Viva Revolution? (IC)

by **Iarann Grudaidh** » Wed Oct 23, 2019 9:42 am

23 October 2019, media broadcast.

As the cameras pointed, the press fell silent. Nothing but the snap of cameras could be heard. Then, at exactly 10am, Supreme Leader Georgia Grudaidh walked out of her heavily guarded home and on to a preset lectern awaiting her arrival. She'd clear her throat and begin to speak. "My fellow Grudaidhians, today is a sad day for this nation. We have noted the riots, the protests and the bombings, and we're taking action. As of ten oh one am this Wednesday morning, we have declared war on The Rebellion State. This modern age threat continues to attempt to harm our great nation, destroy it's uniqueness and watch it crash and burn. The government, as long as it has stood, has prevented such terrible atrocities to happen, and I promise to every single one of you, this will never happen. They will not win."

Meanwhile...

After the declaration of war, the nation introduced marshal law. The defence force was deployed around the island nation as the government requested support from allying nations.

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by **The Scarlet Eagle** » Wed Oct 23, 2019 1:26 pm

Grudaidh Shipping Docks
23 October 2019, 10 AM

At the same time Supreme Leader Georgia Grudaidh was making her speech about declaring war on the Rebellion State, the first elements of the 2nd Armored Division and 37th Infantry Division of the Scarlet American Imperial Army, as well as the 8th Marines Division of the Imperial Marine Corps, and the 3rd and 4th Battalions of the 6th Special Force Group, start to arrive and disembark from their transport ships, just as more personnel, vehicles and supplies are landing in C-17 Globemaster and C-5 Galaxy Transport Planes at the local airport.
As the men and women carry on on these tasks, the overall Commander, of the expeditionary corps, Lieutenant General Phillip Maxwell of the Imperial Army, disembarks from a C-17 at the airport.
"All right, time to get to work, he says, before telling one of his aides to send a message to the Supreme Leader.

From: Lieutenant General Phillip Maxwell, Scarlet American Imperial Army
To: Supreme Leader Georgia Grudaidh
Encryption: Highest

Supreme Leader Georgia Grudaidh, my respects.
I am Lieutenant General Phillip Maxwell, Supreme Commander of the Scarlet American Forces who have been sent to your country to help you counter this Rebellion State, and their outraging terrorists actions.
As I'm writing this to you, our forces are currently landing at both the Shipping Docks, and the Airport.
I have been provided with a list of various points of interests that are vital to keep under our control, and I would like to submit to you the following plan:

I would like to establish the HeadQuarters of our forces either in your residence, or at your Military HQ compound.
The 6th SFG Third and Fourth Battalions would be deployed to the Training Facility, where their actions would be unoticeable there.
The 8th Marine Division, as well as the 33rd Stryker Brigade of the 3th Infantry would be stationed as well at the Military HQ, ready to be deployed anywhere where the situation requires it.
Concerning the remaining Infantry, Armored, Aviation and Sustainment Brigades of the 2nd Armored and 37th Infantry, they would be deployed at various locations across the country, ready to intervene when and where the situation would require them.
As for air support assets, we have the carrier Constantin Melnik and her Battlegroup currently available, and the 139th and 45th Fighter Squadrons of the Imperial Air Force, equipped with F-35s, should arrive shortly as well.

I await your reply concerning this plan, and your eventual approval of it, or the list of things you would like to modify in this deployment layout.
Shoud you choose to approve it, I shall visit you right away at your residence, if you would agree to it.

Signed with respect,
Lieutenant General Phillip Maxwell.

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by **Iarann Grudaidh** » Thu Oct 24, 2019 8:30 am

The Scarlet Eagle wrote:Grudaidh Shipping Docks
23 October 2019, 10 AM

At the same time Supreme Leader Georgia Grudaidh was making her speech about declaring war on the Rebellion State, the first elements of the 2nd Armored Division and 37th Infantry Division of the Scarlet American Imperial Army, as well as the 8th Marines Division of the Imperial Marine Corps, and the 3rd and 4th Battalions of the 6th Special Force Group, start to arrive and disembark from their transport ships, just as more personnel, vehicles and supplies are landing in C-17 Globemaster and C-5 Galaxy Transport Planes at the local airport.
As the men and women carry on on these tasks, the overall Commander, of the expeditionary corps, Lieutenant General Phillip Maxwell of the Imperial Army, disembarks from a C-17 at the airport.
"All right, time to get to work, he says, before telling one of his aides to send a message to the Supreme Leader.

From: Lieutenant General Phillip Maxwell, Scarlet American Imperial Army
To: Supreme Leader Georgia Grudaidh
Encryption: Highest

Supreme Leader Georgia Grudaidh, my respects.
I am Lieutenant General Phillip Maxwell, Supreme Commander of the Scarlet American Forces who have been sent to your country to help you counter this Rebellion State, and their outraging terrorists actions.
As I'm writing this to you, our forces are currently landing at both the Shipping Docks, and the Airport.
I have been provided with a list of various points of interests that are vital to keep under our control, and I would like to submit to you the following plan:

I would like to establish the HeadQuarters of our forces either in your residence, or at your Military HQ compound.
The 6th SFG Third and Fourth Battalions would be deployed to the Training Facility, where their actions would be unoticeable there.
The 8th Marine Division, as well as the 33rd Stryker Brigade of the 3th Infantry would be stationed as well at the Military HQ, ready to be deployed anywhere where the situation requires it.
Concerning the remaining Infantry, Armored, Aviation and Sustainment Brigades of the 2nd Armored and 37th Infantry, they would be deployed at various locations across the country, ready to intervene when and where the situation would require them.
As for air support assets, we have the carrier Constantin Melnik and her Battlegroup currently available, and the 139th and 45th Fighter Squadrons of the Imperial Air Force, equipped with F-35s, should arrive shortly as well.

