Politics and Peace and War (Internal Affairs Pt.2)

by **McNernia** » Thu Mar 02, 2017 10:25 am

OOC: Continued From: viewtopic.php?f=5&t=303639

Griffindon, Mcnernia
Palace of Roseham

The King looked at the document, an assessment from the Secret Intelligence Service. The SIS in Moscow had been operating inside the KGB and there were hunts in MD-5 and 6 and in the Special Branch of the MRC for the odd KGB problem. There had been concerns about the MNPLA-ULF, the paramilitary anti-Government militia was a puppet of the Soviets with the Soviets having slaughtered thousands of their own people. As there was problems in Souryia al-Assad that was taking the Soviet eyes off the issue of the Mcnernians. National Liberation movements had joined into the combat forces of the MNPLA-ULF. The countryside of the North west and the North-east, there was wreckage from the offensive.

Sitting in his private apartments where he had spent time with his family, where he had cried and screamed and considered cutting his own throat when his beloved wifes airplane had been reported missing and coldness had settled in through his limbs. And he had embraced his wife and his son who had his looks. He was a good boy and the man was happy. The King had made public appearances and with a state visit to New Hayesilia on the table the issue of what was to be done at home had come up. The Communists had shot at people and there had been bomb threats. No air raids or naval barrages or attacks on ships. There had been no problem and the issue of the Communist base. The place had been evacuated in a limited engagement with the rebel fleet. The Army had been evacuated along with a lot of equipement, families and politicians with the Air Force fighting alongside the fleet. The Soviets had not gotten involved because they had left when there was something to sort out among the Soyrians.

Exemplary that they did not have fanatics that were willing to die for the Revolution stay behind and could salvage their strength.

From aboard a JSTARS A380M the Chief of the General Staff had overseen the assault on the Island. It was a mop up, there had been a whole lot of destroyed ordinance and there had been empty prefabricated buildings with no rebel flags. Now a flag had been raised, the cross of St Erin flew in the breeze over that rock that was quite out of the way and as such the Soviets had set the MNPLA-ULF up there. It was a formidable size of an island that was densely populated.

”A real villans lair sir.” the SIS man who had come to brief the King about what had happened. There was something to be said for the SIS and their ability to phrase things. It was like a villans lair from the 1960s movies that had been shot at the height of the Cold War, the time before the USSR had plunged into ten years of anarchy and then had emerged strong and dangerous and reayd to take on anything.
“A Pardon for Fredrick Cooper, the man could be key in getting rid of most the leftists. He may have a mouth on him but that would be something to have. He supported the issue of Souryia. That came back to bite us in the ass.” He looked at the SIS file on what he had gotten up to in the Soviet Union with the 9th Army being in Poland there was victory in sight there but it would be a long and hard war with the Soviets dug in deep and a whole lot of Poland at risk.

“I sign a pardon and the Antremans and the others will object. We have driven them back but there are insurgents at large in the country. And a Pardon will disarm the leadership.”
The King looked at the document. No signature today.

North Griffindon,
Offices of KNIGHT, a Member of the Aransburg Club Three

The man had been talking to MPs for a long time, the Libertarians had wanted to legalize Marijuana and the issue had raised some concerns among the Nifonese community. The issue had gotten stuck in the House of Commons and the Speaker had seen it journaled and put aside in the face of the Nichiyamengi affair as much as any other. The country needed strong leader and well Timothy York had overreacted to the crisis but he was pro-SACTO and to align more closely with the East, the Nifonese were not to be submitted to, they were to be treated as equals with the intention that they were to be, the man in charge was something to be kept an eye on.
We must be ready for anything and the issue of the coup. We have a plan. We need a no confidence vote. The Libertarians were weak.

The Conservative Party was something that could see the nation up to the top of power. A foreign policy that was with Nifon. They would not however throw themselves at Nifons feet. The issue was complex.
Sitting in an office looking at an article about how the Nifonese were a sound choice, the Conservatives had various newspapers and well Libertarians were starting to speak out about the whole Gay rights issue. That was secondary and well the Libertarian Party oopposed Communists because of the Homophobia and the issue had KNIGHT considering his options.

The day was warm and by all rights he should be happy. But the issue remained that there was things to do in this country. They had to keep it safe from the Communists.

by **McNernia** » Thu Mar 16, 2017 9:45 pm

The control Room at MRAF Little Ballton was quiet and large, set far from the nearest towns on the roads from the capitol towards this part of the center of the country. Isolated so that people would not be looking around at the Space Command center. MRAF Little Ballton was a facility with a 4500m runway from its time as the seat of the Test Pilot School which had been transferred to the Kaisong Island with the need to have the Astronaut pool close to the space program and the RAF base that was its heart and soul. The Space Command was responsible for the FALCON Military Station project with a whole facility with massive arrays made for communication with the station and the odd space shuttle that went up to preform checks on the Mcnernian satellites. The Little Ballton FALCON Tracking Center was several hundred thousand square meters of building with the need for supplies and information and the massive computers.

Little Ballton was the size of a small city with all the on-base housing centered toward the National Highway one allowing for the families of the bases several thousand inhabitants and the frequent guests to the Air Force Museum which showed the history of the Air Force and its now 110 Years of involvement with aviation. First as the Army air service and then as the Air Force it was a proud arm of the Mcnernian Armed Forces. The Space Command shared the base with Interceptors of Air Defence Command and the Air Force Reserve with a whole lot of A330 tankers and some A340M-ELINT Aircraft. Those were fewer.

The FALCON Control Center was a miracle of cutting edge tech, Mcnernian technology along with Nifonese tech sold quite well. The place was centered around processors and communications arrays. There was AI that managed various feedback from the station and as it passed out of sight coordinated Mcnernian and SACTO commsats to keep it in contact with the ground and with other space craft that were out there for the Royal Air Force gathering intelligence on all the foes that were down on earth.

In the control room, the lights were on and the OF-7 of the Royal Air Force looked around. The Flight Director for this mission smiled at all his people. This was routine, while there were several lifting body shuttles for the Royal Air Force that were SSTOs there was always the rockets that were used to put up satellites and well they could put up a capsule with men and women or with supplies. There was a supply mission on the Pad at Dai-Kuong with the FALCON Control unit on alert as they would be taking charge of the capsule and guiding it on the two-day journey towards the station. A routine thing that would not go awry unless there was Cyber-attack which would send the craft hurtling into the atmosphere. The Communists ranted about Imperialist domination of space and now there would be the deployment of this Spathia ICBM derived launch vehicle to the FALCON Station.

“Alright, make ready, 1 Minute to the launch my friends.” The unit had worked well together on past launches for FALCON and with space planes as much as the rockets there was a whole lot of things going on. The feeling of the room was very much changed with that command and the Flight Director turned his eyes to the main monitor with orbits of dozens of craft, many of them were unmanned vehicles that had Mcnernian tech packed into them and he was proud of one of them, FALCON station was up there with its unique transponder with its proclamation of its ID.

The rocket was nothing special at first glance with its five Liquid fuel engines in two stages, but when she was done with her mission that would see the difference from a missile that would burn up when it landed. The need to keep space junk to a minimum and the Mcnernians had gotten behind Space X, backing proposals with Royal Air Force support to the OSAs Vandenberg Air Force base. The crews at Little Ballton had supported several operations. And the various research entities had been involved with the development of the reusable system. The Mcnernian way was innovation. Looking at the rocket at the other end of the monitor it was a non descript thing emblazoned with the SACTO and MRAF badges, the FALCON Space Station project symbol was on the fairing showing that she was a special rocket.

“30 seconds to launch.”

“20 seconds.”

“10 Seconds.”

The command was given in another room, the firing room at Dai-Kuong that had responsibility for the vehicle as it was on the pad. The big cylinder at the call of ZERO. Five roaring bright flames erupted as the umbilical systems were torn away and the steam from Liquid oxygen saw the machine roaring into the night sky.

“Come on baby.” Said the flight director. This was a routine operation, powerful computers were working the diagnosis every second and the rocket was showing on his console as green. The 50 or so people on the crew were equally excited with the rockets being like their babies. And when the child succeeds the parent had done its job.

The rocket hurtled upwards from its launch pad and there were several HD Monitors available in the Air Force Museum parking lot. They would with massive sound systems make one think that they were several thousand miles away in the Dai-Koung area. Watching live as the rocket was sent hurtling skyward with the supplies strapped into the capsule.

Soon enough both stages were spent, the trajectory of the rocket had been made known as “Catching up to the FALCON Space station.” It would be classified until next year when the supplies on the vessel would run out and the thing would be destroyed. Some may contract out to private firms to launch, MRAF policy was not to trust private firms. Buy rockets from them but then you should work with it not have private personnel, well those who were not employed by you crawling around your facilities.

“Look alive folks, shes ours now. We are the missile folks. We are going to do this and do it right.”

There was a chorus of affirmatives over the intercom with the Flight Director smiling as his people went to work.

Up in space fairings were dropped and the large capsule, roughly the size of a business jet and full of a years worth of rations of various sorts was on its way. Thrusters were fired to make sure that the craft was on an intercept trajectory. A 48 hrs would see it meeting with the FALCON station and seeing supplies offloaded.

The rocket was on a trajectory back to earth and what set the Mcnernian way apart from others was the fact that they were always ready to save money and make money. The OSAs NASA had not embraced the use of reusable rockets but Elon Musk had received a hefty sum and plenty of SAT support for his launches and the Mcnernians had gotten the tech they needed with the launch vehicle they were currently involved in using being one of those. A reusable rocket that was fully reusable. The two stages were on their way back, the supply vehicle would be disposed of soon enough and the stations life would go on. But as of now with the Commandant watching the Firing team at S3 would be dealing with the rocket, getting a lifting body stage and the main part down to the recovery.

