Multipolarity II - Game Thread

Angola will protect Crusader claims and sovereignty as per the GUNS-MA organization.
 
London will protect Crusader claims and sovereignty under the auspices of the GUN-MA Agreement.
 
...You can't be serious? You're literally over TWELVE THOUSAND KILOMETERS AWAY!

And what makes you think Egypt wants to be oppressed by either of your Imperialist countries?

We'll be waiting if they decide to join the free route. Throwing off imperialism is the first step to anarchy and freedom.
 
And what makes you think Egypt wants to be oppressed by either of your Imperialist countries?

We'll be waiting if they decide to join the free route. Throwing off imperialism is the first step to anarchy and freedom.

I will literally burn every Somali alive.
 
And what makes you think Egypt wants to be oppressed by either of your Imperialist countries?

We'll be waiting if they decide to join the free route. Throwing off imperialism is the first step to anarchy and freedom.

We'll defend Crusader claims in Egypt from Somalia and Katterland.

In other news, GUNS is happy to announce the integration of the Finno-Polish nation into our mutual defensive network as a minor partner. This partnership between GUNS and Partitionia will be beneficial for both sides.
 
Sone, don't blame the Somalis! They're simply forced to be free!
 
I will literally burn every Somali alive.

We'll defend Crusader claims in Egypt from Somalia and Katterland.

In other news, GUNS is happy to announce the integration of the Finno-Polish nation into our mutual defensive network as a minor partner. This partnership between GUNS and Partitionia will be beneficial for both sides.

Wow you people are fascists, and authoritarians as well.

Somalia will not be getting involved in Egypt. We do, however, object on principle to a war on African soil. Should the war harm Somalian citizens or property, we are not afraid to intervene to protect said citizens and property.

Sone, don't blame the Somalis! They're simply forced to be free!

Au contraire. Your people are forced to be slaves.

I will literally burn every Somali government agent and soldier.


Oh, so you'll keep shouting at the wall while not harming any actual people?;)

Somalia has a government? That's news.

Well, we actually have a lot of them. But nobody is forced to be associated with one against their will. That's the difference between "Government" and "State."
 
The USSR looks upon the conflicts in Egypt and scoffs at them. Who would fight over some sand? Black Sea sand the best sand!
 
Oz, you are going to die. Very painfully. VERY VERY PAINFULLY.

@Katter: We will support your Egyptian claims if you declare war on Oz. We know that they hold some of your ansestral lands, so we would appreciate any help.

@The World: We need help! Oz attacked us for no reason, they are being mean and evil! We will give you good things and alliances if you help us kill Oz!
 
Well you're certainly not getting help from GUNS-MA.
 
I will literally burn every Somali alive.

Mandatum has written this down.

...and they call us criminals...

Oz, you are going to die. Very painfully. VERY VERY PAINFULLY.

@Katter: We will support your Egyptian claims if you declare war on Oz. We know that they hold some of your ansestral lands, so we would appreciate any help.

@The World: We need help! Oz attacked us for no reason, they are being mean and evil! We will give you good things and alliances if you help us kill Oz!

Mandatum is intrested in this chaos. What to start our new freindship by becoming part of IVESA and join the Vehemens Games, followed by saying sorry for denouncing us? We fancy making a public freindship for a change and you would make a funny freind.

MAX: Sorry, if we dropped customs, you might get some pretty weird goods moving through your land, and I don't think homicidal elephants are in high demand right now.

Can we haz zee elephants for the Vehemens Games and for our base death traps?
 
He walked leisurely, sharp clicks reverberating up and down the hall with each step. It was quiet in the complex, most of the workers shut up in the design labs, computing rather than crafting. It was certainly a far cry from the buzzing hive these plants used to be not five years ago. Reconstitution had been slow, marred both by the rapid retraction of the federal administration and a general breakdown in infrastructure. Resource shortages ran rampant; parts that couldn’t be built to order were scavenged from obsoletes and prototypes alike. Recovery would take years, and it would certainly be decades before engineering could catch up to the level before it was so rudely interrupted.

