What about military upkeep?
DaNES I: At the Precipice
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I've been wondering, is there any drawback for building up reserves instead of active forces during war? I mean, why would we use 10ep to recruit 20 tank brigades, when we can get the same for 6ep by building those in reserve and then calling them into service?
Other than it taking more time...I guess not.
silver 2039
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So you can't add to reserves and activate the troops you just added in the same turn?
That is true. If that isn't clarified in the rules yet, it will be soon.
Toltec
Dragon Tamer
Right then. Stupid treachery has at least inspired me to write.
Slobodan Đoković looked out from his frosted window. The fresh morning air turned his breath to steam as he looked down. The white snow hid the stains of battle across the fields and the mountains away in the distance. This far from Kragujevac he'd been saved from the worse, but several of the men had been killed for putting up a fight, and some of the young girls had gone missing. He dressed himself quickly in his warmest clothing, and headed out. The snow crunched beneath his feet as he walked. He moved slowly, everyone seemed to walk slower these past few months, on his way to the shops. He passed a small patrol, only two men, but he was intimidated. The Hungarians had taken to doing as they wished and he heard rumors he didn't want to believe. Shaking the thoughts from his head he carried on.
As he returned with his rations he looked around. No one was in the street, which was odd. Even in a village the size of his there should be more people out at midday. He quickened his stepped, it didn't bode well. He turned the corner into his street, looking behind him for signs of life, when he saw them. Five soldiers, obviously drunk were dragging away young Jovana. Everyone knew her as the town beauty, and she was due to marry lucky Du'un before the war put the stoppers on that.
Her father lay dead in the snow, his red blood showing all too clearly in the snow. Jovana was putting up quite a fight, but the soldiers had overpowered her and were carrying her off to have their way with her. She wouldn't come back. Jovana kicked out, hurting one of the soldiers in the groin. As he fell crumpled to the ground one of his comrade slapped Jovana across the face. And Slobodan felt his anger consume him.
He couldn't remember afterwards where the rage came from, nor how he controlled it so. Drooping his food on the ground he dashed into his own house. The screams and shouts from outside urged him on. He ran to the old draw below a browning poster, "Dragan's World Famous Circus". He opened the draw and withdrew three short knives. He held each of the blades in turn, feeling their weight and balancing them until fresh screaming jerked him back to the present. As he sortied from his house, he placed an old revolver in his coat pocket.
They'd managed to get he to the end of the street, but in their drunken state and with Jovana's struggling they were moving slowly. One of the soldiers lay slumped against a wall, an empty bottle of wine in his lap. Using the houses to cover him, he slowly crept forward, advancing on the group. Crouching behind a ruined wall he drew out his three blades. Balancing them in his hand, feeling the cold metal, it came to him like instinct. In one swift movement he straightened himself and threw the knives rapidly one after the other. Time seemed to slow down as the knives flew to their targets. Within seconds three of the soldiers were lying dead in the snow, knives in their backs. The silent attack gave Slobodan time to draw his revolver and let off another shot. Despite his inexperience his aim was perfect and another soldier lay with a bullet in his head. The unconscious soldier remained so.
Jovana was by now raising herself back off the ground, some of her clothes were ripped in places and she had several bruises, but she was alright. Slobodan rushed to help her. "Thank you," she said breathless. Now stood up she looked around at the neat circle of bodies around her.
"What will you do now?"
Slobodan hadn't really considered the consequences of his actions, he was too full of anger to think that far ahead, but now he saw it all to clearly. By morning, the patrol would be passing through again, and someone was bound to miss 4 soldiers. And then their was the soldier passed out by the house. He considered for a moment killing him too.
"Well I can't stay here. Not now. I guess I'll head into the mountains. There's supposed to be resistance groups still up there. I'll find them if I can."
"Then I'm coming with you." Her response shocked Slobodan. "I'm not staying around here for the next group of soldiers who like what they see."
"But you can't. We'd probably die, if not at the hands of soldiers then from starvation. I can't take you with me."
"Well you'll have to." The look in her eyes stopped Slobodan from refusing again. She pulled the knives from the bodies and handed them to Slobodan. "And you're going to teach me how to do that."
Slobodan smiled for the first time in years. "It's not easy you know."
By evening the two of them were heading out into the snow. Slobodan with his knives and revolver, and Jovana with an old rifle of her fathers. As they left, some of the villagers came out to bid them farewell. How little they knew what would happen next.
