At the point when the Empress completed her discourse, Liang was served a cup of bloomed wine freshly opened. While he was taking constant tastes from his glass, his heart was definitely feeling home at last. Huazheng was nothing similar to Feng, it was undoubtedly worse than it. He was energised from the start, glancing around and watching the groups commending the day. After a long time, he was unquestionably exhausted. He sighed, shut his eyes so he could lose all sense of direction in his creative mind. It was a universe of white, fleecy mists he longed for, which abruptly evaporated as he saw that the festivals were getting more extreme. He glanced around, and hung tight for something momentous to occur to engage him. It was without a doubt an extensive stretch of time he paused.
(OOC: This is the among the shortest RP posts i've ever wrote but i had no idea what to write so here i suppose)
Joseph is still in his hotel room. The poisonous gas has almost been cleared up but barely. He walks toward the microphone and radio set. He prepares his speech and puts on the headphone.
"For Equality and Progress, Long live Astana-Anders! My fellow countrymen, it seems as if the leader of North Electrica didn't get the message that I have sent and look at New Electri now! It is burning with the stench of napalm and toxic gas! I request once again that the leaders of foreign governments answer my calls for help! It is my nation too. I will be broadcasting this same message over and over again until the leaders accept my demands! That is all! That is all! Do not give up hope fellow citizens, I will help in anyway I can! For Equality and Progress, Long live Astana-Anders
When he finished. His chief diplomat Prussia Werdin bursted into the room. He is sweating. "What the bleeding devil's anus is going on Prussia?!" Yells Joseph. "Sir, we got reports that a group of men are coming to assistante you! Harper issued a telegram to North Electrica that any person(s) who kills the cabinet of Joseph Vargas along with Joseph himself shall receive their own crown!"
Then a white van pulls up to the entrance of the hotel. In 5 minutes they will enter the hotel.
Joseph quickly writes toward the king of United brennia. He hopes things have calmed down enough between the two.
"This is Joseph Vargas. I request that his majesty's government allow the cabinet and the Lord President of Astana-Anders to seek asylum in your nation. We believe that a group of armed men will try to assassinate us. We request you send a plane to take us refugee in your country. Respond as fast as possible."
When he is done writing, 10 men with concealed guns check into the lobby, they have been granted access to the room and floor Joseph and his cabinet are in.
As Sjazkera Bjuzka was walking back to his luxury apartment on a completely black hallway with yellow pillars holding the roof. Everywhere was so quiet. Sjazkera already knew what was about to happen. He stopped right in front of the door and swept his keycard on a lock. The door opened automatically, and Sjazkera went to the locker room. He took the military-grade gas mask and his personal submachine gun. He walked back to the main hall and saw his own secretary, Ieqa Isqnyre sprinting to him. He seemed very worried about what was going to happen. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sjazkera: Ieqa, what now?
Ieqa: Mr. Bjuzka, the Astana-Anders is making their move. We found hundreds of planes coming towards the capital city from the direction of Astana-Anders. What do we do?
Sjazkera: ... Follow me. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sjazkera led the way for Ieqa to his living room, where a completely black suitcase was open. The suitcase had a Kuzikstanian Eye insignia. There was a red button with a small screen in the suitcase. Sjazkera told Ieqa to sit down, and without saying anything, Sjazkera pressed the button. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sjazkera: The code red is on. Understood?
Ieqa: Y-yes, Mr. Bjuzka. Will I go turn on the alarm system?
Sjazkera: Of course. And do it now or millions of people die. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ieqa stood up from the chair and rushed out of Sjazkera's apartment. A minute later, a siren could be heard all over the Kuzikstan. Sjazkera wears his gas mask and steps in a small elevator next to the locker room. He presses a button which leads him to underground levels of the building. The elevator opened, and a giant concrete hallway was in front of him. A large blast door opened in the end of the hallway. Sjazkera jogged towards the people that waited for him on the other side of the hallway. They were his butlers. They led Sjazkera to a small, armored Maglev train, which destination was towards the Kuzikstanian Eye. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Butler: Mr. Bjuzka, the enemy has poisoned the main water system. Do we have the reserve system on?
