Owtopian Mercenaries

[Kardas]

This is a compilation of posts on the RPG board. I've been planning to do this for a while, and I finally had the spirit to get it all together and check spelling. Anyways:
Authors: Northern Australis/Aegypto, Silvado, Automaticz, Kardas

NEST Team Sgt. Gordon Radio

Gordon: This is NEST Team we've been dropped off on the outskirts of the city no enemy activity don't know where they are but we'll infiltrate the site.
25 Min Later
Cpl. Brown: Sgt, the Geiger counter is really high looks like it's at the *Radio Cuts*
10 Min Later
Gordon: Command we found the Nuke it's pretty unstable but we'll disable in no- Wait what's that............*Sounds of Mercs*. Sh*t they know we're here Cpl. Brown disarm it.
Brown: Yes sir- ARG!!!
Cpl. Harrison: Brown's KIA!
Sgt. Gordon: Command we're not gonna make it out of here alive the coordinations of the nuke is- *Radio Cuts Off*

-Landing Zone Alpha, S.A.F Base of Operations. Miles away-

Captain Redas was in the command tent listening to the radio. The fate of the whole campaign was in this operation. If the nuke was deployed, S.A.F command would deem this mission as a failure. And thousands would lose their lives to the Mercenaries.

Chaos filled the channel as something went awry.

"They're gone..." Redas whispered and changed to the S.A.F Command channel.

"Command, we have a slight issue with the mission. The NEST Team went out of contact. We await orders from the Coalition." Redas reported.

"LZ Alpha, understood. We are attempting to contact the Aegypto command currently. Stand by and report any changes." The response came. Redas acknowledge the order and left the tent to organize patrols. The 57th's presence was still unknown among the mercenaries as far as Redas could tell, but that would change shortly. Gun shots rang out and a Mercenary ambush began.


To: Aegypto Military Command.
From: S.A.F Command

Our airborne regiment is on standby and can strike the mercenaries in a half hour. However we are getting scattered reports that the camp is under attack. We request any orders within the hour before we are forced to withdraw.

Command: The Mercs have retreated from the western outskirts of the suburbs which is an un-used position if we take control of it the Mercenaries would have to regroup for another week by Friday we can attack it's the only shot we have. Oh and don't worry about the camp I have Coral-Snakes on your position to help you guys out.

Sgt. Reza: So we advance into the suburbs and take the area leaving the mercs to retreat.
Lt. Yasir: The Command thinks it's our only shot
Sgt. Reza: So tomorrow we get to the suburbs?
Lt. Yasir: Right. Let's go team we gotta recon on this area.
Sgt. Reza: Hey Mubarak.
Cpl. Mubarak: Yeah?
Sgt. Reza: Don't you think those Mercs know what we're up to?
Mubarak: No if the nuke is unstable it won't detonate right?
Reza: I don't know but I have a feeling those Mercs are up to something, they're luring us in but what do you think it is?
Mubarak: Don't Know. Hey when are the CIWs getting here?
Reza: In a few hours. C'mon let's go.

Captain Redas and his outfit boarded several UH-60 Blackhawks, as the Aegypto support cleared the ambush. As the chopper took off he loaded his L-85. The airborne force made its way to the suburbs and landed hot. Bullets whizzed around as the Silvadian troops roped out to the combat zone. The LZ was an old park, and mercenaries made fortifications with the nearby houses.

"This is Redas, squads 2-11 move along the road and clear the buildings on the east. Squads 12-15 will assist me on making that police station our GHQ!" Redas shouted over the gunshots as he and his radio man ran for cover. The squad leaders quickly organized before storming houses.

"Captain this is 5th squad! We got a sniper on the water tower four blocks north of here. He has us pinned!" The radio cracked as the firefight raged.

"Understood 5! I'll call in for some air cover." Redas replied and ran behind a car, “Command we need an airstrike on the water tower 4 blocks north of the LZ!"

"Understood, Redas. We'll see what we can do." Command replied. The houses to the East were quickly cleared. The Western houses were harder to take. A MiG 29 flew over and destroyed the water tower a half hour later. Shortly after, Redas's men were able to take the last fortifications.

"Command, position secure!" Redas reported, "We have twenty percent casualties currently. We will stop to regroup and maintain the perimeter."

To: Aegypto Military Command
From: S.A.F Command

Our forces have secured a park and street along your flank. We will hold position until our units have rearmed and planned to take another objective.

Merc Leader: I thought you said that they were coming.
Other Region Rebel: I thought so too but our leader here won't allow our forces to help you due to the intelligence.
Merc Leader: I don't think you don't have a D*mn intelligence over there, so you're not coming what should we do?
Unknown Rebel: We can call in some of our Aircraft and send in some passenger jets.
Leader: But the reinforcements will overwhelm you and we lose.
Rebel: In all answers, yes
Leader: What's our other?
Rebel: Wait until Coalition Arrives, retreat to the north and hit’ em with some MOABS we've stolen lately.
Leader: A MOAB?
Rebel: It's the only way to slow them down
Leader: Order those MOABS, We'll retreat to the North with the Nuclear Device, but if we fail, I'm detonating the Nuke.
Rebel: I'll order those MOABS to strike, Godspeed sir.
Leader: Yeah Godspeed.

S.A.F (Silvado Armed Forces) Command Report-

The 3rd Armored has been authorized to advance into the Owtopia remnants. General Irving H. Jarold will oversee the Silvadian forces involved in the campaign. More forces will be sent depending on the outcome of the advance.
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General Jarold and his personal escorts were in a humvee that drove alongside the massive line of M1 and Bradley tanks. The Column was 150 tanks long, not including the four 110 mobile artillery pieces.
"Get S.A.F Command on the radio." Jarold said, "Tell them we are meeting no resistance so far. Our ETA is within the hour. This operation should be quick."
"Aye, Sir." The radioman said and relayed the message.

It was impossible to miss the regiment coming. Resistance would eventually come, but the Mercenaries where coming to their last stand... This wouldn't be too bad.

Lt. Yasir: This Chariot-3 can somebody help us we holding off a lot of Mercs over here and I'm down to my last mag.
Cap. Redas: Roger that Chariot-3 move to the southwest and can link up with us over.
Lt. Yasir: Roger that I'll move to *Radio cuts off from Artillery*
Redas: Chariot-3 can you read me?

_________________On the Mercs Side_______________

Merc Soldier 1: How the hell are getting out of this death trap!?!?
Soldier 2: Don't worry those are calling in some MOABS so they can wipe the coalition out!
Soldier 1: They're wipe them out with us in it!?!?!
Soldier 2: No! We'll retreat to the north when this happens!
Lieutenant: Come on! We go retreat to north now!

________________Back on the Coalition_______________

Pilot: This is Aero Squad the mercs are moving to the north so we're picking some guys on the flight over.
Command: Roger that, be advise an Unstable Nuke is somewhere in the city block the northern side and we'll send in NEST Teams to come in.
Pilot: Roger that we'll find some guys in trouble pick'em up and get this thing over with.

Captain Redas changed channels after losing contact with Yasir.
"Command, we have a counter attack mounting! We just lost contact with an Aegypto element to our flank! Do you have any intel on recent enemy movement? Over."

The response didn't come back. Redas repeated his message and changed channels a few times before cursing under his breath. He grabbed his L-85 and left his GHQ.
"Everyone, take defensive positions and prepare to repel a counter attack. I just lost contact with our friends on our flank." Redas shouted. His men scrambled to nearby houses and cars. Battle was coming.

General Jarold heard the radio report but could get contact with Redas's units. The rest of the Silvadian force was at least fourteen miles behind them and Jarold's column was still en route to the 57th's base of operations.
"Tell the column to pick up the pace. Then get command to get us more air cover, sounds like we'll need more recon and possibly precision bombing runs..." Jarold muttered to his radioman.

Sgt. Reza: Sh*t Mortars!
Cpl. Mubarak: Sgt! Yasir's dead! We have to- ARGH!!!
Sgt. Reza: Mubarak! Crap, Justinian. Yasir's dead where's Cap.
Pvt Radioman Justinian: He got obliterated by artillery 5 Min ago!
Sgt. Reza: So what should we do!?
Justinian: You have to lead this Regiment to link up with other Aegypto Forces before we-
*Justinian gets shot in the head by a sniper*
*Reza tries to contact radio on the dead soldiers' radio but nothing*
Reza: D*mmit! alright Chariot-3 go south to link up with air and ground forces!

The first explosion slowed time down for Redas. He ran to a window of the GHQ and saw a car parked outside disappear in fire and smoke. Screams filled the air, but they were silenced as both small arms fire exchanged from both sides.
"Enemies advancing from the west!" a scout shouted over the radio.

"Radioman, try getting Chariot-3 up on the radio. Find out what we are up against!" Redas ordered and then directed soldiers to set up a fifty caliber machine gun in a window.

"Chariot-3! Chariot-3! Come in, over. This is Redas's mob, Chariot-3 come in!" Radioman Stone called.

Redas had never seen such chaos. It was almost unbelievable. Two soldiers helped a wounded comrade to a field station before returning to the fortifications.

---
Some miles away-

The explosions could be heard from the column. Soldiers and tankers moods dropped to a serious tone. They were getting close.

General Jarold's humvee filed into the column as the 3rd Armored rushed to assist the front lines. He was to depart the column and head to the 57th's base of operations at the next major intersection. So far resistance had been almost nothing, there was a sniper, but no one was killed. As the humvee moved away from the column there was a loud rumble of enemy artillery in the distance.
"Some poor bastard is getting hit hard." The driver whispered as he drove towards the base, "Least we're out of their range here."

Sgt. Reza: AT Soldier on the right! Aziz take him out!
Aero-5 Pilot: This Aero-5 looks like you boys need a lift outta there.
Sgt. Reza: It's about D*mn Time!
Aero-5: Standby, clear out the LZ and we'll land
Sgt. Reza: Roger that! Abullah, Gamel cover the chopper with heavy gun fire.
Aero-5: Okay boys we're clear to land we're on the way to block the north side of the area.
Sgt. Reza: To surround the Mercs?
Aero-5: Yep it's gonna be hot out there so no stops we got to get there double time.
Aegypto HQ: Be advise Coalition, There is a Nuke a out there and we need defused
Aero-5: don't worry we'll have this thing over with, and where are the CIWs?
Aegypto HQ: There late because some Mercs ambushed them, don't worry they'll be here.

Captain Redas ducked down as a rocket landed in front of the window he was at. Radioman Stone helped Redas to his feet. Ringing filled his ears and everything was blurry as Redas shook his head, then it all hit him like a wave of cold ocean water.

"Sir, I haven't gotten a hold of Chariot-3 yet or the rest of the Coalition." Stone said as they moved to cover.

"Alright then, we will have to prepare to fall back soon...We can't take this beating much longer. How’s the unit doing?" Redas asked.

"We are at forty percent wounded, we have at least thirty dead... No know info on our allies... How does that sound?" Stone asked pessimistically.

"Damn..." Redas muttered, "Have all units fall back to that forested patch over there. We can use that as a last stand area." Stone nodded and radioed the squads.

As the men retreated the Mercenaries charged the Silvadians. Men turned to engage the threat, knowing they stood little chance against the numbers. Guns blasted back and forth. Men from both sides were collapsing everywhere...It was hell.
"Sir! Enemy vehicles approaching from the North!" An officer shouted before being stabbed in the gut by a bayonet.

Just then one of the Mercenary vehicles erupted into fire. Silvadian tanks have arrived. The parameter had been once again, secured. Redas walked up to Stone and grabbed the radio.

"Silvadian forward forces to the Coalition, we have secured our parameter from the counter attack. What’s the status of the campaign? Over?"

Automaticz Today,
- Our great leader laughed when he heard that the mercs had made a little video, he said that they are just about wiped out in Automaticz and as for the nuke, he said it was probably a big plastic fake bomb. He has also told all Automaticz citizens to stand strong against this threat!
- The mercs today hijacked a small plane with around 20 passengers, the passengers of the plane tried to re-take the plane with no thought for themselves, sadly the cowardly mercs crashed the plane into a small field, reports say it was heading to Automaticz Government HQ. All 20 passengers died and they have been made national heroes! 2 days of mourning have now started in honor of all brave 20 passengers.

... Wait... Oh My Gosh!... I’m sorry I’m in shock...... We seem to have unconfirmed reports that our great leader.... is dead! I must... must stress that these are not confirmed but.... I can’t continue sorry...
- Weather................ Oh My....... Sorry.........
We will give you updates as they come in.......

A video from the Independent Mercenaries of IN

Hello, IN. I see your pitiful world falling as you know we are in battle with the coalition today and no one will ever survive from something that will happen. Speaking of which, we killed the Leader of Automaticz today what a great day for you Anti-Penguinists are. And Mustafa Sedki you're next for destroying our land including you Montego for helping him. Leave Owtopia and retreat or will suffer the consequences.

*Merc Leader shows Nuke*

Merc Leader: End of Transmission!