I await your reply concerning this plan, and your eventual approval of it, or the list of things you would like to modify in this deployment layout.
Shoud you choose to approve it, I shall visit you right away at your residence, if you would agree to it.

Signed with respect,
Lieutenant General Phillip Maxwell.

From: Supreme Leader Georgia Grudaidh III.
To: Lieutenant General Phillip Maxwell, Scarlet American Imperial Army
Encryption: Highest

Lieutenant General Maxwell, my humblest greetings. I am the Iarann Grudaidh Supreme Leader, Georgia. I am sending you some IG troops to assist with the unloading and transport of weaponry and other things you may have brought with you. At this current moment in time, we are on high alert. I will discuss more with you in person at my home. However, your forces should be able to operate along with our military at the military HQ which is also on high alert. Below I have attached the flag of the rebels, if you see anyone with this flag we authorize you to open fire. These are troubling dark times for this nation.

Any questions shall be sent my way.

Georgia Grudaidh III.
Iarann Grudaidh Supreme Leader.

Attachment

by **The Scarlet Eagle** » Fri Oct 25, 2019 9:57 am

As he is standing near his Okhosh M-ATV, Command, coordinating his troops arrival, he witnesses a large group of local soldiers arrive, before a high-ranking officer, apparently Colonel judging by his rank's insigna, comes to him and explains that his troops have been sent to help him unload and transport their gear.
After a quick coordination plan, Phillip is advised of the message sent by Supreme Leader Georgia Grudaidh III. He reads the message on his laptop, before closing it, and telling his communication officer to relay the order to the Division's commanders, to go to their designated assignments. He also warns them of the rebel's flag, and orders them to shoot-to-wound any personnel they would see carry that.
Once that is done, his M-ATV closes his doors, before exiting the base under escort from the local military, followed by the other vehicles, (MRAPS, trucks, etc) transporting the gear and personnel of his staff. He also has this message sent to the Supreme Leader.

From: Lieutenant General Phillip Maxwell, Scarlet American Imperial Army
To: Supreme Leader Georgia Grudaidh III.
Encryption: Highest

Supreme Leader, my respects once again,

I have received your message, and have read it thoroughly. I'm currently on my way to your residence, followed by the members of my staff, and escorted by your troops.
After what you've written me, I have taken the liberty to send the different units of the Imperial Expeditionary Force to the locations I had in mind. While I don't doubt that your military HQ is big in size, I don't think we would be able to fit everyone of the men and women under my command there. And besides, if this place was to be hit badly by an attack, a lot of people would be lost at once.
So, like I told before, I shall have stationed there the HQ Battalions of the three divisions under my command, as well as the 8th Marine Division and the 33rd Stryker Infantry Brigade. The rest shall be sent to their designated locations.

Looking forward to meet you in person,
Sincerily
Lieutenant General Phillip Maxwell

Later...
After some time, the convoy has arrived to the Supreme Leader's residence. As Maxwell and his staff, around 50 persons, get out of their vehicles, they observe the various security measures deployed to protect the house.
"Well, this shows that she would get along well with our monarchs, what do you think Sir? asks Colonel James Stewart, the Logistics Officer.
-I agree Colonel, replies Phillip with a small smirk, before nodding to the local Guards who approach. Good morning gentlemen, would you mind leading us to your Supreme Leader please?" asks the general officer with a smile.

by **Iarann Grudaidh** » Fri Oct 25, 2019 10:07 am

The Scarlet Eagle wrote:[spoiler=Iarann Grudaidh]
From: Supreme Leader Georgia Grudaidh III.
To: Lieutenant General Phillip Maxwell, Scarlet American Imperial Army
Encryption: Highest

Lieutenant General Maxwell, my humblest greetings. I am the Iarann Grudaidh Supreme Leader, Georgia. I am sending you some IG troops to assist with the unloading and transport of weaponry and other things you may have brought with you. At this current moment in time, we are on high alert. I will discuss more with you in person at my home. However, your forces should be able to operate along with our military at the military HQ which is also on high alert. Below I have attached the flag of the rebels, if you see anyone with this flag we authorize you to open fire. These are troubling dark times for this nation.

Any questions shall be sent my way.

Georgia Grudaidh III.
Iarann Grudaidh Supreme Leader.

Attachment
(Image)

As he is standing near his Okhosh M-ATV, Command, coordinating his troops arrival, he witnesses a large group of local soldiers arrive, before a high-ranking officer, apparently Colonel judging by his rank's insigna, comes to him and explains that his troops have been sent to help him unload and transport their gear.
After a quick coordination plan, Phillip is advised of the message sent by Supreme Leader Georgia Grudaidh III. He reads the message on his laptop, before closing it, and telling his communication officer to relay the order to the Division's commanders, to go to their designated assignments. He also warns them of the rebel's flag, and orders them to shoot-to-wound any personnel they would see carry that.
Once that is done, his M-ATV closes his doors, before exiting the base under escort from the local military, followed by the other vehicles, (MRAPS, trucks, etc) transporting the gear and personnel of his staff. He also has this message sent to the Supreme Leader.

From: Lieutenant General Phillip Maxwell, Scarlet American Imperial Army
To: Supreme Leader Georgia Grudaidh III.
Encryption: Highest

Supreme Leader, my respects once again,

I have received your message, and have read it thoroughly. I'm currently on my way to your residence, followed by the members of my staff, and escorted by your troops.
After what you've written me, I have taken the liberty to send the different units of the Imperial Expeditionary Force to the locations I had in mind. While I don't doubt that your military HQ is big in size, I don't think we would be able to fit everyone of the men and women under my command there. And besides, if this place was to be hit badly by an attack, a lot of people would be lost at once.
So, like I told before, I shall have stationed there the HQ Battalions of the three divisions under my command, as well as the 8th Marine Division and the 33rd Stryker Infantry Brigade. The rest shall be sent to their designated locations.

