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The vast dunes of the desert are a death to all but the most resilient of living beings. No armies will march upon our ancient land without us knowing it, and making sure that their peril is certain. For thousands of years we have lived in the desert, and our people have adopted to fighting in them better than any other nation! No invader will survive for long enough to fight back against our forces.

By controlling all the mayor routes of travel across the desert, no armies can march through our borders without confronting us. By utilizing our superior supersonic fighters and detection equipment, no plane or flying beast can outrun us.




PROJECT GIZLILIK:
By adopting to desert conditions in our warfare, and focusing on the htree main aspects of Mobility, Intelligence and Counter-Intelligence, we gain the upper hand against an enemy unfamiliar with this terrain. Our cities are far and wide, separated by vast amounts of deadly sand which we shall employ to our advantage. PROJECT GIZLILIK focuses on creating technologies that help our forces blend in and take advantage of the cruel terrain of the deserts and mountains that form our territory. Ran in secrecy since 1991, the project has made breakthroughs in all the target areas descirben in Gen 1. Thought The 2018 Persian Summit wasn't held, in 2019 Teheran will host the event where the nations of the Empire will discuss the goals for Gen 2.

Turkey - Project HAREKETLILIK

JUNO-005/006 Hover Engines: These advanced hover engines propel our vehicles around two feet off the ground, and grant them increased mobility. With these motors, we create much less evidence of our movements across the desert, and considerably decrease the chances of sand interfering with the movement of our vehicles.

Iran - Project HAYALET

HAYALET Suit: This is afull body suit that is inspired by the reflective qualities of sand. By breaking the light hitting the suit in a fashion similar to how sand creates mirages, partly employing the surrounding desert to help in this, the image of our soldiers becomes extremely distorted and near undistinguishable from the surrounding sand. Even at extremely short distances, our soldiers remain fully stealthed and can approach VIP targets without any visual confirmation. However the technologically has a few drawbacks. Though the HAYALET armor stays fully invisible in the desert, the fiber is optimized around blending in with the sand. Other terrains will provide almost no stealth capabilities for our troops, leaving these suits only valid option for arid terrains. Our Indian division was working on a suit what could be used in wet climates, but we lost connection with them rather fast, and the progress they made wasn't significant.

Egypt - Project GÖZLERI

INUH Sensory kit: The new stanbdard for our sensory equipment, the INUH Sensory kit is a batch of interconnected sensors that can be equipped on nearly any vehicle or even footsoldier. INUH stands for Infra-Night-Ultra-Heat, which are the 4 main types of assisted visuals that the kit provides. Whilst Infra and Heat vision are closely related, The Infrared part of INUH gives a visual feedback for the user, while the heat tracking component is used to identify objects even without the user, and remains a passive scanner as opposed to Infra. The Ultrasonic componenet of the kit is a small audio feedback devices that emits mostly ultrasonic waves that act as a sort of echo-location and can map a 3D space when used. However, these sounds can sadly still be heard, due to some amount of sub-ultrasonic waves required for the device to fully work, resultung in a high-pitched clicking noise with every scan of the device. Vehicles equipped with INUH sensors can track a wide variety of audio and visual spectrums, and can better adopt to combat situations thanks to their heightened situational awareness.





TOTAL PRE-RIFT FIGURES (ALL MEMBER NATIONS):

Manpower(These numbers are rough estimates)
Population: 720,000,000
Eligible for Service: 320,000,000
Military Personnel: 7,988,000

Air Force
Fighters: 2547
Strikecraft: 2123
Attack Helicopters: 359
Transport Aircraft: 2300

Armed Forces
Combat Tanks: 21591
AFVs: 69294
SPGs: 4346
Towed Artillery Pieces: 12154
MRLSs: 3234

Naval Forces
Carriers: 2 (2 in drydocks)
Frigates: 54 (12 in drydocks)
Cruisers: 0 (2 in drydocks)
Destroyers: 0 (6 in drydocks)
Corvettes: 36
Submarines: 69 (giggity)
Patrol Craft & MWVs: 783

Logistics
Servicable Airports: 1234
Major Ports: 54
Merchant Marine Strength: 1284

TOTAL PRO-RIFT FIGURES:
TBA




I like lore. So here is a hopefully comprehensible history of a nation which should've totally existed but failed to do so IRL thanks to political and religious reasons. Be warned, this is a lot.

