The East Osovian Civil War REDUX [Signup Only/MT] (IC)

[Imperial Rifta]

Sinda, East Osovia

The Osovian soldiers in Sinda do not stop the Riftans from starting their construction, but their visibly increased presence nearby serves as a warning that the Riftans are being watched. Still, construction continues unhindered by the Osovians. If there was an issue with the facility being built, the garrison at Sinda was not making it known.

"Those Riftans are up to something," Lt. Surkhurayik mutters to himself, keeping a personal watch of the construction sight from a distance. "I don't know what, but I intend to find out before it's too late."

The next day, two medical trailers are set up in the Riftans’ designated area, as well as tents for the personnel. Around twelve that day, the facility officially opens to the civilians. Guarded doctors walk through the streets, bandaging up minor wounds, and offering to take civilians back to the facility to heal more serious wounds. As the first few civilians trickle in and pass inspection, they are bandaged and healed, then are sent to a separate trailer to rest. Few serious surgeries can be performed yet.

[South Americanastan]

MILITARY ASSISTANCE COMMAND, EAST OSOVIA
AERIAL OPERATIONS GROUP
SPECIAL OPERATIONS WING-FIGHTER SQUADRON BRAVO

15 MILES OFF THE COAST OF OSOVIA

"Shit! 18 Incoming missiles, IIR!"

"You know the drill, boys, pull out all the stops."

The planes activate every evasive system they have, barrage jamming, flares, chaff, in an attempt to evade the missiles. Each of the South Americanastanian planes jam 1/10th of the Osovian bandwidth. The sheer amount of countermeasures results in a "wall" of chaff and flares being created in front of Bravo Squadron. They quickly move away from the missiles at full speed, narrowly avoiding hits. Bravo 6 is hit by an IIR missile, and ejects, swimming towards the raft containing the two bomber pilots and climbing in. The SAAF-SOW aircraft begin to climb up to the Osovian height, banking on their plane's high-altitude performance to win a dogfight against them. They fire 5 IIR missiles back at the Osovians, before unleashing a hail of .50 SLAP fire towards them. However, the Lakan aircraft are not forgotten, and the planes fire 9 IIR missiles at them, 3 for each plane, each coming from a different plane, and thus, a different direction.

MILITARY ASSISTANCE COMMAND, EAST OSOVIA
HUMANITARIAN, ENGINEERING, AND LOGISTICAL OPERATIONS GROUP
11TH ENGINEER REGIMENT

MADUSTAN, EAST OSOVIA

The soldiers of MACEO thank the Osovians for the crops, and take a break from laying tarmac to eat. Once the South Americanastanians finish eating the Osovian food, they return to work on the tarmac. Within 3 hours, the area is cleared, and tarmac laying begins, with 1,500 members of 15th Engineer Corp assigned to laying the tarmac, with the other 1,000 assigned to building the hangars. As the soldiers finish off the last of their food, Yellow 12 comes stumbling out of the nearby forest, covered in bumps, bruises and scratches, with one arm in a makeshift splint. He is rushed to a field hospital and treated for his injuries.

[Banqubya]

LOCATION: Banqubya City, East Wing, Media and Intelligence Room

The room was tight and cramped, with a table centered in the middle and a Banqubyan flag stuffed into a corner. Old and outdated papers from at least 10 years ago laid on the floor, scattered around and left to fade in the beaming sun that shown through a window. A guard walked in, grabbing some of the papers on the floor and deposed of them. He cleared the room and proceeded to move out the way when the President of Banqubya, Juan Franzderio walked in. Juan fell unto a chair which he then adjusted himself until he felt comfy. Unnamed (They are unnamed because according to Banqubyan law, the names of most military officers and their identical, are not allowed to be shared.) Banqubyan Military and Intelligence officers walked in. One of them, nicknamed "El Diablo" stared into Juan's eyes as he recited the message he spent hours remembering. "Presidente, I am sure that my team has already briefed you on the situation at hand. East Osovia is currently in a civil war. While East Osovia is far away from Banqubya in terms of distance, I believe that Banqubya's sphere of influence has grown enough to at least get somewhat involved. I believe it is of national concern that you allow my Intel team to investigate the situation."
"What exactly do you have in mind when you say investigate the situation?" Asked Juan. "First of all I think we should make contact with both sides, try to see what they want and what they are willing to give, which one shares our interests, and finally get involved. The Media team will start broadcasting stories about the East Osovia Civil war and countries involved. They will also reach out to both sides to interview and get to know the all deal with this."
Juan had a small grin, it was barely noticeable. He got up and looked at El Diablo. "Bem, eu dou permissão total para implementar seu plano. Boa sorte . (
Well, I give you full permission to implement your plan. Good luck .)" Juan stated as he left the room. Eventual El Diablo and his team left the room, leaving it to be empty and void of people once more.


The Banqubya Media team gathered around, as they read the notice left to them by Banqubyan intelligence. It would be their mission to somehow reach Prime Minister Azster Yorsagra and the East Osovian government. This prompted one of them to write a letter addressed to the Prime Minister and his government. It read

"Dear East Osovia, Banqubya has heard of the sticky and unfortunate situation you find yourself in? However Banqubya may be able to help. Banqubya would like to meet and interview with your Prime Minister and other important political and government firgues in your nation. We would like to shed light on this civil war to garner it more international attention and awareness. Please answer this letter whenever convenient for you

From, Banqubyan Press and Media Ministry." This was sent to the office of Prime Minister Azster Yorsagra

[Polish Prussian Commonwealth]

Public Notice from the Ministry of War of the Commonwealth of the Two Kingdoms, to all Reichswehr units

Due to the current events unfolding in East Osovia, it has been decided, after much deliberation, and with the approval of the Sejm and His Majesty, that armed intervention against the current government of East Osovia and any of it's foreign backers is decidedly within the intrests of the Commonwealth and her allies. All individual joint commands, as well as units already present within the Black Sea or in neighboring allied countries, are to carry out their contingency plans with all haste.

