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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 20:13:06 GMT
Nieuw Breda, Indonesia August 31, 2015
Samuel Schut, President of the Republic of Indonesia, watched as Chancellor Beckers gave another speech on the situation on Timor. Beckers was doing his best to downplay the fact that half of the island in Australian hands, instead spouting the usual fluff about the bravery of the Indonesian soldiers and promising eventual victory.
Schut was concerned about Beckers's demeanor. He had heard the rumors about the Chancellor's pill addiction, but now he could see for himself. Beckers was showing all the signs of withdrawal, shaking and fidgeting as he delivered his speech. Schut had no doubt that Beckers was gonna pop more pills when he was finished.
"Something needs to be done" he said to an aide beside him. "We can't have a fucking junkie in charge in a dangerous time like this."
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:05:05 GMT
Nieuw Breda, Indonesia September 1, 2015
The phone rang. Chancellor Beckers picked it up. "This is the chancellor speaking" he said. "Who is this?"
"It's President Schut" said the voice on the other end. "This is an urgent matter."
"And this matter is?" replied Beckers.
"I've heard about your growing addiction to painkillers" said Schut. "I'm afraid that your addiction is compromising your ability to govern. Therefore, I have decided to relieve you of the chancellorship."
Beckers slammed his fist on the table. "This is treason!" he shouted. "You can't just go changing this country's leadership in the middle of a war!"
"You can if the current leadership is incompetent" replied Schut.
"Incompetent?" screamed Beckers. "What makes you think I'm incompetent?"
"Your pill-popping" Schut said firmly.
"Those are all lies!" replied Beckers. "Nothing but gossip and innuendo! I am not an addict!"
Schut stood his ground. "It is my duty as President-" Beckers cut him off. "Your duty is not to interfere in politics!" he screamed. "Your duty is smile and nod to whatever decisions the government makes! You will pay for this betrayal." With that, Beckers slammed the phone down, leaving a confused and distressed Schut.
Schut immediately dialed Patriot Party chairman Alfons Buwalda. "So how did it go?" Buwalda asked. "Poorly" replied Schut. "The damned fool is in obvious denial about his fitness to govern."
"Looks like we'll have to resort to drastic measures" said Buwalda. "If we don't stop this, our nation and race is doomed."
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:05:46 GMT
Nieuw Breda, Indonesia September 1, 2015
Buwalda had broken every traffic law in the book getting to the President's mansion. Schut had summoned him to discuss what to do about the chancellor.
As he pulled up to the mansion, Buwalda saw military vehicles and soldiers surrounding the building. Buwalda's eyes went wide as he saw President Schut being led out at gunpoint.
Quickly, he turned around and sped away. I just hope the chancellor didn't catch our conversation he thought.
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:06:40 GMT
Kupang, Timor September 8, 2015
General Geert Leeuw stared ahead as his vehicle rolled into the Australians' camp. His men had put up a valiant fight, but it was all in vain. Now, he was meeting with the Australians to negotiate a surrender.
Leeuw gritted his teeth when he saw the Australian general. It seemed that Australians had decided to humiliate him by making him surrender to a Filipino officer.
For Australian General Daniel Vidal, it was also an uncomfortable experience. He knew that thanks to the Indonesians, the roughly 1.8 million Filipinos in the Commonwealth realms affected by the event were now all that remained of the Filipino race.
"You must be enjoying this immensely" Leeuw growled.
"I would enjoy it even more if we had came earlier" replied Vidal. "So we could stop your butchery."
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:07:44 GMT
IM Willem de Zwijger The Tasmanian Sea September 8, 2015
Commander Jan Drost took another bite out of his meatloaf. The Willem de Zwijger may not have had the most comfortable living conditions, but the food was always satisfying.
The de Zwijger class had been created to circumvent the restrictions on Indonesia's nuclear arsenal placed by NUSA. The Indonesian navy had been forbidden from constructing ballistic missile submarines. But cruise missile subs were fair game, since they were normally equipped with non-nuclear payloads.
Suddenly, a sailor handed Drost a note. When he read it, the color drained from his face.
Timor has fallen. As of now, Operation Thumbscrew is authorized. Pick first target at your discretion, but do not hit the capital. We still need an enemy leadership to negotiate with.
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:08:34 GMT
Sydney, Australia September 8, 2015
It was a calm evening in Sydney. Families were sitting down to dinner-albeit with reduced portions due to rationing. While Sydney had never directly affected by the conflict, the implementation of total war measures had a palpable effect on the daily lives of the city's residents.