Quick Details: The Persian Empire includeas all middle eastern countries, plus the islamic Pakistan and Afghanistan in case that wasn't made clear.

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The vast dunes of the desert are a death to all but the most resilient of living beings. No armies will march upon our ancient land without us knowing it, and making sure that their peril is certain. For thousands of years we have lived in the desert, and our people have adopted to fighting in them better than any other nation! No invader will survive for long enough to fight back against our forces.

By controlling all the mayor routes of travel across the desert, no armies can march through our borders without confronting us. By utilizing our superior supersonic fighters and detection equipment, no plane or flying beast can outrun us.




PROJECT GIZLILIK:
By adopting to desert conditions in our warfare, and focusing on the htree main aspects of Mobility, Intelligence and Counter-Intelligence, we gain the upper hand against an enemy unfamiliar with this terrain. Our cities are far and wide, separated by vast amounts of deadly sand which we shall employ to our advantage. PROJECT GIZLILIK focuses on creating technologies that help our forces blend in and take advantage of the cruel terrain of the deserts and mountains that form our territory. Ran in secrecy since 1991, the project has made breakthroughs in all the target areas descirben in Gen 1. Thought The 2018 Persian Summit wasn't held, in 2019 Teheran will host the event where the nations of the Empire will discuss the goals for Gen 2.

Turkey - Project HAREKETLILIK

JUNO-005/006 Hover Engines: These advanced hover engines propel our vehicles around two feet off the ground, and grant them increased mobility. With these motors, we create much less evidence of our movements across the desert, and considerably decrease the chances of sand interfering with the movement of our vehicles.

Iran - Project HAYALET

HAYALET Suit: This is afull body suit that is inspired by the reflective qualities of sand. By breaking the light hitting the suit in a fashion similar to how sand creates mirages, partly employing the surrounding desert to help in this, the image of our soldiers becomes extremely distorted and near undistinguishable from the surrounding sand. Even at extremely short distances, our soldiers remain fully stealthed and can approach VIP targets without any visual confirmation. However the technologically has a few drawbacks. Though the HAYALET armor stays fully invisible in the desert, the fiber is optimized around blending in with the sand. Other terrains will provide almost no stealth capabilities for our troops, leaving these suits only valid option for arid terrains. Our Indian division was working on a suit what could be used in wet climates, but we lost connection with them rather fast, and the progress they made wasn't significant.

Egypt - Project GÖZLERI

INUH Sensory kit: The new stanbdard for our sensory equipment, the INUH Sensory kit is a batch of interconnected sensors that can be equipped on nearly any vehicle or even footsoldier. INUH stands for Infra-Night-Ultra-Heat, which are the 4 main types of assisted visuals that the kit provides. Whilst Infra and Heat vision are closely related, The Infrared part of INUH gives a visual feedback for the user, while the heat tracking component is used to identify objects even without the user, and remains a passive scanner as opposed to Infra. The Ultrasonic componenet of the kit is a small audio feedback devices that emits mostly ultrasonic waves that act as a sort of echo-location and can map a 3D space when used. However, these sounds can sadly still be heard, due to some amount of sub-ultrasonic waves required for the device to fully work, resultung in a high-pitched clicking noise with every scan of the device. Vehicles equipped with INUH sensors can track a wide variety of audio and visual spectrums, and can better adopt to combat situations thanks to their heightened situational awareness.





TOTAL PRE-RIFT FIGURES (ALL MEMBER NATIONS):

Manpower(These numbers are rough estimates)
Population: 720,000,000
Eligible for Service: 320,000,000
Military Personnel: 7,988,000

Air Force
Fighters: 2547
Strikecraft: 2123
Attack Helicopters: 359
Transport Aircraft: 2300

Armed Forces
Combat Tanks: 21591
AFVs: 69294
SPGs: 4346
Towed Artillery Pieces: 12154
MRLSs: 3234

Naval Forces
Carriers: 2 (2 in drydocks)
Frigates: 54 (12 in drydocks)
Cruisers: 0 (2 in drydocks)
Destroyers: 0 (6 in drydocks)
Corvettes: 36
Submarines: 69 (giggity)
Patrol Craft & MWVs: 783

Logistics
Servicable Airports: 1234
Major Ports: 54
Merchant Marine Strength: 1284

TOTAL PRO-RIFT FIGURES:
TBA




I like lore. So here is a hopefully comprehensible history of a nation which should've totally existed but failed to do so IRL thanks to political and religious reasons. Be warned, this is a lot.

