Dead, Dying, and The Soon to Be...

[Comrade]

"Molakian Armed Forces, Garrus V., Sgt. 0031087"

Edited March 3, 2009 by Comrade

[DeSchaine]

"Molakia... interesting. The other three with you, who are they? A man with a blown out knee, a woman with a broken arm and a young lady?"

[Comrade]

"Garrus V., Sgt. 0031087" Garrus replies. He is getting tired of this code crud already. But his training tells him never to give out information.

(OOC: These dudes are military to the core. Id move on.)

[Comrade]

Molakian Occupied Town

Molakian Royal Guard

Nikolai Romanov is in one of the first APCs to roll out of the town. 1000 Men press onto the airport to take back their people at all cost.

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Vantaa Airport

Anna Ivanova is being masked when she tackles the small nurse near her. She makes an escape attempt from the room. Shes hoping that the other troops are too busy to go after a small women. Sgt Roe is extremely silent, being sedated to all heck, while Williams hums to herself a

that Anna herself sung once.

[DeSchaine]

Col. Larkin grunts. "Well, I can see we're not going to get anywhere here. Very well." He steps out of the cell in time to see the two MP's stationed outside Anna's cell bulldog her and take her back to be strapped down to her cot. The senior of the two looks down and sighs.

"Now, see here miss, thats not a very nice thing to do to the people that are trying to help you and your fellows. You might think about behaving."

Larkin pokes his head in the door. "Trouble here, Sargent?"

"No sir. This one is just a bit of a firecracker is all."

"Very well. Carry on." His radio crackled and spoke.

"Col. Larkin, this is UAV control. We show movement of the Molakian forces from the town, presumably headed here. Looks to be barely a battalions worth. Orders sir?"

"Harrass them with the air power as much as possible. Concentrate on mechanized and armor assets. I'll be there in just a second to ge tthe full picture." With that, he jumped into his Cougar UV and sped off.

**Over the Molakian troops**

The UAV had a laser designator mounted and this was used to pinpoint targets for the circling Jagatai's. A total of 16 guided bombs were dropped on the advancing troops before the fighters took off to rearm. Another flight would replace them in just a few minutes.

[Comrade]

"INCOMING!" Yells the AA Truck as bombs fall around and onto several vehicles. Romanovs truck swerves just to avoid the bomb and turns over in a ditch. The AA truck opens up, smacking one fighter in the wing. The rest of the column spreads out and opens fire. Several troops pour out of the APCs with AA Missles and start aiming, hoping the missles locks will drive off the fighters.

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Vantaa Airport

Anna Ivanova struggles in her restraints and the rest of the military people start doing the Name Rank and serial number deal. Williams continues to hum, then breaks into the song. Roe and Garrus laugh, seeing a small girl break free of their captors.

Edited March 3, 2009 by Comrade

[Sarah Tintagyl]

**Vantaa**

With the retreating rebel army in disarray and with the absence of their leaders much hope seemed loss. They already saw their land stolen from the from the various corporations rising in the region along with the rising Molakian and Taeunasian influence rising. Though their cause was lost, the men that had survived the first attack refused to lay down and die and they refused to join the Hanseatic traitors that had fled to Australia. Shouldering their rifles back up they formed onto the field to attack the defenses around Vantaa again, this time they would not take prisoners, everyone would die and behind the storm clouds forming behind them they attacked.

Hundreds of men ran as fast as they could towards the trenches and with luck they would breach them, but they would no doubt die for what they believed in. A Hansa that would exist in Europe, not across the sea.

[DeSchaine]

Things were becoming minorly complicated with the Molakian forces on the move and being harrased by Taeunas aircraft, guards posted on the pisoners, and a new offensive being waged by the rebels. To make matters worse, Larkin had just recieved word that President DeSchaine was going to arrive to personally see to the Molakian situation. He had less than three hours to get the rebels delt with.

"Get the choppers up! I want them waiting to punch holes in those crazy rebel yahoos. They can go in after the first mortar barrage." He studied the maps of the defensive placements sent up by his company commanders. This wasnt going to be a fight, it was going to be a masacre.