Looking forward to meet you in person,
Sincerily
Lieutenant General Phillip Maxwell

Later...
After some time, the convoy has arrived to the Supreme Leader's residence. As Maxwell and his staff, around 50 persons, get out of their vehicles, they observe the various security measures deployed to protect the house.
"Well, this shows that she would get along well with our monarchs, what do you think Sir? asks Colonel James Stewart, the Logistics Officer.
-I agree Colonel, replies Phillip with a small smirk, before nodding to the local Guards who approach. Good morning gentlemen, would you mind leading us to your Supreme Leader please?" asks the general officer with a smile.[/quote]

The supreme leader, after a long and tiring speech would open her laptop and see Scarlet Eagle's message, opening the tab, she'd read it thoroughly. Taking down notes in her head. She'd push the intercom button on her desk "James, please get two sparkling water's to my office and expect the arrival of LT General Maxwell later today."
All you could hear was "right away, ma'am" before the leader clicked the intercom off.

Later...
As the LT General pulled up, a guard would knock on the leader's door. "Yes?"

"Ma'am, the Lieutenant is here to see you"

"Send him through."

"At once, ma'am"

by **American Pere Housh** » Fri Oct 25, 2019 6:35 pm

Soldiers of the 1st and 2nd Armored Divisions make landfall at a coastal city of Iarann Grudaidh and begin unloading their equipment off the ships. They head toward an assembly point on the outskirts of the coastal city.

To: Supreme Leader Georgia Grudaidh III
From: General Charles Montez
Encryption: Highest

My name General Charles Montez and I am in command of all NAR military in your nation. I would to ask for a meeting to discuss how we may crush this rebellion. My nation and I have helped put down many rebellions in our region thus well versed in putting down rebellions and counterinsurgency operations. My troops are all battle hardened veterans and are ready to kick ass. I wiill be awaiting for your reply.

by **Iarann Grudaidh** » Sat Oct 26, 2019 2:52 am

Just before the meeting with the Lieutenant began, Georgia quickly responded.

To: General Charles Montez
From: Supreme Leader Georgia Grudaidh III
Encryption: Highest

Good day, General. I am planning on getting a meeting with all the allies by the time they all arrive. However, a one on one is available at request.

Meanwhile...

The Rebellion State HQ, Iarann Grudaidh outskirts.

The general strutted into the diner, an aura of strength surrounded him. He'd go right to the front of the diner and face everyone, making sure they were all paying attention. "Today is the day we begin our attacks. The government has called in for allied support, however, lucky for us, they're not all here yet." he'd carefully watch everyone before the overhead projector flickered to life and revealed the Iarann Grudaidh news station. "We're going to make a broadcast, spread the word. Tell people that their government is a true failure and how they deserve much, much better."

"We're going to go in from all angles, no fire exit, window or door should remain unbreached. We have enough people to do this and by golly we will."

2 hours later...

IGBS News Station

"Welcome to the IGBS News Station, I'm your host, Jamie and here's toni-" the power cut out. As computers went offline and the lights flickered off. The smashing of windows and knocking down of doors could be heard with the cries of workers and yelling of mercs. About a minute later, the room was stormed by mercenaries. "Who the hell are you!?" Jamie asked in confusion, nobody answered, they didn't care for him. The power clicked back on and one of the mercenaries began.

"For years, this nation has been silenced and treated unfairly by its government. Its capitalist ways kick those at the bottom and make sure they can never get on top. We've sat in silence for too long. It's time for us to unite as one against the oppressive government and win this war for the better of humanity. We want to make this nation fair, everyone gets the same amount and same life. Join our movement and live a better life, a good life." The broadcast definitely caught the attention of the government, because as soon as he finished his sentence, the power went out. 10 ARVs pulled up around the building and surrounded it. A message would go to the supreme leader, informing her of the incident. Commander Heights would exit his Mobile Headquarters and discuss a plan of action with his Sergeants as guns were trained on the building. Everyone knew that they were entering into a long, long standoff.

by **The Scarlet Eagle** » Sat Oct 26, 2019 3:24 am

As his staff start to install their smalll Headquarters in a room of Georgia's residence, Phillip follows the Guard to her office.
As he enters, he salutes her sharply.
"My respects Supreme Leader Grudaidh III, Lieutenant General Phillip Maxwell, Imperial Army, at your service!" he says before dropping te salute and standing at ease, waiting for her authorization to have a seat.

2 hours later, IGBS News Station incident
As they are setting up their quarters at the military HQ, the 33rd Stryker Infantry Brigade receives word that the News station has been broken in by the rebels.
"Goddamn shit! exclaims Brigadier General John Conrad, the Brigade's Commanding Officer. Captain Walker, go there with your company to assist the local forces!
-Aye aye Sir, replies Martin Walker, commander of the 3rd Company, 2nd Battalion, and one of Konrad's most trusted officers.
A few minutes later, the company, all clad in their new Future Soldier outfits and gear, rush to their Strykers vehicles, and are on their way to the News Station. Among all the armored vehicles, one could see the three Mobile Gun Systems, who would be ready to lay waste to the building with their 105mm cannons should the situation require it.