Nobody had a clue of the devastation coming. While the RAAF had sophisticated early warning systems to detect incoming nuclear bombers, they had no means of dealing with submarine-launched weapons, since they had been banned alongside ICBMs. Thus, Willem de Zwijger was able to get into an ideal launch position and launch a single Wraak cruise missile. The projectile raced towards Sydney, flying just low enough to avoid RDF detection.
At roughly 09:50 local time, the missile detonated directly over Cockle Bay. The ensuring fireball devoured several square miles of the city. Unsuspecting citizens were cremated alive. The Sydney Opera House, Sydney's most famous and enduring landmark, was incinerated.
Those in the surrounding area who happened to looking at the blast were blinded. Those that had the presence of mind to look away had their sight preserved to look at the mushroom cloud rising over the firestorm.
Nieuw Breda, Indonesia
"This is Chancellor David Beckers of the Republic of Indonesia. I have a message for the so-called Commonwealth of Australia."
"Moments ago, one of your cities was destroyed by a missile from one of our submarines. If you do not unconditionally surrender within the next 24 hours, another one of your cities will be destroyed. This cycle will go on for as long as you choose to hold out."
"And don't bother to hunt for the submarine that launched the nuke. I have ordered its crew to launch its entire payload should it find itself cornered."
"There is no alternative for you. You will surrender. The only choice you have is how much destruction you suffer beforehand."
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:09:59 GMT
Canberra, Australia September 8, 2015
Prime Minister Shorten watched Beckers's message on the TV screen, doing his best to contain his simmering rage.
"What are we supposed to do?" asked Defense Minister Ryan Carter-Thaddeus. "They seem to be serious about their threat."
"Get me in touch with Allied Pact Pacific Command in Fiji" replied Shorten.
RAF Henderson, Solomon Islands
Colonel Tally was enjoying a meal in the mess hall when an officer walked up to him. "I have a message from Air Marshal Donald Horton in Fiji" said the officer, his hands trembling as he handed the note to Tally.
When Tally read the note, his stomach turned inside out.
FLASH TRAFFIC: RAF Suva to all RAF units in Pacific
A 120-kt nuclear explosion has been reported in Sydney. The Republic of Indonesia has claimed responsibility and is threatening more attacks unless Australia surrenders. Under Article Ten of the Allied Pact Treaty, the use of nuclear weapons against Indonesia is now authorized.
End of message
Immediately, Tally stood up. "Dinnertime's over!" he shouted. "Everybody get to your planes now!"
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:11:25 GMT
Nieuw Breda, Indonesia September 9, 2015
It was three AM and all was quiet on the streets of Indonesia's capital. Many citizens were asleep in their beds. None of them knew they had only minutes to live.
Within hours of the strike on Sydney, Lancasters began taking off from bases in the Solomons, Vanuatu, and Fiji. As they crossed over New Guinea, the bombers were joined by RAAF Typhoons for escort. At first, it seemed like another conventional bombing raid to the Indonesians. But the number of bombers kept increasing.
The city of Ambon in the Moluccas was the first to feel the wrath of the Commonwealth. The city was hit by a single Blue Nile missile and incinerated.
The bombers continued their westward push, dropping their ordnance on various military, industrial, and civilian targets. Indonesian Aeroforce interceptors tried frantically to stop the destruction, and actually managed to shoot down three Lancasters. The escorting Typhoons managed to fight them off, however.
At 03:20, it was Nieuw Breda's turn. Air raid sirens sounded mere minutes ahead of the bombers' arrival as the authorities tried desperately to rouse citizens from their beds and get them to the nearest shelter. While they were successful in getting some citizens to safety, others were still left in the open when the Blue Nile detonated over the heart of the city. Chancellor Beckers, who had collapsed shortly after his message to the Australian government, was vaporized as he lay in his hospital bed.
The Indonesians never had a chance. The Indonesian Aeroforce had attempted to retaliate with nuclear strikes of their own, but only a few bombers were able to get off the ground, and none of them made it past New Guinea or the Timor Sea, being ruthlessly cut down by RAAF Typhoons. The only successful strike was on Port Moresby, which was obliterated by a free-fall bomb.
All told, a grand total of 20 nuclear weapons were used on Indonesia. Their job done, the Lancasters turned back east and returned to their bases, concluding the first use of nuclear weapons in anger by the Empire in 70 years.
