Turmoil in the MSR [ATLAS ONLY/IC]

[Unified Free Lands]

General Hanif walked back to the center of Forward Operating Base Echo in Tsuel, where a number of younger officers were waiting for him. "I have just received word of our next orders..." started Hanif, moving to the table that had been set up and marking several points on a map of the PRG. "We are to firebomb the rural areas and send in a wing of three knighthawks and an escort of seven fighters to bomb the rebel capital in the middle of the night. We have a tank division moving in to the FOB that should be here to clean up the villages soon, for now everyone is to get to the assignment. Oh, and the artillery will need to strike the villages to, tell the artillery commanders to use napalm rounds."

"Yes sir," said the other officers before running off to complete these tasks.

[Socialist Mercanda]

AJITO, CINOTH

Temujin looked at Aruma, suspicion on his face beginning to show. "Well, if you don't disclose information, I'm afraid I won't be able to sign off on anything," he said, folding his arms, "We've been under severe stress in recent years, and under tremendous stress in the last week, as you can see. And about compensation, if we ever sign off on a deal, that won't be happening. You enter this war because you want to aid our nation, not because you want to get paid by our nation. Or, you could be forced into war because of organisation rules, but that's not the point,".

He looked at Aruma for another moment, before continuing, "Now, may I ask, what are these ways of removing the rebels you have?".

URANBAYTAR, ERDENAAT PROVINCE

Genghis thought for a moment. "State of affairs of the rebels? Good - We're making progress, Yes, there's been a lot of forces going against, us, but there's a LOT of rebel sympathizers in Eastern Gaiuntoor, and many civilians are joining rebel factions, all of which are in sync with one another. The main base of operations, is of course, Khandawn. All of the eastern districts of Khandawn, including it's port and airport, are under rebel control, which includes a majority of it's residents, and of course, who's the acting leader of the PRG? My mother, who's the favourite candidate to win leadership of a independent eastern Gaiuntoor, although the People's Republic of Gaiuntoor movement is a bit more popular then the democratic movement, although most rebels align with the PRG, whilst the democratic movement is just citizens," he said quickly, "However this is just the beginning of the MSR's downfall. News of a democratic movement in Kanbaatar Province is taking shape quickly, an it's spreading across the province. Riots in Tsanjing are either for being part of a independent east Gaiuntoor or democracy. All in a week,".

NATIONAL ADMINISTRATIVE BUILDINGS, TSANJING, CAPITAL PROVINCE

Riots were big outside the National Administrative Buildings of the Mercandan Socialist Republic, home to Premier Khan's regime. It was falling apart, already. The military was falling in Gaiuntooran cities, but the military was kept stable and strong in Tsanjing. If Tsanjing fell, the MSR fell. Premier Töregene Khan arrived at the buildings via helicopter, as roads were full of riots. The MSR was unstable, and the democratic movement was beginning to rapidly influence the people, as news of the movement in Kanbaatar Province was told on the news on the radio after the signal was hijacked, and now citizens themselves were rioting, despite having no arms.

As Töregene Khan walked down the building's large hallways, a worker ran up to her with the message from Vedria, and she diverted her path from the National Assembly to her office in the building, and wired back a message, using the new message and encryption system that had been rolled out in the buildings.

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To: Admiral Kurel of the Vedrian Expeditionary Forces
From: Premier Töregene Khan of the Mercandan Socialist Republic

Comrade,

Yes, all of your takes on the rapidly escalating crisis are correct, however rebels are seizing settlements and other locations in eastern Gaiuntoor, all the way from the Khandawn City District to Tsetehan District, however the area hasn't completely come under rebel control just yet.

I must also inform you of other happenings;
1. A democratic movement, which includes violent riots, has taken lift across the M.S.R, advocating the evil ideology that is democracy.
2. My people are condemning me of human rights violations after teachings were told on national radio after stations were hijacked.
3. Currently, half of Khandawn, from the Central District to the Port District is under rebel control, which includes the port, airport, naval base, downtown are and approximately 4 million residents, out of the 7 million that live in the Khandawn Metropolitan Area.
4. Riots in Tsanjing are strengthening, a majority adovating for democracy, minority to be part of a independent east Gaiuntoor.
5. Suspected trade with foreign support is taking place in the Erdenaat Province.
6. Rebel forces are strengthening, despite under large attacks by M.S.R and allies.
7. Members of the National Assembly, the unicameral legislature of the M.S.R are reported supporting these evil movements against my power.

As for the last point, I have received news that around 23 out of 150 M.N.A's (Member[s] of National Assembly) has fled Tsanjing hours after the last session to join movements, with 7 M.N.A's joining the Gaiuntoor Separatists, and 16 M.N.A's joining the democratic movement. I have also gotten word that Stasnov proposed to rebels that if they surrendered, the Stasnovans would dissolve my nation and form a new nation, to which I am highly against, however the interceptors were killed before they could transfer the entire message over, and so we are cautious of Stasnov for now, however welcome their advances against rebels, however we do not want to say anything to fracture our relationship and still trust them, for they may be the savior of our nation. But we are cautious, as they could also spell the end if rebels give in.

