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Postby Barapam » Wed Feb 27, 2019 1:14 pm

The drums of war kept on beating, but the most stubborn and dangerous enemy the kingdom of Sweden now stood against, was itself.

Shortly after Sweden officially had joined the Entente, the telegraphs had gone warm between Stockholm and Berlin. It had all been because of a terrible misunderstanding. With all the chaos, the Germans had never received the memo of a peace with Denmark, following the treaty of Brest-Litovsk, and had therefore regarded the Swedes pulling out of the war as a hostile action. However, now that it all had been worked out, and since no shot yet had been fired between the two former allies, the Germans offered the Swedes a very generous deal in terms of land, help against rebels, and influence after the war, if they rejoined the Central Powers, which they were welcome to do. It was a very tempting offer, and the Swedes hesitated for a while, but in the end they decided to remain in the Entente, for several reasons. There were however three major ones:

1. Telegrams had at the same time also been sent back and forth between Stockholm and London, and the British were willing to give the Swedes basically the same thing as the Germans offered, provided they joined the Entente.

2. Russia was now a Central Power, and being on the same side as Russia would be wrong in so many ways. Besides, faced with the threat of a Russian attack, the unrest in Finland had calmed down, and been replaced by a united front of reds and whites.

3. Prestige. It would be even more dishonouroble, in the eyes of the Swedish leadership, to change sides yet again. Especially since the truth behind it was very embarrassing, and that the only possible lie, that the secret addition to the treaty behind Germany and Russia, had been nothing but propaganda and disinformation from the Entente. The people would see through it, and with so many rebellions going on, the military government couldn't afford itself to be seen as more discredited and illegitimate then it already was, in the eyes of many.

With the main focus being on winning the increasingly bloody civil war, and perhaps also due to an unspoken gentlemen's agreement with its former allies in the Central Powers (and likely also to some extent thanks to the French-German truce following the partition of Switzerland), the "war" between Sweden and Germany was more or less a phony war, and against Russia, the strategy was defensive. However, there was still much to do.

Denmark

With the loyalist faction nearly wiped out, the Swedish Expeditionary Force now faced both nationalists, communists, "Apaches" (the terrorists the Swedes themselves had created) and German soldiers, and although they were doing relatively well and had British support, the increasingly dire situation in southern Sweden meant that the soldiers were better needed elsewhere. The SEF retreated and was evacuated from Zealand with the help of the navy as well as the airfleet (which was part of the explanation as for why the Swedes hadn't been able to show up in time for the battle of Jutland). Except for a small contingent, which would remain to make sure that the Danish oil fields remained in Swedish hands (Danish oil was of vital importance for Sweden''s capability to wage war. Sure, they could still buy much from the neutral Norwegians, and now also some from the British, but unlike in peacetime (or, for that matter - if they had rejoined the Central Powers), not from the Russians, which had the biggest resources of the black gold), but all other personnel were to be sent to Gothenburg and Karlskrona, the two big strongholds of the Swedish government forces. In Gothenburg, the public was very much in favour of the British, and therefore also to Swedish soldiers (unlike when they had fought alongside the Kaiser, during which the city had been dangerously close to uproar, but as already stated, that wasnt the case anymore), as they now were on the same side. Karlskrona was the place of Sweden's most important naval base, and naturally, it was a city very loyal to the military.

Soldier guarding a Danish oil field, propaganda shots:

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Finland

Rather ironically, with one of the largest empires in the world, against them and with hostile intentions, the Russian border was still the calmest front. Fortifications continued. "Viking" walkers patrolled along the frontlines, and the very sight of them was a morale boost to the troops. The Viking model was based on a German model, and was fueled by charcoal, which Sweden and Finland thanks to their large forests had lots of, even more so than oil. With growing uncertainty regarding future oil supplies, steam had become popular again.

Another one who had become more popular, among both reds and whites, was Mannerheim, now Field Marshal. He had become the undisputed leader of Finland, and as the two political factions drafted a new constitution in the Senate, there were already whispers expressing the desire that he should become the first president of the new republic. Because it was agreed that it should be an independent republic, and that it would be up to the people to vote, at a date yet to be determined, weather Finland would be a nation on its own feet, or in union with Sweden.

The young nation already had a military force of its own, although it was still small, and relied heavily on Swedish support. This was another reason why the Swedes hadn't participated in the battle of Jutland: Ships bound up in case of a sudden Russian attack, with orders to stay, not that the would've been able to arrive in time to the engagement anyway.

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The German walker which the Swedish "Viking" is based on. The main differences are purely esthetical. Three crowns instead of iron crosses, different crest, and with bended exhaust pipes which give the impression of a horned helmet.

Homefront/Civil war

Gothenburg, also known as "Little London", was abuzz with life. British and Swedish soldiers, sailors and pilots alike were warmly welcomed by the inhabitants. It was hard to tell from their cheerfulness that the Swedish Red Army was advancing northwards, and soon might threaten the city. Or maybe it was because of that. The tommies were after all treated as saviours for a reason, it had been a part of the deal between with the U.K. to make Sweden join the Entente, that Britain would help against the rebels, and that the MI5 and MI6 would assist Sweden in building a proper spy agency. As it were, there was no coordination between the agents employed by the military, the police, or the diplomatic corps, and the organizations still suffered from the peaceful lull before the outbreak of the war, and it was all handled quite amateurish. The NIS would perhaps made results a lot quicker, but the Swedes didn't really trust the Italians, especially not the NIS. The Swedes wanted genuine cooperation and assistance, not infiltration. That's why the British secret services had been chosen instead, but that was never mentioned, of course.

Speaking of spies, one was deporting the city by airship right now. Sven Hedin, the famous explorer, was officially out on a new scientific expedition to Asia with a multinational team consisting of Swedes, a Norwegian, and Englishmen, but he also had a secret mission: Contact their allies in Mongolia in order to get bluprints for new weapons. His travel route was Gothenburg - London (where he would meet his British contacts) - Calais - Paris - Rome - Iran - India - China - Mongolia, and back via the United States. The High Command had high hopes in him. Hedin was very experienced, and an avid Russophobe. One problem was his admiration of Germany, but his superiors calculated that his loyalty would trump that, especially now when the Germans colluded with Russia. If not, then he had at least been sent far away, hopefully unable to cause any harm for the Swedish kindom.

A new government

With Finland as the one exception, the war was not going well for Sweden. A scapegoat was needed. A sacrificial lamb. It fell on the independent conservative prime minister Hjalmar Hammarskjöld and the civilian government to resign, even though they hadn't had much real power left. The High Command appointed the leader of the Social Democrats, Hjalmar Branting, as the interim head of government. They hoped that with a social democratic leader, the leftists would be appeased, especially since he was a convinced reformist who disliked violence and was against a bloody revolution. He had supported the mensheviks in the Russian civil war, and gone to the same school as the old king. It hadn't been easy to make him accept the offer, but he had eventually given in, once the junta promised him that the government would have actual power to wield again. One of his protégés, Per Albin Hansson, saw it as the perfect opportunity. Soon, he thought, there would be universal suffrage and eight-hour work days in Sweden. The construction of a "Folkhem" could begin. From the ashes of war, the nation would be reborn. Like a Phoenix.

Sápmi

Scania had fallen, as had Halland and much of Småland. Malmö, Helsingborg, and Halmstad were red strongholds, and even in Stockholm, communists gained ground. So when the indigenous Sámi people in the north rebelled as well, the new government had to act quickly. Hjalmar Branting met with their leaders, among them Elsa Laula Renberg, for negotiations in Mora, the temporary capital. It turned out that although the Sámi people were ready to take up arms, they prefered a peaceful solution. Sápmi would become an autonomous region (exact borders to be determined later) within Sweden, with its own parliament, and of course, Sámi people would have the same rights as Swedes. Once the war had been won, mayybe the Swedish government could help their brethren in Finland and Russia as well?

The meeting had been a success, and both sides were happy. Although the old government would've never agreed to it, especially not during peacetime, but things were a lot different now.

Baltic sea

"Well, it's not a bottle of rum, and it's not Kolchak's gold, but close enough. Cheers to admiral Kolchak and his vodka!"
"To Kolchak and his vodka! SKÅL!"

The pirates obeyed their captain, especially now, when the order was to party. The captain, Jacob Sparv, and his men, former sailors of the royal Swedish navy, had been inspired by the communists, and since they definitly weren't communists themselves, had turned to a life of piracy. What had started with one submarine was now an outright fleet, mostly consisting of submarines, but also a few surface vessels, all flying the Jolly Roger. Captain Sparv had made himself, and his men, a fortune on smuggling and business with gulasch barons and other black marketeers. Gotland was their island, but they used the coasts of all nations in the Baltic sea, and even some harbours. And although they had been discontent with the war, their pay, the High Command and the civilian government, these modern Victual Brothers had a general rule of not attacking other Swedish ships (unless attacked first, which happened from time to time. They were after all technically criminals, deserters, and possibly also traitors, dependng on who you asked), but it did occur that they attacked ships in the hands of Swedish communists, and all foreign ships were seen as fair game. Such as Kolchak's. His vodka was very welcome, it was enough for the pirates to keep, and to sell for a profit.

"Speaking of admirals, give a bottle to Reidar too", Sparv told one of his underlings, who saluted out of old habit despite the fact that he didn't have to, and did as he was asked. He was drunk himself, and once he got to the prison cell, the admiral's bottle wasn't quite as full as before. Still, the sailor gave it to the guard, and spoke to him for a while, while the guard took a swig of the booze himself, before unlocking the cell door to give the rest to the prisoner. Admiral Reidar Dahlén, up until recently a member of the High Command, looked up, unshaven and hollow-eyed.

"Well, looks like your ransom takes a while, but here you have a present from the captain himself, and Kolchak, to enjoy in the meantime. Oh, and by the way, have you heard about Jutland?" The guard briefed the old officer, laughed, and locked him in again.

This was likely the biggest reason why the navy hadn't helped their allies at Jutland: It was fighting itself as well. It was a short distance between Karlskrona and Visby, and there had already been several engagements.

Stockholm

If this war was a game of poker, the grim reaper was starting to get a really good hand. With financial support from Olof Aschberg, the so-called "red banker", the communists had been able to form cells thorought the country, get weapons, and hire experienced, motivated Russian bolsheviks in exile to spread the revolution further. It worked beyond his expectations. Stockholm fell. The royal castles were stormed, the garrisons defeated or defected. The queen died quickly from a perfectly place bullet between her noble eyes, much to the dismay of some of the male communists who had envisioned themselves a little something before her ultimate demise. The children were evacuated in the last minute, but the king refused, and stayed to fight, to uphold the horde, so that they could safely get away. They did, but Gustaf VI Adolf ended by his wife.

The eldest son, crown prince Gustaf Adolf, was yet too young to take the throne. A regent would have to be appointed, in the new temporary capital Mora, a town strategically close to Norway, in supposed safety.
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Postby The Bananic » Thu Feb 28, 2019 7:17 pm

<Russian Revolution>

After the successful encirclement of the Russian troops in Ashgabat, the Bolsheviks continued to advance northwest. The succeeded in taking the cities of Aqtau and Beyneu, reaching the western tip of the northern Aral Sea. Without any major battles occurring, the Bolsheviks continued their slow advance into Kazakhstan. The middle front saw considerable gains to be made. The Red Army advanced up to the tip of the Aral Sea, advancing to the city of Aral. The advance stopped at the city of Zhezqazghan. At this stage, the Iron Walls had become target practice for the far superior Marx-class Tank Destroyers. The Bolsheviks, with supplies from the NIS, had launched their own gas attacks along the Russian lines. This had the desired effect, of wiping out major resistance to the Bolshevik offensive. Soon, the Whites would be kicked out of the Steppes. This would allow for the Bolsheviks to reach and threaten the Trans-Siberian Railroad.
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Postby Deutschess Kaiserreich » Sat Mar 02, 2019 12:20 am

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Lech Poleski looked as a line of men trailed down the plank and arranged themselves in the harbor to await inspection. They stood in orderly formations as the general walked around looking at the state of his troops. Large numbers of beleaguered Australian men, women, and children that were too stubborn or poor to leave Melbourne. They stared at the troops with both hate and hope. Could these be the men that would damn them to slaughter from Ned Kelly's brutal gang or perhaps save them from it? It also didn't help that some of the population sided with Ned. Australia had changed since the great war had begun. The days were getting darker and it seemed that the once untamed nation of Australia had finally been tamed and with it the freedom the people enjoyed.

The soldiers began to march as the gates of the ports opened. In perfect formation they marched down the central street as people stared out their windows, closing the blinds, or hiding the alleyways. A lesser army would have dispersed to pillage and rape the city but this was not a lesser army. This was the 66th Polish Colonial Legion. One of the first Legions mostly made from Polish foreigners in the Kaiserriech. They had banded together in hopes that their service would convince the Kaiserriech to Liberate their Nation from the Russians. Ever since the Empire made good on that promise the Legion had fought for the Kaiserriech. They had repelled the Japanese from Tsingtao but were forced to evacuate to Papua New Guinea when the Japanese launched most of their Marines at the port and the Mongolians closing in. Now they had been ordered to assist the Rebellion in Australia and restore order. A Lech marched down the street he saw crowds began to file out of their homes and onto the pavement. Didn't most of the civilians evacuate on themselves? He had seen the battle of Warsaw and saw the dead polish women, men, and even children litter the floors of their charred bones. If the Armada was to attack they would rape and pillage every inch they received...

A horse rider looks upon the distant cloud of malice. He rode forward suppressing his fear as deep down as he could. What if they were savages? What if they took him and strung him up... or worse? He could now see the swarm of metal heading towards him. A mass of vehicles covered in armor, guns, men, and skulls. He reigned his horse to a stop at great difficulty as the horse feared the horde incoming. The cars ahead aimed their guns at the lone horse rider and he thought "If I am to fall then let it be in the defense of my comrades". He drew his sword from his scabbard and awaited his death. His horse surged forward and a sword was pointed towards the horde. He closed his eyes waiting for the bullets to rip into him but none came. The loud rumbling of the cars stopped and when the horse rider opened his eyes he found the horde stopped in its tracks with one man standing in front of him. He wore a silver suit of armor like the old tunic knights of old. At his waist swung two holsters with the most powerful guns ever created. Most surprising was the two robotic legs. They were like two twigs and were powered by a machine on his back spouting out a burst of steam with every step he took. The rider spoke, " I bring a message of the 66th Polish legion of the Kaiserriech!"...

