3rd Leersog Crisis (MT | IC)

[Syrvanian Republic]

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DAY -1

Earlier this morning Syrvanian Authorities handed a simple letter to the ambassador from Hetland, demanding the Leersog region to return to Syrvania. Large amounts of the Syrvanian Armed Forces began to mobilize to the border, awaiting the call to move in, ready to pounce on their Hettican counterparts. With around 12 divisions currently at the border and many more arriving by the hour, it seems as if it will only take a single match strike to ignite this stable peace...

ISIC:

The officers stood around the map, slowly moving small wooden pieces around, in an attempt to simulate their plans. One officer slid a small "Rook" forward, stopping St Ivyan. "We must learn lessons from the 2nd Leersog War, St Ivyan will not fall from a land attack, but an attack from the skies? It will fall." The men looked up from their sections, staring at the officer, his coat covered in medals of various campaigns and operations, all would nod their heads silently in agreement.

CURRENT FRONT

[Hettic Republic]

Hetland Refuses Syrvanian Ultimatum

Earlier this morning, the Hettic Parliament announced that they would refuse to hand over the Leersog region to Syrvania, citing Bressaria returning the region as being rightful Hettican land. Soldiers of the Hettican Home Army began to mobilize towards the border, however the troops themselves are seemingly purely a reserve force. Citizens inside the Leersog region have to leave the region, fearful that they may be killed in the conflict. With the Hettican army stretched thin, and supplies exhausted, it is clear to any observer of the state of Hetland's army...

But only time will tell if they can achieve victory.

[Syrvanian Republic]

Day 1

Reports today have arrived of the Syrvanian Army and Airforce rapidly crossing the Hettican border during the night. Members of the 1st Infantry began to engage a force Hettican Home Army at around 3:23 AM today, the first reported battle of the war. Although no reports have surfaced of major gains yet, however with reports of exhausted supply lines, and a thin force, the Syrvanian Army is purely confident in the war lasting only a week at maximum. While no naval battles have occurred, the Syrvanian Navy has been spotted formulating a tight blockade around Hetland's coast. With troops pouring across the border, the Hettican Army is entirely outnumbered. All across Syrvania, loyal citizens have begun enlisting in the army, ready to fight to retake the Leersog Region.

[Hettic Republic]

376 Miles North of Kitter Moer.

Exhausted forces of the Home Army had believed they would get a moment to gain their composure before they were attacked. It turns out they were wrong. Having been engaged by the Syrvanian 1st Infantry during the night, they entered a panic stricken retreat, as many other units did. From what one may guess they're retreating towards the Kitter Moer line. In a desperate attempt to gain an advantage the Hettican Navy began to plot out courses that could get them in a direct conflict with the Syrvanian Navy. With the airforce being scrambled to engage the Syrvanian Invaders, around 12 Hettican planes are shot down. Taking advantage of the situation, members of the Hettican People's Party began to hold rallies, gathering the fear stricken populace into believing them.

DAY 1 LOSSES.
Land: 58
Air Force: 23
Navy: 0

[Syrvanian Republic]

DAY 2

By the second day the Hettican front had seemingly collapsed into retreat in front of them. Troops entered the city of Skolgva nearly entirely uncontested. With the city of Skolgva providing most of the power across the Leersog region, the Syrvanian Army decided to destroy the power plant. With around 2.3 Million Hetticans now without power, it seems to most that Syrvania has acquired one of their major goals. With only around 237 reported deaths, the Syrvanian Army is off to a successful war, and we may just see them acquire victory by the end of the week...

SIC:
Somewhere in Pansk
The officers celebrated, ecstatic with the fall of Skolgva Troops outside the bar raised their helmets in joy, waving at the T-72s in the streets. Yet not far from this small bar, The Office of Civil Interest was busy. Aides scanned documents, tossing aside useless files, they were looking for something. Yet one document caught the eye of the aide, "Nightmare at Skolgva". Quickly scanning the documents the aide shuddered. The men had to leave Skolgva now.