Since you are a member of the Vastava Pact, you are given unlimited access to any of our ports and naval bases.

Premier Töregene Khan of the Mercandan Socialist Republic.

[Unified Free Lands]

Some ways away from FOB Echo

Tsuer was in ruins, but the Arabian Land Forces still had to sweep the area and wipe out any possible resistance. As General Hanif said, 'the only good rebel is a dead one'. There were a couple M2 Pumas prowling the streets, as night was close to falling... It was almost eerie in a way, the tank headlights lighting up the dark streets and charred buildings. Some fires were still going, lighting up the night, and warming the cool air.

Every once and awhile there was a muzzle flash and a scream, as the Arabians found someone else and gunned them down. The Arabians were ruthless, because that was how they were trained. Usually trained by foreign forces, Arabian soldiers knew that they would never have a huge numbers advantage, so they relied on being the force that was willing to cross the line to win.

As the Pumas rumbled on and the soldiers marched, what looked like the corpse of a child jumped up and stabbed one of the soldiers in the leg. "They have freaking zombies," one of the soldiers growled, as one of the Pumas turned it's turret and gunned down the attacker with the mounted machine gun.

"That's no zombie," chuckled the Sergeant leading the operation. "That, my friends, is the reason you shoot everything that moves and shoot it twice... Playing dead is a tactic as old as war itself."

"How old did that kid have to be? Six or seven?" asked the soldier who had been stabbed, who was being lifted onto the back of the tank to be transported since he couldn't walk. "Where'd it get a combat knife like that?"

They were interrupted by more gunshots as the soldiers ran into a couple scavengers, but they continued when the hostiles were shot down by the tank. "Anyway..." said the Sergeant, reloading his rifle. "The child probably picked it up off the body of a rebel soldier."

"Are we going to have to shoot all the corpses too, to make sure they're dead?" sighed a soldier with a heavy autorifle.

"Not a bad idea," replied the Sergeant. Suddenly the Pumas stopped and went into combat position, each one pointing it's turret in the opposite direction so they could cover each other's flanks. "Uh oh, looks like we've got company..."

"Don't shoot," sighed a voice in Arabic. Sergeant Atwan. "We're friendly, the remnants of the enemy are fleeing to the northeast side of the city... We just wiped out a squad headed over there and took their map."

"Did you capture one of them alive?" asked the other Sergeant. "We need a live prisoner that we can press for info."

Atwan shook his head. "No, we would have if we knew you needed a prisoner. The best plan is probably to move northeast and try to find a straggler."

"Good. Let's do it then."

[CoraSpia]

Vice-Admiral Roman Kavinis

The sun was high in the sky as Kavinis strode across the deck of his ship, his head held in a posture of control and enjoyment. It would be far beyond the Western clouds when he finally retired, just as it had been far past the eastern ones after he had awaken. The reason for his carefree expression was rather simple: he was enjoying himself: though on an operation to wipe out genocidal communists, something that would have filled an ordinary man with fear, Kavinis was on the open water, and that was the one place he was ever truly happy.
The Mantis-class aircraft carrier was large yet sleek as it ploughed through the waves, part of the vanguard protecting the huge, bulky transport vessils arranged in a star formation, gaps filled in with the vessils of the Imperial Coraspar navy: beneath, of course, the true technology waited: 12 submarines, 4 of them with nuclear capability, ready to ensure that little harm came to their cargo: the 3rd field army.

((OOC: The post is shet, and an orbat is coming: just wanted to show I was still interested and prowling.))

[New Cinoth]

Ajito, Cinoth
Aruma's eyes narrowed slightly, "Nothing in this world is ever free. And we have no organization that is forcing us to act on your behalf." Servants brought out warm vegetables that were soaked in a potent and salty mix. A large platter of assorted squash and vegetables was set out for each of them. Aruma leaned in and spoke to a servant briefly before they hurried off. I doubt I'm going to reach any sort of passable agreement with this child. Oh well. At least the rebels are more cooperative. "Do you have any preference for desert?" She asked, pointedly ignoring Temujin's final question.

Uranbaytar, Erdenaat Province
Yuki's phone buzzed for a moment and she looked down, I see. So things are to continue with the rebels for now. How lovely. She listened intently to Genghis's summary of the rebel's events, "Hmmm I see. Well it turns out that someone upstairs is sympathetic to your cause so next week we will have something a little more heavy hitting for you. I'm certain you'll be able to put it to good use." She reached down and took one of the light pasties in her hand and chewed it thoughtfully, "Hopefully this new government will know who it's friends are that helped put it in power."

