A massive nuclear meltdown leaves most of Australia a wasteland, and the rest of the CCP land falls into chaos, before fading away
(( Cancel that. ))
The CCP begin deploying troops along their borders.
CCP Parliament, Emergency Meeting.
The minister for defense stands. "We have been staying out of foreign affairs for a while. The RSEA have no clue on the projects we have going. When our weapon is unveiled, they will do nothing but flee!" He sits, as the minister for foreign affairs stands. "Outrageous! We must attempt a diplomatic response!" After three hours of long debating, the parliament agree to send a call to the RSEA to stop troop mobilization on both sides.
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Dear african expedition team
Even though the original plans were to send you off the old world we have a much better opportunity. with the fall of the UAR and the proximity of it you are being sent to liberate and bring order to the area. We do not expect much resistance due to them in a state of accepting anyone else, BUT there is the problem of the navy firing upon them so we will also sending the navy to deal with the threat to the populace. The liberation will happen ASAP. If you are busy and cannot prepare for something on such short notice but this is an extremely important mission that can help you save lives and claim honor! that is all
Sincerely the leader of the NRO
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Al-Narab stood in the middle of the war room with several dozen naked hookers around him. In front of his face was a nuclear launch button, which he promptly pushed with his private parts. Because, you know, why not?
((Quit controlling other people's nations, the army isn't out on the streets, nor are there APCs with machine guns or riot police. The UAR is leaving people to their own in the streets. Threatening government buildings or the lives of people, they will step in. Quit controlling other's militaries Evan))
I'd assume that's what would be put out if there were riots, no?
"RSEA agrees to a ceasefire on both sides. Have a nice day."
The Minister decided to end the war before it got out of hand. It was a wise decision, at least to him. They had no airship carriers, and the militia organizations were tiny, not to mention most of the people in RSEA don't even know how to wield and shoot a gun, let alone wage naval battle or pilot a military jet.
Neutrality was the key word in this- they had to maintain the reputation of that, and to start diplomatic relationships with other countries. With those relationships, they would be protected from countries that tries to harass or attack them.
It was a spontaneous choice, in fact; either they fall apart, or they don't.
With the conflict avoided before it could get out of hand, the CCP attempt to open a friendlier relationship with the RESA. They send the following letter:
Dear Head Of State Of The Republic of South East Asia, I would like to formally apologize for the unprovoked invasion of your territory of Singapore. This was due to an egotistical and heavily drunk general, who, upon appearing in court for his actions made this statement. "We *hic* invaded for the noodles! *hic*" He has been exiled to Antarctica. I hope that we may have a much less hostile relationship in the future.
Sincerely, Johnathon Harkom - CCP minister for foreign affairs.
Off the Coast of Casablanca, Mediterranean Sea July 3, 2021
"Roger, command, we see the target."
A flight of two A117 attack aircraft flew gracefully through the air, illuminated by the shining sun as they swooped over the equally beautiful sea. They were fully laden with guided munitions, flying on an attack course to a decidedly less beautiful sight: a frigate opening up on the coastline, shooting at the beach of Casablanca and killing the rioters congregated on the beach. Their "display of power" would not be tolerated by the Caliphate. In response, two attack planes were sent screaming towards the UAR to stop the madness.
The lead plane of Onyx flight, Onyx-1, pulled slightly ahead of Onyx-2 and radioed its confirmation of target as well. The frigate seemed preoccupied with the slaughter, firing away like nothing was wrong. Hopefully they wouldn't have enough time to see the aircraft as they moved in for the kill. The pilots in the planes mentally steeled themselves for the task of destroying the ship and killing its crew of a few hundred, but they felt better by knowing the fact that doing this would save many innocent lives. It wasn't a hard decision to make: almost every pilot in Cairo wanted to fire away at the UAR ships.
Onyx-1 was approaching attack range quickly, and sent a request to command to arm missiles. The request was quickly granted by the stoic commander in the circling AWACS plane, and Onyx flight readied their arsenal of deadly projectiles. Their guns were ready, along with their missiles. The whole package could easily finish off the frigate. For another thirty seconds, the A117s flew low to the sea, silent and deadly. Outside of the canopies, the roaring of rockets and the thuds of explosions sounded off: the battle was close. But there wouldn't be a battle for much longer.
