A Battle Unseen

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3rd Point

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3rd Point, Narikaton and Darnussia - 10 December 5558

This was not a smokey room with whiskey - smoking was prohibited in the premises and everybody preferred beer.

"They're not budging, fuckers-", he continued to curse at Lodamun for a good 20 seconds.

"We've concluded negotiati-";

"Bullshit, man", the Naval Chief of the Beiteynuese Naval Command blurted out; "you understand perfectly well that this sets a precedence! Especially with the Kundratijans pulling the same crap- don't get me started on the goddamn Dorvi-".

"Perhaps this is an opportunity", the Director of the Agafim said calmly. The table fell silent.

"They act like JAMS isn't there?", he started.

"Wish granted: it's gone".

-

Agafim HQ, , Beiteynu - 13 December 5558

He was reading the dossier when the Deputy Director walked in. She looked at him impatiently.

"This is quite the oxymoron", he began saying.

"Beifartsouf always is".

"They won't get it".

"Pity".

"You're asking for coordinated partners, unknown unknowns and coordinated enemies! Kundrati and Dorvik will go apeshit!"

"Not our first rodeo, Marit - they decided to fuck with the Yeudi People".

-

Embassy of Hobrazia, Yishelem, Beiteynu - 14 December 5558

Anna Kadiyot shook the hand of the Hobrazian ambassador. She was offered cookies. They both sat down. The ambassador was smiling, welcoming, understanding; there was a sense of peace and innocence about them. Unscathed from the shit of geopolitics.

"Ambassador, I'll just address the elephant in the room", she said; the ambassador waited with a polite expression.

"Lodamun". Still, the ambassador waited.

"They opened a door, didn't they?". Finally the ambassador raised an eyebrow.

-

Octagon HQ, Melikvan, Pontesi - 14 December 5558

Jacob Marit shook the hand of the Pontesian-Yeudi contact. "Follow Bannerhafen"; they parted.

-

Embassy of Dundorf, Bannerhafen, Narikaton and Darnussia - 14 December 5558

The Dundorfian ambassador finished their call with Dunburg, stood up and took a moment to switch mode.

He readied for the Dual Republican Foreign Minister and the Beiteynuese ambassador in Narikaton and Darnussia.

"Come in!"

-

Fort William, Luthori - 14 December 5558

"It is our understanding that silence is a state that's hard to get out of", the Director of the Agafim said.

"Let's help you break it".

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Embassy of Beiteynu, Kaliburg, Kalistan - 14 December 5558

The Beiteynuese ambassador readied herself to meet with her counterpart in Kalistan. An opportunity would soon present itself.

"Come in!"

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Eroncourt, Lourenne - 14 December 5558

"We're already ahead of you".

"We know", the Beiteynuese ambassador in Lourenne replied hastily.

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Wiel, Vanuku - 15 December 5558

"Quid pro quo, once again?", the Marit smiled at the Xsampan contact; an all too familiar face.

"Continue".

"Lodamun". Still, the Xsampan contact waited.

"They locked the house, didn't they?". Finally, the Xsampan contact raised an eyebrow.

-

Helios, Kalopia - 17 December 5558

"Normalcy is all we seek - protection of the Yeudi People; we'll make sure no shitlisting happens and we'll turn a blind eye to some of the perils and nightmares that Pontesi will go through because of you", Marit said.

"All we need is an equal bashing".

"Deal", the Istalian replied.

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San Luis, Baltusia - 21 December 5558

"We know the crap you pulled at the airport", the Baltusian contact told Marit politely. Marit was surprised at the candour.

"That's fine - we need some headlines thrown our way", Marit said.

"Lodamun". The Baltusian waited.

"A moment will present itself for your regime". Finally, the Baltusian raised an eyebrow.

[hyraemous]

Somewhere in Kundrati
July 5559

"Can't these idiots, for one moment, stop bickering?" said the head of the Kundrati Missile Command Gen. František Troufal.

"Whatever. We know who we are back," said another man.

"Thus it shall be," said Troufal. 

The command was put out to prepare the IRBMs.

----

Minister of Defense Gen. Jamie Aguray received a communication from President Andrelopa Arruzabarrena and word from the Kundrati intelligence community. There was increased chatter in the backchannels regarding Beiteynu and Dorvik. 

He summoned Troufal. Troufal arrived minutes later.

"Are the missiles ready?" said General Aguray.

"Yes, sir."

"Good. Remember the protocol - do not fire unless fired upon."

"Yes, sir."

Troufal was dismissed. Aguray summoned his secretary. 

"Yes sir?" said the secretary.

