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Postby Daniel-Franklin » Mon Jan 24, 2022 6:17 am

"We have a navy of twelve corvettes, twenty-six patrol boats, nine submarines, six frigates, two cruisers, four landing craft, and eight destroyers. Twenty-five thousand sailors and marines, two naval shipyards, two naval stations, on the northern coast, the other in the south. Southern Fleet Command is held these days, a quite recent appointment due to purges, by Vice-Admiral Odoacer Bell, the Chief of Operations for SFC. He can provide you with more details, but at present, Southern Fleet Command consists of: six corvettes, thirteen patrol boats, five submarines, one cruiser that serves as the flagship, namely the Deborah, two landing craft, three frigates, and four destroyers. It's slightly larger and stronger than Northern Fleet Command, due to the recent shift in focus to offensive operations in the South.

"Northern Fleet Command, under Vice-Admiral Eric Botham, naturally has one cruiser, three frigates, four destroyers, four submarines, two landing craft, six corvettes, and thirteen patrol boats. That's not counting any coastal cutters used by both fleets, for our navy doubles as our coast guard. Air Command is held in the South by Air Vice-Marshal Jean-Luc Mirage, Chief of Operations. He has fifteen thousand airmen, some two hundred fighters, two hundred fifty multirole aircraft, fifty-five medium-range bombers, thirty ground attack aircraft, fifteen maritime patrol aircraft, and eighteen transport or cargo jets, plus another twenty-two propeller-based cargo planes, as well as fifteen utility helicopters, five surveillance-reconnaissance aircraft, and twenty attack helicopters. That's a respectable air force, I hope, not counting the Northern Air Command.

"The army presently is weaker in the south than in the north, but we're in the process of shifting to a defensive focus up there, as mentioned, so we're augmenting our Southern War Theater of Operations under Major General Keith Farrell. General Farrell presently has mobilized some one-hundred fifty thousand regulars, another one-hundred fifty thousand reservists, and two hundred thousand Home Guard or militia troops. He has thus a total of half a million troops under arms, of which three-hundred fifty thousand are ground combat soldiers. They are organized into thirty-five combat-ready divisions, at least in theory, with another ten divisions, or one hundred thousand troops, en route from Suchet's Northern War Theater, which still leaves Suchet with another thirty-five divisions with which to defend the Northern Front against Markham. We are confident that Suchet can do better than his predecessors, albeit with fewer men under his command," Grand Admiral Theron Gaillard stipulated his confidence in the new arrangements.

"What should also be noted is that, having the military at full capacity, along with the rebel forces in such large numbers, would take a toll on the economy, spending a good amount of national wealth and resources in a war economy model. Austerity and rationing were sure to result, but that was necessary to win the war. Everyone must sacrifice, particularly the civilians who've had it so easy of late," said Murray, "we must all give to the cause of the Lord of Hosts, for only then will He deliver our foes into our hands. With considerable aid from Kerkland, of course."

"We should also consider the inferior quality of the Home Guard militia, which are two-fifths of the government troops. They are typically used for local and minor civil disturbance, so were not as well versed, until lately, that is, in counter-insurgency warfare. Compared to the regulars and even the reservists, the Home Guard troops leave much to be desired, many of them older citizen-soldiers who finish their regular and reserve service. Home Guard have been under clear orders not to compete with Regular or Reserve Army forces for younger, more able-bodied recruits, so would naturally consist of middle-aged and aging men, if still able-bodied due to regular drills and tough physical fitness standards. That is one good thing with the Home Guard. They might be rusty, but they are still fit and strong for their ages," Blake recalled.

"And no one could fault their religious zeal. Especially these days since the Purges began," Air Marshal Humbert Danning added with pride.
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Postby Kerkland » Mon Jan 24, 2022 8:35 am

Christopher
Daniel-Franklin wrote:"We have a navy of twelve corvettes, twenty-six patrol boats, nine submarines, six frigates, two cruisers, four landing craft, and eight destroyers. Twenty-five thousand sailors and marines, two naval shipyards, two naval stations, on the northern coast, the other in the south. Southern Fleet Command is held these days, a quite recent appointment due to purges, by Vice-Admiral Odoacer Bell, the Chief of Operations for SFC. He can provide you with more details, but at present, Southern Fleet Command consists of: six corvettes, thirteen patrol boats, five submarines, one cruiser that serves as the flagship, namely the Deborah, two landing craft, three frigates, and four destroyers. It's slightly larger and stronger than Northern Fleet Command, due to the recent shift in focus to offensive operations in the South.

"Northern Fleet Command, under Vice-Admiral Eric Botham, naturally has one cruiser, three frigates, four destroyers, four submarines, two landing craft, six corvettes, and thirteen patrol boats. That's not counting any coastal cutters used by both fleets, for our navy doubles as our coast guard. Air Command is held in the South by Air Vice-Marshal Jean-Luc Mirage, Chief of Operations. He has fifteen thousand airmen, some two hundred fighters, two hundred fifty multirole aircraft, fifty-five medium-range bombers, thirty ground attack aircraft, fifteen maritime patrol aircraft, and eighteen transport or cargo jets, plus another twenty-two propeller-based cargo planes, as well as fifteen utility helicopters, five surveillance-reconnaissance aircraft, and twenty attack helicopters. That's a respectable air force, I hope, not counting the Northern Air Command.

"The army presently is weaker in the south than in the north, but we're in the process of shifting to a defensive focus up there, as mentioned, so we're augmenting our Southern War Theater of Operations under Major General Keith Farrell. General Farrell presently has mobilized some one-hundred fifty thousand regulars, another one-hundred fifty thousand reservists, and two hundred thousand Home Guard or militia troops. He has thus a total of half a million troops under arms, of which three-hundred fifty thousand are ground combat soldiers. They are organized into thirty-five combat-ready divisions, at least in theory, with another ten divisions, or one hundred thousand troops, en route from Suchet's Northern War Theater, which still leaves Suchet with another thirty-five divisions with which to defend the Northern Front against Markham. We are confident that Suchet can do better than his predecessors, albeit with fewer men under his command," Grand Admiral Theron Gaillard stipulated his confidence in the new arrangements.

Listening to the Grand Admiral list off the warships, planes, and soldiers available to Daniel-Franklin, Colonel Jacobson felt a tinge of embarrassment. To supplement all of this immense collection of military power, Kerkland had sent a mere fifteen thousand men and three warships. It was like adding a single pebble to the bed of a river. But he tried to keep that feeling of inadequacy from showing on his face. Yes, the Expeditionary Corps was small compared to the six-digit armies that Daniel-Franklin had mustered. But it represented nearly one-fifth of the Commonwealth's armed forces. Judged by that standard, it was a massive commitment and a powerful gesture of support.

Daniel-Franklin wrote:"Everyone must sacrifice, particularly the civilians who've had it so easy of late," said Murray, "we must all give to the cause of the Lord of Hosts, for only then will He deliver our foes into our hands. With considerable aid from Kerkland, of course."

