Ricobirch
Chieftain
I'm still playing, currently the game is at 1980. I need to finish it one of thses days.
The Great War
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JoseM
Roman Emperor
yeah nice story.. continue plz, its interesting.
Continue the dang story!
Ricobirch
Chieftain
My apologies about the delay, but two old friends of mine surprised me by flying in 2 weeks ago. So most of my time has been spent with them. But they leave on Monday and I'll finish up this story sometime next week.
This is a very good story which reminds me of a book i am reading. Keep writing!
Ricobirch
Chieftain
Hello agian readers!
I apologize about the long wait but I've had one hell of a case of writers block combined with a heavy dose of real life. But that has passed and now like a Pheniox rising fom the ashes, here is Chapter 9 of "The Great War, Northen Front" Enjoy
Chapter 9
The total cost of the war can of course never be ascertained, but here is a fact to think over. If the war never happed the total world population today, 20 years later would be almost 50% higher.
-WWI a Retrospective
American Artillery in Action
January 23rd, 1909
50.25 Miles North of Cambridge
The men just stood there staring, not believing what they saw. The entire Indian defensive network was gone. The trenches themselves were now just a series of smoldering craters. Body parts of the defenders littered the landscape. Whatever had happened had wiped the defenders off of the map. Very few shelters survived and now the few survivors stumbled out of them. They just stood there looking around not reacting to the sound of the oncoming American troops. (It was later found out that they were infact deaf, the concussions had collapsed their eardrums). They finally spotted the Americans and threw their arms up in surrender.
My god Joe what the hell happened here?
Joe didnt answer, he was in very deep thought trying to figure out what could do this. As he was thinking the order was given to advance deeper into Indian Territory. They got a mile and a half before they met any kind of opposition. In that mile and a half they collected 16 prisoners, none else was found alive.
The Americans took full advantage of the breakthrough; troops poured through the hole in the Indian lines. The second and third line forces could not take the pressure and they fell easily. They fought their way through a stunned rear support area and by nightfall the entire Indian army in the sector was either dead or captured. Nothing stood between the Americans and New Karachi.
That night Joe, and Sam were sitting around a campfire trying to figure out what happened.
What in Gods name could have done that?
I dont know Sam, in my ten years of armed service I have never seen anything like that. An entire square mile of land just flattened, nothing left. Whatever it was accomplished what we had been trying for a year in just 15 minutes.
It sounded like the biggest artillery barrage in history, but we didnt hear the shells traveling overhead. We just heard that low drone, and then all hell broke loose.
Its that drone thats the key, Sam. It was like a group of large airplanes.
But you said it was too far off, they cant fly that high.
Well can you think of anything else?
Maybe we snuck a hell of a lot of people over there and they planted tons of TNT?
Please Sam, if you believe that then I got some swamp land in Cedar Springs to sell you. No the only logical explanation is a new heavy type of plane that carries a modified artillery shell.
Well if that is the truth then this war is as good as over. The Indians cant even shoot down our low flying fighters, how can they possibly combat this new weapon?
Joe nodded, Yep, but it wont be won on the battlefield, this was a bargaining ploy. Now then Indians will be so scared that we can do this that they will sign the peace that we want. This war could be over very soon.
Watch out Joe I think I might have heard a little bit of hope in your voice there.
Joe smiled, Well a lot of things have changed in the last 12 hours. Maybe there is room for a little hope now.
January 30th, 1909
2 miles south of New Karachi
The last week had been one of complete chaos, the Americans had rapidly moved north overtaking countless Indian artillery and support troops. Resistance was light; apparently the Indians had abandoned any hopes of stopping the Americans before New Karachi. They hastily set up defenses in the city and waited for the attack.
The negotiations had been making progress but stalled again over the issue of reparations. So the American high command thought that another show of force would finally convince the Indians to end this now pointless war.
Joe looked through his binoculars; the city lay in front of him. It was a small town but still large enough to present a hell of a lot of problems to anyone who tried to attack. He could see the Indians had already thrown up roadblocks at just about every intersection. Nothing a little well paced artillery couldnt take care off though.
