Invasion of New Spero [mt/slight pmt, SIGNUPS required, IC]

[New Axiom]

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New Promethia City-Capital of Promethia, 21:41 Local Time
President Vladmir Chorveko stood in his office in the capital building in New Promethia, capital city of The Republic of Promethia. In recent events, he had been elected into office after the puppet government set up by the Imperial Confederacy Defense Force pulled out and left the country about six months ago. Now, Chorveko controlled a backslidden nation, with one of the smallest militaries in the region, and his nation possessed no nuclear, biological, or chemical weapons. Such was the price of their failed invasion of Nazi Germany seven months ago. However, he had a plan. Another smaller nation within the region, New Spero, was in a crisis. Their economy recently collapsed. Their army was deployed in the streets keeping civil order, and they had billions-probably trillions-of dollars in their nation, almost nearly worthless to them becuase of the state of their economy. Plus, New Spero still possessed weapons of mass destruction. So, Chorvekos plan revolved around one thing; the succcessful invasion of New Spero. However, he needed help.
"So, do we have a deal, mister Ivanov?" Chorveko said to the mercenary leader sitting in the overstuffed chair across from Chorvekos desk. "For ten billion NSD? You'll have my forces in New Spero before midnight." Alexi Ivanov, leader of the Private Military Company known as the Serenity Military Corperation, replied. "No, they need to move in EXACTLY at midnight, in coordination with our own forces." Chorveko said to Ivanov. "Okay. My boys will storm the border exactly at midnight." Ivanov stood, and held out his hand. Chorveko took it, and shook it firmly. "Pleasure doing buisness with you." Ivanov said. "Oh, don't worry, the buisness is not done."

Backstory:
Seven months and two weeks ago, the Republic of Promethia invaded Nazi Fuhrer Germany, resulted in a counter invasion by the other member nations of the region Imperial Confederacy. After losing the six day long war, the regional military, the Imperial Confederacy Defense Force, set up a provisional government, wich was in power for three months, before the puppet government left without so much of a good luck. The people elected Chorveko, who plans to invade New Spero, weakened by a recent economic collapse, secure their weapons, industry, and bank accounts to bring Promethia into a new golden age... So he thinks.

This thread is an evolution of two previous regional roleplay threads. I have a plan for how this will play out, BUT, I severly doubt it will go on that way. To clarify, myself, New Spero, New Axiom, New Temporis, Nazi Germany and The Serenity Military Corperation all know each other in real life, so if we say something that may be viewed as godmodding, call it out; but chances are we probably discussed it in person.

RULES:
this thread is Modern Tech and slight post modern tech, this means you can have anything but before 2016, and anything up to 2026, for example, railguns.if you have a question, ask it here.

You CAN use WMDs in the thread. HOWEVER: don't be a dick and spam them or use them right away, that defeats the fun for some people.

You can either support the Promethians in their self-righteous conquest for vengeance, or you can help the New Speroians to push back the Promethian invaders.

No unrealistic amounts of troops, for example, "I move twenty billion troops from point A to B." Just, no.

Know how to lose. No one likes a sore loser, and if there are any, I or my alts (who will remain classified) will ban you from the thread.

No godmodding or metagaming or anything else of the sort. Call it out when you see it.

very little to no OOC chatter here, that's what the OOC thread is for.

DO NOT try to micromanage my thread. I'm saying this to certain people; you know who you are.

Have fun!

[The Serenity Military Corperation]

Alexi Ivanov walked out of President Chorvekos office. He hailed a taxi, and had the driver take him to New Promethias international airport, where his personal private jet was waiting. "Sir!" The planes guards greeted Ivanov as he climbed the walkway. Within five minuets, they were in the air heading for the Corperate mainland.

PACEM-CAPITAL CITY OF NEW SPERO, APPROXIMATLY 00:00
Hundreds of B-52 heavy bombers flew over the capital city of New Spero. The city below was engulfed in a riot, and the skies were clear due to the New Speroian military being distracted with its own domestic problems. The B-52s belonged to the Serenity Military Corperations air forces, and were loaded with plenty of high explosive and fragmentation bombs. Their targets were unspecified; they would drop bombs randomly. Corperate fighter planes, escorting the bombers, dove down into the city to attack more specific targets, for example, New Speroian President David Browns personal residence, the numerous debate halls, and industrial buildings, such as Pacems power plant.

THE NEW SPEROIAN BORDER, APPROXIMATLY 00:00
Hundreds of IEMBT-77s and T-90 main battle tanks with supportive artillery and troop transports barreled across the border, smashing through the grossly unprepared border checkpoints and leveled New Speros chain link border-wide fence. The massive, multiple convoys searched for the nearest highways, crushing commuter traffic, and destroying bridges. Infantry deployed in numerous large cities, and tanks fired upon airports, factories and military bases. Small, unorganized counter attacks by the New Speroian army were repelled by the sheer numbers of Corperate units.

*this post was reviewed by New Spero, New Axiom, and the SMC.

[Republic of Promethia]

Chorvekos plan was going exactly as planned. The SMC was delivering their tactics exactly as Ivanov promised. Maybe Chorveko would throw him a tip, if all went well.

In Pacem, C-17s flew in concert with Corperate B-52s, dropping Promethian Army infantry into the city in turmoil. The soldiers shot at civilians, police, and New Sperioan soldiers indiscriminately. Promethian soldiers threw smoke grenades, flashbangs, and high explosive grenades in strategic clusters of people, adding to the confusion. Promethian troops stormed President Browns mansion, the main New Speroian governing complex, and set up roadblocks around the city, blocking all traffic in and out of the city. Bridges were destroyed, and railroad lines were unprovoked. Within an hour, Pacem was under Promethian control. The Serenity Military Corperation hadn't contributed any ground forces to the main attack on Pacem, nor had the Promethians contributed any air units.

On the coast of New Spero, Pronethian battleships bombarded the coastal cities with cruise missiles and artillery shells. The Promethians did launch an amphibious invasion of New Geneva, New Speros largest city and the main World Assembly seat of power in the region. The city was occupied within thirty minutes.

On the border, Promethian infantry assisted Corperate infantry, pushing all the way to the capital city of Pacem.