"Of course," Colonel Jacobson said. "In addition to the Expeditionary Corps, the transports will also bring fuel and other supplies which can help to revitalize your forces. As for the home front, I am sure your people will bear whatever sacrifices are needed without question. It should be an honor to give up material comforts, if it brings swifter victory on the battlefield."

Daniel-Franklin wrote:"That is one good thing with the Home Guard. They might be rusty, but they are still fit and strong for their ages," Blake recalled.

"And no one could fault their religious zeal. Especially these days since the Purges began," Air Marshal Humbert Danning added with pride.

"That zeal is our advantage," Jacobson affirmed. "Our soldiers will march into battle with the love of God in their hearts, and He will strengthen their arm. The godless socialists and the royalist relics have nothing but pay or plunder to motivate their men."

"The rebels have had their chance to strike with surprise," the colonel said. "And despite their blows you still stand. Now, with our combined strength, we can end this destructive conflict and return peace and order to your nation. The rot in their souls is a mortal weakness. One good blow will topple this dauphin's house of cards. What estimate do we have of the strength of the royalist forces?"
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Postby Saint Marcel » Tue Jan 25, 2022 1:32 am

Women had played an important role in the Revolution in Saint Marcel. Many of these had had the role of messengers, nurses, in food preparation, secretarial work and in other support roles. However, when many of the leaders were initially rounded up and shot, imprisoned or exiles, some women had carried on with the work of urging the people to rise up against their oppressors. Giselle Villefranche was among these, a Creole woman of great passion whose speeches urged people on to courage, and who had served in the General Assembly and as Chair of the Committee of Justice until she died of a fever. Maxine Roche had raised a force of guerilla fighters against their colonial masters, ambushing convoys, robbing banks and attacking depots.

They were not without their present day struggles. Women were still more likely to have poor education, poor technical training, and lack of opportunity to rise in the ranks of the party, particularly women of the lowest classes in the country. Some of the regional organizers looked eagerly forward to the distribution of the foreign printed textbooks and the teachers who were to come.

In the meantime, the government, in all its aspects, fiercely denounced the oppression of women in Kerkland and Daniel-Franklin. A renewed set of demands was sent to both governments, with no encryption and addressing both the respective governments and their peoples directly. Both nations must: allow women the vote, allow them to run businesses and achieve the highest academic degrees, permit them access to all military and emergency services that they were physically capable of qualifying for, improve the status of women focused health care, and immediately appoint committees and ministries that would oversee these changes of policy.

Saint Marcel's government did not claim any responsibility for civil unrest in either country. It was, however, observed that if tyrants oppressed their people, it was logical that said people would resist that authority. "Kick a dog without fairness, deny it it's share of food and water, treat it like vermin, and pretty soon, it will bite," observed President Dieudonne.

Women marched in the larger cities of Saint Marcel, with signs that showed women of Kerland and Daniel-Franklin treated like slaves, forbidden to learn or study, forbidden to enjoy the natural rights that all people should have. The women chanted "Free women now!" fiercely, and all this was filmed.

"If some of us are slaves, none of us are free," Maxine Roche shouted to a feisty crowd of cheering workers, mostly made up of women, many of them descended from slaves themselves. "Leaders of Kerkland and Daniel-Franklin: free the women!"

"FREE THE WOMEN!" the marchers chanted over and over.

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Postby Kerkland » Tue Jan 25, 2022 7:51 am

Saint Marcel wrote:Women marched in the larger cities of Saint Marcel, with signs that showed women of Kerland and Daniel-Franklin treated like slaves, forbidden to learn or study, forbidden to enjoy the natural rights that all people should have. The women chanted "Free women now!" fiercely, and all this was filmed.

"If some of us are slaves, none of us are free," Maxine Roche shouted to a feisty crowd of cheering workers, mostly made up of women, many of them descended from slaves themselves. "Leaders of Kerkland and Daniel-Franklin: free the women!"

"FREE THE WOMEN!" the marchers chanted over and over.

The Ministry of Truth organized large assemblies in New Jerusalem and Whiterose, where public prayers were offered for the salvation of those condemned to the yoke of "atheistic communism." These rallies were heavily attended by members of the local chapter of the Women's League, a state-run organization which provided a social organization for women as well as services like midwives and nannies. In their uniform dresses, these women stood silent but centered as exemplars of the Good Woman: virtuous, caring, and not merely obedient to social and patriarchal superiors, but content in her place in society. Church leaders gave fiery sermons denouncing the enemies of the Commonwealth. They linked the neighboring socialist regime of Madawaska, the communists in Saint-Marcel, and the rising tensions with the Turks as part of a grand scheme to encircle and destroy Christian civilization. And as for the claims of women's liberation, these preachers scoffed, one had only to look past the falsehoods spewed by the servants of the Devil and bear witness to the Truth.

"The communist howls like a wolf about equality, about freedom, but what do we see in Saint Marcel? We see the bonds of social order dissolved to fit the mad ravings of dead philosophers! We see the family treated as an institution to be destroyed. We see women, deprived of the protection of their fathers and brothers and husbands, sent out to endure unspeakable depravities in the name of so-called freedom. Our blessed Commonwealth offers security, protection, and purpose to men and women alike. It shelters them from abuse and shields them from poverty. The communist offers the freedom to starve on the streets! The freedom to endure the groping of the factory boss! I pray for the women of Saint Marcel. I pray that they receive swift deliverance from their plight, and the scales of ignorance fall from their eyes."
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Postby Daniel-Franklin » Tue Jan 25, 2022 9:06 am

"Roughly one-hundred twenty thousand regulars, eighty thousand reservists, and sixty thousand Home Guard troops, organized into twenty-six divisions, with roughly one hundred aircraft in their air force, half of them fighters, another quarter of them ground attack aircraft, the rest being either utility helicopters or cargo jets. Their lack of air parity is another opportunity. As you can see, if we can take their ports, their navy will wither on the vine. We don't need to take those by sea. We can divert and distract them at sea. We can take those ports by land and force them off our soil at last. At worst, we'll force them onto islands that can't support or sustain such a large fleet. As I said, it will wither on the vine from lack of resources and supplies," Murray took over the discussion for the moment, albeit with Blake's blessing.

"What I hope to see is a pincer of sorts, with your forces attacking on unexpected fronts while we launch our offensive, especially with an eye toward obliterating their morale. Here are some maps that should give you ideas, but I trust you to devise the attacks, especially as that means that the enemy will have no clue where to expect them...if they have any spies, they won't learn anything useful about your assaults. We can also co-ordinate our air assaults to damage their transportation and fuel centers. Let them suffer some fuel shortages for a change!" Blake now added.

“Their supreme field commander appears to be Marshal Jean-Jules Armand du Port, the Marquis de la Croix. He is seventy-one years old and suffering from emphysema, but he can’t be dislodged yet from his post. That’s an advantage in terms of poor health in an enemy commander, but it also gives him potential superior knowledge and experience that he can exploit. The senior generals are all titled aristocrats as well, though their Air Force is evidently more meritocratic than that. For what good that does them.”