Sjazkera: Of course. We're not that stupid as we were before. This enemy seems to be an even easier target than I thought, using so old strategies that even the normal civilian can expect.
Butler: What is your next move, Mr. Bjuzka?
Sjazkera: Well. I'm not going to stay hidden forever. That clown on the other side of the world thinks he won this round. However, he doesn't know that this round has just started.
Butler: Will I call the NEMESIS, Mr. Bjuzka? They for sure know what to do.
Sjazkera: The NEMESIS is already on its way. If they somehow fail, it's up to A.I.A.P.
Butler: Alright then, Mr. Bjuzka. We're soon arriving at the Kuzikstanian Eye. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Meanwhile, on the ground level, the streets were already almost empty. People rushed to their homes or shops or any other commercial places to get a gas mask and get to underground levels. The Kuzikstanian Eye was crowding of the people going to the bunker levels. In the next minutes, the Kuzikstanian Eye turned from the biggest football stadium in the world into a massive bunker and military base. Exactly about 5 minutes later, a large group of heavily equipped soldiers with gas masks came to the ground with dozens of Anti-air guns. and armored vehicles. In the middle of the intersection next to the Kuzikstanian Eye, a group of soldiers starts talking about the situation. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Soldier1: Alright, so we're getting attacked? By what force?
Soldier2: Astana-Anders. Their new government thinks they are better than us by trying to gas our people.
Soldier1: How would they even do that?
Soldier3: Planes. They sent hundreds of planes here. Those are not any typical planes, they are meant for gassing people alive. That's... pretty weird.
Soldier1: What's weird in it?
Soldier3: They really think that they can destroy us by using some gas to kill our people. It's a very old strategy, which everyone knows, will fail.
Soldier2: Yep. If they somehow survive the Coast Guard and Patriotic guard and their AA guns, they will just get absolutely destroyed when they arrive here. We can even see those planes in our radars.
Soldier1: ... Why they even try to attack us?
Soldier2: I guess that they didn't like our opinion on them. Now they want to kill us, which will definitely not happen. Just chill. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- After a massive crossfire between the planes of Astana-Anders and Kuzikstani coastal guard, only a few of those planes managed to get past, and are now getting radio messages from the army:
This is the Kuzikstani Air Force. We are commanding you to turn around RIGHT NOW. If you will not, more of you will be blown out. Bombing us will do absolutely nothing. Our civilians are safe. There is no point in even trying. You have exactly 10 seconds to turn around, or else we bring our fighters. We know the exact location of you. Just please turn the remaining planes around, and we promise that your asses are safe. This is our first, and absolute final call. Turn the f*ck around.
That may have worked, if they hadn't been blown straight out of the sky as soon as they crossed the borders. Unfortunately he didn't think that a nation that is always at a constant state of readiness and also preparing for War wouldn't have had Anti Air defenses ready to go and jets patrolling the airspace.
As for the chemicals, North Electrica does not have lots of rivers, so it would do nothing but kill off flora and fauna. As for sanitation plants, warnings are issued throughout the nation to not drink from the water, many will die or be hospitalized due to the warning not coming soon enough. Immediately protective gear is distributed to human civilians while Synthetic workers work to remove the toxic waste, the spies that did so are traced and killed without hesitation.
What Harper doesn't realize is that these attacks and deaths of citizens wouldn't deter the Electran's, but only fuel them with more fury for war. The Sentinel Legions would begin to attack mobilizing Astana-Anders forces, these 12ft tall machines fire their heavy machine guns, mini guns, and shoulder mounted missile launchers. Air forces would continue to engage energy aircraft and also begin air raids on military installations. Meanwhile NEAF continues to mobilize their forces and prepare for their second attack.
Maybe Harper should have prepared before hand instead of barging straight into war, especially when his nation was going through a transition of governmental power.
