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The Raveners of Gravelton | The Director raised an eyebrow and asked the Lieutenant why the men who were obviously soldiers and guards wearing suits. | |
New-confederate states | Secretary Monroe mumbled for a second, then talked: "Good, good. One last thing, this General Shepherd that I'll met, something I should know about him before properly seeing him?" | |
New-confederate states | Informed of the distance that separated the place to the capital, Pickett would just say that if there is some kind of plenipotentiary or someone like that in the area it would be perfect, but if they must travel more far, she won't mind. | |
The virginian trade union | The captain is quiet for a moment, seemingly thinking about Monroe's question, "The General is definitely... Intense-" The captain started, the other men in the patrol nodding, "But he cares for his men, just make sure not to say anything that would rile him up. Oh, also agree to have a drink with him, Shepherd doesn't trust a man who doesn't enjoy a stiff drink-" The captain said with a small chuckle, stopping when he sees Hillsville in the distance, "Alright boys, we're here-" He says as they walk closer to the city, clearly still being rebuilt by the Trade Union. | |
The Sovereign Corporation of Ivan Industries | Ol' St. Joe, pt. 1 St. Joe's main economic activity, however, was fishing. Many of the yachts had been converted into sailboats or galleys and used in commercial net-fishing or harpoon-fishing for the more mutated fish. The fish kept the town fed, and they were even able to export their fish despite being a relatively small settlement. Their main customer had been K'Zoo, who traded them skins for the fish. The Joerings then took the skins and sold them to passing merchants, trading them for all the goods they didn't produce themselves as well as salt. Since the Sovereign Corporation took over K'Zoo, they'd had to raise prices for their fish to pay off the new tariffs and customs. However, on the whole, they'd been able to make more money just with the simple fact of having access to the broader market, selling their fish as far away as Detroit and as close by as Chicago. This encouraged the settlement's leadership to send a delegate to the Golden Towers to inquire about joining the Sovereign Corporation. Admittedly, Ivan was a little surprised that a settlement would want to join them of their own free will; everyone they'd met so far had clung very tightly to their sovereignty and autonomy, only surrendering to the barrel of a gun or the threat of tariffs. After speaking with the delegation, however, Ivan understood their situation a little better - they were a very small town, barely 1,000 people, with little in the way of weaponry other than their fishing equipment. Previously, they'd been able to count on the Fire Keepers to keep them safe from raiders and the like, acting as a satellite town of K'Zoo. Now, of course, they were all alone, and were willing to accept an overlordship if it meant protection, plus they stood to benefit economically from tying their futures to that of the Sovereign Corporation. Ivan offered them a town charter, which they accepted without too much hesitation (they were honestly expecting to lose more of their autonomy than the Charter specified they would lose). Within the week, the charter was signed by the town leadership and returned to the CEO's office. Ivan sighed; if only every expansion would be this easy. Ardentus and The virginian trade union | |
Revolutionary middleland | Homeward Bound (part 2) Pheobe Martin found herself shoved into the back of a pickup truck with her hands bound behind her back and a potato sack tied on her head. The back of the truck was swelteringly hot, but the ride was short and thoughtless. The vehicle abruptly stopped, and the scarlet-haired bombshell was out and hastily dragged along the devastated pavement for a good minute before the sack was finally removed. The remains of a decimated apartment building stood in a heap of what was once home to dozens of people. In the midst of rubble stood three uniformed figures- the most prominent being the man who stood in the center. He was bulky, bald and intimidating, with a thick mustache and eyebrows so unkempt they almost formed a unibrow. The soldiers who had escorted her there stood menacingly behind her, cutting off any chance of escape. The area was quite open, but deep down Pheobe knew there would be nobody else in a longshot. "Who you are?" The lefternmost soldier behind her interrogated, the bald man brandishing a wooden club. At first, she resisted. No way in hell would she entertain these bandits. However, when that brute stepped forward, she yelped out her name as if a she were a dog terrorized by a thunderstorm. "Where you from?" No chance for hesitation with that monster so close to her, Pheobe let it all out. > "Topeka! I moved away as a kid, I came back!" The man was just about to break her kneecaps when even he paused, the soldiers around him now intrigued instead of infuriated. A newcomer. The woman was pulled up, matching the gaze of a Middle commissar turning the corner, her neck-length hair short and black. Having listened in to the whole exchange, she felt it necessary to butt in and give Pheobe the illusion of safety. "You will now be referred to as Comrade. You have much to learn about Middle. This is a new regime. Clean regime, pure regime." Ardentus and The virginian trade union | |