On that same day, an encrypted message was sent to all Reichswehr units operating in the Black Sea.

REICHSWEHR COMMAND
RECIPIENT: ALL UNITS CURRENTLY OPERATIONAL WITHIN THE FEDERAL REPUBLIC OF LAUZANNE AND THE BLACK SEA

MESSAGE FOLLOWS
COMMERCIAL SATELLITE IMAGERY RECORDED LOGISTICAL SHIPS UNLOADING VEHICLES AND PERSONNEL; FURTHERMORE CURRENTLY-AVAILABLE SIGINT SUGGESTS LAKAN AIRCRAFT ENGAGING IN COMBAT ON BEHALF OF GOVERNMENT FORCES. BOTH SUGGEST LAKAN INTERVENTION ON BEHALF OF THE GOVERNMENT OF EAST OSOVIA.
TO THIS END; ALL SURFACE NAVAL, AERIAL, AND GROUND UNITS ARE CLEARED TO ENGAGE LAKAN UNITS IF THEY INTERFERE WITH STRIKES AGAINST THE EAST OSOVIAN GOVERNMENT, PENDING APPROVAL FOR UNRESTRICTED TARGETING OF EAST OSOVIAN ALLIES. ALL SUBMARINES ARE CLEARED TO ENGAGE LAKAN-FLAGGED VESSELS AND GROUND TARGETS AT WILL.

AS STATED IN PUBLIC COMMUNICATIONS, ALL UNITS ARE TO CARRY OUT THEIR OPERATIONAL PLANS POSTHASTE.

BREAKBREAK.

---

Lauzanne
The orders were put into effect, and swiftly.
Large amounts of Prussian-Polish fleet assets were already present in the Black Sea, showing the flag in the ports of their ally, the Federal Republic of Lauzanne. Sending a brigade of naval infantry across the border was relatively easy as well, as was sending a good deal of aircraft and their logistical personnel. The Prussian-Polish land forces swelled, and waited only for the word to go into action.

The naval forces and air forces, however, were already in the game. A force of F-15Es accompanied by F-35PPs flew straight from their airbases, refuling at Ingrene AFB in preparation for final orders and the destruction of East Osovia's air defense grid. The submarines, for their part, went on the hunt, while surface assets opened fire, striking at symbolic or strategic areas in East Osovia with cruise missiles, with special emphasis on communications infrastructure.

[Countesia]

Bata International Airport
Bata
Reformist Controlled East Osovia

---

"Okay, Kiti. you're clearly as selfless as you are determined." Alex said as he watched he being patched up after she insisted that they kept talking about the conflict "We are here first and foremost to provide aid, training and advice to you and your soldiers. so never at any point will I consider myself in a position to tell you what to do. But I do suggest that we fortify this position. This airport is a central link between Bata and the international community and any aid they can provide. Any and all aircraft and air defences that we can spare should be consolidated here so we can keep cargo planes protected from Lakan aircraft. Also, you're going to need your own command centre and I can see plenty of empty buildings here."

"Once we've done this, I'm confident we can begin on training your troops. I have no doubts about their bravery, and all of them seem clearly capable of handing a gun, but being good at shooting is one thing. We should take those who are unfamiliar with proper firearm care through the basics, field stripping, cleaning and the sort. Then we can get to the fundamentals of asymmetric warfare, Ambushes, IEDS, supply raids."

[Laka Strolistandiler]

The naval forces and air forces, however, were already in the game. A force of F-15Es accompanied by F-35PPs flew straight from their airbases, refuling at Ingrene AFB in preparation for final orders and the destruction of East Osovia's air defense grid. The submarines, for their part, went on the hunt, while surface assets opened fire, striking at symbolic or strategic areas in East Osovia with cruise missiles, with special emphasis on communications infrastructure.

Comrades! We were betrayed by our very allies, our comrades by blood- PPC, for they have turned against their own kind. Let it be known that we will hold our ground, hold until our last dying breath! Today, comrades the sky burns!

Lakan airbase in the region heavily prepares for the coming invasion, dispersing personnel and equipment over a larger area, fearing attacks by both cruise missiles and enemy aircraft. They request to be allowed to use EO’ highways as temporary runways, as using a fixed-position runway may end up extremely terribly for them. For a brief time, changing sides and supporting the rebels is considered, however, with little to no actual technical possibility of pulling this off, the only honorable and reasonable way to protect the EO is by going defensive, hopefully, allowing the government to retain control over some of the area post-war. A code letter is sent to the EO gov:

MGY
SPEITEL STRATEGIC PLANNING CENTER
RECIPIENT: EO

NO EFFECTIVE WAY TO FIGHT BACK AGAINST THE REBELS AND THE INT-L COALITION. ONLY EFFECTIVE WAY- DEFENSIVE. ALLOW GOV TO REGAIN CONTROL OVER SOME AREA. NO ALTERNATIVES. ACCEPT- WE STAY TOGETHER.

REPLY CODE

The message is extremely short fearing interception and possible use of it as a propaganda tool by the enemy against the local population. We don’t want no trouble.

Some of the cruise missiles are shot down by base personnel-manned AAA installments, mainly Tors and Buk M3 SAM’s. Oddly enough the Lakan government sends a diplomatic letter to PPC, apologizing for the missiles and stating that “they just thought that the missiles were going for the base…

[Polish Prussian Commonwealth]

Some of the cruise missiles are shot down by base personnel-manned AAA installments, mainly Tors and Buk M3 SAM’s. Oddly enough the Lakan government sends a diplomatic letter to PPC, apologizing for the missiles and stating that “they just thought that the missiles were going for the base…

The barrage does not let up.