Blue Harper overrides the call to broadcast this message towards everyone in United Kuzikstan, especially the government and military.
"Very amusing indeed, however I must ask this silly question. Do you have a back-up plan in case your nations suffers a electromagnetic pulse blast?"
The broadcast ends.
United brennia
Somewhere Over South Central Brennia...
BP: "My lord. We just received word from the President of Astana-Anders that he may be assassinated unless we let them come into our borders for asylum."
King: "Well alright, let them in."
BP: "Sir, if only it was that simple. They request a transport out of their nation due to the assassins extremely close to them."
King: "So he wants us to send a transport so he doesn't get killed?"
BP: "That is correct sir. There is no rush, but I believe they require a prompt response..."
King: "How long would it take for a helicopter to arrive to their nation?"
BP: "Well we need to account for all member of Cabinet and the president, plu-"
The King's eyebrows narrow.
King: "The Cabinet? Are you crazy? I'm not housing 50 plus people because this man couldn't keep his own nation under control."
Brandon Porter cowardly sits into a chair on the plane.
BP: "So what are you saying sir?"
King: "What I'm saying Mr. Porter is to send in 2 helicopters. One is strictly for the President, Vice President, and their families."
BP: "And the other sir?"
The King smiles.
King: "Let their cabinet fight for the 10 seats on it..."
Joseph got the response. Though he is confused. His family is in Greater autenheim and there is no such thing as a vice Lord President. Also his cabinet is only 12 people. Still though with this he waits for the copter to arrive. The men are searching each room on every floor just to make sure he doesn't escape.
--- Amusing indeed, Sjazkera --- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- While on his way to his own private bunker area very deep underground, Sjazkera receives a message from Blue Harper. He takes a second to read it and then burst into laughter. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sjazkera: Guys, you gotta see this! Sjazkera shouts to butlers and shows his phone. The butlers read carefully the letter. In the end, one of them burst into laughter, followed by one after another.
Sjazkera: What are they even thinking? They literally ask this kind of question from the only nation ever to fully survive and recover from Jezabelstien's attack!
Butler: By the way, do we have the EMP shieldings on, Mr. Bjuzka? One of the butlers asks from Sjazkera
Sjazkera: Yes, of course we have. Those have been around since the last war when we really learned our mistakes. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sjazkera says and walks to his private room in a bunker. He opens his laptop and starts writing a letter for Blue Harper. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mr. Blue Harper, or whatever you are. This is the message from the Prime minister of Kuzikstan. We saw your question, which gave us even a better question to you. So here it is:
Do YOU have a back-up plan for our boys arriving soon to the room you currently are? Our boys are coming, so you better say Hi to them. We are always one step ahead of you...
Sjazkera smiled when he finished his short letter and sent it out. He told the butlers to come in and show their necks. Sjazkera calmly touched every parts of the neck. Almost all of them had a small, plate-like thing under their skin. However, one of them didn't have one, as Sjazkera was searching for him. He told this butler to turn around and face him.
Sjazkera: You're a fake butler, aren't you?
Before the "butler" had any time to react, Sjazkera filled him with holes with his submachine gun. At the same time, he took out his gas mask for a little while.
Sjazkera: You others are the real ones. Take this assassin out of my room now.
The butlers began dragging the dead person from legs to the next room. Sjazkera opened a vodka bottle and took a sip of it before he put his gas mask back on.