Quick Details: The Persian Empire includeas all middle eastern countries, plus the islamic Pakistan and Afghanistan in case that wasn't made clear.



I love it put it in the character sheet and welcome to the RP.
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The warm sun that showered the coasts of Japan earlier in the morning slowly disapeared over dark foreboding clouds that signalled the coming of rain. The air was moist and cold while the sea churned a little more with the mild wind.

The coasts of Tokyo lay seemingly quiet, dead bodies of Naga and Imperials litter the sandy beaches with more dead Naga than there were dead Japanese and the beaches and docks covered in craters and charred ground where fires used to burn. Amongst the dead, the Imperials waited quietly, laying booby traps, and nests of machine guns and mortar pits with the now empty buildings serving as temporary watch towers and bunkers for the Japanese. One such building was overlooking the horizon when a sail caught the eye of a sentinel.

The boat was small, clearly not military, though it seems from his dusty, old, world war two era binoculars he saw that it was, in fact, loaded with military personnel. He yelled a whisper, down one of the hallways of what used to be a resort with many bedrooms, the rest of the men down the hall passed the message amongst eachother until it reached the dedicated radio placed near the rear of the building for a quick exit. The message was as follows:

"Possible friendlies approaching in a small civilian sail boat, hold your fire!"

They watched its slow approach as they witnessed the first drops of rain that covered the dull terrain and heard the loud crack of thunder echoing in the distance.

The sail-boat soon stopped near one of the empty docks - as men slowly got off the vessel. One of the gathered men, looked more important than the others. Namely, as any of the Imperials could see - that he wore the typical uniform of a European-style officer. Combined with a decorated jacket and a General' hat.

The man in question, slowly directed his men to shoulder rifles and scout out their approach - men whom wore also something that one might found on an European, than anybody from the mainland. It likely meant two things - namely one, either the remains of the Russian' navy had made land here. Or more likely, although equally surprising - soldiers from Ezo had come here.

Either option seemed a good one, especially if they had somebody with them that looked high on the chain of command - plus the military equipment could be useful as well.

A voice yelled out echoing across the dock, "Don't move! The place is booby trapped, we'll have our sapper guide you through!" as quickly as it was said, a three man team consisting of a rifle man, a submachine gunner, and what looked to be another rifleman with a large pouch strapped to his belt off to the side came running out. They wore Imperial uniforms, Plain Khaki, their helmets covered in leaves and twigs, and their faces painted to blend in to the shadows.

They ran in patterns criss-crossing the dock as many of the traps rellied on tripwire. They also stayed low to the ground going cover to cover ensuring that if the enemy were to show up they'd at least be in decent cover to retaliate. When they finally reached the boat they saluted and introduced themselves promptly as Private Ishikawa Nui as the designated marksman, Corporal Takei Shinji as the point man and designated machine gunner, and Private Tamayo Akira as the squad sapper. They explained that they had to be quick but careful, expressing the need to get back towards on of their strong points.

The 'General' in question saluted them back. Namely addressing himself as Secretary-General Resak - or namely THE leader of the People' Republic of Ezo, right here in the capital of the Imperials. Either he had gotten lost in some storm or had come here on purpose - either way, it meant a likely positive thing.

If the Imperials could get him into contact, with their own people. For the moment, Resak gave a whistle to his men - and barked a few orders, in his own language. Before his own, two dozen men quickly - got off the sail-boat, bringing the equipment and supplies with them.

"Lead the way," he replied, in Japanese - soon following the Imperials back to their stronghold. He himself carried an SKS, with a folded bayonet - better safe than sorry.

Going through the Imperial stronghold the arsenal of the Imperials could be described as cobbled together, with old 1940s technology and knock-offs of soviet tech alongside expensive modern equipment that was either handed to veteran soldiers or to high ranking officials. The defense was quite rustic, tripwire bombs, machine gun nests, spiderholes, things that made it hell for anything that came into Japanese territory, it was very reminiscent of the defenses set up during the 1940's and all the way into the 70's during the heated hostilities against the Soviets. Despite the equipment, everything seemed organized, and soldiers were where they were suppose to be whether it be hiding in a ditch, patrolling, or just building up defenses.