A few hours later, Prussian-Polish missiles fall on Lakanese air and missile-defense sites. A few hours after that, a short, brief message is returned, in a manila envelope, with no return address.

A small, blood-stained shard of obsidian flint lays within. A short message, encased in a second envelope, gives Prussia-Poland's reply;

---

As the first barrage begins to taper off, a brief, encrypted message arrives at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, or it's equivalent, of the East Osovian government.

TO: Prime Minister Yorsagra

Cease hostilities immediately and dissolve your government or we will pursue all measures nessecary to ensure your compliance.
- Admiral Giselher von Bern; Royal Navy of the Commonwealth

[East Osovia]

Madustan, Reformist Occupied East Osovia

The foreign soldiers, once ready and willing to aid the rebels in the east, have received their order to pull out of East Osovia. A small amount of arms, munitions, and other supplies are left behind as well as the newly constructed airbase. Loading back onto their barely damaged transports, the foreigners take back to the skies and return from wherever it is they came.

The departure has shaken the locals, the promise of aid vanishing before their eyes. But Rimma gathered them together on the freshly laid runway to rally them once again.

"The foreigners who have recently departed have their own homes and their own country to worry about," he said once all had gathered around. "They may not be fighting along side us any more, but they have still given us more than we had before their arrival. Now is not the time for mourning or fear, but for celebration! We have been gifted weapons to fight with, and an airfield with which to accept new allies! Steel yourselves, my friends. The road before us is one paved with difficulty and danger, but we are now more equipped to handle such things. We will persevere, and we will see our beloved homeland be restored to her proper beauty!"

Cheers erupted from the gathered mass. With their spirits revitalized, they quickly set about fortifying their village and new airfield. They dug trenches, made foxholes, and hid caches of weapons in easily accessed areas for when the government forces inevitably came. The Madustani people were ready to give the East Osovian Army hell.

---

Sinda, East Osovia

The Osovian soldiers in Sinda do not stop the Riftans from starting their construction, but their visibly increased presence nearby serves as a warning that the Riftans are being watched. Still, construction continues unhindered by the Osovians. If there was an issue with the facility being built, the garrison at Sinda was not making it known.

"Those Riftans are up to something," Lt. Surkhurayik mutters to himself, keeping a personal watch of the construction sight from a distance. "I don't know what, but I intend to find out before it's too late."

The next day, two medical trailers are set up in the Riftans’ designated area, as well as tents for the personnel. Around twelve that day, the facility officially opens to the civilians. Guarded doctors walk through the streets, bandaging up minor wounds, and offering to take civilians back to the facility to heal more serious wounds. As the first few civilians trickle in and pass inspection, they are bandaged and healed, then are sent to a separate trailer to rest. Few serious surgeries can be performed yet.

Sinda, East Osovia

The amount of people bearing injuries was staggering. The riots in the more populated parts of East Osovia were brutal, and the suppression of said riots even more so. Broken and fractured bones, deep gashes, embedded less-than-lethal projectiles, and a wide variety of burn injuries were commonplace. The injuries alone made it seem like Sinda had already seen war. One woman was admitted for her obliterated leg, the appendage having been run over by an IFV and lacking any decently sized fragment of bone.

All the while the military's watch over the Riftan establishment was growing. Soldiers glared or ridiculed doctors on the street. At one point a house call was found to be faked by an Osovian soldier, who took the opportunity on the doctor's arrival to drunkenly mock the medic and accused his mother of less-than-saintly behavior.

---

LOCATION: Banqubya City, East Wing, Media and Intelligence Room

The room was tight and cramped, with a table centered in the middle and a Banqubyan flag stuffed into a corner. Old and outdated papers from at least 10 years ago laid on the floor, scattered around and left to fade in the beaming sun that shown through a window. A guard walked in, grabbing some of the papers on the floor and deposed of them. He cleared the room and proceeded to move out the way when the President of Banqubya, Juan Franzderio walked in. Juan fell unto a chair which he then adjusted himself until he felt comfy. Unnamed (They are unnamed because according to Banqubyan law, the names of most military officers and their identical, are not allowed to be shared.) Banqubyan Military and Intelligence officers walked in. One of them, nicknamed "El Diablo" stared into Juan's eyes as he recited the message he spent hours remembering. "Presidente, I am sure that my team has already briefed you on the situation at hand. East Osovia is currently in a civil war. While East Osovia is far away from Banqubya in terms of distance, I believe that Banqubya's sphere of influence has grown enough to at least get somewhat involved. I believe it is of national concern that you allow my Intel team to investigate the situation."
"What exactly do you have in mind when you say investigate the situation?" Asked Juan. "First of all I think we should make contact with both sides, try to see what they want and what they are willing to give, which one shares our interests, and finally get involved. The Media team will start broadcasting stories about the East Osovia Civil war and countries involved. They will also reach out to both sides to interview and get to know the all deal with this."
Juan had a small grin, it was barely noticeable. He got up and looked at El Diablo. "Bem, eu dou permissão total para implementar seu plano. Boa sorte . (
Well, I give you full permission to implement your plan. Good luck .)" Juan stated as he left the room. Eventual El Diablo and his team left the room, leaving it to be empty and void of people once more.