Automaticz Today,
- We can now confirm that our great leader King Pengu II died yesterday at exactly 6:30pm. The new king, King Pengua I has declared 2 weeks of national morning and yesterday will be a mourning holiday every year. The cause of death is still unknown but reports say it could be anything from a bullet to simply old age. A grand funeral will be held next week, it is planned to be the biggest funeral ever held in Automaticz. It will include the military and if any leaders wish to attend they may send a request and a reply will be sent.
- All of Automaticz is now in mourning so the new King doesn’t think that the cowardly mercs are enough to reply to, and he assures them that if they caused the death of his father, they have just started something to big to contain.
- Weather, It seems our weather man is mourning so we can't report on this today.
Next will be a 24 hour long show dedicated to our great former King, King Pengu II

Silvadian Presidential mansion-
"What the hell is going on?" Quinn asked his advisors, “Every person in the region will see this tape and immediately, anti war movements will start. But we can't back down because this guy will still pester us. Listen, I’m concerned about your safety. I will have the Presidential Guard give each of you an escort detail and then I would suggest you either leave the capital or go to the fallout shelter. We'll operate through the government private channel and continue on through this crisis. I personally believe we should keep our forces there to take on this threat. Send in Task Force Condor to hunt the guy down."

"What about you sir?" the educational advisor asked, "Where will you go? You know you'll get assassinated if you go out there..."

"I'll be fine, don't worry about it." Quinn muttered.

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Winter Hollow Airforce Base-

350 men loaded up in to transport helicopters. The carried the most advanced body armor, and gear the government had to offer. They had spent years training and already had experience with terrorists. However they had yet to be in a "formal" war. The helicopters took off and carried Task Force Condor to the front lines. They were among Silvado's finest, and they would definitely deliver the wrath of the country on to the Mercenaries.

----

Silvadian News-
The people of Silvado send their condolences to Automaticz. The Silvadian military vows to assist in bringing the Mercenaries to justice.

On The Mercenary Side..................

*At the Unknown Merc HQ*
Merc Leader. Aziz Mehmad: Are you sure he's dead?"

*An artillery explosion rocks the building*

Merc: Well we did hire that Anti-Penguinist sir. Pengun was easy, but Mustafa's gonna be hard including Montego sir I suggest we should-

*Another Artillery rocks the building following gunshots

Mehmad: Alright I'll-

*A phone call from a spy*

Mehmad: Yes? *Starts talking in Aegyptus*, Alright
*Hangs Up*
Mehmad: Forget Mustafa I just word that his whole place is on Lockdown

Merc: And Quinn?
Mehmad: He's not guarded so we'll keep on planning with him
Merc Adviser: What about the CIW Pres?

*An Aegypto Plane makes an airstrike but gets shot down*

Mehmad: We'll Decide on that, but we need to help the Anti-Penguinists. I want more killings, bombings, and shootings to let the Anti-Penguinists overthrow the Monarchy got that? I'll contact the Rebels from other IN Nation's to help them.

Day 4 on the Mercs side..................

*Dusk rises as Aziz Mehmad is talking the IN Mercs in Automaticz*

Mehmad: I Don’t Give A Damn about them! I want more bombings and I want that King killed Damn It you hear me!?

Merc: Sir those Damn Penguins are killing us including the Anti-Penguinists and I can't find any damn rebels who are coming!

Mehmad: Alright, Alright. rally the Anti-Penguinists and give them every weapon that is not in use. And I want the King DEAD!

Merc: Sir the Anti-Penguinists have retreated to the Low Industrial Slums in the City they'll regroup and attack we send in Tanks and Helos for them and I'm trying to get Chemical Weapons but we need more time!

*A huge explosion rocks the Merc HQ*

Mehmad: Listen do hear this! *Mehmad takes the Phone to the window hearing the Explosions and Shootings* That's the Coalition! They're getting nearer by the minute and I want those Damn Chemical and Fuel Bombs ready!

Merc: We'll try but- *An explosion hits the Automaticz merc area along with gunshots* Sh*t they're here! *Phone cuts off*

Mehmad: Abul? Abul! Damn it.
*Mehmad calls another IN Rebel Organization*
Mehmad: We lost contact with my Mercs in Automaticz and we're getting killed over here! Where are those MOABS!?

Rebel: Don't worry Sir. I have Su-27s with the MOABS heading towards your position to help you they'll be here-
Mehmad: Forget I have a new target for you.
Rebel: Sir?

*A group of Silvadian Helis attack the HQ but fail after a SAM Attack*

Mehmad: I want you to attack Automaticz with anything.
Rebel: Sir if those MOABS don't help you it's over.
Mehmad: Do you have any MiGs?

*A Merc Aircraft delivers a Napalm strike but gets obliterated by Anti-Air*

Rebel: Well yeah we can bring a quarter of them to help you but them’ll-
Mehmad: I don't care get them to help us do you have any men?
Rebel: Yep we'll send a few battalions to come.
Mehmad: Good send a few of those battalions to attack Automaticz.
Rebel: Sir if we don't help with those MOABS then-
Mehmad: Yes I know but forget it I have something else in mind.
Rebel: Alright Mehmad your call.

*Mehmad hangs up only after a Wounded Merc shows up*

Merc: Sir! The Coalition is attacking the north!

Task Force Condor was dropped off at the front lines. They also brought news of more Silvadian regiments being prepared for deployment. The special ops force went past Captain Redas position and advanced forward in a stealthy manner. The men were professionals, they had ever window, door, or any other possible ambush place covered as they advanced.


Captain Redas's unit also began an advance. The platoon took control of a three story building then several smaller ones flanking it. The 3rd Armored helped secure the new location, but then continued North. Silvadian planes and helicopters were ordered to constantly flew sorties over Mercenary controlled area.

General Jarold was determined to see this fight to the end.
"Allied Aegypto forces, how far have you managed to advance? And is there any known position on the Mercenary leader?" Jarold radioed in.
---
Winter Hollow-

The Presidential Mansion's windows had thick black drapes over them. However the Presidential Guard still didn't feel safe. Quinn Montego's office and room had been moved towards the middle of the building so he was a harder target. But that wasn't enough to make the guards feel better. Quinn was sitting at his desk when five guards and a look alike came in.
"What the hell?" Quinn asked, "Is this needed?"
The guards nodded, "Sir, both you and your double are being relocated. We request you get you get in these *hands combat fatigues to Quinn* and go with Lt. Yogan to San Salvacion Castle. The double will go to the building across the street via the Federal Subway."

*Car bomb goes off in the distance*

Quinn sighed, "Fine."

The Double and his guards left and did what any opposing force would do: relocate to a nearby place that is used by the government. Quinn "became" Corporal Redwall and left for San Salvacion Castle in a humvee.
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CIW Tank: This is Warlord-1 sorry we were late boys but we got into an ambush did we miss the party?

*A CIW Tank shoots a HEAT Shell into a Merc Tank*

Redas: No you haven't Warlord move to the Aegypto Position they're need of help over.
Warlord-1: Standby we'll be there. And don't worry about the Merc Choppers we got an Air Calvary coming.

_____________On the Aegypto_____________

Sgt. Reza: Command! I can't find any higher ranks in this Platoon is any other Lts or Caps? We're getting blown by Mortars over here!
Command: Uh, Hang on Chariot-3... Cahriot-3 we have a battered platoon near your position he's lead by a guy named Lt. Sabri get over there and he'll lead you guys.
Sgt. Reza: Got it!

*Chariot-3 makes a dash to the position while under Mortar fire*

Lt. Sabri: So you're our ride out of here?
Sgt. Reza: Yep come on Chariot-3 let's get out of here!

-Somewhere North of Redas's position-

The Task Force Condor men raided a nearby parking garage. Commissar Zarkov approached Jefferson.
"I hear your men found me a prisoner..." Zarkov said in an intimidating cold voice.
"Yes, commissar. He in that staff room on 4th floor, room B." Jefferson replied.
The commissar nodded and walked to the room. Zarkov was a respected member of TFC but at the same time Jefferson didn't know a man who wasn't afraid of Zarkov...
Zarkov stood 6 feet tall and had short brown hair hidden under his hat. His black leather coat with gold decorations was admirable. Zarkov had a fancy gold hilted saber and a custom made pistol. Scars dotted his face and his eyes were an icy blue that could make anyone shiver...


Two guards stood outside room B and saluted Zarkov.
"I wish to chat with our friend, gentlemen. Excuse me." Zarkov said and smiled darkly. The guards opened the door and a Mercenary soldier sat down, staring at the ground. Once Zarkov was in the guards closed the door.

"You seem to hold some rank. A squad leader or some kind of assistant to a squad leader. A good start." Zarkov noted.

The man nodded and looked up, "Please don't kill me...I don't want this..."

"You're answers will determine your fate, friend. You see I am a fair man. Just answer a few questions honestly and you'll be sent to a POW camp and after a year or two you can go off on your own and live happily ever after. Deal?" Zarkov offered.

The man nodded.

"So I want to know if the nuke your leader keeps presenting is real. What do you know of it?"

The man looked up. "I don't have the rank to know of any of that. I know we have it and it’s by the leader... other than that I know nothing of the nuke."

Zarkov nodded grimly, the man wasn't lying.

"Alright fair enough... What about troop movements, where could I find some who knows?"

"There is a GHQ for my platoon just four blocks west of here... I think you'd have better luck questioning my commanding officer there..." The man whispered.

"This is your first warning. We were over there already and found nothing. Don't lie to me... I kill liars." Zarkov hissed.

The man apologized and looked at the ground, "I’m just a low ranking soldier... I don't know what you want..."

"What about supplies or moral?" Zarkov asked.

"What good would that do?" The man asked and put his hands to his face.

Zarkov shook his head and in a swift motion withdrew his saber the cut one of the man's arms.

"Ahhhhh! I don't know... I don't know!" The man yelped. Zarkov slashed the man's leg.

"We like our leader... We have sufficient supplies... We get new recruits every day to join our cause. Our cells are in every city in every county in every province...WE ARE EVERYWHERE!" The man yelled and winced in pain.

"You are making me angry..." Zarkov warned.

The man continued, "We will kill your leaders and you people...More importantly-" He was cut off by Zarkov's pistol being shoved in his mouth.

"You really don't know what you are doing. You are either very loyal and heroic to your cause. Or you are incredibly stupid. I think the latter one is right. Now I'll ask you to pray for forgiveness.

The man made noises and his eyes were wide, "I cannah tawk wid yo guwn en mah mouf!!!"

"And I hardly care anymore, you are of no importance to me anymore" Zarkov muttered and pulled the trigger. The man collapsed and Zarkov holstered his pistol and took part of the prisoner's sleeve to wipe the blood of the saber and his face. Once the blood was wiped off Zarkov left the room.


A floor above, Jefferson shouted orders to move out...
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Somewhere at the Capital of Automaticz:

Aegypto Coral-Snake: I don't why we got sent here.
Coral-Snake: Well it's quite simple either we protect Automaticz from a Deadly Chemical Attack or we'll see Hordes of Dead People Soon.

*The Aegypto Coral-Snakes were sent to Automaticz to protect the King and the Capital from attacks*

Coral-Snake 1: Snake-5 you see anything?
Coral-Snake 5: I'm not seeing anything suspicious, I see a Van parking towards the Monarchy Building where the King is.
Coral-Snake 3: Well that's "suspicious".

*Coral-Snake Four whacks 3 on the head*

Coral-Snake 4: Shut it.
Coral-Snake 1: Hm, Van's can be used for Chemical Attacks target on him 5.
Coral-Snake 2: 2 here I see some guys with guns should I fire?
Coral-Snake 1: Negative I'll call in the Police for that. 5 see anything on the Van?
Coral-Snake 5: Not Really wait I some High-Ranking Officer looks like an Automaticz nothing suspi- Wait I see some movement on the Van it looks like- OH SH-

*An Explosion rocks the Monarchy Building*

Coral-Snake 1: Coral-Snake 5! What the Hell happened!?
Coral-Snake 5: *Coughs* The Van exploded! And that Officer is a Disguised Merc he's gonna kill the king!
Coral-Snake 1: Is it Chemical or not!?
Coral-Snake 5: NO! But it's a distraction for the security to check it!
Coral-Snake 1: Automaticz Command a Van exploded do not enter! Protect the king at all cost!
Command: Uh Roger that Coral-Snake.
Coral-Snake 4: Sir the Mercs and Anti-Penguinists are attack the Monarchy Building!
Coral-Snake 1: Alright then, Lock and Load men we got some Mercs to kick ass.

Coral-Snake 4: Tango down

*The Coral Snake Team are successfully wiping out every merc in their way*

Coral-Snake 1: 3 and 2 frag that door and breach.
Coral-Snake 3: Yes Sir

*The Team open the door threw in a flashbang and in a flash every Merc was dead*

Coral-Snake 1: Alright ASP is arriving at the scene they'll take care of the last of the Merc let's get out of here.

*The Coral-Snakes head to the roof where a UH-60 is picking them up.

ASP Officer: Hold it! Who the hell are you guys?
Coral-Snake 1: None One
ASP Officer: What do you mean no one? You’re somebody.
Coral-Snake 1: Sir we were never here and you will not know who we are.
ASP Officer: If you don't reveal yourself Ill-

*Coral-Snake 4 Knockouts the officer*

Coral-Snake 4: Sorry Sir we had to beat it out of him.
Coral-Snake 1: No Problem let's get out of here.

