Revolution in Capilean Ethiopia![CLOSED|IC|MT]

[Impero di Argentina]

West Ethiopia

As the argentine soldiers saw the fighter jets, they have activated their SAMs brought through Congo. The anti-aerial missiles were intercepting the bombs dropped on the city.

OFFICIAL STATEMENT

"We are asking that both sides stop Attacking places of worship and kill civilians. There are children and seniors who are unable to fight so We are ready to accept some Christians and Muslims as refugees. "

Reiness, west Ethiopia

Argentine troops were outnumbered but because they had advanced equipment,, they managed to withstand capilean attacks and halt theIr expansion.

[Topkekkia]

A PUBLIC COMMUNIQUE FROM THE PEOPLE'S REPUBLIC OF TOPKEKKIA

The People's Republic of Topkekkia publicly condemns the Waldreichian attacks on mosques in Ethiopia. If this continues, we will have no recourse but to shoot down Waldreichian planes attempting to continue these barbaric actions.

Ethiopia

As the Capileans had arrived, the troops knew drastic measures were needed. Canisters of sarin were thrown into the fray, and the troops began to fall back, seeking to draw the Capileans and Spektronians out of their little fortress. Of course, the maneuver served a different purpose as well. As the troops retreated, several cruise missile strikes were called in on the hostile forces, about thirty in total.

[Impero di Argentina]

Press conference, Buenos Aires, Argentina

"Argentine Imperial Council supports Topkekkian condemnation of the Waldreich's air strikes earlier today in West Ethiopia. If necessary, Argentine 37th Brigade, stationed in Ethiopia, is ready to cooperate with Topkekkian troops in defending civilian facilities. Argentine Empire also solemnly warns Waldreich that the Empire will not be afraid to declare a war on it if those attacks on innocent civilians continue."

-Sergey Chernov, emperor's assistant.

[New Mushroom Kingdom]

To: Kandi Sandi, Minister of Foreign Affairs
From: Brig. Gen. Walther Nemetz
Greetings, old friends. We are pleased you have joined us in this fight. We are currently undertaking a massive offensive in the West, leaving our Northern border with the rebels weak. We would appreciate if you could land in Eritrea and march down, coming into rebel territory from behind. Meanwhile our own troops could attack from the south, in a pincer movement. I am petitioning the government for more troops to win this war.
Sincerely,
-Walther Nemetz, Stoßschutz Brig. General

---WARP-O-GRAM---
To: Brig. Gen. Walther Nemetz
From: Kandi Sandi, Minister of Foreign Affairs
Encryption: High
Very well. I will speak with the Minister of Defense so that he will send a large detachment of military forces to Eritrea so that they can assist you in this war.

Meanwhile, the NMK's military was mobilizing and getting ready for a partial deployment to the area of Eritrea - the plan was simple and spelled out by Nova Capile. The NMK's navy would land in Eritrea and then from there would be able to go south and really help the Capileans win control back in Ethiopia. They would also be monitoring the region in genera and Nova Capile itself in order to know of any potential invasions. After all, they had a vested interest in securing the safety of their territory.

[Waldriech]

Official Press Statement of Forward operating base Lima Bravo
The bombings of the Mosques was to avenge the persecution of Christians in the area. We will not stop unless both sides have agreed to the Waldriechian Ultimatum.

Jacobstown
20 C-17s arrived at Forward Operating base Alpha bravo, the soldiers were being loaded into tho ships and being withdrawn to Waldriechian Tanzania. There they will commence bombings with drones against the West Ethiopians.

[Iodinae]

The commander looked at the Capilean anxiously, before saying "Your offer is accepted, you are allowed to leave with all civilians."

[Spektronia]

A PUBLIC COMMUNIQUE FROM THE PEOPLE'S REPUBLIC OF TOPKEKKIA

The People's Republic of Topkekkia publicly condemns the Waldreichian attacks on mosques in Ethiopia. If this continues, we will have no recourse but to shoot down Waldreichian planes attempting to continue these barbaric actions.

Ethiopia

As the Capileans had arrived, the troops knew drastic measures were needed. Canisters of sarin were thrown into the fray, and the troops began to fall back, seeking to draw the Capileans and Spektronians out of their little fortress. Of course, the maneuver served a different purpose as well. As the troops retreated, several cruise missile strikes were called in on the hostile forces, about thirty in total.

OOC: Spektronian troops are not effected by gaseous weapons because they all have specialized masks.

As you see here, the sturmkorps as well as the national soldiers have the masks.