[New Communist and Socialist Unions]

Guten Tag

[New Spero]

Pacem-00:14
President David Brown awoke to the sound of jet engines, gunfire, and explosions. He rushed out if bed at the sound of air raid sirens, and began rapidly pressing the panic button under his bedside table. He threw open his curtains, and the city was in chaos. Explosions, smoke, and fire were everywhere. Muzzle flashes were so common Brown could see them all over the city. Suddenly, the left side of his room came flying at him, and knocked him out cold. When Brown awoke, under the rubble of what used to be his bedroom, a Promethian soldier was nuzzling him in the face with his rifle. The soldier said something to another soldier standing nearby, and then the rifles butt was flying at Browns face.

On the border, all of checkpoints were only manned by two or three soldiers, who were all suprised to see a thick line of tapper or approaching, and fast. Some managed to radio in to their local headquarters, who were receiving these reports all at once, and with little to no manpower to respond to the threat, so they were overwhelmed.

The garrison at New Geneva had a little more luck, but suffered hapeavy casualties during the bombardment.

Overall, by 03:52, the entire country of New Spero was under the Promethian banner.

[New Axiom]

Imperial Citidel-04:47
Emperor Cyrus Silva was sleeping in his personal quarters within the Imperial Citidel when several Imperial Intellegence operatives and Ministry of Foreign Affairs officials burst into his bedroom. Startled by the noise, Silva had a .50 Tundra Falcon handgun raised at the intruders. "Sir! Calm down, it's just us!" One of the Intel operatives said, "We have an emergency. New Spero was just invaded. Their under complete occupation." A Foreign Affairs official said. Silva pulled on a short and rubbed his face groggily. "Aww, shit..." Silva said. "Whos the attacker?" "Well, sir, we believe it was Promethia." An Intel operative said. Silva gave the man a long, cold stare before cursing under his breath. "Get the ICDF on the line, and I want the Minister of Defense and the Minister of Foreign Affairs in the High Command Chamber ASAP. And I want the Promethian delegate at our embassy to get us some answers." Silva said befor hostler in his handguns and pulling on a long, dark,p grey, red and black Trenchcoat.

High Command Center-05:03
Silva walked through the doors, pleased to see Minister of Defense Dairus Taylor and Minister of Foreign Affairs Nicole Reeves already there. "What the hell happened?" Silva asked the two. "Well, we believe, so far, that the Promethians launched a massive strike against New Spero, clearly taking advantage of their weakened economic state. Their military force was much larger than it was when the ICDF left them six months ago. Clearly there been rebuilding, massively." Taylor replied. "We also think the Serenity Military Corperation had a hand in assisting the Republic of Promethia in their invasion. We are not sure how much of a hand, but descriptions of equipment and hardware match the Coroerations." Minister Reeves said. Silva didn't look suprised. "Well, if Promethia payed up, I guess that would help out. Do we know anything from Promethia?" Silva replied back. "Well, they've released a public statement claiming they have no troops in New Spero, but we have satellite images of them moving troops and hardware to New Spero, both by air and sea." Minister Reeves replied. Silva thought for a moment. "Alright, get the State Police to raid the Pronethian embassy. And, get a message to Promethia, saying if they don't stop moving equipment into New Spero, that will be seen as a declaration of war."

[United States of Kuwait]

George Town
(Capital City)-1800 hours
The President stood in the backroom preparing to give a speech on the events that has developed in New Spero. Recently Foreign Aid has become a top priority for him as nations become more willing to cross the line. Intel Operatives had told him Promethia may be one of the attackers despite them claiming they were not involved. Many people within the nation question the President's motives. They don't support getting involved in other countries affairs. Despite this the President believes he is doing something good.

As he stepped on the stage in front of civilians, government officials, and the media he prepared to convince Parliament what he was doing was right.
He began to give his speech and a heated debate began.

2100 hours
After nearly 3 hours of questions, arguments, and comments the President swayed public opinion to support foreign aid. The President held a meeting and announced he would move in 15,000 troops, they will be brought in by the navy. 315 A10-Thunderbolt designed to attack ground targets will also be brought in. They will get there in a matter of days and hold down the fort until reinforcements arrive once their brought back in from the USK-North Pacific war games.

[Royalist Canada]

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OFFICIAL STATEMENT OF THE CANADIAN EMPIRE

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The Canadian Empire is built on the idea of freedom. As such, we cannot stand idly by and watch as yet another nation is annexed mercilessly by imperialist overlords which have no remorse for their people. Canada will stand by New Spero, and will as of April 12th begin regular airdrops of ammunition and weapons(as well as other supplies) from our military surplus. In addition, we will ready for deployment the 1st Airborne Division, which will be sent to New Spero if the situation gets out of control. To further deter the imperialists, we will also enact an embargo on all Promethian goods and halt all trade to them.
People of New Spero, know that the Empire stands with you.

Sincerely,

Geoffrey Butterworth, Prime Minister of the Canadian Empire

[Al Hasakah]

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AL HASAK EMBASSY, PACEM, NEW SPERO

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The Al Hasak Embassy to New Spero had been all but evacuated weeks before the Promethian invasion of the country. A skeleton staff had been left to guard the building, consisting of the Corps of Embassy Security garrison, a few odd customs and security staff, and one of the embassy's Deputy Head of Mission, who had served a few years in the army reserve before joining the diplomatic service. Days turned to weeks as the embassy rushed to evacuate the Al Hasak citizens that remained. Riots had become commonplace in New Spero, and so the safety of all embassy employees was threatened – more than once, force had to be used to deter rioters from getting too close to the embassy.

The Al Hasak government had organised an 'escape route' for the embassy staff, via one of the tankers leaving. It happened to be the day of the Promethian invasion when the staff were scheduled to leave. The city of Pacem, the capital of New Spero, was attacked at midnight by hundreds of B-52 bombers from the Serenity Military Corporation, accompanied by corporate fighter pilots. Accompanying the SMC's aircraft were C-17 Globemaster IIIs belonging to the Promethian air force, that began dropping Promethian soldiers into the city.