They finally got to the command builiding - a former business office - where the current commanding officer was. They were recieving and giving orders through a relay of radio networks and wired comms. The stronghold was busy, but it operated under low noise. Though the Naga are relatively easy to deal with, the real fighting is happening in the south where Japan's most ill tempered, but most effective officer makes his strike at the enemy.

Corporal Shinji and his small three man squad said their farewells and good lucks and returned to their post in due haste. The commander stepped out of the command building to greet the leader of the People' Republic of Ezo itself and his men, he spoke in their language as a form of respect. "Sir, Good afternoon! What brings you to Tokyo? Are things light in the North?" he inquired as he gestured for them to come into the building and out of the rain.

"No," replied Secretary-General Rasek, in Japanese - indicating he also knew their own language in reply. It had been the previous Secretary-General of the Worker' Party - that had agreed to re-open relationships with the mainland after the Russians completely pulled out of the Japanese Islands. Thus, he was now only the second to date - while he lacked his predecessors knowledge, he was still a young and educated man. One of the first things he learned, when talking in politics - it was always good to understand your own side, but also the side of your receiver.

"Or rather, not on the Northern tip of the mainland," he said - indicating that Ezo or Hokkaido itself was rather clean - and that the Ainu had landed onto the mainland itself. It meant, the usually divided North now likely had at least some form of support. Plus it also meant, that the Ainu were more willing to take an interest in Japanese politics - at least, moe pro-active than in the previous years.

The previous leader had been a good and understanding man - but also, a rather stubborn man. He kept talks going with unification for about seventeen years without much progress - although, while complete unification was several decades away, there still had been some agreements in economic and military matters. Although, perhaps with a new leader - things might be open for change. The North for example might finally agree on something - if any Daimyos still survived.

"No direct radio. These...freaks, severed the only sea-line. So we had to come by person," he explained. "Some of our soldiers, are making for a landing in Aomori. Then push south, until these filth are completely cleaned off the mainland..."

The commanding officer nodded once and resumed speaking in Japanese, "I see... I shall have to inform command of this new information. We were planning on making a Northern offensive, however other concerns led us to focus on the South as the influx of these Green skinned monsters and their beasts seem to be more concentrated there." he said, he gestured to one of his men and passed the message to one of the few radios that works like a link in a chain - they pass the message from one station to another in order to effectively keep near instant communication with the network being at least somewhat more reliable than wire in certain situations.

The radio crackled to life as a response came almost immediately, straight from high command, "Major Nakamura, keep the Secretary-General safe, see to it that he gets what he needs. If the Secretary-General came to Tokyo instead of a simple messenger, then he is here for a reason."

He then promptly turned to face Resak, "Is there anything I can do for you sir?" he spoke with a manner of respect and discipline while keeping his posture straight and neat despite the pouring rain.

"Indeed. I was hoping to get into contact, with the highest in the Imperial Command," replied Resak, pulling off his hat and setting it down onto the table. "We have received broken messages from China and Korea..."

"It seems, that some factions have already been fractured and fighting each other as well as these Invaders," he explained, soon steeling his eyes and looking at the CO of this Outpost.

"We need a united offensive. Otherwise - we'd never be able to clean Japan completely of these freaks," he explained. "We're divided as it is - anything more and likely the future of this land, might be only of tales and ruins..."

"This is why I came. We need to unify our cause, to make sure neither side tries to undermine the other - for any number of reasons," he explained, war was a time of great change but also deep division. If they started out, impacting each other' offensives in small ways - it could easily unravel into a war on three sides. That was something Rasek didn't want - and he was sure the neither did the Imperials.

"A united offensive to drive these filth of the homeland," he added - in a more lower tone. His father had been a Soviet Officer - while his mother had both Ainu and Japanese roots in her. She had been the kinder soul of the family - namely wishing for peace, since in her opinion they were all part of the homeland - one Japan, one people.

The Major considered his words, but then decided it wasn't his place to give any input on the matter. However, he did feel that finally there might be a chance to restore unity to Japan. He turned forty-five degrees on his heel and clicked his boots together then whistled for one of the supply trucks to come over.

He then turned to face the Secretary-General again, "Sir, you will have to talk to the council, the military board, and the steward in person to avoid hiccups through the Network. They are currently in the Chubu region in the Niigata prefecture..." As he was explaining, he gathered a few men to bolster the escort that the Secretary-General came with. "They are in the middle of Joetsu city using an old castle known as Kasugayama as a headquarters until we can be sure that Tokyo is secure."