[Topkekkia]

A PUBLIC COMMUNIQUE FROM THE PEOPLE'S REPUBLIC OF TOPKEKKIA

The People's Republic of Topkekkia publicly condemns the Waldreichian attacks on mosques in Ethiopia. If this continues, we will have no recourse but to shoot down Waldreichian planes attempting to continue these barbaric actions.

Ethiopia

As the Capileans had arrived, the troops knew drastic measures were needed. Canisters of sarin were thrown into the fray, and the troops began to fall back, seeking to draw the Capileans and Spektronians out of their little fortress. Of course, the maneuver served a different purpose as well. As the troops retreated, several cruise missile strikes were called in on the hostile forces, about thirty in total.

OOC: Spektronian troops are not effected by gaseous weapons because they all have specialized masks.

As you see here, the sturmkorps as well as the national soldiers have the masks.

OOC: Yours may have masks, as do mine, but I don't know about Capile.

[Impero di Argentina]

Above Spectronia.

After having read the Waldreich's official statement, the emperor hit the table with his fist.

Emeperor: "How dare are they! Mosques and the civilians are not to blame for those deaths. We should do something!"

Defense Minister Gerakaris: "Indeed, indeed your Highness" said he in a calm voice. "Let us hope that such nonsense will not happen again."

Foreign Minister: "we have offered to take some of their Christian citizens as refugees but I do not know if mister Mekdem will accept our offer."

Emperor: "He will; our money is very necessary to him."

LETTER
TO: MAXIMILLIAN PHYREXUS
FROM: DANIEL I OF A.E
Encryption: Medium

"Dear Speaker, we have heard of recent airstrikes which were carried out by Waldreich's Air Forces and are deeply concerned about the situation. If the situation worsens, I suggest that we discuss opening of a second front against Waldreich in West Ethiopia because their actions are considered as war crimes. Please inform us of your position."

OOC: request for Waldreich: please write your military's size

[Topkekkia]

To: Daniel I of the Argentine Empire
From: Speaker Maximilian Phyrexus of Topkekkia
Encryption: Medium
Though we don't believe that such a thing as a war crime exists, as war itself is brutality and all means should be used to end it quickly short of nuclear and biological strikes, the Waldreichians must be stopped from killing civilians over something as petty as a religious feud. If these actions continue, we will be forced to battle Waldreich. I'm sure even the Capileans would stay out of that, considering the prior actions of Waldreich against them.

[Spektronia]

As Capileans fell back and missiles continued to bring down soldiers all around, the Spektronians seemed mindless, in the sense that they would not retreat and that they did not even regard the fallen soldiers. The Sturmkorps had turned their guns to the flankers and had shredded them with the mounted mini guns. Suddenly, the roaring of a massive bomber, was heard overhead. The Capelian fighters had fired missiles as well as their nose cannons into the enemy drop zone. The bomber had surprisingly passed the enemy drop zone. For a moment the Capelians and Spektronians had thought it'd missed it's target. Suddenly. it had opened it's rear cargo door. A large amount Spektronian para-troopers, behind the enemy line. As the troopers floated down, they shot at the Topkekkians. Two BTR-80's were dropped out of the cargo door. They floated down along with the national soldiers. Their parachutes were massive and they were slow to reach the ground. As the noxious gas finally cleared at the Spektronian line, several smoke grenades were thrown by the Spektronians. Nothing could be seen of the Spektronian defenses as the smoke clouded the battlefield. Suddenly, the Spektronians stopped firing as the para-troopers and BTR's advanced on the rear line of the Topkekkians. The Bomber was well into the distance by now, but it was slowly turning back around to the battle.

[Oesterra]

2100 Union Street
Republic City, Republic State, Oesterra
2/12/16 New Standard Calendar
Encryption: Classified

The Alliance of Free Republics

---

To the Capilean government, the level of concern regarding the situation in Ethiopia has reached an all-time high. To steady and ensure stability in the Ethiopian sector, we request the granting of our aid and, should tensions continue, a contingent of peacekeeping forces. The Alliance extends its arms to you, offering cooperation and assistance should relations remain cordial and mutually beneficial in nature. Should you accept our offer of assistance, the expansion of trade and deals in the foreseeable future can be negotiated. For the time being, however, the Allied Council will remain in its current phase of assistance, humanitarian aid. Should extra clearance, however, be granted, various Oesterran vehicles can be lend-leased or sold to bolster your nation's ability to maintain stability in the region.