by **Iarann Grudaidh** » Sat Oct 26, 2019 3:54 am

As they arrived, attack helicopters could be seen circling the building, more and more troops were pulling up and the nearby area was evacuated. Gunfire was being exchanged between forces on the ground and mercenaries. troops were surrounding the building, only a miracle could save them now. The Commander would walk up to Captain Walker as he arrived. "We have confirmed 40 gunmen inside the building and we have reason to believe more are on their way. As it currently stands we have 6 confirmed hostages and a bomb. The news reporters are unable to get in currently as it's too dangero-" A whooshing sound could be heard as a missile gets launched at one of the apaches. It'd slowly fall and crash into a nearby lake. "What the fuck..." it'd click "We have a nearby SAM at a small military facility... That's the direction it came from. Okay, get your men over there asap please, we'll hold these guys off." He'd then go to his radio "Cougar Squadron pull back for landing, SAMs in use." the two remaining apache's would pull back and fly away.

by **The Scarlet Eagle** » Sat Oct 26, 2019 4:21 am

Iarann Grudaidh wrote:
The Scarlet Eagle wrote:As his staff start to install their smalll Headquarters in a room of Georgia's residence, Phillip follows the Guard to her office.
As he enters, he salutes her sharply.
"My respects Supreme Leader Grudaidh III, Lieutenant General Phillip Maxwell, Imperial Army, at your service!" he says before dropping te salute and standing at ease, waiting for her authorization to have a seat.

2 hours later, IGBS News Station incident
As they are setting up their quarters at the military HQ, the 33rd Stryker Infantry Brigade receives word that the News station has been broken in by the rebels.
"Goddamn shit! exclaims Brigadier General John Conrad, the Brigade's Commanding Officer. Captain Walker, go there with your company to assist the local forces!
-Aye aye Sir, replies Martin Walker, commander of the 3rd Company, 2nd Battalion, and one of Konrad's most trusted officers.
A few minutes later, the company, all clad in their new Future Soldier outfits and gear, rush to their Strykers vehicles, and are on their way to the News Station. Among all the armored vehicles, one could see the three Mobile Gun Systems, who would be ready to lay waste to the building with their 105mm cannons should the situation require it.

As they arrived, attack helicopters could be seen circling the building, more and more troops were pulling up and the nearby area was evacuated. Gunfire was being exchanged between forces on the ground and mercenaries. troops were surrounding the building, only a miracle could save them now. The Commander would walk up to Captain Walker as he arrived. "We have confirmed 40 gunmen inside the building and we have reason to believe more are on their way. As it currently stands we have 6 confirmed hostages and a bomb. The news reporters are unable to get in currently as it's too dangero-" A whooshing sound could be heard as a missile gets launched at one of the apaches. It'd slowly fall and crash into a nearby lake. "What the fuck..." it'd click "We have a nearby SAM at a small military facility... That's the direction it came from. Okay, get your men over there asap please, we'll hold these guys off." He'd then go to his radio "Cougar Squadron pull back for landing, SAMs in use." the two remaining apache's would pull back and fly away.

"Roger that, simply replies Walker as he watches the Apache helicopter fall down with a grim gaze. May you rest in peace guys, he thinks, adressing this prayer to the two pilots.
With that said, he orders his men to get back in their vehicles, before entering his own, and sending a radio call to the Constantin Melnik, requesting air support, especially anti-SAM support, or Wild Weasel as it is usually nicknamed

Minutes later...
As his company advances towards the small base, having divided themselves in two columns advancing from the East and Southwest, Walker receives a message from a fly of F-35s
"Captain Walker, this is Runner One Dash One, 4 F-35s Wild Weasel in the air, ready to act.
-Runner One Dash One, Walker, solid copy, you are clear to engage at your will.
-SHIT! SAM! SAM! suddenly yells one of the pilots, as multiple missiles are launched at the same time towards the F-35s
-Runners, break, break! Spark up flares! shouts the patrol leader, before the four planes break off, and light some flares, the small fireballs managing to deflect all the missiles.
Unfortunately, one manages to explode too close to Runner One Dash Two, causing the plane to start leaking, and some parts to be damaged.
-Runner One Dash Two, I'm ht, going back to the carrier.
-Runner One Dash Two, Dash One, you are clear to disengage. Dash Three and Four, engage now! shouts the leader to his remaining wingmen.
-Runner One Dash Three, wilco!
-Runner One Dash Four, wilco!"

An with that said, the three remaining planes turn back towards the base, before launching each a set of two AGM-88 HARM missiles, managing to land some hits!
"Walker, Rrunner One Dash One, good hit, good hit!
-Runner One Dash One, Walker, solid copy, we're moving in now!" replies Martin, as his company starts moving into the base and clearing it, while the Mobile Gun Systems fire their 105mm shells wherever they need to.

by **Iarann Grudaidh** » Sat Oct 26, 2019 4:33 am

The Scarlet Eagle wrote:
Iarann Grudaidh wrote:

As they arrived, attack helicopters could be seen circling the building, more and more troops were pulling up and the nearby area was evacuated. Gunfire was being exchanged between forces on the ground and mercenaries. troops were surrounding the building, only a miracle could save them now. The Commander would walk up to Captain Walker as he arrived. "We have confirmed 40 gunmen inside the building and we have reason to believe more are on their way. As it currently stands we have 6 confirmed hostages and a bomb. The news reporters are unable to get in currently as it's too dangero-" A whooshing sound could be heard as a missile gets launched at one of the apaches. It'd slowly fall and crash into a nearby lake. "What the fuck..." it'd click "We have a nearby SAM at a small military facility... That's the direction it came from. Okay, get your men over there asap please, we'll hold these guys off." He'd then go to his radio "Cougar Squadron pull back for landing, SAMs in use." the two remaining apache's would pull back and fly away.