[Iraq Armed Federation]

the Iraq Federation has most of the time been hanging about in the Middle East surrounded by the desert and mountains the nation has gone overseas mostly for joint training with other nations but has no overseas base so if they can't easily move any assets anywhere without a huge cost in a war involving themselves hearing the situation in Hetland it brings an opportunity to capture some land to set up an overseas base. so a mobilization force was set up the first group was gonna consist of 1 or 2 infantry divisions backed by an armored unit once they finally established a foothold in the country more units and equipment will be brought in.

First transport planes into the country were the infantry units with armor at the moment tanks being sent over consists of Type 59-IIAs, Type 69-IIs, T-55AMs, T-62s, and a few Type 96s and T-72M1s APCs consisting of BTR-50PKs, M113A2 BTR-152s, BTR-60PB a message being sent to the Syravanian military stating their intention and support for them and requesting permission to land at an airfield and unload their stuff.

[New Antarcticania]

Day four of the Syrvanian invasion.
12:00PM Local time.

The cameras and lights come to life around the podium, bringing down a harsh, white light hanging over the flag of New Antarctica streaming with the wind in the background.

For a few seconds, silence.

And then, a man with an average build and wearing a set of cheap, white, plastic glasses comes into view.
As he stacks and arranges a small bundle of papers in his hand. The image of the rather timid man organizing his papers is being spread nation-wide on national television.
Finally, he adjusts the microphone, clears his throat, and begins to speak..
Now playing...

"Citizens, workers, my fellow countrymen..."

"...This conflict begun several weeks prior, when the dictators of Syrvania began to amass troops and armor along their border with the Hetlic republic."

As of 94 hours ago, we have confirmed the beginning of offensive actions into Hetland by the Sryvanian armed forces. And these actions are continuing as I speak."

The man quickly flips the page on his script, and continues.

"The Syrvanian army is now halfway through on their march towards the Hetlic Capital of Kitter Moer.

We are seeing images of life under Syrvian aggression, Hetlic people brutalized, as their nation is crushed under the jackboot of their so-called 'republic'."

"As such, Syrvania must be denied the momentum, resources, and logistics it needs to continue it's war of aggression. The Politburo, with full coordination of our armed forces command, has issued the following majors...

One, the authorization of around-the-clock airstrikes by our naval aviation assets within the region, as they stall and destroy Syrian assets nearing the city of Kitter Moer.

Two, the authorization of Cruise-missile strikes against essential targets in Syrvia, such as power generators, government buildings, and so on.

Three, the complete neutralization of Syrvian arms imports and manufacturing, as we seek to demilitarize...."
....

APS Gommorah.
Combined-Theatre battlegroup 'Iber'
12:03AM

"CAT ONE!"
The aircraft catapult hurls the MiG-29KM into the air. As it's afterburners brings a brief, yet brilliant light over the Carrier as it surges into the dark skies above. As streaks of dotted lights pour out of her escorts, speeding northing towards the Syrvain coast.

Such is the scene repeated throughout the three battle groups of the 1st Liberation Corps. As Yak-44Es circle in the skies above, listening for any contacts with their ELINT equipment. The MiGs rush in to hit their targets, as dim moonlight is cast miles above them.
The targets for tonight are a mix of Possible axis of advance, Logistical hubs, and most importantly, Strategic hubs of communication.
They are backed with a mix of jamming equipment -- as MiG-29KEWs fly in with the fighter formations to degrade and jam Syrvian radars -- and Cruise missile strikes all along important buildings in Syrvia's southern coast.
Naval bases, ports, military bases.

As every Carrier Air Wing that the Antarcticans have surges towards the Heltic and Syrvanian coasts. Both sides would no doubt note this day is the day when the Antarcticans came.

The day when their liberation began.

[Hettic Republic]

Day 4

The Hettican Army is in a state of total disarray, large chunks of units deserting their positions in panic. Taking advantage of the weakened state of Hetland, the Hettican People's Party couped the Lingaen government, declaring quote, "A total war against the Syrvanian Dogs and their allies." With the loyalty of the army in question, "loyal" forces who would have otherwise deserted and fled have turned again towards the Syrvanians. With a newfound, albeit dubious reason to not retreat, it seems that the Hettican army has attempted to regain their balance. Yet with supplies spread thin, and wide gaps in the frontline, only a miracle will save the Hettican front.