The UAR ship was of a standard FREMM class, and the pilots knew exactly where to hit. An HE missile into the magazine would be all it took to cut the ship in half and sink it into the harbor, and with the guided missiles, the task would be easy. Combined with the lack of anti-air or enemy fighters, the mission was going to be quick and easy. It was now twenty seconds to missile launch.
And then the time came. The planes were in position. Their guided missiles were ready and tracking, and then the order from command came. Onyx flight released their guided missiles from the pylons, and waited for half a second until they activated their booster rockets. The missiles went hurtling off the craft, prompting a hasty break right to move back into firing position if need be. And for another three seconds, the ship kept pounding away at shore.
Until the missiles hit. Through the infrared missile camera, Onyx-1 could see the missile zoom into a space below the main gun and hit, resulting in a barrage of static. The AWACS on station watched as the missiles hit through the top deck. There was a short delay, until the warheads exploded. The magazine, filled with tons upon tons of highly explosive material, went right along with them. A massive geyser of water sprung from the ship, chasing a fireball. Shrapnel rained down along the ship and sea as secondary explosions rocked the ship.
The AWACS congratulated the attack airplanes as it became clear the ship was irreparably damaged. It sent them back on their way, but continued watching the beast sink for the next half-hour. The populace was saved, but a war had begun.
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President's office: The president was ready an email from his MoFA about the situation in the UAR when a knock came on his door. "Come in" he, said turning around in his chair to face the visitor. It was his Minster of Foreign Affairs. "hello, what news do you have for me today?"
"I have to inform you that the UAR government has collapsed and their military is firing on civilians." answers the MoFA. "Also, the Caliphate has attacked a UAR frigate that was firing on civilians."
"Hmm" the president started to weigh his options. I will not help a country that fires on civilians. However, should i go to war with them is the real question. He considers this for a little while longer. Then he says"I have made a decision on this matter." and walks out of his ofice with his MoFA following him.
a few minutes later at the House of Legislature in Beijing:
The door opened and in walked the president. the room quickly got quite as he walked up to the podium. He begins to speak "I have just learned that the government of the UAR has fallen. Their military, however, is still very alive and actively murdering civilian protesters. As president of the EAU i will not accept this to happen. I will order missiles to be fired at Casablanca that will explode in the air. These will be a warning. If anyone objects speak now." He paused and waited a few seconds before continuing" The UAR has fallen and its military has become a threat to peace. Their actions will not go unpunished." He got down from the podium and left to go speak with his military commanders on what action to be taken. Once in his car he pulls out his cell phone and calls the Caliphate's embassy to get through to the caliph.
"Alan!"
The man slowed to a halt.
"What do you want? I am busy." he replied, irratated.
"It's important... if you would sit down for a moment in my office, we can speak in private." He motions with his hand.
The man called Alan sighed.
"Very well... what is it this time?" he asked as he trudged into the other's office.
Alan Tallingsworth was a thin man, but didn't seem weak. He had long, brown hair that he brushed away from his eyes with his hand. He wore a labaratory coat, with multiple pens on his front pocket. He appeared tired, but well aware and awake. He took a seat in front of the desk.
"Where were you going?" The other man asked. He was furnished with a business suit, obviously of high quality. His hair was of a medium length, but was slicked back. His back was turned to Alan, and was making coffee. He spoke to him as he prepared a beverage for himself.
Alan cleared his throat, then nervously began, "I was... getitng one of the tools that I needed. Most of them are in the storehouse, so I have to run back and fourth, er, Mr. Hanes."
Seemingly uninterested, the other man, apparently by the name of Hanes, grunted and continued to make his coffee.
"I need to get a lot done... perhaps I should, uh, continue?" Alan questioned.
Mr. Hanes, his smug look concealed, turned to face Alan.
Clearly frightened, Alan repositioned himself in his chair. He was about to say something when he was inturrupded by Mr. Hanes.
"Would you like coffee?"
Alan, somewhat relieved, replied in the negative. Then, he looked at Mr. Hanes, waiting for him to speak. Hanes took a seat in a lavish office chair.
"Mr. Tallingsworth... you have been in my employ for, what is it now, fourteen years?" Giving Alan no time to reply, he continued.
"You have made some worthy discoveries in the past while. However, I would require your assistance in yet another matter."
