Yes, the Russian government and the Canadian government have a military and a economic pact. Its called the NEDP. The war with Canada is over.
Plus, why would anybody think the Russians did it, if the Canadian Prime Minister is quoted in saying that the Americans did it,

Ill get here soon

Location: Onboard Epsilon Chopper towards Moscow
Side: EFEC
Unit: Epsilon - 3

Chris and the others sat in the chopper as they continued their travel to Moscow. Each man lost in their mind, racing and retracing everything that had happened. Chris was beginning to believe he was losing his grip on sanity. That mine and Jasmine had changed him. He went into there thinking that he could get what he needed in a few days but the reality was so much different.

That mine had been so hollow, so empty. No company for most of the time. It was the sort of thing you read about, men losing there minds from lack of human contact. Interestingly Chris’ recent contact was not under friendly circumstances.

He watched the Ghosts. They carried no name, nor any future or past. The only thing he had learned was that they knew Nathan. There were five of them including Nathan and six if he counted himself. Six men to move in and try to extract the person with information that could tip the war in the favour of any who got it. Well the EF had already got it and the JSF was the original owner but neither could afford to let the Russians get it.

Chris continued to observe them and saw that two of them were sleeping, another two were talking, Nathan was deep in thought across from him, and the other was looking up data on his PDA. He had never gotten the damn things to work when he needed but he heard they had been pretty handy.

“Nathan” Chris said finally breaking the silence. He wasn’t sure what Nathan would do, maybe cut out his tongue like he had promised or maybe he would ignore him. Nathan pursued the latter.

“Nathan” Chris said again. This time he turned to Chris and answered coldly.

“What do you want?” Nathan was obviously enraged by what Chris had done but who wouldn’t be. After all he had only kidnapped the love of his life, tortured her, unwillingly let her be kidnapped by a Russian Spy, and then let her be whisked away to Moscow while he fought off a Russian and saved Nathan’s life.

“We both know that nothing is going to change what happened. Both of us also know that you would have done the same if you thought your countries security was at risk. And you definitely know how all the relatives of the people you’ve tortured felt. How many Russians? How many Europeans? How many Americans? Regardless of whether you like it or not no-ones going to remember this as a single event. It’s happened to hundreds of people on all sides. You’re just another name on a list” Chris was about to continue when Nathan grabbed his throat and pushed him into the wall behind him. He lifted Chris out of his seat and slammed his head into the ceiling.

“Do you know what you’ve done? DO YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL?!?!” Nathan yelled engulfed by his rage. The other ghosts moved and gave the two men their space waking up either of the two men who hadn’t already.
Chris’ face must have been red as hell as he struggled to breath. He also managed to loosen Nathans grip on his throat, he spun him around and into the wall opposite to him.

“Your right I don’t” Chris snarled as he struggled to maintain control over Nathan “but you know what it’s like. That’s why your as angry as you are now. You only now how to be angry and not how to act on it. In your anger you lose yourself. In the same way, at the same time you lose your skill. That’s why you couldn’t kill me back in the forest, that’s why you can’t escape from this hold right now. Your becoming a glutton for anger so snap out of it before you lose yourself to your demons” he finished pushing himself off of Nathan and back into his chair.

Nathan came around and leaned forward to Chris’ ear. “You see this?” he asked pulling out a tiny box. He opened it as he continued “I was going to marry Jasmine. You took that away from me, maybe forever. I won’t let that go. Once were done on this mission I’m gonna make you feel worse than me. Hell I’m gonna hurt everyone close to you” Nathan said menacingly as Chris looked at the box in his hand.

Inside there was a beautifully crafted diamond ring. It shone brilliantly as the moon unleashed its gaze through the window. Chris whistled as he got a last look at it. Then he leaned back to Chris trying to get his point across to him as much as possible. He had been down the road of destruction Nathan was on. He had hunted the men who supplied the intel for the mission to Iran all over Europe and the states.

Once he had nearly been captured by authorities but his pistol had kept him out of jail. But that time had been and gone.