It would be wrong to say the Al Hasak embassy staff were taken completely by surprise – a military operation on this level was sure to be picked up on by intelligence services around the world. The Al Hasak National Defence Bureau (NDB) had contacted the embassy staff about twelve hours before the attack was to take place. The Deputy Head of Mission, now the Charge d'Affaires, Umair Farag, directed the remaining staff – mostly trained fighters, to arm themselves in preparation – it would not be possible for them to evacuate that day. It would also be unlikely that the Promethians would respect their diplomatic immunity and sovereignty.

The embassy and the NDB tried to contact the New Spero authorities to no avail – not only were they heavily involved with their own domestic issues, when they did make contact with officials they simply shrugged it off as an impossibility. When the bombers started to attack, the ground shook, and the lights began to flicker. It was midnight and pitch black outside, but police sirens and shouting could still be heard before the attack began. After the attack, the shouting turned to screaming, and the police sirens turned to the sounds of dozens of heavy bombs landing all over the city – there was no attempt to avoid the residential areas.

Captain Qutb Hadi was the commander of the embassy security, a determined middle-aged officer who had come up through the ranks. He was gritty, but still petrified when the attacks began. Sat downstairs in the guard room, monitoring the CCTV when the attacks began, one of the first bombs landed down the street from the embassy, the blast wave smashing through the window in the small room, and a jagged piece of glass embedding its self in the body of the Private sat next to him. Captain Hadi was knocked off his seat, but quickly regained himself to the stench of high explosives.

Calling for a medic, he could hear bombs beginning to go off all around the city. Earlier in the evening, Farag had decided to get the soldiers kitted up for anything that could have happened. They were in their camouflage, with their MLE 1985 sidearms and their Type 98 7.7mm rifles. A few of them were armed with either the LA5 .45 Personal Defence Weapon or the IFAM SG-2 12-Gauge Semi-Automatic Shotgun, which the embassy armoury had a few of for extreme situations. Farag had decided this was an extreme situation.

With one of the Corps of Embassy Security soldiers coming to help away the injured Private, and the sound of bombs dropping all around the city, Farag called Captain Hadi to re-assess the situation. Within minutes though, they began to hear other aircraft beyond the bombers and fighters that were dotting the skyline. Transport aircraft. Looking out one of the windows, a soldier reported that men were parachuting in, and others were landing in their aircrafts. The city outside was in turmoil. People were on the streets. Buildings had been brought down. Beyond the embassy, they could make out police lights flashing and distant explosions. It was chaos.

Farag decided they needed to pull out of the embassy, get out of the city, and hopefully back to Al Hasakah. He told Captain Hadi to prepare his men – they would take the embassy vehicles. Hadi had 12 soldiers besides himself, one of which had already been injured. Alongside those, there were a couple hardy clerks who had decided to stay behind, two customs officers and the security attaché. The clerks, as well as Farag, had been kitted up and given weapons in case the inevitable happened.

Looking outside, the embassy vehicles were relatively unharmed. All the vehicles had been bought from ANKITEC by the Diplomatic Service as part of a contract. There was one black DHB Prymiak SL-G, the ambassador's car, and three black DHB Type 35 Mark IIIs, used for security or general utility. They were dusty, and there were signs of some damage. Shattered glass from the windows of the embassy surrounded them, but they were still in tact. None of the people in the streets were yet to spot the vehicles – they were in the shadow of the building, and, after all, it was only just past midnight.

Farag switched the floodlights on outside the embassy – one of them was broken, probably destroyed in the earlier blast. The soldiers had mostly gathered on the ground floor – the wounded soldiers was helped by one of his colleagues. Any sensitive files in the embassy had been destroyed hours ago – only a few decorative items and innocuous papers lay about. Just as Captain Hadi counted his men, they heard uncomfortably close gunfire. Down the street, a number of Promethian soldiers had opened fired into a group of people on the street, trying to find their way about, confused, hurt, tired. They threw a flash bang grenade too, knocking the sense out of them. Suddenly, there was a great crash on the roof of the embassy.

Two of the soldiers had not yet been accounted for, and suddenly the sound of gunfire echoed loudly through the embassy. A number of Promethian soldiers had just landed on the roof, and two of the embassy guards, just finishing the last checks of the upstairs, had begun to fire at them through the fire escape that led to the roof that they were trying to descend down. Captain Hadi told Farag to get to the vehicles – he would take two men and go and get those on the second floor. And so, the parties split up, as the gunfire continued. Hadi and the two men ascended the grand staircase in the centre of the building, climbing up to see one of the Al Hasak soldiers pinned down in a doorway.

With a rifle in hand, Hadi and the men kept the Promethian soldiers – caught on an outside fire staircase – under control. The Promethians looked as if they lost at least one man before the pinned down soldier could rejoin Hadi and the other soldiers. They retreated slowly down the staircase, loosing off rounds at the Promethians before they realised they had abandoned the embassy. Turning and running out the exit, Hadi and the men rejoined with Farag, now sat in the lit up vehicles.

Fitted with lights and sirens, Farag led the vehicles out of the embassy parking area, at what was now almost one in the morning. The convoy of four vehicles moved quickly, lights flashing, but they were held up frequently by cars in the road, Promethian soldiers firing on them in the street, and they had to run at least one Promethian road block as it was being set up. The Promethians were everywhere – the New Spero military was non existant, and the police force could hardly put up a fight. They continued through the dark streets, sporadically lit as the power supplies had been damaged.

Farag tried to make contact with the NDB using the car radio but without success. At least one embassy soldier was wounded from the sporadic gunfire concentrated on their fast-moving convoy, but the question remained over whether they would be able to make it out the city, as they passed more and more startled groups of Promethian soldiers as they set up roadblocks and strategically positioned their weapon systems. They soon discovered that the Presidential mansion had been captured, along with the New Spero President, David Brown.

Before long, they began to reach the edge of the city. At the head of the convoy, riddled with bullet holes, but thankfully well armoured enough, was the ambassador's car, the saloon. Ahead was a large roadblock, lit up by lights at the side of the road. At least a dozen Promethian soldiers were manning it, along with a number of jeeps and perhaps a lightly armoured vehicle. The city was not yet under Promethian control, but it was apparent that the exits were. Beyond the roadblock was a bridge out of the city – the staff recognised the area from better times.

