of Symphonian and affiliated state personnel as monitors for the peace process in Quenada
  
  The Government of the Asian Federation of Nation does not expect nor respond to a debate regarding these demands in telegram or in letter, preferring a direct conference and discussion.
  
  We ask, that in the interest of peace between our nations, that your representatives be present at a selected neutral conference site.

[The Predator Federation]

-snip-

[The Predator Federation]

"Transferred? God damn transferred to the navy?" Alexis reread her branch transfer paper over and over again. Pacing the floor of the aircraft carrier, the marines looked at Alexis funny. They wondered what she was doing. "I fucking swear." She swore out loud, the marines backed up a little bit. She looked back at them, they looked away until she stopped staring at them.

Dear Alexis "Wolfe" Schmitz
We are sorry to inform you that you will be transferred to the navy as a Rafale pilot.
In order to increase the Navy's fixed wing fleet of fighter aircraft, we are transferring
all our Rafales to the navy. The Rafale will be replaced by the EF2000 Typhooon within
the airforce. We need pilots with experience to teach the newer navy pilots.

Signed, the office of the department of the navy.

"Uggggh!" She put the paper over the head, she wanted to cry but Alexis kept telling herself that should wouldn't cry. So she didn't but Alexis's eyes were certainly red, for the rest of the day she sat there on the aircraft carrier watching the Type 45 Destroyers leave. Then eventually it got dark and the aircraft carrier finally started moving. She left for the briefing room, a briefing was scheduled at 1600 Hours, and even though it was only 1400 hours she decided to leave anyways. Hours passed when the rest of her fellow pilots finally showed up, obviously also disgruntled about their transfer. The commander finally showed up, as much as the pilots wanted to make a comment on their transfer they held their mouths shut.

"Hello. I am your new squadron leader. My name is Major Christian Cross. Let's get started with the briefing, shall we?" He flipped on the switch and a digital map came alive upon a screen. Alexis's eyes widened at the sight of over 50 ships. Until now she had no idea how big the operation really was. "Ten marine divisions will be taking off from this carrier, and landing, your mission is simple, provide air cover for the fleet and the marine units. The fleet will be providing coastal support and will attempt to achieve naval supremacy, it is absolutely essential that you provide help. Any questions?" He scanned the room, no one said anything. "Dismissed."

The alarms blared, the red lights filled the hallway of the aircraft carrier. Alexis tied up her hair quickly and then shoved on her HMCS. She climbed out of the bunk and made a sprint for the hallway. She stopped at the first marine in the hallway to ask what was happening.

"What the hell is happening?"

"Short notice scramble, now go!" The marine pointed up the stairs.

"Motherfucker I hate these..." She made a sprint for the stairs attempting desperately not to trip on the short staircases. "Where is my rafale?" She said scanning the room, she eventually found her fighter jet. Before taking off she touched the nose of the plane, and then manually opened the cockpit, some navy crewmen pulled away a cart which mounted the weapons to the wings of her jet. She studied the armament on the fighter jet's wings carefully. "Whoa, look at these." Alexis realized it was the new "smart" LRASM-B missile, which could plan it's own path of attack to minimize any chance of being detected by air defense systems. It also had multiple ways of tracking it's target.

"Alexis Wolfe Schmitz you will assume callsign Viper 4. How copy?" The tower called out on the radio in her Rafale M.

"Uh... Sounds good, I mean, affirmative." The air controller made a chuckle, then a vehicle pulled her to the launch ramp.

"Prepare for launch. 3..2..." They launched her anyways, the controllers laughing in the background. It was a joke to new pilots.

"Jesus Christ." Alexis said, the controllers were still laughing, she was breathing heavily.

"We're marking a waypoint on your displays, stand by." A diamond appeared on her helmet mounted cueing system, it displayed the distance as well as her wingman as blue squares. She closed in on them, and soon they were in a wedge formation.

"Okay, let me teach you about air to ship missiles. An air to ship missile usually is a high velocity missile that can easily take out a ship with one shot. However they can be easily taken down by CIWS or close in weapons systems. But the missiles you currently hold should make that a little bit more difficult, these are very high speed, stealth, and can operate in environments where they are denied GPS and radar systems. They can also see through electronic countermeasures." He finished.

The rest of the flight was uneventful, the flight had ascended as to try and avoid surface to air systems. Then they came upon an enemy carrier fleet.

"Master arm on everyone." Alexis followed the order and flipped the yellow and black master arm switch located right of her radar. Alexis cycled through her LRASM-B missiles and finally found it, she selected it. "Weapons hold." Alexis looked through the bottom of her cockpit with the HMCS, she located the enemy fleet. The red diamond finally appeared on the enemy ships.