Mirabelle stirred at the sound of something falling onto the floor one room over, her anxiety spiked at the revelation that it was only half past two in the morning, scattered lighting filled in through her shuttered window and onto her simple single bed. She tugged the quilt from her form, dumping the lime green sheet upon the floor as she stepped over to stare out unto the cityscape, the distant cannon sat at its prepared angle, jutted upwards at the night's sky. With a deep yawn she drew the blinds shut and trudged to the simple brown-carpeted hall, "Is someone here?" she called out wearily, "Not the best time for me." She shortly blundered into the kitchen, hand held over her face as the other fumbled to find the light switch, palming across the plastic surface with a distinctive click and building hum as the fluorescent tube warmed up and flickered to life. A small small container of spice had been knocked onto the floor, its powdered contents scattered across the linoleum, her few wooden cuboards were still closed, her bread-tin sat ajar with tatters of paper bag scattered about it. Mirabelle blinked and yawned again, "Oh for the sake of..." she muttered as she stalked over to the lopsided bread container, where the distinctive floppy end of a mottled-grey catfish sat still. One hand lifted up the top of the metal tin and revealed the intruder red finned, its wide mouth half-wrapped about a slice of multigrain bread as it sat still as it pretended to be dead. Some moments passed before the sight fully registered in Mirabelle's mind, with a frustrated shout she clamped her hands about the rugged head of the wandering catfish and held it right to her face, "What the hell are you doing in my house?" Unblinking black eyes stared back, before the piscine invader dragged the slice of bread further into its mouth. "And I'm talking to a fish." Mirabelle muttered to herself as she watched the creature slowly swallow its ill-gotten meal, the rest of the loaf in tatters and slightly soggy. Her grip loosened and the catfish flopped to the floor, landing with a wet splat as it rolled over to right itself, taking a sidewinding stance as it pulled itself towards the open kitchen door. She stepped ahead and slammed the door before the fish could enter the dark hall, a frustrated sigh as she trailed her hand down the wall to the dark cream phone and slid the receiver into her hand. A short tone was followed by a chipper voice, "Hello there!... how may I direct your call?" "I have... a fish in my kitchen." Mirabelle replied, "Can we... is there... who do I talk to about this?" she continued with an increasing desperation. "Oh I can put a word through to the local site management if that would be alright, miss?" the voice replied without missing a beat, "That would... fine." Mirabelle stated with a hint of confusion. "Oh and do be careful miss, the barbs on its side are toxic!... take care!" before the line went quiet, Mirabelle set the reciever back as she stared at the light from under the kitchen door. With a strained, tired moan, she walked up and opened the door again, the fish had taken to rolling in the spilled spice. Mirabelle knelt down and wrapped her hand firmly about the fish's head, it didn't seem to take much notice as it was lifted up and dumped into the sink where it landed upon its side, the creature seemed almost pitiable before it flopped back over and started trying to clamber out of the metal tub. It seemed to be unable to reach over the slippery sides of the sink, providing Mirabelle with enough relief to go and prepare a very strong coffee, pulling the solid metal percolator from the topmost cabinet and cutting open a cotton satchel of beans, feeding a few into the small grinder that sat besides the sink. As the beverage brewed she stared at the intruder, "You know I'm fairly sure fish were supposed to live in water." she thought aloud, the fish didn't reply. She poured out the hot beverage and took a long sip, her idle thoughts cut short as a knock sounded down the corridor, "Catfish problem?" a muffled masculine voice called through the door. With a sigh of relief she took her red mug in hand and wandered down the dark hall once more, the door swung open to a middle-aged woman in pale blue overalls and a rugged jumpsuit cradling a large wooden tub. "Yeah it's... in the sink." Mirabelle stated as she masked a yawn, "Does this happen often?" "Third one this week miss." the woman replied.
Blue Harper had already received word of the armed men coming toward him. His guards had filled them with hundreds of bullets and threw them in a toxic river. In exchange for that he had kidnapped 100 United Kuzikstan tourists and has them in a secret room. In case they try something like that again, his soldiers have the authority to open fire on them.
Quziq
The Socialist Confederacy of Quziq heavily condemns the actions of the rogue Astana-Anders government. Head of State Salazar Borotigo has ordered that the nation of Quziq will immediately move to the level of elevated risk in the national security system. This heavily regulates the life of civilians especially in the outside in case of retaliation from Astana-Anders for the condemnation of their barbaric actions. People are being advised in many possible emergency situations like gas attacks, bombings and possible follow up effects like damage to water supplies or basic infrastructure. The level considering the threat of hostile military action has also been raised to the substantial level. The active military as well as tens of thousands of reservist's are currently in normal- and refreshing training. Almost all ground based anti aircraft systems are on full standby and fighter wings have been dispersed to their operating bases. The navy and especially its aircraft carrier battle groups are closely monitoring the situation.
