La Grande Nation

[Kaos XIII]

C'est le quatorze juillet!!!

Joyeux 14 juillet à tous les français et vive la France!!!

Bastille Day or French National Day is coming to a close and I couldn’t end this story today, like I wanted to. Oh well, here’s the next installment. Let me just say, this post “might not” be, all that good, but there is still plenty of action. I promise to up the quality next post.


1295
Back in France, Richelieu has been given the task of securing the mainland, Gaule. Charlemagne is kept back in the Biscay Territories, to administer the newly conquered area. But in Gaule, Napoleon doesn’t allow any tanks, since he’s scared of an imposing military. Richelieu is upset and begins to stir up trouble in Paris;


“Why the HELL, are there no Tank companies in Gaule. How am I supposed to protect this vast land, without any Tanks”, he explains angrily, to Napoleon.

“Don’t you know, we sent all of them to the Iroquoian front. We’re fighting a war, after all.”

“You leave us all vulnerable, Napoleon. VERY, vulnerable”, says Richelieu, as he storms off.


Assault on St. Regis
Patiently aboard a Destroyer, De Gaulle waits as the marines make their final preparations for the amphibious assault on St. Regis. De Gaulle is confident about the mission, but unsure about the Special Ops commanders, leading the marines. But he has to trust the marines, since that is not, his expertise.

It is early in the morning, on an overcast day, filled with fog. This fog shall help us. Our Assault Ships approach the coastal city of, St. Regis and 3 Marine brigades begin loading into the landing crafts. Our Battleships and Destroyers, have completely taken control of the seas and they begin a barrage on the town. Our landing crafts approach, but something is wrong…. the Iroquois are ready and waiting for us.

As soon, as the doors opened on our landing crafts, the buzzing noise of the bullets can be heard. The marines have a tough go at it, at the beaches of St. Regis. Many landing crafts are destroyed, before our marines can even jump out. Many burn to death, from the fires, in the crafts. But alas, enough make it to the beach. The enemy is situated on top of a coastal fortress, from which, they can see every inch of the beach.

More harrowing are the many obstacles and land mines, on the beach. Our numbers are begin to be, significantly cut down. Machine gun positions, on top the large sea-walls of the fortress, rip us apart. The ocean water on this day, is blood red. De Gaulle aboard the Destroyer can only bite his nails, as the first reports come in. It is a slaughterhouse and the blood in the ocean, belongs to the soldiers of the French nation. The catastrophic amphibious assault ends, with 3 Marine brigades completely lost.

During the disaster at St. Regis, De Gaulle had ordered the rest of the force to land outside of St. Regis. The location is halfway between St. Regis and the town of Oil Springs, which is east of St. Regis. The total number of troops are; 5 Tank companies, 3 M.I. brigades.


Technology
Back in France, Napoleon is made aware of a new technology, which has been discovered by the Vikings, Fission. With this, the Vikings are able to enrich a material called uranium. Napoleon, quickly assembles a package of Gold and luxuries, in a hope that Ragnor, will share this new technology. A team of Viking scientist, as well as official Scandi government officials, gather in Napoleon’s vacation mansion, in the resort city of Poitiers, in the South Bleu Island.

The meeting goes well and the friendly encounter ends, with us gaining Fission and the Vikings gaining, a whole lot of money, as well as luxuries, including Incense (Zulu and Korean Wars), Dyes, and Spices (Celtic, Babylonian Wars). When we learn of the secret of Fission, we discover 2 deposits of uranium within our territory, including one, right outside of Paris.


Espionage Mission
There is however, another technology, which we do not know. It is Ecology, and only the Chinese are aware of the secrets. Our embassy in Beijing is up and running, with several DGSE agents. Napoleon instructs Bonnard, to get this tech. After the debacle in Salamanca, Bonnard is feeling the pressure to succeed, his job is on the line. Bonnard brings in a group of eves-dropping experts, know only as “Team Vert”, he explains their goal and dubs the mission, “Operation Farceur.”

Operation Farceur begins in a hotel room, very near the Chinese Ecological Research Facility. Inside the room, are various listening devices. We pick up valuable info, but it’s not enough. Next, a Team Vert agent gets a job, as a janitor within the building. This proves a stroke of genius, as the agent, begins pulling out important research studies, out of the building and into the embassy. Within weeks, our own French scientist break down the research and announce, “we too, know the secrets of Ecology.” The DGSE does it again, this time without much flair. Our 2 new techs are then sold around the world, for much money.


IBT:
A Japanese delegation arrives in Istanbul, and they announce, “we are ready for peace with France.” Napoleon, is only too happy to oblige. He sends a group of diplomats, to the Ottoman capital, to sign what is to be known, as the Treaty of Istanbul. The treaty dictates, that no reparations shall be made and that all aggrieved parties agree, to peaceful resolutions of any future conflict. After the treaty is signed, Napoleon goes on TV, to give a speech. Millions in France gather in their homes and on the streets to listen to the President speak;


“Today, the people and France and Japan have showed the rest of the world, what it is to make amends and end hostilities. Together, we hope, that we can be an example, to the rest of the world, to end this Unholy World War. We must think about the consequences, of going to war after war. We are a nation of peace, as Jeanne said, a long time ago, and we wish to remain so.”


Sadly, the world pays no attention to the President’s call, for world peace. Instead, the largest World War ever known to man, now boils over in an orgy, of pure madness. Look at what’s going on now; Vikings declare war on America. (Across the South Iroquois Ocean, could be trouble for weaker Americans) Japanese declare war on Babylon. (Too far) Japanese declare war on America. (Both too weak for anything) English declare war on Carthage. (Too far) English declare war on Ottomans. (Too far) English declare war on Persians. (Too far) Greeks declare war on Americans. (Too far) Greeks declare war on Persians. (Too far) Germans declare war on Ottomans. (Too far)

Intermediary: Catch your breath, there’s still some more.