The convoy decided to approach the roadblock – it was the only chance they. With the saloon at the head, accelerating towards a speed of 70mph, with the three 4x4s behind it, the convoy looked menacing and highly suspicious. From the point of the Promethian soldiers, still some distance away, the dull repeating emergency light affixed to the front of the lead car was a warning sign like no other. One of the soldiers fired a couple shots passed the convoy as a sign they were serious – if this was some New Spero police car, then they would think twice at this point.

Instead, sat in the passenger seat, Farag was tense. Very tense. He gripped his MLE 1985 pistol tightly, and braced himself. Ahead of the convoy were a series of temporary barriers, recently installed at the roadblock. Also ahead of him were a number of guards, armed with powerful rifles and it looked like at least one LMG set up. The convoy got faster, and the Promethians got impatient. They did not like this at all. The convoy was fast approaching, and so they opened fired, and in the front of the lead car, Farag ducked below the dashboard. Despite the fact the car was armoured and had bullet proof windows, it was not a tank, as was soon evidenced when they came crashing through the road block – the driver, one of the embassy soldiers, was taken out by a large plank that formed part of the roadblock coming through the windscreen.

Farag just narrowly missed losing his head too as the lead car began spiraling out of control. The three 4x4s in the rear seized the chance and followed behind the saloon at high speeds, although they were more vulnerable and so received a number of casualties on the way through, but not without firing off some shots of their own through smashed windows – unlikely to hit anything, however. With the 4x4s driving onwards, and the saloon spinning out of control at high speeds, a dead driver slumped over the wheel, Farag had to act quickly. It was as if it was in slow motion. Gunshots dominated his hearing, as he constantly saw gun blasts in his peripheral vision.

He barely registered it as the other three vehicles zoomed past, heading over the bridge and out of the city. The road appeared to get smaller as the car got closer to the edge. Two soldiers in the back were trying to hold on so that they weren't flung out of the car, and a customs officer had passed out. Realising the impending peril, Farag rushed to grab the wheel, and engaged the handbrake, all the while leaning over a recently deceased body that was still sat in the drivers seat. The car screeched to a halt, drifting around so that the front faced the roadblock that they had just smashed through just moments ago.

Farag then opened the drivers door, pushed out the dead body, and hopped into the seat that was covered in blood splats. One of the soldiers urged him to “Go, go, go!”, sounding like he would like nothing more in the world. The front window smashed in, the Promethian soldiers would hit Farag first time if they could get a shot in. A number of them had begun to realise what happened, and had turned to see one of the cars still there, looking as if it had spun out. Farag desperately got it started again, just as the soldiers began to open fire. One bullet penetrated through the passenger seat, hitting one of the soldiers in the leg, just as he returned fire through the open window with his sidearm, hitting the side of one of the armoured cars.

Farag hit the accelerator, spinning the car around so that the incoming bullets hit the still-armoured side rather than the vulnerable front. A number of the soldiers began shooting at the tyres, hitting the two on the left of the car, before Farag could speed away down the bridge. The 4x4s were nowhere to be seen, and the Promethians in the city had begun to organise a pursuit. Farag kept driving for a few miles before the tyres were worn away and sparks were being flung all over the road. They decided to pull in to an abandoned petrol station, narrowly missing a number of Promethian military vehicles heading for the capital.

The soldier in the back had been hit quite badly in the leg and was bleeding out, so Farag and the other soldier took him inside and began to patch him up. Having already passed through the passenger seat, the momentum was not enough to carry the bullet all the way through his leg, and so he was left with the bullet inside for the moment. The passed out customs officer woke up, although he almost fainted again when he saw the inordinate amount of blood next to him in the car, thinking he himself had been hit.

Farag decided that they would stay in this petrol station off the main road for the night, the car hidden in a nearby group of trees. Turning the news on, the only channel broadcasting announced their fate 'The time is 3:52. The Promethian Army has conquered New Spero. We are now under Promethian control, God save us all.” Farag switched it off to go and clean his weapons before going to sleep. It had been a long morning already, and no doubt the next few days would be long ones as well. He deserved a rest, he thought, as he nodded off on the cold shop floor, unaware of what horrors would await him in the morning and uncertain of whether or not he would meet up with the rest of the staff ever again, or remain a Promethian prisoner of war. The future was certainly bleak.

[United States of Kuwait]

Sender: The Republic of the United States of Kuwait
Receiver: Republic of Promethia
Importance: High
Encryption: Very High

Dear President Vladimir Chorveko,
Due to your actions taken upon the people of New Spero. The United States of Kuwait has resorted to military intervention. We warn you, withdraw all forces in New Spero or face severe consequences. We will not stand by as you mercilessly invade a vulnerable nation.

Sincerely,
President Jacob Dumpson, Security Minister Harry Hayley, and Vice President Jericho Smith.

[Rostrog]

In the beginning there was nothing...
In support of the The Republic of Promethia and President Vladmir Chorveko's mission to conquer New Spero, His Holiness, Godric Hamilton the Second has ordered the mobilization of two Imperial Legions and one Imperial Fleet to support Promethian armed forces in the region. The Emperor also wishes to meet with President Chorveko along with military staff members. Long live the Empire, Long live the Emperor.

Fort Santa Anna bustling with activity as the 10th and 11th Imperial Legions were being mobilized. Everything from AMV-600 Bloodhounds to M61B9 Dreadnought HMBTs were being transported and driven around the base in preparations for the deployment to New Spero. One million Legionnaires in total preparing for war. Over a period of a week and three days, one hundred thousand Legionnaires will be transported along with equipment and supplies.

The Empire is willing to commit a total of ten million soldiers if needed to the cause of The Republic of Promethia and assist the nation if it is invaded in return for its war against New Spero. If complete and total war was waged the Empire would commit 12 million conscripts and slave troops in the defense of the Empire and Promethia.