The Banqubya Media team gathered around, as they read the notice left to them by Banqubyan intelligence. It would be their mission to somehow reach Prime Minister Azster Yorsagra and the East Osovian government. This prompted one of them to write a letter addressed to the Prime Minister and his government. It read

"Dear East Osovia, Banqubya has heard of the sticky and unfortunate situation you find yourself in? However Banqubya may be able to help. Banqubya would like to meet and interview with your Prime Minister and other important political and government firgues in your nation. We would like to shed light on this civil war to garner it more international attention and awareness. Please answer this letter whenever convenient for you

From, Banqubyan Press and Media Ministry." This was sent to the office of Prime Minister Azster Yorsagra

Banqubya City, Banqubya

A letter from East Osovia returns quickly, it's contents short but affirmative:

Banqubyan Press and Media Ministry,

While we are occupied with the logistic of ending the threat of these anarchic terrorist, we will always make time to exchange dialogue with potential allies. Your request for an interview with the Prime Minister of East Osovia, Azster Yorsagra, has been accepted. We will be waiting for your your arrival in Tanai-Danu in the coming days. If there are any accommodations needed please let us know.

East Osovian Office of Foreign Relations

---

Bata International Airport
Bata
Reformist Controlled East Osovia

---

"Okay, Kiti. you're clearly as selfless as you are determined." Alex said as he watched he being patched up after she insisted that they kept talking about the conflict "We are here first and foremost to provide aid, training and advice to you and your soldiers. so never at any point will I consider myself in a position to tell you what to do. But I do suggest that we fortify this position. This airport is a central link between Bata and the international community and any aid they can provide. Any and all aircraft and air defences that we can spare should be consolidated here so we can keep cargo planes protected from Lakan aircraft. Also, you're going to need your own command centre and I can see plenty of empty buildings here."

"Once we've done this, I'm confident we can begin on training your troops. I have no doubts about their bravery, and all of them seem clearly capable of handing a gun, but being good at shooting is one thing. We should take those who are unfamiliar with proper firearm care through the basics, field stripping, cleaning and the sort. Then we can get to the fundamentals of asymmetric warfare, Ambushes, IEDS, supply raids."

Bata, Reformist Occupied East Osovia

"Perfect," Giti replied with a grin. "Let's set up the fortifications and an HQ first, they being most important. The local museum has a fairly large basement, at least that's what I've heard. It may be best if we set up shop there. But if you have a better idea I am open and willing to hear it."

The possibility of victory was now becoming ever more real to Giti. With the help of these willing foreign powers, with an army trained in guerilla warfare, East Osovia could once again be a place of freedom and democracy.

---

...and then, all hell broke loose...

---

Public Notice from the Ministry of War of the Commonwealth of the Two Kingdoms, to all Reichswehr units

Due to the current events unfolding in East Osovia, it has been decided, after much deliberation, and with the approval of the Sejm and His Majesty, that armed intervention against the current government of East Osovia and any of it's foreign backers is decidedly within the intrests of the Commonwealth and her allies. All individual joint commands, as well as units already present within the Black Sea or in neighboring allied countries, are to carry out their contingency plans with all haste.

On that same day, an encrypted message was sent to all Reichswehr units operating in the Black Sea.

REICHSWEHR COMMAND
RECIPIENT: ALL UNITS CURRENTLY OPERATIONAL WITHIN THE FEDERAL REPUBLIC OF LAUZANNE AND THE BLACK SEA

MESSAGE FOLLOWS
COMMERCIAL SATELLITE IMAGERY RECORDED LOGISTICAL SHIPS UNLOADING VEHICLES AND PERSONNEL; FURTHERMORE CURRENTLY-AVAILABLE SIGINT SUGGESTS LAKAN AIRCRAFT ENGAGING IN COMBAT ON BEHALF OF GOVERNMENT FORCES. BOTH SUGGEST LAKAN INTERVENTION ON BEHALF OF THE GOVERNMENT OF EAST OSOVIA.
TO THIS END; ALL SURFACE NAVAL, AERIAL, AND GROUND UNITS ARE CLEARED TO ENGAGE LAKAN UNITS IF THEY INTERFERE WITH STRIKES AGAINST THE EAST OSOVIAN GOVERNMENT, PENDING APPROVAL FOR UNRESTRICTED TARGETING OF EAST OSOVIAN ALLIES. ALL SUBMARINES ARE CLEARED TO ENGAGE LAKAN-FLAGGED VESSELS AND GROUND TARGETS AT WILL.

AS STATED IN PUBLIC COMMUNICATIONS, ALL UNITS ARE TO CARRY OUT THEIR OPERATIONAL PLANS POSTHASTE.

BREAKBREAK.

Lauzanne
The orders were put into effect, and swiftly.
Large amounts of Prussian-Polish fleet assets were already present in the Black Sea, showing the flag in the ports of their ally, the Federal Republic of Lauzanne. Sending a brigade of naval infantry across the border was relatively easy as well, as was sending a good deal of aircraft and their logistical personnel. The Prussian-Polish land forces swelled, and waited only for the word to go into action.

The naval forces and air forces, however, were already in the game. A force of F-15Es accompanied by F-35PPs flew straight from their airbases, refuling at Ingrene AFB in preparation for final orders and the destruction of East Osovia's air defense grid. The submarines, for their part, went on the hunt, while surface assets opened fire, striking at symbolic or strategic areas in East Osovia with cruise missiles, with special emphasis on communications infrastructure.

East Osovia

The heavy fortifications in the northern most reaches of the country, encompassing the Russian border and the capital of Tanai-Danu, quickly became overworked by the sheer number of incoming missiles. Some of the Osovian defense systems managed to intercept their targets, but many missiles found and hit their mark. Radio and cell towers vanished in an instant, an ammo depot further north erupted in a great ball of fire, the main railyard in Tanai-Danu was critically damaged, and the nearby naval base's fuel depot went up in a flash. Several dozen aircraft, still on the ground when the strike hit, were instantly transformed into useless heaps of scrap.

