01-03-2020, 05:39 AM
(Written jointly with [nation]Shen[/nation])
Presidential Manor, Litudinem
January 2nd, 2020 - 7:00 PM
President Brown quickly swallowed three ibuprofen tablets before answering the ringing phone. He felt horrible for walking out on his cabinet meeting but knew he would regret putting the Empress of Shen on hold much more. Actually, now that he thought about it, he just felt horrible in general. It was a kind of sickness in the pit of his stomach that only came from hearing horrible news. Brown felt his hands shaking as he reached for the phone. He composed himself before answering."
The voice of the 42 year old world leader came over the presidents phone. She was as calm and polite as always with her thick accent shining through every word of English she spoke.
"President Brown, It has been a while. I wish conversation was happening under better circumstances. Let me start off by extending my condolences. The Empire mourns with your people tonight."
Brown had expected this conversation since 5:00 PM, but was still dreading it to some degree. He knew he was about to commit at to a war that would doubtlessly take the lives of hundreds of brave Maximusians.
"My condolences go out to you, as well, Empress Wu Zhao."
Her response was prompt and jarring. Perhaps the empress could hear in Brown's voice that he was still in a state of mourning, and hadn't quite mentally prepared himself for talks of military operations.
"Thank you, Mr. President, but now isn't the time for morning. Now is the time for action. I have spent most of the day in meetings with my top military advisors. My nation is prepared to go to war. I assume you are doing the same?"
Zhao's words were just what Brown needed to pull him out of his stupor. It was the time for action! The rest of the world leaders were preparing for war and so should he. His response was firm.
"That is the plan, ma'am."
"Wonderful. Then we shall fight as allies. If we are to be allies then we should act as such. My ports will be open to your ships to refuel and resupply. And your Air Force may have free use of my air bases for either logistical flights or for the stationing of fighters and bombers."
Brown was amused by Zhao. She was truly one of the most no-nonsense leaders he had ever spoken to. When she wanted to get to the point she got to the point. Brown admired her, to some extent, for it.
"That's unbelievably kind of you. I'll be reaching out to the Zamastanian government to see what their plan of attack is as well."
"Of course. We must all coordinate together otherwise this will be a disaster"
This turn of events was shocking. Brown had not been at all confident that Shen would be willing to work with Zamastan closely given recent developments. He was very pleased by that, and it showed.
"Indeed. As you are aware, fighting terrorist groups is like fighting the wind. Even if you can block it or re-direct it, it comes back. I don't intend to fight an endless war. The only way to finish them once and for all will be to attack them from all angles. To do that you need all hands on deck!"
Zhao responded immediately.
"My nation has been fighting terrorists exactly like the kind that attacked us for almost a century. I will be sending my troops which have the most experienced fighting this kind of War. They will be commanded by an expert on dealing with terrorists. This war will not be long if we fight it right!"
Brown's mind began to race. He had so many phone calls to make!
"That is my hope. I will be coordinating with my generals in the coming hours and relay any necessary information back to you.
"Good to hear. Brigadier General Chang, his four brigades of the red flag Army, and a support flotilla of the Armada are set to leave in 3 days. We can coordinate further once your troops arrive"
Brown couldn't believe it, Zhao was already finished. Brown hardly ever spent this little time on such important calls. Again, though, Zhao was a women who knew what she wanted. When she got what she wanted, information on the Maximusian government's plans to deal with the Malvarian Liberation Front threat, she was done. Lucas Brown figured it was best not to keep the empress on the line much longer since she clearly wasn't one for pleasantries.
"I look forward to it - though I wish it were under better circumstances. The MLF must be eradicated for all our sakes."
"No disagreement here president Brown. I will leave you to coordinate your strategies. Until next time"
Brown half smiled before responding.
"Until next time, Empress."
Brown hardly had time to lower the phone back onto it's console when he was called into a meeting room by the National Security Advisor of Libertas Omnium Maximus. He had a war to plan. Pleasantries were of no use now. Now was the time for action.
