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     Not one step back (nosb) Registered Member Username: nosb Post Number: 436 Registered: 08-2002 |
Legolas: check out Russia Lost their is a preparation from the SU in there. | ||
| Kastytis Zubovas (legolas) Registered Member Username: legolas Post Number: 313 Registered: 10-2002 |
Thanks for this information. I may need it, who knows  | ||
| GBW (gbw) Registered Member Username: gbw Post Number: 294 Registered: 08-2002 |
The Chinggis Khan of the Mongols actually made a deal with the Kazan Army and pretty much bought their government, installing a cousin of his as Khan of Kazan. Their military forces are largely focused on the USSR-Kazan border since the Soviet conquest of the Nazi Caucasus made them wonder if the Soviets would next roll their forces east. The Mongols also come from a universe where there were no Nazis or Fascism. | ||
| Kastytis Zubovas (legolas) Registered Member Username: legolas Post Number: 312 Registered: 10-2002 |
Well, I think the Byzantines will join the Alliance now. The Russian Empire... they may be willing to get assurances of help in case of a possible war with the Mongols/Kazan. So this may work out in two opposite ways. And it is possible that the USSR and Lithuanian Commonwealth will come to discussion table, and this will be how the alliance between USSR and Poland ends. | ||
| GBW (gbw) Registered Member Username: gbw Post Number: 292 Registered: 08-2002 |
No, I don't mind. That certainly sounds like a Storskandinavien diplomat. Has the Russian Empire been offered to join the Monarchial Alliance? Will the Byzantine Empire be more willing to join now? The German Empire and the Pentarchy sound like they've got problems of their own. Will Lithuania have heard of the soldiers from the Mongol Empire basing themselves in the Khanate of Kazan to the USSR's east? P.S.: If the USSR decides to dissolve their alliance with the Communist Poland, Storskandinavien will continue to stand by the Lithuanian Commonwealth with regards to whether they'll want to continue to encircle it or try to 'liberate' it and absorb it into the Kingdom of Poland. They'll also be willing to scale back the tensions with the USSR once the alliance is dissolved and they find out just what the Nazis who were formally in the Caucasus were like. | ||
| Kastytis Zubovas (legolas) Registered Member Username: legolas Post Number: 301 Registered: 10-2002 |
Well, if there are people asking for an update... NOTES: I hope it is ok if I use Storskandinaven in my story, as well as EUE. If anyone objects, please tell me that. Part seven: the Alliance resumed The buzzing atmosphere in Vilnius was already an accepted thing by most of the inhabitants. Ever since the 'Change' happened, diplomatic efforts have increased highly, with only a few of the international meetings happening in Kiev, Krakow or other biggest cities in the whole Commonwealth, the real center, as always, being Vilnius. However, this day seemed different. Two huge delegations have arrived one after the other to the King Mindaugas International Airport, and from there were escorted with police and even military guarding to the Royal Palace, and later to the Commonwealth Parliament houses. Many streets were closed for more than an hour - this did not happen even when the Emperor of Brazil or the Queen of Kvebeque were visiting Lithuania. This certainly made the local populace curious and so many people left their workplaces in order to go and try to catch a glimpse of who was coming to visit. The visitors were the top ranking delegations from the Storskandinaven - a Kingdom of Scandinavia, spanning all of the peninsula; and from a faraway nation, the European Union in Exile, which shared the very similar beliefs as the Lithuanian Commonwealth did, although they were fighting not the communists, but some sort of 'fascists' - 'probably a type of the radical nationalists which had some power in the late 19th century', PM Petrauskas thought, and he was eagerly awaiting the two delegations to come to the meeting room. And they came. And the meeting happened. And everyone was content afterwards. *** The press conference after the meeting was flooded with journalists. There were three persons replying to the numerous questions - PM Petrauskas, and one mebmer from each delegation. Q: 'What can you tell about your world, the one which you were transported from, and your country.' A-Stor: 'Our world... it was plagued by many piratting rogue nations, and our main concern was getting rid of them. There were no global wars though.' A-EUE: 'To say in the shortest way possible - we don't know much about this world, but whatever it is, it is better than ours.' Q: 'What are your countries' plans in this world? What are your plans concerning our region and the Commonwealth?' A-Stor: 'We are very interested in keeping good relations with a powerful monarchy in central Europe. This owuld prove to be beneficial.' A-EUE: 'We want to help get rid this world of all the evils. Fascism was the evil in our world, communism is in this one. We will aid you in your quest as best as we can.' Q: 'What are your plans concerning the current Polish question, as well as the USSR?' A-Stor: 'Russia has proved to be a tricky and unpredictable country in our world; we have no reason to believe otherwise in this one too. We will try to keep the power balance as it is in Russia, especially in the areas close to the Baltic sea. As for Poland, we hope that a peaceful solution still may be reached, but if this is impossible, we will stand by the side of the Lithuanian Commonwealth.' Q: 'What was talked about in this meeting you just had?' A-Stor: 'Basically what I already told you and what you already asked.' A-PM: 'We also discussed the possiblities of a treaty which would ensure our cooperation.' Q: 'Did you reach any satisfactory results concerning this treaty?' A-PM: 'Yes we did... I wish to announce you all that the Monarchial Alliance is restored, and will encompass the Lithuanian Commonwealth, unless the governments of Poland and Moldavia disagree with this, which I highly doubt; the Kingdom of Storskandinaven; and the European Union in Exile.' With this, cheers erupted in the room, and throughout the country. Lithuania was not alone anymore. It had friends in the new world. Suddenly the world shone with brighter light for many of its inhabitants. | ||
| Straha (fireblade) Registered Member Username: fireblade Post Number: 447 Registered: 12-2002 |
sounds like things are going to hell... for a more unusual world(that doesn't need ASBs!!!) try the For All Strange Days thred in the main forum | ||
| Not one step back (nosb) Registered Member Username: nosb Post Number: 421 Registered: 08-2002 |
Update | ||
| Kastytis Zubovas (legolas) Registered Member Username: legolas Post Number: 264 Registered: 10-2002 |
hehe You know, the commie Poland is something like a place which tries to run itself like the Orwellian ideal-totalitarian-dictatorship, but fails miserably Now, if only I got myself to writing some more...  | ||
| Scott Teel (boss_hoss) Registered Member Username: boss_hoss Post Number: 4 Registered: 09-2003 |
Re; Part 6 and the fate of Peter the rebel; YES!  A "useful idiot" learns what happens when his usefulness is over. Also costing themselves the opportunity of being able to use him to lead soviet infiltrators in as well. Sweet! | ||
| GBW (gbw) Registered Member Username: gbw Post Number: 222 Registered: 08-2002 |