The other parts of the country, not as well defended as the north, were far less fortunate. What few coastal defenses remained opened fire on the Polish-Prussian ships, but most of the formidable weapon systems lay smoldering wrecks from the earlier bombardment. Government offices were shattered, railways and communications severed, and the garrison at Hermona was hit hard. The attack came seemingly from out of nowhere, and in an instant both civilians and soldiers were in a panic.

Sinda also saw quite bit of destruction, with both the post office and town hall going up in flames. The local garrison was quickly rerouted from watching the Riftan medical workers to preparing a hasty defense of the city in preparation for an invasion.

The runways that remained operational began launching as many of their remaining aircraft as they could for a counterattack. 4 Kastrasman PD-3 maritime patrol aircraft, each guarded by a pair of PA-12's, sought out the largest of the Polish-Prussian ships and each dumped both of their Exocet missiles at them. The East Osovian Navy also slowly began crawling its way out of hibernation, with the guided missile destroyers NSD Bahazad and Drayagohar launching early and moving to perform a hit-and-run on the Polish-Prussian vessels.

But of all the destruction and mayhem that came from the sea, none struck a blow to the people as much as the destruction of the Royal Palace. The structure had only been around for just under three decades, but it was still a massive symbol of the beloved monarchy. Now it was little more than a burnt out husk. And even though the royals had fled the palace at the start of the war, many wept and wailed, believing their beloved Princess and her family had been been slain.

As the first barrage begins to taper off, a brief, encrypted message arrives at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, or it's equivalent, of the East Osovian government.

TO: Prime Minister Yorsagra

Cease hostilities immediately and dissolve your government or we will pursue all measures nessecary to ensure your compliance.
- Admiral Giselher von Bern; Royal Navy of the Commonwealth

After a moment of waiting, a response comes from Tanai-Danu. Its contents are not encrypted and are broadcast on multiple public frequencies:

To Admiral von Bern of the Polish Prussian Commonwealth,

The Osovian people have never tolerated subjugation by foreign powers. We have fought against the Soviet Union for the right to govern ourselves and will not surrender that right just because we have been threatened with violence. I suggest, for the reputation of your nation, that you cease such flagrant neo-Imperialism at once. Such bloody, filthy bullying is unbecoming of a modern nation. Have we not evolved past this?

This government was created by the people and it represents the people's will. Shall democracy only be valid so long as outsiders find it pleasing? What should happen if the powers of the world should find the government of the Commonwealth repugnant? Is it then in their right to force their own machinations on the people of the Commonwealth? The government of the Princely Republic of East Osovian has an irrevocable right to protect its citizens, whether from the violence of foreign powers or from criminals within the nation, for this is the duty of the government.

Your thinly-veiled attempts at modern colonialism are readily apparent to all with eyes to see and minds to reason. No attempts at diplomacy were made beforehand, no chance to come to a peaceful agreement was given. Instead, the murder of civilians and the destruction of a nation was the first response of the Commonwealth. We, the People of East Osovia, will fight to our final breath to protect our sovereignty. The only things you will gain through this war are bloodstained hands.

Azster Yorsagra, Prime Minister of the Princely Republic of East Osovia

---

Comrades! We were betrayed by our very allies, our comrades by blood- PPC, for they have turned against their own kind. Let it be known that we will hold our ground, hold until our last dying breath! Today, comrades the sky burns!

Lakan airbase in the region heavily prepares for the coming invasion, dispersing personnel and equipment over a larger area, fearing attacks by both cruise missiles and enemy aircraft. They request to be allowed to use EO’ highways as temporary runways, as using a fixed-position runway may end up extremely terribly for them. For a brief time, changing sides and supporting the rebels is considered, however, with little to no actual technical possibility of pulling this off, the only honorable and reasonable way to protect the EO is by going defensive, hopefully, allowing the government to retain control over some of the area post-war. A code letter is sent to the EO gov:

MGY
SPEITEL STRATEGIC PLANNING CENTER
RECIPIENT: EO

NO EFFECTIVE WAY TO FIGHT BACK AGAINST THE REBELS AND THE INT-L COALITION. ONLY EFFECTIVE WAY- DEFENSIVE. ALLOW GOV TO REGAIN CONTROL OVER SOME AREA. NO ALTERNATIVES. ACCEPT- WE STAY TOGETHER.

REPLY CODE

The message is extremely short fearing interception and possible use of it as a propaganda tool by the enemy against the local population. We don’t want no trouble.

Some of the cruise missiles are shot down by base personnel-manned AAA installments, mainly Tors and Buk M3 SAM’s. Oddly enough the Lakan government sends a diplomatic letter to PPC, apologizing for the missiles and stating that “they just thought that the missiles were going for the base…

Tanai-Danu, East Osovia

An encrypted reply is sent back in relatively short order:

EO TO L
NEED FOR DEFENSIVE ACKNOWLEDGED. WILL PULL FROM UNTENABLE AREAS. LINE OF DEFENSE PENDING SITREP. STATUS OF L'S FORCES?