The rider watched as the man took off the steelhead and underneath it was a man. He had a thick beard with lightning shots of white through it. His hair was curled on the top like frosting and was nearly as white as frosting as well. There was something in his eyes. A man that had seen too little and somehow too much. He looked at the rider pulled his horse to a stop only two dozen meters away with his sword still drawn. What did he think he was? A member of the round circle, Ned thought.

"Aw yeh?" He said in a surprisingly smooth voice while drawing a knife. The rider flinched and brought up his sword. But instead of stabbing the rider Ned just reached into a satchel around his waist and... ate a piece of vegemite off his knife.

"We request that the armada of your force pause for a day or two. We need more time to evacuate the citizens to our colonies."

"Oh wot? Wait, you a bloody German?"

"No, I am a member of the 66th Foreign Polish Legion." Ned paused for a moment before asking,

"So ya Germans?"

"I am under the command of them. I owe it to them. They liberated my nation and one of them saved me."

"Aw, that's gnarly, bud. Yeh, tell em' we'll hang off a day or two."'

"Aye, hold up a second! Few of tha' trucks is carryin' frostys for the whole caravan if ya wanna get pissed 'fore heading back into tha' bush!"

The rider stopped for a moment. He had been riding under the baking sun for hours and had to fight several raiders as he had come across an abandoned town. The raiders were easy to kill but they did graze his leg. This could be useful. He could talk to Ned more. Perhaps get a peace deal. After all... what was a drink or two? A polish could always hold his weight...

Lech Poleski heard the rustling of a bush behind him. He turned around drawing the Luger at the sound to find a horse nustling his face. He knew this horse. "Ah hah, Kondrat! Whose a good boah?"

"Arkady. You should know better than to sneak up on an active perimeter." Lech got nothing but a mumble and saw Arkady slumped over his horse with the easily smelt stench of meat and alcohol. "Had a good time with Mr. Kelly did you?"

Lech got nothing more than a mumble in response. He patted the horse and took the reigns that were clutching in Arkady's sweaty smelly hand. He began to lead the horse into the city proper. "The General will be happy that you got along with Ned so well. I assume that he accepted the offer."

"Yes." Arkady said before succumbing to sleep.
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Postby The neo glactic empire » Sat Mar 02, 2019 5:11 am

palestine

The last of the preperations were made the offensive started
Artillery bombarded italian troops for hours then crawlers and iron walls attacked towards gaza the local population rebelled due to the italian attacks on the holy city of mecca
this combined with overwhelming numbers pushed the italians out of gaza the ottoman armies were now fighting for revenge the entire islamic world has seen what well happen if the europeans took control of islamic areas riots started in cairo and alexandria and they were violent
The ottoman armies attacked alqabah the local population aided them and the maurauders were under attack from ottoman troops and the local population the fight was fierce and the artillery barrages continued to never allow the maurauders a resting time officiers were being targeted by local rebel cells who had nothing but some pistols and knifes after afew days the city fell and the offensive continued to push the italians out of northern arabia back to sinai
the cottomam forces attacked the italian lines the italian massive tanks were now being attacked by the feda class tank destroyers and violent riots broke in italian occupied cities all of which only made it worse for the italians as there officers were now being attacked by local populations
The ottoman armies west of the italian fortifacations attacked italian lines from the flanks and coupled with an attack by ottoman attacks the italians were rapidly pushed

home front

The italian bombings of civilians were nothing shorter than a barbaric act
Innocent lifes were fire bombed
children women and old men were all massacred the population was evacuated into under ground bunkers
anti air defences were set up all across the front lines and important regions but this has failed at what the italians wanted thousands now were signing up for the army to defend their lifes homes families and traditions against the italian menace
In arabia riots broke out against the arabian tribes allied with italy
Sherif hussen was attacked in mecca
And brutally killed only his son faisal fled into sinai local arab tribes shifted their loyalties after the ottoman empire promised their independence after the war if they fought against those who attacked their religion

kurdish revolt

The kurdish offensive has suprised the russian and ottoman armies but the front was restabilised a counter offensive started as russian forces attacked from the north and ottoman forces attacked from the south and center the kurdish army was stretched thin and overnumbered as central power armies advanced the army at kurk attacked kurdish lines aswell after days of artillery bombardment into kurdish lines the armies advanced
The demoralised kurdish troops have felt ashamed that their italian allies attacked the holy city of mecca and alot of the kurdish population was in uproar many have died and a holy cite has been bombed and the war wasnt going in their favour was this really worth it?
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Postby Valtrona » Sat Mar 02, 2019 9:00 am

< CORRIERE DELLA SERA >

[Ottoman Front]


The last Ottoman offensive was launched in Palestine. A final hail marry for a dying Empire. Yet, all their work was soon to be in vain, as the Italians had strategically retreated to a more defensive position next to the border. In the city of El Majdal, 350,000 Italians launched a major naval invasion of the city. The Ottoman garrisons were soon overrun, as aerial and coastal bombardments has prevented any real counterattacks from occurring. With this, the Italians got a renewed sense of morale, and launched a counterattack against the Ottoman offensive. A breakthrough occurred at the city of Kurnuo, where the Italians utilized the remainder of their Caesar-class Super Heavy tanks supported by the Cadorna-class tanks to breakthrough enemy lines. Ottoman Crawlers and Russian Iron Walls were rendered useless after a concentrated aerial assault strafed these mechanical beasts, followed up by anti-walker missiles and tank destroyers. The main Ottoman armies were encircled at Beersheba and Gaza, hundreds of thousands of Turks trapped behind Italian lines. As the Italian Offensive reached the Dead Sea, the Ottoman encirclement was forced to surrender. The Italians gave mercy to those who had surrendered, sending them to POW camps in Egypt and Libya for the duration of the war. The Russians fled like cowards once they saw the frontlines collapse. The did retake much of the land lost, however was very careful in trying to spread the frontlines out too thin. Aqaba and El Ghamur was retaken, and the renewed Italian Offensive continued strong towards the city of Hebron. In Yemen, the Offensive had continued along the Hejaz and Yemeni coastlines. The Ottomans put up little to no resistance in the region, as the Italians advanced down the southern coastline and taking the city of Sayhut. The cities of Tarim and Saywun also fell rather swiftly to the coalition forces. Meanwhile, the coalition forces advanced further into the Hejaz coast. Entente forces reached and occupied the cities of Jizan, Sa’Dah, and Najran with minute resistance from Ottoman forces. Italians, British, and Arab forces fought side-by-side against the Ottoman menace. While the bombing of Mecca had demoralized the Arab troops, reassurances were made by their Italian and British counterparts that it was the Ottoman Sultan’s fault, and that the Islamic holy city would be rebuilt in time.

[Air/Naval Front]

The naval blockade of the Ottomans remained uncontested, as the Regia Marina continued its bombardment of the Ottoman coastline. By now, 85% of all Ottoman ports not in the Black Sea have been deemed “unusable”, and are in need of serious repair to get back into operation. Black Hounds continued their relentless assault on Russo-Ottoman supply lines nearly uncontested. Meanwhile, the Regia Aeronautica had effectively nullified the majority of Ottoman air capabilities. Their Air fleet was severely damaged, and many of their landing zones and airstrips were virtually unusable. The Ottoman Empire has lost much of its capabilities to fight in the sea or air, and their land forces are all they have left to show for it. The fire bombing campaign had its desired effect, to cripple the Ottoman war effort. Yet, it also saw many people flocking towards the Ottoman armed forces. The Italian High Command adjusted its campaign, deciding to leave the cities of Mecca and Medina out of the bombing campaign. Majority Kurdish towns and cities would also be sparred. For the Arabs, Italy promised to give them the cities of Aleppo and Damascus in addition to their other territories, and Italy promised that all damages would be repaired in time. Leaflets were dropped all across the Empire, blaming the Sultan and his government for the attacks. If the Sultan would of unconditionally surrendered earlier, the campaign would never have been enacted in the first place. These open agreements undermined the progress that the Ottomans tried to achieve, yet many were still resentful of the firebombing campaigns.

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[Operation Columbus]

The Invasion has begun. The Regia Marina had full naval supremacy over the Aegean Sea, and had bombarded Ottoman coastal defenses for over a month prior. The Regia Aeronautica had launched a coordinated aerial bombardment of the Dardanelles and surrounding areas for weeks without end. With this, Italian forces had launched Phase 1 of the Operation. Italian marines had landed on the island of Imbros, conquering the entire island in just 9 hours. Rabbit Island fell swiftly afterwards, within a mere hour of fighting. Meanwhile, the Italian marines had launched a naval invasion of the Ottoman mainland. The Dardanelles were a prime target, as they held the key to accessing the Bosporus Straits and Constantinople itself. A total of 750,000 Italians were part of the initial campaign. The Italians had learned from their mistakes in the Mugla Campaign, and utilized this to their advantage. They launched 3 major naval landings in the straits. The first landing zone was in Sulva Bay, where the marines managed to seize the landing with fierce resistance from the Ottomans. After the Sulva Bay was secured, Italian forces advanced further inland, to try and capture more ground before Ottoman reinforcements could arrive. The second zone was in Cape Helles, where Italian marines fought tooth and nail to take the cape. They succeeded, and advanced to the city of Seddul Bahr, where they took the city after 5 hours of intense fighting. The third and final landing zone was in the city of Kim Kale, where it took the Italians 3 days to finally take the city and surrounding areas. The Ottoman armies were in full retreat, and the gateway to securing the straits were open.

As the sun sets over the grand city of Constantinople, once the capital of the most powerful empires of the olden era, 10 large and industrial figures appeared over the skyline. Immediately, Ottoman air raid sirens went off, and they prepared their defenses for these creature’s arrival. It was the Italian Dragons. The Dragons had gone silent and the answer was clear, they fell back to double their numbers and rearm. Ottoman anti-air attempted to force the Dragons to fall back, yet the technologically inferior Ottoman guns barely damaged the monstrous beasts. The Dragons unleashed a hellish fire upon the cities inhabitants. Street corners burned, as Ottoman soldiers tried to fend off the beasts from their city. Dragons stranded the city’s surface, burning entire blocks and killing thousands. Ottoman reinforcements entered the city 3 hours after the first attacks commenced. However, they were stopped once the Dragons blew up the bridges connecting Constantinople to other areas of the Bosporus, resulting in thousands of soldiers dying. The Dragons were called off, but not before finishing off any remaining Ottoman garrisons. In the end, the city of Constantinople was rendered to a smoldering pill of ash and fire within 7 hours. Around 67% of the entire city was either destroyed, severely damaged, or still on fire. The only building left nearly untouched was the Hagia Sofia, even though all four minarets were destroyed. Ottoman defenses were completely annihilated within the first 2 hours of combat, and all Ottoman soldiers in the city were killed off. The Dragons has released a ton of fire and chemical weapons at the inhabitants, killing nearly 300,000 people after the attack had ended. In one night, the elegant city of Constantinople was brought to its knees by the Italian Empire. Hopefully, this would teach the Ottoman Sultan a lesson to never mess with the Italians.

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{ NIS OPERATIONS }

The Kurds were near a breaking point, as the Ottomans and Russians had launched a desperate counterattack against the Kurds. They tried to use the bombing of Mecca to justify their rule, and demoralized Kurdish forces. In reality, many Kurds didn’t see this as a religious war, but a war of their very existence. Even though many people rioted and deserted, renewed Italian support and promises of leaving Mecca alone would help mend the strain in Italo-Kurdish relations. The Italians gave the Kurds a new type of tank, the Dimdim-class Land Destroyer. This large tank-like destroyer was build entirely in Italy, and supported by smaller Kurdish tank divisions. Only 2 of these would be given to the Kurds to support their rebellion. Their Italian counterpart, the Apennine-class Land Destroyer, was made to support the Italian Invasion of the Ottoman Empire. Around 5 of these Land ships in total were constructed by the Italians, and more were on the production line. Anti-tank missiles and smaller tank models were also sent in support to the Kurds. Now, the Italians had sent an Expeditionary force of 75,000 Italian Marauders in support of the Kurds. With rejuvenated Italian support and reassurances on past agreements, the Kurds began launching a new counteroffensive agains the Russo-Ottoman forces. In Arbil, the Kurdish forces launched a 3-pronged assault into Ottoman lines attempting to besiege the city. They forced the Ottoman forces behind the Great Zab, and forced demoralized Russian forces to rout. Iron Walls and Crawlers were rendered useless, as the Dimdim-class Land Destroyers crushed through Ottoman lines. A general attack across all front saw mediocre levels of success, however the attack on Kirkuk and Khanaqin was very successful. With a combined Italo-Kurdish offensive, supported by one of the Dimdim-class Land Destroyers and aerial bombardment of Ottoman positions, the city of Kirkuk was liberated. Khanaqin fell soon afterwards, supported by Kurdish guerrilla forces. Even though the bombing of Mecca had demoralized Kurdish forces at first, many still believed that independence was a necessity. And that any cost of life would be better than living under Ottoman rule any longer.

