AAR-1087-Silesia

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Co-written by [[*user Jasiu06]], [[*user Ralliston]], and [[*user Zygard]]

**[https://scp-pl.wikidot.com/doslownie-1984 Jasiu06's Authorpage]**

**[https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/ralliston-s-authorpage Ralliston's Authorpage]**

**[https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/zygards-author-page Zygard's Authorpage]**
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+* A WARNING FROM THE HIGH TABLE
The following information is property of the Valravn Corporation and its access is reserved for members of the High Table only.

All non-High Table employees of the Valravn Corporation accessing this file will incur a violation of **Statute 47 of the Code** and shall be considered **Acceptable Collateral Damage** according to the company's **Information Protection Policy**.
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++++ AFTER-ACTION REPORT REGARDING THE COMPANY'S ENGAGEMENT IN THE ONGOING CHAOS INSURGENCY INSURRECTION IN SILESIA[[footnote]] Although the file uses the After-Action Report format, the operation itself is still ongoing -- its usage, which indeed points to the action having concluded, is necessitated by the inevitable conclusion already predestined to the incident. [[/footnote]]

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+++ BACKGROUND

On April 13th, 2039, in preparation for a military uprising against the Polish government in the region of Silesia, the Chaos Insurgency incorrectly triggered a ritual which in turn affected the region's whole population, imbuing each Silesian with a thaumaturgic talent of significant note. This action -- though inadvertent -- prompted the Insurgency to hasten its military plans, forcing the organization to proceed with its ploy for a coup d'état and thus officially declaring war against the government of Poland and the Global Occult Coalition.

Over the coming days, aided by outside and inside assets such as A.R.G.U.S. Inc., the ZM "Witch Slayer" Division, and the Coalition, the Polish government formed a unified military front against the Insurgent threat -- which, by then, has already taken over all major Silesian cities and effectively barricaded the region by utilizing its newly-found thaumaturgic skills. This brief period of Insurgent victory, however, was not a sign of any true stability: indeed, as soon as on April 17th -- following an engagement with the similarly-thaumic yet politically-opposed locals -- the Insurgency had already reached out to the Corporation, looking for aid.

Recognizing the Insurgency's low monetary capabilities -- along with the historically unstable nature of the movement and its unfavourable reputation -- as well as the inevitability of its clash with the far more militarily-potent Coalition, the Corporation had initially ignored said request, deeming cooperation unsuitable. However, following a personal conversation with a third party -- **{{[DATA REMOVED PER PROTOCOL TWILIGHT]}}** who, as was revealed in the meeting, was also responsible for monetarily supporting the otherwise-impotent Insurgency and has taken a keen interest in the potential for Silesian instability due to personal reasons that remain undisclosed but irrelevant to the Corporation -- the High Table has decided to reconsider the proposition. 

Upon receiving a large monetary sum directly from said benefactor, the Corporation has officially recognized the Insurgent request, and over the coming weeks begun the mobilization of its forces and assets, culminating in a confrontation against the Coalition Silesian air blockade on April 27th. Although by then, the Coalition had officially decided to fully engage in the conflict until the Insurgent forces are defeated, the Corporation nevertheless continued its apparent support of said forces, as per the grand design.

Due to the sensitivity of Corporate operations inside the region of Silesia -- as well as the confidentiality of their full scope, extent, and intention -- further information regarding PROTOCOL TWILIGHT shall not be committed to file and will remain on a need-to-know-basis, available only to those members of the High Table whose actions are necessary to the operation's success.

