This is information that the Indostan Government do not want being seen. They deny this ever happened and there is very little evidence left to support that it did. Captain Arjun vanished from the forces a week after the events before re-appearing 8 years later as a crazed Aaryarlivatraguo terrorist who blew himself up in the Northern Provinces. Some information from his diary entry on this day has been erased or lost in the transference to our base which we know to have been caused by some double agents and also the weather. What we have saved is on this document, typed up by someone who is most definitely dead from the hands of the regime, all we can hope now is that reforms are made or the Emperor is assassinated.
You'll probably never see my name or hear of me because by the time this goes public, I'll be dead as well and my name erased from existence by the order to protect my family.
In my 25 years of serving on the Indostan Police Force Hasheiv Regiment, I never experienced what I had today.
I woke up thinking it would be an average day. Stop some kids from littering, give directions to some people, help in the arrest of a drunken tourist who got their hands on some Libiza Absinthe and then go home. But the day was far from that. I was on patrol in sector 2 of the city keeping an eye on a group of six people who were wearing masks and bandannas, they weren't doing anything that broke the law but they looked extremely suspicious just standing on the corner of the street. Before I clocked it, there were more of them walking around. Some with complete body coverage, others completely naked and then it started.
I couldn't see who but one of the group members started throwing rocks at us, the rest began chanting [DELETED]. We took cover behind our vehicles, and I used our megaphone to demand they cease their actions and go back to their day whilst my colleague radioed for riot control. Whilst we waited for riot control to arrive, we were forced to use our tasers and pepper spray on some of the hooligans who were throwing rocks and trying to get close enough to us to fight us in hand to hand combat. Then it went from bad to worse. One of the pr*cks threw a Molotov at one of the officer's cars creating a fireball, blasting some of the rioters and officers back. I'm cursed to say that one of my closet friends, Officer [LOST], [LOST] in the blast. Disgusting b*stards took my friend's life.
Riot control arrived and things only escalated, buffoons went from throwing rocks to damaging, destroying and injuring. Riot control had no mercy. They opened fire with their airsoft guns and began beating some of the criminals down to the ground with their batons and staffs. Many were [DELETED] in the long hours that followed, mostly from [LOST].
Come the time of 22:37 the streets were engulfed in flames, covered in [DELETED], [DELETED] and rubble. I couldn't count how many officers were [DELETED] both in riot control and on our regular forces. The screams, explosions and chanting will haunt me forever. It was strange, even though they took my friend, I felt [DELETED] for them. I actually agreed that reforms were needed, but I didn't want the Emperor's death. That's what these criminals wanted. Revolution.
The events ended around 2:18 am when the riot control dragged the remaining hooligans hiding among the rubble and debris out into the streets and [DELETED]. After it all, the Sargent of the riot control turned to us and said we should return back to HQ and rest there until further notice, he congratulated us on helping put down heretics before rushing off to probably give a report to the Congress.
By the time we returned to HQ the remaining officers broke down, none of us could even fathom what had happened to us.
The rest was lost in the transference to us. We may never know who Captain Arjun's friend was or what happened to Arjun during his 8 years of disappearance for him to become an insane terrorist, but we know his existence and this diary entry will help us in later progress.
Everyone wants one. But how do you organise a naval blockade?
An overview of the strategic thought of Alfred Thayer Mahan, a late-19th Century American naval strategist most famous for his advocacy of a big fleet and the idea of 'decisive battle'.
This video shows that these 2 elements form only a part of Mahan's thinking, with the key element being the use of 'sea control' to strangle an enemy's economic power.
This allows us to assess the value of 'Mahanian thinking' beyond WWI and WWII-era battleship obsessions.
The Emperor Invites you
Greetings all of Eurth. Every man, women, child and pet that lives under the eternal heaven's light.
March 10th marks the 520th anniversary of the The Suánxuǎn Emperor's ancestors claiming the 'Mandate of Heaven' and restoring peace to Indostan's glorious lands. This event falls into the same day as the festival of colour in the nation so of course, this calls for a celebration and as such the Emperor along with 100 professional celebration planners have organised a most amazing gathering for you all to attend.
This event is completely free as the government of Indostan and Royal family wish to show their warmest of welcomes and open the country to the world's splendid people to see life in our most beautiful country. Those who attend shall experience both traditional and modern ways of celebration in Indostan, hear the music of the people, enjoy the food of the land, see the traditional clothing of the country, watch live sport matches and dance (optional) alongside Indostan's diplomats, public, soldiers, governmental bodies and even the Royal family themselves. There is much more but it would be ridiculous to tell you when you can experience it instead!
- Festival of colour
Worry not about security, Indostan's police force and special Dūr iĺim troops shall stand guard at all times to protect the peace.
All you need to do is arrive at Aurum Grand City Center on March 10th and enjoy the week long festival (you may leave anytime).
We look forward to see all those who show.
- Anai Achliu (Emperor's head of festivals)