Spokane Civil War[IC]

[Madossa]

(Void)

[Semparia]

A Rubber boot crunches against the ground, and the wearer, through a thick gas mask, looked at the door leading into the next room, and opened it, shining a light into the small room. There was the steady clicking from six Geiger counters. This was a team from the Semparian contingent closest to the nuclear power plant explosions, and were quickly shoved hazmat suits and other such equipment. Several teams were set up at the edges of the irradiated areas, where they could decontaminate the teams and survivors and then send them on their way to the (New, the old one was evaced) Semparian FOB. However, one team had a key task, finding out what went wrong. A pick of volunteers picked the rubble of the power-plant, decked out in the best radiation protection Semparia could get their hands on. They walked through the hole in the building made by the RPG and approached the bodies, inspecting the scene. Unfortunately all evidence was found pretty inconclusive, and no records could really be pulled on the people there. However, all that could be drawn up is that right before explosives were triggered, someone turned on the SCRAM and that person was shot. Wether this was a spy or just someone who had a change of heart was up for debate, but still, an attempt would be made to figure out who it was, in addition with what could only be presumed to be high ranking members of the organization. Or at least very loyal members.

[Madossa]

The ambassador for Madossa to Rhyssua called the Rhyssua ambassador to his office.
"Hello, ambassador, I know you are wondering why you are here.
He nodded his head.
"Well, I have been called to give you a request for an alliance, specifically regarding the civil war in Spokane. What do you think?"

[Rhyssua]

Captain Fink wasn't a first responder. He'd told his commanding officer several times that his men were more like assassins than a rescue team. But did they listen? Of course not.

So, the cream of the Rhyssuan army was donning yellow HAZMAT suits in a pitiful collection of tents and planes the bigwigs had dubbed "base camp." Half of Fink's company (the lucky half), were busy setting up more tents, feeding refugees, and stocking the soup kitchen (it was just the cargo hold of an Osprey) with food.

Fink was not in the lucky half. He led fifty of his comrades into a hellscape of dead trees and concrete ash. Fink wasn't sure what he was expecting, but there wasn't any actual structural damage outside of the factory. Instead, the landscape was eerily still. No birds, no cars, no people. Just an empty silence that drilled into Fink's skull.

"Not sure how we're supposed to find anything here," one of his men said, his voice bursting into static inside Fink's helmet. "This place looks deserted."

[Rhyssua]

The ambassador for Madossa to Rhyssua called the Rhyssua ambassador to his office.
"Hello, ambassador, I know you are wondering why you are here.
He nodded his head.
"Well, I have been called to give you a request for an alliance, specifically regarding the civil war in Spokane. What do you think?"

The Rhyssuan ambassador, Armin Lukae, nodded. A smile ghosted across his aging face.

"On behalf of the People's Confederation of Rhyssua, I accept this alliance."

[Madossa]

The ambassador for Madossa to Rhyssua called the Rhyssua ambassador to his office.
"Hello, ambassador, I know you are wondering why you are here.
He nodded his head.
"Well, I have been called to give you a request for an alliance, specifically regarding the civil war in Spokane. What do you think?"

The Rhyssuan ambassador, Armin Lukae, nodded. A smile ghosted across his aging face.

"On behalf of the People's Confederation of Rhyssua, I accept this alliance."

Official Communiqué from the Federation of Madossa
_{Open Communiqué | Addressed From: Ministry of Foreign Affairs | Subject Matter: Declaration of Alliance Regarding the Spokane Civil War | Encryption: Not Applicable}

It is the Federation of Madossa's intent to ensure the safety of the Spokane people and Spokane government. Therefore, with this intent, the state shall henceforth declare a military alliance with the People's Confederation of Rhyssua. This alliance will concern the Spokane Civil War, and the placation of terrorist forces, regarding the groups being that of the Fallen Angels Order and the Black Flag, and shall hereby also concern the aid of Spokane Citizens, especially those located in the Northern Territories. The main purpose of this alliance shall be to retain the integrity of the official government of the Federation of Spokane.

As it the obligation of any proper state to maintain friendly and allied states, and themselves, this alliance is not limited to the states of the Federation of Madossa and the People's Confederation of Rhyssua, but to other states attempting to placate terrorist forces, including the Imperium of the Huron, the United Kingdom of Semparia, and the Theology of the Dutch Corporatist State.

Henceforth, the Federation of Madossa shall hereby enter an alliance with the People's Confederation of Rhyssua, effective now, and this communiqué shall be of proper legal validity in all states of the world.

