Secret of Conquest Part I (MT-Early PMT/Invite/2027)

by **Bronze Serpent** » Mon Nov 06, 2017 8:54 pm

Kesslerstaadt international Airport
Irina Hartmann and Godfrey Redshield

She pulled out a cigarette and lit it and commenced smoking, "Well if you must know, the American tech genius William Dates was James Redshield's understudy and an agent for Amihan Russel. He is a very intriguing individual, young in his 40s, I would say a bit of a nerd so to speak." she went on blowing some of the smoke out "You see he runs all sorts of labs in Silicon Valley for his computer company and they want to research the coming singularity as you can imagine he is trying to put billions into artificial intelligence research, huge grants from DARPA are involved in this of course." she smiled and continued on, crossing her legs "He also runs a series of genetics labs, of which at one of them I met Eva Muller honestly the question is not how we get her but where and from who. I really think the best way to get her would be simply to ask William Dates. I know he is not very political beside his rather clear population control and clean energy agenda and he does not really seem hard to work with." Irina went on but then began to hesitate midway between the conversation "Well I guess one problem does exist, he is rather." she almost did not want to say it. "Well let us just say he is rather eccentric, but I do have his location if you want to visit him. He is a lot richer then he used to be and is now an on par competitor he might as well be a Redshield."

Lonograd, Waiting Room at local Prison

Sears sat on a bench looking down at the floor, he was beginning to feel depressed losing hope, "Lord, I do not know if I can stay in here any longer while the Redshield's poison spreads throughout the world choking the life out of it." he fell out of the bench on his knees. A guard came by "Excuse me Mr. Sears you are free to go, you shall be taken to the airport where some officials from New Yamas are waiting for you.ummm...excuse me Mr. Sears." Sears was not paying attention zoned out from his thoughts but then finally responded "Wait you said what?" the guard replied "Your free to go, someone will be taking you to the airport, your a free man Sears." that day Sears would leave and arrive at the International Airport in Damascus.

by **McNernia** » Thu Nov 09, 2017 5:33 pm

Kesslerstadt International Airport
Godfrey Redshield Meeting with an Informant

Kindly put that out, the smell is annoying.... Thought Godfrey looking at the woman impassively through his sunglasses covered eyes and sparing the hangar outside the plane a glance. He was releived that there was no one there. He would listen and he would nod, takin in the issue, the Redshields were working on buying out this man, this upstart was not on the one who would lead the world into a new age. As of the now it was going to be his father who would lead the world into the future when the time was right. The mcnernian way or no way at all.

"Hmm, we are working on buying out the company and we shall have his AI, my father has a simple vision, if you would please wait on the cigarette until we go to the club, or Hotel I have reservations with we may smoke and drink at leisure there. I dont wish to....is that a vapor cigarette?" He noticed, surely she would...it was not setting off any alarms. "So, pardon me, as I was saying, we are working on buying out Mr Dates..."

by **Bronze Serpent** » Thu Nov 09, 2017 7:21 pm

Kesslerstaadt international Airport
Irina Hartmann and Godfrey Redshield

Irina worried "Oh crap, alarms?" and put out the cigarette quickly "Sorry, I was not sure." she got worried for a few seconds not wanting to set off an Alarm "Yeah, Dates could be a highly important asset on many levels. He has good connections to these Kurdish insurgents who have been effective for less then legal activities and with the full backing of Western governments too." she gave a rather gitty look "I think this will be a truly wonderful alliance."

USS Ark, docks of the Duchy of Freistaat, off of the coast of Southern France

John Miller exited the USS Ark, this was an important event a business meeting with the Diamond Duke also known as Prince Karl Theodor was the head of Freistaat a small city-state that had existed since the Middle Ages. Miller had been feeling nervous, it was another day visiting the Diamond Duke who was considered by many to be one of the most targeted men on earth due to the many enemies he made in his fight against the globalists by engaging in hostile take-overs of globalists companies mainly in the Diamond trade. Miller would get into the back of a limousine and be driven to a castle built in the Neo-Romanesque style, a man would open the door of the car and show Miller his way inside.

Noticeable was the stain-glass scenes of Christ's birth, depictions of his various miracles, his Last Supper, his Crucifixion, his Death, and his Burial and Resurrection and finally a depiction of Christ ruling as King over the Earth. Miller would be astonished by the beauty and glory of the building and what it depicted. A dark suited man with black sun-glasses would approach him and escort him to a another room, Miller would be taken through a court room and brought into a large dining room with a marble floor. A large table with a white cloth and a menorah on it was at the center of the room, and sitting at the far end of the table was the Diamond Duke. The Diamond Duke was noticeable by his long beard, his tall stature and wavy grey hair he wore a uniform almost Bismarkian prominently displaying an Iron-cross. He was a man of strong dignity and righteousness, a man who did not tolerate treason or evil, he was a man who could be very jolly and loving but had eyes of that of a tiger and his eyes showed experience.

"Please take a seat, Miller my good friend." spoke the Duke

Miller sat down and spoke "You wanted to see me Duke?"

The Duke responded "Well, Sears is free now, rumors are he is being taken to New Yama." the Duke continued on "I imagine this means you will be doing operations for them?"

Miller said "Yes, in some of their territories against insurgents and stuff of that manner."

The Duke stated in an almost casual manner "Well, do you feel that it is right?"

Miller said "I really cannot tell, I dislike New Yama but I just don't know it seems we are fighting a common enemy for the time being."

The Duke said "Well, old allies are always tomorrows enemies, the way politics changes the Geo-political landscape ensures this."

Miller looked at the Duke straight in the eyes and said "What are you implying?"

The Duke got up out of his chair and said "Follow me to my study Miller." Miller followed behind the Diamond Duke and was led to a room with many books, many of them very old. The Duke showed Miller a map of Africa, next to numerous statistics, locations of Diamond mines, and areas highlighting strategic points including food and oil, as well as several topographical maps. "You see this is Africa, my I am not sure if you heard but a certain billionaire William Dates is trying to reclaim these mines, and that is not all, a certain group of leaders in the WA are calling for an immediate state of emergency in Africa due to the food crisis in several countries."

The Duke went on "In Africa you have diamonds, oil, numerous resources and one of those resources which Silicon Valley is heavily interested in and that resource is Cobalt." Miller slipped "Co..Cobalt." he began to pay more intention the Duke said "Yes Miller, Cobalt a key component of electronics."

Miller began to listen even more intently, the Duke went on "The main source of the element is as a by-product of copper and nickel mining. The copper belt in the Democratic Republic of the Congo, Central African Republic and Zambia yields most of the cobalt mined worldwide. " he pulled up a lab-top and then showed a screen, it was a video of a rather nerdy looking man teaching African children how to use electronic tablets.

The Duke said "That is renowned philanthropist and tech billionaire William Dates, this is him on a mission for the WA to educate children in Africa." Miller noted "Dates seems very pretentious and snarky, I heard last he was made Jame's replacement." the Duke responded "He is worse, Silicon Valley elites are the worse think of the most elitist self-absorbed and at the same time very nerdy individual you knew in High-School getting a trust fund daddy upgrade that is most of these guys and it is almost an understatement."

the Duke continued on "You see Silicon Valley is filled with some of the worst people on earth imaginable, they are into the most extreme of leftist social-politics, the attacks on Free-Speech in Western countries, the destruction of borders, the destruction of language and the destruction of culture. They intentionally design their products to be as shitty as possible so in a couple of years or months the produce breaks forcing the user to buy a new produce in a practice of what is called planned obsolescence. They are the worst hypocrites imaginable calling for high-taxes while they go off to tax havens, they are the true major controllers of the spread of Globalist Progressivism. "

The Duke went on down, Miller would notice a photo of General Nashid was on the table, "You see cobalt mining is necessary for the production of lithium-ion batteries in electric cars, thousands of child laborers in Southern Africa are worked to exhaustion all so these batteries can be manufactured for Silicon Valley. Silicon Valley elites therefore seek to weaken the oil industry, however I do not think a war will come yet over this, after all Dates needs all the money he can get to work on his dream, the dream of merging a human with artificial intelligence and this money includes oil money. Ironically while constantly calling for over the top regulations trying to halt the development of nations under the disguise of saving the environment, he now owns numerous oil assets on the Northern coast of Africa. I was however to snatch all of Redshield's diamond assets from out of his hands, so he is truly angered at me."

Miller would say "So what does Bashriyya have to do with this?" the Duke laughed heartily "The Bashriyyan government for sometime now has been making contact with the New Yaman government, they develop weapons together and often collaborate against common targets. You see the Shurjan government wants to merge all of the Islamic world into one super-state, they are allied with the Bashriyyans against common enemies such as the Aladeen regime in Lonograd. However interests are going to conflict, it is likely that the Bashriyyans are going to grow closer to the New Yamans in cooperation to take out William Date's attempt at a new world order. However the Bashriyyans may begin to clash with the Shurjans over Africa, in particular Nigeria where Bashriyya is allied with the Bashriyya is allied with the Nigerian government while Shurjah opposes Nigeria's government"

The Duke was practically ranting at a point "You see, Dates wants a huge conflict in Africa, a war of all against all. Dates is working closely with the GMO food company Moansanto which claims it wants to end starvation in Africa." The Duke looked down "This is where things begin to get sinister, if one really looks at Date's humanitarian missions to Africa all of them seem to have an ulterior motive and that motive is depopulation. Dates has stated before that he does not want people in the Third World to have more then one child, he is an open advocate of one-child policies and is a known supporter of the abortion industry and the porn industry. He supports killing babies and separating sex from love and reproduction all of this contributes to lower population."