Egypt declare war on Chinese. (Across some water, might be trouble for Egypt) Iroquois declare war on Vikings. (Nice) Aztecs declare war on Carthage. (Stuuuuuuuuuuupid, they share a large border in the Northern Masculin Continent, just north of France. Carthage is waaaay stronger than the Aztecs, will they hold on???) Aztecs declare war on Japanese. (Too far) Egypt declares war on Russia. (Too far) English declare war on Babylon. (Too far) Ottoman declares war on America. (Close, but the Ottomans don’t seem strong enough to travel across the seas.) Celts declare war on England. (Too far) Arabs declare war on Iroquois. (Too far) Egypt declare war on Aztecs. (Too far)


In Lyon, France
Lyon is our metropolis, on the Ottoman border. Over 2.5 million people call this South Atlantique, port city their home. Much like everyone else in Gaule, the war seems distant and they feel very safe. Outside Lyon, in the irrigated farms along the Ottoman border, are many families, who have been farming the land for years and helping Lyon grow. But then something horrible happened on the night of October 12. They were awoken, to the sounds of gunfire and yelling. The yelling, was foreign. The border is largely undefended and many of the farmers ran for their lives screaming; “The OTTOMANS have crossed the border. IT’S AN INVASION.”

The farmers reached the safety of Lyon and began to tell of the coming invasion. The siren was sounded in the middle of the night, and in one night the feeling of safety, went away in a flash. Quickly the many MI brigades in Lyon, were put on full alert. The enemy kept approaching, there were about 43 different units which crossed into Gaule, but they were not Ottomans.

They were from the evil scum of Persia. It appears that the dim-witted, brainless Persians, allied with the Iroquois to declare war, on FRANCE. These bastards are on the same continent as us, and share ROP’s with the Ottomans, which are between us. (They are in their classic blue-green color, and are smashed in between the Ottomans and Vikings. South of the French mainland, Gaule.) The Persians are made up of, about 6 huge metropolises. It appears that their whole military, is being sent across, into our precious Gaule. 4 Grl, 4 Cavs, 7 Horsemen, 5 MI, 6 Inf, 7 Spearmen, 4 Immortals, 2 Marines, 4 Longbow are all in Gaule around Lyon, to the south and west. This is the first time, since the Carthaginian War, that enemy mongrels are inside our Holy Gaule. Napoleon calls an emergency session with Richelieu;


“Damn it, the Persians have crossed into Gaule and are right outside Lyon.”

“Smart move”, replies Richelieu.

“Excuse me?”

“It’s what I would have done, go after the weak points. Seeing as we have no Tanks in the area, the Persians made the smart move”, says Richelieu, insinuating something else.

“Whatever, just get some payback on them!”, demands Napoleon.

“What about the Ottomans?”

“They claim they are neutral, which means, that we are also allowed to cross, through the Turkish country.”

“Well then, let’s hit them everywhere, fast and hard!”, says Richelieu, not showing any signs of weariness, from the Korean War.

“Nonsense, every Persian city is a metropolis. Way bigger than Seoul! And you know how many troops we lost in Seoul. I want to punish them, but not commit suicide while doing it.”

“Got you, then I propose, we siege their capital. Close it off, and pillage the surrounding country side”, says Richelieu.

“You’ll starve hundreds of thousands in the city.”

“Exactly, we‘ll bring them to their knees and end the war, with minimal casualties.”

“Errr, we’re not having this meeting, and I didn’t hear anything about starving”, says Napoleon, as he gives Richelieu a wink.

grrrrrr persians, this shows the persian capital across Ottoman territory, that's where we're going!


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Japanese War - Operation Invasion Denial II (Final Casualty Report)
Casualties:

France:
1 Ironclads

Japan:
1 Frigates
2 Submarines

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Iroquoian War - Operation Feminin Footprint
Casualties:

France:
3 Marines
1 Ironclads

Iroquois:
3 Galleons
Civilians: 90,000

[Kaos XIII]

1300
Battle for St. Regis and Oil Springs
In the evening of a windy, autumn day, our jets take off for the cities of St. Regis and Oil Springs, from our aircraft carriers. The exhaust fumes of the jets, smells great to us. We own the skies over the Iroquoian nation and in St. Regis, our Mirage jets pound the daylights out of the defenders. Specifically taking out their barracks. In Oil Springs we also target the barracks, as well as the temple and marketplace. All are hit and destroyed.

With our Air Force providing cover, De Gaulle orders our Tanks and MI’s, “to move in.” We roar through St. Regis, defeating the enemy, in the town square and in front of the Governor’s Palace. In Oil Springs the enemy is riding around in pick-up trucks, shooting at us, while pretending to be civilians. It don’t matter, we start taking out, all pick-up trucks in the area. In Oil Springs we also battle Iroquoian Cavalry, which only makes our troops in our Tanks laugh. In the end St. Regis and Oil Springs are captured, without losing a single company. The casualties on the enemies side were, 8 total brigades killed (2 Cav, 6 Rfm). We also capture 3 Workers battalions, whom we have persuaded to work in our effort.

The Destroyer at sea, now pulls into the port of St. Regis and out comes De Gaulle. His eyes, gazing at the newly captured city and civilians. The civilians there, are mostly homeless and care nothing about this war. For them, everyday is a battle to survive on the streets. De Gaulle sympathizes with them, as he too, was once was once living on the streets, before turning hard-core. In a friendly gesture, De Gaulle hands out food aid to the poor beggars, in a show of compassion, unseen by anybody before. Could it be, De Gaulle is getting softer?

*Edited part begins*
La Défense de Lyon - “Qu'un sang impur, abreuve nos sillons.”
La Marseillaise’s meaning, is now remembered more than ever in Lyon, as the enemy is occupying our farmland. The markets have run out of food, as the enemy pillages the countryside. The streets in this ancient city plunge into anarchy. But everything calms down, as Maj. Gen. Richelieu and a throng, of Tanks and MI, arrive in the metropolis. Richelieu prepares to give a much anticipated speech to the people, through the radio, in an effort the sooth, the people’s nerves.


