Wrath of the North (IC/MT/Signups)

[Tawwassen]

Black Guards 1st Expeditionary Force
Sub-Commander Joseph Hatcher
Holom

"Everyone's on board, Comrade."

"Excellent." Sub-Commander Hatcher nodded. From the Bridge of the TWS Stormmaker , we watched as Atkemrian Jets flew overhead, "Then let's get the fuck outta dodge... Full speed ahead, Comrades." He wiped sweat from his forehead, walking back from the front windows, until his attention was grabbed by something peculiar. Darkness enveloped the bridge as lights and monitors clicked off, "What the hell is that?"

"An EMP?" The entire bridge crew was confused, but immediately set to work getting the ship back in working order.

"Come on boys, we don't have time...." Hatcher hissed, as the monitors began to come back to life around the bridge, but not soon enough.

"Comrade Commander, we've got enemy attack craft inbound." Hatcher looked outside of the bridge, to see Atkemrian troops attempting to board the Tawwassian Vessels.

"Then deal with them." Hatcher ordered, "Just focus on getting us the hell out of this shithole."

On the deck of Tawwassian ships, troopers lined up, taking pot shots at the speed boats as they moved in and as the boarding parties began to climb onto their decks. The lucky ones who made it onto the deck would have an uphill battle ahead of them. The deck and corridors of modern warships were small and snug, and not ideal for swordplay, and the Tawwassian forces were quick to set up defensive positions on the upper levels and around corridor entrances, cutting down the swordsmen as they advanced with SMG fire.

[Atkemri]

Black Guards 1st Expeditionary Force
Sub-Commander Joseph Hatcher
Holom

"Everyone's on board, Comrade."

"Excellent." Sub-Commander Hatcher nodded. From the Bridge of the TWS Stormmaker , we watched as Atkemrian Jets flew overhead, "Then let's get the fuck outta dodge... Full speed ahead, Comrades." He wiped sweat from his forehead, walking back from the front windows, until his attention was grabbed by something peculiar. Darkness enveloped the bridge as lights and monitors clicked off, "What the hell is that?"

"An EMP?" The entire bridge crew was confused, but immediately set to work getting the ship back in working order.

"Come on boys, we don't have time...." Hatcher hissed, as the monitors began to come back to life around the bridge, but not soon enough.

"Comrade Commander, we've got enemy attack craft inbound." Hatcher looked outside of the bridge, to see Atkemrian troops attempting to board the Tawwassian Vessels.

"Then deal with them." Hatcher ordered, "Just focus on getting us the hell out of this shithole."

On the deck of Tawwassian ships, troopers lined up, taking pot shots at the speed boats as they moved in and as the boarding parties began to climb onto their decks. The lucky ones who made it onto the deck would have an uphill battle ahead of them. The deck and corridors of modern warships were small and snug, and not ideal for swordplay, and the Tawwassian forces were quick to set up defensive positions on the upper levels and around corridor entrances, cutting down the swordsmen as they advanced with SMG fire.

3rd Defensive Army of Volunteers
Sub-Commander Jesse Reader
Tofino, Tawwassen

The militia Commander sat casual on top of a crate of ammunition, rifle across his lap as he smoked, looking out over the ocean. It was calm, if a little cold. Winter was right around the corner, and it was nice to enjoy the last little bit of warmth from the sun before it chose to hide behind the clouds till spring time. Even if the atmosphere was tense, and everyone around him was on edge, Reader found himself enjoying the view. Maybe it was the peace and quiet, maybe it was the joint, but it made no difference to him.

"Commander Reader!" He looked over his shoulder to see the Commander of the Tofino Black Guards walking towards him, "Beautiful, eh?"

"Eh..." Reader nodded, "But what have you got, bud?"

"Well, it's confirmed. The Roman fleet is pulling back. Looks like we scared 'em off."

Reader nodded, looking back over the ocean, lost in thought, "Un-fuckin-likely. Step up patrols through the Salish Sea and around the Island, and keep the Hornets on standby. We ain't getting caught with our pants down."

Holom's seas
The assault teams suffered heavy casualties among the saber divisions. The divisions with guns would throw grenades up onto whatever they physically could where enemy troops could be found. The saber divisions would spread out and rush towards the stairwells swords up in a charge.
New Paris,National conference hall
Lucky Wells would walk to the podium,cameras surrounding him as he begun his second speech "Today as the whole country knows we have been attacked by communists. They have attempted to assassinate Paul Kitimbaya and attempted a invasion. With their attempts to bring us down we must realize espionage can be as much as a threat to us as a bomb. So from this day onward until the war is over We enact 'The commune defence act'. This herby bans any of the few dem soc mayors and leaders from holding office. Any and all communist parties are banned and the Dem soc are banned from congress. All communist leaders are baned from meeting together and or participating in any form of politics. All migrants and or refugees from communist countries shall be moved into internment camps which are of the utmost quality. All visitors from these countries are banned and any in the nation will be sent back to their homes with government paid flights. All citizens prescribing to communistic ideologies will also be sent to these internment camps. Unions will be banned as well. The border is hereby closed to all,and the border patrol and coast guard will ramp up patrols across the border. These times will be rough my fellow Atkemrians but we will be strong as we always have and will be. We will not only win this war but we will destroy our enemies and the banner of freedom will wave across the world!." this last statement would be followed by cheers and applauds.

