That's Thursday the 28th, correct? Not midnight Thursday as in tonight Thursday.
Date: Thu, 21 Oct 2010 20:18:47 -0400
Subject: Allerton Gazette Ed.2: Spring 1901 Results
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Allerton Gazette
Spring 1901 Campaign Results Revealed
Blake Pynnonen
With an unusually long spring campaign behind the European continent, the area's leaders review their new positions in order to plot their diplomacy for the coming seasons. The Gazette, in the spirit of transparency will publish, season-by-season, the orders from the Europe's leaders verbatim, along with the resulting maps reflecting the military positioning of our great continent.
Starting this Spring 1901, the orders from Europe's leaders:
Russia:
F StP - Bot
F Sev - Bla
A Mos - Ukr
A War - Gal
France:
Army in Paris moves to Burgundy.
Army Marseilles supports Paris to Burgundy.
Fleet Brest to Mid-Atlantic
Italy:
F Naples - Ionian Sea
A Venice hold
A Rome - Apulia
Germany:
F Kie - Hol
A Mun - Ruh
A Ber - Kie
Turkey:
a con - bul
a smy - con
f ank h
Austria-Hungary:
F. Trieste - Albania
A. Budapest - Serbia
A. Vienna - Trieste
England:
F Edinburgh - Norwegian Sea
A Liverpool - Yorkshire
F London - North Sea
All of the orders, having gone unopposed, have succeeded, resulting in the attached map. Due to the opportunity for revised orders, the
Gazette may have been inaccurate in its reporting. Any issues should be contested in the 24 hours.
Germany Issues Press Release
Alexander Butler
Von Bloch watched the court yard intently. In the dim light of predawn, 2
men were deciding his future and that of the German Reich.
It
was silly really. All had begun with a careless boast by the head of the
diplomatic corps, Graf von Wallenstein: "If I were in charge of the
Army, our borders would reach from the Siberian wastes to the Iberian
peninsula." The Kaiser immediately reprimanded him that such baseless
boasts were not becoming of a man of his stature. That would have been
the end of it, had not Feldmarschall von Stauffen's adjutant and son
overheard the comment. He was furious, demanding a public apology. The
proud von Wallenstein refused, and things had derailed from there. They
ended in the only way such things could. Von Stauffen had demanded
satisfaction. Von Wallenstein, knowing about von Stauffen's reknowned
skill with the sabre, chose the pistol.
So here he was. The two most powerful men in the Reich after the
Kaiser, duelling, at a mere 15 paces. And von Bloch was to take the
place of the deceased party.
The first rays of sunlight
illuminated the roof tops. The two secondes, their respective sons, went
about preparing the weapons. The prince himself was designated to over
see the procedures. He carefully marked and counted out the steps. Von
Wallenstein selected his pistol, with von Stauffen taking the other one.
The five men in the court took their position.
The sun finally fully illuminated the court yard.
"Aim!"
Von Stauffen raised his gun. "Fire!" The shot echoed loudly. Von
Wallenstein grunted and sank to his knees, his jacket turning red
slowly. "Return fire at will!"
Von Stauffen looked on in grim satisfaction and could not resist one
last slight. "The pen may be mightier than the sword, but the pistol is
mightier than either, my friend."
Suddenly, von Wallenstein
heaved himself to his feet. For the second time that morning, a shot
shattered the silence of dawn. The surprised look on von Stauffen's face
was frozen in death, his aged features disfigured by a bloody hole in
the middle of his forehead. "Truer words were never spoken," von
Wallenstein heaved with his final breath.
The onlookers were stunned. "It seems like you have inherited two
positions today, my friend." The voice of the Kaiser shook von Bloch
into action.
"Konrad! I need the six best messengers in the
Reich. I want a staff meeting of the entire military command in five
minutes, letters to our embassies must go out today!"
Von Bloch bowed low. "Your majesty, if you would excuse me?"
The
Kaiser nodded sagely. "Efficiency has always been one of your virtues.
The Reich depends on it that wisdom is also one. Go Feldmarschall, and
let history never forget your name."
"Jawohl, mein Kaiser!"
Gazette Issues New Deadline, Encourages Letters to the Editor
Blake Pynnonen
Since all of the orders from the spring campaign succeeded and no retreats have been forced, the rulers of Europe get to take a summer vacation and focus on the fall campaign. The deadline to issue the orders for the fall campaign are next Thursday at midnight (Eastern Time Zone, U.S.). The editors of the
Allerton Gazette also encourage letters to the editors of this publication, as well as any press releases. In times of war, it's important to remain literate.