“Mon poeple de France , soyez ferme. Le jour de gloire est arrivé. The enemy, has deceitfully, crossed into our holy nation. They have come, to slit the throats of our woman and children. But this, I will never let happen! Not one single Persian soldier, will step foot in this city! Not one single child, will see the sight of that, cretin scum, pillaging our nation and her resources.

So I will make these promise to the people of Lyon today. And I leave you with one final promise; Malgre tout……..qu'un sang impur, abreuve nos sillons. Rien de moins” (their impure blood, will water our fields)


The rousing speech, strikes at the heart and soul of all the citizens, as they watch an endless parade of military hardware, stroll down the many wide, beautiful avenues of Lyon. At sunset, the earth shakes to its core, at the resounding rumble of our artilleries. In the sky, our Jets roar through the air at lightning speed, as they begin giving the enemy, an un-ending pain.

In the middle of the night, our Tanks move out, to the sounds of our war-like trumpets. For glorious France, has called them out to fight. We confront the foe, and engage in a fierce battle. The largest ever fought in Gaule. Death, in the grasslands, and in the forests is all that we hand out. With horrid clamor, 8 Persian brigades (4 Cavs, 4 Grll) are met and laid to waste, under our mighty fire power. Richelieu receives word of the good news and says, “may they tread upon blood.”
*Edited part ends*

At sea
On our way to bombard Persian cities, our troops aboard the Battleship MN Paul Cézanne spot a Persian Submarine and engage them. We are able to unload on them, so much that we blow them up. However, they managed to unleash some torpedoes, which nearly finished us off. Now we are at sea, badly injured.

To Persepolis
The Persian War has been named Operation Barbarian Mode, by Richelieu. In public however, it is known as Operation Justice. Using the same rails, in the Ottoman territory, the Persians used, we send 8 MI, 2 Cavs, 2 Grl brigades to surround the Persian capital and destroy their roads, rails, and irrigation. “We will starve them to death.”, says Richelieu to his soldiers. It is a brilliant ploy, which could bring a quick end to the war.

"Start the PILLAGING", let's see how long, they want to continue this war, now!!!


IBT:
In the seas, our injured Battleship MN Paul Cézanne is attacked by a Submarine. This time, there is nothing they can do, as the torpedoes slam into our sides exploding on impact. Our first loss against the Persians.

In Oil Springs, the Iroquois launch a raid, using Cavalry. Needless to say they don’t get to far.

More war, Germans declares war on America. (Both are too weak) Aztecs declares war on England. (Too far) Koreans declares war on Greeks. (Too far) Japan declares war on Iroquois. (Interesting, the Japanese are also still fighting the English) Germans declares war on Iroquois. (Too far) Arabs declares war on Japan. (Too far) Ottomans declares war on Babylon. (On the same continent, but the Babs are very busy) Aztecs declares war on Germans. (Too far, too weak)

Iroquoian War - Operation Feminin Footprint
Casualties:

France:
3 Marines
1 Ironclads

Iroquois:
6 Riflemen
3 Cavalries
3 Galleons
Civilians: 180,000
3 Workers

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Persian War - Operation Barbarian Mode
Casualties:

France:
1 Battleships

Persia:
4 Guerrilla
4 Cavalries
1 Submarines

[ChrisiusMaximus]

So much war, so much pain and suffering! Oh well who cares much more interesting to write about war than peacetime.

Yet another quality installment looking forward to more.

[Kaos XIII]

WOW! I’m actually posting at this time of the day.

Originally posted by ChrisiusMaximus
So much war, so much pain and suffering! Oh well who cares much more interesting to write about war than peacetime.

Yet another quality installment looking forward to more.

Absolutely!!!


“War, war without truce to any who dare
to tarnish the country's coat-of-arms!

War, war! Take the national pennants
and soak them in waves of blood.

War, war! In the mountain, in the valley,
the cannons thunder in horrid unison” (Bocanegra)


Anyway, I have redone the one part concerning, “Lyon” in the year 1300, on my last post. It is now named, “La Défense de Lyon.” With the Persians crossing into our ancient lands, I don’t think I placed enough importance to that. I thought it also lacked a little…………je ne sais quoi. So, if you read that part before, re-read it. ^ ^ It’s not long.

However, for those of you, who are in the future. And read for the first time, that last post, after 19-7-03, 12:55 pm Puerto Rican time. Ignore this post and continue reading below. \/ \/

[Kaos XIII]

For the duration of this story, the IBT’s will be gone. I think the story will flow much better this way. I hope you understand.


1305
La Défense de Lyon
The situation in Lyon takes a turn for the worse, as the lack of food, takes it’s toll on the population. 218,000 people have suffered, the insufferable………starvation. Death, after death, our cemeteries are being filled to capacity. In beautiful, spacious parks, where our children used to play, is where our precious children are now being buried.

But we shall prevail, and unleash a vengeance on the murdering hoard. The only consolation for the grieving, is the continued sound of our roaring Mirages overhead, and the thundering sounds of our artilleries. This ensures our people, that payback is under way. Like clockwork, in the wee hours of the night, Richelieu sends out more Tanks to batter the enemy.

This time however, we are going up against Mechanized Infantry brigades. The enemy gives out as much, as they take in. In the flat, coastal grasslands, and between where many of our farmer’s, had made their lives, the war ignites. The dark night is lit up, by our powerful Tanks and machine gunners. The enemy, equally returns fire and severely deals a deathblow, to many of our tank crews.

The fight seems over, as 1 Inf, 2 MI enemy brigades are eliminated. Many of the Persian brigades, also begin to head home, as our Artillery and Jets, have made them useless, in the battle. But suddenly, the Persian military sends in 2 Marine brigades, to attack the city of Lyon itself.

The defenders of Lyon are ready, as the fight ensues, in the suburbs of our sprawling metropolis. The French Army has been well-trained for urban warfare, and sophisticated killing channels, have been prepared throughout the city’s perimeter. One by one, the Persian marines are led through a maze of destruction. The killing zones prove effective, as both marine brigades are left to die in Lyon.

