Far-Right Insurgency in the USN [MT] [Open] [IC]

[Hallgarshian]

The old Emperor of Hallgarshian sat amongst the exotic plants of his personal garden while his score of dutiful servants dotted about him.

"Your Imperial Majesty." came a familiar voice from behind him.

'Oh Walter!" Exclaimed the Emperor, turning in his chair to set eyes on a distinguished member of his Foreign Service, "Come come," he called, "stand before me so I may see how you have fared in your travels."

Walter obeyed his emperor and positioned himself in front of throne that Emperor Harold Von Griven was seated in. Walter, dressed in his ceremonial green military uniform, bowed deeply to the man who had ruled his country for over sixty years.

"Well clearly the travels weren't too hard by the look of you." Emperor Harold chucked. His laugh was raspy and strained, an ongoing reminder of his age that had dominated the Empire's politics for many months now. He didn't just sound old though, he looked old too, his skin was timeworn and his eyes that use to command the fear of enemies were now blood freckled.

Walter laughed along with his Emperor before replying, "Thank you your Majesty, but you look better than when I last saw you six months ago."

The Emperor rasped out a laugh again, "Well I wish someone would tell Edward that."

"No!" Exclaimed Walter, "I had heard whispers but couldn't believe it to be true. Prince Edward isn't actually-"

"I'm afraid so." Emperor Harold cut in, "My first born in whatever wisdom now believes he can rule our Hallgarshian, and it looks like he's not willing to wait till I'm in the grave. They tell me he has forty-thousand men pledged to him by my so called vassals."

"Forty-thousand? A sizeable number but he would still be crushed by the Royal Army." responded Walter.

"All true, my friend. That number has grown steadily though over the months you've been gone. Something will break eventually. I'll die or Edward will do something stupid." Replied the Emperor, "Anyways, enough of this matter for now. Why don't you take a walk with me around the garden and you can invigorate me of the details of your travels."

The two then walked around the garden, leaving Emperor Harold's troop of servants behind, as well as their prying ears. During their walk Walter told him of all the wonderful and odd places he had been. Draven, Yuzelkia, Telmar and Natan.

"A civil war you say?" inquired the Emperor.

"Yes, between the ruling establishment and a extremist political movement." answered Walter.

"Who would we find more agreement with?" asked the Emperor.

"Well the extremist have a more realistic sense of politics, much like ourselves, but they are still extreme. The ruling establishment there is weak and idealistic in old notions of democracy." responded Harold.

"Interesting... and you said you got on quite well with those in the establishment you met?"

"I did indeed." replied Walter.

"Maybe we should think about helping them. Intervening, what do you make of that my faithful servant?" Asked the Emperor.

Walter looked puzzled "if you may excuse me, your highness, but why such an interest in this Natan?"

The Emperor halted both of them and grasped Walter with an arm, he looked around briefly before continuing, "Because Walter I estimate I have on good fight left in me. I will not die a Emperor betrayed by his dishonourable son."

Walter was taken back, "But what could a throw-away democracy in this great open world have to do with our internal difficulties here at home?"

The Emperor sighed, "I am ashamed to admit it, but I won't be able to defeat Edward head on. I need to cause some chaos first before confronting him."

"I'm afraid I'm still a bit confused, your Highness. is your hope to delay Edward long enough with this war to formulate some kind of plan against him?"

"A plan has been formulated and we must act quickly. Please, Walter, if it is your last act to me as your Emperor, go back to that Natan, tonight, and declare to their leader in person that Hallgarshian is joining them on the field. I don't care if they say they don't need our help or protest. I will send a force to Natan and my son, Edward, will lead it."

Walter nodded slowly, "I think I know what you mean your highness. Shall I go now?"

"Yes! Go like the wind, my friend!" Harold yelled out as Walter took off towards the exit of the Garden. Emperor Harold then returned to the clearing where his servants had waited, now with a confused look on their face after seeing Walter dart our of the garden.

"Is everything alright, your Majesty?" asked one of his servants.