-On Ehlek Isle-
The old man looked at himself in the mirror- a solemn face, with grey hair, a neat beard and moustache, his hair carefully slicked back with a minimum amount of gel. Dressed completely in black- save for a long brown cape connected around the neck with a silver chain, it was obvious that this man had a refined taste. His hand was on a ceremonial saber, which he kept from his office days. "It is unbelievable how safe our country has been..." he though, looking at himself.
"Yan, are you ready? You wanted to arrive in Automaticz by 5:00 pm."
"I'm almost done. I just have to see the latest news on the situation in Owtopia."
"We are attending a funeral, and you still wish to make a state visit?"
He laughed.
Nevertheless, tensions erupted between the CIW and Automaticz soon after the nation reemerged, despite the nations being united against the common Mercenary threat. Sudooku planned to go to the funeral of the late King of Automaticz, representing the CIW. Both Sudooku and King Waddle were renowned members of their aristocracies.
"Count Sudooku, our plane is ready and packed with your and your wife's luggage," said an attendant.
"Very well, we shall be leaving soon."

-Somewhere in the capital of the Owtopian Remnants-
"How is the situation? We need our artillery to be in good shape- the Mercenaries have destroyed most equipment around their last stronghold," shouted General Philip Petin from his tank hatch.
"It is in a good shape, sir. The Engineers have managed to successfully destroy that roadblock and our sniper companies have cleared the road ahead," replied Captain Sam Maxilos
"This is better than I expected. Let's just hope there's no more ambushes so our Division Three of the Fourth CIW Army can safely arrive that the current hotspots. Good to see you come along with us General."
"Troop morale, Maxilos, is an important consideration any time. It's necessary that we support the soldiers who send on the battlefield. I see this personally."
The Division advances through the ruins.
"Ah! Communications are working again! The SpecOps Warg Tank battalion has already reached Aegypto forces it seems!" exclaimed Petin joyfully.
"Let's hope their luck reaches to us too!"
"Indeed," replied Petin. The aged General reminded himself of the many months his Army had brought through in the Cities of Aegypto, doing its very best to defend the civilian population. It was a silly war of attrition, as little had been achieved by CIW defense forces. At least, he though, after we have the Merc leader, all this will be over, and our troops can go home."

-In unknown Merc HQ-
Leader Merc: The King of Automaticz is dead- we left our mark there. Time to move to our next target- the mighty Confederacy of Independant Warlords.
Merc 1: What do you mean?
Leader Merc: I mean we assassinate their leaders! If we kill that Count Sudooku, think of the chaos the country would enter!
Merc 2: He is ex-Head of State and a national hero...
Merc 1: Why not Vayzon?
Merc 3: Look at our now-gone Stalinist associates, the DPCU. They tried already to assassinate Vayzon AND Grevious. Failures. And we were so close at plunging the country into chaos too.
Leader Merc: Agreed. Meeting closed

Silvadian forces have moved in on the Mercenaries’ flank. The armor column's mobile artillery have begun barrages of suspected targets and the infantry are begging to clear buildings.

Captain Redas and his platoon moved down the street systematically. The point man would kick a door down and then a flash bang grenade would be tossed in. After that the group would rush in.

"General Jarold, this is Captain Redas of the 57th Airborne, my detachment has been making a movement towards the mercenary flank. We currently have sustained over 45% casualties and have no confirmed number on KIAs for the enemy. I’m requesting the 7th Special Ops platoon relieves us... My men have been pushed past their limits and we cannot continue forward for much longer. Over." Redas requested over the radio.

"Captain, this is Jarold. Situation understood, a fresh unit will be sent to replace you. You will be getting R and R by tomorrow."
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Silvadian News-

Reports are showing that multiple units fighting the Mercenaries have been on the front for too long. More Silvadian forces are being sent in. The 81st Infantry has begun transit to the Silvadian staging area early today.

*El-Armana the Capital of Aegypto*

Prime Minister. Mustafa Sedki: What the Hell!! Why is the government of Automaticz are wanting one of my best SpecOps just because those people were knocked out!?!? They Saved the King's ass!

Agent Fatah: I know that sir but the government is mixed up and it is Communist, I don't think those bastards don't believe a single damn thing of us saving them.

Mustafa: You're right about that those guys aren't dead anyway damn Automaticz and their low budget health. Get me the King I'll tell him the truth.

*In Owtopia*
News: Heavy Fighting continues through the night as the push to the Nuke Anti-Air and fire light the night.
Command: Lt. Sabri, A CIW Tank codename "Hammerhead" is stuck in a bog as Mercs are killing them get there and get that Tank out of the Bog
Lt. Sabri: Yes Sir we're only Half a Klick away
Lt. Sabri: Alpha Company’s Tank is stuck half a klick away from here we gotta hustle move!
Sgt. Reza: Move it, Move it!

*Chariot-3 Advances to the stuck tank all of sudden Heavy Machine Gun fire bursts onto the soldiers*

Sgt. Reza: Ambush! Ambush!
Pvt. Atef: Contact Left! Contact Right!
Lt. Sabri: Get some cover from that building!

*The team is being pounded by gun fire while CIW Air Cavalry hover over them*

Lt. Sabri: Hammerhead we're being ambushed! How long can you stand!?
CIW Soldier: We can hold it but get here ASAP!

"Nearby Aegypto and CIW forces, be advised. We are coming in from the east to support you guys. This is Silvadian Task Force Condor. Jefferson out." Sgt. Major Jefferson radioed to the Coalition forces.
"Sgt. Turin! What’s the status of third platoon?" Jefferson radioed.

"Meeting some resistance along alley way 46, and light casualties." The sgt replied.

"Alright, cover us while we move to support our friends. Platoons 2, 4, and 5 with me. The rest of you support 3." Jefferson ordered.

86 Silvadian troops moved quickly to help support the allied units.

Merc Soldier: Sir I've intercepted a radio transmission from Aegypto HQ they think this is our HQ and they're gonna Fuel Air Bomb it soon.

*As Nigh Descends on the war-torn Capital City of Owtopia the battle gets fierce*

Mehmad: *Sighs* Alright
*Mehmad calls in another merc*
Merc: Yes Sir?

*A CIW Air Cavalry is seen in the horizon as AA Guns fire desperately at the Calvary*

Mehmad: Please take my documents to the lowest level near here is the nuke also there?
Merc: Yes Sir the nuke is there but unstable
Mehmad: I don't care. Take these documents there we need to settle over at that level so we won't get obliterated by a bomb.

*A pair of two Merc MiGs are seen in the sky having a dogfight with Aegypto Fighters and fail*

Merc: Sir what about these documents, and the MOABS?
Mehmad: Once the bomb hits these documents conceal about every faction we helped them and our trading plans.

*A Silvado B-17 makes a carpet bomb on a heavy protected Merc front however more Mercs show up*

Mehmad: And the MOABS will hit Automaticz once that happens the Anti-Penguinists will attack. Now let's get out of here.

*Mehmad and the Mercs evacuate the building and reach to the lowest levels in a palace which is heavily protected once they reached to the place, an Aegypto Fighter makes a Fuel Air Bomb Strike obliterating the building*

"Aegypto Chariot-3, we see your position! This is Jefferson. We are going to raid the position to the right. Hold fire towards your right, understood?" Jefferson began as his detachment snuck behind the Mercs.

"Alright we'll attack there flanks and clear the position, 5th platoon is on anti tank detail." Jefferson ordered, watch your fire too."

The men signaled their acknowledgements and loaded their weapons.
"Chariot-3, I advise you get some cover just in case of stray bullets. Jefferson out."


The Task Force Condor detachment fixed bayonets and rushed the enemy position. The Silvadians had the element of surprise. By the time the Mercs sorted out the confusing odds were against them.

"Detachment report!" Jefferson ordered after the raid.

"2nd Platoon- 1 wounded."
"4th Platoon- 2 dead and one wounded"
"5th Platoon- Perfectly fine, sir. Moving in to your position."

"Good, 3rd through 8 platoon fall in from position." Jefferson ordered then changed channels.
"Aegypto Chariot 3, we have your right flank secured for now, we'll be moving out in 10 minutes. Jefferson out." Jefferson radioed to the Aegypto units.

"Sir, I think 3rd, 6th, and 7th are having issues..." a soldier said.

"3rd Platoon, report." Jefferson commanded.
*No response*

"Again, 3rd Platoon, what's the sit-rep?" Jefferson asked again.

"This is Pvt. Gotan! They're everywhere!!! 6th Platoon is moving towards you and 7th will be on their way in two minutes, they have had light casualties. Over." The radioed cracked, “There is armor and lots of infantry attacking! We have been- *Explosion overpowers voice* in this building. 3rd Platoon has suffered heavy casualties and we are unable to move- *Scream heard in the background followed by another explosion* your position sir. Sgt. Turin has been killed."

"Gotan! Can you get those who can survive that out of there?" Jefferson asked.

"Negative, the Mercs will swarm us. *another Silvadian soldier heard yelling "Merc armor two blocks east, INCOMING!!" Explosion follows* Sir, they are knocking at our door here! We have had 70% KIA. We cannot hold. Fortify your position, over! Fortify your position!" The radio screamed, "*Silvadian soldier heard yelling "Sh*t they took over the lobby! Turn and engage!"* Sir, its-" *Gunshots and screams heard, static and silence followed. Eventually foreign language can be heard.*

"3rd Platoon, come in!" Jefferson called then cursed. He got back on the radio, "Aegypto Chariot-3, be advised Merc forces are coming in from the east, full strength!" Jefferson switched channels and radioed Silvadian 3rd Armored, "3rd Armored, this is Task Force Condor, we are at location 7289 on your map, we have Aegypto forces to our left and a large Merc force closing in on us from the East! Can you move in to intercept?"

"Negative, we are bogged down here at position 5867. We are at least 10 blocks south of you. We have an ambush of our own here. Sorry." The radio responded.

"Sir, 6th and 7th Platoon are here...8th is MIA right now..." Lt. Dremand reported, "We're gonna be in for a fight..."

Lt. Sabri: GET THAT BUILDING UNDER FIRE!!!! Screamed Lt. Sabri as the team is being pinned down by heavy fire
Sgt. Reza: Sir! There's a stair case down here we can ambush them here!

*Half of the team make the way to the stairs and eliminate almost every Merc in there way with Night Vision Goggles and Silenced M-16's*

Lt. Sabri: Squad Two give us cover to distract them! Reza you go with Hussein upstairs!

*As Reza and Hussein make their way upstairs but a Merc takes down Hussein but gets shot by Reza*

FC-Pvt. Hussein: "Thanks I owe you one Reza" as he gets up
Lt. Sabri: Reza! Team Two is distracting them take them out now!

*A huge burst of fire from the hidden soldiers kills all of the soldiers in the floor but go downstairs to link up the tank*

FC-Pvt Hussein: Holy hell Lt. check this out an Advanced Heavy Machine Gun I wonder who this Mercs trade?
Lt. Sabri: Doesn't Matter get on the Gun Reza get over-
Aegypto Soldier: SIR! Enemy Helos and Armored Heading this way!
Lt. Sabri: Damn. Pvt. Abdullah use that stinger
to take out those Hinds.
Pvt. Abdullah: Yes Sir right away!

*But as Abdullah just before fires and stray bullet kills him instantly*

Sgt. Reza: Abdullah's down!
Lt. Sabri: Reza get the Stinger and fire! We'll cover you!

*Reza fires Stingers at the Hinds and Mi-17's and after a huge battle of Air the Hinds and Mi-17's were taken out until Armored Vehicles arrive dropping off troops but the Vehicles were blasted by Anti-Tank Rockets the soldiers were slaughtered by Hussein who was wielding the gun*

Command: Be advise Sabri, We just got word that more units are coming towards your position fall back now.
Lt. Sabri: Yes Sir! Team more units are coming we have to fell back the highway is the next location we an meet up with the Tank and the Silvadian Soldiers.
Sgt. Reza: HUSSEEIIN!! GET OFF THE MACHINE GUN WE'RE FALLING BACK!!!!!!

*The Team under heavy fire by Mercs escape to the highway running to link up with the tank before it gets overrun*

- High in the sky, near Crazy Gauls-
Count Yan Sudooku put aside the Japanese puzzle he was working on. He couldn't remember the name, but it began with an S...
"Vayzon beat off assassination with sheer will and now by always wearing bulletproof armor..." thought the Count. He chuckled at that. "Grevious beat off assassination with an AK-47, his grandfather's sword and Kardas Dragon breath... These Merc tactics seem to be a damn lot like the DPCU in the Civil War..." Sudooku decided not to dwell anymore on the subject. After all, he was attending a funeral in Automaticz. He looked at his wife, Allana. How beautiful she was! They had married 32 years ago and her eyes still hadn't changed!
Sudooku picked up the phone of his private plane. After scrolling down the quick-call numbers, he came across Quinn's. For an inexplicable reason, the Sudooku felt compelled to call him.
"Are you nervous, Yan?" asked Sudooku's wife.
"Yes actually, I don't know why though."
"Was it from last time you flew?"
Sudooku's mind whizzed back to Karadas. In the Civil War, his previous plane lost its tail because a DPCU guerrilla had tried to assassinate him by destroying his plane while he was landing. Due to poor accuracy, the Count barely made it alive, though unharmed.
"Not exactly Allana. I have the feeling something terrible will happen."
Looking at the telephone again, he decided to call Quinn. Vayzon had given him the telephone numbers of all IN leaders. Just in case you know, he was told. He pressed the green button. After some silence, Sudooku began with: "Good day President Montego."