[Allanea]

Official Message from Admiral Vance Sokolov, FKS Vendee

To our glorious comrades in Atkemri we say – hail, heroes!

We do not quite understand your tactics, nor do we quite approve of the emergency measures your nation has undertaken, specifically of the desire to intern people based on their political views. We hope that this can be resolved in another way. However, as of now, you have our assistance

*

While the Allaneans observed, perplexed, the battle between the Atkemri boarding teams and the Tawassen crews, they realized that they could not engage the Tawassen ships with their anti-ship weapons, as the Atkemri crews would also be put in danger. This was hardly optimal. As such, Admiral Sokolov send out a brief encrypted message to his battlegroup’s lone submarine. Immediately, its periscope vanished beneath the depths, and it began to close to the site of the battle. It could not attack, but it remained silent, the sounds it made even more quite than the background noise of the ocean itself. Soon it vanished in the depths, sinking three hundred yards below the waves, and continued to move towards the battle, listening, observing. The situation was clearly more complex, for now, than could simply be solved with its torpedoes.

[New Roma Republic]

Polica Café
The New Romans glanced at each other. “Battleships…I see. WMDs…How likely is your nation to use these WMD, and what kind are they. I hope you realize that invading Tawwassen or Valgora will make you have ridiculously long supply lines, easy to disrupt?”

One of the representative’s phones began buzzing. He looked at it and got up to answer it. He stepped outside the room with Nerva. “Yes sir?” asked the Rep in the phone

“New orders from the Caesar. Turns out the Atkemrian so-called “President” doesn’t want our help. He just banned the Communist and Democratic Socialist parties from the Congress. The Caesar is pulling help due to a lack of freedom. The have one day to leave our nation before we arrest them.”

“Understood, I will let them know.” The Representative walked back in, with Nerva behind him. Quintilianus stood up, seeing Nerva, and figured something might be wrong. He placed his hand on his pistol. “Gentlemen, thank you for your time, however, due to a law just put forth by your President, the Imperial Republic is pulling support from Atkemri. You have one day to leave the territory of the Imperial Republic before you are arrested. Good luck with your war.” With that, he and the other representative left, with the two IIA agents following them, Quintilianus looking back at the Atkemrians.

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Imperial Republic Pulls Support from Atkemri
President Wells Bans leftists from politics, Imperial Republic pulls support from their war effort

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New Rome – The Caesar announced today that the Imperial Republic is pulling all support for the Atkemri nation. In a Press Conference, the Caesar, who was stroking a Tyger kitten, stated that “It is sad when a prospective ally turns its back on the thing we love the most: freedom.” Though no military action had been confirmed, it is speculated that there was a large force bearing down on the forces in the Bay of Holom.

A major battle has been happening for the last several days, with the invading forces attempting to retreat, but unable to. You can follow updates on the war here.

-Marianus Regulus
Reporter

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Pacific Fleet
The fleet was preparing to set sail when the news came in. All plans were cancelled. However, the Rapid Response Legion was ordered to continue to the Italian Provence, where they would be based for the next 6 months. They were to rendezvous with the Indian Sea Fleet at the south of Africa. They would go around the war zone to get to the Strait of Gibraltar and to their new home.

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NRS Tyraxes
The Tyraxes received word of the order and turned back to port. It would off load the Nifonese Mercs there, who’s services were not needed.

[Atkemri]

New Paris,The Wells Residence

Wells would be sitting in the situation room when the announcement of the Imperial Republic withdrawing support. In a fit of rage he would throw his mug across the room with it breaking across the ground and would break out in yelling in Atkemrian "KO SI! THEY BETRAYED ME, I SHOULD HAVE JUST FIRED MY NUCLEAR ARSENAL AND ENDED THIS WAR ALREADY!" the whole thing would be caught on tape by cameras inside and posted online by a bored security officer. They would go viral and spread like wildfire.

[New Roma Republic]

OOC: This paper does not represent the views or interests of the government Imperial Republic of New Rome

BREAKING: Atkemri President Wells Threatens Nuclear War
New Viral Video Shows President Wells Reacting to the News of New Roman Departure from the War

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New Paris, Atkemri -- A video posted online by a guard of the Atkemri President has gone viral over the last few hours. The video was posted several hours after the news of the Imperial Republic pulled support for the Atkemri government due to a new law that was passed by the Atkemri government. The identity of the original poster is currently unknown to this network, however, it is speculated that it was a guard to President Wells, due to the content of the video.

In the video, President Wells seems to threaten the use of nuclear arms, though it is unclear against who. The leading theories are Valgora, Tawwassen, the Imperial Republic, or some combination thereof. The Caesar is expected to make a statement within the next few hours. In the meantime, a note posted on social media by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs advises citizens to remain calm and to review evacuation or shelter plans in case of an emergency.

The orgininal video can be seen here.

Updates can be seen here.

-Marianus Regulus
Reporter

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An hour later
Imperial Press Room, Caesar Temporary Residence
New Rome, Imperial Republic of New Rome
"Ladies, Gentlemen, fellow New Romans, humans of the world, I come before you solemnly. Now is a dark time for the African nation of Atkemri. First, they are attacked by state-sponsored terrorists, then they are invaded by the states that sponsored the terrorists. But now in response to these leftist attacks, they ban all leftists from their Congress, greatly decreasing their nation's freedom. It's a song heard many times: take away freedoms for security. But they are no more secure today than they were yesterday. They are only less free.

