Operation Ironhide, Valideen Involvement in the Great Border War

[Republic of Valhene]

ooc: There is no film, it was broadcasted live  .

[Delfos]

ooc: There's always film, even in the broadcast truck. I've got 1 film.

[Republic of Valhene]

ooc: Have fun with your blank film

[Delfos]

ooc: It isn't blank, here...

Dysanii Freedom Broadcast.

"We now broadcast this video showing Valhene rebels turning violent against Coalition forces."


Delfian patrol just arrived to help the Valideen forces.


Delfian Riot Specialized troops arrived trying to create a barrier between the Valhene rebels and the injured troops.


A delfian soldier crumbling trying to reach his comrades after being hit by several rocks.


Delfian Riot Specialized troops trying to cool the scene down arresting one of the many aggressors.


One of the soldiers that was carried to the Armored Personal Carrier vehicle for medical assitance in presence of several evidences of brutal beat up.


The soldier that was carried in emergency by helicopter after being resqued by Valideen forces from the hands of those Valhene rebels. He's still in critical condition on the Central Campaign Hospital of the Coalition forces.

[Aquatoria]

Deputy Governor-Militant Montcalm stood in front of the camera. "A long, hard and tiring war has resulted in much death and pain by both sides. My country made sure we didn't take revenge for what happened in the concentration camps to Canadian civilians. Now as we are all working for peaceful means to see whether or not the people what to become a self-governing nation, or whether they want to remain in Dysanii. While the referudum where you the people of the Isle will decide what you want, a militant group using the justification of independence, is gearing to fight a war over this island. Now, the Canadian Army will not allow the fragile peace that has happened to be shattered. The army is now moving to engage these people and will soon bring them to justice. Now we understand that many people do not agree with the occupation, but we are trying to find a peaceful way to end it, but this group wants to make it hard. Well, we will defend the interests of the people by stoping these terrorists before they do something that will hurt not only Canadians but also you, the people. That is all." The red light turned off and Montcalm turned to talk to a group of men in uniform.

"Is the blockade ready?" asked the Deputy Governor-Militant.

A naval officer answered for him. "Yes sir. The Coast Guard and Great Lake Fleet currently has encircled the enire island, and the Air Force is constantly on patrol. AWACs are up and looking for anything suspicious. They are trying to locate National Army cells. We will not let anyone leave or enter."

"Good, what about the soldiers?"

General Richards spoke next. "Sir, we have the Army now moving in and arresting anyone that our reports from the Enforcers has told us who members of the National Army were. The National Army is still however spread out and the Canadian Army will need to track the rest down. But the Enforcers have already started to inflitarte the group and we should know who leads it here on the island soon. The terrorists will not be able to stand up to our army. The army is now taking up the positions of hunting down the National Army, but also trying to protect the people from terror attacks."

Montcalm nodded. "Send word to the General Staff, tell them we will need some more soldiers then, so we can just overwhelm the Nationalists. Now don't shoot them, arrest them. If they resist, then well...you know the deal.

[Osamafune]

Konstantinos could not rule out the possibility that the insurgents fomenting the riots that have resulted in numerous coalition injuries were coming across the border from Aemilius. There were a few holes along the border of occupied Valhene and Aemilius, after all. The initial Collosean forces were sent in to occupy one of those holes: Lawrence, a small border town, and the surrounding territory.

It is the second day of the Lawrence occupation, nearly all of the checkpoints have been established and the daily patrols are beginning to get underway. Squad Apsos, containing 10 soldiers including Minoa and Trikoupis and led by Tagmatarchis Cacoyannis L, were on a foot patrol in the town center.

They were walking in formation when a siren was heard. They just assumed it was an ambulance. But it wasn't long after that a message came over Cacoyannis's radio. "This is Squad Evelpidon, insurgents found at the intersection of 19th and 20th streets, just west of the town hall. Requesting support."

Cacoyannis pulled out his map. "Alright, where are we?"