"Fine fine." Harold said with a dismissing wave of his hand. He took a seat back in his chair, "but someone get me the Royal Commander. I must speak to him immediately."

With that the Emperor's plan was set into motion, The Royal Commander was rushing to his Emperor's garden, wondering what in the world could require his presence so quickly. Meanwhile Walter of the Hallgarshian Foreign Service rushed his way to the airport where he boarded a Royal jet and headed back to the United States of Natan.

[Crysuko]

Having received the transmission, Malell decided to take a diplomatic route "we will be happy to receive any reinforcements and materials your are able to give, as long as any vehicles and equipment are of a modern standard, or are able to be retrofitted" he also send an access code, allowing them to deliver the lend lease to a receiving port.

Meanwhile, the preparations of the expeditionary force were nearly complete while planning of the operation went on. Sangh and his generals had decided on a blitzkrieg strategy of having a spearhead of heavy armour and mechanised troops supported by mobile artillery and infantry reinforcements carried by either APC or motorised units. They were banking on rebel forces being poorly equipped to deal with armour and massed artillery. The initial beachheads would be made by marines and amphibious vehicles.

The one nagging thought, though was the possibility for them to receive intervention forces from other nations. Should another nation stand against them though it would be trivial to pull in reinforcements by the tens of thousand. The USN is only 3 days by sea at military speed, so keeping the attack forces supplied and reinforced wouldn't be difficult.

[The Federation of Kendor]

Presidential Palace, Baxter, Kendor

President Martha Leyner was sitting on the oak chair inside of the Presidential office. She have just finished her research for today, and she will now address the problems on her nation, brought by the people, to solve. All of the problems were sent to an app called "Nation Issues", which allowed the people to send their complains, suggestions, etc on the nation. As she sent the issues to the appropriate government departments, organizations, etc, a person knocked on the door.

President Martha soon opened the door, and found out that the person who knocked the door earlier was a man named Robin Northwood. He was a member of the Foreign Affair's Ministry. Working in a department that deals with international incidents, he got permission from the head of the Foreign Affair's Ministry, as well as the head of the department where he worked to sent the news to President Martha Leyner. He soon talked about the far-right insurgency on the United States of Natan to her until he finished. She quickly made a decision.

She decided to gather Vice President Lisa Jerren, Grand Advisor Samuel Worton, Grand Marshal Manuel Worthington, and some other people for a meeting about how to deal with the situation on the USN. They headed to the meeting room on the Presidential Palace. Thirty minutes later, after the room was prepared for the meeting by the staffs, the meeting was started, lasting for an hour.

The meeting was concluded with an agreement, to send a peacekeeping force to Natan, as well as trying to relieve the humanitarian disaster that happened as a result of the conflict. Attempts at undermining the spread of enemy ideology so that the original ideology of Natan will be preserved will also be performed.

The people at the meeting soon went back to their respective places, with President Martha returning to the Presidential room. She soon instructed the Head of the Foreign Affair's Ministry to send a telegram to the leader of Natan, while she called the leader with the phone in the Presidential room. The phone was a house phone, not a mobile phone.

Meanwhile, the peacekeeping force was currently in the process of being mobilized. The Kendorian Army started to gather commanders to command units that made up the peacekeeping force. The commanders in turn, gathered their soldiers, as well the necessary equipments, ammunitions, and logistics. Ships and planes are prepared to sent the troops to Natan.

[Democratic Exodian Territories]

Morning Star Arrays, Democratic Exodian Territories

The multitude of guns, their facilities scattered across the islands, lifted their barrels, which were previously parallel to the ground, towards the skies.

The looks of the weapons varied from the locations they were viewed. From the ground, they looked terrifying- imposing and powerful, with their high-caliber barrels- and ultimately useless, due to their size and massive, stiff bulk.
From the air or space, they looked tiny and even more useless- what could such a tiny weapon do against anything that came from above?

Suddenly, they all fired simultaneously- earthquake-like recoil, akin to that of a manned rocket, but much shorter. Their shots, glowing a faint blue before disappearing completely, simply went in their direction.

