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[Deminis]

Travis looked up as the missile detonated, the electrical feeling surging through the air he couldn't help but laugh "Congratulations!" He started shouting suddenly surprising some of those around him, "You succeed in stopping our electronics for a few minutes!" Other soldiers around him began to laugh along with him as their engines started to regain power, "WERE ANALOG ASSHOLES!!!" another soldier shouts in the distance, "EMPS Wont help you here!" Another cries off as their electrical engines begin to whine and whistle again.

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Inside the Zhukov Markus can't help but release a chuckle as he watches the power die off, and the robotic personnel die down a moment later. After only a few seconds the power comes back online and Markus looks to tinfect soldiers on board "He he, Were running analog systems. Emps only temporarily effect our systems" a moment later the Zhukovs mechanical crew jump back to life. He looks at the robotic ambassadors before shrugging. "Come on, lets see if their trying to catch us defenseless" he says to the Tinfect before pulling up a holo-table displaying the area.

((I told you guys about analog... its the shit...))

[Allancia]

Pekan, Malaya
The commander suddenly felt as though he would work well with this fellow. The formalism of the Allancian military was reserved for the upper echelons, but he still felt its oppression.
Yes, I am. The High Command suggested that we do the precise same. Once we get an industrial base, we can kick this war into high gear. There's only so many tanks the Reich can send over through space and time. We have some light artillery and trucks with us, and if we muster our full army here, we could be sieging Taiping by tomorrow.

Allancian Base 1
He decided to start speaking English, the lingua franca of the Allancian multi-language empire.
The way I see it, we have some small panzers, err… how do you say it? Oh yeah, small tanks at base. Although actual artillery is yet to come, if we can attack their position we could eventually clear the way for a fifth Allancian base to be dispatched. The High Command is pretty iffy about dispatching ships, so once we get the fourth one on the ground, we'll be hampered. I believe that the military network we have going is that we have tanks, the second base has artillery, the third one will have heavy biped machines and he fourth one will have airplanes. I'm not sure though, but I know for certain that we're trying to eventually meet up and establish a full scale army for you guys.
As for the transference, it's fine. The High Command explicitly told us that we are here for you, and are technically Stratocracy and not Allancian soldiers.

[Singaporean Transhumans]

Taiping

After coordination, an offensive on Taiping at night was agreed on by the Allancians and the Stratocracy forces. New equipment just arrived from Action Inc. (who sponsored everyone in the war just to watch the fight), some of these being massive siege artillery pieces perfect for bombarding city defences. It was agreed on that first an artillery barrage would dismantle State Assembly formations, then the Raiders and Allancian armour would move in.

The silence of the dark night was broken when several 300mm railgun projectiles landed on the city's outer sectors, explosions rocking the State Assembly military bases. The artillery was strictly controlled to fire upon only military installations such as barracks and turrets, avoiding key industrial structures such as factories and power plants. Nonetheless, it still caused considerable panic among the garrison.

From the mountains on the east side of the city, Allancian armour, accompanied by Raider death robots and KJ-19 mecha, started the push towards the city. The artillery having crippled the defences, they expected little to no resistance, though the local civilians who may or may not be armed may prove to be a problem...

[Allancia]

Taiping

Although infantry were hoped to play a small role until their position was exposed, the Allancian soldiers were given gray vests to wear over their green khaki uniforms. The tanks had been drawn out of the rocket in full force, creating a total armored division of maybe twenty tanks. It was all they had, so unless they were given a surprise addition to their arsenal by the High Command, they would have to use it sparingly. The soldiers crouched in the underbrush, their helmet still clean and almost shining, despite green paint covering the steel/ceramic shell. Maybe a hundred meters ahead of them, a contingent of five tanks and various raiders lay lined up, with fifteen more tanks ahead of them by fifty meters. As the soldiers lay waiting, the armored troops started cleaning their shells one by one, applying grease to them to make them pop out faster after they were spent. The units in the bushes cleaned their bullets, having been given second hand bolt action rifles from the Allanzi-Starzian War to use. The modern machineguns were waiting back at the rocket for a larger offensive. As the tension heightened, the soldiers began murmuring amongst themselves, terrified that something had gone wrong.
As the whispers broke out, the sound of thudding sounded in the distance. The Singaporean artillery had opened fire. A cry sounded off from the interior of the troops.
Schießen sie, Kameraden!
The troops sprang forward like their muscles were made of springs, shooting through the trees. Glints of moonlight shone through the leaves, causing the green and black bodies to shift in and out of sight for half a second as the charge escalated and fanned out. The tanks and Mechanische bolted forward as well, gliding and clanging their way into the suburbs. The machines broke down fences and pushed cars and other obstructions to the side of the road, running down anything that got in their way. People who had awoken to the sound of artillery were greeted by the sight of charging armor. Some of them ran out brandishing rifles and improvised weaponry to meet the war machines, but were either scared back inside or gunned down by the soldiers who manned the turrets of the tanks. Breaking through the suburbs, the armor continued onward into the internal city while the infantry put down shocked and unruly Singaporeans in the suburbs. After executing and putting away people as necessary, the infantry leaders assigned soldiers to patrol the neighborhood while a larger group moved after the armor.