"Cleared to engage?" Alexis asked.

"Weapons free." Her flight lead said, and then Alexis squeezed the pickle button fired her LRASM-B smart missiles at the enemy, it tracked and she was hooked up to the feed of the missile.

"Come on..." She said as the missile determined the class of it's enemy, it's path of attack, and the enemy's weapons. Once the missile's computer took in all the factors it determined it's path of attack and descended down to the deck. There the missile entered terminal speed and sped towards the enemy aircraft carrier. The missile closed in, Alexis stayed vigilant. The computer showed the time to target on her helmet. "3...2...1..."

[Van Xuan]

Metropolis of Symphony, Symphonia Propera
AFN-UK

Queen Ly Kieu Anh looks out the window of her aircraft and enjoy the view of the friendly nation. After the aircraft landed and docked with its terminal at the assigned airport, Queen Ly Kieu Anh leads her team and steps out of the aircraft. Her security team escort her to the conference....

Mean while the fleet is holding their position between the 2 allied fleets.

OOC: sorry, I don't know what to write my university is driving me dry in regard of writing idea :S .

[Elesar]

As he looked over the message from Symphonia, the Grand Duke shuddered. The thought of negotiating with such people was...unsavoury, to say the least. He had never been a fan of democracy, and capitalism made him sick to his stomach. A government controlled by corporations driven by profit was not a government at all, just one big business, its product; lies and corruption. After very little deliberation, the Grand Duke sent a telegram to Symphonia.

As I'm sure you know, Elesar's occupation of Quenada has not been an easy one. While I would very much like to discuss the terms of withdrawal and other items of importance in person, I feel I will not be able to attend the proposed conference. I will send my head diplomat and sister Maria in my stead. I trust you will not take offense as to my absence.

Grand Duke Dmitri II Antarian of Elesar.

[Sanctus Byzantium]

(OCC: Sorry about taking a while, College has been very busy, if I say something wrong bring me up to speed)

Constantinople, Imperial Palace's Throne Room, Sanctus Byzantium

Emperor Alexios reads over the message from the Asian Federation and sighs. "Very well. Inform everyone else that I will be attending the meeting personally. Inform them that I shall bring two of my bodyguards and I will be armed with my sword, provided it is acceptable."

"Excellency..." Nicholas starts. "Are you sure you should leave the nation? Last time you went to even the border a civil war broke out due to the coup."

"I know but it is my responsibility. Besides I am too old to lead from the front lines so I must do something. Continue our military preparations in case negotiations fail. Also..." Alexios hesitates. "If something happens and I am taken prisoner consider it as me abdicating the throne in every capacity and that the throne is vacant. Imperial rule passes over to you in that case."

"Yes Excellency."

"You look like you have a question."

"Yes... why did you agree to such a proposal?"

"Do you want to know something I have learned in my long life? It is that no matter what humanity is still humanity. What that means is up to you but to me it says that we all have our positions and we all have a purpose. I was never meant to be a military leader. I am a scholar first and foremost and that will never change. To me a mission in hopes of peace is something I am far better suited for than commanding a military campaign."

"I see. So Excellency what would you say is the most important lesson you learned during your reign?"

"Loyalty to your family is something many take for granted. Loyalty of one's allies is also extremely fickle. Which is an extreme shame. Hence why I am with Elesar to the end. Only because we are allies."

Nicholas nods his head sadly. "So if war comes what should we do?"

"Stand by our allies and protect our people."

"And if those conflict?"

"Then the people must be protected. It is our duty as the rulers to do so." Nicholas nods and Alexios get's up from his throne. "Anyway send word to Elesar that in the meeting they have my full support."

"Of course."



Since the attack on the Elesarian officials in the EOZ things have gotten out of hand extremely quickly in the BOZ. Kentarch Bartholomew is being moved from location to location around the clock with trusted men trying to keep order. With nearly 70,000 soldiers at his command Bartholomew has done his best to provide for the people and restore order but even he knows that the carrot has failed and he is forced to use the stick more and more often. All over Byzantium war preparations are underway with soldiers being trained continually under the watchful, if not fanatical, eye of Kentarch Jule. The bunkers that have been at the beaches for decades have been activated and the coastline is being mined under the eye of Prince Alexander who has announced that if an invasion hits the coast he will not leave it alive. The coastal cities are on high alert as well as the air forces under the command of Prince Asher. With the blank check given to the military by the Emperor the economy is shifting into war industry quickly. Gas masks have been distributed to the population and anti air guns are springing up in the cities. Overall the country is fully moving towards a war if it comes.