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Meanwhile, a secret agreement was held in the Slovakian city of Nitra. Delegates from Germany, Russia, and Italy had met to discuss a potential ceasefire. After 9 days of fierce negotiations, all parties came together and drafted a treaty which will hopefully bring and end to Italian involvement in Europe. The Ottomans would be left to face the might of Italy alone, but it was something that the Central Powers could not refuse so soon.
Nitra Conference

Article 1:
- Germany and Russia will cease all hostilities with Italy; the three nations will have a 20-year truce with one another
Article 2:
- Germany and Russia will end all aid and trade agreements with the Ottoman Empire, and will formally kick them out of the Central Powers
- All German and Russian forces will be evacuated from Ottoman territories
- Both Germany and Russia will formally recognize the Italian Empire and respect their sphere of influence
Article 3:
- Italy will grant Germany $2 billion and Russia in reparations as compensation for war damages once the war is over
- Italy will allow for Germany to annex the Kingdom of Austria in the foreseeable future; Slovenia will gain independence from Austria
- Italy will support Germany’s claim to the Sudetenland region of Czechia
Article 4:
- Italy will grant Russia $1 billion in reparations as compensation for war damages once the war is over
- Italy will end all support to the Bolshevik Revolution, and will cease all rebellious operations in Russia for the remainder of the war

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Postby Deutschess Kaiserreich » Sun Mar 03, 2019 7:04 am

London


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London, that great cesspool into which all the loungers and idlers of the British Empire were irresistibly drained. The day was as bleak as it always was. Rain refused to fall and therefore the clouds hung about in the sky dampening the once great city. London! The center of the British Empire. An Empire that the sun never set on. An Empire that was guarded by the great fleets that sailed seas protecting her people and commerce. But the sun was now beginning to set on the Empire. The aftermath of Jutland had left Britain's people stunned. Germany had driven their fleet off the field and had almost a million Russian defectors to their side. Their great Victoria class Battleship was now nothing but a rotting steel carcass at the bottom of Jutland. Their many grand capital ships saw their demise at Jutland. Their Air fleets destroyed and the sea fleets stunned. For the first time in a very long time, it seemed that the mainland was once more under threat from direct invasion.

Scotland

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The sound of waves crashing against the rocks was defeaning. The rubber dingy rocked dangerously in the sea. Nobody knew where the shore was, accept it was very close. They couldn't switch on their flashlights lest the coastal patrols spot them. Suddenly a light appeared only a few dozen meters away from the boat. The began to walk along the shoreline unaware that twenty guns were aimed at him. He stared into the pitch black darkness and saw nothing. A freezing wind suddenly swept the shoreline forcing the guard to leave the beach and walk over a nearby hill. Lucky for him as the sighs of relief from the German boats was loud enough to be heard over the roaring wind.

The watertight boots of the soldiers smashed into the sand and their hands dragged the rubber dinghy's into the bushes. They traveled silently over the rolling hills of England until they could see the distant lights of a town. The captain looked at the shops littering the streets through his binoculars.

"Dammit. Where is our contact?" The captain muttered as he searched the streets of the town.

"Perhaps he got caught?" One of the soldiers asked.

"Impossible! The area would be crawling with Tommy's finest men if that's the case."

"I think I see him." The soldier pointed to a dark house on the outskirts of the town. The faint glow of a cigarette could be seen through the Captain binoculars.

"Alright, Günter's squad is to move with mine. Markus' is to move with the cargo when we clear the area. Understood." The clear nods from the Corporal's was good enough. The two squads, each numbering about fourteen grabbed their rifles and began to crawl towards the house.

The Captain could now see the darkened figure of the contact. Then suddenly a branch cracked. He looked behind him to see only a few meters away a British Soldier holding a lantern. He held his breath and the soldier began to walk over to him. He prayed that his camouflage and the tall grass could hide him. The soldier came closer and closer, his every step making a noise. The Captain closed his eyes awaiting a swift death but all he felt was boot impacting the ground next to him. The British soldier just kept moving on. The contact noticed the soldier and did a little salute. The soldier nodded in acknowledgment. The captain suddenly started gasping as the patrolmen walked away, he had no idea he was holding his breath. The contact noticed the gasping and said in a clear British accent, "Hurry up! Inside... You brought the cargo?"

The entire squad stood leaping over a stone wall and into the house. The captain switched on his flashlight and pointed it out the window onto the waiting squad. He saw as they began to run over the tall grass. Two men were carrying a large wooden crate between them. The door began to knock rapidly a minute later and Markus' was the first one in with a loud sigh. The crate followed soon pilling in the corner of the living room.

"Careful with your boots! That's pure English wool." The contact said pointing to a fine white rug next to a dying fireplace.

"Trust me. The last thing you need to be concerned with is keeping your Tommy wool white. You've been collaborating. That's fun.

"Oh, it's fun alright. What took you so long?" The contact said as he lit another cigarette. He offered one the captain but the captain waved his hand to decline it.

"Those things will kill you."

"Hopefully before the British home guard finds me. But really, what took you so long? The guard that nearly trampled you came earlier and told me there was a curfew and I had to pay him off."

"Unlike the British, the Imperial Gaurd never takes bribes." The captain said proudly as he watched his men begin to unload the cargo.

"Yeah, just like a tortoise is smarter than me."

"That is debatable." The two men slightly snickered as another patrol passed by only a few meters away. The captain felt a tap on his shoulder and looked back to see Günter's pointing to the unloading cargo. It was a large stack of bills with King George's face on them. It looked like it was worth billions. The Soldiers began to move the pile onto the table and the Captain saw out the corner of his eye one his soldiers pocketing the cash. He laughed and said, "Keep it. It's worthless.". The soldier looked confused but the captain cleared his confusion, "It's counterfeit. But if such piles of cash were unleashed. Let's say in London... there will be hyperinflation and just plain chaos.". The Captain looked at the contact.

The contact nodded knowing what to do. The Captain looked around to see his men working hard... and not looking at the pair. He reached into his raincoat and took out a letter. He placed and slid it over the table. The contact pocketed the letter. The Captain leaned in and whispered into the contacts ear, "Inside this letter is the exact recipe to make British pound. Also, soak it in lemon juice and put it in the oven. Further orders will appear. Once done destroy the letter."

The contact nodded in understanding. The two sat uncomfortability right next to each other as the Captains men finished loading the cash into a truck outside but as the final box was about to be loaded it slipped from Markus' hand and landed on his boot. He swore loudly. It should have been fine for Markus' had a generic accent that could be easily heard as British if not that the swear words were in German. The Captain stood up rapidly and pulled Markus' into the house. He whispered, "Hide!". The dozens of soldiers extinguished their flashlights and hid in the darkness.

There was a knock at the door. The contact opened the door to see two British Home Gaurd outside aiming their guns at him. He said as calm as possible, "Coor Blimey! Why you aiming those peashooters at me.". The guards let out a sigh and lowered their guns.

"Sorry, thought there were bloody krauts here."

"Sorry? You gave me a bloody heart attack!"

"I said we're sorry. Listen we would love it if you wouldn't tell command."

"I will if you people just leave me alone!" With that, the guards walked away into the night. The contact switched the lamp back on the see dozens of rifles aimed at the door. He rolled his eyes, "You people and your guns. When it could all be solved with some words."

"Better to be safe than sorry."
The captain said lowering his pistol.

"You need to go now... that was too close." The squad began to pack up. As they begun to sneak back into the night the Contact stopped the Captain and asked, "This is not enough to crash the economy. You know that?"

"You think you are the only one?"
With that, the captain joined his men and disappeared into the night.
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Postby RETALIA » Sun Mar 03, 2019 11:11 am

< The United States of America >

[Homefront]
“The American people had hoped to remain neutral in the War that has engulfed the European Continent. Yet, the war could not escape the people, as a German U-Boat had sunk the RMS Lusitania a few months back, killing thousands of American and British civilians in the process. The Germans response? They stated that they didn’t do it, and it couldn’t have been them. Even when photographic evidence was provided. I came before Congress, urging a declaration of war as revenge for the loss of American civilians even when they had nothing to do with the War in Europe. Congress promptly agreed, and signed a bill that officially brought the United States of America into the Great War. We hope that the people would forgive us, as this action was a necessity for the further protection of the people of America.”

President Wilson finished his speech, as a response to a journalist asking why he broke his promise to keep the United States out of the War. President Wilson had begun his campaign bid for re-election last year, but was facing fierce resistance from the rejuvenated Republican Party. The Republicans had nominated Charles Evans Hughes, Associate Justice of the Supreme Court, as the Republican Party’s Candidate for the 1916 Presidential Election. The Republican Party hoped to rebound after their embarrassing loss in the 1912 Presidential Election. With President Wilson’s popularity declining rapidly, and Hughes fairly moderate views, the Republicans hoped to retake the White House as the Democrats try and explain the justification for the War. The Republicans wouldn’t be against the war per say, they planned on attacking President Wilson’s actions taken before and during the War. It would be very tough for President Wilson to convince the American people that the war was a necessity, as well as the further loss of life in foreign lands.
Meanwhile, the United States industry began rapidly producing new weapons of war. Within months, over 54,000 airplanes and 5,100 airships were constructed, with 10 newer Woodrow Wilson-class Battleships being constructed and ready for combat. In addition, 30 destroyers, 27 cruisers, 20 Battleships, and 5 prototype aircraft carriers had been newly constructed for the war effort. As the army was a necessity for any war, 3 million Americans were drafted, trained, and sent to the various fronts, with an additional 4 million men soon to be drafted into service. Hundreds of transport ships were salvage, being escorted by the newly outfitted United States Navy, and were used to transport millions of fresh recruits to the frontlines in Europe. The American War Machine was slowly grinding their gears, and will soon release their unrelenting force upon the remaining Central Powers.
[European Theater]
The United States Expeditionary Forces reached the shores of France in support of the French war effort against the Germans. They were under the joint command of Franco-American officers, and would be immediately sent to the Franco-German border. American planes were also sent to France, and using French landing areas, would begin launching targeted aerial operations against the Germans. A small contingent of American forces were sent to the British Isles, to aid against the threat of a German Invasion. They landed in Plymouth and Dublin, numbering around 600,000 men in total.

[Pacific Theater]
The United States remained quiet for a reason, for they were gearing up for a naval operation never before seen. A planned campaign to systematically invade and conquer all of the German Pacific Colonies. The Entente had completely outnumbered the German Pacific Fleet, and they wouldn’t dare mess with the United States Navy for fear of complete annihilation. The American Marines seized the islands of Palau, German Samoa, and much of the Northern Marinas and Western Marshal Islands, and would began focusing on the rest of the German Pacific soon enough. Meanwhile, the Russian Pacific Fleet is almost non-existent, as most of the Fleet was either scuttled during the first uprisings in Russia, or was sent to aid in the war in Europe. Regardless, the Untied States figured it was necessary to take the fighting to the Russian mainland. While the Russians were focused on the Bolshevik Uprising and the war with Mongolia, they’ve neglected much of their Siberian defenses. 350,000 American Marines launched a naval invasion of the port of Vladivostok. After two days of fierce fighting, they managed to take the port, forcing the Russians to fall back. Now, the Entente had a solid foothold in Russia, to force the Russian to potentially sue for peace and end the war.

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Postby Zexania » Sun Mar 03, 2019 11:45 am

diplomacy

The Russian Republic was officially proclaimed, as a provisional government would take charge until the Bolsheviks were defeated. Soon, democratic elections were to be held, and the people’s needs satisfied. They just had to end this brutal Bolshevik Revolution first. Meanwhile, the Russian delegation met the Italians in the Nitra Conference and agreed to sign the treaty. Russia was now officially at peace with Italy. Russian forces evacuated from Ottoman territories and were heading to Mongolia and the new Bolshevik Uprising in Central Asia.

mongolia

Soon, 3 million men would arrive to aid in the front against the Mongol Hordes. The Russian High Command had underestimated the Mongolian forces and they had payed dearly for that. For now, the Russian forces at the front began to fortified their positions untill reinforcements would arrive.


Bolshevik Revolution

The Russian High Command issued another offensive aimed at the Bolshevik East. Moscow-class tank destroyers in addition to new and more advanced artillery units started to arrive. The Iron Walls were fading out, and were to be replaced by the new weapons. Artillery bombardment targeted Bolshevik positions and forces. The infantry was advancing, supported by the artillery, and began targeting the Marx-class Tanks. The Moscow-class was also present in the fighting and supported the infantry by providing armoured support. Iron Walls were used to harass enemy lines and would soon be outfitted with newer guns and more machine guns, turning them into a nightmare for infantry. The offensive continued, as the White Army pushed deeper and deeper into Bolshevik territory, retaking much of the recent gains made by the Bolsheviks. Iron Walls were primarily used to attack supply lines and gas attacks were used to prevent the enemy from resting, yet updated gas masks and the invention of a counter-agent would negate much of this advantage. Still, gas attacks did have their desired effect, of harassing the Bolshevik soldiers even when they are sleeping. The infantry eventually forced the Bolsheviks to retreat to new defensive lines, which halted the White Army’s advance temporarily.

New Weapons

In Moscow, the first Russian airship was being constructed. It was called the Brusilov-class Aerodreadnought, being named after the great Russian General Alexander Brusilov.

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Postby Valtrona » Sun Mar 03, 2019 6:04 pm

< Second Vatican Council >

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After months and months of meetings, debates, and all out fist fights at times, the doors had finally opened. The assembled members had all come to a consensus, making may reforms that would of otherwise been inconceivable. Pope Julius and the Progressives were most pleased, while the Conservatives weren’t too happy with the results. Yet many conservative Bishops and Archbishops were wary of the growing NIS presence in the Vatican, so they didn’t openly object. Still, the Council paved the way for many new reforms to be made. Many of these changes were divisive, as many Catholics would see this as too radical for the times. Yet, they’ll have to learn to deal with the new changes, as they were the first step for the Church to enter the modern era. The reforms made were plentiful and progressive, but these were a small list of the major concessions:

(1) The Pope is not entirely infallible, and the Pope may be prone to mistakes or mishaps, as history has clearly shown us, since he is merely god’s representative.
(2) Church services shall be in the language that the majority of church goers speak, but services may be offered in Latin if the people wish.
(3) Iconoclasm, in this circumstance defined as the destruction of icons and other images or monuments for religious reasons, is declared immoral and unnecessary to religious practices of the Roman Catholic Church.
(4) Indulgences of any kind, such as plenary or otherwise, shall be outlawed; as past Indulgences have lead to bad people potentially getting out of purgatory and potentially reaching the gates of heaven. In addition, those who donate to the Roman Catholic Church are not to expect to be given any sort of advantage in the spiritual world, and no member of the Church is allowed to give this to anyone for any reason.
(5) No man or woman shall be forced to put faith into the teachings of the Roman Catholic Church, and shall have the free will to chose which path he or she may follow.
(6) The Roman Catholic Church would begin the subtle disuse of ornate clerical regalia, being defined as the rights, prerogatives, and privileges enjoyed exclusively by any sovereign.