Minoa came to Cacoyannis's side. "We're on 10th street sir. You see that building over there? The one with the spire on top? That's has to be the town hall, sir."

They could here an inaudible voice over a bullhorn coming from the other side. "It's them, let's go."



When they arrived, there were five insurgents roughly halfway down between two intersections, posing as police officers as before. A small crowd of protestors had gathered around them.  "I repeat: the Aurorean Coalition forces are the sole enforcers of Dysanii law in Valhene. Firearms belonging to those outside the Coalition forces are contraband, and will be confiscated. Those found in posession of firearms and who refuse to turn them over will be arrested and treated as war criminals. If then the rest of you refuse to disband, you will all be arrested on charges of disturbing the peace!" Antisyntagmatarchis Zaleucus said over the bullhorn.

There were numerous curses and insults towards the Collosean soldiers. One of the "police officers" had his own bullhorn, and a pistol at his side, and said, "The Valhene POLICE are the sole law enforcers in VALHENE. We order you to disarm immediately!"

Zaleucus turned to another officer. "Hey, are the snipers in position?"

"Yes they are, right where you ordered." he answered. Zaleucus had snipers get in position on roof tops and were given orders to fire at any camera they saw and at any person brandishing a gun at the Collosean soldiers.

"Alright men, put on your gas masks and get out the tear gas canisters." Zaleucus ordered. Again, he turned to the crowd. "This is your last warning. Turn over your weapons and disberse!" Nobody made any move to do so. "So be it!"

The order to launch the tear gas was given. The Collosean soldiers proceeded forward with orders to arrest all of the criminals, confiscate all cameras and weapons, to shoot in the leg those any who may escape, and shoot to kill those that try to resist with firearms. Some of the protestors attempted to fight the soldiers when they were being arrested, resulting in a few injuries but no deaths to soldiers or protestors.

The "police officers" did not use their weapons, but instead attempted to flee by going through some of the buildings during the confusion. The snipers had been watching them, and shot three in the leg to immobilize them; the other two managed to escape. One of the three arrested insurgents would later die from blood loss in an infirmary.

[Republic of Valhene]

After two weeks of continual peaceful protest by citizens in various Valhene cities and towns, the last municipalities of the district voted onto the Free Valhene League. The stage was set for the referendum.

In their last show of defiance towards the invaders, twenty thousand private volunteers of Hol Sen disposed of their firearms in local smelters. The event was organized by the FRM, who were tired of being label by the occupational forces as a armed resistance group. The event was broadcasted live on television. A spokeman made it clear his message.

"I want to let these invaders know, that Valhene will not be coerce by show of force. We will resist, not with arms, but with the willpower of democracy and the spirit of the Republic. These Valies and Dellies know the fear of our voices and liberty. They know that we are not scare of them, and we do not need to pick up a gun to resist them. I want these foreigners out of my country, even if they threaten me with imprisonment, torture, or death! I support a independent Valhene. My friends support a independent Valhene. And I'm sure hell a lot of other people here do too! God bless the Republic!"

On the rainy morning of Thursday, the ballots were open in the municipalities of the Free Valhene League. Disguised as a innocent vote for "Valhene's Man of the Year Award", the elections for Valhene's first president started off. While expecting the party to be crashed by occupational forces, there were fewer incidents then expected. Coincidentally, insurgents in the countryside were distracting the majority of occupational troops. While other town found it harder to put in the ballot openly, some places even exploding into violence as the enemy attempted to disrupt the elections, five million Valheners made their way to the voting houses. 

The ballots were counted by over five thousand community volunteers secretly in their basements and cottage houses. Two days after the closing of the ballots, the results came through.

Mandel Nelsin, former city councillor of Hol Sen, was now the newly elected President of the Valhene Republic.

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A black sedan car stopped near the headquarters of a Validean occupation regiment. A man in a long trenchcoat, with a scarf and head hiding his face stepped out. He turns and spoke to the driver through the window.

