A Time Of Troubles CLOSED, TG if Interested

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Griffindon
Mcnernia
Parliament

The Government of His Imperial and Royal Majesty Emilion the Fourth, King and Emperor of Mcnernia and the Dominions and Colonies convined to discuss the recent events. The Parliament had a National Front Government. The various right wing and nationalists had united. Their agendas were of a capitalist sort. They wanted the Government out of the Market and less regulation. King Emilion III the father of the Queen and the King. He had been a socialist. That had put him at odds with various noble houses. He had been devoted to his job. He was not the strongest. He had left the throne to his eldest daughter. She had ordered Mcnernian forces into Al-Azkar the emirate where many had died.

The members of parliament wore various suits, some were men and some were women, there were many provinces that made up the nation. They were many ideologies that were at play, Republicans, Monarchists, Social Democrats. There were many who would not like the King to continue as King. The choice of such a foreigner as the one that now was consort to His Imperial and Royal Majesty was of a nature that made Parliament and various noble houses worried. The young George Christian Westermont was seen as the way out, Heir of choice. He had a strong claim but his mothers abdication was jarring.

"This session of The Government of The Crown of Mcnernia will come to order." The various members of the House of Commons and the Cabinet looked to the Prime Minister Timothy York. He sat at the far end of the room on a podium above the room, below the throne kept to remind the Parliament that there was someone above. "I hear that members of this eminent body, have certain grievances regarding the King." Yorks eyes swept the chamber. "Please come forward, and make your statements."

It was some time before the man chosen to make the statements stood. "Ahh, Mr Ryder Tyler please make your statements." "Mister Prime Minister, the Nature of the woman chosen to be the consort of the King, her origins and the war in Hutanjia are what we would like to have discussed this session." York looked at the man, he was a member of the Government, why would he have grievances against the King? "Mr Prime Minister, the Nationalist Party feels it nesscessary to question the choice of His Imperial and Royal Majesty. The current Queen-Consort while a good natured woman, the amount of time from first meeting to marriage and birth of children all in a short time, it is suspicious." he looked over his papers. "Also the commitment to aiding the Hutanjian regime, of King Popilu the First, the people have legitimate grievance against their monarch." "And this relates to the grievances against me and the King how?" "Prime Minister, you have clearly subverted Parliament by the formation of the Executive and vesting it with the power to act as the King and Parliament."

York had not been aware that his own allies were plotting against him, he would have a talk with Tyler after the session. "I authorized soilders to enter the war in Hutanjia Mr Tyler to avert the possibility of genocide in accordance with the will of His Majesty." "I understand Prime Minister but I do belive that the Kingdom of Hutanjia became broken, let it break and make itself whole again." " I do belive that is in error. Mr Tyler the Nevorian population would no doubt be put to the sowrd as soon as Nevorn fell." "Surely Prime Minister, we must heed the allegations that have been leveled." "I can explain for the whole parliament to hear regarding His Majesties wife, the relationship was in accordance with her wishes. Her culture is different, he respected her desire to marry. The personal life of his majesty is no business of ours."


Northern Mcnernia
Norssex


The young people met in the basement of the mans house. What they were plotting was treason against Timothy York and the King. They wanted an end to this. They were young, some would be going into the military, they did not want to die in a war for a few fat cats to gain mineral rights. They wanted the people to well and truly rule. They were members of the Mcnernian Workers Militia. They belived in ending the current government.

David checked the M4 he held. A good weapon, gained on the black market, he could appreciate capitalism. Not when the rich were the only ones who seemed to profit, he had seen Prime Minister Yorks policy favor business. The people had begun to suffer with the policies of York. The youths looked at each other, they knew about using firearms. The Government Coalition known as the National Prosperity Front NPF was the target.

They had an office wich David and his friends, Lenny, Brett and James were out to attack. There would be other cells moving in on other things like city hall and the Constabulary station. The professor came down stairs, "Men the other groups are moving, it is time." The 4 boys donned ski masks and picked up their guns and followed the Professor. "Good luck. Soon the Poleteriat will rise and join us." "Yes sir" David said, he knew what must be done.

The MNPF headquarters was a midsized buliding with Mcnernian National Prosperity Front green and gold. That was the place, outside were MNG troopers. The van was a simple business thing, the van increased speed, the two MNG troopers had been at their post for some time. They saw the van coming, "What the ...." Too late they saw the moltov and the grenade. It killed the two men and badly damaged the front of the buliding.

[McNernia]

Royal Constabulary Station
Norsex


The MWM various units had been given certian tasks. Various raids, bombings and such to set the constabulary on edge. The MNG would strike back but the MWM would have the edge, this was to be the first attack. The MWM team assigned to the Royal Constabulary station had need only leave a van full of explosives outside and then boom.

They were three young people ,a girl and two boys. They had weapons. The Constabulary HQ was quiet, it was early in the morning, the explosion of the attack on the MNPF office was hear. "Alright lets go." The van rolled up to the station. There were political prisioners inside. Norsex had been a hotbed of anti MPNF protest of the various actions taken. They had favored the big business's a sharp contrast, the King not caring for internal policy.

They exited the van in front of the Police station. They wore coats expected of youths, they wore masks. The desk sargent was tired, he looked at the stations camera. "Oh my God." He pressed the button, he had alerted the various officers inside the station with him. The youths burst in, the desk officer was the first to die. Shot through the head by the girl. The attackers would free their friends or die trying. They fired at every constable of the Constabulary they could see. Some mangaged to reach their fire arms and return fire, they were largely ineffective. But the MWM terrorists were wounded by the Constabulary fire. They called for backup. There was no choice but to be martyrs for the revoloution. They detonated the bomb.


Griffindon
Prime Ministers Residence

York convined the cabinet, mostly those who would have to be advised of the crisis. This was his doing, if he wanted to remain the Kings favored and get the Prime Ministers seat at the next election wich in light of the attacks would be suspended in the north. The Cabinet was waiting for him. Interior Minister Anna Stanton and the General of the Royal Constabulary David Oliver. Both were waiting along with Alan Mathers the Minister of Defence, the doors were closed.
"Alright I know about the attacks as do all of you."
"Yes"
"Yes Sir"
"Now of course, General, Interior Minister the point is to keep the King out of this."
"Why should His Majesty be kept out?"
"The Police-Solider speaks the truth."
Oliver ignored the jab of the Defense Minister, he did not like that.
"The Constabulary can handle this Interior Minister, Defense Minister, Prime Minister."
"Will you need the backing of the Army?"
"No, we can handle this."
"Do you need anything?"
The General removed a list from the breifcase he had. The prime Minister knew this was nesscessary.

[McNernia]

Norsex

The Prime Minister was determined that the bombing not happen again. He did what he could short of calling out the Army. He ordered addition security forces for Norsex, the town and the province as a whole. Martial law was not declared but it would seem that way. The Royal constabulary was out in force. The people were worried about the bombings and such. Schools and other public bulidings around the province had NO PARKING SIGNS erected. There were also Constabulary or Norsex Police.

The MWM met in their safehouse on the outskirts of the provincial capital. They were going to leave the city soon, there were rumors of the MNG having a death squad. The MNG knew of the MWM and some of the government and the MNPF leadership.
The Professor was the one in charge, he had been under house arrest by the RIA for his association with Dr Charles Nellis.

"It is a pity that we lost three of our people, the MNPF will be moving."

"More like the damn government, there are RC troops everywhere."

"What do we do?"

"We will leave and meet with other cells."

"And then what?"

"Soon my students we will bring our revoloution out into the open."

"That sounds good."


They left the basement and headed up stairs, they kept guns in the car in case the RC tryed to stop them, they had to deal with a goverment that was run by big business it seemed. They wanted a goverment that would serve the people more. They drove an SUV through the suburban community. The Royal Constabulary had the gates being watched. The trooper who was checking papers wore body armor and had an AR9 rifle strung on his back, he stopped the car.

"Identifacation."

The group produced identification"Got anything in the car."

"There is nothing, just luggage."

He looked in the car, he saw nothing.

"Move along."

The group breathed a silent sigh of relief as they drove past the check point outside the developement, the Constabulary could have had them.
There were other checkpoints. The thought about what their comerades had done, they had made the sacrifice. They traveled on.

Bridleford

The city on the river, that was Bridleford city. It was a nice place to be but well it had its problems, there was some protest on this day. The people protested the welfare and education cuts. The MNPF was called "Hypocrites" There were other names for the MNPF, many called for elections. But the bombings in Norsex had put the kibosh on the whole north. The MNPF was very unpopular. The coalition was spiltting, the actions of Parliament were not much of a secert.

The protestors moved down the street, there was a line of Bridleford Police riot officers at the other end. The street was a major thuroghfare and the fact that it was being blocked was something the Mayor of Bridleford would not abide. The Police had attempted to break up the protest peacefully but now the people were becoming more and more agitated. The officers wore riot gear and were tense.