The explosions came soon after- a look similar to a star’s twinkle, but they were happening very, very close.

Temporary Installation 16-8, East Minor Islands, Democratic Exodian Territories
18 hours later

“12 confirmed hits out of 20. They might have a few to still do some damage, but we know we’ve taken out most of their capability. The time to move is now, boys.”
Hill remarked. “Director Bujeras wishes you all luck. The people of Exodia wish you luck as well.
Remember your mission. Godspeed forever!”

In the dead of darkness, the mercenaries boarded the 2 aircraft that would take them over Natan.

2 Rising Sun DE-25s, Exodian-produced modifications of the Antonov An-22, were specially outfitted for the trip; painted in the colors and logos of the Golden Star Merchant Line and modified to look as much like a civilian aircraft as possible, it was likely the Natanese Air Force wouldn’t attack them.
However, it carried several armaments and military-grade tricks concealed within their bellies, gadgets that would be vital when doing the initial fly-over.

Besides, they would be receiving top-secret assistance- the Exodian Air Force and Navy were generous enough to be providing air support- in the form of 6 unmarked A-17 Wakizashi stealth-capable jets. They weren’t the most modern in the Exodian arsenal, but they certainly had a great reputation. 2 would be launched from TI 16-8 right alongside the DE-25s, another 2 would be launched from Kingstrom Forward Naval Base, equipped with disposable long-range fuel tanks, and the last 2 would be launched from the ESS Vengeful amphibious assault ship. All would join over Natanese airspace, help the cargo planes airdrop the mercenaries into rebel territory and land, then depart back to Exodia.

The ESS Vengeful, escorted by the ESS Gremlin destroyer, were the closest group to Natan by sea travel of 2 days, and would provide assistance in the form of electronic warfare and sometimes airstrikes when available to the mercenaries, as well as provide a sanctuary for them in case “Plan B” needed to be deployed before going back to Exodia when the mission was crews and pilots had been sworn to secrecy, and no once doubted their ability. True, it was much smaller than the forces the enemy were bringing, but their superior tech, combined with the signature Exodian fighting spirit, was sure to prevail.

Hill, at this point, wasn’t acting entirely on orders, but on pure belief. He had read of Natan many times before, of the plain oppression of right-wing political ideologies and prejudice and discrimination of Christians in the nation.
He hoped that this would truly perform a change, as the planes disappeared into the midnight sky.

[Skyhooked]

Skyhooked city. Capitol.

Stan Dixon was drinking whiskey, while Casey James enjoyed his joint as usual, when they got a report about an insurgency in USN. It could be dismissed, but the nature of this rebellion was about far-right attemptiong to seize authority. Both council members realized, that Skyhooked doesn't need another potential enemy.

-"Turned out, that some folk just wanna create a state, which exploits others and oppresses them. Just like ol' Enthorea."-Stan Dixon says to Casey, as they head to the meeting room.

-"Yeah dude, only we can prevent forest fire... I mean fascists rising to power. We don't need them genociding folk or something."-Casey James

-"Technically, they are conservative, not fascists... but knowin', what pisshole was our country before revolt, we ain't takin' chances. People need us not only back home. Besides, spreadin' our influence is good in a long run. What we gonna do is this. We send in our armed folk, and politely ask all sides to stop this nonsense at once. Peacekeepin' will also improve our international image, and imagine, how many tasty deals we gonna have. And that feeling of moral superiority is just plain grand. And while Exodians are on the side of rightist rebels, they also like us. So if conservatives lash out at us first, they gonna lose their ally. We might wanna provoke em'."-Stan Dixon

-"So it's concluded. We act."-Says Casey James and give an order to prepare the intervention forces. Few humanitarian missions and a bunch of hired militiamen with Capital minutemen were prepared to deploy in different parts of USN. As soon as they headed out in three groups, Skyhookedian government sent a message.

From: Skyhooked with love
To: All sides involved.