[Socialist Mercanda]

AJITO, CINOTH

Temujin grinded his teeth, but hid in a way it seemed he was smiling. "I see you have misunderstood. I was pointing out that our Vastavan comrades are forced into our crisis simply because we are a member of the Vastava Pact. And you're right, nothing is free. But you should not buy what you cannot afford. However, I have a offer for you, Empress," he said, a little too harsh on the last word, however the man was even more insane then his mother, "But instead regarding the income and financial support of our nation. We're almost completely self-reliant, and if one chord breaks in the harmony that is the M.S.R, it all comes tumbling down. Just like the current crisis, the chord of civilisation has been broken. But it can be repaired. So, if you offer economical support to our government during these tough times, I'm sure you can find the repayment of... Cheap workers good, no? We've rolled out an enormous industrial plan across our nation, and Cinothian corporations could buy up some of the factories at the many industrial estates opening up in the MSR. We have a minimum wage of around 70 tögrögs, which should be quite a low sum in your currency, probably below your minimum wage. Don't worry, the only things the world knows about these industrial estates is that they're being built,"

URANBAYTAR, ERDENAAT PROVINCE

Genghis laughed, but then became quite serious. "Of course, there's a growing chance that the PRG may not come into existence - It's the leading cause of the rebels, but new factions supporting the democratic movement are popping up, and the support for a democratic independent Gaiuntoor or the PRG are being tossed between the two. Of course, there's still a chance we could fail - But it would more then likely lead to the downfall of the MSR, or atleast some serious reforms. Perhaps the death of that tyrant, Khan. I've heard of a new movement... The Mercandan Democratic Republic movement. If the PRG fails, that's what I would support, of course. Perhaps a new light?", he said, ending it with a laugh.

[Neo Philippine Empire]

[New Cinoth]

Ajito, Cinoth
"Hmmm that is an interesting proposal. I think that could benefit us greatly." As Aruma spoke servants set a warm brownie topped with dripping fudge and bright white vanilla ice cream on top. "This could be quite a lovely idea." She bit her bottom lip softly and nodded as she crunched the numbers in her head, "I would believe so. Cinoth guarantees a living wage for all workers, but most menial jobs like factories have been replaced with machines or outsourced. " Aruma ran her hands through her hair, tousling it and letting it fall down her shoulders in a heavy silver wave. "What about prisoners. I'm assuming any we take are allowed to be kept within our custody?"

Uranbaytar, Erdenaat Province
"Huh... I see. This might throw a little wrench in our plans." Yuki scratched her head slowly with her nails, "Well this certainly is some new information to think about." A soft chuckle escaped her lips as he mentioned the death of the MSR's leader, "I'd prefer she didn't die. She'd make quite the useful captive." Yuki glanced down into the tea cup, noting it's lack of tea. "Well the tea is gone, and I haven't made another kettle. I suppose I should release you back to the rebellion. Best of luck, Genghis." She took her glass and rinsed it out. "It's tradition that the guest keep the tea glass, only if you found what we discussed to be stimulating of course."

[Valdiu]

Valdian Naval Base, North Chilokver
The matte gray of the behemoth RO/RO ships blended with the grayscale tie-dye splotchy sky. A contingency of five ships was to be deployed to the Mercandan Socialist Republic in an operation that was part goodwill, part invasion: the brainchild of Mitchell Thromright and developed jointly with Huda. Operation Friendly Entrance was officially an Abbasist Coalition humanitarian operation and show of force. In reality, one RO/RO ship was needed with a battalion of cover at most, but the forces comprising this force was much larger. The VCLSS GySgt Edward Buck and the VCLSS Pfc. Chips Dubbo were transporting upwards of a division. Prevale was even contemplating sending more ships as escorts.

Behind the RO/ROs were two destroyers and a cruiser. Interestingly, the cruiser was the VCS Chilokver, named for Valdiu's closest ally; though the name was of no benefit nor consequence. It was to form the bulk of the escort. Trailing it were to be two destoyers and two frigates, as well as a nuclear submarine. Of course, almost none of the forces had assembled yet, much less the semantics of the operation ironed out, but that was to happen soon.

Soon.

[Socialist Mercanda]

AJITO, CINOTH

"I'm glad you think so, Empress Aruma, is it?" he smirked, the same demonic genocidal expression that often captivated his mother's face came over him. The youngest of two, his older sister Xiayana had fled the country, aged 15, the night Temujin and his mother killed her father, also her mothers husband and Temujin's father, as he began to lean more towards democracy and freedom for the people. Xiayana believed that too, and she knew they were going to kill her too for it, so she had fled. Rumour had it she led a life in a country far from the MSR.

"Of course, this agreement is only to begin AFTER the war is declared over. It is also only valid if the M.S.R still exists after the war ends," he said in a dreary monotone voice. "Now," he smirked, "How long will I be staying in Cinoth? It seems quite nice,".

URANBAYTAR, ERDENAAT PROVINCE

Genghis laughed at Yuki's comment about the Premier's death. "No, she wouldn't. No one would want her. Her own son, if not dead, would run off with his genocidal beliefs if the M.S.R even exists anymore. They're missing daughter would probably come out of the shadows and throw a party, no one would care!" he laughed, looking at the cup, "Ah yes I should be going,". The sounds of wheels screeching came from up the pier.