[Republic of Promethia]

Pacem-07:15
"This city is under control of the Federal Republuc of Promethia. All citizens are required to line up on the side of the road for identification." Promethian humvees drove down the streets of the city of Pacem, PA speakers broadcasting the message to all sections of the city. New Speroians were forced out of their homes, lined up on the sides of streets, and forced to wear a metal shackle on their left wrist with a number. Their licenses, cash, and cards were all confiscated and burned. The remaining homes were searched for weapons, valuables were stolen, and children's toys that were deemed harmful were confiscated. Soldiers and police officers were given a choice to peacefully surrender, formally, and were left with their families. The ones who refused were locked in the internment center; Pacem Sporting Arena. The arena had been fortified, heavily, and the playing field had been stocked with cargo containers, used for housing for these "political dissidents", who had been locked in the arena. The local mayor, refusing to surrender, was publicly hanged. Additionally, reports had been coming in of a convoy of hostile vehicles that had escaped the city, and a nationwide manhunt was underway, looking for the vehicles.

OFFICIAL PRESS STATEMENT FROM THE REPUBLUC OF PROMETHIA

We have become aware of a recent issue in our allies of New Spero. We understand that many world powers assume it was us, the Republic of Promethia, that mounted a full scale invasion of New Spero. We officially deny this claim. We have not made any troop movements anywhere near New Spero within the past year. Any military movements there are not our troops.
Thank you.

*this message was broadcasted worldwide.*

To: The Government of Rostrog
From: President Vladmir Chorveko
It is my understanding that you are willing to contribute to our cause. I personally thank yo, and invite you to join me in a state dinner discussing our alliance. Address is enclosed.

[Royalist Canada]

Canadian Military Base, Gagetown, New Brunswick

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Thousands of troops from 1st Airborne Division drilled and trained as countless instructors and observers wandered in between their ranks. To see their men off, the Royal Family themselves had traveled to Gagetown military base, where the strike force was gathering. Emperor Rupert strode through the crowds of his brave soldiers, his cape billowing in the wind, with a horde of government officials behind him. Each trooper saluted as their ruler past. Finally, the 1st gathered in a huge square, with the Emperor and his delegation on a raised platform above them. As they assembled, crowds of civilians from around the region also gathered around the square, cheering and waving small Canadian flags.

Finally, when the last company had lined up, the Emperor launched into his speech, which was also being broadcast across Canada: "Canadians! Today, your brave sons, fathers, and brothers will be going off to war! You may ask, why? Why should we intervene, and spill Canadian blood, just for a far off nation? I can answer that without hesitation. We are going to defend New Spero to defend democracy. Despite what some insolent nations may say, we have our own form of democracy, and we must defend it! If the tyrants invading New Spero are allowed to roll over it, then what next? Another country, and another, until they are knocking on our doorstep! We must remove the tumor before it is allowed to spread its' cancer, and destroy those who oppose democracy!"

The crowd burst into cheers, as did the soldiers. They all watched as the columns of brave Canadian troops filed into the massive dropships waiting for them, and another cheer erupted as the first of these massive aircraft lifted off and flew towards the enemy.

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Isolated Location, New Spero

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Private Ben Murray looked nervously around the hold of his dropship, at his fellow soldiers of Company B. He was a greenhorn, fresh from the training camps in central Canada. This was his first mission- and he was scared. His bunkmates had reassured him that the rigors of combat would be few and far in between- most of his military career would be marching. But Canada's shock troops could have only been deployed to a region they really needed to protect. Murray had no doubts about his country defending New Spero. Canada couldn't stand by and watch them be annexed. There was a murmuring among the men as the dropship began to descend. Their commander, Captain Smith. He was checking his watch. Ben clutched his assault rifle closer, and he suddenly heard the rumble of the engines falter. "GO GO GO!" Smith shouted as the dropship's back lowered.

Instantly the first rows of paratroops dived off of the aircraft, and suddenly Murray was in the front line. "What are you waiting for?" Smith shouted over the roar of the engines, "Get your ass down there!" Ben obeyed and flung himself off the dropship, pulling his cord a little too soon and sighing with relief as the parachute billowed out and he floated gently down to the ground. When he landed he faltered but soon he steadied himself. Smith addressed the company when they were all down. "Alright men! We have to be on the front lines by the end of the day!" he thundered. Murray looked up. The sun was just beginning to rise. His friends had been right; it would be a long day of marching.

[Rostrog]

Pacem-07:15
"This city is under control of the Federal Republuc of Promethia. All citizens are required to line up on the side of the road for identification." Promethian humvees drove down the streets of the city of Pacem, PA speakers broadcasting the message to all sections of the city. New Speroians were forced out of their homes, lined up on the sides of streets, and forced to wear a metal shackle on their left wrist with a number. Their licenses, cash, and cards were all confiscated and burned. The remaining homes were searched for weapons, valuables were stolen, and children's toys that were deemed harmful were confiscated. Soldiers and police officers were given a choice to peacefully surrender, formally, and were left with their families. The ones who refused were locked in the internment center; Pacem Sporting Arena. The arena had been fortified, heavily, and the playing field had been stocked with cargo containers, used for housing for these "political dissidents", who had been locked in the arena. The local mayor, refusing to surrender, was publicly hanged. Additionally, reports had been coming in of a convoy of hostile vehicles that had escaped the city, and a nationwide manhunt was underway, looking for the vehicles.

OFFICIAL PRESS STATEMENT FROM THE REPUBLUC OF PROMETHIA

We have become aware of a recent issue in our allies of New Spero. We understand that many world powers assume it was us, the Republic of Promethia, that mounted a full scale invasion of New Spero. We officially deny this claim. We have not made any troop movements anywhere near New Spero within the past year. Any military movements there are not our troops.
Thank you.

*this message was broadcasted worldwide.*

To: The Government of Rostrog
From: President Vladmir Chorveko
It is my understanding that you are willing to contribute to our cause. I personally thank yo, and invite you to join me in a state dinner discussing our alliance. Address is enclosed.

Godric looks at the invitation and nods to himself.

Recipient; President Vladimir Chorveko
Sender:Emperor Godric Hamilton the Second

I will attend your state dinner to discuss varying things regarding the commitment of The Empire in your cause. I will bring commanders of the 10th and 11th Legions and two of my elite bodyguards, Reapers. I look forward to meeting you and strengthening the relationship and alliance between our two great nations.