“Nathan. The fact that you would do that once you have Jasmine shows that you have already fallen to your demons” he leaned back but continued to speak directly to Nathan. Each man looked the other directly in the eyes, locked in a death stare. “I remember in my travels across Europe I came across a tablet in Norway dedicated to a philosopher. The quote on the tablet read ‘He who fights monsters should take care not to become one.’ Are you sure you’ve done that?”

“Shut up and we can finish the mission. If not, my knife’s still hungry” Nathan said as he closed his eyes and continued in his patch off thought.

Chris would have done the same but he felt a vibration coming from his pocket. He searched for the cause and withdrew his PDA. Odd it’s never done that before he thought. He pressed the words flashing on the touch screen and noticed that Jasmine’s locator beacon was fading in and off of the screen.

“****” he whispered as he looked at up at Nathan. “Nathan” The man instantly snapped out of his thoughts but before he could say anything Chris continued.

“She’s gone” Chris managed to utter in disbelief.

“What do you mean she’s gone?” Nathan asked. He began yelling and the other members of the Ghost Team tried to calm him down but Chris was lost in thought.

“They must have taken her into a jammed area or removed the locator” Chris said as Nathan grabbed onto him pleading for some sign of relief.

Chris dug deep into his memory trying to find a clue as to how to reach her and then it hit him.

“Kapalkin” he muttered.

Side: Russians

Place: Siberia

Unit: Major General Vladimir Stoyakivich

Stoyakivich brought out the satilite phone he got from the prison warden. "Funny how accommodating he is when Im not in chains" he thought to himself.
He dialed the number, it rang once...twice, the other line picked up.
"Hello" The voice sounded low, with a thick Russian accent.
"Ivan?" Vlad asked
"Yes, who is this?"
"Its Vlad."
"I was wondering when you were gonna call your old friend."
"I haven't called to reminisce, I need your help. Are you still the best tracker in Russia?"
"I know the backwoods better than anybody."
"Good, because I need you to track a Ghost."
As Vlad explained what he needed Ivan to do, he thought of Anna again. He finished the conversation with his old friend, sat down and cried.

Location: Siberian Town / Prison

Side: Russia

Unit: 2nd Spetsnaz Squadron - General Roman Nimvello

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"Aha, Roman. How are you?" Veronica asked.

"Fine, and you..." he replied.

"I'm Great, erm so, you hungry?"

"Yes, Im starving." She replied.

"I Heard about this place Near the Town Hall...Want to Come?" Roman Asked.

"Sure, I just need to get ready, Itll take a little." she said.

"Sure. I'll Wait for you." Roman asked sitting down in a Bench outside of her Living Quarters.

10 Minutes Later -

Veronica emerged from the room, " Do I look good? " She asked shyly. Oh, God....Shes the most Beautiful thing in the World, god THANK YOU! "Erm, You look gr-great, Erm lets go?" Roman muttered. They walked to Veronica's Car and drove to the Restaurant, which was only a few minutes from the Prison. In the Car, Roman couldn't think of anything to say, he was too shy.

"Oh, there it is. Park right there." Veronica whispered.

Roman and Veronica Got out of the car and walked into the Stylish Restaurant.

"I heard they had a great Salad, and The Pasta Here is second to none." Veronica told Roman at the Entrance.

"Neat to know." Roman told her as they both sat down in a Table near the Window.

"So, Roman, tell me a bit about yourself." Veronica said with a smile. "Well, I joined the Spetsnaz when I was 18, stayed in the Spetsnaz for 4 years, left, then came back a Year late, led a Company, then a Battalion, Then A Division, then A Corps..."

"Ah, have you Been Married?" Veronica asked.

"Erm...No." Roman muttered under his breath.

"Oh, Shame your a really handsome guy." Veronica replied flirtaciously.

"And your a Beautiful Woman." Roman whispered.

"Oh stop, your making me blush."

Suddenly they were interrupted by the Waiter.

"What would you like to order today?" the waiter asked with a Smile.

"Well, Ill have the Pasta, and Veronica, is it okay if I order you a Salad?"

"Uhh, Yes that will be Fine." Veronica replied.