[Banqubya]

LOCATION: Banqubya City, East Wing, Media and Intelligence Room

The room was tight and cramped, with a table centered in the middle and a Banqubyan flag stuffed into a corner. Old and outdated papers from at least 10 years ago laid on the floor, scattered around and left to fade in the beaming sun that shown through a window. A guard walked in, grabbing some of the papers on the floor and deposed of them. He cleared the room and proceeded to move out the way when the President of Banqubya, Juan Franzderio walked in. Juan fell unto a chair which he then adjusted himself until he felt comfy. Unnamed (They are unnamed because according to Banqubyan law, the names of most military officers and their identical, are not allowed to be shared.) Banqubyan Military and Intelligence officers walked in. One of them, nicknamed "El Diablo" stared into Juan's eyes as he recited the message he spent hours remembering. "Presidente, I am sure that my team has already briefed you on the situation at hand. East Osovia is currently in a civil war. While East Osovia is far away from Banqubya in terms of distance, I believe that Banqubya's sphere of influence has grown enough to at least get somewhat involved. I believe it is of national concern that you allow my Intel team to investigate the situation."
"What exactly do you have in mind when you say investigate the situation?" Asked Juan. "First of all I think we should make contact with both sides, try to see what they want and what they are willing to give, which one shares our interests, and finally get involved. The Media team will start broadcasting stories about the East Osovia Civil war and countries involved. They will also reach out to both sides to interview and get to know the all deal with this."
Juan had a small grin, it was barely noticeable. He got up and looked at El Diablo. "Bem, eu dou permissão total para implementar seu plano. Boa sorte . (
Well, I give you full permission to implement your plan. Good luck .)" Juan stated as he left the room. Eventual El Diablo and his team left the room, leaving it to be empty and void of people once more.


The Banqubya Media team gathered around, as they read the notice left to them by Banqubyan intelligence. It would be their mission to somehow reach Prime Minister Azster Yorsagra and the East Osovian government. This prompted one of them to write a letter addressed to the Prime Minister and his government. It read

"Dear East Osovia, Banqubya has heard of the sticky and unfortunate situation you find yourself in? However Banqubya may be able to help. Banqubya would like to meet and interview with your Prime Minister and other important political and government firgues in your nation. We would like to shed light on this civil war to garner it more international attention and awareness. Please answer this letter whenever convenient for you

From, Banqubyan Press and Media Ministry." This was sent to the office of Prime Minister Azster Yorsagra

Banqubya City, Banqubya

A letter from East Osovia returns quickly, it's contents short but affirmative:

Banqubyan Press and Media Ministry,

While we are occupied with the logistic of ending the threat of these anarchic terrorist, we will always make time to exchange dialogue with potential allies. Your request for an interview with the Prime Minister of East Osovia, Azster Yorsagra, has been accepted. We will be waiting for your your arrival in Tanai-Danu in the coming days. If there are any accommodations needed please let us know.

East Osovian Office of Foreign Relations

Upon receiving the letter from East Osovia, Channel 1's Media Crew (the station chosen to air and give reports solely on East Osovia and it's ongoing Civil War) packed their equipment, clothes, and personal luggage onto a Private Jet and prepared to board. One of the reporters, Andréa Estévez, sighed as someone passed her a stack of papers hidden in a folder. On these papers, it stated what Andrea's job was... Interview Azster Yorsagra in person. She gasped and then smiled from ear to ear. Andrea was filled with joy and Pride, knowing that she would interview a leader of a country. Right as Andrea was about to tell the rest of the crew the news, the plane started to take off. The flight was very long, around 21 hours. For the majority of the flight , the news crew practiced their lines, talked with the guards onboard, and slept. The Media office back in Banqubya informed the East Osovia Office of Foreign Affairs ahead of time that the Banqubyan media crew would arrive soon in Tanai-Danu (this was done Via telephone of the Office of Foreign Affairs).

The next day... the small plane landed outside the outskirts of Tanai-Danu. The News crew was escorted out the plane. Andrea look up at the sky, holding her belongings close to her chest. She and her crew waited for some East Osovian official to escort the group to the Prime Minister.

[Imperial Rifta]

The next day, two medical trailers are set up in the Riftans’ designated area, as well as tents for the personnel. Around twelve that day, the facility officially opens to the civilians. Guarded doctors walk through the streets, bandaging up minor wounds, and offering to take civilians back to the facility to heal more serious wounds. As the first few civilians trickle in and pass inspection, they are bandaged and healed, then are sent to a separate trailer to rest. Few serious surgeries can be performed yet.

Sinda, East Osovia

The amount of people bearing injuries was staggering. The riots in the more populated parts of East Osovia were brutal, and the suppression of said riots even more so. Broken and fractured bones, deep gashes, embedded less-than-lethal projectiles, and a wide variety of burn injuries were commonplace. The injuries alone made it seem like Sinda had already seen war. One woman was admitted for her obliterated leg, the appendage having been run over by an IFV and lacking any decently sized fragment of bone.

All the while the military's watch over the Riftan establishment was growing. Soldiers glared or ridiculed doctors on the street. At one point a house call was found to be faked by an Osovian soldier, who took the opportunity on the doctor's arrival to drunkenly mock the medic and accused his mother of less-than-saintly behavior.

After intense working almost 24/7, the doctors are exhausted in just a few days. Any insults in the street are ignored. No proud Riftan cares about what some stupid earthling thinks. Dr. Acula, the lead doctor was slugged by an Osovian soldier, bruising his jaw. His accompanying peacekeepers slugged the Osovian back, and the Riftans quickly hurried back to their rudimentary base. No serious fistfights broke out in any similar scenarios. More buildings are being put under construction, and so more medical surgeries can be performed.

[Countesia]

Bata International Airport Bata Reformist occupied East Osovia "That sounds like a plan, I'll also send as many men as i can spare to help your soldiers shore up any defences you're able to bring this way. Looks like you'll have plenty to do, so I won't hold you any longer. If your arm gives you anymore trouble let us know." Alex said as the medics finished up on Kitis arm. They gave him a nod to assure him she'll make pretty straightforward recovery. "We can accept your most seriously wounded for now, but bare in mind our supplies are limited." Once the airfield had been secured, Alex was fairly confident they would be able to start bringing in regular shipments of weapons, ammunition and humanitarian supplies to the reformist forces. He had also taken note that the air assets available to the reformists were lacking, so he found himself drawing up a request for some additional fighter craft to help keep the skies around Bata free from enemy aircraft. Outside of this, he had every confidence that Kiti would be able to turn her dedicated rabble of freedom fighters into a deadly guerrilla force.