He began to show anger "That bastard Dates, a total psychopath through Planned Motherhood, World Population Council and numerous other privately run organizations has been working to implement massive sterilization and abortion campaigns on the Third World." Miller said "Mass Infanticide and mass sterilization!" Dates replied "Yes, mass murder of the unborn combined with mass sterilization against populations that Dates considers undesirable."

Miller then looked through some of the files on the Duke's desk and noticed that William Dates had been buying up huge quantities of unproven, unapproved, defective, or banned contraceptive drugs and intrauterine devices (IUDs) and distributing them for use by his population control movement subcontractors on millions of unsuspecting Third World women, many of whom suffered or died in consequence. The Duke noticed the paper Miller was looking over and said "You know Miller, Dates had no second thoughts that the drugs and devices he was giving out were declared unsafe by the FDA for American use. Dates runs the company that makes most birth control pills and devices and has almost faced several lawsuits but won every single one by paying off the judges."

The Duke further said that he believed that Date's was planning to start a huge war in Africa, combined with starvation to further lower the World population, he explained how his spies had been hacking Date's emails and found evidence that militant groups would be trained as freedom fighters and sent to overthrow their respective governments to create more chaos allowing global institutions to step in and reclaim order. He looked at Miller "We cannot let them do this." Miller with a shocked look on his face said "Duke if you are right and this war is coming, then we do not have much time, this chaos is being planned"

The Duke said "Well that is why I brought you here, I am looking to hire you for one mission, take out William Dates dead or alive." Miller said "I will do it for free." the Duke said "By the way, where is ze Fraulein? My daughter was begging that you bring her again, every-time she is over she brings joy." Miller said "Oh Inga?" Miller said surprised and also slightly hesitant, in his head he was thinking how could any sane person think Inga brings anything other then headaches and heartache? "She went on a trip with Ethan." he hesitated to say "To New Yama, we have reason to suspect the New Yamans detained her, they knew she was a Nifonese spy."

The Diamond Duke looked at Miller thinking what sort of idiot would? and then said "I assume you want me to do something about it yes?" Miller shook his head "uh huh!" The Duke frowned "Fine, but I am only doing this for Inga."

by **Guadalupador** » Fri Nov 10, 2017 1:13 pm

Quardya's Office, Nosamo, New Yama

"I'm not so sure about trusting the Diamond Duke at this time my friend." Admiral Quardya said with apprehension. "While he may be as anti-globalist as you or I, putting so much trust in such a man is dangerous. He could turn on us at a moment's notice. He strikes me as an opportunist: Once the old globalist order has been struck down, there will be others attempting to make their own globalist order. The Diamond Duke, being a businessman first and foremost would want to be on top of the new order, no?" Quardya listened further to Nashid. "We have enough resources as it stands to find Dates and seize Redshield's globalist assets ourselves for the good of our alliance, but not only that but for the good of true anti-globalist forces everywhere. We need no investors ourselves." Quardya mentioned to Nashid that their own resources were sufficient, if not better than what a distant monarch could provide.

SSM Officers Academy Barracks, Nosamo, New Yama

Daedalus let out an irritated sigh. "You do know that this doesn't help your case. As it stands right now, my superiors, and the troops outside believe that Miller sent us not only one spy but two." Daedalus felt sorry for Ethan. "Right now, we're going to have to put you under house arrest. I'll make sure that you don't get the firing squad. About Inga? I don't know her fate and I don't know where they took her, it's above my pay grade. Now put these cuffs on." Daedalus took a pair of handcuffs out of a packet on his belt and tossed them to Ethan. "I'll talk to my superiors about getting you some better accommodation than what we usually give people on house arrest." Daedalus then whispered to Ethan: "I'll also try to get some info on Inga for you." Daedalus then let two Sector 3 Officers in to the room to apprehend Ethan. Don't be rough with the kid, that's an order." Daedalus said to the two officers.

Sector 18 Compound

It was as if the Interrogator could see through the girl, he simply nodded in response to her apparent confession. "There is something else about your assignment you aren't telling us about..." He said softly. After interrogating so many dissidents over his career he knew that if someone was letting out information so easily, it was either false or not the whole story. The Interrogator pressed on: "You would like to see your father Gregory Sears, yes? You'll have access to him very, very soon. Or not at all given that you're not telling us why you're here, in New Yama." The Interrogator needed to know why did Miller send a Nifonese spy into New Yama, was it intentional? Given Miller's record with working in Nifonese Intelligence, having direct contact with Maki Kojiro, it couldn't have been unintentional. Miller was a perfect candidate to be an unofficial agent for the Nifonese.

Damascus International Airport, Lonograd

In the terminal were two black-suited Ministry of State Security Agents standing side by side, waiting for Gregory Sears to be handed over to them. Once he was in sight, one whispered into his lapel microphone: "RV is a go, we've got Sears."
The other agent walked up to Sears and greeted him in English: "Hello Mister Sears, it is good to meet with you. Come with us." The two walked and led Sears to an Airbus A-380 marked with New Yaman insignias and INTEGRALISTA CONFEDERATSION DO NAUA YAMA scrawled across the fuselage in gold lettering. Upon first inspection the aircraft parked at the gate seemed like a normal passenger jet, however once Sears stepped inside the aircraft the illusion was broken. The modified Airbus was an aerial command center as Ministry of State Security staff worked at their consoles. Sears was led up to the second deck of the plane to an open and opulent area where all the computers and equipment were replaced by recliners, couches, a full bar, plasma screen televisions, mahogany tables and expensive but tasteful wallpaper. A man in an Integralist Army officer's uniform got up from the bar and walked over to Sears. "Hello, Mister Sears. It's an honor to meet such a legend of the battlefield." The Colonel went to shake Sears' hand and led him to a pair of comfortable recliners. "I am Colonel Arev Quardya, eldest son of Admiral Ghazan Quardya." The younger man was currently being groomed as his father's successor although he didn't necessarily agree with everything his father did. "The Ministry of Foreign Affairs as well as the Ministry of State Security negotiated with that bastard Aladeen to get you out of that prison. The Integralist Confederation of New Yama freed you as a part of a deal with John Miller, your friend." Colonel Quardya basically debriefed Sears as the plane taxied out onto the runway and took off for Nosamo.

by **McNernia** » Fri Nov 10, 2017 9:09 pm

Kesselerstaadt International Airport
Irina Hartmann and Godfrey

Godfrey lowered his glasses. Giving her a minor. Are you shitting with me. sort of look. "Smoke alarms so I know if there is something wrong with the system. Standard, looking at getting them removed because I don't smoke...probably best to leave them. Its fine. We have much to discuss, perhaps we should go to the club." He looked at the woman. "We have SIS loyalists who could get guns to the YPG."

by **Bronze Serpent** » Sat Nov 11, 2017 7:29 am

Nashid's office, Ayesha, Bashriyya

"Yeah your right having some Oligarch backing us will only weaken us, well I have dispatched people to France, I suggest you dispatch some people as well we are looking to buying up several Pharmaceutical companies." he coughed a bit "You know, Redshield clearly was not just dealing in legal trade, a lot of money being made in pharma these days both over and under the table." the death of James Redshield created an economic chaos, ever power-monger fighting for control of Redshield's companies, and the New Yaman-Bashriyyan-Shurjan axis was among them "I try to keep the illegal stuff to Shurjah's intelligence though, I personally do not like getting too involved."

Sector 18 Compound

Inga would give the impression she was surprised, in reality things were deeper but she had no intention of giving the interrogator the truth "I really just wanted to come with Ethan. I mean it's not that I like him or anything?" she started blushing a bit, however she frowned a bit as it was not the reason she was in New Yama, but it was somewhat true "It's just what would that idiot do without me?" she continued on "I really shouldn't be here, I chose to come here and I begged Miller to let me come with Ethan, he actually insisted I not go. Also I was supposed to spy on Miller so in some ways I was neglecting my own job, I should be with Miller visiting the Diamond Duke again, but I insisted I be taken here so Ethan does not skrew up, also if my dad is being brought here I knew that this place would be better for me."