[Rosnokutsk]

A man wearing nothing but boxers let's himself fall in his couch as he turns on the TV with his left hand, in his right he cracks open a cold Beluga brand beer while also holding a cigarette between his fingers.
The TV lights up on the State TV channel, but just as he wants to zap he pauses as he hears an official statement on the war in Spokane

"The Peoples Republic of Rosnokutsk has been keeping a close eye on escalation of the civil war in Spokane, but Colonel Nukilik has decided to no longer sit idly by as little is done to ease the pain of the civilian population.
We are currently reaching out to Rhyssua for cooperation in establishing refugee camps both in Spokane and Fallen Angel territory and supply those for as long as the war continues. We are preparing the logistics of the operation already so we can start it as soon as the involved parties give us the green light.

When we get approval of the Fallen Angels, we will also be deploying a brigade of neutral observers to the cities in their territory to document any future hostilities by the Raj or any party for the international Community, in the hopes that these events don't repeat themselves.

In other news, at the Rosnokutsk zoo a baby polar bear has been born a--"
zap

The man let's out an annoyed sigh and pauses as if he is waiting for something to happen. And yes, then his phone rings, he nods with a smirk, takes a fast sip and goes to answer it.

"Siku, Get to the HQ for debriefing. You are leaving for Spokane today. Don't finish that beer"
Siku looked at the pile of cans next to his couch
"Don't worry, it's the first one"as he then tries to finish it as loudly as possible, but halfway through the caller hangs up.
"Alright, off we go again".

[Blueflarst]

After months of scouting and securing the central region Blueflarst army starts a full offensive againist the North occuped by communnismforces.
The tanks start to assault the trenches and the special forces cut down the rebels radio and raise pro government militias to support the army efforts

[British St Helena]

New Windsor, The Viceroy's house:

The Viceroy was sat at her desk writing about the recent developments in Spokane, her notes can be described as an internal monologue and an personal opinion of the various situation happening. It was a legacy from her university days where she kept notes about anything and everything:

With more foreign powers getting involved this is civil war is getting closer and closer to becoming a far larger conflict across the world stage. I had already ordered and then countermanded the order of withdrawing the troops from Spokane, instead ordering them to rally within the airport supply depot and begin to fortify their defences in preparation for a conflict. The general staff were clearly worried as well, they continuously requested that they begin a total mobilisation before it is too late and to heavily strengthen the Raj presence within Spokane with an entire Army Group.
Today I have decided to grant them their request, as I write, orders are being dispatched across the Raj for the mobilisation.

----
Hours later:

Across the Raj reserves were being called back into service and reserve equipment broken out of warehouses and docks (with even the older training ship Ex-USS John F Kennedy being recommissioned and hastily refitted). The four reserve army groups are being rapidly mobilised and drilled for combat, their divisions being hastily formed with older and reserve equipment. Even the missile defence system was active and on hot standby.

As footage of the Raj armed forces mobilising starts trending on social media (tank columns screaming through villages at high speed and infantry marching through soon after) media outlets began reporting the incredible news. At first the media believed that a military coup against the Viceroy might be occurring as their were no statements from the government and the heightened military presence across the country only left speculation (some rumours even went so far as to say the Viceroy was assassinated earlier in the day and that the king had ordered the military to takeover). Then rumours that martial law might be declared began to circulate through the mainstream media and social media. Within the capital of New Windsor troops were stationed across the city in droves with tanks and artillery being driven through the major thoroughfares of the city. They were mostly from the Reserve Army and refused to speak or comment about the situation or their orders.

Then, video footage emerged of an entire army group, being identified as the Royal Army under the command of General Sir Chris Barnett soon after, were witnessed by presumably a foreign citizen with a phone camera rapidly advancing south through closed motorways under the cover of darkness and during the curfew with 70 motorised infantry divisions, 35 MBT divisions and 12 support divisions with a helicopter escort flying overhead. This specific army group has been noted previously of being trained and fully capable of fighting in high radiation areas by news analysts in the wake of the nuclear disaster in Spokane due to their very public display of these abilities 8 years ago in a televised exercise under the previous Viceroy.

Observation satellites also began to reveal that one of the Raj battleships, the RRNS Conqueror and its escorts were leading a taskforce of Amphibious transports and landing ships. (9 Bay class landing ships, 4 Albion Class Amphibious Transport docks, 20 BATAL landing ships.) into a military port in the south east of the Raj and transport aircraft were rapidly appearing at airbases in the area close to this military port.