**Over the Molakian forces**

The Jagatais, seeing one of their own trailing smoke, pulled up. Here they were above the SAM envelope and would have to rely on laser targeting only. The second flight, no in position, armed their weapons and as the laser painted targets, the bombs were released.

[Comrade]

The AA truck explodes with the force of many suns as the ammo stored inside explodes, taking its crew and some troops with it. The remaining forces press on, bobbing and weaving as best as possible.

"Petrov! Don't lasers bounce?" one commander said to his gunner.

"Yes Sir!"

"Order all units to deploy smoke! Once the fighters drop all bombs, Full speed! Theres a forest near the Airport we can use to dismount!"

Romanov hears this over the radio and relays the order. 200 men have already dismounted and are moving on the airport. Romanov checks his totals and sees that of the 1000 Man force, 900 are remaining. He gets on the radio again.

"Artillery! IF you have shells left, attack the runways. I dont want any jets landing close enough to rearm and get back into the fight this close. Once the runway is cratered, aim for the Hangars: they probably have bombs stored inside we can cook off!"

[Subtleknifewielder]

OOC: Oh, this is getting GOOD...

[DeSchaine]

"Sir! UAV shows artillery being set up by the Molakians!"

Larkin chuckled at that. "It may be antiquated, what they have, but it can still do damage. Ok, break off two thirds of the choppers and have them make a run on the big bore guns." He looked over the map. His battalion and company commanders had done well in prepareing the defenses. When the pressure became too much at one point, the unit there would fade back and to the side, letting the enemy run right into the teeth of a fresh unit. Four full companies of infantry that were not involved in fighting the rebels and five companies of armor. A sixth armor company was sweeping around the Molakian flank, guided by the UAV controlers. This kep them out of sight, and with all the noise from the bombs and their own engines, very difficult for the Molakians to hear. Things were looking up.

"Call the Molakians and tell them to cease their futile assault. If they keep it up, they're going to get squashed before they can get their people back. Also, get Dublin to release the Morrigan to us. She should be somewhere over by that tiny island where that madman tried to commit genocide. She was picking up our peacekeepers there." He looked up as a flight of Jagatai's lifted off. "Did the president changes his plans I hope?"

"No sir. He's still on course, about two hours out."

**Overhead**

It was actually the first flight of the squadron, and Goblin lead was back in the air. A change in weapons at the last minute had delayed them some, but now each aircraft was loaded with six 1000lbs. cluster bombs. Climbing up above SAM range, they waited for the helicoptors to clear the area.

Pegasus was the squadron up, and Pegasus lead had tasked flights two and three to deal with the big guns. They hovered out of range and studied the pictures sent by the UAV. AA items were marked first, followed by the guns themselves. With each chopper assigned a task, they powered up and swooped in, chin turrets and rocket pods blazing. Everything was going by the rules, only the rule was: When you see the enemy coming, dont let them get set up.

[Comrade]

"Sir! Artillery Reports Helos in the area. Crews have treated into the woods! They didnt get off any shells at the airfield, runways clear!" yelled one of Romanov's Lts.

"VOX! We are running out of Smoke too....Only way to get to the airport now is to hoof into the forest and hope they dont have Thermal. DISMOUNT! DRIVERS BACK TO THE TOWN, CALL FOR SUPPORT!" Romanov says, grabbing his radio and rifle. He too disappears into the forest just as tanks let loose shots into the convoy.

[DeSchaine]

Pegasus weaved back and forth among the guns, making sure each was destroyed. Delta 3-64 Armor, the Tuskers, gave chase to the Molakian vehicles. Knowing the arear where the Molakian troops were last seen, their path wasnt too hard to predict. The fields of fire were set up, claymores and other mines planted. Hull down positions were dug for the Glory tanks, minimizing the targetable parts, while affording the maximum in range of motion. Strong points for the automatic weapons. Hasty foxholes for the infantry. When the enemy came out of the woods, they would walk into one massive ambush.

Overhead, the Jagatai's released one cluster bomb each at the woods, for a total of 4000 individual 1lbs submunitions falling into the forest and detonating when they hit something solid like trees and the ground. Splinters of wood flew everywhere, dirt rocks and other debris spouted into the air.

