We Must Move On: Insaanistan Post-Civil War [IC/Read OP]

[Insaanistan]

Yusuf stood in front of the the supplies being unloaded and allowed reporters to take photos of him. Standing in the middle of the area, he began a statement he had prepared in anticipation for this.
“Alhamduillah, Erloane was benevolent to the point they have flown in much needed supplies here in Muslimbol in order to help us combat the coronavirus resurgence that has occurred due to the Omicron variant. With these vital supplies, inshallah, we shall be able to contain the spread and treat those who already have contracted this variant, in hopes of keeping the level low enough to return to a sense of normalcy, and eventually, to eliminate the virus from our lands.”
“Mr. President,” asked one reporter for Muslimbol Today, “How much is this supplies costing tax payers?”
“Insaani tax dollars have not gone towards this effort. Alhamdulillah, Erloane did not send this expecting monetary compensation.”
“Does that mean that Erloane was promised some other incentive in exchange for this aid,” asked another, from the Egypt Independent.
“No, I never said that,” Abdul-Ghaffar said.
“How does the government intend to distribute this?” one reporter from Insaani News Now inquired.
“We intend to send supplies based on the urgency level so affected areas for government workers to distribute them.”
“How does the government determine urgency level?” questioned a reporter from BBC Africa.
“By criteria such as the amount of reported cases and rate of infection.”

"Erloane hasn´t been promised anything in exchange." said James. As all cameras turned to him, he began walking towards Yusuf. When James was close, he reached out his arm for a handshake. "James Mercurius, Senate President, Erloane. Glad to meet you in person."

“Hello, Mr. Mercurius,” he said, shaking James’s hand. Reporters snapped photos of the two of them together. “Me. Mercurial here,” said Abdul-Ghaffar, “was instrumental in the facilitation of this endeavor, and we owe our greatest thanks to him and his nation.”

[Mosarat]

The citizens of Gaia are waking up another day with the fear that terrorists will attack one of their cities or their monuments. The police and military stand solemn in their duty to protect these sites at all costs. For everyone else another day of calm brings some peace to themselves but for The Sultan another day of peace means another day of maddening waiting.

The Sultan couldn’t sleep. He could eat or even think straight. It was maddening waiting and fearing that something terrible will happen. Is this their plan? he thought. They just want to terrify me and possibly drive me to the brink of insanity? It was then he heard sobbing from down the hall. The Sultan went down the hall and the tears became louder. Fawzia “Fawzia” he called out. The sobbing was coming from her room which had not been opened since 1984. “Fawzia” he said again. The sobbing soon went away. The Sultan was left standing in the hallway.

[New Antarcticania]

Some 10 nautical miles away from the Gibraltar strait
Task force "grun" Antartican Defense fleet
ADF Port Yuri

"All hands on action stations, Set Constant contact to Maskirova And Boblast, if they pick up any high-speeders, send for an intercept." Admiral Kurpatov was issuing orders to His commodore. They're moving armed vessels directly into waters controlled by Isaanistan, and more importantly- with Langenians. Which happens to be the reason that the admiralty stripped his fleet of the heavy cruisers that was regularly issued to a fleet of this caliber, and replaced it with ELINT, SIGNT, and Electronic warfare ships, which in combat will act as an regular Destroyer. In the event that the Langenian navy decides to shit fury all over them, they won't know where they are.
And suddenly, the Aircraft lift on the flight deck returns, bearing an SU-57
And another,
And another,
And another.
They bear AShMs, and BVRAAMs.

PORT YURI LAUNCH CLEARANCE
<<pressure at Launch grade, aircraft is locked in position, cleared to launch at will, Zyatsev 1.>>

ZYATSEV-1 "Firebrand"
<<affrimative, launch>>
The Steam catapult hurls the Aircraft off the ski jump and into the air
And then the next one,
And then the next one,
And then the next one.
They're headed towards a recon mission eastward.