"Support for Atkemri was pulled because of that reason. But this threat of nuclear weapons, that is disheartening. Not only is it terrifying, it is unprofessional. A leader with access to nuclear weapons must not threaten their use idlely, for it carries heavy consequences. Nuclear arms are a powerful, dangerous weapon that should never be used, for if they are used, the world would end.

"With that in mind, the Imperial Republican government heavily condemns Atkemri and its leader's actions and words. Relations will be cut off until such time the nation returns to normalcy and the recent law is reversed. In addition, we call for the resignation of Lucky Wells for an unprofessional display and an idle threat of the use of nuclear arms. Finally, I will ask the Senate to open an embargo on Atkemri, and issue letters of marque to attack Atkemrian flagged ships.

"Before I close out this statement, I have a message for President Wells: Mr. President, make no mistake, you will regret using nuclear weapons, no matter who you attack. My military is on standby to take down any and all missiles you launch. And the aftermath will not be in your favor. Have you been invaded by 3 nations? You would not like it. Have you seen a Mechanized Legion roll into a hostile town an burn it to the grown? I have. You don't want that. If you kill innocent New Romans, there will be no Atkemri in one year's time. If you launch those missiles, you cross a red line, the point of no return. Ball's in your court Lucky, what's your move?"

[Allanea]

The Free Kingdom of Allanea expresses deep concern over the actions of its ally, the Federation of Atkemri. While we understand that Atkemri is involved in a serious war, and has suffered from a coup attempts by the Communist Party and that Democratic Socialists, we question whether the restrictions currently advocated are narrowly enough tailored to cover the issue, and whether they are in fact intended to be emergency measures, or a permanent prohibition on an entire political movement. We believe that the government of Atkemri should limit the restrictions to being only restrictions on the specific organizations that engineered the coup attempt, rather an attempt to literally prohibit individuals from holding ‘communist’ views. (This despite the fact that the Free Kingdom condemns Communism and Socialism, as well as all radical Republican movements, and views them as an inherent threat to the liberty of sapient-kind).

We seek to remind Atkemri that their membership in the Capitalist Internationale is conditional on respect to sapient rights.

Moreover, the recently published threats to use thermonuclear weapons (concealed in the form of a ‘leak’, but we all know what these sort of ‘leaks’ are) cause us to doubt the stability and responsibility of the government of Atkemri.

That said, we will not take the example of the Romans, who have now switched sides in the conflict as a result of this We ask the Romans to reconsider their decision, as it is as hot-headed and irresponsible as that of Atkemri. Instead, we ask the President of Atkemri to accept the Free Kingdom’s assistance in devising more narrowly-tailored measures to prevent Communist coups in his country, as well as to fight the war.

That is all.
May the Gods bless Atkemri, and may they forever continue to bless Allanea.

[Atkemri]

Official messagefrom the Atkemrian government

We have decided to repeal the part of the commune defence act regarding the internment camps. We can reinstate these if deemed necessary especially when it comes to certain terrorist left wing groups such as ANTIFA. May God bless our Federation

New Paris,conference hall

Wells would walk onto that stage the third time that day. "Men and women of Atkemri. The Imperial Roman republic has issued threats towards us and have acted foolishly. They have caught me in a moment of anger which should have been obvious seeing the content of the video. I have no intention to attack the Imperial republic nor do I plan on resigning. In times of war against communist nations we cannot let parties who have little or no seats in our congress attempt another coup or rally their ANTIFA thugs in a revolution which only they want. If the Imperial republic dare to attack us in any way their shall be no mercy. I als-" his sentence would be stopped by a gunshot. It missed and he ran off the stage as his guards captured the would be assassin who would prove to be a ANTIFA member claiming Lucky was a 'fascist capitalist pig dog'. This would prove to be the beginning of a time of internal strife in Atkemri.

[Tawwassen]

Black Guards 1st Expeditionary Force
Sub-Commander Joseph Hatcher
Holom

Ships farthest for the detonation of the EMP were roaring back to life, while those closest to ground zero slow sputtered back to life. Sub-Commander Hatcher paced the bridge nervously, the sound of gunfire floating up from the deck, and the occasional grenade explosion. He withdrew his sidearm from the holster on his belt, a the bridge equipment flickered back to life. "Are we good?"

"Almost, sir..." A crewman shouted, as the ship lurched, as the engines fought to come back.

On the deck, there was little room for the Atkemrian soldiers equipped with guns to fire at the Tawwassians without catching their own swordsman in the crossfire. Men camped out on the upper decks would be more exposed, but there vantage point over the enemy allowed them to be more aware of their surroundings, and watching grenades fly up over the railing gave them enough warning to dive for cover or kick the grenades back, through several met their end this way.

The decks of the Assault Ships and their more open decks allowed the enemy more movement, although very little cover, allowing snipers and machine gunners to pick off hostiles as they advanced on the bridge.