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Liayiang's car spun out of control as she turned at a high speed around the pier, before stopping mere inches from the edge of the pier. The distant sound of police sirens could be heard, and military helicopters flew above, unaware of what had happened in the pier, but had been tipped off there were rebels active in the Erdenaaten town, and were doing some business in town. The military had blockaded the roads and were beginning to crack down from the west, however rebel supplies had left just before the tipoff.

Liayiang got out of her car and ran to the boat, where Genghis had texted her he was on. She kicked open the door, and talked nervously fast in Yuxi, and Genghis translated, although Liayiang was perfectly fluent in English, "She's saying the military are coming. Someone, probably a traitor in the rebel forces, had tipped off the military. They're starting searching from the west of the town, so you have plenty of time to escape. As for us? We've got to go," he said, as the two fled the boat to Liayiang's car. As Liayiang got into the passenger seat, something caught her eye - A man? In the shadows of the pier's buildings? She momentarily stopped, before hopping into the car, and attempting to start it. A light came up. No fuel.

URANKOWLOON, GAUINTOOR PRVOVINCE (OOC: I think I mentioned a smaller city near Khandawn in a previous post, but I forgot it's name. Urankowloon new name!

Urankowloon, located across Khandawn Bay from Khandawn, was about to unfold into a dirty mess. A military stronghold, behind the small city was a lone mountain, which steeply climbed to 763 metres. It was a extinct volcano, and rumour had it that on a flat part, around halfway up the mountain, rebels had set up camp, surveilling the neon city below. It was raining heavy in the Khandawn metropolitan area, however light pollution brightened things up in the dark night sky. Lights flickered across the bay in Khandawn - Rebel-held Khandawn was shining brightly. However some skyscrapers were partially dark, or completely black. West Khandawn also shone brightly, however in the districts between the two powers there was a light show. Power on, power off.

The rebel power in Urankowloon was much stronger then military power - The small military base - if you could call it that - was almost empty, and due for decommission in a few weeks as Khandawn North Base would be superseded by the new, larger Khandawn West Military Base, where the final fittings out of building were suspended for the warfare, however most was furnished and polished and built, and would open on schedule. Soldiers had been relocated to Khandawn South, which also would close for Khandawn East.

But rumours were wrong. Rebels had set camp and a large base in the Urankowloon Bypass Tunnel, which had been suspended 3/4 way through the project a few months back after troubled in the National Assembly about the project arose, too late to cancel, but not too late to suspend. They were about to make their move, coming out of the city centre's closed-off tunnel entrance as police were sparse. Citizens looked at the rebels in joy, whilst a minority screamed and looked upon in horror.

Within 5 hours, bombs went off, tanks went off, and more gunshots then breaths happened. Rebels emerged victorious, with little opposition. The cities centre, however, did not emerge as victorious. Buildings crumbled, the park ruined, and blood spilled on the streets. The Mercandan flag came down. The Gaiuntoor flag went up. Intriguingly, a close majority of the rebels involved in this operation were pro-democratic, as it was reported the MSR-like new nation support slid.

Urankowloon, a city of 80,000, was now under rebel control, and the empty Khandawn North Military Base was all there's. Although almost completely cleared out of any war equipment, a small storage space of old pistols and ammo lay untouched, probably for decades.

GHETAHET, PEOPLE'S REPUBLIC OF GAIUNTOOR

Ghetahet was a small town nestled in the middle of a forest, near the centre of the Gaiuntoor Province. Since a majority of settlements in the PRG's claim were still under military control, rebel settlements were scattered around. But the military was overloaded; violent democratic protests were spreading across the northwest rapidly, the whole eastern Gaiuntoor situation, and riots of many different causes in Tsanjing. Uulang-Naytor was a safe haven, the only of the Big 3 cities (Tsanjing, Uulang-Naytor and Khandawn) to not have any clear distress in the city.

Ghetahet lay quietly. Reports that wolves had returned to the Ghetahet Forest spread across the town. The town probably had the most peaceful transition from government to rebel control. There was no military presence. They overran the town hall and the police station, and set up ambushes along the towns entrances, no deaths involved in the overtake.

There was a distant rumble in the sky, and most citizens didn't take notice. The town of 3450 was having a normal day; citizens walked around and worked. The large park in the centre of the town was home to one of the MSR's tallest statues of Premier Khan. The concrete round column rose 30 metres, before a large-scale concrete model of the Premier, another 30 metres tall, stood out prominently.

Boom.

Smoke rose as a loud sound exploded through the town, although all it did was blast the statue, which fell helplessly onto trees. However the distant rumble grew louder - It became clear it was planes. No anti-aircraft equipment had been set up in the town. Rebels looked on in horror as Transarabian planes firebombed the town - However the town was mostly safe. As it was almost entirely dead of any natural plants - except for the surrounding forests and the town park - the fire didn't too much harm with the fire. However there was serious marks around the town, but it was far from obliterated. Around 145 dead, mostly civilians. Many more injured. The town's park was ablaze, and around the town some trees were on fire, however the distance between the first row of trees and the others around the town kept the fire from spreading further.