The protestors started throwing bits of things at the Police, they tightened gasmasks over their faces. The shower of projectiles grew, one or two gas bombs sailed into the ranks of police troops. They relased teargas into the crowd and charged in a line of riot shields. They were very brutal by any standards and well, cops were cops. The protestors were forced to the ground and cuffed and hauled into the back of Police vans.


RIA Headquarters
Unknown Location


The Director of the Royal Intelligence Agency Sir Jeremy Blakeford had been appraised of the situation. This sort of thing was to be expected, Blakeford had people in every terrorist organization in the Empire. The one he was concerned about was the Mcnernian Workers Militia a Communist insurgency. He did not have people in that. He did not know if the MWM was responsible for the Norsex incident.

He looked over the reports from his agents in the north of the country. The sitiuation was changing, the KHS in Hutanjia was not a trusting bunch, now he had a possible revolution on his hands. The MNPF, they would have to go, as much as Blakeford was one for that he believed in treating the source of the problem. But well the business of Goverment was his business and not his business the MNPF was fracturing over the whole damn marriage of the King. Bloody like Blakeford cared.

[McNernia]

Griffindon
Parliament


The Parliament convened under the cloud of a sort of pallor. The Divisions of the MNPF were becoming more and more apparent by the day it seemed. York had been friendly to big business and well, the various factors had been conspiring, now people were in the streets in the north protesting Mcnernias apparently transition to facism. The leftists were still allowed in Parliament so democracy was still there.

"Prime Minister we would like an explanation regarding the actions of deploying the Royal Constabulary."

"The Constabulary has been deployed in force to Norsex province to effect security of the populace."

"The Bridleford Police used excessive force."

"The protestors intended the officers harm."

"Still there are certain things that officers of the law should follow."

"What of extreme situations?"

Parliament often had this sort of things when there was a crisis, York let it happen, this disorder was common it helped to level heads. The MNPF was fracturing over the succession. This was a top echelon of government sort of thing. "Gentlemen, the MRC was deployed in the wake of the terrorist attack to protect the people."

"But the Bridleford police took POLITICAL PRISIONERS."

"Mr Tliran, the Socialist Party has many members in the north, the protestors were charged withe public disorder by the Bridleford Police Service and then given the appropriate fines, ringleaders will face trial, the flags flown by the protestors indicated possible communist allegiances."

"Prime Minister the Falkasians have done something unspeakable to you."

"I am well aware and I say bugger to that, they can say what they want, I will admit that I am a man who committed sin in my youth but I am a man of 45 or so my doctor says. Parliament adjourned since we dealt with that money for the war. The possibility of genocide is too real gentlemen. Prince Emett will do his best and I have faith in him. All of you get out." The chamber emptied.

Royal Palace
Griffindon


The King sat in the Throne Room, court was in session, His Imperial and Royal Majesty King Emilion the Fourth. King and Emperor of Mcnernia , King of Polaria, Arisal, New Idris and the Colonies and Emperor of Rajan and Earl of Thomond looked out towards the doors. A messanger had come from Parliament, the message was that there had been a pair of terrorist bombings.

"What is the Prime Minister doing."

"Your Majesty, the Royal Constabulary has been deployed."

"Good, good, give His Excellency Our regards and tell him that we will pay a visit to Norsex and meet with families of the dead officers of Our Constabulary."

The messanger left and the King looked to his secertary. "Any one else need to be adress like this?"

"Your Majesty has no one at present, the Prime Minister's messanger was the last."

He wiped his face, "We do command that this session of court be adjourned."

The people filed out and the King was tired. "I do like being King and I do like peace."

[McNernia]

MWM
Northern Mcnernia


The MWM would be on the attack soon, this time it would be another MNPF office. They had begun placing posters all around denouncing the MNPF and the King as hypocrites, they wanted an election by the popular vote for Prime Minister. The King was an enigma, they did not care about the King he did not run the government so they primarily directed their ire at the Government.

The insurgents checked their weapons and made ready for the raid on the MNPF. The Bridleford Police would also be attacked but not yet, There were leftists in Parliament speaking out for the common man. That was good but the demand of the MWM was that elections be held. The Manifesto had demanded a dissoloution of the MNG and the holding of elections.

The Insurgents operated at night, true the Constabulary had NV equipment but that did not count for a time. The target was even more audacious, kidnap the governor of Bridleford province ."

The car pulled up outside the compound, the insurgents carried M-16s, they jumped out of the van and gunned down the gaurds at the gate, they then shot the lock open. Another man drove the van in, it was armored slightly, that would provde cover to the attacking soliders.
The governor was gaurded by MNG troopers with semi auto matic weapons. They were taken by suprise there was scattered firing. The Governor woke up. "What is going on?

"Governor, get back inside, we are under attack."

"Whaa who?"

The man was shoved back into the house as bullets hit the MNG bodygaurd killing him. Another man hauled the governor into the house while yet another put out the call for reinforcements from the MNG and from the Royal Constabulary. But the damn militants were hiding behind an armored van. The men did not have very high powered weapons. There were those in the neighborhood near the governors residence who called for the local Bridleford Police when they heard the gunshots.

The arriving officers carried G36 assault rifles, they opened fire on the 7 or so terrorists that had been attacking the governors residence. The attackers had body armor so the fight became drawn out, one officer went for a bullhorn and tried to talk to the rebels but his comerades hauled him down as rounds sprayed all around them.

The battle ended with the arrival of PSO 12 officers of the Bridleford police who had sniper rifles and gunned down the attacking insurgents, there were multiple fatalies.

[McNernia]

Griffindon
Prime Minister's Office


Timothy York was furious with the Workers Front attacking the MNPF governor of the province of Bridleford, now it was two provinces that would have to be secured by the Constabulary. The MNPF leadership was convened at the Prime Ministers residence, York was none too happy.

"Gentlemen let me bloody well congratulate the Mcnernian National Guard on protection of the MNPF office in Norsex."

The director of the Mcnernian National Guard a certain former solider name Jefford nodded. "We dont have intelligence regarding the MWM or the MWF, the whole thing is on you Prime Minister and everyone of the MNPF in Parliament."

The various members of the heads of the MNPF parties such as the Conservatives, Labor and the Capital Party looked at Jefford. "Mr Jefford are you suggesting the Party policy is the problem?"

"I am not suggesting internal policy, well the war to support a dictator, has made me cynical but prime minister the militancy act was rescinded and now well, the MWM has been attacking us, we cant hit back on your orders." That was the truth, the MNG was a force to protect and keep order at rallies, not an internal force.

York now realized his mistake, "Gentlemen, I say we release the knowledge of the MWM to the public, this has been kept at the top elcheons of government for far too long. They are poised to make more attacks, the people dont seem to care outside of Norsex and Bridleford."

The MNPF leaders soon left, a decision had come out of that meeting, the perpetrators of the attacks were to be released to the public and a cadre was formed from the MNG the MDA would be the replacement of the MNG for the MNG did not have the resources that were deemed nesscessary.


Bridleford Province

The Mcnernia Defense Association was a paramilitary group, the people of the northern areas of the Kingdom were happy to see the MNG the elections were soon to be held. There was talk of dissolving the MNPF and having more parties again. The MWF was reclusive, there was representation of all the parties that were participating in government even from the left but they were in the minority.

The MWM was watching still and waiting again, they had killed several members of the MNG in the attack on the Governors residence. The MDA was well equipped and now they took action. They worked with the RIA to gather intelligence on the MWM, the safe house of a cell was sought out and found, the MDA raided it.

The objective of the raid was to capture the leader of the cell. The MDA had military hardware, they had what they needed. The unit burst into the safe house and then grabbed the young leader of the cell and blungled him out after gagging him. He was soon turned over to the RIA Internal Division.

[McNernia]

RIA Internal Division
Bridleford

The man was David Kiraway a young man who wanted to have an end to the government, he liked the King, he was a nice chap, Now he was in the hand of His Majesties dogs.

"Mr Kiraway ,where did you get your guns?"

"Sent to me in the mail?"

"Wrong answer, my friend."

"Dahhh" he screamed as the shock went through him.

"Where did you get your guns?"

"The mail..."

"I grow tired of this."

"I am too.."

"Mr Kiraway" The agent began, "I do grow tired of this, your associates , I want names and locations."

"Never".

The man sat in a chair against that was facing the victim in the opposite chair with electrodes attached.

The RIA interrogators hand hovered over the knob to increase the voltage but stopped. "Mr Kiraway I will give you a chance to save your friends, they will not be executed."

"What I thought this nation did not do this kind of thing?"

"Mr Kiraway I am merely a man charged with your interrogation but well, my rank wich I will not reveal to a person like yourself, I may be able to hand you back to the Police."

"Why should I be wanting to be handed back to the Police? They will beat me as well>" He remained defiant and he did not know where his guns came from, he was introduced to the fellows of his cell by being called to a meeting place after getting a letter or something.