legolas: Storskandinavien has also been dealing with the kingdoms of the Norseland Coast, mostly with punitive air strikes in the wake of attempted pirating of Scandinavian ships by Norse frigates. They're keeping a small force on their western frontier with the Norselanders and their Diet is debating whether or not to roll their modern troops in against the late 18th century technology of the Norselanders and annex the region. One alternative being discussed is establishing the Norseland as a Scandinavian protectorate and they're trying to get the Norselanders to listen to their diplomats, though the Norselanders have been firing upon all approaches under sign of truce. If any other nation makes threatening moves towards the Norseland, Storskandinavien will immediately roll their troops in to 'occupy' the region. Just letting you know in case Storskandinavien's other military commitments come up in conversation. | ||
| Kastytis Zubovas (legolas) Registered Member Username: legolas Post Number: 241 Registered: 10-2002 |
Thanks for info, GBW. I'll use Storskandinaven and EUE in my next part of the story (not the next post, however, as it will be the continuation of part 6 ) | ||
| GBW (gbw) Registered Member Username: gbw Post Number: 219 Registered: 08-2002 |
legolas: Though the Chancellor of Storskandinavien will make a point of diplomatically recognizing each nation of former Russia, including the USSR, likely the expansion of Soviet influence into the Communist Poland will alarm him. They won't want to see the USSR with ports on the Baltic Sea so they'll likely offer a mutual defense pact in return for concessions, likely mostly commercial and the ability of Storskandinavien ships to use their ports, perhaps even establish military bases to base Scandinavian troops in. They'll also want to encourage the Russian Empire and other countries in Europe to join into an alliance. If they agree, Scandinavian troops could be rapidly deployed across the Baltic to move towards the eastern frontier with the USSR. Storskandinavien is a nuclear power as well, btw. (Message edited by GBW on September 04, 2003) | ||
| Kastytis Zubovas (legolas) Registered Member Username: legolas Post Number: 239 Registered: 10-2002 |
woops... curse my dial up... Double post (Message edited by Legolas on September 03, 2003) | ||
| Kastytis Zubovas (legolas) Registered Member Username: legolas Post Number: 238 Registered: 10-2002 |
Part six: Nothing can go well all the way Gen. Kronkaitis was furious. He thought he had done everything he could to surround the Communist Poland and isolate it from the outside world. He was wrong however. He did not think about air travel. And there was nothing he could now do about it, unless he invaded the Communists with all his might, and this was a thing he wanted to do the least. It seemed that Communists in Poland will not be alone. The USSR to the east of Lithuania was engaged in some diplomatic contact with the Communist Poland, for this everyone in the military was sure. And afraid too. The grip around Poland was tight, but one could hardly imagine the military might of that Communist Russia, and there were too few men and technique to guard both borders strongly enough, while also maintaining at least general civil order throughout the country and guarding customs posts on the other borders. It seemed that everything was going downhill. The Byzantine Empire agreed only to form a 'non-aggression pact', while Hungary, Pentarchy and German Empire gave no official reply as of yet. Nothing was known of other, farther, countries, but it was of little importance. What was important was today, and the closest lands. Gen. Kronkaitis sent yet another order of removing three divisions from the Byzantine border and moving them north to the USSR border. Still this was too few, by his best calculations. Fifty-five infantry divisions, seven tank divisions and eighteen artillery divisions spread over more than 500 kilometers of land border. There was one pleasant thing, or so it seemed - USSR border guard was at least ten times fewer than the Lithuanian one; however, this could be a trick to fool us into attacking them, Kronkaitis thought. *** Meanwhile, deep in Warszav's many KGB offices, Peter Walenski and his last few remaining comrades were interrogated once, twice, thrice... countless times. They understood that they were fooled at the moment they were inside a truck. Instead of being taken comfortably (at least as comfortably as a soldier could be), they were brought into far too little space for all of them and had to go all the way in a barred, windowless cabin, nearly choking to death during the process. When they reached their destination, one of the twenty men, Pavel Pinko, did not move out of the truck. He was ordered to go out, but refused because he was very badly hurt (he had weak lungs and asthma). Then, despite all protests from the others, he was beaten several times with a back end of a shotgun, after what he fell unconscious on the floor. Then two soldiers took him and carried inside a building, into which all the men were forced to go. After that, the 'interrogations' began. Actually, it was more of a nightmare. The men were split into separate cells. The ones who talked freely, without stopping or denying anything, were usually spared, but sometimes they were also beaten because of telling 'obvious lies', such as the fact the the Lithuanian Commonwealth has a much higher-grade technology than the communist Poland does. Peter could only imagine what was done to the ones who did not speak freely. When they were brought together for the first time, in yet another interrogation, Walenski saw only eight men remaining beside him. Five of them seemed badly beaten and sick, but no one of the ruling officials seemed to care. Now he was one of the three men remaining, all others dead, unable to carry the burden of such behaviour. He had already given out all he knew about the monarchial Poland and all the Lithuanian Commonwealth, and much more than once. Still this was not enough for the KGB. He was, after what seemed an eternity, told that he will be free to go and that he is thanked for the great voluntary service to the Enlightened People's Republic of Poland. Walenski wanted to spit on the face of the one who told him this, but could not because he heard that through the large steel door. Then, after several hours, the doors opened and he was escorted to the outside together with the other two surviving men by some soldiers. 'Strange, I don't remember this yard', Walenski thought. And this was his last thought. Three gunshots went out as one, and Walenski, and his companions, fell dead on the ground. | ||
| Kastytis Zubovas (legolas) Registered Member Username: legolas Post Number: 231 Registered: 10-2002 |
Okie, nosb, I'll contact you. | ||
| Not one step back (nosb) Registered Member Username: nosb Post Number: 365 Registered: 08-2002 |
Legolas could part 5. Contact me here Nosb@Care2.com so we can work together on the future of our stories | ||
| Kastytis Zubovas (legolas) Registered Member Username: legolas Post Number: 230 Registered: 10-2002 |
