Between Ice and a Cold Place [MT, OPEN]

[The Grande Republic 0f Arcadia]

Himmelsdorf, CGU

Hugo Plas

As Mr. Woods walked down the alley, Hugo walked foward and spoke "Mr. Woods its nice of you to come." hugo then turned and said "Follow me." Hugo walked as Woods followed behind him and they moved closer to an old freighter and once there descended into the hulking ruin as they walked down the stairs Hugo asked "So where in Arcadia are you from?" He was met by quiet. As they arrived at en empty room with a table, two chairs, and a computer. Hugo stopped, and spoke "after you." Woods walked into the room and Hugo followed, and Hugo closed the door behind him, and Hugo spoke "The situation in the Green Union is getting interesting, the Arcadian government is moving to build closer alliances with the KP" Hugo soon slid a file with a news report of the new minister of defense visiting the KP. Hugo continued "All across the empire volunteers are getting ready to head across the border, and we want you to cause a split in the CGU, we want you to lead the moderates, and this militia can help you. By now you probably know who I work for ,do you want this offer, when you win you will have power and a military to defend yourselves."

Robert Wood, Abandoned Freighter, Himmelsdorf Industrial Harbourfront, the Green Union:

Mr. Wood suddenly felt cold, and for once it was not because of the cold. His bare fingers clutched at the hard steel of the table as the other man went on, but he either didn't notice or didn't care as the digits started to turn blue at the exposure.

"What you want is treason!" he almost exclaimed, "You want me to work with Communists and Islamists, and for what? So I can get found out and executed? I don't know what world you are living in, but in mine C-Sec controls Himmelsdorf and Arcadia is thousands of miles away."

There was a sudden banging somewhere in the ship, the sounds of shouting voices a long ways off and yet still very near. Then there were shots, and all was silent. Wood's breath fogged up in front of his glasses in ragged puffs, but soon he seemed to be in better control of himself.

"You'd better be able to make this worth the risk, and give me substantial evidence that my life can be protected along with my assets here and in Arcadia."

GRA Today snipet

MoD. Gretchen Esser is set to meet with leading KP officials regarding the situation in the Green Union after recent news of war crimes have broke after the CGU's firewall fell just a few weeks ago. The meeting is set to be a week away.----

The Kamooko Pact headquarters in Placeoderms has confirmed that it will be facilitating a meeting at the GRA's request between several key officials of the alliance and the staff of the Arcadian Minister of Defence. The KP stated that it agreed to the meeting after an agreement with the GRA that the Arcadians would not operate large combat vessels (larger than destroyers) in Urlistan waters without first receiving permission from the KP.

The CGU has unilaterally condemned the GRA's caving to the wills of the Communist Globalist organization known as the Kamooko Pact, saying that it is yet another example of the Arcadian Empire's Jihad against the free world (in this case by forming a bloc between terrorist states bordering the Green Union). In particular Congress objected to the role of exiled PGU members in preliminary talks, disappointed and alarmed that Arcadia is lending these terrorists credibility by negotiating with them.

C-Sec has vowed to step up security on the border between the Green Union's two remaining free states and the occupied nation of Urlistan. At least twenty additional tanks and forty other IFVs are projected to be acquired mainly from Vilhalan sources.

Himmelsdorf, CGU

Hugo Plas

He smirked and spoke "Take a look at this." He turned the laptop over to woods, open to the RPS page on assets seized in the raids following the break in the firewall. Woods' assets have been taken. Plas pulled up a phone and called his contact and the speaker on the phone spoke "Agent Plas, what is your status?" Plas spoke "Unfreeze Woods' assets and put two million in the account to show him what we can do. One he did that he slid the computer back and pulled up Woods' account and slid it back to him, and he spoke "We want you to take charge of the moderates fight off Vilhala, and form a Federal Republic, and depending on your popularity you may become the president of this nation. Militias are forming all across Arcadia to fight, and they need a leader who has contacts and resources in the country. We can also get you military surplus as well. We can offer a deal that will make you the man they want to lead you, if you accept this role, the Arcadian Empire will cede Urlistan to form the Federal Republic of the Green Union, lead by you and Major General Sajjin."

Komooko, Placeoderms

MoD. Gretchen Esser

The KP headquarters was in a better condition than she expected after the accident here. After all it was a rather big plane that had crashed, but it proved that the KP wasnt going to sit on the side lines with Vilhala, and now they were to meet to ensure Vilhala would get pushed out of the Green Union. This meeting was about the sharing of military intelligence and the creation of a deterrence to the Vilhalans and thier puppets.

[The Green Union]

Since the destruction of the firewall facility in Mont Coulon by terrorists of disputed affiliation, shows of fairly low level acts of violence and disunity have become the norm for data originating from Green Union sources. Self-videos of teenagers slashing police car tires or showing off with stolen C-Sec rations are common, as are hidden clips of C-Sec and police forces stopping and forcibly searching individuals. Some of these which have caused considerable stirs involve violent and humiliating strip searches outside in the freezing cold. The CGU has blamed this new normal on the Arcadian government, saying that from nearly anywhere in the country one can now access cell phone coverage not managed by any free enterprise. They say this was a calculated move by the GRA to give an untraceable platform to rebel propagandists.

Today, however, a flurry of much more extreme footage and accounts from sources in the Green Union capital of Himmelsdorf has begun being released online. Claiming to be from students at the University of Himmelsdorf, the combined accounts piece together a still ongoing narrative of an encounter between students and faculty and C-Sec security forces.

According to sources posted online, C-Sec soldiers first entered the campus at around 3:00 in the morning outside a student residence building. They told staff in the lobby that they were there to arrest two more Muslim students in connection with the attempted Himmelsdorf van bombing. The individuals had apparently been named by the three students already in custody as collaborators in the attack.

The C-Sec troops were asked but could not present warrant for the action and were requested to leave, but instead forcibly entered the residence. By this point several students had woken up and gone to investigate, and learning of the reason for the incursion began yelling angrily. More students appeared from their dorms, many filming, and surged towards the small group of C-Sec troopers.

The soldiers, seemingly young Green Union recruits, withdrew from the building without raising their weapons and relocated to the edge of campus where they awaited reinforcements. By 3:30 two C-Sec platoons with APCs and riot equipment had arrived, but were confronted by a large percentage of the university's 55,000 students whom had pushed cars and piled snow to form barricades. Fires had been lit and food brought up to keep the mobilized students out, and by the present time of 3:45 chants of "Free our friends" have escalated into "Down with Turner" and "Not my Green Union".

The University of Himmelsdorf is a naturally self contained district within the heart of the capital city. It is the largest and most prestigious university in the Green Union, and was recently changed from a public to a private school under the new GU government.

[The Green Union]

Himmelsdorf, CGU

Hugo Plas

He smirked and spoke "Take a look at this." He turned the laptop over to woods, open to the RPS page on assets seized in the raids following the break in the firewall. Woods' assets have been taken. Plas pulled up a phone and called his contact and the speaker on the phone spoke "Agent Plas, what is your status?" Plas spoke "Unfreeze Woods' assets and put two million in the account to show him what we can do. One he did that he slid the computer back and pulled up Woods' account and slid it back to him, and he spoke "We want you to take charge of the moderates fight off Vilhala, and form a Federal Republic, and depending on your popularity you may become the president of this nation. Militias are forming all across Arcadia to fight, and they need a leader who has contacts and resources in the country. We can also get you military surplus as well. We can offer a deal that will make you the man they want to lead you, if you accept this role, the Arcadian Empire will cede Urlistan to form the Federal Republic of the Green Union, lead by you and Major General Sajjin."