ISIC:
Huddled behind crude defenses, a sapper runs by, rolling a spool of wire behind him. At this point most of Kitter Moer had been rigged, bridges ready to collapse, guns propped up towards doors, and stores filled with explosives. If the Syrvanians would enter Kitter Moer. They would fight for every single inch of it.

[Iraq Armed Federation]

The first group finally arrived in Hetland landing at a Syrvian-controlled airfield ground crew worked to get vehicles and equipment unloaded while troops hurried out of the transport planes and made their way towards armored carriers hopping in the BYRs or BMPs while most hopped into trucks and started the drive towards Kitter Moer with the tanks placed at the front and rear of the convoy and the APCs and IFVs in the middle hauling troops and support weapons such as mortars and artillery pieces.

Air support was just arriving with Mi-24V and Mi-24VPs just entered the country with MiG-23MLDs and MiG-21-93 jets following behind providing close air support were SU-25s and A-29s.

Iraqi forces were to group up with Syrvanian forces near Kitter Moer to take it in the meantime a plan was already drawn out the only thing left is message their ally their part in the plan and if it goes according to said plan they would be able to capture the town although casualties might be high but it’s a sacrifice that comes will urban combat.

[Macedonian Grand Empire]

Bagram Air force Base - Day 4 of the war
The two runways were full of activity as the imperial air force continued with its strategi airlift operation. More and more Abrams tanks were brought in as well as the HIMARS and M270A3 MLRS systems. The armament officers were busy taking inventory of the supplies and ammo for the imperial expeditionary force. The base was at initial operation capability as the imperial engineers were busy adding additional 5 runways at the airbase. The commander of the expeditionary force was General Norman Price. A career officer in the military whose expertise was air operations. He took stock of the situation at his CIC as the troops continued.

Status report:
- Runways 80% done - expected completion 4 days
- Rail line 65% done - Excepted completion 3 days
- Ammo bunkers - Completed
- Fuel Depot - 70% completed - Expected completion 5 days

As he was watching his status report the B1 lancers started touching down and taxiing to the runway. He was approached by Major Pavel Georgievski that oversaw the logistics of the expeditionary force.
- Sir, I have been looking at the ordinance that we have been issued. I do have to say that command has become very cheap. I mean over 5.000 tons of General-purpose bombs and all of them are dumb bombs, just a few MOAB's and the rest is just standard ammo.

While all that was happening, the imperial troops were completing the fortifications of the 30 km buffer zone around the airbase and port. Patriot and iron dome batteries were installed. The A-10 were starting the first of their CAS missions. In the air at any time were at least 6 F-15 on combat air patrol. Then the information about the Skolgva power station reached general Price. He wrote a telegram to the Surverian High Command
To: Surverian high command
From: General Norman Price - CO of the imperial expeditionary force
It has come to our attention about the situation in the Skolgova power plant. I am at disbelieve that your army will try to destroy an important civilian target. Instead of using the power plant for our needs your forces have blown it up. It was very shortsighted, and we ask you to try and show restraint in the future.
Also, we are informing you of start of operations of our A-10 CAS planes. We ask you to designate your targets and ask for fire support on the dedicated frequencies. Starting tomorrow we are launching B1 sorties so please send us targeting and location data for our bombing runs.

[Independent Republic of Boldonia]

ISIC:
DOD Building, Boldonia City
The Boldonian Secretary of Defense had finished with his work and was browsing around the internet reading news. He saw an article on the 3rd Leersog War. He took interest in it, seeing it as a way to give some much needed combat training to some of the less known air force units. He met with the president to sign an off the books order to send the air force, doing so to avoid a formal declaration of war.

