Terroist Takeover In LatianBurg

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61

Royal President Rico walks into the Command Center at Langley AFB,were he calls in fellow NWA commanders to tell them that operations to takeover the city have so far been successful with only 4 RKA soldiers were injured.He discuss plans to send the 7th Armored brigade From RKA to clear out Al-Jaheed control town,there was also plans for RKAF & RLAF to perform joint bomb runs on Al-Jaheed areas near South Hills border.Meanwhile the queen sends a Email to South Hills to meet to discuss the Al-Jaheed threat near its borders.

[spoiler]Email To South Hills
To:Leader Rob Hills
From:Queen Of LatianBurg &Kuthernburg

Dear Leader I email you today to ask to come to your country to discuss the issues that are happening along our borders with Al-Jaheed uprisings. I wish to discuss way to stop the spread of the uprising.
Sincerely
Queen Naomi II [/spoiler]

She then sends a email to Chianski to show her disapproval over there funding to overthrow the government rule.
Email To Chianski

To:Victor Stills
From Queen Naomi II

It is to my understand that the government of Chianski funded the Organization Of Al-Jaheed.Your sponsorship of the organization has cost the lives of a multitude of citizens tourist and even soldiers.Most of all this war has divided my people.I’m disappointed in the fact that your government would try to undermine our Monarch. It will be awile before we will be able to trust your nation.
Sincerly
Queen Naomi

[hr]

Receiving the word that Chianski was withdrawing from supporting Al-Jaheed he immediately calls in General Noro.

General Laheed:Do you know anything about how NWA and South Hills found out about Chianski funding us?
General Noro: No Sir I just return from the capital of Osnek.
General Laheed:I want to plan to a attack on the NWA forces.
General Lori : I dont believe that would be a wise idea with funding for the organization we have to use our resource’s wisely.
General Laheed:I do not agree and If you refuse to send in the troops I will do it myself.
General Loro:I Will not allow you to continue to send our soldiers to there graves.
General Laheed:It is no longer your choice your being kicked out of Al-Jaheed Guards Remove Him.

As the guards move Loro out of the base he calls his loyal Forces of the Al-Jaheed North Forces to not take any orders.He knew that this force is his closet friends as they were originally Ex-Kuthernburg Marines.The plan was to turn on Al-Jaheed and seek leadership under the Queens Monarch.

62

Somewhere along the border with South Hills

The CIF company has been waiting for days at the various materials caches scattered throughout the jungle of Latianburg. They are looking for activity. Finally, there is activity. A small unit of Al-Jaheed forces, including armored vehicles and an AA battery in tow, stops near one of the caches, and they appear to be waiting for something to show up. The CIF unit on recon observes the forces do nothing for 20 minutes, then, the are pack up to move out, leaving behind a couple of guards. The CIF unit, seizing their chance once the main forces have left, take out the guards and move in to the cache. Luckily they were carrying a radio, so the unit was able to call in to Captain Jouett.

“Captain, the cache here was active for a time, it looked like they were going to be meeting with people They had brought along covered vehicles, so I am guessing they were expecting large cargo to carry. The people they were to meet with never showed up, however.”

“Report back to the main group immediately. I am going to call off this observe and report mission. Now that we have a way to communicate, I want to radio in to Commander Keyes, figure out what is going on.”
[hr]
Back on Keyes’ vessel, he receives a radio from Jouett. “Jouett, where the hell have you been? Radio was damaged? Alright, makes sense. Here is what you need to know. Command believes that Chianski has been supplying the terrorists, and Foreign Secretary Jackson Woolf and all his pompousness has called a meeting of Adumara, Asendavia, and Chianski in the middle of the ocean somewhere. There was a flare up in tension earlier because Adumara has blockaded Chianski in retaliation. We have been able to find majority of our citizens in this damn country, and they are being brought back to Furnifold. There are a few pings we couldn’t get to in the city of Osnek, and I need your guys to get there. You are going to have to get there anyways, so you can be in the vicinity of an intranet port to send data to.”

