The Fall [TWI Only|IC|Semi-Open]

[Havalland]

At the Havallish embassy, the guards stood ready as Samual went into town to sightsee and buy a bottle of Mokovian vodka.
Private Anthony was by the door when he saw a car drive buy, nothing suspicious until it drove by a second time, he got a good look at the passenger and looked to the corporal on his right.
"Sir I think we got some rebels" the corporal hushed him as the car was approaching again, "follow my lead".
the soldiers approached the road, two more privates had followed.
the car stopped for the soldiers as they approached the window.
"I'm sorry guys but your acting suspicious, we just want to bring you in for ques-" BANG Anthony looked over to private Kent holding his side, he had been shot.
Anthony and corporal Dan ripped the two from the car before any more shots were fired, dan got on his radio "Knight we detained two rebels, Kent was hit!"
Lucas was shocked "I read you, bring them inside" the knight grabbed the phone and dialed the Barron to tell him what just happened and to get the KBA down there.
a medic was tending to kent as the other soldiers beat the hell out of the rebels as revenge only leaving them be after putting them in the interrogation room.

Samuel was in a shop with one of the soldiers, he had passed by Emilia without a thought but she had an opportunity to get a good look at the two, Samuel paid for his items when he heard the chatter on the walkie talkie, a man was shot by a rebel, he rushed out of the store passing the girl again, he had to get back to the Embassy.

[Mokov]

During the next several days, as Emilia made her exodus from Nový Litkov to Nový Mokov, she passed by tens of villages, devoid of any inhabitants and burned to the ground, likely results of escalating KBA purges. When she enters the city of Nový Mokov, a Son of Mokov discreetly ferries her to the primary rebel base.

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Hearing of the rebel attack on the Havallish embassy, four KBA agents are deployed to collect the captured rebels. With them is a message permitting the Havallish to begin policing the area outside of the embassy, with lethal force authorized against suspected rebels.

[Havalland]

Almost instantly, a checkpoint is set up to search vehicles and apprehend suspects, the knight telegrams the HMS Warborn to return to havalland and bring back another squad and to get an tank put on standby just in case.

[Mokov]

Almost instantly, a checkpoint is set up to search vehicles and apprehend suspects, the knight telegrams the HMS Warborn to return to havalland and bring back another squad and to get a tank put on standby just in case.

Following these actions, rebel activity around the 'embassy' goes quiet for several days. One night, about two weeks after the initial shooting, a massive explosion destroys the left side of the building, killing eight people and wounding twelve more. The next morning, the Sons of Mokov take responsibility for the attack, claiming to desire the "foreign invaders" immediate exit from Mokov. The Royal State Assembly, backed by Král Ivan XII, has issued a denouncement of this act of blatant terrorism, and has officially put out a request for assistance in quelling the rebellion.

[Havalland]

this was the final straw, Knight Lucas sent a final telegram. if the terrorists wanted a real war then they had one.
within the next week 4 more squads to officially become a platoon accompanied by two tanks.
The HMS Elerhi, a Havallish destroyer had also come to patrol the waters.
The Havallish soldiers became much more aggressive, the KBA would get reports every time the havallish soldiers shot a suspected terrorist.

[Mokov]

In order to maintain public order, these shootings are covered up, although the whole time KBA agents are actively participating. This proves to be the final push needed to force the Sons of Mokov into open, violent rebellion. In Nový Mokov, the 'Army of Mokovi Liberation' is created, and the city guard either defect to it or are slaughtered. A provisional government is set up, run by a council of ten. Shortly after this, the 'Mokovi Democratic Republic' is declared as the official government of Mokov, and demands international recognition.

[Aizcona]

As the Ambassador's SUV drove through Nový Litkov, he couldn't help but be impressed by the beautiful architecture as he always was. It never ceases to amaze me how beautiful this city is. There are some things monarchies are just better at, and that is showing off the splendor of their home.

He mentally reviewed what needed to be said to and asked of the monarch as the car drove towards the palace. As the car pulled up a guard nearby opened the door for the ambassador. Thanking him as he got out, Ignazio Oñatibia walked into the building and followed the aide who led him him to monarch. He gave the monarch a slight bow of respect and took the seat offered to him.