He reached the end of the corridor and turned right into one of the garages. Various small trucks were parked inside, assorted tools and machinery scattered about haphazardly, but not entirely disorderly. He proceeded further in, hearing the clanking of steel and a faint tune on a portable radio. As he approached, the labourer dragged himself out from under the chassis of an off-road vehicle. “If Wen’s asking for an estimate, tell him it hasn’t changed.”

“If I run into him, I’ll let him know.”

The man caught sight of his guest and jumped to his feet, his expression a mix of excitement and abject terror. “S-Sir,” he stuttered, hastily wiping his hands, “I wasn’t expecting you until tomorrow!”

“Train was early,” he shrugged.

“What, uh, what can I do for you?”

“Running inventory,” he replied. “I believe you still have the exhibition piece on the premises?”

“Right this way, sir,” he said quickly. He led the man back through the garage entrance, down a perpendicular hallway, and stopped outside a reinforced door. He sidestepped over to the keypad, punched in a series of numbers, and the door unlocked.

His guest took a step back. “After you,” he gestured.

The worker stepped inside and threw on the main lights. It was another garage, more akin to a small hangar, with exotic components strewn even more haphazardly over the room. The centrepiece of the workstation was a streamlined hull the size and shape of a small tank. It was suspended by overhead hooks about a metre off the ground, and lacked wheels, treads, robotic feet, or any other obvious propulsion system.

“Have you got it working?” asked the man, walking over to the frame.

“Uh, no,” said the worker, “The a-grav’s inoperable. It must have been damaged during recovery.”

“If it even worked to begin with,” he mused, skimming a finger over the hull. It was slightly uneven, and the finish had deteriorated, yet this particular specimen was the best yet recovered. “I don’t hold much affection for hovertanks personally,” he said, “The suspension’s too inefficient for the design. Certainly this design.”

“I guess R&D won’t rest until it’s vindicated for the generations of money it’s been pumping into the project,” the worker suggested.

The man turned about sharply. “What are you doing in maintenance, anyhow?” he asked, grinning bemusedly.

“I used to be a foot soldier once-upon-a-time. It’s how I got my start in the field; poached by a design board and gradually worked my way up the ladder.” He sighed. “You know how shoestringed personnel are these days. Most people are working two or three jobs when they’re only properly trained for one. I’m lucky I earned the experience beforehand.”

His guest nodded sagely. “If the Ministry of the Interior gets its act together, we might just manage to make up the manpower shortage in... oh, twenty years?” he chuckled ruefully.

“Maybe by then we’ll have figured out how to make these damn things marketable,” said, gesturing to the machine. “I know we’ve been saying we’re on the verge of a breakthrough, but—”

“—You’ve been saying that for over a century,” he finished. The FTZ project traced its origins back some eight hundred years to the military and technological synergy that followed the Scarlet Lancers’ demobilization. The original schematics were attempts at improving the propulsion system of the Crusader MBT and the so-called “Robot Tanks”, which relied on high-powered turbines to generate an air cushion for suspension. The North Atlantic Defence League had experimented with Crusaders that could switch their conventional tracks into lateral turbines; while they proved capable of clearing rough terrain and even bodies of water, the turbines were vulnerable to enemy fire, the power demands meant the main gun could not operate as long as they were deployed, and a number of accidents eventually suspended the production of the modified Crusaders. The Robot Tanks, by contrast, were fast, stable, and combat-capable, but were comparatively light and fragile. The FTZ project aimed to overcome these obstacles by developing a propulsion system powerful and reliable enough to lift a proper MBT without hindering performance.