The Franklinites now awaited the Kerkland response.
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Postby Kerkland » Tue Jan 25, 2022 11:24 am

Christopher
Daniel-Franklin wrote:"What I hope to see is a pincer of sorts, with your forces attacking on unexpected fronts while we launch our offensive, especially with an eye toward obliterating their morale. Here are some maps that should give you ideas, but I trust you to devise the attacks, especially as that means that the enemy will have no clue where to expect them...if they have any spies, they won't learn anything useful about your assaults. We can also co-ordinate our air assaults to damage their transportation and fuel centers. Let them suffer some fuel shortages for a change!" Blake now added.

Colonel Jacobson nodded. "It's a sound plan. Our force will be the swift knife in the side, while your greater numbers pin the enemy in place and prevent them from responding to our advance. This Dauphin has been away from your country for decades. No doubt he has a small coterie of devoted supporters, but I imagine that most of his soldiers are either deluded or ignorant. As you say, their morale should be our principal target. A few decisive victories will show the masses that they have made a poor choice, and they will flock to your banner."

The Coast

The transports bearing the Expeditionary Corps had arrived at one of the government-controlled ports. It had been a smooth voyage, for the most part. Thankfully, the fleet had sailed during the time when the ocean was typically at its calmest. No horrible storm tossed or turned the vessels, and the soldiers aboard the ships had suffered nothing more than seasickness, cramped conditions, and boredom. The officers had done their best to combat this latter scourge with frequent exercise, assemblies, and other activities. The ships which carried the Kerkish force were not purpose-built troopships, and this caused occasional discomforts or inconveniences. But, as the coastline of Daniel-Franklin grew larger and larger, General Ezekiel Merit considered that things had gone about as well as they could have.

"Commodore Weston will handle the approach and all the arrangements for docking and offloading," General Merit told his subordinates. "The faster the army is off of these rust bucket transports, the better." Colonel Jacobson had contacted the fleet and passed on the results of his meeting with the Daniel-Franklin top brass. The strategy outlined by Blake seemed sound enough, and General Merit trusted his former aide not to pledge anything that was outside the Expeditionary Corps' capacity to achieve. He knew that his men would be itching to get off the ships and get to grips with the enemy: after the voyage full of propaganda and sermons demonizing their soon-to-be opponents and valorizing the mission, they were eager for a fight.
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Postby Daniel-Franklin » Tue Jan 25, 2022 10:09 pm

A blizzard of anti-feminist propaganda and sermons followed, not to mention hostile editorials in government-approved journals. The nightly news was full of scenes from Saint-Marcel, even as General Turner gave a televised address to the world, in which he answered the accusations and demands of the "monstrous regiment of women."

"By all means, keep trying to subvert us, for that is the task assigned to you by Lucifer, the Son of the Morning, the Fallen One. For it was he who first tempted Eve to sin with promises of becoming divine. This whole 'Goddess/Gaia' nonsense started there, in Eden, and only there, where Satan through the wicked serpent deceived Eve and she fell first, after which Adam fell out of his love for her, which was sadly greater than his love for God. Keep at it, for our God is mighty and His right hand and sword arm shall prevail against all of His many enemies. He shall grind them to dust and rule with a rod of iron.

"Come, behold the works of the LORD, what desolations He hath made in the Earth! He maketh wars to cease unto the end of the Earth. He breaketh the bow and cutteth the spear in sunder. He burneth the chariot in the fire. Be still and know that I am God. I will be exalted among the heathen. I will be exalted in the Earth. So, do your worst, enemies of God, His Son, His Church, and the family ordained by God. These are holy things and you cannot prevail against them. God shall bring you low and deliver you into our hands. God shall humble you who refuse to abase yourselves before him, just as God brought Nimrod and Nebuchadnezzar low in their haughty and sinful pride. Just as God shall bring Satan himself to his very knees. And the God of Peace shall soon crush Satan underneath our feet.

"For, if God is for us, who can be against us? Who is on the LORD's side? Who will stand with the LORD GOD of Hosts? We are soldiers of Christ and we shall prove that He, not Man, is truly King in the Heavens and the Earth. As to these accusations, they are false. The women of our country are free to be women, to be feminine, to choose the right over the wrong, and to keep the fires of hearth and home burning while men endure the stresses and burdens of a man's life of toil and strife. That is the greatest freedom of all for a woman, to be free to serve God, Family, and Fatherland. Those demands would reduce women to something of a travesty of womanhood, unable to serve their God and their husbands due to the taxing obligations of careerism. For a woman, that life is drudgery and misery, not glory or liberation. That is no freedom worthy of a revolution at all."

As soon as Turner finished giving that fiery, preachy address, he went back to his desk and signed off on the formal decree replacing firing squads with hangings for civilians, in order to save ammunition. Even with a lead exporter like Daniel-Franklin, there were logistical limits, after all. Firing squads were fine in peacetime. In wartime, they were too expensive and cost far too much lead, even for a lead-mining nation like Daniel-Franklin. Of course, Markham had already replaced firing squads with guillotines and so had the Royalists, in fact. Leave it to those profligates not to grasp the point of hanging. They want the quickest, most mechanical forms of death. I want to inspire holy terror. And I shall.
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Open Letter To The Monarchs of The World!

Postby Daniel-Franklin » Sat Jan 29, 2022 11:39 pm

From: His Christian Majesty, Charles XIII, by the Grace of God, King of Daniel-Franklin
To: The Crowned Heads of The World


To wit, namely, that the illegal military regime of General Adam Turner is now faced with real resistance, not only from us, but also from the socialist insurgents commanded by Elias Markham and his many commissars. It is most urgent that, given the material disadvantages suffered by loyal monarchists in Daniel-Franklin in our just cause of rescuing our patrimony from Evangelical tyranny, that those countries and monarchies who are sympathetic to our purpose lend practical aid as quickly as feasible. This assistance could vary from funding to manpower (such as volunteers for our new Royal Foreign Legion) to diplomatic and economic pressure on the lawless, fanatical junta in Christopher. Any and all aid shall be properly used and received with gratitude and appreciation by the lawful sovereign of Daniel-Franklin, King Charles XIII. The very soul of the nation is now at stake, as is the durability and longevity of monarchies everywhere.

In gratitude,
His Christian Majesty, Charles XIII, King of Daniel-Franklin
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Postby Daniel-Franklin » Sun Jan 30, 2022 10:56 pm

Tarshish, Jonah County,
Daniel-Franklin


Greeting Weston would be Major General Keith Farrell, Commander-in-Chief of the Southern War Theater of Operations, along with Vice-Admiral Odoacer Bell, Chief of Operations for the Southern Fleet Command, and Air Vice-Marshal Jean-Luc Mirage, Chief of Operations for the Southern Air Command, Major General Laurent Savary, Commander of the 32nd Mechanized Infantry Division, and Vice-Admiral Truman Shippe of the Tarshish Naval Station, which hosted the new arrivals and greeted them as brethren and fellow soldiers in Christ. A marine honor guard, commanded by Lieutenant Arlen Schwartz of the 1st Naval Infantry Battalion, was first to welcome Weston directly onto Franklinite soil at the port city of Tarshish. Also present was the Mayor of Tarshish, a very fat, but pious fellow named William Grover, with his wife, Elaine, who seemed a bit distracted for some odd reason. It might have had something to do with Weston himself, as she found him rather dashing in an exotic way. Of course, her husband was entirely oblivious as to the unintended rivalry for his wife's affections. Completing the scene was Reverend Brigadier Justin Cass, the Chief Chaplain of the Southern War Theater of Operations.