The entire battle, leaves many of our troops wounded. Richelieu orders them all back to Lyon, to recover and to repair some of our tanks. But sadly, 2 tank companies, do not make it home. Richelieu has only kind words for the troops; “they have honored France, by passing away in battle, defending their beloved nation.”

At Sea
One of our Destroyers, spots an enemy Sub, in the Southern Atlantique near Lyon. We begin to tail them, as they intend to escape back to Persian waters, where other Persian ships lay waiting. We follow them using our sonar, but then the diesel-run Sub, turns their engines off. We turn off ours, as well. And we both lay there, quietly, silently, inaudibly, waiting for one mistake to pounce. Then in the midst of the silence, one of our guys working the sonar picks something up;


“I got something”, he says in a whispering manner.

“What is it? Are you sure it’s the enemy Sub?”, says the captain of the ship.

“I don’t know what it is yet. But there is something there. Let me try to isolate the sound”, he says, as he begins to work the sonar. “I’ve got it!”, he says, forgetting about the silence.

“Shut up, you fool.”, responds the captain.

“I’m sorry. But I think it’s them.”

“Are you sure?”

“Definitely. It’s singing. Their actually singing.”

“Then, they will sing their way into death”, speaks the Ship’s captain. Moments later, that is exactly what happens, as the Persian Submariners are dealt a swift death.


Persepolis
Outside Persepolis, our MI brigades and others come under attack, from Persian terrorists, suicide squads. But that will not, deter us. The pillaging continues and word from our insiders in Persepolis, shows that, so far, 280,000 people have died. The news reaches Paris, and in a press conference in the Asssemblée Nationale, Napoleon responds to accusations from the far-left.

He reiterates, “the Persians themselves, are responsible for the starvation in Persepolis. They are starving their populace, in order to feed their war machine.” He also reminds them, “What about the citizens in Lyon, who have also perished. And those citizens, are dying in a deliberate attempt by the Persians, to declare a TOTAL WAR!” But the leftist media doesn’t buy it. They reply back, “We are not them. France should be an example, for the rest of the world, by refraining from such atrocities.” Napoleon can only think to himself, “damn hippies.”

[Kaos XIII]

In the Iroquoian War front
Charles De Gaulle settles into the Governor’s Palace, in St. Regis, as he prepares to take on Objective 3 and possibly 4. There, in the Governor’s office, De Gaulle goes through all of the Iroquoian Governor’s personal belongings and documents. In one of the drawers, he discovers a bag of hydro. Now De Gaulle ain’t no drug addict, but come on, he isn’t about to pass up, on some hydro. He calls in his Colonels and Captains, with some local girls, to share in the upcoming, kick-a** party. For a moment and just a moment, De Gaulle forgets about the cruel, unjust world, as he puffs, puffs away.

The troops are happy with De Gaulle, as the stories of his campaign in Korea, have been so far unproven. He is not the barbarian, they have been made to believe. But at the same time, it appears, that De Gaulle has lost, a bit of his edge. Maybe it was the “Marine Slaughter”, earlier in St. Regis, or maybe just the carnage of never-ending war, has finally broken his hard-core exterior. Nonetheless, many of the troops openly say, “that De Gaulle ain’t all that. I can whoop his a** myself.” In other matters, Napoleon orders De Gaulle to, “get our marines’ bodies back, for proper burial.”

“I’ve already got people on it. But it seems that the locals do not want to tell us where the bodies are”, says De Gaulle.

“Savages, get them to respond, by whatever means necessary!”, responds Napoleon.

“Well, I don’t know about that. We have to work with these people, so that they can later contribute to Greater France.”

“Work with these people? Man, what the hell is happening to you over there?”, asks De Gaulle, as he thinks to himself, ‘damn, he sounds p---y whooped.,

“Nothing is happening to me. I am Charles De Gaulle, the same and only.”

“Well, you sure sound differently. Just remember, we need those bodies to comfort the grieving families.”

“I’m doing all I can, but I guess can work harder at it”, says De Gaulle, not once raising his voice.


While De Gaulle discovers who he is, the mighty French military goes on the offensive. Flying from 2 Carriers in the ocean, our Mirage Jets pound the Iroquoian cities of Akwesane and Salamanca. Both of the barracks are destroyed, in the bombing raids. Also in Salamanca, 185,000 civilians died in an error bombing. Napoleon on TV offers regrets for the mistake, but many people are beginning to wonder, if he means it.

In the front-line city of Oil Springs, there are 2 enemy Cav brigades., waiting for the order to attack. But instead of any order, they get a fistful of steel. We roll out with our Tanks and tear their horses to shreds. Then the Iroquois send 2 more Cav brigades to attack Oil Springs. But their fate has been written, long ago. In total 4 Cav brigades are taken care of, by our Tanks.

After the battle, our troops, as well as some civilians, begin to dig graves for the enemy. The Army Chaplains, pray over their remains, even though they are from a heathenish society. Back in St. Regis, De Gaulle is met by an excited lieutenant, who says;

“I know where our marine’s bodies are located.”

“How do you know?”, asks De Gaulle.

“This girl told me, but she was scared to come forward, with the news.”

“Well, where are they?”, asks De Gaulle, wondering, ‘is this good news, or bad.’

“They’re near the beach, where they perished”, says the young lieutenant.

De Gaulle gathers a large group of soldiers, and the lieutenant leads them to the area. With shovels in their hands, they begin to dig. Local civilians are spotted near there, and they are also forced to dig. Then one young soldier screams;

“It’s a body! And it appears, they are wearing our uniforms!”

“Yep. That’s them all right”, says De Gaulle, as he quickly looks away. The sight of the dead body, makes this warrior, queasy. “Dig them out, and prepare the body bags, for shipment back to France”, he says. But once the first body is dug up, a harsh, cruel realization unfolds. Like a spear, piercing through our hearts, everyone notices, the unthinkable…………..

“They’ve been SCALPED!!!”, screams one group of soldiers.

“MUTHA’ F-ERS!!!”

“F. them, F. them all to HELL!!!”, the soldiers all scream, in a rage.