Their have been no official statements made by the Raj Government or any military sources at this time.

[Rhyssua]

Across the Raj reserves were being called back into service and reserve equipment broken out of warehouses and docks (with even the older training ship Ex-USS John F Kennedy being recommissioned and hastily refitted). The four reserve army groups are being rapidly mobilised and drilled for combat, their divisions being hastily formed with older and reserve equipment. Even the missile defence system was active and on hot standby.

As footage of the Raj armed forces mobilising starts trending on social media (tank columns screaming through villages at high speed and infantry marching through soon after) media outlets began reporting the incredible news. At first the media believed that a military coup against the Viceroy might be occurring as their were no statements from the government and the heightened military presence across the country only left speculation (some rumours even went so far as to say the Viceroy was assassinated earlier in the day and that the king had ordered the military to takeover). Then rumours that martial law might be declared began to circulate through the mainstream media and social media. Within the capital of New Windsor troops were stationed across the city in droves with tanks and artillery being driven through the major thoroughfares of the city. They were mostly from the Reserve Army and refused to speak or comment about the situation or their orders.

Then, video footage emerged of an entire army group, being identified as the Royal Army under the command of General Sir Chris Barnett soon after, were witnessed by presumably a foreign citizen with a phone camera rapidly advancing south through closed motorways under the cover of darkness and during the curfew with 70 motorised infantry divisions, 35 MBT divisions and 12 support divisions with a helicopter escort flying overhead. This specific army group has been noted previously of being trained and fully capable of fighting in high radiation areas by news analysts in the wake of the nuclear disaster in Spokane due to their very public display of these abilities 8 years ago in a televised exercise under the previous Viceroy.

Observation satellites also began to reveal that one of the Raj battleships, the RRNS Conqueror and its escorts were leading a taskforce of Amphibious transports and landing ships. (9 Bay class landing ships, 4 Albion Class Amphibious Transport docks, 20 BATAL landing ships.) into a military port in the south east of the Raj and transport aircraft were rapidly appearing at airbases in the area close to this military port.

Their have been no official statements made by the Raj Government or any military sources at this time.

"So how's Basecamp coming along?" Gajsek asked, hoping to start the emergency meeting on a positive note.

"We've gathered up almost 3,000 refugees," General Sirk said. Then he sighed. "The town had a population of nearly twenty thousand. We're having trouble even identifying bodies. We've asked the Dutch to take over the relief effort, so we can redirect SpecForce elsewhere. We'll keep supplying them, of course."

Gajsek nodded, then turned to Lukan. She didn't say anything, instead sliding over several photographs taken by Eagle Eye, Rhyssua's first spy satellite. It showed a fleet of Raj ships heading for the Spokanian coast at full speed.

"The army units have experience with fighting in high-radiation environments. No official statement from the Raj government or the military," Lukan said, her voice flat. "It looks like a total mobilization."

All movement in the room stopped. Trying to stop his hands from shaking, Gajsek passed the photos to General Sirk. Gajsek took a deep breath, then let his arms rest on the conference table.

"Here's what I want to do," he said, turning back to Sirk and the other Generals. "One, ready the Iron Dome. Better safe than sorry. Two, dispatch five submarines to monitor the Raj fleet. Tell them to keep quiet and keep their distance; if we do this right the Raj doesn't need to know. Three, step up our involvement. I want some of the Dassault IV's ready to go, along with some Sea Harriers and Eurofighters. Redirect our surface fleet and send a flotilla to hover off the coast, to provide a friendly landing spot for them."

The Generals nodded, then got up and left the conference room to carry out their orders. Gajsek turned to the Secretary of State.

"Install some listening equipment at our embassy," he ordered. "We need to know about these things before they happen."

Under his breath, Gajsek muttered, "some slap on the wrist this is turning out to be."

Official Statement of the People's Confederation of Rhyssua

The People's Confederation humbly requests that the Theocracy of the Dutch Corporatist States assist with the nuclear relief effort, since their own forces aren't properly trained for search-and-rescue and other duties related to disaster relief. The People's Confederation will of course continue to supply the basecamp.

