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RE: A Battle Unseen - Mbites - 11-11-2024
Stumpf & Summers III
September 5568
Jorgen Island, Freiheit, Darnus-Deluxe Hotel
Bernhard Stumpf and Geert Summers, SaSA intelligence officers.
Stumpf and Summers anxiously sit at the hotel bar waiting for their contact.
Summers is sipping on a very colourful drink.
"What are you drinking?" asked Stumpf
"Well... we're not that often on Jorgen. They have nice drinks here, usually you can only get this stuff in Freiheit." answered Summers
"Wait. no. Dont tell me." a worried Stumpf exclaimed.
"I am high as a kite."
During their babbling a third person sat next to them at the hotel bar, a glamorous looking woman with a very authoritative aura.
"Gentlemen." she nodded affirmatively.
A dazed Summers wonkily grabs her shoulder and greets her way too loudly
"MS LACKMANN! Glad to see you!"
Stumpf slapped Summers and the woman rested her palm on her face.
RE: A Battle Unseen - Mbites - 13-11-2024
Stumpf & Summers IV
September 5569
Undisclosed Location, Communication Installation of the SaSA
Bernhard Stumpf and Geert Summers, SaSA intelligence officers.
Summers entered a room filled with a heavy silence.
His colleague Stumpf already sat at the head of the table and gestured Summers to come join him at his side.
The other chairs are filled with highly decorated uniforms.
Summers' introduction into military hierarchy had been done many years ago, but some of them he remembers.
"Chief of Staff, General of Regional Commands, High Admiral of the Trade Fleet, President of Dual Republican Safety and Police Forces." he thought to himself.
Summers took his place next to Stumpf.
His colleague started speaking.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, most of you know why we are here. The situation in our great nation is dire and getting worse by the day. You are all disgruntled. So are we. As you know our Chairman has recently been sacked by.. that woman.."
Sighs and low volume coughs go throughout the room.
"Please open your folders at the seventh page and disregard the first few pages in jelbic, we accidentally printed a mixed document."
Summers laughed. The room looked at him like he is a moron.
"Some of you here are counted on to be loyal to this state without a fringe of doubt, and we need to use your reputation. I know what I am asking of you is terrifying but all of us here know why it has to be done."
RE: A Battle Unseen - MrFacts - 14-11-2024
Director-General PSI summoned by the king
February 5570
Royal palace Director-general Artur Aloyan was summoned by king Aris Arevyan at the royal palace, he came at the door and was let in in by an employee of the house staff.
He entered the conference room where the king was seated and who gesture to leave the formalities and to sit down.
The king starts to speak: Can i trust you with a new... let's call it a project... after last failure, i have doubts about you're capabilities.
Artur: Of course sir, i wouldn't dare to fail you twice, last time, we sended a rookie, we won't make that mistake again.
The king: Good, let start operation liberation then, our little project.
Artur: are you certain sire? it is with heavy risk?
The king: who said, it wasn't calculated in my project? a devious smile rises on the lips of King Arevyan, while he gestures Director-general Artur Aloyan to leave.
RE: A Battle Unseen - MrFacts - 14-11-2024
2 pontesian secret agents land in Kafuristan.
March 5570
2 agents where selected to start operation liberation, they where ponto-selucians, as the information they got was that they will not say they are from Pontesi and they couldn't look it either. They know what they must do, but can not speak about it, untill it is done.
They got some information, about some smugglers, that failed to archieve last time. Now the smugglers will have no choice, then to do their bidding.
They know where they dock and when, the agents will get into Istalia, no matter what!
RE: A Battle Unseen - Louis - 15-11-2024
Palace of Lights, Lac des Lumieres, Lourenne. 7:12 AM
Unity"
"He thinks he can speak so ill of Canrille and escape with his life? My forefathers have not spent years reforming this empire so it could be bent by a band of crooked worms with witless intents. The empire will not stand idle while southern rabble decide to dismantle our divine progress. My family, divine in their right, have stood among different trials of challenge and adversity, by gods I will not let legacy and progress fall by the likes of political seekers. The testament of leadership and my own trial of challenge stands before you all gentlemen. By this decree, you shall save Canrille and her progress...
Commander, by the divine power vested in me, I ask you carry out the will of Canrille."
"Yes, Your Royal Majesty. Agent Levesque, take him out when opportunity strikes. "
RE: A Battle Unseen - Kubrick - 16-11-2024
Krlmek, New Market, regional office of the RBB, 28 October 5570, 11:27.
"These numbers make no sense, did you double check?" He peeled his eyes away from the paper and looked up at the agent standing in front of his desk. Flavz simply nodded, his eyes almost showing regret at the findings he wrote up. "Alright, well, fuck. Flavz, that meeting still on we have later today with the director?" Flavz nodded again, "Yes, she'll be here around two I think, or two-thirty." He nodded a few times. "Alright, alright, tell Vatím to scrub my appointments for today, or at least until three, or even four o'clock. I need to make this presentable." Flavz replied that he would clear the schedule. And he did, for the rest of the day he was not bothered again. Instead he spent all his hours at making the information he was given presentable for the higher ups.
