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A staging-point for declarations of war and other major diplomatic events. [In character]
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Postby Martilia » Sun Dec 10, 2017 5:47 am

111th Front Field Command HQ
17 kilometers from Matahian-Martilian border


In the wide open hilly fields of southern Lodi stands a busy Forward Operations Base occupying almost a square kilometer with military vehicles going in and out of the compound. Less than 5 kilometers away is another busy military area where a make shift airfield was constructed by the air force CBs to complement the nearby FOB. In a matter of days this part of a hilly grassland was transformed into a staging point for military operations that will be conducted at the Matahian-Martilian border. It is one of the several FOBs scattered across near the southern Martilian border in preparation for mass exodus of ethnic Martilians entering Martilia from Matahi.

The 111th Front under the command of Marshal Patricia Robin was assigned to conduct military patrol operations at state of Mano, a southwestern Martilian state bordering with Matahi at the south and Lakanda to the west. While the border with Lakanda only stretches for no more than 25 kilometers, the border with Matahi stretches up to more than 150 kilometers almost thinning her forces while conducting patrol operations on that long stretch part of the border. Twenty thousand ethnic Martilians arrived at the state of Mano most of them are exhausted, sick, hungry and thirsty from their exodus towards the Martilian border, but some of them suffered severely from the hands of Matahian military. Out of the 1,700 ethnic Martilians her command treated, almost 500 of them suffered from blunt injuries to severe cases of torture either from the military or from Matahian civilians who were encouraged to attack them on plain sight.

Marshal Robin hopes that the exodus would soon end and no bloodshed would be spilled in her command, but with the deteriorating relations of Martilia with the nations of Matahi and Lakanda it seems obvious that sooner or later she would be ordered to deploy her forces heading towards the Matahian border. Although the brass from the Decagon has prepared for an imminent conflict with these two nations, military action has not yet been recommended by the High Command due to the lack of public support, and support from the legislative and judicial branch of the government.

As she gazes out into the window an unexpected visitor stopped by at her office. It was retired Grand Field Marshal Gio Hernandez, an old well-built man in his early 70s, a veteran of the 1st and 2nd Communist-Fascist War, and Haluziki revolution, and a retired military officer or was retired.

"Sir!", a startled Robin exclaimed as she gave the former officer a snappy salute. "What are you doing here, sir? I thought you're retired?"

"At ease, soldier.", Hernandez ordered. "I thought so too.... Marshal", he added as he looked upon her insignia on her shoulder.

Robin puts her hand down and offered Hernandez a seat. The two officers sat down with Hernandez seating at a monoblock chair infront of her desk while she sits down with her wooden chair behind. Hernandez continued, "Apparently, the brass from the Decagon wants a well-experienced officer to lead this operation."

"Operation? What operation, sir?", a surprised Robin asked.

"Operation Requiem a.k.a the invasion of Matahi. In about two hours Foreign Affairs Commissar will announce to the public that the Batasan has approved the bill declaring war against Matahi and Lakanda with genocide against ethnic Martilians as its pretext.", Hernandez replied.

"I wasn't expecting this would be all too soon.", Robin retorted.

"I also wasn't expecting that we would be dragged into another conflict too soon. Our country is still recovering from the effects of the revolution, yet here we are.", Hernandez affirmed.

Hernandez can see a worried Robin as the situation slowly sets into herself. He knew that Robin was not a warmonger unlike the other officers within her ranks. She hates conflict but she chooses to join the military to serve the country as she grew up from a very nationalistic family. Hernandez saw her rose through the ranks while she was serving under his unit during the Communist-Fascist conflict, and the Haluziki revolution and he knew that she could lead her forces to victory. "Can I count on you, Marshal Robin", Hernandez asked.

"Yes, sir! I will do my very best to implement this operation and win the war", Robin replied without any hesitation.

The two officers stood up and gave a snappy salute to each other before Hernandez left the office. Robin gazes again towards the window and looks to the horizon before picking up her peaked cap and went out.



Santa Clara Joint Naval and Air Base
Santa Clara, Divisoria


At the southwestern state of Divisoria, the 332nd Airborne Division is now preparing for their airborne assault towards Matahi. They will be launched from the Santa Clara Air Force Base while will take them an almost 4 hour travel to the land border between Martilia and Matahi and another few hours before reaching their dropzone. One of the companies under the 332nd is led by Capt. James Lam, a veteran of the Haluziki revolution and the Communist-Fascist War, although it will be his first time to lead his company in an airborne assault.

Lam walks towards an open hangar where his men from his company are waiting for him. It has been the tradition of the Airborne Command that company commanders should give speeches to their soldiers before the assault since most of them doesn't make it out alive during the initial assault. Most of company men are between 21 to 28 years old and some are just fresh graduates from the academy. Lam looked at each and every one of them before climbing up a wooden platform.