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//As the bell chimes, four shadows sit down around the map in silence, awaiting the rest of the High Table. They all exchange cold glances, but say nothing; instead, they look at the empty place where the fifth shadow should soon be sitting, alongside the two seats they know will remain absent.//

//Nevertheless: Sigrhöfundr looks around the room, then clasps his hands.//

**Sigrhöfundr:** Quroum stands. Shall we begin?

//The rest all nod.//

**Sigrhöfundr:** Marvelous.

//Sigrhöfundr points to the map in-between the five shadows; it depicts the region of Silesia, with the Insurgency-occupied cities highlighted in red. Around them, predicted movements of Coalition forces alongside currently ongoing skirmishes between them, the Company, the Insurgency, and local guerrillas, are displayed.//

**Sigrhöfundr:** I am glad to report that Wilhelm will remain a non-concern. His arm will not come for us for as long as he remains hospitalized, which my men inside tell me will be quite some time.

//He points to the location of the first confrontation between the Coalition and the Company.//

**Sigrhöfundr:** The attack fulfilled its function as a provocation quite well. The loud minority inside their Council won't be heard at all, now that we have raised the spark like so; they'll be bringing the whole hammer down, soon enough.

**Sigrhöfundr:** The parts of it that were already brought in, though, we are mostly handling; Valkjósandi and Hildólf made sure they were obliterated in the fields and could find recluse in some cities the Insurgency thinks are strategically important.

**Sigrhöfundr:** Now--

//He looks at Tvíblindi, whose one eye blinks in assurance.//

**Sigrhöfundr:** --when they do come in fully, the ravens tell me it'll be Wrocław they'll strike in next, just where we're the least stationed.

//He nods in recognition to Hildólf.//

**Sigrhöfundr:** Which, of course, aligns perfectly with our intend--

//Wind rushes through the room as the doors open and Þrasarr walks right through, his face an ugly, scarred grimace.//

**Þrasarr:** Have you all lost your god-damned wits?

//Sigrhöfundr raises an eyebrow; Valkjósandi and Hildólf both grimace; Tvíblindi simply sighs.//

//With fierce strength, Þrasarr takes his seat, and points to a holographic statistic.//

**Þrasarr:** Nine confrontations out of ten won. //How is that acceptable//?

//Hildólf furrows his brows.//

**Hildólf:** Was it not the intended design to push the Coalition into further confrontation? Surely, so many loses would only make them increase their efforts and thus bring further turmoil--

//Þrasarr grabs his temples.//

**Þrasarr:** The intended design was to push them into mobilization -- not desperation. Need I remind you all we are handling a nuclear power?

**Hildólf:** They wouldn't //dare//.

//Þrasarr scoffs mockingly.//

**Þrasarr:** Yes, just like they didn't dare in Hy-Brasil in '88.

//He points to a skirmish currently happening before Jelenia Góra.//

**Þrasarr:** This must be lost. We cannot risk a Casaba-Howitzer glassing half the region.

//Valkjósandi groans.//

**Valkjósandi:** You will not dictate me the terms of my own troops. I--

**Þrasarr:** What //I// want has nothing to do with what must be done. This is not my own will. 

//He eyes the gathered.//

**Þrasarr:** Have you forgotten what we were hired to do? Have you forgotten the grand design we were told to bring forth? The Insurgency already believes we are aiding their play with what we have won -- they do not need further assurance.

**Þrasarr:** Our benefactor, however, //does// need further assurence, I'm sure, that we will not escalate this into Insurgent victory -- or worse, into nuclear Armageddon.

//He stands up, and corrects his tie.//

**Þrasarr:** Do try to remember that if push comes to shove, there will be no spoil to find amidst the fallout for the benefactor.

//He pauses, and gives the High Table a heavy look.//

**Þrasarr:** And besides: for all of our titles, surely you do not believe that we too could survive ropes around our necks.

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+++ INCIDENT OVERVIEW

As of writing, the Company is engaged in several sub-operations pertaining to the Silesia case:

* Fortifying and cutting off vital road infrastructures in Kielce, Jaworzno, and Tychy so as to disrupt the path into Katowice;
* Fortifying and defending Jastrzębie Zdrój, Bielsko-Biała, Jelenia Góra, Wałbrzych, Lublin, and Wrocław;
* Cutting off Coalition supply lines so as to permanently disrupt the GOC advancement into Silesian territory.