[Lauzanne]

Somewhere off the coast of Osovia...

Now Playing Track Three: "Transparent Blue"

As the battle raged on below and in the skies, a loose formation of dagger-shaped planes cut through the skies effortlessly. Remi lead the formation, keeping her eyes out for threats. The IRST was scanning, the afternoon skies were dotted with the occasional cloud but the visibility was nevertheless excellent. Meteor Squadron was flying along the Osovian coastline when Remi's map display flashed a warning
"We're approaching drop point, ladies and gents." Remi said over the comms, looking over at Meteor Two, nodding back at her.
"Alright, let's start bombing runs, Meteor three through six, fan out!" Flight Lieutenant Alyuka called out on the radio, Remi seeing the four planes behind her break off to their respective directions. Each one carried sixteen small diameter bombs, and at this altitude and airspeed they could hit targets 100km away, which was a respectable distance inside the country. The Dracul as temporary Meteor Seven was carrying four low-observable cruise missiles, intended to be used against the primary Osovian airfield's ammunition and fuel supply. Four missiles couldn't do much against landed fighters except kill about 10 at max, but destroyed supplies could render an entire airbase's worth of them sitting ducks. The other four's doors now opened, releasing the comparatively miniscule bombs two at a time. Their wings folded out once they were clear of the weapons bays, intended to hit depots, known communication nodes, airfield runways and early warning radar stations. Although relatively petite compared to every other bomb in the LAF arsenal, even 100kg of bomb slamming into a radar dish and exploding can put it out of action for quite a while.

Remi watched the bombs drop from her helmet display, satisfied with the results so far. However, the appearance of three squares on her display, running lower than her and heading inland made her bring up the sight on zoom.
"Clear channel, I have three bogeys, heading 220. They appear to be flying East." Remi called out as the air between the squadron grew tense. After a few seconds, the radio crackled to life.
"Running ID now... Looks to be two Flatpacks and a bomber. Confirmed bandits." Meteor Two replied.
"Status of the bomb load?"
"All bombs and missiles away."
"Roger that. Meteors three through seven, engage in a slow follow. Meteor two, close to engage. Emcon." Remi ordered, her wingman flying in closer to formation as both of them increased thrust.

They closed to the edge of visual range, getting a positive ID. The larger craft seemed to be some kind of bomber.
"Looks like a PD-3. Clear to engage?"
"Clear to engage. Fox-twos and threes."
Bay doors opened, both of the fighters launching two A-MRM-2T "Misericorde" IR-guided missiles, targeted at the two escort planes. Given they used imaging IR heads, they shouldn't trip off enemy RWR and give them minimal time to respond, and also be less susceptible to radar stealth.

Remi and Ivanov kept their eyes open and weapons bays ready to go should the need arise. Three through seven were trailing behind, ready to spring with more missiles if needed.

[East Osovia]

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Upon receiving the letter from East Osovia, Channel 1's Media Crew (the station chosen to air and give reports solely on East Osovia and it's ongoing Civil War) packed their equipment, clothes, and personal luggage onto a Private Jet and prepared to board. One of the reporters, Andréa Estévez, sighed as someone passed her a stack of papers hidden in a folder. On these papers, it stated what Andrea's job was... Interview Azster Yorsagra in person. She gasped and then smiled from ear to ear. Andrea was filled with joy and Pride, knowing that she would interview a leader of a country. Right as Andrea was about to tell the rest of the crew the news, the plane started to take off. The flight was very long, around 21 hours. For the majority of the flight , the news crew practiced their lines, talked with the guards onboard, and slept. The Media office back in Banqubya informed the East Osovia Office of Foreign Affairs ahead of time that the Banqubyan media crew would arrive soon in Tanai-Danu (this was done Via telephone of the Office of Foreign Affairs).

The next day... the small plane landed outside the outskirts of Tanai-Danu. The News crew was escorted out the plane. Andrea look up at the sky, holding her belongings close to her chest. She and her crew waited for some East Osovian official to escort the group to the Prime Minister.

Tanai-Danu, East Osovia

Waiting by the runway was an armed escort, who quickly ushered Andrea into an armored vehicle and brought her to the capitol building. The view of Tanai-Danu on the way was...depressing. Smashed cars, broken glass, and scorch marks littered the streets from the earlier riots. Soldiers were omnipresent, leaving no street unwatched or unguarded.

Eventually the convoy arrived at the capitol. The accompanying soldiers led the Banqubyan reporter up the stairs and towards the Prime Minister's office.

The room seemed as though it could have been fairly opulent, had it not been buried in papers, hastily assembled electronics, and recently moved furniture. At her desk sat Azster Yorsagra, dark bags contrasted beneath her bloodshot eyes.

"Ah, you must be the reporter from Banqubya," the tired Prime Minister said, offering her hand for a shake. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

---

After intense working almost 24/7, the doctors are exhausted in just a few days. Any insults in the street are ignored. No proud Riftan cares about what some stupid earthling thinks. Dr. Acula, the lead doctor was slugged by an Osovian soldier, bruising his jaw. His accompanying peacekeepers slugged the Osovian back, and the Riftans quickly hurried back to their rudimentary base. No serious fistfights broke out in any similar scenarios. More buildings are being put under construction, and so more medical surgeries can be performed.

