Eternity RPC Board
09-08-2017, 03:02 AM
Severograd, Republic of Severyane
17 Septum, 1585
"Madam Konsul, members of the cabinet, thank you for joining us today."
Konsul Yuryeva fidgeted in her chair. "What do you have for us today Secretary Rezhev?"
Aleksander Rezhev, Secretary of Foreign Affairs motioned for his assistant to begin his slideshow, and the young man at the helm clicked the slide over. A large map filled the previously white wall, it was of Balochia. The Konsul hadn't expected that, she had heard of the unrest surely, but had already been briefed on the situation. What had changed, she wondered.
"On the 14th of this month a Lappish "freedom-fighter" was killed by a car bomb, our AGB agents in the country can't pinpoint exactly who did it, but there are signs that point to it being an assassination carried out by Balochian agents."
Yuryeva frowned noticeably. "This is all old information Secretary Rezhev."
"Well, yes, but it's relevant. Things have, well, deteriorated. The Lappish are slaughtering the Balochians. It's a bloodbath Madam Konsul, the Lappish rebels have routed the under trained Balochian military and are steadily pushing them back."
"Bandits... terrorists." Yuryeva said with disgust.
The Secretary of Defense, General Josef Pyushkin, cleared his throat and leaned forward on the table. "Madam Konsul if I may, the Balochians are ethnically Vostic. We cannot abide this sort of ethnic cleansing to take place, right on our border no less! I suggest that we mobilize ground and air forces. The Third Air Force can be ready for operations within twelve hours, and we can have ground troops from the 322nd Guards Airborne Division across the border in less than a day. We must strike, and strike now with a heavy hand."
Secretary Reznev shook his head. "The situation isn't that simple General Pyushkin. You know as well as I that our SatFeed has confirmed that the Harmajaans have been mobilizing to some degree. On top of that, we need to speak with the Balochians. I'm sure whatever assistance we can offer they would take, but we cannot make a decision until we speak with them... in my opinion, of course. We also need to think of how the Karjelinnians would react to a full scale military engagement."
Konsul Yuryeva stood, and held a hand up. "General, prepare your troops, partial mobilization. Secretary Reznev, set up a meeting with the Balochian ambassador, and give instructions to our ambassadors in Karjelinn and Harmajaa to test the waters. We'll hold off on any official support other than humanitarian for now, but we will not allow a genocide to happen on our watch. Thank you all for your time."
"Thank you Madam Konsul."
17 Septum, 1585
"Madam Konsul, members of the cabinet, thank you for joining us today."
Konsul Yuryeva fidgeted in her chair. "What do you have for us today Secretary Rezhev?"
Aleksander Rezhev, Secretary of Foreign Affairs motioned for his assistant to begin his slideshow, and the young man at the helm clicked the slide over. A large map filled the previously white wall, it was of Balochia. The Konsul hadn't expected that, she had heard of the unrest surely, but had already been briefed on the situation. What had changed, she wondered.
"On the 14th of this month a Lappish "freedom-fighter" was killed by a car bomb, our AGB agents in the country can't pinpoint exactly who did it, but there are signs that point to it being an assassination carried out by Balochian agents."
Yuryeva frowned noticeably. "This is all old information Secretary Rezhev."
"Well, yes, but it's relevant. Things have, well, deteriorated. The Lappish are slaughtering the Balochians. It's a bloodbath Madam Konsul, the Lappish rebels have routed the under trained Balochian military and are steadily pushing them back."
"Bandits... terrorists." Yuryeva said with disgust.
The Secretary of Defense, General Josef Pyushkin, cleared his throat and leaned forward on the table. "Madam Konsul if I may, the Balochians are ethnically Vostic. We cannot abide this sort of ethnic cleansing to take place, right on our border no less! I suggest that we mobilize ground and air forces. The Third Air Force can be ready for operations within twelve hours, and we can have ground troops from the 322nd Guards Airborne Division across the border in less than a day. We must strike, and strike now with a heavy hand."
Secretary Reznev shook his head. "The situation isn't that simple General Pyushkin. You know as well as I that our SatFeed has confirmed that the Harmajaans have been mobilizing to some degree. On top of that, we need to speak with the Balochians. I'm sure whatever assistance we can offer they would take, but we cannot make a decision until we speak with them... in my opinion, of course. We also need to think of how the Karjelinnians would react to a full scale military engagement."
Konsul Yuryeva stood, and held a hand up. "General, prepare your troops, partial mobilization. Secretary Reznev, set up a meeting with the Balochian ambassador, and give instructions to our ambassadors in Karjelinn and Harmajaa to test the waters. We'll hold off on any official support other than humanitarian for now, but we will not allow a genocide to happen on our watch. Thank you all for your time."
"Thank you Madam Konsul."
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