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Postby Gagium » Sun Oct 07, 2018 4:27 pm

ST. LOUIS, CAPITAL CITY OF KINGDOM AND COMMONWEALTHS OF GAGIUM
OCTOBER SEVENTH, 2049

The world as we know it was one of continued industrialization and overpopulation. Through a series of technological breakthroughs in decent years, scientists and world governments have halted the rise of sea levels, though the effects of industrialization in recent years were irreversible. New Orleans had suffered four floods in the past decade, while winters have become significantly shorter and warmer. Smog and other particles from industrialized Asia blew over to Californie and the west coast, with hundreds dying from this. Wildfires had ravaged the west coast, while hurricanes had devastated the gulf coast.

While Gagium was significantly better off than the rest of the world, the country was doing poorly. The recent economic depression has devastated the country, leaving millions unemployed. Along the west coast, famine has reigned supreme. Millions of tons of food were transported from the Great Plains to the famined region, but to no avail. Militias disgruntled by the economic downfall would raid food convoys at night, forcing the Monarchy to militarize these convoys.

On the steps of Saint Louis palace, in the midst of the 2049 Prime Minister elections, protestors gathered to push for the abolition of the inefficient Monarchy. Protesters waved their torches and guns on the steps of the palace, as the royal guard pushed back protesters that got too violent and arrested them. Bloodshed would not come until further months; However, the situation was increasingly dire.

King Arsene Rodier had since closed his curtains to the protestors outside of his palace. He had done all that he could within his limits; However, the economic downfall was inevitable with the world's conditions. He could only hope that the economy would grow better, as he waited for his economic reforms to be passed by a divided and tense Parliament. He would attempt to ride the storm out.

DOWNTOWN LOS ANGELES, NATIONAL PARTY GAGIUM HQ
Los Angeles has remained the largest city in Gagium throughout the famine and wildfires. However, the populace felt...abandoned. Dozens of convoys providing food and aid to the populace never reached the city; Those that did were attacked by hungry militias and the food and supplies seized before the vehicles were burnt.

That was before the convoys were militarized. What was praised by some was condemned by the right-wing of the nation; Anyone who got too close before the convoy reached the supply depot was shot. Chaos reigned in the streets of Los Angeles and the other large cities of Californie.

In a shady apartment complex in the downtown of Los Angeles, change was occurring. At least, change was being planned. On the third floor of this particular apartment complex, the NATIONAL SOCIETAL WORKERS PARTY leadership was meeting. Armel Poussin, aged 36, was the party's head. In the room, a crowd of around eight grown men were laughing as they read the latest news from the Los Angeles Time. Just more empty promises of order.

Armel Poussin stood up from the old table they were gathered around, throwing the newspaper on the floor. He yelled, "THIS IS A FUCKING DISGRACE! THEY ARE STARVING US AND THE PEOPLE WHILE- Sorry, excuse me - Promising what won't come? THIS is why we exist. THIS is why we need to take action. THIS is why that action needs to come SOON. For Gagium!" The group continued yelling about the situation, while Armel Poussin yelled, "This is all because of the goddamned MEXICANS! THEY and their FILTH are fully RESPONSIBLE for OUR GODDAMNED SITUATION! WE NEED THEM GONE!" The group chanted their agreement to this, while Armel waved a copy of the recently-published THE GAGIUMISH STRUGGLE, more or less the party's official handbook.

TO UNDERSTAND the situation however, you need to understend Armel Poussin. Armel was born in 2013 in a disgusting Los Angeles downtown neighborhood. He lived rough, having to deal with the local mobs and gangs. He joined the nearest militia at age 13, an all-white militia named the Los Angeles Liberation Front. However, the liberal government cracked down on the militia in 2029, with most of the members of the "racist, bigoted" group being arrested and locked up. Armel dropped out of high school when he was 17 to fight in the Mexican Independence Wars in Gagium's Army. However, international support for the Mexicans caused the Gagiumish Army to lose in 2035, after half a decade of fighting. Gagium's economy plummeted, and the disgruntled army was cut in half by international regulations in the Treaty of Mexico City. Gagium was kept behind in technology as it was banned from Gagium's possession in the treaty. Armel was dishonorably discharged in 2036 at the rank of Sergeant. Armel was forced to work on an old, rusting bulk freighter, where he was paid only $4 an hour after his discharge. He was put out of work entirely in 2041, when the company fired him in favor of a Mexican they could pay $2 an hour.

Since then, he has founded the National Societal Workers Party, or NSWP. He has gathered several of his old friends and fellow veterans to support the cause, and in 2049, party membership stands at roughly 20,000, most NSWP members being in California. The party's militia-wing, the National Societal Militia, has had armed conflicts with the liberal Californie Commonwealth government in 2048 and Armel was arrested earlier in 2049, back in April. During his time in prison, he wrote 'The Gagiumish Struggle', a 25-page manifesto undermining the Mexican and blaming them for the economic crisis.
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Postby Gagium » Sun Oct 07, 2018 4:38 pm

ST. LOUIS, CAPITAL CITY OF KINGDOM AND COMMONWEALTHS OF GAGIUM
OCTOBER TWELTH, 2049
On the steps of St. Louis Palace, protesters continue their daily protests, as the King's Guard, in full SWAT armor and with battle rifles at their side, standing guard on the steps. A few tanks were deployed on the highway in front of the palace. The crowds were at about 30,000 people, with thousands of people spread out for blocks around the palace greens. The protesters included several communists and socialists

About two blocks away from the palace, about a battalion of the NATIONAL SOCIETAL MILITIA was planning their offensive. If they could break into the crowd, and then begin attacking the communists and dragging them away without the Guard intervening, that would be excellent, in their minds. At noon, the battalion began moving out, wearing camo khakis and wielding various hunting rifles and a few assault rifles, as well as knives and clubs. They integrated into the crowd really nicely, at at about 1:00, gunshots rang out as they began attacking the mob, killing or capturing communist after communist. The conflict escalated, eventually leading the NSM to shoot at some King's Guards members who were trying to fire back. However, the crowd's density led to several shots missing, and dozens of casualties by two.

As the battalion began retreating, several armored tanks and APCs arrived from the St. Louis armory, engaging the NSM through the crowd, which had now dispersed significantly. Half the battalion was arrested, along with several NSWP high-ranking leaders. This would only increase tensions between the NSWP, socialists, and monarchists, as news agencies across the globe reported the dozens of deaths and dozens more injuries. The media blamed the Gagiumish military for the incident, completely unaware of the NSWP's involvement in starting the bloodshed.

Military around St. Louis palace would increase twofold, as King Arsene lays on his bed watching the news. How the hell has my country come to this? What has happened since the old days? he thought as he turned off the television and attempted to go to sleep. However, he would lay awake all night thinking about the dozens of casualties, and what he would have to say about the incident in coming days.
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Postby Prussian Polish Commonwealth » Sun Oct 07, 2018 5:34 pm

Prussian-Polish East Africa

'Wie oft sind wir geschritten
auf schmalem Negerpfad,
wohl durch der Wüste Mitten,
wenn früh der Morgen naht.
Wie lauschten wir dem Klange,
dem altvertrauten
Sange der Träger und Askari:'

'Hei-a! Heia Safari!'