"Okay, and to drink?"

"Champagne for the both of us." Roman proclaimed.

"Okay...Your order will be here in a few minutes."

"Thank you." Roman told the waiter.

"So, you think Im Beautiful?" Veronica asked.

"Yeah, your eyes are like two big pools of blue, Your Legs Are beautiful, your figure, like that of a Goddess, and your face...More Beautiful than anything in the World..."

Veronica paused, and grabbed his hand Oh.....Jesus what do I do, What do I do? Suddenly the waiter returned with their Champagne.

"There you go, Madam, and here you go Sir..Your food Is ready, Ill return with it in A Second." By now, Veronica had let go, he had felt her smooth hands, he was so close.

"So.....Ummm....So..." Roman asked with a chuckle.

"Erm...Where are you from?" Veronica asked just as the Waiter arrived with their food.

"Moscow, I lived with my Parents, but was offered to my Grandparents when I was 9."

"Oh....Well Im from St. Petersburg."

"Nice to know, when did you join the Spetsnaz?" Roman asked as he gulped down a large Chunk of his Pasta.

"Well, I Joined when I was 22, And took command of a Squad when I was 34." Veronica Replied.

"Ah. You must be very talented."

"Nobody's ever told me that, thank you Roman." she told him shyly.

"But Its true.." Roman told her, as he looked into her eyes Their Beautiful... Roman thought.

"Thanks..." Veronica told him, grabbing his hand once more. Roman and Veronica shared a long look, until again they were Interrupted.

"Erm how was the food?" The Waiter asked.

"Good.. heres the Money, Veronica..you want to go?" Roman asked.

"Yeah, Im done with my Salad." Veronica replied with a smile.

Roman handed the Waiter a Large Sum of Money, which was WAY more than what was on the Check.

"Thank You Sir! Come Again!" The Waiter Proclaimed, as he started counting the Money.

They walked outside, and got in the car.

"Thanks Roman, the Food was great." Veronica told him.

"No, Thank You for Coming." Roman told her as he drove the short distance to the Prison and escorted Veronica to her Living Quarters, in front of the door, they stopped to say their good-nights.

"Again, Thanks for the Date...it was great.." Veronica told him shyly, grabbing his Hand again. Roman couldn't hold his feelings in any longer and embraced her gently, they looked into eachothers eyes, Time slowed, his lips touched hers....

OT: Who in turkey?

ACT 3

Side: EFEC
Location: Southern France, Dragons Lair, First Enforcer Corps main training and Headquarters

Unit: Haywire infantry platoon and Mainframe Combat engineers platoon, assigned to First Enforcer training, passed trial by fire test with a 64% realistic survival rate.

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It had been a long 6 weeks since their arrival here, first they were "just" Enforcers but now they were First Enforcer Core; The best the Union could offer.

Their training was fast and cumbersome, heavy but light, they had become the wind of change that swept over the battlefield. There already formidable training boosted by these machines, machines they were also becoming. They would turn an unbarricaded house in a fortress, from whom nobody could help annihilate it without hopes from the most powerfull artillery or airstrikes. Their accuracy was boosted in a enormous way too though, like their first encounter within dragons lair they felt taht accuray - always keep your enemy pinned they said, once you do that you can move freely and he will be too bewilderd to fight- a lesson they learned a long time ago but one that was taken to the extreme by the First Corps.

The training wasn't the only thing new they had been givne, they were equipted with the most newest and best guns you'd imagine. Their tie ins with their HUD's was asonishing, they might as well fire their rifles when it was at behind their back, the cameras mounted in the rifles were they eyes of death himself. And besides the upgrades to weapons specialised ammo they saw where all the research funds went too, Microwave weapons, Lasers mounted on Unmanned drones, and acoustic weapons that would rive enemies mad leaving them hearing voice beyond something they could grasp.

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6 weeks after Dragons Lair trial by fire ...