De Gaulle on the other hand, stands perfectly quiet, immersed in his own thoughts. But somewhere deep inside, a murderous rage is building, and building. Finally, he grabs one of the Iroquoian guys, whom were digging and yells;

“Did you know about this?”, De Gaulle asks, with a cold nasty look in his eye, as he grabs the guy by his collar.

“I know, no nothing!”, says the guy, about 30 years old and standing at only 5’-6.” His knees bending and shaking uncontrollably, as he answers. Standing next to De Gaulle’s immense, muscular structure, the man looks quite small. All of the troops, have now stopped yelling, as they watch in anticipation, of what De Gaulle will do. Most of these guys, have never seen De Gaulle upset.

“LIAR!!! Tell me the truth, or I’ll blow your F-ING HEAD off!”, says De Gaulle, as he pulls out his side arm, and leans it up, against the man’s temple.

“I’m sorry, it is an old custom. Our Mohawk tradition”, says the man, as he begins to cry. “Please don’t kill me”, he says.

“Don’t worry, I won’t kill you”, says De Gaulle, calmly, as he puts his side-arm away. “But I will teach you, about my own traditions.” De Gaulle, reaches to his back, and brings around a long, sharp, shiny bayonet.

“What, what is it?”, asks the man, quite worried, about the situation. But before he can speak another word, De Gaulle, with his big hands, strongly grabs the man’s tongue and swipes it, clean off. The blood pours endlessly, from the man’s mouth, as he keeps his mouth wide open, stunned and in everlasting, throbbing, pain. De Gaulle, holding the bloody piece of meat, takes a bite out of it, raises his right fist, and with blood pouring out of his mouth, yells from the top of his lungs, “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH,…………. MASSACRE,…………. TOUS!!!”

“OH F*CK!!!, MERDE!!!, Did he just f-ing DO THAT?!?!”, is heard among the troops, as most just stay in stunned, shocked silence. All yeah! It’s time to get wicked!!!


Iroquoian War - Operation Feminin Footprint
Casualties:

France:
3 Marines
1 Ironclads

Iroquois:
6 Riflemen
7 Cavalries
3 Galleons
Civilians: 365,000
3 Workers

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Persian War - Operation Barbarian Mode
Casualties:

France:
2 Tanks
1 Battleships
Casualties: 218,000

Persia:
2 Mech. Inf.
1 Inf.
2 Marines
4 Guerrilla
4 Cavalries
2 Submarines
Casualties: 280,000

[unscratchedfoot]

Uh oh, now them mohawks are really gonna get their just desserts. Would anyone care for a dish of fresh out of the mouth human tongue?

[Kaos XIII]

My bad, for the delay, but I have been feeling the effects of a sickness, known only as “flojera.” I’m only in the recovering stages, so this will only be a short post. More to follow, as I begin to crank it up to full production.


1310 State of the Union
Before our nation and our people, Napoleon announced;

“Today, La Grande Nation is the most technologically, culturally, economically, and militarily advanced country, that has ever existed, on the face of this earth. But with this power, comes great responsibility. France has always stood for freedom and peace. Those who will attempt to destroy this, will be met by a sea of fire, in their capitals.”

But the people are now, WARY of war. It’s been going on for years and the mess, seems like it will go on forever. Mass demonstrations, from the university students, are rampant throughout France. Many of the union laborers, have also begun striking, due to the fact that Napoleon cut their pensions, to keep the war machine rolling. For Napoleon the political situation looks grim.

Pop. 36,118,000 2nd
Land 96,800 sq. m. 1st
Military 256:

Armée de Terre: (Army)
5 E.E.A. Officers
23 Tanks
78 Mechanized Infantry
21 Artillery

Paramilitaire - Noire Pluie: (Paramilitary)
10 Guerrillas

Operations Speciales: (Special Ops)
4 Marines


Marine Nationale: (Navy)
9 Battleships
5 Aircraft Carriers
14 Submarines
6 Destroyers
5 Ironclads
13 Assault Ships (transports)


Armée de l’Air: (Air Force)
24 Bombers
3 Jet Fighters
5 Cruise Missiles

Right after the State of the Union speech is given, cabinet members rush in to tell Napoleon of the breaking news. “The Romans have signed an alliance with the Persians, sir we are now at war with the Romans.” (The Romans are the RED country in the lower left part of the World Map of 1290.) The Romans are very weak and Charlemagne, is responsible for the entire Biscay Territories. But the problem for Napoleon is, “Charlemagne is responsible for the entire Biscay Territories, a Roman.”

Carolus Magnus was Charlemagne’s old name, when he lived in Lutetia. Even though he’d sworn allegiance to Jeanne and France, he’ll still have to prove that he can do battle, against his own people. But Napoleon isn’t interested in war with Rome, he wants peace with everyone. For now and forever. And, as if a miracle from God, the English announce they wish to end hostilities. Images of Elizabeth and Napoleon, shaking hands, are beamed throughout the nation. There wasn’t a single shot fired in the conflict. And the people dub this the “Faux Guerre.”

However, the war does prove to be very rewarding for France. The Japanese and the English are still fighting it out. The Japanese city of Izumo was captured, early on, by the English. But now the Japanese are on an all out assault to take it back. Elizabeth, rather than seeing Japan take back the city, offers it up to Napoleon. Napoleon gladly accepts. Izumo’s location, puts us right in the neighborhood of China. With this strategic town, if we are to come to blows again, this time China will get hit.

The Iroquoian Front
Back in Oil Springs, the men are nervous, as they now have heard that De Gaulle is coming to town. Rumors of the “Tongue Incident” are rampant, but not believed by all. De Gaulle arrives in Oil Springs, in the afternoon, distributing many shovels to the soldiers. De Gaulle orders them, “I want the dead Iroquian soldiers dug out of their graves.” By sunset, them Iroquoian soldier’s bodies, have been dug up. They are mostly rotting corpses now, and each of our soldiers are told by De Gaulle, “grab a piece of bone and wear it on your chain around your neck. With this, you will fight with the power of your enemies.”