Damascus International Airport, Lonograd

"Nice to meet you, Gregory Sears, much obliged to you." Sears smiled shaking the Arev's hand "Glad to see I am out of that hell hole, which leads me to a question." Sears looked into Alev's eyes "New Yama is not known for altruism on that level, what did Miller tell you to get me out? What kind of deal was made, I imagine it involves my company." Sear's sighed, almost worried at the thought of a bad deal. "You want us to do some sort of op for you?"

by **McNernia** » Thu Nov 16, 2017 6:05 pm

Griffindon Mcnernia
Alistair Redshield Meets with William Bates Sometime After Godfrey Met Irina
Golden Orchard Hotel

It was quiet as the young computer genius sat in the hotel lounge, Lord Alistair rarely left his house it was said. The man was a f—king Redshield and though the man was rich. Being in the presence of though who were born to the purple and knew how to defend it as much as it was his skills in gaining and keeping. Alistair Redshield can expand the formidable wealth he had. And he was the only surviving Redshield. The rest of the family seemed to be in denial and having gone into reclusion as the Nifonese were out. Godfrey Redshield was the first sign that his father was here. Everyone had heard of the accomplishments of the young assassin as the air was changed perhaps by his mere presence here in one corner of the room wearing sunglasses and the suit that wealth provided. Dates felt inadequate, he was an American and the Mcnernians were a juggernaut as the Iraq conflict was proving to be. So the issue was either you cooperated with the Redshields of Griffindon and continued the Masters work, Amihan Russel had a fortune to himself and a whole lot of investments but Alistair Redshield had his company. Though New Hayesalia had failed, maybe the Mcnernians would succeed, they had much in the way of power.

“Ah, Lord Alsitair.” Dates said rising from the café armchair and rising to meet the wheelchair bound man who shook his hand warmly, smiling. He was happy to see the surviving Redshield, and his daughter who was, almost angelic in her beauty.

“I trust that you had a good flight Mr Dates.” Said Alistair as the American led his guest over to the table. It was not a formal conference room but the lounge was quiet and the otel was known as a place of discrete dealings as the nobility and big business frequented such places. So there was tight security and the staff were known to be discrete as high class women of the night came in and out. For those that wanted it. Eva Mueller had provided several women for the examination of the scientists of Genesis Pharma, providing genetic material to the necessary experiments.

“Yes, Your Lordship.” Alistair smiled as the man sat and his daughter produced a file. It was the interest in the company that Alistair Redshield held. He owned the company. A document changed hands as well.
“Mr. Dates, sign here and you will be confirmed as the CEO, I own it, you run it and provide your AI data to the Ministry of Defense.”

“Yes sir.”

Said Dates meekly as he could feel Godfreys demonic eyes boring into him. He knew that he would have to be careful. Though he had to admit, he could see what Lord Alistair wanted to do, LGBT rights were respected. They were left alone, and the world would be united under a King who valued Liberty and that would lead to the rise of Fascism the world over. A proper Fascism that would unit the world under the Mcnernian flag.

When Dates had signed, Maeve took the documents and then she stood beside her father as Godfrey stood to his father’s other side. Dates had come with his own security, paying a Mcnernian firm for a car and armed escort who knew the in-house security team at the Hotel but he could tell he was making a good deal in aligning with the Redshields of Mcnernia. He was quite impressed with the deal that he got, and he looked at Alistair and smiled.

And Alistair smiled back. Though his did not reach his eyes. He wanted Date’s data as much as he wanted him.

“I also need Eva Hiembachs copies of Elsa Z Jungers research. You know of what I speak.”

The man nodded. “Whatever you say.”

Secret Ministry of Defense Compound, Central Mcnernia
William Dates-Later

The LA-214 Helicopter was oddly comfortable as he came in for a landing. William Dates was quite impressed as he noticed out on the strip a bank of servers being unloaded from the C-17 globe master that loomed over the buildings that were quite impressive. Dates looked at his escort, the Military Police in full body armor and helmets. They were some kind of elite squad. He looked at his military issue smartphone, the Lt Colonel of the Army uniform fit perfectly. And reading a primer of tactics, he was wearing khaki and he was quite happy to have a Military Intelligence Research Department badge. That meant he could be a part of Cyberwarfare.

The door was opened, and a technician opened it, saluted as Dates and his escort got out, the troopers going first.

“Even here you are worried about threats?’

“Yes sir.” Said the sergeant in charge. “With all those PMCs running around the odds are good some truther is involved with the Niffies and got the dough to hire some Mercs to storm a place like this, we are ready for the worst if it should come.”

“Good to know.” Said Dates as they moved across the ramp with the helicopter leaving for somewhere else. He looked at the C-17 as the computers in their cases were loaded onto the trucks that rolled up to the plane.
Dates gave them a cursory inspection, suitably impressed with the Airlift commands capacity to get the cargo through. He gave a nod and the convoy headed off into the warren of buildings and hangards that made the main part of the base. It was an old one in the heart of the country with a small town with all the necessary things to survive a Nuclear attack if one came, the issue was that the PMCs the Nifonese employed were always ready to do something stupid such as attack a TOP SECRET facility deep in an allied country. Also there was the issue of Russel. The man was a f—king psycho who wanted to be the Jewish Messiah or some shit. So the naturally more Atheistically inclined Dates would of course along with Irina Hartmann jump ship and with the aid of the Lord Redshield a powerful noble take up positions in Mcnernia, at the heart of SACTO to spear the golden dragon.

The lab which he was conducted too was under an office building, hell it was the whole building with some very impressive staff. Army, Navy, Air Force and civilians that had been hired by the MoD in cooperation with the SIS on the various projects that were necessary. The Redsheild family had allies in the military, not fellow revelers of some Orgy at a mountain resort, the Redshields had allies in the military due to the dedicated service to the welfare of the State that the family had engaged in. Where once it was crushing bandits. Now it was science.

And that had brought William Dates here, had gotten him his commission, signed by the King himself, he had taken a extended leave from his company appointing one of his trusted aides to run the place. They had been given a nice corporate headquarters in Mcnernia and people had come in, the Mcnernian government welcomed free flow of labor and materiel and corporations could set up a very nice headquarters here and have access to world class security and technology.

So Dates was happy as he was a soldier and he would be more than properly protected from the wrath of Amihan Russel. The man was a crazy cultist, not someone like Alistair who was an an inspiring leader. The past of James Redshield and his antics was washed away in the fire of the Golden Dragon and in its place there was something else. A lion that was poised to betray the dragon and claim all before it. He was loyal to himself.
“The God of Abraham shall be felled by the power of a true god.” He said to himself looking at the documents as he settled in for his first night of his new life. “For what is what we have planned but a God…a god in iron and electricity.”

He smiled.

by **McNernia** » Wed Dec 06, 2017 7:56 pm

Griffindon Mcnernia
Redshield Loyal Operatives, Mcnernian SIS
South Griffindon Suburbs

“One agent?’
“Arab, he is a Hutani and he is on the move, the issue is, what does he want?’
“The Hutani have always opposed the plans of the Redshields, and there is no reason that they should oppose the plans of us currently.”
“They should never oppose us period my dear Captain, the usefulness of the military experience they have will be invaluable if we can isolate the president, deal with the good director.”
The men and women assembled in the room, a comfortable house in a Griffindon suburb, an office set up for the use of the SIS operatives when they were not doing official Communist hunting. The rumors of a Pardon from the Palace of Roseham were growing. Speculation on Social media about a Royal decision meant the SIS would be working on rehabilitating elected politicians. And talk of a drug legalization would see the end of anti-Narcotics operations so the issue of removing the government and replacing it with conservatives who were afraid of the Nifonese would do well to advance the goals of the Redshields in destroying SACTO from the inside.

Mcnernia would conquer the world.

“Two will shadow the MID operative, others to scour the city in the search for his safe house. I hope that we can deal with the problem of the Hutani, make sure that they are not going to be something we will have to go to war with, the issue is going to be a hard one. We must evade the SIS itself, there are loyal agents that will stop us if they are going to hear about the issue.”

The members of the SIS around the table stood up and headed to the cars and into the streets. A car left with two agents to search the city for the safehouse a non-descript station wagon that one could sleep in while two more would head to the trains into the downtown area. The Crosstown line on Griffindons subway system ran underground for the most part, a fine system. So the two agents a man and a woman, looking every inch the young couple walked through the streets heading for the subway a few blocks away. The suburb that they lived in was not much of a suburb, it was a high-density district that was not in the heart of the city with its towering office buildings and grand residential towers that were occupied by the neveau riche and the old noble families and the grand houses. This was a working-class neighborhood that had become full of artists who had pushed out the immigrant community. Which had been labeled by activists as a cleansing of the working class.

The two agents boarded the train after they had paid the ticket, best to ensure that they were not considered suspect. The train would whisk them into town stopping at various stations along the tunnel. Soon enough they would arrive at the central train station. The train that the Hutani agent was on had left, they looked like a pair of lovers on the way to some distant destination. The CCHQ associates of thiers had tapped into the stations security so that if the Hutani were watching they would be denied. Though their agent was on the train hours ago perhaps. No sign of any of the cell members. The man checked his phone with updates as they boarded the HST heading West towards Ildris. The land of mountians and resorts, ancient castles that resisted King Erin I. Before the era of industrialization and the rise of the Empire. The train was ultramodern, the design was a very good one. Typically, Mcnernian, the main line terminated at Cardinth but it would pass through the area that was needed.

