The Valuran Civil War: IC (Open Via OOC Application)

[The Corporate Alliance of Valura]

The Corporate Alliance of Valura

A nation in Turmoil, it is currently separated into five separate factions, each vying for different stages of control in the government. With the recent founding of the nation, many of the Factions have only wanted (as corporations) to establish commercial supremacy only over their competition. Due to recent fights between them, and the inability of the Federal Government to control them, they have snowballed out of control and into the soon-to-be capital of New Valus. Now, with the nation at its knees, it is up to the forces that be, and whatever external sources show themselves to be capable of resolving the conflict to do so quickly, smoothly, and realistically.

With the only non-mountainous areas of Valura being around the rivers, all major roads have been destroyed in the fighting and most of the factions have had to develop their own trade and logistical supply routes. The only advantage right now the Federal Militia (the group fighting to restore order) has is that only one of the factions wish to usurp government control from the actual Federal Government, whereas the rest only wish to buddy-up with the government. In addition to that, the Federal Militia also maintains control of air superiority and the rivers. However, how long that may last none can be too sure.

With new nations now joining the fight, free to join the opposing factions in obtaining supremacy in the commercial realm, or to aid the Federal Government, only one thing is for sure, Valura is in Civil War.

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[Vyrsar]

1917 Hours- Seliminas, Valura

Following the pledge of aid to the nation of Valura by the National Government, Vyrsar committed a small portion of its military to the effort to reestablishing government control in the country. Having been deployed some time earlier, primarily in the city of Seliminas until further instruction, the soldiers have yet to see any sort of action or sectarian violence in the country. With time, they suppose, the situation will reveal itself.


VDF Soldiers of the 14th Infantry Battalion walk down a ramp after being deployed by boat to Valura.

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2123 Hours- Seliminas, Valura- 2nd Platoon, Alpha Company, 14th Infantry Battalion- Operating Base Phoenix

Having been set up with the basics in an older disused military facility within hours prior to the first arrival of combat infantry troops in Valura, Forward Operating Base Phoenix is currently the largest and one of the only VDF Military installations in-country. Set up on a plain about mid-way between New Valus and Seliminas, it will undoubtedly be a major strategic point for the duration of the troops' stay.

The whipping sounds of helicopter rotors seemed nonstop to the soldiers of Second Platoon, Alpha Company. Ever since they had been some of the first troops deployed by ship at the FCNV port in Seliminas. The troops remained in combat gear, still awaiting the order that the first wave of men and equipment had deployed safely. It was still an unknown how violent the rebels were to Military Intelligence, nor could anything be said about how they would react to the deployment. The three squad leaders in the Platoon were kneeling down in a loose triangle, listening to the radio updates on how the entire action was running. Thus far, they could only deduce that everything was going smoothly and that nothing unexpected or even troublesome had occurred.

[The Corporate Alliance of Valura]

1917 Hours- Seliminas, Valura

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2123 Hours- Seliminas, Valura- 2nd Platoon, Alpha Company, 14th Infantry Battalion- Operating Base Phoenix

Having been set up with the basics in an older disused military facility within hours prior to the first arrival of combat infantry troops in Valura, Forward Operating Base Phoenix is currently the largest and one of the only VDF Military installations in-country. Set up on a plain about mid-way between New Valus and Seliminas, it will undoubtedly be a major strategic point for the duration of the troops' stay.

The whipping sounds of helicopter rotors seemed nonstop to the soldiers of Second Platoon, Alpha Company. Ever since they had been some of the first troops deployed by ship at the FCNV port in Seliminas. The troops remained in combat gear, still awaiting the order that the first wave of men and equipment had deployed safely. It was still an unknown how violent the rebels were to Military Intelligence, nor could anything be said about how they would react to the deployment. The three squad leaders in the Platoon were kneeling down in a loose triangle, listening to the radio updates on how the entire action was running. Thus far, they could only deduce that everything was going smoothly and that nothing unexpected or even troublesome had occurred.