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Postby 1000 Stars » Tue Mar 05, 2019 6:00 pm

Franco's Office
At 2 am earlier this morning...
Franco came out of his office with the final draft of his 'Manifesto'
He looked sickly
His eyes hollow
A glazed look covers his face
His body is thinner
As he has not eaten
His hairline is still
Well....

But the good thing is
FRANCO'S BACK!!!!
Yay

Spanish Parliament
The sickly Franco hobbled into the parliment with cane in hand and the entire army with him
They stormed the capital and Franco made his demands

This new 'Fascist' Idealogy would help make spain great again
And that he would do so with or without them

The whole of parliament 'Gladly' Accepted the offer

The Communist Uprising
As news reached the country that Franco had installed absolute power for himself
The Communists took up arms and declared an 'Independent Union' of Spanish Workers

Demonstrations in Barcelona Madrid and Valencia have been contained by the National Guard but more uprisings are coming

A Spark has been made
Now we only see if it will create a better Spain...
Or burn it to the ground...

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Postby Barapam » Wed Mar 06, 2019 7:35 am

Diplomacy

With the Italian peace offer out in the open, Sweden felt that it had the mandate to do the same. Peace was necessary, as the soldiers bound up against foreign powers were unable to fight the much more urgent threat of red rebels and other separatist movements. A seperate peace was necessary, as there wasn't enough time to wait for one between the whole Entente and all the Central Powers. Italy had proven that it was an acceptable behaviour, and the UK had earlier accepted a neutral Sweden, and would likely do it now as well, especially since the North was a secondary front in the eyes of the more powerful empires.

The suggested terms for a treaty with the Central Powers were the following:

1. Any and all hostilities will immediately cease.

2. Both sides shall recognize the independence of the republic of Finland.

3. Both sides shall recognize the Russian republic as the legal Russian government.

4. Sweden shall keep Åland and the Danish islands, including the control of Danish oil fields, as previously agreed in treaties with Denmark and Russia, respectively.

5. Neither side shall pay war reparations. Trade shall resume, and any remaining POW:s be exchanged.

The terms were sent to Berlin, Petrograd, and Constantinople. For old time's sake, copies were also sent to Madrid, Bucharest, and Vienna.

The new government

The idea to make moderate rebels lay down their arms, or even join or at least make common cause with the government, by giving the post of prime minister to a social democrat, had in a way succeded. Not a few former rebels laid down their arms, were given amnesty, and went home, while others offered their services to the government forces, who had great use of their experience (those who refused and were taken as prisoners were put in camps similar to those used by the British in the Boer War). However, this also meant that the leftist opposition became more aggressive, not only in fighting, but also in attitude, as they came to view the moderates as traitors (at the same time, they were seen as exactly that by the Branting suporters too!). Swedish socialism had been severly split, a thing wich pleased many in conservative circles.

Others saw it differently. With a socialist as the new head of government, white Freikorps sprung up, and other political parties were suspicious, but Hjalmar Branting was a clever man. He formed a national unity government, with all parties, except the communists, represented in parliament as members, and stole the communist rhetoric and welcomed the Freikorps as members of a "United Front", or even a "Popular Front", together in the fight against communism.

Regarding foreign politics, if it even could be called that, the kingdom of Sweden was the first nation to recognize the republic of Finland, which had just been declared, with Field Marshal Mannerheim as acting president until proper elections could be held.

High Command

Admiral Dahlén was still in the hands of Captain Sparv and his pirates, but generals Mild, Hård, Krieg, and Dufva remained. Dufva was in Finland meeting with Mannerheim, and Krieg was in Norway for talks with the Norwegian king. This left generals Mild and Hård, two polar opposites. Hård was a stern conservative, Mild was progressive, but they managed to work together nonetheless. For now. The High Command functioned as a joint head of state, but beneath the surface, the power struggle had already begun to brew. The role of regent to the young crown prince was still unfilled, and the man who could get his hands on it would become the most powerful man in Sweden, and form the future of the country. Something they all desired.

Civil War

Iron Walls (taken in the war against Russia), steam-tanks and walkers came to reinforce the white armies, as did the Red Baronness, despite her nickname, and her flying circus. The red army was pushed back, but not defeated, far from it. Government forces advanced slowly in the south and the rebels dug themselves in, but it was harder in Stockholm. City warfare. The frontline wasn't a singular line, but was in a mish-mash trough the streets, and houses. Sometimes a thin wall was the only thing separating the two armies, or a floor, or a ceiling. It was as far from the dreams of gloriously riding against your opponent in the open field as you could get. It was hell.

The navy was weakened by the mutinies, and the splinter groups who had turned to piracy was offered pardon, if they rejoined. Otherwise they would face capital punishment - provided they could get caught, of course. Jacob Sparv had refused to reply, but maybe he wasn't against it as much as he tried to make it seem. Pirates are after all an untrustworthy bunch, and he had reason they were already planning a mutiny against him...
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Postby Regnum Trinitatem » Thu Mar 07, 2019 12:53 am

The Defense of Mongolia
Mongolia had survived. At least for now. Where Russian trenches were once filled elbow to elbow with men and encampments roared with the light of campfires, Mongolian cavalry now rode past graveyards. Bloodied sheets covering up rows upon rows of Russia's defenders for miles upon miles. The casualties had ended much worse for the Russians who did not expect the force of the Mongolians truly possessed at this point in the war. Though that's not to say all is well in Mongolian lines. The transition from a primary cavalry of motorcycles to then reinstating the mounted cavalry as a proper force took many riders by surprise. Losses were high in the mounted cavalry, recruits from the newly acquired provinces were en route northwards to fill their places.

Reports on the treaty had come in, Russia had cut ties with it's allies in the Central Powers and it had declared a truce with the Entente. Every nation in it, except for Mongolia. The invasion was not yet over and yet again, Mongolia would face the tide. The Mongolians pushed entirely past the original Russian front line. Massive surges of cavalry and aerial bombardment removing any sort of minor defense in their path. Time would be short to set up a proper defensive line to face the Russians. But the Russians were leaving little room for opportunity with their horde of soldiers.

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The Northwestern Line
Aircraft prowls heavily on the Northwest line. The Russians had pushed too far on the Northwest front before, a mistake that would not be made again. Fighter squadrons routinely patrol the western mountain ranges with many scattered mounted cavalry brigades. Considering the terrain, passing it with Russia's usual heavy machinery is going to be an impossible task, but the Great Khan's generals had chosen to be safe. Squadrons of scouts patrolled the mountain ranges with scoped rifles, keeping a look out towards the borders whenever possible.

While on the Eastern half of the line where the terrain had smoothed somewhat, machine gun nests were dug into the hills, artillery moved into their positions, a couple gunboats were dispersed into Uvs lake, the main roadways were shut down completely with Mongolian encampments built directly on top of them. No Russian tanks or infantry would pass the Northwestern lines on the roadways without a formidable fight. The major Mongolian fort on the roadway near Turgen would make sure of that. But even if that failed, a backup defense was set up further down the road.

At this point, without intervention nearly every southern settlement on Lake Baikal had been annihilated by the battleship prowling the waters. With it's purpose fulfilled, four airships were dispatched at night to get to a rendezvous point and lift the ship from the water. Returning it to Mongolian skies. Workers, with the help of some sticks of dynamite had carved a crater in the earth outside of Ulaangom, reinforced it with steel railroad tracks and poured concrete into it. The airships ferried the battleship from Baikal to this crater just an hour after concrete had been poured, setting it down into the crater where it would spend the rest of it's days, no longer seaworthy, instead as a fortress on land, forever dry docked. Whether it would face it's end in battle or in decay would depend upon what the Russians did.

The Northern Line
The center of the defensive line against the oncoming Russians. The defensive forces set up their FOB's in the mountains on the border. Nearly all of the Northern Line defenders were Motorized Cavalry units that navigated the rugged, steep terrain with ease. Machine guns were a common sight among riders in the Motorized Cavalry, making small units of Russian soldiers caught in the mountains extremely easy targets to pick off. And with aircraft patrolling the flattest parts between the mountains, major incursions on the western Northern Line was nigh impossible, particularly so in the Khoridol Sardiag mountains.

Though maybe less so on the far eastern half of the line. The mountains were unfortunately shallower on this end, making the mountains patrols of the Motor Cavalry less effective than simple trench lines. Trenches were dug across valleys and artillery cannons mounted onto the back of mountains, ready to bombard any force that approached. Though, garrisons of thousands of Motorized Cavalry accompanied by scores of Daichin tanks sat just a few miles behind the trench lines, awaiting for word of an attempted breakthrough before they would show themselves to assist in attempted breakthroughs.

The Northeastern Line
The Northeastern portion of Mongolia was composed of land almost entirely flat. This line was the most controversial among commanders, as if the Russians were smart, they would send scores of their armor in through the miles of flat terrain. This would be attempted to be remedied by sending artillery squads to set up across the plains. Portions of the Aerial Fleet were devoted to serving as hangars high in the sky for the planes being sent to scout and eliminate targets that approached on the Northeast line. Trenches were being dug en masse across the Northeast line while the artillery and aircraft would attempt to hold back an oncoming force as long as possible.

Considerable amounts of Motorized Cavalry awaited with those by the trenches, the military command of the Steel Horde paranoid that a breakthrough was most likely to occur of the Eastern line.

Bolshevik Territory
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A whole quarter of the Mongol Aerial fleet touched down in Bolshevik airfields. Their pilots often seen sitting and chatting with the Soviet soldiers. With a brief, highly classified transmission between Bogd Khan and Leon Trotsky himself, the Bolsheviks had found themselves an ally in the war against Imperial Russia. In only days funding would be accessible to the Bolsheviks to gear their men better and fund a proper counter-attack against the Whites. Until then, the Mongolian Aerial Cavalry was seen bombing and gassing Russian encampments with the scouting assistance of the Bolsheviks local knowledge.

If nothing else, they were at least slowing the Russian army if not putting them to a halt completely in some areas.
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Postby The Bananic » Thu Mar 07, 2019 6:19 pm

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Mongolia

<Russian Revolution>
The Bolsheviks could once again see the light of victory once again. With the support of the Italians replaced with a closer ally, Mongolia, Trotsky's forces could once again begin to push the Russians. Covertly, a portion of the Eastern Forces, under the command of Joseph Stalin, sneaked into the Xinjiang province which was under the control of Mongolia. The purpose of this trip was only known to Stalin

It was morning, the Bolshevik troops were preparing for a push against the White army in the Eastern Front. For what reason they were pushing today they did not know. When they were in position the order was put out, "push". The Eastern Bolshevik army began to attack the Russians across no man's land.

At the same time, Joseph received the order by messenger, "flank them". Joseph ordered the full mobilization of the troops under his command in Xinjiang. They caught the Russians by surprise and pushed them back. For the next couple of days, the Bolsheviks pushed the White army up the Ertis river. They took the cities of Oskemen and Ayagoz.
This was only the beginning. The alliance between Mongolia and the Bolsheviks was now out in the open.

A group of Russian Troops was dispatched to Mongolia. This was under unspecified orders. They numbered in the tens of thousands. The purpose of the trip to Mongolia is unspecified to avoid information leaking from any captured.

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Postby Valtrona » Thu Mar 07, 2019 6:53 pm

< CORRIERE DELLA SERA >

[Diplomacy/Homefront]


The Russians had taken the wise route and agreed to the Nitra Conference, withdrawing all support to the Ottoman Empire. The Germans had also signed the Nitra Conference, and planned to withdraw from the Ottoman Empire soon enough. The Ottomans would soon be left to contend with the Italians all alone. Meanwhile, Parliament was discontinued by decree from Emperor Emmanuel I, and Prime Minister Ivanoe Bonomi was given a comfortable retirement in a hope in the Italian Alps. Parliament was deemed too weak and ineffective to run the Italian people for the time being. In its place, the Imperial Council was established. The Imperial Council was made up of the various ministries of Italy established by the King previously. The Ministry of Intelligence is now headed by the NIS and is in charge of all espionage and intelligence informations. The Ministry of Defense is lead by the Italian Military Convention and is in charge of all military and defensive affairs. The Ministry of Commerce and Finance is headed by the Italian Treasury and is in charge of all internal and external trade and commerce. The Ministry of Internal Affairs was headed by the Minister of Internal Affairs and is in charge of all Affairs in relation with the people of Italy and local governments. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs is lead by the Foreign Minister and is in charge of all embassies, ambassadors, and all relations with foreign nations. Finally the Ministry of Education and Culture, who is leafy by the Ministry of Peoples Knowledge and is in charge of the education of the Italian youth and the preservation of artifacts and Italian history. With Parliament disbanded, many people in Italy grew discontent with the every growing centralized power of the Empire. The NIS couldn’t suppress all of the strikers, as thousands took to the streets. Socialist movements had a sizable presence in Italy, in addition to early fascist movements spurred up by the young Benito Mussolini. For the time being, they had remained relatively peaceful. Yet, they were enough of a threat to the government for the Emperor to send the NIS to try and end any underground movements. Not to mention, ethnic French, Croatian, German, Slovenian, and various other ethnic groups inhabiting the new Italian Empire. The government began enacting a policy of Italianization, where the native cultures and languages would be peacefully Italianized by support from the government. As of yet, these policies haven’t been as effective. Still, not a lot of time has passed, and it’ll take years before any real results could be seen. For the time being, the Italian Homefront was at peace.

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Italian propaganda poster showing the world caters to Italy’s needs.

[Ottoman Front]

The Ottomans had sent a sudden telegram to Rome, announcing their unconditional surrender. A treaty was already predawn for this very moment. Ottoman delegates and Italian diplomats and Generals met in Alexandria to finalize and sign the new treaty to end the war in the Middle East. Italian involvement in the Great War had officially ended.