[The Federation of Spokane]

Chattaroy Exclusion Zone
Team Delta had finally arrived late last night with the excuse that the Sardini Ambassador wouldn’t let them leave for some reason, and they had to kick some Sardini butt. Said Team Delta was currently wading through the rubble in Hazmat suits, looking for any evidence of terrorist involvement as Agent Emerald King suddenly reached the former main power room, where they noticed the dead bodies of top black flag agents, one who looked like they had been shot after pressing the SCRAM button. Suddenly One of the agents recognized the dead man, who had been at a conference with him years and years ago and shouted “STOP! He’s not a black flag Agent...he worked for the Rhyssuan Government as a spy.”
Medical Lake
The Spokane Fortress was in chaos, first receiving some pertinent documents and then the nuclear meltdown. Currently Prince William was screaming at his aged father as his younger brother tried to hold back William.
Spokane Armed Forces Camp
John began wielding his armed machine gun as he heard a noise coming from the south and barked “Who’s there!”

[Rhyssua]

Onboard the NPC Solidarity

Captain Alexander Kozel stepped onto the bridge and waved away his officers' salutes. Kozel had to duck as he entered; being six-foot three had almost caused the navy to reject his application to the submarine fleet. For some reason, they'd let him join, condemning Kozel to a lifetime of hitting his head on doorways. He was convinced that it was the reason for his bald spot.

"What have we got?" he asked, directing the question to his first officer.

"They're not doing anything out of the ordinary," his first officer said, glancing at the map spread out across the table. A dense collection of red dots represented the Raj fleet, while five gold triangles marked the position of the subs dispatched to keep an eye on them.

"If they do," his first officer continued. "We'll know about it."

[British St Helena]

Vanguard class Battleship, RRNS Conqueror, Flagship of Taskforce Red, Vice Admiral Horatio Hornblower commanding:
The Bridge was bustling with activity, the fleet had just completed loading up the equipment and troops of 1/5 of the Royal Army and were departing the port to sail to Spokane. The Vice Admiral was standing at the front of the bridge, his hands clasped behind him. He was extremely young for an Admiral, just 39 years old however he had already proven himself as a tactical and strategic mastermind and is the protégé of Admiral Tyndall who commands the flagship of the fleet RRNS Vanguard.

An officer behind him called out. "Vice Admiral, I think you would like to see this. Sir." The Vice Admiral turns and walks over. "What's the problem Styles?" Styles gestures to the screen. On it is a lone contact. "Just came up sir, looks like the bugger-" The Vice Admiral glowers at Styles. "I mean contact, is monitoring us. Probably don't like that were on the move sir." The Vice Admiral responds "Yes I believe you are correct, do they know that we have detected them?" Styles shakes his head. "They shouldn't do sir, we aren't sending destroyers after them so they wouldn't think that our subs have em on their scopes." The Vice Admiral smiles. "Thank you styles, I think we should clear our baffles, don't you think?" Styles smiles. "Yes sir."

The Vice Admiral quickly contacts half of the submarines in the taskforce, (4 Astute class submarines) and orders them to stay silent and make for the contact, once they are within point blank range they are to increase to flank speed to run down the unknown submarine contact and chase them away from the fleet. The fleet will then change course to break contact with the spying submarine and then continue to Spokane once the path was clear.

The Vice Admiral then walks to the center plot table and watches as the submarines begin their operation, the rest of his fleet is in blue, the submarines in gold and the spying sub in red.

[Rhyssua]

"No. Absolutely not."

"Come on," Gajsek implored. "Think of the PR!"

"First Citizen," Gajsek's Secret Service Chief said. "With all due respect, that's just about the worst idea you could think of, short of launching a few missiles."

"Well," Gajsek said, a childish smile on his face. "You should be glad that I'm not launching any, then. Besides, the most dangerous thing in the area will be the radiation."

The Secret Service Chief groaned, recognizing the stubborn set in Gajsek's jaw. This would be a nightmare.

If you can guess what's going to happen, good job! If not, wait until tomorrow!

[Imperium of The Huron]

Huron High Command, Intelligence division.
It was an unusually busy day at HQ, dozens of men and women where busy coding and decoding messages, monitoring satellites, and writing out orders on typewriters, (the military was extremely paranoid about hacking since the great cyber attack of 03.)
Colonial Gray, the deputy chief of intelligence, had just sat down to lunch when a knock came at the door. "Come in," the Colonial said rather annoyed. Excuses my sir, the captain Jones needs you right away. " Captain Jones, isn't he monitoring the Spokane coast? " yes sir he is. "Very well private, lead the way."
At Captain Jones station...
"Are you sure captain, an invasion army?" yes sir, these imagines combined with the reports from our agents confirm it. General Anderson was puzzled, "But why would the Raj mobilize its entire military to fight a few rebels and terrorists? It doesn't make sense." Sir would you like me to inform the King? "Good idea Captain, and alert the navy, they my want a closer look."