The Sovereign Corporation of Ivan Industries | Drive to Cincinnati The success of the campaign to secure I-94 brought into the spotlight the I-75 highway. Of late, traffic from the South had been increasing. The caravans talked about the rise of several organized and armed factions in the South that were rebuilding civilization and making the roads safer. In particular, a neo-confederate faction seemed to have gone and pacified much of Kentucky and trade was flowing all the way up the Great 75 from as far away as Florida. In fact, everything but the Ohio section of I-75 was pacified - something Ivan intended to correct. The Board agreed, and Wheelwright was given a new set of orders - secure the I-75 as far down as Cincinnati. This campaign would not be easy; I-75 ran through the ruins of the Glass Khanate, now a bitter battlefield between Khan loyalists (because he was still alive, after all) and warlords intending to carve out their own niche of the territory. However, the Security Corps was by now a veteran of battles against the raiders, and they knew what to do, and if Ivan ever got around to building them any new weapons... Ardentus and The virginian trade union | |
The Raveners of Gravelton | Official Construction Edict by the Presidium of the Secretariat in Regards to the Prefectures of Hartwell, Clayton, Dalton, Athens, Atlanta In a new edict issued by the Infrastructural Bureau of the Secretariat of the United Prefectural Directorate on behalf of the Presidium, it has ordered that the following Prefectures are to begin immediate construction of logistical and communication infrastructures such as radio towers and roads for the purpose of linking the newly established Prefectures closer together to the rest of the UPD and their fellow Prefectures. In addition, work is to begin immediately on upgrading the resource collection of each individual Prefecture, from agricultural efforts in Hartwell to salvage efforts in Clayton and Atlanta. Once this program of infrastructure construction has run its course, it is the hope of the Presidium to begin construction of civilian factories within the newly established District Nine. [Resources Expended: Road Network (10 Concrete), Radio Towers (5 Steel/5 Scrap Electronics), Simple Farmsteads (8 Scrap), Salvage Teams (18 Scrap/3 Steel), Shallow Tunnels (6 Scrap/2 Steel), Total (10 Concrete/10 Steel/5 Scrap Electronics/32 Scrap)] | |
The Thestral Union of FreeAmericanStates | The Lieutenant says "Thats mainly for formalities underneath the suits are bulletproof vests. As for why suits a matter of prestige in keeping in line with prewar military tradition as well as tradition from the New Continental Army the precursors to the New American Army." | |
The Thestral Union of FreeAmericanStates | He is informed the New American Republic shall send a diplomat over and they shall arrive within the week do to travel. | |
The Raveners of Gravelton | Military Exercises As the Director had belatedly informed the Strategic Command of the Presidium that the Confederates had proposed a series of military exercises which he had agreed to as he rode out of communication range, the Commissariat had flown into something approaching panic before calmer heads prevailed and two Units were dispatched westward towards the border with the New Confederate States. In the meantime, Emissary Davidson, ensconced as he was in the Directorate's embassy, would be tasked with assuring the Confederate government that no, the two Units arriving at the border were not the spearhead of a general invasion, and that they were to take part in military exercises arranged by the Confederates' own president. | |
The Raveners of Gravelton | The Director hummed in though, before simply stating, "New American, eh.", and speaking no more for the duration of the trip. | |
New-confederate states | Monroe listened closely, hoping to get some valuable information, he was partially satisfied: "Thanks for escorting me and telling me all of this valuable information, captain. So we finally reach the city? I was waiting for this moment." | |
New-confederate states | Secretary Pickett would inform the NCS that she'll have to remain a longer time in the foreign territory and wait for the diplomat. | |