Hob-nailed jackboots slammed simultaneously into the packed ground of the parade ground in the Vorbeck-Lettow Kasern. The troops of the III Battaillon, II. Ostafrika Askari-Gewehr-Regiment sang as they went through their daily drills-march and countermarch, bayonet thrust and double time.
Crassus watched, his arms folded. He turned to the commander, a 36-year-old Pomeranian. "An excellent display, Oberst. But how well do they hold up with civilians?"
The Oberst smiled. "Most excellently, sir. The best that might happen is that they end up just ordering a drink or two before returning to base. Worst case?" He shrugged. "Well, interracial couples aren't that taboo anymore. Most are married, though."
Crassus nodded. A few seconds passed.
"Oberst, you are aware of the Gagiumish situation?"
"Ja, terrible. People are ungrateful shits sometimes, aren't they?"
Crassus smiled. "What if I gave you a way to deal with it?"
"I'm sorry, what?"
"You heard me."
"...I can move within 2 or 3 days, if I only send infantry and everything they need. With vehicles and heavy equipment I need a week at least."
"You have 2 for infantry. Do not disappoint me."



To: King Rodier
From: Crassus von Hohenzollern-Jagellion.
From one monarch to another, a gift.
I offer you a regiment of the finest sons-of-negro-bitches in the whole of East Africa. The infantry can arrive by the day after tomorrow, the heavy equipment will take longer.
-Crassus
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Postby The Isle of Beithe » Sun Oct 07, 2018 6:40 pm

Lance-Corporal Elton McGill of the Beithe Marine Corps felt the sting of sweat in his left eye. He had complained numerous times about the poor performance of the Mark IV Tactical Exoskeleton’s air conditioning unit. Sure, the Mark IV had an improved power source—its solid oxide fuel cells allowed for 72 hours of continuous use versus the 60 hours of the Mark III—and the new pneumatic actuators reduced the exoskeleton’s weight by 15%… but what good was all of that if you’re constantly sweating like a pig? And it was unseasonably warm for an October evening: 33.3 degrees Celsius (92 degrees Fahrenheit).

The readings from the Geiger counter on Lance-Corporal McGill’s wrist began to spike. Moments later, thunder boomed in the distance. A radiation storm from the north was on its way to Capitol City. McGill turned to his partner, Private First Class Timothy Dalton, and the two exchanged a glance of mutual understanding. The two marines knew that the storm would bring with it the irritating preaching of those religious zealots, the Followers of the New Awakening.

McGill had heard the stories about the Followers from his grand-father. When uranium deposits were discovered in the Eastern Glasgow National Forest in 2016, the Followers claimed it to be the first sign of the coming apocalypse. Up to then, the northern district of the Isle of Beithe had been a chiefly agricultural area, but the discovery of uranium deposits quickly bolstered new industry in the region. In 2021, two nuclear power plants began operations in northern Beithe—and only 18 months later, both plants experienced catastrophic meltdowns, three days apart. The meltdowns left most of the northern Beithe uninhabitable and devastated the nation’s agricultural industry—and subsequently, the entire economy of Beithe. Of course, the Followers claimed that this, too, was foretold by their prophets, and today, they await the second coming of Christ, who will guide civilization back to its former glory.

At least the Followers had hope, McGill had often thought. One could not say that about most Beitheans.

The thunder blasted again, followed by another radiation spike on McGill’s Geiger counter, and then came the sounds of an approaching helicopter. A minute later, the helicopter landed 10 yards ahead. McGill enjoyed the momentary comfort of the breeze provided by the propeller’s rotations. Five men exited the helicopter, all adorning standard navy-blue Marine Corps officer dress uniforms—except for one man, wearing the purple dress uniform reserved for Beithe’s highest office, the Presidency of the High Council. At 6’5”, the tallest of the group, the appearance of President Ehrich Kemp, III, commanded authority commensurate to his position as Beithe’s Head of State and Commander-in-Chief.

“Ten-hut! Officers on deck!” shouted McGill, and he and PFC Dalton jumped to attention, saluting the approaching group.

“At ease, gentlemen,” replied President Kemp, returning the marines’ salutes.

McGill opened the door the High Council Building. Kemp and his escorts entered. Inside, the other four members of the High Council—the commissioners of Beithe’s federal administrative districts—were waiting. They began to stand, but the president immediately gestured with his right hand for them to remain seated.

“Too little time, so let’s forgo all the formalities and get straight to business,” Kemp said to the High Council as he took his seat at the head of the table. “And someone turn up the AC, it’s hotter than a Turkish steam bath in here… JESUS…”

Kemp turned his attention to the man directly to his left, Western District Commissioner Paul Wilcox, who also served as the High Council’s Chief of Foreign Intelligence. Wilcox already knew what was on the President’s mind. “Latest news from Gagium,” he said, pushing a stack of papers towards Kemp.

President Kemp lit a cigarette and studied the intelligence report for 10 minutes. When he was done, he nodded to Southern District Commissioner Sarah O’Brian, directly across from him at the other end of the table. O’Brian, the council’s Chief of Military Affairs, did not need to ask for her orders. She stood from the table, brought herself to attention and saluted Kemp, then exited the conference room, retreating to a small anteroom where Major Gregory Schumer was ready to send the pre-prepared communique.


To: King Arsene Rodier of Gagium
From: High Council of the Allied States of the Isle of Beithe

President Ehrich W. Kemp, III and the High Council of Beithe extend to you an offer of military aide in your struggles against the National Societal Workers Party. For our services, we request an initial, non-negotiable retainers fee of one-hundred thousand Beithen dollars. Further payments and conditions of service are negotiable. Please contact us ASAP so that we may discuss further.

Sincerely,

Field Marshal Sarah O’Brian
Commissioner of the Southern District of Beithe / High Council Chief of Military Affairs



A similar message was sent to the NSWP. Though the fiercely-capitalist government of the Isle of Beithe despised the politics of the NSWP, it was—in true capitalist fashion—willing to support the revolutionary faction for the right price.
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Postby Gagium » Sat Oct 13, 2018 1:47 pm

ST. LOUIS, CAPITAL CITY OF KINGDOM AND COMMONWEALTHS OF GAGIUM
OCTOBER THIRTEEN, 2049

"This is Cécilia Halphen, and you're listening to Tiger News Radio. We've just received an update on the situation in Saint Louis..the attacks in front of St. Louis palace have been pinpointed to the left-wing 'People's Militia of the Hammer and Sickle', often referred to as the 'PMHS'. Nevada Commonwealth officials have raided their HQ in Boise, and the PMHS leader is reportedly in custody. A large portion of casaulties are also attributed to the Gagiumish federal military. Their involvement caused several unnecessary deaths...

Meanwhile, celebrities across Gagium have praised the National Societal Workers Party for attempting to stop the bloodshed alongside authorities on the steps of Saint Louis palace. The NSWP is expected to hold a rally in Saint Louis later this week in anticipation of the upcoming Prime Minister elections, coming up in little over a month...


Millions across Gagium knew the truth, however hating of the left-wing communists they may be. The bloodshed wasn't caused by the communists; it was caused by the NSWP. The only reason the NSWP wasn't shut down already was because of prominent factions aligned with the NSWP within the Federal government, as well as within the media. A lack of public appearances from King Arsène Rodier didn't help, either. Of course, any public appearance by the King in the midst of the economic crisis held its risks.

Thousands of Monarchy-aligned militia groups and King's Guard soldiers had secured the perimeter around Saint Louis palace, with a few scattered protests occurring in the city that day.

DOWNTOWN LOS ANGELES, NSWP HQ
In Los Angeles, the NSWP leadership & chairman Armel Poussin celebrated their victory over the communists in Saint Louis. Despite several NSWP being arrested yesterday, some of Armel's...contacts have seen to their imminent release. It would only be a matter of time before the oppressive Monarchy would fall, and the left-wing Mexican disease would be exterminated from the Fatherland.