[Tinfect]

Sol - III - Surface - Zhukov - Bridge

Whatever language Deminis speaks.
Marrov

"He he, We're running analog systems. Emps only temporarily effect our systems"
"Come on, lets see if their trying to catch us defenseless"

She had absolutely no idea what any of that meant. Something was definitely wrong.
The Praetorian slowly turned around as the lights turned back on, finding the Hologram display oddly incomprehensible, with the labels in some kind of strange script.

"Something is wrong, one moment."

That was distinctly not the alien, syllabic, madness that the people of Deminis called a Language.
That meant Translator damage.
Amazing.

[Acheronis]

UDM-1274987-3, Australia

The Fighter spun away from the interceptors, but received a glancing blow to its wing. It opened fire with another EMP missile, this time at the attacking interceptors. The pilot also relayed an order to his comrades back at the Carrier, an order that would soon be revealed. From the chassis of the Starfighter, small yellow shapes emerged, looking suspiciously like tiny versions of the Attack Drones deployed by Acheronis warships against enemy vessels. These mini-drones homed in on the Zhukov, intending to sabotage the vessels weapons and equipment.

30 Kilometers to the West
The lone Carrier was of course filled with weapons a Carrier would usually not possess, weapons that the Dark Templar intended to sell to whomever they believed would be able to stop a Seraphon victory. Ten of these Weapons were now being launched at the general location of the Zhukov, Antimatter drones designed to cause a multi-megaton explosion.

[Tinfect]

Sol - III - Surface - Zhukov Landing Site

The Tramenev that glanced off the Acheronis craft spun out of control, unable to regain control before crashing into an unfortunately positioned Hammer II tank. The remaining Interceptors swung around for another pass, this time loosing a hail of Laser Fire onto the Acheronis craft. The detonation of yet another EMP cracked the Shields of the Fighters, but left them otherwise unharmed.

On the ground, several of the formerly disabled Vehicles began to come back online, and with the attacking vessel now clearly identified by the Tramenevs, targeting information began to spread among the encamped forces. Watchman Vehicle and Grand Praetor Tank alike opened fire on the attacker, once more filling the sky above the Zhukov with Flak and Missiles. Some of the sufficiently distant Grand Praetors took aim their colossal main gun, the Naval Particle Projection Cannon, and opened fire as well, clearly desperate to take this attacker out once and for all.

Only a half-kilometer away, several dozen Tramenevs tore off away from the panicked defense, following interception orders for just over two dozen kilometers out. They would reach it soon enough, if the current speed of the target was any indication.

Sol - III - Surface - Imperial Orbital Command

The launch of several Missiles en-route to Imperial Positions was by no means lost on the Command Staff of the Legion. The room was already filled with the sound of blaring sirens, and Operations Personnel desperately trying to redirect Interceptors to Intercept the incoming missiles.

Neither, however, was the identity of the attacking craft lost on the lone Sensors Operator not tracking the course of the Missiles.
The Imperial records stated that an uneasy peace had been established between the Imperium and Dominion Forces. The sudden attack of a Dominion Craft, was quite disturbing, and certainly information that needed to be sent to Aquilifer Saar, as she was the only one with a line of communication between the two forces.

Sol - III - Orbit - TNS - Arm of Orion - Bridge

"Aquilifer, incoming transmission from the Surface. Priority 3, from the Orbital Command."

That was not good news.
She was having that feeling quite a bit recently

"What is it, Decurion?"

The Decurion turned back to the screen momentarily, before responding.

"They are saying that an Acheronis Craft has engaged Imperial Forces near the Zhukov Landing Site."