Salish Bay Press Corps
President Anthony McGuinness
Salish Bay

The Press Room in National House, the seat of Tawwassen's federal government was a large, open room, with a plain podium in front of a large set of windows, overlooking the water. Totem Poles carved by the Coast Salish adorned the walls, along with the flags the various communes across the country. A crowd of reporters and cameramen sat around the room, murmuring quietly among themselves, until the back doors open. They rose to applaud as the President walked into the room, flanked by a group of militiamen.

He waved, as he walked across the room, taking his place behind the podium. He adjusted the microphone before himself, and cleared his throat before he began speaking.

"Comrades. These past days have been drenched in blood. When we set sail, we left with our only intention being to protect Tawwassen, the democratic experiment she represents, and the ideals for which we've all sacrificed." He sighed, "But events beyond any of our control have brought chaos the the Atkemrian capital, beyond anything we had previously intended. Our actions, caused not by our own malice, but in fact by Atkemrian aggression, have attracted the attention of Capitalist powers, hellbent on suppressing our right to sovereignty, our democracy and our freedom."

"They have expressed the belief that it is their right to determine our democratic process, a sentiment held and acted upon by imperialists of the west since the dawn of time. It is sentiment we have fought against, and will continue to fight, should it come in conflict with our right to self determination. We are not opposed to democracy, quite the opposite. We seek to champion it, to be a model for the world to follow. For our enemies, we cannot say the same."

"Today, the Dictator of Atkemri, Mr. Lucky Wells has decided to show the world his true colours, by outlawing the basic freedoms we all enjoy in abundance here in Tawwassen. They have banned the Communist Party, Trade Unions, and have barred the opposition from Congress. They have restricted freedom of assembly to those with dissenting opinions, keep them from participating in politics, and have expressed a willingness to imprison individuals based upon their country of birth. To top it all off, the psychopath spoke of engaging in nuclear war." He paused, as reporters spoke nervously in the crowd, "This is the pinnacle of democracy, that must be defended from totalitarian socialists such as ourselves." He said, grinning cheekily as the crowd chuckled.

"Throughout the course of this conflict, during and after attacks on our sovereign soil by the Atkemrian Navy, we not once debated the outlawing of parties or political groups, not once considered jailing foreigners, not once thought of silencing the opposition... Not once considered crushing the freedoms on which this nation was founded. For that is democracy, Mr. Wells. That is freedom. And you sir, are clearly a threat to both."

"So called 'President' Wells is a madman, a tyrant in democrat's clothing. And we want nothing to do with him. We offered to withdraw our ships from his waters, for which we were attacked. And following the most recent outbursts, it is clear Mr. Wells is not fit to lead. To his supporters, or those who remain, I wish to extend the olive branch. We do not wish to continue this war with you. We mean no harm to you, and now, I trust you can see... We are not the true threat to liberty, nor to democracy. What we did, was completely justified."

[Allanea]

As the sailors from Tawwassen and the Atkemri troops battled each other in merciless hand-to-hand combat, Sverdlov came to a hard decision. He ordered an emergency message broadcast to the Atkemri troops, using an encrypted

”As the classic film hero says, ‘Vereschagin, get off the boat’. You need to get off the Tawwasseni vessels, and you have about 30 minutes to do so before you perish with them.”

As the message was being written, four Allanean deck aircraft were being scrambled aboard the FKS Vandee. Their engines roaring, four Warhawk strike fighters turned towards the Tawwasen fleet. With their radar and electronics shut down, the ships from Tawwassen could not detect the four Allanean planes speeding towards their targets, nor could they use electronic warfare to disrupt the attack. The Allaneans clearly saw the enemy ships on their radar screens as they sped towards them. At a hundred miles from the Tawwassen ships, they released chaff, making it even more difficult to detect them or target them. At sixty miles, they released their weapons – Spice-250 bombs. Guided by their own radar, as well as by cameras matching the shapes of enemy ships to the target data stored, the glide-bombs came screaming towards the Tawwassen ships. These carried not the main warships, but the troopships and landing craft carrying the Tawwassen troops.

Simulaneously, as the Allanean planes were turning for home, one of the escorting ships began to rapidly fire twenty LRASM anti-ship missiles, aiming them at the Tawwassen aircraft carriers and amphibious assault vessels. The logic was simple - it was time to strike while the iron was hot.

[Atkemri]

The last stand

The message was sent out and many began getting off the boats. In many of the cases many wouldn't be able to get off due to being in active combat. Many small groups would begin a last stand against the Tawwassen sailors giving the others time to get off and escape. At least 700 tried to keep off the Tawwassen while many in the middle of fighting were able to retreat and go to their speedboats. At this point much of the navies electronics would hum back to life. The thirty minutes were up and all of 700 would parish or be overwhelmed. The Atkemrian navy would begin firing its cannons into the Tawassen navy.

[Atkemri]

Secret facility

The war would not only be fought on earth,but inside the internet as well. Atkemrian hackers would target Tawwassen sites performing DOS attacks and attempting to steal government files and such. The hackers would try to disrupt economic activity done online and generally attempt to attack the economy.

[Tawwassen]

Black Guards 1st Expeditionary Force
Sub-Commander Joseph Hatcher
Holom

The Tawwassian fleet roared back to life, as the affects of the EMP faded away. Commander Hatcher sighed in relief, whipping sweat from his brow. But his relief would not last for long, as from the bridge he could see their two assault ships in flames. They were already taking on water.

"Mother fucker... What the hell happened?"