"Roger that, simply replies Walker as he watches the Apache helicopter fall down with a grim gaze. May you rest in peace guys, he thinks, adressing this prayer to the two pilots.
With that said, he orders his men to get back in their vehicles, before entering his own, and sending a radio call to the Constantin Melnik, requesting air support, especially anti-SAM support, or Wild Weasel as it is usually nicknamed

Minutes later...
As his company advances towards the small base, having divided themselves in two columns advancing from the East and Southwest, Walker receives a message from a fly of F-35s
"Captain Walker, this is Runner One Dash One, 4 F-35s Wild Weasel in the air, ready to act.
-Runner One Dash One, Walker, solid copy, you are clear to engage at your will.
-SHIT! SAM! SAM! suddenly yells one of the pilots, as multiple missiles are launched at the same time towards the F-35s
-Runners, break, break! Spark up flares! shouts the patrol leader, before the four planes break off, and light some flares, the small fireballs managing to deflect all the missiles.
Unfortunately, one manages to explode too close to Runner One Dash Two, causing the plane to start leaking, and some parts to be damaged.
-Runner One Dash Two, I'm ht, going back to the carrier.
-Runner One Dash Two, Dash One, you are clear to disengage. Dash Three and Four, engage now! shouts the leader to his remaining wingmen.
-Runner One Dash Three, wilco!
-Runner One Dash Four, wilco!"

An with that said, the three remaining planes turn back towards the base, before launching each a set of two AGM-88 HARM missiles, managing to land some hits!
"Walker, Rrunner One Dash One, good hit, good hit!
-Runner One Dash One, Walker, solid copy, we're moving in now!" replies Martin, as his company starts moving into the base and clearing it, while the Mobile Gun Systems fire their 105mm shells wherever they need to.

Silence would creep over the radio, no radio chatter, anything. A dark aura surrounded Martin. Something happened.

by **Great Britian and Ireland** » Sat Oct 26, 2019 6:34 am

National broadcast from Windsor Castle directly from His Highness James Cromwell, by the Grace of God, of Great Britain, Ireland and the British Dominions beyond the Seas, Lord Protector, Defender of the Faith.
6PM - BST:

The Lord Protector was sat behind his mahogany desk within the ornate Lord Protectors Drawing Room (The Queens Drawing Room IRL). He was dressed in a smart pinstripe suit with a pin-badge of the flag of the United Kingdom on his lapel. In the background behind and above him on the wall was his own coat of arms emblazoned in gold on the wall which was virtually identical to the coat of arms of the Protectorate with the motto "PAX QUÆRITUR BELLO" (Peace is obtained through war). National broadcasts of this nature were filmed only by the BBC and the footage transferred from the BBC Camera's to other networks worldwide on a live feed. The teleprompter in front of Cromwell counted down to zero as he began his speech.

"Serving as Lord Protector is an honour and privilege. It is also a heavy responsibility, that is true at any time. However, the responsibility of Lord Protector has never weighed so heavily upon me since the dissolution of parliament so many years ago. As many of you are aware our close neighbours within the Militarized Nation of Iarann Grudaidh have fallen into civil unrest. We as a nation, as a people sympathise with our neighbours plight as 10 years ago we were in the same position, our nation plunged into anarchy and chaos. We cannot allow this rebellion against the lawful government of Iarann Grudaidh to continue, the Communist rebels only promise more war, more death with the end result being a scarred and crippled nation."

The Lord Protector pauses for a moment, allowing the weight of his statement to set in before continuing. "And so I as Lord Protector have ordered that the armed forces of not just the United Kingdom, but also our valiant Dominions be put on high alert and the threat level be raised from Moderate to Critical. I have also taken the decision to dispatch the Royal Navy home fleet which includes 3 battleships and an aircraft carrier to 20 miles off the coast of Iarann Grudaidh, which while still in international waters it will be able to render aid and assistance against the rebel forces if we are permitted to do so by the lawful government of Iarann Grudaidh."

"Finally I directly implore the Supreme Leader of Iarann Grudaidh, Georgia Grudaidh. To accept our aid in crushing the rebellion and to prevent the needless deaths of thousands, if not millions in a protracted war. And I also hope that the Supreme Leader will co-ordinate with myself and my staff in this conflict that endangers not just Iarann Grudaidh but the United Kingdom itself."

The Lord Protector finishes his speech. "Thank you, and good night." The Broadcast ends with the coat of arms of the Lord Protector in the centre of the screen with the Union flag in the background before normal broadcasting resumes.

by **Iarann Grudaidh** » Sat Oct 26, 2019 7:27 am

Great Britian and Ireland wrote:National broadcast from Windsor Castle directly from His Highness James Cromwell, by the Grace of God, of Great Britain, Ireland and the British Dominions beyond the Seas, Lord Protector, Defender of the Faith.
6PM - BST:

The Lord Protector was sat behind his mahogany desk within the ornate Lord Protectors Drawing Room (The Queens Drawing Room IRL). He was dressed in a smart pinstripe suit with a pin-badge of the flag of the United Kingdom on his lapel. In the background behind and above him on the wall was his own coat of arms emblazoned in gold on the wall which was virtually identical to the coat of arms of the Protectorate with the motto "PAX QUÆRITUR BELLO" (Peace is obtained through war). National broadcasts of this nature were filmed only by the BBC and the footage transferred from the BBC Camera's to other networks worldwide on a live feed. The teleprompter in front of Cromwell counted down to zero as he began his speech.

"Serving as Lord Protector is an honour and privilege. It is also a heavy responsibility, that is true at any time. However, the responsibility of Lord Protector has never weighed so heavily upon me since the dissolution of parliament so many years ago. As many of you are aware our close neighbours within the Militarized Nation of Iarann Grudaidh have fallen into civil unrest. We as a nation, as a people sympathise with our neighbours plight as 10 years ago we were in the same position, our nation plunged into anarchy and chaos. We cannot allow this rebellion against the lawful government of Iarann Grudaidh to continue, the Communist rebels only promise more war, more death with the end result being a scarred and crippled nation."