"I am going to put our armed forces on alert," said Aguray.

"All of them?"

"Yes."

"Yes, sir."

The command was put out to alert the entire Kundrati Armed Forces. 

This time, another command was put out, moving the aircraft carrier to the Lievenian Sea and alerting the Northern Fleet. They were allowed to increase their patrols and prepare for any situation.

----

A diplomat from the Foreign Office met with his Beiteynuese counterpart. A note was shared.

Union supports Beiteynu. Armies on alert.

The two left.

[MrFacts]

operation New Dawn

2 june 5559, 9:11 at the Vahanakar, department PSI

Edgar Ispiryan gets called in the office of Hakob Karamyan, his teamleader/handler.

E(dgar) walks in the office and gets welcomed by H(akob)µµ

H: Welcome, This the place where you trained for. 

E: Yes, i'm thrilled, sir.

H: In front of you, you have an envellope

E takes the envelope and wants to open it

H: Don't open it now, later. go outside, walk in the car that is in front and open it then.

Edgar knodds and does what he is told, my first mission, he thinks.

In the car he opens up the enveloppe and sees a plane ticket to Kafuristan, a name and instructions. 

He knows what to do now and takes the plane to Kafuristan.

[Louis]

IRSA Headquarters| Eroncourt, Lourenne 
July 5559 (8:09 PM)

"Send word to Dunberg: "The Goddess is in the heavens." 

"10-4"

"Send word to Royal Minister La Bedoiyere, the Fleet of Lost Souls is active in Keymon and is prepared for active missions in the region. I also need the Palace of Oisy on the phone, quickly."

-------------------------

"Alo?"

"Yes, Madame Ministre, Bonjour."

"What can I do for you director?"

"I need you to make sure our allies are fully aware of the situation at hand here. Our satellites are receiving concerning information from the region. We will be prepared to respond."

"Ah, I'll let Vernon know. He will not like it. I assure you director, you have the blessing of Oisy. Carry out your plans."

" Merci, a bientot."

[Maarten-Luis]

Operation "Hummus Watch" - File 14.2

[Maarten-Luis]

Operation Hummus Watch - File 14.3

[MrFacts]

Edgar Ispiryan arrives in kalistan

3 june 10:15, Ahaz, O'mer Kafuristan

E(dgar) arrives at the airport in Kafuristan and calls a cab to drive him toward sthe adress that was written down. He goes in the bar and their is a man seated, he goes up to him and says how it was instructed "what did the goose give to the frog?" gets papers in hands of a known smuggle route towards istalia. Edgar nods and walks away.

He finds the station where they dock, so he waits and observes.

couple of hours laters, he sees a small boat docking and sees some men jumping off, he goes up to them and asks some random questions, until he asks "you guys want some real cash? or does the PCI pays people enough?" 

the smugglers are confused looking at each other while one replies "depends on what you're offering" 

E: takes a picture of a person and says "350 000$" and gives a wink.

the smugglers smile and replies "fine, give us some days to work something out."

Edgar smiles, gives a burner and says, call me with that phone.

The smugglers did their business and went back to Istalia.

[hyraemous]

Somewhere in Kundrati
July 5559

[...]

Somewhere in Kundrati
October 5559

"Looks like we were caught up in a mistake."

"Stand down everything then."

The command was given.

[Kubrick]

Wiel, Nrkta Jrkahok neighbourhood, the house of Director-General of the RSB Nrljkai Kengljy, 10 September 5560, 23:57.

He sipped the cognac again, a vintage from Rildanor, smooth and sweet. The perfect blend of flavours and balance, he wondered how long he could still order this beautiful stuff from Canrille before embargos would be enacted. While contemplating and raising the glass for another sip he suddenly noticed the red light of the silent alarm blinking. He froze and felt the hairs in his neck raise. In a whirlwind he put his cognac down and walked towards a monitor showing the camera feed of his house. His eyes darted across the screens as several of them went offline. He could hear a muffled shout from downstairs and spotted two of his RSB agents on guard duty running by on one of the feeds before it too went offline. He cursed under his breath as an anger filled him, he opened the drawer on the desk and took out his service pistol. By then he heard suppressed shots and thuds. 

With a deep sigh he stepped towards the door, remembering his cyanide pill in his small safe under the bed. Too little too late. When they kicked the door open he got off two shots, hitting the assailant in his chest and cheek. The dark clad figure slumped on the floor. But then a loud bang and a bright flash left him deafened and blinded. The pistol was slammed from his hands and a powerful punch to his gut put him on the floor. By the time he regained all his senses he could see the downed man being given medical aid. Then he looked up to a towering figure in a balaclava aiming a pistol at his head. Ironic, he had ordered so many of these killings and now he was the one staring down that barrel. "Long live the Emperor," the man said, pulling the trigger. Then there was only darkness.