With pleasant regards,
David Thompson,
Supreme Allied Commander of the AFR

[The Grand Duchy Of Nova Capile]

OOC: Stoßschutz troops are given gas masks but rarely take them into battle because it slows them down and they are rarely used.
IC:
Battle of New Cologne, Greater Ethiopia
The Stoßschutz troops reeled back as the enemy began using gas attacks. A few had brought their clumsy masks, and wrestled to secure them on their heads. The rest were given desperate orders by their officers, who yelled at them through the forest, which was twice as hard to see through with the clouds of gas. About eighty of the brave troops stood and fought, with their gas masks now obscuring their faces. The rest began to fall back, covering their noses and mouths with cloth or their hands as the fought through the forest.

The remaining troops gave a hurrah as they saw Spektronian reinforcements parachuting out of the back of the big aircraft. Capilean fighter jets whizzed above the battlefield, intercepting the enemy aircraft when they could and firing down at the retreating Topekkian troops. The troops which had retreated fell back towards the city, hoping to grab their masks and reinforcements and set up a new defensive line should the enemy break through.

Meanwhile, Mekdem's troops had reached the outskirts of the city. They waited to strike in the undergrowth, but their Warlord insisted they wait for Topekkia to respond to a message he had sent by courier through the dense jungle where there would be no patrols. He ran up to the Topekkian drop site, panting and looking desperately for an officer. When he finally found one, he walked over and gave him the message, before collapsing in a heap.

West Ethiopia, Islamic Ethiopia
Fighters that were painted the same as their once loyal allies buzzed overhead, destroying the sacred places of worship with their bombs and slaughtering hundreds. Screams drowned out even the hum of the jets as people stampeded across the city into shelters. General Bahta Teshome looked in horror from the now shattered window of the old, rundown police station turned government house. "Are... Are those our allies?' he thundered to the other officers gathered in his office. "Yes General," one replied nervously. Teshome's eyes narrowed. "Send a message to Mekdem. We are going to war."

Capilean troops had been halted by fresh Argentinian forces, but the damage was done; Rechina and the lands around it had been secured. They decided to prepare a new defensive line, with 90,000 Stoßschutz and 45,000 colonial troops stationed along the new line. Meanwhile, 130,000 Stoßschutz troops had been gathered for a new offensive north in cooperation with the New Mushroom Kingdom...

Enemy Air Base, Near Jacobstown
The personnel of the airfield near Jacobstown were relaxed. Most of them were asleep at one in the morning. The Ethiopia troops crept silently through the jungle surrounding the base. An officer raised his sword. "NOW!" he shouted. Thousands of rage-filled Ethiopians poured out of the jungle, storming the airstrips in minutes. Both organized troops and mobs, they poured out of the dense undergrowth never-endingly, armed with both machine guns and melee weapons. They had vowed to take ten Waldreichian lives for every one that they had killed in their airstrikes. The Africans fought with a rage that gave them all the strength they needed. The enemy watched as they were shot and didn't even seem to care; they just kept going. They massacred all they found, sleeping or awake. Within minutes the airstrips were empty except for the dead; the Ethiopians left no wounded and took no prisoners. They had by now infiltrated the inside of the base, and a bloodbath ensued.

Rainees, Greater Ethiopia
Rudolf nodded, and shook hands with the major, then lead him out of the building. Within half an hour a long motorcade of military vehicles and civilian cars and trucks, with mattresses, boxes, and various other objects tied atop them, were ready to leave. A horde of civilians, black and white, who knew they would be persecuted for the color of their skin or religion, along with soldiers, were on foot, holding personal belongings as well. The Lt. Colonel turned around one last time to the officer he had negotiated with. "Thank you, sir, for seeing reason in all this bloody conflict," he said sincerely, smiling at his counterpart. Just as he finished his sentence, a volley of gunfire and screams, both warlike and frightened, blared at once.

The officers whirled around to see hundreds of Ethiopian troops and "irregulars" streaming through the streets; they were joined by black civilians who were loyal to the rebellion. They ran into the motorcade, guns blazing, slaughtering any man, woman or child that they saw. Dead bodies and blood littered the streets. It was a massacre.

New Dusseldorf
Walther was feeling down. He hadn't seen his family for weeks, since flights to Central, Northern, and Southern Ethiopia had been cancelled. They were supposed to come out to see him next week. That bolstered him a bit. He returned to his work, stroking back his light blond hair and reviewing the telegrams which had reached him. The first was from a powerful alliance of nations which would like to establish good relations and trade partnerships with the Duchy in order to quell the rebellion in Ethiopia. He had already read that, and had received the Duke's permission to accept it. The next was from the New Mushroom Kingdom, which had accepted his ideas. He would prepare ports in Eritrea for them. Finally, he penned a response for the Alliance of Free Republics over his lobster dinner.