Part five continued The doors of the Kievan Town Hall burst open and two men came out, followed closely by several guards. The men were clapping each other on the shoulders, obviously very amused. - Why thank you, thank you, Pavel! This was the best welcome I received in my whole life! And concerning that I was in Sadarat and Persepolis, this surely tells something! - Oh, I am delighted that you liked it, Masakis. I am glad that I will be able to give such great news to the government in Vilnius. - Of course. Once I return to Constantinople, I will also delight my ruler. The men went to the two cars standing outside the front door, shook hands goodbye and went off. *** - Give me the latest records of what is happening throughout the world. - Prime Minister Petrauskas demanded. - Here you are, sir. - Thanks. Now, leave me alone. As the aide went out of the room, Petrauskas started studying the maps and various other documents of the surrounding world. After something like an hour, he called his aide back. - Call the Inner Council and Outer Council for a meeting. Alert the Royal Palace too. Oh, and, tell someone to order diplomatic envoys to Hungary, Pentarchy, German Empire and Storskandinaven. Also, try to call Prussia to a peace table and tighten security on the eastern frontier. The aide went off again, and then Petrauskas called gen. Kronkaitis. - How is it going, general? - Steady, Prime. We have all the border secured. All armed forces in Poland... our Poland have come for aid. - What about the other side? Have you contacted them? - No sir. We tried, but they order all our diplomats and envoys to turn around and leave, threatening fire. So far, no casualties were there. - I see. What about border guards? I mean, the outer border. - They are in their positions. - Call half of the guards from Pentarchy and German Empire borders, and quarter of guards from Hungarian border to be reassigned. Half of these men will strengthen the line around the other Poland, the other half will go to the eastern border of Lithuania and reinforce the guards there. The Russian Kingdom and Russian Republic are no more. There is only a communist country out there. - O...k... - said gen. Kronkaitis with an obviously shaken voice. | ||
| Kastytis Zubovas (legolas) Registered Member Username: legolas Post Number: 223 Registered: 10-2002 |
Part five: Alliance expands It was just as nice a day in Kiev as it was for the last month. Nothing in the weather signalled anything about the changes which occured just a day ago. People were wandering in the streets or working in their offices, very much oblivious to the world around them. A car was speeding down the street towards the Town Hall. In the car there were three men and a driver. The men were major Krivilenko, leader of the Lithuanian southern border patrol team; Pavel Volkovich, prime minister of the Authonomous Province of Ukraine; and Masakis Alekopulous, a representative from the Byzantine Empire who was escorted from the new Lithuanian-Byzantine border to Kiev. - It is just as weird to us as it is to you what happened to the world - assured Pavel. - Really? So you mean that Byzantium is not the only country... transported, shall we say... to this world? - Masakis asked. - No no... At first, we thought that the Lithuanian Commonwealth was the only transported peace of land. - Ahh... I see... But what you say interests me very much. Lithuanian Commonwealth? The strangest thing I ever heard! - You know, Byzantine Empire is also a very strange thing for me to hear... In our world, these lands were parts of the Crimean Republic, Ottoman Sultanate and Italian Dominion of the Balkans... and there was no Byzantine Empire since 1453. - Well, actually, the Empire was restored after Greece helped much for the Allies to win the World War One and received many Balkan lands; after that, Greece defeated the combined force of Bulgaria, Romania and Serbia and became the strongest power in Central Europe. - World War One? Do you mean that there was a huge war between the Monarchists and Communists? - No no... Communists started to come to power only after the WW1! At first in Russia, then in Germany... Your lands were called the 'Barrier of Democracy' between the Union of Soviet Socialistic Republics and the United German People's Republic. - Oh no! This could not be true! Then who fought in your WW1? - On one side, there were the Allies - British Empire, French Republic, Greek Republic, Italian Kingdom and Russian Empire; on the other side there were the Ottoman Sultanate, German Empire and Austrian-Hungarian Empire. - No! What you say is a nonsense! Kingdoms fighting against Kingdoms?! Was there nothing in your world to unify all the Kingdoms for one goal? - It seems there wasn't... Was there such a thing in yours? - Oh yes. In our world, there was a so-called 'Cold War' between the Monarchial Coalition on one side and the Commintern on the other, with the Republican countries split between the two. The Monarchial Coalition was formed from the Anglo-Saxonic Union, Lithuanian Commonwealth and the Second Kalmar Treaty Organisation, three main Monarchial alliances, and the Commintern was led by France, with India, Japan, Mexicana and Central African Coalition being the main members, with also a lot of smaller members. - Certainly this is strange to my ears, just as my world is to yours. But now I think we have to unite in order to progress, don't we. - Oh yes we do. We have two things to fear right now: the USSR in the east and the communist Poland in the centre of our Poland! But look, we have arrived already. Major, please come with us. Mister Alekopulous, please come with me. We will discuss further in the Town Hall. The men exited the car and went into the large building. | ||
| Kastytis Zubovas (legolas) Registered Member Username: legolas Post Number: 217 Registered: 10-2002 |
Part four continued Walenski and his men were already within the territory of the communist Poland. Now they were heading northeast, hoping to reach Warszav and be able to tell someone about what they know... or at least be admitted to live in this land... the Poland of their dreams. They were walking an old and deserted country lane, looking for signs towards any bigger city. They did not note any, however, they noted that all the signs were written in both Polish and Russian. Suddenly, they turned a quite sharp corner and saw a group of soldiers walking right towards them. They had no chance to escape, so they just stood there, waiting for whatever to come. One of the approaching soldiers, apparently the leader, noticed Walenski and his group quite fast. He ordered the others to stop, took out his weapon from its place on his shoulder (Walenski couldn't help noting that it was very similar to CHI-13 assault rifle, which was out of use for the last 15 years in Poland they came from; yet the weapon's design was strange and it bore Cyrillic letters on the handle), and came to Walenskim who was standing in front of his men. - Who are you and what are you doing here? By order of the People's Council of Poland all villagers are to stay in their homes after six o'clock in the evening till seven o'clock in the morning, and otherwise to not be in groups larger than five people! Yet you are here, (he counted quickly), twenty men, and it is already seven o'clock in the evening! - Seven o'clock? - Walenski was startled. He was sure it was five o'clock, and they did not come to any other timezone, for this he was sure. - Which timezone? - Timezone? What are you talking about?! There are no timezones in the Enlightened Communist Commonwealth! Of course!, it dawned to Walenski. The Communist world in which he just came was using Moscow's timezone as a standard one for all the countries! - All right... I see. But we are not villagers! We are... well, have you been to the front? Do you know what is happening there? - What is happening on the front is none of your concern! - the soldier shouted. - Or are you a group of the rebels who wanted to penetrate out territory and