-In the ruins of the Owtopian capital-
Division 3 of the 4th CIW Army advanced through the ruins. Petin was still with them, as the Mercs had cut them off from a safe way that had just been cleared.
"We lost communications again!" exclaimed General Petin. "GPS here is malfunctioning! Does anyone here have one whose batteries still function?"
Captain Maxilos took out his. It worked for only a few seconds before it fizzled out. "Sorry sir", he said.
General Petin adjusted his hat. The Hero of Hahli they called him, due to his successful defense of the city of Hahli, in the Civil War. Incredibly old for his job, he was one of the last experts in trench warfare.
Taking out his binoculars, he surveyed the immediate surroundings. "Mercenaries seem to all be moving to-" he glanced at his compass- "westward. We seem to be south of a large force." "Captain, order chase to that group! We'll flank 'em!"
"Yes sir!" replied Maxilos.
"General sir, it seems the Mercenaries are moving toward friendly troops! From Silvado!" yelled a Private.
"According to the insignia, this appears to be the 5th Platoon from Silvado," mused Petin. "Maxilos! We need to hurry up otherwise those people will be obliterated!"

San Salvacion Castle-

"Mr. President, phone call." Guard Fansaw announced as he walked into the President's makeshift office. It was a nice little place. Stone walls with pictures a fancy rug. The desk was a huge mastercrafted oak desk that dated back to a century and a half ago. There were stained glass windows and a beautiful of San Martin. The castle rested on a foothill overlooking the city.
Years ago before the presidency and during the Silvadian Civil War Quinn was stationed on this same hill... Despite the bloodshed he saw here, he felt at peace returning to the grounds.

"Thank you, Fansaw." Quinn said and picked up his phone and recognized the accent, "Good day Count Sudooku. How may I help you?"

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Front Lines Task Force Condor position-


"Why are those Aegyptos leaving?" Jefferson asked out loud, "Where the hell can they run to? The mercs are everywhere. We're gonna need to figure stuff out..."

"Command! This is Task Force Condor, we need re-enforcements ASAP! Repeat send help to our location!" Jefferson radioed.

"Negative TFC, all nearby Silvadian units are engaged at the current moment, and we are having difficulties communicating to the Coalition. Hold position until further notice." Command responded.


"Sir! There are tanks moving up from behind us!" 5th platoon leader, Sgt. Wnedt, shouted, "They look like CIW forces!"

Jefferson sighed, "Thank god... Alright 2nd, 4th, 7th platoons advanced to that courtyard to the north and secure a perimeter. Those vehicles need some room to move around."

"Understood." The leaders replied.

*Several men duck for cover as a Merc tank shot rips off a section of the wall*

----
Task Force Condor, 8th Platoon. Position- In an attic 8 blocks Northeast of Jefferson and the rest of TFC-

"Hey Sgt. Tenwane, something's going awry outside." Pvt. Ashton whispered as he glanced out the window, "There are large amounts of them Mercs moving out there. I count 13 tanks, 50 or more infantry moving past us. Have we been able to fix that radio yet?"

Just about a half an hour ago 8th Platoon was ordered to Jefferson's position, but they got lost after stumbling into a Merc patrol. after a quick fire fight a Merc bullet hit the platoon's radio and severely damaged it.

"Nope, just sit tight here. Once things cool down we'll back track and meet up with the rest of TFC."
------

*As Chariot-3 runs to the highway another CIW Air Calvary is in the sky but Anti-Air fire on them and much of the highway has been blown off but it still can reach to the tank*

Lt. Sabri: TCF, I don't see any Mercs here maybe all of them are going to other Fronts if we see tank pull out of this section.
TCF Lieutenant: Understood but hurry up they just keep coming!

*Two Aegypto MiG-29's fly overhead the squad and drop Napalms to slow down the Mercs*

Lt. Sabri: Hold on! Command the highway has been blown off here but maybe it can lead down to the tank.

Command: Maybe it can but be careful those Mercs that you were in that route are right behind you.

*A pair of Silvadian UH-60s fly overhead maybe to send in more men to help the TCF*

Fc-Pvt. Hussein: I see two BMPs over there they don't see us maybe we can call in a strike*?
Lt. Sabri: That's Good, I tell HQ

*A few minutes later a Surgical Strike wipes out all of the Mercs in the street*

Lt. Sabri: Hammerhead, What’s your status?
Hammerhead: We can't take much more of this I'm down to my last mag and more are coming. WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!?!?
Lt. Sabri: Hold On we're almost there!

*The Squad passes through the Underpass and reach to the tank which the Silvadians are barely holding it*

Lt. Sabri: Hammerhead, We're here are still good?
Hammerhead: There's just the four of the Silvadians left but the tank is still okay!
Hammerhead Driver: Sabri, This is Hammerhead the gun's jammed but we can use the Chain Gun.
Lt. Sabri: Alright Chariot-3 protect the northern approach until Reinforcements arrive. TCF we've reached the tank! Pull out now!

Local Coalition forces, this is Angel 4." The UH-60 pilot radioed, "We are providing sniper and minigun cover.

"Understood Angel 4. Chose a good time to show up. Now see that building about a block north, west side of the street, and has the flag hanging in front of it? Some of our Merc buddies are calling it home so go have some fun with it." Jefferson said.

"Understood." The pilot announced at the helicopter pivoted so a minigun was facing the building. Thousands of minigun rounds sprayed the building. Windows shattered and holes formed in the wall. Shortly after the spray, a TFC soldier launched a rocket into the weakened wall, causing the front end of it to crumble.

"TFC unit, this is command, secure a perimeter for a CH-53. The chopper will have supplies in it. Hold your position."

"Understood command." Jefferson said and switched channels, "TFC, hold your ground!"


"Sir, Chariot 3 is on the radio." Stone informed Jefferson.
Jefferson nodded and took the radio.

"Negative, Chariot 3. We have orders to hold position. Where did you go?"

----

Pvt. Gotan looked up and saw movement. Aegypto soldiers were by his position. Pain filled his body and blood soaked his coat and body armor.

"H-a-elp! Help! MEDIC!" He shouted hoping the Aegyptos would hear his shouts.

Lt. Sabri: Negative Angel 4 you must retreat from the position.
Angel-4: Sorry Chariot-3 our orders
Lt. Sabri: Damn it Angel-4 the second those Mercs come slaughtering your position we're not helping out!
*The radio cuts as the Team defend the tank from being overrun by mercs*

Pvt. Gotan: Help! Help!

*Gotan is a few yards from the site although nobody can hear him yell Fc-Pvt. Hussein takes an eye on him*

Pvt-Fc. Hussein: Sir! There's an injured Silvadian over there we gotta help him!
Sgt. Sabri; Alright, Reza you go with Hussein, Atef, and Nareib to help that soldier.

*The team rush to the solider only to see that he was part of the team trying to rescue Hammerhead but was ambushed leaving the rest of the Silvadians to Protect the tank*

Pvt. Atef: ENEMY FIRE GET DOWN!

*The team ducks as heavy machine gun fires upon the team only a few meters from Gotan*

Sgt. Reza: Hey Soldier! What's your Name!?
Pvt. Gotan: Private Gotan sir!
Sgt. Reza: Alright Gotan don't die yet, do you have a smoke?
Pvt. Gotan: A few but I can't feel my arms from the pain.
Sgt. Reza: Alright I'm gonna come over there get that smoke grenade and we'll take you to a safe spot!

*Sgt. Reza signals the team to distract the mercs fire as Reza rushes to the soldier takes his grenades and in a few minutes the area is in smoke, the team then carries Gotan to a safe building to aide him from his wounds*

Medic. Nareib: Damn, this guy has bullet wounds all over his arms, legs, and body and he's still alive
Sgt. Reza: Alright Atef you stay with Nareib to protect this area I'll bring some more men to help you I'm gonna help the tank.

*Sgt. Reza rushes from whizzing bullets and explosions meeting with Lt. Sabri who are beating the Mercs in the battle*

Hammerhead: Hot Damn!
*Hammerhead blows up a building full of Mercs and machine gun fire as the tank rolls out of the area*

Hammerhead: Lt. Sabri the Wizard is in the Oz we just worked our Gun and Tracks we still need repairs from the engineers to make improvements on the tank over
Lt. Sabri: Roger that, Alright Chariot-3 we need to make defensive positions here and here until those engineers show up so let's hurry up and join the fight.

-In the ruins of the Owtopian capital-
Gen. Petin: Defensive perimeter! Center near front! We need to be ready for link-up with the Silvadians!

Cpt. Maxilos (through walkie-talkie): “Commander Tanma! All tanks charge-trample until they reach Silvado forces! Move fast and the Silvadians can be saved! Sergeant! I want all units split up into highly mobile task-forces! I want Fireblasts supported by a sniper, ATR, Engineer *large explosion interrupts*, Airshots and one Earthburst!”

CIW Sgt: “All Cordaks protect artillery and the General’s tank!”

The battle was on. Soon, hoped Petin, the Mercenary army would be crushed between Silvado forces in the front and CIW troops in the rear.

Gen. Petin (through comm.): All battalions! Attempt encirclement! May all the divine powers be with us today. *Merc heli shot down by ATR* Don’t worry, we’ll get them.

Pvt. Sarda: Sir! Merc commandos have assaulted our left flank! *rocket whistle* We can’t hold’ em! We need forces relocated or- aaaagh! *Merc shoots Sarda*

Tank Driver Idris: General Petin! I see Mercs assaulting our left flank!

Gen. Petin: Blast them! We need to support those squads before they’re overrun!

Cpt. Maxilos (through walkie-talkie): This is Captain Maxilos! General Petin, we are engaged with Merc rear! Wait- General! Those commandoes are approaching the center! They seem to be advancing to- *Mercs light nearby oil spill*

All Petin remembered of the moments after Maxilos’ transmission was interrupted were foreign voices yelling and footsteps on the metal of the tank…

"Sir, they're getting ambushed!" Stone yelled to Jefferson and pointed to the CIW forces.

After Jefferson turned, he wished he hadn't...
"TFC, TURN AND ENGAGE! HELP THE CIW OUT!" Jefferson shouted before shooting two mercs walking on a tank, "6, 7, and 4th platoon, keep this position."

The soldiers charged, bayonets fixed. The battered TFC detachment would be able to give the tankers some time to reorganize, but if it was too late for the tankers, the TFC unit would be gone too.

"Tango down!" Soldiers reported as the unit rushed. The Commissar was already at the tanks. His sword flashing down on to helpless mercs, and his pistol barking at the ones out of reach.

"This is Sgt. Major Jefferson of Silvadian Task Force Condor to nearby CIW tank column. Check your fire we are cleansing your area of the mercs, make sure no more sneak up on us. Over." Jefferson quickly radioed as the TFC began attempting to secure the first tank. A fire had been lit by the mercs just before and it proved to be an obstacle. Jefferson wasn't even near it, but he could feel it...

"TFC to Silvadian 3rd Armored, what's your position?" Jefferson radioed, hoping for support.

"Jefferson, we are to your Southeast facing fierce resistance. Give us an hour or two." The response came.

The TFC were holding out for now, but how much more could they take?

*As Dawn emerges the Coalition seem to have the upper hand*

Fc-Pvt. Hussein: Reza! Get out of the line of fire!

*Even though the tank is fixed the mercs seem to be attacking the team to ambush the TCF as they're fighting the main force*

Lt. Sabri: Reza! We lost contact with, Atef, Nareib, Abul, Mohammed, and Hosni they we're protecting that Silvadian Troop last night and if the Mercs get him we'll lose our men and him to interrogation! Hussein! Aziz! Follow him we'll be fine!

*The three man group dash to the last known location of where the soldiers were avoiding bullets, RPGS, and grenades*

Cpl. Aziz: Get Down, Get Down! I see the men but they are in some hellfire we have to find a safe location to meet them with*

*The group finds a sewer passage that could lead them to a safe location for meeting up with the soldiers*

Sgt. Reza: Sergeant Mohammed! This is Reza we found a sewer passage that could lead to a safe location to link up with Chariot-3 can you compromise over!

Sgt. Mohammed: Atef and Abul are dead but were all okay the soldier can walk we'll move to your position!

*10 minutes later the team link up with the soldiers in a warehouse where none of mercs do not where they are*

Sgt. Reza: Alright let's link up with the team, Gotan can you walk?

Pvt. Gotan: I can walk fine but I can't carry a weapon

Sgt. Reza: Works for us alright let's find Sabri and his team.