< Treaty of Alexandria >

[Article 1]
Section (1)
- The Ottoman Empire will cede the hole of Palestine, parts of Lebanon, parts of Jordan, and the Golan Heights, to the Italian Empire.
- The Ottoman Empire will cede the provinces of Edirne, Kirklareli, and Tekirdag to the Ottoman Empire.
Section (2)
- British Arabia will be redraw in accordance with the demands of the Arab nationalists and rebels.
- British Arabia will consist of Kuwait (including Basra province), Qatar, Bahrain, Dubai (Musandam Peninsula and the Untied Arab Emirates, and Yemen.

[Article 2]
Section (1)
- The Ottoman Empire will give independence to the United Republic of Arabia; all Arab states must submit to the authority of the Untied Arab government.
- The British government will oversee the Arabian elections to maintain fairness for all parties.
- Britain will cede the remainder of British Arabia not designated to them to the new Arab Republic.
Section (2)
- The Ottoman Empire will give independence to the Kingdom of Kurdistan; lead by Sheikh Mahmoud Barzanji from the city of Mosul.
- Kurdistan will consist of much of the lands with a Kurdish majority within the Ottoman Empire (for specifics, see the Italian delegation).
Section (3)
- The Ottoman Empire will give independence to the Union of the Caucasus; consisting of Georgia, Armenia, Azerbaijan, Ardahan, Kars, and Igdir.
- The Union of the Caucasus will cede Naxcivan and territories south of the Kur River to Persia.
Section (4)
- The Ottoman Empire will give independence to the Straits Republic; consisting of the provinces of Constantinople and Canakkale.

[Article 3]
Section (1)
- The Ottoman Empire will limit its military to a maximum of 500,000 soldiers and 800,000 reserve troops; conscription is prohibited.
- The Ottoman Empire will be allowed to deal in the arms trade; however limits are to be imposed on the type and quantity of weapons. Additionally, they are prohibited from the manufacture or stockpile of chemical weapons, mechs, airships, and all weapons of mass destruction.
- The Ottoman Navy are allowed 5 pre-dreadnought battleships and is limited to a maximum of 4 light cruisers, 12 destroyers, and 10 torpedo boats; the manpower of the navy is not to exceed 16,000 men, including manning for the fleet, coast defenses, signal stations, administration, other land services, officers and men of all grades and corps. The number of officers and warrant officers are not to exceed 1,400 men.

Section (2)
- The Ottoman Empire will cease all hostilities with the Entente and all rebel groups operating in conjunction with the Entente
- The Ottoman Empire will withdraw all claims and cores on any of the territories given away during the peace treaty.
- The Ottoman Empire will have a 10-year truce with all nations who have signed the treaty.
- The Treaty’s provisions and terms will apply to the Ottoman Empire and all future successor states.



[Air/Naval Front]

Italy would soon be at peace with the remainder of the Central Powers. The Regia Marina began its return to Italian waters to refuel and rest. The Regia Aeronautica also began its return to Italian airspace. New airships and warships ran off the production line just as the war had deescalated. Regardless, the Italian Military was to return to Italy to consolidate all of Italy’s holdings over the past 2 years. The Italian Armed Forces has grown to heights no one could of dreamed of, and so quickly to.

Regia Marina Size:
275 - Black Hounds (submarines)
294 - Torpedo boats
185 - Destroyers
90 - Light cruisers
65 - Heavy cruisers
34 - Battleships
12 - Dreadnoughts
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Regia Aeronautica:
26,000 fighters
14,000 interceptors
14,000 bombers
4,000 reconnaissance fighters
2,000 combat airships
600 aerodreadnoughts


{ NIS OPERATIONS }

The NIS withdrew all support to the Bolshevik movement, they were now on their own. Yet, the NIS still have one last thing to accomplish before they left for good. A more secret provision of the Nitra Conference would have the NIS do a secret job for the Russian Government. Trotsky was sitting alone in his study in the city of Tashkent. He had returned to Tashkent after his most recent failure against the Whites in their latest offensive. Suddenly, he had heard 3 knocks on the door.
“Who is it?!” Trotsky shouted.
No one answered. Although, it was strange that none of his guards had responded. He walked up to the door and answered. Suddenly, 3 NIS operatives appeared in the doorway.
“You’ve outlived your usefulness Communist swine, Save me a seat in hell.” One of the figures said.
The man then beat him with with an ice pick until Trotsky’s mangled corpse was strewn across the ground. The 3 men fled the scene, as over a hundred Bolsheviks chased after them. They fled to the Afghan border, and then into the safely of the Persian Republic. The Bolshevik movement would be in chaos due to the lack of leadership within the party.

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Postby Zexania » Fri Mar 08, 2019 5:11 am

bolshevik revolution
Reinforcements have arrived and the moscow class destroyers were now coming in large numbers,the last bolshevik offensive opened the way for a counter attack
The white army has attacked the bolshevik newly conquerwd provinces their aim was to cut them off their mainland,at the same time the white armies in the west pushed against the reds moscow class tanks were fully in in that front and were superiour than the marx class white armies advanced in the eastern front with numbers and superiour tanks fierce fighting started but the bolsheviks were quickly over whelmed and the white army advanced further more
the first alexi bombers were being deployed currently 500 bombers started bombing the bolshevik factories and rails and roads at the same time russia started sending its own agents to infiltrate the bolshevik lines officers and high ranking memebers were being targeted this created even more chaos after trotsky was dead
In the west the russian armies advanced
And pushed into the persian border unlike in the east the terrain wasnt really hard to pass through

mongolia
The mongolian cavarly has been a thorn in the way of the russian offensive but now moscow class tanks were arriving in numbers the mongolians had no weapn capable of pemetrating their armour except the artillery
The russian armies attack the mongolian lines
Mongolian gas attacks were neutralised by gas masks the russian army has learned from previous mistakes and started using the central power gas which the mongolians were unprepared for as they lacked the special gas masks previously developed as a counter by the entante the results were brutal the new gas attacks combined with overwhelmig artillery barrages and tanks and overwhelming numbers eventually pushed the mongolian lines in eastern mongolia he whites advanced supported and backed up by hundreds of iron walls and dozens of tanks the mongolian airforce was being countered by imporved anti air guns which was slowly dotting the russian lines at the same time russian divisions attacked at the western flank of the northeastern defensive line the troops advanced and captured the cities of choybesan and berh
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Postby The Bananic » Fri Mar 08, 2019 7:23 pm

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Ertis River

Diplomacy
The entire army was in disarray, Trotsky had been assassinated by people of unknown origin. The murder weapon, an Ice pick, such an ironic way to die. The disarray that had come from the assassination had allowed two pockets of surrounded Bolsheviks to form. This quickly had to be dealt with. The two leaders that rose up from the mad dash to power were Joseph Stalin and Aleksandr Ulyanov.

Russian Revolution
Ulyanov had an idea that could save the West. It was daring with high losses, but it was the only idea that was sane. Ulyanov ordered the trapped soldiers in the eastern pocket to push west from the NW corner of the pocket. At the same time, the main force pushed out from Nukus to the east. This plan was to connect the two groups together and trap the Whites in a trap of their own creation. The maneuver was supported by the Mongolian air force that had come. Over the course of the week and multiple deaths, the two groups were reconnected. All that was left was to force the whites at Ashgabat to surrender.

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Joseph Stalin

Joseph had a plan, a good plan at that. He did not know that Lenin had thought of the same idea at the same time. He would encircle the forces in the East that had cut off the northernmost forces. The main force pushed out from Aqtoghay to the north. The encircled forces in the north began to push out to the south. Within the week they had retaken the land they had lost. Joseph felt a sense of deja vu at this maneuver.

The forces in the middle pushed out near the Aral Sea while the whites were distracted by the two other attacks. They took Leninsk and the land up to the Syrdariya River. Now, it was time. At the moment they were only able to do these maneuvers out of pure luck. It was decided to trench in. All across the border, deeply fortified trenches were created. Tanks were positioned across the trenches as Artillery to stop any Russian advances. Additionally, the Mongolian airships shot any Russian bombers out of the sky whenever they appeared. This was due to the fact that the whites had forgotten to protect the bombers with squadrons of planes.

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Postby Deutschess Kaiserreich » Sat Mar 09, 2019 1:15 am

A week ago...


The line of people seemed to be endless. They stretched from the bridge and far beyond the horizon. They carried with them whatever they could carry before the Italian hordes claimed their homes for their empire. Konrad looked at the hardened and tear ridden faces past him. He watched as German Medics fell upon those that showed the faintest sign of sickness. A large row of medical camps had now sprung up all over the trail. Konrad thought to himself, when will this damn war end. It seemed to have gone on forever and claimed so many lives. So many lives that never deserved were ended. Konrad had seen cities burn and children die...

Konrad was woken up by the screaming of a klaxon. He could now hear the panic from the crowds the sound of things hitting the water. He grabbed his rifle running out of his tent. He saw many on the bridge leaping into the water in hopes of getting on the other side of the river. The crowd was pushing and shoving. Insults and panic were in the air but what was causing it. Konrad could now hear the sound of distant gunfire. How could it be possible? The Italians were here!

"Everyone to the trenches! Hold the bridge!" Konrad heard the captain yell using a cone as an amplifier...

The 12th army had been sent to the Syrian a few weeks before the expected start of Operation Damascus but the operation had been called off due to a peace offering made by the Italians. The 12th army had been ordered to stop on the river Ghazzeh and await further orders. The Italian 3rd army was rapidly advancing up the coast of Palestine razing and massacring every innocent in their path. On the 16th of March, the 12th army received orders to evacuate back to Russia. Marshall Jannick, leader of the 12th army, was about to leave when the remnants of the 9th Turkish Army reached the river with a large contingent of civilians. After a short back and forth with German and Turkish high command they were authorized to assist in the evacuation of the remnants of the 9th army and the civilians. An order was given to all sub-commanders of the 12th army, "This is not a battle but a rescue mission. We shall not retreat until the last family and platoon are many miles away! Not one step back my friends!". This was no small feat for there were only three bridges over the Ghazzeh and 19,000 Turkish troops and half a million innocents on the wrong side...
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The Panzer Knights


A huge geyser of dirt and flames smashed into the center of the German camp throwing away German and Turkish soldiers into the air like toys. Gore and blood rained down on the nearby trenches as they fought desperately. In the night the distant flashes of Italian artillery guns could be seen. Explosions rained down the bridge throwing up columns of water that threw people over the side. The river began to turn red and bodies clog it. At first, were the Italian tanks. They shrugged off hit after hit from the German anti-tank guns until they were on the cusp of the trenches. Then it came, at first the sound of iron on dirt. The sound of cogs turning and the shrill bellow of steam. Then in the night, a dozen lights activated behind the trench line showering the attacking tanks with light, blinding the crew within. Then the things charged. They drew massive swords the size of cars and as thick as men. Then the sound of metal on metal. It sliced apart the armor of the tanks like scissors to a paper. The exposed crew was reduced to gore as the great guns of the panzers turned the tanks into nothing more than a hunk of melting armor. The Italian infantry, who had been following close behind their tanks, embodied by their recent victories in Palestine still charged. The panzers turned their guns on the infantry shredding dozens of them but still, they charged. The panzers leaped over the trenches and with them charged the infantry. Even the war cries of the Germans drowned out the sound of the Panzers feet smashing into the ground. The Panzers raced ahead of the infantry drawing once more their swords. They fell upon the wavering Italian infantry with a fury. Their great broadswords striking seven men in one swing and brutally slicing them in half. The German infantry charged into the melee swinging rifle butts, attaching bayonets, or simply just using their fists. The order had not been fully circulated but the men knew what to do...

Upriver and a few minutes earlier...

The sunset on the small ferry as they began to dock on the other side. The wounded were shuffled off first followed by women, children, and the elderly. On the southern side of the bank littered their many belongings, they were forced to abandon to receive passage. Kay sat on the shore trying to skip a rock on the clean clear water of the river. He stared at the boat began to be refueled by the many Turkish soldiers. They dragged great big tubes that a child could crawl before attaching them to the side of the ship. Kay skipped another rock into the river before he grabbed his file and got up. He walked over the pebbles and reached a trail that led over a sand dune.

The port was surrounded by a group of long-abandoned huts that numbered about fifty. Now they were occupied by exhausted troops and civilians. The sun had now set beyond the horizon as Kay passed a sentry. "Your shift now, fucking twelve-hour shifts." Kay said shoving his rifle into the hands of the sentry. Kay walked through the village heading to the barracks. The barracks were a group of tents housing only three hundred men. They wandered around cleaning their weapons or digging more trenches. The village and port were situated on the cusp of a ridge. Beyond that was just open desert and some mountains in the desert. Kay sat right next to the fire as the cook seasoned it with salt and pepper. It had been a while since Kay's last meal. When was it? Gees, he hadn't eaten for a day and his stomach betrayed him with a loud grumble. The cook smiled and said with her soft voice, "Don't worry sweetie. I'll be done soon.".

Kay blushed redder than an apple in an orchid. She was cute with that blond hair. Maybe he could ask her out when they left on the final boat. Kay was about to actually say something when a terrible roar was heard in the desert. It echoed through the night and everyone from the port to the barracks froze and looked back. Kay saw in the mountains distant flashes and trails of flames tearing through the night sky. "Everyone down!" The cook yelled tackling Kay to the ground as a shell smashed into the center of the camp. Shrapnel and flames tore through everyone near to it and set the center of the camp aflame. Kay got up and ran as fast he could to the trenches. He saw his comrades urging him to come as fast as possible. More shells hit the village tearing apart the huts and killing dozens of civilians. Kay looked back for a moment but saw only flames and felt only pain as a shell landed right next to him...

"Here they come!"

"Hold the line"

"Not one step back!"

"You will die by my gun or theirs. Which one?"

BAM!

"Well chosen."

"What are those things!"

"Our guns don't hurt it!"

"Damn you, keep on firing!"

"RUN!"

"Cowards!"

BAM!

BAM!

"if you won't serve me in this battle, you'll serve me as target practice!"

BAM!

BAM!

"Damn you, you mangy dogs!"

BAM!

"Hold the line! The boats are here."

"Women and children first. Any German and Turkish soldiers that try will not make it to the port."

BAM!

"If this one has to die to push the rest of you on so be it!"

"If you will not fight then I will fight."

"Für Deutschland and our Turkish brethren!"