"How did you join the MWM and why Mr Kiraway?" the agents eyes were invisible to the victim but in the half light Kiraway could make out a questioning twitch of the mans mouth. He did not want to die but he wanted change in Mcnernia.

"Why did you join?"

"Because the MNPF are a bunch of bloody Fascists, they have dominated the Parliament so it seems like they are Facists."

"So Mr Kiraway you are telling me that you joined to help free up Parliament?" the man was genuinely interested, the man had resisted the electricity but now he seemed to be talking. The man then shut up like a clam as he realized he had maybe said too much.

The RIA man summoned the two security men that had been on guard outside. "Take him back to his cell and then I will talk with him later."
Kiraway was released from the chair and the electrodes removed and he was in pain. He lay in his cell waiting for whatever would come.


Royal Constabulary Station
JTF 7

The Royal Constabulary had joined forces with the RIAID to form Joint Task Force 7. They were a unit tasked with the internal security of the nation. There were recruits from the SAS who had volunteered for the unit and they got in so did MRC STF officers who volunteered for the unit, the loss of many Constabulary members was a hardening thing.

The men and some women settled in for a briefing of what the unit was doing. The briefing officer was a MRC man.

"Alright everyone be seated." The men and women seated them selves. "You all are from the various Armed Forces and the Constabulary and Intelligence Agency , and you all have been trained to be intelligence gatherers and to carry out assassinations , if and only when nesscessary."

One man put up his hand. "How often sir will we be called out?"

The officer took some time to respond to the question, "Sargent I do not know how often this unit will be called upon to preform the tasks for wich it has been raised but you will take a life before too long."


Norsex


The MWM would soon strike in Norsex where the Royal Constabulary had a major presence and had well protests against the MNPF had been put down. Falkasian apparent endorsement of their cause had buoyed morale. The arrest of Kiraway had made a major impression on the MWM. There were protests against the MNPF in regards to the torture, the Norsex Police had formed a sort of cordon around the mans house. That had isolated him from the MWM, the man would make a valuable asset but well there was controversy.

The MWM cell wore masks and moved slowly across the roof topps of Norsex city buldings. The had boxes of moltov bombs. One carried a sniper rifle wich would be used to pick off the various MRC officers.

"Alright, Al, get ready ,you are ready?"

"Bloody right I am."

"Alright." Al had the rifle, two of his friends would constiute the petrol bomb team. The attack began when a petrol bomb landed on a Constabulary car. The officer inside fell out and ran away screaming from his burns. His comrade was gunned down. The radio impotently crackled, sirens began to wail.

"Aww hell, the MRC has come in force, maybe Norsex Police?"

"Wait on those next bombs mate."

The Norsex Police PSO 19 officers were mystified, there were two cars responding to the sitiuation, the men and women had their rifles at the ready. There were two dead MRC troopers, one had been badly burned and lay dead the smell of burning flesh was potent.

"Keep sharp, there could be something left." The men put their G36 rifles at the ready and looked about, then one man of the team fell. "Sniper!"

"Keep your bloody head down ,how is he?"

"It bloody hurts."

The shot man was dragged behind one of the cars.

"Alpha 1 to base, possible sniper and a moltov attack."

"Stand by, Alpha 1"

The PSO troops looked on the roofs of the buildings, "All clear it looks like."

A Molotov sailed over the cars and detonated. "Where did that one come from?" The men looked around desperately ,the wounded officer pointed at the building opposite the burning Constabulary car. "Up there..dahhh" his hand was smashed by a bullet.

"Definitely a sniper, bloody commies, orders sir?"

The Sargent had one man down and well that man was biding his damn time, it could be a woman sniper like the Russians in the 2nd World War. "Alpha one to base , I am not making any moves with that unit of MWM up there. I have a man down and I need back up."

"Chopper enroute standby."

"Like I bloody well could do jack else!"

The helicopter came in overhead, Al and his friends looked up. Several MRC STF officers were looking out of the aircraft.

"Drop your fucking weapons and get on the ground."

When the MWM did not comply the STF officers rappelled out covered by marksmen, they had the MWM insurgents in custody in a matter of minutes. The insurgents were loaded aboard the helicopter and taken away. Ambulances arrived for the wounded and dead.


MBS News

The news came on a man in his 30s. Next to hims a map of Mcnernia with Norsex and Bridleford highlighted in red.

"Good evening Mcnernia I am David Connors coming to you live with breaking news. It appears that there is speculation over the future of the succession and now terrorist attacks."

There was video footage of the remains of the Norsex station Connors voice was deep. "Two days ago youths belonging to the Mcnernian Workers Militia or MWM attacked the Norsex Royal Constabulary Station. The officers inside defended themselves agains the incursion wich was an attempt according to the MRC public relations office to steal weapons. When the MWM failed to succeed they detonated a bomb in the van wich had brought them killing at least ten Constabulary officers."

" In other news protests over the war in Hutanjia have continued as the Constabulary was out again in force to deal with the MWM. A prime catalyst many say has been the torture allegations of Brian Kiraway allegedly a leader of an MWM cell. He has been kept under gaurd by units of the MRC and not allowed to speak with the press."

The broadcast ended with footage of the Royal Constabulary trying to negotiate with the protesters then the negotiator was assaulted by the crowd, he stumbled back clutching at his head. The riot shields closed behind him and then teargas started flying. It clearly showed not even the streets of Griffindon were safe from harm

[McNernia]

RIA Headquarters

The RIA had been given juristiction over the Joint Task Force. They were the senior serivice so naturally they would be the ones in charge of the operations. Blakeford summoned the head of the Internal Division.

"Do you have the report of Mr Kiraway?"

"Yes I do, the man who I assigned was good at what he did." A document was produced regarding the statement of Brian Kiraway. Blakeford looked it over, he was pleased with his personnel.

"What do you think sir?"

" I am pleased with the proformance of the Internal Division, the MRC what are they doing?"

"JTF 7 is moving on a suspected MWM cell, UFF sympathies. They have been doing good, with the intellengce gathering."

Blakeford nodded pleased at the assignments he had made. The TF commander was a RIA man so naturally he would be independant. The RIAID had been the core of the problems, another spate of marches. They had been supriseingly orderly, not much agression it seemed. There were splits in the government, soon there would be a no confidence vote with the MNPF, Blakeford did not care, he was on good terms with the opposition.


Parliament House
Giffindon


The MNPF had been splitting, the fractures were very much appearent, the Goverment was unpopular, a sinking ship it was. York had offered his services to the capital Party, that had earned him the enimety of the Republicans. That would cost him, he grimly walked out into the chamber and stood before the Parliament.

"Everyone please be seated."

The whole of the chamber was silent, they looked at the Prime Minister. They waited for his various admittiances regarding such things that had been going on in the north of the country with the MWM.

"My fellow members of the House of Commons ,the Mcnernian Workers Militia has leveled charges at the Goverment and well I feel that I cannot without the good faith of all of Mcnernias peoples I cannot in the name of His Imperial and Royal Majesty King Emilion the Fourth run a goverment that can garuntee the future of this nation."

The whole chamber was shocked. It would seem that York was giving into a terrorist orginization. The MNPF was defunct, the sucession had seemed to jab into the party and mess it up.


In the streets the people were happy for this, there was jubilation about the up coming elections for Prime Minister. The people did not like the terrorists but they supported the ideals of them.

There was intense debate for the referendum for wich party was going to take the lead in the government, the King did not care about the goverment so long as they were able to deal with the terrorists. The elections were soon held and the Democratic Party under Brian Tyler took the Prime Ministers spot.

TO ALL NATIONS OF THE WORLD

Good Day

I am Prime minister Brian Tyler. My Party is the Democratic Party, I belive in the war in Hutanjia, the Marxist movement is one that I feel should be dealt with. The possibilty of genocide on the population of Nevorn is a possibilty that is all too real. I will maintian the Forces in Hutanjia and they will continue COIN operations however I will invite Dr Charles Nellis to make a statement before Parliament and have an audience with the King.


MWM


The MWM heads met to discuss the sitiuation the Democratic Party was a part of the former MNPF so there was still grounds to continue the war, the Falkasians had given them a vision.

"The Falkies have a point."

"There a bunch a bloody facisits."

"Led by a drunk."

"You got that right mate."

"So what are we going to do?"

"Down with the King and the Parliament to."

"Parliament is democratic, the King is not the problem."

"He is a symbol of the past, while it may seem that we are free what can stop him from dissolving the Parliament, my friend we need to gaurntee our democracy."

"That is a load of Falkasian shit."

The two men had kept it coridal for a time, now there was delusion in one mans eyes. 'Youre delusional mate."

"The Falkasians have offered to support us."

"Are you shure about that?"

"They will give us aid."