"The Allanean fleet's opened fire, Comrade Commander!" One of the crewman yelled, "What should we do?"

Hatcher nodded, "We're fully functional?" He asked, to which the crewman nodded yes, "Then we retreat. Return fire to keep them off our back." He looked at the carriers, "Nothing we can do for 'em now."

"You think their going to follow? Think they'll attack Tawwassen?"

"For their sake, I hope they don't." Hatcher muttered, "If they do, they'll have fuckin' hell to pay."

The Warships began to turn, hauling ass out of the harbour. As they did, they launched a barrage of P-270 Moskit Anti-Ship missiles, 20 directed at the Atkemrian fleet, another 20 at the Allaneans, while they ran for open ocean.

Kitsilano Technical Workshop
Tim Weiss
Salish Bay, Tawwassen

One of McGuinness' reforms following the Civil War, was the creation of 'Workshops' across the country, for various areas of expertise; Art, Science, Engineering, what have you. They were nothing striking, intended simply to be a space for thinkers, tinkerers and would be entrepreneurs to play with ideas, meet with others with similar interests and ideas, and work on personal projects.

For Tim Weiss, he had always had an interest in computers and coding. After the civil war, multinational corporations had been forced out by Western Revolutionaries, tech companies included, leaving an open market for young geniuses like Weiss to jump up to the chance. He and a number of his colleagues had been working on a new OS to replace Apple and Microsoft, who were growing progressively more hostile with the stubborn population.

The young man was so focused on his work, he hardly heard the thick footsteps behind him, and jumped when a large hand was placed on his shoulder, letting out a pathetic sounding shriek.

The group of militiamen who had snuck up behind him laughed, while Weiss blushed, stumbling over his words. "I... uh... can I help you."

"Comrade Weiss?" The leader of the group asked, and Tim nodded, "Girl out front told us you'd be here... Thought you might be able to help us out?"

"Help you? What do you mean?"

"Well, we have reason to believe someone's made a damn good effort to get into computers across the Confederacy... Best bet it's the god damn Atkemrian fuckers."

"Jesus, is everything going to be ok?"

"Welp, for starters, I kind doubt they now how we role... Ain't much the government knows that the public don't know..." The militia leader sighed, prompting the Tim to Weiss an eyebrow and repeat... much? The militiaman winked, "And I mean, the communes up north of 12 god damn people probably ain't got much to hide. It's civilian and militia networks were most worried about, they could fuck up trade between the communes if they wanted... Get a little heads up on what the army is up too." He paused, shaking his head, "Can't have that. Techies we've got on hand have kept them out, but we could always use some more brain power working on security."

"We've brought in experts from around the Bay Area, but we could use your help, kid." One of the other militiamen spoke up, "What do you say?"

Tim paused for a moment, turning back to his work station, "Give me five minutes to get my things."

The militia leader grinned, "You have two."

[Allanea]

As the missiles approached, the Allanean fleet came alive. Radar jammers came active to disrupt the missiles' sensors. Inflatable, dodecahedral decoys floated on the water, and some of the missiles were diverted to strike them. Some where shot down by CIWS, and by air defense missiles, as was the way of all navies. But nothing is foolproof. The destroyer that escorted the battlegroup was struck, the Moskit missile tearing a three-yard hole in its hull, metal burning and melting where the warhead had hit, water rushing into the hull. Within half a minute, most of the ship was underwater, survivors either leaping overboard, or tossing the lifeboats and going after them. But there would be few survivors.

Worse, the battlegroup's air defense cruiser was struck in its superstructure. The vast explosion shattered its guidance radar, killed the Captain and the Captain's mate instantly, threw the navigator on his control dashboard, breaking six of the man's ribs. The ship was afloat still, but it was a complete mission kill, dozens of men dead on board, dozens more screaming in awful pain as fire enveloped their bodies.

Finally, the FKS Vendee was struck, the missile detonating in one of its hangars, taking out several aircraft and causing a fire. It was clear that it would take time to contain fire, hours before the ship could fight again in any way.

It would be at this point that Admiral Sverdlov broadcast the next message:

Glorious Atkemri warriors!

We salute the sacrifice of the heroes that have given their lives, as warriors do, so that the enemy would taste our fire. We could not have asked for this sacrifice, and no commander could ask it of his own troops, much less his allies. What the Atkemri warriors have done today is to be praised in song and verse.

That said, we believe there is no need to pursue the Tawwassen fleet. The enemy has vacated Atkemri's shore, and no longer poses a threat. We believe it is now the time to clear out Atkemri's territory of its other enemies.

Glory to the heroes! Glory to Atkemri!

[Atkemri]

Seas around Holom

Atkemrian boats would deploy their own countermeasures with many missiles missing,but of course some would hit. The newer models with less armour would take damage with one sinking and with multiple with crew with many casualties and injuries. The older models with 10 inches of armour would fair better against sinking but would still suffer crew casualties.

To:Admiral Sverdlov
From:Adrimal A'lamar Pittman
We will not follow the communist fleet and we thank you for your help in this battle. We are planning a invasion to come in the future would you like to join?

Secret facility

The hackers had gone to work trying to disrupt trade against communes and would target social media sites sure to annoy the populous. The government run news site 'Red and Black' would be targeted leaking fake information which would discredit the government and spread pro-capitalist,pro-Atkemrian propaganda and such.