“We will get right on it, sir. I am not going to take my whole unit, as that would attract too much attention. We will be cutting our unit size down to fifteen, the rest will be making their way back to Lima.”

“Also, Captain, there is a Oan Isle woman being held hostage in Osnek. We will send over the necessary information once you get in range. She is not a priority, but if you find her whereabouts, see about extracting her, or at least getting her location and status to us.”

“Yes, sir.”

Jouett tells his men the orders, he assigns his Lieutenant the unit returning to Lima, and he takes a platoon with him north, their destination Osnek.

63

King Calvin the I sat down at his desk before reading the daily briefing.

Some war…some terrorists…

He didn’t care much, and couldn’t see why the insurgents were terrorists.

But this “crisis” was too much to ignore. He signed the order his assistant gave him, authorizing the withdrawal of all Atlaesian diplomats and the evacuation of any Atlaesian civilians.

64

[spoiler]I’m referring to the individual in charge of the army as “The General” simply because I never bothered to give him a name.[/spoiler]
The Executive Building, Tretridia
Prime Minister James Stevenson was watching the news reports. “Yikes.”

Defense Minister Kyle Johnson nodded.

Stevenson sighed and said, “I do not believe that either sides have done anything, and I mean anything to deserve our attention. Johnson, has Navy Admiral Vega sent you any reports of concern?”

Navy Admiral John Vega had already set up navy patrols near Latianburg to observe the ac

Johnson said, “No.”

Stevenson then said, “Then there is no reason for us to join this war. There is nothing to gain, and so much to lose. Think of all the cut-off diplomatic relationships. We will stay neutral, but do not condone either sides’ actions.”

Stevenson sighed. Foreign Minister Smith had explained the dire situation any Tretridian citizens in Latianburg were in. Because of that annoying fact that there were no consulates in Latianburg, they needed another way to evacuate them. He picked his phone, and dialed a number.
[hr]
Gedert Naval Base
Navy Admiral Vega was impatiently tapping his fingers on his map of Latianburg and South Hills. On the map were small cubes representing the ships deployed to the coast. Then his phone rang.
He picked it up, and was surprised to find Prime Minister Stevenson on the line!

Vega said, “This is Navy Admiral John Vega at Gedert Naval Base. What can I do for you?”

Stevenson replied, “I would like a systematic evacuation of all Tretridians from Latianburg.”

Vega said back, “How would I do that?” to which Stevenson replied, “Dock a few troop transporters under a flag of truce. Knock on the doors of all known places where Tretridians reside, and ask for them. When they come, tell them that they need to leave because of the war. Luckily, Al-Jaheed has not captured an area where Tretridians reside, and they should leave before that changes.”

65

“Fuck these MOP suits, man.” whined Pearson. In the drivers seat of the Humvee. He was driving the lead vehicle of a Marine convoy on the border, when his sergeant arrived. “Yo, brad, what the hell’s the deal?”

“We’re finally goin’ to war, Ray.” responded his Sergeant as he hopped in the passenger seat. “Straight across the border. We’re to push twenty clicks then hold.”

“Fuckin finally, man.” responded the Corporal as the convoy got moving. The radios abuzz with activity as the invasion got underway.

[hr]

“Thank you for the very pleasant accomodations.” The man smiled, giving the porter at the hotel a very healthy tip before the three businessmen departed, holding their suitcases. They got in their car and headed downtown, finding a populated side street in the downtown area to park the car.

“Thirty minutes to get out of range.” reminded the lead man. They parked the car, leaving their suitcases in the trunk, before putting a hour in the meter to comfortably avoid suspicion. They walked down the street after having locked the car, turning a corner and immediately getting in a waiting Suburban driven by their fourth partner.

“As planned, folks. Let’s get out of here.”

66

Removed .

