WA Delegate: The Volksrepublik of Peoples Republic of the German States (elected )
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Regional Power: High
Today's World Census Report
The Most Popular Tourist Destinations in The Alliance of Dictators
World Census experts tracked millions of international tourists in order to determine the world's favourite nations to sight-see.
As a region, The Alliance of Dictators is ranked 10,178th in the world for Most Popular Tourist Destinations.
|1.||The Dictatorship of Independent Federation of Croatia||Psychotic Dictatorship||“For Homeland, Ready !!!”|
|2.||The Grand Hive of The New Changeling Empire||Corrupt Dictatorship||“The Hive Is Everything”|
|3.||The United Socialist States of Oyoyo||Corrupt Dictatorship||“Tír, daoine, agus deachtóir”|
|4.||The Holy Empire of Sultan Morgan||Corrupt Dictatorship||“The capitalists will sell us the rope used to hang them”|
|5.||The Dictatorship of Ameriganastan||Iron Fist Consumerists||“Cull the weak, reward the loyal”|
|6.||The Technocratic Empire of Veradax||Corrupt Dictatorship||“Security is had by the achievements of man”|
|7.||The Majestic Empire of Branigan||Father Knows Best State||“Frankie says relax!”|
|8.||The Holy Empire of Vasilinople||Iron Fist Consumerists||“Gia ton Christó kai ton Aftokrátora”|
|9.||The Empire of Tsauruvia||Psychotic Dictatorship||“Welcome, You've Been Black Bagged.”|
|10.||The Diarchal Expedition Enclave of Sanctuary Point||Father Knows Best State||“We Will Endure”|
- : The Empire of Typheria arrived from The South Pacific.
- : The Empire of Sarthaleo-Dontkowium departed this region for Undead Puppets.
- : The Empire of Robotnikkia arrived from The Black Hawks.
- : The Dictatorship of MVP6 arrived from MVP.
- : The Empire of MVP1 arrived from The Black Hawks.
- : The Empire of Sarthaleo-Dontkowium arrived from Undead Puppets.
- : The Grand Duchy of Grossschwaben rejected Create an embassy with us's request for regional embassies.
- : The Grand Duchy of Grossschwaben rejected Regal Plains's request for regional embassies.
- : The Grand Duchy of Grossschwaben rejected Undead Puppets's request for regional embassies.
- : The Almighty Allirian Kingdom of Allistair Union departed this region for The Land of Kings and Emperors.
The Alliance of Dictators Regional Message Board
The Wise words of an Old Allirian King
The Arrival of the Allirian Union
An imperial ambition everlasting...
"This world wakes gloriously amid a triumphant creation. The mystery of everlasting life flourishes, and in turn, the continents carry divided peoples, unbound and free... Nature takes a course of rogue and silent direction. The vigor of Terra, Luna, and Sol draw the peoples unbound into an age of great darkness. As shadows run deep into the hills and valleys, a light flickers not only with pride, but with strength and wisdom, and amongst the cries of the dark ages of the towering Alliance of Dictators, the light brings forth a new order. Then all who gaze upon the glowing crimson crown and star feel a cold wind...With a scent of fire...With the scent of iron, blood, and bone. To be embraced and to be cleansed with a unity that the world will tremble far beneath as the union emits a cry..of beauty, strength, authority, wisdom...And before the crimson banner is raised to purge the dark age, before the bells chime, before the pounding of the drums, and the cry of Karullans warriors,
natures course shatters, and her voice trembles beneath the ice of the iron south...
Alliria...Alleistiarahs Union...the sun shifts and the moon shines. The Crimson Age has arrived to the Alliance of Dictators..."
- King Eiostel I. Almighty Emperor of the Allirian Empire. King of Allistair Union.
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With their keen ears, the Diamond Dogs inside the storage building heard the approach of the Diarchal forces before a sentry posted at the door saw them. These were professional mercenaries however: instead of panicking, the Diamond Dogs inside kept assembling the device while more armed mercenaries began to pour up from the hole, which was quickly expanded to allow them to bring in heavier equipment. In the moments they had before the arrival of their enemies, they fortified the entrance and surrounded the building, setting up portable bullet proof shields around it. Most of the mercenaries were armed with assault rifles or shotguns, but a few carried light anti-tank weapons. A heavy machine gun was set up behind the barricaded entrance. A few Diamond Dogs climbed to the roof of the building and began assembling a light AA gun.
Since it was clear that their stealthy operations had failed, the leader of the mercenaries called in for heavier backup he had been holding back until now. More seismic monitors went off as something big started to approach from the Northeast, tunneling through the ground...
"What was that?" Pearlescent asked when she heard the first sounds of gunfire and explosions. This sounded different from the earlier artillery fire. Shield immediately stepped between the noblemare and the sounds of fighting, ready to defend his charge.