So, they settled into the train looking at the city as they passed out of the town, the city was huge and there would not be much in the way of stops to the final destination. Though they did examine data.

by **-Yisrael-** » Sun Dec 10, 2017 8:46 am

Jerusalem, East Jerusalem
Al-Aqsa Mosque/Temple Mount

The sound of the protest was what would draw you in as the night rose over Jerusalems narrow streets and alleys. Checkpoints existed all around the Temple Mount/Al Aqsa area. The Israeli Police handled much of the security with the SACTO alliance at the insistence of Jordan providing a token forces of two companies from Inyurstya and Mcnernia respectively. They were not majority muslim or Jewish so the presence of Christians had been tolerated to ensure security. But Palestinian protests, the PFLP, DFLP, PLA, PIJ, to the Israeli troops watching the mass of people that were streaming towards Al-Aqsa. Desperate to free it with their own bodies.

In the streets wearing 10 pounds of body armor it was probably different firing tear gas into an angry mob of protestors rather than sitting in a control room and watching the shit-show unfold on a drone.
To Rav Shoter (Corporal) Amos Sharit of the Israel Police Service the situation as evening came on was just “peachy” as he’d heard from an American tourist when he was guarding a hotel and telling the woman that they could not go and see the Temple mount due to the security levels. Which with the need for an armed response to possible terrorists was warranted? It sure as hell was.

So now he fired a tear gas canister and ducked behind the door of a APC and took a drink of water. This would go on all night, the issue was as usual Al-Aqsa, the pile of stones that were called the Temple mount, so the issue was the rights of access. Israel held the city on the backs of people like him. The Police and the Army that fought the street gangs that were all around the Temple mount.

And now it was teargas into the crowds of protestors. The snatch teams advanced wearing masks and gas masks as there was a drone overhead. Sharit looked up and waved a bit as it was watching the line of troops. The black armored Police holding back the crowd of the brown people that were quite angry. The Mcnernians, the Inyurstyans were up on the Temple Mount. And he was down here in the streets of the city. So, the world’s leaders had condemned the movement of the American Embassy to the city. The Police fired a lot of gas.

“Gimmie a hand here Shoter.” The Israeli turned to his comrade and he walked to the man who had a very angry Palestinian youth who the cop tasered and he and his partner dragged him away. He was wearing a PFLP armband. The fact was, where the PFLP was there could well be the Soviets. So the fact was, they had to have rifles and gun ready armor. The soldiers of the IDF arrived, Black Hawk helicopters from Ben Gurion, thought Shoter as he mechanically slammed the door on the ziptied PFLP youth. He knew that things were going to get interesting.

by **Guadalupador** » Sat Dec 16, 2017 7:09 pm

Bronze Serpent wrote:Nashid's office, Ayesha, Bashriyya

"Yeah your right having some Oligarch backing us will only weaken us, well I have dispatched people to France, I suggest you dispatch some people as well we are looking to buying up several Pharmaceutical companies." he coughed a bit "You know, Redshield clearly was not just dealing in legal trade, a lot of money being made in pharma these days both over and under the table." the death of James Redshield created an economic chaos, ever power-monger fighting for control of Redshield's companies, and the New Yaman-Bashriyyan-Shurjan axis was among them "I try to keep the illegal stuff to Shurjah's intelligence though, I personally do not like getting too involved."

Sector 18 Compound

Inga would give the impression she was surprised, in reality things were deeper but she had no intention of giving the interrogator the truth "I really just wanted to come with Ethan. I mean it's not that I like him or anything?" she started blushing a bit, however she frowned a bit as it was not the reason she was in New Yama, but it was somewhat true "It's just what would that idiot do without me?" she continued on "I really shouldn't be here, I chose to come here and I begged Miller to let me come with Ethan, he actually insisted I not go. Also I was supposed to spy on Miller so in some ways I was neglecting my own job, I should be with Miller visiting the Diamond Duke again, but I insisted I be taken here so Ethan does not skrew up, also if my dad is being brought here I knew that this place would be better for me."

Damascus International Airport, Lonograd

"Nice to meet you, Gregory Sears, much obliged to you." Sears smiled shaking Arev's hand "Glad to see I am out of that hell hole, which leads me to a question." Sears looked into Arev's eyes "New Yama is not known for altruism on that level, what did Miller tell you to get me out? What kind of deal was made, I imagine it involves my company." Sears sighed, almost worried at the thought of a bad deal. "You want us to do some sort of op for you?"

Quardya's Office

"Every country in the world is connected in some way or another to some illicit activities. I do understand your apprehensiveness, however." Quardya reassured Nashid. "I'll send a few messages to my friends in the international market to start buying up Redshield's pharmaceutical corporations, maybe even perform a few hostile takeovers of their own." As he finished speaking he got a message on his computer, saying that Ethan had been arrested. He balled his hand into a fist as he read the message, though his face showed no change in his cool demeanor. The Admiral then asked Nashid over the phone: "Do you know of John Miller, or of Bronze Serpent by any chance? I need your input on something..." Quardya then opened a red file on his desk, and flipped through a few pages before speaking once more: "To change the subject really quickly, Nashid; I have a plutonium-core ready to be placed into a device and used in an atmospheric test in about a week. It'll be good to put your researcher's designs to the test..."

Sector 18 Compound

The interrogator couldn't pin what was up with Inga's answer, he knew that she was still hiding something but he welcomed Inga's answer on where Miller would be. "Well, I guess we had you all wrong." The Interrogator said almost sarcastically. "We got all the information we needed from you, Inga. Thank you for your cooperation." He switched the lights on in the room and stood up, he was a lot taller than he seemed as he strided over to Inga and freed her from her restraints. He knelt down to her ear and whispered: "Welcome to the Ministry... Oh, and if you're lying to us, we always find out and you'll be against a fucking wall." As he finished whispering in her ear he pulled the burlap sack back over Inga's head. She off to Nosamo once more.

SSM Mobile Command Center, En route to New Yama

"You'd be correct in assuming that my father and his fellows aren't that altruistic for no reason. Miller told the contact he was given everything that he needed to. He gave away Bronze Serpent's services to New Yama, including two of your younger compatriots." Arev said. "Ehhh, Ethan van Klerk, and....what was her name again? Elisa? Ursula? Eva?...ah, Inga. Inga Junger." Colonel Quardya then went over and pressed a button on a desk. A projector screen slowly rolled down in front of Sears and Quardya's view. "The New Yaman government will be providing Bronze Serpent with a new base off the coast of south-eastern Africa. It is on the island of Sofogani, a failed-state about about 530 kilometers off the coast of Mozambique in the Indian Ocean. It was traditionally the half-way point between French Madagascar and Portuguese Mozambique. The country collapsed around 1990 and soon became a lawless haven for pirates, drug traffickers, mercenaries, and intelligence operatives. Does it ring a bell to you?" Arev asked before continuing. "Through a few contacts, we've purchased a wide swath of land including the old Sofogani International Airport for you to use as a base to conduct operations in Africa and in Asia. It's discreet, and it doesn't bring any attention to opposing private forces, unlike your current base, which we could practically find by asking around in Ayesha." The Colonel embellished a bit to make a point to Sears.

by **Bronze Serpent** » Wed Dec 20, 2017 9:47 am

SSM Mobile Command Center, En route to New Yama

Sears responded "you mentioned two young people how young are we talking?" his face grew a bit concerned, "it seems like Miller was trying to get someone out of the way, someone off base, eh nevermind." Sears had the look on his face that something from his past was coming to haunt him.

Sears said "Well thank you for the base, much obliged to you. You know, were getting worried that Nashid thought we were becoming bothersome, I think he will be glad to have us out of his hair."

He folded his hands together and looked sternly at the Colonel "That Inga, she is not related to Elsa Junger is she?" he gave an almost disapproving look, an unhappy glance. Rumors had gone out that the CIA had delivered some of his sperm to German scientist Elsa Junger, although it was a typical sperm donor type lebensborn experiment, Sears did not like the idea that his DNA was being used by the military-industrial complex to create super soldiers.

Sears knew Inga was not the only one, others existed and many had been put through horrible mind-control experiments to make them programmed killers, half of the children were born in Germany with much of it going back to old Nazi money.

Nashid's Office

Nashid thought to himself the very name Bronze Serpent shocked him "Yes I know who they are, a bunch of guns for hire and I know Miller too. I will tell you this use them for whatever you need them for and then clean up. I am glad they are out of my hair, those guys specialize in overthrowing leaders that Koijro fears get too independent or become too much of a pariah. They are virtually unaccountable and I can tell you this all the more expendable so be very careful working around them, now if you excuse me I must go."