[Comrade]

The Molakian troops dive for cover as the trees around them explode. On the good side, the trees took out most of the bomblets. Bad news is, the bomblets created alot of wood shrapnel, taking out many soldiers. The Molakian troops hunker down and hope reinforcements arrive....

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Kotka, Molakia

10,000 Troops of the Molakian Army are called up for special duties. What they are is unknown to them. They begin to load up APCs and other equipment onto trains and trucks as the Generals meet to discuss what they should do....

(OOC: Thats a hint to get to Romanov ASAP before the main army comes up.)

[DeSchaine]

With the aircraft circling overhead, the mortar teams finished setting up and began to drop rounds into the woods.

Over the airport, a small white jet buzzed the tower and circled around.

"Vantaa Control, this is Leprechaun One, requesting clearance to land, over"

"Leprechaun One... umm you're a little early. You are clear to land. Col. Larkin will meet you at your aircraft. Over."

"Thank you, Control. Leprechaun one out."

The jet cruised in and taxied to a stop near the tower. Col. Larkin ran out and arrived at the stairs just as they hit the gound and President DeSchaine walked out.

"Mr. President, Welcome to old Hansa and the Vantaa Airfield." He saluted.

DeSchaine returned it. "Thank you Larkin. Nice neighborhood you have here." He gestured toward the smoke rising from the woods.

"Ah, yes sir. I had hoped you would cancel your visit. It's not exactly safe here."

"Pffft. You think it's any safer in Dublin dealing with all those politicians? Vipers. So, whats going on here, Col.?"

"Ah, well sir, we have in our custody four Molakians. We think three of them are soldiers, and the last is a civilian girl. None of them will talk."

"Hmph. Typical. That whole country is pigheaded to the point of acting like lemmings." He walked into the tower and up to the control room. He pointed to a radioman. "You, set this so I can broadcast in the clear." He waited while the man set the controls.

"All set, sir."

"Thank you son. ahem. This is Christos DeSchaine. All Taeunas forces, cease fire. I repeat, cease fire. Commander of Molakian forces, please respond."

[Comrade]

Romanov pops his head over the rim of a crater in the woods. He hand signals to his men to start digging foxholes and picks up his Radio.

"This is Tsar Romanov of the Kingdom of Molakia. What do you want?"

[DeSchaine]

DeSchaine rolls his eyes at the voice coming from the radio. So thats where the Molakian leader had been all this time. "Romanov, you booze adled lunatic! I'm guessing you're here to pick up four people. Three soldiers and a young lady, correct? If so, I'll bring them, myself and eight soldiers to the north east end of the airport. You meet me there with eight of your own people and we can deal with this like men. Out."

DeSchaine tossed the mic on the table and headed down to the motor pool. Grabbing a Puma, and over the protests of Col. Larkin among others, he drove to the holding area. Stepping out, he waved off the salutes. "As you were. I need eight volunteers to help me get our guests to their homes. You men are it. Get those doors open and get them out here." He stood and waited as the MPs followed his orders. When they were all assembled he addressed them.

"Being that you are Molakian, we're going to turn you over to them. I dont care who you are or why Romanov wants you, but it'll be worth it to get him the hell out of my peoples hair so we can finish our work. Lets go."

Loading everyone into two Cougars they drive to the end of the service road for the runway and sit there, waiting to see if the Tsar will show up.

[Comrade]

Romanov and his 7 men approach the Taeunas Troops. A small Truck pulls up behind them, waiting for the meeting to conclude.

Romanov himself is also drinking from a vodka bottle. He chugs it and throws it at the feet of DeSchaine, splattering some vodka on his boots.

"Since I cant shoot you...thats for calling me a booze adled lunatic. Give me my people now. Just so you know, incase you pull a fast one, I have 10,000 soldiers on their way. Your a long way from home pal...dont push and see if your transports can get here quickly." He finishes, lighting up a cigarette. He sees his 3 troops dismount from a vehicle and nods to them. He then points to a medic sitting in the Molakian Vehicle.