[Madossa]

Corentin Lorenz was home after a nice lunch for Easter Sunday.

He'd met his Mother-in-law and his sister there, and they would visit the Square René Viviani, in Paris, had lunch, then visited the Tours de Notre-Dame and survey the recently rebuilt cathedral. Afterwards, he drove back to his apartment near the Eiffel Tower.

When he arrived home, he hung his keys on the holder, and glanced at the time.
It was 2:24.
He plopped down on the couch, and turned on the TV to listen to the news.

High of 24 C in Vichy... And now, to the Madossan Parliament. The parliament has been busy debating whether or not to reestablish diplomatic ties with the Raj and lift the sanctions, as though it has been commiting transgressions against the Geneva Convention, economic pressure has been increasing on Madossa, as a large amount of consumer goods, especially electronics, are produced and exported to Madossa in the Raj. This has turned public opinion against these sanctions, as noted in a recent survey of different government issues made last Friday...

Corentin yawned and finished off his latte.

...And the Madossan Parliament has issued that diplomatic ties shall be reestablished and that some sanctions shall be lifted. An offical communique shall be issued later today, presumably at around 4:30, expanding onto the information. There will be more information after the ad bre-

He turned off the TV, and went to call the phone. After all, he was the head of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Offical Communique from the Federation of Madossa.
_{Open Communiqué | Addressed From: Ministry of Foreign Affairs | Subject Matter: Economic Sanctions and Diplomatic Relations with the British Raj | Encryption: Not Applicable}
The Federation of Madossa has decided that, henceforth, the freeze of Raj Assets and the cut of diplomatic ties with the Raj will be reversed. The hitherto intent of the Federation of Madossa was to impose a punishment on the British Raj, for the violation of the Geneva Conventions. However, the Federation of Madossa, with the intention of improving relations, shall now hereby reverse the freezing of Raj assets and reestablish diplomatic ties with the British Raj.

[Rosnokutsk]

Siku arrives at the Rosnokusk Central Intelligence Kommisariat and immediatly strides to the office of his boss, Kommissar Cupun.
"Come in. Tell me, what do you know about the situation in Spokane?"
Siku raises his eyebrows and starts to stroll around the office as he tries to recall the events
"Well, there's a faction of rebels called the Fallen Angels, who happen to follow a marxist doctrine similar to ours"
Siku turns to the bookshelf in the room and taps on a copy of the communist manifesto.
"Then there is the Raj, which was called in for help by the current government" he turns back towards the Kommissar
"But that proved to be quiet the mistake, that has cost them dearly"
Then Siku frowned heavily
"And then something about a severe nuclear meltdown, but news about that is still unclear....also the Raj's doing if you ask me, it's certainly within the Viceroy's deranged capabilities."
"But suddenly the Fallen Angels find it's second wind and have a glorious victory, turning Spokane in a powerful ally for Rosnokutsk, right?" he peaked to see a reaction from the kommissar
The kommissar didn't look up from his screen and spoke raspy:

"You will organise recruitment networks for the Fallen Angels and weaponize them, as you have done in Somalia and the Kongo before that. We already have established contacts for you in the existing refugee camps and Rosnokutsk will set up a few of their own as well." The kommissar stopped to clear his throat and then continued a little less raspy
"The Lieutenant of the brigade will receive classified orders to be under your command, so you will have no shortage of manpower"
By now Siku has taken the seat at the desk.
"Funding has been seen to?"
"Of course, You'll get access to a few foreign bank accounts. You will receive the details when you're there"
Siku is already thinking about how this operation will proceed
"Look at me, Siku" The kommissar locks his stern eyes on Siku
"Rosnokutsk is officially neutral, so do NOT make a SINGLE mistake. We will NOT back you up if shit hits the fan"
The stare made Siku flinch and he looks away and nods slowly
There is a short silence that is again broken by the kommissar

"You leave with the troops as a radiation specialist"
"Wait, what?"
Now the kommissar is faintly smiling before he returns to his normal composed self. He stands up and takes a book from the bookshelf, " An introduction to Radiological Physics"
"I hope you can read fast, it's quiet a challenging read" Again a grin when he hands it to Siku
"Get to the Tamovska military airport, they are waiting for you"

[Madossa]

The First Counter-revolutionary Force consisted of 4 brigades, each consisting of 5,000 troops. The First and Second Brigades were sent East, whilst the Third and Fourth Brigades were sent South. To be more specific, the Third Brigade was sent 246½ kilometers south.