He put down the glasses and turned to Sam, Well there it is, what we have been working toward for the past year. Youre looking at a city about to be pummeled into oblivion. If you ask me we shouldnt even waste the ammo, the Indians are in bad shape. If we were to just sit here Im positive that internal pressure would force them to sign that treaty by spring.
Youll get no argument from me, unfortunately, things back home are not that great either. Ive heard rumors about ration riots in several cities. Of course the high command violently dismisses these rumors.
Well you know the old saying, The more a rumor is denied, the more likely it is to be true.
Sam nodded, Thats what Im afraid of, the army might be so anxious to end this war they might do something stupid.
Like attacking a city that hadnt been properly
Joe searched for the right word, um, prepared?
Exactly.
The 2 men stared at the setting sun, contemplating the consequences of such an attack. Both were silent as the watched the sun slowly sink behind the city.
Immediately after the sun had disappeared, their deep thinking was interrupted by the sound of hundreds of artillery pieces opening fire. The ground rumbled as the shells traveled to their destinations.
The massive crashes subsided long enough for Joe to get in a sentence, Well my good friend all we can do now is hope.
Sam smiled.
I apologize about the long wait but I've had one hell of a case of writers block combined with a heavy dose of real life. But that has passed and now like a Pheniox rising fom the ashes, here is Chapter 9 of "The Great War, Northen Front" Enjoy
Chapter 9
The total cost of the war can of course never be ascertained, but here is a fact to think over. If the war never happed the total world population today, 20 years later would be almost 50% higher.
-WWI a Retrospective
American Artillery in Action
January 23rd, 1909
50.25 Miles North of Cambridge
The men just stood there staring, not believing what they saw. The entire Indian defensive network was gone. The trenches themselves were now just a series of smoldering craters. Body parts of the defenders littered the landscape. Whatever had happened had wiped the defenders off of the map. Very few shelters survived and now the few survivors stumbled out of them. They just stood there looking around not reacting to the sound of the oncoming American troops. (It was later found out that they were infact deaf, the concussions had collapsed their eardrums). They finally spotted the Americans and threw their arms up in surrender.
My god Joe what the hell happened here?
Joe didnt answer, he was in very deep thought trying to figure out what could do this. As he was thinking the order was given to advance deeper into Indian Territory. They got a mile and a half before they met any kind of opposition. In that mile and a half they collected 16 prisoners, none else was found alive.
The Americans took full advantage of the breakthrough; troops poured through the hole in the Indian lines. The second and third line forces could not take the pressure and they fell easily. They fought their way through a stunned rear support area and by nightfall the entire Indian army in the sector was either dead or captured. Nothing stood between the Americans and New Karachi.
That night Joe, and Sam were sitting around a campfire trying to figure out what happened.
What in Gods name could have done that?
I dont know Sam, in my ten years of armed service I have never seen anything like that. An entire square mile of land just flattened, nothing left. Whatever it was accomplished what we had been trying for a year in just 15 minutes.
It sounded like the biggest artillery barrage in history, but we didnt hear the shells traveling overhead. We just heard that low drone, and then all hell broke loose.
Its that drone thats the key, Sam. It was like a group of large airplanes.
But you said it was too far off, they cant fly that high.
Well can you think of anything else?
Maybe we snuck a hell of a lot of people over there and they planted tons of TNT?
Please Sam, if you believe that then I got some swamp land in Cedar Springs to sell you. No the only logical explanation is a new heavy type of plane that carries a modified artillery shell.
Well if that is the truth then this war is as good as over. The Indians cant even shoot down our low flying fighters, how can they possibly combat this new weapon?
Joe nodded, Yep, but it wont be won on the battlefield, this was a bargaining ploy. Now then Indians will be so scared that we can do this that they will sign the peace that we want. This war could be over very soon.
Watch out Joe I think I might have heard a little bit of hope in your voice there.
Joe smiled, Well a lot of things have changed in the last 12 hours. Maybe there is room for a little hope now.
January 30th, 1909
2 miles south of New Karachi
The last week had been one of complete chaos, the Americans had rapidly moved north overtaking countless Indian artillery and support troops. Resistance was light; apparently the Indians had abandoned any hopes of stopping the Americans before New Karachi. They hastily set up defenses in the city and waited for the attack.