"And... what would this be?" persisted Alan. He didn't wait long for the answer.
"Observe." stated Mr. Hanes simply. He then reached into a desk drawer, and retrieved a small stack of papers. He abruptly turned them around, and slid them to Alan, who promptly skimmed them.
"What is this?" he exclaimed.
"Project D-37, to be literal." answered Mr. Hanes, somewhat sarcastically.
"Is this... even legal?" asked Alan, with a troubled look on his face.
"Perhaps. But that is not what is important. What is important, however, is that you complete this project with your team of whatever-you-call-them-ologists within a month."
"Yes... yes, Mr. Hanes..." said Alan, as he continued to browse through the papers. His brows furrowed, he left the room. Chuckling to himself, Mr. Hanes sipped his coffee.
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"WHAT?" Mr. Duong slammed the papers on the table.
"You heard me right," Minister Su said.
"But...this is ridiculous!" Mr.Duong wandered around the room as he talked. "We're purchasing Bhutan with the equal value of 3.6 billion US dollars!"
"You won't have to worry about that," Minster Su calmly replied. "I've done some calculations with the yearly tax. It'll go up, but not enough to affect lives. The purchase is a big fraction of that place's GDP, and if the people there are unhappy with our purchase, we can issue them enough money to leave and make a living."
"It's not the people I'm worrying about," Mr.Duong muttered. "Why do we need that piece of land from the EAU? Bhutan is a mountainous place, unsuitable for building any large cities or urban living. To us, that piece of land is useless to us."
"I didn't say it's for urban living," he argued. "I am aware that other countries, including EAU, will be having the same thoughts as us, but it is a good hiding spot for munitions."
"But-"
"You can argue with the legislatures, too," the minister interrupted. "They passed the approval mark after a debate."
Antarctica, 9:17am
Former CCP general Jamie Miller sat on the ground of an Antarctic research station. "God damn, it's cold here." He mutters to himself.
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The president's office, Beijing
"The RSEA has offered to buy Bhutan for the equivalent of 3.6 billion USD. We have no idea why though" said the Minister of Foreign Affairs to the president. He was meeting with the president and updating him on other countries recent actions.
"They have asked to become trading partners and are not hostile or threatening to us in any way so i think we may accept this offer. We should reduce the cost, however, to increase of friendship. Offer them to buy it for 3.2 billion USD. We want to make friends, not enemies. I will write an e-mail now. Goodbye, you may leave and inform the Legislature of my decision."
To: RSEACommand@[UNDISCLOSED]
From:[email protected]
I will allow you to purchase Bhutan for a lower price in response to your offers of trade. You may have the land for 3.2 billion USD. How will our citizens be treated? Will they get citizenship in the RSEA if they choose to stay or may they remain with dual-citizenship? They may come back to the EAU if they choose to. Have a good day
-Situ Qin president of the EAU
((Just to let you know, my 'Navy' has nothing to do with water. Its made up of airships, like really big armored blimps. They are over Dakar, Casablanca, and other former-UAR major cities. Just to let you know, but when it is destroyed, all the munitions explodes, causing fire and heated metal to rain over the people below. Just to let ya know.))
((Just to let you know, my 'Navy' has nothing to do with water. Its made up of airships, like really big armored blimps. They are over Dakar, Casablanca, and other former-UAR major cities. Just to let you know, but when it is destroyed, all the munitions explodes, causing fire and heated metal to rain over the people below. Just to let ya know.))
((Just to let you know, my 'Navy' has nothing to do with water. Its made up of airships, like really big armored blimps. They are over Dakar, Casablanca, and other former-UAR major cities. Just to let you know, but when it is destroyed, all the munitions explodes, causing fire and heated metal to rain over the people below. Just to let ya know.))
President Lechoslaw smirked at the situation developing in the UAR. UEEMNAF Marines were alreayd being prepared to board and disable the UAR skyfleet, and would be ready in a matter of hours. In the meantime, he had to decide how to deal with the NRO, now that the UAR would be unable to interfere.However, if he wished to properly utilize the might of his seaborne navy against the NRO, he would need to earn the allegiance of the Caliphate. They had already discussed an invasion of the NRO and his navy required access to the Istanbul canals to properly assault the NRO, so it seemed like they would be the most prudent nation to ask for assistance from. As such, after dismissing his aides and sealing the room tight, President Lechoslaw checked the room for any recording devices (audio or video), tapped a series of keys on his keyboard, and called the Caliph and requested a video feed. If the Caliph were to answer, President Lechoslaw would greet him with a quick "Hello." in English and immediately dive into discussing their plans.