Corporal Davis Miller was homesick. He'd been away from his home in Madrid for 2 weeks now, and he was exhausted. The corporal was a veteran of the Normandy Civil War, and whilst performing exercises, he'd been whisked away on a transport plane to a military base, far, far away, to participate in some foreign war in some foreign place, with a name he could barely even remember, let alone pronounce.

As such, he was rather demoralized. The APC was driving on a stretch of bumpy road, and his sergeant was briefing the squad about the war.

He, desperate to get out of this situation, asked, "Why are we even here? What's the point?"

His sergeant simply replied, "Politics. I don't know, I aven't paid a bit of attention."

He sank down in his seat, and decided just to listen.

A large noise shook the vehicle.

"What the hell was that?"
"Was that..."
BAM.

Davis was thrown out of the burning vehicle, and in his blurry, blood-stained vision, saw the flaming APC turret propel into the sky and hit the ground. Gunshots flew around him, and he rushed, panicky, to find shelter. Any shelter.

He hid behind the large, flaming hunk of scrap metal that used to be an APC, and drew his M4A1 Carbine and blindly fired at the militants shooting at him. Davis saw his friend, Johnathan, bloodied and dead, by his side.

Tears swelled from his eyes.

Next thing he knew, he felt an agonizing pain in his chest. He clutched his stomach, and as his final moments came to pass, in his tunnel-vision, he heard a figure say to another,

"You Rosnokutskians are great fighters, ja?"

[Madossa]

"Sir?"

"Yes, Lieutenant Jedaiah Marks?" inquired Captain Jesse Lefebvre.

"We've lost contact with our 1st and 2nd Squad."

Jesse sighed heavily, whilst sitting in his office.

"Okay, well, then, uhh.. where was their last position?"
"Around 26 kilometers south of the rest of the Third Brigade."
"Well, then, send a few recon units down there and observe the position.. and, uh, we'll see."
"Affirm, we'll send a few down there and scope out the position."

Bzzt.

Jesse stood up from his seat and strolled out of his tent in his forward operating base.
It was rather busy out there, as logistic trucks pulled into the camp, full to the brim with ammo, food, water, and equipment. The captain walked past other officers and soldiers.

The captain met with his superior, lieutenant colonel Venerando Botte.

"Ciao, 3rd Company Capt'n?"
"We've lost contact with 2 squads under Lieutenant Jedaiah, 'bout 26 men."
"Va bene, I'll add it to the casualty's list."

Jesse nodded, and walked back to his tent.

He begin eating his M.R.E., and just as he tore off the top, the radio turned on.

"Yes?"
"We've found a group of militants next to the town there."
"Okay, don't confront them directly, but flank them. Send your other squads there on foot and take them out."
"Affirmative, will let you know soon."

Bzzt.

Jesse, looking at his M.R.E. disgustedly, sat down.

[American Pere Housh]

"Sir?"

"Yes, Lieutenant Jedaiah Marks?" inquired Captain Jesse Lefebvre.

"We've lost contact with our 1st and 2nd Squad."

Jesse sighed heavily, whilst sitting in his office.

"Okay, well, then, uhh.. where was their last position?"
"Around 26 kilometers south of the rest of the Third Brigade."
"Well, then, send a few recon units down there and observe the position.. and, uh, we'll see."
"Affirm, we'll send a few down there and scope out the position."

Bzzt.

Jesse stood up from his seat and strolled out of his tent in his forward operating base.
It was rather busy out there, as logistic trucks pulled into the camp, full to the brim with ammo, food, water, and equipment. The captain walked past other officers and soldiers.

The captain met with his superior, lieutenant colonel Venerando Botte.

"Ciao, 3rd Company Capt'n?"
"We've lost contact with 2 squads under Lieutenant Jedaiah, 'bout 26 men."
"Va bene, I'll add it to the casualty's list."

Jesse nodded, and walked back to his tent.

He begin eating his M.R.E., and just as he tore off the top, the radio turned on.

"Yes?"
"We've found a group of militants next to the town there."
"Okay, don't confront them directly, but flank them. Send your other squads there on foot and take them out."
"Affirmative, will let you know soon."