[Sperland]

Sorry double post. Cant delete

[Sperland]

Hello!

(Funny. Elesar was the name of a person.)

To Elesar,

If you do not leave Quenada in 1 month we will attack. We have a reason to believe you are using martial law against citizens. Shooting at them. That's pathetic. You think democracy and capitalism is bad? Capitalism is bad democracy is not.

"Those who sacrifice freedom for security will lose both"- a random person.

I can tell you free speech and freedom is what actually saves people. If you continue occupation and all negotiations fail. You can expect war. If you don't leave we will force you.

Leader of Sperland.


After the messege sent John ordered 100 submarines to go to the Quenadian shores. Preperations for war continue. Gas masks are made and nuclear weapons are made in case of nuclear war.

John was about to give a speech,

"The people if Shlapp think we assassinated there leader. Obviously we didn't. They are not enamy's. Elesar is. They don't have a clue what is going on. They'll likely invade. Elesar will enter our lands and the nation will lose control. If that did happen and they locked me up and shot me, who will take my place?" The people shouted "WE WILL" Joh repeated "WHO WILL TAKE MY PLACE?. "WE WILL" The people cheered. "NO SURRENDER" Shouted John. The people were still cheering happily. There were loads of people. John smiled. "At least we don't need propraganda. I don't like lies.

[Shlapp]

We do what we do not for ourselves, nor our allies, but for the good of the world.
-Armstrong Curtain

The gigantic quote floated across the street as soldiers marched for their fallen leader. Whoever the new leader was, whatever they believed in, would most likely wage war on Sperland. When they did, who knew what would happen. If Shlapp died, so be it. it would be for the withered old man on the banner floating past.
The next dictator was inside a dressing room in the capitol building. the soldiers would march from Bomb Square to the building and the new dictator, who was yet to be revealed. Of course, to no one's surprise, it was Charles Perry.
He was about to give one of the most influential military speeches ever.

[Imperial City-States]

Northern Mountain Ranges
Quendrian Airspace
Thirty Miles from Nuclear Launch Silo
12th Special Operations Group
JSOC




"Standby to Jump , Thirty Seconds!" the crew chief at the back of the plane shouted over the drone of the engines.

There was the shuffling of equipment and gear as the Imperial Commando's stretched their legs and rose from their seats. Quickly all of them prepared their Oxygen masks.

Slowly the crew chief lowered the rear ramp of the plane. The Red Light in the bay of the aircraft began flashing softly.

In a short instant , the Soft Red light turned Green and the Commando's began diving out of the rear of plane into the dark of night.





"Johnson , Report to Command , Operation Ascended Justice has begun." The Crew Chief called over his helmet radio to the pilots.



Fort Valkar
Western Lands
The Federation of Imperial City-States
VIIth Corps
Vth Legion Assembly Area


" So far elements from the fourth and eleventh Heavy Infantry Divisions have reported in and the entirety of the Third Armor have reported in. Unfortunately our Airborne and Support elements won't begin arriving till next week at the very least. They're returning from Operations down in Athenia. The Other Legions show similar signs of progress. " Captain Manari reported.


"Well at least we're making somewhat decent progress." Commented Major General Henson.

"That may be true , the problem however resides with the fact that we may be needed before we're fully ready to deploy. " replied Major General Jameson referring to the earlier briefing where the situation in Quendrian.

"Well what we're having to hope for is that allied forces can hold the line until our reinforcements show up. This entire campaign is going to be a logistical nightmare. " Henson said calmly.

"After looking over prior Combat Reports during the initial invasion of Quendrian it was over so quickly that i would suspect the Majority of allied forces didn't even fire a shot. We're going to run into two problems with this. Allied forces who are green and haven't experience the full force of a conventional war. And our own more Veteran troops who are skeptical of why they're even going to be there. I myself am on their side in that matter but i'm getting sidetracked. Jameson responded in his normal intellectual manner.


"True , in addition to that our last intel report from SATCOM shows large fleet movements from both sides around the area. The opening engagement will really be decided by the fleet , which , by the way , is assembling down a 'The Gully'. " Major General Armstrong spoke up.


The other assembled officers participated in small talk before people gradually dispersed from the room. The Federation was soon to be at war. Right or wrong , it was happening.