"Goddamn, it's cold." Spat Norman, eliciting a squawk of agreement from his surrogate penguin mother, Barbara.
And so the two waddled on across the empty ice sheet toward McMurdo Station, or what was left of it.
A massive nuclear meltdown leaves most of Australia a wasteland, and the rest of the CCP land falls into chaos, before fading away(( Cancel that. ))
The CCP begin deploying troops along their borders.
CCP Parliament,
Emergency Meeting.
The minister for defense stands. "We have been staying out of foreign affairs for a while. The RSEA have no clue on the projects we have going. When our weapon is unveiled, they will do nothing but flee!" He sits, as the minister for foreign affairs stands. "Outrageous! We must attempt a diplomatic response!" After three hours of long debating, the parliament agree to send a call to the RSEA to stop troop mobilization on both sides.
Cigars rain down on Florida.
"My an[us is sore." said the man, as he forced an entire apartment complex into his anus.
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Dear african expedition team
Even though the original plans were to send you off the old world we have a much better opportunity. with the fall of the UAR and the proximity of it you are being sent to liberate and bring order to the area. We do not expect much resistance due to them in a state of accepting anyone else, BUT there is the problem of the navy firing upon them so we will also sending the navy to deal with the threat to the populace. The liberation will happen ASAP. If you are busy and cannot prepare for something on such short notice but this is an extremely important mission that can help you save lives and claim honor! that is all
Sincerely the leader of the NRO
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Meanwhile, in the Caliphate
Al-Narab stood in the middle of the war room with several dozen naked hookers around him. In front of his face was a nuclear launch button, which he promptly pushed with his private parts. Because, you know, why not?
I'd assume that's what would be put out if there were riots, no?
Ministry of National Defense, Taiwan
"RSEA agrees to a ceasefire on both sides. Have a nice day."
The Minister decided to end the war before it got out of hand. It was a wise decision, at least to him. They had no airship carriers, and the militia organizations were tiny, not to mention most of the people in RSEA don't even know how to wield and shoot a gun, let alone wage naval battle or pilot a military jet.
Neutrality was the key word in this- they had to maintain the reputation of that, and to start diplomatic relationships with other countries. With those relationships, they would be protected from countries that tries to harass or attack them.
It was a spontaneous choice, in fact; either they fall apart, or they don't.
Dear Head Of State Of The Republic of South East Asia,
I would like to formally apologize for the unprovoked invasion of your territory of Singapore. This was due to an egotistical and heavily drunk general, who, upon appearing in court for his actions made this statement. "We *hic* invaded for the noodles! *hic*" He has been exiled to Antarctica. I hope that we may have a much less hostile relationship in the future.
Sincerely,
Johnathon Harkom - CCP minister for foreign affairs.
July 3, 2021
"Roger, command, we see the target."
A flight of two A117 attack aircraft flew gracefully through the air, illuminated by the shining sun as they swooped over the equally beautiful sea. They were fully laden with guided munitions, flying on an attack course to a decidedly less beautiful sight: a frigate opening up on the coastline, shooting at the beach of Casablanca and killing the rioters congregated on the beach. Their "display of power" would not be tolerated by the Caliphate. In response, two attack planes were sent screaming towards the UAR to stop the madness.
The lead plane of Onyx flight, Onyx-1, pulled slightly ahead of Onyx-2 and radioed its confirmation of target as well. The frigate seemed preoccupied with the slaughter, firing away like nothing was wrong. Hopefully they wouldn't have enough time to see the aircraft as they moved in for the kill. The pilots in the planes mentally steeled themselves for the task of destroying the ship and killing its crew of a few hundred, but they felt better by knowing the fact that doing this would save many innocent lives. It wasn't a hard decision to make: almost every pilot in Cairo wanted to fire away at the UAR ships.
Onyx-1 was approaching attack range quickly, and sent a request to command to arm missiles. The request was quickly granted by the stoic commander in the circling AWACS plane, and Onyx flight readied their arsenal of deadly projectiles. Their guns were ready, along with their missiles. The whole package could easily finish off the frigate. For another thirty seconds, the A117s flew low to the sea, silent and deadly. Outside of the canopies, the roaring of rockets and the thuds of explosions sounded off: the battle was close. But there wouldn't be a battle for much longer.