-In the ruins of the Owtopian capital-
- General Petin knew what he had to do. The minute the Mercenary commando opened his tank hatch, he drew his pistol, and promptly shot him in the chest. "Bugger off!" he shouted. Taking his cane and putting his hat on it, he raised it as a ruse for the other Mercenaries. -

- “That was a close one,” thought captain Maxilos as he hid behind a structure more rubble than wall. “I wonder how if the General understood… did he even get the message? My walkie-talkie was one of the objects left during the lighting of that oil spill…”
“Sir, look at that!”
“Wha-?” –

- “Better to have no bullets left and a torn cap than be dead,” thought Philip Petin as he surveyed the immediate surroundings. The attempted Mercenary assault on Petin, to bring the force into disarray, was a catastrophe. Petin even surprised himself at his marksmanship; something he thought was long gone.
“Let’s get back to business Idris.”
“Yes sir- sir, this is Lieutenant Tanma. He says the tank column brought the Merc center into chaos and they have linked up with the Silvadians. 1 tank destroyed, 2 severely damaged. 8 sustained moderate damage.”
“ Good. Wait… Idris, is that man there laying against a rubble wall reloading his pistol with his squad under assault our dear Captain Maxilos?”
“Yes sir.”
“Time to find some action Idris. I’ve done enough shooting for now.” –

“Dammit!” yelled Maxilos. “If we don’t take out that darn mortar there, we’re screwed!”
“Captain! If this firewall doesn’t get extinguished soon it is impossible to advance!”
“We’ll be blown to smithereens then!” yelled Maxilos, shooting in vain at the Mercenary manning the mortar. Where’d they get the oil from, he thought.
“These guys are persistent- no ammo? Craptacular- this innovation will be *mortar blasts roof of nearby structure* - death of us. *tank shell whizzes 1 meter above his head* WHAT!? Mercs are on our rear?!”
“Sir! No! It’s Petin’s tank! That shell saved us!” –

- “Maxilos! If we do not find a way around, this plan could fail!” shouted Petin from his tank. “left flank has managed to block enemy’s west! If we push around the Mercs with Silvado help *Engineers destroy building and light infantry charges through rubble* we can get a pincer and obliterate the encircled force!”
“We need to notify the Silvadoes of this, but our radio just went dead,” continued Tank Driver Idris. “If your squad gets to the Silvado side, we can successfully turn this in our favor!”
Maxilos grabbed a Mercenary AK-47 from the ground. “Roger that”

-In Automaticz-
My name is Kirop. I am a Mercenary. This journal is to record my mission according to protocol. Objective: sneak to Automaticz king funeral and assassinate Count Yan Sudooku of the Confederacy of Independant Warlords.
-Entry 1-
Landed on Automaticz shores. Sniper rifle disassembled so as to fool customs officials. Got hotel near eventual funeral. Now the waiting begins…

[Kardas]

Jefferson and his men quickly took up defensive positions along the street. He, Commissar Zarkov, and the CIW's Lt. Tanma were gathered over a map. Jefferson secretly hoped the Commissar wasn't too scary to the Lieutenant. Not many can get used to Zarkov's presence...

"So... We can't get radio contact with the rest of the CIW... A resupply chopper will be coming soon for us, so we need this perimeter secured. From there I suggest we hold the line and after resupply, advance along that side street before hitting the right flank." Zarkov plotted. He pulled a Silvadian cigar and lit it, "Now, what about casualties? The resupply chopper can handle what we have now, how many casualties in your mob, Tanma?"

Jefferson nodded, "Yeah good idea, Commissar. But what if we move through that ally that runs north, parallel to their left flank?"

The officers quickly duck as a mercenary sniper opens up. Jefferson hears screaming across the street and the wind is knocked out of him.

"Medic!" A soldier screamed repeatedly. Corporal Tyrstow was hit in the leg and bleeding badly. Private Carlton was dead. More casualties... Jefferson was shocked at the cost of the mission.

"Tanma, could you get your men covering that corner there and keep trying to get in contact with your unit? My 2nd Platoon will cover you while you move then cover the opposite side of the street. The rest of TFC will secure a LZ for our choppers. Get your dead and wounded ready." Jefferson said quickly the turned to where his men were scattered, "Someone get that sniper!"

Lt. Sabri: Sgt. Reza this is Sabri where are you we need to help the TCF before they get overwhelmed.

Sgt. Reza: Um there's a wall blocking the path and we have mercs shooting at us, bottom line: We're gonna die.

Hammerhead: You do know that there is an Abrams here? Stand Back.

*The M1 Abrams blasts the area of where the wall is and in a few minutes the team comes out with mercs but are slaughtered by the chain gun*

Sgt. Reza: Well that was very loud
Lt. Sabri: Yes but fun

Command: Uh, Chariot-3 your near to the TCF position in fact you’re in a secret backway of where the mercs are fighting with.

Lt. Sabri: Hammerhead let's give those mercs a little surprise

*The team positioned themselves reload their weapons Pvt. Gotan stayed in a safe spot with a few soldiers due to his wounds*

Hammerhead: Knock, Knock

*A HEAT Shell blasts through the area with the team breaking behind the lines and killing the mercs while being distracted by the TCF*

Zarkov: Holy Sh!t it's the Aegyptos listen we're on the other side so we'll take care of frontmen you take care of the snipers and gunners.

Lt. Sabri: Machine-Gunner on the left get an AT on him, Sniper on the roof Hammerhead blow the building up! We have to sandwich the mercs with the TCF!

*Hammerhead blowing up everything in its path including BMPS and Buildings*

Sgt. Reza: I'm going link up with the TCF! Hussein follow me!

*Just as he meets up a lone merc nearly stabs him but before Reza's Near Death a headshot from Zarkov saves Reza's Life making Reza jaw dropped*

Zarkov: TCF Tactics you'll get used to it" And pats on Reza's back.

Fc-Pvt. Hussein: Looks like the mercs are retreating

*With the Mercs retreating closer to the Leader's Palace the rest of the team meets up with TCF*

Jefferson: Good to see you guys looks like Mehmad is going to make a final stand.

Zarkov: An Aegypto eh? Never seen any of you Aegyptos except when I worked with the Coral-Snakes

Sgt. Reza: Yeah well get used to it.

Aero-5: Hey boys glad to see again we just got word that Mehmad's Final Stand is ready so every Merc with any gun is protecting the last front so it's a few more miles and we can all get this over with.

Lt. Sabri: Thank god it's you we just saved TCF from a Warzone

Aero-6: Well at least you saved their ass TCF will be joining you so Jefferson, Zarkov get on Aero-6 you'll be joining with Aero-5 to take down Mehmad. Tanma what's your position over?

Lt. Tanma: The CIW Air Calvary cleared out the path I got some tanks meeting you up.

Aero-6: Alright Hammerhead you meet up with Tanma the rest of you guys get on 5 and I.

In the ruins of the Owtopian capital:
Cpt. Maxilos
Maxilos' squad advanced through the building destroyed by the late Merc mortar.
Cpt. Maxilos: (surveys battlefield) There is the Silvado side... wait! A sniper? Drat, this'll complicate things. Come on men!
The squad advances to some wall leftovers.
Cpt. Maxilos: sniper, can you get him?
Sniper Vamprah: No worries. I can get him, but he can't get me... a beautiful thing, this Icecrack rifle. I'll need a slight diversion though, to ensure he'll stay right there.
Maxilos: Roger that. Engineer! Can you collapse that building with a frag?
Engineer Icarax: yes sir.
Maxilos: good *Petin's artillery bombards faraway Merc position* let's move! fast! Quick advance!
Maxilos & light infantry emerge, rapidly firing their Fireblast automatic rifles. The Engineer manages to collapse the building. The Merc Sniper looks up surprised one moment, and then is no more.
Sniper Vamprah: done and done
Maxilos: Good... Wait, I see those elite-looking Silvadians in trouble (Aegypto saved’ em already, but this occurs before Maxilos gets there). Move men!
The squad quickly covers ground. they are nearly there before they hear a familiar tank blast.
Pvt Gavla: Was that-
Maxilos: yeah.
Maxilos peeks above the rubble.
Maxilos: Aegyptos and a CIW tank? Now that's the oddest thing I've seen here yet! Say, where are the Silvadoes?
Zarkov: Over here.
Maxilos: Excellent. Captain Maxilos. Fourth CIW Army, Division 3. I'm carrying a message for General Philip Petin, who's been stuck with us since the Mercs cut off our rear...

Lt. Tanma
Lt Tanma: That's a CIW tank alright. Who's in there?
Hammerhead: Code name Hammerhead sir.
Tanma: This is Lieutenant Tanma. Armored brigade of Fourth CIW army. We're currently with Division 3. General Petin's with us.
Hammerhead: Philip Petin?
Tanma: sure thing. He's supposed to be at High Command, but he chose to go with us for a while. And has been since the Mercs cut us off from High Command
Aero-6: Alright Hammerhead you meet up with Tanma the rest of you guys get on 5 and I.
Tanma: Roger that. Now what do we do?
CIW tank commander: Sir! It's Captain Maxilos over there! Near the TFC!
Tanma: Maxilos? Why's he here?! Must be carrying a message. I'll inform Jefferson and we'll hear him out.

-Automaticz Capital-
Count Sudooku
"Yan," asked Allana after they stepped out of the plane, "why did you call Montego on the plane?"
The Count stroked his beard. "The funeral was on my mind," answered Count Sudooku. "Something told me... something isn't right. I also asked him if he's attending."
"What comes first- the funeral or the state visit?"
"The funeral of Pengu II naturally. We get to the hotel in a bulletproof limousine and there we'll freshen up before departing to the funeral. State business can wait until the new King of Automaticz is prepared."

Merc Elite Sniper Kirop
-Entry 2-
Looked at my rifle today. What irony, smuggled out of the CIW, and no one knows about it. That Icecrack is good craftsmanship I have to admit. Even in good shape after the desert sands of Aegypto. You can even still see the rusty brown logo of Avak Industries. Anyways, Merc intelligence informed me the Count has landed. Funeral will begin in a couple hours time so I better get going. Saw a limousine a time ago. Could be him. But I have time. The funeral will show. And when he's dead, I will enjoy hearing the CIW military leadership in Owtopia crumble when they hear the news...

Automaticz Today
- Tomorrow the Long Awaited funeral of our great leader King Pengu II Will be held, it is hoped that many world leaders will attend, after the funeral Automaticz citizens may pay their respects to the late king at a memorial that will be unveiled by our current king shortly after the funeral. We have been told that very tough security is in place, we can release all the details for obvious reasons but some are,
There will be a roadblock around the funeral place, cars coming in will be searched and they must be going to the funeral... all other cars that refuse to go away and still try to get in will be *cough* disposed of *cough*
There will be very, very tough military security around the building and around the city, even beyond the road block. A military helicopter will also be circling.
Undercover Police will be situated around the building.
People will be once more searched when they enter the building.
The patrols will be stepped up in the capital where the funeral will be held to capture any mercs or threats to the funeral before the funeral even begins.
The funeral will be broadcasted on State TV, right here. A book of condolences has also been opened.
Weather,
- A gloomy day around all of Automaticz.

"This is not public, right?" Quinn asked as he boarded a government plane, not the Presidential plane.

"That's right sir. It'll be a shock. You also have to wear Kevlar under your suit." A body guard replied, "We have arranged unmarked vehicles. The Automaticz leaders will know you, but most of the people probably won't recognize you until halfway through the service."

Quinn nodded. It was a solid plan. And he was cowering away in the castle.
"Is it really a good idea for all the leaders to be at the same place simultaneously?" Quinn asked as he gazed the plane window, "A three kill attack could turn the tide of the war..."

"The Mercs are too busy for that kind of job, Mr. President. We'll be fine. Plus the Silvadian Presidential Guard is here." Another guard said with a smile.

With in the next few hours the plane had landed and the Silvadians were on their way to the funeral. They drove in bullet proof vehicles that had different colors. The Presidential guard did not wear they're dress uniforms, but still looked respectful in fancy suits. The guards also only carried 9mm pistols on them. The assault rifles would be locked in the cars.

---------------
Jefferson and the TCF cheered as Coalition units moved in. The battle was turning.

"Alright, TFC hitch a ride with the Coalition units! We're moving out! Stone, report the news to the rest of our units. Was the 3rd's status?" Jefferson ordered and inquired as he commanded his men.

"General Jarold is happy for us, he says the 3rd Armored is ahead of us and to the right, they've managed to break through. They have had heavy casualties though, S.A.F has had them covered by the flyboys constantly for the past two days." Stone replied.

It was good news to an extent. But there was no time for stopping.

Automaticz, the capital
Wearing an elegant comfortable black suit, a dark brown cape with a silver chain, and a ceremonial saber, Count Yan Sudooku stepped in the bulletproof limousine with his wife.
"Vayzon hasn't changed a bit," thought the Count, "he can get so unbelievably hysteric at times, it is actually funny. He did make a good point though, begging me to wear a bulletproof vest. If it weren't for his charisma and eccentricity he would have lost in the elections long ago."
Allana surveyed the program for the funeral. "Yan, did you know the funeral isn't in an open air situation?"
"Interesting- I've never been to one like that before. Then again, I've never been to one where half the attendants will be short, black and white." He laughed. He was looking forward to the occasion, if it weren't for the burial of Automaticz royalty.
"Yan?"
"Yes?"
"Do you think there will be a Mercenary attack?"
"According to the security- far too risky. Besides, I'm retired. Why would they want me?" The Count ran his hand through his silver hair. "If anything happens, remember I love you."
"You said the exact same thing when you assumed power more than 20 years ago."

Sudooku would later recount this occasion as one of the few joyful ones on that day.

In the ruins of the Owtopian capital
Looking through his binoculars out of his tank hatch, wearing a rather bullet-riddled cap, General Petin observed Coalition forces movements.
"It appears Tanma's tanks have arrived at the point." He magnified the spot. "Indeed, there is our 2nd Platoon. Maxilos' message on the pincer formation has arrived. Excellent. Come Idris; let us go to the other side. Then we can effectively smash that Mercenary army. And besides, I wish to meet the other Coalition commanders."
Leaving the artillery forces to be commanded by the officer Sidorak, the General's tank left for what was soon to be the rear of the pincer formation. The Mercs didn't even seem to realize what was going on.