The Lord Protector pauses for a moment, allowing the weight of his statement to set in before continuing. "And so I as Lord Protector have ordered that the armed forces of not just the United Kingdom, but also our valiant Dominions be put on high alert and the threat level be raised from Moderate to Critical. I have also taken the decision to dispatch the Royal Navy home fleet which includes 3 battleships and an aircraft carrier to 20 miles off the coast of Iarann Grudaidh, which while still in international waters it will be able to render aid and assistance against the rebel forces if we are permitted to do so by the lawful government of Iarann Grudaidh."

"Finally I directly implore the Supreme Leader of Iarann Grudaidh, Georgia Grudaidh. To accept our aid in crushing the rebellion and to prevent the needless deaths of thousands, if not millions in a protracted war. And I also hope that the Supreme Leader will co-ordinate with myself and my staff in this conflict that endangers not just Iarann Grudaidh but the United Kingdom itself."

The Lord Protector finishes his speech. "Thank you, and good night." The Broadcast ends with the coat of arms of the Lord Protector in the centre of the screen with the Union flag in the background before normal broadcasting resumes.

Any edits that need to be made can be requested in the OOC channel.

The Iarann Grudaidh government gave the UK the all-clear to enter Grudaidhian waters.

by **Gagium** » Sat Oct 26, 2019 8:13 am

October 25 / 18:00 Iarann Grudaidh time
Aboard the GNS Flamethrower, a smaller amphibious assault ship currently sailing somewhere in the Atlantic between North America and Europe, the 68 spec-op soldiers of the 7th Special Recon Platoon met aboard the deck of the vessel. A 40-inch mounted screen was the target of this meeting, displaying a map of Iarann Grudaidh and apparent locations that may be occupied by The Rebellion State - They were never overly specific in their dialogue with the Office of the Special Forces, though you can't blame them. Subaltern Finlay Moss was pacing and making various gestures to the map, addressing the assembled soldiers.

"At 10:00 their-time, the Supreme Leader of Iarann spoke to an assembled crowd of various domestic press organizations and declared a state of warfare against our beneficiaries within the island nation. Intel suggests that this declaration of war will soon be followed by, well, war - We have already noticed large-scale troop movements from several nations affiliated with Iarann, including the Scarlet Eagle state and Pere Housh. We have been informed of a possibly-ongoing firefight surrounding a domestic news station within the nation - Our beneficiaries have reported contact with foreign aircraft in the area. Now, boys, we've been authorized to deploy into Iarann territory and link up with our friends. Eclipse is presently engaged in situation analysis, which will tell us where to insert in once concluded. Now, on the map here -" The Subaltern pointed to a BLUEFOR infantry symbol on the screen and continued, "our beneficiaries currently control several buildings on the outskirts. Hostile forces in the area are unknown. We have orders to link up with these forces and provide logistical and tactical support for their operations. Any questions?"

A gruff-looking sergeant said, "Sir, our friends we're aiding, they're communists, mhhm?" This provoked murmuring and various discourse among the soldiers.

Subaltern Moss sighed, and looked back at the screen. "They're mercenaries, Sergeant. Have you ever heard of mercenaries who didn't believe in currency?"

The sergeant nodded. "Understood, sir."

Communique to The Rebellion State

ECLIPSE -> THE REBELLION STATE
ENCRYPTION HIGHEST

INSERTION OF PLATOON CALLSIGN 'KODAK' APPROVED FOR PROVISION OF SUPPORT THROUGHOUT VARIOUS OPERATIONS.
LOCATION OF INSERTION STILL UNDETERMINED. KODAK REQUESTING RECOMMENDED INSERTION LOCATION AND PROCEDURE TO RETAIN SECRECY AND COVER.
FOUR HMMWVS ACCOMPANYING KODAK, WITH FIVE HELOS ON STANDBY FOR LOGISTICAL PURPOSES. PLEASE COPY WITH DUE HASTE. OUT.

OOC: Eclipse is the callsign for command of the operation.

by **Great Britian and Ireland** » Sat Oct 26, 2019 9:10 am

50 Miles from the Iarann Grudaih Coast, Royal Navy Home Fleet, Flagship of the Royal Navy the battleship Britannia:

Across the ship and the rest of the fleet speakers activated and boomed an all to familiar message to the crews. "Action stations, Action stations. Assume NBCD State one ZULU, Action stations, Action stations!" A shrill alarm follows as crew begin rushing to their action stations. The fleet was closed up for action stations within two minutes. Aboard the carrier aircraft are being hurriedly launched and the Combat Air Patrol is being strengthened above the fleet.

Admiral Tyndall:
The modern bridge of the Britannia is bustling with activity as my officers call out department readiness. The Captain of the ship, Captain Vincent Seymour was ordering that speed be increased to 30 knots and that the defensive weaponry be put on hot standby. The armoured shutters on the interactive windows close replacing natural light with artificial blue. Standing at the central plot table in the middle of the bridge I watch as the icons representing ships in the fleet turn to a dark shade of blue from white signifying battle readiness.

When the last ship turns blue I take the receiver from above me in my right hand and activate it. "Crews of the Home Fleet, this is the Admiral. As you know, the Lord Protector has declared that the United Kingdom is intervening in the Iarann Grudaihn civil war. We as men and women of the senior service have remained vigilant for the order to engage. That order has finally been given by the Lord Protector. As such, the Home fleet is being drafted as the spear of Operation Tempest along with the Royal Airforce who are giving us air cover and who will begin bombing campaigns within Iarann Grudaihn with B-1's and B-52's in the coming hours and the 10,000 Royal Marines who currently embarked on the transport ships within the fleet. Operation Tempest will rely on a swift and decisive attack on rebel positions with gunfire, missiles and bombs, with these attacks allied forces on the mainland will be able to crush the rebel forces before they even know what hit them, as soon as we are in position we will engage. Our ships will be closing to within five miles of the coast to maximise our gunnery opportunities inland so return fire is a possible, but will in all likelihood be ineffective."