Armel chuckled while listening to the radio. It seemed as if his friends in the media had secured his win; Indeed, the media's early involvement in the reporting of the incident prevented the Monarchy from releasing any statement blaming the NSWP. He half expected the Californie liberals to raid the headquarters in spite of the incident; However, it seemed they were occupied providing disaster relief for the wildfires that continued to spread across the commonwealth. He would celebrate the day with several beers, while marching throughout the party headquarters to ensure that his men are busy planning the next event.

As night approached, a young female aide informed Armel that the NSWP had received a message from the Isle of Beithe offering support. Armel smiled & insisted on writing a response to them personally. After a few minutes of furious typing, he handed her a touchscreen with a response to send to them:
TO THE HONORABLE HIGH COUNCIL OF THE ISLE OF BEITHE:
We are gracious to have your support in taking back our country from the inefficient and tyrannical Crown that has driven it to destruction. We are willing to send you payment ASAP for your support. We would wish to learn more about what we will be getting in return for our payment, however. Our National Societal Militia is in dire need of new equipment, as the Communists factions have been hogging the larger gun dealerships across the country..

-CHAIRMAN ARMEL POUSSIN, NSWP

Armel was relieved to have a foreign power recognize the oppression of the Monarchy! Of course, it seemed as if Beithe's values were not compatible with those of the NSWP; Nevertheless, allies are allies.

DOWNTOWN ST. LOUIS, ST. LOUIS PALACE
King Arsène Rodier awoke early in the morning to his phone going off. Falling out of bed, he reached for his phone grumbling, though a slight smile crept across his face when he saw who it was from; Crassus von Hohenzollern from the PPC. He swiped across the phone, writing a short message in response and sending it. Once that was done, he crept back in bed.
To: Crassus von Hohenzollern
From: Arsène Rodier.
The last thing these people want among the crisis is some foreigners to be creeping into Gagium and causing more deaths and bloodshed. That's how they see it, of course..The King's Guard is sufficient for now, though I've received word from many of some of their officer's being a bit too friendly to the NSWP...I'll have to decline your offer, apologies.


Around noon, one of his aides presented him with another message. He quickly inspected it, seeing that it was an offer from some mercenary band offering support for a hefty price. He asked his aide to send a message to them declining the offer politely.
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Postby Prussian Polish Commonwealth » Sun Oct 14, 2018 7:17 am

Königsberg
Crassus frowned at the message. Did he not know how much danger he was in? Regardless, it was time for plan B.

Königin-Louise-Kasern
The dead, the dead of the regiment;
My father and yours and his
When the drum called, they lined up too
The dead, the dead army


A dozen rifle-stocks slammed into the ground at once, their bearers standing stock-still, one hand grasping the barrel of their rifle, the other touched to their steel helmets in salute.
Crassus returned their salute, and the 12 men returned to ease.
He turned to Wilhelm Erhardt. "I see you drilled them just as well as your abcestor did."
Wilhelm smiled. "Thank you, sir."
"Would you be intrested in putting them to the test?"
Wilhelm's face went blank, and then he grimanced. "Gagium?"
"Yes. 50 men is all I ask."
"I can do it, sir. They'll arrive by tomorrow. No heavy gear I presume?"
"Nothing other than MG42s."
"Very well, sir."

New Orleans International Airport
A Prussian-Polish man approached customs. He handed over his passport and visa.
On the last page of his passport, an ID identified him as part of the Erhardt Brigade(the oldest, if not the largest, Prussian-Polish paramilitary organization). On the page before that was a Prussian-Polish class V gun liscense(authorized to purchase explosives).

On the same day a note arrived at Armel's house.
Isaiah 37:22-27
“‘The Virgin Daughter of Zion
despises and mocks you;
the Daughter of Jerusalem tosses her head behind you as you flee.
Whom have you insulted and reviled?
Against whom have you raised your voice
and lifted your eyes in pride?
Against the Holy One of Israel!
By your messengers you have insulted the LORD,
and you have said,
“With my many chariots
I have climbed the heights of mountains,
the utmost heights of Lebanon.
I cut down its tallest cedars,
the choicest of its pines;
I reached its remotest heights,
the most verdant of its forests.
I myself dug wells
and drank foreign waters;
with the soles of my feet
I dried up all the streams of Egypt.”
"Didn’t you hear
how in the distant past I decided to do it,
how I planned from days of old?
Now I’ve made it happen—
that fortified cities become devastated, besieged heaps.
Their inhabitants are devoid of power,
and are terrified and put to shame.
They’ve become like plants in the field,
like green shoots,
like grass on rooftops,
scorched by the east wind.
“I know when you rise up
and when you sit down,
your comings and goings—
and how you’ve become enraged at me.

Your insolence has reached my ears,
so I’ll put my hook in your nose
and my bit in your mouth,
and I’ll make you turn back on the road
by which you came.
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Current leader is Kaiser King Crassus von Hohenzollern
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Postby Gagium » Mon Oct 15, 2018 5:00 pm

ST. LOUIS, CAPITAL CITY OF KINGDOM AND COMMONWEALTHS OF GAGIUM
OCTOBER SEVENTEENTH, 2049

With the dispersing of a portion of the King's Guards soldiers, daily protesting in front of the palace continued, with left-wing to center-right wing groups protesting the Monarchy. Armel Poussin saw the resumed protests as a way to bolster support for his movement; So, he and a dozen NSWP members set up a stand in the midst of the crowd, with microphones and NSWP banners. Armel rallied a few hundred protesters around the stand as he spoke, inspiring several men and women that day to fight for a Greater Gagium.

King's Guard and Saint Louis Police did make a few dozen arrests that day, but no violence broke out on the steps of the Palace. Armel Poussin estimated that party growth would quadruple within a week, as his movement gained momentum quickly before the scheduled elections. Tensions grew with every passing day, and the crisis on the West Coast expanded as the Monarchy eventually stopped sending out convoys. In Gagiumish Mexique, a famine arose in the southern regions, creating great pressure on the Mexique democratic government.

In the early night, thousands of protesters gathered in Saint's Square several blocks away from the palace. The torch-light square had several NSWP banners strung around the perimeter, and National Societal Militia guards with various legal rifles were around the square. The rally started with an instrumental rendition of Die Fahne hoch being played, at which point Armel and his high-ranking party members walked through the hundreds to the assembled podium at the north end of the square, flanked by two Gagiumish flags and two NSWP banners.

Armel stepped up on the podium as the band concluded the playing, and saluted with his right fist clenched in the air, to which the crowd and party saluted back. He adjusted his microphone, and started his speech:

"There are two things in which can unite humans. Common ideology, yes, and common criminality. We've made our mark on the great Gagiumish banner the will of our people and our will to fight to the death against those who threaten our homeland. However, despite this, our country is disgraced and ridden with filth from the Monarchy. Our so-called 'King', "Your Highness" Arsene Rodier, has driven us to destruction! We must prove our worth in the world, and restore us to our former prowess.

When our people realize the instruments available to them to gain their freedom, then we WILL break free of the Monarchy's chains, and we will achieve freedom. It matters not whether these weapons of ours are humane: if they gain us our rightful liberty, they are justified before our conscience and before God. However, we know that a fifth of Gagium consists of heroes, two fifths of cowards afraid of change, and another two fifths of traitors to our great nation. How, then, do we expect to save our country from the inevitable path that Our Highness has put it on?