All forces currently available to the Company -- identified as V-01, V-02, V-03, V-04, V-05, V-06, V-07, V-08, V-09 -- are currently occupied on those fronts under number one priority.

V-01 aids the Insurgency in blocking the Coalition and A.R.G.U.S. Inc. forces from reaching Katowice from the side of Bytom via limited, low-profile engagements against local infrastructure and scouting Coalition units. They are joined in this effort by V-02 on the side of Kraków, who engage in more open hostilities against anti-Insurgent forces. Nevertheless, in accordance with the grand design, both units are simultaneously pulling closer towards Katowice itself and are backing out of as many engagements as possible.

The goal of V-03 and V-04 is to maintain control of Jastrzębie Zdrój against A.R.G.U.S. Inc. and Bielsko-Biała against the ZM "Witch Slayer" Division respectively. The V-03/A.R.G.U.S. front has been engaged in open warfare for a week unbroken and has so far remained unresponsive -- the exact status therein therefore remains unknown. Meanwhile, V-04 managed to break the chain of ZM command and are pushing against the Division.

V-05 is currently openly engaged against a unified Coalition-ZM front near Jelenia Góra. Due to the deployment of Coalition battlemages in the area, the damage still being done to both the city and its surroundings is immense, as are the losses of V-05 personnel. The death toll is only made higher by the ZM forces utilizing an experimental neurotoxin; the toxin acts as a sedating agent, putting all affected into deep sleep and -- eventually -- painless death. This development has significantly lowered morale of the lesser personnel due to the ideological consequence of such a death "robbing one of their entry into Valhalla." Though V-05 troops have already managed to shoot down the helicopters responsible for spreading the toxin, it is estimated the unit will nevertheless not be able to hold its ground.

V-06 and V-07 have found more success in their respective missions of defending their control of Wałbrzych and Lublin against A.R.G.U.S. forces. Indeed: the experimental usage of drones on both fronts has yielded unexpectedly positive results. Meanwhile, the neighboring V-08 is preparing Wrocław for the incoming Coalition siege. So far, it has not engaged in any combat.

The goal of V-09 is to push A.R.G.U.S. forces away from Bytom, which they are currently occupying.

In addition to conventional weaponry, the Coalition front is utilizing never-before-seen pieces of experimental technology. In addition to the previously-mentioned neurotoxin, Company reports claim that A.R.G.U.S. Inc. ATHVs[[footnote]] All Terrain Heavy Vehicle. [[/footnote]] are joining the gathering Coalition UHECs in preparation for a full on-offensive against Katowice.

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Already encountered by the Company before during the Scottish insurrection, the ATHVs are all equipped with further experimental, tartarean-fueled weaponry -- particularly pieces sources from the [[[hunter-industries-hub|Hunter Industries]]] corporation.

It is unknown how much longer the Coalition will wait until it begins its actual march to conquer Silesia's capital.

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= **<<RECORDING ACTIVATED>>**

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//A dull chime rings throughout the chamber, and the attention of all five gathered falls once again to the map; upon it, one of the cities changes its color from red to blue as a series of graphs and military reports immediately pop up on the holograph next to the area.//

//Just as planned, Jelenia Góra has fallen.//

//Without a second's thought, Sigrhöfundr pulls the diagrams down; the domestic casualties are but necessary collateral. With a bored expression, he points towards it with an open hand, giving Þrasarr a heavy look.//

**Sigrhöfundr:** Enough to satisfy your paranoia?

//Þrasarr nods, something almost like smile forming on his lips.//

**Þrasarr:** Enough to satisfy our contract, yes. On the topic of which, actually--

//Þrasarr zooms the map closer towards Wrocław. Some twenty kilometers outside its borders, Coalition battalions have already begun their preparation for a siege. Though Company aerial assets also continue their bombardment of fragments of the army, wherever they are properly engaged by the gathering, they mostly suffer loses.//

**Þrasarr:** What are we thinking of this particular... engagement?

//Sigrhöfundr puts his hands together, and tightens his lips.//

**Sigrhöfundr:** The loss of two major assets in such a short time would be... undesirable, I do think, for our overall image. Though I do not suspect anyone over at Insurgency command has brains enough to think it suspicious, it could prove a difficulty in further public relations after we are done here. Their so-called New Engineer and the rest of his minions are too busy with their nonsensical schemes.