"Welcome to Tarshish, Commodore Weston, and of course, to Daniel-Franklin and the Southern Front. Our own navy is hosting you, of course, so they will assist your officers and men with unloading and shelter. Supper is in the Saint Abigail Mess Hall of the Tarshish Naval Station. We hope that we find you well, and as for any with injuries, sea sickness, or any other ailments, there is also the Saint Lazarus Naval Hospital. We have plenty of accommodations for the officers and men alike, including the chapel, of course, for their spiritual needs. Lieutenant Schwartz here, of course, is in charge of the honor guard drawn from the naval infantry. How was your voyage? Did God grant you peace and solace on the eve of battle?" General Farrell made a point of speaking first, of course, and others took their cues from the CINC.

After all, few things were quite so powerful as the commanding general of any field army.
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Postby Kerkland » Mon Jan 31, 2022 8:52 am

Tarshish

It was a bad omen, sailing into the port of Tarshish. The name of the Biblical port which Jonah had chosen as the place where he would flee from the Lord's command that he deliver divine notice to Nineveh. It was also named as a source of the great wealth of the ancient kings of Israel, before they displeased the Lord and were delivered unto their enemies. Certainly not encouraging references for Commodore Weston, General Merit, and the rest of the Expeditionary Corps, all well-schooled in the stories of the Bible. Yet their docking came without divine wrath, and the men soon found their excitement to finally be off the ships and back onto dry land outweighed any nervousness that might have felt about the name of their port of call.

Daniel-Franklin wrote:"Welcome to Tarshish, Commodore Weston, and of course, to Daniel-Franklin and the Southern Front. Our own navy is hosting you, of course, so they will assist your officers and men with unloading and shelter. Supper is in the Saint Abigail Mess Hall of the Tarshish Naval Station. We hope that we find you well, and as for any with injuries, sea sickness, or any other ailments, there is also the Saint Lazarus Naval Hospital. We have plenty of accommodations for the officers and men alike, including the chapel, of course, for their spiritual needs. Lieutenant Schwartz here, of course, is in charge of the honor guard drawn from the naval infantry. How was your voyage? Did God grant you peace and solace on the eve of battle?"

Commodore Philip Weston, General Ezekiel Merit, and a small coterie of their staff and subordinates traveled from the fleet to the dock to meet the Franklinite officers who were waiting to welcome them. The individual skippers and pilots began to maneuver the vessels into place for offloading as the top brass met.

"Our voyage was calm, thank the Lord," Commodore Weston said. He seemed unaware of the mayor's wife and her distraction, but he did have a seaman's rugged handsomeness. "We have no need for medical facilities yet. Allow me to introduce General Ezekiel Merit, the commander of the Expeditionary Corps."

"Honored to be here," General Merit said. "My men are ready and eager to fight alongside yours."

The most important orders of business, once the soldiers had been unloaded and fed, was to arrange their transportation down to the front lines. General Merit and his staff had spent some time on the final leg of the voyage going over the available maps of Daniel-Franklin, paying especially close attention to the counties where the Royalists were pushing. They had developed a few ideas for potential offensives that the Expeditionary Corps could undertake.

"The Corps will need a blooding," Merit told General Farrell. "Something to get them a taste of battle. We've had border skirmishes and counter-insurgency operations, but it's a poor substitute for major combat. The sooner they get some real experience, the better."

Brigadier Charles Shafer, commander of the Corps' armored brigade, had an important question. "What sort of armor do the Royalists have at their disposal?"

Christopher

Lieutenant Commander Harold Elliott had become slightly fixated on one Rachel Corday. She was one of the Auxiliary Corps women that had served him and the other Kerks during the recent meeting with the Franklinite government. Her beauty was still bright in his memory, and he needed to see her again. And he thought it would be simple enough to earn her trust and affection - after all, he was not only a handsome officer, but he was well-connected. As a member of the Kerkish embassy's staff, he could obtain all sorts of luxuries and favors to win hers. And Rachel seemed like a good girl, who would no doubt be eager to become the wife of a dashing foreign officer. By the time she realized he had no intention of wedding her, he would have had his fun. So Lieutenant Commander Elliott wrote Ms. Corday a letter, expressing his interest in seeing her again outside the context of work.
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Postby Saint Marcel » Mon Jan 31, 2022 3:20 pm

Foreigners from Janpia had arrived in Saint Marcel rather quietly, without fanfare, though they were greeted with great politeness. Saint Marcellais folks in general did not shake hands much and touched hands rather than vigorously shaking them; a soft touch and a smiling friendly greeting. With one another they could be more warm and friendly, embracing, cheek kissing and the like. A nice set of Citroens moved the foreigners to the Ministry of Defense building for initial meetings. They almost fainted in the heat and were relieved to find that there were ceiling fans and cooling shade inside.

The hand-over crew, meanwhile, were all made up of people who had trained in the tropics and were acclimatized already though not to the particular area. They had had their shots and arrived ready to get to work. Their most important duty was training the Saint Marcel crew in handling the frigate. The crew were surprised to see a Rear-Admiral aboard. Admiral Thierry Dumont was not about to let a mere commander run the prize vessel of the nation! However, he did not like to be told what to do by foreigners or subordinates and so he spent the whole time sitting like a stone idol on the bridge, not speaking and apparently deaf. He drank a great deal of iced coffee and then spent a while in the head.

Commander Nivelle was afraid of damaging the ship, and was very cautious. Moving her around the bay nearly gave him a heart attack; it always worried him how far the ship would move before turning or coming to a stop. He almost fawned on both the admiral and the hand over crew leader, while still trying to hold together some shreds of his dignity.

Lieutenant-Commander Frontenac was another matter. He was painfully aware that he was only promoted because of the high place his father had in the Party, representing his city, being a Popular Militia leader and member of the General Assembly, sitting on the People's Committee for Defense. He loved to read, and loved boats and ships even though he was prone to seasickness and nausea whenever he started at sea. It always took him a day or two to get used to it. He was a gangly young man who needed glasses to read and he knew he should have, at best, being a junior lieutenant. But there was no help for it; his father had insisted, it had happened, and the only other course was to resign. He would never resign though. If the admiral was indifferent, and Nivelle was eager to please to the point of lying about what he understood, Frontenac was almost like an eager schoolboy, following the hand over crew around, up companionways and down hatches, peering at instruments and schematics, and taking many notes.

The other vessels in the fleet would be far easier to handle. Their main role was to be intimidating towards smugglers and pirates, and warn of any impending landings by such folk or possibly by Daniel-Franklin or Kerkland seeking to (in the wild fantasies of the Ministry of Defense) land commandos for sabotage and wrecking. Even the Naval Infantry was bound to small craft for moving them up and down coasts or along the two largest rivers. The largest operation they had ever done was against a pirate stronghold, if one did not count the Revolution, years and years ago.