To: The Alliance of Free Republics Council
From: Brig. Gen. Walther Nemetz, Supreme Commander of Greater Ethiopia
I am delighted you have extended the hand of friendship to us so that we can stomp out this blasted jihadist rebellion. I am happy to begin trade agreements with the Alliance, and more so to approve a lend-lease program so that new equipment can easily be brought to the front. I look forward with working with the Alliance in the Future.
Sincerely,
-Walther Nemetz, Stoßschutz Brig. General

[Spektronia]

OOC: Stoßschutz troops are given gas masks but rarely take them into battle because it slows them down and they are rarely used.
IC:
Battle of New Cologne, Greater Ethiopia
The Stoßschutz troops reeled back as the enemy began using gas attacks. A few had brought their clumsy masks, and wrestled to secure them on their heads. The rest were given desperate orders by their officers, who yelled at them through the forest, which was twice as hard to see through with the clouds of gas. About eighty of the brave troops stood and fought, with their gas masks now obscuring their faces. The rest began to fall back, covering their noses and mouths with cloth or their hands as the fought through the forest.

The remaining troops gave a hurrah as they saw Spektronian reinforcements parachuting out of the back of the big aircraft. Capilean fighter jets whizzed above the battlefield, intercepting the enemy aircraft when they could and firing down at the retreating Topekkian troops. The troops which had retreated fell back towards the city, hoping to grab their masks and reinforcements and set up a new defensive line should the enemy break through.

Meanwhile, Mekdem's troops had reached the outskirts of the city. They waited to strike in the undergrowth, but their Warlord insisted they wait for Topekkia to respond to a message he had sent by courier through the dense jungle where there would be no patrols. He ran up to the Topekkian drop site, panting and looking desperately for an officer. When he finally found one, he walked over and gave him the message, before collapsing in a heap.

West Ethiopia, Islamic Ethiopia
Fighters that were painted the same as their once loyal allies buzzed overhead, destroying the sacred places of worship with their bombs and slaughtering hundreds. Screams drowned out even the hum of the jets as people stampeded across the city into shelters. General Bahta Teshome looked in horror from the now shattered window of the old, rundown police station turned government house. "Are... Are those our allies?' he thundered to the other officers gathered in his office. "Yes General," one replied nervously. Teshome's eyes narrowed. "Send a message to Mekdem. We are going to war."

Capilean troops had been halted by fresh Argentinian forces, but the damage was done; Rechina and the lands around it had been secured. They decided to prepare a new defensive line, with 90,000 Stoßschutz and 45,000 colonial troops stationed along the new line. Meanwhile, 130,000 Stoßschutz troops had been gathered for a new offensive north in cooperation with the New Mushroom Kingdom...

Enemy Air Base, Near Jacobstown
The personnel of the airfield near Jacobstown were relaxed. Most of them were asleep at one in the morning. The Ethiopia troops crept silently through the jungle surrounding the base. An officer raised his sword. "NOW!" he shouted. Thousands of rage-filled Ethiopians poured out of the jungle, storming the airstrips in minutes. Both organized troops and mobs, they poured out of the dense undergrowth never-endingly, armed with both machine guns and melee weapons. They had vowed to take ten Waldreichian lives for every one that they had killed in their airstrikes. The Africans fought with a rage that gave them all the strength they needed. The enemy watched as they were shot and didn't even seem to care; they just kept going. They massacred all they found, sleeping or awake. Within minutes the airstrips were empty except for the dead; the Ethiopians left no wounded and took no prisoners. They had by now infiltrated the inside of the base, and a bloodbath ensued.

Rainees, Greater Ethiopia
Rudolf nodded, and shook hands with the major, then lead him out of the building. Within half an hour a long motorcade of military vehicles and civilian cars and trucks, with mattresses, boxes, and various other objects tied atop them, were ready to leave. A horde of civilians, black and white, who knew they would be persecuted for the color of their skin or religion, along with soldiers, were on foot, holding personal belongings as well. The Lt. Colonel turned around one last time to the officer he had negotiated with. "Thank you, sir, for seeing reason in all this bloody conflict," he said sincerely, smiling at his counterpart. Just as he finished his sentence, a volley of gunfire and screams, both warlike and frightened, blared at once.

The officers whirled around to see hundreds of Ethiopian troops and "irregulars" streaming through the streets; they were joined by black civilians who were loyal to the rebellion. They ran into the motorcade, guns blazing, slaughtering any man, woman or child that they saw. Dead bodies and blood littered the streets. It was a massacre.