[Sde Dov]

Over Airway A135, International Airspace
690 nautical miles from Chilokver airspace
6:35PM, August 25, 2015

---

The chartered Boeing 747-400 Combi cruised at 37,000 over the night skies on the way to Chilokver, the staging point for the Abbasist Coalition Peacekeeping Force. Inside the cabin was a full load of around 250 soldiers, and in the cargo decks were 45 tons of aid supplies, weapons and other vital equipment. The 747 was currently flying at Mach .84, and the winds were pushing them to Mach .85. Their expected arrival time was to be in around three hours at their current airspeed, and they just finished their final step climb. They could always fly faster, but in the interest of fuel efficiency, they would fly at their current speed.

Captain Stephen Tan looked out the window. The sun was beginning to set already, and the moon and the stars would naturally light up the night sky. He checked the little computer to the right of his knee, and scrolled to the fuel prediction page, cross checking his dispatch sheet. They would consume less fuel than planned, and that might allow them to fly a bit faster. Their 747 was the second jet dispatched to Chilokver, complementing six C-17s set to arrive in the next few days. and the crews were reservists. Sde Dovian airlines usually would lend aircraft to the military as part of the Civil Reserve Fleet, and this 747, owned by the national carrier Orenair, was a regular to military bases. The flight deck crew were also reservists, thus this flight allowed them to achieve their required flying hours as part of their reserve duties.

His co-pilot finished his dinner. As always, the pilots weren't allowed to have the same meals, so if both of them only liked one option, the other one would watch helplessly. It was not the case this evening; Captain Tan had beef Stroganoff, while his co-pilot had chicken curry, and they both appeared to have enjoyed it.

"Delicious?" he asked his co-pilot.

"Yes, need more spices though."

"Meh. Hoping to get some good sleep in the hotel. I heard that the hotel they're putting us in is a good one."

"But remember, anything is better than that hotel in Al Azizyah."

"Damn... I remember that. Charter from Husseinabad. We didn't meet the minimum rest hours and the whole charter went tits up. Thank God they blacklisted that hotel."

"Good times. We're going on another adventure anyway." said his co-pilot with a grin on his face.

They both sat back in their seats and watched the majestic view unfolding outside their windows.

[Unified Free Lands]

1st Fale Fleet
Fale Ocean, near Mercanda


The Royal Navy had finally been called up for this war, and Admiral Hong Shoo Liu was walking the flight deck of the Imperator, one of Transarabia's two carriers. He was heading to the command area, where the other high ranking officers were gathering and planning the attack to aid the Arabian Land Forces. "Our bombing campaign has been a mild success, however our latest run wasn't as effective..." began Hong, and the rest of the room looked up. "It doesn't matter, however... The attack on Urankowloon will be a ground attack, our main job is to provide close air support and have the missile cruisers take out designated targets."

There were two missile cruisers in the 1st Fale Fleet, that could fire missiles very similar to the tomahawk ones. "What ground forces are we supporting?" asked a officer, and Hong walked to the map in the center of the room, making rapid marks on it in red ink.

"The Eastern Command has authorized more soldiers to come across the border and aid us in the attack. Their numbers will be around... 20,000. Around half of the Eastern Battlegroup. Now, the infantry forces will be accompanied by much support from the Air Forces and four armored brigades will be coming along to provide support, as well as a couple brigades worth of motorized vehicles. They'll be moving in as soon as possible and blitzing Urankowloon, while our missiles take out any anti air defenses they have... We'll send in a Hermes Spyplane to take pictures in the morning, and then the missile bombardment will begin," explained Hong. "Understood?"

"Yes sir," said the others, and they all broke away and went to completing their assigned tasks.

[New Cinoth]

Ajito, Cinoth

Aruma's stomach churned as she considered the boy. A brief moment flashed by where she considered having the royal guards beside her pick him up and throw him through the window. She chuckled softly at the thought of smearing him all over the lower layers. "Staying? I suppose you can stay for as long as long as you feel necessary, but I do expect you to abide by the rules we have set within our country. A great civilization in nothing with it's rules." Her eyes narrowed slightly as she spoke, giving off the hint that she would not be very inclined to mercy if her decided to do any genocide in her country.

Uranbaytar, Erdenaat Province
Yuki signaled the ship to reverse as soon as Genghis got off, "See you soon." Her head turned as sirens blared in the distance. "It's time to go, like, now!" The vessel lurched in the waters as it's motors hauled it backwards. Her smile faded slightly as the car did not rocket off into the night like she expected. Something's wrong.... This is very bad. She began to wave back at the car, trying desperately to signal to them to run for the ship. With any luck they could launch one of the two light rafts to pick them up and get them aboard. "Lower a raft quickly. We can't have those two being picked up by anyone important!" The crew lowered one of the rafts with a single soldier in it.