spark other rebellions?! Rebellion? Oh, yes, they must be treating the monarchial part of Poland and rebels... surely... - Not really... We are, what you could call, counter-rebels. We were fighting them for years, and we were defeated, but now we are trying to come here to offer aid, as we know their plans and everything!.. - Walenski understood that he said a bad thing as quickly as he said it. - Years! Are you insane? The rebels have appeared here only this morning! Walenski leaned over to the soldier and asked silently, so that neither one's of them subordinates would hear anything: - Do you know for sure what happened there? I say because I think I heard a very plausible explanation just a little more than an hour ago... The soldier looked awestruck for a second. Then he replied just as silent as Walenski spoke: - H-how do you know? No villager, no non-party or non-military member may know this... Surely you must be special... Then he leaned back and said aloud: - You will all be transported to Warszav for interrogation. Come with us willingly, and you will not be hurt. Walenski gestured his men to come with him, and they all went about half a kilometer in the direction from which the soldiers came. There they found three jeeps (all bearing YKP-3 sign on their doors), to which they boarded. There was far too little place in them - six men in one jeep. After that, the back doors were sealed, and the jeeps departed, with the men sitting in complete darkness, the loud burping of the motor and occasional sneers and mumbles of the men being the only sources of sound... *** Major Krivilenko looked at the letter he had just received for what seemed a millionth time in an hour. He only mumbled to him 'retracted...' and 'impossible...'. He then took the microphone and a loudspeaker and shouted to the buzzing camp: - EVERYONE, HALT YOUR ACTIONS! PREPARATIONS FOR INVASION STOPPED IMMEDIATELY FOR UNDETERMINED TIME! The soldiers, engineers, even cooks all halted and looked wondrously at their leader. Seeing his face to be very serious, they put down whatever they had in their hands and suddenly started talking to each other. Krivilenko knew that this did not mean anything bad, so he retreated to his tent and called to his aide: - Maksim! Give direction to the soldiersw to rearrange to definsive positions. If they see any movemement of the other side of the border, they are to immediately report this to me, and if any subject tries to cross the border, he is to be captured alive and brought to me. Give this information to all group leaders and order them to tell this to the soldiers. Maksim was away in a blink. | ||
| Kastytis Zubovas (legolas) Registered Member Username: legolas Post Number: 204 Registered: 10-2002 |
Nice comment, Tom Part four: various talks At the sight of the ongoing battle on the opposite side, col. Vilsinskis led his men to strike quickly and decisively. Tanks rolled forward, artillery pieces re-deployed, jeeps and trucks rode fast and helicopters buzzed in the sky, making a clamour resembling only the legendary Battle of Zalgiris / Grunwald in the Middle Ages, when the Teutons were finally defeated and pushed out of the Baltic. The attack was very succesful. With only 3 jeeps and 15 men in casualties, another 20 wounded, the other side was completely demoralised and started running from the battlefield. Vilsinskis ordered not to pursue the running ones, but to try and capture the ones still desperaely fighing. It was a quick work for the much more numerous forces. After an hour of the battle beginning, Vilsinskis sat at his tent, with three prisoners seaten before him, their weapons and uniforms gone, but still seemingly not broken and given up. - Well, - Vilsinskis began. - At first, we should get to know each other's names, right? From right to left, tell me your names, your military rankings and your land of origin. After a few tense seconds, the reply came: - Samik Vosiljevich, brigadier-general of the People's Republic of Poland Lenin's Name Armour Division. Originating from Tula, Union of Enlightened Soviet Democratic Communist Republics. - Pogran Machiyenko, brigadfuhrer of the People's Republic of Prussia 17th Infantry Division. Originating from Zaporozh, Union of So... - Yeah yeah, heard that. Next! - Vilsinskis was going impatient a little. People's Republic of Prussia? The world surely went mad! - Palik Wochienko, brigadier of the People's Republic of Poland 1st Infantry Division. Originating from Wroclav, People's Republic of Poland. - So, - Vilsinskis continued without pause. - Two of you are Russians... and one Pole... Well, tell me, why did the fight began among your own forces? - Well... - Wochienko began, but was quickly interruped by Vosiljevich. - Silence, traitor! I will explain. So, we got a direct order to attack your forces, and I, being the highest ranking of all the forces gathered here, ordered my soldiers to attack. Unfortunately, there were some traitorous opportunistic scum betwen us, - with this, he glared malevolently towards Wochienko, - who used this chance to prevent our attack and sti up trouble from inside. And your forces apparently used this chance to capture us and eliminate this threat to you. How clever of you, I say - to eliminate the enemy who would, if united, defeat you decisively. I am sure these traitors among us were your spies! - Now now, there is no need for presumptions, - Vilsinskis silenced Vosiljevich. - Sir Wochienko, would you please explain your view of the situation? - Ok... - Wochienko began, unsurely looking at Vosiljevich, who tried to order him to shut up once again. Vilsinskis waved his hand, and one of his aides unceremoniously put a piece of cloth around his mouth. Wochienko resumed talking. - Well, it is true that an order was given to attack your forces. However, I, together with many other soldiers, questioned the reason for this - apparently, you have not done anything harmful or aggressive towards us, so why should we attack you? Unfortunately, we were told to shut up, threatened with war trial and a 'trip' to GULAG... Therefore we started moving with the rest, but then some men did not have patience and started attacking the superiors who led them to this battle. I joined in, too... And then... Then you came in and put a stop to this!.. - he looked positively miserable. - Please! Let me go! I just want to see my ife and kids again, and leave the country, move to Canada or American Federation or somewhere else where I am not ordered to do such horrible things!.. - he looked close to tears. Vilsinskis felt some sympathy towards the young man, who was, undoubtedly, put into military service against his will. And now, he lost his wife and children forever... With a sigh, he started speaking: - I am sorry to inform you then, that there is no American Federation, nor Canada. Neither there is Wroclav, as you remember it. And I fear that your wife and children are also lost forever. He then briefly explained the situation, as far as he knew it himself. The three men gasped several times, and after Vilsinskis ended his speech, they were silent for a moment. Finally, Machiyenko spoke: - I think that you made all this story up only to make us believe that there is no way for us to live now, when our beloved Poland, and Prussia, and UEDCR are all gone! You are mad to think that we believe this! I don't know who you are, most probably some rebels, but you will be crushed at the same moment when the word of our capture reaches Warszav! - Hmmm... I don't think so. Let me prove it to you. Name some