New Dusseldorf
Walther was feeling down. He hadn't seen his family for weeks, since flights to Central, Northern, and Southern Ethiopia had been cancelled. They were supposed to come out to see him next week. That bolstered him a bit. He returned to his work, stroking back his light blond hair and reviewing the telegrams which had reached him. The first was from a powerful alliance of nations which would like to establish good relations and trade partnerships with the Duchy in order to quell the rebellion in Ethiopia. He had already read that, and had received the Duke's permission to accept it. The next was from the New Mushroom Kingdom, which had accepted his ideas. He would prepare ports in Eritrea for them. Finally, he penned a response for the Alliance of Free Republics over his lobster dinner.

To: The Alliance of Free Republics Council
From: Brig. Gen. Walther Nemetz, Supreme Commander of Greater Ethiopia
I am delighted you have extended the hand of friendship to us so that we can stomp out this blasted jihadist rebellion. I am happy to begin trade agreements with the Alliance, and more so to approve a lend-lease program so that new equipment can easily be brought to the front. I look forward with working with the Alliance in the Future.
Sincerely,
-Walther Nemetz, Stoßschutz Brig. General

Generalleutnant Marko Kestenbaum had been in his office, in the New Cologne, Spektronian military base, with other officers, strategically planning and controlling the battle, which was only a few kilometers away. He had decided to send a telegram to Nemetz, in thanks for his reinforcements.

To: Brig. General Nemetz
From: Generalleutnant Marko Kestenbaum
General, you cannot begin to imagine how grateful and indebted I am to you. I have full confidence in our joint effort at the Battle of New Cologne. Once we triumph here, my forces will be at your full disposal to operate any attack in the surrounding regions. Death to Islam! May we prevail!

[Tangaliro]

Official message of Tangaliro

---

This is an official TESU member's message.

---

An invitation of peace conference

We noticed the increase in brutality and cruelty of both sides' combat methods in the conflict,and would like to contribute on preventing these from further happening.Therefore,we would like to invite both sides,including Nova Capile,USN members and other belligerents to Ravenfall,where a peace conference will be held regarding how to resolve this tension on a peaceful mean.

If this invitation is rejected by the majority of the belligerents,Tangaliro will have no choice but to send in humanitarian aids and peace keepers along with a large protection force to reduce the impact of the war on the locals.

At last,we wish both sides to consider bringing the matter onto the negotiation table.

---

Sincerely from,
Tangaliroan government

[The Grand Duchy Of Nova Capile]

New Dusseldorf, Greater Ethiopia
Walther was just finishing his dinner as Anton Rehn opened the door and deposited a telegram on his desk. As he finished chewing, he looked up from the report he was reading and at Rehn. "What is this?" he asked as he forked another bite of lobster into his mouth. "It's from the Spektronian forces, sir," Rehn replied mechanically. Walther waved him away and snatched the telegram, ripping it open with his penknife. He read the neat note and forked up a last bite of the delicious crustacean. Wiping his mouth and hands with his napkin, he set it on his plate and pushed the plate to the edge of his desk.

He was happy the Spektronian commander was getting along with him, and decided he would send some more forces in to finally tip the balance. After he quickly penned a note, he wrote new orders to his troops and retired to his quarters.

To: Generalleutnant Marko Kestenbaum
From: Brig. General Walther Nemetz
I am pleased we are getting along, General. This telegram should be succeeded by two battalions of Stoßschutz paratroops, which have come fully prepared for the battle with gas masks, along with two additional squadrons of fighters. This should be enough, along with your indomitable troops, to finally drive the enemy out of our territory.
Sincerely,
-Walther Nemetz, Brig. General

Sure enough, five massive dropships with a force of 360 Stoßschutz paratroops, escorted by sixteen fighters, were steaming towards the battle. They were prepared for the battle with gas masks. Along with the troops were five armored personal carriers, each with a small turret and heavy machine gun. As well, crates full of additional ammo, rations, and heavy equipment such as mortars, gas canisters, heavy machine guns, flamethrowers, and more barricades. These were planned to be dropped behind allied lines.

New Cologne
A rusty pickup truck, its ancient blue paint chipping off, rattled up the paved road leading into the city. A Capilean guard leaned out of his post and walked in front of the security checkpoint. The truck rolled to a halt, and the guard walked up to it, two more just behind him. He reached the window and saw an elderly black man inside, wearing patched overalls. "Sir, are you looking to go into the city?' he asked politely, brushing his light brown hair back under his fatigue cap. "Yessir," the man answered slowly. "I come up from Gladstone, looking to sell my crop." Sure enough, the back of the truck was loaded with corn.