Nashid hung up the phone and walked out of the room, the thought of Bronze Serpent still being an active organization proved to him the in-effectiveness and disloyalty of his own men.

by **McNernia** » Tue Dec 26, 2017 1:04 pm

Confederation of Helvatia
Gelava City, Hotel De Rouge Montian
Lord Alistair Redshield meets Lucius Morgenstien

The Confederation was a small country, in the vast scheme of monoliths that was the World Beyond as it was known. The little states that were the bastions of freedom and of service to the Cabal were few and scattered and yet it could be said that there were all the great powers serving the interests of the Cabal. So the Confederacy’s government was quite content to let the world go by, if the great powers began to stir, the Cabal would ensure that a power would be brought against the offender. The capital was quite beautiful, Cathedrals and temples were elegant and the country was like Kesslerstaadt in the fact that it was very Liberal and would not prosecute the Homofront terrorists within their borders kept the people happy. The city of Gelava was the headquarters for many international institutions that Redshield ran, the foundations were handled directly for the most part by Morgenstien and the other families. The people did not know what was going on. Alistair Redshield would surely like to keep it that way. As he flew in on a 777 type airplane. He thought about meeting with Morgenstien that was to come. Maeve was traveling with him, Godfrey had been sent on a mission as the SIS had been starting to move into New Yama. Things were going to get interesting.

The city was grand as ever, the hotel stood near the Confederal Senate where the business of this banking power house was decided, and the meeting place was fitting. Lucius was the first one there, he was tired as he was most of the time. Stimulants had allowed him to remain lucid and work hard, the issue was, ever since James’s death the thing of Nifonese intelligence finding them of the Families and hunting them had given the Mcnernian Plan a good chance of gaining the favor of him. Lucius ran the show in the name of the Father of Knowledge. The issue was Sears, one man with an army of mercenaries poised to be released from Syrian custody was a dangerous force. He had sworn to defeat the Plan.

“Hello old friend.” Alistair Redshield had been involved in military affairs and the fact of his place on the Defense Committee alongside the man known as Guardian meant he was poised and able to attack the problems of getting rid of Nifon. “I see you have recovered.” Lucius said looking at Alistair. “No thanks to your co-reglionists and their paranoia my friend…she had a child and all that you had to do, was allow me to send Godfrey to arrest her…that would have her compelled to shut the hell up about the networks.”

“I am sorry my friend…but the issue was, would she sacrifice the child and expose the Protocols?” Alistair nodded sagely looking his friend straight in the face, Maeve stood to one side. “Leave us child.” Maeve nodded and left without another word while Alstair sat down facing the other man. The two of them poured a drink each, one for each other. A sign of trust between the two of the big families. And the fact was either there was a fracture in SACTO or the alliance would easily defeat them. So the plan for Mcnernia to conquer the world was a good thing. Divide SACTO, go for Nifon which was the real threat. Then New Edom and Cornellia could be dealt with.

They toasted and drank.

“To the Great Father.” They each sipped the Alcohol which was a Highland 1962 vintage. A bottle that Alistair had provided. In 1962 the Families had gained assets, Mcnernias Royal Family was sympathetic to the cause if only to provide a check on Nifon. So, the 1980s, the risk of war had seen exercises during the Chaos and Kojiro had risen to power. A warning that the world had been aware for a long time of the Plan. Mcnernia was a state unlike any other. With social progress that was good enough to make the nation an asset rather than a problem, a system that would see the world united and well done, one had to admit, the Mcnernian system was not entirely what was wanted. But it would do.
“Now, about Russel.” Said Alistair looking at the head of the Council. “You have concerns?” Said Morgenstien impassively, distant and calm, able to see things. “Yes, his plans regarding religion, they are irrational, inherently irrational and clash with Date’s plans regarding an actual God.” The leader blinked. “An AI.” Said Morgenstien flatly. “Yes, An AI that Bates plans to unleash on Nifon by way of Mcnernia to ensure that there is a war in SACTO, with the Edomite feelings I do believe we shall have victory.”
“Good, good…I see my faith in you, was not misplaced.” Said Morgenstien, he was happy that the Redshields were on board, he could see why Alistair was cynical about the rituals. So, the issue was the Nifonese were a viable threat, heck, Mcnernia with the Libertarian government that was quite close to Nifon, Billions in trade over many decades, the issue of Mcnernia was the Key. If the Mcnernians would attack the Nifonese the War would split SACTO.
“We have much to do.” Said Alistair. “So the plan is that we shall start a war, Ill ensure that Mcnernia has the resources to get things done. Perhaps we could convince Nifonese businessmen to side with us?”
“I would assume that would be the case…” Said Morgenstien looking out the window at the city as the sun set. The people were happy, going about their lives in the usual way. Morgenstien would feel nothing, even if the Nifonese wiped the city off the map. Hed not care, he never cared about anything except himself. So the issue was what exactly was to be done.
“Tell Dates he has my approval.”
“Yes.” Alistair left taking Maeve with him walking grimly down the corridor. What would be commenced in the coming days would be dangerous for the world. And for Sears himself.

Highland Winery,Near Tallonburgh Mcnernia
Godfrey Redshield Assembles his crew

The group of freaks that gathered around the table were here because the order stood that they had to recover a major asset. The girl was put on the screen in the conference room. A picture of her with her mother who had been killed. Her research was something key to ensuring the Redshield Dynasty stayed alive. With James gone, the victim of his own arrogance it now fell to the father of the man at the head of the table to lead the family to glory. The girl was no doubt several years older now.

“I give you, Inga Langley Junger, the daughter of Elsa Zeppelin Junger and Gregory Sears, a child of the System as it were, she is the product of good breeding.”

“She’s cute, I think she has potential…”

“As an operative, yes, my dear Marie, I know of your sexual preferences…” Marie raised an eyebrow. “Monsieur, it is true I may have preferences zhat would get me executed in Nifon or sent to a nunnery and beaten…but I say that she does have potential, my dear Godfrey you know what an operative must do in the service of the cause.”

Godfrey nodded sagely. He knew what was necessary that the cause was going to require somethings that were quite unethical to the normal person. So the team looked at the picture of the woman. “MD-6 has identified the New Yaman State Security as the people holding her.” Daoud spoke up. “Well, I suppose I should ask how the SIS found this intel?”

“SIGINT Most likely, ever since the whole issue with Prince Emett and the Ganosian we’ve had eyes on the MSS of New Yama. What matters is the information, the target is being held in a compound, Sector 18 I believe, SIS does not give us all, we will have to go in ourselves.”

“Any support?” Asked Artemis, “diversions would be good when we make the Assault.” Marie concurred. “We sell the intel from the base computers on the black market, and I want to make sure that everything is in place for the attack.”

Godfrey nodded. “Unit 13 will provide the diversion, maybe start something in a city, divert the attentions of the MSS away from the prize, drone’s courtesy of 1SRR and the RAF…” The package was outlined, the members of the support units profile flashed across the monitor showing what they were capable of. The op would be a Black one, MOST SECRET, 90 years classification or someth. The Director of the SIS knew that there was going to be an op. Something in New Yama but the exact nature of the operation did reach the ones in charge.

“Final extraction will be handled by Unit 13, they will provide air transport to Zairo and a Black site there, we hold Inga for a while…till things cool off.” The black site was a fifty-year-old villa built by a president who was gone now. Now it was the site where they would be holding Inga Langley Junger if the situation was good.

“Secondary site is Date’s base, couple thousand Mcnernians between us a possible Naval Police Special Forces assault.”

“Noted.” Said Artemis. “Though looking at the primary hold odds are it would take a serious miracle for Sears to get in, alone or with a team to extract her and odds are he’d cause some sort of a problem.” Desmond nodded. “Correct, don’t doubt the SIS and the capacity that they have to get the job done.” The demoltions man spoke from experience in deal with the SIS on operations to destroy those who threatened Mcnernias capacity to wage war and run. There were a thousand fold threats that the SIS dealt with routinely.

“So we take the little miss and hold her in the jungle, when her daddy come looking for her, we blast him.” Said Daoud looking at his comrades around the table. They all nodded, they would be quite happy when the mission began.

“Alright, check gear, we leave ASAP.”

Floating/Mobile Unit 13 Black Site
International Waters
Somewhere near New Yama

The ship had been his home for a long time as he had joined the unit and had been assigned to this black site to operate from it. To vanish back into international waters and the world was none the wiser. The interests were defended. Like the brothers who went up a mountain and came down in 1962 having done their duty, some came down wounded, others came down dead. Some came down forever changed by what they had fought up that mountain. Now he checked his weapon in the armory. He spoke Dorian, his job was to contact the Dorian Resistance, along with four of his brothers they were to each train a cell of gurellias and lead them in an assault on various positions. The operation would be in support of anti-MSS strike. Perhaps there was already armed resistance and that would be good, or maybe arm some dissidents.

The team assembled on the deck as helicopters rose up out of the hull of the thing, two Mi-17s, perhaps mercenaries or a Soviet black ops unit that would no doubt not be missed. The existence wiped from the pages of history. If the operation today went wrong, the insertion of a team, there would be no one to mourn them. Operators of Unit 13 were trained to evade and survive, though they would take their own life if there was no other option.

The team leader spoke as the helicopters were powering. “All right people, we are going into New Yama because we are the only ones that are good for this operation. SAS is busy so they called us up and want us to cover the assault team, mission parameters include direct solo and team action and leading local guerillas. We will have to be careful always and do what has to be done, this operation will ensure our nation is secure. We are gonna go to war with some nasty folks and we gonna fire the first shots…We gonna strike first and we gonna strike well.”