"Not one step back!"

"You traitor!"

BAM!

"Did you not think of the women and children? Coward and failure. The German army has no need for cowardly men like you!"

"No! Please no!"

BAM!

BAM!

BAM!

BAM!

"You may flee but only if you are faster than my bullet."

"Do I have to die to prove my faith and fearlessness in your lot?"

"Here come the third wave of these devils!"

"The boat is almost fully loaded."

"Help!"

"Your wounds mean nothing! Stand and fight to the death!"

"Fix bayonets!"

"To me!"

"Here they come!"

"Hold for the women and children. They never deserved this!"

"You break?"

BAM!

"Not one step back! We hold this ground through all!"


Kay floated back to conscience and regretted it almost immediately. There was a burning smell in his nostrils. Burning flesh. Kay winced but felt immense pain on his right face. Like a searing pain that just wouldn't stop. He moaned loudly and felt the soft touch of bandages. He had no idea who was doing it but killed the pain somehow. The dared to open his eyes and saw a scene of utter horror. He saw himself half buried it dirt with bodies all around him. The trench had been reduced to nothing but a hole dug into the ground. The barriers stopping the dirt walls from collapsing were nothing more than splinters. The sand and dirt were red with blood and the cries! Oh, the cries! Like the wails of banshees, their cries cut into the soul of Kay.

Kay felt a hand grab his shoulder and found himself face to face with the captain. A large cut had been drawn across his face that still bleed despite the hasty stitches across it. Despite this, his sneer was as great ever. The captain used only one hand to drag Kay up to his feet. He then bent down and ripped a rifle off the decapitated hands of an Italian soldier. He shoved it into Kay's hand.

"I need you to go to the port and give me a sitrep on the Turks there. I have not heard from-" The captain stopped talking to turn around and blast the head off a charging Italian marauder with a massive revolver. The headless body fell to the trench but two others followed behind but the captain had drawn his sword. He grabbed the rifle of an Italian soldier turning its bayonet into the walls of the trench before stabbing his partner in the head with his sword. Kay turned the rifle on the surviving soldier blasting him to the floor of the trench to join the dead bodies of both sides. The captain continued while firing off into the dark. "If you do not come back I will assume you are dead or on that ferry. Pray that the latter happens to you for I will make sure you die either way.".

Kay nodded as the captain yelled, "Covering fire!". The survivors in the trench turned their guns into the night releasing a hailstorm of bullets a Kay climbed out the trench running as fast he could. He began to reach the edge of the ridge and now saw a town burning. He just kept running ignoring the shots from distant rifles. He reached the streets of the town as another explosion ripped through a burning house. Splinters and dust obscured Kay's view as he staggered into the town coughing and his face crackling. When the dust cleared Kay was treated to a sight that would sear itself into his memory forever. Bodies littered the streets with contorted faces. Some screamed out horror or yelled anger at their killers. The brown sun blasted mudbrick walls of the houses were now painted with blood and decorated in bullet holes. He saw movement out in the corner of his eye and lifted his rifle at it. All he saw as a piece of cloth moving near a dead woman. He ran over to it picking it up. A tiny small blood-soaked hand reached out before dropping in exhaustion. Kay gripped it as close to him as possible and ran as fast he could through this nightmare...

The war cries of the German soldiers and the metal stomping of the Panzer knights drew nearer and sure enough the Italian artillery crews ran out as fast as they could. They didn't make it fast as the Panzers powered ahead as fast as their many bronze cogs would allow. The crew never even made it out of their sandy dugouts before they watered the sand with their blood. The German soldiers lept into the dugouts containing the many Italian artillery pieces. They were small horse carted pieces that were no higher than the soldier's waist. Despite their small size, their barrels were huge. The commander smiled as he looked around and saw massive shells litter the ground. "Hand me a grenade", he said outstretching his hand towards one of his soldiers as he kneeled next to an ammo dump...

Kay could see the towering communication tower of the ferry station as he ran down the streets. He could now hear in the distance, over the sound of burning, death, pleads of mercy, and the gunfire, the sounds of German soldiers yelling. But at the same time behind him, hidden in the smoke, he could hear the sounds of Italian soldiers yelling orders and running down the streets. Kay turned around drawing his rifle with only one hand and in the other the bundle of cloth. The first silhouette that emerged from the smoke dropped to the ground clutching his chest. The soldiers responded by blindly opening fire down the street. Green tracers lit up the street as Kay raced to the side of the street jumping over bodies in the process. Suddenly, he felt his head jerk back before he staggered into a destroyed wall of the voice. He felt blood running down his face but still, he staggered through the burning house clutching the child as close as possible. He ignored the searing fire and bent down to protect the child from the falling debris of the thatched roof. He felt the flames sear into any piece of his exposed skin. He heard voices coming from the hole in the way. He turned backfiring his rifle again. In the smoke and flames, Kay could not tell if he hit someone but the screams of Italian told him that he at least spooked them. The child in his arms began to sob loudly as Kay slumped down behind an overturned table, unable to go on any longer, and told the baby in his arms while tears and blood ran down his cheeks, "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I caused this. My people caused this. You never deserved this.". He knew the child did not understand words and of course German. He closed his eyes waiting for Italian to walk in the finish the two. But all he felt was the barrel of a gun to his bleeding head. He looked up to see the scared olive brown young face of an Italian soldier. His green uniform was ripped and bleeding and his hat nothing more than more than a piece of ripped cloth.

"Get up." He said in English. Kay did not know what the soldier said as he had lived in Prussia all his life and never heard a lick of English. The soldier just waved his rifle up to signal Kay to get up. Kay stood up dropping his rifle to the ground. He staggered up using one hand to help him up in the other he clutched the child as it began to stop crying. The soldier outstretched his hand toward Kay clearly asking for the child. Kay carefully handed him the child. The soldier looked at Kay before saying a word that Kay understood, "Run."

With that, the soldier turned back and walked out the hole with the child leaving Kay to stand to bleed in a burning house...

A massive explosion lit up the dying night and distant plumes sand was thrown up as debris smashed into them. The soldiers had returned to their trenches while the Knights began to refuel and their pilots rest. The long line of refugees had now been reduced to only a few dozen women and children waiting for the engineers to repair a massive hole in the middle of the bridge. They could walk by the sides but it was far too dangerous and the river too deep. On the shore, refugees refusing to wait had begun to fashion rafts from the debris and wreckage caused by the battle, In the ruined camp the injured were being cared to by the many medics but a long line of bodies lay on the outskirts of the camp. The bodies of the dead had been thrown into a dug trench in the ground. There was no time as surely the Italian army would return and destroy them all but the army's priest and the Turkish Imam Khatib said their prayers before dirt was shoveled into the hole. The German and Turkish soldiers returned to their trenches aiming their guns into the desert waiting for the onslaught to begin once more...

Kay was now on his knees on the sand covered streets with a trail of blood following behind him. He struggled to his feet before collapsing to the ground once more. He groaned loudly as the gunshot wound in his belly bleed out. He looked up and in the smoke, the distant building of the port could be seen. The voices of Turkish, Arab and German could now be heard. So close... so close. To die like this, Kay never imagined. He thought he would either die in glory on some beautiful tropical island surrounded by his comrades or dying of old age in his favorite armchair while the fireplace began to dim but not bleeding out on the streets gutted like some common pig. He yelled loudly into the night in frustration. This was not why he joined the heer. NO! It can't be. I just can't be. This was not the end, Kay was sure of it. He reached out and dug into the sand dragging himself forward with immense pain. His other hand stretched out to drag himself. One after another he came closer and closer to the port. He yelled out again and could hear the voices in the port raise. The sound of boots on sand and pavement filled his ears. He felt arms dragging at his armpits and bandages on his wounds. He felt the sandy hot ground turn to cold hard concrete. The voices of women and children filled his ears before the darkness claimed him once more.

"Here they come again!"

"Hatta kal!"

"Allahu Akbar!"

"Fire!"

"Cut them down!"

"Stand your ground!"

"Grenade!"

"Hayır! Abul! Yapma!"

"Get back!"

"Yok hayır! Yok hayır! Yok hayır! Yok hayır!"

"Tanrı! Yok hayır!"

"Lütfen uyan."

"Get away the walls!"

"They have a cannon!"

"Shoot it."

"Take cover!"

"Herkes teknelere!"

"Their retreating! Why?"


...The bridge had finally been fixed and none too soon as the roar of distant engines of terror now once more filled the silent desert with noise and terror. The Knights once more prepared themselves holding their swords aloft and what was left of glorious 12th army aimed their rifles into the desert. Once more the came onto the bulwark and once more they were thrown back. Again and again, they assaulted killing hundreds of Germans and their Turkish brothers. Again and again, they threw their men into battle. Again and again, the bodies of refugees fell into the dark river and again and again, men fell to the floors of the trench never to stand up once more but they never did they break the 12th army Only once the last child crossed the river did the commander order the retreat. But in the night a scream permeated. No, not a scream but the wailing of banshees. In the distant mountain, the heaviest of Roman hammers had been set up and the bridge was turned to twisted steel in only the first salvo. Instead of swimming across the river to picked off by the Romans they turned around and lept into the trench. Once more the Romans descended on the trenches but his time the spirit of their ancestors marched with them. The Panzer knights fought but the might of Roman legionnaires wittered at their armor before their great pilots were slain. With one final charge, with one final hammer blow, with one final attack. this new Roman empire had done what their ancestors could not. They had snuffed out the light of Germania.

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Central Power losses
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59,000 German Soldiers
120 Light Panzers
97 Heavy Panzers
53 Panzer Knights
3,000 Turkish soldiers
256 Germans captured

Refugees and Turkish soldiers evacuated
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479,000 Refugees
23,000 Turkish soldiers
1,400 German soldiers
47,000 wounded

Telegram to Rome

We accept the terms of peace STOP Bitterly

Signed, Kaiser Wilhelm II
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Postby 1000 Stars » Sat Mar 09, 2019 6:56 am

The Communist Uprising
The communist revolts in Madrid and barcelona were easily crushed by the guard
But other cities were not so lucky

The south is in dismay...
The Communists control the large cities of Granada and Malaga
They hold all our southern coast with 150k spanish men at their disposal

The north
The northern pocket of revolutionaries has the major cities of Leon and Valladolid
They hold a good position in between basque and portugal
They have only 100k men in the pocket

Murcia
The Murcian revolt took Murcia and men on the Balearic islands revolted as well
They only have 50k men

Spanish Deployment of Troops
On order of Franco all men that are available will be sent to the fronts of the civil war

50k men to the north
200k men to the south
100k men to the eastern Murcian revolt

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Postby Scurvy Sea » Sat Mar 09, 2019 9:34 am

The Neds

Melbourne was spared for now. Much to the disappointment of the outlaws riding with Ned, but nothing could be done. Scouts confirmed that a Polish Cavalry army that far outnumbered the attacking horde had arrived in Melbourne. Attacking would be fruitless without more manpower. The new factor of the Kaiser's presence was a fork in the road, one Ned would have to address at some point, but for now more raiding would need to be done to make up for the loss of Melbourne. Otherwise the drivers would get cranky. The surge of vehicles tore across the outback once more, looting, and ripping apart nearly every Socialist town they came across. Massive truck loads of valuable scrap and civilian treasures only got filled more and more with each settlement they arrived at.

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By the end of the week, Ned's convoy was turned and heading home, carrying hundreds of tons of scrap with it and towing new vehicular additions to the outlaw army. The supplies were good, but not as good as the Prime Minister's head on a pike. They'd have that soon enough, but for now Ned as content with staying docile and playing the game with the Polish. He guessed that they were probably here to assist the failing government, but nothing was yet confirmed. Until he knew for sure, the Neds would be focused on fortifying their footholds in Australia. Shoddily made propaganda preaching the freedom that the Neds would bring could be found all through South Australia. This idea was only reinforced by the Neds happily passing out weapons literally to anyone that asked for one.

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In South Australia, freedom was becoming the sole ideology. With the population quickly becoming over-armed and without any law enforcement to speak of besides the Neds, a dangerous situation was brewing. The populace that didn't agree with the politics of Ned Kelly but unfortunately lived under his soldiers had held out hope that the Loyalists, or even the Socialists would make a breakthrough to rescue them. But it had been literal months, and help had not yet arrived. These people saw their country change around them under Ned's control. Grocers no longer were receiving food shipments, as the Neds had stolen the food from the farms, they stole the trains that would have moved it, and even the trucks that would have delivered it. Australia's domestic infrastructure was getting torn apart piece by piece by the Neds to fund his power-high, and they could do nothing to stop it.

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With food shortages, businesses shutting down, and the law enforcement gone along with any social services, the factors were beginning to take their tolls on the average family. Every man and woman in Ned Kelly's territory knew what he was planning to happen, but nobody seemed to want to talk about it. People tried to go about their everyday lives hoping that eventually the civil war would disappear, but their families were starving. They tried to ration their food either they would eventually run out or bandits would inevitably steal what they had left. Desperate people, men and women alike began to take desperate measures. Robberies happened en masse. The murder rate would skyrocket as malnourished parents killed their friends and neighbors for bread. The Neds were building a nation of bandits, and it was working.

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Society itself would change, no longer caring for the safety of individuals but rather for the profit of roaming gangs. The Ned culture forced two options onto those living under it. Conform, or suffer the consequences. Yes, at some point help may have arrived from the Loyalists, the Kaiser, or the Socialists, but now it would only come too late. The children were already buried, the parents were already maddened. The toxic culture that was spread by notable groups like the Bone Dogs, Looneys, the Flesh Merchants, the Emu Cavalry, and the Monsoon Warband infected every person in South Australia, and was beginning to spread even into the land in the Northern Territory that Kelly was conquering.

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It was beyond likely that all of Australia would mirror the results of South Australia should Kelly come out of the war on top. A bleak and bloodied future stoked by the a by a killer intent on seeing a nation become as twisted and corrupted as his own mind.

