Checkpoint XK-89
0700 Local Time
The sun crested above the dunes and broke the sky with brilliant hues of red and orange. The air carried with it the warm breeze and sand many Byzantines dreaded. Because with it came the scorching heat and blistering winds that threaten to cause the shut down of the border. As day breaks the road south becomes clear. Few cars ever came north these days. The Sultan had locked down most of Arabia due to internal strife. After partitioning his nation to become a protectorate of Amurria. Nationalist backlash forced him on the defense. Military officers were said to be on the verge of rebellion with only the highest commanders supporting the Sultan. But here on this sleepy border all that could be heard was the sands shifting and the distant chatter of radios.
The calm was lost under the steady sound of fighters streaking across the sky. The silence shattered under the wings of the protector. Along the road truckloads of Legion soldiers were being rushed across.
The Donovian military was caught completely off guard.
The cities of Ar'ar, Kahfji and Tabuk fell with only the police and the odd partisan resisting legion units. 
Donovian Royalist Units began digging in from Yanbu to Hofuf. Hoping to form a viable line of defense and secure the oilfields which surely were the targets of the Byzantine strike. Nationalist forces however raced forth under the command of General Al-Hijez who vowed to drive back the Legion and chase them clear out of the region. The first target being the city of Sakakah.
It would be in this city that the Legion would meet its first real Resistance.