67

Royal President Rico Meets Lori At Pas-Nolia Naval Base in Latianburg to talk to him in private…

President Rico:I received your message of assist and I understand that you wish to defeat Laheed and agree to be Separate Country under the Queens rule.

Loro:His views are only seen to be good only to the Wealthy of Litop,and he is willing to send soldiers to war just to prove he is not afraid.

President Rico:Kuthernburg will only assist your forces if you can guarantee that Litop is turn bout over to Latianburg were we can have a fair referendum for Litop to become a Independent State.

Loro: I can agree to this but Mr.President you need to put more pressure on Al-Jaheed the limited attacks conducted the NWA is only giving him more power.

President Rico:I will take that into consideration… Meanwhile I will agree to assist your forces and will send 200 Troops to your position to train and equip your men.

Loro:You can call Us Litop Republican Army (LRA)

President Rico: So it shall be I will discuss with with other Allies before I induct you into any alliance other then Kuthernburg or Latianburg that is all

Royal President Rico shakes his hand and walks out of the naval base satisfied with the recent talks.In the meantime he commands the 757th Bomb Wing Station At Lima AFB to be put on Tac-Con 3 High Alert to begin bombing Runs on Known Enemy Locations Along South Hills Border.

68

It is 3:00 pm 2 cars driving by Al-Jaheed and trailed by another car with TAC members in it head for the Capital of Celannica Zeda.They drive there cars packed with 3 Bombs and KA-74s twords Kamppi Centre.

They reach there first stop near a Museum in the city,they get out the vehicles and begin shooting innocent people inside the museum they set the bomb in a bathroom in the basement. They quickly hurry back to there cat and continue driving twords there final Stop Kamppi Centre, were they will meet the other terrorist from TAC who set A bomb inside a goverment building bathroom.

They meet near the train station at 3:30,they proceed in the building shooting everyone inside the terminal placing the bomb in the actual train terminal they quickly rush out 5 Minutes later all 3 Bombs go off l…Al-Jaheed And TAC has attacked.

69

“Five…four…three…two…one.” Remarked a man looking at his watch in the back of the suburban. A light emerged in the rear view mirrors as it sped down a back road, far enough back to be of no real immediate threat.

The men, of course, put little thought into how many lives had just been lost in the name of a false flag operation. That would come later.[note]It’s a suitcase nuke about half the strength of Hiroshima, it would take out a solid city block and do serious damage to most of the city, but there’s no true long term radiation issues because of its low yield.[note]

[hr]

“Yo, brad, I’m not gettin’ shit on comms” remarked the Corporal as he fumbled with the radio. It was nothing but static.

“Great…” The sergeant symboled for his trucks to stop, pulling to the side. Two fighter jets roared overhead, but otherwise all remained calm. But even civilian radio stations were nothing but static. Finally, after about 15 minutes, a patchy message came through… “Nuclear detonation…reported…Osnek district…Yield unknown…All forces hold fast…prepare further orders…Radio communications affected…”

“Great…Get suited up!” shouted the Sergeant, the men finishing applying their CBRNE MOPP suits.

“Brad, shouldn’t we like, back the fuck up, man?”

“We wait to hear how bad it is, Could not even concern us. We’re at least five hundred klicks from there.”

“Alright man, this is some screwby shit. Fuck man.”

70

On the diplomatic floatilla, somewhere in the middle of the ocean:

Jackson Woolf has not slept well for days. Dealing with the representatives of nations currently on his vessel has left him wishing to go back to Furnifold and stuff as much food as possible into his mouth. That, and play a round of golf, anything to avoid the wife, and the politics of the world. That is why when he got the news that a nuclear weapon went off in LatianBurg, he was thissss close to resigning right there. Resigning at the heat of a crisis would surely damage my chances at mounting an election run, he thought. Plus, if I can mediate this crisis, I undercut any sort of bump d’Arrigo gets.