[Nazi Fuhrer Germany]

Nazi Generals are observing troop movements throughout the regions through satellite video (don't ask how the satellite works, it just does ok). The Generals notice that the Promethian ground forces are treating New Spero citizens "like" the Holocaust. They chuckle at the irony.
General Hessel is commanding the ICDF armored division, but other German forces are not aiding either side. Führer Richthofen puts Nazi Germany at a Neutral state unless deliberately attacked. Even though Germany is Neutral, Germany has prepared its self for war in case of an attempt of an invasion from Promethia or her allies.

German Wehrmacht forces are moving into defensive positions. Setting up artillery units (including multiple DORA artillery units. Can be viewed in my fact book), Setting up border defenses with the Great Fascist Wall with built in bunkers equipped with massive cannons. And outposts/bases/checkpoints/forts set up all throughout the country.

German Luftwaffe forces are all combat prepared, bombers loaded up and fueled ready for the go, Airships are mobile all across the country, atomic bomb arsenals are prepped and ready, etc. etc. etc.

German Kreigsmarine naval forces have set up mine "fields" up around surrounding waters of Germany, U-Boats are positioned around Germany as well as all "battle" ships. (bla bla bla etc. etc. I'm sure you get the point lol)

(You guys get the picture, everything is on guard and at the moment, Nazi Germany is a force not to be trifled with. lol I don't know anyway else to explain it).

[Republic of Promethia]

In response to the clear German state of aggression, the Pronethians considered them a clear threat, and becuase of their arrogance, the Germans had built a large airbase within the borders of Promethia. Since Chorveko and his military advisors knew this base could be used as a staging area for an invasion of the republic, or could pose a larger threat in any number of other forms, the simple decision was made. Destroy it. A message was sent to the German airbase:

Withdraw all forces immediately or face a declaration of war.

However, as part of the plan, the second after the message was faxed over, the attack was ordered.

At first, a captured civilian airliner was loaded with high explosives, then nosedived on the German bases headquarters from 30,000 feet. Of course, the Germans had realized even before the airliner exploded that something was seriously wrong. Then, long range Promethian artillery opened fire on the base, primarily aiming for the airstrip and hangars. Ground attack planes flew over, pouring lead and napalm rockets into the barracks complex. It was a bloodbath, and surely, unless something drastic was done, the Germans airbase would be wiped out.

[New Axiom]

Elysium-Promethian embassy-13:45
A lone drone flew over the city. It was from the Ministry of Domestic Affairs, New Axioms internal security agency. It was orbiting the Promethian embassy, a target Silva had ordered the State Police to raid. The embassy appeared fully manned. This was a good sign; hopefully sensitive documents would still be there. Upon a single code word, six State Police vehicles raced across the city, straight to the embassy complex. The two cruisers and four Armored Response Vehicles parked outside. Four agents jumped out of each vehicle, wearing black combat fatigues and full body armor, carrying assault rifles. When the embassy guards tried to stop them, they were rifle butted in the face, knocking them unconscious. Two helicopters flew overhead and hovered over the roof, deploying more agents who smashed through the embassies glass skylight. Embassy guards were i.e. ther knocked unconscious or shot twice. However, a Promethian guard managed to throw two incendiary grenades into the document storage room. The room abalze, the State Police had lost all hopes of recovering any sensitive Promethian documents. As a result, the embassy staff were taken hostage, including the Promethian delegate. They would be moved to the Ministry of Domestic Affairs, surely interrogated and tortured, and most likely executed.

Elysium-Imperial Citidel
"Sir, Promethia has launched an assault against the local German base of operations." An aide told Emporer Cyrus Silva, who was lounging with his wife in one of the social areas within the Citidel. Silva just looked at the aide, unsurprised by recent news. "Okay, so?" Silva said unenthuastically. "Sir, shouldn't we retaliate?" The aide said. "We're there ANY New Axomite losses?" Silva asked the aide. "No, sir, but the Germans-" the aide started, only to be cut off by Silva. "Good for them. But there is one thing i need you to do. Go away. Find my Minister of Defesnse, and ask him how long until we can mount a counter invasion of New Spero. I want to get boots on the ground before next week, if pissible." "Yes sir." The aide saluted, then left.

[Rostrog]

Beaches of New Spero

The first drop of the one hundred thousand men and women from the 10th Imperial Legion march off the landing craft while vehicles, equipment, and supplies were being unloaded and being dropped on the beaches. This was the beginning of one of the two bases The Empire would establish in New Spero. Among the first ten thousand to land at the beaches was Private Gregory Von Hubul, from Redwood. He marched off along with his company humping his SK11 MG on his shoulders while carrying around one hundred more pounds of equipment and supplies in his rucksack. It was quite a relief when he slid the pack from his shoulders when they got to their spot to pitch a thirty occupant tent. He looked over at his friend, Corporal Martha Killian.

"Hey MK, what are we doing here again?" he groaned but the question was drowned out by a pair of MFR-12 Scorpions screeching through the air over the camp. Martha raised a questioning eye brow at the young private and shook her head.

"We are here, because the Emperor believes that we are the for front of a crusade to defend imperialism and christians and to fight a holy war against all heretics deemed enemies by the Holy Church of Rostrog. That is why we are here private now quit bitching about putting up a simple tent and get to it." she threw a sledge hammer on the ground in front of him so he could go around driving all of the ground rods into the dirt so that the tent could be set properly.

"What is it like being shot at?" he asked again, of course his friend laughed and came face to face with him.

"It's like having fireworks shot at you, except the asshole on the other end wants you dead." she patted his face and then left to go find some grub. After a while the tent city was beginning to grow even larger with anti-air batteries being set up through out the base while Dreadnought and Dragon's Wrath battle tanks rolled through the camp gearing up for full scale deployment into the country conducting combat missions. The first hundred thousand of a million have established themselves with the Imperial Navy off the coast and the Imperial Legion on the ground all other nations would need to act quick before the entire might of the New Spero Expeditionary Force arrived and began wrecking havoc across the country.