While all that is going on, the cities of Salamanca and Akwesane are getting bombed, by our Air Force. In Salamanca, the Marketplace and Temple are destroyed. In Akwesane, 50,000 citizens are left to burn, inside the town. De Gaulle, has made up his mind, he is going to go after both cities.

Lyon
While 250,000 more people starve in Persepolis, the massive Persian force is slowly being destroyed, and their blood flows, like a river in our lands. Their main defense is just 1 Inf., 2 M.I. Brigades, and Richelieu waste no time in sending out our Tanks. After being “softened up”, by our Air Force, our Tanks move in for the slaughter. The enemy puts up a tough fight, taking out 2 Tank brigades, but they are still soundly defeated. With them gone, only very lightly armed soldiers remain (7 Horsemen, 2 Spearmen). They are all vanished, in a quick strike.

Many of the Persians, now begin to realize their mistake, in coming into Gaule and they begin to run back to their country. But before they get there, something incredible happens. Actually, it is incredibly stupid; the Persians declare WAR on the Ottomans. A huge fight now begins along the Franco-Ottoman border. But it’s not really a fight, it’s more like a beat down. The entire Persian force is subsequently WIPED OUT, by the Ottomans. I guess them Turks are a whole lot stronger, than any of us thought.

In more international news, the Japanese declare war on the Greeks. (Same continent, Japan is also fighting the English, the Greeks are now free to join in.) Aztecs declare war on Ottomans. (Also, same continent, we have an ROP with the Ottomans. I think I’ll be seeing their army march through our railroads, on their way to Aztlan.) Zulus declare war on Greece. (too far.) Germans declare war on Greece. (too far, too weak.) Zulus declare war on Iroquois. (too far.) Mongols declare war on Iroquois. (too far.)

Iroquoian War - Operation Feminin Footprint
Casualties:

France:
3 Marines
1 Ironclads

Iroquois:
6 Riflemen
7 Cavalries
3 Galleons
Civilians: 415,000
3 Workers

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Persian War - Operation Barbarian Mode
Casualties:

France:
4 Tanks
1 Battleships
Casualties: 218,000

Persia:
4 Mech. Inf.
2 Inf.
2 Marines
4 Guerrilla
4 Cavalries
2 Spearmen
7 Horsemen
2 Submarines
Casualties: 530,000

[ChrisiusMaximus]

Glad to see you back and hope you get well soon, in fact its good to see anybody posting updates its been awfully slow here this past few weeks. Must be the Summer Holidays.

Good stuff and waiting to see some more.

[Kaos XIII]

Yes, everyone it seems, is suffering from "flojera." Anyway, I'm back, sooner than I thought, with some more, including screenies. YAY!



1315 The Persian military has been beaten down to a pulp. Persepolis starves and now the Ottomans are breathing down their necks. Xerses wants no more, and offers what little gold he has, to Napoleon, in exchange for a peace treaty. Napoleon the Merciful, accepts the offer and begins the presidential election campaign, as a “Man with a vision for Peace.”

OOOOOH!, It's going to take the Persians a while, to repair all of that pillaging.


Persian War - Operation Barbarian Mode (Final Casualty Report)
Casualties:

France:
4 Tanks
1 Battleships
Casualties: 218,000

Persia:
4 Mech. Inf.
2 Inf.
2 Marines
4 Guerrilla
4 Cavalries
2 Spearmen
7 Horsemen
2 Submarines
Casualties: 530,000


In international news; the Romans declare war on Babylon. (again) Russia declares war on India. (close, with India being stronger) Russians declare war on the Iroquois. (too far) Persians declare war on the Iroquois. (both are too busy) Vikings declare war on Babylon. (too busy) Persians declare war on America. (too weak) Mongols declare war on Greece. (too far) Mongols declare war on China. (way too far) Indians declare war on Greece. (too far)


The Iroquois War
The Battle for Akwesane
The battle begins, with our Jets, flying overhead, pounding the remaining defenders. Our tank companies then storm into this small town, blasting the enemy out of their positions. The little resistance is squashed, under our rolling machines. 2 enemy brigades (1 Rfm, 1 Spear) are taken out and the town square is adorned with a giant waving, flag of France.

The Battle for Salamanca
In Salamanca the city takes a pounding, through the night, as the University, Library, and Bank are destroyed. Also some 125,000 civilians are caught under our wave of bombs. At sunrise, our troops look upon the burning city, with hate. They grab their “souvenirs”, hanging from their necks and get ready to battle for the Iroquoian capital. De Gaulle yells out, “ADVANCE, FOR OUR NATION, ADVANCE!!!”

We drive through the capital’s streets, facing only undisciplined troops. Mostly old men and young boys. The fires in the city rage on, as our shells, unveil no mercy on the Iroquois. Building after building falls, as the Iroquois have no choice but to retreat. The capital is abandoned for De Gaulle, as 3 enemy brigades (3 Rfm.) are left dead in Salamanca. Left behind are also some 1 Workers, and 2 Catapults.

The Iroquois are left in a state of shock, as their forces have been defeated, by a small contingent of the French military. They agree to end the war and the Treaty of Grand Rivers is signed in their new capital, whose name inspired the treaty’s name.

Iroquoian War - Operation Feminin Footprint (Final Casualty Report)
Casualties:

France:
3 Marines
1 Ironclads

Iroquois:
6 Riflemen
7 Cavalries
3 Galleons
Civilians: 645,000
3 Workers


With the war over, Napoleon flies to Salamanca to congratulate De Gaulle. De Gaulle awaits his arrival in the historical Haudenosaunee Palace. In the late afternoon of September 12, Napoleon’s motorcade makes it’s way, through the narrow streets of Salamanca, on his way to the Palace. He finally arrives at the huge complex, before a huge crowd of thousands, who have come to protest the occupation. Many have chained themselves to the front gates, to not allow the motorcade to pass through. The guards forcibly remove the protestors and Napoleon passes through the chaotic scene.