The Security detail was also asigned a few armored personel carriers coppied from the Russian BMP's. The extra squad that the Major gathered filed into the truck, the APC's opened their doors for the Secretary-General and his men. Overall the convoy would consist of two APC's known as Type-60S and one supply truck.

Major Nakamura then turned to face the Resak and bowed respectfully, "I'm sorry we couldn't get you anything more comfortable Secretary-General, but this is all we have to spare." Nakamura apologized for the lack of luxury they could offer, but what they lacked in luxury could at least offer some form of protection.

"It will do. We are bred in hardship anyway," he replied, as Major Nakamura would get other reports on his radio-man. Who soon arrived to his side in a rush and informed of several dozen sail-boats arriving at their coast.

"I didn't come without bringing some gifts," he added, with a smile - before getting onboard the APC with his own staff of five.

Namely it was a supply run to Tokyo - namely food and ammunition. Mostly the usual 7.62mm - but also some decent guns to use them. Namely the surplus of military-grade SKS, that had been left on Ezo - when the Soviet Union collapsed. Plus the previous Secretary-General hadn't seen any reason to return such weapons post-haste.

Thus the usual Imperials might have a semi-automatic rifles to use instead of the usual bolt or lever-action. Or rather, utilized in this weather. One good thing about Soviet equipment was they worked anywhere in the world, no matter the weather condition.

Plus several bags of ratless rice and fresh fish always helped in boosting the morale if any army.

The good Major would then go on to tell his radio-man to inform logistics of the new influx of supplies. Nakamura then turned to return the smile and bowed again, this time to say thank you perfusely. "The Japanese here would finally have decent food after a year of living off scraps and rations."

"You need to get to Niigata quickly sir, before the southern offensive kicks off, once we are committed to the offensive most of our resources will go to that push."

The Imperials already strong resolve and morale was about to be bolstered by fresh food, new weapons, and more ammunition. The knock-off versions of the SKS and the AK worked rather decently but there were never enough of them, as a result most Japanese infantry used 1940's weapons and the knock-offs and stolen modern weapons went to squad leaders and officers.

"We will not let these gifts go to waste!" he exclaimed proudly, he wished the Secretary-General luck on his journey as they went their separate ways.

Resak, saluted in reply, as the APC' door closed and they were soon quickly off on their trip towards the Chubu region. One thing, that might be most useful was likely the RPG-7s, they had several crates of them. Although, they were easy to use and no doubt - would be useful, if any Siege Beast decided to make its appearance.

For the time being, the offensive was on to clear Japan of the creatures - the offensive for unification, was only several weeks away.
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The warm sun that showered the coasts of Japan earlier in the morning slowly disapeared over dark foreboding clouds that signalled the coming of rain. The air was moist and cold while the sea churned a little more with the mild wind.

The coasts of Tokyo lay seemingly quiet, dead bodies of Naga and Imperials litter the sandy beaches with more dead Naga than there were dead Japanese and the beaches and docks covered in craters and charred ground where fires used to burn. Amongst the dead, the Imperials waited quietly, laying booby traps, and nests of machine guns and mortar pits with the now empty buildings serving as temporary watch towers and bunkers for the Japanese. One such building was overlooking the horizon when a sail caught the eye of a sentinel.

The boat was small, clearly not military, though it seems from his dusty, old, world war two era binoculars he saw that it was, in fact, loaded with military personnel. He yelled a whisper, down one of the hallways of what used to be a resort with many bedrooms, the rest of the men down the hall passed the message amongst eachother until it reached the dedicated radio placed near the rear of the building for a quick exit. The message was as follows:

"Possible friendlies approaching in a small civilian sail boat, hold your fire!"

They watched its slow approach as they witnessed the first drops of rain that covered the dull terrain and heard the loud crack of thunder echoing in the distance.

The sail-boat soon stopped near one of the empty docks - as men slowly got off the vessel. One of the gathered men, looked more important than the others. Namely, as any of the Imperials could see - that he wore the typical uniform of a European-style officer. Combined with a decorated jacket and a General' hat.