Presidential Manor, Litudinem
January 2nd, 2020 - 7:00 PM
President Brown quickly swallowed three ibuprofen tablets before answering the ringing phone. He felt horrible for walking out on his cabinet meeting but knew he would regret putting the Empress of Shen on hold much more. Actually, now that he thought about it, he just felt horrible in general. It was a kind of sickness in the pit of his stomach that only came from hearing horrible news. Brown felt his hands shaking as he reached for the phone. He composed himself before answering."
The voice of the 42 year old world leader came over the presidents phone. She was as calm and polite as always with her thick accent shining through every word of English she spoke.
"President Brown, It has been a while. I wish conversation was happening under better circumstances. Let me start off by extending my condolences. The Empire mourns with your people tonight."
Brown had expected this conversation since 5:00 PM, but was still dreading it to some degree. He knew he was about to commit at to a war that would doubtlessly take the lives of hundreds of brave Maximusians.
"My condolences go out to you, as well, Empress Wu Zhao."
Her response was prompt and jarring. Perhaps the empress could hear in Brown's voice that he was still in a state of mourning, and hadn't quite mentally prepared himself for talks of military operations.
"Thank you, Mr. President, but now isn't the time for morning. Now is the time for action. I have spent most of the day in meetings with my top military advisors. My nation is prepared to go to war. I assume you are doing the same?"
Zhao's words were just what Brown needed to pull him out of his stupor. It was the time for action! The rest of the world leaders were preparing for war and so should he. His response was firm.
"That is the plan, ma'am."
"Wonderful. Then we shall fight as allies. If we are to be allies then we should act as such. My ports will be open to your ships to refuel and resupply. And your Air Force may have free use of my air bases for either logistical flights or for the stationing of fighters and bombers."
Brown was amused by Zhao. She was truly one of the most no-nonsense leaders he had ever spoken to. When she wanted to get to the point she got to the point. Brown admired her, to some extent, for it.
"That's unbelievably kind of you. I'll be reaching out to the Zamastanian government to see what their plan of attack is as well."
"Of course. We must all coordinate together otherwise this will be a disaster"
This turn of events was shocking. Brown had not been at all confident that Shen would be willing to work with Zamastan closely given recent developments. He was very pleased by that, and it showed.
"Indeed. As you are aware, fighting terrorist groups is like fighting the wind. Even if you can block it or re-direct it, it comes back. I don't intend to fight an endless war. The only way to finish them once and for all will be to attack them from all angles. To do that you need all hands on deck!"
Zhao responded immediately.
"My nation has been fighting terrorists exactly like the kind that attacked us for almost a century. I will be sending my troops which have the most experienced fighting this kind of War. They will be commanded by an expert on dealing with terrorists. This war will not be long if we fight it right!"
Brown's mind began to race. He had so many phone calls to make!
"That is my hope. I will be coordinating with my generals in the coming hours and relay any necessary information back to you.
"Good to hear. Brigadier General Chang, his four brigades of the red flag Army, and a support flotilla of the Armada are set to leave in 3 days. We can coordinate further once your troops arrive"
Brown couldn't believe it, Zhao was already finished. Brown hardly ever spent this little time on such important calls. Again, though, Zhao was a women who knew what she wanted. When she got what she wanted, information on the Maximusian government's plans to deal with the Malvarian Liberation Front threat, she was done. Lucas Brown figured it was best not to keep the empress on the line much longer since she clearly wasn't one for pleasantries.
"I look forward to it - though I wish it were under better circumstances. The MLF must be eradicated for all our sakes."
"No disagreement here president Brown. I will leave you to coordinate your strategies. Until next time"
Brown half smiled before responding.
"Until next time, Empress."
Brown hardly had time to lower the phone back onto it's console when he was called into a meeting room by the National Security Advisor of Libertas Omnium Maximus. He had a war to plan. Pleasantries were of no use now. Now was the time for action.