The soldier nodded. It was the harvest season, after all. "Alright, well, we'll just have to search the vehicle. Don't be alarmed, it's just a mandatory security measure," the guard said calmly. The other two had circled around the truck. The old man's eyes widened in alarm. Suddenly he took off at top speed, throwing the men to the ground. The old truck burst through the arm gates, sending splinters everywhere. The soldiers sprang to their feet running after the truck. "Stop sir! STOP!" It was too late the truck screeched through the city, slamming into the brick city hall. As soon as it hit the building a massive explosion flattened it, knocking the guards back down.

When they rose, they saw half of the city hall gone; the truck had been completely disintegrated. Bricks and chunks of metal rained down. Half the city was on fire, and car alarms blared across the city. Screams began to join them, as did sirens as the police, medical and fire forces sprang into action. The guards, tears streaming down their face, were unsure what to do. "A suicide bomber," one said remorsefully. 'What a waste of-" He was interrupted by a sudden burst of machine gun fire and a tidal wave of cheers. They turned to see a mass of Ethiopian troops screaming towards them. A decorated veteran in a tribal uniform lead them. Even as his comrades were cut down, the last guard took aim at him and fired; the man crumpled to the ground. He died knowing he had helped his country massively.

[Impero di Argentina]

Ooc: no offense but I think general Marko kestenbaum went overboard with the last part of the telegram. I suggest we refrain from such direct statements. This thread should be about cooperation, diplomacy, and of course having fun.

[Sharko Federation]

In the Skies above West Ethiopia,
Nova Capile

5 An-124 'Ruslan', the only 5 owned by the Sharkan Airforce and 5 more Il-76 'Candid' flew above West Ethiopia. They were escorted by 15 Mig-21s, and 5 more older, Mig-17s. They were all painted in Sharkan liveries. Inside the lead An-124, the Sharkan field commander briefed his troops.

"Comrades of the Red Army, today we will fight for the independence of Ethiopia and free them from the Capilean hands! Though we have another enemy too, Waldereich! They think they can bomb mosques and kill civilians, and they call themselves rebel allies? Today we fight against these people, and we WILL be victorious!" The commander shouted as he paced around the back of the aircraft.

Each Ruslan contained 350 Sharkan soldiers, and there were 2,500 Sharkan soldiers in total. Though in the Il-76s, they did not contain just soldiers, but tanks! There were 20 PT-76 Light Tanks in the aircraft, with 4 PT-76 per aircraft.

The commander ran to strap himself into his seat. "Go, Go, Go!" Shouted the commander. A green light switched on and the large door opened up behind them. Soldiers strapped and readied their parachutes.

As the door opened, they got ready to jump...

[Spektronia]

New Dusseldorf, Greater Ethiopia
Walther was just finishing his dinner as Anton Rehn opened the door and deposited a telegram on his desk. As he finished chewing, he looked up from the report he was reading and at Rehn. "What is this?" he asked as he forked another bite of lobster into his mouth. "It's from the Spektronian forces, sir," Rehn replied mechanically. Walther waved him away and snatched the telegram, ripping it open with his penknife. He read the neat note and forked up a last bite of the delicious crustacean. Wiping his mouth and hands with his napkin, he set it on his plate and pushed the plate to the edge of his desk.

He was happy the Spektronian commander was getting along with him, and decided he would send some more forces in to finally tip the balance. After he quickly penned a note, he wrote new orders to his troops and retired to his quarters.

To: Generalleutnant Marko Kestenbaum
From: Brig. General Walther Nemetz
I am pleased we are getting along, General. This telegram should be succeeded by two battalions of Stoßschutz paratroops, which have come fully prepared for the battle with gas masks, along with two additional squadrons of fighters. This should be enough, along with your indomitable troops, to finally drive the enemy out of our territory.
Sincerely,
-Walther Nemetz, Brig. General

Sure enough, five massive dropships with a force of 360 Stoßschutz paratroops, escorted by sixteen fighters, were steaming towards the battle. They were prepared for the battle with gas masks. Along with the troops were five armored personal carriers, each with a small turret and heavy machine gun. As well, crates full of additional ammo, rations, and heavy equipment such as mortars, gas canisters, heavy machine guns, flamethrowers, and more barricades. These were planned to be dropped behind allied lines.

New Cologne
A rusty pickup truck, its ancient blue paint chipping off, rattled up the paved road leading into the city. A Capilean guard leaned out of his post and walked in front of the security checkpoint. The truck rolled to a halt, and the guard walked up to it, two more just behind him. He reached the window and saw an elderly black man inside, wearing patched overalls. "Sir, are you looking to go into the city?' he asked politely, brushing his light brown hair back under his fatigue cap. "Yessir," the man answered slowly. "I come up from Gladstone, looking to sell my crop." Sure enough, the back of the truck was loaded with corn.