Our party was not formed with any day of reckoning in view, but rather in order to spring to the rescue of our nation as its last help in the hour of greatest need, at the moment when in hunger and despair it sees the approach of the Red Monster. The greatest task of our party, our movement, is to prepare for the coming destruction and collapse of the Monarchy. Then, we will rebuild anew from their failure. Our current path will end inevitably with an oppressive Mexican regime at the helm of our people. One that will not attempt to prolong the end, rather hasten it at a great pace.

Of course, this has two endings: Either the Mexicans will march on Saint Louis, or we will march on them! A state based around Mexique and a state based around Gagium's values which we adore so much cannot exist at once; It is impossible! Either we will fail, and COWARDICE will prevail as they seize control of our government. OR, we will dare to fight the spread of tyranny and evil and rise up against this fate which has been planned by the Monarchy for our nation, among destruction, famine, starvation, and drought. THEN WE SHALL SEE WHICH IS THE STRONGER: THE SPIRIT OF INTERNATIONAL GLOBALISM OR THE WILL OF GAGIUM! LONG LIVE THE PEOPLE OF GAGIUM!


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Postby The Isle of Beithe » Tue Oct 16, 2018 11:28 am

St. Louis, Gagium
October 14, 2049 0840


Senior Field Commander Jeffrey Tobias of the Beithe Central Security Service had nearly choked on his breakfast when he read the responses to the High Council’s offer. The news had surprised him. Frowning, he read the memos again, hoping he had misread them in his pre-coffee morning brain fog.

“Well,” Tobias said aloud to himself, “looks like I owe Lieutenant Winters fifty bucks...”

Commander Tobias was less upset about the prospect of working alongside the NSWP than he was about losing his bet over which faction would accept Beithe’s aide. Of course, he was not thrilled about helping the revolutionary party, but a job is a job, and he understood that this job could prove to be a healthy investment for the Isle of Beithe. Reigning powers are quick to forget you once the threats to their authority have been eliminated. But revolutionary factions always struggle when they assume control, constantly needing more and more help to solidify their position and handle the daily burdens of governance; and when they are desperate for help, they already know who to ask. Should the NSWP win this war, Tobias knew that Beithe will have gained a long-term customer.

On the radio, a woman was speaking of the conflict at the palace, but it was not news to him. His St. Louis apartment was less than a mile away from the palace, and he had heard the gunshots and screams. The protests had become more frequent, as well. Sometimes it was large groups; other times, a lone protester. At approximately 5am that morning, he had awoken to the drunken ravings of an NSWP supporter, celebrating the party's recent victory and shouting obscenities that chiefly regarded the manhood of King Rodier, as well as a few colorful comments on the king’s maternal lineage. Two police officers had promptly arrived, beaten the man with their batons and took him into custody. Tobias looked out his window and saw the blood was still there, and he watched as a suited man carrying a briefcase simply walk around the dried puddle of iron-red fluid, without stopping to give it a second glance. “What a fitting testament to the current state of affairs,” Tobias thought, shaking his head.


At exactly 0845, the commander’s phone rang. Though the caller ID read “UNKNOWN,” he already knew who was calling him. The timing of the call had been pre-arranged.

“Hello?” Tobias answered, feigning ignorance.

A woman on the other end answered, “Good morning, this is Jean from Floral Fantasies, LLC. May I speak to Mr. Hutchison?”

“This is he.”

“Yes, Mr. Hutchison, we’re processing your order for a delivery of roses, but it seems we forgot to write down what color you wanted. White or red, sir?”

“Red,” Tobias said, repressing a smirk.

“Very well. Thank you and have a wonderful day, sir.”

“You as well. Goodbye.”



Los Angeles, Gagium
October 14, 2049. 0845


In downtown Los Angeles, a woman clicked away at her laptop in a poorly-lit office, empty except for the steel desk and folding chair at which she sat. She opened a folder titled “Delivery Templates” and opened “Redroses.docx.” A pop-up appeared prompting her for a fingerprint scan. She pressed her right thumb against the lighted red scanner on the keyboard and waited 10 seconds as the encryption software authenticated her identity. When the document opened, she pressed the print key and called to a man who was waiting just outside the office.

“Lieutenant Marshal,” she said as the man entered, "we’ve got the authorization from Commander Tobias for Operation Red Rose. You are to immediately deliver this message to NSWP headquarters.” She placed the memo in a pink envelope and handed to Lt. Marshal, who was dressed in khaki shorts and a baby-blue polo shirt with ‘Floral Fantasies LLC’ printed in pink cursive font on the left breast.

“Yes, ma’am,” Lt. Marshal replied. He took the envelope, saluted and left the office.

At approximately 9:30 a.m., a bouquet of red flowers appeared on the doorstep of the NSWP headquarters, along with the pink envelope addressed to Armel Poussin. The name of the sender was a woman who Poussin had known in his teenaged years. (Beithe’s Central Security Service was always thorough in its investigations of potential clients.)



Dear Mr. Poussin,

I have been authorized to negotiate on the High Council’s behalf the conditions of your alliance with the Isle of Beithe. We can certainly assist you in obtaining firearms and whatever other equipment you may desire. A small stockpile of various weapons has already been prepared, and Beithen ships are on standby to deliver more, once we know your precise needs.

Meet my associate, Mr. Donaldson, tonight between 1800 and 1900 at Floral Fantasies LLC in downtown Los Angeles. You will inform the cashier that you wish to return an unwanted delivery of red roses and that you demand to speak with the manager.

Have your initial payment ready, and Mr. Donaldson will be happy to discuss the details of our alliance. If possible, please bring a list of any specific equipment you are seeking, as this will expedite the process considerably. Mr. Donaldson will also have an assortment of weapons for you to examine. Personally, I recommend the R. Klein Associates AR-50 Mark II 5.56mm Assault Rifle, which is the current service rifle of the Beithe National Guard and Marine Corps; as well as the T110 .45 Special Tactical Operations Pistol, which has remarkably light recoil for a handgun of its caliber and is idea for covert operations as well back-up for major assaults. These Beithen-made firearms are the highest quality available on the market today; however, we also have several old model firearms from Heckler & Koch, Colt, Glock, and other manufacturers.

The Allied States of the Isle of Beithe looks forward to working with you!


Kindest regards,

George McKay


P.S. Please be aware that the young woman working tonight is a bit feisty, so do not be alarmed if she puts up an argument.
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Postby The Isle of Beithe » Tue Oct 16, 2018 12:53 pm

High Council HQ -- Capitol City, Isle of Beithe
October 14, 2049. 1300.


President Kemp was not shocked by King Rodier’s decision, but it disappointed him nonetheless. “My grandfather will be rolling in his grave,” he thought to himself. As President of the High Council from 2009 until 2021, Ehrich Kemp, Sr. had worked tirelessly to bolster Beithe’s reputation abroad and form strong military alliances with foreign governments—including the Kingdom and Commonwealths of Gagium. “Hmph, their loss now,” he thought as he signed the papers in front of him.


TO: Admiral William Norman, BN; Commander, Beithe Joint Expeditionary Forces (ATLANTIC)
FROM: Ehrich Kemp, III; President, High Council
SECURITY LEVEL: Top Secret, Alpha-1
SUBJECT: Operation Red Rose

Surface fleet and Marine Corps forces hereby ordered to be placed on DEFCON2. Submarine fleet and special warfare group hereby ordered to be placed on DEFCON1.