Napoleon steps out of his bullet proofed limo and sees De Gaulle smiling. They approach each other, along with all of their guards and shake hands. But before a word can be spoken, a group of about 15 students, storm the Palace complex. They shout, “DEATH TO THE DICTATOR!!!” and open up with small arms fire. Most are gunned down by the French Presidential Guards. Napoleon quickly dashes to the limo, but then yells, “MERDE” as he realizes, that he had locked the doors from the inside, earlier. De Gaulle, on the other hand, pulls out a .9 mm and fires back, as the thousands outside the gates, scream and run panic-stricken.

The chaos lasts less than 5 seconds, and it appears a disaster has been avoided. When out of nowhere, a grenade is lobed in the direction of Napoleon and De Gaulle. A 4 second charge, but how many seconds have already gone by. The grenade bounces, mere feet away from Napoleon, whom is so shocked, that he freezes for the first time in his life. De Gaulle however, takes action. The only action that can be taken………………..he pounces on it and takes the full brunt of the force.

De Gaulle is treated immediately, but it is a lost cause, the General is dead. A few of the guards, were also killed, as well as many civilians whom were caught in the crossfire. All of the perpetrators are also dead, with repercussions being felt by their families. Napoleon suffers only slight bruise and cuts, but the nation now mourns the loss of one of our Great Leaders, Charles De Gaulle from Lille.

Keep scrolling down, I'll tell you what the numbers mean.


KEY:
1 - Roman city of Ravenna. (Important for later)
2 - Koreans built Suwon, in ruins of Seoul. Our culture is improving.
3 - Babs also built in former ruins.
4 - Aztecs are crumbling under the pressure of the Carthaginian Army.
5 - 4 Iroquois cities, now a part of France.
6 - Izumo, our new city, within striking distance of China.
7 - American city of Detroit (north part of island) is captured by Chinese.
Viking city of Farsund (south part) is captured by Americans.
8 - American city of Philadelphia, is captured by the Vikings.

[unscratchedfoot]

The loss will be mourned by all. I shall fire a shotgun salute from my living room window as a sign of respect.

Looking at your map, you sure got a lot of countries to impress your footprints upon and Korea still looks quite healthy despite the rumble you had with them. Are you gonna go to work on Korea again or let bygones be bygones?

[ChrisiusMaximus]

Watch where youre pointing that shotgun Scratchy!!

Nice addittion Kaos keep it coming

[Kaos XIII]

Umm, war with Korea is war with China. (MPP) War with China, is war with everybody else. The last offensive war, was the Zulu War. since then, France has only been involved in "revenge wars." Of course, if Korea wants more, we are always willing to dish it out.


De Gaulle’s body is brought back to France. Hundreds of thousands flock to the newly named Charles De Gaulle airport in Paris, to see the casket brought out. Millions cry and mourn, the loss of our great hero. He was a player, and a baller, but foremost, a General of the French Army. His final resting place, shall be next to Jeanne, in Notre-Dame de-Paris, on the Île de la Cité.

On this somber day however, there is actually good news for Napoleon and France, as the Egyptians agree to a peace treaty, on the eve of the Presidential elections. The war with Egypt never even started. Nonetheless, Napoleon rides his efforts of peace to a new term. Only the war with Rome remains.
In Biscay
Recon flights over Zulu territory uncover a group of 4 Cav brigades, heading toward the city of Ulsan. Charlemagne forces have now been upgraded to Modern Armor and Radar Artillery companies. He is somewhat eager to see what these new toys can do. From our positions in Ulsan, our RA’s send a rain of steel onto the unsuspecting Roman Cavs. They get hit hard, and scramble to get out of the area. Unfortunately for them, they run right into our fast approaching MA’s. We crush them like little cockroaches. Charlemagne excited from the victory, request permission, to take Ravenna. He communicates, with Commander in Chief Napoleon, and says;


“I’m taking our MA’s to Ravenna, I’m going to gets mine. There is no justification, to just keep waiting for the Romans, here in Ulsan.”

“Do it, the elections are over anyway and I‘ve won again. When you get to Ravenna, show the citizens, how a Roman in France, can be successful. They will after all become French citizens”, responds back Napoleon.

“I will. By the way, are you promoting a new General, after that f-ed up ish, that happened to De Gaulle?”

“I think you and Richelieu can handle things, for now. But why do you say, De Gaulle died in a f-ed up way? He died saving my life, the popularly elected President of France. Wouldn’t you do the same, in his shoes???”

“Well yeah!, you know me”, says Charlemagne, as in his mind he thinks ‘F*CK NO!!!’

“Glad to hear it”, answers back Napoleon, thinking to himself, ‘lying beeyotch.’


Charlemagne sends out 3 MA companies to take the city of Ravenna. It’s a bit of a risk, sending so few troops, but Charlemagne is confident in our technological superiority. The road to Ravenna goes through Zulu territory, which have very few roads, and even less rail lines. Along the way however, we encounter Roman troops heading in our direction. (1 MusketMen) They look malnutritioned and sorely lacking, any kind of will to fight. We make quick work of their soldiers, as they scatter in all directions. The road to Ravenna is long, but not very hairy. Back in France, the Roman War is received with little attention. In fact, hardly no attention. The main battlefields are so far away, that the few people care. It is mostly referred to as, “The Forgotten War.”

Roman War - The Forgotten War
Casualties:

France:

Rome:
4 Cavalries
1 MusketMen

In the international front; More war but, some peace. Germans declare war on Spanish. (too far) Persians declare war on Babylon. (too far) Koreans declare war on Aztecs. (Aztecs are almost dead) Spain and America sign peace treaty. Arabia and India sign peace treaty. Babylon and Aztecs sign peace treaty.

[Kaos XIII]

THE BEGINNING OF THE END

Walking at dusk, through the gardens of Versailles, Napoleon, notices that the leaves are beginning to fall. It’s the autumn season, Napoleon’s favorite time of the year. He looks up and notices the back-light sky. It doesn’t happen often, that the sky is turned into a beautiful pinkish color. It looks like a Rembrandt painting, but something is wrong. Napoleon is usually accompanied by his grandchildren, on his sun-setting walks through the gardens. But on this beautiful dusk, he is all alone.