//Valkjósandi scratches his bald head.//

**Valkjósandi:** Hmm. But if we //do// push them out, we are risking al Fine turning her attention to Katowice too early. If she thinks the small cities aren't worth the effort, surely the witch will try for the big fish, no?
 
//Þrasarr eyes Tvíblindi, who closes his eye and slowly inhales, focusing.//

**Tvíblindi:** Two paths diverge, but I am quite certain she would not dare try enter the capital so quickly. She is not Wilhelm, and she has seen battle. If anything, our loss would only strengthen her belief in a conventional, meticulous solution.

//Tvíblindi turns to Valkjósandi.//

**Tvíblindi:** That being said, of course, I do--

//Suddenly, Hildólf squints his eyes, and zooms onto the north-most section of the gathering Coalition forces. He blinks twice, then laughs out loud, his voice thundering through the empty hall.//

//The remaining gathered look at him, confusion and something almost like resentment plastered across their faces. Hildólf just grins with a cruel spark in his eyes.//

**Hildólf:** You won't fuckin' believe this, good lord.

//Þrasarr raises an eyebrow.//

**Hildólf:** The bitch! The bitch is back!

//Hildólf continues laughing as he points towards a squadron now revealed to be an A.R.G.U.S. Inc. mercenary formation, led by Anna Świtoń.//

//Sigrhöfundr also smiles, though far more faintly.//

**Sigrhöfundr:** Well. I do suppose that changes some things.

//Tvíblindi looks at him, tired and somewhat annoyed.//

**Hildólf:** What? Come on, we can't just let her go. Once in a lifetime opportunity to correct our image after [http://scp-pl.wikidot.com/krew-proch-i-wrzosy Scotland] and you expect us to let it be? Be reasonable.

**Tvíblindi:** That is the same  counsel I wanted to give to //you//. We--

//Sigrhöfundr points to both the men with his open hands.//

**Sigrhöfundr:** Come, now. We can have both.

//He looks at Hildólf, then Tvíblindi.//

**Sigrhöfundr:** You'll have your revenge, and you'll have your loss: all we have to do is just focus solely on that squadron and let the rest fall right into Coalition hands. That work for you?

//The two reluctantly nod. Sigrhöfundr just smiles faintly and again puts his hands together.//

**Sigrhöfundr:** Excellent. 

**Hildólf:** On the topic of unexpected appearances--

//He looks towards the two empty seats around the High Table, then eyes Þrasarr.//

**Hildólf:** Will our two little middlemen actually show up, or has Eurtec permanently caught their fancy? I really would hope that--

//Þrasarr suddenly stands up angrily, and eyes the recording device.//

**Þrasarr:** Turn it off.

**Hildólf:** What? I was just wondering if they're free to go or if //she// is--

//Þrasarr makes a gesture as if trying to strangle Hildólf, and aggressively throws the device off the table.//

**Þrasarr:** Fucking moron--

//As sounds of agitated discussion continue beyond the device's range, it promptly turns off, hitting the floor.//

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+++ AFTERMATH

On 12th of June, by unanimous decision of the High Table and as per prior consensus between all persons involved with PROTOCOL TWILIGHT decision-making, Corporation forces have officially began their withdrawal from Silesian ground. Though this action has persisted in accordance with the low-profile and slow modus operandi previously agreed upon by all informed parties, its end goal -- the total discontinuation of Corporation aid for the Chaos Insurgency -- has remained inalterable and inevitable, following the assurance that the political situation in Silesia has properly spiraled out of the Coalition-willed and Insurgency-opposed control.