“Poseidon One is in position Ma’am.” The controller looked back towards the severe faced woman who was standing next to the flight director with her dark blue eyes fixed firmly on the readouts that showed the position of the two parts that had been the rocket that was now plummeting back towards the earth and would burn up if not for the fact that there was braking fins and retro rockets that would keep the massive launcher from harm. From shattering or from destruction. And that was the first stage of the missile. It was a two-stage system with the second stage having a similar thing except its nose was covered in heat resistant materials that would allow it to streak down through the atmosphere and then be caught and returned once a parachute had stopped it. The Commandant was a hard woman to please, she was in the business because she had been selected for a Air Force astronaut program, something before the modern FALCON.
“Good, keep the ship in position. Status on Stage two?”
“Recovery ship is tracking stage two ma’am, we have report from the tracking station out near Wenchuan, in the Empire that everything is going 5x5 and the splashdown should be over the Deylon Straits if all goes well.”
“I don’t want ifs, I want you to bust your arse to get that vehicle down. Am I understood?” The commandant was not pleased with the half assery of a whole lot of the younger generation, she was not one of the few women general officers with a college degree in Mcnernia for no reason. Her father had been a test pilot and her brother had a major degree in Physics. There was a time when the nation had hope that the Reds would go away, the Soviet Civil War had passed and well the USSR was in a position of weakness. She had seen the briefings, the threat was Wenchuan. Satellites passed over the Communist monolith almost daily watching for any sign of trouble for the Islands as much as the rest of the Mcnernian interest in the region. So there was always a state of Alert. Outer Havenian was deeper into the Fukuran and well within the response time of the Nifonese if the Wenchuani could defeat the Outer Havenian Armed Forces.
“Everything is nominal ma’am, first stage in the final approach.”

The stream from the landing ship showed that there was a small prick of orange light coming in off the stars, at sea the skies would be clear for the most part, no major weather would be moving into area, hence this was the best place and the best time for a launch and a recovery of the launch vehicle to get things done with the utmost safety and efficiency. There was something always to do. Technicians recited the numbers and the commandant stood at her station watching. She had authority over every launch, the Launch director for Satellite Three, S3 to many a pad far from the main gate and the eyes of the public. There was always a need for secrecy with the Communist spys all around with the launch of a military vehicle things were tight.

“Ma’am, Success on First stage. She’s down and in the clear.” Technicians moved out onto the deck to start the tie down of the stage for the transit back to the space center. With the equatorial plane trajectory designed to intercept the FALCON station the second stage did not have that far to go over the vast reaches of the Pacific with the trajectory of the second being the stage that would see the craft on its way before it executed various maneuvers configured to successfully recover the stage back down to earth and see to the boat that would hoist it from the ocean. It would plunge from the sky in a fiery arc with the heat shields that were put on the thing keeping it from burning up and then it would deploy a parachute and land in the water with a small, well it was on a rocket the size of a multi-story apartments bloc.

“Whats the status on stage two, tell Poseidon One that they are doing well.”

“Aye ma’am.”

The crews were professional and this was not the first launch with the mighty machine and the crews working at the controls of the vehicles were ever ready for anything. Their mechanical comerades, algorithms that piloted the machines were working hard as the second stage plunged down into the atmosphere.

“Drogue out.”

“Looking good.”

“Mains out.”

Two parachutes would arrest the plunge of the air body. The Commandant saw the livestream from the second recovery ship. There was a tracking station out in Deylon and the station had confirmed that stage two had survived its fire filled descent across the dawn sky. The wings had deployed just before it hit the atmosphere and then it had come down.
The commandant smiled a bit. “Well done.”

The two facilities had good public relations. Reporters from all over the world would be welcomed warmily. Even from the Soviet Union, Mcnernia was a peaceful nation and yet they knew having a deterrent in orbit would ensure that world was more peaceful. The two facilities were shrouded in darkness and there were towns beyond the gates.

In Little Ballton pubs and restaurants and bars catered to the tastes of a city of some 50,000 people and a base that had some 15-20,000, the business owners if you asked them were not caring how many people came into their place. Hotels catered to people who were here to see the big museum that honored the air force. There was a whole plethora of things to do, VR Clubs, night clubs and movie theaters. The Air Force Museum and the lovely parkland that was around the city. It was home to a major Air Force base and there was always something to see, if it was an exhibit or a 3D MUGAR Omni movie at the Air Force Museum or a tour up into the mountains to the Monastery that was near by or a tour of the oddly charming streets of town. There was a chamber orchestra and cafes that catered to the various punk bands and the rest of the youth scene.

Green uniformed Provincial Police patrolled the streets of the city while inside the gates it was Camouflage and Blue and Bright red berets with the Royal Military Police and the Royal Air Force police securing the civilian housing and keeping an eye on the civilians that were watching in Little Balltons parking lot. They would when the coverage of the launch was over would heard people out, politely but firmly towards the exit. They would allow no one to stay, the Museum staff, civilians, people who worked on the base would check the museum along with a groyup of the Police looking under the various things that were the museum. The old planes and the rockets that were. The night air was cold, people would come out in any weather to watch a rocket launch. People loved the new age, the new way forward in space would be led by the Mcnernians. They would take things forward. Not the Soviets, not the Chinese. Mcnernia and SACTO.

In Dai Kuong things were different, the facility was larger with a whole lot more devoted to the Rockets and a runway about 6500m long, stretching out into an enclosed bay that had rocket pads all around. Like the OSAs cape Canaveral with it being in the tropical areas of Florida the Mcnernians used the location of the Island which was much the same to see the great many rockets. The Helios missions which had seen Mcnernians and Americans on the Moon together. An iconic handshake on the Apollo mission. Two astronauts saluted and planted their banners.

Now it was much the same at the Mcnernian Aeronautics and Space Agency Visitor Center, the Royal Air Force and the MASA Security worked to clear out the many hundreds of people from the Parking lot and other areas. This was part active Air Base and another part of it was a museum with rockets housed in a major building from who’s roof you could look off into the distance and see the lights of Pad Satellite Three as the big rocket was put up into the sky after having been wheeled from the assembly building. There were several buildings. One for each of about 40 pads. Manned was to the north on that point and to the south stood the Satellite buildings. Both of these places were visible from the visitor’s center which was two hours by air and then by bus from the capitol of the Kaisong Islands.

In the town of the same name that had been there before the base was founded there was a whole lot of people. Many worked as civilian labor on the rockets that went out weekly. Many guided tourists to the mountains and the jungles that could be camped in. The area around the Space Center was closed off, a nature reserve that had many species in it. Utmost care was taken not to dump in the waters or in the woods. There was Colonial Nature Department wardens who worked with the Space Center and the Air Force to see to the animals.

People did not mind the rocket launches, they would be used to it if you lived as they who dwelled in the shadow of the Space Center. From the roar of a Phoenix class spaceplane to the capsule launches to the supply and the satilite launches. When the crowds let out after the launches the tea houses and resturants would prepare for the influx of people. You could get food and there was also drinks. This was not an area with the Hui muslim minority and the Uighur exiles that were quite common. Chinese oppression was quite dangerous, the Reds had burned books and destroyed the traditions and the people of the Kaisongs had avoided being swallowed up by the distant mainland. You could hear bits of Catonese from a Hong Kong exile or from a person from Tibet living at the Bhuddist monestary wyou would hear Tibetan.

by **McNernia** » Sat Apr 29, 2017 5:55 pm

https://hmgov/parliament/pm-cabinetmeeting.co.km.gov

The Prime Ministers Weekly Cabinet Meeting Remarks

The issue of Turaneistan is a complicated one, HM Government is committed to supporting Islam and the Muslim world through development and ensuring that Muslim people are treated in all nations with respect and dignity. The issue of terrorism is a worldwide concern and Mcnernia has played a leading role, from Nazis to Takfiri the men and Women of HM Armed Force and intelligence services and security services have always fought terror willingly and with all their strength. Hence, we shall be ready to take the fight to terror where and whenever it rears its ugly head and threatens the good in this world.

We shall not be hesitant, I speak to the government of Turaneistan that we shall not hesitate to use deadly force if you are found to be backing a group that attacks Mcnernian citizens and or nationals or nationals of a SACTO member state. We won’t hesitate to hit you where it hurts. Sanctions are on the table yes but we shall not use them because they are not that effective. As of the now shall issue warnings to any Mcnernian or associated nations who are in your country to leave and we shall take with us anyone who wants to leave for a safer place.

The policy of HM Government is not use force unless absolutely necessary. We shall not level the country in some petty act of spite but we won’t hesitate to remove the government if they pose a threat to the nation or to the world.

by **McNernia** » Sat Apr 29, 2017 6:17 pm

https//:nationalsailynews/international/security.co.km

Members of the Special Task Force practice Close Quarters Battle or CQB

North of GriffindonIn the wake of the Turanestani government giving aid to ISIS and Jabat Al-Nusra organizations that have threatened the people of Syria with annalihation as a stable and secular state in direct opposition to such hateful and prejudicial ideologies, the risk of terrorism has gone up exponentially with the Prime Minister directing the Interior Ministry to carry out such operations as are necessary to ensure that law enforcement is ready to protect the homeland.