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Postby Regnum Trinitatem » Sat Mar 09, 2019 12:38 pm

The Northeast Line

The Russians pushed hard into Mongolian territory through the massive expanses of flatland expected. Heavy tanks, Iron Walls, and all the infantry that came with them crossed Mongolian borders quite easily in the Northeast. As it was here that they were not hindered by the restrictions and defenses that could be found in the mountains. In the east, they only found defenders scrambling to figure out how to repel the Russian vehicles. The defenses had done the best they could in the most vulnerable spots on the Northeast line, but the problem was that the entire line was a vulnerable spot. They were spread thin despite their best efforts to combat it.

Mongol scouts reported seeing a mass of vehicles and men approaching literally all over the Northeast line. Most of the trenches were just halfway dug by that point, Russians weren't expected for at least a week, and it showed on the faces of each defender. Panic broke throughout the lines, the officers themselves issuing a full retreat to the infantry defending. Damage control orders was issued to the artillery crews and Motor Cavalry on standby. Skeleton crews for artillery cannons were left behind. The cavalry split into two halves all down the line, following the same operation. One of those halves being told to retreat with the infantry, getting them to the nearest city possible. The other half of them moving ahead of the artillery, entrenching themselves in ditches and mounting on their machine guns.

Artillery cannons began to bombard pockets of the Russian line as fast as they could to scatter the lines and take out any many units as possible. Some of these cannons launched gas shells rather than the average ballistic shell. Only to find the rude awakening that the Russians were unaffected by the clouds of mustard gas overtaking their lines. The defense of the Northeast line would be a futile one. The Cavalry that had stayed behind stayed mounted on their guns for upwards of half an hour until inevitably the Russians were ordered to charge anyway. They would not wait behind to hold an unstoppable force, a majority of the riders mounted their bikes when it was clear the line would not hold and retreated, following trail of the rest of the units. There was the rare occurrence of riders patriotic and stupid enough to stay behind and hopelessly fire on at the approaching Russian infantry. This proved to be a useful act, but the presence of the Iron Walls quickly stamped out any courageous resistance.

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The Northeast line was pushed back. But it was not an easy push for the Russians, even with the landscape being very much so in their favor. Planes were dispatched on scouting runs to determine the locations of the approaching forces, entire divisions of Motor Cavalry being assigned to follow the groups of Russian soldiers wherever they went at a safe distance. The Mongolian military command opted to experiment with psychological warfare against the already morally-damaged Russians. All throughout their march, small groups of Motor Cavalry were ordered to ride around the marching forces, the distant sounds of their engines constantly haunting the air around the Russians. Even as they slept, when the Mongolians let them at least.

Much like in the Austrian bombing raids, when night came, the Steel Horde struck with the force of demons. Veteran Mongolian pilots, with the fronts of their planes haphazardly armored, flew low over the flatland to avoid the threat of anti-aircraft weaponry. The rotors of the planes nearly ripping apart tents as they buzzed overtop of them, spraying mustard gas throughout the camps they passed over for the hope of robbing the Russian soldiers of sleep, their mental state, and their lives if they were unable to reach a mask in time. With the fronts of the planes slightly armored, it protected against the threat of a quick marksman managing to kill the pilot or bust a wing, but there was the odd times when a plane was shot down right in camp, or thankfully just outside of it.

This wasn't always the end of the attack however. In certain situations if a pilot in the air could confirm the size of the encampment as being reasonable, the Motor Cavalry stalking the soldiers would decide among themselves if they believed the Russians they were assigned to were properly sleep deprived. If they were, the cavalry would charge, usually only minutes after the gas attacks, when they had the benefits of the clouds of gas obscuring vision on the Flatlands. The riders wore masks of their own, allowing them to ride right through the Russian camps. Their gunners firing wildly at anything that wasn't on a motorcycle. The operators of the Daichin tanks firing on any tanks they managed to find. Usually the attacks were over in only minutes, the riders rarely staying behind to observe their work and instead riding out of camp, returning to the darkness of the night.

The night attacks would be devastating to the Russians. If not physically, definitely mentally. As just the mere threat of an attack in the middle of the night usually proved to be enough paranoia to keep a soldier awake throughout the night.

But even despite their attacks, the Russians had enough men to not turn back. Instead, continuing on deeper into Mongolia. To proceed farther with the roads though, the city of Choibalsan stood in the way. It was a large city in Mongolia, and where most of the soldiers from the failed defensive at the borders had ended up. Refreshed Motor Cavalry units patrolled the region around the city while the defenders faced extreme training exercises to make up for their total failure of preparation at the borders.

To move onwards on the roads Choibalsan simply had to be taken out. And it would be up to the Russians on how to approach it.

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< RUSSIA >

Bolshevik Revolution

The White Army was pushed back by a seemingly ridiculous Red Army. While much of the effort was concentrated in the eastern and western areas of the front, the central front had limited movement. The encirclement were just a ploy to get the Red Army distracted on its flanks, to ignore the center. This allowed for the Russians to launch a concentrated assault against the Bolsheviks in the center. The Bolsheviks had thought that their front was fortified, but the White Russians outnumbered the Bolsheviks 3-1. Not to mention, the Whites had a technological advantage in the form of the Moscow-class tanks, which rendered the Marx-class tanks obsolete. After a 10 hour long bombardment of the center front, the White Army crossed the Syrdariya River. They seized the city of Qyzylorda after fierce fighting. They continued their offensive until they managed to reach the cites of Shymkent, Zhambyl, and Shul. Here, the Reds put up a fierce fight and halted the White Army in their tracks. The Whites also launched a counterattack against the Bolsheviks in the eastern front, regaining some of the lost territories. White forces besieged in Ashgabat decided to retreat to the city itself and hold out until reinforcements were to arrive.

Mongolia
The Mongolians provided a much more detailed and hard defensive line to work with. They’ve used every advantage they’ve got to the best of their abilities. Yet, they are still horribly outnumbered, and the Russians aren’t willing to just give up on Mongolia. They slogged through many of the grueling conditions that the Mongolians tried to put them through. While the rest of the Russians soldiers had been given orders to hold their current frontlines, the Eastern forces were tasked with taking out the city of Choybalsan. The city of Choybalsan was an area of high concentration of Mongol soldiers who failed at the initial defeat at the border offensive. A Russian Army numbering 850,000 soldiers flanked the city after fighting tooth and nail against the Mongols. After a few days of hard fighting, the city of Choybalsan was encircled and besieged by Russian forces.

Vladivostok
The Americans had launched a Hail Mary naval invasion to try and force the Russians to surrender. Yet, this would be in vain. A Russian contingent of around 700,000 soldiers were sent via the Trans-Siberian Railroad to Vladivostok. They quickly took up positions around the city and began launching an artillery bombardment before they began a full frontal assault to retake the city.

Air/Naval Front
The Russian Air Force, numbering 7,000 airplanes, was deployed and begun combating the Mongolian Air Force protecting both the Reds and Mongolian forces. A tough fight indeed, but the Russians did outnumber the Mongolians, and had some experience when it comes to air warfare. The Russian Baltic Fleet, under the command of Admiral Kolchek, worked in conjunction with the German High Seas Fleet in countering the Royal Navy. The Russian Black Sea Fleet was being slowly rebuilt, and currently is at 1/5 of its strength before the war broke out. The Russian Pacific Fleet was harboring at Okhotsk temporarily, due to the American Occupation of Vladivostok.
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Postby Clarcia » Sat Mar 09, 2019 11:59 pm

Deep in the Arabian Desert

T. E Lawrence looks out to the vast array of the tribes that pledged to fight for the freedom of the Arabs and smiles. It is time for him to elare what he always hoped for-The Arabian Republic.

Off the Coast of Dover

“YOU ARE DEMANDING SLAUGHTER!”

Admiral Beatty was practically foaming at the teeth at Jellicoe. The man was now at the helm of a fleet many times larger than the one he squandered at Jutland and yet he still wanted to use it on Hamburg? There wasn’t much he could do for now as Jellicoe talked down to him and his captains whom all had fire in their eyes at this horrendous order. This horde of massive metal behemoths would sail to Hamburg. There orders were to wipe out anything in their way. Now, with a massive airfleet, they could beat any German squadron with ease. The only problem was that their mission was to wipe out Hamburg from the face of the Earth. The navy hadn’t done something this dishonorable in a long time. Yet here they sailed. Something would be done. At least, that’s what they hoped…

Operation Thunderball has begun.
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Mora

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The provisional capital was much smaller than Stockholm, and was located in the countryside. It had initially been a bit of a problem to house all government employees when the administration had moved, but with some good will and hard work it had been solved. The town was a crucial railroad junction, and now it grew rapidly, as people came from near and far. The locals were mostly friendly and helpful, even if there of course were a few complaints about all the big city hotshots suddenly coming there, disturbing the peace and causing traffic jams and so on, but all in all, the positive attitude dominated. The consensus was that of course they'd eagerly contribute to the war effort, and it didn't hurt that Mora's new status meant new job opportunities. The city was growing.

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"Anders Mattson's Mechanical Workshop - Iron & Machine Store". Mattson was one of many in Mora who now could expand his business by producing machine parts and mechas for the military.

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Crown prince Gustaf Adolf and his siblings together with local children in a village outside central Mora.

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The famous artist Anders Zorn, from Mora, one of the richest men in Sweden, and his wife Emma, originally from Stockholm. They were happy to use their influential potential as celebrities to spread patriotism in both more established circles as well as among the populace.

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The local women in their traditional dresses seem almost exotic even to the other Swedes who now come to Mora.

The government was pleased. Just as during the 1520s, the last time Sweden had been in a similar situation, the people of Mora stood loyal. Not only the civilians, but also in the military. The ski jaegers from around here were among the best.

Sven Hedin

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The explorer turned spy was getting ready to depart from Iran. The fact that Sweden now was at peace with the Central Powers didn't change his mission much, the intel he could gather in Mongolia could still be useful, either against the Swedish Red Army or in the future. His orders remained the same, but little did he know that he would meet a certain someone in Asia that would change his life forever...

Civil War

When peace had been made with the Entente, the British had sent help against the rebels, and when Sweden later had made peace with the Central Powers, Germany agreed to send troops as well. It seemed the Swedes then could both keep their cake and eat it, but it had after all been a very expensive cake, with a high cost in human lives. One of the most recent losses was general Sven Dufva, who had disappeared and was presumed dead after his airship had crashed in the Baltic Sea on his return home after the meeting with field marshal Mannerheim in Helsinki. It was still unclear weather it had been an accident or an assassination. None of the rebel groups claimed it had been their doing.

General Dufva's place in the High Command was, after a recommendation from general Edward Krieg, who had returned safely from Norway, general Arthur Douglas. He had been stationed in Finland during the great war, and now his family estate in Scania was in communist hands. It would've been easy for him to order an offensive to the south then, but instead he planned together with the Germans to retake Gotland from the pirates. Gotland was the key to the Baltic Sea, and without it, the entire east coast was in danger, especially now that Stockholm had been lost. The offer of negotiations that had been sent earlier to the pirate captain Jacob Sparv had just been a trick to win some time, but now that Sparv had accepted it, it also became a trap.

The assault on Gotland was deemed a success afterwards, even though Sparv himself got away, and their prominent prisoner, admiral Dahlén, had been executed shortly after the landing, but at least the island was now back in Swedish hands, along with much of the pirate fleet.

Meanwhile, the Red Army dug trenches and fortified their positions, especially Halmstad. Both sides got themselves ready for the anticipated final battle. Although their leader, Zeth Höglund, was far from as charismatic as Stalin, he was still just as dedicated to the revolution, as was his followers.
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< ITALIAN EMPIRE >

[Diplomacy]

Vittoria! Vittoria! Vittoria! Italy had won the Great War. With the Ottoman surrender and subsequent Treaty of Alexandria, the last threat to Italian hegemony in the Mare Nostrum was annihilated. The Germans and Russians had agreed to the conditions of the Nitra Conference, ending all hostilities between them and Italy. After a hard fight and bloody war, no enemies stood in Italy’s way for complete dominance over the Mare Nostrum. Italy had established a colonial empire which rivaled that of the Germans, Dutch, and even the French in such a short time. Italy was never stronger than at this moment, and their power will only continued to grow. The Persian Republic and the newly established Kingdom of Kurdistan has aligned itself with the Italian Empire in hopes of acquiring a much more technologically advanced and skilled military. Italian diplomats were sent in to the various independent nations that made up the old Austro-Hungarian Empire. Their governments were fully established, as all radical non-Republican political parties were banned for fear of overthrowing the young republics. The Kingdom of Austria gave independence to the Republic of Slovenia. Austria soon became a Republic once the Italian Monarch ruling Austria decided to step down. Austria would remain under German influence, but will not be annexed into Germany until after the wars end. For the moment, the Balkan’s and Central Europe were in relative peace, all thanks to Italian assistance.
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[Homefront]

Two Million Italian men had lost their lives in the Great War, a war which saw some of the most gruesome tactics and weapons being used. Yet Italy was a peace, and now had the capacity to focus on other issues plaguing the nation. The Homefront has destabilize greatly, especially in the past few months, when the war in the Middle East was getting bloodier. Now that it’s officially over, the Italian people will be able to enjoy a much needed peace. Yet, many people were still discontent with the current government and the actions they took during the Great War. Major riots had broken out in Spoleto, San Marino, Savoia, and Salerno. The Riot Police were sent in to quell the increasingly violent riots. After a few days, all 4 major riots ended. Smaller one continued to persist, but they haven’t gotten violent as of yet. 1,300 people were killed or wounded in the riots, and 3,700 were arrested as conspirators. This would greatly increases tensions in the Homefront, as the government needed to find a way to keep the Italian populace happy or at the very least content. That came with the previous victory at the Battle of Ghazzeh (Palestine). This gave the Imperial government a vital propaganda tool to unify the people. Although many facts would need to be “fixed”, it’ll provide a heroic tale of Italian soldiers and their bravery against the devils in the East (Ottomans). Hopefully, the situation will resolve itself soon. Otherwise the Imperial government will have a serious problem to deal with.
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[Military Actions]

The Italian Army had returned to the newly acquired lands of the Italian Empire, as the Regia Marina and Regia Aeronautica were also sent back. They were at peace after all, and this gave them time to rest and regroup their forces to deal with any other issues. Primarily, was the insurgents, partisans, and riots that began during the war. Firstly, the Italian government had to send in the armed forces to deal with an insurrection in Darfur (Sudan). The previous British vassal state had decided to revolt against the more direct rule from the Italian government, and was held back by a small Italian contingent of soldiers. For now, a force of around 200,000 Italian soldiers were sent in to quell the Darfur Insurgency, going against a 40,000-men Army of Darfur. At the same time, the remains of the Dervish State and Senussi order had tried to launch their own rebellions as the Italians were knee-deep in Palestine. The Senussi had 49,000 men while the Dervish State had 54,000; the Italians decided to send 150,000 men to both areas to decimate these rebellious “states” and directly integrate them into the Italian Empire in Africa. Lastly, Ethiopian partisans were also fairly common occurrence in the mountains of old Ethiopia. Unknown of their true numbers, the Regia Aeronautica had been sent to bombard the Ethiopian mountains and countrysides while Italian soldiers would be sent in to pacify the land inch-by-inch. This ruthless campaign would hopefully force the partisans to surrender to Italian rule. Other small African tribes and local resistance groups were also prevalent, but they were no real threat to Italian rule in Africa as of yet.