"The interdimensional rules sure are... weird," Rainbow said. She attempted to scratch her head but was prevented from doing so by her helmet. She let out a small annoyed grunt and continued, "We call our language... your Common... 'Equestrian', but when the dimensional barrier that had separated us from the rest of the world disappeared after the Demon Invasion, we found out that it is spoken in many Human nations as well. However, they call it 'English'. It's supposedly a naturally develpoed language. I think Twi... Her Immortal Ladyship has some theories about how all this is possible, but she has never made them public. Ahem."
The General and her entourage landed on a catwalk and observed the ongoing classes below without saying anything.
Escoro took the case, examining it briefly before passing it to the officer of his left, "Thank you." The summoning of all of his officers seemed unnecessary to him, but he didn't want to disrespect a Westbeechian general with a refusal. Even though they weren't planning to be in the area very long. Just enough time to set up preparations for the divisions that would be deployed to the area from the army. He turned his head to his side, "Captain, have all the other officers assemble here." The captain nodded and moved back to the jeep, accessing the built-in radio and contacting all the trucks down the line. One by one some men and women left their vehicles, a mass of a few dozen officers approaching. Loosely forming up behind Escoro.
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"Northern command continues to fail to organize themselves. They have factory line workers commanding entire divisions and they continue to lack officer training. You must make it evident that we can outdo the North by utilizing the training our officers and troops have had. The North also doesn't have the capability to maintain their military in the short term. If you can convince the others to renew an offensive in the West, a breakthrough is certain. It might also lead to massive amounts of disorganization throughout their entire military as they attempt to reorganize a new defensive line."
The figure then turned back towards their car, and quickly left the scene. Schoener just shook his head. "At least we'll know that reintegration is possible. I guess there always will be meaning to 'Long Live the Dictator and Korban'".
The guards and regulars quickly broke ranks and started moving through the Vespergalians, directing different officers and NCOs to come with them. Westbeechian NCOs would gather Vespergalian NCOs and the officers would gather officers. The NCOs went towards the outskirts of town while the officers headed deeper into the city.
Erwie, upon watching the groups disperse, told Escoro, "Now please have the rest of your men be directed into the outskirts. This is not the best town to be set up in and I'm aware you won't be here for long, so we have an area where some of our units and your's will be kept together. Maybe the men can learn to fraternize and we can avoid major issues with integration." Another tank moved into an alleyway opening a path moving to the outskirts of the city. "I can assure you, your vehicles will be well taken care of wherever they are put. Every single one you have brought will be in the exact condition they were entering the town."
Black didn’t answer right away, listening to his soldiers report the incursion and his mother order more forces to the breach. “Dogs are attacking the outskirts, the savages.” He picked up his pace. “Come on, we’ll get you safe in the church and let my ponies get to work.”
Meanwhile, back at the warehouse, the second squad ducked behind concrete dividers and their disabled APC. A rocket had struck the track and thrown it off though the heavy bolter still worked, spraying down the gap in the doors that the first squad had opened, their bodies strewn about in front of it. Their foe let loose a stream of bullets from their emplacement as the surviving guardsponies fired back with their lasguns, launching lances of light at the mercenaries inside. The intense heat of their shots would vaporize flesh as cells bursted with expanding steam, making terrible wounds but also cauterizing the sites. Already, more Cragadile APCs were en route to join the battle, their engines roaring towards the gunfire as other guardsponies directed civilians away from the air and high in the sky, two Elysian Windigoes rocketed towards the growing skirmish.
“The mind of Alicorns are not for us to understand.” Alula replied, quoting some scholar she half-remembered from her service before directing her attention to what her guests were watching. The foals below paid no heed to their extra observers as they flew through the obstacle course, swerving in between cyclones generated by older cadets. “Basic maneuvering, each year has an iteration of it.” She said as she moved them further along, letting them see foals the usage of their bands, disassembling and reassembling lasrifles, and how to crew heavy bolters. Soon enough they arrived at a class of teens practicing CQC with the claws that Cpt. Lightning had and were about to move on again before the instructor below called out.
“HALT!” The stallion bellowed as the trainees stopped. “Cadet Sabre, front and centre.” He ordered as one of the class stepped out and flew up to the platform. “Yes, Drill Sergeant.” Sabre stood at attention as the instructor circled around her. “Assume first stance and take a swipe at me.” He ordered as Sabre reared up and held her claws out at shoulder level before winding back. The sergeant easily dodged and delivered a hard buck to Sabre’s left knee, shattering it with a crack as she fell to the floor. “As you can see, Sabre’s guard was held too high and her back was too stiff, preventing her from blocking or redirecting my strike. Your foes will not be as merciful as I. Make this mistake out there and you will die.” Medical staff moved in as the drill sergeant continued his lesson, carting the crippled Sabre away.