This reporter was honored to be present for the Special Task Force of the MRC exercises that were carried out to respond to the request of the Prime Minister to ensure maximum readiness for the Security Services.
The MRC is the national Police force and after all the things that have taken place over the past three years with the events of 7/7 and the combat against the leftist terror the MRC stands by the people as a whole. This was evident in the fact that they were training for attacks by Islamic fundementalists against things from outreach centers to schools to mosques and churches and synagogues and Embasies. Speaking with members of the Task Force I was impressed that they were willing to fight for anyone who was at risk. Some members of the unit are muslim and have lived in Mcnernia all their lives and regard this as their home and they will do their duty to defend the people no matter the sort of person they are. Terror shall never reign here.

by **Turaneistan** » Sun Apr 30, 2017 2:57 pm

Official Message from The Government of The Turkish Islamic Confederacy of Turaneistan

In the name of Allah The Most Gracious and Most Merciful, on the authority of The Turaneistani Islamic Command Council in Agreement with The Majilis Shura Council of Turan's Islamic Ummah, on the Authority of the High Office of "Hükümdar" Recep Tayyip Erdogan. This statement is to be made discussing relations with the HM's Government of McNernia. Our nation's interests and that of McNernia's have come to reflect that of a common enemy, Communists and the overall Socialist, Marxist, Communist ideology. Attention to this situation arose after a Socialist Coup in the Arab nation of Al-Hatar, now posing to be a potential regional threat and against the interests of multiple nations including The Turkish Islamic Confederacy of Turaneistan and that of The Kingdom of McNernia. Though we may disagree in our permission given to fighters of various groups to use our land for their revolutions, we have come to align in sight of an enemy who is a threat to the region. Our government fears a potential domino affect and rise of Socialist uprisings similar to that in other parts of the world. Our Government would like to meet with officials from The Kingdom McNernia for intelligence reasons along with defense discussions and to discuss our common aims in hopes for better relations with their Government and People. All Praise is due to Allah.

by **McNernia** » Sun Apr 30, 2017 3:50 pm

https://hmgov/parliament/pm-cabinetmeet ... .co.km.gov

The Prime Ministers Meeting Remarks

As is standing national policy in the event of a right wing regime being thrown out by a leftist regime HM Government shall not explicitly act against said regime, it is our policy to seek peace with the nations of the world, conflict begets conflict and we shall not do anything that would explicitly cause problems that would escalate the situation. HM Government supports the soverign right of people to have their own government and to choose their own governments. However, the issue of working with the regime in Lonograd concerns us. The regime there is quite sectarian and we warn you that they shall surely cause strife in your country. That is something that the government shall watch out for and we offer our assistance to any persons who are fleeing the socialist government. Our Embassy in Al Hatar is open to asylum seekers and they shall be given what priority we can to get them to safety. If the Government of Al Hatar can guarantee that our investment in the country would be safe guarded, it is a small investment primarily towards the infrastructure of the country and offers of armament due to the country desiring to protect itself against Communists. We shall offer what aid the new government desires to keep it friendly to the international community. We wont start a war but if our allies ask us to fight with you than we shall engage with all need force to win. Please don’t test us.

by **McNernia** » Mon May 01, 2017 6:05 am

OFFICIAL COMMUNIQUE OF THE KINGDOM OF MCNERNIA
HM FOREIGN AFFAIRS MINISTRY
FOREIGN MINISTERS OFFICE

From:The Rt Honorable Lucas Caldosean, Foreign Minister of the Kingdom of Mcnernia
To:The Foreign Relations of the Turkish Islamic Confederacy of Turaneistan
Cc:
Sec:MOST SECRET-MINISTERIAL LEVEL-MOST SECRET
Sub:Coordination

Greetings,
The world is full of Socialism and the duty of Santiago Anti Communist Treaty Organization member states is to oppose Socialism with the full force of the economics and the lifeblood of the nation. HM Government as a leading SACTO power feels obliged to engage with all those nations that are behind the banner of anti-Communism and to prevent the spread of Communism through any means necessary.
While there has been disagreements with the Government of Turaniestan in the past particularly over the issue of ISIS and other such groups and their legitimacy HM Government is willing to assist any and all comers to the crusade for freedom.

Signed
L.Caldosean Foreign Minister

by **Mcnernia-** » Thu May 04, 2017 12:27 pm

Eastern Mcnernia
North of Griffindon

The squad of partisans moved through the brush, the air was cool, the mountians were high and the soldiers of the Communist revolution had been silent for a while, they had been building their strength and now on May Day the operation would be commencing. Some 25 commandos, armed gunmen, the line between a person who was a soldier and a terrorist in this day and age meant that the MNPLA ULF was going to have to earnt he peoples trust. In a nation of bullions that was slipping towards the grip of SACTO they would have to fight to stop the people from becoming slaves, they were 25 soldiers slipped ashore on the coast.
The Mcnernian public at large did not know of the Return of the MNPLA-ULF to the nation as all eyes were on the CCCP and the fact that the USSR had been going through the motions towards and a mobilization to fight Poland.
So the Partisan units made their way into the mass of the country, the KGB had asses various areas through front groups and firms had made all the proper arrangements.
The uprising in the province of Kilgar had been driven to ground so there was always a secondary threat in the country that tied up the Special Forces and the intelligence Services. So now the arrival of a unit of partisans at an abanonded castle along the coast where people seldom treat, far from the major rail and road arteries that connected much of the nation meant that the revolution was on.

Suburban Areas
Griffindon, Mcnernia

There was in Mcnernia as much as anywhere else May Day dmonstrations for peace. Many youth wanted to not die in the service of the Shogun. The influence of Nifon was “alleged.” By MBC and by the rest of the media.
The members of the National Peace League as a group of citizens that had led a great great protest rally knewo that with the King sidelined by being psychologically destabilized by the near death of his family and the various inquests about the airplane having the entire royal family aboard being behind closed door and the minutes sealed. Who else but the Nifonese and Cuscatlani.
They wanted a dumb giant to fight their wars. Look at the Conservatives and how they and the Libertarians have grown. The Cuscatlani and the Nifonese are behind the countrys shift.
The had been dispersed on May Day , like the 7/7 group they would be back. They would take the fight to the streets. They would march again and again until the government listened to the fears of the people and their hopes and their dreams. They would march against the tyranny and they would take to the streets. They also had some other options with the arrival of some packages to a place that was occupied by members of the group. There was always a need in the face of the tyrants of this world to be armed and ready. Some folks were ex-MNPLA and had stood down as they had been told too. Though they did speak of fighting in Kilgar and they had brought with them some weapons these weapons would be used in an attack on the Nifonese Embassy in Griffindon, it was a place from where the Queens aircraft had been hacked, they had also bankrolled the downfall, the final blow in the regime of the Cuscatlani people who had indevoured to fight back for a long time before they had been overrun by Raul Martinez and his Nifonese supported death squads.\
The protests marched through the streets, it was not raining but it was misty, the traffic had been cleared, the protest had been confirmed with the city authorities and the Metropolitian Police had contacted the MRC. Special Branch had not seen any problems with the National Peace Leauge and they as the risks of thermonuclear war, the New Hayesalians, the Lyrans. Surely the people were crazy, Norvenia could come roaring back onto the world stage, the threats were potentially too numerous so it was best aligning with the forces of progress and then prevent hell from being visited on the country. Nifons day would be coming soon enough with the CCCP making plans constantly. They said it would be a matter of time before the Nifonese got in way over their heads. Gholgoth could be roused so the country was constantly under the threat.
The streets of Griffindon were cleared, they would go towards Emissary Park and hold a rally there, it was a legitimate protest, Communist Party members, Socialist party members, in a nation of billions the exiles were a drop in the water and with the Soviets finally coming to grips with how Mcnernia was huge, far huger than Russia then there would have to be a Police presence at this protest that would have to be met with lethal force. The people by and large trusted the government but the issues of peace and the coup of 2014 meant that the people had a lot of problems with their government now. People did not entirely support the government of the Kingdom, the forces of the people were happy with the King and they were not happy with the government. Labor had saved the Empire while the right would have surely continued a lot of failed policies that would have seen people turn against the Sovereign and the crown in record numbers.
Thousands chanted. “OUT OUT NIFONESE…DOWN WITH HATE.” The flags that they were flying was the republican flag, the blue green blue horizontal flag that was without a star, the red star which was worn as armband by guerillas when they went out on operations and blew up various things in accordance with the Mandela doctrine of revolutionary warfare. The cities, the countries all the people who were disenfranchised by the capitalist system that had oppressed and did oppress billions around the world.

The veteran fighters who were veterans of Kilgar, they were soldiers of the Republic and like in Spain they had decided they would work with the Anarchists. Though they would be a on tight leash. Trained manpower was hard to come by and the government initiatives had made recruiting difficult so the Anarchists were a key source of manpower, they had stood against the Spanish Fascists which had been the third Fascist government in Europe which was a tiny pinprick. And well now the war was going to come to the greatest of the Imperialist powers. First would be Mcnernia and then next it would be Nifon. The group of veterans had assembled at a apartment far from the protest, they would check their weapons and they would don their armbands and masks. They would put on body armor and take up the AKM rifles they had been issued a long while ago. The target was the local Kogoyist church, a large cathedral that still paled before St Erins and the Havenian St John of Damascaus which catered to all forms of Eastern masses. The real problem here was the Nifonese and their issues with outsiders, they hated LGBTQ people, they hated black folks and they hated the fact that the world could be different, they wanted the world to be a model Christian society.
The MNPLA-ULF commandos separated into several teams with bullet vests over plainclothes they were like the Spetznaz who worked to protect leaders of the Resistance when the country’s own units were still in training. They moved out in various teams packed into the backs of vans.
ORBAT

by **Arisal** » Sat May 06, 2017 10:26 pm

Raven Cliffs,Arisal
Parliament Hall, Commonwealth Park

The capital city of one of Mcnernias most prominent Dominions, a land that was over a hundred years old and populated by Billions of people was proud and they were ready for the future and they had a tradition of the loyal servants to the Motherland. When she called for her children they would answer the call to war or to peace. The city thrived on the tourist trade and the trade in millions of business people and the trade from the coast, Port Raven, the city further down the Great Feather River was a vast metropolis. The Mcnernian adage of Development Promotes Unity and Strength meant that the country with its sparsely vegetated interior had been irrigated extensively in the latter half of the 20th Century and that had been a time of reconciliation, the peoples of the Empire for the long time that had been in conflict. The development had brought forward much good in the world and the people of the Dominion. Called a Commonwealth it was a vast place of emptiness with the Mcnernians hosting a rocket base in the country in the 50s.

The Commonwealth Parliament, the House of Representatives assembled to debate as they did so often. There had been a coup de etat of sorts, though it had been a Libertarian group of ministers replacing the odd Labor minister, nothing to worry about with the local Labor party having their seats maintained, they were however relegated to the opposition and the Communists had gone underground. Many thousands of people were supportive of the new Libertarian government under Prime Minister Andrea Craigam. The woman was proud to be a libertarian and she was proud that she was in charge of this great dominion.