"I guess this is our goodbye, my good friend."

"Are you sure about this Louis? You still got a wife at home..."

"I'm certain. There's not much I can do if these guys continue to label me as a bad man. I will go along with their charades, even if it means spending the rest of my life in their jail. They think I'm the source of all their problems, well, let's see if they were right."

"You're a crazy son a bitch..."

"And you been a great friend."

"...I will take care of your family."

"Thank you Leo. Good bye."

"Good bye...my General."

"Don't call me that, I resigned long time ago. I am just Louis Vassa now."

"No...not just Louis Vassa. You are ...a hero. I will remember you, and I will make sure others will too."

"I must go now...Amesh."

"Amesh."

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Leo watched his friend of thirty years walked away towards the doors of the old post office several blocks away. Without knowing, his tears began to fall out from his eyes. Clutching his steering wheel tightly, he drove off slowly, his eyes still onto Louis at the last moment.

Louis came up to the doors of the post office, where five soldiers were casually smoking. They looked at Louis dumbly as he approaches. Louis stopped a few yards from them and pulled off his scarf and carefully removed his hat.

"Well, here I am."

[Osamafune]

The two captured insurgents were in the middle of interrogation. Vasilakis had just arrived back at HQ when the interrogation of the prisoners concluded. "He's in his own little world in there. Won't respond to anything I ask him," Pharmakis, the interrogator, told Vasilakis as he finished with the second prisoner.

"So why did you ask me to come down?" he asked.

"Because of these." Pharmakis handed a ribbon and a medal to Vasilakis. "They're Dysanii military decorations. We found them on one of the prisoners. Also, the pistols both of them carried appear to be the same that was issued to Dysanii soldiers, the serials were filed off though. Both of these guys appeared to have been in the Dysanii military."

"So?"

"SO you'll want to send this in to our embassy in Aemilius to have them ask their officials to id them." Pharmakis gave Vasilakis an SD card. "On there are their mugshots and photos of the awards and pistols."

Vasilakis put the items in his pocket. "I'll make sure they get where they need to go. Have you managed to find anything else out?"

"No, they won't speak to me."

"I see. Well thanks for the intel you managed to get me."

[Validus]

A Valideen Convoy of light armored and soft skinned vehicle was driving through a forested road to resupply a FOB when the front vehicle was lifted into the air by a massive explosion. Soon both sides of the road erupted in machine gun, small arms, and RPG fire. It wasnt long untill the entire convoy, with the exception of one LAV-III were destroyed.

**Regional Military Headquarters**

"What the hell?" said one of the soldiers at the checkpoint, 100 meters away from the HQ. A black sedan was moving towards their location. The soldier at the checkpoint raised his hand, while the other four raised their weapons. This was a precaution in this area due to a recent series of attacks launched by Dysanii Insurgents. The vehicle slowed to a stop. A man got out, he looked like the old General. "What the hell?" said the same soldier, again.

"GET ON THE GROUND!" yelled Master Corporal Pendergast. As he and two of his men cautiously walked up to the man now lying face down on the ground.

OOC: I edited the story because they wont let anyone just walk up to the HQ.

~Thanato

[Aquatoria]

"So, this man is a member of the National Army?" asked the soldier. He stared at the picture that the Enforcer had given him. The Enforcers had been working hard to undermine the National Army on the Isle either by investigation or by entering the organization itself.

The Enforcer nodded. "Yes, he has been hosting meetings and there are weapons hidden under his shrine."

"What kind of weapons?"

"Assault rifles, RPGs, mostly standard weapons used by the Dysaniian Army."

The soldiers nodded and left. They marched into the neighborhood of the man they were looking for. He was currently hosting a meeting and the soldiers needed to arrest him before the National Army did something that put Canadians and to a lesser extent, civilians in danger. The soldiers rounded around the house so no one would run and get away. The lieutenant knocked on the door and he continued to knockfor a few more seconds. Then he nodded, and a segeant kicked the door in. With weapons at the ready, they moved around the house and found the man in his basement with a large group of other men and women. The soldiers marched into the basement and pointed their weapons at them. "By order of the Deputy Governor-Militant of the Occupational Government of Acadia, you all are under arrest for having organized into a group larger then three, and for the possesion of weapons."