[Insaanistan]

The Antarcticans made a grave mistake. While they had taken into account Langenian detections, they had not considered the fact Insaani waters meant Insaanis regularly patrolling the border. As one of the planes that had survived the Civil War flew over, its pilot, Mahmoud Abdul, alerted all Insaani ships in the area: Antarcticans had cross over. Insaani ships rushed to the area and blasted in English and Russian.
“You are in Insaani waters! Leave immediately or face retaliation!”
The Insaanistan didn’t know, however, that the Antarcticans were prepared to make a break for it at a moment’s notice.

[Erloane]

"Erloane hasn´t been promised anything in exchange." said James. As all cameras turned to him, he began walking towards Yusuf. When James was close, he reached out his arm for a handshake. "James Mercurius, Senate President, Erloane. Glad to meet you in person."

“Hello, Mr. Mercurius,” he said, shaking James’s hand. Reporters snapped photos of the two of them together. “Me. Mercurial here,” said Abdul-Ghaffar, “was instrumental in the facilitation of this endeavor, and we owe our greatest thanks to him and his nation.”

"There is no need to thank, Erloane believes that it is the duty of every person to help those in need."
"Perhaps we could talk about more sensitive matters in private." - whispered James to Yusuf
"Now, are there any questions ?"

[Insaanistan]

“Hello, Mr. Mercurius,” he said, shaking James’s hand. Reporters snapped photos of the two of them together. “Me. Mercurial here,” said Abdul-Ghaffar, “was instrumental in the facilitation of this endeavor, and we owe our greatest thanks to him and his nation.”

"There is no need to thank, Erloane believes that it is the duty of every person to help those in need."
"Perhaps we could talk about more sensitive matters in private." - whispered James to Yusuf
"Now, are there any questions ?"

Yusuf nodded to James. “Certainly,” he whispered back.
“What are Erloane’s future plans for Insaanistan?” asked a reporter for Al Jazeera Arabic, as reporters took pictures of just James or James with Abdul-Ghaffar.

[Erloane]

"There is no need to thank, Erloane believes that it is the duty of every person to help those in need."
"Perhaps we could talk about more sensitive matters in private." - whispered James to Yusuf
"Now, are there any questions ?"

Yusuf nodded to James. “Certainly,” he whispered back.
“What are Erloane’s future plans for Insaanistan?” asked a reporter for Al Jazeera Arabic, as reporters took pictures of just James or James with Abdul-Ghaffar.

"Our current and future plans are sending more support, both material and economical. In the distant future Erloane would like to form a partnership with Insaanistan, once the situation has cooled down."

[Insaanistan]

Yusuf nodded to James. “Certainly,” he whispered back.
“What are Erloane’s future plans for Insaanistan?” asked a reporter for Al Jazeera Arabic, as reporters took pictures of just James or James with Abdul-Ghaffar.

"Our current and future plans are sending more support, both material and economical. In the distant future Erloane would like to form a partnership with Insaanistan, once the situation has cooled down."

“Does Erloane hope to gain easy access to oil through Insaanistan?” asked a France 24 Arabic reporter.
All the reporters strained to pick up the answer, as this was one that would grab viewers’ attention. Meanwhile, workers continued to unload the plane loads of supplies to be distributed by the Insaani government. Trucks picked up the supplies to be stored in a warehouse in Muslimbol, where they would then be allocated based on what the government determined to be need.

[Erloane]

"Our current and future plans are sending more support, both material and economical. In the distant future Erloane would like to form a partnership with Insaanistan, once the situation has cooled down."

“Does Erloane hope to gain easy access to oil through Insaanistan?” asked a France 24 Arabic reporter.
All the reporters strained to pick up the answer, as this was one that would grab viewers’ attention. Meanwhile, workers continued to unload the plane loads of supplies to be distributed by the Insaani government. Trucks picked up the supplies to be stored in a warehouse in Muslimbol, where they would then be allocated based on what the government determined to be need.

"No, Erloane doesn´t rely that heavily on oil. We can cover our own needs with the oil found in Erloanean territory."

[Insaanistan]

“Does Erloane hope to gain easy access to oil through Insaanistan?” asked a France 24 Arabic reporter.
All the reporters strained to pick up the answer, as this was one that would grab viewers’ attention. Meanwhile, workers continued to unload the plane loads of supplies to be distributed by the Insaani government. Trucks picked up the supplies to be stored in a warehouse in Muslimbol, where they would then be allocated based on what the government determined to be need.