He pauses before saying. "The people of not just the United Kingdom but of Iarann Grudaih is depending on this operation being a success. Communism and extremism CANNOT be allowed to thrive and we will beat them as we always have beaten them! As there is no power on earth that can withstand the might of the Royal Navy! God Save the Lord Protector!" He turns off the receiver as the crew begin cheering and applauding before getting back to their duties and readying the ship for battle.
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Battle ensigns on the ships of the taskforce are hoisted, each one being unique to the ship hoisting it. Finally aboard Britannia her massive battle ensign is hoisted from the highest point of the forward superstructure, the flag is the figure 'Britannia' superimposed onto a Union Jack with the words 'Dieu et mon droit' in gold below 'Britannia'.
The fleet is expected to arrive in position off the coast in an hour or so.

by **Iarann Grudaidh** » Sat Oct 26, 2019 10:00 am

2 hours earlier...

As Georgia offered him to sit down, she sat down herself and took a sip of her water. She'd flip through papers, pulling out a few files and placing them in a stack on the table. She'd put the rest away, before grabbing certain pieces of paper from those files and putting them in front of the Lieutenant-General. She'd speak "Special Agents David, Daniels and Walker." she'd point to the correlating images while getting up from her seat in an assertive, powered position. "Butchered by this scum, not only that but tortured. This war is going to get bloody, my question is whether or not your men are ready?" she'd slump back down in her chair, watching. "I'm not willing to watch their flag reign over the nation my ancestors dedicated their lives to making or be made into some vile puppet leader." She was angered at the thought of a communist empire. "if your men are ready, then so be it. If not, you can back out now."

by **Great Britian and Ireland** » Sat Oct 26, 2019 10:48 am

10 Miles off the coast, Royal Navy Home Fleet, Britannia:

The Admiral is standing at the plot table as the weapons officer declares. "Admiral, all gun crews standing by. Requesting targets." I respond calmly. "Very well, Lieutenant Shaw request targets from the Iarann Grudaidh military and the allied nations currently in the area. We don't want to be shelling our own allies." The Lieutenant responds. "Aye-aye sir."

He then brings to the receiver to his mouth. "Illustrious, this is the Admiral. I want your planes to start marking out targets for us, satellite data is too inaccurate." The Captain responds. "Yes sir, I've got Growlers escorted by the CAP flying inland, you should be getting some targets within 5 minutes. Be aware that it is difficult to differentiate between friend and foe and civilian causalities are likely." The Admiral mutters. "Damn." And continues. "So what your telling me is we cannot risk even open fire until the other nations give us the positions of enemy troops?!" The dejected reply of. "Yes sir." comes over the line. The Admiral simply ends the channel, frustrated.

Message from Britannia:
This is the Battleship Britannia, we are awaiting targets for our fire mission. Please acknowledge and send targeting data as we cannot risk opening fire without it.

by **Iarann Grudaidh** » Sat Oct 26, 2019 11:38 am

Great Britian and Ireland wrote:10 Miles off the coast, Royal Navy Home Fleet, Britannia:

The Admiral is standing at the plot table as the weapons officer declares. "Admiral, all gun crews standing by. Requesting targets." I respond calmly. "Very well, Lieutenant Shaw request targets from the Iarann Grudaidh military and the allied nations currently in the area. We don't want to be shelling our own allies." The Lieutenant responds. "Aye-aye sir."

He then brings to the receiver to his mouth. "Illustrious, this is the Admiral. I want your planes to start marking out targets for us, satellite data is too inaccurate." The Captain responds. "Yes sir, I've got Growlers escorted by the CAP flying inland, you should be getting some targets within 5 minutes. Be aware that it is difficult to differentiate between friend and foe and civilian causalities are likely." The Admiral mutters. "Damn." And continues. "So what your telling me is we cannot risk even open fire until the other nations give us the positions of enemy troops?!" The dejected reply of. "Yes sir." comes over the line. The Admiral simply ends the channel, frustrated.

Message from Britannia:
This is the Battleship Britannia, we are awaiting targets for our fire mission. Please acknowledge and send targeting data as we cannot risk opening fire without it.

Message from Georgia's Chief Representative:
No bombardment or firing of missiles is to commence, high risk of civilian casualties or friendly fire, use alternative means to combat the foe

by **Great Britian and Ireland** » Sat Oct 26, 2019 12:09 pm

Message from Georgia's Chief Representative:
No bombardment or firing of missiles is to commence, high risk of civilian casualties or friendly fire, use alternative means to combat the foe

Admiral Tyndall:
I yell out "What the HELL do they mean use alternate means to combat the foe? Would they have us throw rocks at them!?!" Captain Seymour is standing next to me looking bemused and says jokingly. "I believe they want use to shoot pamphlets sir." I laugh half heartedly. "I think they would decline that as well...Too many civilian casualties due to paper inhalation." We both look at each other before chuckling. Regaining my composure I grab the receiver and call out. "Coms! Put me through to the Chief Representative, so I can personally berate him." The coms officer trying to keep a straight face responds. "Yes sir." a few moments pass before saying. "Putting you through on your receiver sir."