Robert Wood, Abandoned Freighter, Himmelsdorf Industrial Harbourfront, the Green Union:

"Two million?!" Wood shrieked at the Arcadians, once again flying into a fenzy, "Two million to work with that Sharia pig Sajjan?" The Vilhala-registered billionaire started smashing his fists repeatedly on the hard table, continuing to bellow insults at the operators for a good minute before calming down.

"No! If you want my help, I get to set the terms. I want one billion Marks every week, transferred to my Vilhalan accounts, to compensate me for these enormous risks. In addition you will provide me with space in Urlistan to set up a headquarters out of reach of C-Sec, and provide any capital and human resources I say I need to pull this off."

The man rubbed his hands together, perhaps more to warm the up than in anticipation, "But . . . if you keep Sajjan out of this then maybe I'd be willing to risk my life for somewhere around M25,000,000 a week.

[The Grande Republic 0f Arcadia]

Himmelsdorf, CGU

Hugo Plas

He smirked and spoke "Take a look at this." He turned the laptop over to woods, open to the RPS page on assets seized in the raids following the break in the firewall. Woods' assets have been taken. Plas pulled up a phone and called his contact and the speaker on the phone spoke "Agent Plas, what is your status?" Plas spoke "Unfreeze Woods' assets and put two million in the account to show him what we can do. One he did that he slid the computer back and pulled up Woods' account and slid it back to him, and he spoke "We want you to take charge of the moderates fight off Vilhala, and form a Federal Republic, and depending on your popularity you may become the president of this nation. Militias are forming all across Arcadia to fight, and they need a leader who has contacts and resources in the country. We can also get you military surplus as well. We can offer a deal that will make you the man they want to lead you, if you accept this role, the Arcadian Empire will cede Urlistan to form the Federal Republic of the Green Union, lead by you and Major General Sajjin."

Robert Wood, Abandoned Freighter, Himmelsdorf Industrial Harbourfront, the Green Union:

"Two million?!" Wood shrieked at the Arcadians, once again flying into a fenzy, "Two million to work with that Sharia pig Sajjan?" The Vilhala-registered billionaire started smashing his fists repeatedly on the hard table, continuing to bellow insults at the operators for a good minute before calming down.

"No! If you want my help, I get to set the terms. I want one billion Marks every week, transferred to my Vilhalan accounts, to compensate me for these enormous risks. In addition you will provide me with space in Urlistan to set up a headquarters out of reach of C-Sec, and provide any capital and human resources I say I need to pull this off."

The man rubbed his hands together, perhaps more to warm the up than in anticipation, "But . . . if you keep Sajjan out of this then maybe I'd be willing to risk my life for somewhere around M25,000,000 a week.

Himmelsdorf, CGU

Hugo Plas

Hugo laughed, and he spoke "Mr. Woods you misunderstand, this was to show you we can send you money. Right now we hold everything you own, everything. Now we will give you the 25 million a week, separate from funds heading to the Army we are building, that Sajjin will be leading. We are offering you the position as President of this new Republic, and we only include these former Loyalist commanders for local morale and propaganda. Your only thinking in the short term, now if you accept we are willing to hand over Urlistan as the Republic of the Green Union. You will have assistance from the AAF and military intelligence agents. So when we win this war, you will have access to the green Unions lush natural resources. Now we are holding the military volunteers who are ready to fight for you in Urlistan. This is a win win for both of us."

Hugo leaned back in his chair and pulled the computer over and spoke once more "And for every victory you chalk up we may throw in some more money, but you must promise us this: You must be patient and must start acting like a politician when this occurs, we'll take care of you for this service to the empire. if need be expect Arcadian combat troops to deploy to assist your forces."

[Republic of Altos and Stratis]

Okay, I'm back. Got really busy there for a while but now that my schedule is lightening up I should be able to write more. I am also winding down the other RP I am involved in. Also, I have been wargaming my next move in my head for a few weeks now and should be ready to put fingers to keyboard. But this RP should be more fun than the other one I was involved in because this one doesn't contain a quasi-barbarian on the intervention forces. It's good to be back. /skip

[The Green Union]

Kamooko, Placeoderms
Foreign Secretary Shimazu Renn

Renn sat and carefully considered her next words. Although Mrs. Fried's words shook the other Durradonian officials, she simply sat and stared. Taking a long and almost unnatural glare at all the other side of the table. She spoke.

"If you don't mind my dear, I shall start from the top." She put her hands together in front of her face occasionally pointing as she spoke, "It is not our concern of what our companies do in other countries, we do not control what they sell. If you remember, Durradonian companies were invited to new Green Union rather than accepting our arms deal. I suppose they wished to be more direct thinking they could get more out of companies than our government." the old woman put her hands down shuffling some paper and glancing at it briefly, "These papers you bring before me are signitures of private citizens of the confederacy, their agreement, not mine... it does concern me that these were procured so easily, but it is the folly of stupid people who probably should have their citizenship revoked..." she smiled, "but that's not my place to decide, is it?"

After no reply and a short pause she snapped her fingers, "Ah! But anyway," she whispered to a close-by Durradonian, "ah yes I remember, your request, quite laughable in many eyes." she said smiling and giggling a crone's laugh, "Of course I mean no disrespect but you realise who you are talking to, yes? We Durradonians have refused offer after offer to join military coalitions, trade blocs and political alliances for centuries and all of them have been denied as we will refuse to accept any rule but our own, the Durradonian people." she took a breath and frowned, "The CSD will be happy to supply weapons, training, equipment and more to supply your armies, or... remnants of armies." Renn then turned and looked at Muhammad directly in the eyes with the sting of a hornet.

"Tell me, what do the requirements of member states entail, keeping in mind I have no time for honeyed words."

The Green Union delegates shifted nervously as the Durradonian woman spoke. No one had ever dared to call Charlotte Fried “dear” before. But the displaced prime minister just stared back across the table, pursing her lips as Renn continued.

In the end, though, it was Hussein who led the response. “The Kamooko Accords are very flexible documents. An Article One signing requires only the most basic of concessions, and Pact authorities’ coercive power extends only to suspension of membership. We are . . . thoroughly convinced that Durradonian participation in the Kamooko Pact, even just as a mutual defence partner, would be beneficial for all parties involved.

Renn, though, was having none of it. "Is it true that the KP high command is able to take country of my country's military forces on a whim?"

At this the room fell into an awkward silence. It may have been that the Green Union members were backed into a corner, but once again the large man had a response.

"Article 3 requires members to consider an attack against one to be an attack against all, but agreeing to establish provisions for integrating armed forces in wartime is not outlined anywhere in the Kamooko Accords and is not mandatory. Neither is peacetime contributions to the KDC, though all current members do this."

The underlying suggestion did not go unnoticed to Renn, who did not seem to take kindly. " It is no secret here that none of us are fans of the Arcadian Empire, with your new found support from us what would you do? Would you see us dragged into unnecessary warfare with the Arcadians, or the Seves? Why should I put my country at risk when we could just . . . not get involved. The CSD could bring down the Arcadian Empire on its own, especially if they invaded us. Why should we join if not for your own benefit, where does our benefit come from?"