[box]

TO: The Allied Alliance
FROM: IAF Command
SUB: Quendrian Theater
ECRYPT: Top Secret


It has only been recently that the Federation of Imperial-City States had decided to pay due attention to region that Elesar and you're allies have Liberated . While our government does not agree for the reasons in which your liberation of the Quendrian people took place , we are you allies and believe that we must insert our thoughts on these matters in order to protect the people of Quendria. The Imperial Military is preparing to deploy for combat operations into theater and will require several ports in which to unload ships loaded with supplies and equipment. Granted , this is still several months from being a reality as mobilizations of this scale take time. We however request that you ensure that the Ports in the Eastern most portion of Quendria remain under your control and are not sabotaged by either Civilian Partisans or the incompetence of your own Soldiers. If you fail at containing the insurrection and rioting that is taking place within the region we will be forced to take action to protect the infrastructure from destruction.

On a separate note , we have noticed the considerable navel buildup in the general area around Quendria. We must implore you to NOT engage enemy Navel forces if this situation evolves into a war. Any sort of navel engagement would literally determine the outcome of the war before any ground forces engaged.


With Respect ,


Imperial Armed Forces Command

[Sperland]

OOC:Sorry if its to short.
Operation Underdog.


The submarine moved silently through the ocean. Around it was 100 other submarines. They concentrated on the rader. They were fearing an attack. They didnt know much of what was happening on dry land, they were waiting for the order to attack. When the order came they will surface and shoot at harbours and enamy fleets. The warships will move closer to Quenada and will start bombarding the shores defences. The aircraft carriers will send stealth fighters to bomb railways, airports, factories and communication towers. After two weeks of bombarding and bombing the troops would be sent to the beechs with the support of tanks. The troops won't eat anything except a choclate bar so they will be able to run. Instead of running straight out of the boat they will be in they will throw there equipment out the front and jump out the side. The troops will take the beech and make a beechhead. At the same time paratroopers will land on bridges. The paratroopers will gavd anti-tank equipment to blow up tanks. The paratroopers will eliminate all big guns and will head for the beech waiting for orders.

[The Hambonian Islands]

HAMBONIAN COMMS RELAY, 10:00 AM,

It was pretty noisy in the radio room, the hambonian technicians were surfing the frequency's and radio channels looking for QLA, and potential enemy radio chatter, when an engineer came upon this

Operation Underdog.


The submarine moved silently through the ocean. Around it was 100 other submarines. They concentrated on the rader. They were fearing an attack. They didnt know much of what was happening on dry land, they were waiting for the order to attack. When the order came they will surface and shoot at harbours and enamy fleets. The warships will move closer to Quenada and will start bombarding the shores defences. The aircraft carriers will send stealth fighters to bomb railways, airports, factories and communication towers. After two weeks of bombarding and bombing the troops would be sent to the beechs with the support of tanks. The troops won't eat anything except a choclate bar so they will be able to run. Instead of running straight out of the boat they will be in they will throw there equipment out the front and jump out the side. The troops will take the beech and make a beechhead. At the same time paratroopers will land on bridges. The paratroopers will gavd anti-tank equipment to blow up tanks. The paratroopers will eliminate all big guns and will head for the beech waiting for orders.

The transmission was recorded and sent to lord hambones office.

LORD HAMBONES OFFICE, 11:00 AM

"Eliminate all big guns and will head for the beech waiting for orders".
The transmission stopped.

"Looks like our former ally is preparing an attack" lord hambone said.
Most of the high ranking of the imperial armed forces were standing in the room, including Joel fusion, general ed, and colonel voychek.

"What do we do now"? Asked a lieutenant in the back of the crowd.

Several minutes passed as hambone skimmed through the recording over and over again.

Hambone stood up from his chair.
"Okay, apparently sperland has a couple hundred ships right of of this coast, most of which, are subs.
Our fleets are slightly out numbered, but most hambonian military hardware is focused on either speed, or armour, so that should make up for our size, meaning that our fleet may be best defending, rather that attacking, voychek, get the fleets out of port, have the sub's out at sea, while the ships guard the bay entrance."

Voychek nodded and left the room.

Hambone continued.
"Ed, I need you to place EVERY anti air weapon at the airport, or air base, to protect our aircraft and armour units, once were attacked, get the tanks and artillery out to the beaches, and place our anti air tanks in the city to prevent those Sperlish paratroopers from destroying our tanks, oh, and have some recon aircraft circle the area hourly."

Ed left with a salute

"Finally, Joel, I need you to deploy infantry units around the entire area, have our special forces secure the city, while our combat engineers, and troopers head to the beach, and prepare for an assault."

Joel left.

"I'll handle our supply income and make sure our food and equipment get here when need be, everyone is dismissed, return to your duties."

The rest of the crowd left.