I raise the receiver to my mouth and activate it. "This is Admiral Tyndall aboard His Majesty's Ship Britannia. What alternate means would you have us combat the enemy? We are a naval force with an air contingent and it would be extremely difficult to combat the enemy without gunfire, missiles or any other explosive weaponry."

by **Iarann Grudaidh** » Sat Oct 26, 2019 12:26 pm

Great Britian and Ireland wrote:
Iarann Grudaidh wrote:

Message from Georgia's Chief Representative:
No bombardment or firing of missiles is to commence, high risk of civilian casualties or friendly fire, use alternative means to combat the foe

Admiral Tyndall:
I yell out "What the HELL do they mean use alternate means to combat the foe? Would they have us throw rocks at them!?!" Captain Seymour is standing next to me looking bemused and says jokingly. "I believe they want use to shoot pamphlets sir." I laugh half heartedly. "I think they would decline that as well...Too many civilian casualties due to paper inhalation." We both look at each other before chuckling. Regaining my composure I grab the receiver and call out. "Coms! Put me through to the Chief Representative, so I can personally berate him." The coms officer trying to keep a straight face responds. "Yes sir." a few moments pass before saying. "Putting you through on your receiver sir."

I raise the receiver to my mouth and activate it. "This is Admiral Tyndall aboard His Majesty's Ship Britannia. What alternate means would you have us combat the enemy? We are a naval force with an air contingent and it would be extremely difficult to combat the enemy without gunfire, missiles or any other explosive weaponry."

by **The Scarlet Eagle** » Sat Oct 26, 2019 12:44 pm

Georgia Grudaidh residence
Phillip sits down with a "Thank you", before taking a sip of water as well. As the Supreme Leader presents him with a few papers, the Lieutenant General analyzes them with a neutral look. Once that is done, he puts them back on the desk, before leaning back in his chair, a small smile on his face.
"Madame, if I may ask, was there ever a war in humankind's history that wasn't bloody? You don't have to worry about the readiness of the men and women that have been put under my command. They will do what has to be done, and purge the cancerous cells of the body of your country." finishes Maxwell as he takes his glass, raises it with a smile as if he was toasting, and then taking a sip.
"Now, if you don't mind, I'll go install my small staff in one of your rooms, while the rest of the Headquarters Battalions will be stationed at your military HQ," he adds before rising up from his seat.

2 hours later...
Captain Martin Walker and his company, clearing out the terrorist SAM base
Indeed, something was off, and Martin Walker could feel it perfectly.
"Captain, we have lost contact with the Headquarters, and others allied elements!" shouts the Radio Telephone Operator, or RATELO, of his command vehicle.
-Then that means there's a jammer nearby! shouts Walker in reply. We must destroy it! All right men, let's move! he shouts in his radio to the rest of his company. We're on our own for now! Numquam Damnati Quiescenti!" finishes the Captain as he shouts the Brigade's motto, meaning "The Guilty never rests"
-HOOAH! is the collective reply of the company, as they resume clearing the base, moving in perfect sync and demonstrating their skills.

30 minutes later...
The base is considered secure, and the jammers have been destroyed, allowing Walker to contact his HQ once again.
In the battle, his company lost two men, and got six wounded who are loaded into the medical Stryker. On the other side, a hundred and eighty terrorists have been killed. The company didn't take prisoners, and is currently piling up the bodies before setting them on fire in large pyres.
"Commander Heights, this is Captain Walker, says Martin over the radio as he calls the IG commander who is still at the news station. The SAM site has been cleared, a hundred and eighty foes on site, all KIA. Two KIA and six WIA on our side. We are currently uncovering some documents that could be very useful for the intelligence guys. Requesting transportation for those documents, as well as further orders on what we need to do.
Also, please update on the situation at the news station." finishes Walker, before starting to dismantle his M8A1 Assault Rifle, and cleaning it.

by **Great Britian and Ireland** » Sat Oct 26, 2019 12:47 pm

Admiral Tyndall:
I respond in a frustrated tone. "That is preposterous and you know it. You say we cannot even use missiles or gunfire, yet you want us to bring in ground troops which will inevitably causes civilian casualties due to the nature of this conflict and the air force which would be restricted to using inaccurate bombs who also have barely ANY targeting data and who will most likely cause more casualties! We also NEED our naval forces to provide gunfire support for our troops on the ground and with 10,000 marines and 200 Challenger tanks embarked on our troop ships we will need every force multiplier we can get in an asymmetrical conflict such as this. With accurate targeting data we can actively avoid civilian casualties even with 20 inch high explosive gunfire!"

by **The Chuck** » Sun Oct 27, 2019 12:50 am

The Chuck - Grand Basin - Dockyards

At the dockyards of the metropolis of Grand Basin two regiments of regional militias stood at attention while orders were read off by a commanding officer. In recent days an insurrection within the nation of Iarann Grudaidh had started to brew and fester. Due to Iarann Grudaidh being a close nation to the people of Charlemagne, two militias had decided to deploy volunteer regiments to help quell the insurrection before it could do major lasting damage. As such, cavalry of the Orange Creek militia stood next to their horses with packs while waiting to board the Engelhai armed merchant ships that would take them to Iarann Grudaidh. Each ship had been converted to be able to carry 600 militia members and their equipment so they would have to make two trips to Iarann Grudaidh. The first 4,200 soldiers mounted the ships and prepared for the short journey to Iarann Grudaidh.

by **Iarann Grudaidh** » Sun Oct 27, 2019 2:49 am

His tone would change to one that could stop someone's heart "Fine you have the green light, but if anyone dies from these missiles who is a citizen or ally. It is on you." He'd end the call. Marching away into the Supreme Leader's office.

They were informed to arrive at Her Majesties Docks and as they did they were greeted with heavily armed Grudaidh troops, the area was made into a temporary military base, helicopters and jets flying overhead was a common sound joined with troops working to keep the place running and operational. As the malitia's first regiments arrived. They were greeted by Captain Alex Falkland. "Welcome to Iarann Grudaidh. Who's your commanding officer?" He'd look around.

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