To this Hussein had no answer. He simply sat, a slight look of disappointment creeping onto his face. Fried similarly nodded along, as if this is what she had expected. There was another long silence as delegates seemingly considered changing tactics or requests, before a small sound at the end of the table turned their heads.

“How long?” William Mackenzie croaked, before breaking into a fit of coughing which caused a nurse to come rushing through the door to his side.

But Mackenzie just waved the man away, returning to his fit which at last died on its own. “How long . . .” he tried again, “can you do that for? Dacruz, Kalarax, Altaguay, the LFN, Diyaristan . . . the Green Union . . . all were neutral. All were absorbed one way or another.”

“This is the post-CMEP order,” he struggled, fighting back coughs, “and for the two powers survival means acquiring more puppet states and colonies than the other. How long will Durradon stay neutral when your entire continent is Arcadian or Sevevillian? The whole region?”

Mackenzie’s eyes were sparkling now with some of the old life as he drew himself up to his full height of his stumps on the wheelchair, despite the fact that the activities of this speech had clearly reopened some old wounds. More than one damp patch could be seen growing through his grey suit’s arm and there was a hint of blood in the corner of his mouth.

“Our only job here is to protect independence for those countries which deserve it. Now tell me, can you support that?”

OOC: Post made jointly with CSD.

[The Green Union]

An international incident has occurred today off the West coast of Placeoderms, the nation between Vilhala and the Green Union. Late in the night a cargo ship registered to the Vilhalan corporation of Flax-Core™ was intercepted in Placeodermsian waters by HMS Halibut, an Albatanian Sooty-Class Corvette on patrol for the Kamooko Pact.

The HMS Halibut will be the first Kamooko Pact ship to initiate a use of force.

During the stop the ship was found to be transporting a large number of Flax-Blaster 9000™ assault rifles, an apparent knockoff of the Mortuk MD-2025, chambered in 7.62x39mm. The corvette escorted the merchant ship back to Placeoderms where it was searched by port authorities and had the cargo impounded.

Less than twenty four hours after arriving in Placeoderms the ship was let go with only around half its cargo. Kamooko Pact authorities had apparently found the large shipment of weaponry "suspect" despite documents showing they were intended for the civilian market. Cited as a particular concern besides the shipment size was the fact that the weapons were chambered in the common 7.62x39mm cartridge, as opposed to the Flax-Core™ iconic .220 Smith. The Kamooko Pact does not acknowledge the authority of the Congress of the Green Union and has refused to allow weapons destined for the regime to move through its members' waters.

Flax-Core™ and the government of Vilhala have angrily condemned this move, calling the KP a "globalist terror organization" and calling on all the other free nations of the world to cut off trade and aid to the alliance. Flax-Core™ has admitted the fault of its captain in straying into Placeodermsian waters but also said that the KP had no authority to confiscate its merchandise in the presence of documents proving the civilian nature of the shipment.

International observers are noting that this is the first time in the Kamooko Pact's history that it has initiated an encounter where force was threatened. Previously KP forces had come under fire while in the field, but never by choice.

[The Green Union]

Himmelsdorf, CGU

Hugo Plas

Hugo laughed, and he spoke "Mr. Woods you misunderstand, this was to show you we can send you money. Right now we hold everything you own, everything. Now we will give you the 25 million a week, separate from funds heading to the Army we are building, that Sajjin will be leading. We are offering you the position as President of this new Republic, and we only include these former Loyalist commanders for local morale and propaganda. Your only thinking in the short term, now if you accept we are willing to hand over Urlistan as the Republic of the Green Union. You will have assistance from the AAF and military intelligence agents. So when we win this war, you will have access to the green Unions lush natural resources. Now we are holding the military volunteers who are ready to fight for you in Urlistan. This is a win win for both of us."

Hugo leaned back in his chair and pulled the computer over and spoke once more "And for every victory you chalk up we may throw in some more money, but you must promise us this: You must be patient and must start acting like a politician when this occurs, we'll take care of you for this service to the empire. if need be expect Arcadian combat troops to deploy to assist your forces."

Robert Wood, Abandoned Freighter, Himmelsdorf Industrial Harbourfront, the Green Union:

Wood’s face clouded over once again, his moment suddenly deflated once the agent opened his mouth again. The man muttered something less than flattering under his breath before speaking again.

“Just stop trying to intimidate me, would you? You want to seize my Arcadian assets? Sure, I’ll be pissed and you can be sure you won’t be getting my help. But it won’t break me. For every billion I have invested in the GRA I have five more in Vilhalan accounts. My Bayjune penthouse I can live without, but my private island is Vilhalan soil.”

The businessman got up and started pacing, fingers laced behind his back, in front of the table. It was an unnerving habit which had intimidated many competitors and business partners over the years, though the well dressed man’s affect on these hardened soldiers was questionable. Wood moved like this for some time.

“I want it to be clear that I am accepting your proposal because I see merit in it, not because I am being forced. You must understand that after this is over I will be providing my own office with considerable executive powers, that being the office of the president.” The businessman let the sound of president drip slowly off his tongue, as if the word were some exotic candy that even a man of his calibre had never tasted.

“Put me in contact with my staff. I will spend the next while as a member of congress, but that doesn’t mean we can’t start planning now.”

[Republic of Altos and Stratis]

OO: The first part of my 3 part series to begin my next part. Now onto the post.
SIC:
President's Office, Pygros, Republic of Altos and Stratis
“Mr. President, for us to begin the next phase of our intervention we will require your assistance.” General Ryan said. “And how may I provide that assistance General?” President Akhanteros asked. “We would like you to ask the Foreign Minister to make a state visit to The Green Union.” “And why would I do that” asked the President “We would like to use the foreign minister’s plane to covertly insert two Spectra soldiers via HALO (high altitude low opening) jump into the country and attempt to have them link up with the ARCC (Army for the Restoration of the Calen Crown)” “Alright, I will inform the Foreign Minister later today, and get his opinion on the subject while you get everything together; We should speak again tomorrow after I have spoken to the Foreign Minister.” “Okay, I will start finalizing the plan and informing the units involved” “You’re dismissed but keep me informed” As General Ryan departed, President Akhanteros picked up the phone to call the Foreign Minister.

[Republic of Altos and Stratis]

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To: Ministry of Foreign Affairs or Equivalent, The Green Union
From: Henricus Maro, Minister of Foreign Affairs, Ministry of Foreign Affairs, The Republic of Altos and Stratis
Subject: Trade and Investment Ties

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To: Whom it may concern.
My government would like me to conduct a state visit and begin discussions on entering into a trade agreement with The Green Union and to pave the way for private investment from my nation.

