Operation Arabian Red: Invasion of Saudi Arabia

“So the rumours are true. The Chinese dare to force us out? Are you aware that the country of Saudi Arabia is recently a partner of the NAU?” Colonel Brown slowly talked to the Chinese man. He first inhaled a decent amount of cigar filled air, and made a big cloud while blowing it out.

“And for myself, I don’t give a shit about some Europeans in the East. My main concern now, is you guys. You are aware that we know you were coming right? You are aware that we made our own moves, I suppose? You know that the United States will not give up this easily?”



Brown tapped his cigar carefully above the ashtray. He placed it back and puffed a little stationary, while studying the face of Yuang. Then his eyes caught the walkie-talkie. “I didn’t know the Chinese still were operating with those outdated… things.” He smirked a little while waiting for an answer from Yuang

“Well, as far as I concern, it’s the People’s Republic making a stand against us.” And Brown folded his arms over each other while still enjoying his cigar. “So don’t play the ‘don’t make a big deal out of this’ card. America doesn’t negotiate with terrorist. Nor it just listens to a single sided demand.”



Brown looked back straight in the Chinese’s eyes. “So, China comes in, demand us to go out, then suggests we will accept it and don’t do anything, and you dare to tell me not ruin relations? Are you fucking kidding me?”

“This is Mecca. City of Saudi Arabia, partner of the NAU, leaded by the United goddamn States of America. You should lower your tone. However, if you think you can continue this little ‘demand’ of yours, then I need to contact my superiors. I cannot make this decision just with a blink of your thin narrow eye..” he smiled to the Chinese, enjoying this for a little.

Colonel Brown sighed. Damn Chinese bastards, he thinks. He hoist himself out of the chair with still puffing on his cigar. “You wait a couple of minutes. And don’t make a single move.” He said, while going to the American communication tent. And he made contact with Washington…

A small 10 minutes later Colonel Brown returned. He had a grim on his face, well calculated, but still somewhat careful. “Our satellites confirm a decent amount of Chinese forces around the city already. This is an act of war Yuang, and not a negotiation. The Chinese are invading American soil!” he mentioned before getting back in his chair.



“Because of this, it’s the Chinese who are putting the relations between the Middle Kingdom and the Land of the Free on a dangerous spot. So don’t try to act that we are forcing something, while it’s you and your men who are!” Brown said it with a strong tone in his voice. “Second, you are aware that only Muslims are allowed in the city, right? No? This is the holy city of them. And I doubt your men are..”



“Give me one word of advice. Leave now, and never return. Give the next message to your superiors: if China decides to not comply with this, and you dare to continue this invasion, the United States will strike back.” Brown puffed out a large smoke of his cigar. “If you think, that this are all of our forces in this area, you are making a mistake, perhaps the biggest in your carrier. Washington has confirmed already, that the backup forces are in place, ready to strike if China dares to cross us.”

“It’s in your hands… choose your words carefully General Yuang…”