Daniels walked past the dark figure this time, they'd been equipted with the same non-lethal incapacatating ammo which they were fired upon their first encounter. The dark figure lied down on the ground, hit in the chest. Well done Lieutenant, the man on the ground whom he knew as Captain Hans Kleinn. Thank you Sir he answerd, this time mainframe had a 35% rate of casualties and Haywire sustained 15 % losses. Not bad is it Capain?; as he helped Captain Kleinn up the man nodded to the other persons in the room whom were part of the defenders in this training. Kleinn his radio crackeld and so did Daniels and Turmil's; This is Shield to training exercise Rapier, test is finished and results analyzed, improvement factor is 54% since last training. Congadulations, a new improvement record. Daniels and Turmil smiled; They'd achieved what they had trained for.

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Daniels and a few other platoon commanders sat down in the shadowy room when General Marines walked into the room; the holo table immediatly lit up as he began his briefing.
Gentlemen, some new faces, some old; We have reasons to believe this man known as Charles Gaulier, a self pronounced pacifist, is in fact a agent from either the Russian or Americans. We at least know from Epsilon records the man has ties to either one them, we cannot have someone so deep in parliment that is so influenced; we saw what happend to the canadians and their country, althought the situation is different we cannot use such a person intervening in the union War efforts.
Your platoons, Rapier, Armour, Haywire and Mainframe will engage the premise he is on. We expect resistance as several "unkown" vehicles have moved on the premisise, Epsilon recorded them as "Hostiles" further info is missing.

I have a feeling these are Russian bears deep in our territroy and the last thing they want is a fight, your mission data will be uploaded to your Systems and personal command rooms were you will brief your platoons. This mission will be at the mansion in M****ille, the swift blades will take you there and extract; local authorities have been contacted and are on stand-bye. Good Hunting men.

All the men saluted the general after which Captain Kleinn went in depth about the mission, Daniels could not help wander off though; That name, that conspicous name, Charles Gaulier....

He knew a woman that he had warned for the man, a woman he called Marie-élise du Bourg; A woman that was officially known as Marie-élise Gaulier.

الله أكبر!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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someone should type this whole thing up sometime

Ill do it later.

Location: Moscow
Side: JSF
Unit: Ghost
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Nathan felt the cold relization wash over him. Lost? what did he mean lost? his mind raced as he tried to firgure a way to get to jasmine when he heard chris mummble a name. Nathan snatched him by his uniform, bringing him close. "Did you just say Kapalkin? as in the president of Russia?" natha saw the two new team members looking from one another, and then to the team for support on weather they should stop it or not.

These two men had poped out of the tree line when the chopper came in. They were sniper support sent by Anderson the two said. they were their to "Cover your ***". The shooters name was Ace, while his spotter was Richard, Or rich as ace called him.

Rhines shook his head moving close to nathan and Chris. Chris slapped nathans hand away forcefully, smoothing out his shirt."Yes i said Kapalkin. The bears report directly to the president at the time. and my guess would be he knows were they are."

Nathan sat back tucking the box deep into his pants pockets. Chris moved closer to the pilot, the two deep in discussion, Chris shaking his head and tapping the pilot on the shoulder. he reached into a small box behind the pilot, pulling out new EFEC radios and handing them to the men without any, handing one to nathanlast,"Well Sam says he will drop us off, he just needs to know were." nathan couldnt think. his mind was numb. he was on the verege of lossing it. everytime he got past one road block to jasmine 2 more would pop up. He took his fist and smashed it in the seat next to him.

Rhines and Chris were over in the corner. Chris tapping on his wrist pda. nathan looked down. Rhines wanted to be dropped off less then a mile from a russian manor, nathan only guessed it was Kapalkin.

The chopper flew low, as the ropes dropped. The ghosts were the first out, making a small perimeter as nathan and chris dropped in. Mud splashed as the two men landed. "Ace, find a nice spot to over look the manor. Switch to chanel 2526, report on any movement." Rhines spoke as he connected the mic around his neck.

Ace nodded tapping on Rich and pointng to a two story shop that looked abandoned. Nathan snapped back into relity when he saw the two ghost sniper fade away into the darkness of a near by alley. "I got it rhines." nathan moved, covering up the street. Chris moved up beside him.