Sincerely,

Henricus Maro
Minister of Foreign Affairs
The Republic of Altos and Stratis

[Sevevill]

OOC: @GU continuing this.
2nd Lt Davis Brown. 1st Kings Own 1st Marines
He had already lost fifty(ish) men to this new GU. But there was something else concerning him. He needed to get the cargo that they had brought for the express purpose. They had winter camo and food/guns all of the above really for the soldiers that would be helping them navigate the GU. He slid his coat on and walked over to where the officers spent most of their time.
(In German) "We need to go get the cargo before the enemy discovers it. Its in a heavily wooded area and im sure me and ten or twelve of my men would be able to recover it with a little bit of help. We have the fire power too." He said to the commander who was in charge of this whole joint

Forest. Three surviving form the original loading team.
Pvt. Harry Frost. 1st Kings Own 1st Maries.
He looked down at his wounded commander. Doing his best with the limited medical supplies that they had on them. He finished bandaging his leg. The Remaining GU looked back.
"Sie kommen zu Fuß." He had been looking through a pair of binoculars. They needed to move deeper. They picked up the wounded man and started moving deeper into the forest. Closer to where the supplies were. They found a limited clearance. They lay down the wounded commander. And proceded to make a small four sided foxhole. He removed the heavy Saw Machine gun that he had brought into battle and set it down on one side of the foxhole. He still used the Commanders M4a1 rifle.
(In german) "Take your shots wisely. Aim for the head or the knee. I sense they will be here soon" He said to the two soldiers. Even though he was under ranking both of them. They took positions as the sun set. Holding his rife steady he looked out over the forest. The GU soldier was back using the infared binoculars. It was tough to see them. Period without them. Conserving their ammunition would be even harder at night.
(In German) "They are coming this way. Ten or twelve of them." Said the man. "They are getting closer. On your side." Point to Him. He adjusted the battle postion a little more. He stuck his rifle through the hole created in the snow. He looked through the Acog Sight. For anyone. Anything. The GU soldier moved down next to him. Poking his rifle through another hole in the side wall.
"Aim Carefully. Every bullet should hit someone." He whispered to the others. He watched as five men emerged into the clearing. One Lighting a smoke. He aimed carefully at the skull of one of the two. "Three, Two, One." Pop. Pop. Pop. Three Bullets flew through the air. Screeming could be heard in the distance as someone was yelling to move up.

[The Grande Republic 0f Arcadia]

Himmelsdorf, CGU

Hugo Plas

Hugo laughed, and he spoke "Mr. Woods you misunderstand, this was to show you we can send you money. Right now we hold everything you own, everything. Now we will give you the 25 million a week, separate from funds heading to the Army we are building, that Sajjin will be leading. We are offering you the position as President of this new Republic, and we only include these former Loyalist commanders for local morale and propaganda. Your only thinking in the short term, now if you accept we are willing to hand over Urlistan as the Republic of the Green Union. You will have assistance from the AAF and military intelligence agents. So when we win this war, you will have access to the green Unions lush natural resources. Now we are holding the military volunteers who are ready to fight for you in Urlistan. This is a win win for both of us."

Hugo leaned back in his chair and pulled the computer over and spoke once more "And for every victory you chalk up we may throw in some more money, but you must promise us this: You must be patient and must start acting like a politician when this occurs, we'll take care of you for this service to the empire. if need be expect Arcadian combat troops to deploy to assist your forces."

Robert Wood, Abandoned Freighter, Himmelsdorf Industrial Harbourfront, the Green Union:

Wood’s face clouded over once again, his moment suddenly deflated once the agent opened his mouth again. The man muttered something less than flattering under his breath before speaking again.

“Just stop trying to intimidate me, would you? You want to seize my Arcadian assets? Sure, I’ll be pissed and you can be sure you won’t be getting my help. But it won’t break me. For every billion I have invested in the GRA I have five more in Vilhalan accounts. My Bayjune penthouse I can live without, but my private island is Vilhalan soil.”

The businessman got up and started pacing, fingers laced behind his back, in front of the table. It was an unnerving habit which had intimidated many competitors and business partners over the years, though the well dressed man’s affect on these hardened soldiers was questionable. Wood moved like this for some time.

“I want it to be clear that I am accepting your proposal because I see merit in it, not because I am being forced. You must understand that after this is over I will be providing my own office with considerable executive powers, that being the office of the president.” The businessman let the sound of president drip slowly off his tongue, as if the word were some exotic candy that even a man of his calibre had never tasted.

“Put me in contact with my staff. I will spend the next while as a member of congress, but that doesn’t mean we can’t start planning now.”

Himmelsdorf, CGU

Hugo Plas

Plas laughed and said "Of course, its all business. I'll be in contact shortly and the militias in Urlistan will be notified. They soon escorted Mr. Woods out of the location and watched him drive off. He looked at his watch as saw it was the 30th, it looks like he would be flying back to Arcadia for a few weeks. It would be great to see his family again. Its been around five weeks since he saw his family.

Puffin Point

News from Puffin broke today with a joint statement with the Arcadian Minister of Foreign Affairs announcing the independence of Urlistan. Today the Federal Republic of Urlistan was formed, and the Federal Regency council has been formed. Initial outrage broke as the regency council is rumored to be stocked with Arcadian sympathizers.

The NTDF garrison in the newly formed nation is being organized into a new military force. Rumors are that General Sajjin will be leading the new armed force.

[Urlistan]

Puffin Point, Urlistan

Colonel Marco Fichtner, Puffin Point Defense Commander

Today they have gain independence, and are now moving to join the CDU along side thier Arcadian allies. Now thier new nation will be in a tricky situation with the government in exile in KP territory, and the Vilhalans. People were celebrating in the streets but for those in the government they knew that trouble would be ahead, and the goal to retake the rest of the Green Union will be a tough one.

[Urlistan]

Fort Elden, Eastern Urlistan

SGEN. Zoravar Sajjin

With the formation of the Federal Union of Urlistan, he was promoted to the highest peace time rank in the current military structure: Supreme General. Fort Elden was now the acting headquarters for the Federal Urlistan Armed Forces. Soldiers and Airmen stood in formation with company and flight guide ons in front of thier formations. Beside him he walked with Colonel Taylor and Colonel Spang. The regency council was moving for war. The airbase to the south has already had new fighters transported there. The foreign volunteers from across the globe were being trained, those with military experience would be formed into the frontier divisions. Now he was tasked with creating a new Division for the coming storm in what used to be his home. Outside snow beat down and the sun lowered, but inside everything was alive.

He sat in his office, and the plans for the new military were already under way. Sajjin longed for the days before his home had fallen to the Vilhalans. Winters used to bring him happiness now he longs for the day past. The whiskey was in a cabinet across his office just as it has been for a while now. A new bottle every day at this rate. His family are gone. Dead, slaves, missing he doesnt know. The months have taken the toll on him and now only does drinking solve the issue. Every day when he goes home he always he expects to see his family greeting him at the door, but alas they never do since this war. His hopes of seeing them again were dropping. The pictures of his family in his house have been facing the walls, as the sight of them drives him into a depression. Work and booze are the only things keeping him standing at this point. His nation has sold out to the Arcadians now the entire Union may soon be thier pawns.

Puffin Point, Urlistan

Chief Regent Emil Hošek

The parliment building stood with heavy security measures incase of Vilhalan attack. Plans for an election will be over the course of the next year sooner if they regain control of the country. Dealing with the congress in exile will be another matter a much more complex one that cant be solved with guns.

Now they were trying to craft a national image. One that separates them from the Arcadians but as Arcadian directives dictate dont demonize Arcadia and use positive propaganda for the Arcadian Empire. The Arcadians were sending tow fighter squadrons over to aid the Air Force for the coming war. They have been told that contacts in the NGU were being set up and arranged to quickly take the country before Vilhala can get involved militarily.

[Sevevill]

Brinks Lemons,CEO Sevevill Mining Corperation.
He sat at his desk browsing used tanks and utility’s, he was a CEO of a large corporation within sevevill, but also the most corrupt. Their HQ was in vilhalla to escape regulations. They only had major offices in Seve city, although they planned to go to the LFN soon after. Right now he wanted mining rights in the GU. Although GCU was more then likely to deny them to him as Sevevill itself was planning to support it. He had to turn towards the next best thing. Arcadians. Well now urilistanians. His main goal was to get his puppets.