Woolf turns to his assistants. “Alright people, we must get aid out to the people of LatianBurg immediately. Contact the companies that have collected all that humanitarian aid. We need to find a way to get supplies to handle the radiation into the country, specifically the areas that Al-Jaheed holds. I will work on allowing our aid safe passage through these areas. Let’s go!”

Woolf contacts d’Arrigo. "Sir, we need to get aid out immediately to the people of LatianBurg. I recommend sending potassium iodide to the nation. I will work on securing the aid workers and safe passage through LatianBurg.

[hr]

To members of the NWA, LatianBurg, and Al-Jaheed,

Today is a horrid day on Urth. A nuclear bomb has just been detonated in the city of Osnek. There are going to be a great many people who will need our assistance. To the members of the NWA, we need to get organized and get out humanitarian aid. I have already begun to mobilize potassium iodide to be sent out, which will be the first of many materials we pledge to bring to the nation. To those of LatianBurg and Al-Jaheed, allow us safe passage to the contaminated zones. We come in peace, and only wish to help those poor souls who have been impacted."

Thank you, and please help.

Jackson Woolf,

Foreign Secretary of Furnifold

71

— Begin quote from ____

It is 3:00 pm 2 cars driving by Al-Jaheed and trailed by another car with TAC members in it head for the Capital of Celannica Zeda.They drive there cars packed with 3 Bombs and KA-74s twords Kamppi Centre.

They reach there first stop near a Museum in the city,they get out the vehicles and begin shooting innocent people inside the museum they set the bomb in a bathroom in the basement. They quickly hurry back to there cat and continue driving twords there final Stop Kamppi Centre, were they will meet the other terrorist from TAC who set A bomb inside a goverment building bathroom.

They meet near the train station at 3:30,they proceed in the building shooting everyone inside the terminal placing the bomb in the actual train terminal they quickly rush out 5 Minutes later all 3 Bombs go off l…Al-Jaheed And TAC has attacked.

— End quote

OOC: I’m going to interject here. You didn’t give Cel a chance to stop it (they could have cut off travel between the two nations), and I would be surprised if the Cel’s police didn’t find them. How did they get there in the first place? Not waiting another user’s turn is considered godmodding.

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73

General Otto slammed his hand on his desk in anger. “Why, is this taking so damn long! I want reparations!” Field Marshal Briggs replied with an upset look, “Sir, we are pressing them as hard as we can, I’m sure the Chianskians will break soon.” Otto’s eyes narrowed. “No they won’t! We’ve been waiting for what feels like a month, and nothing to show! I’m authorizing you to begin operations in Chianski, unnoficially -we won’t be sending a declaration of war.” Alexander nodded slowly with a grim look on his face. “Solid copy sir.” And he left the office.

Numerous torpedoes were fired quickly from Adumaran submarines directly at Chianskian ships, and rockets and missiles were fired from the decks of AAF warships towards land artillery emplacements, AA emplacements, and a few at surface vessels.

Several Strike Fighters launched from the deck of the ANS Providence, and flew towards shore, moving to begin bombing raids on military installations.

A message was also sent to the Syllvin Fleet near Chianski:
[spoiler]It’s go time
[/spoiler]

74

[RP Sign Up
Name Of Country : Free Syllvin
Armed Forces Planning To Use: Battle Group Jerikus
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Ally or Terrorist : Neither
Name Of Leader: Admiral Darton
Role Your Country will Play: Supporting Adumaran military

[hr]

The fleet of Syllvan ships anchored south of Chianski began to blare their sirens. The huge dishes atop the radar platforms spun about, seeking targets to lock for the flotilla, while anchors raised along the bows of frigates, assault ships, and destroyers. The Jerikus was buzzing with activity, analysts and technicians rushing all in and around the massive platform bringing data, equipment, and supplies to prepare for combat. As the din of warship enginges began to fill the air, weapons rigs were deployed from the military platforms. CIWS cupolas extended their barrels, and surface-to-air missile launchers were raised from behind weather shields.