BNS Zimmermann (SBGN-398) ordered to rendezvous with BNS Straussburg (SBGN-395) already on guard 100 nautical miles off coast of Kingdoms and Commonwealths of Gagium, coordinates to be relayed directly to Straussburg. 2nd Attack Submarine Flotilla ordered to be on alert for further instructions.
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Postby Prussian Polish Commonwealth » Tue Oct 16, 2018 2:28 pm

Königsberg
Crassus stared out into the distance. The baltic sea had long been drained away to protect Königsberg from flooding, but if you squinted hard enough you could almost see the rocky beaches, the concrete bunkers equipped with the turrents of long-deactivated M60 Pattons, the rhythmic crashing of the waves, and the solemn blare of some Warsaw-class destroyer coming home from another show-of-force against the Swedes or Russians.

He turned around and went inside. He picked up a phone. "Get me Harker."

Danzig-30 minutes later
Helena sat by her computer as Admiral Wilhelm Harker trudged back into his office. She frowned; usually, the half-British commander of the High Seas Fleet was jovial and merry.
"Admiral, what is it?"
He closed his eyes and sighed. "Helena, when was the last time the High Seas Fleet mobilized?"
She knew the answer by heart. "Jutland."
Jutland. Apart from the Pacific campaign, no battle of the First Weltkrieg was considered more important, not Argonne, not Verdun. It was there that the great armada of the Kaiserliche Marine went down, bringing down twice their weight in tonnage.
Harker knew this. He also knew that the British Grand Fleet built back it's losses within months, adding insult to the injury. 2500 dead, all for nothing.
He turned to her. "Helena, if what we're about to do goes the same way you may very well begin looking for a job somewhere outside of Prussia-Poland."

The next day, Prussia-Poland went to it's equivalent of DEFCON 4.
FROM:
ADMIRAL HARKER, HOCHSEEFLOTTE
TO:
1ST, 2ND, 3RD COMMERCE RAIDING SQUADRONS
1ST:
MOVE TO SEVER TRADE ROUTES IN THE WEST ATLANTIC.

2ND:
MOVE TO COVER ALL MAJOR PORTS OFF OF GAGIUM; STAY AT LEAST 150 NAUTICAL MILES OFF OF THE COAST

3RD:
MOVE TO COVER THE EAST ATLANTIC. REMAIN AT LEAST 200 NAUTICAL MILES OFF OF GAGIUMISH WATERS.



DO NOT ENGAGE UNLESS ATTACKED OR UNTIL FOLLOWUP. SUBMARINES ARE CLEAR TO ENGAGE IN SONAR LASHING OF NON PRUSSIAN-POLISH SUBMARINES.


OOC: Before anyone complains, I'm essentially sending a ragtag gang of battlecruisers, submarines, and torpedo boats, alongside 3 companies of Marines for the sake of searching ships.
(also the boi above me set a precendent when he sent SSBNs)
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Postby The Isle of Beithe » Tue Oct 16, 2018 3:44 pm

South Atlantic Ocean
October 14, 2049. 1650.


From the command ship BNS National (CC-012), Admiral Norman studied the positions of his ships. With most of the Beithen fleet close to home in the South Pacific and Indian Oceans, he hoped that the Gagium affair would remain free of major naval combat. Only the 4th and 5th Expeditionary Fleets were in location should the navy be called upon. Waiting in the South Atlantic for further orders, both fleets were far enough away to not arouse suspicion, but close enough to promptly advance if called upon.

For now, the Gagium affair rested upon the shoulders of BNS Zimmermann and BNS Straussburg. The Straussburg had been ordered to stand guard near the Gagium coast only four days prior and now waited in a location unknown even to Adm. Norman. Though he didn’t know where the two guided cruise missile submarines would meet, he knew it would still be a few days. What awaited the subs remained uncertain. The North Atlantic was outside of the Beithe Navy’s ordinary range of operation, and the intelligence reports were spotty to say the least. Not that reliable intelligence would benefit either submarine at this point, as both vessels would be operating under complete communications silence.

Two hours earlier, Adm. Norman had sent the Zimmermann one last communique before it embarked towards the Gagium coast. Were the admiral a religious man, he would say a prayer for the Zimmermann and the Straussburg.


TO: Captain Theodore Wilcox, BN; Commander, BNS Zimmermann (SBGN-398)
FROM: Admiral William Norman, BN; Commander, Beithe Joint Expeditionary Forces (ATLANTIC)
SECURITY LEVEL: Top Secret, Alpha-1
SUBJECT: Operation Red Rose

BNS Zimmermann to rendezvous with BNS Straussburg (SBGN-395) off coast of Gagium for guard duty per Operation Red Rose as previously discussed. Coordinates to be relayed shortly from COMSUBAT.

Primary mission will be to prepare route for the 2nd Attack Submarine Flotilla and Beithen merchant ships. Secondary mission will be to support 4th and 5th Fleets should High Council authorize advance on Gagium. Proceed per standard operating procedures BN-SB-239 through BN-SB-257. Only evasive tactics authorized unless in imminent danger. Conflict should be avoided until further instructed.

Good luck.


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OOC: I meant to send cruise missile submarines, not SSBNs. Posts adjusted accordingly.

Also, since Beithe is obviously trying to keep its involvement in this affair a secret, surface naval forces will remain put for now.
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Postby Gagium » Wed Oct 17, 2018 5:23 pm

DOWNTOWN LOS ANGELES, NSWP HQ
OCTOBER FOURTEENTH, 2049, 11 AM

Armel Poussin sighed at the letter. Why the hell couldn't they just deliver the guns? He called down one of his loyal followers, a young white male named Scott Khan, to his room. Scott, frightened that he was about to be reprimanded by the Chairman himself and kicked from the party, was trembling by the time he entered the comely office.

"Scott! It's about fucking time you came up here, my goodness. Take a look at this, and then respond to me what your thoughts are about this intriguing letter." He slid the letter over to Scott, who slowly scanned over it. Finally, Scott said in a barely audible voice, "So..you want me to do the job?"

Mr. Armel nodded. "Indeed Scott. These Beithe folks, they understand our cause properly, and our need for restoration of the Gagumish people. I'm sure they understand our struggle against the hunchback Monarchs as well. They seem as if they have a formidable arsenal prepared for our usage as well; Surely anything will be an upgrade from those rusty firearms sold by those Mexicans a few blocks away."

Scott sighed. "Anything for the Fatherland, Mr. Chairman. I am honored and proud to be serving you and our party. Long live the people of Gagium."

Scott stood up and walked out the door. He was surprised that the Chairman himself chose him for this complex matter. Scott looked down at his watch warily. He still had around seven hours to go.

OCTOBER FOURTEENTH, 2049, 6:15 PM

Scott pulled up outside of Floral Fantasies LLC with the bouquet & a memo from the Chairman in a rusted blue sedan he rented just hours ago. He hastily got out of the car, making sure to lock it, and walked up to the storefront. He certainly was interested in the location, and perhaps more importantly, his dealers. The building reeked of age; It seemed as if the business was hit hard by the crisis. Then again, what business wasn't? Scott wondered how much 'business' they received as he entered the building.

Scott inspected the interior of the building before walking up to the counter. He looked at the cashier, a young woman, before saying in a tired voice, "Godammit, that drive took too long...And these flowers! What the hell is this...? Listen, I don't have much time, so let me speak to the goddamned manager about these disgraceful flowers.."