Sevevill Mining Corporation

To: Urilistanian Govenment
From Brinks Lemons
Enccryption: Unbreakable

Hello. Allow me to introduce myself. I run one of Sevevills largest corporations. I am willing to fund your nation, provide anything you may need in exchange for mineral rights. I can start with initial trucks, ATT’s. And whatever else you may need.

Brinks Lemoms,

He finished his tellagram and sent it off. Hopefully they would except so he could overpower the army in his favor before Sevevill could get the GCU officials to let them medal and give them the power to win.

[The Grande Republic 0f Arcadia]

Casatolo, Arcadia

Frieherr Munche

He and those in the Arcadian government who knew of the coming war sat in his office, with an attache from the Federal Union of Urlistan. Armed guards were at the door, standard for meetings like this. Several issues are coming into play, legitimacy, naval power, and manpower. It has been decided for two Air Corp squadrons to be assigned to the Unionist Air Force. They will be taken from pilots already stationed in the country with some pilots taken from forces over the globe . Officially they are now apart of the Unionist Air Force. As of now Parliament is already voting on a lend lease to the Unionist government.

By far the largest issue is the justification for war. Minister of Defense Esser had brought up the fact that they may have to rely on Arcadian assets in the Green Union before they can get a proper justification for war. What they are hoping for is the Vilhalan backed government in the New Green Union to freak out when the assets do thier job and start attacking the Unionists.

Defender AirCorp base, Arcadia

WO2. Steffen Heydrich, 17th Air training Squadron[GRADUATED]

Steffen was already 19 and a fighter pilot in the Air Corps. Most dont become certified pilots until they are around 20-23. Steffen grew up in a small town outside of Hizu. His family worked in the city at the trade exchange where most Arcadian food that was being shipped traveled to. Steffen had been in the Junior Officers Program since he was 15, and went to school until he turned 18 and was promoted to the rank of warrant officer 1. While he attended a military school his life as a child was a normal one. On the weekends and Fridays he would have no military events so he would go out with friends or see family. He tried to make it into the AirCorp Military Academy, but was turned down so he had to go to a regional school. He had graduated two years ago and went to become a fighter pilot. He had learned to fly an FRC fighter. Now he and his graduating class from flight school were now all awaiting orders. He like all who passed were notified, and he was told to report to the commandants office. The assignment ceremony was next week. He wondered if he had gotten in trouble or had something happened to his family? When the door opened the commandant walked out, and Steffen stood and gave the commandant a crisp salute. The commandant returned the salute and spoke "Head on in." Steffen walked in and the door closed behind him and he turned surprised the commandant was waiting outside. hats when Steffen heard a cough and lieutenant colonel spoke " Are you Warrant Officer Two Steffen Heydrich of the 17th Air training Squadron?" Steffen turned around and faced foward and saluted and spoke "Yes sir, Warrant Officer Heydrich reporting as ordered sir!" The Lieutenant Colonel spoke Have a seat Mr. Heydrich. Steffen sat down and the officer spoke "I am Lieutenant Colonel Sardou. We have been looking for volunteer pilots for an assignment in the Federal Union of Urlistan." Sardou looked down and grabbed some papers and spoke "The reason why we have brought you in here is that you name has yet to be entered into the Ministry of Defense systems as a certified pilot. Now this gives opportunity to use you as an adviser in the Unionist Forces. Now since we are forming a new unit, I thought it would be a good idea to meet those who we are choosing to be pilots for our squadron." Sardou then handed Steffen his papers and stood up. He then spoke "I have to go meet three other warrant officers now, here are your papers. See you next week." Sardou handed him the papers and walked out. Steffen looked at his papers and saw he was being assigned to Urlistan at a UFAF installation. The commandant then walked back in and spoke "You are dismissed Mr. Heydrich."

Two Hours Later

Town of Ersteig, Arcadia

He was free tonight, he had called his family and let them know what was going on. He was now meeting his girlfriend of two years to see if she would come to Urlistan with him. He sat the usual place in the restaurant they came here almost every weekend. Thier booth was in the right corner of the place. He sat drinking a coke, waiting for Anne to arrive.

As he waited she arrived and sat down and asked "How is it going?" Steffen replied "Good, I just got my duty assignment" Annes face brightened up and said "Why arent you as happy as you usually are? This is great you have been waiting three weeks and you got it early!" Steffen spoke "The issue is with the duty assignment, im going overseas." Anne surprised by that spoke "What does that mean?" Steffen spoke "It means im going to Urlistan and I want you to come with." Anne slumped to her seat and her expression darkened Steffen spoke "Whats wrong?" Anne spoke "I, I can't you know I can't." Steffen spoke "Why not?" Anne replied quickly now with a tear in her eye "I cant just leave my family, everything I had ever known. My job everything!" Steffen spoke "Then we can just go long distance." Anne shook her head and said "Those never work." Adter that the two sat there silent. Both trying to gather the words. Steffen then stood up and walked away, he was angry but he was sad. As he walked to his car he looked into the diner window from his car and saw Anne crying. He didnt know how long he would be angry for but he knew it would pass. She did have a point on leaving everything behind. As his father explained everyone has a 'bubble' which dictates were people live, for some its the world for others its thier hometown. As he sat in his car he realized he couldnt be angry, he would probably say the same if the roles were reversed.

[The Green Union]

Puffin Point

News from Puffin broke today with a joint statement with the Arcadian Minister of Foreign Affairs announcing the independence of Urlistan. Today the Federal Republic of Urlistan was formed, and the Federal Regency council has been formed. Initial outrage broke as the regency council is rumored to be stocked with Arcadian sympathizers.

The Kamooko Pact has voiced objections to what it sees as a false granting of independence to Urlistan. The alliance has noted that the declaration came almost overnight, with no indication beforehand that the Arcadian government was even considering such an action. The creation of the unelected so-called regency council and the continued presence of AAF personnel in the country serves as proof to the KP that the government of Urlistan remains as much an Arcadian puppet regime as ever.

The Congress of the Green Union, oddly enough, has seconded these statements. Of particular concern to the CGU has been the continued buildup of Arcadian troops on the Urlistan-Green Union border and the refusal of authorities of the GRA to cooperate in limiting militarization or streamlining the process for citizen and commercial crossings, which the government says has increasingly isolated the once ingrained economies and had a negative impact. Representatives of the Congressional Security have expressed additional concern over the increased presence of large, organized paramilitary groups in Urlistan near the border which the local government has not attempted to suppress or break up. Both the CGU and C-Sec have said that they are concerned this seeming aggression will force them to devote more resources into securing the border, leaving less for counter-terrorism.

Lastly, the Patriotic Amlug Resistance has commented on the declaration. The banned group’s leader, Sarah Green, was seen in a video distributed online rejecting the idea that their country was truly independent. Among the stated grievances of the PAR were the sustained presence of AAF personnel, appointment of the regency council, and the continued use of the Urlistan colonial flag (with more Arcadian symbolism that Amlug) as the official flag of the country.

OOC: There are many posts for me to respond to, and they will all be addressed in the near future. Thank you all for your patience.