President Montego was quiet as the car rode up to the site for the funeral. There were so many people... As his car stopped, Quinn's discreet entourage of body guards stepped out of the vehicle. To the average person it appeared that a foreign noble group was exiting the vehicles, but the other officials had to have recognized Montego. Montego slowly stepped out of the car and adjusted his black sport coat then fixed his tie, making sure he looked respectful. Montego even waited patiently to sign the condolences book. And after leaving a thoughtful message to the late king he moved to where he saw Count Sudooku and his wife.

"Hello Count Sudooku, glad to see you." Quinn greeted appropriately and turned to the countess to greet her before turning back to Sudooku, "Sad to see such a great leader go... Did you sign the condolence book?"

----

Owtopia-

A heavily guard column of Silvadian vehicles rushed towards the front line. All three of Silvado's active regiments were surging forward. General Jarold and his staff struggled to keep up. He was optimistic though, the Coalition was all together and cooperating quite admirably.

"Have the 57th mount up and land at their rear, make sure they have sufficient air cover as well. Also tell the 3rd to maintain their position and wait to link up with the rest of the ground forces at the front. Our orders are strict and simple. Victory as soon as efficiently possible." Jarold said as he looked at a folded map, "The Coalition is there, we are a few miles south, and I want the 57th way North there. Have constant bombing and other airstrikes at this circle. Everything, napalm, UGBs, guided bombs, rockets, and whatever else you can throw at them from our fighters."

"Understood sir, I'll relay the plan to the Coalition." Radioman Wemot said.

"Coalition, this is S.A.F Field Command, we are have a series of airstrikes followed by airborne insertion at the enemy's northern flank. The coordinates are 3762 on your map, be advised. All other airborne units are welcomed to join." Wemont radioed.
---

TFC Position-

Zarkov and his squad rushed through a building, the Silvadians were going by the "run and gun" method. Zarkov's sword glistened red as it dug into a mercenary's ribs. The squad quickly cleared the building and secured its rather large basement.
"Tell the leaders we've secured a forward command post and aid station." Zarkov ordered as he cleaned his sword and reloaded his pistol. He smiled at his men then went to a window to observe the movements. In the distance explosions rumbled and small arms fire cracked. The 3rd Armor were on their way.

The Capital of Automaticz
Elite Sniper Kirop
-Entry 3-
watched the national news today. Security looks tough. Contacted HQ to ask for change of time as I was not confident I would succeed. They declined and instructed me to take out one of the (human) guards and take their uniform. They also instructed me to get on top of a building and fire right when everyone is departing. I'm taking my cyanide capsule with me.

-Entry 4-
In the security zone. I managed to take out a guard, but it was tough. I was about to be KO'd when I kicked him in the groin, and that was it. The mission was almost a failure! The other guards were also suspicious about me because my uniform was quite dirty. I'm sure that they are planning to shadow me. Still, I am currently on top of the building, resting. Security here is incredibly high. Totally unforeseen. HQ informed none of their agents were active in the police forces anymore. This will be risky.

Sudooku
"President Montego! You've gotten here quickly. Last time I contacted you, you were still in a bunker in Silvado I believe. Kudos to the designers of your airplane engines and pilots!" The Count smiled for a moment, before turning serious again. "I did manage to sign the condolence book. I put something there along the lines managing to keep the peace, despite our tensions throughout history. He was a good monarch, I have to admit." He paused. "I cannot believe how much has changed since the days of the New Alliance. You were also in power then. I cannot help but wonder how the Mercenary situation became so grave." He glanced outside the window. "There is President Mustafa Sediki I believe. How about we go meet him..."

"I am lucky to have a few talented people working logistics back home. They get me anyway in a timely fashion. I'll be in terrible shape should anything happen to them. Anyway, King Pegu II was a great leader, I wish I knew him better." Quinn replied, "Yes I remember the New Alliance days... It'd be nice to experience them again... I guess no one saw them as a force until they got that nuclear weapon... I trust the Coalition will handle them quite well."

He knew that his Silvadian soldiers would fight the mercs until the end. Hopefully that end was soon.

"Ahh yes I would like to meet him." Montego added and turned to see Sediki.

----
57th Airborne's staging point, 30 miles south of front lines-

Once again Redas unit loaded up on to choppers, but this time the whole regiment would join them in battle. Their task was gonna be hard. The 57th was ordered to secure major cross roads and bridges behind the Merc lines. Such a strike would isolate the Mercs from salvation and victory would shortly follow. With the Coalition conducting the pincer movement, the mercs would have an incredibly hard time launching a counter attack.

General Jarold was called back to Silvado to train future officers. His plane left and Commander Ravin took his place.

Automaticz

Pres. Mustafa Sedki fidgets his fingers as he is in the Automaticz Islamic Mosque but the only person to be in the place except with Kamal Hejaz who is siding with him.

"Don't fidget it's not polite to do it, especially when we are here." says Kamal as he tries to stop Mustafa from Fidgeting more. "Well does the Koran say I shouldn't do it?" answers Mustafa as he questions Kamal. "I didn't read all of the Koran and I don't want to mix Religion with Politics right now". answers Hejaz back.

The two have been praying at the Mosque ever since they arrived at Automaticz, the two came to the Temple for their prayers of the King.

"So who do you think will succeed me?" says Sedki as he wonders about Resigning from Office. "You would choose but I'm not fit for it too much work, too much power, too much system the list goes on" says Hejaz.

"You ever heard of a man named Murad Bey?" questioning Kamal as he sings another prayer in the Koran. as the two finished Kamal responds "Yeah was the Minister of Economy with President Gazal then you succeeded Gazal and you hired Bey as the Minister of Foreign Affairs, great guy I'm voting for him." Sedki looking up at the Islamic Paintings responds "Well I asked the Parliament to choose Bey as the Leading Candidate of our party." "Has Bey responded to it?" listening to Sedki "Not yet but after this mercenary problem he can answer."

As Sedki and Hejaz walk out of the Mosque and arrive to the Church where Sudooku and Montego are talking."Hello friends" as Mustafa and Hejaz shake hands with them. As they are shaking Mustafa in his mind was thinking "I wonder if I'm gonna be one of the Pallbearers."

Live On Automaticz State TV
- The King walks into the building where all attending are seated, each have been given an order of service with the cover being a picture of the former King Pengu II. All of the first 3 rows are close family and friends, (Penguins); The 4th row is made up of politicians and the visitors from other nations (Penguins/Humans). The King is wearing large red robes, a crown and many other various medals and jeweler; he is clutching a picture of his late father in his left flipper. The King goes to the stand where his father’s coffin is placed (surrounded by guards), there is a camera above the coffin, the image is displayed on a large screen on the back wall (So people can see the coffin), the coffin itself is made of the most expensive wood, gold and jewels, it is covered in flowers and has a picture of the late king places on top.
The King Speaking in a shaky upset voice,
Hello everyone,
I would like to thank you all for attending, a lot of you have traveled great distances to get here and I am sure my father would be very grateful. You have with you the order of service; feel free to read through this as it contains many of my father’s greatest speeches, pictures and many other things as well as the order of service. First can I ask you to rise for the playing of the national anthem of Automaticz.
The national anthem is played by a live band, Automaticz flags are displayed in many places and the King looks emotional, he hopes that he can get through this service giving his father the last respect that he deserves without breaking down.

In Aegypto at an undisclosed location

"Well the King's funeral is starting poor bastard it's our fault the damn government hired them even the Automaticz bastards want us dead after that attack on the King's Place" as one of the Aegypto Coral-Snakes watches it on T.V.

"Well aside from that I don't know why we aren't in Owtopia fighting mercs then here cleaning our guns and doing training" said one of the Coral-Snakes who is reloading and cleaning his gun. "Because we are a Covert-Ops, We hire PMCs, Elites, SWATs, and Mercenaries.... The Good Ones" answers a Coral-Snake.

As the three men are reloading, cleaning, and looking at their routines, a NEST Operator shows up. "Hey Beni" says one of the Snakes "What are you doing here?” "Waiting for the other elite NEST Team mates to come and shut that Goddamn nuke before it kills us all" answers Beni. "You guys aren't in the fight? Well at least some F#cked up country will have help from you guys, you guys got some more Coral-Snakes in your team, PMCs? says Beni. "Yeah the Usual" tells Beni as he shrugs. "Alright, I gotta train more on diffusing that nuke it's unstable I heard" says Beni and runs off to the training facility. "To right mate." says the Coral-Snake as he cleans his gun.

Quinn respectfully stood during the Anthem. The band's performance was unquestionably superb, very fitting for the late king.

So all the world leaders are here and there hasn't even been an attempt to attack? Something is awry. Quinn thought The new king is handling this well; hopefully he'll turn out as well as his father.

At an Aegypto Mansion in El-Armana

"Mister Bey, someone sent you telegram it's from Mustafa Sedki something about the elections" yelled out one of his Butlers. Murad Bey walks down the brown colored staircases looking very tired. "Alright I'll take a look"

Dear, Murad Bey
I have selectively choose you for our elections since I'll be retiring, the parliament said yes for me to choose you. I choose you because you have a great brain at economics, trading, and relationships during your years with Gazal and I right now. Its okay if you say no just say by the next two weeks.
-Mustafa

Bey reading the paper goes into his room with his paper closes his door finishes his work and starts writing the E-Mail to Sedki for the Yes and No

The Automaticz Capital
Kirop
-Entry 5-
I'm hearing the anthem. Things are moving on.

Sudooku
"Ah, hello President Sediki. I've been looking forward to meeting you, albeit this is not the best time. President Montego and I were just discussing world affairs..."

The national anthem of the Penguin Communist State of Automaticz was playing. Sudooku stood gallantly through it, although at one point he had trouble staying silent when he noticed that some band members were considerably shorter than the rest. He compared the band's excellent performance to concerts in the CIW, something Sudooku regularly attended during his office days. "An excellent performance," thought the Count, "despite the fact that this room has poor acoustics." His mind moved on. "A remarkably well-written speech, thought the Count. I will look forward to discussing relations with the King." His thoughts moved to his country. "Automaticz and the CIW are united by the common threat of the Mercenaries, but the pre-Merc animosity will turn up again after the conflict is over. I must do something about that." He looked at his wife. “She’s till beautiful. I'm glad everything is well up till now."

The Ruins of the Owtopian capital
"So far the advance went without any major problems." General Philip Petin surveyed from his tank hatch. "Casualties were large," he noted, "but that is to expect from such a strike force. In fact, they could have been much worse if he hadn't kept a cool head. He thought of Maxilos, presumably somewhere ahead of him, fighting with the Coalition. His competent subordinates have been a great asset in the days he was stranded in the combat zone. If we live to tell this, history will make a great day of this someday."
"Sir!"
"Yes Private?" replied Petin casually.
"Movement ahead. Looks like armor!"
"Thank you"
Petin looked through the binoculars. They were tanks indeed, and lots of them. "Mercenaries?"though Petin. As he zoomed in, he noticed one thing on the tank. A hexagon, filled with white. The hatch also had several strokes of navy blue on it. "It can't be" thought Petin. He threw his hands up in the air.
"Soldiers of the Third Division of the Fourth CIW Army," shouted Petin. "Great news: Tanma's tanks have reached the meeting point!" Cheers erupted around him. It would only be a matter of time before this Mercenary army was obliterated, and one unified Coalition strike force, could continue to the Merc fort.


Aero-6: This is Aero-6 and 5 we loaded the boys and we're headed to the Palace over.

Command: Be Advise, reports from us that Mehmad has an Unstable nuclear bomb, get out of the area when we tell you.

Aero-6: Alright boys hang on.

*The sun sets at Owtopia as CIW M1A1 Abrams roll to final front with Silvadian and Aegypto Aircrafts flying over the sky, Bullets whiz as explosions and Aircraft break the sound barrier. Aero-6 and 5 are leading with the rest of the Aero squad as AA Fire approaches everywhere however Sgt. Reza fires Mark-19 rounds onto the Merc AAs and Tanks as the Team lands to an Area*

Command: Aero-5, unload Jefferson and Zharkov's Squad, Lt. Aaron and Sgt. Bowyer will come with us.

Zharkov: Nice meeting you guys.

*As Abrams rolls over Cars as the Mercs retreat the two Helos airlift again fighting AAs and Tanks until*

Command: Aero-6 respond, land at a Depot near you it has Tanks and Weaponry the Mercs use to fight to the end.

*The Two Helicopters Whiz through Bullets as the Two land dropping off the teams while Bullets and RPGs fly by making the Helos retreat until the Team destroys the place*

Lt. Sabri: Get those tanks under C4 and let's get out of here!
Sgt. Reza: Sir Hinds coming at nine O-Clock!

*Two Merc Hind fly to the area until Help from a CIW Apache destroys the two helping the team destroy the depot while Aero-6 and 5 land again*

Aero-6: Reza get back on the Mark-19!

*The Two lift off again to the palace until Command reaches again*

Command: Aero-5 and 6, reports from Coral-Snakes that the Palace might have the bomb, NEST Teams are heading to the place so head for the highway to leave.

Aero-6: Roger that, but the highway is under the Mercs here in this part so I'll help our boys that are still in the city retreat.

Command: Alright but you're not at a Safe distance of the Nuke, Your call.

*Aero-5 and 6 land again with the Teams whizzing through bullets and RPGs as retreating mercs are putting up the fight*

Lt. Sabri: Aero-6 this place is crawling with Mercs we have to get out of here! The men in our city on their own! They're hitting us with everything they got! We're gonna get slaughtered here! Where's the Exfil!?!?