random people from the high ranks in your military... - Why should we?! We will not give you classified information! - Surely there must be some officials who are not secret. - Well, maybe... Let me think... Petrik, Macherin, Wuiczicz, Sopor, Luganski... - Luganski... What is his name? - Pawel. - Pawel Luganski... Well, what is his rank in the military? - Classified! I will not tell you secrets! - Ok, just tell me, is it a high rank? - Yes it is, believe me! - Ok. - Vilsinskis turned to his aide. - Please call Pawel Luganski to the tent. The aide hurried away, and after a minute, Pawel Luganski was standing at the entrance to the tent, somewhat nervous. - You called me, colonel? - Yes I did. Please come to me so that these three gentlemen may look at you. - As you say. - With these words, Luganski strided to the chair on which Vilsinskis sat and looked at the three men. They all immediately streched their bodies, as far as the ties on their hands and legs allowed. - Major General! - they all said in unison. - What? - Luganski stared in disbelief. - Well, - Vilsinskis said. - It seems that you, Luganski, in the other world from which these men come, were a high ranking official in the army of People's Republic of Poland... - People's Republic of Poland? - spat Luganski. - Oh my... how could I fall so low? - Do not grudge yourself, Luganski. You can reutrn to your position, but do not tell anyone what happened here. This is an order. - All right... - Luganski left the tent. - So, now you see? Wochienko and Vosiljevich nodded. Machiyenko, on the other hand, was still unconvinced. - So, now you made someone look like Luganski and want to fool us with that? We will not fall into your simple tricks! - Unfortunately, sir Machyienko, I am not hre to convince you to anything. Aide! Incarcerate him! The aide came and untied Machyienko from the chair. Immediately after that, he tried to run away, but he was given a punch in the face and fell down on the floor, unconscious. Then he was carrid out from the tent and locked in one of the jeeps. - Now with you two. You have shown much more intelligence than this one person, - Vilsinskis noted. - So you will be brought to the Headquarters in Krakow and further interrogated there. Machyienko will, however, be brought to war criminal prison. Please, come with me. Vilsinskis himself untied the two men, and brought them to a helicopter, which was then directed towards Krakow and sent off. | ||
| Tom Mazanec (tom) Registered Member Username: tom Post Number: 192 Registered: 01-2002 |
Antonio and Legolas: Keep going, please. Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please! | ||
| Kastytis Zubovas (legolas) Registered Member Username: legolas Post Number: 202 Registered: 10-2002 |
Part three continued As col. Pavlov was ending his speech, Vilsinskis heard an alarm outside of his tent. He immediately raised his hand so that he could be admitted to speak. And he was, in a few seconds. - I will be brief. An alarm has just sounded outside my tent. I ask permission to leave this conference. - Permission given, - came a worried reply from gen. Kronkaitis. - But when whatever happened is resolved, please report to me. - I will, sir. Vilsinskis turned off his PTCS system and went outside of the tent. He saw an unmistakable dust from below the wheels of a tank or some other heavy military machine. - What is happening?! - he cried to a soldier standing nearby, apparently confused as to what to do. - I--I don't know, sir! The other army - they started to move towards us! We were prepared for their attack, but then... then they halted, and seemed like they began fighting between themselves! We don't know what to do! - All right, private! We will interfere and put a stop to whatever fight is happening there. Minimize all casualties! Attack plan 4-D! Give this info to all group leaders! The attack will start in 10 minutes from now. Set your watch an begone! - Vilsinskis told everything in a rapid sequence, and the private nodded, then turned his heel and ran away. Vilsinskis turned his head to the other army. There was much dust, but he could hear tanks and jeeps rolling around, machineguns and pistols being shot... 'Strange,' he thought. 'Whatever world this Poland came from, it is not as much advanced as ours... No lasers, pistols still in use... No silencers on motors...' He then came back into the tent and started readying himself for the upcoming attack. *** Meanwhile, some ten miles to the north, everything was calm. The Monarchial Alliance division was arrayed in defensive position, yet there was no opposing army to be seen. Every soldier was either in slumber or doing some out-of-order things, like playing cards, reading books, or somehing alike. The commander tent was unguarded. Peter Walenski used this opportunity to sneak towards it. Just in time to hear the very beginning of the TeleCeonference. He did not hear everything what was said. But what he heard was enough to nearly give him a heart attack from joy. He quickly ran back towards his men. - Men! Listen! I have some brilliant news for you! - What? - came an uninterested-sounding reply. - See... - he began. He described them in brief about the conference, and especially the fact that there is a communist Poland just a mile away from them. - Wh--what??? - was a much-more-interested reply. - Yes yes, the same. Our dream came true! We have a home!!! - Walenski sounded extatic. All twenty men packed what little belongings they had and started moving southeast, towards the supposed monarchial-communist Polish border. *** From: Lithuanian Commonwealth Armed Forces High Command, Vilnius, Lithuania To: Lithuanian Commonwealth Border Patrol Division 85a, Lithuanian-Prussian border. To: Lithuanian Commonwealth Border Patrol Division 32b, Ukrainian-Astrakahnese border. To: Lithuanian Commonwealth Border Patrol Division 30b, Ukrainian-Crimean border. EYES ONLY AFTER RECEIVING THIS MESSAGE, IT IS TO BE DESTROYED AFTER FIRST READING FAILURE TO COMPLY WITH THE ABOVE WILL MEAN WAR TRIAL Colonels, you are ordered to immediately stop the preparations for incursion towards the countries on the other side of the border. Order your soldiers to a defensive position and wait for further orders. If you are approached by any foreign technique, or creature, direct it immediately to the nearest administrational center if it is proven unharmful. If it is harmful, destroy it without questioning. Signed: Commander of Lithuanian Commonwealth Armed Forces, leut. gen. Parulskis | ||
| Kastytis Zubovas (legolas) Registered Member Username: legolas Post Number: 198 Registered: 10-2002 |
Thanks for the tip, 47. I sometimes have probs with English wording, yet And thanks for commentary. I will post the next installement tomorrow (I hope). | ||
| Forty Seven (fortyseven) Registered Member Username: fortyseven Post Number: 1238 Registered: 08-2002 |
Yes damn good legolas. I would like to see a map as well. The Prime Minister of the British Empire and President of the Basque Republic would be offered santuary. Hostage means someone taken against their will for the protection of the one taking them hostage. | ||
| Dan F. (alba_longa) Registered Member Username: alba_longa Post Number: 69 Registered: 12-2002 |
Yes that would be cool! Man your story is getting to be damn interesting! Keep going on Kastytis! | ||
| Tom Mazanec (tom) Registered Member Username: tom Post Number: 182 Registered: 01-2002 |