"No, Erloane doesn´t rely that heavily on oil. We can cover our own needs with the oil found in Erloanean territory."

Finished with their questions, the reporters snapped photos of the two men once more.
“We should probably go now,” Yusuf said. As he muttered this, he continued staring at the cameras with a real-looking smile that was really starting to strain his face.

[Erloane]

"No, Erloane doesn´t rely that heavily on oil. We can cover our own needs with the oil found in Erloanean territory."

Finished with their questions, the reporters snapped photos of the two men once more.
“We should probably go now,” Yusuf said. As he muttered this, he continued staring at the cameras with a real-looking smile that was really starting to strain his face.

James nodded. While this improvised meeting was short, it was certainly exhausting because of the heat. James and Yusuf left the temporary storage area while smiling at the cameras, and went back to Yusuf´s car, just in front of it the guards made a wall so that Yusuf and James could talk in a slightly more private setting. James then asked "As I said, we could discuss those topics at an office. If it suits you of course."

[New Antarcticania]

The Antarcticans made a grave mistake. While they had taken into account Langenian detections, they had not considered the fact Insaani waters meant Insaanis regularly patrolling the border. As one of the planes that had survived the Civil War flew over, its pilot, Mahmoud Abdul, alerted all Insaani ships in the area: Antarcticans had cross over. Insaani ships rushed to the area and blasted in English and Russian.
“You are in Insaani waters! Leave immediately or face retaliation!”
The Insaanistan didn’t know, however, that the Antarcticans were prepared to make a break for it at a moment’s notice.

ZYATSEV-1 "FIREBRAND"
<<Negative, Isanni vessels. These waters do not fall under the isannistan's jurisdiction, If you fire upon us, you are breaking the laws you are sworn to.>>
Thankfully, the flight lead did his homework. Their course is specifically planned to evade any area that is defined as "territorial waters", that is - 12 nautical miles away from a nations coast, they were threading a quite thin needle.

And even if They were caught in the middle of territorial waters, they can always declare an innocent passage.
 The United Nations Convention on the Law of the Sea, Article 19, section 1:
"Passage is innocent so long as it is not prejudicial to the peace, good order or security of the coastal State. Such passage shall take place in conformity with this Convention and with other rules."
They weren't trying to threaten the security of isaanistan nor Italy nor Spain, they weren't prejudicial to all of the above nation's peace, in fact, they're here to (quite ironically) Help enforce the peace in isaanistan and beyond.
The remain in formation, ready to dump flares and break back to the fleet if nessecary

[Mosarat]

Time continued to pass and there was nothing. Nothing happened. After awhile the Gaian international community began to wonder if there was need to worry. With this in mind though the community thought if they let the guard down for only a moment then the attack could happen. Nobody wanted that either. However the Shawli military did something that would probably poke the bear even more. A soldier shot an arrow with a message wrapped around it through the Warp In Time. It said:

What are you are you waiting for, you cowards? What are you waiting for?

The message landed near the Insaani Taliban compound.

[Polish Prussian Commonwealth]

Northern Italy

A single messenger crossed the border between territory held by the Committee for Padanian Liberation and La Spezia, an exclave of the Italian Republic. Soon he would appear in city call, demanding to speak with the highest offical possible and presenting diplomatic creditals. Assuminng he was allowed through, he present that offical with a letter addressed to the Italian Republic's president, from the Chairman of the Committee for Padanian Liberation, Alberto Passero, with the intention of renewing previous cooperation agreements -- especially with regards to the Southern issue.

---

Antarctican forces were shadowed up and down the Mediterranian by Prussian-Polish aircraft, and on several occasions were buzzed. The messages was clear; the Antarcticans were unwelcome guests in the Mediterranian, as far as Prussia-Poland was concerned.

[New Antarcticania]

Northern Italy

A single messenger crossed the border between territory held by the Committee for Padanian Liberation and La Spezia, an exclave of the Italian Republic. Soon he would appear in city call, demanding to speak with the highest offical possible and presenting diplomatic creditals. Assuminng he was allowed through, he present that offical with a letter addressed to the Italian Republic's president, from the Chairman of the Committee for Padanian Liberation, Alberto Passero, with the intention of renewing previous cooperation agreements -- especially with regards to the Southern issue.