As the ship pulled out further the raft buzzed along the water and up to the pier, bobbing low in the water. The Cinothian waved frantically, signaling to the two to get on board. In his other hand he gripped a silenced SG43 submachine gun. He had orders to do his best to eliminate them and then flee before being apprehended if they refused to cooperate. "Get your ruddy rears over here now. The cause might be immortal but you two aren't. So I'd suggest a quick retreat to somewhere safer...."

[New Chilokver]

Placeholder: The Cinothian is shot, and Agent Watanabe throw a flashbang at Genghis and his confederate. A meeting with the Hayabusans is arranged.

[Socialist Mercanda]

AJITO, CINOTH

"I won't stay for long - About a week, before I return to Tsanjing," he said, sizing the woman up. He did not like the woman, but did not show it. He was unaware that information about his and his mother's ordered genocidal cleansing of the nation had been leaked years upon years ago. For example; in 2009, when he was 18, he ordered the execution of 50,000 members of the Gyandong Religion, one of Mercanda's oldest religions, in a effort to impose state atheism on the people.

News had been leaked by foreign spies less then a week after the executions - But it was not surprising. His mother's torturous regimes included kidnapping thousands of innocent civilians annually and putting them into prison camps (Dubbed "Torture Centres" by foreign media) to be tortured in order to keep civilians scared of the government, and citizens in the prisons could be held up for up to a decade, and could be any age.

"I mainly have to address some issues - Ajito is so quiet, compared to Tsanjing. I'm guessing people in Cinoth actually like the government?" he asked, chuckling, "Mercandan citizens hate the government. The National Assembly functions like a normal parliament, except completely controlled by my mother. The only reason it's there is to represent the provinces better, to advise the Premier how to handle with decisions, as she herself is only native to the Uulang-Naytor province,".

URANBAYTAR, ERDENAAT PROVINCE (chilo fgt refuses to edit psot, but told me wat he did in rmb kek)

Genghis was about to leave the car when Liayiang grabbed him. The truth was, she didn't leave to go to the shops because she actually needed anything - It was because she didn't feel safe about the whole thing. She most certainly didn't trust Yuki. Liayiang grabbed both seats, and pulled the levers down to lower recline the chair down completely.

Liayiang then saw something - someone. Her window was down, and something flew in. She screamed. Genghis looked at it for a moment. Bang. bang bang into the room i no u want it The Chilokveran flash bang exploded in the car, and the pair screamed, were stunned and fazed. The two felt something - Someone, the Chilokveran agent, dragging them out. Genghis, previously a large bulky man, passed out. Liayiang, a fragile thing, screamed and kicked.

Liayiang witnessed the Chilokveran agent put two grenades into the car, and push the car away towards the boat, while still dragging them? Liayiang didn't know what was real. She passed out.

WIP

[New Cinoth]

Ajito, Cinoth

A week... I have to put up with him for a week. Wonderful. Just wonderful. I swear he's going to annoy the hell out of me by the end of today, let alone a week. "Quiet?" Aruma seemed quite surprised by what he said, "I suppose so. It's not that bad or up in arms. The people are pretty content and we guarantee them a way to live so most people are just fine and dandy letting whatever happen becuase they know they'll be taken care of. However there are some few little exceptions, namely a splinter group of Christian terrorists, however I have people working on it as we speak." She lifted the glass to her lips and stared into the dull red liquid. "Perhaps you might get to see what treason earns people in Cinoth."

Uranbaytar, Erdenaat Province

Yuki watched as the boat sped away from the ship, "Give him support. If his girlfriend was running that fast they can't be far." Two Cinothians hunkered down and raised the sniper rifles that they had planned to turn on the Mercandan rebels earlier. A sudden loud pop and flash of light split the air, jolting Yuki and sending a surge of adrenaline through her. "What the hell just happened?" She peered through the binoculars and at the car where a man was pulling ghengis and his girlfriend. "What is that moron doing. There's no way he'll make it back." She sighed and shrugged, "Kill him." The two royal guards nodded and sighted him in, each one having spent hundreds of hours with their rifles out in the field and assisting in "early retirement" missions from the government. One shot rang out from the boat, barely 150 feet away from where the car and man stood, while the second sniper waited the miliseconds to see if the shot would hit before firing off his own lethal round.

[Socialist Mercanda]

AJITO, CINOTH

Again, Temujin's expression remained emotionless. "Usually those who commit treason in the M.S.R are tortured for the remains of their life and their family as far as first cousins are exterminated in front of them. Quite a fun thing to watch, whenever I can pay a visit to the prisons. I don't think I'll bother you, if I even speak to you," Temujin said in a monotone dragging voice, looking around. He hated Cinoth so far, but he knew if he wanted to be alive, it would be best to stay a week maximum before a safe spot to leave for in Mercanda.