Sinda, East Osovia

With the recent strike on the city, Osovian soldiers quickly abandoned their watch over the Riftans to instead prepare a defense against a possible naval invasion. Hostilities ceased as a handful of Osovian soldiers began helping some of the more critically injured civilians get to the makeshift Riftan clinics. A few officers even spoke with some of the higher ranking Riftans to help plan a potential evacuation should the fight draw too close to their position.

---

Bata International Airport Bata Reformist occupied East Osovia "That sounds like a plan, I'll also send as many men as i can spare to help your soldiers shore up any defences you're able to bring this way. Looks like you'll have plenty to do, so I won't hold you any longer. If your arm gives you anymore trouble let us know." Alex said as the medics finished up on Kitis arm. They gave him a nod to assure him she'll make pretty straightforward recovery. "We can accept your most seriously wounded for now, but bare in mind our supplies are limited." Once the airfield had been secured, Alex was fairly confident they would be able to start bringing in regular shipments of weapons, ammunition and humanitarian supplies to the reformist forces. He had also taken note that the air assets available to the reformists were lacking, so he found himself drawing up a request for some additional fighter craft to help keep the skies around Bata free from enemy aircraft. Outside of this, he had every confidence that Kiti would be able to turn her dedicated rabble of freedom fighters into a deadly guerrilla force.

Bata, East Osovia

"Of course," Giti replied, "and thank you. You've given us the one thing we were beginning to run out of: Hope."

With the examination of her wounds done, Giti leapt up and began heading out the door.

"I'm going to get some of our more able bodies to help set up defenses and the headquarters we talked about. Feel free to inspect the city for any good places to shore up defenses."

---

Somewhere off the coast of Osovia...

Now Playing Track Three: "Transparent Blue"

As the battle raged on below and in the skies, a loose formation of dagger-shaped planes cut through the skies effortlessly. Remi lead the formation, keeping her eyes out for threats. The IRST was scanning, the afternoon skies were dotted with the occasional cloud but the visibility was nevertheless excellent. Meteor Squadron was flying along the Osovian coastline when Remi's map display flashed a warning
"We're approaching drop point, ladies and gents." Remi said over the comms, looking over at Meteor Two, nodding back at her.
"Alright, let's start bombing runs, Meteor three through six, fan out!" Flight Lieutenant Alyuka called out on the radio, Remi seeing the four planes behind her break off to their respective directions. Each one carried sixteen small diameter bombs, and at this altitude and airspeed they could hit targets 100km away, which was a respectable distance inside the country. The Dracul as temporary Meteor Seven was carrying four low-observable cruise missiles, intended to be used against the primary Osovian airfield's ammunition and fuel supply. Four missiles couldn't do much against landed fighters except kill about 10 at max, but destroyed supplies could render an entire airbase's worth of them sitting ducks. The other four's doors now opened, releasing the comparatively miniscule bombs two at a time. Their wings folded out once they were clear of the weapons bays, intended to hit depots, known communication nodes, airfield runways and early warning radar stations. Although relatively petite compared to every other bomb in the LAF arsenal, even 100kg of bomb slamming into a radar dish and exploding can put it out of action for quite a while.

Remi watched the bombs drop from her helmet display, satisfied with the results so far. However, the appearance of three squares on her display, running lower than her and heading inland made her bring up the sight on zoom.
"Clear channel, I have three bogeys, heading 220. They appear to be flying East." Remi called out as the air between the squadron grew tense. After a few seconds, the radio crackled to life.
"Running ID now... Looks to be two Flatpacks and a bomber. Confirmed bandits." Meteor Two replied.
"Status of the bomb load?"
"All bombs and missiles away."
"Roger that. Meteors three through seven, engage in a slow follow. Meteor two, close to engage. Emcon." Remi ordered, her wingman flying in closer to formation as both of them increased thrust.

They closed to the edge of visual range, getting a positive ID. The larger craft seemed to be some kind of bomber.
"Looks like a PD-3. Clear to engage?"
"Clear to engage. Fox-twos and threes."
Bay doors opened, both of the fighters launching two A-MRM-2T "Misericorde" IR-guided missiles, targeted at the two escort planes. Given they used imaging IR heads, they shouldn't trip off enemy RWR and give them minimal time to respond, and also be less susceptible to radar stealth.

Remi and Ivanov kept their eyes open and weapons bays ready to go should the need arise. Three through seven were trailing behind, ready to spring with more missiles if needed.

Coast of East Osovia

By the time the PA-12 pilots were warned of the incoming missiles, it was too late. They had only just begun to maneuver when they were hit, both fighters being instantly converted into fire and debris.

Seeing the destruction of its fighter escort, the lumbering PD-3 put itself into a shallow dive in an attempt to both move closer to ground-based defenses and allow the IRST system mounted under its tail to find and lock onto the pursuing aircraft. Once they had been marked, it launched both of its MICA IR missiles over-the-shoulder at the two closer fighters. With its missiles away, the PD-3 began deploying its chaff and flares, attempting to buy time as it got in range of friendly anti-air units.

[East Osovia]

- - - Indefinite Hiatus and End of RP - - -

Unfortunately things have changed in my life and I am no longer able to commit myself in any significant degree to NS at this time. I'm not going to be able to keep up any of my RP's (except maybe one or two slower ones), and won't be able to see this one to it's completion. For that I am sorry.

It is really hard for me to do this. I feel like I've failed you guys, that I've let you down. But I just do not have the ability to continue using NationStates the way I used to for the time being, and I feel like stringing you guys along and being non-committal to my own RP would be doing you all a disservice. You guys deserve better than that.

I do wish I could continue this RP, as even though it was difficult for me at time it was still tons of fun. Thank you all for participating, you guys rock!

-East Osovia

THE RP IS NOW CLOSED. THANK YOU FOR YOUR PARTICIPATION. STAY SAFE OUT THERE!