The man stepped forward in anger. "This is ridiculas. There are no weapons here?" But just as he finished, a Canadian soldier came down with a Dysaniian assault rifle. The lieutenant turned to the man. "So where did this come from? It just walked into your house. Arrest all of them."

The rebels were handcuffed and lead to armored trucks and they were thrown into the back. The soldiers got in the back of another one and they drove off to the military base where the Enofrcers would interrogate the rebels.

The Loyanese and Terranger observers were in North Acadia, South Acadia, and on the Isle making sure the referudum wasn't going to become a death trap. Over the next past nights, the people were anxiously and worriedly got ready to vote. The votes were publicly held in schools, universities, community centers and city halls all over. Governor-Militant Currie waited for the results. He couldn't be more worried in his life. The Acadians had shown that they were ready for responsible government. "Well lets see if they chose right." The results would come to him first, so he would know what the votes were.

Referendum for the Independence of North Acadia, South Acadia, and the Munster Isle

1. Remain part of the Dysaniian Republic: 14%
2. Become an independent republic: 30%
3. Join the supernational Canadian Federation as an independent kingdom: 56%

"Well, I'll be damned. They chose to become a kingdom with ties to the Federation. I guess I should tell the people what they chose. Then we can start elections for the new Parliament and the Prime Minister."

[Union]

ooc: That's why I had them stop several blocks away behind another building, and had Louis walk the rest of the way. Also, it wasn't a regional command headquarters, more of an out of place patrol office in the suburbs.

[Pachamama]

Sargent Olmoch's lungs were stinging from the cold air.
"Damn Dysanii winters" he mumbled .
He had spent the last four hours standing outside a school rifle at ready, watching the crowd and making sure no one tried an attack during the referendum.
The line of people had been incredibly long but now only a few remained.
The ballot-boxes had been collected by armed soldiers in armored cars and brought to the central office for counting.
He saw a Loyan soldier standing nearby, obviously as unhappy as he was in this weather, despite the warm clothes.
Walking over to the man he extended a pack of cigarettes.
"Help yourself" he said in Loyanese.
Suddenly a loud noise erupted. People were cheering, others looked on angry.
"Obviously the counting is over" Olmoch said "Hope they call us in soon"

[Union]

"God, it's suppose to be spring here, and it's snowing...One of the locals told me it was a freak cold day. A week ago, they had nice weather. Now why was it that it starts snowing the day we got here? It's a curse man, fucking curse on us Loyanese."

[Myroria]

Meneldur shut the door of the conference room. He'd just come back from a walk through the gardens, and the gentle snow shower had turned into a windy mess. Ah well. Such was Myrorian autumns. It was only bound to get worse. He threw his burgundy fur coat on the floor, straightened his hair, and walked on stage to the sound of discussing Myrorians and camera bulb flashes. The crowd quieted as Meneldur's manservant spoke from the podium.

"Ladies and Gentlemen of the Myrorian monarchy, introducing, His Majesty, Empeurer Meneldur Tar-Ilium I!" there he came, from behind the maroon curtains on stage left. The applause quieted without so much as a hand signal. Every man and woman learned the etiquette from their parents or from their fifth grade teacher. It was like the Talk, but with less diagrams.

"Thank you, Patrick."

"Ladies and gentlemen here today, I have come to talk to you about a crisis developing quickly on the American Continent. The Valideen, and, not to mention their Delfian lapdogs, have become increasingly violent toward protestors in the Valhene region - uh, excuse me, the Republic of Valhene. I've always had trouble with new nations, and it seems the Gods of Independence have decided to spite me." he continued with a laugh, but became serious almost immediately.