He hadn’t noticed before, but now he realizes that his body-guards are also, nowhere to be seen. He is completely alone. Napoleon begins to worry as he thinks “what‘s going on!” He picks up his pace, looking for anybody, anywhere, but there isn’t even a hint of another living soul. Almost out of breath he approaches, “le bassin d'Apollon”, (the central fountain) he looks in the direction of the fountain and through a branch he spots, what looks like another person there.

He gets goose-bumps on the back of his neck as a cold wind, rushes in unexpectedly. The colorful leaves fly high in the air and disperse, all around him. He thinks to himself, “who the f. is that?” The person is turned around, so Napoleon cannot make out a face. The person seems short and thin. Napoleon knows it’s not his wife, since Mrs. Bonaparte had put on some weight.

He takes closer steps and realizes it’s a female, because of the long blond hair, however, he thinks, “it could also be some hippie who broke in, trying to kill me.” Taking precaution he moves in closer, but now he realizes, that it’s just his son’s wife (a.k.a. his daughter-in-law). Relaxed and reassured he says out loud, “Hey Bernadette, what are you doing at the fountain?” The female then slowly turns around, to reveal herself.

Like a bath of ice-cold water, Napoleon begins to quiver, at the sight. His heart begins to beat, like an automatic-rifle, his intestines begin to turn every which way, and his body completely freezes. Unable to move, he thinks to himself, “it cannot be, IT CAN’T BE, IT SHOULDN’T BE!!! OH GOD, IT IS!!!”

Napoleon immediately recognized the female. It was none other than Jeanne d’Arc. She looked like, what she always looked like, an eternal 20 year old. Brushing her hair aside, she spoke in her soft, gentle voice of always;


“N‘ayez pas peur, Napoleon. Have I ever done any harm to you before?”

“n - n - n - non”, a stuttering Napoleon is able to eek out, just one word.

“Écoutez soigneusement, I have one message for you. Very soon, you will be given an opportunity, to save France, from this wretched warmongering world. Don’t waste it!”

Napoleon, now more calm and relaxed responds, “what opportunity? OÙ, QUAND?”


Jeanne d’Arc doesn’t answer his question, instead she says, “do you know what it’s like to be shot?” She then quickly pulls out a revolver, with an ancient design, similar to the one used in her assassination. She aims it at Napoleon, as he can barely believe what is happening. Napoleon’s only response is to smile, as he knows, she isn’t about to pull the trigger.

Jeanne smiles back, and suddenly “BANG”, Napoleon’s next vision is simply the exploding gunpowder and smoke, as the bullet comes in at high-velocity aimed, straight for his heart. Napoleon closes his eyes and screams, “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!”……………………...Everythin g fades to black.

But he feels nothing, nothing at all. He opens his eyes, only to see he is back in his bed, in the middle of the night, with his wife telling him, “would you shut up already, I’m trying to go to sleep.” “What the f. was that”, thinks Napoleon, as he wipes the sweat off his face. His entire body is actually moist and shivering in the cold night. His mind is racing with all kinds of thoughts, but he says to himself, “it was just a f-ing dream. Merde, it was all a simple little dream,……………….……or was it.”

[Kaos XIII]

The World War has no end in sight and on a hot summer day in the 4th of August, everything got a little hotter. The Chinese communist dictator, Mao, rushed in the ultimate, madness of destruction, a NUCLEAR WEAPON. Deep in the Chinese countryside, the evil empire had tested, the first such weapon of ultimate death. On this day the world shook and cried, for the possibilities of a DOOMSDAY were very much real.


Years went by and Napoleon refused to share his strange and wicked dream with anyone else. But it was always deep inside him, haunting and taunting him. But everything changed the day, several top scientists were detained, for espionage. These guys were working with the Air Force and had even helped develop our new arsenal of Cruise Missiles. The DGSE discovered, that several important documents, about our missiles, had been taken by the scientist, outside of their high-security building.

The scandal is intense, as the tabloids run stories about their private lives. The politicians in the Assemblée all want a piece of them, to further their career. All over France, the people want their heads on a platter, figuratively of course. Napoleon desperately wants to find out, to whom they were selling our technology to.

Kept in a secret location, without lawyers, members of the Noire Pluie and DGSE, both interrogate the 8 disgraced scientist. The scientist’s only defense, is “we were just working from home.” The searches in their homes, however, reveal even more plans for missiles. Missiles, which are not even part of our arsenal. Nobody has a clue about these new missile technologies, but with the advent of nuclear weapons, the stakes are raised to a feverish pitch. A worried Napoleon talks with the DGSE Director Bonnard, to increase the pressure on his organization;


“I NEED results from this investigation. The mob…..err, the people are getting restless.”

“We are doing the best we can. But so far they (the scientist) are sticking to their ridiculous story”, responds Bonnard.

“What story, tell me!”, demands Napoleon.

“Well, they say that they’ve been working by themselves, on ways to get a rocket out into space. It’s obviously B.S.”

“Obviously.”

“Ha ha, it gets even funnier”, laughingly Bonnard adds.

“Tell me, I want to hear everything.”

“Well, they say that they have dreams of sending humans into space, to the moon, even. And that someday, there wish to see French colonies in far off galaxies. Stupid ain’t it. Who would believe such lies?”

“Not me. But, umm, why do they want to go to space so bad?”, asks an intrigue Napoleon.

“Well, they say, get this. They want to save France, from this wretched warmongering world.”

“WAIT, WHAT???”, says Napoleon, as he if has been struck by lighting.

“What?”

“What did you last say?”, asks Napoleon, only to confirm, what he thought he heard.

“Oh, the scientist said that, they want to save France, from this wretched warmongering world.”

“PUTAIN MERDE!!!”


It was all coming back to Napoleon. The dream, the message, his opportunity that he could not waste. These scientist are not lying, they are telling the truth. The moment had arrived for Napoleon, he needs to save those scientist, from the politics, DGSE, and the Noire Pluie. But the only way to do it is to reveal his dream to the rest of the nation.