"But if you need cheap labour, we also must work on the agreement. I'm not a fool, unlike some leaders," Temujin said, a slight smirk forming on his face, still staring into Aruma's soul.

URANBAYTAR

chilo pls luk at cinny's psot

NATIONAL ADMINISTRATIVE BUILDINGS, TSANJING, CAPITAL PROVINCE (ufl ur in dis one!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Premier Töregene Khan scanned the National Assembly. Around 40 MNA's had fled Tsanjing and joined the democratic cause, whilst another 15 fled for Gaiuntoor and supported the Gaiuntoor Separatist cause. That meant a bit over half the legislature was filled. In order to stop anymore leaving, she announced a new move, in a stale, cold, booming voice of hers to the National Assembly.

"None of you are allowed to leave the National Adminisitrative Buildings," she said, and some MNA's screamed out curses to her. One declared their support to the democratic movement, and swiftly the Premier took out a gun and shot him. The sound of the doors locking caused shock over the MNA's.

The intercom buzzed, for the Premier, as a small door unlocked and four guards entered, three guarding the door whilst another handed the message to Premier Töregene Khan.

It read;

[This message is based upon the interpretations between Port of Tsanjing Tower and a fishing vessel]

B - Boat
T- Tower

B: Tower! Tower! Unknown vessels spotted!
T: Co-ordinates?
B: [unknown mumbling][static][screaming heard]
T: Do you have a boat number?
B: [static]7208
T: *System scanned* We have located you. Please describe vessels?
B: Foreign... [static] Transarabian? Transarabian! SHIT!
T: What?
B: [Message cuts off][5 seconds pass][Message resumes]MAYDAY[Message cuts off for last time]

It is now believed Transarabian forces are either protecting or invading the M.S.R.

FALE OCEAN, OUTSIDE MERCANDAN TERRITORIAL WATERS

Jets had been scrambled to carry out surveillance missions on the Transarabian ships. A formation of 20 flew overhead, circling the ships for a few minutes. A message was sent back to Tsanjing, as their worst fear had been realised - Transarabian forces were on the move for Mercanda.

[Neo Philippine Empire]

OOC: Will edit crappy post later

Imperial Flagship: La Emperador

After the Emperor sent a proposal for a joint invasion of Mercanda to Corapsia, it has been days since the Emperor has waited for the country to reply to his call. However after receiving no reply from Corapsian officials. The Emperor, an impatient man who especially does not like waiting carried a disappointed face as he went to the bridge of his flagship to simply give up on a conquest and return home. Then his temporary adviser Pablito Fernandez who was to temporarily replace his adviser Paul de Francisco who was sick came in to the bridge. Francisco who was also appalled that the nation did not reply to the Emperor's call the Emperor's disappointed face, he then suddenly tried to make idea in his mind on how he should initiate a conversation to the Emperor who just sat on his chair and crossed legs, commanding the Imperial fleet to return to the Empire with a non-charismatic voice his men rarely hears.After placing the mic down and sighed, the Emperor noticed his adviser daydreaming and said to him with a darker monotone of his voice "What are you doing there? If you want to report something then do so." He was slightly irritated as the man took long to reply. He then tried to strike a conversation by saying "Fernandez!" He then saw the man snapped out of it and began speaking.

"Your Majesty, what ails you?" Said Francisco as he snapped out of his day dreaming zone and noticed the Emperor's face switched from a disappointed look to an irritated look towards him with an eye contact. He had chills running down from his body and he under cold sweat as he just realized that the Emperor has been waiting for a reply for exactly 5 minutes. A milliliter of sweat drops every 3 seconds in his body and his heartbeat skipped for a second as the Emperor began speaking to him with a louder voice inciting more irritation from the current situation but he lend his ears to the angry Emperor as the Emperor ranted against him.

"You're especially slow like those Corapsian officials who took an entire week to lie around and wait, and what ails me is that you are beside me and instead of convincing me to wait, it is irritating that an adviser like you cannot asses the situation, Francisco could have somehow convinced me to wait for those bastards for their reply.." The Emperor said to the adviser whose feet was facing through the door, he observed him and with a cheeky and arrogant voice and a smile, he then said to the adviser "Your feet is facing to the door, I suppose you have nothing more to say right?" But the adviser realized what he wants to say. He lowered himself and did not oppose the Emperor but whether it was arrogant or now he ignored the Emperor's previous statements and changed the topic by saying

"It's too late to ask this but why would you go back to the Empire without an ounce of glory?" He asked with a poker face, the Emperor who emphasized his rationality chose to forgot what he said either, he then replied "We will be making a stop in Mercanda as by my command, war will be potponed as we will be entertaining Diplomacy for now." The Emperor taking an advantage to the fact that the Khan of MSR has a risk of being assassinated then had a devilish grin that gave chills not only to his temporary adviser but to the men who has looking at him while he said to his subordinates "I am not impatient. But since there is a new opportunity, then it must be made full use of." They were stunned and as the adviser left the room, The Emperor made sound made by pressing the tongue against the front of the roof of your mouth, applying pressure, and releasing and said to himself "This new guy, What a shrewd asshole. While the Emperor then began making a telegram to Mercanda saying that the Empire will pay a visit for the sole purpose of diplomacy.