---

Antarctican forces were shadowed up and down the Mediterranian by Prussian-Polish aircraft, and on several occasions were buzzed. The messages was clear; the Antarcticans were unwelcome guests in the Mediterranian, as far as Prussia-Poland was concerned.

And as far as the Antarticans were concerned, they didn't care what the Prussian polish thought of them, the CAPs Said aircraft encountered simply acquired a soft lock on them (or tried to) and told them to piss off.

[Langenia]

Some 10 nautical miles away from the Gibraltar strait
Task force "grun" Antartican Defense fleet
ADF Port Yuri

"All hands on action stations, Set Constant contact to Maskirova And Boblast, if they pick up any high-speeders, send for an intercept." Admiral Kurpatov was issuing orders to His commodore. They're moving armed vessels directly into waters controlled by Isaanistan, and more importantly- with Langenians. Which happens to be the reason that the admiralty stripped his fleet of the heavy cruisers that was regularly issued to a fleet of this caliber, and replaced it with ELINT, SIGNT, and Electronic warfare ships, which in combat will act as an regular Destroyer. In the event that the Langenian navy decides to shit fury all over them, they won't know where they are.
And suddenly, the Aircraft lift on the flight deck returns, bearing an SU-57
And another,
And another,
And another.
They bear AShMs, and BVRAAMs.

PORT YURI LAUNCH CLEARANCE
<<pressure at Launch grade, aircraft is locked in position, cleared to launch at will, Zyatsev 1.>>

ZYATSEV-1 "Firebrand"
<<affrimative, launch>>
The Steam catapult hurls the Aircraft off the ski jump and into the air
And then the next one,
And then the next one,
And then the next one.
They're headed towards a recon mission eastward.

"They won't where they are"

Strait of Gibraltar

The Antarcticans had made a mistake. They had the same technology, and most importantly, if they could be detected by the Insaanis, they could also be detected by the Langenians. The Langenians had supplied the Insaanis their ships and tech, after all. So now an armed group of destroyers and frigates centered around a guided missile cruiser were following the Antarctican ships at top speed, with heavily-armed C-19s from the nearby carrier providing air cover. The Antarctican ships were buzzed by the Langenian jets, and SAMs aboard the warships got to work. Though they couldn't get a good lock on the Antarctican planes, they could relay their positions to the C-19s in the sky, so they could be intercepted with the fighters' infrared-homing AAMs.

[Polish Prussian Commonwealth]

*shits pant and throws turd at nearest nation
*it explodes with the force of a thousand suns, rendering it barren and desolate

Beautiful.

[Insaanistan]

Some 10 nautical miles away from the Gibraltar strait
Task force "grun" Antartican Defense fleet
ADF Port Yuri

"All hands on action stations, Set Constant contact to Maskirova And Boblast, if they pick up any high-speeders, send for an intercept." Admiral Kurpatov was issuing orders to His commodore. They're moving armed vessels directly into waters controlled by Isaanistan, and more importantly- with Langenians. Which happens to be the reason that the admiralty stripped his fleet of the heavy cruisers that was regularly issued to a fleet of this caliber, and replaced it with ELINT, SIGNT, and Electronic warfare ships, which in combat will act as an regular Destroyer. In the event that the Langenian navy decides to shit fury all over them, they won't know where they are.
And suddenly, the Aircraft lift on the flight deck returns, bearing an SU-57
And another,
And another,
And another.
They bear AShMs, and BVRAAMs.

PORT YURI LAUNCH CLEARANCE
<<pressure at Launch grade, aircraft is locked in position, cleared to launch at will, Zyatsev 1.>>

ZYATSEV-1 "Firebrand"
<<affrimative, launch>>
The Steam catapult hurls the Aircraft off the ski jump and into the air
And then the next one,
And then the next one,
And then the next one.
They're headed towards a recon mission eastward.