[The Grande Republic 0f Arcadia]

WarmBay Air Station, Urlistan

WO2. Steffen Heydrich, 171st Fighter Reconnaissance Squadron, UFAF Air Force

He put his bag down by the foot of his bed, he was the only one in his room. Outside snow beat down on everything. It showered where he lived but not like this. He unpacked his bag putting a photographic his family on his desk. It had his father Alwin, his mother Karoline, his younger sister Annet and his younger brother Caspar. On the other side of his room sat an empty bunk and desk like his, looks like it was a two person room. As he unpacked his bag and put his Air Corp uniforms in the closet he saw UFAF was uniforms, two battle uniforms, one dress uniform, and his winter gear and flight suit.

He heard the door open and cold air rushed in and he saw a man walked in with his bags too, and he closed the door and said “ sorry about that, damn it’s cold outside .” That’s when the man looked surprised and spoke as he put his hand out “Are you Warrant officer 2 Heydrich?.” Steffen spoke “yeah are you my bunk mate? Steffen shook his hand as he said “yeah I’m warrant officer 1 Aulii Kahiona. I’m you co pilot.” Steffen smiled and said “you from the October islands?” Aulii spoke “yeah they just took a boy from the tropics like me and dumped him here in this arctic wasteland. Where you from?” Steffen replied “ Central region?”

They continued to talk and get to know each other until they were mustered. They all moved to an atrium with their commanding officers. Soon an older man next to Lieutenant Colonel Sardou stood at the podium. When they all stood at attention he spoke “Have a seat. Now I know you all have questions , and it’s understandable. I am your commanding officer Colonel Clement Tauber. Next to my is lieutenant colonel Sardou. On my other side is Chief Master Sergeant Tristan Rödl who is our top ranking NCO. I know all of you have seen the uniforms in your closets, and they are for reason. These are your uniforms from here on out. We are combat advisors to the Unionist Air Force and are now personnel of both the Air Corp and the Air Force.”

The speeches went on for another hour , they got thier flight assignments. Only two other guys in his flight were warrant officers the rest were all lieutenants and above. Chow was nice, hot food in a freezing winter went a long way. He couldn’t wait for this weekend so he can go out on the own and see Urlistan and get to know people here. He wasn’t much of a coffee drinker but with how cold was outside he couldn’t resist it. The new uniforms were comfortable and helped block out the wind, tomorrow they would get thier patches set up. On thier dress uniforms the Arcadian flag or if they were from the NTDF their colonial flag was stitched on thier dress uniforms. The jacket was nice and from what he hear all the next few days would be is cold weather flights to get us familiar with flying in the cold and getting our uniforms set.

Back in his barracks room, he sat on his bed with his winter coat and BDU coat hanging off the bed watching the Tv on an Arcadian tv station they had already pirated. Turns out Aulii was good with technology. He sat at his desk polishing his dress shoes. Things were calm here, cold but calm. He heard the Green Union was a beautiful country in the spring, and he couldnt wait to see it.

Casatolo, Arcadia

Chancellor Jule Beaulne

With the accusations being thrown round about the new government still being a puppet regime she spoke "There are many accusations on the Federal Union of Urlistan being an Arcadian puppet and I can say that is false. As of now a bill is being voted on in Parliament to decrease troop numbers gradually leaving only a small garrison behind to ensure the new nation of Urlistan can defend itself against C-Sec aggression. Then is absurd notion of the regency council being authoritarian is not surprising. The Regency council was voted for my parliament in Urlistan by the elected officials of the Unionist Parliament. Then people even trying to bring up the flag, the nation has been independent for mere days, give the government a month to get itself set straight before they can work on trivial matters such as the flag."

[Urlistan]

Federal Union of Urlistan Recent Statement

As of October 26th 2035 police duties will return to the Unionist Armed Forces, and local police forces. Arcadian forces will be returning to thier bases, and only aiding the government in times of invasion or national emergency. The AAF has agreed to a draw down of personnel and leave only a brigade.

Parliament has voted on adopting the 'Federal Jack' as the new national flag to replace the Urlsitani territorial flag. Voting for a chancellor will begin within a year, expect more details on federal elections in the coming weeks. Parliament has also voted to keep conscription for the Unionist Armed Forces.

Parliament will also be voting on joining the Coalition Defense Union for greater national defense against the Congress of the Green Union, and socialist rebels in the occupied Green Union. Public voting on a new constitution will begin in January of this upcoming year.

[The Grande Republic 0f Arcadia]

WarmBay Air Station, Urlistan

WO2. Steffen Heydrich, 171st Fighter Reconnaissance Squadron, UFAF Air Force

It was friday, and he would have the weekend off. He put on some jeans and a winter jacket, and his wool hat. The hat was from Farvou's city rugby team. They won the national championship two years ago. He stood with other soldiers waiting for the bus to Warmbay. When the bus finally arrived it was an old airstreamer. They all loaded on, and the heater which sounded as if it was breaking emitted sounds of clunking and air moving through a small pipe at a fast rate. The bus driver had some eastern music on the radio. Steffen sat down in the back of the bus, he wanted to get some cheap food and go from there. He reached into his pocket and put in ear buds and pulled out his phone to put on some music. Hopefully this would make the ride better.

As the bus stopped he could hear the brakes screech though his music. Everyone started to get out including Steffen. They had made it in Warm Bay within an hour. He walked out onto the sidewalk looked around for a place to eat. Cars were in the streets most were parkes but the sidewalks were busy. He continued to walk until a diner caught his eye. It was right outside of an Arcadian expat community, so he walked in.

He went to the counter and took a seat, one woman in her early 20s walked up and spoke "What would you like?" Steffen spoke to the waitress "What do you have thats good?" She smiled and said "Your new around here arnt you?" Steffen replied "Yeah." She spoke asked "So where are you from?" Steffen replied "Arcadia." She asked again "Are you AAF?" Steffen replied "Kinda, they just sent me to the Unionist Air Force." She once again asked "So what do you do in the Air Force?" Steffen smiled and said "Im a pilot." When Steffen ordered his food the waitress came back and sat next to him and said "My name's Katarina." Steffen replied "I'm Steffen" Steffen then spoke "So are you free later?" Katarina laughed and said "Yes, what do you have in mind." Steffen smiled and said "You could show me around town."

They have been out for a few hours and Steffen had to leave soon. They sat in a park overlooking the water and he said "Your parks have less snow than i expected." Katarina replied "Well everyone needs money right now so jobs like cleaning up the snow or anything like that is good money to come by, even if you cant afford the cost of life here." Steffen replied "Why dont people buy land and start up a cattle farm of anything like that." Katarina replied "Here we dont have strong ties to the concept of land ownership." Steffen laughed, and said enough politics "where are you from?"Katarina spoke "From Himmelsdorf, my family moved here a year before the war." They talked for a few more hours before the street lights when on. When he had to leave Steffen spoke "Its getting late, do you know any good hotels so we can continue this tomorrow?" Katarina replied "Head on main street and look for a red building, its a good place to stay its owned by my commune." Steffen spoke "Ill take your word on it. See you tomorrow."

Monday

He and other pilots in his flight had just finished the briefing for a training run. Aulii walked up to him and spoke "So hpw was your weekend?" Steffen replied "It was great man, the women in this country are great." Aulii laughed and said "So you met a girl?" Steffen smirked and said "Yeah." Aulii replied "Well I spent the entire time partying." They both laughed.