As the naval officers of the nation crammed into a Citroen and headed back into the port city after one day's work, Admiral Dumont grumbled, "Frontenac, you are a fool."

"I beg the Comrade Admiral's pardon?" said Frontenac, turning to look at him.

"Do you really think that our single frigate will ever defend us against an attack by Daniel-Franklin, Kerkland, or any other fascist nation? We will be so badly outnumbered and outgunned that we will be lucky to annoy them." the admiral said. "So why are you running up and down the ship like a monkey?"

"Because it is my duty, Comrade Admiral," said Frontenac.

Admiral Dumont shook his head and looked out the window at the passing warehouses that began to blend into mango groves and shacks. "Fool," he said.

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Postby Daniel-Franklin » Mon Jan 31, 2022 9:43 pm

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"I believe that the Royalists command the 1st, 9th, and 17th Armored Divisions, as well as the elite Montagnard Division that has limited light armor. The Montagnards are the only un-numerated unit in the Royalist army and they are primarily responsible for guarding the Canton de Palais, the Palace District, itself. Especially the Palais de la Rouge, the Red Palace. It's typically wasteful of the Royalists to use up so much manpower for an area that could well be safeguarded by a battalion or at most a regiment. But then the Dauphin is evidently rather paranoid about his own skin, and those rustics are frankly rather fiercely loyal to him. If and when we should surround him, he won't go down without a scrap, I can promise you that much. He has to fear for his eternal soul, after all, if nothing else.

"As for the rest of their army, it's mostly mechanized infantry, albeit with significant artillery forces, mostly 88 mm and 101 mm howitzers. And of course, many of them are Home Guard, but there are plenty of regulars and reservists, too. They do have gendarmes as well, the police, but that's hardly a military force. Not even close. Still, we underestimate them at our peril, especially now that he has crowned and anointed himself King Charles XIII and appealed for aid to the crowned heads of the world. If they get volunteers, that could be the whole enchilada, if we're not careful. Then again, maybe not, of course. God is with us, of course. Just a warning," Farrell cautioned Merit after the pleasantries during their mess.
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Postby Daniel-Franklin » Mon Jan 31, 2022 10:54 pm

To: Albert Dieudonne, President of Saint-Marcel; Beatrice de L'Isle, Minister of Foreign Affairs
From: Major General Elias Markham; Jeanne Thierry; Dr. Arnold Schumann; Sam Forrest; Bishop Walter Gordon, the State Council for Defense

Comrades,

It should come to your attention that, despite the good news of our admission to the International Socialist Congress as an observer, we are facing the arrival of the Kerkland military expeditionary corps in the southern part. While we do not weep for the likely doomed Royalist faction and their so-called King, the Dauphin, our intelligence indicates that once he is crushed, we are next. We believe that this intelligence should be shared with our comrades in the Janpian forces in particular posthaste, in case it affects them as well.

Thank you in advance for your comradeship and co-operation. May the tides of history take us far together toward the revolution and liberation of all peoples everywhere.

Sincerely,
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Postby Saint Marcel » Mon Jan 31, 2022 11:40 pm

To: Major General Elias Markham; Jeanne Thierry; Dr. Arnold Schumann; Sam Forrest; Bishop Walter Gordon, the State Council for Defense
From: President Albert Dieudonne
Encryption:Sent by secret message



Comrades!

Our hearts go out to you at this dreadful hour! Make no mistake: fascists will fight one another gladly, but it is only so that they can tyrannize the people and stuff the profits down their greedy gullets! The theocratic fascist dictatorship in your country only wants the monarchists out of the way because they will gladly fall into factions, like scavengers greedy for the blood and bones of the proletariat!

What they do not reckon on is the spirit of that proletariat--not some mystical nonsense--that will rise up because of the need in human beings for freedom, fairness, and truth. These things can only be achieved in a truly socialist state, where industry is put in the control of the people, not in an authoritarian government, in bourgeois capitalism, or in a traditionalist aristocracy. The people are a force that is like the tide and cannot be denied!

This is not mere rhetoric. In this hour, Saint Marcel stands with Daniel-Franklin. I hope you have seen the demonstrations taking place here to keep the battle for women's rights in your country a living flame in the minds of our people. We will not forget you, and when danger comes, we will be ready. We are getting ready now.

Comrades, rally to the red banners, and the great fight we shall face!

Sincerely,
President Albert Dieudonne


Men and boys were being urged to join the Army. Popular Militias were apparently needed for local defense and to help keep law and order, and they acted as recruiters as well, and so there were were slogans and posters marked on many a shop wall. In the streets of the cities, there were soldiers everywhere.

There was a fight called the Battle of the Storm. Soldiers fired bullets at a tornado, where they joined the tree branches and sheets of corrugated metal flying like leaves through the weather beaten sky. The bullets as well as the debris had to land somewhere, and those experienced in disasters hid as best they could. The soldiers were asked, by an officer shouting from the shelter of an old brick colonial building, what the devil they were shooting at. The soldiers generally replied that they were aiming to kill the devil in the wind.

Soldiers manned checkpoints and patted down anyone leaving or entering official buildings. Soldiers in cotton uniforms carrying Kalashnikovs lounged at urban association gates or strolled down back streets, looking, listening, threatening. Some people suspected that behind the Popular Militias, the police officers, the soldiers in uniform, there were secret security forces called the Blue Guards that roamed the shadows.

The soldiers not on the streets were training. They were at firing ranges, they were being forced to run like goats, they were being made to disassemble their rifles and put them back together again; they were being made to learn radio signals and drive and maintain vehicles.

There were words everywhere, shouting from newspapers, strung up across streets, blaring from loudspeakers, towering two stories high on government buildings, over and over, "Marxism-Leninism is our guide! Revolutionary Motherland or Death! Down with fascism! Down with imperialism! Long live Proletarian Internationalism! The oppressed masses shall be victorious!"
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Postby Cenepa » Tue Feb 01, 2022 11:34 am

Cenepa City, Cenepa

The mood in the little street side bar was tense. It was a hot night and the room was filled with smoke and grime. A 21-inch color television was hung up in the corner over the bar. A string of green Christmas lights was hung along the concrete wall next to old tattered posters advertising Cenepeño the local beer. The group of men and boys crowded around the bar to see the TV in the corner. Cenepa was in a match with Saint Marcel to qualify for the regional cup tournament. The game had been close one all, with Cenepa in possession of the ball during most of the extra time.

“Ayyy we could drive if those French women stopped laying on the ground and wasting all of the time!” one of the patrons screamed.

The voice was joined in a chorus of agreement. As the four minutes of extra time slowly ended it was announced that a shootout would take place to decide the winner. The men all around the bar were on the edge of their seats as the Cenepa team totally botched their shots and were defeated by Saint Marcel. The men in the bar were riotous and poured out into the street shouting and screaming.

All over the capital men were pouring out. Their rage was clear and they began smashing in windows and setting cars a light. The police reacted depending on the neighborhood. The riot squads were sent to protect the homes of the elite, while patrol officers in poor neighborhoods were as likely to join in on the mayhem as to try to stop it.