This civil war just went too far, so we decided to send guarded humanitariam missions and peacekeeping forces, to end this conflict.
We strongly suggest all sides to negotiate peace.

Do NOT attack them, or face dire consequences.

[Crysuko]

As if Sangh and Malell's jobs weren't getting complicated enough already. Why did international politics have to be such a pain? Feeling scorned by this sentiment, Malell prepared a response to this sudden new player.

"We have prepared a task force to pacify the reactionary forces, and they will be deployed at the call of both our government and that of the legitimate government of the USN. The force is soon to deploy and if any of the military stands in the way, they may be fired upon. You have been warned." He signed off on it, handing it over to be sent back, before slumping in his chair. This was supposed to be simple, wait for the reactionaries to get more uppity which would result in the USN calling us for help, we roll in from the sea and wipe them out. It was a hopelessly idealistic position and he knew it, Sangh knew it. But what really made this annoying are these "peacekeepers". Bah! it was nothing but a transparent attempt to defend the rebels, if they thought either he or Sangh would be fooled by this amateur tier lying then they would be unpleasently surprised.

The invasion isn't going to be stopped by some boardroom bullies claiming they knew better. The rebels are directly in our crosshairs, and neither hell nor high water is going to save them.

[Democratic Exodian Territories]

Somewhere over Natan

The loud drawl of the plane’s propellors kept LeVon up the entire time, despite most of his men sleeping soundly in the cargo bay. He remained anxious, frequently pondering what the future would hold.

“Percy and company. You hear me? Over.”
He responded, Agent Hill’s voice echoing through the radio.
“I hear you, Darren, and so does the crew. What is it? Over.”

“I’ve got some news. You won’t be engaging the Natanese, at least not right now. O-P-E is being canceled overall. But you’ll still be making the landing. I’ll leave open the line so we can talk.”

“Why is this? Something big come up?”

“Yeah, it’s the Skyhookedians. Yeah, those guys. Not to mention Kendor. Those nations have sent a ‘peacekeeping’ force over. We can’t engage the Natanese without pissing off several powerful nations, especially one we consider an ally.”

The original plan was to use small, dropped bombs to disable any Natanese military posts they happened to fly over.

“You’ll still definitely be making the drop and the landing, as there’s nowhere else to go. I can see from the trackers that you’re around fifteen minutes away from the drop. Oh, and if you see any Crysukian troops, feel free to blast the sh*theads away. The f**king commie bastards refused to accept any sort of diplomatic talks. We’ll all get our wish of seeing Reds turn red.” Hill said, a more excited, upbeat tone to his speech.


“Oorah! We’ll see what we can do, and take down some for sure.”
LeVon responded.

“Once again, Godspeed to you all. Give me a call once everything’s safe on the surface.
Here’s a treat for you gentlemen: I recently received a message of my own, from the Governor himself. He might be leading another fighting front on a quarter ‘round the world, but he’ll still care of all of his citizens. He congratulates me personally, of course, and he hopes the best for this task force.
I wish all of you the most the Almighty has to offer. Over.”
Hill gave a last parting message before closing the line.

LeVon took a deep breath, before stepping out and waking the soldiers of fortune under his command.

15 minutes later

The rounded lights in the cargo bay blinked on, a deep red illuminating the cockpit as morning skies flashed outside.
It then turned a bright green, as the camouflage-wearing men inside, bunched up together with packs of equipment, gracefully tumbled out of the aircraft before deploying their cloud-white parachutes.
The plane behind the infantry-carrier also opened its bay doors, as masses more of equipment and a few vehicles rolled out with their own parachutes.

Meanwhile, the plane’s pilots turned to their radios.

”This is the Golden Star Merchant Line, Flights 310 and 145, If there is anyone on the ground, do you copy? I repeat, this is the Golden Star Merchant Line, flights 310 and 145, does anyone on the ground copy? We request direction to the nearest Airstrip and permission to land.”

[Xanadaria]

"Oh I do love a good war," Xanatos sipped from his tea, observing the ongoing conflict.