New-confederate states | The President had informed his own generals of the planned exercises, and the part of the 2nd Infantry was sent to Louisville, waiting for the Directorate's soldiers coming. | |
The virginian trade union | The captain didn't say much more as he escorted Monroe through the city, they were obviously still in the process of repairing the outskirts but the heart of Hillsville was pretty well put together when compared to other pre-war cities. Monroe is then taken to the newly designated city hall, an old civil war museum if the old signs were any indication. Once onside the city hall Monroe would see a Virginian flag hanging proudly behind the secretary's desk, "Alright-" The captain started, "Shepherd shouldn't be busy so just follow me to his office-" With that the captain leads Monroe to the left wing of the city hall, a few mannequins still wearing Civil War Union and Confederate uniforms were pushed to the side, and eventually ending up to an old oak door. The captain opens the door and reveals what seems to be the General's office, a few stuffed heads hung on the walls and another Virginian flag was hanging on the back wall, and behind a desk sat an old man wearing something similar to a Civil War Union uniform. This must be General Shepherd, with a quick salute the patrol captain quickly explained the situation to Shepherd before promptly leaving the room, leaving Monroe and Shepherd alone. Ardentus, Liberated New Arizona, and New-confederate states | |
The Raveners of Gravelton | The two Units advanced into the New Confederate States, transported mainly by horse-drawn carts while the staff officers rode their own horses, led by their respective Commissars. | |
The Sovereign Corporation of Ivan Industries | Down By the Old Mill Stream, pt. 1 Security Battalions 1-4 were mobilized and gathered together in the Glass City for the march south. Wheelwright wanted more, but he couldn't afford to completely denude the SovCorp's other territories of garrisons, rangers or no. He made a mental note to speak to the Board about increasing the size of the Security Corps to compensate - two and a half brigades wasn't cutting it anymore, even with the addition of the Arch-Diocese's two brigades. For now, he had to work with what he had. The Security Battalions marched south along the I-75, past Bowling Green. The avid flatness of what had once been the Great Black Swamp was disconcerting to many of the soldiers, used as they were to the rolling hills of Southern Michigan. Even Indiana hadn't seemed this... boring. The endless stretches of overgrown farms and random clumps of withered trees gave the landscape an eerie look. At first, they joked about it, telling each other how they could see their homes from here, but eventually, the jokes lapsed into somber silence, broken up only by the conversations of officers and sergeants. Combat came soon enough, however. The Smasher's own scouts discovered the columns marching towards him and the warlord set out for a preemptive strike. 1200 cavalry were suddenly spotted galloping across the plain, firing pistols and carbines. The lead elements of the Security Battalions barely had time to hit the ground and set up their automatic rifles before the raiders were on them, charging directly into the hail of bullets and closing to melee range where the raiders had the advantage. Several platoons were annihilated before rear echelons could be brought up to repulse the charge. Once the battalions managed to find their footing, however, the cavalry charge was easily repulsed with severe casualties on the Khanate's side. The cavalry broke up into smaller groups that harassed advancing infantry units, running up to empty their clips before wheeling away. Infantry squads learned to keep their eyes forward at all times, keeping their BARs and AK-47s ready for whatever might come. Eventually, the cavalry raids dropped to a minor annoyance. Unfortunately, this wasn't a reprieve, as the security battalions figured out when they approached the town of Mortimer. The Khanate had set up a defensive line, six miles of hastily-dug trenches and breastworks topped by light machine guns. More soldiers had been brought up from Findlay to man the trenches, and the Khanate hoped to arrest the Corporation's momentum and stalemate them in front of breastworks. Unfortunately, the line wasn't long enough. The 1st Battalion, anchoring the western flank, simply walked wide around the flank of the trenches and assaulted them, rolling up them like a tape measure. The 3rd Battalion managed to penetrate to the trenches in a costly frontal assault in the center, forcing the Khanate warriors to withdraw towards the city. Thankfully, they hadn't had time to prepare a defense in depth, so once they had been forced out of the trenches there were no more to fall into to try and halt the Corporation's advance. Ed Smasher ordered a full-scale withdrawal to the fort, and the Corporate forces advanced the rest of the way mostly unopposed. Ardentus and The virginian trade union | |