“Members of Parliament I would ask of your opinions of the status of our nation. We are vast, we have resources and the courage of ancestors who fought to make a homeland. When the Empire called for aid we answered, now as the world is in the grip of chaos we have a choice, either we honor our ancestral duty as one of my predecessors called it and be ready to join the fighting for SACTO or we shall surely have to strike out on our own. The might of our nation is not that great but our people are as diverse as the colors of a rainbow. And we are committed to our principles and we are not going to yield. This bill would surely see us sent into the fray of the combat against the Communist states. The Libertarian way is not that way, we will not be parties to aggression and fear of our neighbor, this bill would acquire gear and make it easier for us to operate alongside the Mcnernians, we are not them as much as we are them. We have no place to get involved with other nations and we are Libertarians so I am inclined to write to HM Emilion IV, our King. And ask that the Arisalian Defense Force not be called on to engage in the wars of the future.”
The session was a long one, the Conservatives were the second largest party in the government and the fact that they had been able to work out a interim deal on a legislative Program with the Labor Party had taken the Libertarians by surprise, the bill that would authorize funds to equip the Army with Anemonian gear would see the country operating alongside the motherland in the fight against Communism. Apart from some small scale Native actions and Wenchuani sympathetic communists in the Asian community, there had been no problems from the Reds. And as such the Communist Party being heard via working with Labor in the 60s into the 70s had led to this, the political situation where the country had been built up by the Motherland and the leftists so the Labor Party was popular with its OSA New Deal inspired sort of style. The Coupe De Etat had been to remove the officers of the party from the government and to see that the Dominion was not lost to the Reds. The Radical parts of the Communist Party, those who were quite a very loud bunch. Rarely had they stood for long in the face of any action by the other parties of the house for any action against the People. They were not present; the members could join debates or they could not at their own prerogative. When parliament sat, the House was a place of discourse and discussion.

The debate was a long one, arguments over the industry that Arisal had, the need to keep the defenses sharp. The peacekeeping and the piracy issues, there was a vast world out there and the Commonwealth would have to do its utmost and make sure the people were safe and the nation secure. The obligations would have them an Empire unto themselves. The many billions of people were quite wealthy and the people would be good for fighting for the nation they held so dearly. The debate was weither or not to buy the gear and then start working as a SACTO member and that was considered a major no no. The Prime Minister asked for the debate to be ended when the scheduled time of the work had been ended and the Parliaments business was concluded.

A Hotel in Raven Cliffs

The man was quite calm as the news of the debate was broadcast on ABC. The advanced cable television allowed for one to open a streaming service, people were invited to plug in the computer and then look at your downloaded movie, it was exclusive, a chain that had a subscription service. KNIGHT had flown a long way on his private aircraft and he would move to his flat soon enough, he liked the downtown area not that far from King Emilion II International Airports terminus in the city and the luxuries that the people had offered. He knew that the division of the Empire was key to rebuilding it.

by **McNernia** » Mon May 08, 2017 10:01 pm

TIMES OF GRIFFINDON
INTERNATIONAL NEWS
CARRIBEAN REGION
8 May 2017

Antifa Protesters retreat from MRC Riot Unit teams near the Inyurstyan Embassy

Griffindon-It was not the largest protest that has taken place in this city but its been one of the most desperate and passionate. Griffindon has not been one of the hotbeds of Anti-Fascist action by Anarchists. The recent actions by the Inyurstyan republic has been something that has impacted the Left in this country with the desire to do something. The actions of the Griffindon Anarchist Committee was not entirely unexpected, the Security Services have been monitoring leftist groups that have been advocating revolution and so there was something in the Security Forces favor when the issue came to a head a few days ago.

The situation that came down to the disorder today in Emissary Park near the major embassies of the SACTO alliance has been building, the May Day protests of hatred and racism and the poverty problems in the country which the MRC had dispersed with the aid of the Metropolitan Police. There has been limited Black Bloc actions, the groups of protestors that attack private property and they are generally a nuisance. The Riot Unit of the MRC stationed in the capitol was quite enough to deal with the several hundred it is estimated though there will be more protests with the Anarchist Committee releasing online videos that they will “Be back.” And ”Destroy fascism utterly in this country.” Dire threats have been issued against MPs to not consider a similar bill banning Antifa. The bill is proposed by the opposition so would potentially be used to get conservative agreement with a Legalization Act.

The Inyurstyan Embassy and several other potential targets were on lockdown and Embassy personnel on leave from duties and dependents were secured. Our nation is well oiled and will tolerate precious little disorder.

by **Mcnernian Anarchist Collective** » Fri May 12, 2017 3:09 pm

Griffindon, Mcnernia
South Griffindon

The Anarchists called the mission off with the intention of securing more armaments, to strike at the capitalists with fury and fire. To shoot the Police and then take what was the Proletariats by rights and the courage of their own arms. The arms that they of this new unit that were going to raid a couple of businesses with had been taken in the Black Market. The arms dealers were quite happy to provide the rich anarchists with the guns and rockets they were seeking. And well some had done some army service.

So as the protest against the Nifonese, the first of numerous rallies that were planned by the National Peace League were letting out. The commandos of the Anarchists who had been ordered to abort the mission along with the MNPLA-ULF took up residence in South Griffindon, a neighborhood that held a lot of poor folks, many immigrants that had been targeted by the Neo-Nazis and were still under the threat of attack. But the risk of the Neo-Nazis attacking the people was still ever present. They had plans to take on the fight later. Sitting in Griffindon you would be well placed.

The house that the Anarchists took up residence in, observing discipline and looking at the reports from the local community. There was LGBT people here and the whole community was subject to Anarchist surveillance, they would be ready if the Nazis were to attack the people and cause problems.

by **McNernia** » Thu May 25, 2017 8:39 pm

OOC:Since New Edom said something about the issues of New Edom being observable by citizens

Griffindon, Mcnernia
South Griffindon

It was quite a lovely place, if you were a poor fighter from the country. Cory Miller was not a poor fighter, as the monthly chair of the cell. The leader of this group of people he looked the part of a soldier with his combat boots and his camo pants that had been in the army some 20 years ago but it would surely be a good enough when confronted with the soldiers of today. It would be a long time before the surveillance team came back from their scouring of areas of the city that were full of Nifonese, there was a whole thing about the status of Gay Rights in Nifon and now well. An email from a New Edomite Anarchist exile who had left the country, the man did not care what it was from, he knew that there was a lot of intel to be gained when the brothers and sisters all over the world were working together.

The Email was read on his smartphone on the couch, the plan was covered by their benefactors and the issue was something that the brotherhood did not care. The Sisterhood did not care, anyone who wished to contribute to the cause was welcome.

New Edomite fascist dead.

Evidently general Zadok Hespernius was known for his loyalty and he was not the kind of man who suffered fools. So, the Anarchist underground that was not that active in new Edom itself due to the purges and some questionable conduct. Free people did not engage in bestial actions. Anarchism meant freely cooperating human beings and the issue surrounding the rapes. That had been hard to get a firm lead on. But the End Times Church was worth taking out. So, the issue of the Anarchist rising in the Allied States had many years ago gotten the attention of the Mcnernian Anarchists. The Griffindon Committee had according to the national website had been the one who would organize the actions of the Collective if that came to it. Arrangements had been made perhaps, their patrons had been taking the idea of sending some veteran fighters to New Edom.

We shall go to New Edom and bring down the churches, smash the idols….to fight them, the Elwe is something that is an example to the people who are quite oppressed by the blasted Fascists.

The man was quite content to digest the article. The soldiers of the People would be quite busy if it came to an attack on New Edom. To engage in vanguard actions. The situation was something that deserved to be watched closely. The Mcnernian people would not stand for the war mongering of the enemy. The enemy was their own government and they would take the most drastic measures that they could to ensure their own survival and the survival of the world.

Griffindon, Mcnernia
Parliament Area

The MPs sat in committee debating what was to be done, the Conservatives were all inclined to keep their heads and do what had to be done. To take the side of the new Edomites, but there was also something else that was not too common> Some of the Libertarian members of the Committee were quite inclined to voice concerns against the New Edomites.

Marah Colbath was a Libertarian and she was young and she was not going to take the issue of the destruction of human rights in New Edom lying down. She had been worried when the Communists had come around. And so she had been worried that Norvenia or some other power was going to get involved and the issue had been moot since Norvenia was gone from the world stage and the needs of Mcnernia meant that the Armed Forces should be used for the defense of the nation. “We have a godless Communist insurgency that had hijacked the elements of society that are needed to defend minorities. There was always something fighting to engage the freedom of this nation and it was the issues of the Nifonese, they wanted to use the nation as a dumb giant and take down the world.

“We should not be giving the New Edomites the aid that we do, I applaud the previous government for their bold courage in trying to do what must be done. We must stand up, members of the committee why are we supporting such bigots. The Libertarian Party should not be turning a blind eye to the sufferings of others.”

The committee chair was a conservative, a member of the opposition who was closely aligned with the rhetoric that had led to joining SACTO. He had been a shoe in for a job under the York Government that doomed government that had a New Edom fetish. He was not an Edenist, having been appalled by the custom meant that there had been accusations that he was a sociopath. But that had come from those who were pro-Edom. He spoke about the business of the committee.

“My Honorable colleague, May I ask that we discuss this later? We are going to be discussing the crisis of what could happen.” It was a closed-door meeting in one of the numerous conference rooms and the committee had the clerks watching.