Hours later, at 14:48.
"We do indeed report a 114% increase in drug imports at the Zardic-Wrnuke border for the first quarter. I understand these numbers are staggering but we are catching many attempts.." For the next twenty minutes he kept on talking while the big shots listened. He later learned there were even RSB officials present, all eager to learn about this recent spike in drug smuggling. The anonymous suit stayed quiet but the RBB superiors had a few questions. He tried to answer them as truthfully as he could. Yes, they occasionally missed a few during border crossings. And yes, the border patrol guards on horseback would sometimes miss a few slippery Zards getting through the border fence. After some arguing they did seem to respect the fact the Wrnuke-Zardugal border was immensely large. Larger funds were promised, with more agents assigned to the case, and after a suit whispered in the ear of the regional director they quickly announced that he RSB would involve resources too. "Fucking hell," he muttered, but nobody heard him. The current drug raids could balance the fight but in the end there was no way to stop designer drugs from entering the Empire.
RE: A Battle Unseen - Kubrick - 16-11-2024
Secret military location somewhere in the Kingdom of Wnruke (close to Jelbe), 20 of November 5570, 15:28.
In front of him the three concrete doors opened and smoke started to escape from them. The military officers near him got quite nervous at this age. "Sir, this is highly unusual, at any stage of a test session we should all be inside to observe the effective-" He interrupted the senior officer. "No, I explicitly want to witness it from here. I want to see the hatches open and the missiles preparing. All is well, Colonel, that I am assured of." He smiled wryly at the Nuclear Command officer.
The same exercise was clear across other military installations. They both checked the code twice. 5-8-1-2-9-1-2-2-0. The code was entered and the two officers entered their keys to open the next code. Then the phone rang, the senior officer picked up and Lieutenant Sryca closely observed him. After only a few seconds the captain hung up. "Grab the book, now," he said. He did as his superior said by reaching for the book and opening it on the correct page. Right at that time a fax came in. "Engage, engage, engage. Follow procedure." To him it was clear. He opened the file to the appropriate page and waited for the correct code. The tube with the code never came. It was one of the endless exercises.
Once again he cursed himself. He looked at his superior. "Honestly, Baokrt, if I don't get to launch anything by the end of the year I will absolutely sign in with the divisional therapist. Without a bet." He smiled at him, but he quickly realised his joke was lost - many more had requested the exact same thing. As he walked out the office he could only say one thing: "Fuck."
RE: A Battle Unseen - MrFacts - 16-11-2024
The king of the Pontesian Concord of the six and his son Aram Arevyan are making themself ready to leave the royal palace, for their visit to Likatonia.
march 5571
King Aris Arevyan is making himself ready to leave for the visit towards the united republic of Likatonia, when his son Prince Aram Arevyan walks in the living room as he will go together with his father to the airport.
King aris starts a conversation with Aram:
King: I got news of the emperor's spokesperson, they know we are visiting Likatonia and want us to convince them to leave the commonwealth of Luthori.
Aram: Why?
King: Can't even tell you, son. lets go, before we are too late.
RE: A Battle Unseen - Kubrick - 16-11-2024
Wiel, Old Town, top floor of the RSB headquarters, 27 April 5571, 16:37.
His eyes lingered on the last line of the report and he could do nothing else but smile. This was his magnum opus, his greatest work. Almost two decades now he had been working for the RSB, now he was the Director-General - a reward for assisting the Emperor in cleaning up the house when ousting Temrmai Nasir as Prefect. This topped all his work, even the bold adventures he experiences as a young field agent. He picked up the phone, pressed 1 and heard his secretary respond. "Please call the palace and arrange an appointment with the Emperor and Prefect, you may inform them that the draft for Operation Prkletz Prostrnatnyrmojad is ready for review. Thank you. Yes, as soon as possible." He put the horn down and closed the file. Prkletz Prostrnatnyrmojad. Cursed Desire. Yes, this was a cursed desire the Emperor had. He looked at the world map that hung on the wall of his office, staring at that corner of Artania.
RE: A Battle Unseen - Ligbruderkrieg - 16-11-2024
Office of the Prime Minister, 10 Crown Street.
"Pontesi failed. As expected."
"It was to be expected. After all, Likatonia has been very loyal towards the Commonwealth. More than their eastern neighbor."
The Prime Minister looked at the documents given to her by the Director-General of the Imperial Foreign Intelligence Agency (IFIA), thoughtful.
She was stepped out of her thoughts by the Director-General's voice.
"Madam. What should we do?"
"Call up the Ward Financial Holdings. We have a new protégé in the North."