"They won't where they are"

Strait of Gibraltar

The Antarcticans had made a mistake. They had the same technology, and most importantly, if they could be detected by the Insaanis, they could also be detected by the Langenians. The Langenians had supplied the Insaanis their ships and tech, after all. So now an armed group of destroyers and frigates centered around a guided missile cruiser were following the Antarctican ships at top speed, with heavily-armed C-19s from the nearby carrier providing air cover. The Antarctican ships were buzzed by the Langenian jets, and SAMs aboard the warships got to work. Though they couldn't get a good lock on the Antarctican planes, they could relay their positions to the C-19s in the sky, so they could be intercepted with the fighters' infrared-homing AAMs.

Alongside the Langenians, Insaani jets whizzed above the Antarctican ships. Recognizing now the Antarcticans had, just barely, managed to stay in international waters, they were careful not to fire. The Insaani ships in the waters around the Antarcticans surrounded them from three sides, leaving the North open, in hopes they’d leave. It was relayed to the nearest military bases to be on standby for a possible attack on Insaani naval forces, sending them into a frantic panic.

[Sonakion]

A convoy of trucks raced along a old road in a desert in Sonakion. They were heading towards a old desert town which had been converted into a border defence. Machine guns toted at ever corner and rifles poked out out every window.
The trucks drove into the town driving down the main street. One of the trucks however departed the convey and headed down another street. At the end of this street was a former Mosque which had been converted into the local headquarters for this area.
The truck parked outside the Mosque being greeted by soldiers outside. A man in a dusty jacket and wearing shades walked out accompanied by security.He is known as the Representitive. They walked in entering the prayer room which was now the war room. There was a man in kaiki clothing inside who was sitting down but quickly stood when then The Representative entered. This man was known as Commander 18.

Commander 18: Sir as Second Leader requested we have been reinforcing the border with Insaanistan. Insaanistan has not reacted to this and i believe its because of the terrorist situation within. However I have not dared reinforce too much incase Insaanistan notices and decides to...
The Representative:Bomb us into oblivion.
Commander 18:Yes
"Keep going as before the Representative said and "leave Insaanistan to me"

The Representative left and then headed to a separate room where a private telephone landlines was located. He picked it up entered a code and waited.
Hello a worried voice said out of the phone."Begin talks with the terrorist cells within Insaanistan". Arrange a meeting with them whispered the Representive coldly in Arabic and then hung up. He then rung again this time ringing the Prussian-Polish Commonwealth foreign department.

[Republica di Italya]

Northern Italy

A single messenger crossed the border between territory held by the Committee for Padanian Liberation and La Spezia, an exclave of the Italian Republic. Soon he would appear in city call, demanding to speak with the highest offical possible and presenting diplomatic creditals. Assuminng he was allowed through, he present that offical with a letter addressed to the Italian Republic's president, from the Chairman of the Committee for Padanian Liberation, Alberto Passero, with the intention of renewing previous cooperation agreements -- especially with regards to the Southern issue.

---

Antarctican forces were shadowed up and down the Mediterranian by Prussian-Polish aircraft, and on several occasions were buzzed. The messages was clear; the Antarcticans were unwelcome guests in the Mediterranian, as far as Prussia-Poland was concerned.

After being searched thoroughly, the messenger was allowed through finally. He was directed through the halls of the City Hall where he met the mayor. An Italian man with blonde hair, green eyes and brown skin was seated there. He looked to be in his last thirties or early forties, and was dressed in a black suit and pants.
“Buongiorno,” the mayor, Marco Vagnotti, said. “What business has brought you here to our city?”

[New Antarcticania]

Some 10 nautical miles away from the Gibraltar strait
Task force "grun" Antartican Defense fleet
ADF Port Yuri

"All hands on action stations, Set Constant contact to Maskirova And Boblast, if they pick up any high-speeders, send for an intercept." Admiral Kurpatov was issuing orders to His commodore. They're moving armed vessels directly into waters controlled by Isaanistan, and more importantly- with Langenians. Which happens to be the reason that the admiralty stripped his fleet of the heavy cruisers that was regularly issued to a fleet of this caliber, and replaced it with ELINT, SIGNT, and Electronic warfare ships, which in combat will act as an regular Destroyer. In the event that the Langenian navy decides to shit fury all over them, they won't know where they are.
And suddenly, the Aircraft lift on the flight deck returns, bearing an SU-57
And another,
And another,
And another.
They bear AShMs, and BVRAAMs.