"Shit."
"Open a line to the Dominion Battlefleet. And start give the attack order if they don't respond. Give the Embers of a Forgotten War loading orders as well. If the Dominion Fleet opens fire, tell them to shoot the big one."

Antistratigos, What in all Flame's name is wrong with you? I thought we had an agreement, and now we are getting reports that one of Your craft has opened fire on the Imperial Surface Forces. Call off the attack, and explain yourself before we-

The rant was abruptly cut off by an interjection from the Communications Decurion;

"Aquilifer, there are Missiles inbound to the Zhukov."

"And there are fucking Missiles? Okay, you had better kill those Missiles, drop the attack, and explain yourself, or you get a front row seat to a reenactment of the fall of the Shadow of Enlighenment.

Nearby the Imperial Fleet, many Subspace gates open, from which come quite a number of Imperial Vessels. Said ships discreetly rejoin the fleet, as if hoping their absence would not be noticed.

Sol - I - Orbit - Archailect Station

The forces left behind to re-arm at the station, having heard the transmission from the Arm of Orion, silently agreed that now would be a good time to cease loitering around their Allies orbital, and get back to the Fleet.

[Aeiouia]

Sol III - Zhukov - Bridge

Jenei Terse (Aeiouian Vocal Language)
Whatever language Deminis speaks

The avatar of the Overseer replies to the Harmonsts:

"Vell. Since you're ze best hope zat the PTFS has fo-"

With Aeiouians designing their constructs to have extremely bulky and usually completely unnecessary countermeasures for everything from electromagnetic interference to Daemonic corruption, none of the Archailect machines in the area are affected by the EMP. For once, their utterly ridiculous levels of over-engineering had finally paid off in a practical matter.

"What the?! Damn it! We're under attack!"

The Overseer turns to face the Praetorian, not realizing the fact that there is a translation issue going on.

"We've got two fighters in the area! We'll scramble and try to intercept any more projectiles should they attempt to strike us again."

Of course, to someone who lacks a functioning translation device, the Jenei language would make the Overseer's already odd-sounding voice somehow even worse. The language is infamous for its unusual structure and rather obnoxious sound to non-speakers. Hearing it without understanding it would be reminiscent of listening to someone trying to recite fine poetry while under the influence of a small brewery's worth of alcohol.

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Sol III - Surface

As soon as the EMP strike hits, the two Beserker Procne fighters engage their cloaking devices and accelerate into the skies, attempting to scan for the hostile unit that launched the attack.

However, their scans are abruptly ceased when they detect the incoming mini-drones. Suddenly becoming visible again, the begin firing on the warheads with their point defense arrays, prioritizing those that are closest to the Zhukov first, in order to attempt to mitigate as much damage to it as possible.

[Deminis]

Travis slammed 2 heavy magazines into his guns before separating them once more, aiming both at the missile high above them. A second shut down like that will give them time to enclose, I must not let that happen. He gently pulled on his trigger as the particles disintegrated within his barrels, rushing towards the projectile with incredible speed. All around the Zhukov vehicles unleashed their clips into the air, their Aim assists still disabled, releasing their unseen munitions in hope of destroying the disabling weapon.

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Markus tapped his foot down an a small peddle under the table letting the images show plainly, he looked at the others near him and claped his has together twice, extremely loudly, gaining their attention before pointing down at the holograph displaying the field around them. so they were using translation devices, but i have a universal for of speach, gain attention and point He couldnt help but smile as the other finally looked at the images rather than the text.

The holograph had widen its revelation to show the craft used to deploy the EMP, as well as its carrier.

[Singaporean Transhumans]

Sewers, Kuala Lumpur

The group suddenly realized that aside from a plentiful of SMG grenades (which they have neglected on their tactical display for unknown reasons) their pulse rifles were also packed with enough dark energy balls to destabilize a reactor. Loading these into position, they launched a devastating attack on the monstrous mech's rear, despite one was severely injured upon a particle beam hitting the individual they were able to destroy the exposed power core, the mech blasted into pieces. While most suffered from shrapnel injuries, probably not including the General, they quickly repaired themselves with nanite medkits they have carried. If one was observing, then he/she would have realized the 'omnipotent ass-savers' image of the Singaporeans in propaganda films was not just made-up bullshit; they really were omnipotent ass-savers. Even AI couldn't manage them.