[McNernia]

Griffindon

There was to be another protest, this was to be expected, youths had become infatuated on Falkasian ideals of the "Mcnernian Spring" More like an autumn, that was what season it seemed. They were marching for true democracy an end to the Kingdom and a Republic. The Metropolitian Police were out and ready should the protest turn ugly, the intent to march had been declared so the Commissioner was intent for it to happen.

The streets were cordoned off along the intended route and the Riot Unit was not in sight, they intended to rally in front of the Royal Palace, the MRCGDP had been called out and well there was a dispute between the Commisioner and the General over the protestors. The Commissioner ever the diplomat had decided to let the protest go ahead. The Parliament was worried as usual when there was a protest , who would not be. The Falkasian propaganda had made the youth disturbingly brainwashed. There was one professor at Griffindon Central College who made an appeal as the marchers were getting ready.

"Students, citizens, my fellow human beings. You have been mislead badly ,the King is not your enemy. He is not one who decides the law of this nation."

"The King is a threat to our democracy, what is to stop him from dissolving parliament?" This was from one in the crowd of students .

"The MWM they have risen up for they are in the wrong, the system we have has served the people well." the crowd seemed to be quiet, they put down their signs and watched the professor, he had spoken to large lecture halls on the history of Mcnernia. "The King he is young and well, he does not enter in to Parliament and what goes on in that place."

"The risk is still there, Brian Kiraway was tortured for his beliefs, the MWM they are fighting to end all of the tyranny."

"There is no tyranny, you fear for your futures, dying in war is not the best way to go but getting arrested is no good either."

"What should we do?"

"I say to you now, the Parliament will stay it has remained for a long time, Peter the 1st upon his ascension formed it to ensure that the people would never be dominated for he had heard of what happened to the Kings and Queens who did not heed the peoples will."

"My fellow youth, I say we march for change to this great nation, an end to war and the death of our fellows in support of a dictator. The Service Act strips us of our dignity."

"I have not minded the Service Act."

The planned march turned into a forum on Griffindon Central Campus a discussion of politics, human nature and what the world was like and how it could be changed for the better.

The Professor, his name was Dr Bernard Shellerford ,had gotten what he wanted. Many would suspect him of being a MRC agent but he was just a professor at Griffindon Central Colledge.





MWM

The Mcnernian Workers Militia Command convined, they had a problem, some were joining some were not. They needed to get the people on their side, since the election of the Democratic Party a matter of months ago. Things seemed to be the same still. There was a lot of corruption in the government. The rot was invisible but it was there. The selling out to big business. The mineral rights in Hutanjia, it just seemed time for a change in government. There were those who believed in the Mcnernian Spring.

"I say we do something drastic."

"What?"

"My friend do you belive in this revolution."

"yes I belive in a state of the workers, by the workers and for the workers, for the people".

"What does the Democratic Party belive in?"

"They seem to be like the MNPF they were a part of."

"My point, the economy is doing good but the politicians are taking a lot more than their share."

"This begs to be considered what is the share of a man."

"There should be more debate in society and more thinking."

"But does this mean there will be no revolution?"

"There will be no violent uprisings, political discourse and peaceful protest seems to go father."

"I can see your point."

"The MWM should not disband but fade away."

"Instigate change?"

"Something like that."

So it was decided that the Mcnernian Workers Front would partake of the elections when they came and if they came. They would run if they were allowed, all parties could stand for office in Mcnernia they had been told. If they did not then there would be dire vengeance






There were some who still wanted revolution, they were the Mcnernian Peoples National Liberation Army. The MPNLA had some guns and such, the MWM had been good enough to leave them. A small group moved through the n ight, they had weapons procured from a Falkasian agent in the country. They were ready, an attack on a MRC post this time in another part of the country.

"Everyone ready?"

"Yes"

"Im good"

"Lets kick pig ass"

The party was another 4 people ,they got out of a van in front of the building for Matherson Mineral Inc a company that was backed by the MROC which according to sources was going to be exploiting the Hutanjian wealth. That was not what the MPNLA would allow. They believed in the Internationale, unity of peoples under the hammer and sickle. They went up to the door and entered by shooting out the lock. They would detonate the ca bomb when they were ready. They began firing at the various people inside the building ,the security alarm was pushed and the guards came. They had weapons, and they used them on the attacking MNPLA terrorists. They were gunned down for they wore no helmets. Security personnel were told to do head shots if they came under an attack like this one. In the end 4 terrorists dead and 3 guards wounded. Then the car bomb went off. There were many more dead among corporate personnel and the security. And so the troubles continued.




Government

In all of this the Government had made a decision, JTF7 would commence extended investigation periods to gather intelligence in potential trouble spots with high Communist potential. The Constabulary had begun searching residences for weapons. When the people who laid claim to the weapons produced paper work that indicated they owned the gun the Constabulary left. There were a few houses that had guns either without paper work or they were more that one.

'You don't have paper work for that."

"Officer I…"

"Cuff him."

The man was dragged out by two royal constabulary officers. JTF 7 was on the hunt, their agents were all around the areas were there was known MPNLA activity. They asked around and spoke to the people, the bombings had made people unwilling to talk to anyone but there were some.

"What do you know about the terrorist bombings?"

"There was one chap who was real interested in how materials acted when they were blown up. He was here last night"

"Was he a student?'

"Nahh he was older then that."

"How old?"

"20 maybe 30, young chap but not educated."

"You met him before?"

"No, no I did not. He did say where he lived to a taxi driver."

"Where does he live?"

The man wrote the address for the agent and he took it. The team was waiting, this could be a explosives or bomb maker or something. An undercover MRC group from the Special Branch staked out his house and watched him for a couple of days. He met with some people and then some others. They wanted to search the house but there was the need for a warrant. Then a big break, another person, drug dealer and a suspicious character. Handed off something, it seemed like something for a bomb. The MRCSB unit had to watch, the weapon searches had set people on edge. The Police unmarked vehicle followed the suspect home.

"I say he is a bomb maker."

"We are JTF 7 we are still cops."

"We need evidence, we are too far away, well we were to see the exchange."

"Desperate times need desperate measures"

"Call control"

"Control this is team one. Request entrance on target residence."

"team one clearance granted."

"Lets go"

The night was quiet on this street in Norsex Province. The two men had on normal street clothes, they carried suppress MP7A1s. They had lock picking tools with they used on the door. They were in, the man was not expected at home for an hour at least. One of the agents planted bugs in the house for future listening. They searched all the rooms, then in the garage they found explosives and a van. A car bomb waiting to happen. They quickly photographed the setup and then proceeded to search for documents ,they found some, they took pictures and left. With out a trace

The next day a judge authorized the mans arrest as a suspected terrorist. The MRC and Norsex Police had pooled resources, plans were obtained for the suspects residence. They were updated with information from JTF 7. The MRC and Norsex officers before being shown the data were sworn to secrecy. The briefing was short quick and to the point, no questions were asked and no quarter was to be given to armed resistors inside the house. Soon a cordon was set up and the Special Task Force was prepared for action. The Norsex Police negotiator tried to contact the man.

"Hello, this is Robert from the Norsex Police."

The phone was silent for the longest time.

"This is Jon. What in blazes do you want?"

"You like explosives?"

"I served in the Royal Engineers?"

"Ok then. Take a look out side."

Jon looked out side his house, he could see a MA9A2 and Lenco Bearcat transports. "What the?"

"I want you to step out onto the porch, hands in the air and let them take you."

"Look man I am innocent, I did not do a bloody thing."

"Come out with your hands in the air or the Police will come in after you."

"I am not going any where."

There was the real risk that the man would detonate the explosive Task Force agents had discovered in his house.

"Bravo team go, go, go."

There were snipers covering the back so it seemed the STF would go in through the front. A man in an EOD suit and carrying a ballistics shield led the way through the door.

"POLICE, ON THE FUCKING FLOOR." Jon was terrified by the heavily armed men who wrestled him to the ground and handcuffed him. He was searched for a detonator, finding none he was marched to the waiting prisioner van and taken away. Meanwhile several JTF 7 Agents secured the explosives and the van. That would be used in court but he would be interrogated to determine if there were others in the area, this whole thing was beginning to come tonether.

[McNernia]

JTF 7

The intelligence gained from the mans house had been unable to prevent yet another attack. Another bomb. That was unforgivable, the organization of the MPNLA was being put together, very celluar so as to prevent a permanent damage to the orginization. The MWF wich the MWM was a part of said that they would run in the next elections. The MNPLA had decalred they would carry on the fight in a bomb on a goverment office bulding.

Task Force Command had decided that the bombers would be brought to jsutice, the sentence for such a thing as treason, death the Task Force set up listening posts on various suspected MPNLA members. The bombings did not seem to halt, the MNPLA posted audio statments on the internet, the usernames would be tracked down and the people interrogated.