IC:
West Florsid Secondary Airbase
Throughout the next few hours aircraft would take off from the airbase and head towards the front lines. The first aircraft to leave were F/A-18s loaded with AIM-120s to make sure the skies were clear, after that more F/A-18s carrying paveway bombs would scout out the ground and hit strategic targets.

[Hettic Republic]

DAY 5

Tanks roll and land burns as the Hettican Home Army front reforms, once wide gaps filled in with scratch units as CAS units begin targeting the Syrvanian supply lines. As the Hettican Forces begin to reposition rapidly, regions are rapidly rigged as their defenders' plan for the worst. With the land front reorganizing, Hettican high command rapidly turns towards the naval war, with naval elements readied to strike an attack on arriving forces. As multi-role fighters fly over Syrvanian positions, mass propaganda flyers are dropped, in a vain attempt demoralize their enemy. In the last reported Hettican Counter-offensive of the day armored forces began attacking Syrvanian positions near Kitter Moer.

SIC:

Notice to Antarcticanian High Command
From: General Klaus Engels
To: Antarcticanian High Command

As you would know, immense pressure has been placed on our southern fronts. However, as it seems, the Syrvanian Army has protected their Northern Front much lighter, and with a coordinated assault from Hettican-Antarcticanian forces, we could possibly rout them out of their positions under fear of being cut off and annihilated. If this can be done, it would allow Hettican Forces to rapidly take positions back from the invaders. We deeply request you and your general staff to look over this proposal, as it may be our only chance to defeat our invaders.

[Janpia]

Kartasian Sea - 1,800 km off St. Iyvan
Operation Autumn

Is moodin time

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Over the sea, the Magochyo 10th Naval Detachment sails forward to take on the naval dominance, master the Kartasian Sea, and destroy those who threaten Syrvanian Sovereignty. The formation is led by the 5x Gamerov-Class Guided Missile Destroyers who form the outer defense ring of the formation, while the 8x Hanschinburg-Class forms the middle formation. At the center, the Revolution-Class Aircraft Carrier and the Karasuvosch-Class LSDs maintain constant watch over the reports, as they continuously send patrol sorties into the air and managing the fleet. Just 200 kilometers ahead of them, AWACS watches the place, while patrolling Hisshins secures the skies, armed with AIM-120s and AIM-9s. This is topped with chaff and DIRCM in case of an attack or to block detection from any scouting hostiles, securing the airspace further and giving the fleet a heads-up of what is ahead. Under the AWACS radar is the MH-2N helicopters sent by various warships, which are deploying passive sonar nets and linking them to the Revolutsiya CMS in order for them to detect submarines or guided torpedoes, giving them knowledge beforehand. Noting the reports of the New Antarticanian attack, 4 satellite constellations were sent over to locate their fleet, while RQ-3 UAVs on the Karasuvosch-Class were put on standby. Checking the Antarticanian general attack direction and return, they may have an idea of their overall location, and where to start searching.

In the meantime, 4x Magochyo-Class Attack Submarine lurks along the cold dead waters, scattered somewhere on the ocean, way ahead of the fleet or AWACS. In dead radio silence, they actively hunt for any coalition ships, and report for any fleets passing by. Each individual submarine is far away from each other, given that a group of them may attract unnecessary noise.

[Syrvanian Republic]

DAY 6
3,000 Meters Above St Iyvan.
(Post agreed upon between me and Hettican Republic)

It was time. The Syrvanian Army has awaited this moment for so long. Parachuting from helicopters and planes, members of the Syrvanian 5th Airborne began to jump, initiating an airborne attack on the heart of the Hettican Fleet. Rapidly the force begins to move, fighting building to building, street to street, and hand to hand. Only a 1,500 strong the 5th fought on; losses racked as the troops desperately fought Hettican troops. By a miracle, they had pushed out Hettican forces from the city, however it seemed that most of the Hettican fleet barring a frigate and submarine had escaped.
Marching triumphantly through the city towards the abandoned naval offices, troops sang, gathering the attention of confused locals.