The negotiations had been making progress but stalled again over the issue of reparations. So the American high command thought that another show of force would finally convince the Indians to end this now pointless war.
Joe looked through his binoculars; the city lay in front of him. It was a small town but still large enough to present a hell of a lot of problems to anyone who tried to attack. He could see the Indians had already thrown up roadblocks at just about every intersection. Nothing a little well paced artillery couldnt take care off though.
He put down the glasses and turned to Sam, Well there it is, what we have been working toward for the past year. Youre looking at a city about to be pummeled into oblivion. If you ask me we shouldnt even waste the ammo, the Indians are in bad shape. If we were to just sit here Im positive that internal pressure would force them to sign that treaty by spring.
Youll get no argument from me, unfortunately, things back home are not that great either. Ive heard rumors about ration riots in several cities. Of course the high command violently dismisses these rumors.
Well you know the old saying, The more a rumor is denied, the more likely it is to be true.
Sam nodded, Thats what Im afraid of, the army might be so anxious to end this war they might do something stupid.
Like attacking a city that hadnt been properly
Joe searched for the right word, um, prepared?
Exactly.
The 2 men stared at the setting sun, contemplating the consequences of such an attack. Both were silent as the watched the sun slowly sink behind the city.
Immediately after the sun had disappeared, their deep thinking was interrupted by the sound of hundreds of artillery pieces opening fire. The ground rumbled as the shells traveled to their destinations.
The massive crashes subsided long enough for Joe to get in a sentence, Well my good friend all we can do now is hope.
Sam smiled.
das
Regeneration In Process
Don't even hope of it!
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Freedom Fighter
Does your battlefield look something like this?
I hope you'all like this photograph!
It is a 1:72 Tank Model of a Leopard 2A5, german main battle tank, the most modern tank these days. Either M1A2 nor T-90 can compete with it.
The nuke explosion is taken from a real picture...
Sincerely,
Uwe
I hope you'all like this photograph!
It is a 1:72 Tank Model of a Leopard 2A5, german main battle tank, the most modern tank these days. Either M1A2 nor T-90 can compete with it.
The nuke explosion is taken from a real picture...
Sincerely,
Uwe
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Ricobirch
Chieftain
Nice pic, but about 80 years too modern for this AAR.
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Freedom Fighter
you'll never know
Ricobirch
Chieftain
Ok people pop some popcorn, grab a beer and get comfortable, cause here it is the thrilling conclusion to; "The Great War-Northern Front"
Chapter 10
The euphoria swept the nation like a plague. The years of hard work and sacrifice had finally paid off. Banks and Schools were closed for a week straight as the country celebrated the end of the war.
-Pg. 632 from a High School History book circa 1963
Military Cemetary just north of Cambridge
February 6th, 1909
2 Miles South of New Karachi
Sam stared at what used to be New Karachi; all that remained were several extremely large piles of rubble. What the artillery hadnt leveled the continuous fires had. It didnt look like anything could have possibly survived. But through a pair of field glasses, you could see movement in the ruins. Now instead of a thousand defensive positions, there were a million. Sam sighed, this was going to be a lot harder then it needed to.
Joe walked up next to Sam and looked at the city for himself, Well, looks like we are going to earn our pay on this one.
Looks like it, sure glad that we are not the unlucky bastards that have to go in first.
The two men turned around and looked at the soldiers of the first wave. There before them was a group of several hundred men dimly lit by several campfires; most of them green as the money in their pockets. Their hands wrapped around their knees as tight as possible. They would visibly shake with each crash of the artillery. Some had managed to get some paper and were trying to write letters, a few were in tears.
Joe slowly shook his head, My god, what a waste.
Better them then us.
Joe looked at his watch, The sun will start to rise soon, shouldnt be too long now.
As if on cue a captain emerged from a nearby tent and nodded to a sergeant, it was time. One by one the attacking soldiers got up, grabbed their weapons, and moved to the forward positions. The on-looking veterans stood on both sides of the advancing troops, forming an impromptu honor guard.