The Goverment had been well changing, things were changing, the Prime Minister Laurnce Tyler had declared he would deal with the MNPLA in the only language they knew how. JTF7 had gained their pick of personell to allow for the formation of Division 2 within the JTF, the RIAID had pooled its assets, JTF7 was the overwatch for all this, like the Joint Operations Centers in Rhodesia. The MRC had upped involvement in the operations.

The MRCSB team was watching one young woman, the two officers were young and a couple so if the girl had security they could pass themselves off as a young couple. She walked down the street to the internet cafe, the car followed her and they wanted to pick her up, she was about 20 or so. She settled down in the cafe on a corner 5 blocks from her house. There was another MRC unit monitoring the video account that had been track to her.

"Target is on line."

"Is she up loading?"

"Negative."

Task Force agents had bugged the computer she was using, the Prime Minister had defended the Goverments use of what was being called torture by many.

"Target uploading audio file."

"What kind."

"Video, MNPLA."

"Request take down."

"Take her down."

The two agents got out of their vehicle and waited in a alley near the cafe. They prepared choloform to take the girl in for questioning.

"Snatch in position?"

"In position."

"Target heading your way."

The girl walked down the street, the JTF was lying in wait. The girl was grabbed and drawn into the alley way, choloform was quickly applied and the girl stopped her struggles. The woman carried her, the two agents heard the escape van moving, the van stopped, the back doors opened the team was in and away.


At the JTF office the young woman of a bout 23 was placed on a bunk in a cell, and allowed to rest. The woman chosen to preform the interrogation waited outside. She wore a Constabulary uniform and a face mask so that the woman a certian Miranda Collier would not be able to identify who she had been taken by.

The woman entered the room, she sat on the chair opposite Miranda. The girl woke up.

"Hello Miranda."

"How do you know my name?"

"I have my ways. Who do you get your videos that you post from?"

"Why would I tell you."

The officers voice became more severe. "You will tell me because you have comitted treason."

"It anit treason to exercise your right to free speech."

"There is such a thing as the right to free speech under the Kings and the Governments laws, but young lady you have uploaded statements of the Mcnernian Peoples National Liberation Army. A terrorist organization. They are a group of dangerous people, where and how do you get the videos you upload?"

"I am not telling you."

"I could make this very painful for you."

Miranda spat in the womans face, a clear indication that she was not going to talk. The Constabulary interrogator was annoyed with this woman, but she had her orders.

"Miranda, you face life imprisionment and possible execution." The prisioners reaction was one of shock.
"You have a long life a head of you. Give us the information we need and you will live."

Miranda did not know if she wanted to continue with the MNPLA, the goverment was strange. But the revoloution was what Mcnernia needed, she had thoughts of her friends.

"If you go into my e-mail you will find the adress."

"Thank you." The woman left. Miranda sat in the interrogation room she was released to another part of the county far from Norsex and Bridleford, the trouble area.

[McNernia]

Griffindon
Prime Ministers Residence


The Prime Minister Brian Tyler sat looking out at the city of Griffindon. A beautiful place, but haunted . There had been protests calling for more political freedoms and such. But the insurgents had been destabilizing the situation. There were calls for reform. The fact that a former MNPF party had won had made the warriors of the MNPLA a bit more galvanized. The Prime Minister was an older man he was tired. A man who believed in the MNPF until the stagnation was to apparent to ignore and the protest had begun. He called in his secretary. The man came in he had the latest report on JTF 7, they had formed two divisions, Division 1 and Division 2. The whole of the unit was a bit more military then law enforcement, a bit of Constabulary and the Special Forces and the Royal Intelliengce Agency. The various MRC units were all doing a good job. It could be said all was well. The Prime Minister looked away from the window.

"Danny do you think I am doing a good job?'

"Of course you are."

"Thank you, its just that, all we stand for. It is a great nation this land."

"No one doubts that."

"And now we have troubles."

"We had them before."

"And maybe we will have them again." Tyler ran a hand through his greying hair, the King was a youthful looking lad. Good chap to know. He waved his secretary out. And thought.



MVF meeting
Norsex
Crimball Tavern

The people of the province were loyal to the Crown and the country. They wanted protection and the fact that the MNPLA had been putting the Constabulary on the defensive. This had made the people a bit wary. The Constabulary could not be everywhere. There were men who formed neighborhood watches to fight the threat of Communist bombings in their neighbor hoods. The MWF had announced that it supported a diplomatic solution to the war in Hutanjia. The Monarchy had no real influence besides the family names and good deeds. Some of the Royal family were serving officers but that was it. Mcnernia was quite democratic.

A few men gathered in a bar in Norsexton, the city for with the province had been named, or was it the other way around. They were loyal to their community. The men gathered.

"Alright gents you all know why we are here."

"The Communists."

"They will be the end of this great nation."

"The Constables anit doin jack."

"The guy from Bridleford is here." Another man entered the room.

"How is everyone?"

"Were all good."

"We have people and and arms stored away."

"The MDA, they are good and you are with them?"

"Course I am ,we need another group."

"We are a force of Volunteers gentlemen."

"So if you all agree I do declare the Mcnernia Volunteer Force activated."

The agreement was unanimous. The MVF entered the fray soon enough.



It was similar to the way the MWM had entered the fray. There was a MWF office in Norsex, offices were used as party meeting places and a place to register members. They were sometimes guarded by party security groups. But there was Royal Constabulary out in Norsex now, the MVF strike team had to tread carefully. The MWF office came in sight of the men in the van. i The office was unguarded so as to render it easy prey.

The men had the parcel. In it was a bomb. The office was unguarded, they did not like using these terrorist attacks but well, the MNPLA was something going through the MWF. They left the smoking parcel and ran, no security cameras and the day was quiet. The office was empty, the only dead would be the MNPLA. But there were acceptable casualties. The bomb went off.

[The UFF of Hutanjia]

KAISONG ISLANDS

PAST cell # 18 arrived in the Kaesong Islands by fishing trawler, via contacts, they were able to slip ashore and avoid customs and police officials. PAST was the People's Action Strike Teams, an elite commando/terror wing of the United Freedom Front. There were 6 members of Cell #18. The UFF was the socialist leaning revolutionary political party founded by Dr. Charles Nellis a few years back.

On the start of their journey, they were just rebels fighting an injust monarchy and its allies, now they represented a proud, newly independent nation, the Democratic Socialist Republic of the Cardwith Islands. The Cardwith Islands were the only territory the UFF rebels had been able to retain and defend against the monarchy counterattacks.

At the original behest of secret overtures from factions inside the McNernian Government, Dr. Nellis had been partially open to negotiations, but the demands of the Mcnernian side had made the efforts seem useless.

Nellis had decided on a different tact, especially when McNernian troops were revealed to be in on the invasion of Cardwithian soil. He would send a 'negotiating' team, unknown to the McNernian authorities. They would do their best to link up with the homegrown resistance in McNernia and aid them in their cause, ultimately, hopefully, resulting in a withdrawal of Mcnernian forces from the Hutanjian Islands. Failing a successful link up, they would go on their own reign of terror, adding to the chaos of the 'McNernian Spring'. This would be their negotiation.

They would try to blend in with the Havenians and set up a base of operations from there. Havenians being dark complected and like the Kaisong Islanders, more ethnically similar in profile to Hutanjians, they stood a better chance of eventual infiltration into Griffindon through Havenian immigrant groups than waltzing into the center of lily white McNernia on their own.

MRIA agents sent to the Hutanjian islands had faced similar issues in reverse as they tried to infiltrate into upper echelons of both Royal Hutanjian and Cardwithian society.
With their sleeper plants in the Kaisong Islands, they planned and plotted.

[McNernia]

NORSEX
MWF MEETING

The Mcnernian Workers Front was a coalition. Of leftist parties, such as the MCP. The leadership was not happy about the most recent bombings. This time perpetrated by a group known as the MVF, another bunch of Facists it would seem. The whole ruling council was at the meeting, a prime target, that explained the security around the mansion. A lot of revolutionaries. The council chairman Lucas Mathers called the group to order.

"Alright everyone please be seated." The council sat down. "No doubt you have heard of the MWF office being bombed. This cannot go unanswered and I am cynical of any government response so we are on our own." he looked around the room. Mathers knew much of the Council was of the same opinion, this would not be unanswered. Such was unforgivable. Mathers looked around the room before taking his decision. "I ask this council to approve the reinstatement of the MWM to be another part of the revolution, our mandate will be the destruction of the paramilitaries and if nesscessary Government Forces."

"Mathers, we should not follow through with this thing, we are committed to next election."

"Ritterman, the Government sanctioned the MDA and the MVF ,I cannot abide such action by our government."

"Surely you would agree that the elections would be the best way."

"Imeadiate action." Mathers paused "Is the only way to deal with the MVF and MDA, you know that Ritterman."

"We must comitt to the elections and reject the gun."

"The gun has been forced into our hands Ritterman."

"Government does not sanction them."

"Do you have proof of that?"