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:12:04 GMT
IM Willem de Zwijger The Tasmanian Sea September 9, 2015
Commander Drost didn't know what to do. The crew of Willem de Zwijger had been trying frantically for the past several hours to contact the Indonesian Navy command in Nieuw Breda.
Slowly, it dawned on Drost and the rest of the sub's crew what had happened to their homeland. The realization made Drost sick to his stomach.
Now, he was alone in his captain's quarters writing his final orders to his crew, instructing them to head for Hawaii. Once he was done, Drost laid down on his bed and shot himself with his revolver.
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:12:47 GMT
Hong Kong September 10, 2015
Lieutenant General Jan Hendrix did his best not to vomit as he sat down with General Ronald Ma. After an eight-month siege, he was here to negotiate an end to hostilities.
For General Ma, the ceasefire couldn't have come to a better time. The siege had strained the city's resources, especially its water supply. As a matter of fact, Ma had been contemplating surrender when he was suddenly informed that the Indonesians had requested a truce. Ma couldn't figure why the Indonesians had suddenly lost the will to fight. Then he learned of the nuclear attack on Australia and the RAF's reprisal.
The scene was the same throughout the Empire's Far Eastern territories, as demoralized Indonesian soldiers laid down their weapons and surrendered en masse. Most of them were allowed to retreat to the nearest Indonesian territory.
"So" asked Ma "Where are you gonna go now?"
"Formosa has declared independence and is claiming much of the Chinese coast" replied Hendrix. "They are requesting that we go to them."
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:13:26 GMT
Canberra, Australia September 13, 2015
"So, what's going on with Indonesia right now?" asked Shorten.
"Well" replied Minister for Foreign Affairs Merle Burke. "Formosa, Indochina, and the Philippines have all declared independence. All three are basically telling us 'we'll leave you alone, just don't hurt us!'"
"Fair enough" replied Shorten. He wanted to punish them in full for their past crimes, but the time for that would come another day. "What about the rest of Indonesia?"
"Borneo has been folded into the Imperial Union of Malaya" said Governor-General Arnold Joseph. "The 'natives' aren't too happy with it, but who cares?"
"We should send them back to the Netherlands" said Shorten. "Its current state would suit those wankers quite well."
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:15:01 GMT
HMS Resolution The Strait of Malacca September 14, 2015
Captain Thaddeus Morse was happy to be setting sail again. After the event, his ship had been cooped up in port by the threat of Indonesian air power. Now, with the Indonesians broken, HMS Resolution could join the war effort for real.
"So, where are we going next?" asked a sailor. "To the Persian Gulf" replied Morse. "We're gonna put a dent in NUSA's oil supply. Then it's on to Africa."
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:16:01 GMT
Shicagwa, Iowai September 15, 2015
President Oswald couldn't get past his disbelief at what had happened to Indonesia. He never thought the Empire could get that bloodthirsty.
What really concerned Oswald was the method by which they delivered their weapons. While the Space Defense Program was very effective against ballistic missiles, it was ill-equipped to deal with bombers. Not that the damn thing mattered that much thought Oswald. In truth, the SDP had been nothing more than busywork for the military and scientific establishment. None of NUSA's current enemies possessed nukes-thanks to their predecessors expending their arsenals on each other-and the arsenals of the Grand Alliance members were too small to pose a true threat.
It doesn't matter thought Oswald. They won't use their nuclear weapons on us as long they know we'll retaliate with ours.
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:16:26 GMT
Madagascar September 19, 2015
Corporal Anton Van Schoor fired his rifle in the air as he and the rest of his unit tried to get the unruly crowd under control.
With links between Madagascar and the mainland breaking down thanks to Imperial interference, the Volksleger found it increasingly difficult to maintain order in the prison colony. The previously obedient population was now suddenly getting restive.
Suddenly, a shot rang out-and it wasn't from Van Schoor's side. Van Schoor collapsed in pain, clutching his leg.
As the soldiers and rioters began exchanging gunfire, two men in black watched through their binoculars. "Looks like these desperate folks know their way around a gun" said one to the other as he gestured to the rioters. "Perhaps arming them was a good idea after all."
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:16:47 GMT
New York City, New York September 20, 2015
Mayor Daniel Hart watched as the auto factory burned. It was part of the policy enacted by President Oswald-leave nothing of value for the invaders.
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:17:17 GMT
Oshkosh, Michigania September 21, 2015
Private Harlan Tipton idly stared at the ceiling as he lied on his cot. He had lost track of how long he had been in this hellhole, between the beatings and forced labor.