The CIC was the center of this hive, the normally-organized room still trying to coalesce its professionalism as report after report on the Adumaran fleet came through. The dull blue light from the center console put a ghostly pallor on Admiral Darton’s face. Stiff backed but still managing to hunch over the time desk crammed into the back corner of the room, the bearish man held up one finger to the naval commander who approached him. His other hand cradled the desk phone in its meaty paw, into which the Admiral spoke.

“Yes, ma’am. No…creo que no. Yes but…yes. Lo haremos. I’ll keep you informed. Affirmativo.”

The phone is set indelicatly back in its rack, and Dalton’s beadt eyes squint up at his subordinate officer. Commander Indicum, “El Barro,” hovered at parade rest.

“Commander. I’ve just spoke with the Councilor. What do you have for me?” The bass vibrations of the Admirals voice could be felt through the floor by the Commander, who clared his throat before replying.

“I’ve sent up the 2nd Squadron on CAP for the amphibious force, three flights of two. They’re moving for AI on any unknown air. The other four are on active alert. I also took the liberty of sending the Adumaran commander a brief on the remaining ships from Furnifold.” Dalton nodded, heaving himself up out of his chair. The round commander followed his superior as the ursine man stepped down into the center of the CIC.

“Very well, Commander. I’m going to need you to set the combat status on the operating base to red. Anything and everything that does not read Syllvanian on the IFF is priority black. CIWS and RAM turrets are weapons free. Chianski focuses on air projection so we need a tight area base defense.” Indicum snaps a salute and turns to grunt orders at several crewmen. The Admiral motions for his communications officer to join him at the central widescreen.

“Here’s what we’re going to do, Lieutenant. Confirm with tactical: D/R-002 is lead. They’ll advance to target, relative base co-ord seven nine by one five, bearing mark: four six. Suppliment units are F/I-45 and F/I-46, special tactical asset designation for FS/L-01 and FS/L-03. Secure corridor for the amphibioua force.” Dalton’s paws waved at the screen and its digital representations of the Syllvan forces, while the Liuetenant was taking down the notes on his pad as fast as he could.

“Advance elements then hold at movement point, provide air defense for the amphibious assault. Coordinates for beachhead, relative base eight two by one nine. Second Amphibious Armored is designated van, Third and Fourth are core assault. Combat plan Treciet Esse, air attack readiness for all forces set to yellow, weapon status hold. Reciprocal engagement save preemptive if hostile is confirm.”

The tap tap tapping of the comms officer’s fingers was the only reply for the Admiral, but it was enough. He made the necessary adjustments in his head and strode towards the door to oversee the platform’s helicopter drone deployment. A last minute thought struck him and he half-turned his bestial bulk to point back at the Lieutenant.

“And make sure the maldito idiotas over at the Adumaran command know not to screw up the surface game. The ladt thing we need is the Furnifold navy breathing down our necks because some Black Eagle Bastard got too trigger happy.”

The CIC crew went about their tasks without breaking stride while their commander ground out his orders. Such unprofessionalism was characteristic of Dalton, and it was harmless anyways. With everything copied and resdy for dissemination, the communications officer gave the Admiral a thumbs up. Outside, the VTOL fighters of the 2nd Ariel Assault Squadron began their flight preparations on the decks of the amphibious assault ships, and a halo of helicopters was forming around the military platforms and auxiliaries, torpedos primed for combat.

75

(This is technically a re-signup:)
Name of Country: The Atlae Isles
Armed Forces Planning to Use: The Navy, The Sky Guard
Ally or Terrorist: Ally
Name of Leader: King Calvin the I, General Dominic Parrish
Role Country will Play: Observation
[hr]

King Calvin sat down at his desk (again) and read another briefing. It was about that war again…blah blah blah…seemed more important than it seemed to be earier…blah blah blah…

He decided to send an observation force to Adumara to see what was going on. Just a few ships would do for now.

