Der Untergang

[Sumeragi]

East Turkistan, Altin Urda

The sky of Ürümqi, the pearl of the Silk Road, was a icy blue. As the season slowly changed to winter, frost was seen on the ground of this Middle Asian city. It was quiet during the day, with not a single people or car to be seen.

Near Ürümqi, on the road to a village, stood 200 frightened Hui. The soldiers surrounding the civilians watched this people with sharp, cold eyes. A woman was trying to calm a crying baby.

The war for independence waged against the central Altin Urda government by the Hui was slowly coming to an end. The Waffen-SSA had already stamped out the forces of the Hui Islamic Movement and other independence groups, and had executed the leaders by public shooting. Most of the remaining fighters had surrendered, and now it was just mass murder by the Turkics.

Dust was rising from a hill far away. Soon a line of armored vehicles came rolling towards the people. The Hui, one by one, watched the trucks. A black tank, with the white snowcaps of the Tienshan mountain range in the backgroud, came in sight. The face of a old man turned pale.

"It's the devil on the black horse! It's Kämpfer's iron horse!"

The Hui started panicking at the words of the old man. There was a rumor of a devil on the black horse, a rider on a iron horse who tore to pieces all those that dared look her in the face. It has been said that not a single grass survived wherever she went. The women and children all began crying, and some of the men bowed toward the southwest, to the Holy City of Mecca. Death was near.

As the black tank came near, all the people lowered there heads as to not see the devil. A a petite blonde in black uniform came out of the hatch. She slowly looked that the Hui, and then shouted something into her walkie-talkie.

Ghastly scream starting ringing. There were occasional gunshots among the cries of both adult and child. Surrounded by a circle of carriers and soldiers, the black tank was crushing the people. The Hui tried to escape, but either went under the treads or got mowed down by the soldiers. The blue grass slowly reddened with blood. A single 12-year old girl with a half crushed leg, crying, tried to crawl toward her village. The tank backed and overtook her. A column of smoke rose from the burning little huts.

OOC: Continuing my Sacred Conflict RP, I'll be expanding it to show how Altin Urda fell. Be prepared for some..... harsh scenes. I've been given permission by Cochin and Niko to RP in their current territories, who will be posting their consent here.

All complaint posts (with the exception of Cochin and Niko ) will be considered spam and reported as such. If you have a problem with my RP, make a thread in the Open National RP forums.

Edited May 25, 2009 by Sumeragi

[king of cochin]

OOC: Sumeragi has my permission to do historic RP on these territories concerning pre-Cochin activities. However she has agreed not to RP on any people who are present in present day Cochin.

[comrade nikonov]

OOC: Same as above but for Manchuria.

[Subtleknifewielder]

OOC: With this consent, we have no reason to complain. Please continue this fascinating story, Sumer...

[Sumeragi]

Unknown location

The crumbling dirt walls showed just how dilapidated the small building was. Two man were quietly discussing something in the shadows.

“..... You mean everyone?”

“Yes, the SSA managed to crack all the Hui cells and liquidated them, while anyone related to the rebels were either slaughtered or deported to the camps. Insurrection isn't the way.”

“Then we'll have to strike at the heads of the infidels. Can you contact the Jackal and order hits?”

“I can, but we'll only be able to take out one. The others are too well protected.”

“Even a minor success should buy us time to reorganize.”

“All right, I'll go and activate him.”

“Allah Akbar!”

With the meeting over, they melted into the darkness.

Tashkent

Critical situation. Those were the words to describe Turkistan.

Yuriy Yekhanurov was having a massive headache at the extreme difference between the two major states of Altin Urda. While Jyushin was rebuilding at lightening speed, Turkistan was bogged down by ideological tenstions, revolt from the Hui, the nuclear terror to the south, and overall weak infrastructure.

There was supposed to be a public "State of the Nation" speech tomorrow, and he'll have to try to make dissent low enough to proceed with changes to bring Turkistan in line with the rest of the world.....