UNFINISHED BUSINESS

The Shepistani Shroomermax Embassy, Goldenberg Desert, Shroomania
The Shroomermax Prison that had been converted into the Shepistani Embassy was now, once more, a prison. The Mushroom Marines formed a perimeter of steel around the gates. The fortifications that kept prisoners and other species of shitpieces in were doing just their job - keeping the Shepistani shitpieces locked like animals - but the true FUCKERS had ensured that it kept everyone out as well. Land mines and machine gun's nests and other forms of fortifications were just the beginning of the Marines' problems.
The beginning of everyone's problems began with the Pathogen War's end, after the Sovereignty brokered a peace treaty between Shepistan and Zoria - the only FUN nation to declare war on the fuckers - and after both Shepistan and Astaria were doomed to die a diseased death. After the Shroomanian and Zorian diplomats ended up keeling over due to the biological agents ingrained in the Shep-mailed peace treaty letters.
At the same time, it turned out that Sheppos in Shroomania were preparing to, figuratively, spread the love some more. Most of these agents were from the Embassy, having left and gone to cover beforehand, but they were tracked down. The Shepistani Embassy was located in the middle of the desert for that reason. There was a price, though. Frank the Elephant was now recovering in the intensive care unit of St. Mammaria's Medical Center, under the care of Byzantine physician-abortionist Doctor Gregor Hausenhorn. Other SSS men were not so lucky.
The foiled plot resulted in the Shepistani Embassy's complete and utter lockdown. The people in the goddamn place refused to accept the generous terms offered by Prime Minister Shroom, who did not want to order the execution of what could be the world's last remaining un-infected population of Shepistanis, so that was that.
The order had been given.
The F-16XLs flew in low, hard and fast, and the five hundred pound bombs blew a massive hole through the main building. As burnt and blasted body parts started falling from the sky, the Challenger 2 tanks followed suit by leveling their 120mm Schrometall cannons at the watchtowers and firing for effect - with results very much like that of a lumberjack cutting down a tree.
"TIMBER!!!" shouted Mushroom Marine Major Murray McMan.

With his beardy proclamation, the tanks rolled in to kill every last goddamn Shepistani in the motherfucking compound.
At least the ones who didn't surrender, or to be exact, surrender by lying on the ground and dying.
The attack helicopters came, and their speaker phones blared Shroomy Cash for all to hear.

And I heard, as it were, the noise of thunder: One of the four beasts saying: "Come and see." And I saw. And behold, a white horse.
There's a man goin' 'round takin' names. An' he decides who to free and who to blame. Everybody won't be treated all the same. There'll be a golden ladder reaching down. When the man comes around.
The hairs on your arm will stand up. At the terror in each sip and in each sup. For you partake of that last offered cup, Or disappear into the potter's ground. When the man comes around.
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers. One hundred million angels singin'. Multitudes are marching to the big kettle drum. Voices callin', voices cryin'. Some are born an' some are dyin'. It's Alpha's and Omega's Kingdom come.

"Hit the tanks!" screamed the Shepistani stragglers. "Kill them! Kill them all! MOHAMMAD JIHAD! AL-SHEPPARD!"
Grey contrails streaked through the pre-dug Shepistani trenches within the compound, anti-tank missiles striking the armor of the Shroomanian Challenger 2s.
"Sappers! They've got sappers!" the surprised shout filled the Shroomanian tanker radio channels. "Someone get rid of those fucking pests!"
"On the double!" came the reply from the Mushroom Marines. "Burn fuckers! KILLFUCK SOULSHITTER!"
"BAKALAKADAKA ALLAH!!!!" screamed a Sheppo. "They've got flamethrowers!"

And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree. The virgins are all trimming their wicks. The whirlwind is in the thorn tree. It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks.
Till Armageddon, no Shalam, no Shalom. Then the father hen will call his chickens home. The wise men will bow down before the throne. And at his feet they'll cast their golden crown. When the man comes around.
Whoever is unjust, let him be unjust still. Whoever is righteous, let him be righteous still. Whoever is filthy, let him be filthy still. Listen to the words long written down, When the man comes around.
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers. One hundred million angels singin'. Multitudes are marchin' to the big kettle drum. Voices callin', voices cryin'. Some are born an' some are dyin'. It's Alpha's and Omega's Kingdom come.
"They're on fire! Sweet Shroom, they're on fire!"
"I love the smell of shroompalm in the morning."
"MOHAMMAD ALI!!!!"
"They're still alive! Don't let up! Keep it up! Continue the gratuitous violence!"
"I think they're all dead, sir."
"No, they're not. Keep on killing them!"
"Aye-aye, sir!"
"Keep on killing!"
"Fix bayonets!"

And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree. The virgins are all trimming their wicks. The whirlwind is in the thorn tree. It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks.
In measured hundredweight and penny pound. When the man comes around.
And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts, And I looked and behold: a pale horse. And his name, that sat on him, was Death. And Hell followed with him.

"They're all dead, sir."
"Good. Now let's turn on the tele, shall we?"
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ACHTUNG! ANNEXATION, ARABIA, BUSINESS, BIOWAR, CAILAN, CANISSIA
Achtung! We are pleased to give the following news:
- The Sovereignty of Shroomania, and Shroomanian corporations including MacMillan Megacorp and SchromKorp, have begun investing in Arabia after Byzantium's annexation.
- Prime Minister Shroom the 777th will be attending the World International Baerne Bioweapons Limitation Entete (WIBBLE) - whether or not it's actually being held in Baerne or Shinra. (Shinra was the first to call for the conference, but Baerne was the first to propose a location for the meet)
- Cailan has joined the OC's Continental Defense Plan.
- The Chunnel between Shroomania and Canissia has been re-opened as Martian Law is recalled.