There was a pause as Ritterman considered it. He had no proof. "I know people in Parliament who were appalled at these attacks. It is the MNPLA, risk to civilians causes the people to rise." That put Mathers on the defensive. He considered Rittermans statements.

"True but yet the Government will not respond to the MVF and MDA cause they are on the side of the government. The MRC won't help ,they will support them."

"Only time will tell. The MWM will be placed on alert."



NORSEX
BLAST SITE

The various Royal Constabulary personnel were gathered around investigating the blast. Forensics was all over, reports would be taken down for this, the Constabulary did know. Then one technician came across the letter deposited on the rubble, it must have been place there after the bomb had gone off by those who had done it.

Dear Royal Constabulary

Good Day

We know full well that you have had a problem with the Mcnernian Workers Militia and these zealots the MNPLA. We will help you. Give us what we need.

The letter was passed to commanding officer at the incident, he filed it away. The damn insurgents would not be in the urban areas for long, these terrorist attacks were the start of something. The letter was signed with a red arm raised holding a bloody sword. The Constabualry had examined the site throughly, nothing would be left to chance. The perpetrators were known as the Red Hand gang, for their badge was a read hand. They would be another target for JTF 7.



Kaisong Islands
PAST Landing

The PAST unit to get ashore would have to pass by the Royal Kaisong Islands Defense Force ships that were on patrol around the islands. The RKIDF was particularly vigilant around the military instillations. There were other resistance groups, there was not one group. In the oversees provinces there had been some National Liberation movements, stamped out by the Army ,they had latched onto the Mcnernian Spring, there was a spirit of Federation among the peoples of the empire yet some desired independence, the Kaisong Island Peoples Freedom Army had resisted the Mcnernians and they watched the newcomers move ashore. They were small time, the Mcnernians had mastered COIN warfare,they protected the civilians, separated them. Also the KIPFA were a bit unpopular.

The KIPFA had made something of a resurgence, the Police were active, local RKIPS pesonell. The MNPLA had made some overtures to the KIPFA. The fisherman who had taken them was a member of the KIPFA, he ran errands for them, a few days in Kenega and then this job. The villiage was old, abandonded, occupied seasonally.Taka Razu watched the men from his place in the trees, they were Polynesian. From Hutanjia perhaps, he had heard a lot about Dr Charles Nellis. The one who had gotten the damn nation riled up. His men moved in the trees. Razu stepped out into the path of the new arrivals.

"welcome to our country."

[The UFF of Hutanjia]

The PAST operatives came ashore at the docks. They wore grubby fisherman's garb, stained with fish oil, salt marks and grease. They lugged their duffel bags with them. They were slightly unzipped to provide quick access to the Uzis and pistols nestled on clothes inside.

The Kaisong fishing Captain patted his pocket where the bribe was and smiled and waved. There was more promised if he got them to McNernian shores in a few days. It helped that he was sympathetic to both their cause and to the KIPFA. They left the docks, heading towards the beach instead of the town beyond.

An Asian man stepped out of the trees, and they noticed more men in the shadows behind him. They crouched, hands in their bags, at the ready.

"Welcome to our country." He said simply.

They relaxed slightly, not taking their hands off the weapons, but not drawing them out of the bags either. The leader of PAST #18, Maxwell replied,

"Thank you, sir. It is lovely so far." Maxwell and the rest waited for a code word that these might be their contacts. If they weren't their contacts, the fact that they waited for them in the trees would not be a good sign. There would be blood.

[McNernia]

The Polynesians kept hands in their bags, his men stepped out of the trees weapons at the ready, they worried that these Polynesians would be KHS, they were of the UFF, Razu knew that. He signaled to his men to lower their weapons. Taku had studied in Griffindon and knew of Nellis, who in such circles as his was thought well of. He looked them over. "Daijkans boat is not the most comfortable ride." He spoke english. "The revoloution needs a reason, the MNPLA, they...we need reason to fight. The whole révolution."

[The UFF of Hutanjia]

The Polynesians kept hands in their bags, his men stepped out of the trees weapons at the ready, they worried that these Polynesians would be KHS, they were of the UFF, Razu knew that. He signaled to his men to lower their weapons. Taku had studied in Griffindon and knew of Nellis, who in such circles as his was thought well of. He looked them over. "Daijkans boat is not the most comfortable ride." He spoke english. "The revoloution needs a reason, the MNPLA, they...we need reason to fight. The whole révolution."

Maxwell and the rest of the PAST cell relaxed a bit further. It was close enough to the code phrase.

"You should have reason enough to fight after what that bloated, corrupt regime did to your country. Now they're bringing the hammer down again on their own people. Wouldn't there be a myriad of reasons to fight?..." Maxwell wiped at his face, glancing back,
"Maybe we could continue this conversation somewhere more private? Away from prying eyes and ears?"

The PAST men on the flanks had started to face outward, aware that they were moments from being walked up to by any curious fisherman or dock patrolling constable.

[McNernia]

Kaisong Islands

Taku looked around himself, this villiage was occupied seasonally, there were some who lived here, many had moved to the cities. Daiku for example. He nodded. "My friend, the history of these islands is long and hard, the Mcnernians...they have not endeared themselves to some but they endeared themselves to the right people." he said that with a disgusting taste. He gestured, "Come with me friends, there are others from Mcnernia who would meet with you.'

The PAST troops would be lead into the bushes, there were the sounds of jungle birds in the trees,Takus men led the way, looking for the enemy if they were looking for them. "The KIPS boys wont be looking for us tonight. Not yet." The KIPFA insurgents were wary. "The government in Daiku includes settlers and natives." there was a truck waiting on the road. "Get in lads." Taku spoke to the PAST men in English. They would be driven to a farm house. There were three masked men waiting. White. "We have come to meet you. We represent the Mcnernian National Peoples Liberation Army."

[McNernia]

Residence of General Price Chief of Staff

It was a small manor house outside Griffindon, General Tobias Price was the occupier. There were other officers. Members of the General Staff, it was a meeting to discuss the war in Hutanjia and what was to be done. The old, greying war dogs settled themselves in the lounge with orderlies to wait on them. Price placed a report on the coffee table.

"Well boys we have a problem. The damn politicians in Parliament ,they have made us New Edomite puppets." He looked at the reports. "Well over 100 fatalies it would seem. A few Navy Jets, also there are helicopter losses." he was also chief of army staff. The Havenians were a damn good lot of soldiers, they had taken losses but well still pulling through. The Prince Emett had been set to the frontline, if he died that would be bad. The King was against this war, the whole empire was it seemed.

"Marshall Price we seem to be another New Edomite Puppet or something." this came from the Chief of the Air Force Air Marshall Sir Fredrick Dllan. He sipped a cup of tea and looked around, '"Oliver will call out the full force of the Constabualry and will no doubt want to absorb the Provincial Police services and the RIAID fully, also JTF 7 before he calls on you Field Marshall."


"I know what he will want, he will want Blakeford to bend to him."

Admiral David Ralton spoke up ,"Also well, we are going to be getting a decent Coast Guard up and running ,stop terrorists and such from getting in to the nation." he was not pleased that there would be forces that would have sea security responsibility but well, Mcnernia was getting sucked into the Hutanjia war more and more. And needed domestic weapons, the Anemonian and Lyran and Triumvate equipment would be good for now but well, the domestic industry was a bit lackluster. That would have to be improved.

The commander of the Royal Marines Eian Donavan was next to speak. "We are the four top military officers. I think that the King, he is spending a bit too much time fucking his wife." he was a bold man who was not afraid to offend people in high places.

Ralton looked over at Donavan ,"The King ,don't talk about his personal things commander, how would you like it if I was spouting shit about what you did as a cadet to him?" The comment made Donavans dark eyes harden, "What I did during my time at the Naval Colledge ,and later at Marine School is no business of the Kings."

Ralton was pleased he had gotten his old friend in a bind. "So don't factor His Majesties personal life when considering the fate of this damn Federation." Dillan looked between the two men, "The Queen is with child, damn elves. I know the Macnarin boys. They are marrying elves, I have heard a rumor at the court, he took a DRAGON maid as his mistress." The men looked at each other.

"I don't know, if they are elves."

"You know it Price."

"Gentlemen, I say we back the Duke of Dollorford."

This was a shocker from Dillan, the room grew quiet. " I don't know what the Queen would say."

"The Governor-General has been smarting ,he thought George-Christian would be the King after his mother abdicated. The Parliament they played it close to the vest."

"And now we have …a freak that will be queen."

"I read about elves, Human children are possible from such marriages."

"Like the one the king is in."

"The Prime Minister York has made us subject to the will of the New Edomites."

"The King ,he does not like this war. Was against it."

"So well, blame Parliament."

"The assessments are too realistic, we all have studied our History, Nellis would put the Nevorians to the sword soon as the first UFF man or woman landed on the island." Donavan was resigned to the war. He stared into his drink a bit tired at the thought of losing so many.