PORT MOBILE, MESSIPPIS COMMONWEALTH
OCTOBER SIXTEENTH, 2049

The Gagiumish fleet was hit hard by the crisis. In 2040, the Caribbean fleet stood at a mighty 3 aircraft carriers, each with an accompanying detachment of 4 missile cruisers and 10 destroyers, Now, it stood at a single aged aircraft carrier, with six missile cruisers and nine destroyers. The previous ships of the fleet had either been auctioned off to the highest bidder (In the case of some destroyers & missile cruisers), or scrapped like the most of the fleet. A world presence wasn't necessarily the highest priority of the country. The Gagiumish Pacific fleet was only slightly larger, at another two aircraft carriers, eight missile cruisers, and twelve destroyers.

The Beithe surface fleet (as well as that of the PPC's) deployment in the Atlantic was worrying to some officers in the Carribean fleet command who had acted as if it were 2030, the height of Gagium's naval size and power; These particular officers still kept an eye on the long publicly "decommissioned" military satellites in orbit, still held on to the belief that Gagium was the strongest superpower in the world.

However, in the depths of Gagium's naval command structure, there were those who still took a particular liking to naval patrols across the seas. As long as the Crown continued funding their unit, they would continue operating. The Crown's Own Flotilla consisted of nine attack submarines, stationed at a naval facility downstream of Mobile, under the roofed docks of long shut down Mobile Ironworks, Inc., when they were not deployed. Two of the submarines would see decommissioning later in the year, and the remaining seven were docked.

At around noon, a letter from naval command was dispatched to Admiral Astrid Blaise, acting commander of the Crown's Own Flotilla. She flinched at the sound her laptop produced when a naval dispatch was received, the last one being five months ago. She furiously maneuvered her computer display until it pulled up the dispatch:
ADMIRAL ASTRID:

Increased naval activity from surface fleet of Beithe & Polish-Prussian fleets in the Atlantic has been observed. Submarine activity likely as well. Issuing order to deploy SSN-451,SSN-457 to confirm suspicions of submarine deployment. You are to personally serve as acting Captain of SSN-451, alongside Admiral Clovis Granet of SSN-457. Best of luck.


Astrid re-read the dispatched order. As a new (though not vocal) member of the NSWP, she was disappointed to leave this soon before the elections, though was glad to serve Gagium & deploy again. She messaged Clovis to get his crew ready for departure tomorrow, and prepared to assemble SSN-451's crew.
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DOWNTOWN LOS ANGELES, GAGIUM
14 October 2049. 1815.


“Mr. Donaldson” (the alias for Central Security Service Officer First Grade Nathan Peck) had been enjoying his position in Gagium. In addition to his official duties as an undercover CSS agent, he had been permitted the freedom to operate independently and for personal gain, earning a considerable income from his underground weapons deals. And tonight, he would be visited by his biggest customer yet… sure, in this instance, he had to act as an official representative of the Beithen government, but he had figured he could add a few dollars to his own pocket, as well…

When Donaldson heard the shouting of a man requesting to return a bouquet of red roses, he immediately rushed out of his office—fortunately intervening before Patty, the young cashier, could start her routine verbal assault.

“Sir, sir!” Donaldson said, flapping his hands as he entered the flower shop’s lobby. “Please, I am the manager, Charles Donaldson! Let me see these flowers that you’re disappointed with…” Without hesitation, he grabbed the bouquet from the counter and “examined” it.

“No, no…. this is NOT acceptable!” Donaldson cried. “Please, sir, come into my office so that we may discuss an appropriate remediation of this unfortunate affair…” He gestured for Scott Khan to enter his office. Once inside, he slammed the door shut and locked the deadbolt.

Immediately, Donaldson’s demeanor changed. A smile filled his face. “Please sit, sir… I have some wonderful weapons to show you… Oh, and of course, please place your payment on my desk there…”

Donaldson pulled a key ring from his pocket and unlocked a door to the left of his desk. Opening the door, he revealed a large walk-in closet full of an assortment of firearms, small explosives, combat armor, and miscellaneous military equipment. This was, of course, only the "display case," as the larger arsenal was secured in a warehouse just a few blocks away.

“So, now, what precisely are we looking for today?” Donaldson asked, his smile growing larger.
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Postby Prussian Polish Commonwealth » Wed Oct 17, 2018 7:06 pm

West Atlantic
The S.M.U Seeadler crept silently through the cold, dark waters. The flagship of the 1st Commerce Raiding Squadron, she was the most modern of all the U-Boats in His Imperial Majesty's service. And once again, like a hunter with his shotgun, she set out to play a centuries-old game once more.

SMU Seeadler
Karl Störtebecker von Danzig.
Formerly an infantryman, he left the Seebattailons when he gave both leg and heart-his leg to his country, his heart to a beautiful young lass from a distant land.
He tranferred into the Commerce raiders, and slowly worked his way up. Along the way, he attempted to start a family, with no success, each attempt resulting in miscarriage. The final time, she died, leaving Karl a broken man. He went back to his only remaining wife, the sea, and today found himself once again hunting men.
"Commodore!"
Karl turned to see his sonar operator. "What is it, Hermann?"
"Submarine. Not one of ours, sir."
Karl smiled so wide he looked like a shark. "Very well. Lash and then tell Weps to hand them the gift basket."

The Seeadler abruptly stopped all noise and became a hole in the water. 5 seconds later and the crew of the presumably Beithen submarine were jolted awake.
PING PING PING PING PING PING PING PING PING PING PING PING PING PING


St Louis Palace, 0830 hours
The King's Guard would be treated to a most curious sight.
40 men clutching G3 Battle Rifles and 10 officers on horseback goose-stepped down the main road to the palace as if on parade. All wore German Stahlhelms and uniforms, with a skull and crossbones painted on the helmets. 4 officers headed the procession. 3 of them carried flags(In order; the Gagiumish flag, the Reichskriegsflagge, and the Totenkopfflagge.
The officer in the front halted his horse in front of a guard post near the main entrance, and the entire column halted behind him. He saluted the sergeant on duty. "Ich heiße Wilhelm Erha-Sorry. My name is Corvette-Captain William Erhardt,commander of the 2nd Marine Brigade, also known as the Erhardt Brigade. Behind me are my men. We are here to help you protect your king from the fascists."
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Postby The Isle of Beithe » Wed Oct 17, 2018 7:13 pm

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19 October 2049. 1432.


Captain Timothy Jordan of the Beithe merchant cargo ship Olympia had begun to wonder why he took on these jobs. Sure, the Beithe government paid good money—no, exceptionally good money, he thought—but was it worth the risk? From the conning tower of his vessel, he saw the storm clouds in the distance, and that was the least of his worries. He was attempting to navigate the Olympia away from the storm, but even on the outskirts of it, the sea would be rough. “I’d sooner sail straight into a hurricane than into a squadron of foreign warships,” he said to his first officer, Jonathon Grossmann. The Beithe government claimed that a flotilla of submarines would assure their safe passage to Gagium, just as they had always claimed—and Capt. Jordan supposed that he believed them, but still, it did nothing to relieve his anxiety about this mission.

Every quarter of an hour, Capt. Jordan received a report from the radar officer. The Olympia had been outfitted with the same model radar used by most Beithen warships, amongst other specialty equipment. At precisely 1445, the report came that no vessels were detected within radar range. “Great,” Jordan thought, “as long as there are no ships nearby with ECM systems or some specialty design that shields it from radar…”

At 1500, the radar report brought the news that Capt. Jordan had been dreading: a surface fleet had been spotted to the southeast of the Olympia, almost certainly warships based on the electronic signature.