The mech's parts were now free for use; the soldiers retrieved the 2 redstone energy cannons, almost completely ignoring the fire from the fortifications. Trotskaya was given the IO-Z2 particle autocannon, which was, while less effective against armour, devastating for infantry. The rest started improvising various parts on the spot (with comrades providing cover of course), some using the shield device to enhance their energy weapons while others trying to find residue redstone to add to the explosives to enhance their power.

With freshly ripped armour weapons, the sapper team (and an infantry fireteam which came up to fill in the numbers disadvantage) quickly reduced the barrier of turrets to ashes and metal parts. Entering the actual underground portion of the east bank defences, they expected more difficult resistance...

Taiping

While the populace did put up a fight, they did not stand long against Stratocracy-Allancian joint effort. Troublemakers were arrested, and the Stratocracy forces quickly gained both social and political control of the area, civil authorities surrendering and handing over the access to new Stratocracy authorities that took their place. The fight was surprisingly easy; it was not long before the factories started working again, churning out precisely manufactured war machines and everyday commodities as they did usually.

Zhukov Bridge and desert surrounding

PTFS AI were not even scratched by the EMP attack. Unamused, the leader of the envoy contacted the many SPGs that were parking outside the Zhukov. Receiving orders, these hovertanks quickly blazed green compressed plasma charges at the Acheronis craft, the combined forces of the Harmonists, Aeiouians, Deminisians and the Tinfect anti-aircraft units posing a great problem to the Acheronis strike craft. Harmonist aircraft that have been staying idle kilometres above the site also engaged into action, like eagles they charged down at approximate directions where the craft were reported.

[Acheronis]

UDM-1274987-3, Australia

The Dark Templar, seeing that he was heavily outnumbered and outgunned, ejected from the starfighter mere moments before the various projectiles hit, narrowly avoiding certain death with just a few burns. He swiftly shadowed himself, becoming invisible to the naked eye and all but the most advanced technology. The Aeiouian lasers are remarkably effective against the tiny weapons, as they fry the targeting and propulsion systems, rendering the devices inert. The projectiles quickly adapted to this threat and spread out, attempting to make the task of destroying them more difficult.

The Antimatter Drones continue to soar through the skies several kilometres above the surface, travelling at several times the speed of sound. They were now close enough to be visible to the naked eye, although they looked like tiny black dots, and were shedding electrical interference to prevent themselves from being targeted. They would hit the Zhukov in less than a minute, with more than enough power to obliterate the craft.

UDM-1274987-3 Orbit

Antistratigos, What in all Flame's name is wrong with you? I thought we had an agreement, and now we are getting reports that one of Your craft has opened fire on the Imperial Surface Forces. Call off the attack, and explain yourself before we-
And there are fucking Missiles? Okay, you had better kill those Missiles, drop the attack, and explain yourself, or you get a front row seat to a reenactment of the fall of the Shadow of Enlighenment.

I am afraid I have no idea what you are talking about. The only Dominion forces in this system are my own fleet, the base on UDM-1274987-1, and the survivors of the original fleet. It is possible that the survivors have unleashed whatever weapons they possess on you as vengeance, but I doubt it. They wouldn't draw attention to themselves in such a way. Indeed, this is likely the work of the Darkness, although if you can tell me where exactly your forces are I may be able to identify the source of the attack .

[Tinfect]

Sol - III - Orbit - TNS - Arm of Orion - Bridge

I am afraid I have no idea what you are talking about. The only Dominion forces in this system are my own fleet, the base on UDM-1274987-1, and the survivors of the original fleet. It is possible that the survivors have unleashed whatever weapons they possess on you as vengeance, but I doubt it. They wouldn't draw attention to themselves in such a way. Indeed, this is likely the work of the Darkness, although if you can tell me where exactly your forces are I may be able to identify the source of the attack.

"Decurion, bring up the Zhukov Site, and the readings from the Dominion Craft."

The work was done swiftly, and silently, as coordinates, and high-resolution images of the Zhukov Landing Site, the Missiles inbound on the Zhukov, and the attacking Craft, and its drones, were edited into the Transmission.

"You mean to tell me that this;

She gestures towards the images of the attacker

Isn't one of your craft? Sure as shit looks like one to me."

Sol - III - Surface - Imperial Orbital Command

The command room was still in minor disarray, now lessened as the initial surprise of the attack wore off.

"Centurion,"
Started one of the many Sensors Operators working on the Missiles,
"We have Trajectory on the Missiles, origin is 30 Kilometers west."