"We have a military to fight damn wars."

"And for the defense of the nation." that came from Ralton.

"And how would the defense of a dictator who is crazed ?"

"That King is Naive, wee bit of a nut case."

"If you mean the bombings of the Cairdwaiths…tragedy but a nesscessary evil."

There was a bit of banter, but what came out of that discussion was firm resolution, the Armed Forces would act to prevent sever loss of life by anyone.



SOMEWHERE IN THE NORSEX
MWM


The nation had a lot of hills, the Ildris mountains and the hills of Norsex. The content was a vast thing, much of it did not have development. The MWM had established a training camp to train other militants. The camp was a few buildings and a shooting range. It played host to a growing revolutionary movement. There were people training on the firing range and others had done the assault course. The MWM had organized, a few cells would constitute the Liberation Action Strike Teams, LASTs. There were other militants but the LAST groups would be the tip of the spear.

The men of LAST 1 were preparing to launch a assassination mission, the target the commander of the Constabulary in the area. They checked the reports coming in from the various informants. Government was somewhat beauricratic and the treatment of protestors was not good. The LAST men checked over their gear, they would enter the city meeting at the rendezvous. They left to go to their vehicles, they got in the cars and split up heading into Chelder, one of the towns and the one with a major Constabulary presence.

The city was quiet as usual the Constabulary had zoned off the area that would be place where the HQ was. There were those who supported the guerrillas, a better future for all. The commandos climbed up onto the roof of a building, binoculars scanned the area. The Constabulary had one or two MA9A2s with water cannons or maybe Grenade lauchers, sentries were out at this hour. The men were tense, they were good at what they were supposed to do. Inflict maximum damage on the enemy. The Constabulary Commander was not outside, not that he would be. His face was known to the LAST team. The team was tense. They knew that the MVF and MDA were active, the video online was what the insurgents used to communicate with the populace. The internet was one of the ways that battle was waged. One team member spoke out.

"Stand by."

"Target is coming?" The sniper on the roof looked up through his scope. There were several SUVs moving out of the green zone. That was what the area looked like ,a bloody sort of fortress. The city would soon start to burn or something, the MWM/MNPLA forces fought to liberate Mcnernia and then give freedom to the whole empire. The convoy moved out of the area of safety, there were three heavy SUVs and a group of lighter SUVs. The windows were black and the night was dark. The sniper looked at the vehicles. The best bet would be the center car.

"Damn it take the shot."

"Ok."

The shot was taken, it went into the side of the armored vehicle. The two blocker vehicles had traced the route. There was no prermeter ,the first LAST team barred the motorcade and then another LAST group had come behind the reversing motorcade. The MRC unit was well armed, the SUVs were full of men who were armed. The LAST troops were forced to seek cover. The Sniper on the roof looked out off the roof at the Constabulary troops under fire. The Constables had killed two members of the LAST team, the Miniguns were silenced with sniper shots. The grenades were thrown at the cars that had the guns. That claimed more Constabulary officers. There were sounds of sirens. Police were responding. The mission was called off. The LAST men boarded the vehicles, two troops had been hit. The wounded were packed into the back of the van. An RPG at a helicopter was the good bye. The entire cell had gotten away with out succeeding.

When the LAST men arrived back in the camp after shaking one or two patrols. The MRC had decided to let them go apparently, also they had fired an RPG at helicopters. The radio they had tuned to the frequency of the Police had given them another key. They did not expect RPGs.




ROYAL CONSTABULARY
HEADQUARTERS NEXT DAY


There was a serious blow the authority of the Government of His Majesty. The Commander, David O Tonnel had escaped harm. Due to the fact that his vehicle was armored and he had security detail with him. He had a family, a wife and two kids and that would have to be protected. He arrived at work the next as per usual. There would be more things on the MNPLA and apparently a reconstituted MWM. The people had voiced the fact that the government had been corrupt. There were signs of corruption, the odd thing here and their. The fact that there was one industry that was in charge of the economy it seemed. Business was good but that was not the thing that O Tonnel was concerned about.

"I am afraid we may have to ask Griffindon for Army help."

"We could activate the Auxilary?"

"I agree Commander."

"So it is agreed we will bring in the Constabulary Reserve."

Over the next few days letters had arrived in the mail boxes of men and women in Norsex province and all around. Soon an estimate 10,000 members of the MRCR, Mcnernian Royal Constabulary Reserve had been called up to deal with the situation. There was consideration of using the National Service people to combat the situation.

[The UFF of Hutanjia]

Kaisong Islands

He gestured, "Come with me friends, there are others from Mcnernia who would meet with you.'

The PAST troops would be lead into the bushes, there were the sounds of jungle birds in the trees, Taku's men led the way, looking for the enemy if they were looking for them. "The KIPS boys wont be looking for us tonight. Not yet." The KIPFA insurgents were wary. "The government in Daiku includes settlers and natives." there was a truck waiting on the road. "Get in lads." Taku spoke to the PAST men in English. They would be driven to a farm house. There were three masked men waiting. White. "We have come to meet you. We represent the Mcnernian National Peoples Liberation Army."

SAFE HOUSE, A FARM ON THE
KAISONG ISLANDS

"Hello, my name is Maxwell and this is my crew. We are here to help in the fight against tyranny. My men are very experienced in sabotage and covert warfare. We can maybe help some of your people that are fighting the government and the monarchy. We didn't bring much with us, but we can scrounge for most of the supplies we need, if you don't have any available. We'd like to get started soon. We have means to get to McNernia, unless you have a different method in mind."

[McNernia]

Kaisong Islands
Farmhouse

The man nodded, "I am Damien, that is all you need to know. Also the "Empire" is more of a federation. The King is not the problem. He has voiced his objection to the war. We have a World Assembly rating of Inoffensive Centrist Democracy but well you know. The institutions must go. The Crown is not as bad as yours." another man spoke up "We will not use you in the front lines. We have our own units for that. The main enemy is the Royal Constabulary and Loyalist Militias. The MDA and MVF. The reason Mcnernia intervened in support of the Monarchy was to prevent a possible massacre of Nevornian civilians.

[The UFF of Hutanjia]

FARMHOUSE
KAISONG ISLANDS

Maxwell did his best to pause and give thought before snapping out his first response. This is not the radical faction we thought we'd be linking up with. They still can help us, but I need to play this extra cool. I can't believe they're trying to justify the monarchists to us!

"Well, Damien, I understand where you're coming from. I hope you realize there was no way the UFF or Dr. Nellis had mass genocide in mind when we take over Nevorn.
Whether Cardwithian, Nesselbergian or Nevornian, we are all Hutanjian people. Believe what media rubbish you want, but our covert groups have never struck at civilians, only military and political targets. "
He paused to gauge the reactions of the MNPLA group and his own men.
"Anyway, we aren't the biggest fans of monarchy, as you might have guessed. Also, what the world and its Assembly thinks of your 'Inoffensive Centrist Democracy', doesn't matter worth a damn to most common people, and I think you know that.
We definitely would like to help strike a blow for your cause, as well, within humane reason, against the Royal Constabulary, MDA and MVF. Let's not debate Hutanjian politics anymore, because that will only lead to dischord, my brother."

[McNernia]

MVF/MDA


The hills of Bridleford were where the MVF and MDA had decided to make their camps. They seemed more attractive to the locals. The camps had former soliders who had fought in Mcnernias wars in the past. They were patroits through and through. They had a mission they belived. They would defend the country to the death. The Constabulary had been sympathetic to the Loyalists. There were some arms from the police armories. Not enough to raise suspsicion but adequate.

"Attention."

The recruits snapped to attention.

"Ready arms."

The weapons were pointed down range.

"Fire."

the recurits fired from the standing position down range. The officer raised his hand. "Ceasefire." the firing ceased. The men all wore masks. The officer was pleased with the youths shooting. "Well done people, you are good at this. Very good." he inspected each target. "good job, good job. DE-SMISSED" the group headed back to their barracks talking among themselves.

The senior officers of the MVF/DA forces convined in the mess hall. The two groups had realized that theirs was a common purpose for their enemy was the same. The men and some women sat down at the table.

"Welcome all." the man at the head of the table opened the meeting. "We are here to allow for the two units that constiute the force of the nation besides those of the goverment to become two units under the same banner"

This was met with nodds of approval from the other members of the council. The descesion was clear that the two groups would have to work together to ensure that maximum punishment on the enemy.

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Society

There were videos online, posted by random account names. The propaganda was good, many had problems with the government, they showed the goverment as a bloated and rotting thing. The propaganda was a bit on the lying side but then again in such a world as this there was nothing to trust. There was widespread suspicion of the Queen. For before his marriage the King had been a man of the people. He always seemed to be out among the masses his young face was a comfort. And now he marries in secert it seemed and he was too attracted to get anything done.