The people of Quziq sent their deepest condolences to the nations and their populations affected by these horrible attacks.
Joseph receives word that the helicopter has arrived. When he is about to exit via roof, the armed men break down the door which in response, gets the Chief General and Diplomat to fire their guns in response killing one of the 10 men. All of them escape to the rooftop, their a helicopter is waiting for them but just as Joseph boards the plane, one of the men fires his pistol, shooting Joseph in shoulder causing him to scream. Chief General Nicholas Vladimir fires his pistol at the men in the head, killing him instantly.
Just as the rest of the men get on the roof, the helicopter is in flight and a squad North Electrica police used their weapons to injured the men and take them into custody. "Will he be alright Nicholas?" Asks Prussia Werdin. "He will survive, but he will need medical attention when we get to the country." Says Nicholas Vladimir. The pilot contacts the government informing them that Joseph is injured. It will take them 3 hours to get to United brennia.
Greater autenheim
The rebel soldiers as well as the North Electrica Rangers have been fitted with NBC suits and were preforming raids on the Astana-Anders forces on the front. Two soldiers, a North Electrican Ranger and Aatton Pyykkönen of the Green Battalion fitted with NBC ghillie suits, a single Integration A14 .50-caliber anti-personnel rifle, both armed with the A17 5.56-caliber Standard Issue Rifles with a suppressor, a 9mm Keline PPS Handgun, and the NE Ranger armed with a Schütze 5.56-caliber SPR (S45 Overwatch Rifle). The only people who were aware of the mission were Hans, Aatton, and the Ranger. Both men were air lifted at low profile altitude and dropped 1 klick outside the capital at the dark of night.
The men had infiltrated deep into their territory in the complete of the witching hour. After traveling for a time, Aatton and the Ranger split, the Ranger taking a vantage point position to provide overwatch for Aatton against any enemy patrols while Aatton headed to his position to set up the Integration .50-Caliber. For many hours until dawn broke, they both sat in their positions waiting for dawn. As dawn reached, Aatton put his eye to the scope, taking an aim at the President's Tower. As Blue Harper came into view, Aatton looked in the general direction of the Ranger, signaling with his hands 'eye on target, ready to fire'.
Aatton looked back into his scope and adjusted for wind and other variables. His country's existence depended on this shot.
--- Never mess up with NEMESIS --- ------------------------------------------------------------------- A completely black helicopter slowly landed on a near forest behind the building the target is located in. A soldier after a soldier steps out of the helicopter. Another helicopter soon lands on the same ground as the first helicopter. In total, 10 squads of 5 have entered to the Astana-Anders grounds. After a few seconds, the helicopters slowly fly away, showing no signs of coming back.