As he began to nod off, Tipton heard gunfire and shouting. Several soldiers rushed past his cell. The gunfire got closer, until several Canadian soldiers walked into his cell block and freed him with keys that had been presumably nicked off a dead guard. Tipton recognized them as fellow members of his battalion.
"Calvary's here" said one "now come on!" Tipton followed them into the courtyard of the prison, where the Americans were engaging multiple Canadian infantry, tanks, and gunships.
"You owe a beer for this, Harlan" said Major Thomas Barnes, the leader of Tipton's rescuers as he handed Tipton an assault rifle.
"You still owe me three" replied Tipton. "I need something to get my mind off the past few weeks."
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:17:56 GMT
Ottawa, Ontario September 25, 2015
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. President" said Nathan Corey as he shook the hand of Theodore Cole-Bradley. "Same here" replied Bradley.
After his release from captivity, Corey had managed to snag a job as a mechanic for the Canadian Army. His case had attracted some attention in the Canadian media.
"It's good to see an American from this world who hasn't been infected by NUSA's ideology" said Bradley. "How many others like you are there?"
"Not a whole lot, I'm sure" replied Corey. "Most of them are rather old, citizens of the Southron nations before they fell. All of them keep their beliefs to themselves." He sighed before continuing. "I know your world's America had a vibrant tradition of democracy before the communists took over. You're probably hoping that you can rebuild that system here." He looked Bradley in the eye. "The truth is, if you allowed the American people to have genuinely free democratic elections right now, they would vote for the same ultra-nationalistic warmongers that have been leading them for the past 124 years. It's the way they've been conditioned"
"Is there any way we could reverse this conditioning?" asked Bradley. "Show them that their worldview is wrong" replied Corey. "That they're not God's chosen people and they're not always destined to win."
"I believe we've shown them that plenty of times." replied Bradley.
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:18:20 GMT
Johannesburg, South Africa September 30, 2015
President Botha threw the bottle of beer against the wall. The news pouring in from Madagascar was discouraging. The prisoner rebellion was growing steadily, as guns continued to fall into the hands of the rebels. The South African Aeroforce was attempting to interdict the weapons drops, drawing forces away from the defense of the South African heartland.
"I have a message from General Malan in Rhodesia" said Alfons as he walked into the room.
"Save it for later" growled Botha. "I'm on a roll here."
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:19:12 GMT
Anchorage, Alaska September 30, 2015
General Zachary Wayne, the leader of American forces in Alaska, was a very disgruntled man. He had repeatedly requested reinforcements from General Joseph Barnes in the Kamchatka Peninsula. Barnes had demurred, stating the need to defend America's holdings in Siberia from the Siberian Tsardom next door. Why does he need so many troops to fight off a bunch of half-starved Russians with 40-year old gear? Wayne thought angrily to himself. Surely he could spare at least a few of his men.
Wayne was shaken out of his brooding by a message placed on his desk. He picked up the piece of paper. The contents of the message made his heart sink.
General Wayne,
We regret to inform you that due to interference by Canadian submarines and aircraft, we can no longer resupply your forces. From now on, your duty is to keep the Canadian forces in Alaska tied up as long as possible. Your continued resistance will ensure that more Canadian forces are drawn away from the heartland. If you have to disperse into the wilderness and steal weapons from the Canadians, then so be it.
Do not even think about escaping via the Bering Strait. If you do, you will be executed for dereliction of duty.
The New United States of America salutes your valor.
Non sibi sed patriae President Oswald
Wayne slammed the paper down on his desk. Now we're fucked for real he thought.
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:23:01 GMT
Anchorage, Alaska October 1, 2015
Colonel Michael Nash reclined at the desk that formerly belonged to General Wayne. The general had sealed his fate yesterday when he broached the idea of surrendering to the Canadians.
Colonel Nash would not even consider such foolishness. He had heard of the Canadians' brutality towards the ORRA personnel of the Slavic internment camps. The Canadian soldiers were executing every camp personnel they could get their hands on: guards, doctors, and scientists. If the Canadians treated that way ORRA that way, then they would certainly treat the American soldiers the same.
And thus General Wayne was now lying at the bottom of Cook Inlet with a bullet in his skull and Colonel Nash was sitting in his office.
Nash was optimistic about the chances of his men. They already had extensive experience quelling Russian militias and were well prepared to fight in the coming winter. The Canadians would pay for trying to steal their hard-won gains.
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