JohannaK
Heroically Clueless
OOC: Well, that went better than expected. Suddenly outnumbering both of my opponents put together surely had something to do with it, although I do those numbers to change.
Chapter 2: The Tiger Springs said:On the varnished redwood table, eight manila envelopes laid perfectly aligned with each chair, and the people on them. Although they all wore a Zhuten suit, the colour and style signalled these men’s positions. At one head of the table, a scrawny, old but earnest, severe man in light green attire and silver-rim spectacles looked at the dossier that had been in his now open Manila envelope. His dress, unlike everyone else’s, has red at the rim of every button, pocket, flap and collar. This was the President himself, Li Zhuten. He was here as a gesture of protocol only. Opposite from him was the Army Chief of Staff and Supreme Commander Hu Diao of the Republican Army. His dress was a sandy yellow, and a regalia of ribbons and medals hung from his left breast pocket. Although he was theoretically subordinate to Zhuten, his broad presence is what kept the Republic united. His spiky moustache and feline eyes had earned him a nickname as “The Tiger of China”, surely compounded by the fame of his feats on the battlefield. To his sides, left and right, Head Admiral Zhu Peifu wore a blue version of the suit, and Air Marshal Sun Zhongrao the gray. The other four men, all in the sandy yellow uniform, were the warlords of different statures that had coalesced in defence of the Republic and prevailed.
A tenuous illumination kept their aides, sitting behind their superiors on chairs by the wall, in the shadows. President Zhuten finished his reading, left the dossier on its enveloped and looked over his glasses at Diao. At a nod of his, the other six men opened their envelopes and read the last version of War Plan Xióng. Most of them were familiar with it. Peifu and Zhongrao in particular had been active participants in its inception and preparation, and had been extensively consulted over every modification, but still they read it once more. President Zhuten, in turn, examined their faces and their hands, one by one, as sweat slipped and fingers tapped. Eventually, they were all finished, dropped the dossier and stared nervously at each other. Their men were rolling across the country to their designated deployment spots. Planes and ships were being refuelled and resupplied for the first sorties, and munitions exhaustively inventoried by logistic company clerks. The world was in a frenzy as they sat back in silence, until silence was broken.
“What is not written here, but should be obvious, is that we will face very stiff resistance.” Let out Diao, rather matter-of-factly. “Whether scouting confirms the reports or not, we should be ready for the worst. Only then can we overcome it.”
“What worries me”, interrupted one of the warlords, “is the sheer breadth of the plan. Not to mention the magnitude of these operations. If they attack first-“
“That is foreseen”, cut him Diao.
“Yes, but there is no plan after that.”
“The plan is to go on with the plan. Our primary objective does not change.”
“I understand its importance, but if the offensive were to fail… I’m not sure we can hold the line across the whole front. These distances…”
“Excuse me, gentlemen.” Everybody turned to the President, whose eyes moved fluidly, decidedly and slowly from man to man. “We cannot doubt now. I will do everything in my hand, and I expect you to do no less, for the survival of the Republic and myself. I understand that some of you have the reverse priority. The fact is, if we lose, we all lose. I expect that you will do everything human and inhumanly possible for the Republic, and I will do everything human and inhumanly impossible to make your job easier.”
None of them having expected the President to open his lips, they all now looked at him with a mix of suspicion, confusion, and reassuredness. Only Hu Diao looked straight at him with the same fierce stare that the President had locked on him, and without either of them moving, he slammed his palm of the precious table.
“Gentlemen! We have a war to win! Your aides have been given the codebooks and the radio frequencies for your communications teams, and all is ready for you at the pre-established command positions.” Yelled, almost barked, the imposing General. His stare was still locked with Zhuten’s. “For the Republic!” Six echoes repeated his last three words before getting lost at the other side of the door.
Nuwara Eliya Passes Legislation Disbanding the Council of Princes
In the first amendment of the controversial Indian Education Act (1934) the Parliament and Nuwara Eliya has removed the part of the act creating the Council of Princes following the start of the Rebellion in India. The Governor-General gave Royal assent without hesitation and the Duchess of Gunfleet gave a speech yesterday in which she outlined how she would be prepared to put those princes who remained loyal to the Crown on the Indian honours list for this year and would attempt to have them elevated to the House of Lords.
This shocked many as it represents an important transition from Princes to Lords. The British Raj is no longer willing to continue with the same arrangement that it has for a century to maintain Indian peace and stability. The Storin Commission has stated it will be looking into the constitutional precedent for elevating new hereditary peers from amongst the Indian Princes.
Without a doubt though the Indian Education Act (1939) represents the biggest shift in policy towards India in the entirety of the existence of the British Raj.
This didn't create a new trade group. It merely made it easier to trade with Brazil *without* actually exiting the British TG, in order to circumvent the blockade that Masada has imposed upon Brazil.