SIC:
The trio sat around the table, taking pens to maps, marking changes, captures, and victories. The silence of the small room was broken occasionally by the rumble of an allied tank. Suddenly the radio came to life, reporting that "The eagle has landed and vanquished the rats." The trio smiled, it worked and put a small change to St Iyvan. One of them set a watch forward, nodding as the others did the same.

[Syrvanian Republic]

(MGE Post)

Bagram Air force Base - Day 4 of the war
The two runways were full of activity as the imperial air force continued with its strategi airlift operation. More and more Abrams tanks were brought in as well as the HIMARS and M270A3 MLRS systems. The armament officers were busy taking inventory of the supplies and ammo for the imperial expeditionary force. The base was at initial operation capability as the imperial engineers were busy adding additional 5 runways at the airbase. The commander of the expeditionary force was General Norman Price. A career officer in the military whose expertise was air operations. He took stock of the situation at his CIC as the troops continued.

Status report:
- Runways 80% done - expected completion 4 days
- Rail line 65% done - Excepted completion 3 days
- Ammo bunkers - Completed
- Fuel Depot - 70% completed - Expected completion 5 days

As he was watching his status report the B1 lancers started touching down and taxiing to the runway. He was approached by Major Pavel Georgievski that oversaw the logistics of the expeditionary force.
- Sir, I have been looking at the ordinance that we have been issued. I do have to say that command has become very cheap. I mean over 5.000 tons of General-purpose bombs and all of them are dumb bombs, just a few MOAB's and the rest is just standard ammo.

While all that was happening, the imperial troops were completing the fortifications of the 30 km buffer zone around the airbase and port. Patriot and iron dome batteries were installed. The A-10 were starting the first of their CAS missions. In the air at any time were at least 6 F-15 on combat air patrol. Then the information about the Skolgva power station reached general Price. He wrote a telegram to the Surverian High Command
To: Surverian high command
From: General Norman Price - CO of the imperial expeditionary force
It has come to our attention about the situation in the Skolgova power plant. I am at disbelieve that your army will try to destroy an important civilian target. Instead of using the power plant for our needs your forces have blown it up. It was very shortsighted, and we ask you to try and show restraint in the future.
Also, we are informing you of start of operations of our A-10 CAS planes. We ask you to designate your targets and ask for fire support on the dedicated frequencies. Starting tomorrow we are launching B1 sorties so please send us targeting and location data for our bombing runs.

To: General Norman Price - CO of the imperial expeditionary force
From: General Tolbanov Aleskeevich
Subject: Targets and the "Skolgva" event.

The Hettican Army has been stretched along a series of fortifications in Kitter Moer stretching to both the Southern Coast and Northern Border with Ethosera, referred to as the "Kitter Moer Line". While a direct attack on the city could bring in, unintended events. A heavy coordinated attack in the line south of the position, attached below is a map showcasing the line and where a coordinated strike would be most harmful for the Hettican line. Little concern should be placed on the Northern positions, and unless reports emerge of Hettican mass movement, most if not all strikes should focus on oil fields near Ludow and the Kitter Moer line.

On the event that occurred in Skolgva, while we in hindsight understand the shortsightedness and will attempt to avoid destroying largescale civilian infrastructure. From what we had available at that time, the powerplant had been to power military factories between there and Kitter Moer, although with now present information, it can be seen that it was used for much more.

[Macedonian Grand Empire]

Bagram Airforce base 07.00 Local time
The on-duty personnel off the CIC were looking over the radars and intelligence reports when the radars showed the Antartican air force and 4 cruise missile on course to the Naval base. The commanding officer order get the general on the line. Prepare the Iron dome and Patriot batteries for defensive fire.
- General Price we are under attack. We are detecting a flight of Antartican MIG 29 on course for the port.
- Scramble the F 44 and F 22 if they do not turn back shot them down. Code red for the entire base.

As this was happening the ground crews were preparing the 12 B1 Lancers for the first bombing mission. As the bombs were being loaded the unmistakable sound of the air raid sirens were heard followed by the announcement: CODE RED!!! All personnel to their battle stations. This is not a drill!!!
The F 44 were the first on the runway. All 12 of them took off in quick succession. As the empire first gen 6 fighter they were confident of success. They were soon joined by 12 more F 22 Raptors as they took off to fight off the incursion.