Colbath spoke and then she fell silent. “Pardon me Mr. Chairman I am having some ideas, this sort of committee is where things get done and we should take what opportunities we have. The death of a general can give us the opportunities to change our relations with the various nations of the world. I don’t believe that the order that New Edom is a part of can be productive in the long term for the moral health of the country.
The debate like many early proceedings in the committee stages would not offer that much. MPs wrote letters of condolence to the families of a nobleman and the General and the Mcnernians watched and waited and speculated on either New Edom would be turned into a festering scape of war. For now, it seemed quiet.

by **Mcnernia-** » Sun May 28, 2017 4:21 pm

North Western Mcnernia

The townspeople, the Peasants of the nation that dwelt in the town woke up to the Communist militia having taken over the town. People woke up to the sight of technical, modified 4x4 vehicles setting up positions.
The Communists would ostensibly have tanks of the T-72 or T-80 variety and the odd BMP or BTR type another vehicle. But they did not. And the with odd ATGM that had been sequestered in a secret Cache they attacked the Police station they laid siege to the MRC barrack. No MRC troops lived in the large village but it was home to some Provincial Police officers.

And as such these people were detained. The cell of insurgents was a lot of hardened Soviet trained fighters and idealistic younger people that would be good for the militia.
The town was proclaimed the first of a new Republic of Mcnernia pending the cooperation of the Crown in the Revolution.

And as such the Militia began to set up a whole perimeter of checkpoints along the roads and a sign pair put up on the train line signaled that they were entering the Republic of Mcnernia.
Tolls were collected from Motorists. The towns schools and Administration and Medical were all under the Communists.

The local business owners were afraid of the communists. And as such there was band of the locals who rallied. A few gun owners who had old bolt action pieces or a pistol.

The MRC barracks and in the outer areas of the town were a small post. There was provincial Police holed up in the barracks along with some Civilians. Rockets like the ones that were used in Gaza were fired at the Police station. Explosions sounded.

People took to Social media and raised the Alarm that a town of several thousand had been taken over by the communists. This was the revolution after so long. The end of the Imperialist.
While there had been a plethora of uprisings throughout the agres the current one would succeed proclaimed the masked officer in charge of the Public media. The reporters were brought in by vehicle through checkpoints from the outside.

“All of history has shown that even with the Peoples united, Organization was key. “The Apple of revolution was going to fall. “And to the streets of the capitol we will go.”

The fall of the barracks had yielded prisoners which were soon loaded onto the next train to pass through town. This was a major rail and road junction with a small airport.

Sympathizers vowed to make their way to the Republic, this was near the old capital from the Invasion when the Royalists had been caught by surprise.

Checkpoints reported that some farmers on the outskirts of town were talking to the Provincial Police.

Some sympathizers took over an airfield While one would think they were merely a bunch of thugs who stole planes several turboprops light single engine planes. They were going to be modified. A technical team had passed by the Police Blockade. They had a couple of trucks with equipment provided by approved Black market people.

The KGB advisor had lived in the country for a long time. The thousands of soldiers in this town. The sight of Soviet pattern digicam and a good number of Soviet weapons that had been provided pleased him.
From the upper levels of the office building that looked out on the runway he could see everything. The captured MRC helicopters, they would be good for the odd troop transport mission.

MPAF ORBAT
1st Squadron-4x KA45A2 Vandals configured for anti-vehicle duties.
2nd Squadron-6 single engine turboprop airplanes.
3rd Squadron -2 Captured regional turboprop airliners.
4th Squadron-4 LA-214 MRC helicopters

The paid technicians went to work setting the birds up for their latest mission. Camouflage paint was to be applied along with the modifications to carry rockets and machine guns.

The KGB advisor smiled at the aircraft of this little air force being prepared for strike operations against the Provincial Police. Or…there was another option.

MNPLA Aviation Corps
1st drone Coy-10x Rocket armed quad copter
2nd Drone Coy-10x rocket armed quad copter

The order was given and the 10 drones of the 1st Company lifted off to engage the Provincial Police. And so it began.

by **McNernia** » Mon May 29, 2017 3:25 pm

The Mcnernian people prepared for the celebration surrounding the May 28th many years ago when HM Emilion IV had entered the world. The Second Son. The whole years of crisis of Emilion III passing on and now and open insurrection.

“On the eve of the Royal Birthday.”

Holtworth was not happy. The issue was a chronic problem and the Prime Minister wanted it dealt with. His doctors said that the tension in his work was quite dangerous for one of the worlds premier states.
The Cabinet Room at the Parliament House was where Holtworth preferred to hold such meetings. The revolt of the MNPLA-ULF had not been in his constituency but it had been in a constituency of an MPA of his own party. But one who had spoken out against New Edom.

Any sort of response would have to wait.

“The situation has gone on far enough.”

“I recommend that we open some form of a dialogue.”

“Do what you can, but I want the Havenians to move in.”

The issue had been settled while the Kings Havenian Rifles and the Princess of Ildris’s Own Havenian Rifles among other units would mobilize to one of the numerous Provinces. The Havenian division was an elite unite.
Mustering out of one of the camps near Sandhill Military Academy, the main two regiments and support Forces along with the Havenian Parachute Battalion out of Alderhill with packing into A-400Ms for the trip north.
Once they were in the air the commanders handed out the brief. “This is a combat jump brothers.”

The official line was that the Havenians were going out on a exercise.

The reality was that they were going into combat. With the civilians fleeing a communist held town the intel picture was growing and changing.
By train or by the roads the Army would come along and reinforce the MRC, Police and militias that had been assembling themselves.

Victory would go to the Royalists

The Royal Air Force conducted a flyover of the town as the battle began to rage. MACH 2 strike fighters could give a great uproar with the intention of the people giving up in fear for their lives.
Four Mc.82 Illusions made a loud pass over the town which dealt a shock to the morale of the rebels. The battle at the first road block had opened ip the war.
The Illusions did not bomb the runway on the outskirts of town. The soldiers of the rebellion knew that an advanced like the Illusion could not easily be hit with rifles. And there was a small laser designed to cripple drones.

The battle at roadblock Alpha was a hard fought one as rocket armed drones deployed by the waiting rebels before they opened with Hamas style rocket artillery. The objective was to break out of the roadblock that the provincial Police had erected. Now it was reinforced by the MRC and the MVDF the Mcnernian Volunteer Defense Force. The lightly armed anti-Communist militia had volunteered a strike team to seize or destroy that laser. But the fact of its power being for fighting against drones and not manned airplanes that could out run the crack of a bullet.

The eight soldiers in ghillie suits crept towards the town, the mission was to find a cougar MRAP the MRC barracks regularly secured the county fair. And as such drones were a threat so stationery turrets that could be set up. Odds are along with a mobile turret they were all on a 6x6 MRAP.

“So we get in and jack it?”

The boy had desired to sign on with the MVDF since the invasion. The second time that commies had made land fall.
“If we can, if not some grenades and fuel can sort it all out.”

The battle for the checkpoint was least a kilometer distant on a main road that had been locked down by both rebels and the government as the northern approaches to the town would be the first of the rebel’s defenses.

The teams moved on the northern part of town and the MRC barracks that had armories that would have perhaps been broken open to arm the civilian populace. This area had been sympathetic to the communists as had much of the region.

It was unknown what would happen in this part of the country.

by **McNernia** » Tue May 30, 2017 1:55 pm

Griffindon, Mcnernia
Palace of Roseham

The King looked at the assessment, a relatively minor wargame. The scenario was the relief of the Royal Palace in New Edoms capital of Fineberg, the 19th Airborne Division had done well, hardened veterans of the 2013 ,it had been a while since the failed occupation of Damoclea.

With the 1st of the 117th leading the thrust from the airport towards the palace. The strength had been in the fighting in urban terrain. The Airborne forces had done well.
Just back from New Hayesalia with the situation having been resolved. He was not amused that there had been this crisis.

Griffindon, Mcnernia
HERALDS Mansion

The range had taken a long time to set up. HERALD looked at the news segment surrounding the investigation of General Hesperinus’s death had yielded three arrests. Parliament had ordered the war games.
And so the recent rebellion of the MNPLA-ULF with the poorly armed militia backing up what could only be a group of the hard trained soldiers. Veterans of the First invasion.

HERALD was suitably impressed with the soldiers were on television. He called along to the PMC that had been engaged. “How goes the training program.”
The Mercenaries had trained some 500 anarchists. The man, one of lords that was a part of a Triumvirate that meant to take out the Anti-Globalist Movement. Well the Mcnernians would lead the now. London had reach out to them as had Rome.

From his seat of power in the House of Lords, the situation was quite appreciable. The main thing to do was to ensure that the nation did what it had to.
The issue was how so may nations of the world had fallen for the siren song of the xenophobic Nifonese.

With several thousand ex-Nazis on secret payroll the core of a new army was ready. The soldiers were well trained and they would do well. The Army they had was a lot of soldiers. Not enough to take on the Government head on.

No, the government, the Armed Forces had a lot of the sympathies of the liberal sort that would prove to be more than key.
HERALD, KNIGHT, GUARDIAN. Three codenames for the three men that they would be used by.

HERALD with his position in the Foreign Affairs committee of the House of Lords could see via meeting with some in the House of Commons. MPs were starting to speak out.

HERALD encouraged such actions. The people were all around the country tired of the warmongering of SACTO. HERALD knew that the Globalist nations needed leadership.

Sitting in his mansion HERALD knew that times was on their side.

by **McNernia** » Mon Jun 05, 2017 7:54 pm

Griffindon, McNernia
Emissary Park
Sargent Gordon Clare MRC Special Patrol

The sergeant stood looking towards the rally, a Christian Unity Party was something that had been discussed, the current group of Christians that had assembled along with Muslims, conservative people were against Homosexuality. They had set up a stage and they had come to Griffindon in the days after the death of Zadok Hesperinius and the tram attack. That had seen the Sargent posted near the Emissary Park subway station, a major sort of Terminus for the system in this town. He had spent several hours with a AR8 rifle on the platform, a visible presence to deal with any sort of threat that could emerge from an Active shooter to a stabber to someone who was going to take hostages. He was not an SRT officer but he knew how to sweep a room and he could do what he had to do with his very impressive rifle. He wore light body armor that could deal with a rifle round from an AKM which was something prolific.

I’m not gay but these sorts of folks, they get attacked…all just a serious fucking mess.