When they got in the air they flew in a formation with two other fighters over Warm Bay. The sound of the engine filled the cockpit and the other pilots chatter filled the radio. He dipped his wing and the mark fighter handled like a bird gliding through the sky. He then dipped his wing to the other side and saw the wind push off the tip of the wing. The ground below him grew bigger and bigger as he descended from the sky. He then pulled up with the rest of his formation.

[Urlistan]

The militas were getting ready to move into the NGU. The Militas have reached out to military commanders who retired from the LAF by offering them better pay and land owned from Vilhalan corporations. They have recruited former military members from foreign military forces and they have been training for weeks on end. Some groups have already moved across the border and are now awaiting orders. Now they were moving supplies uner the cover of food shipments, and such. organized forces are made up of primarily military veterans. They have been organizing a scout force to ensure thier shipments can evade C-Sec
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Camp Kaust, Urlistan

Maj. Kuba Kostecki,1st Infantry Regiment, CRA

The command center was alive with activity as they are pushing supplies over the border. Back in his old country he was a Major in the Border Guard, and saw combat on three separate occasions, one of which he lost his leg. A few years ago he got a prosthetic leg and has since wanted to get back in uniform. When he heard about a militia being formed to fight the good fight he couldnt resist it.

In the parking garage on the other side of the camp they had humvees and military surplus from all over the world. His regiment is mainly from his old country of Slovia it is a republic that battled the communists back in the 40s in a brutal civil war. While they wouldnt be fighting communists in this fight, they would be fighting against those who had a warped view of capitalism, those who carried out atrocities against unarmed civilians. He was going to fight.

[The Green Union]

A well executed ambush has taken place today on a C-Sec patrol in a small town in central Arasland. The incident was seemingly organized well in advance by members of the ARF rebel group and civilian collaborators, as several phone cameras were used by noncombatants to record the scene from the first moment the soldiers entered the area all the way through to the cleanup. Footage from commercially available head-mounted cameras worn by some ARF fighters were also made available. All of the uncut visual records were released together through an ARF source.

Civilian footage shows a C-Sec patrol, composed of one AAV and four thin-skinned jeeps, entering the town sometime in the afternoon when they begin to come under fire from fighters in established fighting positions mostly in residential homes. Almost all of the dismounted soldiers immediately flee the scene, with the AAV reversing rather than return fire. A fighter is seen darting from between two houses and throwing an IED under the AAV before making it to safety. The explosion disables the AAV and the crew is then ordered out and escorted away. The only C-Sec soldier who had been shot is dragged away by the fighters

Footage of the battle continues for another half an hour, with the C-Sec soldiers mostly remaining concealed behind their vehicles at the end of the street. At one point C-Sec jets appear overhead and carry out two bomb drops and a cannon attack which silences the fighters and allows the C-Sec to resecure the street, but after a mere ten minutes these jets depart and the soldiers take heavier fire than before, suffering several casualties before withdrawing entirely.

Go-Pro and phone camera footage from rebel fighters completes the picture, showing the ARF fighters in their red armbands occupying sandbag fortified positions concealed in buildings and waiting for the patrol to be positioned before opening up with rifles and machine guns. When the rebels become aware of enemy air power they take refuge in basements. The next ten minutes of footage are of cleaning weapons, bandaging wounded, or simply reading or playing cards until an all clear order is given and the fighters return to their positions. They continue with overwhelming fire superiority until return fire stops coming from C-Sec.

The cleanup process shows rebels scavenging supplies, tending to wounded, and confiscating the equipment and uniforms of their few prisoners in a drilled and orderly fashion. The main aftermath footage, though, follows an ARF officer as he gives a tour of the battlefield. The man stresses the planning and care which went into the ambush, and the coordination with the civilian population to make sure noncombatants were out of harm’s way. He then shows the sites of the C-Sec airstrikes, two buildings which he claims were hit recklessly and did not actually contain any fighting positions. The footage ends with the officer explaining that ARF operations are always carried out in this professional manner, and they would now be withdrawing from the town to spare civilians a larger battle with C-Sec.

The recordings being spread online (especially the Go-Pro recording taken by the ARF fighter who disabled the AAV) forced the CGU to release a statement. Though they did not dispute the authenticity of the footage, it was said that the ARF had shown only a best case scenario ambush and that most attacks by the group were repulsed by security forces. C-Sec, as well, has gone public to acknowledge some morale and air cover issues in its northern units, sometimes resulting in troops temporarily panicking when surprised and under fire. C-Sec is attributing many of the complications to the fourth and fifth-generation fighter aircraft it has to perform reconnaissance and CAS missions. The jet powered planes are being said to simply consume too much fuel and require too much maintenance to be effective counterinsurgency aircraft, and are needed anyway on the border with an increasingly belligerent Urlistan. C-Sec says they are looking for alternatives at this time.

The Sevevillian SG-80 is the current workhorse of the Congressional Air Security

[Sevevill]

John Wilks. SG Corporation Sales Executive.

To: GCU/C-SEC Leaders
From SG-Corporation SE John Wilks
Encryption: Low

Hello Gentelmen,
SG corporation is intrested in selling you some new lightly used SG-80 fighter jets. High quality durable machines with some of the newest tech that we have available to us.

The Jets we think would work best for you:
SG-80
Upgrades that differ form your current gen fighters.
Short Field Package
Cold Weather Equiped (Takes less time to warm up, Provided it had been used continuously)
Higher payload cap.
And improved armor ability.
They also burn less fuel then the competition.

These planes would not take much more training form your current fleet and saving you time and effort with training. SG is willing to fly some of your men/ Pilots and Flight instructors out to tour our factory and look at some of these planes before you make a long term purchase consideration. We will take care of you for the entirety of your stay in Seve City and make sure you are protected while you are here. We can also go over more durable jets that would be perfectly matched against the majority of other nations air equipment. I hope to hear form you soon.

~John Wilks,
Senior Sales Executive SG corporation.

[The Green Union]

Komooko, Placeoderms

MoD. Gretchen Esser

The KP headquarters was in a better condition than she expected after the accident here. After all it was a rather big plane that had crashed, but it proved that the KP wasnt going to sit on the side lines with Vilhala, and now they were to meet to ensure Vilhala would get pushed out of the Green Union. This meeting was about the sharing of military intelligence and the creation of a deterrence to the Vilhalans and thier puppets.

The Arcadian Minister of Defence and her staff today met with several mid ranking Kamooko Pact officials in and around the KP headquarters, the vast majority of whom expressed a willingness to cooperate in the realms of intelligence sharing but wished for the focus of such a deal to be on terrorism and piracy. Most meetings were with obscure bureaucrats, though one or two saw discussions with aides to members of the Kamooko Pact Council.

However, one interesting and unscheduled meeting did occur which was quite notable. General Esox Pike, commander of the three KDC divisions stationed near the Vilhalan border, found Mrs. Esser in the hall and, after introducing himself, brought the Arcadian into his office where he explained that he had come by train from southern Placeoderms the night before just to facilitate this meeting.

Pike was a big man in his fifties with a shaved head and thick beard. The Kamooko Pact dress uniform he wore was immaculate, every metal surface shining brightly. In contrast, the General's office was a tiny white cube with barely enough room for their chairs on either side of his immaculate ironwood desk. The sole ornamentation in the room was a shining stainless steel replica of a strange, saucer-like tank. About the size of one's hand, it sat as a paperweight on top of several documents.