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= **<<RECORDING ACTIVATED>>**

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//A new witness to the meeting opens its mechanical eye as the ravens gathered around the table continue their toil. For several hours more they each drag around files and send messages on their workstations, but otherwise remain silent; the only sounds permeating through the chamber are those of keyboards clicking and dirty fingernails tapping against dark wood.//

//This far into their work, none of the gathered pay any attention to the low humming chanted from the chambers beneath them.//

//After a long while, deep into the evening, the sound of helicopter blades penetrates the silence; they continue their song until the heavy doors leading into the chamber are breached once more, revealing the last two ravens previously missing.//

//Grímnir and Auðun grunt half-polite hellos, and take their seats.//

//Hildólf spreads his arms and smiles.//

**Hildólf:** The prodigal sons return!

//Grímnir gives him a heavy look, but nods.//

**Hildólf:** Good to see you both in one piece. How has...

//He eyes Þrasarr, annoyed.//

**Hildólf:** ...//the beast's lair// treated you?

//Þrasarr sighs, but doesn't say anything; Auðun pats dusts off his suit.//

**Auðun:** Better than we hoped. 

**Grímnir:** Worse than we expected.

**Auðun:** It's all such a loud mess.

**Grímnir:** Far too uncivilized.

//Hildólf skews his head.//

**Hildólf:** Yes, yes, of course, I too have seen the European shithole, I'm aware; I meant how it has treated you with //business//, gentlemen. You can save the architectural argument for Sigrhöfundr.

**Grímnir:** Well.

//Auðun puts a briefcase on the table; it bangs heavily against the dark wood.//

**Auðun:** The benefactor is satisfied with our work.

//Þrasarr eyes the briefcase.//

**Þrasarr:** Enough to send the second third, huh?

//Grímnir nods.//

**Grímnir:** Indeed. But it is not a prize without comment.

**Auðun:** They commend our handling of both the Coalition and the Insurgency, but they do say that we ought to take greater... //care//, when engaging with the civilians.

//Valkjósandi raises an eyebrow.//

**Grímnir:** It is of course expected they will play their part against the Insurgency soon enough, but the benefactor comments on the fact they are concerned it will happen //too// soon.

**Þrasarr:** Hmm.

**Hildólf:** They do not understand why our bombing hasn't taken care of more of them, is what you're saying?

**Grímnir:** Precisely.

//Valkjósandi furrows his brows.//

**Valkjósandi:** I do not understand. Was it not intended to avoid as much foreign collateral as possible so that when we do hand al Fine her prize, naught trouble will come to us?

**Grímnir:** It is.

**Auðun:** All they say is that we ought to have a more... liberal definition of what constitutes the Insurgency, in our leaks to the Coalition.

//Hildólf grins.//

**Hildólf:** I see.

//Tvíblindi grimaces. Sigrhöfundr looks at him.//

**Sigrhöfundr:** You seem troubled.

**Tvíblindi:** This is not the way.

//Hildólf  rolls his eyes.//

**Hildólf:** I didn't peg you for a Manna member.

//Tvíblindi's eye falls on him heavily.//

**Tvíblindi:** If you wish to engage them, give them a warrior's death. Do not cover yourself with the witch. Do the deed yourself.