As the cruise missiles approached, they entered the range of the empire Patriot Missile batteries. With the targeting data locked they launched the first of 2 volleys against the cruise missiles.

The following message was broadcast on open channel to the Antartican planes and navy
You are on course to imperial air force base Bagram and its port facilities. We are advising you to turn back before you are fired upon.

[Hettic Republic]

DAY 7

With the new front opened by the Syrvanians, something had to be done, and fast. Rapidly forces are deployed from the reserve, armed with whatever could be gathered. These essentially state sponsored militias began to march towards St Iyvan. Reports from cities across the unoccupied Leersog region have seen reports of "Child Conscription", although these reports are fiercely contested by Hetland. AMX-30s began to be abandoned as the rising cost of maintenance with most being rigged. Fears began to rise as Hettican stocks began to rapidly plummet, lower than they had ever fallen before. With the pressure tensing on the Hettican Government, outraged civilians began to take to the streets of Lingaen, calling for a ceding of the region. For Hetland, it seems as if they are only delaying the inevitable...

[Gonswanza]

ISIC:
As per an order, and per special orders, a convoy of heavily armored, well guarded trucks arrives to a set location. Or rather, that was intended, but instead, there was a simple van and several cars loaded with Gonswanzan infantry, dressed in civvie attire, but heavily armed regardless and ready for war.

As the group assembles, with the black van pulling up at the target location, a few of the infantry soon jump out of the cars, to secure an unknown package. It seems that their order has arrived, while elsewhere the rest of said package was arriving, being unloaded carefully by Gonswanzan operators who would move it from one transport method to another, just to keep things tight.

The strange leader, a woman, masked by shadow, soon steps up and lights a smoke, tipping her head down as she wore a cloak and shades. In the alley, she was barely visible, though sharp eyes could make out a sort of suit, perhaps, that cloaked her in shadow.

"Your package has arrived. If you wish, I can offer a glimpse of it. But the rest are being moved as we speak. I merely need the payment, so we can get this moving, quickly. Before others realize what is going on."

Straight to business, as one should.

[Syrvanian Republic]

ISIC:
As per an order, and per special orders, a convoy of heavily armored, well guarded trucks arrives to a set location. Or rather, that was intended, but instead, there was a simple van and several cars loaded with Gonswanzan infantry, dressed in civvie attire, but heavily armed regardless and ready for war.

As the group assembles, with the black van pulling up at the target location, a few of the infantry soon jump out of the cars, to secure an unknown package. It seems that their order has arrived, while elsewhere the rest of said package was arriving, being unloaded carefully by Gonswanzan operators who would move it from one transport method to another, just to keep things tight.

The strange leader, a woman, masked by shadow, soon steps up and lights a smoke, tipping her head down as she wore a cloak and shades. In the alley, she was barely visible, though sharp eyes could make out a sort of suit, perhaps, that cloaked her in shadow.

"Your package has arrived. If you wish, I can offer a glimpse of it. But the rest are being moved as we speak. I merely need the payment, so we can get this moving, quickly. Before others realize what is going on."

Straight to business, as one should.

ISIC:
One of the agents would step forward, followed by three CBRN troops, their patches reading "FORCE G | TO OBSERVE THE UNNATURAL" the agent stated, "One billion Donar in solid gold in those three trucks." The trucks had been covered in a thick grey sheet. Made to look like civil trucks, the only oddity being their rear tires being weighed down by the gold inside.

"Now there is only, one request from my... employers..." The troops handed him a series of clipboards, "You're free to glance them over, but in short, you're denying that any of us ever existed, and that you were only here for the diner." Holding them out, one could catch the glint of glasses, the only thing the Gonswanzan could see.

The troops remained silent throughout the whole exchange, they seemed to be looking at each other, having conversations even. Yet no sound was made, perhaps they had radios, but considering the fact they were having the Gonswanzan operatives sign documents that claimed that these men didn't exist... they could be so, so much more sinister.