Back Stabbing
Slobodan Đoković looked out from his frosted window. The fresh morning air turned his breath to steam as he looked down. The white snow hid the stains of battle across the fields and the mountains away in the distance. This far from Kragujevac he'd been saved from the worse, but several of the men had been killed for putting up a fight, and some of the young girls had gone missing. He dressed himself quickly in his warmest clothing, and headed out. The snow crunched beneath his feet as he walked. He moved slowly, everyone seemed to walk slower these past few months, on his way to the shops. He passed a small patrol, only two men, but he was intimidated. The Hungarians had taken to doing as they wished and he heard rumors he didn't want to believe. Shaking the thoughts from his head he carried on.
As he returned with his rations he looked around. No one was in the street, which was odd. Even in a village the size of his there should be more people out at midday. He quickened his stepped, it didn't bode well. He turned the corner into his street, looking behind him for signs of life, when he saw them. Five soldiers, obviously drunk were dragging away young Jovana. Everyone knew her as the town beauty, and she was due to marry lucky Du'un before the war put the stoppers on that.
Her father lay dead in the snow, his red blood showing all too clearly in the snow. Jovana was putting up quite a fight, but the soldiers had overpowered her and were carrying her off to have their way with her. She wouldn't come back. Jovana kicked out, hurting one of the soldiers in the groin. As he fell crumpled to the ground one of his comrade slapped Jovana across the face. And Slobodan felt his anger consume him.
He couldn't remember afterwards where the rage came from, nor how he controlled it so. Drooping his food on the ground he dashed into his own house. The screams and shouts from outside urged him on. He ran to the old draw below a browning poster, "Dragan's World Famous Circus". He opened the draw and withdrew three short knives. He held each of the blades in turn, feeling their weight and balancing them until fresh screaming jerked him back to the present. As he sortied from his house, he placed an old revolver in his coat pocket.
They'd managed to get he to the end of the street, but in their drunken state and with Jovana's struggling they were moving slowly. One of the soldiers lay slumped against a wall, an empty bottle of wine in his lap. Using the houses to cover him, he slowly crept forward, advancing on the group. Crouching behind a ruined wall he drew out his three blades. Balancing them in his hand, feeling the cold metal, it came to him like instinct. In one swift movement he straightened himself and threw the knives rapidly one after the other. Time seemed to slow down as the knives flew to their targets. Within seconds three of the soldiers were lying dead in the snow, knives in their backs. The silent attack gave Slobodan time to draw his revolver and let off another shot. Despite his inexperience his aim was perfect and another soldier lay with a bullet in his head. The unconscious soldier remained so.
Jovana was by now raising herself back off the ground, some of her clothes were ripped in places and she had several bruises, but she was alright. Slobodan rushed to help her. "Thank you," she said breathless. Now stood up she looked around at the neat circle of bodies around her.
"What will you do now?"
Slobodan hadn't really considered the consequences of his actions, he was too full of anger to think that far ahead, but now he saw it all to clearly. By morning, the patrol would be passing through again, and someone was bound to miss 4 soldiers. And then their was the soldier passed out by the house. He considered for a moment killing him too.
"Well I can't stay here. Not now. I guess I'll head into the mountains. There's supposed to be resistance groups still up there. I'll find them if I can."
"Then I'm coming with you." Her response shocked Slobodan. "I'm not staying around here for the next group of soldiers who like what they see."
"But you can't. We'd probably die, if not at the hands of soldiers then from starvation. I can't take you with me."
"Well you'll have to." The look in her eyes stopped Slobodan from refusing again. She pulled the knives from the bodies and handed them to Slobodan. "And you're going to teach me how to do that."
Slobodan smiled for the first time in years. "It's not easy you know."
By evening the two of them were heading out into the snow. Slobodan with his knives and revolver, and Jovana with an old rifle of her fathers. As they left, some of the villagers came out to bid them farewell. How little they knew what would happen next.
Thlayli
Le Pétit Prince
From: The United States of America
To: Hungary
We would welcome Hungary's creation of a Democratic Republic of Serbia, or an autonomous Serbian region, in the occupied areas under your control. The current "Serbian" government doesn't even retain control of the ethnicity that they claim to represent, and it is the view of the State Department that the Serbian people should not be blamed for their government's betrayal of the Alliance.
From: The United States of America
To: The Triple Alliance
Since our alliance now contains several additional signatories, including Brazil, Hungary, Greece, and Belgium, and has expanded far beyond its original three members, we propose a new official name: The Global Alliance. Given the responsibilities of the Alliance in both war and peace, we propose that a permanent international headquarters be built after the war, on the island of Bermuda.
We view this as an essential step in the transition of the Alliance from a defensive wartime agreement into an international governing body. And it will allow Alliance members to wield unprededented power in international politics. Of course, the Alliance will continue to respect the sovereignty of individual states.