New-confederate states | Kentucky Fried Radroach The soldiers of the 4th had made a long way since they entered western Tennessee, gone through many battles, some bloodier than others, and lost many along the way, but to complete their duty to the New Confederate States they still had to push a little further, to completely close the Pests any easy way to escape in West Virginia, and then the soldiers of the 1st and Colonel Terry's whiteshirts would finish the job. Pop Loss/Gain +3.721 Some of the local factories where seized by the NCS, to be repaired and to be ready for work as soon as possible. Found damaged Medium Foundry Ardentus and The virginian trade union | |
The Sovereign Corporation of Ivan Industries | Down By the Old Mill Stream, pt. 2 Food ran out inside the walls within two weeks; apparently, the fortress wasn't well-stocked for a siege (due mainly to a breakdown in supply chains forcing the fortress to cut into its emergency supply). Not willing to surrender, Ed ordered a breakout attempt; at twilight on the fifteenth day, the gates of the fortress opened and the raiders poured out in an attempt to catch the Corporate forces off-guard. Unfortunately, the attempt failed as they ran headfirst into the Corporate defensive lines, with BARs rattling and AK-47s firing at full automatic in a reversal of the scene in front of Mortimer earlier. Dozens of the raiders were cut down, and in the end, the casualties were too great to continue, and they withdrew back into the fortress. Ed refused to surrender, so he did the next best thing - fell on his sword, leaving his subordinate the job of surrendering what remained of his forces to the Sovereign Corporation. The raiders were clapped in irons and marched back to Detroit for rehabilitation and resettlement elsewhere in the SovCorp. Out of 2,000 raiders, only 1200 remained. The town that had sat outside the fort was chartered and brought into the Corporation, with the Dons almost immediately muscling in and taking over the local drug and brothel scene. The fort was given over to the Rangers, who would be the ones responsible for holding down the territory while General Wheelwright continued his March to Cincinnati. Ardentus and The virginian trade union | |
New-confederate states | At the beginning, Monroe was pretty happy: the meeting would take place in a Civil War museum, a kind of place he had been thousands times to admire the Confederacy holy relics, but things quickly got worse. The fact that the captain pushed away the holy uniforms could be understood, not everyone had the NCS care for this kind of artifacts, but when he met the General it got far worse. | |
New-confederate states | The column would be led through the NCS territories, not losing the chance to show the newly repaired road network, and passing through Nashville, that still brought the scars of the civil war, but the rebuilding and repairing progress was in full swing. | |
The Raveners of Gravelton | For their part, the Protectors did not cause trouble, though a few mutinous looks at the sight of slaves were quickly curtailed by observant NCOs. The Commissars calmly and coldly noted the sights, but said nothing against it. | |
The virginian trade union | Shepherd looked up at the man for a moment, raising an eyebrow at the his question over his uniform, "Apparently it's a pre-war uniform, used by the United States during the civil war or somethin'-" Shepherd began to explain, still somewhat confused by the man's inquiry, "President Harrison decided to repurpose many of the 'Union uniforms' that were jus' laying around and uses them to tell the difference of high ranking officers from the common infantry as well as some use durin' ceremonial events and the like-" Shepherd paused as he showed Monroe the recently stitched Virginian seal on his sleeve, "But enough about my uniform boy, you came here for a reason, that much is certain, so go ahead and spit it out-" Shepherd said as he pulled out a pair of glasses, only slightly dirty, and a half empty bottle of whiskey, "A drink?" Shepherd asked before pouring himself a glass. | |
New-confederate states | Upon arriving to Fort Knox, the NCS officials could finally present the location of the exercises: the base itself had been carefully restored, and was now more than ready to host both the Directorate's and NCS troops. Barracks, a canteen, a field hospital, high officers housing, a gym, numerous firing grounds, a lybrary, shops, even various faiths chapels (including the inevitable one to CSA heroes), the base had been equipped with everything the men could need while they weren't exercising in the chosen field nearby. |