Soon blacks, who naturally were assumed to be leftist French from that cheating and lying neighbor were the victims of attacks. Many were beaten and robbed, and a few lay dying in the gutters as the populace of Cenepa took out their rage on the men of hated Saint Marcel.

Some police precincts began breaking into apartments and hotel rooms where it was suspected that the dark communistas were staying, and immediately placed them under arrest for subversion and espionage. The riots continued for three days, with the government announcing that the border was to be closed because of fifth columnists that had infiltrated from Saint Marcel. The people were encouraged to report any French to the police so they could be investigated, put on trial, or deported.

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Postby Kerkland » Tue Feb 01, 2022 5:41 pm

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Daniel-Franklin wrote:"I believe that the Royalists command the 1st, 9th, and 17th Armored Divisions, as well as the elite Montagnard Division that has limited light armor. The Montagnards are the only un-numerated unit in the Royalist army and they are primarily responsible for guarding the Canton de Palais, the Palace District, itself. Especially the Palais de la Rouge, the Red Palace. It's typically wasteful of the Royalists to use up so much manpower for an area that could well be safeguarded by a battalion or at most a regiment. But then the Dauphin is evidently rather paranoid about his own skin, and those rustics are frankly rather fiercely loyal to him. If and when we should surround him, he won't go down without a scrap, I can promise you that much. He has to fear for his eternal soul, after all, if nothing else.

"As for the rest of their army, it's mostly mechanized infantry, albeit with significant artillery forces, mostly 88 mm and 101 mm howitzers. And of course, many of them are Home Guard, but there are plenty of regulars and reservists, too. They do have gendarmes as well, the police, but that's hardly a military force. Not even close. Still, we underestimate them at our peril, especially now that he has crowned and anointed himself King Charles XIII and appealed for aid to the crowned heads of the world. If they get volunteers, that could be the whole enchilada, if we're not careful. Then again, maybe not, of course. God is with us, of course. Just a warning," Farrell cautioned Merit after the pleasantries during their mess.

Three armored divisions, and against them General Merit's Expeditionary Corps could muster just one armored brigade. Of course, the Kerks would not be facing this enemy alone. Per the report that Colonel Jacobson had transmitted, the Franklinites had ten times the number of men that Kerkland had sent to assist them. His Corps was just a bit more weight on the scales. This thought alternately annoyed and comforted him.

"Crowning himself king just shows his arrogance," Merit proclaimed. "He thinks the war won already."

"Or he's desperate," Commodore Weston suggested. "If, as you say, foreign support could tip the balance, but it hasn't arrived yet, maybe he hopes a grander title might finally bring aid."

It was a good point, and General Merit nodded. "All the better reason to deliver him a few defeats, and disabuse any would-be supporters from the notion that he might make good on his claim."

At the general's signal his aide, a pudgy captain named Waverley Mason, took out a map which the command staff had drawn up a proposal for offensive action. The map of southern Daniel-Franklin was marked with the Kerks' best estimates of the current frontlines, as well as a series of arrows marking their anticipated action. Most of them seemed clustered around a medium-sized town near to the front, which sat at the center of a spider's web of road and rail connections that spread out across the region.

"Now, our intelligence on the situation might be outdated," General Merit cautioned. "But based on the front lines and reports that we received during our voyage, I believe this point provides a chance to not only deliver a check to the royalists, but also get my boys some experience in open battle. This town here is a major transportation hub. Taking it back would seriously disrupt their ability to move men and supplies across the front."

Captain Mason spread the map out on the table between the Kerkish officers and the Franklintes, so that everyone could see more clearly.

"I propose that your forces," he looked up at General Farrell, "Launch diversionary and demonstration attacks elsewhere along the front, to distract the enemy and pin him in place. Then my Expeditionary Corps will launch an offensive against the city, coming in against their right flank here." His finger traced a marked arrow, an illustrated right hook aimed at the town. "With the Lord's blessing, we'll be able to liberate the town, and put a strangehold on the royalists."

"Which will make them more vulnerable to future offensives," Commodore Weston added.

"What do you say to that, General?"
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Postby Saint Marcel » Wed Feb 02, 2022 6:12 pm

In the major cities of Saint Marcel, there had been threats and some violence against anyone with a Hispanic accent or who did not seem like they came from Saint Marcel, but it was a bit different, because they had won. Most of the disorder had been all the new recruits out on the streets, combined with a lot of people drunk on cheap rum and beer. There were more acts of public pollution and noise of many drummers drumming and many pipers piping and many horn players blowing.

Fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room, barrel-house kings, with feet unstable, sagged and reeled and pounded on the table, Beat an empty barrel with the handle of a broom, hard as they were able, boom, boom, Boom, with a silk umbrella and the handle of a broom. Wild crap-shooters with a whoop and a call, danced the juba in their gambling-hall and laughed fit to kill, and shook the town,and mocked the policemen and laughed them down.

Because of all this, the Central Committee did not launch propaganda about the violent incidents until a day or so later. During the victory celebrations, no one would have listened anyway. Instead, they waited until the hangovers would be just abating, and thick skulls throbbing a bit less, when folk were sullen that the impromptu carnival was over, and they would associate blame for sore head and worry at Cenepois anger together.

"Comrades, this is the Commissar for Communications, Dr. Edouard Latour. As many of you already know, our glorious team, the Rhino Beetles, won the match two days ago against Cenepa. Their team, fed fat on decadent capitalist candy and cake, could not compete against our field hardened men who are hardened by honest proletarian toil! I am proud to tell you that three men: Blondin, Michaud and Remarque, are to be awarded the Medal of Marx for their being valuable players this season. Blondin in particular, who kept playing even though he had a damaged calf muscle, is an inspiration to people all over Saint Marcel and the Internationale!

"I regret, though, to inform you that riots broke out in Cenepa following this, for fascists have no humility and believed that it was outrageous that our team should perform well. Because of this, nearly 200 citizens of Saint Marcel were martyred for Communism, merely for having been there. People who even resembled citizens of Saint Marcel were attacked. There was one poor young woman who...but I will not trouble you with the details of her horrific and shameful fate.

"The Central Committee is determined to demand answers from Cenepa, as well as an apology. I believe that I speak for the whole government when I say that these acts by Cenepa should not stand, that they will not stand!"

Everyone agreed: the people of Cenepa were dogs. Fascist running dogs! They also agreed that it had, all things considered, been a wonderful match.

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Postby Daniel-Franklin » Sun Feb 06, 2022 8:15 am

OOC: Looks excellent, folks. I’m back from a few days away from the keyboard and will respond either tonight or tomorrow morning.
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The Franklinite-Kerklandite War Council

Postby Daniel-Franklin » Sun Feb 06, 2022 9:04 am

The Kerklandites had pointed to Carmel, a city of roughly one hundred sixty thousand people, which lay just outside of Saint-Jeanne County and just inside Manion County, and which represented the high watermark of the Royalist advance along the front. If it could be recaptured, it would be a massive boon to Evangelical morale, not to mention the loss of a serious transportation hub to the Royalists, a massive relief to the government and reduction of the strain on its resources....and an equally decisive source of stress or burden on the Royalist supply lines. Logistically, this would not be a laughable goal...far from it, and if the Kerklandites could retake it, it would be no small contribution to the larger cause of victory for Christ's Kingdom upon Earth.