He watched the candles being lit and the prayers being said, pictures of general Hespernius were there and pictures of the funeral, a weeping widow with children and the picture of the captain lying in state. A sweet champion of a good nation that was the long-term ally of the Crown. HM would not be speaking at such things and neither would any member of his family. Standing at a checkpoint of some traffic barriers erected so that people would know that the area was off limits. Looking down the wide six lane street towards the Parliament that was quite distant. Also, that was locked down and could well be full of protest.

Even if there were terrorists or something that was gathering there Clare had a good feeling that there would be a MRC team that would stop it. The soldiers of the Constabulary were like the Chinese PRC Peoples Armed Police. But they were quite a different breed. They did their job for the people to keep them safe from Communists rather than the Communists being the ones with the bootheels on the necks of Muslims and things they would be the ones who would be kicking in the doors and keeping the people safe. Clare had signed on a while ago now to make sure that was what was happening. This was a secure country and the MRC had proudly been at the forefront of the security of the homeland while the armies of the Empire ha been abroad and taken care of most of the external threats while the Police and the Constabulary secured the people here at home.

Standing by the checkpoint looking up at the top of the building, looking up at the glass and steel of a government building was not much to look at. It was not one of the Embassies, the foreign flags were on the other side of Emissary Park, a part of the city that had won various awards for being a elegant place. There was average people and those who wanted to make a statement to a foreign government.

The conservative Christians that were rallying with Muslims did not like gay people. ANTIFA had made threats against the protest and as such there had been a need to implement all of this security. They had threatened in the name of the gay rights movement to destroy the reactionaries. Muslims had come out in force as well. More than a few of the more conservative though they were not the Wahhabis of Saudi Arabia. Who were good soldiers but they did not know where to shoot. Clare knew that sharpshooters would be up there, the building overlooked the ring road about the park, easily secured and the gate to the Embassy district. The Labor Party had ambition once and his father had bemoaned how far they had fallen. From believing in the nation, they had been called tyrants for supporting a Socialist agenda that was good, not the Tyranny of the CCCP. The Soviets had striven to Conquer Poland. The Army had gone in and helped to deter the enemy. NATO had some serious things to answer for.
He was a beat cop who watched the news.

“Clare, Sargent Clare.” His radio was a very good thing to have, his earpiece roused him from looking at a window. The voice was not his radio, lieutenant Kaspar Carthy was looking at him a bit. “We’ve got a need to go check up on the buildings, somethings up, we’ve got a sniper who’s seeing something, movement on the roof, eyes need to get up to see what hes looking for. His helmet cam sees movement so we have to make an arrest possibly.” There were several other troopers that were waiting, Carthy was about Clare’s height but he was a somewhat darker skinned person, saying his grandfather was a Havenian, and a proud of it. A soldier in the Kings Havenian Rifles.

“So, uh…fall in?”

“Damn straight man.” The two AR8 toting constables joined two more making a four-officer team that would be good enough to deal with a potential problem. A corporal and another Sargent were with them as they moved into the building, they were a block out from Emissary park, there was still plenty of soldiers of the Gendarmery on duty. The four soldiers moved through the doors into the building a place that was used by lobby groups and activists and people in the government who had business with the foreign service corps that was quite well known throughout the city. The Lieutenant branished his badge at the private guard on the gate. The whole lobby was quiet and the guard did not object to the summoning of a janitor to the level to guide the four policemen.
“We just need access to the roof of this building.”

“Lieutenant?” Ventured the corporal once they had entered the elevator. The janitor had not seen anything. So, the issue was what exactly were they up against.
“Yes Corporal?” The skyscraper was huge, many firms had their offices soley in this building and their might be civilians. The young officer stood behind Clare and Carthy the two more seasoned officers who had done some things during the 2014 events in the streets of the city. It was getting on towards evening and the rally would have a view of the sunset. The streets were still full of people so the time was off the essence. Carthy looked and the man was encouraged to speak his mind. “We are going to confirm something for Control.” The next question was Clares.

“What?”

Carthy looked at the Sargent after sparing a glance at the digital number that ran off the floors. “Movement, possible sniper aming for someone.”

“So, why didn’t he take the shot and take the threat out?”

“We have to handle with care, we have a problem if a shot is taken, odds are there is gonna be a body falling into the crowd and we don’t want a fucking stampede.”

“Is the elevator…. Fast enough?”

The chime dinged and the elevator door slid open, they were eon a level that was full of a whole bunch of offices, the executives of one of many large legal firms that had to be near the diplomatic Corps to offer the services that were needed. Various planes and negotiations, the rows and rows of cublicles stretched all around.

“Control this is Entry-1 Actual.”

“Entry-1 Actual this is control, Go”

“On level proceeding to section, request the support of the QRF, get them moving, ASAP.”

“Acknowledged.”

The radio was between the lieutenant and command, the four officers had their weapons at the ready, flashlights on the weapons would allow for them to see, though it had to be said that there was a place for NVGs and on this night, Clare at Lieutenant Carthys shoulder could not help but agree, the offices were dark and they would not want to take their foe by surprise. So they would proceed with the entry and they were good, they had dealt with suspect people before, but that was when they had been on a LA-214 helicopter or one of the smaller Vandals that had been purchased by Lyras. Event security was a prime thing.

“Any drone defenses up here?” Clare ventured and the Lieutenant shook his head no as they moved from the elevator down the rows of cubicles, they were soldiers of the Police forces and they would fight if it came to that. Carthy spoke. “One body, one person, we don’t have deaths yet, Corporal, you ready with the cuffs, everyone got cuffs?”

The MRC troops all nodded as they moved down the rows of cubicles, the office was empty and there was no one who was there working on the odd late night assignment. No keyboards were clicked or anything and the computer screens were dark. The building had four balcony gardens that were for the people to gather and maybe have a smoke if they were of that inclination. And the four officers moved towards that and what they saw was a figure in black that had a rocket that was pointed towards a stage on which a cleric was getting up to speak. Speakers that had been put up were starting to put out Islamic prayers for the soul of the general and the future of the Peoples of the Book. The whole thing was overshadowed.

“This is Entry-1 Actual.” The four commandos were crouched behind the wall near the door. Clare hoped to god that the man pointing a rocket at the crowd was not going to shot.

“Go Actual.” Control said.

“Have eyes on…one man with a rocket, advise shooter to take the shot…”

“Roger.”

It was perhaps the worst choice that could have been made. The rocket was a diversion as much as it was a signal perhaps. Vehicles had been cleared for a pair of blocks around the perimeter but the patrol sweeps had checked parked vehicles with dogs and then with the odd camera perhaps. But well the vehicles that came now were not known to the people on the perimeter, these vehicles were somewhat modified as they were able to brush off the odd rifle bullet as they charged into the square. Into the park. They pushed through the barricade without much effort, they had grenade launchers. “They have grenade launchers.” Clare said to himself as snipers opened up on some of them, throwing smoke would delay the sniopers and it was already causing chaos as the crowds began to panic. The troopers on the ground were fighting back but that was not easily enough with the massive crushes of people towards the Anarchists.

“LETS GET MOVING.” Clare heard Carthy yelling to his comrades as there was chaos in the park, people running and screaming and gunfire and smoke was everywhere. There was a black market in a whole lot of stuff. Such as tear gas if you had money. Maybe the stuff was from the EastBloc stuff that had vanished in the take of the invasions. The combat in the square was hell.

The Anarchists well, they carried Anarchist flags, so to the officers of the MRC they surely were Anarchists and the Anarchists had been making threats against the protest. AKMs, M16s, FN FALs, were quite disciplined as they shot and then engaged in stabbing of fleeing people with bayonets affixed to rifles or with katanas and before they were either cut down or they made to withdraw, New Edomite flags were targeted as much as the flags of Nifon as they were all reactionaries. The end death toll once the crowds had cleared was four dead Anarchists two dead officers, one anarchist arrested and around 200 dead civilians from the crush of the crowd with some four hundred fifty injured.

by **Mcnernian Anarchist Collective** » Thu Jun 22, 2017 5:47 pm

Fascist Death Center
(HM Prison Southland
SIS Building)

He gasped on the floor of his cell, he remembered training with his brothers and sisters and the comrade that had come to teach them. He had been interrogated like this since he had been released from the Medical bay, he had been struck by member of the mob of religious zealots that had been praying for the soul of a man who had engaged in the slaughter of the people. The issues of the Anarchist uprising in Glasstower…the heroes who had no doubt people who were suffering under the New Edomite yoke. He had visions of the CNT of Spain and their victories against the Fascists in that old war. He lay on the floor of his cell with the door having been closed. It was bare and spartan with a slit and a window to look out or in. Out with the shutter down, this wing was reserved for the worst of the worst. Or was it a building within the compound of the prison. He had been interrogated for several days and he had not broken.

“I will not break, for the people of the World I will not break.” He hauled himself to his feet breathing heavily. He had spent time in isolation and well the Fascists had dragged him out of the cell after a long time of him being stripped naked. Like the Animalists, the Edenists engaged in behavior that was animalistic, all in the name of a disgusting and hateful ghost. God could not save the people, he had led the people to the situation that they were in now. Deal with the threats of this extremist church, the first time that the Anarchists had attacked the Edenists in this country, in this part of the world.

He stumbled about a bit, he had been here, how long, he had not bothered to mark the white and uncaring concrete walls. The guards would beat him quite often and the act of vandalizing his cell he was quite certain would see him beaten badly. He had been asked how he came by the truck, the weapon that had been kicked away from him by the Fascists who had their weapons trained on him. He was a young man, he would die perhaps in many years in the prison that he was in and he would be old.

He looked at the wall and then he moved to sit on the bunk. There is a sink, a basin of water that refills by the button on his wall. That is across from his sink next to the bed. He was not allowed access to sheets, the room is warm enough, the basin is too small to drown in. Barely a cup of water. He lies on the bunk breathing heavily.