Wiel, Old Town, Manor of the Prefect, 11 September 5560, 0:12.

"Wake up, ma'am, wake up." She was still half asleep looking at her security agent Pawl. "Ma'am, we need to go - now. Emergency protocol." She nodded and got out of bed, Pawl barely let her grab a robe before he guided her out of the bedroom. "Wh-what is going on?" she asked him. He did not answer. They went through a hidden door into the secret armour-plated room. Another one of her bodyguards was waiting there. "Madam Prefect, a situation is developing, the highest levels of government are being targeted. Right now there are armed men making their way through the Manor." She shook her head. "Who? RSB?" For a moment the man hesitated. "No, they are being targeted too." Her mind went to one person. He couldn't.. he wouldn't.. Or would he? He had never liked being told what to do and Dorfluzke-Mardoh's playbook severely limited his powers. "The Emperor," she finally said, "these armed assailants must be of the Royal Guard." Pawl looked pale. He had every right to be, even a well-trained government protection agent was not trained to fight Wrnuke's most elite military unit.

The problem with facing an enemy from within is that they know as much as you do, sometimes even more. Hiding in the 'bugout room' was only a temporary solution, which soon became clear as the phone in the room started ringing. One of the agents picked up and then hesitantly laid the phone on his shoulder, turning to her. "Madam Prefect, it's Deputy Director-General Amrun.. calling for you.." she nodded and extended her hand, taking the horn. "Deputy Director-General, why would you call this late in the evening?" Snake, she thought. You traitorous snake. "Prefect Nasir, please go get dressed, the Emperor would like to meet you. Tell the guards to stand down, there must be no needless bloodshed, surely we can both agree to that." She kept silent for ten seconds before answering. "Very well." She stepped past her agent to put the horn down. "Inform everyone to stand down, I must be off to meet the Emperor." With that she gestured Pawl to open the doors for her.

Banstill, Royal Palace, personal quarters of the Emperor, 11 September 5560, 1:02.

"Enter." The Emperor said after they knocked on his door. "Your Majesty, the Prefect is being transported now to meet you. Director Amrun and General Krlmékez have reported full success. Senior figures are in custody, Kengljy neutralized, minimal casualties." He nodded. "Thank you, Daníl." The man made a short bow and left the office. A smile crept on his face. Finally they were back in control, as the dynasty ought to be. For decades they had bowed to the will of Dorfluzke-Mardoh and his so-called 'playbook'. A twisted game to pitch Jelbics against each other within his Empire. When the old man finally passed away at 79 last year he knew the time had come to regain control. Wrnuke always flourished the most when it was under direct control of the monarch. For now however the façade of democracy would be kept up, at least if Prefect Nasir played along..

[Elena1012]

Operation: Red Star Rising


May 19th, 5562
Metz-Leonid, Ladakh District

The file was spread out on his desk. He has spent some time considering it. After all, Operation Weeping Dusk was for all intents and purposes, a failure. Of course, the Army of Equality was woefully incompetent. But this file, Operation Red Star Rising, would be an opportunity to make amends for the failure in Pontesi. Directly placing CSS assets in Istalia. Of course, the Istalian government would be made aware of this, they weren't a liability like Temania. It was far away enough from Yishelem that it wouldn't catch their attention, plus with Istalia cutting all ties, it was perfect for the CSS to set up shop in. It was in Majatra so the benefits were already obvious to Tsering. Operation Red Star Rising would also assist the Istalian government in securing the revolution from reactionaries. But the main focus was using Istalia as a basis for future operations in Majatra. 

He approved the Operation. The CSS would need to prove itself, and Operation Red Star Rising was the best opportunity to do so. The last thing Tsering needs is another disappointment to present to the Central Committee. Not only would this be a way to amend the failures of the CSS under him, but it would also advance Xsampan interests in Majatra. Wherever an opportunity may arrive. The Istalians would benefit, but most importantly, Xsampa would benefit, and the CSS. At the bare minimum, Xsampa would have knowledge on what's going on in Istalia should disruptions occur, and the local area. At best? Xsampa can influence events to the best extent across Majatra. But first things first, getting the approval to the Central Committee. Once that's done, everything can go into motion. 

The operation couldn't fail. Xsampa could afford the failure, but Tsering couldn't. The Central Committee will be itching to replace him if Operation Red Star Rising fails. Tsering wouldn't let this operation fail. He would make sure of it.