The soldier nodded. It was the harvest season, after all. "Alright, well, we'll just have to search the vehicle. Don't be alarmed, it's just a mandatory security measure," the guard said calmly. The other two had circled around the truck. The old man's eyes widened in alarm. Suddenly he took off at top speed, throwing the men to the ground. The old truck burst through the arm gates, sending splinters everywhere. The soldiers sprang to their feet running after the truck. "Stop sir! STOP!" It was too late the truck screeched through the city, slamming into the brick city hall. As soon as it hit the building a massive explosion flattened it, knocking the guards back down.

When they rose, they saw half of the city hall gone; the truck had been completely disintegrated. Bricks and chunks of metal rained down. Half the city was on fire, and car alarms blared across the city. Screams began to join them, as did sirens as the police, medical and fire forces sprang into action. The guards, tears streaming down their face, were unsure what to do. "A suicide bomber," one said remorsefully. 'What a waste of-" He was interrupted by a sudden burst of machine gun fire and a tidal wave of cheers. They turned to see a mass of Ethiopian troops screaming towards them. A decorated veteran in a tribal uniform lead them. Even as his comrades were cut down, the last guard took aim at him and fired; the man crumpled to the ground. He died knowing he had helped his country massively.

Marko had been informed of the attack and he slammed his table and ordered that 50 BTR-80's be dispersed throughout the city, along with 2,500 soldiers, whom he was completely confident would take the rebels with ease. Marko stormed out of the office to rally the troops. He then climbed into an M1A1 Abrams tank and sat, manning the turret himself as the troops, BTRs and his tank headed toward the city. Heavy Sturmkorps Flame-Troopers were the first into the city, and the first to engage the terrorists, setting fire to the large masses of Ethiopian terrorists, their massive Kevlar armor absorbing a lot of the returned fire they received. The Spektronian National Soldiers had then come charging out from between buildings and alleys that surrounded the terrorists. The Spektronian strategy was to enclose the horde of Ethiopians in between the city's buildings. The Soldiers came out yelling, the soldiers were all about eight feet tall and broader than most people. A few BTRs had turned the corner of a large building and began to fire. But to the Ethiopian's surprise, they were not firing shells, but rather non-lethal, large rubber balls. The charging soldiers also fired rubber bullets at the Ethiopians, along with other soldiers using tasers and electrified security batons to incapacitate the Ethiopians. It was now obvious that the Spektronians wanted to take the Ethiopians prisoner, rather than kill them. Despite the numbers of Spektronians falling, the soldiers pushed on, again, oddly, not paying attention to their dead or wounded.

Spektronian Soldiers push through the Ehtiopians

[Iodinae]

The group of soldiers began to fume in frustration. The commander told the Capilean commander "Take that back. Grab every man you can, arm him and kill those Ethiopians. We won't tolerate this, even from our allies. Until this is over we're allies, got that? If the rebels say anything about it, just say you killed the Ethiopians before we negotiated a surrender." Meanwhile, the local forces were alerted that the mobs were brutally slaughtering the civilians, and the IDF had a mind to do something about that. The IDF and government knew what the Ethiopian government would do to some of it's people, and a plan was already made. Get the Ethiopians free, and then coup their government and install a leader that won't persecute it's civilians and can rule a stable nation. Whether the rebels liked it or not, the Ethiopians weren't to try this again.

[Topkekkia]

OOC: But what was the message that that the Pheidippides looking fellow sent? Can't do much without that critical bit of info.

[The Grand Duchy Of Nova Capile]

OOC: But what was the message that that the Pheidippides looking fellow sent? Can't do much without that critical bit of info.

OOC: Silly me, I forgot to put that message in there.
IC:
Drop site, Near New Cologne
The runner had passed out on the ground. The officer, opening the letter he clutched in his hands, read the following:

Leading an attack on the city. Mass casualties. Requesting support.

Short and simple.

New Cologne
The streets were choked with dead civilians and soldiers, and blood ran through the gullies. The Ethiopians, dismayed at the death of Warlord Mekdem, had rallied behind the junior officer Aklilu Taye, who ordered them to take no prisoners. Through the chaos, the mobs saw the intimidating enemy soldiers, taller and bulkier than any they had ever seen. Suddenly shrieks in Arabic followed sprinters as the ran into the enemy lines and hurled themselves at the enemy before exploding, flattening everything around them. The Ethiopians had invested heavily in suicide tactics, it seemed.

The battle raged on, as did the mass fire. Firemen had been caught in the crossfire and killed or fled out of the city like most of the civilians. It engulfed block after block, trapping soldiers from both sides. The civilian slaughter was even worse. The Ethiopians seemed not to care what got in their way, and they mowed down fleeing civilians like flies. It was a slaughterhouse.