Capt. Jordan thought of how quickly his ship would go down if it were struck. He turned to First Officer Grossman and said solemnly, “With all of this ammunition aboard, we’re just a floating bomb.” At this point, the crew of the Olympia could only pray that the submarine protection it had been promised was within range to respond to the situation.
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Postby The Isle of Beithe » Wed Oct 17, 2018 7:31 pm

West Atlantic

Even the most advance technology has its flaws, and like all technology, it always seemed to fail at the worst-possible time.

BNS Zimmermann was equipped with the Beithe Navy’s latest model of electronic countermeasure (ECM) systems. Designed to protect the submarine from enemy detection by interfering with sonar systems, as well as disrupt other critical electronics employed by enemy vessels, the ECM performed admirably when it…. well, worked. After 20 months of service, the Zimmermann’s ECM system had begun to intermittently fail. The sub’s engineering personnel worked tirelessly to correct the issues, but it had become obvious that the system required maintenance by its manufacturer, Sussex Motors & Electric. With the Zimmermann this far from the Isle of Beithe, however, that would be months—maybe even a year—away.

“Sir, I have an update regarding the ECM system,” Warrant Officer Ian Wilson reported to the Zimmermann’s commanding officer, Captain Abraham O’Grady.

Capt. O’Grady remained seated in the conning officer’s chair in the Zimmermann’s command center. He did not turn to face his subordinate. Sternly, the captain asked, “And what is this update, Mr. O’Grady?”

“Sir,” Wilson replied, struggling to hide his fear, “the system is almost back on-line… for now, at least. However, we can’t be certain for how long or with what level of operational efficiency….”

It was only seconds later that the “PING, PING, PING” vibrated through the Zimmermann. Capt. O’Grady stood and faced Warrant Officer Wilson. “Well, not just for your sake, but for ALL of our sake, you better get that system operational NOW!”
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Postby Prussian Polish Commonwealth » Wed Oct 17, 2018 7:59 pm

Northwest Atlantic
If Captain Jordan didn't yet think he was in a bad spot, he probably was now.
The telltale-drone of a patrol-torpedo boat's engines sounded in the distance and grew larger, until finally an unusally large wooden patrol boat with an equally unusally large engine pulled up besides the Olympia. A young, blonde woman stood at the bridge, dressed in blue fatigues.
The PA system of the patrol boat came to life. "Afternoon there! My name's Maria Bartowski, captain of the SMS Kronprinzessin Irene von Wittelsbach-1, based off of the Königsberg-II class battlecruiser of the same name. Would you be so kind as to heave to for inspection? Thanks!"

The friendly tone of the message was completely at odds with the burly naval infantryman manning the twin 20mm cannons pointing at them.

On an intreswting side note, the PT boat flew both the Reichskriegsflagge and a blue on white checkerboard flag, the flag of the Kingdom of Bavaria.
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Postby The Isle of Beithe » Wed Oct 17, 2018 8:25 pm

To say Captain Jordan was surprised by the abnormally-friendly demeanor of Captain Bartowski would be an understatement. And he had to admit, she was profoundly attractive, making him briefly wonder if this was truly an official search or the opening scene of an adult film. Of course, the men accompanying Capt. Bartowski aboard the patrol ship quickly brought Jordan’s mind back to reality….

Jordan grabbed a megaphone and responded to Bartowski, “Captain, this Is an independent merchant vessel of the Allied States of the Isle of Beithe. We are both operating well outside of nation’s legal jurisdictions. What is the basis of your desire to search my ship?”

After responding to Bartowski’s request, Jordan turned to Jonathon Grossmann, who he had noticed glancing at the Bavarian flag flown by the foreign patrol. “It seems as if having a Northshore boy amongst us may come in handy,” the captain told his first officer.

“Jawohl Herr Kapitän!” Grossmann bellowed. “Aber meine Familie kommt aus Sachsen...nicht aus Bayern...“ Captain Jordan, who spoke little German, scratched his head and said, “Uh… sehr gut, then….”
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Postby Prussian Polish Commonwealth » Thu Oct 18, 2018 8:12 am

A snort was heard from the other vessel. "You're a cargo ship belonging to a arms dealership masquerading as a country and you're headed to a country in a civil war. It's not hard to put 2 and 2 together. Now, prepare to be boarded. Worst comes to worse you're carrying tanks and we'll just spike the guns before sending you on your way."

Ooc: Typing this all on a phone so excuse any errors.
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Postby The Isle of Beithe » Thu Oct 18, 2018 11:05 am

Captain Jordan was aware that his options were limited. He knew that this foreign patrol boat would insist--by force, if necessary--no matter what he said, but he did have to try to feign ignorance at least.

"Very well, you may board the Olympia," Jordan announced. He then gave orders to stop the ship's engines.

"Sir, what do we do if they find something?" First Officer Grossmann asked.

Initially hesitating, Jordan responded, "Let me worry about that, Mr. Grossmann... and let's just hope they DON"T find anything. The Central Security Service has assured me that they've hidden the ammunition expertly amongst the ordinary cargo...."

First Officer Grossmann looked at his captain with suspicion. "There's something that he's not telling me," he thought, and he was correct. The Beithe Central Security Service had given Captain Jordan explicit orders for how to proceed should the Olympia's hidden cargo be discovered---and strict orders not to share that information with anyone, even the first officer. As the foreign patrol ship docked alongside the Olympia, the captain reached into his coat pocket and nervously rubbed his thumb against the remote detonator that would scuttle the cargo ship should he deem it necessary. Jordan wondered if he would have the courage...
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Postby Prussian Polish Commonwealth » Thu Oct 18, 2018 11:22 am

The patrol boat let off a small boarding party of 5 naval infantry, before withdrawing to a safe distance. Just in case, it loaded all 4 of it's torpedo tubes and readied it's twin 20mm autocannons, before contacting the rest of the squadron on their catch.

The Gefreiter commanding the boarding party nodded went up to Captain Jordan. "Afternoon. Soldat Schmidt-" At this one of the soldiers, armed with an automatic shotgun, came foward. "-here will keep an eye on you. Any funny buisness and you get a round of buckshot up your ass faster than a frenchman drops his gun, hear me?"
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Postby The Isle of Beithe » Thu Oct 18, 2018 11:33 am

Jordan smirked at Soldat Schmidt. "You will have the utmost co-operation of myself and my crew, I assure you...." There was a flash of lighting and the boom of thunder in the distance from the storm that the Olympia had been attempting to avoid. "We should make this search speedy, however, so that both of our vessels can navigate to safety..." The captain then turned to his first officer and said, "Mr. Grossmann here will be happy to show you around the Olympia if you wish..."
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Head of State: President Ehrich W. Kemp | World Location: Australasia | Government Type: Constitutional democratic federation (official), meritocratic authoritarian democracy (unofficial)
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Postby Prussian Polish Commonwealth » Thu Oct 18, 2018 1:15 pm

While the marines settled things, Maria looked over at the sonar display, a cup of coffee in her hand.
Abruptly she dropped her coffee and stood up. "Hostile sub! Helmsman, get us out of here!"

The 5 marines stared as their patrol boat pulled away.
Soldat Schmidt recovered first. "Good thing I brought cards."
Current leader is Kaiser King Crassus von Hohenzollern
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Embassy Program
A Level 12 civilization, according to this index.