That was greeted by silence as was the nature of the Mcnernian fighting elite, wither it was the SIS or KMSF, they did not easily talk while on mission. Two helicopters would handle the insertion of the team. One sported two rocket pods and four ATGMs and the door guns, the transport would have some ECM gear as did the gunship. The team mounted into one chopper, an insertion point was already decided, far enough from cities. They would hole up and move out from camp into the society. SRR would be moving in as well as the two choppers lifted off the deck of the ship and headed inland flying low to avoid New Yaman radar and they would be also jamming.

Central Communications Headquarters
Somewhere in Mcnernia

Via proxy servers and locations, the Central Communications Headquarters operated in situations like this. A group of agents sitting at consoles in a wing of the building could do a lot of damage, much of the building was taken up with servers and they ran AI and other programs constantly generating the encryptions of the Government and the issue was now, a team would be reaching out, they typed into the computer and they began to trace the Dorian Dissident network against the encryptions that they used no doubt. Black market and the odd ones perhaps provided by the Dorians across the border. The New Yama Integralist confederation was not the exact target. The target was perhaps more nuanced than that. The issue was the MSS.

There would be limited attacks on the network. It was known to the Redshield cabal that was part of the SIS, CCHQ and the Security Service that Inga Langley Junger was a major target. So they began to check the system for any reference with regards to her, the Mcnernians wanted data and they would mine the system looking for things about Inga and then they would withdraw once they had data on Section 18 and such. And where Inga was being held.

by **Guadalupador** » Thu Jan 04, 2018 2:07 pm

0200 Hours: SE Indian Ocean (15/10/27)

The waters were surprisingly calm tonight as three unmarked freighters continued moving in from the north west to their designated position practically thousands of kilometers from anywhere. Two of the freighters came to a stop and the third passed on by them to a position a few dozen kilometers farther away. On board the two freighters were teams of Bashriyyan and New Yaman scientists, physicists, and army officers overseeing the test about to occur. The third freighter was by far the most important of the trio as it carried its only payload: the first Bashriyyan nuclear device fueled by a New Yaman plutonium core. The skeleton crew aboard the ship scurried about making the final preparations on the bomb, lifting it up to the top deck and manually arming the device before evacuating back to the relative safety of the observation ships. The preparations were complete as the scientists and officers gathered on the observation decks, ready with their protective goggles to witness the detonation. The count-down slowly reached zero as a Bashriyyan scientist was given the honor of detonating the device. The initial flash caught many of the men on board the two ships off-guard, even expecting such an event, there really isn't a time to get used to it. Only a second later the force of the blast rushed toward the ships. The waves crashed against the hull nearly capsizing both observation vessels or so it had seemed from the men on board. The explosion lit up the entirety of the sky in the area as the signature mushroom cloud rose higher and higher into the atmosphere. The mood following the detonation was one of celebration as the Bashriyyan-designed device managed to work without a hitch. The data was collected and the ships quickly vacated the test area back toward the Arabian Sea.

The test was detected as soon as it occurred by a passing Guadalupadorian weather satellite as a "double-flash" anomaly and was quickly publicized by the media. The explanation for the anomaly was quickly deduced to being an atmospheric nuclear test. The Guadalupadorian Grand Premier ordered an emergency national security meeting to determine who had tested the device. It was clear with recent developments that the leading nations with interest to test nuclear weapons were Bashriyya or Shurjah. With that information clear, the final piece fell into place: New Yama must've been present as well. Quardya and New Yama were now officially a true threat to the world, not just Guadalupador.

18 km from Elethiem, New Yama

The small coastal monitoring station wasn't much to look at, the radar was outdated but it generally did the job it needed to. The New Yaman Integralist Navy personnel were content with their jobs, it didn't involve being chided constantly by the ideological purists and opportunist officers being installed across the military. The station seemingly wasn't important enough for Quardya to even notice them. The young officer on command at that point in the night was drowsily watching the radar console, expecting nothing to happen. The screen bugged out a little bit prompting a short investigation, the officer tapped the screen a few times before the console returned back to normal. The young man shrugged and went back to sipping his tea.

Raul Martinez International Airport, Nosamo, New Yama

The SSM Mobile Command Center taxied off the runway and into the terminal as Arev and Sears walked along through the gates and straight toward the cadillacs waiting at the entrance of the airport. "My father would like to meet you, Sears. He'll give you the parameters of Bronze Serpent's mission personally." Colonel Quardya mentioned as the two got in the car. "Welcome to Nosamo, Mr. Sears. Your new residence." The cars took off straight to the Junta Compound.

Ministry of State Security Offices, Junta Compound.

Inga was brought to the officer processing office, a relatively small room in the MSS section of the Junta Compound. It was almost like a closet, really, as the boxes of papers and records almost created a maze through the entire floorspace. Inga was sat down at a small desk and had her finger pricked by a dubious-looking MSS official and had the blood sample sent to the clinic to be processed. A clerk then came in and gave her a bunch of forms completely in Dorian to fill out. The clerk kindly told her in English to sign certain areas of the forms and for her to not to worry about the rest. The other personnel that passed on through the office spoke only in Dorian to her, telling her that once she was done with signing the forms to head over to the infirmary to get her vital signs checked. Of course it was apparent to them that Inga couldn't speak or understand Dorian, so they gestured on a map of the building to her before giving up and just giving her an escort to the infirmary.

by **McNernia** » Thu Feb 08, 2018 8:34 pm

Griffindon, Mcnernia
Prime Minister in Crisis Conference Re: Detonation of N.Yaman, Bashriyyan Nuclear Device

The Prime Minister looked at the monitor, a Mcnernian Satellite had followed the Guadalupadorian to the site in the Indian ocean where a threat had been spawned. Not since the 1980s or thereabouts with a possible detonation by the South Africans in the same sort of place had nearly seen a major international crisis. Now like the turning of a clock there was this same sort of problem.

“Your decision Sir?” The minister of Defense looked at the Prime Minister, a nuclear test by such an unstable regime would be a problem. There had been an abortive effort to place the Prince, Emett, on the throne of New Yama, a brigade of Marines had been dismissed when they had been tasked with guarding His Highness as he had been sent to marry a Ganosian and the resulting chaos had seen, maybe friendly fire, another Terpischore. The Prime Minister had wanted to forget the monumental failure. In the end it was Commoners and Cuscatlani who elected to bleed for the city. And the project of Monarchy had been called off. So now the issue was the combat against a possible SACTO member and a rouge enitity.

So Andrew Holtworlth looked at the reports and he looked at the screen, radiation was mercifully not much fo a threat.

“Get a data aircraft in there, launch immediately.”

“ yes Sir, And?”

“We have much to do, we have to consider military options. Direct strike on the various facilities in New Yama to deal with this problem. We cant have the bastards running around with Nukes and I honestly doubt that the Nifonese would care if we disposed of that idiot Nasheed, he’s been a liability to SACTO for a long time.”

The Prime Minister had commanded and the Crisis committee of the cabinet obeyed and so the machine was being put into motion to bring an end to this farce around a rouge state.

Kaisong Islands
MRAF CBRN Recce Squadron
MRAF Dai Kuong

The big jet had been configured for the collection of data regarding the atmosphere. The monitoring of the worlds nuclear ambitions, the fallout from plants, or from the nuclear tests like now when the two major rouge states had detonated a strategic level device at the surface level. Satellites assigned to monitoring background radiation were transmitting Data to the MoD and the Air Force as much as to others. So, the Mcnernians would shoulder the burden. The A340 had been radiation shielded though it was estimated that due to the current trends in Nuclear deployment there would be a desire for the radiation to disperse quickly to allow for a troop advance. So time was of the essence.

At the bidding of the control tower once the preparations had been completed for the aircraft to be moved the big airplane taxied out onto the runway, it was sporting odd domes and seemed something like a weather plane but the clouds that this bird was tracking were fast dispersing. Along with all possible nuclear detonation radiation from the blasted hell scape of Gholgoth. They launched and were soon on the way.

Off the Coast of New Yama-In the Air Heading Inland
Unit 13 Operational Team

“This is Bastion Actual Calling Vanguard, Over."

“Bastion Actual this is Vanguard Actual, send over.”

“Advise Mission update, Insertion for support of K-Ex Re:Red Jewel , remains priority, secondary priority asses the situation regarding X-Ray Nova Delta event.”

The team leader looked at the men in the chopper with him as it sped towards the coast, undetected in this weather. X-Ray, Nova Delta, Unknown Nuclear Detonation, who knew what lay at the bottom of the ocean. As of this moment it seemed to be a test, and New Yaman scientists had been reported as moving to Bashriyya to collaborate. A data feed scrawled across the comms devices. The team all held the necessary clearances to read the assessment. The SIS had kept tabs on such personnel with the proliferation of nuclear weapons.

