0300 HOURS - 1 DAY AFTER DECLARED INSURGENCY
International GeoNews : Channel 13
Vymarian convoys into Crygaerian cities have increased within the past 5 hours as desperate attempts to wrestle control out of the Revolutionaries. While the current plan towards how Vymarian Generals aim to fix the crisis have been kept classified, we do know that two Vymarian Bases on the East of the Crygaerian island chain have been fully secured and that skirmishes between Vymarian soldiers and Crygaerian insurgents have been scattered throughout the easternmost island of the chain, "Xsasnia". According to various Military Officials, attempts at a supposed blockade may be attempted to prevent any support going to the Revolutionaries. However, it may take some time before Vymarian Naval Forces may reach Crygaer, and it will take a day or so for The Vymarian Air Force to begin tactical sorties into Crygaer. In other news, Camp Fegelin has been in a continuous battle for the past 2 days since the Crygaerian declared independence. No official casualty count has been released, however we will make sure to report the numbers as soon as - *zip
The TV was immediately shut off as Ezekiel slung his rifle onto his shoulder. He had been watching the clock atop his old CRT TV and if he was to make the rendezvous on time, he would have to leave now. He quickly walked through his apartment door and started flying up stairs. His old age made it hard for him to soar up the stairs like he did in his youth, but he was able to get to his assigned position within a reasonable time. His hair had been all grayed out and the sun of Crygaer had tanned him up to the point of a dirty orange, making his blue eyes seemingly pop out of his head. Once he entered his rendezvous point : a small, abandoned apartment room with slowly deteriorating walls. A small window was presented to him as it gave him a clear view down an entire road. Supposedly, a full Vymarian convoy was going to be driving down that road. But where this exact information came from was hazy and unsure. Nonetheless, Ezekiel stood by the window gripping his bolt action hunting rifle, ready for the incoming Vymarian Convoy. Ezekiel, despite his wisdom, was oblivious to the fact that the source of that information actually originated from undercover Vymarian Military Police which pointed him in the exact opposite direction of the incoming convoy that had the rendezvous of 10 other guerrilla fighters in the area ready to ambush the ghost convoy. As time passed, Ezekiel became impatient and poked his head out into the window. Something was wrong.
Dumph, Dumph, Dumph
The Sound of boots clamoring up the steps spiked the hair upon the back of Ezekiel's neck. He quickly turned away from the window as he exited the room and tried to relocate into a different room. As he maneuvered through the hallway in an attempt to get into another stairway he heard the Vymarian soldiers on the steps barking orders at someone on the floor right below him. He couldn't understand much, all the noises just sounded like a muffled mess. But the intent of the soldiers was loud and clear.
"Sharret!"
A Vymarian soldier stood at the other side of the hallway pointing his carbine directly at the back of Ezekiel's head. His rifle was incriminating enough, the mission was in vain. The soldier called for back up, and soon enough more soldiers came seemingly out of the woodwork to detain Ezekiel. There was nothing he could do. Two soldiers immediately tackled him to the ground, removed his rifle and cuffed him. Such was the story for many of the Revolutionaries who were preparing for the "false" ambush. Ezekiel was brought up to his feet and basically dragged down an endless flight of stairs before finally being hit with the bright Crygaerian sun. His comrades were already being hoisted up onto an APC. The plan had failed completely. Yet, there was still a positive attitude felt by many revolutionaries. As Ezekiel was thrown into the back of the APC, he watched the Crygaerian street for the last time before being driven off to be detained and interrogated at a Vymarian F.O.B. Ezekiel could not help but smile. Although he had failed his mission, he had been martyred at the same time. His arrest visible to everyone on the street would surely attract more to the cause. He rested back into the uncomfortable seat as he felt the APC begin to move towards his eventual detainment. His journey through Vymarian interrogation techniques was about to begin.