"Unfortunately, what has happened is no laughing matter. Perhaps the media censors things, what for decency and all, but when you see it all, live, on your personal newsfeed, it becomes all the more real. The Valideen and Delfians throw tear gas bombs at protestors. They fire into the air. Injuries about, and perhaps even fatalities, for one simple reason:

Power.

Well, perhaps two. Power and racism. The governments act on the flawed assumption that 'All Dysanii Are Violent' or that 'All Dysanii Are Bitter', and seem to consider them...sub-human. If the Myrorian government breaks up a protest by force - which is rare, it seems every nation and peoples on the globe consider us fascists. Hmph. And yet, the Delfian and Valideen crisis goes ignored by most people, the IPO refuses to recognize such a republic, and those within that dare speak up are ridiculed.

But Myroria will stand for the Valhene people. The Dysanii people.

Perhaps Pax Imperium nations disagree with me. Perhaps I will be ridiculed at our next conference. But, I will easily take my own ridicule over that of those fighting for decency and righteousness! I will not back down to the Valheen and Delfians as so many have done! Today, ladies and gentlemen, the Republic of Valhene is officially seen as existant by the Myrorian government, and we will offer amnesty to any charges brought upon the Valhene leaders by the apparently civilized Delfians. Good day." Such an abrupt ending. Such an abrupt speech.

[Osamafune]

A couple days passed since the arrests. A manhunt was underway for the two escapees.

"Why don't we just search the damn houses?" asked Pyrros of Squad Evelpidon.

"Isn't it obvious?" replied Zaleucus. "We're supposed to try and stay on the good side of the people here."

Evelpidon was on another foot patrol, walking beside a busy street. Every now and then, they would stop to show photos of the two escapees taken during the protest and ask some pedestrians if they had seen them since then. The answer was always no.

Zaleucus stopped in front of a small shop to to question a middle aged lady. "Hey ma'am? Have you seen these two recently?" She simply took a quick glance, shook her head, and walked away.

"We're not going to get anywhere this way, Zal." Pyrros said.

Zaleucus didn't have a chance to say anything to him when several car horns went off behind them. A car had turned into oncoming traffic, and was meandering their way. Zaleucus quickly got on his radio and sent out a broadcast. "This is Antisyntagmatarchis Zaleucus of Squad Evelpidon. We have a vehicle driving in the wrong lane towards oncoming traffic, please dispatch some -- dammit! Shots fired, soldier down close to the 15th 16th street intersection, over!" When Zaleucus got out his radio, the driver stopped meandering and took off at full speed when the drivers in front of him had cleared a lane to get out of the way. As he drove by, someone in the car took shots at the soldiers, hitting one in the soldiers in the abdomen.


"There has been a drive-by shooting, the assailant is heading your way. Force him to stop, then arrest any persons in the car, over." Vasilakis said to Cacoyannis at checkpoint X, sitting on the road leaving Lawrence.

"Roger."

Apsos's patrol had taken them to checkpoint X, where the assailant(s) were now racing towards. "Is that spike strip down yet?"

"Yes sir, it is." Answered Trikoupis as he proceeded to get back behind the sandbags on the sidewalk.

"Remember, we want him alive, so aim at a anything but the occupants of the vehicle. If after it is disabled, and they fire upon us, use non-lethal force. Aim for the legs or arms." Cacoyannis said.

Mere moments later, a car rounded a corner and began racing towards them. It hit the spikes and there were four lowd "pops" as he went across. The car continued swerving passed the checkpoint, and spun and crashed into a utility pole. With weapons raised, the soldiers quickly descended upon the vehicle, in which they could see two men.

"Get out of the vehicle slowly and drop your weapons!" Cacoyannis ordered of the two men. To his surprise they did just that: They got out slowly, and each dropped a pistol on the ground. Then he realized that the two men looked familiar...

"What the fuck?" Minoa pulled out his copy of the photo taken of the two escapees. "Sir, it's them! The insurgents!"