Legolas: I think the reason nobody commented was because you stopped the previous entry just as it was about to get "good" (at least that was why I waited to comment). I love your writing, and look forward to how things will develope. Antonio (or SOMEBODY): Could you please post a map and quick guide to Mosaic Earth? Please? | ||
| Kastytis Zubovas (legolas) Registered Member Username: legolas Post Number: 197 Registered: 10-2002 |
Why no comments? Not even flaming and critics?.. Anyway, Part three: the truth being discovered Peter Walenski stared with disbelief at the scene evolving only about at a kilometer distance from him. His men, as well as the helicopter pilots, seemed to be behaving the same way. The pilots, however, quickly regained their speech and self-coordination, and responded something to the bird. Several more phrases were exchanged and then the pilots returned to their copters, took off, and the bird followed them on his feet, not raising the wings, but running fast enough to keep up with the speed of the helicopters. The sound of the majestic bird running reached the hill where Walenski stood in a minute, or less. It was like a rumble of distant thunder, but of a so distant one that it was barely heard. And the ground did not seem muddy or wet - it was solid as a rock. The bird must have had paws on its back legs, Walenski decided. When the group with the bird returned to the main army, there was several minutes of a pause, and what seemed to be an extatic talk between the soldiers and the same bird. After that, the army continued going forward, and the bird followed after them, once more only running, not raising its wings, nor trying to attack any of the soldiers. Walenski gestured his men to move forward too. Moving, he could get a grasp of what size the bird was. Its head was about 4.5 meters above the ground, but the neck looked like crooked a little. The length of the tail was about 2 meters, so the total length of the creature should have been about 7 meters. The wingspan could have been at least 5 meters. And the weight... it could not be given less than 700 kg, if not a full tone. Despite this, the bird still moved quickly, and the army did not have to slow down in order for the creature not to be left behind. Walenski sighed at this, and resumed moving together with his men. *** The half an hour passed like the longest time in the world for col. Vilsinskis. He wanted to know what was happening above all else, but did not dare to contradict his superiors orders. Furthermore, nothing was happening outside of the command tent, with the soldiers in defensive position, and the army opposite to them not making any moves. When finally the time for the conference came, Vilsinskis was already on the channel, waiting for the others to come. In less than a minute after the deadline, more than 50 people were on the channel, and gen. Kronkaitis re-aranged the setup so that only his face would be seen. - Hello everyone. I trust you all want to know what the hell is happening around, so I will not come to formalities and present what small evidence we have. Unfortunately, as a security and smoothness of the conference precaution, I will now disable your microphones, so that the conference channel would not become filled with your exclamations once I present what we know so far. With a silent 'peep', the 'voice' icon next to each name turned to 'off', leaving only gen. Kronkaitis to be the speaking person. - So, now to the matter. In one sentence... the world, as we knew it this morning, is gone. Vilsinskis gasped. So he did not mishear what the general said to him on the phone earlier. He imagined that similar reactions were on the faces of all other people on the channel, who all were colonels or military personnel of higher rank. Among the list he noted such people as major general Petrenko from the Ukrainian armed forces, major Dubbio from the Moldavian air force, even leutenant general Parulskis, the chief commander of all Lithuanian Commonwealth Defence Forces. Why was he not the main person in the channel?, Vilsinskis wondered. But this was not the time for such things. Gen. Kronkaitis continued talking: - We are absolutely clueless as to how, or why, was this done, but it looks like all the Lithuanian Commonwealth, apart from about one third of Poland and the Suvalkai province in Lithuania, were carried from our world to some new world. We have no contact with the outside world, as of now. Our spy planes, however, managed to gather some information about the new surroundings of the Commonwealth countries. So, here it is. Starting from the east - instead of the 5 Russian principalities, we have a Union of Soviet Socialistic Republics there. And it seems that there is a Russian Empire surrounding it all around. Now to the south, there is, instead of Crimean Khanate and Kingdom of Turkey, the Byzantine Empire. To the southwest, we have a Kingdom of Hungary instead of Empire of Slovakia and the lands to the south of it. Even more southwest, there is something called the 'Pentarchy', in a place of Kingdoms of Moravia, Bohemia, Silesia, Sachsen and some parts of the German Empire. And in place of Pommerania and more of the German Empire, there is some strange union, or something, which we were unable to observe any more. Vilsinskis could not believe his ears... But he never doubted the sanity of gen. Kronkaitis, and he knew that noone could play such a joke on him. So, he had to believe this was true... - Now, on to our internal situation, - Kronkaitis continued. - The Duchy of Prussia seems unaffected by whatever happened, as are all the countries, except Poland, of the Lithuanian Commonwealth. However, about one third of Poland, including all the coastline, is replaced with the Communist Poland. This means that all our people who were there, are now gone. The last word echoed in Vilsinskis' head. Gone... Third of Poland, gone. Suvalkai, gone. His family lived in Suvalkai. They were also gone, unless by a miracle, they were away from home at the time the change occured... - Now there are also people from other countries 'stuck' in the Commonwealth, as their home countries are now gone. Among them are many ambassadors, and also the Prime Minister of the British Empire and the President of the Basque Republic, who were visiting our country. They are already heading to Vilnius, where they will be informed of the situation and offered hostage in Lithuania until such time comes as they can go back to their homes, if such time comes at all. I trust you all to consider this information heavily and be prepared for whatever strange things this new world may give us. Actually, the fact that we are not the centre of attraction in this new world, it seems that not only the Lithuanian Commonwealth was taken to it. I guess that maybe this world wa created from small parts of various different worlds. I will not go into technicalities now, however. If any of you gathered in this channel wish to make any sort of declaration concerning this issue, please raise your hand, and you will have your profile vocalized. Ahh... I see colonel Pavlov has something to say, please do so. The picture of gen. Kronkaitis was interchanged with the face of col. Pavlov, who slowly lowered his hand, and started speaking. - As you may or may not know, we were called back from a patrol at the German Empire's border to come to a position to the north of Bydgoszcz, which seems to be the new frontier line between our Poland and that communist Poland. I did not understand the reason behind this calling, however I of course obeyed and we left immediately. While going there, as we were about 10 kilometers from