76

[RP Sign Up
Name Of Country: The Republic of Setzna
Armed Forces Planning To Use: Setznan Maritime Self Defense Force, Forward Observation Group 571.
Ally or Terrorist: Neither
Name Of Leader: Captain Joseph Davis
Role Your Country will Play: SEPC Observation fleet

[hr]

Three ships steamed across the ocean, making their way towards Chianski. Crewmen moved around the deck, some held binoculars. On the bridge of the SDFS Halsey, Captain Joseph Davis stood out on the right wing of the super structure, a petty officer was looking through the high power mounted binoculars, observing the situation at hand. Two destroyers, the SDFS Yoko and Hama sailed closely behind in a loose formation. In the CIC of the Halsey, sailors were busily monitoring the area with sonar, keeping a close watch on the Adumaran and Syllvin fleets.

“Admiral, it seems as if the Syllvian fleet is making it’s move.”

Davis moved over to the binoculars and the petty officer moved for him to take a look, “So it seems…” He’d move away to allow the PO to continue his duties.

“How far away are we, Ensign?”

An ensign raised his binoculars and looked out at the Adumaran & Syllvian fleet for a while before answering, “About… 4 or 5 klicks away, Capt.”

“Alright, continue observing the Adumaran and Syllvian fleets. Report anything new to me.”

“Aye, sir!” The ensign saluted briefly and returned to what he was doing. The atmosphere on the bridge was a mixture of calm and tense. Captain Davis had ordered a fleet-wide Level 5 Alert Status only a mere 15 minutes earlier, which meant that FOG 571 was to be on alert. It was Davis’s personal goal to avoid raising it to Level 1, which he feared he would have to do if his ships came into contact with Chianski forces.

77

RP Sign Up (again)
Name Of Country: The Militarized Communist State of Stratarin
Armed Forces Planning To Use: Observation Battlegroup from the Strataric Second Fleet
Ally or Terrorist: Neither/Ally
Name Of Leader: General Secretary Viktor Drugov (leader of country), Captain Hedeon Emanuil (commander of battlegroup, captain of SBS Lisa)
Role Your Country will Play: SEPC Observation fleet

General Secretary Drugov, having donned his reading glasses, sat behind his desk and steepled his fingers. Facing him across the desk were Primary Minister of Defense and War Anatoly Baryshnikov and Primary Minister of Foreign Affairs Rurik Lukin. “Gentlemen,” Drugov addressed them, “I trust that you’ve heard the news regarding Adumara dragging us into another war.”

Rurik looked contemplative. “Perhaps it is not so foolish. After all, the Fire Pact’s combined military is no match for that of our Coalition.”

“I disagree,” Anatoly said, then rushed to amend his statement. “Not with the military might part, because that’s true, but that it isn’t foolish. Does Chancellor… what was it, Kane?.. Does Chancellor Kane want another Four Days War?”

"Perhaps he does, "Drugov offered. “Perhaps this is apart of an elaborate ploy to draw the FPA out and crush them completely.” He sighed wearily. “I wanted to inform you that I intend of sending an observation battlegroup, so as to have a presence in the area.”

“General Secretary,” Rurik commented slowly, “are you certain that this is a good idea? You don’t want Stratarin to be connected to the start of another world war, do you?”

Anatoly shook his head. “Rurik, we’re part of a military alliance. I’m not sure we have a choice.”

Seemingly reluctantly, Drugov nodded. “I don’t think we do. Anatoly, alert Admiral Gulin to send the battlegroup. His fleet is currently training alongside Setznan forces. Perhaps they would like to send ships as well.”

Anatoly nodded, turned on his heel, and quickly strode away.

“And what of me?” Rurik asked.

“I want you to stay to discuss Stratarin’s future. Please,” Drugov gestured to a vacant chair, “have a seat.” He produced a bottle and two glasses from a drawer in his desk. “Would you care for some Wodka?”

“Yes please,” Rurik smiled, and the two men toasted. After taking a sip, Rurik asked, “Now, what do you mean by Stratarin’s future?”