Road from New Valus
22:00 Hours, FCA of Valura
Federal Militia 2^nd Recon Division
The streets were calm now, a few fires raged on along the city-scape, about ten to twenty kilometers away, FM forces are making their way by the light of the full moon down into the plains surrounding Seliminas. The two hundred men on the trail, flanked by their four Textron Armored Patrol Vehicles, make their down the many switch backs. Launching a flare up into the night, they make their presence known in the valley, soon enough, gunfire erupts on a distant hillside. Flashes of light dot the hillsides as both forces open fire on each other. The farmers have begun the acts of aggression against the Federal Militia. Hunkering down behind a rock, Lieutenant Josiah Brown calls in on all frequencies for support.

"All FCAV troops! We require help in the Seliminas Mountains just north of Birch Gully. Requesting artillery support be fired upon coordinates- 20^o and 32 minutes North by 18^o and 8 minutes East!"

A sudden explosion occurs in the microphone and the line goes dead, whomever is up in those hills, be it farmers or not, they have some heavy weaponry, and the radio operator sounded scared.

[El Cuscatlan]

OFFICIAL MESSAGE OF THE SHADOW BRIGADE

We, the shadow Brigade, bane of Socialism, can not tolerate the chaos in Valura. It went TOO FAR! Corporations are uncontrolled and no one supervises them, while they drink blood of the nation. This shall end now. Corporations have 24 hours to end their plight or a hostile actions will be taken against them. We suppose you do not like bombs exploding in your gardens.

Expect us!

***

It was dark night when Carlos Diaz arrived to Valoura. He was tall Latino man, with short beard. He arrived under the name of Marcos Inosanto from Argentine, a forged passport allowing him to move around the world in order to fight communism.
Diaz was always of fiery temper, man who loved action and killing. He was now shadow of his former self: A noble freedom fighter turned into ghost of venegance, having no mercy for communists. Diaz has fallen. He saw rising differences between him and his brother, but they were cooperating to send communism back into pits of hell. He was sure he will do it.
But now Carlos was not fighting communism. He was fighting unregulated capitalism - enemy as bitter as communism. But, he was ready to finish his task even at cost of his life. Diaz did not cared about his life. He cared only about his goals. And this were noble goals, but Diaz saw nothing wrong in achieving them with bombings.
Now, he sat inside hotel, waiting for someone from Federal militia to come and discuss overall plans with him. At the same time plenty of other terrorists, often with great guerilla experiences were moving to the county by various means. Diaz also planned to set up a big arms smuggling road to supply Federal Militia with guns and ammunition.

[Vyrsar]

Road from New Valus
22:00 Hours, FCA of Valura
Federal Militia 2^nd Recon Division
The streets were calm now, a few fires raged on along the city-scape, about ten to twenty kilometers away, FM forces are making their way by the light of the full moon down into the plains surrounding Seliminas. The two hundred men on the trail, flanked by their four Textron Armored Patrol Vehicles, make their down the many switch backs. Launching a flare up into the night, they make their presence known in the valley, soon enough, gunfire erupts on a distant hillside. Flashes of light dot the hillsides as both forces open fire on each other. The farmers have begun the acts of aggression against the Federal Militia. Hunkering down behind a rock, Lieutenant Josiah Brown calls in on all frequencies for support.

"All FCAV troops! We require help in the Seliminas Mountains just north of Birch Gully. Requesting artillery support be fired upon coordinates- 20^o and 32 minutes North by 18^o and 8 minutes East!"

A sudden explosion occurs in the microphone and the line goes dead, whomever is up in those hills, be it farmers or not, they have some heavy weaponry, and the radio operator sounded scared.

2200 Hours- Seliminas Mountains

The sound of engines and helicopter rotors ripped through the air as a trio of UH-1Y Helicopters and a single AH-64 raced towards the mountains. With the command left without knowledge of Federal Militia in the area, it was decided that the call for help would be better answered directly. As they neared their designated landing site, continuous gunfire could be heard echoing through the valley.