our destination, we observed a strange sight - a huge bird, looking like a prehistorical pterodactyl, flying above our heads northwards. I ordered my helicopters to ground the creature by whatever means neccesary. These means, however, were only limited to a few signal shots, after which the creature moved down. When my helicopter pilots approached it, the bird raised its front legs, and spoke in quite fluent Polish: 'I do not wish harm. Please do not harm me.' Obviously, the pilots were startled, but then they ordered the creature to come with us. It obeyed. When the bird was taken to our designed position, he was questioned, and provided some answers. However, despite first impression, his knowledge of languages is very limited, and he knows only a few phrases in Polish. He speaks a little more English, but mostly in two very strange languages, one of which resembles Maori, and another is completely undecypherable. However, this does not seem to limit the IQ of the creature, which is estimated to be something like 150-180, considering its age to be about 30-35 years, as he himself told us. The appearance of this bird fits very well with the story which gen. Kronkaitis told us... The bird has flown here from 'somewhere far south', maybe somewhere in Australia, concerning his quality speaking of Maori language. We are now trying to get more information from him... | ||
| Kastytis Zubovas (legolas) Registered Member Username: legolas Post Number: 195 Registered: 10-2002 |
Part two continued Col. Vilsinskis stared with disbelief at the group of soldiers gathered in front of him, opposing him. But this lasted only for several seconds. Then he regained his self control and gift of speech... actually, gift of shouting. - Men! Into positions! Defensive positiong 38B! Quickly! Do not shoot without order! As his troops were moving into defensive positions, Vilsinskis watched the opposing force. The worst thing he saw there was... Col. Sigmund Mateyko... But no, this was not him. The col. Mateyko he knew could not be a traitor. He with his troops most probably was rushing towards the same place, or somewhere near this place, from his Prussian border patrol mission in Grunwald. The phone rang. Visinskis took it from his pocket and was about to press the 'Answer' button, when a shadow passed over him. It was not a shadow of a plane or helicopter - there was no sound, and it was moving far too close to the ground. There were some shouts heard from both his men and the soldiers opposite of his troops. Vilsinskis raised his head... And saw a pterodactyl... Alive and flying above the ground, quite fast, but as if looking for something... In a minute the huge bird was away, and Vilsinskis finally remembered the ringing phone. *** Peter Walenski and his men moved quickly, so that the last jeeps of the army passing in front were always seen in the horizon. He knew they could not keep this pace for long, they had to rest. Still, they moved as long as they could. Suddenly, there was a shadow passing over them. The men stopped. It seemed that the troops moving in front also slowed down to observe the cause of that shadow. Walenski looked up and saw a huge bird... it looked like a bird, although it could have been a reptile too... It was flying not very high above the ground, but quite fast. Walenski noted three helicopters detaching themselves from the army in front and moving after the bird (he assumed it was a bird, after all), chasing it. After a few signal shots, the bird landed peacefully on the ground, and stood on two legs. He was about 1.5 kilometers away from the position where Walenski and his men stood, but they could see it clearly because of landscape. Then, a truly unexpected thing happened. As the pilots of helicopters were closing towards the landed bird with weapons raised, the bird slowly raised his front arms... legs... claws... whatever, and opened its mouth. Walenski could not hear anything, but it seemed that the bird said something to the men. *** - Col. Vilsinskis here. - Colonel, this is Gen. Kronkaitis. Are you in position? - Yes, and I must note that... - There are obviously not our troops standing in front of you, right? - Yes... How did you know? Did anyone else contact you before? If so, I am terribly sorry for... - Please please, colonel, you could not have known. Such reports are flowing from all the frontier. - Frontier? We are not on the frontier line! - I am afraid that you do not know very much. - What? - From what information we gather, the world, as it is, is no more, and... - WHAT?! - Colonel, calm down! - Sorry, general, I seem to have misheard what you said, and I am very nervous about what happened today... - No, colonel, I believe you heard everything very well. Do you have your Portable TeleConference System with you? - I believe so, let me check. Vilsinskis ducked into the command tent, and opened his personal port-feuille. Inside, he saw the familiar PTCS block. - Yes I do. - Very well, colonel. Please be on the secured channel Quantum in half an hour. I have some news which I have to tell to many people, and I do not feel like repeating them all over and over. - I will be on, general. - Good. Till then. - Till then. Vilsinskis listened to the sounds around him, not hearing anything, oblivious. One thought echoed in his head. The world, as we know it, is no more... | ||
| Kastytis Zubovas (legolas) Registered Member Username: legolas Post Number: 186 Registered: 10-2002 |
Part two: the bigger threat Col. Vilsinskis watched his troops move swiftly forward. They had about an hour remaining until the time they were supposed to be present... and they were ahead of schedule. This was strange, yes... The battle in Posen should not have been such an easy one. But Vilsinskis did not bother himself about this. He had other matters in his head. What was so important that he was called from his position? Why such a strange place to go to? There was no big military base, no big city, nothing to be of big importance. Vilsinskis assumed that more than his own troops were called, if not to the same area, then to some close place. Maybe there was another rebel spur? They were probably needed to surround them and crush them for all time. Finally, the last kilometers of the track were seen. And one could easily see that there was something wrong there, in the distance... In from of himself, Vilsinskis saw a huge mass of armed forces, facing his direction. At first, he thought it was another part of the Monarchial Alliance force. But then he noted their flags. These were very similar to the Polish white-red one, only... They had a hammer and the sickle crossing each other in the center... *** Peter Walenski and his group were travelling northwards. The day was hot, and they were all sweaty, despite that they had taken a quick bath in a nearby river less than an hour ago. Walenski tried to direct them to the village of Czelny, which was not more than 10 kilometers from Posen. Suddenly, they heard a loud noise from the above. Lifting their heads, they saw a squadron of Polish and Lithuanian fighters flying eastwards, most probably from a base in Stettin in Pommerania, or somewhere in that direction. Not much time passed after the planes flied through, and a noise was heard again, this time from the west, but on the ground. - To the woods! Quickly! - Walenski ordered. All twenty men ran to the nearby forest and climbed into trees. From there they could see the road, and not risk being seen, unless they were especially sought for. What they saw was obviously not a