Rainees, Greater Ethiopia
Rudolf seemed obvious for several seconds. He could here the officer talking to him, and the faint din of battle around him. He saw a young lieutenant approach him, asking for orders. The boy was cut down mercilessly. That snapped him back to reality, and all the sudden he was a field officer again. He nodded to his counterpart and strode towards the motorcade that the majority of his remaining men were behind. "Every man that can fight needs a gun!" he shouted, watching as the soldiers scrambled to retrieve the guns of their fallen comrades and give them to the able civilians that had not been cut down in the vicious ambush.

"Get behind cover!" he called, gesturing frantically for the frazzled people who had thrown themselves to the ground to get behind the cars. Men were already climbing into the machine gun turrets on the vehicles, beginning to respond to the enemy's volleys. He barely had time to order more men into the military vehicles when he heard Arabic shouting. He turned to see a dozen enemy soldiers running headlong towards his line. What were they doing? Then it hit him. "Take those suicide bombers out, now!" he shouted hastily. It was too late. They threw themselves at the motorcade. He jumped down, taking a young captain with him. A deafening boom rang out behind him. He couldn't hear for almost thirty seconds. He looked back up, dirt and blood now covering his face. The burning wreckage of the motorcade was littered all around him. Then he heard the cries. Oh, the cries! All around him, the dying and wounded cried out. It was horrible.

Tear streaming down and making lines in the dirt that caked his face, he slowly lifted himself up. A few others, including the captain he'd flattened, were also getting up. Perhaps the enemy were satisfied. Perhaps they had suffered the same fate. It did not matter. The only thing his mind could think of was the death all around him. He fingered the pistol in his belt and lifted it to his head. He didn't want to live the rest of his life with this staining it.

[Oesterra]

2100 Union Street
Republic City, Republic State, Oesterra
2/12/16 New Standard Calendar
Encryption: Classified

The Alliance of Free Republics

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To the Capilean government, The assistance shipments shall be as follows:

• 120 MBT-2M Export Variant Tanks
• 250 HVY H4 Hunter MRAPs
• 215 HVY H5 Mongoose Heavy-Lifting MRAPs
• 80 HVY H6 Marauder MRAPs
• 620 HVY H3 Insurgent MRAPs
• 6 JAF-22 Air Superiority Fighters

Should this amount be agreeable, the shipments of said cargo shall be sent to a safe region within Nova Capile for regrouping, rearrangement, and eventual deployment.

Always cordial,
David Thompson,
Supreme Allied Commander of the AFR

[Impero di Argentina]

10,000 more argentine troops have arrived to West Ethiopia. They heard that Capileans were fighting to the death. "Alright boys, let us dig trenches and prepare for the worst" said brigadier Acardi. " if those Capileans want A fight, they will get it. Be brave, oh Ethiopian fighters! United we are strong!" Now total of 15000 imperial troops along with their Ethiopian partners, were guarding that small part of the land in the west.

[Topkekkia]

Ethiopia, Battle of New Cologne

The poor fellow collapsed at Radoslav's feet after relaying his short message. It reminded him of that Greek fellow he'd learned about in school all those years ago who ran himself to death to give an equally simple message: Victory. Well, he wasn't going to let this man die. He hoisted the fallen soldier onto his shoulder and picked up his radio.
"Battlegroup, this is Crimson Alpha, requesting an airstrike on hostile forces and deployment of arms to friendly forces, over." While waiting, he found cover behind a ditch, a brief respite from the hail of lead above him. He began to administer first aid to him, checking for breathing first. That was there. His circulation also seemed fine. By the look of the man, Radoslav could tell the soldier needed water, and likely several days rest. He could only get one, of course. Radoslav began to slowly pour water from his canteen into the man's throat. As he did so, a response came from the fleet.
"Copy that, Crimson Alpha, sending forces now." Not a few moments later, Radoslav saw several cruise missiles arc overhead, followed by a loud thud several seconds later. Air support was a gift from God, he'd always said, and he was being proven right once more.

TO: The Government of Tangrilao
FROM: The Government of Topkekkia
The People's Republic of Topkekkia graciously accepts your invitation to a peace conference. Hopefully, an end can be put to this violence.

Ravenfall

Maximilian Phyrexus stepped off of his plane, stretching his arms as he did so. These plane rides were always hard on his shoulders, and this one was no different.
"Yuri, where's the car?" he asked one of the five suited men that followed him. Before Yuri had a chance to respond, a car pulled up in front of the jet. "Well, I guess that settles that. Let's go make some peace, shall we?"