[Gonswanza]

ISIC:
Quickly, the woman reads over the documents, prior to signing off. She then steps aside, as a singular briefcase is revealed by the soldiers who had unloaded it. With it flipped open, one can see its contents, but it was quickly shut after a short while, being stowed away in the van. With that done, however, she hands over the signed documents, before waving off the soldiers who then prepare to move the "package" to the secure dropoff location, where further processing should occur. Or at least, some method of moving it from one spot to another on a final journey into a weapon.

"Then I suppose that will be all, sir? As the gold is enough for us to handle on the handoff. No favors to ask, no special handshakes. Simply this and nothing more, I suppose. Unless there is something else you'd like to add?"

Just for the sake of conversation, though it had to be fast. Not that it was taking much time, the whole ordeal already eating up about a minute.

[New Georgia and the North Pacific]

ISIC:

“Ok, let’s get to business. Our ally Hetland is under attack, and we are assisting them, any opinions?”

Admiral hill waited.

“No? Good. We’re sending the 3 Helicarriers, code named the Dumbo Division. There will be the 60,000 troops and 800 tanks to support directly, whilst the 7th fleet fights at see. The intelligence services will also support remotely. Get to work.”

IC:

The view from South Manila was glorious indeed. Until she had to set sail.

Admiral Isla Morgenstern gave the orders;

“Set sail”

And with that, the Helicarriers and Battlecarriers were off,

[Syrvanian Republic]

DAY 8
SIC:
The trio sat in the bush, looking out from binoculars, one of them glanced down at a map "Сильно укрепленная линия, скажем, в 3 км южнее Киттер-Мёр?" One asked, glancing at him, the two others nodded. One backed up, gripping a radio and reporting the position, "We've got a highly defended position, 3 Kilometers south of Kitter Moer, too many tanks to count, large amount of infantry, troops dug in well behind concrete barriers, doubt a frontal assault would break it. Eagle out." The trio slowly retreated from the position, returning to allied positions.

It would take a while for the information to get to high command, but when it did, they knew what to do.
SIC:
To: General Norman Price - CO of the imperial expeditionary force
From: General Tolbanov Aleskeevich
Subject: Reports of deeply entrenched Hettican positions.

Information has reached Syrvanian Command of the Hetticans preparing for a possible assault 3 Kilometers south of Kitter Moer, they're deeply entrenched. With around 34 confirmed tanks, around 15 reported IFVs, and many uncounted transport cars, this force cannot be prepared to charge. Syrvanian CAS units are already being prepared to harass the force, however many of my fellow officers would be curious if you could conduct a raid on this position to allow our CAS to hit the more "entrenched" units.

[New Georgia and the North Pacific]

Councilroom A, Yellowstone House

The new Council filed in.

“Ok. You lot, yes you, are the newly elected Constitutional Council. Let’s get to work.”

The Chairwoman huffed. There was a man with a clown nose and a massive bin as a hat, with the label “Screaming Lord Crotch” present.

“Our intervention in Syrvania. Admiral Hill?”

Admiral Hill stepped up. She opened up the HoloDisplay.

“This is Plan A. We make some mild condemnations, and send a few weapons, helping and hindering no-one. We just stick around as peacekeepers.”

She pointed at the next option

“Plan B. We go to war. We send our forces, and more, and sweep into Syrvania. We attempt to brute force our way through, and annihilate all opposition. We use WMDs if necessary.”

She pointed at the final option

“This. Plan C.” She chuckled lightly, “We activate the Cerberus Protocol. CySec annihilates anything with a motherboard, we shut down power, the internet, missile detection/defence, communications, hospitals, anything, and I mean anything, we can take down to scare the civilians. We hold the ground in Hetland, whilst pelting Syrvania with anything we’ve got. Including our Intelligence services. We sic Article 19, SAD, SIS, and anything inbetween to assassinate, poison, sabotage, destroy, anything Syrvanian. We seize assets, launch a blockade, shut down the stock markets and just wear down morale, until they sue for peace. What’s the pick?”

The Chair thought about it.