As the units started the advance on the city, the artillery, which had subsided for a moment, started up again at full force. Shells were falling all over the line of advance, thoroughly confusing the remaining Indian defenders. After 5 minutes the guns stopped and the field was eeriely silent.
The sun started to peak above the horizon as the first wave reached the defenders. The silence was shattered by the sounds of the Indians opening fire. The white puffs of the muskets seemed to come from every opening in the rubble. Many attackers fell as the rest broke into a full charge.
The final battle had begun.
February 15th, 1909
New Karachi
Sniper! Yelled Joe.
The entire unit immediately dove for any cover they could find. The screams of the man that had been hit echoed through the narrow street.
Joe peeked around the corner of the building he took cover from; a puff of smoke was slowly dissipating from a large pile of rubble about 20 yards down the road from him. Suddenly the brick 2 feet above his head exploded as the sound of the second shot resonated through the air. Joe snapped back around the corner and yelled, Careful there is more then one! Jones where are you hit?
Jones didnt answer, he just screamed
Ok, sit tight well get to you soon. Did anybody see where that second shot came from?
Sam replied, Yea, about 5 yards to the left of the first one.
Ok, everybody listen up, on my signal I want Alpha squad to lay down fire on that pile of rubble. The rest of you move up to the next intersection. Then you will lay down covering fire as Alpha advances. Everyone understand?
The platoon barked out a series of Rogers.
OK, COVERING FIRE!
The men went into action, the platoon of veterans carried out the orders to the letter. Soon the platoon had advanced up to the pile of rubble and were searching for the snipers. They found one body, shot through the head.
Damn, the other one got away, he must have retreated immediately after firing. He knew that ancient musket gave a way his position, un-like his companion here. Well that will be the last mistake he ever makes.
Joe turned around to check on Jones, a medic was hunched over him working furiously. The medic looked up at Joe and shook his head.
Joe nodded and said, Make him as comfortable as you can.
The medic grabbed 3 morphine needles from his bag and injected them into Jones. His screaming slowly subsided, most of the platoon gathered round to comfort the man as life slowly drained away from his face. It was soon over; Joe leaned over the corpse and gently closed his eyelids. He then removed the dog tag from his neck and stood up.
Smith, Miller, you got stretcher detail.
The two men made a crude stretcher out of a blanket and two near by 2x4s. And picked up Joness body. The platoon then started the march back to camp.
Later that day Joe and Sam were sitting around a table. Sam was helping Joe write letters to the kin of the soldiers he had lost over the past few days. Joe had neglected this grizzly duty for 4 days now. Casualties were becoming less frequent so now was the time to catch up with the paperwork. It hadnt been that way at first, the first few days of the attack were bloodbaths. The Indians had taken shelter in the cities sewer system. Most survived the artillery barrage, and rooting out those sewers was nasty business. But the American numerical and technological advantage proved over-whelming. And a week after it started the last organized resistance was driven from the city. The past few days had seen a massive mopping up operation. Most patrols were just un-eventful strolls but every once in a while a straggler or two would pop up and cause some damage. The rest of the day was spent hunched in front of radios waiting for those 4 little words that would end this nightmare.
Joe how does this sound; Dear Mrs. Jones, as Adams commanding officer it is my sad duty to inform you that your husband, was shot today while on patrol in New Karachi. Our medic did all that he could, but his injuries were too severe to repair. You should know that his last thoughts were of you and your two boys. And when he passed on he had a smile on his face knowing he had done his part to protect his family. Adam was as fine a solider as you could find in this army. He performed his duties with honor and dignity that served as an inspiration to everyone around him. I hope this will in some way make you grieving that much easier.
Very good Sam, better then anything Ive ever written.
Yea well writing was one of my stronger skills in school. As a matter of fact Im thinking about writing a book after the war is over.
What are you going to write about?
Well my experiences here in the army of course.
Come on Sam, who is going to want to read about a silly little privates experience in a war like this? Joe jokingly asked.
Well Im sure there are a few misguided souls out there that want to hear what I have to say.
Whatever you say Sam, come on lets go send out these telegrams.
Joe and Sam grabbed the dozen or so letters and walked out of the tent. It was an unusually warm February day. There wasnt a cloud in the sky and the sun was burning bright as it started its downward trip to the horizon. Men were taking advantage of it by playing some baseball, writing letters, or just taking a much-needed nap.