He looks up at the lights on the ceiling, he knows they cannot be accessed, nothing can be hidden there or taken from there. He was tired. He knew that the others don’t know where he is. He knew he would have to wait.

by **Mcnernia-** » Fri Jun 23, 2017 7:11 pm

North Western Mcnernia
Province of Glere
City of Carnon
MNPLA-ULF Guerrillas

The Revolutionaries engaged the militia with rockets. The Soviet Advisor was quite impressed with how the skilled and unskilled soldiers fought the enemy. The technical vehicles and the rockets proved to be quite dangerous and they were used to push back against the reactionaries. The land was for the people and the farmers in the area had formed a lot of cooperatives to organize, so well there was the issues about talking to the cooperatives about joining the revolution. The KGB officer was not the one in charge, he sat in the back of the command center as the leaders of the revolution were making the decisions.

“We should launch the aircraft.” Said one man, “We should engage with the helicopters, its only a matter of time for the Air Force to arrive, not a bunch of Sukhois for us, but the damned Mc.82s come back and deal a major blow to the Revolution.”

The Soviet Advisor looked at the committee of officers that were debating, several infantry battalions of militia would surely engage in the defense of the town and then press out to engage the rest of the city.
A loud roar of engines in addition to radio traffic indicated that something was up.

“Breach at the Armory….fuck, they made off with a drone laser!” One aide was speaking into a radio as she looked at the smoke that was rising from a destroyed vehicle, the Soviet Advisor was grateful that it was not the whole building with the Armory being full of a lot of the weapons needed to persecute the revolution.

“How many intruders and where are they now?” The man walked over to the table, the Soviet equipment had been hidden for a long time. There was plenty of good and solid command and control gear that had been hidden away. Radios that had been cached to make sure that the people’s Army could not be stopped. They could be raised from the people and then they could be used to engage in sabotage or in the ambushes or in the attacks on the government.

The use of terror tactics meant that there would be some civilian causalities. But as of now the issue was not, they had the fire power and the Doctrines that the GRU and KGB had drafted for the Communist movements the world over. And well the MNPLA ULF was doing what they could.

“Scramble two helicopters to pursue send ground attack airplanes to hit the attacking militia.”

The guerillas were quick to comply. Word was send to the airport to spin up the two vandals.

by **McNernia** » Tue Jun 27, 2017 3:28 pm

Army Urban Training Center
Leeford Alderhill Army Base
1st Paracommando Regiment

The sound of gunshots echoed through the building as the Mcnenrian commandos advanced through the streets down below. The soldiers of the 1st Paracommando had landed in the Republic of South Dwayneland soon after they had been given the order, a long looping flight for the simulation of the Jump into the country and then they would engage the rioters. The Low-intensity conflict with the provisional government of South Dwayneland with the Armed Forces and Police roleplayed by a large contingent of armed soldiers who were not allowed out of their barracks. So, the Mcnernians would have to secure a minority.

The scenario was a lot like the South Oceania crisis. The Paracommandos were quite capable soldiers and they would engage in the security of Dwayneston International Airport and press out against the soldiers of the Revolutionary Army. Mcnernian soldiers were arguably the best of the best. The Paracommandos spread out in the streets. Camouflaged forms looked through the scopes of their rifles as they moved in columns on foot with the odd Pesujonda with an ATGM or a heavy machine gun.

“Moonray this is Alpha Actual….” The Major commanding Alpha company looked up at the top of a building a show of force had been enough to scare a lot of the terrorists and now the Paras would mop up.

“Alpha Actual this is Moon ray, go.”

“Moonray, all clear on brewer street, proceeding to Wenchani town…how copy?”

“Copy, Alpha company moving to Wenchani town…”

The major cut the channel and then turned to see that according to the battalion readout the soldiers of Alpha Company were on schedule to make the contact by the appointed time. So, the Mcnernians would move to defeat the roving bands of the Anarchists. All in appropriate time.

The “Anarchists” were soldiers, volunteers and they had used their tactics, the improvisational ones that had been observed by the MRC and the SIS among others. The AntiFa protests that had been going on at home. In the provinces, there was a siege and possible Communist protests in other places so the soldiers of the Empire would have to be trained to fight low intensity war. The Paracommandos were deemed to be the best to respond rapidly with the Airborne being the bulk force as they were configured for a more low intensity approach to the act of low intensity war. The Mcnernians would be ready for combat.

The Para commandos moved to secure the Wenchani town, a district of the city that had been made to be like the Little Kiosyu District of Dwaynesbury in a tiny nation that could fit into a part of Griffindon or deep into the countryside. But the island was in the depths of the Fukuaran Sea, the Paracommandos had trained to fly the long distance in the back of an airplane and then they had hurled themselves into this great conflict, the simulation was as absolute as was dared to be before a potential deployment. Such was the way.

by **Kaisong Islands** » Wed Jun 28, 2017 12:53 pm

Kaisong Islands Colony
Dai Kuong City
Warehouse, Industrial District

The Royal Kaisong Islands Police Service Special Duties Unit were quite professional and they had done well on this June evening. They had been running down the months of the past year a whole lot of Communists. Though the Kaisong Islands had acted favorably towards the Belt and Road Initiative the militancy of China was not to be tolerated. And ever since 2002 the fall of Wenchuan had seen a lot of the arsenals of the Peoples Republic opened and small arms flooding much of the market. The fact of the matter to Detective Deputy Inspector Royard Quan as he looked at the inside of the warehouse. A KIPFA arsenal was in the building, AKs, Sniper Rifles, RPGs and ATGMs all were here and they had been intended for the KIPFA to facilitate insurgency. Attacks on Hui and other Muslims for the fact they may or may not have connections to Saudi Arabia.

The issue of security in this area was something key. The City of Dai Kuong was a place of the nation and the Colony was quite prosperous. So, the KIPFA were drawn to it and they would have caused a lot of problems for the nation. The Mcnernians had been engaged in operations, Outer Havenian Intelligence had estimated that the Mcnernian National People’s Liberation Army was going to do something big. Wenchuani Communists had pledged the odd shipment of guns to the Soviets to allow for the supply of Communists to bring down the Empire.

Quan was a veteran detective having served since the 1999 summer with the intention of being the best constable and he was detective and a seasoned Special Branch operator. He looked at the warehouse, it was a very impressive place and the development of the colony had allowed for prosperity. The containers of the shipments had been very well concealed had been, they were orginally from China, Wenchuan…

They were Communist by the fact that they had arrived on a Soviet flagged ship, even though the two countries sought better relations they had engaged in a whole lot of subterfuge, Mcnernia protected Soviet dissidents, the Soviets backed terrorists in response. And in response to that the Mcnernians had bankrolled the Chechen takfiri through the back channels. Though the KGB had engaged in the arming of terrorists they had armed those who as a matter of policy did not target the civilian population. So the Royal Kaisong Islands Police had a healthy respect for the KIPFA but they were something to be dealt with and the SDU had been formed to deal with the terrorism across the spectrum, from the odd hostage situation to raiding the various things such as the raiding of houses.

The Detective looked at the AKMs and the various RPGs, they could deal with tanks and armored personnel carriers and the Police cars and the fact that they had been seized would see them turned over to the SIS perhaps for analysis. The Detective did not care that much about it.

by **McNernia** » Sat Jul 01, 2017 6:51 am

Berlin Germany
Maev Niallan, Times of Griffindon Correspondent
Near the Bolderberg Conference

The streets of Berlin were quite safe, even for a single foreign woman like her. Maev Niallan was thousands of kilometers from her Home on Mcnernias south coast. She was not a great city girl she had to admit but this was her job, go around to foreign cities, she had interviewed Chinese dissidents in backwater hellholes and gone to Damascus to meet with Syrian officials. Gone to Beirut, she’d been in the capitol when the shit had hit the fan, so she enjoyed the freedom that her job gave her for the paper. The Times gave her a fixed budget and then she got to do what she wanted so long as she brought in her famous An Examination articles on a constant basis, the more often she made her articles the better. The term Bolderberg Group was a thing that gave her hope. Sanity in a world that was in chaos. Nifon wanted to implement tyranny but she had been appalled by the Anarchists massacring all those people.

She chided herself as she walked from the U-Bahn station to her apartment, she had it good in the district that she lived in, the people who died were homophobes, they brought the Anarchists on themselves. And well she had read the stories about those who had escaped human trafficking in the beyond. There was tale supposedly from New Edomite Feminist prisoners and from those who were living in Gloria Regis and in the Shrilaienni Empire. She had studied the culture of the Matriarchal Empire, she did not want Matriarchy, Erin I had respect for women. But the Nifonese seemed to have a hatred of everything in this world.

She walked down the sidewalk with the people of Berlin passing all about her. The apartment was nearby and she went into the building, she passed through the lobby and then took the elevator up to the third floor. Oddly enough with things being the way they were she could get a corner unit, though by any means it was no penthouse she enjoyed it all the same. She would do well in Berlin she had promised herself and now she was doing well.

She booted up the laptop that she had and she sat down at the computer. She would work for a great many hours on the issue. The work of a Journalist was the best that she could engage in. She worked for several hours looking through the full scope of the data that she had gathered. She had spoke to people of Redshields staff and she had letter from the Baron himself expressing an interest in an interview. She would send the article off. Would it be a bomb? Maybe. She smiled as she settled into bed.

Times of Griffindon Editing and Publishing Office
Griffindon, Mcnernia
Editor Myles Olery

Myles Olery was the new editor in Chief of the Times of Griffindon, one of the best and most decorated papers in the world. They had their independence, they were owned by those who had the country at heart. The Times was loyal to the nation. As Olery was settling into work having spoke with his secretary about the issue he had. He was interested in the spike of people that were seeking to engage, to join the corps of reports. As was necessary he had handed it off to the director of Human resources.

“The Palace on the line. Something about the King, he wants to have someone to interview for the issue of his talks with the New Hayesalians, that’s all over social media.”

The secretary who handled social media. “I will get to that…we can get Jeremy on it….” He looked up from his report. Sitting in the corner editors office looking down from the upper levels of the Times Tower Which was the place from where a lot of the major media decesions were made. Sending word to one of his internet, livestream correspondents who with any luck could use his conctacts with the Kings staff to get the interview before MBC to ensure someone who did not sensationalize the issue spoke on it.