The man in question, slowly directed his men to shoulder rifles and scout out their approach - men whom wore also something that one might found on an European, than anybody from the mainland. It likely meant two things - namely one, either the remains of the Russian' navy had made land here. Or more likely, although equally surprising - soldiers from Ezo had come here.

Either option seemed a good one, especially if they had somebody with them that looked high on the chain of command - plus the military equipment could be useful as well.

A voice yelled out echoing across the dock, "Don't move! The place is booby trapped, we'll have our sapper guide you through!" as quickly as it was said, a three man team consisting of a rifle man, a submachine gunner, and what looked to be another rifleman with a large pouch strapped to his belt off to the side came running out. They wore Imperial uniforms, Plain Khaki, their helmets covered in leaves and twigs, and their faces painted to blend in to the shadows.

They ran in patterns criss-crossing the dock as many of the traps rellied on tripwire. They also stayed low to the ground going cover to cover ensuring that if the enemy were to show up they'd at least be in decent cover to retaliate. When they finally reached the boat they saluted and introduced themselves promptly as Private Ishikawa Nui as the designated marksman, Corporal Takei Shinji as the point man and designated machine gunner, and Private Tamayo Akira as the squad sapper. They explained that they had to be quick but careful, expressing the need to get back towards on of their strong points.

The 'General' in question saluted them back. Namely addressing himself as Secretary-General Resak - or namely THE leader of the People' Republic of Ezo, right here in the capital of the Imperials. Either he had gotten lost in some storm or had come here on purpose - either way, it meant a likely positive thing.

If the Imperials could get him into contact, with their own people. For the moment, Resak gave a whistle to his men - and barked a few orders, in his own language. Before his own, two dozen men quickly - got off the sail-boat, bringing the equipment and supplies with them.

"Lead the way," he replied, in Japanese - soon following the Imperials back to their stronghold. He himself carried an SKS, with a folded bayonet - better safe than sorry.

Going through the Imperial stronghold the arsenal of the Imperials could be described as cobbled together, with old 1940s technology and knock-offs of soviet tech alongside expensive modern equipment that was either handed to veteran soldiers or to high ranking officials. The defense was quite rustic, tripwire bombs, machine gun nests, spiderholes, things that made it hell for anything that came into Japanese territory, it was very reminiscent of the defenses set up during the 1940's and all the way into the 70's during the heated hostilities against the Soviets. Despite the equipment, everything seemed organized, and soldiers were where they were suppose to be whether it be hiding in a ditch, patrolling, or just building up defenses.

They finally got to the command builiding - a former business office - where the current commanding officer was. They were recieving and giving orders through a relay of radio networks and wired comms. The stronghold was busy, but it operated under low noise. Though the Naga are relatively easy to deal with, the real fighting is happening in the south where Japan's most ill tempered, but most effective officer makes his strike at the enemy.

Corporal Shinji and his small three man squad said their farewells and good lucks and returned to their post in due haste. The commander stepped out of the command building to greet the leader of the People' Republic of Ezo itself and his men, he spoke in their language as a form of respect. "Sir, Good afternoon! What brings you to Tokyo? Are things light in the North?" he inquired as he gestured for them to come into the building and out of the rain.

"No," replied Secretary-General Rasek, in Japanese - indicating he also knew their own language in reply. It had been the previous Secretary-General of the Worker' Party - that had agreed to re-open relationships with the mainland after the Russians completely pulled out of the Japanese Islands. Thus, he was now only the second to date - while he lacked his predecessors knowledge, he was still a young and educated man. One of the first things he learned, when talking in politics - it was always good to understand your own side, but also the side of your receiver.

"Or rather, not on the Northern tip of the mainland," he said - indicating that Ezo or Hokkaido itself was rather clean - and that the Ainu had landed onto the mainland itself. It meant, the usually divided North now likely had at least some form of support. Plus it also meant, that the Ainu were more willing to take an interest in Japanese politics - at least, moe pro-active than in the previous years.

The previous leader had been a good and understanding man - but also, a rather stubborn man. He kept talks going with unification for about seventeen years without much progress - although, while complete unification was several decades away, there still had been some agreements in economic and military matters. Although, perhaps with a new leader - things might be open for change. The North for example might finally agree on something - if any Daimyos still survived.

"No direct radio. These...freaks, severed the only sea-line. So we had to come by person," he explained. "Some of our soldiers, are making for a landing in Aomori. Then push south, until these filth are completely cleaned off the mainland..."