[Royalist Canada]

Canadian Landing Site, New Spero

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By the following morning Canadian troops had reached the front lines and an official declaration of war had reached Promethia. In addition, further Canadian airdrops in the light of day had delivered a few armored detachments, engineers, artillery, and other support elements, and a cache of supplies. Unfortunately, there were not enough vehicles to get these items to the front for a while. Thus, as Canadian infantry reached the front lines, that was all there was; infantry. The Canadian commander, Major General Arthur Remington, requested an emergency meeting with New Spero military leaders as his troops set up at the front:

A military jeep rolled up in front of the New Spero HQ, with a blue and gold Canadian flag dangling from the front on an antennae. The back door swung open and a tall man in a neatly-pressed uniform jumped from it. He walked up to the headquarters and identified himself to the guards in front of it. "Major General Arthur Remington, Imperial Canadian Army," he said, handing over a glossy ID card. After it had been examined and returned, and Remington was clear to enter, he did so, a Lieutenant Colonel following him. As soon as he saw the commanding officer he shook his hand and again introduced himself. "Major General Arthur Remington, Imperial Canadian Army. I have come here with 1st Airborne Division of 14,000 and limited aerial support. I am here to help your forces push back the Promethians," he said bluntly. Any plans of your own?

[Rostrog]

Canadian Landing Site, New Spero

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By the following morning Canadian troops had reached the front lines and an official declaration of war had reached Promethia. In addition, further Canadian airdrops in the light of day had delivered a few armored detachments, engineers, artillery, and other support elements, and a cache of supplies. Unfortunately, there were not enough vehicles to get these items to the front for a while. Thus, as Canadian infantry reached the front lines, that was all there was; infantry. The Canadian commander, Major General Arthur Remington, requested an emergency meeting with New Spero military leaders as his troops set up at the front:

A military jeep rolled up in front of the New Spero HQ, with a blue and gold Canadian flag dangling from the front on an antennae. The back door swung open and a tall man in a neatly-pressed uniform jumped from it. He walked up to the headquarters and identified himself to the guards in front of it. "Major General Arthur Remington, Imperial Canadian Army," he said, handing over a glossy ID card. After it had been examined and returned, and Remington was clear to enter, he did so, a Lieutenant Colonel following him. As soon as he saw the commanding officer he shook his hand and again introduced himself. "Major General Arthur Remington, Imperial Canadian Army. I have come here with 1st Airborne Division of 14,000 and limited aerial support. I am here to help your forces push back the Promethians," he said bluntly. Any plans of your own?

Six SRS11 Hornets cruised at an altitude of fifteen thousand feet scanning the areas around the Imperial Legion base now dubbed Fort McAndrews. As they scouted around they had come across several targets that were not identified however all of the pilots began speculating about the ground forces that were showing up in their HUDs.

"Could be the Sprites, we know they have ground forces in the area, also IIS had reports come down of Canadian involvement and potential ground forces in the AO, do we engage or should we report this back and wait for instructions?" asked Jasper 2 to the flight leader Jasper 1. The rest of the pilots interjected their own concerns and which course of action should be taken. Finally after a few moments Jasper 1 had come back over the comms.

"Drop to five thousand feet and engage all soft targets, I repeat green light on attack runs," at that order all six Hornets rolled over and began a descent to five thousand feet to engage either the Sprites(nickname for the people of New Spero), the Canadians, or even possibly both. The Empire was about to get a foot hold in the war by drawing their first blood from the enemy.

[Nazi Fuhrer Germany]

News about the attack spread to Berlin from the Luftwaffe base quickly. In Berlin, General Alvensleben heard about Promethians bombing the Luftwaffe base in Promethia, knowing that German forces wouldn't be able to reach there in time to save the base. He ordered that all German forces in the base pull out there while the remaining Luftwaffe aircraft launch a counter attack against the Promethians. A demolition squad was ordered to use the remaining explosives in the base to destroy the base and all remaining Intel by ANY means necessary so that the Promethians couldn't use it. After the base was mainly evacuated, the demolition squad found the atomic bomb arsenal underground and knew at that moment that they couldn't let the arsenal fall into the Promethians hands. So they armed 2 atomic bombs to detonate in 5 minutes. The squad rushed to the elevator to the ground floor, destroyed the elevator (the only way to get to the arsenal), ran to the jeeps and floored the pedal to ground getting out the base as quickly as possible. After getting 3 miles away from the base, the bombs exploded destroying everything with in a mile distance. Mission success was reported to General Alvensleben.

General Alvensleben confronted Führer Richtofen at his desk and sips on his tea as he is unaware of what happened.
General Alvensleben, "Führer, Promethian forces have attack the Luftwaffe base in Promethia. I ordered it to be evicted and destroyed by any means necessary".
Führer Richthofen finished off his tea with a big drink then tossed the cup off to the side and slammed his fist on to his desk.
Führer Richthofen,"They've trifled with Germany for the last time! It's time to Declare an all out war with Promethia! Inform ALL Nazi German forces to commence attack on Promethia!
The Germans launch an attack on Promethia with 125 million troops on the German frontline, 5 million troops aiding the "New Spero front line". Leaving the rest of 300 million troops to defend the Fatherland. (all lines include Luftwaffe, Wehrmacht, Kreigsmarine).
Artillery units are constantly shelling Promethian territory damaging cities, agriculture, and Military forces every few hours.

German DORA artillery has the advantage of staying out of range of Promethian artillery units and are heavily defended by AA guns, ground soldiers, tanks, machine gun nests, ICBMs and are hidden from plain site and are disguised so they can't be noticed from a birds eye view. It's as if the artillery shells are coming out of nowhere and are falling from the sky. Decoys are set up to immatate the artillery to confuse the enemy in bombing them.
(You can't just randomly target them and destroy them instantly, it's a true challenge to find them)

[New Communist and Socialist Unions]

Official Unionist Communique

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To: Promethia
From: NCSU

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Greetings, It seems like many a nation are ganging up on ye, and we have decide to help you out. We need the greenlight from you first.

