Adventure time in Beluzia

[Farsun]

Beluzia
Late February, 2019

The Keymon flagged cargo ship had docked in the Beluzian capital, aboard, stood a young man with his hands stuffed in his pocket. Klemens Grundmann, an officer of the State Security Service nodded to himself and began leaving the ship. Aboard, the Keymon flagged cargo ship had been dropping off a large load of pineapples and papayas to Beluzia. Despite the concept that the State Security Service operated solely in Dorvik, that couldn't be more wrong. Artania was the playground for the State Security Service, at least northern Artania was and only recently had the expansion begun into southern Artania, most of southern Artania that is. Klemens disembarked from the container ship and slipped away from the rest of the crew as they split, Klemens went right and the others went left. Klemens had come to Beluzia with a simple mission, to assist the right-wing groups in Beluzia. Communism and Socialism were a scourge upon the world and Klemens, as did many of his brothers and sisters in Dorvik, believe that the world would be better served if they had ridded the world of the disease of communism and socialism. While not quite as fanatical as it might seem, many members of the Dorvish intelligence and security apparatus were dedicated to their mission and swore an inviolable oath to Sacred Dorvik.

Klemens had made his way to the side of the port area and he was greeted by another young man and a young woman. "Klemens." the voice broke Klemens train of thought as he automatically greeted the two fellow State Security Service agents, both of them had been locals to Beluzia and had arrived some several years ago as tensions were rising. Klemens nodded at the man and nodded and gave a light smile to the female. "Let's get this over with." Klemens noted to the other man who had joined him. "I agree." Klemens' mission was simple, he was to assist in building the right-wing in Beluzia and he was confident of his abilities, he had done the same domestically in Dorvik when he had infiltrated an underground Socialist trade union and executed several of its members and outed nearly two dozen radical, militant socialist members and they were arrested and imprisoned for crimes against the state. One thing he could admit, even though he never would, was that the Kingdom had done things the right way, they placed laws on the books to protect their country, protect their people and ultimately protect the world from the scourge that was Communism and Socialism.

Klemens and the other two State Security Service officers had arrived at the safehouse location and would carefully begin their mission of supporting the right-wing in Beluzia, the first wave of support was monetary. As they arrived at the safe house, another three men were inside counting large sums of Luthorian Pounds, Hobrazian Pounds and other currencies from around Artania and few from outside of Artania. Finance was key and money was king. These sums of money would be delivered to right-wing political groups, alongside future shipments of small arms, and other items that would assist in the building of a true right-wing government in Beluzia and not the compromising government that kow-towed to the Communist and Socialist.

[Chitin]

Cirrane, Beluzia
Late February, 2019

Getting past the perimeter is easier than most would expect. You just needed to know where to go and who to talk to and any group considered undesirable by the government can cross in and out of the anarchy zone, especially when a good amount of officers have sympathies for your cause and a deep hatred for the ruling class. These were the thoughts going through Comgal's head minutes after he had just rolled on past the apparent "impregnable barrier between Beluzians and traitors" in his inconspicuous van, and all it took was a certain hand gesture to the officer in charge of the checkpoint.

With Comgal were two other Laochra ár Sinsear agents, Lommán and Sorcha. LaS has its agents and sympathizers all around Beluzia, and when the day comes, it will be a great shock to the sitting government officials who believe themselves to be safe from the coming national awakening. LaS and and its political wing, Ár Náisiún, had tremendous plans for the emergence of a great Kilani Beluzia, plans which thousands were willing to fight an die for. The last obstacles seem to this grand vision seem to be the dominance of the establishment democratic parties, who would whither away with time, and Beluzia's democratic system. These are what stands in the way of the Kilani people purging their nation of its impure elements, including the false god of communism. In the eyes of the fascist movement, what the Kilani people need is a revelation. A revelation and a revolution.

Comgal's mission was a simple yet important one: Make contact with the Dorvish State Security Service and receive their support. This first unofficial grant of aid from the Dorvish government would be the beginning of a cordial relationship between the rightists of Beluzia and the government of Dorvik. Comgal wasn't told what the aid would be comprised of, and neither were his fellow agents. "Money, guns, ammo?" He thought. "There. There's the rendezvous point." The long silence of the drive was broken was broken by Sorcha, who had pointed to a rundown building which had been abandoned for some time. This was the safehouse in which the LaS and SSS would conduct their business. Comgal turned to pull in behind the safehouse and out of view, then got out of the van and approached the entrance that was designated by the Dorvish officer who he had spoken with before he set out. As he reached to turn the door handle, a thought flashed through Comgal's mind. "This is the beginning of the end for the democratic traitors."