!!GLDOetT97DE 10/15/11(Sat)20:50 No.16636794|
>The base is abuzz with attention. Soon after the orders trickled down from Central Command that the 13th Battalion was to deploy in the invasion of the Voss Empire, the base jumped into overdrive. Tanks were fueled, guns were cleaned, soldiers ran to and fro, carrying anything and everything, from ammunition to armor to spare parts.
>The radios were kept on, playing a mix of news and music, adding to the roar of engines, the shouts of running soldiers and engineers, the shuffling of clacking metal.
>Almost with no notice, the radios all switch to a singular program. Brass horns heralded the interception of the airwaves, followed afterwards by the sultry voice of an unknown woman:
"Hello again, little boys and girls. It's me again, Vosskon Blossom, broadcasting to you live from the glorious Voss Empire's capital. How are you all, you horrid butchers you? It has recently come to our attention that a major offensive is planned for today.
"I ask you, men and women of Ragnyll--would you dare? Do you have a deathwish? Every city is a fortress, every road a minefield. Know that when you step onto Voss land, you set foot on Hel on land. Our soldiers are relentless, our tanks are strong, and our spirit is nigh unbreakable. You will find no safe haven here, Ragnyll. You rush to your deaths.
"Which is why I extend to you a hand in peace. Desert! Give up! Come to the Voss Empire! Your commanding officers do not care about you, Ragnyll. They only wish to send you to your deaths. This attack is folly! Come to the winning side, and we shall strike together, in unity, against these Ragnyllian devil-dogs."