//Sigrhöfundr looks at Hildólf  from the side of Tvíblindi's blind eye, then turns towards Tvíblindi himself.//

**Sigrhöfundr:** I'll handle it.

**Tvíblindi:** You--

//Sigrhöfundr lowers his gaze.//

**Sigrhöfundr:** I'll. Handle it.

//Tvíblindi just stares his down, but doesn't say anything; instead, he turns away, and grabs at his gray beard.//

**Tvíblindi:** Very well.

//Sigrhöfundr claps his hands, then turns to face Grímnir and Auðun.//

**Sigrhöfundr:** Well, tell the benefactor it shall be done. In the meantime, I hope the end game stays the same, yes?

//Grímnir nods.//

**Grímnir:** It does. But they are also saying it will come sooner than we had anticipated.

**Valkjósandi:** ...Meaning?

**Auðun:** Meaning that in not long we will see a clear sign that our time has time.

**Grímnir:** Before it does, though, we ought to already start our recall, as quietly as we can.

//Sigrhöfundr raises his eyebrows.//

**Sigrhöfundr:** Now?

**Grímnir:** Now.

//Sigrhöfundr slowly breathes out, running possibilities through his head. When he speaks again, however, his voice is firm and certain.//

**Sigrhöfundr:** Consider it done, then.

//All gathered exchange glances.//

**Sigrhöfundr:** They will have their treasure, soon enough.

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//On a building overlooking the heart of Europe, warm rain breaks upon concrete and steel. The two specters that stand atop it barely notice.//

//Þrasarr finishes his cigarette, and throws it down the skyscraper, down towards the urban purgatory of the midnight Warsaw -- towards the cars and bystanders, however few this time of day; towards the [http://scp-pl.wikidot.com/scp-pl-400 soulless, heartless facsimile of a city], its glass bones and paved flesh a testament to the same cynical capital that has now brought them here together.//

//The smoke goes out well before it finishes its fall.//

//It is a cruel thing, really, an almost savage mockery of the human urbanist spirit -- of the common need for community amidst progress. Still: to Þrasarr, it is of no importance. At the end of the day, the only thing that matters is that they are here -- and that there is money to be made.//

//He clears his throat, and looks over at the other shadow.//

**Þrasarr:** I am glad to see you have not changed your mind. I was worried your master's voice would persuade you, in the end.

//The hooded figure scoffs.//

**The Messenger:** What al Fine thinks is of no concern. She can have her war -- and we can have ours.

//Þrasarr raises an eyebrow.//

**The Messenger:** Her desperate need to maintain control is not mutually exclusive with our need to keep the engines running. If anything, the two complete each other.

//The figure throws out their smoke, too.//

**The Messenger:** It is a cruel Yin and Yang.

//Þrasarr simply nods, and pulls out the documents from inside his trench coat. The figure eyes the folder skeptically, but upon seeing the red, raven-shaped seal right on the first page, their mood changes. They nod, too, and take the papers.//

//Over the next few minutes, their hands and eyes do their magic, scanning each piece of information given like a hungry beast. When they finish, they hand the papers back to Þrasarr, and both look out beyond the horizon once more.//

**Þrasarr:** All to your liking?

//The figure nods.//

**The Messenger:** I don't //enjoy// this endeavor, you know. I am not in this for your thrill. Not for your money.

//Þrasarr rolls his eyes.//

**Þrasarr:** And what difference does it make?

**The Messenger:** At the end of the day, there is a prize to be won here, for me. I fight for a future I believe in. You fight for a master. A master you ought not to trust.

//Þrasarr raies an eyebrow.//

**The Messenger:** Indulge me.

//Þrasarr shrugs.//

**The Messenger:** You're a fool for throwing your hat in with her.

//Þrasarr smirks.//

**Þrasarr:** And why is that?

**The Messenger:** You work thinking you're the biggest fish, you Ravens. You work because once the fires calm down, there will always be plenty corpses for your little machine, and because another battle will always come, under the rules you've surrendered to. Because for those who wage those battles, it is good to see someone clean up the bodies they make. You //win// because you're the biggest fish, too -- or at the very least, the cleverest one.

**The Messenger:** But she is not a fish. And she does not play by the rules. She is a dragon -- and a dragon always takes what she thinks is hers.

//The figure eyes Þrasarr with a heavy spark in their eyes.//

**The Messenger:** So do not be surprised when the fire you thought was sheltering you scorches you whole.

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