Bzzt.

Jesse, looking at his M.R.E. disgustedly, sat down.

6 AH-64 Apache attack helicopters were on patrol when the lead pilot spots what looks to be a Madossan convoy being ambushed by unknown assailants. He radios the officer in charge of the convoy on a secure channel asking if they need any assistance down there.

[Madossa]

"Sir?"

"Yes, Lieutenant Jedaiah Marks?" inquired Captain Jesse Lefebvre.

"We've lost contact with our 1st and 2nd Squad."

Jesse sighed heavily, whilst sitting in his office.

"Okay, well, then, uhh.. where was their last position?"
"Around 26 kilometers south of the rest of the Third Brigade."
"Well, then, send a few recon units down there and observe the position.. and, uh, we'll see."
"Affirm, we'll send a few down there and scope out the position."

Bzzt.

Jesse stood up from his seat and strolled out of his tent in his forward operating base.
It was rather busy out there, as logistic trucks pulled into the camp, full to the brim with ammo, food, water, and equipment. The captain walked past other officers and soldiers.

The captain met with his superior, lieutenant colonel Venerando Botte.

"Ciao, 3rd Company Capt'n?"
"We've lost contact with 2 squads under Lieutenant Jedaiah, 'bout 26 men."
"Va bene, I'll add it to the casualty's list."

Jesse nodded, and walked back to his tent.

He begin eating his M.R.E., and just as he tore off the top, the radio turned on.

"Yes?"
"We've found a group of militants next to the town there."
"Okay, don't confront them directly, but flank them. Send your other squads there on foot and take them out."
"Affirmative, will let you know soon."

Bzzt.

Jesse, looking at his M.R.E. disgustedly, sat down.

6 AH-64 Apache attack helicopters were on patrol when the lead pilot spots what looks to be a Madossan convoy being ambushed by unknown assailants. He radios the officer in charge of the convoy on a secure channel asking if they need any assistance down there.

"Yes! Holy shit, we need assistance! There's an entire company's worth of men here.. We've lost contact with our 1st squad, please send help!

[American Pere Housh]

6 AH-64 Apache attack helicopters were on patrol when the lead pilot spots what looks to be a Madossan convoy being ambushed by unknown assailants. He radios the officer in charge of the convoy on a secure channel asking if they need any assistance down there.

"Yes! Holy shit, we need assistance! There's an entire company's worth of men here.. We've lost contact with our 1st squad, please send help!

The six Apache attack helicopters move in to assist the Madossan troops by lay down heavy suppression fire with their 30mm chain guns and rockets on the attackers. The lead pilot radios the Madossan commander over a secure channel, "We got you covered commander, laying down heavy fire on enemy positions. We have spotted your 1st squad and they appeared to be pinned down by heavy enemy fire. Wait a sec, we seeing some flashes off a mirror. Looks to be morse code, they saying that their radio has been knocked out and they need assistance immediately. 3 helis will assist in your advance to help 1st Squad while the other 3 will say with 1st squad and keep the enemy pinned down. Tiger 1-1 out."

[Madossa]

"Yes! Holy shit, we need assistance! There's an entire company's worth of men here.. We've lost contact with our 1st squad, please send help!

The six Apache attack helicopters move in to assist the Madossan troops by lay down heavy suppression fire with their 30mm chain guns and rockets on the attackers. The lead pilot radios the Madossan commander over a secure channel, "We got you covered commander, laying down heavy fire on enemy positions. We have spotted your 1st squad and they appeared to be pinned down by heavy enemy fire. Wait a sec, we seeing some flashes off a mirror. Looks to be morse code, they saying that their radio has been knocked out and they need assistance immediately. 3 helis will assist in your advance to help 1st Squad while the other 3 will say with 1st squad and keep the enemy pinned down. Tiger 1-1 out."

Private Mitchell Whelan was not having a good day. At all. While escorting a Madossan convoy, a group of militants had ambushed them with RPGs and machine gun fire. Worst of all, his radio had been broken, and he could not contact the rest of his platoon.

All of a sudden, 6 large helicopters appeared out of what he thought was thin air, coming straight towards him

Struth! Why? Why? He through to himself as he laid down suppressing fire against the militants.

The 6 (what he finally identified as Apaches) Apaches started firing upon the enemy position, and the roar of the choppers, the firing of machine guns, and the deafening blast was so loud, he reckoned he could hear it from Perth.