The general trend was towards change. The King was popular, a young smiling face to the nation ,the fact that he could not sort out the business of family and the nation was cause for concern. The future was now in doubt. Many supported the idea of revoloution.
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Protest

The protests had gone on, there was protest over the amount of poverty, many were in the streets demanding democracy and a republic. The people overseas were aksing for Dominion status or independance. Goverment was tired so the order was to deal with the instabilty by peaceful and rational means. But sometimes there was trouble.

In one protest that occurred in Wallingford, concerning the poverty rate. The Wallingford Police service had been called out to deal with it. The right to protest was respected but the recent chaos had to be monitored, The Police had formed up between the Assembly hall and the protestors. The situation was tense. The water cannons had been deployed, the police stood by, there would be a sort of discipline award from the Interior Ministry. The negotiator approached the protestors.

"Hello you have been told to disperse."

"We have a right to protest."

"You can protest but well, the Police, I have my orders that you are to disperse."

"We wish to march and hold a rally in front of assembly hall."

"Well the order I got from the Chief Constable is to make sure you all go home."

"A peaceful rally is all we ask."

"The Chief has ordered this group to disperse."

"We will not disperse."

"Do you have a petition or anything?"

"We have a petition."

"Ill see that it gets to the Commander."

"We would like to present it to the Governor."

"I cant guarantee that the petition will reach the governor."

"Then we will bring it ourselves." The man made to shove past the riot officer who was the negotiator. The negotiator stepped in front of the man. "I said I cant guarantee much of anything so please disperse before my associates have to make you." he did not touch the man, that would inflame the situation. He was not wearing a helmet, he was a trained negotiator.

"Get out of my way. You have no right."

"I have my orders now will you please disperse?"

The man headed towards the crowd of rioters. The Negotiator retreated to the waiting riot cops who parted ranks to let the man through. The water cannons on the trucks were readied and pointed at the crowds. The crowds began to move towards the Police. The water cannons fired spraying water, forcing the crowds back. Some picked up a stone and chucked it at the riot cops who raised their sheilds to protect themselves.

The rioters retreated into the side streets of the city. The order was to disperse, not arrest. The Police moved forward grimly breaking up clumps of defiant rioters. Moltovs were a part of the deal, one youth confronted by Police said. "What is a riot with out a moltov mate?"

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ROYAL CONSTABULARY/MWM

The Constabulary had recived more helicopters and armaments. The Constabulary had been given camuflage uniforms wich allowed them to carry out a more military method of operations. Heavily armed Constabulary soliders were carrying out foot patrols in the countryside. Many lived in the country on farms. The Constabulary was out on the attack to deal with the problem.

A MWM unit had been waiting to ambush the enemy when they came by, the Blacks would be walking straight into a death trap. The weapons were readied in eager hands. They were supressed weapons ,AKs and a Drugnov. The weapons of leftists revoloutionaries. The MWM watched the patrol move closer and closer. The tension was palpable.

The Constabulary squad move along slowly and carefully they had been trained by the military so that they might be able to survive and fight the enemy. The MRC unit did not see the MWM unit that lay in ambush. The sniper fired. Dropping the point man of the patrol with a bullet through the shoulder. The patrol went on high alert, rifles were raised and the woodlands around were scanned for life.

"Lambada Romeo-1 to base, contact , sniper."

"visual?"

"Negative it is a sniper." The rest of the MWM opened up on the patrol with weapons unsupressed, let the pigs know that they are under fire. The Constabulary returned fire with their weapons. The MWM and the Constabulary exchanged rifle fire. The MWM shot well. Two Constables were hit, the MWM lost one. Wounded.

Rotors sounded, the Constabulary had summoned one of their helicopters and that was not good for the MWM. They had an RPG but would it work? The terrorist jumped up and fired, the old thing went wide. The Constabulary helicopter banked away circiling. The patrol moved back out of the area. The RPG was reloaded. The Constabulary had recived another bloody nose.

[McNernia]

KAISONG ISLANDS
FARMHOUSE


Damien nodded. "Let us make haste my good man. The MRC is becoming more militarized. I am the leader of a Revoloutionary Action Team, RAT 7 of the MNPLA. There was an attempt made to whack the MRC Commandant in Norsex. That was aborted, RAT 1 did that job. The means to get into Mcnernia are simple. A cargo ship into the nation. The destination will be Norsex". Damien looked at the PAST troopers. The second man spoke. "The place to hit to deal a problem to the Forces heading for your country would be Daiku. That is the Territorial capital."

[McNernia]

RIA HQ
INTERNAL DIVISION


Director Blakeford entered the offices of the Internal Division rarely. The various analysts and other persons stood up as the old man entered. "Everyone please sit down." he looked around. "You are all doing good work for this country." he headed for the office of Internal Director Ian Hagglar. The man was a bit over excited and he was looking over papers.

"Director ahh, good to see you."

"Mr Hagglar, why has your division not taken much action."

"Mr Kiraway's statements have provided quite a bit."

"Now bloody act on the damn stuff."

"If we act we risk the wrath of the populace."

"You have JTF7, let them do their job."

"Ok, Ill call them up."

"See that you do." Blakeford turned and left leaving his aide with the man to make sure he did his job.

"This is Hagglar, I am sorry for suspending you. Do your job within the law, you know."

"yes sir". The line went dead.


JTF 7

The suspension during the riot times was over. Division 2 geared up for action in the north, the units had been training hard for actions to deal with these terrorists. The men and women spread out inconspicuously in high crime areas, known areas of gunrunning and drugs, the MNPLA and MWM would be hit hard. The teams wer out in force. A silent and deadly unit.

The city of Haggar was a city of alot of Nordic people. Some crime was inevitable as the city was large place. The gunnrunners would be here, it was a port city with a long coast to allow for smugglers. Such was Norsex province. The city was was nice place. The Norsex police in this town were Provincials, the lowest you would get in a province of Mcnernia. They were distinguished as Haggar police by the fact that the bands on their badges read Haggar under the Norsex Police. The agents of JTF7 D1 set up listening posts in the various districts.

The Norsex Special Branch was willing to help, some Norsex PSO 19 officers had joined the unit. As well as special branch detectives. The target was gunnrunners who would be supplying the insurgents. The agents of the D2 detachment went on the prowl. They had weapons but prefered not to used them. The D1 unit was tasked for investigating.

There were a group of agents who blended into the customs units that had stepped up actions to prevent the shipment of arms. They did not find anything that would indicate the MWM was going in by sea, the various customs boat pilots were locals. Some had been fishermen before they decided to earn a little bit more than that, the JTF7 agents were good at helping to search boats for any sign of armaments coming into the Haggar port.

The boat was a container ship belonging to a foriengn shipping firm. The customs patrol boat ordered the ship to stop and then a launch containing members of the Royal Constabulary Maritime unit approached the ship. She was a Eragh registered vessel. That had been a hot bed of leftist sentiment and their was a movement there too to oust the colonial government and gain independance. Or so the news went.

The team boarded and began to search unknown that they were being watched by some passengers on board. They hid from sight and waited for the MRC team to come down into the bowels of the ship. The searchers were looking for weapons that could be going to the MNPLA and MWM they did not know that people could be as well. Not slaves but advisors members of the Eragh Peoples National Liberation Force or EPLNF. The Special Liberation Action Team or SLAT commandos held back waiting for the right moment.

The moment came when the team had cleared the lower decks. The SLAT troops skillfully ambushed them and incapacitated them. They were lighty armed police officers. And they would make good hostages

"Davy deal with that damn customs launch."

"Roger." A man on deck rose up with an RPG and fired at the MRC boat wich was not meant to take a rocket. The boat exploded. There was a chance of the MRC finding out about what had happened to the team. The captian and crew were a part of the EPNLF. And the EPNLF had decided to help the MNPLA and the MWM.

The customs launch had a few surviors. These would need some treatment the EPNLF insurgents decided but still they would make good hostages. The ship continued on with the prisioners and the delviery. The ship headed into a hidden cove. The night soon came on and the ship dimmed her lights. There were two task force agents among the captured.

[The UFF of Hutanjia]

KAISONG ISLANDS
FARMHOUSE


Damien nodded. "Let us make haste my good man. The MRC is becoming more militarized. I am the leader of a Revoloutionary Action Team, RAT 7 of the MNPLA. There was an attempt made to whack the MRC Commandant in Norsex. That was aborted, RAT 1 did that job. The means to get into Mcnernia are simple. A cargo ship into the nation. The destination will be Norsex". Damien looked at the PAST troopers. The second man spoke. "The place to hit to deal a problem to the Forces heading for your country would be Daiku. That is the Territorial capital."

Maxwell smiled. "Well, then let's go. Daiku first, then on to Norsex. Lead us onward, good man. We need to strike a blow at those who would suppress and stifle the freedoms our people need and deserve!"

The other PAST men nodded, but held their tongues.