He looked at a message. It was [url]maev.Nillan91@boltmail.co.km[/url] , an impressive article, she said she had trouble getting into her work email which was [url]maevNillan@timesofgriffindon.mail.km[/url]. There was a very impressive article. The thing was about a thousand worlds that was exposing a lot of things. He had patrons and they could use an ally like her. He would tell Maev that she would be coming back from Berlin soon enough.

“Its me.” He said dialing the man on the Foreign Affairs committee of the House of Lords. The man grunted, Myles could hear the crunching of a lot of leaves. “Are you out for a walk sir?” The line had been arranged by him, he had the resources to ensure that this private line would be unmonitored. “What do you wish to tell me?”

“I’ve found a reporter who was able to make inroads with Redshield…the man is the ally you need according to the message…I would suggest that you get to Berlin.”

“I have access to the King and I have spoke with him at length. The issue is that, you know the fanatics wont stop, they’ll take a wack at the Shrais and everyone who’s smart….”

Olery nodded, he knew that the King was the principle owner of the paper as was his Cousin Llyod who was moving into the circles of the UK and Germany representing the real interests. Saving the nation from this idiocy that came from aligning with military fanatics who moved like fools in lockstep with a militantly aggressive regime.

“Ill tell Maev…do you?”

“Will I meet Reshield?” The man paused. “Yes I will….descretely.”

Olery hung up. The wheels were moving. Give the people hope that there were people standing up to this insanity who they could rally behind.”

TIMES OF GRIFFINDON
The Bolderberg Conference
An Examination
30 June 2017

The Center of Power in the World? Is it Berlin, Germany?

Berlin-One may equate Berlin of the Federal Republic of Germany with the high technology and science that they have become known for. One may think of fusion or the green energy. The windmills and the solar power. I on behalf of the Times of Griffindon have learned that the Bolderberg Group has taken to meeting here. The city is a center of international finance where the good people of the World gather to plan a response to the threats to Humanity. There are governments in the world and perhaps the current one that our people have voted on which has not followed through on its promises to ensure a peace with the Communists and has lowered taxes is possibly one of them.

There is a concern for this nation that our alliance with Nihon may not be the best course and the Redshield Foundation has been on the front lines. Leading the Bolderberg group is the Baron to whom the foundation owes its name. The Redsheilds are a minor family in Britain that have sponsored many initiatives such as the teaching of Esperanto and the international LGBTQ movement and the various social exchange programs. The Bolderberg group includes many Mcnernians who we shall not mention. They are the cream of society and they were happy, I spoke to several prominent lords at length and they share the consensus of the world.

The status of the world is unacceptable they say. Though the Shogun has proclaimed prosperity And peace many in the parliament believe that with the detaining of the sailors from New Hayesalia and the Nifonese stubbornness the issue is something to be watched. So the Bolderberg group is moving, they speak of how the Shogun will not be long in power. Some Mcnernians have called for putting a bullet in the head of the man for the fact that he is aggressive.

“A man who looks at the lawful wife of the King and sees a witch, you can hear it in the streets about the Nifonese…they will kill the King, they see him and what he is….”

The lord that I spoke to did not wished to be named. He was most adamant that the Nifonese wished to dominate the country. The investments of our nation the Bolderberg group says is something that empowers hatred. “We shall endeavor to limit our contacts with the Nifonese in the future and increase them generously. If the businessmen are real businessmen and not members of a cult that engages in the destruction of the world.” That is the words of Baron Redshield to the meeting. According to a man who I met with who was a spokesperson. The Bolderberg Group will bring down the Nifonese tyrants and the people will be free.

And maybe they say, Mcnernia will be a part of that.

by **McNernia** » Mon Jul 03, 2017 9:58 am

Bangor Province, Mcnernia

1st Regiment of the Union Guard

After three years there had been the release of the Union Guard by a secret Pardon that was deep in the Royal Archives. Under a seal that would last for a long time unless one convinced HM Emilion IV to release the seal on it. The Union Guard, the best quality paramilitary troops that had worked for the crown for a time. Secretly they were armed with M16s and given digicam, a special beret was issued, the lightning bolt and the Crown that they had used before they had come to harm. They had Interior Ministry patches provided showing that they were like the Police.

“You of the Union Guard are the soldiers of the last resort, you are to be sent in when the Constabulary is not enough, your assessments are good and you of the 1st Regiment of the Union Guard will earn the worthiness of the pardon that our King has bestowed upon you.”

The 1500 strong force of paramilitary militia had not been allowed to train that much so they would work on their skills as they headed north from the southern coast of Ildris with the sea nearby they would be engaged in training for several months, right wing militia would be recruited but the first of the Mcnernian Civil Guard, a force that answered to the Interior Ministry nominally in peacetime and was like the American National Guard, Army troops answerable to the Provincial government and then in time of war they would be quite well and truly under the command of the Army.

The Mcnernians embraced this to have the militia under the thumb of the government as MVDF battalions were being summoned to the various army bases to be equipped and retrained and outfitted, it would be cheaper to have combat units that were on the budget of the province primarily for keeping order in the event of some disaster or invasion. Light infantry formed the backbone able to patrol and then if necessary they would engage in the combat operations of organizing and forming the start of guerilla resistance to the potential communist invasion of the nation.

Union Guard personnel practiced their skills at a base that had been put in reserve with the intention of using it for something, the cheap desire sof the government was good that it meant that the Interior Ministry team could see to the training of the 1st Regiment of the Civil Guard on APCs and on the vehicles that they would need for the mission of fighting communism within the nation and providing aid to the people. The National Guard provided the American Governor with an option. Griffindon Province would have the first regiment of the Civil Guard as this unit of former Paramilitary soldiers.

They stood on the parade ground before the representatives of the Interior Ministry and then they swore the soldier’s oath. Defend the King and his Heirs and Successors, so help you God. And then the training began. Harsh and it was what was needed.

by **Mcnernian Anarchist Collective** » Thu Jul 20, 2017 6:51 am

Journal One

To Whoever is reading this,

I am not your foe. Ive not said anytrhing. We are moving constantly. Im locked in this facist death center has no name Im familiar with.

Im here because a Im a part of the greaters operation since the CNT engaged in the defense of the 2nd Spanish Republic. Im done with the interrogation. Ill not be tortured. Some officers were aruging.

My team and I undertoo the elimination of a whole bunch of facists. Now ive been beaten sleep deprived and various other means of interrogation.

Then I've seen a soft pencil and paper. So i figure that Ill keep this journal.

They have at the scene of the Crime. What they want to know is where we came the weapons.

In all honesty I am at a loss as to where the weapons came from.

Im kind of suspicious about it myself. Seems a bit too good to be true.

by **McNernia** » Sat Sep 16, 2017 3:08 pm

TO:Baron James Redshield
FROM:HERALD
SUB:Co-operation

Dear Sir,

I'm not a man to mess with James. Ive managed to put the New Edomite Ambassador on edge. And Ive set things in motion with HM the King and the Prime Minister. If the Nifonese are poised to assassinate the Royal Family Kojiro will have to answer for it and the King does not easily forgive such bold action against the woman he loves, or the women he loves and the King would not be happy. I have things in motion that are going to change the situation for the better.

-HERALD

Mcnernia-SOMEWHERE IN NORTHERN PROVINCES
Aid to the Redshield Operation

The freighters were owned by HERALD through his various holding firms, the weapons were gathered via sympathetic mid level officers in the SIS who were part of a faction of the service that believed that the Nifonese would use Mcnernia as a place of dumb Gaijin to execute the wars of Nifonese Zaibatsu. In the event that the Director, the Pro-SACTO bigot Jeremy Blakeford found out he would be eliminated by a trained I and G PMC team that was keeping him under surveillance, the Soviets HERALD knew sitting in his SUV reading MBC articles about the Protests when terrorism struck would be getting involved. Odds are KGB would be watching the dissidents closely. The shipments were three freighters bound for Castle Redshield each captian was an I and G operative that knew their business and also the crews were hired by HERALD. They would deliver the following for the Barons agents in Surjah to use.

Herald had a very specific set of plans and he wanted to test James Redshield and his network.

by **McNernia** » Sat Sep 16, 2017 3:49 pm

https://www.theprogressiveunderground.c ... O/Anti-War

The situation of the world is unsustainable. The Nifonese Empire should have been eliminated a long time ago. Mcnernia for all its faults with Labor dominance in the 60s and 70s had a chance with the reformation of the Empire could have supported the Liberal Nifonese to keep the problem of Kojiro at bay.. Or at least stopped Kojiro all those years ago. Now we are signing our nation and our future, all the values of our nation away. Our respect for LGBT rights and our tolerance of other religions are poised to go away. Im not Homosexual but I know people who are terrified and are. Nifonese people in Griffindon praise the King and threaten the Queens life in the same breath.

Our Queen who spends her days advocating for the rights of all people in this nation. Keeping us together as a nation, who is one of the greatest people. Who has not desired the death of ANY nifonese person in the country.

That’s called treason people.

WAKE UP.

Nifonese people view all non-Nifonese as Gaijin. That means they have no compunction about sending us to die in wars or killing us to take our resources. That extends to Japanese people in Asia. One reporter has been killed, confirmed as a hit job by Bushido PMC for the Nifonese Oil Zaibatsu by the Japanese Public Security Service. The fact that the Nifonese are an aggressive and barbaric people who should have been liberated and reeducated back when Kojiro overthrew a modern and progressive government replacing it with a regime of Tyranny, ignorance and stupidity. We should have mobilized and attacked his puppets and sucked the country into a war the Nifonese people would not have been able to tolerate. Then restored the liberal government of Nifon in the inevitable Anarchy that followed.

Rest well assured that this would work. We need to engage in attacks, Dwanyesbury’s people said no to the Nifonese subversion of the constitution, anyone who supported the Nifonese puppet was worthy of death. The people cannot be stopped. Like technological innovation social progress cannot be stopped.

Not even Kojiro can stop us.

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