The commanding officer nodded once and resumed speaking in Japanese, "I see... I shall have to inform command of this new information. We were planning on making a Northern offensive, however other concerns led us to focus on the South as the influx of these Green skinned monsters and their beasts seem to be more concentrated there." he said, he gestured to one of his men and passed the message to one of the few radios that works like a link in a chain - they pass the message from one station to another in order to effectively keep near instant communication with the network being at least somewhat more reliable than wire in certain situations.

The radio crackled to life as a response came almost immediately, straight from high command, "Major Nakamura, keep the Secretary-General safe, see to it that he gets what he needs. If the Secretary-General came to Tokyo instead of a simple messenger, then he is here for a reason."

He then promptly turned to face Resak, "Is there anything I can do for you sir?" he spoke with a manner of respect and discipline while keeping his posture straight and neat despite the pouring rain.

"Indeed. I was hoping to get into contact, with the highest in the Imperial Command," replied Resak, pulling off his hat and setting it down onto the table. "We have received broken messages from China and Korea..."

"It seems, that some factions have already been fractured and fighting each other as well as these Invaders," he explained, soon steeling his eyes and looking at the CO of this Outpost.

"We need a united offensive. Otherwise - we'd never be able to clean Japan completely of these freaks," he explained. "We're divided as it is - anything more and likely the future of this land, might be only of tales and ruins..."

"This is why I came. We need to unify our cause, to make sure neither side tries to undermine the other - for any number of reasons," he explained, war was a time of great change but also deep division. If they started out, impacting each other' offensives in small ways - it could easily unravel into a war on three sides. That was something Rasek didn't want - and he was sure the neither did the Imperials.

"A united offensive to drive these filth of the homeland," he added - in a more lower tone. His father had been a Soviet Officer - while his mother had both Ainu and Japanese roots in her. She had been the kinder soul of the family - namely wishing for peace, since in her opinion they were all part of the homeland - one Japan, one people.

The Major considered his words, but then decided it wasn't his place to give any input on the matter. However, he did feel that finally there might be a chance to restore unity to Japan. He turned forty-five degrees on his heel and clicked his boots together then whistled for one of the supply trucks to come over.

He then turned to face the Secretary-General again, "Sir, you will have to talk to the council, the military board, and the steward in person to avoid hiccups through the Network. They are currently in the Chubu region in the Niigata prefecture..." As he was explaining, he gathered a few men to bolster the escort that the Secretary-General came with. "They are in the middle of Joetsu city using an old castle known as Kasugayama as a headquarters until we can be sure that Tokyo is secure."

The Security detail was also asigned a few armored personel carriers coppied from the Russian BMP's. The extra squad that the Major gathered filed into the truck, the APC's opened their doors for the Secretary-General and his men. Overall the convoy would consist of two APC's known as Type-60S and one supply truck.

Major Nakamura then turned to face the Resak and bowed respectfully, "I'm sorry we couldn't get you anything more comfortable Secretary-General, but this is all we have to spare." Nakamura apologized for the lack of luxury they could offer, but what they lacked in luxury could at least offer some form of protection.

"It will do. We are bred in hardship anyway," he replied, as Major Nakamura would get other reports on his radio-man. Who soon arrived to his side in a rush and informed of several dozen sail-boats arriving at their coast.

"I didn't come without bringing some gifts," he added, with a smile - before getting onboard the APC with his own staff of five.

Namely it was a supply run to Tokyo - namely food and ammunition. Mostly the usual 7.62mm - but also some decent guns to use them. Namely the surplus of military-grade SKS, that had been left on Ezo - when the Soviet Union collapsed. Plus the previous Secretary-General hadn't seen any reason to return such weapons post-haste.

Thus the usual Imperials might have a semi-automatic rifles to use instead of the usual bolt or lever-action. Or rather, utilized in this weather. One good thing about Soviet equipment was they worked anywhere in the world, no matter the weather condition.

Plus several bags of ratless rice and fresh fish always helped in boosting the morale if any army.

The good Major would then go on to tell his radio-man to inform logistics of the new influx of supplies. Nakamura then turned to return the smile and bowed again, this time to say thank you perfusely. "The Japanese here would finally have decent food after a year of living off scraps and rations."

"You need to get to Niigata quickly sir, before the southern offensive kicks off, once we are committed to the offensive most of our resources will go to that push."