"The junction city of Carmel....just inside Manion County. Excellent choice. Smashing through the Royalists there would force them back into Saint-Jeanne County, but it would also cost them that vital junction, which would make it more difficult for them to re-supply, and far easier for us to do so. It would also make the costs of a diversion of the front-line troops much more worthwhile. Yes, I'll send a leftward push close enough against their right to draw more troops away from Carmel and reduce the difficulties of retaking the city.

"As for his gesture, well, it's probably the latter instead of the former. To create a veneer of legitimacy in order to lure in foreign assistance. No doubt, he's frustrated at the lack of Royalist volunteers and support from abroad so far. Clearly, he calculated that foreign princes would just jump at the chance and so far, his gamble hasn't worked. Now, perhaps, we'll teach him and the world a lesson that makes anyone wavering think twice before giving him any succor whatsoever. Who wishes to support a losing side, after all?" General Farrell laughed at the prospect of any eager foreign princes getting a sobering lesson in the reality of war.

The most important lesson, of course, being that one should always place faith in God....and keep one's powder dry.
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Markham reacts to the Cenepa riots

Postby Daniel-Franklin » Sun Feb 06, 2022 10:09 pm

An Official Communique of the Committee for National Liberation of Daniel-Franklin


To wit,

The racist riots in Cenepa against the black community there and the predominantly black nation of Saint-Marcel, the latter of whom are our comrades in the global socialist community, and the former of whom are our fellow human beings, are anathema to any decent, sane, progressive nations with any kind of civilized values. We strongly urge the government of that nation to crack down on such sheer brutality, lynching, and mayhem. Failure to do so indicates complicity in such racial violence and must earn the condemnation of all enlightened nations worldwide. The perpetrators of such viciousness should surely be brought to justice in any rational society. We strongly encourage serious measures against the culprits, and until such time as such action is taken, we impose formal economic sanctions against the state of Cenepa, principally a "justice tax" on all goods from said country entering the liberated zones of Daniel-Franklin.

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Postby Cenepa » Mon Feb 07, 2022 11:11 am

Immigration Police Detainment Center
Cuenca, Cenepa

The nervous young woman came into the office where a short and stocky man in the uniform of the immigration police sat going over some papers. He took several minutes looking at them while she sat in silence. He seemed to take his time, while he drank coffee and smoked a cigarette. He finally turned to a typewriter and began asking questions.

Q: I am Sergeant Rojas. Please state your full name for me.
A: Aimee Duvall

Q: Can you spell that?
A: I can’t spell.

Q: What country are you from?
A: Saint Marcell

Q: Were you born there?
A: Yes

Q: What is your birth date?
A: 08/13/73

Q: What are you doing in Cenepa?
A: I have my documents.

Q: What are you doing in Cenepa?
A: Here is my paper for crossing the boder.

Q: That’s not what I asked for you dumb bitch. I asked what are you doing in Cenepa?
A: Coming to sell.

Q: To sell what?
A: The baskets that I make.

Q: You sell baskets?
A: Yes

Q: Cheap trinkets and bullshit?
A: No, sir, they are good baskets.

Q: Why would we want your straw crap?
A:…

Q: Well?
A: I don’t understand.

Q: Is that because you are a mental retard?
A: No.

Q: Then why don’t you understand?
A: Because the people buy the baskets.

Q: Did you come here to spy on the border security?
A: No.

Q: Then why were you arrested near the border checkpoint?
A: Because I was coming to sell?

Q: You are a spy, aren’t you? You come to spy and to report back to the filthy communists, don’t you?
A: What is a communist?

Q: Don’t play dumb you bitch.

The Sergeant took a rather large red stamp and pulled out her border crossing papers and began stamping them with a large void across them. He then took her Saint Marcel National ID and stamped the same on it.

“You are hereby formerly charged with espionage and will await your trial in this holding facility.” The sergeant said and dismissed her to the guards.



Cenepa City, Cenepa

The riots had died down as the anger from the loss had subsided, but now a bigger fear swept through the leadership of Cenepa. Clearly agents of Saint Marcel had stoked the fires and caused the destruction going through the capital. The government began the process of sorting through the people that they had rounded deciding whether to hold and charge or to deport. Most got selected for deportation and were put into holding centers where they waited while truck convoys would come and drive them to the border. Dumping them off with no papers and only the clothes on their backs.

The President had made a speech denouncing the leadership of Saint Marcel for having the nerve to denounce the actions of Cenepa in their defense from what the French had caused.

President Miguel Martínez stood on a balcony wearing his trademark aviators and leather flight jacket, a reminder that he had been an Air Force General before he came to power. He waived a .357 revolver around in his right hand as he talked. His ministers stood in uniform behind him smirking and laughing at his words as he presented them to the local press.

“That old maricon, Dieudonne, he doesn’t even know what he is saying half the time. His head is so full of the marijuana from his dark populace that he can’t even drive his own car. When he isn’t smelling young boys or wandering around in a state of dementia, he is busy oppressing the church and stealing from the poor. This? This old man is the one who dare to tell us what to do? Can you imagine an intruder coming into your home, sent by his father, getting caught and punished, and then his father, or “papa” calls the victims cruel? Well Papa, if you want to play why don’t you come yourself and taste my steel!” Martinez said holding his gun up, “I tell you my people, this old man, fool that he is, is dangerous. Nothing more dangerous, than a fool with power. I am going to close the border, and purge any of his ilk from our nation. My ministers here are standing ready to chase out communism. I tell you this, and you watch how prosperous we become once we are safe!”

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Postby Cenepa » Mon Feb 07, 2022 4:46 pm

To the Traitors of Daniel-Franklin.

You are not a country, you are not a government. We do not trade with you. Take your vile lies and ambitions to your own filthy mothers.

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Postby Fleurignon » Mon Feb 07, 2022 5:30 pm

FNTFA
Fédération de Nueva Tierra Football Association



Official Publication of the Fédération de Nueva Tierra Football Association
Nueva Tierran Federation of Association Football

The FNTFA has seen fit to impose a ban on the Cenepan Football Association following the violence and racist behaviour of numerous Cenepan supporters during the recent FNTFA Tierran Cup qualifying match between Cenepa and Saint Marcel. In light of the extremely violent conduct of Cenepan supporters, the decision has been made to ban Cenepan supporters from travelling to the next three away matches and to impose a home ban of one match (meaning the FNTFA Tierran Cup qualifying match between Cenepa and Fleurignon will be played behind closed doors).

The FNTFA remains opposed to racism and abuse and takes a clear zero-tolerance attitude towards discrimination and violence in football. A further three-match and fine of 500,000 Pesos have been suspended pending an investigation. Our thoughts and sympathies are with the victims of the violence and it is the hope of the FNTFA that these events may be left in the past as an example of a darker time.