After exchanging their pleasantries the two got down to brass tacks. "Your excellency, Aizcona is concerned with recent developments in your nation. As a friend to our nation and due to your location the Kontseilua and the Jenderrega are concerned about these rebels. These concerns have been heightened with this, Mokovi Democratic Republic, that has apparently been declared by these rebels."

Ignazio cleared his throat, "My government also has another major concern. There has been whispers picked up by our intelligence services that indicate that Brulafi is, fond of these rebels and the possibility of destabilizing your nation. We have no clue if this is happening or going to happen but we take that threat seriously, including the possibility that other hostile elements might involve themselves such as Thuzbekistan. Your monarchy is nothing more than a symbol to nations like these and they would love to bring it down. I understand that you have a lot of pressing matters that you must attend to with your recent ascendancy to the throne. That is why my government feels that it might be a good idea to let Estral military forces assist yours in putting down this insurrection."

The ambassador took a sip of water and put himself into a slightly more comfortable position. "The Mesder Sea Treaty Organization obviously does not have to be involved in this. Argus affairs should be handled by those within Argus. Thus you should not have to worry about looking weak before the international community, this is one friend scratching the other's back as others might put it."

He took out a folder and handed it to the monarch, "In here you can see assessments that my government has made and a calculation of what forces should be necessary. The Estral military is requesting use of some of your nation's airbases and ports in order facilitate the movement of troops and in order to provide air support for any Estral forces. It will be a small force as we believe the image should be one of your government triumphing over its own problems but Estral Steel will guide your forces to their target."

Ignazio stopped speaking for a moment, "I understand that Havalland has increased its presence in your nation. I will be blunt, Aizcona does not fully trust that nation's military prowess or ability to conduct effective operations. My government has requested that any foreign involvement be reported to our military if you allow Aizcona to help you. Along with that we would request that any operations against these rebels be run past Estral forces. This combat will be less about the actual fighting and more about the image we present to the world. How does that saying go in English? One must break a few eggs in order to make an omelet. This will be the best prepared omelet."

[Mokov]

Král Ivan looks over the folder presented to him, sipping on an ever-full glass of vodka, only stopping to wait for his personal servant to refill it from one of the many bottles lining his office wall. "Interesting. Very interesting. Very well, I will allow this suggestion of yours to go into action. The ports at Niltiv, Hrad-Velz, and Litkov, as well as twenty airbases, will be allocated for your use. It goes without saying that all of these operations will be overseen by KBA agents, and I will require a daily report to ensure that things are moving smoothly."

As he speaks, another servant transcribes his words onto a formal-looking document which is swiftly signed by Král Ivan and handed to Ignazio. "Give this to your government, it is a royal act officially requesting Estral aid in this matter, and giving temporary control of those areas I spoke of to your nation." The servant holding the now emptied bottle of vodka quickly drops it into a slot in the wall, creating a rather loud clatter of glass on glass, revealing just how much Ivan has been drinking lately.

The man has only just turned 18, and yet he looks to be thirty. This crisis has been hell on his body and mind. Just by looking at him, one can tell that even if he wins the civil war, he will not live long.

[Brulafi]

So, they know my name, Barshad thought to himself. This was worrying. It seems he had underestimated the power of this insurgent group. After noting this, the first thing to hit him was the smell. It was repulsive. His brother had been a coroner's assistant, and had encountered a similar smell in a hoarder's apartment. The description of the smell, though Barshad had not encountered it firsthand, seemed to apply well to what he was smelling now. He had to give his all to not begin violently gagging. The second thing he noticed was the rudeness he encountered from the entry guard. If they did know who he was, shouldn't they show him some more respect? The atmosphere pleased him in a way, though. With a little training, these fellows could make fine weapons of regime change.

Upon being brought to the leader's office, Jartalef gave a curt nod and a fleeting smirk before launching into what he had come here to propose.
"Well, it's not so much what I want, more what you seem to need," he spoke with an air of education. "See, the Brulafis have been watching your little... operation." He waved his hand around to gesture at the building encapsulating them. "We thought you were doing some fine work until you got some of yourselves killed. We recognize your drive, and your mission. We love it, but we also know that the Sons lack a sort of... What's the word—Organization, yes. A formality, if you will. Right now you're nothing more than a group of aloof happy-go-lucky bandits, but that doesn't have to be.