Drugov slowly took off his glasses and began to speak.

78

Queen Naomi II Steps onto Langley Joint AFB and Immediately Calls Royal President Rico To Discuss the current issue in Chianski.

Royal President Rico answers the phone with a mild tone as if he disappointed in something. My Majesty what can I help you with ?

She speaks in a firm tone,Mr.President Chianski is going to be taken down what are you plan on doing about this?

Well your majesty that is a issue that we can’t solve without invading Chianski I think it best we stay out of this we can support the operations and I can send the 7th Strike Fleet to patrol The International Waters around Chianski.Currently your majesty i have the RKPFs in Osnek taking care of the wounded and performing med-evacs I really don’t think we need involve ourselves Completely in another war.

Ok Mr.President thats all…

[hr]

Meanwhile Al-Jaheed Celebrates the attack on Celannica and the further plans to assist Chianski by flying soldiers thru south hill airspace and onto Chianski territory.

General Landed walks infront of his followers and inform them that a old ally was in need of our help.We will do whatever it takes to stop the push of this democracy weather it be Pirating,Suicide Bombings,or any other means we will win.“Malu Ashneck” He Shouts.

79

RP Sign Up
Name of Country: The Republic of Xagrurg
Armed Forces Planning To Use: 2nd Naval Group, 1st Xagrurgian Territorial Marines, and Xagrurgian Peacekeeping Force
Ally or Terrorist: Neither
Name of Leader: President Bob Jones (president obviously), Admiral Uro Pipua of the 2nd Carrier Task Force and General Erwin Gowuch of the 1st Xagrurgarian Territorial Marines Division
Role Your Country Will Play: (Orignally Xagrurgian Observation Fleet, now joining up with the Joint Kuthernburg-Furnifold Peacekeeping Fleet and using PKs to fight Al-Jeehad)

(Two weeks earlier) President Bob Jones to Admiral Uro Pipua: “I have heard of the terrorists called Al-Jeehad and their threat to democracy and the unofficial conflict between Adumara and Chianski. Deploy the 2nd Naval Task Force and take the 1st Xagrurgian Territorial Marines with you to defend the fleet as you approach the conflict zone. Maintain distance from the conflict zone. If you were to be fired upon, radio in this attack to Xagrurg Military Command and we will decide from there. Understood?”

Admiral Uro Pipua: “Yes sir.”

(Now in present day) (observation fleet arrives 5 klicks away from the conflict zone)

Admiral Uro Pipua: “Well, I guess we’ll observe from here.” (spots SEPC fleets and radios in to Xagrurg Military Command to report intelligence) “Xagrurg Military Command, this is the 2nd Naval Task Force and I spotted multiple SEPC fleets and this looks like this can go blow out of the water at any second.”

Xagrurg Military Command: “Copy that 2nd Naval Task Force, maintain current observation orders until further orders.”

80

Hedeon Emanuil, commander of the Strataric observation task force and captain of the SBS Lisa, drummed his fingers on the arm of his chair. He was in his quarters, whiling away the hours until the Stratarian force was needed by reading several tactical manuals for the umpteenth time. Sighing, he stood and ran his hand through his white vulpine fur. Just as he began to pace, a knock from the door snapped him out of his boredom. He opened it quickly, greeted by a fresh-faced vulpine lieutenant.

“Yes?” the captain asked impatiently. His voice, as always, had a slight growl to it.

“There’s a new fleet that’s entered the area, sir. From Zagrug… no… Xargug…”

“Xagrurg,” Hedeon corrected. “They’re some newer political power, apart of the ACA or something.” He straightened his uniform. “Hail their lead vessel and figure out what they want. I’ll be on the bridge.” His tail swished slightly as he exited his quarters.

“Aye, sir.” the lieutenant saluted after him, and strode away quickly.

[spoiler]Please state your purpose for being in this area.[/spoiler]