Two points were identified by the pilots. One, on the mountain, where muzzle flashes could be easily seen from the sky. The second was in the valley where returning muzzle flashes could be seen from vehicles and behind the vehicles. The four helicopters did one pass over before turning back and the three UH-1Ys began their descent. The soldiers inside anxiously awaited the signal to go.

The helicopters touched down, and the shouting began. The troops systematically disembarked, taking cover along the small ditch in front of them. The helicopters lifted back off, and the first few rounds came their way.

They were in the fight.

[The Corporate Alliance of Valura]

2200 Hours- Seliminas Mountains

The sound of engines and helicopter rotors ripped through the air as a trio of UH-1Y Helicopters and a single AH-64 raced towards the mountains. With the command left without knowledge of Federal Militia in the area, it was decided that the call for help would be better answered directly. As they neared their designated landing site, continuous gunfire could be heard echoing through the valley.

Two points were identified by the pilots. One, on the mountain, where muzzle flashes could be easily seen from the sky. The second was in the valley where returning muzzle flashes could be seen from vehicles and behind the vehicles. The four helicopters did one pass over before turning back and the three UH-1Ys began their descent. The soldiers inside anxiously awaited the signal to go.

The helicopters touched down, and the shouting began. The troops systematically disembarked, taking cover along the small ditch in front of them. The helicopters lifted back off, and the first few rounds came their way.

They were in the fight.

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Road from New Valus
22:16 Hours, FCA of Valura
Federal Militia 2^nd Recon Division
The FCAV Soldiers looked up as they see in the pale moonlight the silhouettes of 3 military transport helicopters inbound from Seliminas further down in the Valley land in a small open area just less than a kilometer from the pinned down FM Recon Unit. Opening up with heavy machine gun fire on the opposite mountain, the four APV's give covering fire to a small detachment of FM Marines as they move down towards the landing sight. From further up the mountain, several mortars have been set up and with a distinctive thudding noise, they begin to hammer away at enemy positions on the far side of the mountain. However, the Valuran Commodities Corporation forces or VCC have opened up with their own surprising twist, several converted harvesters mounted with thick armored plates begin making their way across the valley and towards a small gully spanning the distance needed to them along a parallel route with the FM Convoy.

2-Delta Squad, En Route towards Vyrsar LZ
Federal Militia 2^nd Recon Division
The soldiers of 2-Delta made their way down a small creek, bullets ripped past a few of them lighting small leaves and patches of dead leaves afire to only be put out in the damp cool undergrowth. 2^nd Lieutenant John Meyers of the Federal Militia 2^nd Recon Division looks out into a small clearing ahead. Looking closely, he can see muzzle flashes lighting up the forest, returning fire into the mountains withholding the enemy forces Continuing to make is way closer he can now see an advance vanguard unit from the Vyrsar military detachment just ahead. Calling his squad to a full stop he calls out over the span towards the advance unit," Over here! We're from the Federal Militia detachment pinned down further up the mountain! We need to speak to your commander right away! We have information regarding an enemy supply line in these parts that we were supposed to disable, but we're in need of fire support and medical help!" Waving his arms, he instructs his squad to conceal themselves in the foliage in case the Vyrsar troops open fire.

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OFFICIAL MESSAGE OF THE SHADOW BRIGADE

We, the shadow Brigade, bane of Socialism, can not tolerate the chaos in Valura. It went TOO FAR! Corporations are uncontrolled and no one supervises them, while they drink blood of the nation. This shall end now. Corporations have 24 hours to end their plight or a hostile actions will be taken against them. We suppose you do not like bombs exploding in your gardens.

Expect us!