[Republic of Promethia]

New Spero ICBM base, 12:33 local time
Private Jose Martinez and Private Austin Roberts were tasked with ensuring that the Nuclera missile within this silo was still operational. If it was, they would call it in and a transport would come and pick it up, and transport it back to the Republic. "Yo, Martinez, why does centcom want these nukes anyway?" Roberts asked as he plugged in a computer to the missile, beginning to run diagnostics. "I don't know, but we really don't have any nukes right now. Take what we get, I guess, ya know, to the victors go the spoils and all. Is it working?" Martinez replied, then asked. "Yea, system reads missile 100 percent operational. Fueled up and everything." Roberts replied. "Alright, let's bag it." They slapped a Promethian flag decal on the side and spray painted a large green circle. "Logistics, this is recovery team thirteen. We have one nugget at our coordinates popped and ready to be eaten." Martinez said into his radio, speaking code that allowed CENTCOM, Central Command, to understand that there was one nuclear missile with the silo open ready for transport. "Copy, thirteen. Sending barbecue sauce." That meant a transport was on route. Half an hour later, a sky crane and semi were on site, with the sky crane pulling the missile out of the silo, and carefully lowering it onto the semis trailer, which already had two missiles. "Alright, takes the nuggets home." The semi forward off.

Accross New Spero, events like this were happening. Republic troops found and retrieved the nations Arsenal of WMDs, and almost all of them. Nuclear, biological, and chemical stockpiles were found and reaquired.

New Geneva-port city, New Spero-13:24 local time
Alright, load em up, carefully!" A technician on the ground said. A bundle of nine ICBM missiles was picked up by a large port crane, and loaded onto a wheeled pallet. A truck then pushed the wheeled pallet on a large Antanov An-225 cargo plane. This plane was loaded already with twenty seven missiles. The plane was now full, so the cargo bay door was closed and the cargo plane taxied to the runway. "Alright, 225, you are clear for takeoff." The engines roared to life, and within sixteen hours the ICBMs were on Promethian soil.

OOC I will edit this post later to include the state dinner.

[New Spero]

Canadian Landing Site, New Spero

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By the following morning Canadian troops had reached the front lines and an official declaration of war had reached Promethia. In addition, further Canadian airdrops in the light of day had delivered a few armored detachments, engineers, artillery, and other support elements, and a cache of supplies. Unfortunately, there were not enough vehicles to get these items to the front for a while. Thus, as Canadian infantry reached the front lines, that was all there was; infantry. The Canadian commander, Major General Arthur Remington, requested an emergency meeting with New Spero military leaders as his troops set up at the front:

A military jeep rolled up in front of the New Spero HQ, with a blue and gold Canadian flag dangling from the front on an antennae. The back door swung open and a tall man in a neatly-pressed uniform jumped from it. He walked up to the headquarters and identified himself to the guards in front of it. "Major General Arthur Remington, Imperial Canadian Army," he said, handing over a glossy ID card. After it had been examined and returned, and Remington was clear to enter, he did so, a Lieutenant Colonel following him. As soon as he saw the commanding officer he shook his hand and again introduced himself. "Major General Arthur Remington, Imperial Canadian Army. I have come here with 1st Airborne Division of 14,000 and limited aerial support. I am here to help your forces push back the Promethians," he said bluntly. Any plans of your own?

Major General Parson of the Federal Army of New Spero saluted the Candian. "Well, General, you must understand our situation. Nearly the entire nation of New Spero is under occupation. We are, as far as we know, the only remaining Federal Army garrison in the entire country. I have two hundred and fifty men with old AKs, little ammo, and tattered uniforms, not to mention ever dwindling ration stocks. If you were to help us, we have no place to house 14,000 troops. You'd need to launch an offensive to link us back up to the rest of the world; rumor has it that the commies New Axiom and New Temporis are planning a counter offensive, but those are only rumors. We're trying to hold out until a freindly offensive comes, becuase we have no strength to push back."

[New Axiom]

Phoenix Military Base, New Istanbul-16:02 local time
Captain John Reese (yes, this is a reference.) was lounging in his barracks with the rest of his brothers in arms. He was laughing, one of his comrades was telling a story about the time he stole some flashbangs from the armory to celebrate National Day. "Yea, and the cops are like, where'd you get those? And I stare back at them, and go, from the base!" More laughter. "And then, they are all like, we're gonna cuff you! But then they go back to their trunk, and they get more!" Even more laughter. "and then, the best part was that-" suddenly the alert alarms ran through the complex. "All personnel report to deployment stations, repeat, all personnel report to deployment stations! This is not a drill, this is not a drill! Reese and his comrades ran through the halls, heading to the armory. "Move it maggots! were on the clock! Full woodland kit, move!" Seargents were yelling. The armory was a madhouse. Soldiers grabbing IAR-32s assault rifles, pulling on combat armor, grabbing helmets, grenades, 7.62 magazines, knives. Reese unlocked his locker, pulled out and in his armor, strapping on the legppates, vest, arm plates, shoulder pads. He grabbed his rifle and helmet. "Move it!" Someone said to Reese. As he was finished strapping himself into his gear, all in an extremly similar camoflauge to MARPAT woodland, he was ordered put onto the airfield, double time. As he ran out onto the Tarmac, hundreds of helicopters were on different landing areas. "All squads report to your designated transport helicopter." A voice in the PA system repeated. Reese reported to his helicopter with nine other soldiers. He climbed in and shut the door.

Seafortress Naval Base16:27
After a short ride, the helicopter touched down on the Imperial Marine Assault Ship Taylor, hull number 55. "All incoming Marines, report to marine housing immediately." The ships PA system kept repeating. Reese grabbed his rifle and duffel bag and jumped out the open door of the gunship onto the ships helipad. A man in gray Imperial Navy fatigues and a bright yellow jacket directed him to the door in front of the helipad, which, after twists and turns, led down to the barracks. A marine seargent was already there and directed Reese to a bunk on the far side of the room. "We are being deployed to New Spero" the seargent started when everyone was there. "Two days ago, the Republic of Promethia annexed and is currently occupying the Federation of New Spero. It seems the Promethians took advantage of New Speros weakened state, due to their economic collapse. It seems to be unprovoked, but we don't know. All we know is that both Silva and Taylor want us in New Spero; I do t know where we're going specifically yet, but we're going there, and we are going to hit hard. Dismissed."