When it was first conceived, designers expected to have a functional prototype ready in a decade; needless to say, that deadline was perpetually postponed. Models routinely proved either rudimentary failures, underweight, or unfeasible for combat. As the propulsion system shifted from air turbines to antigravity systems, costs skyrocketed. Magnetic displacement became the most encouraging option, but even as lab tests produced a working mechanism, transcribing it into a tank remained a daunting challenge as the weight of armour and weapons heavily taxed the early engines’ capabilities. No configuration was right: if it didn’t need a fixed turret, it couldn’t achieve a reasonable speed. If its protection and armament were on par with comparable conventional tanks, its fuel was only good for an hour. And if engineers finally produced a vehicle that met all the criteria, weapons or armour or some other vital component would have just been rendered obsolete and the whole sorry process would begin again. In short, despite eight centuries of trial-and-error, the project continued to lag behind the standard of the day. It had repeatedly challenged the patience of both the armed forces and the public, provoking two elections on the question of whether to continue it. Yet, for whatever reason, it stubbornly carried on, hoping that this time, it would hit the mark.

“...Then again,” the worker pondered, “The Silver Dart project took some time to finally get off the ground. No pun intended.”

“This is true,” he reflected. “Maybe once we have access to the plants in Hubei we’ll be able to take this somewhere. I understand the progress of their research wasn’t properly documented before the collapse, so they might have engineered something useful.”

“Do we have men in Hubei?”

“Negotiations are still ongoing,” he replied, “But given most of the tech centres were based in that region, I assume the government is doing everything it peaceably can to secure them before the Empire does. Given his early sabre-rattling, I don’t think anyone in China would benefit from Constantine laying claim to those blueprints.” He took a sweeping look around the room. “Anyway, that’s all I needed to see.” He exited the garage with his guide close in tow. The worker shut off the lights and re-sealed the room. “I’ve still got a couple of hours before I have to be anywhere important. May I buy you lunch?”
 
Oz is on the side of the great king Latter in Egypt situation, land that does not belong to any major power is free to be colonized by any. Distance to homeland is irrelevant.

On the matter of the Formatters saying we attack without reason. Do you deny that you contacted the great king Katter with the intention of igniting a hatred for Oz. You were campaigning against Oz and tried being unbalance to Australia in order to conquer our lands. We had every reason to attack you and defend ourselves from you evil scheming.
 
...You can't be serious? You're literally over TWELVE THOUSAND KILOMETERS AWAY!

minor detail. Incidentally for the outside observors, Katterland is not being the aggressor here, indeed we have no claims on sovereign Crusader territory, only currently unclaimed lands we wish to occupy to secure the main Katterlandish trade routes.

It is the crusaders, in their bid for Egyptian territories that are being the aggressors here by threatening war. Indeed we note they did not even attempt negotiation. The nations should know that if they desire to pick a side, that it was not Katterland who brought up the spectre of a conflict. Anyways, Katterland will now consider its options and has opened channels of communication to the militant crusaders in the hopes of peacefully avoiding war if possible, although we note we are not afraid to fight for the rights of nations to freely settle Terra Nullius lands.
 
Oz is on the side of the great king Latter in Egypt situation, land that does not belong to any major power is free to be colonized by any. Distance to homeland is irrelevant.

On the matter of the Formatters saying we attack without reason. Do you deny that you contacted the great king Katter with the intention of igniting a hatred for Oz. You were campaigning against Oz and tried being unbalance to Australia in order to conquer our lands. We had every reason to attack you and defend ourselves from you evil scheming.

Actually, we do deny it, we said that we had no intention of joining Katterland in any war. Get your facts straight.
 
The statement of Prime Minister of China, Mr. Xinhuan Chiang on the Somalian Issue:

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Xinhuan Chiang: The war against Terror is not over yet!! The blockade against Somalia was just the start for this war to destroy the terrorists. Let this be a lesson to all nations of the World. Every state that supports terrorists will feel the wrath of China! And Somalia, we are not over yet. Your Government is corrupt, your people are slaves of anarchy. If you think that the blockade is the end of the war for you, you are wrong. China does not forgets. You supported Terrorists once, you will support them again. We shall finish this joke once and for all. May God forgive you, because China shall not!

Although China supports the Crusaders and the Formatters, it will stay netrual if a war erupts.
 
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