[Tawwassen]

Commando Team Sierra-1-1
Major Darnell Dorsey "Omar Conteh"

The dust of the battle was settling, as the Tawwassian Commando team stumbled out into the streets, dressed in plain clothing. They'd abandoned the rifle, and could easily pass for confused locals... Locals who could fuck your day up, no doubt, but locals known the less. Acting concerned and frightened, like anyone who had just lost their home to an air raid would, they scurried into an ally way behind the apartment, to an awaiting jeep. They hoped in, "Omar" behind the wheel, as he stepped on the gas, starting their journey out of the city.

Red and Black Broadcasting Cooperative: Salish Bay Division
Tim Weiss
Salish Bay, Tawwassen

Weiss was escorted into the Salish Bay offices of the Red and Black, Tawwassen's foremost news agency, by the same militiamen who had first come to get him. They were a rather odd sight, Weiss in a baggy hoodie and jeans, and the militiamen in their uniforms and carrying their rifles, walking through the clean office spaces, past smartly dressed Red and Black employees.

"Through here..." The militia leader, a man Weiss had discovered was named Captain Davis nodded to a large set of double doors. Two of the younger soldiers would step up ahead of the group, pushing open the doors and leading Tim into a large room, with computers and equipment forming rows, with sweaty technicians pressed up against monitors.

A young woman with short blonde hair was pacing the room, muttering quietly to herself, before Captain Davis cleared his throat, announcing their presence. The woman look up, with eyes almost bugging out of her head, and a smile that was just a bit to wide to be natural, "Oh, thank god your here!" She hurried over, shaking hands with each of the men, "Maria Rogers!" She introduced herself, almost shouting, "Vice-President of the Salish Bay Federation of News Media! Oh you came just in time, we were starting to think you'd never get here! I..."

"Well, we're her now. And we've brought a friend." Davis interrupted, pushing Tim forwards, "This is Comrade Tim Weiss, he's from the Tech Workshop in Kitsilano." Tim waved nervously, "Should be able to y'all out." He announced, before biting his lip, "How bad is it?"

"Well, they've tried to discredit the government... Make the Atkemrians look good. Used our website to spread fake news and all that jazz." One of the techies spoke up, "Not the best timing for it, after they publicly threatened to nuke the world and banned all position, but hey... That's not my problem." She shrugged, "Not to mention the fact that it's rather hard to criticize a government that hardly exists in the first place."

"But we can't let them keep doing this!" Rogers piped up, "Free, unbiased media is the cornerstone of every democracy! If you cannot keep the people informed, what good is your democracy!? Not good at all! You know, in the United States..."

"Thank you, Miss Rogers." Davis said casually, before turning back to the techie, "Have you taken down the articles?"

The techie nodded, "So far, we've done what we can, but we have no way of knowing if they'll be able to get them back up..."

"And you're sure it was the Atkemrians?" Davis asked.

"It's either them or someone who likes them..." She replied.

"Right," The Captain said, turning to face Weiss, "Well kid, you're up. Do your magic."

"Um... I'll try." Weiss said sheepishly.

"Come on kid, you're good. You've got this."

Tim paused for movement, starring at one of the monitors before him. He pulled up a swivel chair and plunked himself down in it, before rolling himself up close to the computer before him, before he said quietly, "Give me 10 minutes."

All across the country, Tawwassian techies and computer whizzes worked on upping security, keeping the hackers out, hopefully for good.

[Atkemri]

Holom

Police would regularly scour the area as military personnel would join the search. A patrolling vigilante would find a Jeep and in his own car tell the people inside to pull over.

Secret Facility

The hacking would continue now just spamming articles on the site with viruses and malware. The same would be done on other popular Tawwassen sites with Spyware links scattered around. The military would be hacked with attempts to find weaknesses in their armour and army in general.

[Tawwassen]

Black Guards 1st Expeditionary Force
Beaches of Holom
Atkemri

The assault carriers, meant to carry the bulk of the expeditionary force home were slowly disappearing beneath the waves, and no doubt would be taking most of their men with them. Brigade Commander Reddick, her uniform drenched in salt water could only look on helplessly from the small lifeboat puttering towards the beach, as the rest of the fleet disappeared over the horizon.

"Fuck man," A young soldier said, coughing up water as he did, "They left us..."

"They didn't have a choice, son." Reddick sighed as the lifeboat ran aground on the sand, "I'd have done the same. Now come one, leave your guns." The Commander hoped out of the dingy, removing her sidearm and tossing it onto the ground before her. And they were not the only ones, dozens of lifeboats full of Tawwassian soldiers pulled up on the shore, slowly, trying their best to appear none threatening.

Reddick, marched purposefully up the beach, with as much pride as she could muster with her hands above her head as she approached the nearest locals she could find, shouting from a distance "Comrades! The battle's over... We surrender."

Commando Team Sierra-1-1
Major Darnell Dorsey "Omar Conteh"

"We've got company." One of the Commando's hissed, looking over his shoulder at the vehicle behind them, "Doesn't look like police."

"Aight." Major Dorsey nodded, "If he's not with the police, we can hope we won't be to sharp." He pulled the jeep around, driving down a dark alleyway and parking halfway through. "Everyone get ready." The major slipped a pistol into the back of his pants, before pulling his shirt down to hide it. He wiped sweat from his forehead before hoping out of the jeep, "Aye! What's going on?" He shouted at the vigilante.