[Unified Free Lands]

1st Fale Fleet

The one carrier, two cruisers, and four missile capable destroyers, and two Frigates of the First Fale Fleet were ready for war.

On the Imperator, Hong Shiu Liu was giving out more orders after getting the pictures back from the spyplane. He marked certain spots and then handed the paper to the air commander. "These are the spots we're hitting with the missiles, the AA installations," he explained. "Also a couple AT installations."

Suddenly someone ran in, from the flight deck. "Sir, there were a bunch of Mercandan fighters circling us... We dunno what they want."

"They might not know we're friendly, but fly the Vastava flag to make sure they know," ordered Hong, and the sailor nodded.

Meanwhile, on one of the destroyers, the missiles were starting to fly. The sailors stood back as a large missile launched and headed for the rebel held part of the city with the aim of destroying anti air installations. The deck filled with light smoke as more missiles launched, and the other destroyers did the same, some heading to kill off the AA units and others heading to destroy the rebel held areas of the port.

Urankowloon

A storm was coming, one that would sweep through the city soon. The Arabian Land Forces had made their first real arrival and they were accompanied by support from a couple armored brigades and mechanized brigades.

Jets streaked overhead as a fighter wing checked out the terrain ahead before the fighting could begin, and they were equipped with a powerful chemical weapon(similar to Anthrax) for when the bombing actually started.

Some jets actually started the chemical bombing early, dropping their payloads on the outskirts of the city, but most circled back around to go to the provisional airbase that had been set up by the ALF.

[Socialist Mercanda]

TSANJING, MERCANDAN DEMOCRATIC REPUBLIC

The revolution was winning. A little over a month of revolting, the nation had fallen apart. Such scandals had been revealed to the world - Ethnic cleansing, genocide, forced atheism and so much more terrors committed by Premier Khan, an exposed ruthless woman, who had killed and tortured and detained hundreds of thousands of civilians, going from ages 2 and above.

Tsanjing was worse then Khandawn in such a short period of time. In downtown Tsanjing, smoke rose in it's large clouds, as bombings around downtown continued by rebels and military. The Premier's Palace had been completely obliterated, and the Premier's son had been reported missing, and rumours of the return of the missing daughter arose. Several fighter jets squealed overhead, signifying the final battle.

NATIONAL ADMINISTRATIVE BUILDINGS, TSANJING

In the NAB's, it was a ghosttown, but still heavily defended. Bombs were thrown overhead, but bombs dropped by aircraft were able to be intercepted before they could hit the ground, but that was going to change. Most members of the National Assembly had been executed, even those loyal, and the Premier hid somewhere within. Angry crowds were outside the gates, throwing bombs, shooting and such in a bloody battle against the every weakening military.

The rebels had progressed throughout Gaiuntoor, according to the news, but a new cause for a Mercandan federation had caused a majority to leeave their separatist ideals for a new cause where Gaiuntoor could gain a lot more freedoms, but still be tied in with Mercanda and enjoy benefits, and still claim autonomy.

A fighter jet flew low over head, in a suicide mission, with many explosives held on board, heading straight for the National Assembly building within the NAB's, however instead crashed into the gates, exploding in a fiery ball of fire.

Rebels assembled quickly; in their thousands, and many marched upon the news of the fall of the NAB. A anthem echoed at a higher sound then that of the rumbles of war; the Mercandan anthem. Hundreds poured into the NAB's, screaming, shouting, shooting. Hundreds turned to thousands. The military resistance crumbled. It had happened - The MSR had fallen. Many cities had fallen to rebels, however Tsanjing was the only major city to not have fallen - until now.

In the Ministry of Health building, they found Premier Khan asleep in a isolation tank - And dragged her out, and did what she did to them. They took her out, on national television, and executed her. Then, out of the crowds, was a familiar face.

Meixiu Khan - The Premier's long lost daughter. She smiled at her mothers dead body, and kicked it out of view. She spoke directly into the camera. "It is a new era for Mercanda - The era of the Mercandan Democratic Republic, which will be formally established at midnight. We will be a newer, democratic and fairer nation. Elections will be held 3 months after midnight - A provisional government will be then in control, led by me. We will retain membership of the Vastava Pact, and we will more certainly treat the VP with more respect - For the VP before was simply a badge for my moth- the former Premier," she said, in a calm, but cold, voice, "It is now time for rebuilding - Tsanjing has collapsed. Khandawn has collapsed. We will be a federation, and provinces will have much more freedoms, and the freedom to declare self-governing autonomy, once passed by referendum in the province or districts of the province declaring autonomy. The ethnic cleansing will come to a stop. The Mercandan Socialist Republic will come to a stop,".

WIP