They arrived at a very crowded Com tent. Joe shoved his way through the crowd, What the hell is going on here?
A nearby private blurted out, Something big happed back home last night, they are expecting an announcement any time now..
Sam ran up, If youre joking with us Im going to put one between your eyes.
The private replied, No joke man, that come straight from an army news report.
Joe nodded, and made his way to the telegraph operator, These are to go out as soon as possible.
The operator read over one of the telegrams, Of course Sergeant. He then turned back to his set and started to tap the telegraph madly.
Joe went back to Sam, Come on Sam lets get out of here, its too crowded in here.
But what if the news comes, I want to hear it first.
If its important theyll let everybody know.
Sam nodded and the two men went outside and joined the baseball game. They played until evening chow was called. They were walking to the mess tent when the PA system crackled to life. Everybody in the camp immediately stopped what they were doing and looked up to the nearest speaker.
A deep voice cam over the airwaves, Ladies and Gentlemen this is Dan Roberts of RCA radio news. We now go live to the steps of the capital where Im told the President is about to make a speech. The next voice you here will be that of the President of the United Sates of America.
My fellow Americans, I speak to you today on a date that will be remembered for generations. For the past 3 years we as a nation have collectively suffered through the pains of war. Every sacrifice made by our brave men on the front has hurt as all. The selflessness of our boys has brought tears to my eyes on more then one occasion. Our nation will mourn for these lost souls for years to come. But I stand before you today to inform the world that those gallant men did not perish in vain.
The camp was so quiet you could hear a flys heartbeat
Last night at 2 AM our diplomats completed a cease-fire agreement with the Indian Empire. As of the top of the hour, the war is over.
The camp exploded as the men celebrated the news. People were in tears as the shouted, hugged, laughed, and screamed. The rest of the Presidents address went unnoticed by most of then men. He had already said the only words that mattered.
That night witnessed the biggest party the army had ever seen. The celebration lasted long into the night.
Joe and Sam walked out of a tent holding their beers. They went to a nearby hill and sat down. Joe took out a pack of cigarettes and lit one. Sam looked over, smiled and said, Hey Joe, you know those things will kill you right?
They were still laughing 15 minutes later when the sun started to rise.
My god, Joe that is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.
Yes it is, you know recently every time I see a sunrise I get the feeling that no matter what happened the day before it doesnt matter. It tells you that today things might get better. It fills you with a sense of
Joe smiled, Hope.
So there you go my 22 page WW1 epic, I hope you all had as much fun reading it as I did writing it.
As always if you would like to know more, I'm just a pm away.
Chapter 10
The euphoria swept the nation like a plague. The years of hard work and sacrifice had finally paid off. Banks and Schools were closed for a week straight as the country celebrated the end of the war.
-Pg. 632 from a High School History book circa 1963
Military Cemetary just north of Cambridge
February 6th, 1909
2 Miles South of New Karachi
Sam stared at what used to be New Karachi; all that remained were several extremely large piles of rubble. What the artillery hadnt leveled the continuous fires had. It didnt look like anything could have possibly survived. But through a pair of field glasses, you could see movement in the ruins. Now instead of a thousand defensive positions, there were a million. Sam sighed, this was going to be a lot harder then it needed to.
Joe walked up next to Sam and looked at the city for himself, Well, looks like we are going to earn our pay on this one.
Looks like it, sure glad that we are not the unlucky bastards that have to go in first.
The two men turned around and looked at the soldiers of the first wave. There before them was a group of several hundred men dimly lit by several campfires; most of them green as the money in their pockets. Their hands wrapped around their knees as tight as possible. They would visibly shake with each crash of the artillery. Some had managed to get some paper and were trying to write letters, a few were in tears.
Joe slowly shook his head, My god, what a waste.
Better them then us.
Joe looked at his watch, The sun will start to rise soon, shouldnt be too long now.
As if on cue a captain emerged from a nearby tent and nodded to a sergeant, it was time. One by one the attacking soldiers got up, grabbed their weapons, and moved to the forward positions. The on-looking veterans stood on both sides of the advancing troops, forming an impromptu honor guard.