That was quite possibly the best news Artemir had heard all day.

"Send the Imperators, Suicide run, let's not give them a chance to shoot these down."

Sol - III - Surface - Imperial Invasion Point

The quite rapid destruction of the hostile craft was expected, and quite welcome to the Imperial Forces, as the Watchman vehicles redirected their flak to destroying the Drones it had launched.

The Tramenevs had neared their targets, now easily within effective range for their weapons, they opened fire, disregarding the fact that the weapons had to be aimed manually, and set themselves up to impact the Missiles, once more justifying the incredibly low Service Life Expectancy for the remote piloted interceptors.

The Imperator-Cs that had been hanging around in the Upper Atmosphere, waiting for targets suddenly broke off from their rather ill-advised attempt at aerial acrobatics, suddenly diving into the Atmosphere at full burn. They now had a target, vague though it was, and damn whatever happened to be in the general vicinity of it when the Bombers arrived.

[Allancia]

Taiping
As munitions and tanks began to pour out of the factories, the mechanics and tank pilots from the rocket were given a usefulness, allowed to work inside of the armored machines and construct the automatic mounted guns with rounds inside of them for future use. As well, things like tea, coffee and chocolate was produced and stockpiled for when the war would really get underway. As the small army swelled, the military command began machinating once more. With the area under control, further pushes had to be made to establish an effective bridgehead. The Allancians and Singaporeans met once more to discuss where to go from there.

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Allancian Base 1
He decided to start speaking English, the lingua franca of the Allancian multi-language empire.
The way I see it, we have some small panzers, err… how do you say it? Oh yeah, small tanks at base. Although actual artillery is yet to come, if we can attack their position we could eventually clear the way for a fifth Allancian base to be dispatched. The High Command is pretty iffy about dispatching ships, so once we get the fourth one on the ground, we'll be hampered. I believe that the military network we have going is that we have tanks, the second base has artillery, the third one will have heavy biped machines and the fourth one will have airplanes. I'm not sure though, but I know for certain that we're trying to eventually meet up and establish a full scale army for you guys.
As for the transference, it's fine. The High Command explicitly told us that we are here for you, and are technically Stratocracy and not Allancian soldiers.

[Blakullar]

Wow, I've been really lousy with posting speed lately. I suspect Frenkish spies transplanting their inactivity virus. Either that or I'm just a lazy bastard. You decide.
Banyuwangi, Java Oblast, the Mechanocracy of Russia.

"The only city that we know of to the west with an extinct volcano is Yogyakarta," Shuvalov replied. "Last we heard of that, it was under siege by Harmonist forces. Air raids were in full swing and intel is still unsure of whether the city is still in PROMEK hands. However, there is one saving grace for the poor bastards, and that's that we're about to head westward in our conquest of the island. In the meantime, we could make the recovery of your lost Strategos one of our priorities."

Meanwhile, below Kuala Lumpur...

"We should be just below the river now," one of the soldiers informed Trotskaya as they progressed into the underground partition of the city. Remembering this time to watch out for additional monsters (especially on the ceiling), she kept her new particle cannon by her side.
"If we can find a power generator," Trotskaya said, "we might be able to knock out the whole defensive grid along this side of the river."
"That's the thing though," one of the Singaporeans replied. "Most of our power generation comes from a central facility, but that's no reason to suggest that they might not have an auxiliary generator down here. Better yet, if we could hack into the power grid, we might be able to knock the whole system offline without using explosives."

Apparently this generator was not very far at all, since the group suddenly came under heavy fire from a pair of turrets that were guarding a facility of some sort. The group quickly ran for cover, but one unfortunate soldier was caught in the assault and his skull was quickly hollowed out by pulse rounds. One of the rocketeers from the reinforcing squad launched a Volkspanzerfaust over a metal barrel in the general direction of the turrets, hoping to score a hit.

[Singaporean Transhumans]

Kuala Lumpur

The auxiliary power generator was very simple, using dark energy balls fired from reactors to provide power in a forcefield-protected cylindrical structure with beams of electricity visible. This one however had additional security measures that could turn the generator itself into an inefficient but deadly turret, devices capable of grabbing the energy balls and firing them at intruders revolving around the energy cylinder. A control room above can activate these devices, and they just happened to do so, upon the group of PROMEK soldiers entering the section housing the grid.