Well, it wasn't really a war. At least, it hadn't been at first. Just some nutty insurgents attempting to take a small bit of power for themselves. But now, all sorts of reports were flying in. The United Socialist States of Crysuko had threatened military action, sending in a massive force to displace the insurgents. They weren't quite sure of the numbers just yet, but early reports suggested thousands, if not tens of thousands. Furthermore, The Golden Imperium of Lotharia had sent an encrypted message to all those supporting the rebel regime, Xanadaria included. A coalition to create a Monarcho-Fascist state within Natan. The idea pleased Xanatos to no end, the economic and military possibilities whirling in his mind. Still, it was a tad short-sighted no? Why one Monarcho-Fascist state when you could secure control of all of them? With the government and their allies focused on the four states solely under the control of the insurgents, the rest of the country was weak. His chief military advisor had assured him that a swift and vicious strike on the northern states, the islands, would inflict a crippling blow to the country and allow Xanadaria to sieze vital resources.

The opportunity was too great to ignore.

Berlin, Reichstag, Lotharia

(Image)

From: The Golden Imperium of Lotharia
To: All nations currently with announced support of the rebels, as well as the rebels themselves
Subject: Building a coordinated coalition to achieve our goals, and for a round of negotiations to be held in Berlin
Encryption: Extreme
Text:
Greetings of the many states, empires, and confederations involved in this conflict on the Rebel's side. I am Emperor Maximillian Vynarum of the Lotharian Empire. It greatly pleases me today to announce that I have managed to strike a deal with our Senators and my Ministers to send 300 million dollars worth of financial and military support for the insurgents, a colossal number in this situation. I also aim to lead a coalition to establish a Monarcho-Fascist state in Natan, to secure both our own strategic interests as well as yours, we will have them in the MTO as a MTO client state, and in exchange they will have many economic and military pacts with you guys as well, separate from our own. We propose to hold the talks to officially establish this coalition in Berlin, as such so we can show you our majesty, might, and our culture, as many of you have never had major contact with us before. We seek to impress, and we seek to progress. With us as the leader of this coalition, we seek to ensure the rebellion's success. We expect a diplomatic message back from you in response to this as well as an answer if you shall attend and/or support this meeting and/or planned coalition as soon as possible. Thank you all for your time.
-Sincerely, his Majesty Maximillian Vynarum of Lotharia

From: The Federation of Xanadaria
To:All nations currently with announced support of the rebels, as well as the rebels themselves
Firstly, to the Imperial States of Natan,

The Federation of Xanadaria welcomes your arrival on the international stage. We offer you arms, funding and even soldiers to stake your claim within The United States of Natan. Let it be known that we formally recognize you as the rightful nation, and hereby refuse to engage in any further diplomatic relationship with The United States of Natan. To assist you with your conquest, we will be deploying soldiers to the Northern islands. This will cripple Natan's power, both in military might and in terms of resources. Once we are finished, we will move in to support you, destroying all who oppose us as we launch our invasion. Of course, in exchange for our assistance, we will demand access to some of the USN's resources. Trade agreements and a military alliance will also be much appreciated, once the war is done.

Secondly, to the nations who have announced their support in the war. Welcome brothers. Together, we shall crush this pathetic regime held up by the false ideals of fairness and equality. I am sending 400,000 of my troops to the Northern islands, to disrupt the nation of Natan and to prevent any additional support arriving to attack the rebels. Once my men have secured a foothold, we shall proceed onwards to crush any other nation who would dare to overthrow this regime.

To The Golden Imperium of Lotharia, we graciously accept your invitation and will shortly be sending a diplomatic envoy to discuss this coalition with you.

I wish you the best of luck in this war. May we destroy our enemies.

Sincerely,
Emperor Xanatos vi Xanadaria

[Vegaslovakia]

One of the generals of Vegaslovakia's Ground Forces sighed. In face of the recent news, it would be a struggle to win, but if action was to not be taken until later, it could only get worse. He sent a major portion of the tanks and missile carriers towards the site of the rebels.