Time: January 2016
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Prussia-Poland exits EU////Sejm grants Kingdom of Bavaria shared autonomy in Danzig///Royal Bavarian Navy set to expand///German 'No Borders' activists hold rally near border crossing, breach fence before broken up with cavalry charge///5000 Christian refugees taken in

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Postby The Isle of Beithe » Thu Oct 18, 2018 1:28 pm

BNS Cougar (SBGN-412) of the Beithe 2nd Attack Submarine Flotilla, tasked with protecting Beithen merchant ships in the North Atlantic, had arrived just minutes too late.

As the Prussian-Polish patrol boat sped away from the Olympia, Cougar began its pursuit. Per orders from the flotilla commander, Commodore Jacobson, the attack submarine was authorized only to “scare off” enemy vessels unless directly attacked or until further instructed. The patrol boat was a relatively insignificant target anyhow, thought the Cougar’s commanding officer, Captain Stephanie Sexton. With luck, the patrol boat would lead them towards the larger fleet.

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Aboard the Olympia, Captain Jordan was stunned as he watched the foreign patrol boat speed away. “I guess those subs we were promised wasn’t a lie after all,” he thought. He glanced at First Officer Grossmann, who he knew shared the same thought.

“What will happen now, though?” Jordan pondered. He was stuck with 5 armed men on his ship and nothing he could do about it… well, almost nothing. He thought of the detonating device in his pocket and wondered if he should use it. This wasn’t precisely the situation that the device had been intended for, but perhaps it was his only option. “No, no… not yet.”

In the distance, the lighting and thunder continued. Jordan estimated that the Olympia had approximately 30 to 45 minutes before it would be in the heart of the storm, unless they promptly got underway.
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THE ALLIED STATES OF THE ISLE OF BEITHE
MAIN FACTBOOK | SIDE FACTBOOKS | EMBASSY PROGRAMME | NEWS | CURRENT POLITICS
Head of State: President Ehrich W. Kemp | World Location: Australasia | Government Type: Constitutional democratic federation (official), meritocratic authoritarian democracy (unofficial)
Level 7 World Power according this index. Member of INTERPOL. Current RPs: 1. Political Views.

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Postby Gagium » Sat Oct 20, 2018 7:12 am

DOWNTOWN LOS ANGELES, NSWP HQ
OCTOBER FOURTEENTH, 2049, 6:22 PM

Scott Khan looked around the "office", and immediately noticed the walk-in closet as Mr. Donaldson opened it. With a grim smile forming on Scott's face, he reached for his meager forward payment, a series of numbers and letters that would allow for access to a bank account with about $250,000 Gagis from the Bank of Los Angeles.

Scott inspected the weapons for a moment, before gesturing towards a particular assault rifle that he assumed to be the AR-50 Mark II. "Can you tell me a bit about the...uh..AR-50?..And how many of those do you have in supply?" he added, gesturing towards a gun he figured to be either a sniper rifle or a battle rifle. Scott wasn't particularly interested in the specifics of firearms & weapons, though he still enjoyed looking at them.

Scott was impressed by the assortement of various military gear, however. He wondered how they managed to get all those various exotic weapons. Probably ordered them, he figured.

NEW ORLEANS, LOUISIANE COMMONWEALTH
Airport Customs & Security, after some deliberation with local authorities, allowed the Polish-Prussian man into the country. They did remind him, however, that Gagium follows an entirely different set of laws than the PPC, and that he would have to register with the local government if he wanted to purchase any explosives or A-class armored vehicles (Main Battle Tanks & Heavily armored APCs) in Gagium.

PORT MOBILE, MESSIPPIS COMMONWEALTH
OCTOBER EIGHTEENTH, 2049

Admiral Astrid Blaise stood in the control room of SSN-451 as the small fleet of submarines departed Port Mobile. The two submarines submerged as soon as were an appropriate distance from Mobile Bay. Admiral Astrid began mapping out a course which would take the SSN-451 a few dozen nautical miles southeast from Cuba, while SSN-457 would go on a course taking it a two hundred nautical miles southeast of Georgia.

The submarine's missions were simple: Investigate & track down rumored deployed submarines, and pursue them if necessary. Admiral Astrid Blaise was slightly disappointed when she learned there would be no combat or sinking involved, and she didn't want to miss the November Prime Minister elections.

ST. LOUIS, CAPITAL OF GAGIUM
The current government in St. Louis dreaded the November elections. They knew that it would be difficult for them to gain re-election with the current situation going on, as well as the pitiful state of Gagium in the last few years of their service. That's exactly why Minister of Defense Frank Levett was meeting with NSWP chairman Armel Poussin today.

A ragged Ford truck stopped in front of Frank's suburban house. Making a wide 90 degree turn, it pulled into the concrete driveway, before coming to a screeching halt in front of the garage door. Armel pushed open the passenger door, along with his driver, who was also his guard for today's meeting. Frank opened the front door for them with a smile, though his smile vanished when none of them smiled back.

"Good evening, Mr. Poussin. Would you like some tea? I'm sure the drive tired you-"

"I am fine, thank you though. Mr. Minister, I would like to know what the point of this meeting is?"

"Ah, yes. I've long been a supporter of your causes, and have always wanted to restore Gagium's military to its former glory. However, that simply isn't possible; Any budget increase I propose to Parliament gets discarded. I've been called a warmonger a few times too man-"

"I see. I am glad that you recognize our cause to regain our freedom from the chains of Arsene Rodier and his oligarchic 'Parliament'. I'd hope that you are not one of the many cowards in the Prime Minister's Cabinet that refuses to accept the need for change?"

"No, no, of course not! That's exactly why I've invited you, Armel. I am wishing to align myself with your cause, for it seems that the NSWP is the only path for a prosperous Gagium."

"Very well. And what exactly do you have to offer to our cause, Mr. Minister?"

Minister Frank passed a thin file over to Armel. Armel opened the file and inspected the contents: About three million Gagis in checks & credit cards, as well as some scattered files & records of various Parliament gatherings, as well as a rather disturbing transcript of Parliament members making deals with left-wing organizations and even some criminal organization leaders.

After a few minutes of looking through the files, Armel looked at Frank and murmured, "Very good. I am now convinced that you are truly loyal to Gagium in it's time of greatest need over the collapsing Monarchy. I look forward to keeping in contact with you, Frank. If you wish, I would be more than glad to supply you with full NSWP membership."

Frank thought for a moment, before responding, "Sure thing, Armel..though I would wish for this to remain between us? Long live Gagium, Mr. Poussin."

"Long live Gagium." And with that, Armel Poussin & his Guard left the house. Frank smiled at them as their Ford pulled out of the driveway and sped away. He had wanted to align himself with the NSWP for a time now, though he never believed their cause would gain the support it has today. He'd hated his fellow Ministers and the Prime Minister for some time now; None of them seemed to care about the people of Gagium over their positions.

MEANWHILE, AT ST. LOUIS PALACE: The King's Guard detachment, a bit larger than a company yet smaller than a battalion and heavily armed, was indeed interested in the Erhardt Brigade, with their helmets and uniforms; it wasn't hard to guess that they were Prussian. Warrant Officer Jose Lecocq saluted the Captain back with a puzzled look, before responding, "The fascists? Why, the media's been broadcasting that it was purely the communists sir, how'd you hear? Nevertheless, your men are welcome to help guard the palace, you'd just have to register with the other militias assisting over there-" Jose gestured towards a concrete slab staffed by 10 King's Guardsmen, with a clipboard and a paper laying on top of the slab.
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