PORT YURI LAUNCH CLEARANCE
<<pressure at Launch grade, aircraft is locked in position, cleared to launch at will, Zyatsev 1.>>

ZYATSEV-1 "Firebrand"
<<affrimative, launch>>
The Steam catapult hurls the Aircraft off the ski jump and into the air
And then the next one,
And then the next one,
And then the next one.
They're headed towards a recon mission eastward.

"They won't where they are"

Strait of Gibraltar

The Antarcticans had made a mistake. They had the same technology, and most importantly, if they could be detected by the Insaanis, they could also be detected by the Langenians. The Langenians had supplied the Insaanis their ships and tech, after all. So now an armed group of destroyers and frigates centered around a guided missile cruiser were following the Antarctican ships at top speed, with heavily-armed C-19s from the nearby carrier providing air cover. The Antarctican ships were buzzed by the Langenian jets, and SAMs aboard the warships got to work. Though they couldn't get a good lock on the Antarctican planes, they could relay their positions to the C-19s in the sky, so they could be intercepted with the fighters' infrared-homing AAMs.

Agian, Air patrols intercepting the Incoming aircraft, high or low words being exchanged, and finally telling them to piss off, they were abiding by international law, after all. And splashing an innocent fleet would make Langenia look worse to the Isaani people.

[Mosarat]

The Sultan and The Prime Minister prepared to go to Aragon to meet Nicolas Furia, President of Langenia. However Prime Minister Nahas had his questions about Furia.
“You and this Mr. Furia were around each other during your escapades in Insaanistan is that correct?” He asked.
“Yes but we never had formal introductions this is the first time I will actually talk to him.” The Sultan said.
“What is his relations with the Insaanis?” Nahas replied.
“He was good friends with the family but I don’t know how close he was to them. I honestly don’t really know if he really cares about them.” The Sultan replied.
“Why?” Nahas asked.
“Langenia and Insaanistan are involved in a trade agreement but I do have my belief that Nicolas and the Langenians are trying to get something out of this.” The Sultan said.
“Well let’s try to be civil and see where this goes.” Nahas agreed.
The Sultan decided to call Nicolas Furia to prepare for the meeting.

[New Antarcticania]

Abdul ghafar yusef gets yet another phone call, different number, same area code.

[Mosarat]

Abdul ghafar yusef gets yet another phone call, different number, same area code.

At that same moment Shawlistan becomes the first nation to ease their security forces around their major places. The Red Mosque and The Danjur Citadel for example. The King felt that the threat had passed. This then saw a rise in people calling for other nations to do the same. However many felt that would be a dangerous mistake to make.

[Sannyamathland]

Sadat grinned and shook the hand of Nazarbayev (or rather, Ali). Like Asim, Muhammad Sadat was an Egyptian man of a brown complexion. He was relatively tall and had a black beard and moustache. Dressed in a grey suit and pants, he was speaking with a man in the market when approached by Hasan Ali.
“Salaamu ālaykum,” he said. “Splendid to meet you.” He motioned his head towards a building across the street.
“Come, we have much to discuss.”
He nodded to the merchant, who then turned to one of his employees. “Watch the stand while I am gone, please. I have business to discuss,” he said with a smile.
“Sure, sir, maāsalaama,” the worker, Saīd, told him.
The merchant, a man with brown hair and light brown skin, walked round the shop in order to be next to Sadat and Nazarbayev and said, “Well, brothers. Let’s go.”

Nazerbayev took a good look at the man, and that was not convinced that the Soviet authorities were doing the right thing. He wasn't especially sure that this largely ordinary looking man will prove to be any bit useful to the authorities, but he was not in a position to argue and so he preferred to remain silent. He smiled as the merchant beckoned them to go, and he spoke in a gentle tone: "You lead the way, sir." After he had done so, he took out a cigarette pack and began smoking as he waited for Saddat and the merchant to take him to the building. He indeed had a lot to discuss, and he knew he had to use the correct words to convince Saddat and his party members. He knew it would be a difficult job and thus he began smoking as he believed cigarette helped him to calm his nerves.