"Thats Kapalkin's manor. ive been getting intel on it for almost a month now" chris looked down again at the small pda hopping the blip would come back. He ut it back into his wet pants pocket with a sad look on his face. "I was supposed to have a mission when i was done with..." his voice trailed off.

Nathans muscles next to his eyes tightned. he knew what chris was gonna say, but he dismissed it with a hand jester. "What is the security like for the president?" nathan said looking through his night vision acog.

"Pretty lax. He has a patrol of about 4 men on the outside, a few more inside. other then that all you have to worry about are the damn dogs." Nathan shot questioning glance,"Dogs?" nathan said.

Chris nodded. "Yep, 6 german shepards to be more exact. breed from pups to kill on sight." he checked the mag in his russian side arm."thats why no one is patrolling the grounds."
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Nathan looked from the shadows as the two men walked along side the fence. He pulled his combat knife out, they were hiding in thick bushes that were planted right beside the wall. Nathan gave chris the signal, the two men lept out, each taking one of the soldiers and sliding the knife deep into the mens necks. twsting and bring the knifes in an upward motion. They pulled the men into the push, making sure nothing could be seen.

"Were in ace, cover us". a quick click came over the mic, confermation from the snipers. Nathan Boosted Rhines over as chris did the same the same to doc and becker. Nathan steped on Chris's shoulders, pushing hard as he clung to the top of the wall. he held a hand down and pulled chris over, both men lighlty touching down. Nathan saw the dog before the rest did. he was running quick from the right, fangs glaring, a bark escaping its mouth.

Nathan barely had his scar up before the side of the dogs head expolded, with a hard whomp the dog slid across the ground. "Target down" ace said over the radio. There was no pop from the sniper rifle, thank god nathan thought.

The men sprinted across the lawn, hopping not to run into any more dogs. they arrived at the side of the house to a cellar door. Nathan pulledon it, his heart leaping. Maybe this was gonna be easyer then he thought.

He was the first down onto the lightly lit cellar. Wine barrels layed on racks. rows and rows of them. Nathan turned the corner right into a drunk russian guard................

Side: Russians
Place: Siberia
Unit Major General Vladimir Stoyakivich

Vlad just got off the phone with Ivan, and he said he is somewhere in Moscow. Ivan promised he would find him before he hung up. Vlad paced around his room, and muttered to himself. He wished that there was another way, but there wasn't. He needed something, and the only way he was going to get it would be through Nathan.

Kapalkin called right before Ivan did. He said countries were begining to plead with Russia and Canada to give them some oil, but we have stayed firm. There will be war for this oil Vlad thought to himself. He told Kapalkin to plan for an attack. He was suprised that the Americans haven't attacked Canada yet, but no matter, they will come. And all the better for me. He looked out the window, and lost himself in the wintery night of Siberia, as he used to do all those years being locked up like a scolded dog. And all because that little b*****d couldn't follow orders.

He watched each snowflake fall to the ground. Dancing in and out of the light that shone out of the window, the flakes moved in some sort of ritualistic embrace with each other, neither one breaking step as they continued their drop to the end. For a moment, Vlad thought he saw Anna's face deep within the snowflakes, dancing with them, but the wind blew it away. Vlad thought back to the day Kapalkin released him from prison.
"Did you give up on...her"

Vlad didn't give an answer back then, but both of them knew very well the true answer. Vlad never gave up on her, and it wasn't like he had a choice. He knew that there was little to no chance that he would ever get out of this prison, and he couldn't take the pain. He tried to forget, tried to severe the ties that bonded her heart to his. But he couldn't. Some divine being kept it there, and he has carried that pain for 50 years.

Vlad went down the stairs and outside into the snow, his shadow being cast from the light he left on in his room. With his right hand, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his handgun, he pointed it to his own heart and thought: Maybe this can end the pain. Tears streaming down his face now, he closed his eyes and he tried to pull the trigger, but he couldn't.

Angry, he flung the handgun into the darkness.