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Postby Saint Marcel » Mon Feb 07, 2022 8:29 pm

"I laugh to see him flashing his pistol like some bandit," chuckled Papa Dieudonne suavely as he sat at a patio table in a white suit and blue tie. "Me, I am too old for such theatrics." He was being filmed and interviewed for television by an international (and left leaning) television network. "However," here his face became grave, and hard, "He mistakes me if he thinks I take these matters lightly. Does he think, because I am old, that I am not father to my people? Does he threaten them? Let him take note of this: we are informed that there are citizens of Saint Marcel held in captivity in Cenepa." His mouth held a contemptuous twist as he said the place-name. "We expect them to be returned, safely, to us. If they are not, there will be trouble. We will take vengeance for those of our people who are harmed by les Cenepais. Let them beware. Our patience is not infinite."

The State Palace was admirably suited to the discharge of the social ceremonies of the State. The lavish expenditure on public entertainments, which the constitutional practice encouraged, allowed the hospitality of the Democratic Republic to be extended upon the most magnificent scale. Taste, elegance, and magnificence attempted to imitate the styles of Fleurignon. The idea was that finest music, the best champagne, the most diverse, yet select, company were to be among the attractions of the evening. Usually, however, the best champagne was not available, nor were such things as caviar and oysters, but there was a lot of roast goat, chicken, and pork ribs, all on mountains of rice, fried plantains and yams and other such delights. The spacious courtyard of the palace was completely covered by a gigantic awning. Rows of the Infantry of the Guard lined the approaches, and with their bright steel bayonets increased the splendour and the security of the occasion. The well-lit streets were crowded with the curious populace. The great hall of the palace, at all times imposing and magnificent, displayed a greater pomp when filled with a gaily dressed company

At the head of the stairs stood the President and his wife, he resplendent in his orders and medals, she in her matchless beauty. As the guests ascended, an aide-de-camp, a gorgeous thing in crimson and gold, inquired their names and styles and announced them. His third wife, Lucille, was still young and beautiful, imported from Fleurignon as a passionate young student of good family there who had exchanged her banker family for a passionate love of Marxism and worship of the old man.

The stream of people had passed continuously up the stairs, and the throng on the wide balcony that ran round the entire hall had become dense. The wonderful band was almost drowned by the hum of conversation; the perfect floor of the ball-room was only occupied by a few young couples whose own affairs absorbed their minds and excluded all other interests. A feeling of expectancy pervaded the hall; the rumour that Roget would come had spread far and wide throughout Saint Marcel. The tables began to be surrounded by the litter of shells, chicken and rib bones that were kicked neatly aside or under the table. "Keep them off the dance floor, or Papa will be angry!" warned aides as they scurried around.

Suddenly everyone became hushed, and above the strains of the band the distant sound of shouting was heard. Louder and louder it swelled, swiftly approaching until it was at the very gate; then it died away, and there was a silence through the hall filled only by the music. Had he been hooted or cheered? The sound had seemed strangely ambiguous; men were prepared to wager about it; his face would tell them the answer.

The swing-doors opened and Mario Roget, the firebrand of the General Assembly entered. All eyes were turned on him, but his face showed them nothing, and the bets remained undecided. As he leisurely ascended the stairs, his eye travelled with interest round the crowded galleries and the brilliant throng who lined them. No decorations, no orders, no star relieved the plain evening dress he wore. Amid that blaze of colour, that multitude of gorgeous uniforms, he appeared a sombre figure; but he looked the leader of them all, calm, confident, and composed.

Though people were still talking, preparing for the dances, and eating and drinking the appetizers and drinks, all eyes were on the President and Roget.

"I did not expect you to make it to the ball, Comrade Roget." said Dieudonne. Roland, De L'Isle, Dolores and Gui stood not far off, watching, though pretending not to, while they munched on corn biscuits and sipped the home variety of champagne. (This was strong wine with carbonated water added)

"Rest assured, I could not be away on this occasion," said Roget, as the two men shook hands.

"Putting all the ladies' hearts to rest," said the President.

"Even though I do not dance?" smiled Roget.

"Their hope springs eternal," replied the President. "But you should dance, Comrade. I myself dance superbly."

"You may indulge in such things for both of us, Comrade President. I would be more worried about Cenepa, Daniel-Franklin and Kerkland. We have too many enemies."

"Too many for you, perhaps. These fascists will quarrel and fight one another. I do not reckon much on Cenepais courage. They are too eager to beat up fruit pickers and fishermen than actually contend with anyone. They are all wind." the President chuckled.

"You seem very amused for someone whose citizens are no doubt being imprisoned and tortured," said Roget.

The President's eyes widened. "You have evidence of this?"

Roget waved a hand. "It may be presumed."

"Ah," said the President. "Do you know why it is dangerous to presume things?"

Roget yawned. "I...presume that what will follow is some distortion on the joke of how it will make an ass of you and me?"

"You are the expert, Comrade Roget," said the President with a smile. "But if you will not dance, I must."

"It seems a bourgeois pastime to me," observed Roget.

"Joy, and music, belong to The People, Comrade." the President replied.

The President always danced with his wife on state occasions, and with the wives of the ministers and other political leaders, and perhaps ambassadors' wives if they were present, in the most decorous manner. He was never seen with mistresses or ladies of low virtue in public, and he had famously danced with female soldiers in uniform, their boots squeaking on the floors. He did not just dance to big band and crooners (his favourites), but also danced regional and folk dances, with great enthusiasm. Roget watched him expressionlessly. If the President did not soothe the fears of the people, he would be dancing a different tune, Roget vowed in his heart.
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Postby Kerkland » Mon Feb 07, 2022 9:13 pm

Daniel-Franklin wrote:"The junction city of Carmel....just inside Manion County. Excellent choice. Smashing through the Royalists there would force them back into Saint-Jeanne County, but it would also cost them that vital junction, which would make it more difficult for them to re-supply, and far easier for us to do so. It would also make the costs of a diversion of the front-line troops much more worthwhile. Yes, I'll send a leftward push close enough against their right to draw more troops away from Carmel and reduce the difficulties of retaking the city.”

The attack on Carmel was given the name Operation Samuel. This was the name of the book of the Bible where Saul, King of Israel, defeated the Amalekites and raised a monument to his victory in the city which shared the name of the Kerks' intended target. One of General Merit's intelligence officers had raised concerns about the name, fearing that it would be too simple for the royalists to make the connection and anticipate the evangelical offensive. But this concern was dismissed - the royalists had nothing but disdain for faith. What were the odds that any corrupt man among the ranks of the self-proclaimed King knew his Deuteronomistic history?

The Kerkland Expeditionary Corps had to be offloaded from the ships at the port of Tarshish, then transported down to the front. General Merit suggested to his Franklinite counterparts that his vehicles and supplies be temporarily marked with the insignias and colors of the army of Daniel-Franklin. This way, he explained, any reconnaissance that the royalists succeeded in conducting would merely report a few more evangelical troops being moved down to the southern front. While the Kerkish government was making no secret about the fact that it had gathered and deployed an expeditionary force to Daniel-Franklin, General Merit wanted to choose the moment when the royalists learned that the force was being committed against them.
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