Across the Confederacy of Tawwassen

By now, news of cyber attacks against Tawwassian websites had circulated through the entire country. Black Guards and other militia servers were especially on guard now, careful to maintain their security and monitor any possible intrusions. The decentralized nature of the military itself posed an obstacle itself, with information scattered between various garrisons and militias... It would prove to be a helluva maze to navigate.

Civilian websites such as social media were easier to 'infiltrate' though in doing so little could be accomplished beyond proving to be an annoyance to the general public, before men and women working against the hackers would tighten their security.

[Atkemri]

Beaches of Holom

As the battle concluded many would begin celebrating the successful defence of their homeland. As Reddick got onto the beach many would turn and stare at the commander who had orchestrated the deaths of their friends and families. 10 army personnel seized them and took them to the local prison to later be interrogated.

Holom

The vigilante would gesture to his car and two other vigilantes armed with knives would run up and pop Darnell's car's tires as the vigilante walks to the window "I'm sorry for the inconvenience,but why are you out on the roads? There was a evacuation and there are some refuges for those who haven't evacuated. We're going to have to take you in." The man would gesture for them to get out of the vehicle while holding his gun.

Secret Facility

The hackers would pull back and target WI-FI Co-operatives trying to take it down. The hackers would target the largest militias and garrisons believing that the most information would be there.

[Tawwassen]

Commando Team Sierra-1-1
Major Darnell Dorsey "Omar Conteh"

"Sir, that's really unnecessary." Bowman gestured to the men who had just slashed his tires, while the rest of his team stepped out of their jeep, "Our neighborhood was bombed before we could evacuate, we had to hide in my sisters basement. But now the fighting's over, and we where going to head to my mothers home inland." He chuckled, "But seeing as your friends... Well... Denied us my jeep; thanks for that, by the way, I hope you're willing to buy me new tires... The least you could do is give us a ride." With his arms extended, he stepped even closer, "We're just trying to get out of Holom. There's nothing left for us here."

Black Guards 1st Expeditionary Force
Holom Prisons
Atkemri

The Prisons would be rather crowded with the survivors packed into cells with local petty criminals, the situation was bound to breed tension. Reddick, sitting on the bottom bunk in her cell, starring out at the yard where men where shouting a jeering, their voices mixing into one. It wouldn't be her first time behind bars, though she certainly hoped it would be her last.

"What d'ya think they're gonna do to us?" Asked Reddick's cellmate, an 18 year old Inuit girl, "Are they going to kill us?"

Reddick shrugged, "Who knows kid. Who knows..." She sighed, hopping up from her bed and walking to the bars of the cell, "Where were you during the civil war?"

The girl seemed a bit taken aback, "Umm... Baker Lake, in Nunavut."

"Fighting?"Reddick asked. The girl shook her head.

"I was with the Militia in Calgary, fighting the Nationalists." She laughed, "Well, for about a week. After that I was captured... Spent the rest of the war in a Prison Camp. And they sure as hell weren't to kind. Tortured some of us, killed even more... Put 'em up against the wall like fuckin' dogs and..." She made a gun with her fingers, and mimed shooting, "But you know, the whole time, I wasn't afraid kid. The Nationalists, the Loyalists, what did they have... Some fuckin' fat old men in suits and their money, that's all they had to die for. But we, we had purpose. We had more to fight for, more to die for. They could kill me, but all that'd do was turn me into a martyr." She paused, "More kindling for the fire. Our revolution didn't end with the Civil War... No, as long as there's a Tawwassen, there'll be someone who wants to destroy her. But what they don't know is that there's 5 million people ready to die for her. We were slaves once already, and we ain't going back."

She turned to look out of the cell, starting off quietly as she sang, "When the Union's inspiration through the worker's blood shall run, there can be no power greater anywhere beneath the sun,"

Across the yard, another voice joined in, "Yet what force on earth is weaker than the feeble strength of one," And soon, a third voice chimed in, "But the union makes us strong!"

And soon, every Tawwassian locked in the prison was roaring at the top of their lungs,
"Solidarity forever!
Solidarity forever!
Solidarity forever!
For the union makes us strong!"

Across the Confederacy of Tawwassen

By now, the Confederacy was well aware of the cyber attacks against the country, from the Capital all the way to the far reaching Arctic Communities. Military servers would be on high alert, ready to block out any threat as they arose before any valuable information could be tampered with. Civilian targets, including ISPs could be breached slightly more easily, although with eyes peeled it wouldn't take long for vigilant techies to get on the case, kicking the intruders out and getting things back to 100% functionality.

[New Roma Republic]

Imperial Office
Temporary Caesar Residence
New Rome, Imperial Republic of New Rome
“Ma’am new report” said the Minister of Foreign Affairs as he closed the office door. He handed her a paper. On it was a report on Lucky Well’s most recent statements. “The Atkemrians are cancelling their internment camps, but are not lifting the ban on political elements left of center from the Congress.”

“Thank you. We won’t go steaming in and help, but quietly take the heat off them. We won’t help but we won’t detract. Keep our forces in a position that can intercept any Valgoran or Tawwassen ships that escape” she ordered.