Anna Ivanova steps out, and Romanovs face becomes a mixture of Rage and Glee.

"I swear to vox if you hurt her in ANY way...Ill bring the might of the Molakian people down on your heads!"

[DeSchaine]

DeSchaine bends down and wipes the vodka off his boots before it eats through the leather. "If you're not a booze adled lunatic, then what are you? A common drunkard?" He stands back up and motions for the Molakians to join their people. "And I could give a rats furry butt about your troops or the so called might of your people." He strides forward and stops right before Romanov. Suddenly his right arm lashes out, his fist connecting with Romanov's jaw. The cigarette goes flying as the head is whipped around and he falls on his $@!.

In a flash, the soldiers on both sides aim their weapons and safties can be heard clicking off. DeSchaine waves his men back. "As you were. That, little Tsar, is for holding guns to the heads of young women. Learn some manners and dry out why dont you. We're done here." He looks to some of the Molakian soldiers. "Pick him up and get him out of here. Oh, by the way, just so YOU dont try any funny stuff, one of our UAV's has a laser painted on your vehicle and we have a fully armed flight of fighters in the air. If you so much as sneeze wrong, you're all dust."

With that, DeSchaine turned on his heel, walked over to the Cougars and, after his men climbed in, drove off back to the airport.

Walking into the control tower, DeSchaine asked for a sit rep.

"Well sir, we're still having some trouble with pockets of rebels here and there. Especially north of Turku."

"Very well. Col. Larkin, your request for the rest of the division is approved. The first elements of that should be arriving here in three hours. The Morrigan and her escorts are at your disposal and should be anchoring off of Helsinki as we speak. Clean this country up. I want our boys out of here by June at the latest."

[Comrade]

(OOC Note: I like music, and i hope to have Musical themes for many RPs. The theme for this RP is.....

. I picked this due to both people use with illict goods and the overall dark theme. Just as a note to all, if you wish to figure out why Romanov acts the way he does, please Send a PM to Sarah Tintagyl and ask for the copy of Romanov's Dossier.)

Garrus and Williams both run to their leader, helping him from the ground.

"In due time....I will avenge that. It pays to have experts in Asymm Warfare. But for now..." he grunts, standing up. "It is good to see you again Garrus, as well to you Williams. After what happened in Helsinki, I had a feeling you two would find trouble."

Garrus gives a hearty laugh, clutching where Hanseatic soldiers shot him on accident. Williams just blushes in embarisment.

"Mr Roe. It is good that the MIS got you out of that office." Romanov says to Roe with a smile, shaking his hand. He helps the Medics bring Roe into the truck and strap him down.

"No offense sir, I cannot wait to be back behind a desk in Kotka." Roe says with fatigue. He promptly falls asleep in the truck.

Romanov and Anna both stare at each other for a few seconds. Anna begins to cry as Romanov finally sighs with relief. Anna runs at Romanov and they embrace.

"Finally Niko....I knew you would come for me!" she chokes out.

"I would never leave you behind Anna. I would cleanse this world of humanity to find you." Romanov says in all seriousness.

"Lets go home Niko....I need a shower!" She replies, messing with Niko's hair. As they approach the truck, Romanov shouts to Anna. She turns and is met by his lips on hers.

She backs up and smiles. They both enter the truck and fall asleep as the Molakian Soldiers retreat back to Kotka.

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Molakian After Action Report

Operation Rescue Dawn

Casualties: 300 Wounded, 150 KIA.

Outcome: Operational Objective Success, Tactical and Strategic Failure.

Reasons for Failure: Casualties too numerous, Did not proceed with Air Cover or cooperation with Taeunas Forces. Molakian Forces lacked proper counter weapons.

THIS SUMMARY OF THE FULL REPORT IS CLASSIFIED!!!!!!!

Signed, Molakian Office of Military Affairs

Antonev Frolov puts the summary and the full report into his drawer and locks it. He shuts the lights off before preparing to go on a diplomatic Mission.

[Subtleknifewielder]

OOC: And that's a wrap, I suppose...

[Comrade]

(OOC: For my country yes. Taeunas may continue to wrap it up officially.)