The rocket launched did destroy the turrets, but not the generator itself, the forcefield taking more than a low-calibered missile to take down. The generator was turned into the weapon for the time being, the revolving devices starting to grab the balls and firing them at the soldiers. One was aimed at Trotskaya, the hypervelocity ball of exotic matter breaking through air and flying right in the direction of her chest. Before she could be dissolved into nothingness however, a soldier took out a miniature physics manipulator, grabbed the dark energy ball with it and fired it back in the direction of the control room, breaking the glass and killing one operator. "You gotta think fast, heh," said the soldier with the manipulator before grabbing another incoming ball and firing it at a corner, "By the way, I thought you'd have your inventory back from the square kept with you, specifically the dragon ball. Well anyway you probably wouldn't know that these balls can be grabbed with the dragon balls. Heh." He didn't say it with disrespect, though it did have the 'pros to noobs' tone in it.

Two other soldiers took the staircase, arriving at the control room they sent a hail of plasma and dark energy upon the operators, rendering most dead and two unconscious and severely wounded. These two immediately started to initiate the shutdown sequence for the generator, though, they lacked clearance...and as the two were figuring out how to outsmart the identification system, footsteps and radio conversations could be heard if one was paying attention, signalling enemy reinforcements.

[Singaporean Transhumans]

EXTREMELY MLG REBOOT POST

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Zhukov bridge
Just gonna go ahead and say that the rude interruption is over.

"Now that we have our rude interruptor taken care of, shall we, erm, continue?" one of the AI suggests timidly, after the buildup of tension had died down. The systems restored, the presentation was resumed at the slide the AI were when the missiles were fired. "Okay, in case another attacker interrupts, we're going to cut right to the place where everyone is actually interested in."

The presentation cuts to a slide with a bolded title, HOW CAN WE ALL BENEFIT? The AI then continued. "So, yeah, how can we all benefit? It's pretty obvious if you think about it. Well, you help us, we get in power, and in return we offer some...delicious technology," the AI stressing the 'delicious' word, "If it hasn't been obvious, the technology we have here is enviable by anyone and can be an indispensable augmentation to the codexes of any of you at the scene. Probably excluding the Aeiouians, but, whatever."

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Taiping

"Wow! That was pretty, erm, fast." one of the Singaporeans talked to the Allancian commander. "Now that we have this base, we should gradually build up our forces and then advance either north or south, probably east but SA forces are concentrated there ready for a counter-attack any moment. Speaking of the eastern direction, we should quickly send some troops to old Bukit Berapit Tunnel, that's the most likely direction for the State Assembly forces to come."

Already had a battalion of 350 Stratocracy troops advanced to the direction of the tunnel, riding PBSL-14 hovering MRAVs they should be able to establish a bridgehead there rather quickly. Though, no one really knew whether or not they would arrive there unmolested.

Base One

"Duly noted," the Singaporean replied. While currently there will be no major mobilizations in the area, the Allancian forces would still be handy when easing the local situation of being surrounded by enemy forces.

[Allancia]

Taiping
The commander nodded. "I agree. Once we build up a sizable amount of weaponry and supplies, we can attempt to push south I suppose. We need to try and annex territory in any case. As for the tunnel, that is acceptable. We can dispatch a few troops and tanks there to help. Afterwards, we can draw up a battle plan to try and enlarge our territory here on this peninsula. If the High Command is willing, we can have planes and mass troop deployment here if we make enough progress. To do so, we should probably try and at least dent their forces over in the east. It'll look good for us in there eyes."
With the commander's blessing, the contingent could be dispatched within two days after a rest by the soldiers.

[Deminis]

The presentation cuts to a slide with a bolded title, HOW CAN WE ALL BENEFIT? The AI then continued. "So, yeah, how can we all benefit? It's pretty obvious if you think about it. Well, you help us, we get in power, and in return we offer some...delicious technology," the AI stressing the 'delicious' word, "If it hasn't been obvious, the technology we have here is enviable by anyone and can be an indispensable augmentation to the codexes of any of you at the scene. Probably excluding the Aeiouians, but, whatever."

Upon hearing the entertaining thought of a gain for additional tech, Markus lifted his head, making sure to show his attention in hopes of learning what forms of knowledge might be gained. "You say technology, a very general term... you would have any forms of stealth technology you would be wiling to part with by chance, even your out dated tech is mythical in comparison to our own." Markus says once a pause is made.