“Alright, secondary priority people, we are going to have to look into some scientists, the issue is not going to be taking over from the extraction of that girl.”
There was nods and the commandos prepared for landing. Over the land were the doors opened. “Welcome to New Yama folks.” Said the chief pilot looking back over his shoulder as the bird put down in a clearing far from main roads and from nature preserves. The Unit was tasked with entering the society and formenting dissent, establish a camp, hotwire vehicles and await the arrival of more supplies.

They cocked weapons and jumped out, the night was warm and clear as it was in this semi tropical area. Legends of the past of the unit, being involved in other worldly affairs. The fighting against the other worlders as things that had been brought back, and statues adorned the shrines that the Unit had built to honor the fallen and their memory. God helped those who helped themselves. They were soon all on the ground and hidden in the brush around the clearing.

“Vanguard all down.” The helicopter pilot radioed back as the two birds left the way that they had come.

by **Guadalupador** » Fri Mar 09, 2018 10:00 pm

Elethiem, New Yama

Deep in a basement a small printing press chugged along printing supposedly subversive material against the New Yaman Junta: The Truth. The duo of Libres Novos writers compiled a few stories from their computer and set them up to print a few more newsletters to be discreetly plastered up across town. The Ministry of State Security presence within the town wasn't a large problem at all, since Elethiem was small enough to be overlooked by Phariso Manya's watchful eye, at least for now. Many within town openly voiced their grievances against the new regime and the local police turned a blind eye to public protesting against Quardya. Elethiem was quickly becoming a hotbed of subversive activity currently right under the Ministry's nose. In the early morning, the printers took to the streets plastering the letters to any sturdy surface they could, sometimes right in front of the police. It seemed that the Mcnernians had hit the lottery if they were going to raise a bit of hell in New Yama with them landing on the outskirts of Elethiem.

At the tracking station, another Integralist Navy Officer walked along the outside of the concrete structure, routinely inspecting one of the aging arrays with a flashlight before he heard the unmistakable hovering sounds of helicopters speeding toward him. He was startled as it seemed as the helos sped right over him and toward the coast. He instinctively lifted his flashlight toward the night sky. Nothing. He radioed in the anomaly he just experienced: "CP, CP, This is Delta Two. Interrogative: Are we tracking any friendly helos out here tonight? What does it look like on the radar? Cause I just heard a few helos fly right over me. Over."

The radio cracked to life: "Delta Two, this is CP. We're not tracking anything out here tonight. I don't know what to tell you. Over."

"CP, can you double check that? I'm pretty sure I know what I experienced. Over." The radio went silent for a moment, and then responded.

"Delta Two, we're taking a closer look now, and we're uhhh getting just noise. There might be something up with this. Let me confirm this with a nearby CODAR array real quick, just to see if this is naturally occuring or something. Delta Two, can you go check the array again and see if there's a mechanical fault over there? Over."

Delta Two rushed back over to the main array and saw nothing of note during his search: "CP, there's nothing of note. Everything looks fine over here. Over."

"Delta Two, this is CP. You might be right. I've checked with the CODAR array and its completely fine. We could've been jammed but whatever those were that flew above you, they're a way's out now. We'll send in a report in the morning to Command in Nosamo, see what they'll make of it. Over."

Nosamo, New Yama

Quardya was presented with a conundrum: William Dates, the brilliant American tech mogul and right-hand to the now deceased James Redshield was still evading capture. This didn't anger Quardya as much as it drove him away from much more pressing matters at home. He was awoken by a phone call from the Navy High Command, detailing the incident at Elethiem. Quardya was intrigued by such an event, but of course Dates came first, and he relegated the investigation of the possible intrusion back to the Navy.
Quardya got up early in the morning, ate his breakfast alone and pondered how to deal with Dates once he was in New Yaman and Bashriyyan hands. He would be invaluable for Sector 32's proposed technological projects, particularly the idea of a quantum computer. Whoever controlled Dates would practically technologically advance by decades overnight. As the Ministry of State Security were busy buying up all the companies that Redshield left behind, a massive data collecting effort was done, seizing company computers and data proved to be quite a boon to the Ministry, as thousands of documents relating to Redshield's and Dates' dealings began to reveal themselves. It appeared that Dates had several properties across the world now it was only a matter of time before SSM narrowed down the location. Quardya and Manya were willing to send in teams to raid each and every one if they needed to, but both were sure it wouldn't come to that.

New Yaman Embassy, Griffindon, Mcnernia

The Ministry of State Security Attache at the New Yaman Embassy reviewed his dossier on the Redshield family within Mcnernia. He studied it once more to remind himself how much clout the rest of the banking family had within a SACTO member-state. He was surprised that such a toxic growth could thrive in such a country. His primary mission within Mcnernia was to be New Yama's eyes and ears within the country, and to listen out for anything regarding the Redshields in which Quardya practically declared a covert war on them. While James Redshield may have been taken out of the equation the hydra still had its other heads. It was imperative that not only James was destroyed but the entire family and their bloodline would be wiped from the Earth, or at least that's how Quardya would've wanted it to be. The Redshields made their home in Mcnernia, everyone in the intelligence community that had even an inkling of interest in the Redshield family knew as much. The Embassy was slated to get a lot more "civil servants and diplomatic staff" in the very near future and the Attache was ready to welcome them with open arms, it was comforting to have a few more spooks aboard anyway.
Recognizing the pull that the Redshields had in Mcnernian politics, the Ministry of State Security would have to resort to more unconventional methods of giving and receiving orders and messages with command in Nosamo, numbers stations and the like. Plans were drafted by the Attache to build a firm network of informants within Mcnernia and attempt to collect as much information on the Redshields as possible before making a decision to strike them at their home or not. The pieces were now in play.

by **McNernia** » Sat Mar 31, 2018 5:40 pm

Elethim New Yama
Unit 13 Operational Teams
Somewhere near the Town

The Mcnernians set up camp soon enough, the might of the Empire was at their disposal technically. They set up tents, camouflaged with the odd pile of leaves. The commandos knew that the issue of getting into the town, was not a problem at all. False IDs that were quite good, study of passports was paying off with the successful insertion of this team. By all accounts it would perhaps be mercs if the camp was found. But they stayed secret enough. Using disguises and false names. The town nearby would be surveilled from a distance, taking note of the roads in and out, they moved in the shadows that first day.

“Vanguard, how do you copy, this is Bastion…”

“Bastion here.”

“Good, good, advise that proceed with standard surveillance to set up guerilla movement is key…”

“Affirmative, this Vanguard Actual…how key are we talking here?”

“Possible insertion of K-Ex unit, imminent, best to have some form of trained diversion in place.”

“Roger, Vanguard actual out.”

They were taking a risk with the transmissions, the command of the operation was in the hands of the SIS or was SF Command, KMSF. Vanguard actual had been on a lot of missions, he’d worked with the sort of people that were no doubt coming. Assassin types that operated all over the world. He’d known that they were perhaps not quite human anymore. So the fact was, what could be done. He’d sent operatives into the town now. It was day three since landing.

The man sat in the corner of a park, he’d been here for a long time, a paper cup, from a food establishment, old blankets. Old clothes, he was for all intents and purposes a local beggar. But he was the sort of figure who’d be out in the shadows, the sort who waited in a garden or forest. Who dealt with the power players of the world. The sort that were key to being taken down with the intention of defending Mcnernian interest.
He would notice the Police not caring about the demonstrators. The camp would hear about this and it would be relayed back to the camp. And from there it would be relayed to the command. It seemed likely perhaps that the open dissident would spread around the network. Rallying the people and that would cause a lot of things to happen, such as a massacre of the town.

He would follow the poster throwers back to their home base, covertly and discretely, relaying his intention to command.

“Ill make contact with the dissidents and then we shall meet at a third point to establish things…might want to use the Police armory. If they have anything, explosives will be useful…”

“We shall use explosives when and how it is necessary, no willy nilly blowing things up, am I understood on that front?”

“Yes.”

The man would not look like a black ops operative, here from Mcnernia to raise havoc and break SACTO. Except when he opened his mouth in fluent Dorian at gunpoint perhaps. “Greetings, I represent powerful interests who would like to see an end to the New Yaman government.” He did not disclose what exactly those interests were.

Griffindon, Mcnernia

The exact situation was not known fully to even MD-5 and 6. Since the Redshields had plenty of sympathy among the nobles. And the Royal Family was rumored to give the bankers an ear. But the fact was, looking at the history of the Redshields, they were soldiers. Lord Caleb Redshield had served as Chief of Staff and was a conservatively minded man. Rumors of power struggles had always abounded in Mcnernian society. Clans, families, petty wars in some part of the continent as warlords had battled even with the coming of the Macnarin dynasty. So the fact was, one fact could be established. The kind of nationalism personified by Trump in distant America, the neauveau Riche and the common people had a foe in old money and populism. And the Redshields concurred with much of Mcnernian nobility including the Milgarans. A native family. And the maiden house of the mother of the younger Redsheields.

It was known that James and Alistair had rarely appeared in Public together. An analysis of footage when they did show that there was a strain in their relationship. The lack of looking, Alistair was a dispassionate man who did not care much either way for much of anything. The difference in the two branches of the family. One was bankers, the other, was soldiers. Caleb had secured Royal Favor for his deeds and in his elder years had spoken oddly about the issue of race and the Empire.