searching mission. Tens of tanks, artillery pieces, hundreds or vehicles with thousands of soldiers passed through, and the sky was crowded with hundreds of helicopters and tank battle drones... The army passed through in less than ten minutes. They were in a deep hurry, really. After the army passed, the men waited for several minutes, and carefully climbed down the trees. - What was that? - one man asked. - Were they in search of us? - What? No! Of course no! The buzz went on and became louder and louder, untill Walenski shouted: - Enough! Immediately, everyone fell silent. Walenski obviously had much authority among his men. He continued: - Such a huge army cannot be sent to hunt merely twenty men. They most probably not even know that we have escaped. They have shelled the city so much that it will take days to find all the bodies. And some of them will be in such a condition that nobody will be able to tell if it is one or two bodies, in fact. So! This army is most probably either making a practise, which is highly doubtful, because of such a hurry; or, they may be dispatched because of some danger to the east. I say that we follow them and find out by ourselves. - Follow them? But they will surely spot us and kill us! - No way! I do not risk my life for that! - Wait! It's the only way for us to go now! - Why so? Don't tell nonsenses! - ENOUGH! - Walenski shouted again. Everyone silenced. - We will follow them, but of course in a distance from which we may not be seen. Who of you does not wish to do this? - he asked, looking at all of the men, one by one. Everyone swallowed, and nodded their heads. - Bravo! I knew I can trust you. Now let's go. And so they moved on to face their destiny... (Message edited by Legolas on July 19, 2003) | ||
| Kastytis Zubovas (legolas) Registered Member Username: legolas Post Number: 183 Registered: 10-2002 |
Thanks, Antonio Part one continued Putting the phone down, col. Vilsinskis thought what should he do. He wanted to eliminate the communists once and for all... yet he could not disobey the orders. - All out strike! - he commanded through the radio. Immediately, planes took off, artillery pieces began their deadly accolade, tank engines started roaring, helicopters buzzed off from the ground... A majestic sight indeed... *** Peter Walenski also heard the beginning of the enemy strike. His aides brought him newest information and enemy numbers. They were too many... Far too many... - Losik, Woiczycz, Samik, Petko! - Walenski called four men, the only ones in the room. - Get all the men you can get and try to escape the city through the northern sewers. This is our only hope. I meet you at sewer entrance point Delta in 15 minutes. Now hurry! The men sprinted out of the room. Walenski then put on his disguise clothing, took his pistol and a few rounds of ammo and moved out of the building... just in time, because a few second after, an artillery shell crashed into the house, turning it into a pile of rubble. *** The assault was going swiftly. There was much less resistance that expected. In most cases, the military units passed street after street without even seeing a living person, much less an enemy soldier. Still, something was missing. The rebel leader was nowhere to be found. Col. Vilsinskis did not like these tidings, however he had other things to worry about. - Rokas! - he called to his assistant. - Tell the commanders of the first and fourth infantry and second cavalry divisions to remain in the city. The rest of the troops are to be lined to the east of the city in fifteen minutes. - Yes, sir! - the assistant replied and moved to carry out the order. *** Peter Walenski, with about 20 men, was moving quickly through the sewers. They were all sweaty, clothes more like rags, but still determined to escape to peace. - All right comrades, we are out of the city limits. Look for any signs of outward leading doors... or holes... In several minutes, they were all out on the surface, looking towards the burning and destroyed city of Posen from a distance of several kilometers. Then they, all as one, turned around and started moving through the countryside, hoping to reach some peaceful village where they could get to eat, drink and maybe a shelter to live in. They did not get neither, for they became involved into much more important things... | ||
| Antonio Cabaņas (antonio) Registered Member Username: antonio Post Number: 166 Registered: 08-2002 |
I don't mind, Legolas, in fact I encourage you to follow with the story. | ||
| Tom Mazanec (tom) Registered Member Username: tom Post Number: 171 Registered: 01-2002 |
I hope we all get to write stories in our pieces of mosaic Earth. It will be awhile before I have the time, but maybe even myself... | ||
| Kastytis Zubovas (legolas) Registered Member Username: legolas Post Number: 181 Registered: 10-2002 |
While this was the original idea of Antonio, I hope he would not mind if I used the part of the Mosaic Earth which was created mainly by me for my short story(ies)... The Central European Crisis Part one: the strangest battle - Divisions three and ten! To the left flank! The orders of Peter Walenski echoed between the tall buildings of central Posen, the last stronghold of the communist rebels in the Kingdom of Poland. Walenski knew that all was over. His last remnants of once strong, ten-thousand-men army, now numbering only a little more than three hundred, were desperately trying to resist the onslaught of the Monarchial Alliance troops - 20 thousand men in total, mainly Poles and Lithuanians. The rebels had only ten tanks, as opposed to more than three hundred on the other side, and no planes to resist the several hundred fighters patrolling the sky and tens of bombers constantly making raids upon the city. Still, he had hope. He and some of his men had a chance to break through the onslaught and run away, at least saving their lives, maybe able to one day reach the United Socialist Republic of India - his dream country, his paradise equivalent on Earth. What he did not know was that the future, even very near future was about to become very, VERY different. *** Col. Petras Vilsinskis, the head commander of the Monarchial Alliance forces sent against the communist rebels in Posen, was smiling. He knew that victory was at hand. Of course, it will cost some lives of soldiers, but not nearly as much as the battles at Warszav of Danzig... The rebellion, which lasted for more than 40 months, is at its very end. Finally. A mobile phone rang. Vilsinskis took it from his pocket, and pressed the 'Answer' button, after ordering another artillery strike towards the last rebel positions. - Yes? Who is it? - Colonel Petras Vilsinkis, - came a familiar voice of General Jonas Kronkaitis of Monarchial Alliance Armed Forces. - You must, with all the soldiers, tanks, artillery pieces and planes you have under your command, be present at the line between Bydgoszcz and Torun in no less than 3 hours. - But sir? Have you not forgotten that I am trying to eliminate the last communist rebels in Poland right now? No matter how easy the task is, it will take more than an two hours to complete the job, and I cannot make all the units go there in an hour! - I am completely well informed of the situation you are in, colonel. Believe me, if I could spare you, I would leave you there. But I cannot. After several seconds of silence Vilsinskis answered: - What happened? After another silence period a voice of gen. Kronkaitis came: - I do not know. For the first time in my life, I am completely clueless... |