Aero-6: Alright Sprint to Exfil north of here.

*The team dashes out of the area running as Bullets and RPGs fly, the Two Choppers land as the teams make it out of the area*

Aero-5: Aero-6 now it's a good time to get the hell out of here.

*The choppers fly as Bullets try to down the Helos*

Aero-6: This is your captain speaking buckle your seat belts it's gonna be a bumpy ride.

*Aero-6 with 5 behind him retreat with the other remaining Choppers of Aero Squad*

Command: Aero Squad, This is command the Nuke has been confirmed NEST Teams have arrived and are-

*NUCLEAR EXPLOSION!*

The Explosion heads towards the Choppers destroying Everything it's path including Aero-5

Lt. Sabri: EVERYBODY HANG ON!!!!

The Wind hits the Chopper as it's spiraling out of control Reza holds on with his life and all of a sudden. Black.

Live On Automaticz State TV
The National Anthem had ended, everyone sat down almost at the same time, the King was in a daze, thinking about how much his father enjoyed hearing his father, he was nudged by one of his guards to awake him from his daydream.
"Ah yes sorry" said the king in a tearful voice as the rumbling from a tank rolling past could be heard.
"M-My F-f-father was a great man, he brung communism into Automaticz! We owe everything to him which is why I am glad to announce that after this funeral we will be heading outside and I will personally unveil the great monument to my father."
Some weeping from the late Kings penguin family could be heard as they thought about the late King.
"I just hope that I can live up to what my father achieved and make him proud, he devoted his life to Automaticz, as shall I! These so called Mercs want to destroy everything that my father has achieved but I can tell you now I would rather die than let what my great, great father achieved disappear! I would also like to thank you all for signing the condolence book, I will personally be reading all of the comments, no matter how long it takes, that is what my father would of wanted."
The large screen behind changed picture, from the aerial view of the late Kings coffin to the Automaticz Flag
"Myself and my aides have prepared a short "show" all about my father, it will include information on what great things he achieved and has many tributes to my father."
The short show started, in the background was the quiet playing of the Automaticz national anthem, it contained much information on what the King achieved as well as tributes from the military and various other groups, it may of looked like propaganda at some points but was extremely personal for many of the Kings family, many of them broke into tears during the show. The show ended and the picture went back to the aerial view of the coffin, the King stood up to continue, he had tears running down his face. The King fell back in his chair and started weeping, it had all become too much, he loved his father more than anyone could possibly know and signaled to the Automaticz Prince to continue for him while he had a moment.
The young Automaticz Prince stood up to the microphone; he was pretty young, only 20 years old or so. The Prince began speaking.
"My brother just needs a moment, this is all very emotional as I’m sure you will all understand, Our father was great and if you had any doubts about this I am sure that those doubts have now vanished, Our father did so many things for Automaticz, he liberated us from constant capitalist rule! He loved his country like one of his sons, My brother will do the same!"
It was clear that the Prince had slightly more radical views than his older brother but the King was ready to continue, he thanked his younger brother and stood up to the mic.
"Y-y-es my father as I have said was and is a great man! That is why I am proud to announce that he Will be the Eternal Leader Of Automaticz!"
Everyone started clapping, this was indeed a fitting tribute for the late king, the clapping all but covered the noise of another tank rolling by.

Suddenly a Stranger shows up where the King is making his speech.

"IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD! IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD! THE MERCS DETONATED THE NUKE! OUR GREAT KING HELP US!" As he is dragged away by Officers. However he managed to get TV Cameras to bring him live spreading panic across the IN.

Live On Automaticz State TV
The King looks surprised
"Trying to spread untrue panic at my father’s funeral! How dare you! If this was true we would know about it, we would know about it almost instantly and since this man has had time to receive this untrue info and tell us about it tells me that he is a liar trying to disrupt my great father’s funeral!"
The Guards dragged him off and took him out of the Building, he is now being held in a high security cell.

World Continental News:

"Something has happened."

Aegypto National News:

"What appears to be nuclear explosion has happened."

CIW News:

"It's has come to this everyone."

Silvado News:

"Casualties will be large, they're gone.

The capital of Automaticz
The Stranger's comment had struck him- in the heart of Count Yan Sudooku. Grevious, though mildly drunk, notified him moments before the funeral that the CIW forces were almost at the target. Since a high commanding officer known as Philip Petin had been stuck with his forces there, it was likely that the CIW would suffer the loss of one of their best strategists. The Count's phone vibrated in his pocket (he had it on silent). While he would have normally ignored it, at a time of national crisis, it was better to see who was calling. It came from Grevious' house. The Count glanced around before running outside and pressing the green button. The voice though was not the General's. The man identified himself as Leon Miserix, Grevious' assistant. "I'm sorry to be calling you Count Sudooku, but Grevious is still suffering from a hangover."
At this point his wife came outside too. "Who is it?" she asked.
"Grevious' second," whispered the Count.
"Our first reports from High Command have returned. Large numbers of casualties! We can only guarantee the safety of the backup forces! The General Petin was present near the shockwave. We fear the worst."

Elite Mercenary Sniper Kirop heard the calamity and the footsteps. It was none other than the Count himself, on the phone. "An easy target," thought Kirop, as he assembled his rifle. "Hm. His ol' wife's there too. I've only one shot at this though." With that he took aim.

Sudooku's mind was racing. "Can the mission's success be guaranteed?" "The Mercenary head is probably vaporized, but our forces-"
The phone fell out of his hand as he slipped on a puddle. Allana, his wife, tried to catch him, but to no avail. Moments later, the Count heard a crack.

He found himself alive. Shocked, the Count looked over to Allana. Her dress was red at the chest...

Quinn looked over at Sudooku, who was leaving. The count was answering his phone, and since it was at such an odd time to talk, the subject must have been important. However moments later there was a gunshot and Quinn's guards shoved him away from any line of fire. The Presidential Guard rushed over to Sudooku and his wife, who was severely wounded. Remembering his training from years ago, Quinn snuck from the cover to where the Count was.

"Count, are you ok?" Quinn asked and turned to his lead guard, "Get an ambulance here now!" The guard nodded and ran off.

The Countess looked bad, the wound in her chest was bleeding terribly and Quinn couldn't tell if she was still alive.

"My god..." Quinn whispered and kneeled over the CIW royalty. Quinn's voice then grew commanding, "Guard Hsaj, see what you can do to treat her until the medics come. Guard Estan, get water. Now!"

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S.A.F Command Center, Silvan- Silvado-

The high generals were in Conference Room E of Sub Block 14, in the underground complex. The 48 inch monitor was showing the destruction.

"My men!" Jarold gasped, "Those bastards..."

The other Generals just stared in utter shock. The sight was beyond belief.

The communications room down the hall was chaos.

"57th Command come in, this is S.A.F. Over!" A radioman called only to be answered by static.

"3rd Armored, report your status. Copy?" Another called.

"Task Force Condor, come in!"

The calls were answered by static.
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Rim of the blast zone-

Lt. Eequarus of the 3rd Armoured's Artillery detachment came out of his fox hole. The vehicles had been flipped over by the shock wave and there were several men lying motionless.

"Anyone who is able to walk get over here now!" Eequarus shouted, and picked up his radio.

"S.A.F Command, this is 3rd Armored 15th Artillery Detachment, over!" Eequarus shouted, but only heard static. The radio was out.

Several men managed to come out from cover, or where ever they had been thrown and gathered around Eequarus. The unit had roughly 30 survivors out of the 75 man unit, and about 12 of the 30 were unable to move. Two trucks were still right side up, but the tires had been slashed by flying glass or something. One humvee was on its side, but looked like it still could work.

"We have to get to home. Do you think we can get those trucks moving and get the humvee right side up?" Eequarus asked. His men nodded and gathered around the flipped humvee.

They would definitely get home.

Mustafa Sedki scans around the place of where the sniper's location as he takes an M1911A1 out of his suit and remembers his training during the army even though Mustafa is 55 years old. As he scans he sees a man in a Balaclava Running Off in the crowd with a gun in his bag. "You F#cker." Mustafa says in a rage and breaks through the memorial and chases the man although Sedki can't see the man since he is in the ground Mustafa fires his gun in the air dispersing the crowd as they run off.

Sedki sees the man and chases him through the streets of Automaticz as Guards run off to see Sudooku's Wife, the man then runs off into an alley where Sedki follows him later, however the alley is blocked and the man cornered, seeing a Fire Escape Ladder but.

"Stop!" Yells Sedki as he targets him "I'm just a man" says the sniper. "You are man who killed, my men, my people, and his wife" as he shoots the man, but misses however the man falls down to the ground where the two fight but Mustafa Knocks out the man readying to shoot him but the Guards arrive breaking the two and arresting the man.

"You okay?" says one of the guards "Fine, Dandy" as Sedki walks off into the streets returning to Sudooku's Wife. "This is it for me. I'm resigning when this is over" he says in his mind.

Quinn looked at Sedki, "You get him?"

The Presidential Guard had secured a perimeter and were waiting for paramedics.
"How’s the Countess? Quinn asked.

"I don't know sir." Hsaj replied, "I don't know how else to help."

"All we can do is wait then..." Quinn whispered.

Sedki looks at Quinn and says "He's a Dead Man".

Owtopia

Chariot-4: H-hello *zzzzz* hello? listen we're at the *zzzzzz* of the nuke *zzzzzzzzzzz* can someone help us!?!?

Command: we can't we have any unites near you four

Chariot-4: Listen to me Dammit! *zzzzzzzzz* I'm getting killed from this radiation and there's only *zzzzzzzzzz* five of us left!

Command: We cannot risk to save you right now!

Chariot-4: F#ck he's not coming *zzzzzzzz* Where the *zzzzzzzz* is Chariot-3!?!?

Blink.
Rick Idris opened his eyes.
He found himself sprawled across two chairs at the front of what appeared to be the inside of the tank.
He remembered that he drove the tank of the CIW General Philip Petin.
"Petin!" He looked back and saw the old man lying on the floor. Binoculars rested on his chest, his cap blocked his entire face save for the chin.
Then he remembered.
He had been driving Petin's tank toward the Mercenary fort, the final front. Lieutenant Tanma had told Petin he would drive up ahead for ambush reasons, while Sergeant Maxilos rejoined the 3rd Division and stayed in the rear with the artillery. Then he remembered a flash of white, and the word NUKE. Then he felt a gust of wind, and all went black.


Count Sudooku looked over onto his wife as he heard people approach and the siren of an ambulance. He saw Mustafa Sediki chase after the sniper, but he didn't care.
Allana.
He heard the words "Count, are you ok?" He replied with a simple "Slipped. Kevlar. Fine otherwise."
He looked at Allana and held her hand. He looked her in the eyes. He saw a gray strand of hair among her light-brown hair, one that wasn't his. He blinked.
His wife opened her eyes, and spoke. "Thirty-two years." He smiled, albeit weakly. She blinked. "yes," he whispered. "Thirty-two joyful years." She tried to smile, but Sudooku understood. Slowly, her eyes closed. The pain in his back disappeared, as he felt a tear spring into his eye.


He opened his eyes, but all he saw was blackness. He pushed away the cap. Much better, he thought. His chest felt heavy. He looked up, and saw a pair of binoculars rest on it. he shoved them away. With the greatest of effort, the General of the Fourth CIW Army stood up. "Idris," were his first words. He was alive too.
Then he understood, why many years ago, when Count Sudooku took power, and General Grevious came to dominate military affairs, why he ordered all tanks of high-ranking officers receive a couple centimeters of lead in the armor plating. Grevious had saved his life.
He reached for his walkie-talkie, but then neglected it. Static came from it. The glass at the tank visors would at least keep out the alpha and beta-particles. They were relatively safe from the radiation, yet Petin feared the worst. Tanma was likely dead, being in the blast. He could only hope for Maxilos. "Let's turn back Idris," mumbled Petin. "Save anyone we can."

Quinn nodded and gave the Count and the Countess some space. He walked to the perimeter the guards made and turned to Guard Estan.

"Estan, how long to the ambulance gets here?" Quinn asked.

"Sorry sir I don't know." Estan answered.

Quinn nodded and glanced back at the Count. It was too late, his wife was gone now. After a few moments he slowly walked to the Count.

"I’m sorry Yan..." Quinn Montego whispered, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

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Commissar Zarkov brushed debris off his uniform as he struggled to his feet. He looked around and saw the CIW and Silvadian tanks flipped over, burning, and destroyed.

"My god..." He rasped and limped about. He saw his fellow men sprawled about what was once a building. Jefferson was dead, his body barely recognizable. A few managed to get up.

"That's right men, stand strong." Zarkov encouraged, "You guys help me find more survivors."

The men nodded. One of them, Radioman Stone tried using the radio.
"I can't reach command, Commissar." Stone muttered.

The Task Force Condor suffered 75% casualties, and most survivors could barely walk. Only fifteen were in relatively good shape, considering the situation. Zarkov walked to the tanks.

"Anyone here me?" Zarkov bellowed, "Any Silvadian or CIW Tankers alive?"

Suddenly Stone's radio cracked.

"Hello, can anyone hear me?" The voice said, "This is... Wilkino... 57th Airbo... What happened?...ffered half casual...Unable to...Command..."

"Wilkino, this is Stone of TFC! Over." Stone replied urgently, "We can barely hear you, and we can't reach command."

"Good to he....you Stone...What are...orders?" Wilkino replied.