***

It was dark night when Carlos Diaz arrived to Valoura. He was tall Latino man, with short beard. He arrived under the name of Marcos Inosanto from Argentine, a forged passport allowing him to move around the world in order to fight communism.
Diaz was always of fiery temper, man who loved action and killing. He was now shadow of his former self: A noble freedom fighter turned into ghost of venegance, having no mercy for communists. Diaz has fallen. He saw rising differences between him and his brother, but they were cooperating to send communism back into pits of hell. He was sure he will do it.
But now Carlos was not fighting communism. He was fighting unregulated capitalism - enemy as bitter as communism. But, he was ready to finish his task even at cost of his life. Diaz did not cared about his life. He cared only about his goals. And this were noble goals, but Diaz saw nothing wrong in achieving them with bombings.
Now, he sat inside hotel, waiting for someone from Federal militia to come and discuss overall plans with him. At the same time plenty of other terrorists, often with great guerilla experiences were moving to the county by various means. Diaz also planned to set up a big arms smuggling road to supply Federal Militia with guns and ammunition.

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Hotel Selina, Room 13-C
22:16 Hours, City of New Valus
Federal Militia 1^st Command Envoy
The ground around the hotel was littered with trash and refuse as garbage collection services had been overwhelmed and then shut down a week before. Looking around, Colonel Tucker Sherman of the Federal Militia frowns at the ghastly sight. Now setting his eyes on the task at hand, he looks up at the tall building in front of him. With his personal military honor guard escorts at his side, he proceeds into the lobby of the Selina, entering the elevators along the far side and making his way up to the penthouse level, floor 13. After waiting a good twenty seconds, the light above the door flashes and opens to the thirteenth floor.

Stepping out into the long hallway, the little alcove across the way held two doors, 13-A and 13-B. From within A, the sounds of late night excitement and escapades make their way into the hall, stifling laughter and holding back a grin, the Colonel turns to the right and marches down the hall, stopping at the next alcove and approaching the door labeled 13-C. Inside waits a military leader and known anti-communist Carlos Diaz. Though he had entered the country under the guise of a foreign identity, he was immediately identified as Carlos Diaz by the airport security filters and then reported on until he had settled down. Knocking out the first half of the code, he awaited the return to verify Carlos' presence inside.

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Illiara Weapons and Machinery Company
Faction Headquarters in Neelivas, Valura
22:16 Hours, The Main Board Council Room
The four men at the small table were obscured from the light by their wide brimmed hats. Cigar smoke lazily drifted up as one stood and addressed the others," My friends, my contacts within Resarget and the VCC have reported back to me, it appears we have some new comers upon our lands. A grave threat to our noble cause indeed."

With this said, a stir was arisen from the three others and their aides with them. Obscured almost in total darkness, the speaker who had been standing, began again," This is a threat to our noble cause, and it should be likewise destroyed. Our ground forces in Beloress and here, in Neelivas, along with the Fyrian Tank Columns, can all begin to move into the west and focus on knocking out the Federal Militia as they have their attention focused upon the peasants from the north."

Laughing, another man spoke," Glenn, have you not forgotten why we are out here in the first place? Because no one can reach us out here in the wilderness, how are we supposed to reach them? We have not the fuel nor ammunition nor missiles to do it!"

With this said, the other two at the table also begin to agree that the plan in and of itself is foolish, but the one still standing speaks again," Do not doubt me now Dimitri, I have just begun to show my hand to you. What would you say if I said I had been able to procure some geological surveys of the area around here and the mineralogical compounds listed to be present in these mountains, and then proceeded to tell you that they are usable as fuel for our troops? On top of this, what would you say if I said I had been able to procure three C-17 Globemasters from some friends of mine in a nearby country and then had them transferred to Beloress to be fueled up?"

"Ah, so this is where all your shares have been going, towards the war effort!" said one of the men in the dark.

"How foolish, we know you are the youngest Glenn, but why have you done this?" another voice, this time from Dimitri, chimed in.

"Wait, let me explain, there is an airfield in Cobal Turvad yes? That is less than forty kilometers from New Valus! The main bulk of military power in Valura for the Feds lies in Seliminas, because of this, we can strike now and wipe out the remaining opposition in New Valus, then claim the country as ours!" responded Glenn, nearly frantic with glee at the seemingly flawless plan.

