Daniel Silva sat behind his desk, "You know we will have to choose a side. Del Rio marches south with 8 thousand men while the other Oligarchs scramble to assemble their forces. Only thing Adam achieves is kicking the hornet's nest." Daniel nodded and held up a stack of communications, "HIs official replies to the other countries who want to connect us," He dropped them on his desk one by one. "Each shows his crushing of the Oligarchs as his attempt to restore democracy to the outside world. Forever ending this chapter for Gran Colombia." The mystery person smiled and laughed, "Richard Payne and Amanda Silva will never have their system torn down." Daniel nodded and held up other communications from New Stanford. The mysterious person smiled, "So who do we side with?" Daniel pointed to the letters in his hand, "We maintain the Oligarchs naturally. If Del Rio succeeds, we then send these he asked for and make it appear his government succeeded." Daniel smiled, "We appear to be on the victors side either way."
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To: Federal Republic of Germany
From: Gran Colombia
Encrpytion: Diplomatic
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To: The United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland
From: Gran Colombia
Attached Dossier for Ambassoder to the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland:
John Diago, 41, Colombian born, member of the Silva Party. Formber GCISF (Gran Colombian Intelligence Security Force). Former Gran Colombian Navy officer.
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To: Sublime Sultinate of Turkey
From: Gran Colombia
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To: The Empire of Brazil
From: Gran Colombia
Encryption: Diplomatic
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Road to New Stanford-Diego Bridge-Venezeula, Gran Colombia
Soldiers in Black Uniform fatigues crouched by the road side. The Del Rio banner, a golden star over a flame, on a blue field, was scattered around the soldiers. The lead afv had two small flags on its front. Adam Del Rio sat in the second the lead jeep with his own Maj. General. "Sir, I think it unwise to rest so openly on the road. Richard Payne knows we are coming. He will surely move against us." Del Rio shook his head, "Richard only has a thousand men at best in New Stanford. The other Oligarchs maybe another thousand combined. Their own forces are gathered in the districts they control. They are probably are running for cover." Two scouts came running back. Del Rio turned and saw them and stood in the rear of the jeep, "Whats got them so hard and up?" The General shouted to report. One of the scouts fell over while the other learned against the jeep, "Paynes Red Guards are marching up the road. A company size force. Mechanized. AFVS and jeeps and trucks. The Guard of New Stanford!" Del Rio look amused, "Payne sent 200 men to stop three thousand?" The General looked more serious than Del Rio. "Radar?" A tech beside him asked something on the radio and waited for a reply which squawked a reply. The tech shook his head. A buzzing sound grew louder then a louder humming. A burst of information shouted from the radio. The tech looked at the General, "Satelite feed went down. We are blind." The humming grew louder till it became clear. Helicopter blades.
Over the tree canopy burst three UH-60 Blackhawks from the Gran Colombian army. Out of the doors leaned gunners. The General shouted orders and radio calls were shouting out. Machine guns on trucks turned up at the helicopters who began to unleash hell on the Imperial Guard. The Vickers clan signal on the side of the choppers let them know who was their to fight. Del Rio looked to his jeep driver who had slumped over. He pushed the man out of the seat and slid into the seat. He turned to shout at his General but only saw the man get cut down by the machine guns from the choppers. He turned around in his seat again and pressed the gas. Leaving behind the crying and dying sounds of war. He drove for a couple minutes before slamming to a hault. Before him stood Captain Fairchild. Eight Red Guard soldiers stood behind him rifles raised. Del Rio looked back to see the gap closed by a Red Guards jeep and more soldiers. More soldiers stepped out of the bush. Del Rio raised his hands, "I am Adam Del Rio, Protectorat of Gran Colombia. I demand to see the Oligarch Payne!" Fairchild smiled and stepped aside. Richard Payne strode forward in full Red Guard uniform. His impressive height towered over Del Rio, "Welcome back to New Stanford, arrest him." He strode to his truck and grabbed the handle on the side, "You belong to me now." The sound of helicopters and machine guns continued. Red Guards soldiers loaded up on trucks while others began marching forward and killing the Imperial Guard wounded. "I surrender my men Payne!" Del Rio shouted. Richard Payne nodded, "Then they can die knowing their Oligarch is a coward."