"Tell them to stay put, Stone. Unless they can get themselves out of the blast zone." Zarkov commanded then returned to looking for survivors from the tank columns.

Command: Chariot-3 do you respond over?

*The response was nothing but static*

Chariot-9: This is Chariot-9 we have Gasmasks and Radiation Suits on we can go into Radiation territory over.

Command: Chariot-9, Chariot-3 and 4 are still in the Zone I want you to find Chariot-3's last position.

Aero-7: This is Aero-7 I luckily got out of the blast zone and into the highway, wait I see some people down there.

Command: Everybody, after you rescued anybody you find return to the Medivac and M*A*S*H ASAP! I don't want anybody dying from the Radiation Poisoning

Aero-7: Command, this is Aero-7, I found some men here, There names are Hussein, Nareib, and a Silvadian named Gotan. They said that the Helicopter that was carrying the three to get Gotan out of the area for Medivac but it was shot down. They said that Chariot-3 went on Aero-6 to get to the palace. Other than that they don't know what happened to them.

Unknown: *zzzzzzzzzzz*

Chariot-9: Was that three? I just took the Coordinates it's at the border of the blast zone. We're going there ASAP!

"Commissar, we need to get out of here soon..."Stone mumbled, "I've tried getting command, but our radios have too much interference..."

Zarkov turned and nodded, "Stay in good spirits and help the moral, Stone. And keep trying."

Stone wanted to protest, but knew the Commissar was right. The survivors need good moral to keep any chance of escaping the blast radius.

"I just got word that the 57th survivors have figured a way to move out of the zone. The radiation has given them a hard time though..." Stone announced.

"Commissar Zarkov! I am First Sergeant Warrone of the 3rd Armored. I have a group of survivors on the other side of that debris. We have a truck that hasn't been too damaged. The men are working on getting it running now." A new voice said and approached Zarkov, "How many do you have?"

The Commissar turned to his group and took a quick head count. 15 were walking...Rather limping, another 32 were unable to move.

"We have 15 walking, 32 immobile, and currently we are looking for more survivors." Zarkov replied, "You will need a trailer or something to help all of us. But when that truck starts working come by and we'll set up a triage."
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"Get a rescue task force ready, now!" General Jarold ordered, "Get radiation teams out there and set up an aid base as close to the blast zone as safely possible... NOW!" His subordinates nodded and scurried about the command center organizing a relief force.

Mustafa leaves the King's Funeral as he and Kamal Hejaz arrive at a Heli Pad where Montego follows them.

"So when we get home, what's gonna happen?" questions Kamal. "I'm done, I'm leaving Presidency, and going somewhere alone." says Sedki as they board the Helicopter. "Prime Minister. are you sure you wanna leave this place?" asks the pilot. "Yes, There's too much horror here, I cannot bear it anymore" says Sedki. "You Coming Montego? I'll drop you off at the terminals to Winter Hollow at the airport." says Sedki.

"No, but thank you Sedki." Montego replied politely, "I'll go make sure the Count is in good hands and gets home safely. Have a safe journey home my friend."

Quinn and Guard Hsaj turned and went back to the others.

"Hsaj, make sure the Count knows Silvado is here for him. And order all but two of your unit to ensure his safety." Quinn ordered, "While you are doing that, get me a drink. See if they have any imported Silvanese Whiskey, if they don't have any look for Silvadian rum. I need something to calm my nerves." It was true. He hadn't felt so nervous since the army days of the Silvadian Civil War, years before the introduction to the IN.
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Back at Silvado-

Four C-17 transports and a dozen Chinnook helicopters took off to the Owtopian lands. The rescue operation would commence in a matter of days. High Command just managed to raise contact with the 57th Airborne survivors. There were many casualties, but there still were a decent amount of survivors...

Live On Automaticz Today
The King is looked shocked, anger is deep within him but not showing, this whole funeral will likely be overshadowed by a murder, definitely not a fitting tribute to a former king.
*to all the people still remaining*
Please remain in the building,
*Automaticz troops and armed police storm in, some run up to the roof and others stand at attention around the large room and guard the door, a large tank is staying close to the building and the helicopter is searching for any other threats. The King and other Automaticz Officials salute the troops and police.*
*Automaticz TV Cuts off here*
We are safe, stay in the room until the all clear is given, you will all be taken to a secure hotel for however long needed, you will be taken to the hotel via bullet proof Vans.
*a murmur of talking goes around the room*
We will unveil the memorial in two days, you can stay in the hotel and attend the unveiling but you are free to leave, once the police have interviewed you.
*almost an hour passes, the Automaticz National anthem and other songs have been played to keep the people as entertained as possible, but they are generally ignored as there is discussion*
A military commander enters and salutes the King,
"All clear Your Majesty! The Vans have arrived!"
The commander escorts everyone into two vans and everyone is driven off the hotel, only the king and other penguin officials do not go, the go to the Government Building.

Owtopia
"Captain, wake up!"
The first thing Maxilos saw was an artillery officer of the CIW, shaking him. He felt rough concrete pressing on his backside. A bit drowsy, he scanned his immediate surroundings.
"We thought you were dead for good!" said the officer, who Maxilos by now could identify as Sergeant Sidorak of the CIW artillery branch.
"That was a nuke right? What are the damages and casualties?"
"Artillery and armored cars rendered in operational. Tanks are broken or destroyed. Our whole offensive tank branch is gone, but there are some working jeeps and trucks. 1/3 of people here dead of radiation poisoning, another 1/3 ill. The lucky ones were thrown behind concrete at the time of the blast, such as you."
Sidorak did not look good, thought Maxilos. General Petin was nowhere to be found. He adjusted his cap. "Have the healthy load the sick onto the working vehicles. Officers help too. We can bring the dead once the radiation has passed away." He was beginning to feel woozy. "First priority is to get out of the blast zone and call for help where there is less interference."
"Roger that sir."
Maxilos stepped on larger block and raised his voice. "Soldiers of the CIW! This may look grim, but hope remains. If you cover your body even with something as thin as a sheet of paper, you will be protected from the worst of the radiation! Sergeant Sidorak and I have found a solution. Load the sick onto the vehicles before we go ourselves!"

Automaticz
"I'll go with the ambulance to the hospital and stay there," answered Sudooku to Montego. His voice sounded broken, and his eyes were slightly red. I won't leave the country without her. Sirens could be heard. "Thank you for the offer though." Sudooku looked up to the helicopter pad as he stepped into the ambulance, and tried to wave goodbye to Mustafa Sediki. As he sat down beside the brancard, the ambulance drove away.

Karadas, CIW capital
"General, telephone for you!"
After a sublime birthday party at his house, Grevious, still slightly off-key, picked up the phone in his office. It was the Department of Defense.
"General, our latest intel reports have revealed that an unstable nuclear weapon has detonated in Owtopia! The majority of CIW forces were in the blast radius!"
"Holy crap! Send out the high-altitude bombers and bomb the epicenter FLAT! I do not want any Mercs near there! I want those perpetrators DEAD" he lowered his voice "if they aren't already." He took a large gulp of water from his cup. "I also want the location of all coalition forces. Bring in helis to all major locations. I want constant surveillance of the area. Send the reserve to the capital, but nowhere near the blast radius. Also give the order that all troops in the capital be returned the CIW. And be wary of radiation poisoning. M*A*S*H."
"Yes sir."
Grevious hadn't been as shocked since Vayzon was shot in Nuparu, during the Sudooku administration. Just then the phone ringed again. Slightly annoyed, he picked it up again.
"HAVE YOU SEEN THE NEWS!!!!?!!?!" The voice was so loud that Grevious instinctively put it a meter away from his head. "FLIP TO THE 45th CHANNEL NOW!!!" As Grevious turned on the TV, he listened to the voice breathing heavily, but at last seeming to calm. He then saw the penguin speak on Automaticz State News: "...wife has died when at the Hospital however Sudooku confirmed that she died when at the Funeral." His eyes became wide, and emptied his 3/4ths full mug in no time at all. By this time the voice on the phone became recognizable. "She's dead." It was none other than CIW President John Vayzon, even more shocked than he was. He laid down the phone, and rested his head on his desk.

Owtopia
The operation was well underway. Maxilos was carrying a private known as Talvi, when he heard the slow rumble of a tank, approaching from the direction of the epicenter. "who is that?" he thought. "Peering through the mist, he made out the shape. It was too rounded on many sides to be a tank. As the silhouette became clearer, and Maxilos saw the colors through the mist, it became clear. This was a CIW tank, packed with all sorts of survivors. Maxilos could even make out some Aegypto and Silvado uniforms. The tank was all too familiar though, and heard a single shout coming from its general direction. The voice was weak, and not too clear, but even with the by mentioning his name Maxilos understood it was old man Petin. Then, for the first time since the explosion, he felt relieved.

In Automaticz-

Quinn watched the ambulance drive off. The Count probably needed some time alone. Quinn and his guards did all they could to help the Count.

"Are we leaving sir?" Guard Hsaj asked.

"No, not yet." Quinn answered quietly, "When the Count leaves, we'll leave. I want to make sure nothing else happens here..."

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In Owtopia-

Zarkov and the majority of the Silvadian survivors of both the 3rd Armored and Task Force Condor managed to fix a truck and made a make shift trailer. All of the men who were still alive, but unable to walk were loaded on to the truck and the ones who could walk followed behind the vehicle.
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Some Miles South of that position-

The Silvadian relief force landed in an open field outside of the blast zone. Quickly medics and soldiers set up tents and organized the aid station. The relief effort began.
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TFC and 3rd Armored position-

Stone and Zarkov led the group South, towards the blast zone. Suddenly a voice cracked over the radio.

"To any Coalition survivors, this is the Silvadian Field Command for the rescue mission. At point 09483 on your maps is where we set up an aid station. Any survivors should hurry to get radiation treatment and first aid."

The survivors cheered as they quickened their pace South.

A light white awakens Sgt. Reza as he looks around the crash destroyed chopper seeing the bodies of his comrades, he crawls weakly to get of the chopper, radio frequencies are being heard on his com set about the Nuke, The Radiation, and it's force.

Reza suddenly falls to the ground as he tries to stand up, suddenly a full force grabs Reza to stand up, it's Lt. Sabri. They both limp seeing the nuke in the sky as the mushroom cloud dissipates buildings collapse and fire and dead bodies from every faction including the Mercenaries are everywhere, Reza suddenly collapses hearing the Geiger of Radiation in his ear as Sabri weakly tries to revive Reza.

Sabri, falls to the ground and just before Reza and Sabri will see the white light, a distant sound of chopper is seen as it unloads men with gasmasks rush to the two, Reza cannot hear them in the com due to the nuke effects, Reza is quickly put on a Pure Oxygen Mask and for one last time sees Sabri still breathing as is also airlifted, Reza knowing that he'll survive, closes his eyes and hears the chopper moving out.

Live On Automaticz TV
The King leads all the guest's still in attendance to the now "Eternal King's" Memorial, it is covered in a large Automaticz Flag, around the covered memorial are neat plants, there is also a covered statue about half the size of the memorial next to the memorial. There is an obvious police and military presence, there are 2 helicopters circling and the blockade of this part of the capital is still in effect.
The King Stands To The Podium
The Automaticz National Anthem Is Played Quietly in the Background.
Hello,
I am sure you are all aware of the incident that happened at the funeral, we suspect it was committed by a merc, *a glint of fierce anger and hatred could be seen in the King's eyes for a moment* I will have revenge,
But we are here today to celebrate the memory of my Father, The Eternal King *The King pulls off the flag from the first memorial* It is solid gold, at the top there is a solid gold waving Automaticz Flag, there are many inscriptions on the memorial, commenting on what the King Achieved and there is a picture of the Eternal King just above the middle of the statue, below the largest inscription reads "In Loving Memory Of The Eternal King Pengu" Everyone is shocked by the size of the statue, it is about the height of an average house, and solid, glittering gold, there will always be two Automaticz Soldiers guarding it at all times and it will be in the centre of the New Automaticz Square, outside the New Automaticz Government building the is in the process of being built, the Square and the Government Building will be huge and right in the centre of The Capital, the memorial being the exact centre point of the Capital.
"This is a very fitting tribute to a great man, my father, the eternal king. But he also achieved something so great it has to have a memorial to itself,
*The King pulls of the Automaticz Flag from the second memorial revealing a large Gold Hammer and Stickle, at the base of the Statue, the base is made of black marble, a gold inscription reads, Automaticz Communism, Given To Us By Our Eternal King, Long May He Reign Over Us.
This statue is half the size of the other but just as magnificent.
"Brilliant, both of these were hand made By Automaticz Workers, a true sign of quality" Said the King, The Automaticz National Anthem was now played at full volume and the King Stepped down from the podium.

Mustafa comes to a presidential conference as he delivers his speech upon to the people of Aegypto in El-Armana.

"My People, there comes a time when sadness, hatred, and grief comes to this nation and what had happened at 6:35 P.M. in Owtopia, an Unstable Nuke killed and dosed radiation to half of our men there, I myself decided to take the blame for all of this, for this we will regret what we caused to other nations, for this we will make our country better, for this I will never hire any more than our soldiers ever again, I Mustafa Sedki has decided to retire from Presidency I am ashamed for I what caused to other nation and our allies, there soldiers, and their families."

Mustafa walks out of the podium, as pictures, flash, gasps and talkings are heard as Sedki walks to his car and drives away into the night.