As the units started the advance on the city, the artillery, which had subsided for a moment, started up again at full force. Shells were falling all over the line of advance, thoroughly confusing the remaining Indian defenders. After 5 minutes the guns stopped and the field was eeriely silent.
The sun started to peak above the horizon as the first wave reached the defenders. The silence was shattered by the sounds of the Indians opening fire. The white puffs of the muskets seemed to come from every opening in the rubble. Many attackers fell as the rest broke into a full charge.
The final battle had begun.
February 15th, 1909
New Karachi
Sniper! Yelled Joe.
The entire unit immediately dove for any cover they could find. The screams of the man that had been hit echoed through the narrow street.
Joe peeked around the corner of the building he took cover from; a puff of smoke was slowly dissipating from a large pile of rubble about 20 yards down the road from him. Suddenly the brick 2 feet above his head exploded as the sound of the second shot resonated through the air. Joe snapped back around the corner and yelled, Careful there is more then one! Jones where are you hit?
Jones didnt answer, he just screamed
Ok, sit tight well get to you soon. Did anybody see where that second shot came from?
Sam replied, Yea, about 5 yards to the left of the first one.
Ok, everybody listen up, on my signal I want Alpha squad to lay down fire on that pile of rubble. The rest of you move up to the next intersection. Then you will lay down covering fire as Alpha advances. Everyone understand?
The platoon barked out a series of Rogers.
OK, COVERING FIRE!
The men went into action, the platoon of veterans carried out the orders to the letter. Soon the platoon had advanced up to the pile of rubble and were searching for the snipers. They found one body, shot through the head.
Damn, the other one got away, he must have retreated immediately after firing. He knew that ancient musket gave a way his position, un-like his companion here. Well that will be the last mistake he ever makes.
Joe turned around to check on Jones, a medic was hunched over him working furiously. The medic looked up at Joe and shook his head.
Joe nodded and said, Make him as comfortable as you can.
The medic grabbed 3 morphine needles from his bag and injected them into Jones. His screaming slowly subsided, most of the platoon gathered round to comfort the man as life slowly drained away from his face. It was soon over; Joe leaned over the corpse and gently closed his eyelids. He then removed the dog tag from his neck and stood up.
Smith, Miller, you got stretcher detail.
The two men made a crude stretcher out of a blanket and two near by 2x4s. And picked up Joness body. The platoon then started the march back to camp.
Later that day Joe and Sam were sitting around a table. Sam was helping Joe write letters to the kin of the soldiers he had lost over the past few days. Joe had neglected this grizzly duty for 4 days now. Casualties were becoming less frequent so now was the time to catch up with the paperwork. It hadnt been that way at first, the first few days of the attack were bloodbaths. The Indians had taken shelter in the cities sewer system. Most survived the artillery barrage, and rooting out those sewers was nasty business. But the American numerical and technological advantage proved over-whelming. And a week after it started the last organized resistance was driven from the city. The past few days had seen a massive mopping up operation. Most patrols were just un-eventful strolls but every once in a while a straggler or two would pop up and cause some damage. The rest of the day was spent hunched in front of radios waiting for those 4 little words that would end this nightmare.
Joe how does this sound; Dear Mrs. Jones, as Adams commanding officer it is my sad duty to inform you that your husband, was shot today while on patrol in New Karachi. Our medic did all that he could, but his injuries were too severe to repair. You should know that his last thoughts were of you and your two boys. And when he passed on he had a smile on his face knowing he had done his part to protect his family. Adam was as fine a solider as you could find in this army. He performed his duties with honor and dignity that served as an inspiration to everyone around him. I hope this will in some way make you grieving that much easier.
Very good Sam, better then anything Ive ever written.
Yea well writing was one of my stronger skills in school. As a matter of fact Im thinking about writing a book after the war is over.
What are you going to write about?
Well my experiences here in the army of course.
Come on Sam, who is going to want to read about a silly little privates experience in a war like this? Joe jokingly asked.
Well Im sure there are a few misguided souls out there that want to hear what I have to say.
Whatever you say Sam, come on lets go send out these telegrams.