A helicopter swung around, and he identified their logo as Pere House helicopters.

Friendlies.

Realizing this, he desperately flashed the side view mirror on the left of his truck, attempting to speak in morse code, hoping they'd recognize it.

[American Pere Housh]

The six Apache attack helicopters move in to assist the Madossan troops by lay down heavy suppression fire with their 30mm chain guns and rockets on the attackers. The lead pilot radios the Madossan commander over a secure channel, "We got you covered commander, laying down heavy fire on enemy positions. We have spotted your 1st squad and they appeared to be pinned down by heavy enemy fire. Wait a sec, we seeing some flashes off a mirror. Looks to be morse code, they saying that their radio has been knocked out and they need assistance immediately. 3 helis will assist in your advance to help 1st Squad while the other 3 will say with 1st squad and keep the enemy pinned down. Tiger 1-1 out."

Private Mitchell Whelan was not having a good day. At all. While escorting a Madossan convoy, a group of militants had ambushed them with RPGs and machine gun fire. Worst of all, his radio had been broken, and he could not contact the rest of his platoon.

All of a sudden, 6 large helicopters appeared out of what he thought was thin air, coming straight towards him

Struth! Why? Why? He through to himself as he laid down suppressing fire against the militants.

The 6 (what he finally identified as Apaches) Apaches started firing upon the enemy position, and the roar of the choppers, the firing of machine guns, and the deafening blast was so loud, he reckoned he could hear it from Perth.

A helicopter swung around, and he identified their logo as Pere House helicopters.

Friendlies.

Realizing this, he desperately flashed the side view mirror on the left of his truck, attempting to speak in morse code, hoping they'd recognize it.

Captain Logan Rogers spots the flashes coming from one of the trucks sees that it is morse code. He uses the lights on the helicopters to send a message back,'Your company is on its way here, hold out as long as possible. We will keep the enemy pinned down until we have to refuel and rearm.

[British St Helena]

New Windsor, Viceroys House:

The Durbar hall was dimly lit, the lighting was turned to extremely low levels but not off entirely. 20 intelligence officers stood at the sides of the room facing the center. In the centre of the cold marble floor knelt the Viceroy in her ornate intelligence uniform, a blood stain was slowly expanding from her left side and blood was beginning to pool onto the marble where she knelt, she was injured earlier by a bullet piercing her side. She breathed heavily as her assailant walked towards her. She looked up but could barely make him out through the blurriness of her vison but she knew already who it was he was the Governor General, second only to her in authority within the Raj. He heled a pistol in his hand that was pointed directly at her, it was smoking from the barrel.

He spoke defiantly. "All these years Elizabeth, and you did not suspect it was me." a thin trickle of blood came from the Viceroys lips. She spoke softly and winced from the effort. "No...I did not." He let out a laugh. "A shame for you then." The Viceroy winces in pain as she begins to stand, she is unsteady in her footing but manages the effort. Behind the Governor General and in the rafters of the hall she noted the military personnel aiming their rifles at the Governor General and the intelligence officers. She gives a weak smile. "It seems that you have won." The governor general stands only a pace away from the Viceroy and levels the gun at her chest. "I have won."

After these words left his mouth the military personnel took their shots. The intelligence officers were killed or incapacitated instantly and the pistol was shot out of the Governor Generals hand and a bullet lodged into his shoulder. he screamed in pain and fell to the floor. The Viceroy looked down on him her brown eyes reflecting in the darkness, on her face was a small smile as she planted her boot onto his wounded shoulder. "Did you honestly think it would be that easy, Governor General?" he screams in agony. "Did you think that I had not prepared for this eventuality!" she forces the boot down with all her remaining strength and the Governor General screams again. "You should have killed me when you had the chance James." she is handed a pistol from a military officer. "I have won." and fires, killing the Governor General Instantly.

She then painfully walks away from the room, a military medic assisting her.

Official public statement by the replacement Governor General, Gabriel Lorca:
It is my solemn duty to inform you that Governor General, James Hyde. Was assassinated two days ago while carrying out his duties. He was killed by Fallen Angel assassins who have already been suitably punished. This act of barbarity shall not go unpunished, we, as a nation shall rally together in our righteous fury and destroy the Fallen Angel menace once and for all. Long Live the Raj!

Second Official Statement from the Raj:
We are pleased that in this day or sorrow that the Government of Madossa has decided to lift its sanctions against us. We hope that this is the start of far more warmer relations between our two nations.