Lam clears his throat before he began giving his speech and like every Captain it is just a usual one. After giving it, he gave them a snappy salute before ordering them to board the aircraft. Thirty transport aircraft took off from the airbase as they head towards Matahi. They were soon followed by two squadrons of multi-role aircraft which will provide close air support and air cover once the paratroopers have reached the ground. Although they will be not the first soldiers who will set foot on Matahi since the ground forces have begun pushing towards Matahi several hours ago.
Federal Socialist Republic of Martilia
"United We Stand, Divided We Fall"

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Postby Houdou » Sun Dec 10, 2017 6:30 pm

Two weeks before present time
Southern Isles Morning Mail's Headquarter, Houdeito, Houdou
It is pretty easy to start a war for a dictatorship.

You just need to handwave furiously, give a few speeches, televised if you are not the charming type, and then sign a declaration of war. And then thousands of steel-toed boots would be marching off to some god-forsaken country to fight and die for the fatherland or motherland, depending on your preferences.

Covering your arse when you start losing, or waste loads of cash and soldiers on it, is a much harder prospect. Especially if you just happen to be say, a dictatorship with "Free speech", a liberally-minded, rich educated populace too smart for their own good, and "Free Election".

Houdou happens to be one, and its Emperor know how many dictators (Also known as King, Emperor, Reichchancellor, Fuhrer, El Presidente, First amongst the citizen of X) has been overthrown, exiled, hanged or shot because they screwed up one or two little ambitious wars of theirs. And so, he made sure to start a campaign of his to tell his people just how bad it is in Matahi. After all, a first world country should have internationally-conscious citizen. What better way to make them internationally-conscious than being concerned about some atrocities happening 20,000km away?

That is why two staff members of the SIMM is now having a total headache.


“Editor, I got the piece finished. But I can’t figure out a good headline. Maybe Refugees Flows Into Martillia, or perhaps Matahi Expels Aliens?, how about Ethnic tension in Matahi?” The young writer said as he scratched his chin, staring the computer screen in front of him.


“No no no, you don’t get real journalism. We have to get the whole truth, and then provide them an opinion. Influences our audience. That’s what the guy up there say anyway. How about uhhhh, Genocide in Matahi!?”


“But they haven’t started killing people yet. Besides, that isn’t exactly professional, you know.”


“You don’t get it, we gotta attract an audience, be sensational, Han.” The editor put his hand to his heart as he said the word sensational.

“But it isn’t a genocide.” The writer replied.


“Genocide in Matahi? Question Mark. Then.” The editor suggested.

“But it isn’t a genocide.” Han repeated.

“You don’t write that and it is OUR ad revenues that’s getting genocided!”

Ctrl+B-G-E-N-O-C-I-D-E-SPACE-I-N-SPACE-M-A-T-A-H-I-?

Lemme put a picture of Martilian refugees here too. Maybe a dead baby? Nah, that’s too graphic, gonna get censored..”

And so, the next morning, nearly all the pro-government newspaper (That is to say, most of them) would be running various headlines about Martilia and Matahi. “Genocide in Matahi” “War in Matahi” “Tensions in Matahi” “Another war in northwest Dienstad”. The headlines are different, but theme are same – It is really bad in Matahi and we better bomb the shit outta them.

Two weeks before present time
Martilia's Capital. Or a series of tubes and fiber optics

The Martilian would receive a message from the Houdou embassy in their nation. If there’s none, then, it’d be a encrypted telegram:

The Imperial House
Of Houdou





Declaration of support for Martilia




Dear [OOC:Insert Leader Name here],

Intelligence and news has pointed to escalating tension between your country and the illegitimate rebel in the south. Their policies points to an impending attempt to exterminate or destroy Martilian living in Matahi.

The Imperial House, and its subjects, share the sentiment of the Martilian Government that those rebels must be destroyed, before they harm the Martilian state and its people any further.

To help safeguard the lives and properties of Martilian in the South, the Imperial House would like to propose the deployment of two aerospace division to Martilia, consisting of between three hundred to five hundred of our most advanced fighter, depending on the need of your country. They shall participate in day-one air strikes, coordinated with your air force, to ensure that the Martilian holds a decisive advantage in the sky. They shall be transferred along with a special detachment of army personnel to safeguard the air bases they are located in.

With your approval, we shall also begin the airlifting of small arms, supplies and ammunition into your country. Should it be necessary, we can also ensure a secure flow of food into Martilia to ensure the security of your people.

Naval strikes might be launched should you approve. To show our commitment to the Martilian Government, our ambassador will hand over intelligence gathered through our spy satellites on the locations of air bases and other strategic assets in Matahi. We hope the intelligence will be of help.

Signed,
Emperor of Houdou


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