Then Dimitri spoke again, this time, almost sounding exasperated," Glenn, you know we cannot do that, besides, the Federals have called in support. We wouldn't be able to take them by surprise this time. That whole riot in New Valus was only a test run we know, we heard your story, but now with the authorities cracking down, we'd be fighting the whole way in. We'd be losing a lot of money on a venture that has such a high likelihood of failure!"

With this, the standing man fell back into his seat with a sigh, seeming defeated, he spoke once more as the other two nameless gentlemen got up," Well, if we cannot take New Valus, then we should at least think about taking Sucia to the North. It represents a significant risk if the peasants take it or if the money-lenders get their hands on some military aircraft or other form of aerial support. With it gone, we'd have control of the Eastern Stretch."

With this, the whole room stopped, and realizing the significant amount of money made by the Sucians, it would be an indeed profitable venture, with it taken, they could afford to buy the fuel needed for their tank columns in Neelivas and then storm the Upper River Junction Valley. Setting to work, they begin to craft their battle plan and slowly start the Illiaran Offensive.

[Vyrsar]

2218 Hours- Seliminas Mountains

"Mercer! Get that MG up!" Shouted one of the soldiers, the nametag on the back of his vest denoting his last name as "Visconti". A pair of troops raised from the ditch and ran up to the cover of behind to the raised road, one hauling a M240L machine gun and the other a large backpack and his assault rifle. Mercer planted his weapon onto the raised dirt, his bipod holding it steady. He paused, waiting for direction as two other support gunners behind him prepared their M249s.

"Det! Det!" The trooper next to Mercer shouted in Vyrsarian, motioning his hands. The three gunners opened fire, providing a blanket of suppressing fire for both themselves and the Valuran soldiers. Visconti was crouched, speaking into his radio with an urgent tone.

"Följ beskjuten med maskingevär. Ljusa upp dem," his words transmitted to the circling AH-64 above, pointing out to the pilots where to direct their fire.

"Sitta tätt."

The reply came through the radio and the helicopter banked sharply. Flashes of Hydra missiles illuminated the 16 soldiers that raced through the ditch towards the Valuran Militiaman waving his arms at them. Behind them, the rest of the platoon began to systematically open fire at the muzzle flashes they could see, making every round count.

1st Lieutenant Kolsson was the first man to reach the Valuran who he could now see had the name "Meyers" on his vest. He spoke quickly in English, his accented voice urgent, "Looks like you and your men stirred up quite a mess out here. Get your wounded back there."

He promptly pointed out the small clearing in the foliage behind them, concealed by a tall bit of brush and grass. Several flashes of light accompanied by the sounds of rifle discharge came from behind them, the VDF soldiers returning fire.

"I can get another two platoons out here in minutes, but not without full disclosure of these supply routes and their importance. Neither of our commanders can afford to waste men or resources," Kolsson went straight to the point of the matter, his eyes covered by night vision goggles as he looked at Meyers. Behind him, one of the VDF troops fell back as a round impacted his body armor. He crouched back up, shaking off the bruising impact that undoubtedly hurt like hell.

[El Cuscatlan]

"come in!" came Diaz' s response.
Diaz sat down in front of colonel. There was something strange in this legendary man. Carlos had an aura made of charisma and legends around himself. This man looked like romantic freedom fighter, who fights until heroic death with all forces he has.
" I suppose you know who am I if you came here " smiled Carlos smoking a cigar " And I think we may get straight to businesses we have."
Diaz looked on colonel like he wanted to pierce his soul. There was something... strange about this man. Now Sherman could see why Diaz is considered living icon by many paramilitaries around the world.
" At first, let us discuss what would you like to receive. Let us say, we have taken plenty of arms from old Cuscatlani armouries. Now we have AK 74s, plenty of ammunition, even some old tanks and helicopters. Nobody cared about those old Mis when we were taking them to liberate Chucara. Now we have plenty of it. The question is: how can we transport it? I have some ideas, but I need to know the terrain better"
Diaz looked outside the window:
" My men are prepared to train your army into formidable fighting force. I fought in ten counties by myself. I think we have enough experience to make this county peaceful... again."