The leader of the operation, Captain Ien Iqluser calls everyone to him. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Ien: Alright, we're here. Weirdly enough, they didn't seem to even notice our helicopters, or then they are just waiting for us. Anyway, the operation Never Mess Up With Nemesis will begin. Everyone's knowing what to do? Even if you know, I will make it sure. Okay so, we have 10 groups of 10 personnel here. Group A will go and silently eliminate any guards outside the room. If needed, use your heat cameras to find them. ------------------------------------------------------------------- The group A personnel nodded for Ien. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Ien: Group B, you're coming with me. After the Group A has successfully cleared the outside, we will proceed and climb to the roof. Everyone in Group B must have these. Ien says and shows his grappling hooks. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Ien: If you somehow fall, don't worry. You have the exoskeleton protecting you, so you won't die of falling. But DO NOT MAKE NOISE! If there is any company with us, we will eliminate them. After we're safely in roof, we will wait for Groups C and D to do their jobs. When the coast is clear and we get the sign, we'll break the roof and go down very loudly. The next step is to either clear the rooms, or go to Blue's room. We all know he is there, as Group G has hacked in their security cameras. Those are completely raw footage from every single room there is in there, and they're now focusing on Blue's room. You guys got it? ------------------------------------------------------------------- Group B says nothing but nods, which is a sign of understanding. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Ien: Group C and D will proceed at the same time as Group B, but they go straight inside the building, eliminating anyone who sees them. After clearing the first and possibly second floor, we're coming in with you. The groups E, F, H, I, and J are the backup. Group H will eliminate any suspicious person within a 2-meter radius of the building area. E, F, I and J are for the backup plan, and will shoot any kind of helicopter that will come near the house. Any questions? ------------------------------------------------------------------- No one from the groups said a word. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Ien: That's good, then. Turn the Anti-thermal mode on from your exoskeletons. Therefore, they can't see us with any kind of thermal cameras. Remember, don't be scared of gas. We're all fully safe from any kind of gas if we just wear the gas masks. If you see ANY kind of vehicle coming near the building, destroy them. The helicopters will ONLY come to get us from here after we finish the operation. ------------------------------------------------------------------- At the same time, Ien went completely quiet, as he saw some movement near a river. They seemed to be some guards, throwing something on the river. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Ien: Mr. Ajiqne from F, check out who are those guys. If they are hostile, shoot them. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Ajiqne took his binoculars and saw the guards are actually dumping some bodies on water. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Ajiqne: They are dumping dead people on water. Not sure why. I guess those were some suspicious people...?
Ajiqne said before he took aim and shot both soldiers with his suppressed pistol. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Ien: Alright, let's go. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Group A silently crawled across the backyard. Some occasional silenced shots could be heard across the backyard. A few minutes later, the soldiers checked the whole backyard and front before gave a sign for the B. Groups B, C and D went quietly to the yard. As soon as the C and D went inside, several shots were constantly heard. The group B quickly prepared their grappling hooks and climb across the wall, getting on top in a few seconds. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Ien: Detonate the explosive. Ien said for the group members, who put a sticky bomb on the ground and then jumped near the edge of the building. The sticky bomb exploded, making a giant hole on the roof. They all then jumped down inside the building. About half a minute later, there was silent again. Group B met with C and D on the top floor, pointing their guns on one single door. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Ien: C and D, casualties?
Soldier1: No casualties in C, sir.
Soldier2: 1 down from D, sir.
Ien: Damn. They really are tough guys then. Mr. Blue is told to be in this room. We're probably going to meet something else there, maybe a bomb trap or something.
Soldier3: According to Group G, there is not a single sign of any bombs there. Mr. Blue is still in there, according to the cameras. The cameras, of course, could be fake.
Ien: Well, even if it is just a trap and we all die there, I call it a successful mission. You know, If he would have balls, we would have captured him right in the spot. Maybe he has enough balls, I don't know. We will soon find out. At least we found out that his guards are tough... compared to a normal civilian.
Soldier2: What about the 100 civilians that are captured, by the way?
That's a sad thing. But you know, 100 civilians is nothing compared to millions. We have to accept that fact and not be any kind of sissy. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Ien counted on 3, and kicked the door open, followed by his group.
As soon as they kicked the door open, a small pressure plate activated denoting 5 tons of dynamite under them. Those who weren't killed had their exosuit were broken and there bodies were mangled. Soldiers came in their and shot them in the head. They took their body and dump them in their bodies in a toxic river. The man in room was a United Kuzikstan civilian. Blue Harper was in a secret bunker reading his favorite book about conservatism.
As soon as the dynamite was detonated and the enemy soldiers came in, the Backup group hid to the forests.
Ajiqne: Phase Black. Ajiqne said semi-calmly as he saw the enemy soldiers dumping the dead NEMESIS soldiers on the river.