The Imperials already strong resolve and morale was about to be bolstered by fresh food, new weapons, and more ammunition. The knock-off versions of the SKS and the AK worked rather decently but there were never enough of them, as a result most Japanese infantry used 1940's weapons and the knock-offs and stolen modern weapons went to squad leaders and officers.

"We will not let these gifts go to waste!" he exclaimed proudly, he wished the Secretary-General luck on his journey as they went their separate ways.

Resak, saluted in reply, as the APC' door closed and they were soon quickly off on their trip towards the Chubu region. One thing, that might be most useful was likely the RPG-7s, they had several crates of them. Although, they were easy to use and no doubt - would be useful, if any Siege Beast decided to make its appearance.

For the time being, the offensive was on to clear Japan of the creatures - the offensive for unification, was only several weeks away.


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Announcement


Due to some personal reasons and other various reasons, a number of our members had to leave. Now that I have accounted for their disappearance and I would be holding an event that would make the Rp more interesting and to hopefully draw in more players that are interested with joining us.



I hope the sudden lost of members would make you all leave and I hope that I can keep the roleplay fun and interesting for the next days to come. Of course the once that withdrawn can in any way still rejoin the roleplay as a new faction or the remnants of their own nation.



Hope that this doesn't destroys your interest in the roleplay and hopefully we get new meat for the meat grinder.
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Sure. Full steam ahead! Let's keep this train going.
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I'm staying, you won't lose me so easily. If we get more players then that just means more exciting events
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Nice to hear you guys are on board.
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The summary is done now if there is something missing and if you wanted to add something just tell me.

World report





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Inside a room completely covered with piles of documents a group of people were organizing and segregating the reports they have gathered through the year. The room was scorching hot and some of the documents were being ruined by the sweat of the women and men that decided to dedicate their lives to inform what civilizations that was left of the current events of their world. Soon, the tapping of feet became echoing from the outside of the room as the women and men that was essentially swimming in paper work goes into overdrive.

The door opens revealing a group of people with trays as the group inside started hauling the papers into the trays. "We don't know how accurate they are but, we have alot of our people are backing the claim." One of them informs them before bowing and going back to gathering the others. The man that seems to be in-charge nods and smiles reassuring her that she did a good job. After the first of the trays was filled they started transporting it to a room full of computers and cameras and mics.

The now Iconic informer of what's left of civilization was standing and reviewing the bits of paper and reports that was presented to him, thinking of ways to lessen and concise the papers enough to keep his audiences or viewers listen to him while retaining the message and information needed. The strange organization was now called and referred to as the M show as they would air throughout the world informing them of nations still fighting the war.

Silvius stands in the back, the once esteemed UN leader was running this small enclave he had barely getting by and surviving but, still finding the time to spread the information around the word, via radio, Television, or anything that can get there broadcast. Soon, the lights turned red followed with a loud blare signaling the staff to start the show. Mr. M assumes his position breathing heavily to ready himself for the series of words he would say in succession.







He repeats the message Translating it to as many languages as he can before the recording finally ends now being broadcast to the various parts of the world.

Fantasy World report





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Ga'vo was once again given the chance to talk as the reports of comes in for the fantasy creatures starting with the most obvious and well known one with the humans finally joining the war. He sights in disbelief as he had received one of the notebooks that the orc veterans had with them revealing to the old man of the feats and terror his race were going through.

The stories of the invaders spewing forth weapons of mass destruction and the land bursting with fire as they charge into the strange iron beast of the world eaters. Then like their ancient wars from before their young as custom was dragged into it, their short lives traded by a small flying iron rod into the body. Then many more names and stories popped up and with the pages the blood of the people whose stories are being told.

Soon, he was given the go signal it was time to start his announce as he takes a deep breath as the apparatus from before were set into place. "The Wrathos Empire has started to aid us in our holy cause and with their aid we shall save the earth mother." He excitedly starts off. "And our brave brothers and sisters have taken several cities of the world eaters, soon the war will tilt into our favor and we shall cure our world!" He continue with the same tone and excitement."

Though he knew for a fact that several of the world eaters have entered the Crysallus and the fact that the orcs are being pushed to the brink, but as he announces the news that his superior wanted the morale of those still alive rises.

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Also the time skip is done hope that it works sorry if its not too great.
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