[Saragrossa]

York City, Capital of Saragrossa

A courier had entered President Tom Ford's war room as his cabinet had been already addressed and assembled and they awaited further instructions on the situation that was ongoing and occurring in Valuran Civil war. Tom Ford had read a letter stating that militant corporation was poised to launch an assault against one of the key federal cities which contained the primary and chief seaport. Tom Ford realized that any operation would have to be done with aerial support. He mobilized the Saragrossan Republican Guard to form a rapid response force and he ordered the famous 52nd Republican Guard known for their heroic last stand ditches, heroics and prowess for Urban Combat. He ordered a rapid taskforce to be mobilized and at full strength in Twenty four hours

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With 52nd Regiment being mobilized. It consisted of slightly over 2500 men, 2015 including the Command staff of 15. The Soldiers were individually picked at child birth and raised and drilled from Birth and consisted some of the finest and most marshaled men in the world. These were the cream of the crop of Saragrossa would bear to bare against its enemies and with their supreme aerial support. Their goal was to land, assist the government in very surgical, rapid assaults and quickly get out. Almost like a rapid airborne assault team. The Teams were issued their customized Assault rifles or carbines of their choose. Some members had SMG's and every 10 men squad included a fire team with a SAW or Carl Gustav Missile Anti Armor weapon. As well as combat shotguns ( despite being illegal ) for the tight urban engagements.

A Support team of 950 was gathered up which consisted of Medical teams, communication, tech experts. Drivers, Pilots and loading cargo and as well as armored specialists which would support the team. The Saragrossan would mobilize 25 Main Battle tanks with reflective armor, 10 pieces of mobile artillery and APC's for every single man as well as logistical support vehicles.

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York City, Command and Control Base on outskirts of the city

" Men, This is your briefing. We are going to enter a friendly country. Our allies are besieged by four major players who are fucking the shit up. We are here to assist the Federal Government in holding the fort. Our first objective to secure the city of Seliminas. Its the Chief port. We are going to be landing in HAZARD fire. There will be charlies and this will be a danger close mission. This is no walk in the park boys. You've trained your all lives for this moment. Our S-2's and SA10's will rain down and tear them a new asshole then you will move in, swiftly under supporting fire from Gunships and we will take hold of key strategic areas. The Rail station Terminal is priority one. It is the fastest and most direct mode of transportation for the Capital. We will hold the Rail station and its Hub. While Other teams will take over the airport and secure it while we hold the center of the city and we make them pay for every fucking inch they take a step in the city. We will hold the line and hold the ground. Our informants have told us that the city is about to be attacked so we are Calvary boys. Therese no one else going to over the hill and your saves. Make me proud. Your the Republican guard. " The instructor briefed the men who sat in the massive meeting which housed the entire unit he looked at the men and called out the motto of the Republican " Death Before Defeat! " Then the roar of 2500 men screaming out replied back at the instructor who chuckled " The Only easy day was yesterday boys. Make us proud " and with that message the men were debriefed and they headed towards the transports to be suited up and prepare for transport.

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At York City military base, a small fleet of aircraft had been assembled. Stealth was the key for this operation so Saragrossa was going to throw in a very light but highly trained and mobilize force with an supreme arsenal of air support to compliment their men. A Dozen S10 Thunderbolts were dispatched as well as a dozen S-1 lancers and several dozen Aerial support fighters to escort and defend the aerial convoy as a fleet of Globe masters and V-22's were dispatches as well as One Communication Air command vessel was dispatched and began to soar into the sky.

The Military force needed several more hours before disembarking but they were hoping to arrive at the city in the midst of the first attack to counter assault and push the attackers back.