"What do I mean? Well, let me get down to brass tacks. See, Brulafi has some of the best airborne units in the world, and some first-rate field agents. My proposal is simple: Let's help you out of that jam you've got yourself into. We'll fly out some agents to train your boys into a proper guerrilla group that's capable of getting this thing done." Barshad rapped his index finger in time with his last four words for emphasis.

"So, what say you and the Sons?"

[Mokov]

The insurgent leader eyes up the Brulafi, before standing up and extending his hand. "That deal works for me. I'm about the only one here with any actual military training, so what you're proposing would work wonders. Since we're to be working together, you should know my name. I am Major General Mikhail z Tesařík, Speaker of the Mokovi People's Council."

[Havalland]

After the civil war sparked Havallish soldiers have been wanting to fight, finally the knight had sent an offer
"Hello, I offer a proposition of aid.
My troops are getting rowdy and wish to be in battle.
I offer my troops to assist in your war effort. -Knight Lucas Howard"

Now they wait for a response.

[Mokov]

This support is gladly accepted. The Havallish troops are directed to the Paradz front to hold back the rebels in the wake of the destroyed Second Army.

[Havalland]

The platoon was on the march with two tanks in the lead, the soldiers are well armed and camouflaged for the environment of Mokov, the army digs in at the assigned front when they arrive awaiting the rebels.

[Mokov]

Days pass in near total silence. Finally, after almost a week, something happens. Just as a blizzard begins to roll in, a barrage of artillery fire hits the Havallish lines, wreaking havoc with both explosive and gas shells.

[Havalland]

As the artillery rained on their position the Havallish soldiers fired artillery back, mortar shells mainly.
The Havallish army used a blitzkrieg style tactic.
A Havallish aircraft attacks the enemy position and the army assaults with tanks and infantry.

[Mokov]

The rebel army holds strong for over an hour, until finally, the center of their line begins to fall back under the pressure from the Havallish assault.

[Havalland]

The Havallish soldiers push forwards clearing up enemy troops some squads didn't take prisoners, others were sent to a temporary Havallish POW camp.

[Mokov]

As they push further into the center, the left and right flanks snap shut behind them, and the formerly retreating center begins to push. It appears that the Havallish have fallen into a trap, and as a result are now encircled.

[Havalland]

It would only be then when they realize that it was a diversion as an artillery bombardment pounds the rebels into the dirt breaking the encirclment and desemating their numbers.

[Mokov]

The rebel forces fall back in order to better organize their line in preparation for another Havallish push, while their artillery returns fire. Two lines of tanks charge in, in an attempt to break the enemy organization.

[Havalland]

The tanks are targeted by aircraft, Havallish tanks, and anti tank weaponry, artillery fire rains on their own artillery pieces from multiple directions, they are obviously spread out.
Havallish soldiers fall back to the tree line as the armor and aircraft destroy as many tanks as possible.

[Mokov]

The tank battle lasts for over an hour until finally, every armored vehicle has been either destroyed or disabled. No reprieve is given to the Havallish however, as firebombs go off in the forest, and a mass infantry charge slams into the Havallish line at the same time.

[Havalland]

There is no Havallish line, as soon as the rebels enter the forest they begin to be bombarded artillery for hours on end until the forest is no more, the Mokov countryside was being turned into a desolate wasteland, an entire forest was almost gone.
The Havallish division linked up with the reinforcement who had newly arrived.
Multiple Havallish aircraft had begun to napalm the rebels position, it was impossible to reach the Havallish without being blasted to pieces.

[Havalland]

After a day of bombardment as the Havallish army retreated, they decided to give up on the battle they clearly weren't going to win.
They pulled back to a fallback area counting the battle as a Havallish loss even though they left the forest a scorched wasteland sprawled with the dead of both armies.

[Mokov]

Following the battle, the rebel army digs a series of trenches, and four forts are thrown up. The People's Liberation Army, separate from the main Mokovi People's Army, has moved southeast, towards the industrial center of Hradec-Kolni, which has been left undefended following the destruction of the Second Army.