Arguing against the issue of the development. That had been quite controversial, the fact was that it fought insurgents. Caleb had wanted to preserve the Tribal cultures that bred strong men for fighting. He did not want them to be in the hands of the communists. But now he was gone, and Alistair was here, the man was a recluse, rarely speaking publicly anymore.

Though there were like in any country people who were called conspiracy theorists though they were somewhat less than in other nations. The issue was that there was speculation around the Redshields. One could find all sort of rumors and they would be as good a place as any to start.

One would also know that the businesses tended to center around more armaments, there was plenty of money being moved but the fact was that the Redshields here were the leading edge of the conspiracy. But with James’s death and the silence of the other families one could argue that the thing had been stopped at least for now. There was also a rising militant Christian movement. A movement that had backing from those who were nationally inclined, those who hated the Redshields. A new age of war was here and it was opportunity.

by **Bronze Serpent** » Fri Jul 27, 2018 5:43 pm

Ministry of State Security Offices, Junta Compound.

Inga sat down her plan was already in tuition, she had managed to deceive New Yaman intelligence but was now prepared to deceive Bronze Serpent. She thought to herself 'I survived the little interrogation they put me through, a bunch of mediocre fear tactics.' she continued walking as she was being escorted to the infirmary.

Behold Hand, Behold Nail
Raul Martinez International Airport, Nosamo, New Yama

Gregory Sears looked surprised "Looks like I am expected." he smiled "Your dad knows how to treat guests doesn't he?" Sears was man with a sense of humor, in reality he held much disdain for New Yama.

by **Guadalupador** » Sun Jul 29, 2018 7:35 pm

Bronze Serpent wrote:Ministry of State Security Offices, Junta Compound.

Inga sat down her plan was already in tuition, she had managed to deceive New Yaman intelligence but was now prepared to deceive Bronze Serpent. She thought to herself 'I survived the little interrogation they put me through, a bunch of mediocre fear tactics.' she continued walking as she was being escorted to the infirmary.

Behold Hand, Behold Nail
Raul Martinez International Airport, Nosamo, New Yama

Gregory Sears looked surprised "Looks like I am expected." he smiled "Your dad knows how to treat guests doesn't he?" Sears was man with a sense of humor, in reality he held much disdain for New Yama.

Ministry of State Security Offices, Junta Compound.

The infirmary was small and and cramped filled with boxes of medical equipment that left unpacked all across the floor left in stacks. Inga's escort led her to a plastic seat in the middle of the sterile room. It was apparent that Inga was the first person to be a patient in the infirmary. The escort left her side and walked out of the room. It was quiet, except for what seemed to be the muted sounds of an air-conditioner unit running in another room above her. The doctor passed by the escort the two men exchanged a few words before the doctor dismissed him. The doctor looked through a few files left for him on his desk and looked to Inga. "Do you know where you are?" He asked in Dorian. "Hello?" He asked to get her attention. The doctor sighed and then started to speak English. "I'm going to assume you haven't picked up any Dorian while you've been here. Do you know where you are right now? We'd like to conduct some tests, if you don't mind."

Ghazan Quardya's Office, Junta Compound

Ghazan Quardya smoked a cigarette while reviewing a few files on the Bashriyyan-New Yaman nuclear test that occurred in the Indian Ocean just a few days beforehand. As Ghazan continued to read he was interrupted by his son, Arev entering his office. Ghazan looked up and smiled. "Arev! My boy. What brings you here?" Ghazan said in an uncharacteristically warm tone. "Did you meet with Sears?"

Arev smiled back and said "Yes sir. He's outside of your office right as we speak."

Ghazan closed the files on his desk and put them away. "Absolutely. Bring him in. I've always wanted to meet such a legend of the battlefield." Ghazan was grinning from ear to ear. Something he'd never do in public. Arev nodded and called for George Sears to enter the office. As soon as he saw Sears enter, Ghazan looked to his son: "Leave us." he said, donning his serious face once more. When Arev left, Ghazan gestured for Sears to sit in the seat across the desk from him. Ghazan greeted Sears in perfect English. "Welcome to New Yama, Mister Sears. I am honored to be your benefactor. Now lets get down to business. You've heard about your new base of operations? If not, then my son has lots of explaining to do." Quardya joked dryly.

by **Bronze Serpent** » Thu Jan 17, 2019 6:30 pm

Ministry of State Security Offices, Junta Compound.

Inga looked at the doctor and said "I know what your saying, the truth is I understand Dorian perfectly."

Ghazan Quardya's Office, Junta Compound

"Yeah I've heard of it" Sears said as a man speaking with much authority, "I'm gonna be honest with you, give me a plain and simple reason I should trust you guys even?" Sears grinned pulling out a cigar of which he then lit. "I did not expect to get arrested by the Syrians, only to then have some sort of deal bringing me here and then I'm hired again. You have not have not even full informed me what the job is and you expect me to answer?"

by **Guadalupador** » Thu Jan 17, 2019 7:07 pm

Bronze Serpent wrote:Ministry of State Security Offices, Junta Compound.

Inga looked at the doctor and said "I know what your saying, the truth is I understand Dorian perfectly."

Ghazan Quardya's Office, Junta Compound

"Yeah I've heard of it" Sears said as a man speaking with much authority, "I'm gonna be honest with you, give me a plain and simple reason I should trust you guys even?" Sears grinned pulling out a cigar of which he then lit. "I did not expect to get arrested by the Syrians, only to then have some sort of deal bringing me here and then I'm hired again. You have not have not even full informed me what the job is and you expect me to answer?"

Ministry of State Security Offices, Junta Compound.

The Doctor nodded and then continued in Dorian: "Alright then, as I said before, we're going to run a few tests on you to determine if you're physically and mentally......" As the MD kept talking it seemed that the muted sounds of an air conditioner just got louder and louder to Inga. The doctor kept talking to her seemingly not noticing anything even though the white noise started to overtake all the other sounds in the room to her. The Doctor took notice to Inga and stopped talking. Jotting down a few notes he signaled for the guard posted outside the room to come in and take her away to her new domicile: another cell in another undisclosed location. The Ministry had big plans for Inga Junger.

Ghazan Quardya's Office

Admiral Quardya lit a cigarette and the two spent the next few seconds in silence smoking their cigars and cigarettes. "We need you, Sears. We freed you so you could help us help you." Quardya cleared the air in the room, opening the window to his office. "The Integralist Confederation of New Yama requests the services of Bronze Serpent in order to broaden our reach to recover the Redshield assets and prevent them from falling into the wrong hands. Specifically, Bronze Serpent will be utilized as the extended hand of the New Yaman government's hidden war against the forces of globalism. After being relocated to your new base in Africa, we'll send you objectives and you can carry them out as you see fit. Your Organization will be outfitted with the latest weaponry and will be well funded. I will give you your first mission right now."
Quardya opened up a small folder on his desk and handed it to Sears. "We need you to recover certain physical assets from Bashriyya. As you know, Nasheed, in his madness turned against SACTO and the world, and in particular, us. Omar al-Sadr, Nasheed's replacement has not done us any favors either, abandoning his own country and fleeing. It'll be a simple mission, recover as much advanced military hardware and documents from Bashriyya's collapsing military as possible."
Quardya's first mission for Sears was a preliminary trial. A test to see if Sears was willing to obey Quardya's direct orders.
"Do you accept?" Quardya simply asked.

by **Bronze Serpent** » Fri Jan 25, 2019 3:41 am

Ghazan Quardya's Office

Sears looked at Quardya, he thought about it to himself all that Quardya said and he came to a conclusion "I accept it" the conclusion was well thought out. Sears expected that it was highly likely Quardya was testing him to see if Sears would follow the orders, Sears was sly like a cornered snake. "Bashriyyan military assets? That should be pretty freaking easy. I accept" little did he know John Miller had returned to Bashriyya with his own orders, what was to happen next?

The Pentagon, Arlington Virginia

Miller had just returned from Syria escaping through Turkey with US Special forces, Miller was meeting with Lt. Col Rick Stockwell head of the secretive United States Counter Terrorism Division (USCTD). Stockwell began to speak "I bet you are wondering why you were invited here. Miller we need you, you are our only chance to get close to the leader of New Yama." Miller looked with a shocked look on his face.

"Right now as your buddy Sears is over in New Yama, they are planning to gather up the Redshield fortune all for themselves, that's money we over here at the Pentagon need to keep out of the hands of rouge states. As you know warfare is not just with guns or bullets, its with money too. Currency speculators and manipulators take down whole economies, mega corporations can control entire food supplies, and the vast Redshield fortune cannot fall into the hands of a state like New Yama."

Miller scoffed "Currency manipulation, the Federal Reserve and World Bank do that everyday, don't think that's a bit hypocritical?"

Stockwell laughed "Miller the Pentagon is willing to pay a hefty price, if once acquiring the vast fortunes of Redshield you turn it over to us. After all we all know Ghazan is a scumbag." Stockwell grinned. Miller said "I accept."

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