Creepy Old Man
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The people of Britain are amused one day to read the newspaper headlines. It seems that the Chinese (who are a nation of only one city) have declared war! The reporters are quick to point out that the British military might is many times greater than that of the Chinese.
Although the British military experts are certain that this is a foolish joke, they nonetheless deploy their soldiers. After all, the troops can use some exercise. Soon, a single Chinese spearman appears in a canoe off the British coast, vowing to crush the foe! The British tanks and artillary take aim, but the international adjudicators insist that the firing may not begin for several hours yet.
With only ten minutes before hostilities begin, the lone spearman is still defying the massed modern British army. The experts are all insisting this is a joke, and the people are going about their daily business, unconcerned. But what's that on the horizon?
Out of nowhere, 1200 Chinese Men-at-arms come marching! At their back are a handful of other riff-raff; a solitary trireme, one longbow, and others. But the host of Men-at-arms fill the horizon, halbards flashing in the sun. And battle is joined!
Even worse, news comes from the Chinese homeland! The people have demolished their hospitals, and are building coliseums in their place! National Healthcare has been replaced by a love of Gladiators!
The British, stunned by the appearance of so many troops, miss the initiative. The Men-at-arms charge forward, and spill into the riflemens' trenches. Limey blood runs deep and red.
The British fight valiantly, but there is no hope. The Chinese are too numerous. It matters not the vast technological advantage of the Brits. At the day's end, the Union Jack no longer flies.
The victorious Chinese proudly hoist the Himeji Samurai Castle onto their backs, and stuff the ownership papers of the East India Co. into their pockets, and return triumphantly home.
And what's this? It must be a joke! The Chinese have declared war on the Arabian Empire! The might of the Arabs is as far beyond that of the English as the English were beyond the Chinese. Why would they declare war? They have no hope at all.
Or do they?
Although the British military experts are certain that this is a foolish joke, they nonetheless deploy their soldiers. After all, the troops can use some exercise. Soon, a single Chinese spearman appears in a canoe off the British coast, vowing to crush the foe! The British tanks and artillary take aim, but the international adjudicators insist that the firing may not begin for several hours yet.
With only ten minutes before hostilities begin, the lone spearman is still defying the massed modern British army. The experts are all insisting this is a joke, and the people are going about their daily business, unconcerned. But what's that on the horizon?
Out of nowhere, 1200 Chinese Men-at-arms come marching! At their back are a handful of other riff-raff; a solitary trireme, one longbow, and others. But the host of Men-at-arms fill the horizon, halbards flashing in the sun. And battle is joined!
Even worse, news comes from the Chinese homeland! The people have demolished their hospitals, and are building coliseums in their place! National Healthcare has been replaced by a love of Gladiators!
The British, stunned by the appearance of so many troops, miss the initiative. The Men-at-arms charge forward, and spill into the riflemens' trenches. Limey blood runs deep and red.
The British fight valiantly, but there is no hope. The Chinese are too numerous. It matters not the vast technological advantage of the Brits. At the day's end, the Union Jack no longer flies.
The victorious Chinese proudly hoist the Himeji Samurai Castle onto their backs, and stuff the ownership papers of the East India Co. into their pockets, and return triumphantly home.
And what's this? It must be a joke! The Chinese have declared war on the Arabian Empire! The might of the Arabs is as far beyond that of the English as the English were beyond the Chinese. Why would they declare war? They have no hope at all.
Or do they?