Joe and Sam grabbed the dozen or so letters and walked out of the tent. It was an unusually warm February day. There wasnt a cloud in the sky and the sun was burning bright as it started its downward trip to the horizon. Men were taking advantage of it by playing some baseball, writing letters, or just taking a much-needed nap.
They arrived at a very crowded Com tent. Joe shoved his way through the crowd, What the hell is going on here?
A nearby private blurted out, Something big happed back home last night, they are expecting an announcement any time now..
Sam ran up, If youre joking with us Im going to put one between your eyes.
The private replied, No joke man, that come straight from an army news report.
Joe nodded, and made his way to the telegraph operator, These are to go out as soon as possible.
The operator read over one of the telegrams, Of course Sergeant. He then turned back to his set and started to tap the telegraph madly.
Joe went back to Sam, Come on Sam lets get out of here, its too crowded in here.
But what if the news comes, I want to hear it first.
If its important theyll let everybody know.
Sam nodded and the two men went outside and joined the baseball game. They played until evening chow was called. They were walking to the mess tent when the PA system crackled to life. Everybody in the camp immediately stopped what they were doing and looked up to the nearest speaker.
A deep voice cam over the airwaves, Ladies and Gentlemen this is Dan Roberts of RCA radio news. We now go live to the steps of the capital where Im told the President is about to make a speech. The next voice you here will be that of the President of the United Sates of America.
My fellow Americans, I speak to you today on a date that will be remembered for generations. For the past 3 years we as a nation have collectively suffered through the pains of war. Every sacrifice made by our brave men on the front has hurt as all. The selflessness of our boys has brought tears to my eyes on more then one occasion. Our nation will mourn for these lost souls for years to come. But I stand before you today to inform the world that those gallant men did not perish in vain.
The camp was so quiet you could hear a flys heartbeat
Last night at 2 AM our diplomats completed a cease-fire agreement with the Indian Empire. As of the top of the hour, the war is over.
The camp exploded as the men celebrated the news. People were in tears as the shouted, hugged, laughed, and screamed. The rest of the Presidents address went unnoticed by most of then men. He had already said the only words that mattered.
That night witnessed the biggest party the army had ever seen. The celebration lasted long into the night.
Joe and Sam walked out of a tent holding their beers. They went to a nearby hill and sat down. Joe took out a pack of cigarettes and lit one. Sam looked over, smiled and said, Hey Joe, you know those things will kill you right?
They were still laughing 15 minutes later when the sun started to rise.
My god, Joe that is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.
Yes it is, you know recently every time I see a sunrise I get the feeling that no matter what happened the day before it doesnt matter. It tells you that today things might get better. It fills you with a sense of
Joe smiled, Hope.
So there you go my 22 page WW1 epic, I hope you all had as much fun reading it as I did writing it.
As always if you would like to know more, I'm just a pm away.
das
Regeneration In Process
What was the peace treaty? The results of war? Several, several?
Ricobirch
Chieftain
Well the terms of the treaty were as follows: I keep all conquerd territory, (Basicly everything up to New Karachi) I recive several luxury items, I get some workers, and I recived 35 gold per turn for 20 years.
I was damanding around 45-50 gold but most of my homeland cities had been rioting for a while and improvments were being destroyed. My production was cut in half, and I was losing about 50 gold a turn. My treasury was about to go into the red. So after the fall of New Karachi I dropped my offer to 35 gold per turn and they accepted.
This however didn't end the war, the English and French refused to sign a white peace! So after a few new key technologies were discovered I decided to force the issue, but that tale will have to wait for my next story.
I was damanding around 45-50 gold but most of my homeland cities had been rioting for a while and improvments were being destroyed. My production was cut in half, and I was losing about 50 gold a turn. My treasury was about to go into the red. So after the fall of New Karachi I dropped my offer to 35 gold per turn and they accepted.
This however didn't end the war, the English and French refused to sign a white peace! So after a few new key technologies were discovered I decided to force the issue, but that tale will have to wait for my next story.
Jade
Chieftain
Shame I can't opren the screenshot anymore...
Ricobirch
Chieftain
Works fine when I click on the link.
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