Soldier1: Shall we go on hard mode?
Ajiqne: It's up to you. We're going dark.
Group F sneaks closer to the soldiers, and cuts their necks with knives, giving them quick and quiet death. Ajiqne looks at the dead comrades slowly vanishing on water.
Ajiqne: I knew this would happen... Ajiqne said to himself and continued with the rest of the team.
Soldier1: Captain Ajiqne, the A.I.A.P is arriving! They found out the location of Blue Harper's family and relatives.
Ajiqne: A.I.A.P? why are they taking part in this? They know we can do this alone too.
Soldier1: Seems like they want to make sure that we will end up with a success.
Ajiqne: I thought that they were busy with the pillar men and the serum thing...
Soldier1: ... How did you know about it?
Ajiqne: My friend is with them. Compared to us, he is a tough guy: fought with only 100 soldiers against an army of thousands of enemies, and succeeded to escape with his men. Wildest stories are telling that he is trying to look for his 1,000th kill. He might actually be with the brigade right now. Anyway, we have a long journey now.
Soldier1: To where?
Ajiqne: A.I.A.P has captured a good friend of Mr. Blue. We're going to dump him in the white room for so long until he tells us that where is Mr. Blue located. A.I.A.P also knows the exact location of his family members, but they gave the friend of his for our hands.
Soldier2: So where exactly we're going?
Ajiqne: Back to our homeland, of course. We made it already clear that we are not joking here. Mr. Blue also knows that we are harassing him a lot. If Mr. Blue won't react at all to our torturing missions, or his relatives won't tell us sh*t, the marines are coming with a couple of boats with them, and maybe with ships. Air force is also with marines.
The groups soon vanished out of sight, leaving no tracks, so no one can track and follow them.
Blue Harper asks for his Vice Director Nicholas Allen. Unlike everyone else, he was not a fascist just a intelligent liberal-conservative who was the only politician who stayed. "Yes your excellency?" Says Mr. Allen. "What is the best way to use both chemical weapons, secrecy, and civilian casualties?" Said Harper. "I do not know my excellency, I have never been on board with using chemical weapons or civilian deaths. I find it barabic and immoral." Said Mr. Allen sheepishly. "Oh no never mind that idotia, I will tell you." Harper tells him in his ear just in case spies are watching. "SIR! That has to be the most barbaric thing! I must stand against this!" Said Allen. "You will stand against nothing! The only reason why I didn't kill you is because you are too smart for me to lose! Do not make me change that opinion on that!"
Mr. Allen covers his face, just in case he gets slapped in the face, then Harper slaps him in the face. "It doesn't matter what you think, the plan will continue." Hundreds of trucks arrive in North Electrica, Greater autenheim, The socialist confederacy of quziq. They are giving them food and clothing in a mass campaign to help people affected by poverty and the war. What they don't know is that when a person inside the truck presses a button, the explode destroying the house and unleashing a wave of napalm, mustard gas, and other various chemicals. It is sickening, the police don't have time to respond as some police and fire departments received the same packages and suffered also.
In his bunker, Harper hears about how it was all a success. Everybody who were in the trucks shot themselves, making sure that if they were caught information would never spill. Harper just laughs. "Oh dear I might get executed if I ever lose the war, but I would rather die swiping my hands in the blood of millions than die "peaceful" like a coward." And goes into his private study.
Okay, let me make these things clear if you didn't notice:
1) United Kuzikstan is an Island nation on the other side of the Northern Utopia. 2) Even if your trucks came by boat or plane, you have to remember that we closed our airports and docks, and promised to blow up every single ship that comes near our waters. 3) Our people aren't suffering from poverty or the war that much (except that they have been evacuated now). This means, that no one really even needs that mass campaign. 4) Our people were evacuated to underground bunkers, which would make it impossible for the trucks to get down there.