The two made small talk for some time on the more refined points of armoured combat, before the General came to the point of why he was there.

"I'll be level with you. When we heard you wanted to come to Kamooko most of my staff felt insulted. Hell, most of the KP leadership felt insulted in one way or another. They're not going to be friendly with you, much less work with you after everything Arcadia has done and is perceived to have done. That would be political suicide."

Pike stared deeply at the Arcadian, his thoughts indiscernible. "But I'm not a politician and I didn't get where I am by doing what's popular. I'm willing to give you and the GRA a chance, if you can convince me right now that you deserve it."

(Image)

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To: Ministry of Foreign Affairs or Equivalent, The Green Union
From: Henricus Maro, Minister of Foreign Affairs, Ministry of Foreign Affairs, The Republic of Altos and Stratis
Subject: Trade and Investment Ties

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To: Whom it may concern.
My government would like me to conduct a state visit and begin discussions on entering into a trade agreement with The Green Union and to pave the way for private investment from my nation.

Sincerely,
(Image)
Henricus Maro
Minister of Foreign Affairs
The Republic of Altos and Stratis

The Congress of the Green Union has reacted enthusiastically to the request for a meeting with representatives of Altos and Stratis, giving public reaffirmations of their government's commitment to the free market and reminding the people of the dangers of the Communist rebel groups which would see these many months of progress undone. The Republic of Altos and Stratis is only the most recent country to lend support to the Green Union's transition to a free society.

CGU officials have responded to the government of Altos and Stratis saying that they would be honoured to meet and negotiate a mutually beneficial trade deal, and will begin arranging for accommodations which will be ready for delegates to arrive in the capital of Himmelsdorf at Altos and Stratis' earliest convenience.

John Wilks. SG Corporation Sales Executive.

To: GCU/C-SEC Leaders
From SG-Corporation SE John Wilks
Encryption: Low

Hello Gentelmen,
SG corporation is intrested in selling you some new lightly used SG-80 fighter jets. High quality durable machines with some of the newest tech that we have available to us.

The Jets we think would work best for you:
SG-80
Upgrades that differ form your current gen fighters.
Short Field Package
Cold Weather Equiped (Takes less time to warm up, Provided it had been used continuously)
Higher payload cap.
And improved armor ability.
They also burn less fuel then the competition.

These planes would not take much more training form your current fleet and saving you time and effort with training. SG is willing to fly some of your men/ Pilots and Flight instructors out to tour our factory and look at some of these planes before you make a long term purchase consideration. We will take care of you for the entirety of your stay in Seve City and make sure you are protected while you are here. We can also go over more durable jets that would be perfectly matched against the majority of other nations air equipment. I hope to hear form you soon.

~John Wilks,
Senior Sales Executive SG corporation.

Representatives from the CGU and C-Sec have today traveled to Sevevill to visit the SG Corporation and tour some of their products available for export to the Green Union. While the company has mostly been showcasing their fighter aircraft, the Green Union officials have publicly stated that the focus of the trip is intended to be to find a suitable counterinsurgency aircraft to replace the existing fleet of SG-80, F-35, and Markofighter F-56 aircraft in the fight against terrorist groups.

In statements over the last days C-Sec officials have expressed interest in recent SG iterations of the A-10, while members of the CGU have seemingly hinted at a desire to adapt small, civilian turboprop aircraft to the roles of reconnaissance and CAS in uncontested airspace.

[The Grande Republic 0f Arcadia]

Komooko, Placeoderms

MoD. Gretchen Esser

The KP headquarters was in a better condition than she expected after the accident here. After all it was a rather big plane that had crashed, but it proved that the KP wasnt going to sit on the side lines with Vilhala, and now they were to meet to ensure Vilhala would get pushed out of the Green Union. This meeting was about the sharing of military intelligence and the creation of a deterrence to the Vilhalans and thier puppets.

The Arcadian Minister of Defence and his staff today met with several mid ranking Kamooko Pact officials in and around the KP headquarters, the vast majority of whom expressed a willingness to cooperate in the realms of intelligence sharing but wished for the focus of such a deal to be on terrorism and piracy. Most meetings were with obscure bureaucrats, though one or two saw discussions with aides to members of the Kamooko Pact Council.

However, one interesting and unscheduled meeting did occur which was quite notable. General Esox Pike, commander of the three KDC divisions stationed near the Vilhalan border, found Mr. Esser in the hall and, after introducing himself, brought the Arcadian into his office where he explained that he had come by train from southern Placeoderms the night before just to facilitate this meeting.

Pike was a big man in his fifties with a shaved head and thick beard. The Kamooko Pact dress uniform he wore was immaculate, every metal surface shining brightly. In contrast, the General's office was a tiny white cube with barely enough room for their chairs on either side of his immaculate ironwood desk. The sole ornamentation in the room was a shining stainless steel replica of a strange, saucer-like tank. About the size of one's hand, it sat as a paperweight on top of several documents.

The two made small talk for some time on the more refined points of armoured combat, before the General came to the point of why he was there.

"I'll be level with you. When we heard you wanted to come to Kamooko most of my staff felt insulted. Hell, most of the KP leadership felt insulted in one way or another. They're not going to be friendly with you, much less work with you after everything Arcadia has done and is perceived to have done. That would be political suicide."

Pike stared deeply at the Arcadian, his thoughts indiscernible. "But I'm not a politician and I didn't get where I am by doing what's popular. I'm willing to give you and the GRA a chance, if you can convince me right now that you deserve it."

Komooko, Placeoderms

MoD. Gretchen Esser

With the Generals statement Esser replied "Then it will be great working with you in the future" as she stuck out her hand to shake the generals hand. She had other meetings with KO staff later that day so she didn't have much time to waste.

WarmBay Air Station, Urlistan

WO2. Steffen Heydrich, 171st Fighter Reconnaissance Squadron, UFAF Air Force

Katarina stopped by at the barracks today, some guys had thier families stop by while others brought native girls in. Aulii, and the girl he brought in, who hailed from the south named Eva De Waele, and Katarina. They sat on their beds and played cards, the snow had stopped coming down and they had the lights on. They had the two other warrant officers and one of them brought in their sister who immigrated here with the Arcadian settlers that arrived last week. Aulii and Steffen had their civilian attire on since they were off duty. All visitors on base would have to leave in an hour for security reasons. Katarina had brought in some food from her Communes diner and Steffen had a cheese steak today. As they played cards against humanity, they were laughing and everyone was having a good time. Katarina then stood up and walked outside. When the door closed and the cold air stopped from coming in from the door Steffen stood up and he spoke "Ill be right back."

Steffen then walked outside and he moved over to Katarina who was leaning against the railing and Steffen spoke "Arent you cold?" Katarina smiled and said "I'm used to it my commune lost power since the war and we have been stuck in the cold." Steffen replied "People here really are resilient." Katarina turned her head and she spoke "We have to be nature is a beast you dont want to be unprepared for." Steffen smiled and said "You are right." and Katarina smiled and shot back with "Are I not always?" They both laughed. In the dark they heard the sound of an Air Force jet take off with the lights of the runway and the lights on the plane. Their laugh turned into a smile, and they were quiet for a minute looking at each other and he said " Steffen looked at his watch and said "We have 10 minutes left so what should we do with our limited time?" Katarina shot back with a smile "head back inside and join everyone else?" Steffen agreed and said "lets go."