The UAR ship was of a standard FREMM class, and the pilots knew exactly where to hit. An HE missile into the magazine would be all it took to cut the ship in half and sink it into the harbor, and with the guided missiles, the task would be easy. Combined with the lack of anti-air or enemy fighters, the mission was going to be quick and easy. It was now twenty seconds to missile launch.
And then the time came. The planes were in position. Their guided missiles were ready and tracking, and then the order from command came. Onyx flight released their guided missiles from the pylons, and waited for half a second until they activated their booster rockets. The missiles went hurtling off the craft, prompting a hasty break right to move back into firing position if need be. And for another three seconds, the ship kept pounding away at shore.
Until the missiles hit. Through the infrared missile camera, Onyx-1 could see the missile zoom into a space below the main gun and hit, resulting in a barrage of static. The AWACS on station watched as the missiles hit through the top deck. There was a short delay, until the warheads exploded. The magazine, filled with tons upon tons of highly explosive material, went right along with them. A massive geyser of water sprung from the ship, chasing a fireball. Shrapnel rained down along the ship and sea as secondary explosions rocked the ship.
The AWACS congratulated the attack airplanes as it became clear the ship was irreparably damaged. It sent them back on their way, but continued watching the beast sink for the next half-hour. The populace was saved, but a war had begun.
President's office: The president was ready an email from his MoFA about the situation in the UAR when a knock came on his door. "Come in" he, said turning around in his chair to face the visitor. It was his Minster of Foreign Affairs. "hello, what news do you have for me today?"
"I have to inform you that the UAR government has collapsed and their military is firing on civilians." answers the MoFA. "Also, the Caliphate has attacked a UAR frigate that was firing on civilians."
"Hmm" the president started to weigh his options. I will not help a country that fires on civilians. However, should i go to war with them is the real question. He considers this for a little while longer. Then he says"I have made a decision on this matter." and walks out of his ofice with his MoFA following him.
a few minutes later at the House of Legislature in Beijing:
The door opened and in walked the president. the room quickly got quite as he walked up to the podium. He begins to speak "I have just learned that the government of the UAR has fallen. Their military, however, is still very alive and actively murdering civilian protesters. As president of the EAU i will not accept this to happen. I will order missiles to be fired at Casablanca that will explode in the air. These will be a warning. If anyone objects speak now." He paused and waited a few seconds before continuing" The UAR has fallen and its military has become a threat to peace. Their actions will not go unpunished." He got down from the podium and left to go speak with his military commanders on what action to be taken. Once in his car he pulls out his cell phone and calls the Caliphate's embassy to get through to the caliph.
"Alan!"
The man slowed to a halt.
"What do you want? I am busy." he replied, irratated.
"It's important... if you would sit down for a moment in my office, we can speak in private." He motions with his hand.
The man called Alan sighed.
"Very well... what is it this time?" he asked as he trudged into the other's office.
Alan Tallingsworth was a thin man, but didn't seem weak. He had long, brown hair that he brushed away from his eyes with his hand. He wore a labaratory coat, with multiple pens on his front pocket. He appeared tired, but well aware and awake. He took a seat in front of the desk.
"Where were you going?" The other man asked. He was furnished with a business suit, obviously of high quality. His hair was of a medium length, but was slicked back. His back was turned to Alan, and was making coffee. He spoke to him as he prepared a beverage for himself.
Alan cleared his throat, then nervously began, "I was... getitng one of the tools that I needed. Most of them are in the storehouse, so I have to run back and fourth, er, Mr. Hanes."
Seemingly uninterested, the other man, apparently by the name of Hanes, grunted and continued to make his coffee.
"I need to get a lot done... perhaps I should, uh, continue?" Alan questioned.
Mr. Hanes, his smug look concealed, turned to face Alan.
Clearly frightened, Alan repositioned himself in his chair. He was about to say something when he was inturrupded by Mr. Hanes.
"Would you like coffee?"
Alan, somewhat relieved, replied in the negative. Then, he looked at Mr. Hanes, waiting for him to speak. Hanes took a seat in a lavish office chair.