From: The United States
To: Liberia, Peru, Venezuela, Republic of Colombia and Panama
With the approval of our fellow members, we wish to invite your nations to join the Triple Alliance. We do not require declarations of war on the Entente, though volunteer assistance against the imperialists would gladly be appreciated. We need not mention the additional trade and mutual defense benefits that stem from joining, and the future assistance we can provide to Alliance members in the event of political disturbances.
To: Hungary
We would welcome Hungary's creation of a Democratic Republic of Serbia, or an autonomous Serbian region, in the occupied areas under your control. The current "Serbian" government doesn't even retain control of the ethnicity that they claim to represent, and it is the view of the State Department that the Serbian people should not be blamed for their government's betrayal of the Alliance.
From: The United States of America
To: The Triple Alliance
Since our alliance now contains several additional signatories, including Brazil, Hungary, Greece, and Belgium, and has expanded far beyond its original three members, we propose a new official name: The Global Alliance. Given the responsibilities of the Alliance in both war and peace, we propose that a permanent international headquarters be built after the war, on the island of Bermuda.
We view this as an essential step in the transition of the Alliance from a defensive wartime agreement into an international governing body. And it will allow Alliance members to wield unprededented power in international politics. Of course, the Alliance will continue to respect the sovereignty of individual states.
From: The United States
To: Liberia, Peru, Venezuela, Republic of Colombia and Panama
With the approval of our fellow members, we wish to invite your nations to join the Triple Alliance. We do not require declarations of war on the Entente, though volunteer assistance against the imperialists would gladly be appreciated. We need not mention the additional trade and mutual defense benefits that stem from joining, and the future assistance we can provide to Alliance members in the event of political disturbances.
silver 2039
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Brazil has no opposition to Peru, Venezuela, Colombia, and Panama joining the alliance.
Germany has strong opposition to these nations joining in such a manner that debases the value of the alliance. There is power in unity of action and adding these nations will simply serve to turn the alliance against each other as they cannot be said to have shown their commitment.
Ach, thank you, that clarifies things.
Other than that, I've been bit wondering the strength of brigades/squadrons. On tank brigades, I have only very rough quess that it's around 100 armoured vehicles yet I'm not sure if all 100 are tanks or does it include some other armoured units. As for artillery, wikipedia gave me a rough estimate that it contains between 24-70 artillery pieces... some set value would be nice to know. As for aircraft, wiki suggest's 12-24, which value are you using?
Kozmos
Jew Detective
This is why I am always for pure numbers military wise ala GoobNES1.
Luckymoose
The World is Mine
TO: United States of America
FROM: Kingdom of Belgium
We agree with you on the name change, headquarters location and formation of a new Alliance fed Serbian State. However the admittance of such a large number of unproven allies in war time is most unwise. We agree that Liberia and Panama should be admitted however.
(Still haven't seen you on MSN)
Peru accepts the invitation, assuming it actually goes through.
OOC: Is Bolivia now an NPC?
Disenfrancised
Beep Beep
OOC:
So you're going to build the head quarters of a international military organization on a group of islands that:
a) Encompass 20 sq miles and have limited room for new developments like a headquarters and the require protection, airport, and support facilities
b) will thus need to import all the water and food across alot of ocean.
c) put your headquaters in a place that can be cut off by storms
d) use a bit of land you haven't legally even gained yet with a hostile population - here I was think america was a land of freedom and laws.
e) And all this before you finished the war.
There is only one response really -
.
Much like you have already with the proposal of bermuda, am I right?
So you're going to build the head quarters of a international military organization on a group of islands that:
a) Encompass 20 sq miles and have limited room for new developments like a headquarters and the require protection, airport, and support facilities
b) will thus need to import all the water and food across alot of ocean.
c) put your headquaters in a place that can be cut off by storms
d) use a bit of land you haven't legally even gained yet with a hostile population - here I was think america was a land of freedom and laws.
e) And all this before you finished the war.
There is only one response really -
. Much like you have already with the proposal of bermuda, am I right?
Kozmos
Jew Detective
OOC: 
logic is a biatch.
logic is a biatch.
Luckymoose
The World is Mine
I say we build it in the very modern city of Brussels.
#1 Person
The Cow
OOC: I have lots of land in the arabian desert, in which i would be happy to let you guys use, for a price...
Luckymoose
The World is Mine
OOC: I have lots of land in the arabian desert, in which i would be happy to let you guys use, for a price...
Just wait until we learn to turn sand into lead. One step closer to Lead into Gold. When that happens you best watch your back!
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To: The Triple Alliance
From: Russia
We agree with the name change.
From: Russia
We agree with the name change.
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