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Countries:
Federal Republic of Beauta-
Beauta is a large, wild and rugged nation in the southern hemisphere. It is a rugged nation with few large cities and mostly small towns. Much of the country is covered in mountains and dense forests, although the northeastern region is covered in grassy coastal plains. The country has a substantial military force and their marine corps is believed to be one of the best fighting forces in the world. The capital is Arrow Point and the largest city is Southport.
Kingdom of Dagret-
Dagret is a small, narrow country running up the lower country west of Beauta. The country is mostly covered in rolling hills and grassy plains, with dense forests in the south. The capital and largest city is Nordia. The country has a cold climate due to the air currents from the south seas.
Principality of Danthuania- Danthuania is the southernmost country on the Verusa continent. The country is mostly covered in rolling plains though there are a few mountains and highlands in the south and west. Danthuania has a cold climate because of its location.
Republic of Kolkove- Kolkove is a poor country north of Beauta and Dagret that was once part of Yuktobania. During the 1950s, The state revolted against the Yuktobanian government and after a long, bloody conflict, eventually became an independent country. The victory came at a high price as most of the cities were left in ruins following the war and Dagret has been in economic ruin since the 50s.
The capital and largest city is Illya.
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Rules
1. No killing someone else's characters without their permission.
2. No controlling someone else's character without permission of the player.
3. No using nukes, chemical weapons, or other WMDs without my permission. Everything else is fine.
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(IC)
Charvez Mazzol sat in his desk in his office, smoking a cigar and lookin over a tactical map.
The door opened and Mazzol's tactical adviser walked in.
"You summoned me, your highness?"
"Yes." said Mazzol as he place his cigar in an ashtray. "Are our forces at the northern boarder?"
THe adviser responded, "Yes sir. Our invasion force is prepared to breach the boarder. However, Beautean and Dagreten Forces have been sent to secure the boarder."
Mazzol shook his head and replied, "It does not matter. They can not hold up against our numbers. Send the order to our troops. They are to launch the invasion at once."
"Right away sir!" said the adviser, soluting and walking away.
This was a day Mazzol had waited long for. He had started out in the low ranks of Danthuania's infamous Mafia. Over many years, he had worked his way up to becoming the Mafia's leader. Seking power, he led an uprising against Danthuania's weak and unstable government, assassinating the country's leaders and proclaiming himself its ruler. With most of the corrupt military as well as the entire Dantuhania crime syndicate backing him, Mazzol had become a potent force in the region.
Beauta and Dagret had stood in Mazzol's way ever before he had come to power. He would ship illegal goods through those countries to his smuggling centers in Kolkove. However, Beauta and Dagret began cracking down on Mazzol's criminal activities, even sinking a supply freighter belonging to his organization. He had retaliated, of course, but clearly blowing up passenger planes and assassinating Beauta's Chief of Staff did not send a clear enough message. They would soon learn that Charvez Mazzol was not a man to be messed with. The Federal Republic of Beauta had responded to his activities by having his top general assassinated. They bombed his drug labs and arrested his supply depots, costing him millions in losses. They even made attemps on his own life. Now, Mazzol would make them suffer. He would take their land and crush anyone who stood in his way.
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Private Rick Bales awoke from a light sleep to the sound of shouting outside his tent. Suddenly a tank shell exploded nearby, showering the tent with debris.
Lieutenant Gale shouted from outside, "Private Bales, get your ass out here!! Danthuanian forces are advancing across the border!"
"Yes sir!" shouted the Marine as he chambered a round in his M-16 and put on his gear. Rick placed his helmet on his head and rushed outside just as another tank shell exploded.
Lieutenant Gale, his commandin officer, shouted, "Enemy tanks are advancing on our position fast. I've called for air support but it will take some time to get here. I sent Corporal Hickman to get the mortar launcher and take out those tanks. You and Private Barrington need to cover him until air support gets here. Try to buy us some time until air support arrives!"
"Yes sir!" Rick shouted as he ran off to find his friend, Barrington.
"I'm over here!" shouted Barrington from a foxhole. He held his Ak-47 and his combat shotgun was strapped to is back.
Rick explained, "Gale says we need to find Hickman and provide him with cover. He's gonna try and stop some of those tanks."
Barrington nodded and lowered his nightvision goggles over his eyes. Rick did the same and they set off to find Hickman. Tank shells suddenly began raining from the sky as enemy forces approached the boarder. Rick and Barrington found Corporal Hickman loaging the mortar launcher behind a rock.
Rick looked out across the field and saw at least twenty tanks and hundreds of enemy soldiers crossing the field toward their position.
He shouted, "Corporal, we can't hold this position against them!"
Hickman responded as he aimed the mortar into the air, "We have to try at least!"
Hickman fired and the mortar whizzed through the air, exploding right next to the tank. Although it wasn't a direct hit, the explosion blew the tread off and disabled the tank. As soon as the mortar exploded, the enemy soldiers began to charge forward.
"Take that you Danthuanian bastards!" Barrington mutered as he watched the tank screech to a halt.
"Here they come!" shouted Barrington, raising his rifle.