"Mr. Tallingsworth... you have been in my employ for, what is it now, fourteen years?" Giving Alan no time to reply, he continued.
"You have made some worthy discoveries in the past while. However, I would require your assistance in yet another matter."
"And... what would this be?" persisted Alan. He didn't wait long for the answer.
"Observe." stated Mr. Hanes simply. He then reached into a desk drawer, and retrieved a small stack of papers. He abruptly turned them around, and slid them to Alan, who promptly skimmed them.
"What is this?" he exclaimed.
"Project D-37, to be literal." answered Mr. Hanes, somewhat sarcastically.
"Is this... even legal?" asked Alan, with a troubled look on his face.
"Perhaps. But that is not what is important. What is important, however, is that you complete this project with your team of whatever-you-call-them-ologists within a month."
"Yes... yes, Mr. Hanes..." said Alan, as he continued to browse through the papers. His brows furrowed, he left the room. Chuckling to himself, Mr. Hanes sipped his coffee.
Saigon, Vietnam
"WHAT?" Mr. Duong slammed the papers on the table.
"You heard me right," Minister Su said.
"But...this is ridiculous!" Mr.Duong wandered around the room as he talked. "We're purchasing Bhutan with the equal value of 3.6 billion US dollars!"
"You won't have to worry about that," Minster Su calmly replied. "I've done some calculations with the yearly tax. It'll go up, but not enough to affect lives. The purchase is a big fraction of that place's GDP, and if the people there are unhappy with our purchase, we can issue them enough money to leave and make a living."
"It's not the people I'm worrying about," Mr.Duong muttered. "Why do we need that piece of land from the EAU? Bhutan is a mountainous place, unsuitable for building any large cities or urban living. To us, that piece of land is useless to us."
"I didn't say it's for urban living," he argued. "I am aware that other countries, including EAU, will be having the same thoughts as us, but it is a good hiding spot for munitions."
"But-"
"You can argue with the legislatures, too," the minister interrupted. "They passed the approval mark after a debate."
9:17am
Former CCP general Jamie Miller sat on the ground of an Antarctic research station. "God damn, it's cold here." He mutters to himself.
10:48 PM
Survivalist Larry Johnathan Clout leans against a boulder, resting. "Gosh darn it. I can survive on my own, but it sure is lonely here..." he comments to himself.
The Most Interesting Man in the World sat at the ship's bar with two attractive women asking about his water polo career. He ordered another beer and grinned at the bartender.
The president's office, Beijing
"The RSEA has offered to buy Bhutan for the equivalent of 3.6 billion USD. We have no idea why though" said the Minister of Foreign Affairs to the president. He was meeting with the president and updating him on other countries recent actions.
"They have asked to become trading partners and are not hostile or threatening to us in any way so i think we may accept this offer. We should reduce the cost, however, to increase of friendship. Offer them to buy it for 3.2 billion USD. We want to make friends, not enemies. I will write an e-mail now. Goodbye, you may leave and inform the Legislature of my decision."
To: RSEACommand@[UNDISCLOSED]
From:[email protected]
I will allow you to purchase Bhutan for a lower price in response to your offers of trade. You may have the land for 3.2 billion USD. How will our citizens be treated? Will they get citizenship in the RSEA if they choose to stay or may they remain with dual-citizenship? They may come back to the EAU if they choose to. Have a good day
-Situ Qin president of the EAU
That would be an air force, not a navy...
President Lechoslaw smirked at the situation developing in the UAR. UEEMNAF Marines were alreayd being prepared to board and disable the UAR skyfleet, and would be ready in a matter of hours. In the meantime, he had to decide how to deal with the NRO, now that the UAR would be unable to interfere.However, if he wished to properly utilize the might of his seaborne navy against the NRO, he would need to earn the allegiance of the Caliphate. They had already discussed an invasion of the NRO and his navy required access to the Istanbul canals to properly assault the NRO, so it seemed like they would be the most prudent nation to ask for assistance from. As such, after dismissing his aides and sealing the room tight, President Lechoslaw checked the room for any recording devices (audio or video), tapped a series of keys on his keyboard, and called the Caliph and requested a video feed. If the Caliph were to answer, President Lechoslaw would greet him with a quick "Hello." in English and immediately dive into discussing their plans.
((Time to board those bitches.))