The MiniFA nodded and replied, “Yes Madam Caesar, I’ll pass that on to the appropriate parties.”

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The Battlegroup sat east of the bottom tip of Africa, waiting for the Rapid Response Legion to rendezvous with them. It would be another day, then they would move out and position themselves in such a manner that will allow them to monitor the battle taking place in Holom Bay.

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The submarines sat down on the bottom of the ocean floor, 3 off Swiftshire Bay, and 3 off Cook Trough. They became rigged for silent, and began classifying ships that went past. All tubes were loaded, and the outer doors opened, but the ships just sat there, waiting and watching.

[Atkemri]

Police pullover,Holom

The vigilante would have a look of guilt on their face as they listened to the man's story. "Sorry about that" he would nervously laugh as he begins leading them to his car "I'm new to this vigilante thing I started last week. So what town does your mother live in?"

,Holom,Prison number 12

Some socialist prisoners would join in with them,as a number of right wing prisoners would begin singing a anti-communist song brought over from America called "Ain't I Right" it would then be blasted on the intercom trying to slience the Tawwassen inside.

Secret facillity

The hack attacks would stop for the moment. They would begin again when the heat died down and they could cause some havoc.

[Allanea]

The Allanean sailors were meanwhile busy repairing their damaged carrier and restoring function as best they could. Several more airplanes, damaged by the onboard fire, were chucked overboard, but it was obvious that soon the warship would restore some part of its former function. Meanwhile, Allanean diplomats were preparing the next volley in the struggle.

The Free Kingdom of Allanea wishes to express, first of all, our admiration to the brave sailors from Atkemri for their acts of valor. Now that victory has come, it is now time for peace. We ask people on both sides to come the negotiating table, and agree on terms for a cessation of violence.

We recommend the following conditions:

1. Tawwassen will remove all troops back to its national border.
2. Tawwassen will withdraw support from foreign terrorist organizations.
3. Tawwassen’s enemies will cease military operations against it, and free all its prisoners of war.

[Tawwassen]

Commando Team Sierra-1-1
Major Darnell Dorsey "Omar Conteh"

"Durg... She lives in Durg." The Major sighed, feeling the weight of his pistol hidden beneath his clothes. He nodded to the rest of his squad, smiling nervously as if to reassure a frightened friend. "But hey, I understand. But ain't any of us new to this today, brother. Looks to me like you're a veteran now!" He laughed, relaxing his shoulders following the man to his car, waiting for his hands to be occupied.

Across the Confederacy of Tawwassen

With the abrupt end to the attacks against Tawwassian Computers, not much of an advantage could be gained by the Atkemrians in the form of an advantage, as local technicians were now presented with an opportunity to rebuild their security without having to simultaneously fend off the hackers. Once the Atkemrians began their attack once again, they would find themselves back at square one with new security in place.

Salish Bay, Tawwassen
National House

President McGuinness sat at the head of a large chamber, surrounded by delegates from across Tawwassen, from Salish Bay all the way to the Arctic Communes. This meeting of the All-National Congress had been called on short notice, but was certainly one of the most important meeting in recent history. A vote had been called by Congress following the Allanean proposal for peace. Citizens from across the Confederacy had cast their ballots in local assemblies, the results of which were now being looked over by Congress.

Next to McGuinness, Deputy-President Bonsaint rested at her podium, which had been modified to accommodate her current predicament, the wheels of her new chair sticking out from the sides. She looked a little worse for ware, but at the very least, she was alive.

An aid hurried into the room, walking purposefully towards McGuinness and handing his a single sheet of paper. The President looked it over, clearing his throat before addressing Congress. "In regards to accepting the Allanean Peace Proposal..." He flipped the paper over to read the back, "98 Communes for accepting.... 4 Abstentions... 25 Against." The crowd erupted, some voicing their support while others groaned, "Those for Accepting these terms have the clear majority!" The President roared over the sound of bickering representatives, "This congress will act out the will of the proletariat effective immediately! Dismissed!"

The following communique would be sent in response to the Allanean offer:

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FOREIGN OFFICE
OF THE

CONFEDERACY OF TAWWASSEN

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Comrades,

On behalf the the Confederacy of Tawwassen and it's people, I write to you today in the spirit of peace and goodwill, and to inform you that we find these terms are acceptable. So long as the Atkemrian government agrees to return any Tawwassian POWs home unharmed, we will pursue no further military action against them. We wish to stress however, that we have at no point offered material of financial support to terrorist organizations in direct conflict with the Atkemrian government, but we will acknowledge we have no intention to at any point in the near future.

We sincerely hope those on the other side of the battlefield find these terms agreeable, and that this bloodshed does not have to continue longer than it must.

Best regards,

Katelyn Frost
Representative of Foreign Affairs
Confederacy of Tawwassen

[Allanea]

Dear friends!

We are happy that this is being resolved in an honorable way, however we wish to stress that in our meaning of ‘withdraw all support’ we meant also a rescinding of your statements of support for the terrorist organizations in Volkmacht. Even from a pure ‘communist’ worldview, we would like to argue that their actions are by now exceeding the moral ‘mandate’ they might have had in your eyes, and so we hope this would be agreeable to both sides. We are prepared to grant assistance in shifting the Tawwassen troops home, and are now sending aircraft to Atkemri to help airlift them, hoping that those final details will be easy to decide.