"WHAT THE H*** DO YOU WANT FROM ME?" he yelled into the nothingness.
He collapsed onto the ground, tears still coming as the dam was wide open now. He laid there for what looked like an eternity, just letting the snowflakes fall on him, him hoping they would bury him.

Someone came and heaved him into the house, Vlad didn't know who it was. He put him down onto his bed, and left as silently as he came. Vlad didn't care who it was, and laid in bed, confronting his demons. Finally, though, he fell into a restless sleep.

Screw it my WWIII Bok can wait this cant
Name-David Zonia
Black Hair, Tan 6' 4"
Recruite Army
Squad Leader (Sargent)
CodeName DemocracyDefender aka DnD
Side(What do you think

David was just starting to wake up. He been on this dam C-130 all dam day. The C-130 was old but it sill was the one to get him over the Alantic. He was part of an Invasion force to Invade Sicily (has sicliy evben been mentioned). From Sicily the US hoped to Invade Italy and move North. It was not as big as D-Day but it could be that important. Sicily did not have as much forces as the mainland but it had 3 main Navl ports the west port, south and east. 20,000 US Army and Marines were going in from the Northeast. From there if everything went right reinforcements would flow in and their numbers would double. They would then assist a JSF task force to attack the West Port codenamed Liqud Gold. He looked down at his gun. He was lucky, his father had a high anking freind in the army and got David a M8 Assult Riflee. Though the JSF usees the SCAR, David had tried them both and he liked the M8 more.He had seen death. But not on the battlefield. Hewasnt afraid of dieing. He was afraid of being a coward and not getting the job done. He was in deep thought when his freind Chris slamed a helment on his head.
"WTFreak wwas that for" Said David.
"I figure is this plane crashes, you would be protected." He answered.
"If your serious then thanks, if you were sarcastic the screw you."
"Yeah,Yeah"
"Rember" Said Daniel. "Im Squad Leader.
"Of 5 men in the ARMY. Face it were just cannon fodder. Were just small infantry man wth no expirience. Now the JSF there the elites. They can beat the s hit out of those Facist Frenchies and those Russian Commies." Said Chris.

"You stole my line." Said Daniel slaming a helment on Chris' head.
"Which one"
"Facist Frenchies and Russian Commies."
"Youve been saying that since I dont now 2008 when that really coll Video Game came out." (Dare you to guess the game )
Chris was a kid who lived on the street from the age of 12. He joined the military as soon as he could. and was an excllent sniper.

"If you two jackasses are done joking were about to land." Said Bryan. The Squad LMG. He was joking and they all new that. But never the less they sat down. A feww minuets later they landed on the runway. Daniel walked down the ramp and looked around. There were alread aroun 18000 peope here. The invasion is in a week and it ws time for David to become hero of the war. Little did he know by time this was over he would be as famous as Douglas Mcarthur.

Ok quick run down what territories is under whose control.

DAFOC, how could you possibly have the means to mov 20000 men across the Atlantic, you have no oil. Explain yourself

Easy, They built giant sails and attached them to their ships, the wonders of modern technology

But just because Russia and Canada have stopped selling their oil to America doesn't mean they none fullstop. Anyway isn't Canada selling oil to Russia a contradiction of not selling oil to countries at war??

OT: Yeah, how'd you get 2 Divisions across the Ocean? I mean, the USN is the best but, they made it through without resistance?

Name me a country that is willing to give the US oil. The ME 's oil is impossible to use. Europe won't, Russia won't and the majority of the US oil imports came from Canada. Who has enough oil to give the US the leeway to send 20000 men across the Atlantic,

Canada is trading with Russia because they are not "offically" fighting with anybody. They have pulled out of the war in Europe, and what isolated troops that are still in Europe are trying to get back to Russia.

OT: But Mattack, The US makes 2/3 of its own oil. As Long as this doesn't interfere with the main storyline.. Oh and Ill make my post, Im still writing it up.

George, that was in 2008, were now in 2020. That isn't mentioning the fact that Russia has control of the Alaskan pipeline, and that needs go up dramatically in a time of war.

Ok Ok sorry. 10000 men. And at the end of the novel canada was still selling to both sides.