The recent outbreak of the Spanish Civil War had lead to the Communists of the Balearic Islands to revolt against Italian rule. As the Regia Marina blockaded the island and the Regia Aeronautica launched a bombing campaign against the Communists, Italian marines landed in support of the remaining Italian garrisons. Around 50,000 Spanish Communists fought 120,000 Italian marines and soldiers. After 2 weeks of fighting, the last Communist stronghold in the city of Ibiza fell to the Italians. They had reclaimed the entirely of the Balearic Islands for Italy. In addition, supplies were reluctantly sent to the Spanish fascists, in order to help them in their civil war against the Communists. Humanitarian aid, as well as military supplies and ammunition were sent to Franco’s government.

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The Australian Civil War continued to be a destabilizing factor in South Asia. Now that Italy was at peace, they could now get directly involved in the fighting without being too distracted. The Italian government had officially endorsed Ned Kelly’s government in Australia, and had previously sent convoys out to Ned’s Territory. However, many of these were getting sunk or stolen by pirates and raiders. With this, the Italian government sent the Fleet harbored in Mogadishu to the area of South Australia. The Fleet comprised of 7 Battleships, 10 destroyers, 40 military and 20 civilian convoys were sent in support of Ned Kelly’s “government” in Australia. 60 Black Hounds went ahead to stop any Australian pirates or gangs from attacking sections of the convoys, but at least they were not at war. They arrived at the port of Adelaide in Southern Australia, and immediately the civilian sailors were completely horrified at what they saw. Bodies hung from lamp posts, monstrosities that seemed like cars were driving in the streets, and a building was on fire as a shoot-out was taking place. One civilian sailor took notice:

“These are the people we’re supposed to help? They’re disgusting.”

‘It doesn’t matter what you think, we need to support them for our nation’s interests to be kept.” a military sailor said.

“But they’re literally murdering their own people!”

“Shut the hell up! We shouldn’t be judging these people so quickly. Remember Constantinople?” the civilian paused before he said,

“Fine, but I want out of here as soon as possible.”

They docked, as 2,000 gang members supported by a hundred NIS agents already in Australia swarmed in to protect the shipments of goods from thieves. Over $850 million worth of gold and valuables were given to Ned Kelly to use for the war effort. In addition, 350,000 guns of varying type were sent, 11 million bullets, 700 artillery pieces, and 400 tanks were sent. More supplies would continue to come to Adelaide, escorted by the same fleet of course. The Italian government also saw it necessary to send volunteers to Australia. The volunteers were made up of 75,000 elite, veteran Italian Marauders, the most feared military divisions in the Italian military who had served in the most harshest of fronts. They were under the command of the ruthless Italian Marshal Rodolfo Graziani, who directed the campaign in Ethiopia and even ordered much of the atrocities committed there. All of this support would give Ned Kelly the advantage he was waiting for.

{ NIS Operations }

The city of Guangzhou in China was a bustling hub of trade and commerce in Southern China. With the Republic of China officially collapsed, disunity and war spread like a plague across the Chinese landscape. However, one man was going to change this. One man, who previously went into exile after the Republic’s collapse to reorganize a United Front against the Warlords and the Mongols. This man, was Sun Yat-sen. With support from the NIS and the Italian government, Sun rallied his followers in the port of Guangzhou to participate in the reunification of China. Millions flocked to his cause, as Sun formed the Democratic Army of China (DAC) to launch his campaign in China. Within a matter of a week, the entirely of Guangdong and Hainan provinces were under the control of Sun’s new government. Soon, Sun Yat-sen would spread his control over all of Southern China.
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The Director of the NIS, a man so secretive that no one even knew his name, had died in his sleep. He served as the Director of the NIS since its founding in 1872, and would be hard to replace. A secret, but honorable, funeral would be held in his home town of Pisa. The Emperor decided to appoint agent Amleto Vespa to the position of Director of the NIS. He served various missions in France, Bulgaria, China, Hungary, and Japan. Even though he was young, only 28 upon taking the mantle, but his qualifications and loyalties were hard to pass up. He was even trained by the Director himself in 1903. Newly appointed Director Amleto Vespa would not let the NIS, nor the Imperial government down. Everyone had high hopes that he would lead Italy to great success at home and abroad.
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Postby Regnum Trinitatem » Sun Mar 10, 2019 9:05 pm

The Northeast Line
The city of Choibalsan had become a site of intense focus on the Northeast line. Being a massive city directly on the path of the main roads, it was almost certainly going to become a target at some point if the Russians pushed the line, which they ended up doing. Desolate corpses, not yet returned to their own lines were strewn across the land surrounding the city's outskirts, a fine mixture between Russian and Mongolian uniforms indistinguishable underneath the coating of blood and soil. Despite the efforts of the Mongol cavalry, the amount of soldiers the Russians had brought were able to push through any attack they launched, no matter how devastating it was to the soldiers. Despite a fierce Mongol resistance, the Russians had surrounded the city. And a breakthrough seemed impossible.

Civilians in the city had been mostly evacuated before the Russians arrived. Every building in the city being converted into a defensive position. Cavalry units stayed on the clock every minute throughout the days to come waiting for either the order to charge, or to halt one. Infantry units embedded in the city primarily set up in basements as makeshift bunkers. Men and women sat in machine gun nests all throughout the nights, feeding never-ending rounds into the weapons hour by hour. During the day, snipers sat in the windows overlooking the hostile lines and at night, unlucky units were sent to patrol the no-man's-land between the city and the Russians, sometimes getting caught in the gunfire blasting between the two factions.

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The Mongols did not plan to stand idle during this siege and wait to starve or become overwhelmed. Outside of Choibalsan, the Steel Horde worked to free it's comrades trapped among the Russian forces.

In usual Aerial Cavalry fashion, the attacks came at night. Thousands of aerial fighters flying out from all over eastern Mongolia coverged on Choibalsan, aided by the ships of the Aerial Navy ferrying fuel and ammunition. The Aerial Cavalry picked remote slabs of land in the flatlands to create temporary airfields during the siege. Almost every night, the Mongol planes could be heard overhead in the clouds. They dove onto the Russian likes like hawks diving onto their prey, rather than ripping apart their prey with talons they used their machine guns to pepper them from above, and those that hadn't been shot down released payloads of gas onto the Russian forces.

It was known that the Russians had equipped this invasion force with gas masks to defend against mustard gas entering the lungs of their soldiers, saving countless lives in the process. But even by saving the lives of their soldiers, they had only provided a reason for the Khan to take even more lives in his conquest. A second wave of planes, flying well behind the planes distributing gas were carrying incendiary explosives. The second wave of planes released their bombs onto the clouds of mustard gas surrounding the enemy soldiers that fought valiantly against the attacks from above. No matter how fierce their fighting may have been, any ounce of fight they had was stolen in a heartbeat when the mustard gas was lit around them. Flames overwhelmed Russian soldiers as the gas combusted around them, disintegrating the filters of their masks and the skin on their bodies.

Sending planes to attack the Russian lines when they knew anti-aircraft was present was a highly risky move but it was all they could do. Attacking directly from above at least gave more precision to the pilots in terms of where to deliver the gas to prevent the mistake of accidentally gassing the defenders. Unfortunately the losses of the Aerial Cavalry would be noticed. If 100 planes took place in the dive, it was likely that 15 to 30 of them would not be coming back.

It was expected that even this would not be enough to best the Russian army though. Fatefully enough, the defenders at the Northeast line that had retreated did not all converge into Choibalsan. Two other parts of the line had retreated to the Hululbuir sum and the Dunburd sum.

The troops defending in the Dunburd sum were suddenly ordered to move on Choibalsan. 200k Motor Cavalry units would ride towards Choibalsan to break the siege from the outside, whilst a separate order was given in Ulaanabaatar. The War Pig was deployed from it's hangar again, moving to assist in the battle of Choibalsan and annihilate any and all tanks it came across once it arrived.

Ulaanbaatar
Aside from war, the Bogd Khan was focusing on restoring the glory that the Mongol Empire once possessed. One of the projects that the Khan had kept on the back burner from the start of the war was the training and reinstating of the Kheshing Imperial Guards. Finally, the project was ready. Veteran soldiers from the Cavalry, Infantry, or even agents in the Khanate Intelligence who had shown impeccable skill or discipline in battle as well as a strong sense in patriotism were granted an opportunity to become a member of the new military branch being formed. A special forces of sorts.

Members of the Kheshig guard went down one of three disciplines based on their record. Either the Torguud, the Khevtuul, or the Khorchin. Torguuds were soldiers of the Steel Horde assigned as guardians of Ulaanbaatar. They'd serve several roles in their duties as a Torguud, they were in a sense, inquisitors of the Khan's will, serving hand-in-hand with Khanate Intelligence to ensure that troublemakers in Mongolia stayed grounded. Torguuds also worked with police in identifying troubled areas of the rapidly-expanding city and working directly with them in carrying out justice into these locations. Their most important duty however was the guarding of the Khan's Palace. They're seen patrolling the grounds of the palace 24/7 armed with their three key weapons. A sabre, a bow, and a Type 26 revolver. Though, bolt action rifles and repeaters were known to be kept around the palace grounds.

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The Khevtuul served as a truly elite branch of the Steel Horde that truly did believe that the Khan was some sort of Genghis Khan reincarnated. Night warriors that operated in silence. Khevtuul soldiers went through extreme tests of stealth, wit, and lethality in their training. They were released into the most remote steppes with a pack of starving wolves and told to return to civilization, thrown into a lake with a dull knife and a brick tied to their ankle, daily hand-to-hand fighting that eventually evolved into knife fights, shootout with prisoners of war, cruel games of hide and seek that resulted in beatings if they were found. Countless other cruel and unusual training methods were put upon the Khevtuul recruits until they were a fearless and disciplined unit capable of using nearly any weapon they were handed and getting in nearly anywhere they wanted. The only problem being that the Khevtuul training regiment seemed unusually lethal for those who practiced it, leaving only handfuls of graduates in the end.

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The Khorchin were the jack-of-all-trades trained exclusively for uses in battlefields. Those who became Khorchin went through a training regiment as extreme at the Khevtuul's except this one was more focused on knowledge than survival. A Khorchin was an engineer, a cavalry rider, a medic, a marksman, a commander, a pilot, and a latrine cleaner all rolled into one. Khorchin guards were meant to be a form of moral support for the soldiers in the field and a weapon of propaganda. They could be found in their golden, traditional armor assisting various soldiers in whatever topic they needed. In terms of combat, a Khevtuul could once again be found anywhere. In the front lines, in a tent, in the sky, no matter where the Khorchin were they brought a tactician's mind with them to provide guidance to Mongol forces.

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In terms of the Khan himself, admittedly, his health was worrying. And he realized this. Unfortunately, he had taken no wife yet. As mad as he was, the Bogd Khan was still a monk, and he refused to wed despite the warnings and pleadings of his advisors. Instead the Khan sent out a representative to each orphanage in Mongolia to return with one child. The Khan had decided that one of the children that had returned with the representatives would be groomed as the next Great Khan of the future Mongol Empire.


China
In China was a web of Khanate spies running through the interworkings of every clique, holding the ears of the warlords like vices. It did not take long for the embedded agents to send reports up the line of the upstart in the south of China. Sun Yat Sen preached an end to the warlords, a unified China once again, and the people wanted it. Millions did. Unification in China was unwanted by the Khan, and so it would not be. If one thing could be played it, it was the fact that stubborn generals were stubborn generals, and that could be used.

Despite Mongolia's raging conquests into China coming to a slow close, the fear of the Mongols was still in the minds of the Chinese. When letters from the Khan himself arrived, they would be read.

Warlord generals throughout the cliques of the Shanxi, Anhuim and what was left of the Yunnan and Sichuan received letters in the same day, carrying a prompt and to the point message from the Khan.

"End the upstart, and you get funding, military support, and however much land you can grab." Was the overall message in the letters. The truth of it was, the Chinese armies did not stand a chance against the Mongols alone. Their dreams of their clique becoming the dominant power in China was squandered when the Mongols crushed the northern cliques and civil wars broke out all through the territories. Letters were exchanged between cliques and the palace. Violence towards the cliques contacted seemed to unnaturally stall while the letters were being exchanged, the enemy forces called back in by their commanders for reasons even they did not truly understand. In which the desperate cliques of Yunaan and Sichuan leapt at the chance for redemption, as their battles earlier in the civil wars had devastated them. The ruler of the Shanxi, General Yan Xishan actually began a personal correspondence with the Khan, in which they discovered they had more in common than they would have thought, and the general took the opportunity to save his province from poverty. The Anhuim took considerable more effort to push into agreement, a week longer than the others. but after promise after promise and significant pushing from the inside, the Anhuim clique had it's hat in the ring.

The four cliques would begin a march inevitably to the same destination. Millions of soldiers of different creeds moved onwards to the Guangdong lands, all with the unknown intention of extending the lifespan of the warlord era. All with the known intention of slaughtering as many of the DAC as they could all for a few more silver dragons from the Mongolian overlords.
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