Basically, what you said happened, is basically impossible. It would also be pretty suspicious in any other nation that hundreds of trucks suddenly appear out of nowhere, so people probably would know that something is going on, at least the border patrol units. The other nations included in this probably would be way more careful with this kind of convoys, especially if they come from the direction of Astana-Anders.
Blue Harper asks for his Vice Director Nicholas Allen. Unlike everyone else, he was not a fascist just a intelligent liberal-conservative who was the only politician who stayed. "Yes your excellency?" Says Mr. Allen. "What is the best way to use both chemical weapons, secrecy, and civilian casualties?" Said Harper. "I do not know my excellency, I have never been on board with using chemical weapons or civilian deaths. I find it barabic and immoral." Said Mr. Allen sheepishly. "Oh no never mind that idotia, I will tell you." Harper tells him in his ear just in case spies are watching. "SIR! That has to be the most barbaric thing! I must stand against this!" Said Allen. "You will stand against nothing! The only reason why I didn't kill you is because you are too smart for me to lose! Do not make me change that opinion on that!"
Mr. Allen covers his face, just in case he gets slapped in the face, then Harper slaps him in the face. "It doesn't matter what you think, the plan will continue." Hundreds of trucks arrive in North Electrica, Greater Autenheim, The socialist confederacy of quziq. They are giving them food and clothing in a mass campaign to help people affected by poverty and the war. What they don't know is that when a person inside the truck presses a button, the explode destroying the house and unleashing a wave of napalm, mustard gas, and other various chemicals. It is sickening, the police don't have time to respond as some police and fire departments received the same packages and suffered also.
In his bunker, Harper hears about how it was all a success. Everybody who were in the trucks shot themselves, making sure that if they were caught information would never spill. Harper just laughs. "Oh dear I might get executed if I ever lose the war, but I would rather die swiping my hands in the blood of millions than die "peaceful" like a coward." And goes into his private study.
United brennia
Joseph Vargas and Company have Arrived in Segusio, at Segusio International Heliport.
The choppers slowly begin to decline in elevation, and finally, they arrive at Pad #3 and #4 at the central building of the SIH. President Vargas did not yet know, but there was somebody standing just inside the building waiting for him... the King of United Brennia, Benjamin Wilson the I.
Joseph wakes up in a hospital bed, one his side his Prussia Werdin. "Were am I friend?" Asks Joseph. "You are in the hospital sir. You were shot in the shoulder blade, the doctors were able to take the bullet out of you and stitch you back up." Joseph looks around, he realizes he is in United brennia. "Any news?" Says Joseph. Prussia looks away and tells him. "Harper has deployed more gas attacks on other nations." Joseph sighs, is this what his nation has become. "Fricking fascists." Joseph says angrily. "Also, there is someone here to see." Says Joseph as the room's door opens. It is King Benjamin Wilson the I.
United brennia
The King walks in slowly, wearing a navy polo and khaki pants. He wore dress shoes and a large gold ring with a red gemstone in the middle surrounded by smaller blue ones. He shuts the door quietly and walks to the foot of the bed. He grabs hold of it and lets out a little laugh.
"Never thought I'd meet you over the circumstances of you getting shot... quite a surprise to say the least." He walks over, and pulls a chair close to the bed, before taking a seat.
"Welcome to Segusio, United Brennia. You, sir, are the first-ever international leader we've let into our borders. That's a privilege, but in the way of doing so, it is a defeat for you. You let your own nation fall out of your control. Your military, your people, all turning against you. Frankly, in this situation, I don't really consider you president of Astana-Anders, you are a former leader."
Joseph is angry but understands himself. "The people never turned against me, Blue Harper did and the military has a strict tradition of obeying the Lord President regardless of whether or not they like him and his policies. We just need to get the people to rise up as they are too scared and break the miltariticistic tradition. I need to get back on the radio and make a final broadcast and get the nations to listen to this last request I will make on radio. The people never turned against me. Only that fascist did. The people still love me, Harper just separated me from them. Also, I am honor to be the first international leader in these borders and I am deeply in debt for you to take me in."
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