“Plan C. Any objections?”

The man with the bucket spoke up.

“I suggest we buy lasers from the Almighty Lord Buckethead…”

The chair sighed, and nodded in the Admiral’s direction.

This was gonna be a loooong day.

CySec HQ, undisclosed location

“Cerberus Protocol is go, I repeat, CERBERUS IS GO!”

[Syrvanian Republic]

DAY 8
Force G Headquarters, [REDACTED]

The men sat around, removing their gas masks, all chuckling as they began to relax. One of the troopers smiled as he turned on the television, another recording of the front. Suddenly the feed cut, replaced with a message, "THIS CHANNEL IS NOT AVAILABLE". "БЛЯДЬ!" He said, standing up and hitting the monitor, "Viktor!!! What's with the damn TV?" Viktor groaned, taking off his helmet, "Just fucking turn it off and on again, unplug it if that doesn't work." The soldier walked over, turning off the television, and turning it back on. No change, groaning he unplugged the television and plugged it back in. "This fucking piece of shit! WORK GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!!!" Suddenly an alarm blared, looking outside of their bunks they saw troops rushing upstairs, putting on their gasmasks.

When they finally made it up the flights of stairs, their commander stood, saluting the company, "If you don't already know, all of our electronic devices are down. This is not consistent with anything the Hettican Secret Service is capable of doing. I offer the floor to you men."

One of the Sergeants stepped forward, "If this isn't something Hetland is capable of conducting, then who the fuck is doing this?"

The commander rolled out a map, "Ahem, do you see this? We have highlighted every single nation that has declared their support for Hetland. This one is the latest to have stated officially." He pointed at the Nation of "New Georgia". "We have reason to believe the attack originates from them, and that they are going to put boots on the ground. I want this base on max alert." With that, the troops filed out, returning to their barracks, one soldier on guard outside each of them. "Now hear this, the General wants every single canister of poison gas ready and loaded into supply trucks." Confused at the order, the soldiers started to move towards the supply depot, loading canisters of "Chemical X", "Compound Z", and "Skolgva Chemical" into the trucks.

None of the Soldiers knew what they were about to do.

[Gonswanza]

Councilroom A, Yellowstone House

The new Council filed in.

“Ok. You lot, yes you, are the newly elected Constitutional Council. Let’s get to work.”

The Chairwoman huffed. There was a man with a clown nose and a massive bin as a hat, with the label “Screaming Lord Crotch” present.

“Our intervention in Syrvania. Admiral Hill?”

Admiral Hill stepped up. She opened up the HoloDisplay.

“This is Plan A. We make some mild condemnations, and send a few weapons, helping and hindering no-one. We just stick around as peacekeepers.”

She pointed at the next option

“Plan B. We go to war. We send our forces, and more, and sweep into Syrvania. We attempt to brute force our way through, and annihilate all opposition. We use WMDs if necessary.”

She pointed at the final option

“This. Plan C.” She chuckled lightly, “We activate the Cerberus Protocol. CySec annihilates anything with a motherboard, we shut down power, the internet, missile detection/defence, communications, hospitals, anything, and I mean anything, we can take down to scare the civilians. We hold the ground in Hetland, whilst pelting Syrvania with anything we’ve got. Including our Intelligence services. We sic Article 19, SAD, SIS, and anything inbetween to assassinate, poison, sabotage, destroy, anything Syrvanian. We seize assets, launch a blockade, shut down the stock markets and just wear down morale, until they sue for peace. What’s the pick?”

The Chair thought about it.

“Plan C. Any objections?”

The man with the bucket spoke up.

“I suggest we buy lasers from the Almighty Lord Buckethead…”

The chair sighed, and nodded in the Admiral’s direction.

This was gonna be a loooong day.

CySec HQ, undisclosed location

“Cerberus Protocol is go, I repeat, CERBERUS IS GO!”

OOC: My guy, plan C is literally the worst option. Please reconsider before this goes fucking nuclear specifically because of you.

Edit: Oh, look what you've done. You've doomed us all now. Now diplomacy's impossible.