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Royal Armed Forces Training Grounds
Northern Rhönland
Northern Rhönland
The Königliche Streitkräfte maintained three training grounds large enough to host manoeuvres. There was the Rhönland training grounds, the Würzburg facilities with a focus on anti-air force and anti-naval defence measures and finally the mountaineer training center in Unterbamberg. For the next few days the rural region would see an increased activity of EDF and associates troops, the civilians had been duly alerted. Not to forget the Tysker government. As a token of neighbourly understanding they had been passed a note via His Majesty’s Ambassador and invited to send a small team of observers. Generalleutnant Ritter Albert Groß, who was in charge of coordinating the war games and commanding it, was hardly elated when Defence Minister Graf Eulenburg informed him that he would have some special guests to look after. “Ensure that they only see what they’re supposed to see.”, the Minister had told him.
Alas, politicians, they had often made his job more complicated than it was supposed to do. In the days of satellites there was no way to disguise any major military movements. Throughout his career, which was about to come to an end in a few years time, Generalleutnant Groß wondered whether he had taken the right decision when he joined the military decades ago. Had there been a viable alternative for him, the fourth son of a middle-class clerk and a farmer’s daughter? No! Deep down in heart, the senior military officer kept a small beacon of the idealism, which had made turn his eyes to a career with the Royal Armed Forces. “[…] to protect King and Country. May God help me.”, he murmured parts of his pledge of allegiance. “Sir, -“, his adjutant brought back reality, “the MAD officer is here to discuss the ‘visitors’ program.” The Generalleutnant nodded to have him led in by the adjutant.
MAD was not only the name of a Franconian funny magazine but also the acronym of the Kingdom’s military intelligence agency, the Militärischer Abschirmdienst. The agency’s ensign showed a bright beacon and on top its motto ‘Pro rege et lege’ (For King and Law), which was quite fitting in Weiß’ opinion. The MAD officer and his team would subsequently be introduced to the Tyskers as their liaisons. Formally the MAD officers wore the uniform of the combat branch they originally joined.
Meanwhile, in the barracks not too far away a very excited young Royal Army Leutnant and his squad were in their final preparations for the war games. For Leutnant Johannes Veuler it was the first major event after he had concluded the officer training. He was looking forward to show how well he could live to the Royal Armed Force’s credo “For King and Country” despite his youth. Veuler thought it was a pity the Kingdom of Franken and her allies preferred to engage in diplomatic stand-offs and flaunting their naval capabilities. The Franconians weren’t that bad in territorial warfare, were they? At least he was enthusiastic enough to show off the skills of the two tanks under his command within the Royal Army’s heavy armed units towards the Wieser units in this manoeuvre. Anyway, he wondered whether he would get in touch with any Radileans. For the young officer this would be nothing short of an exotic meeting, since he had never travelled beyond Gallia or Germania.
At the manoeuvre command the other commanders were slowly arriving for a final discussion. Team Alpha would be led by Franken, chiefly supported by Radilo, whereas Team Beta would be headed by Wiese. The first objective was the conquest and/or defence of a geo-strategically important town, which was inhabited by ‘native’ civilians. One team would start as controllers, while the other one would try to capture it. Secondly civilian ‘fatalities’ were to be kept at an absolute minimum. Franken’s own civilians had a certain tolerance for dead unarmed people in a far way country, but it shouldn’t get too excessive, Generalleutnant Ritter Albert Groß mused, not certain whether he was cynical or just realistic. In the second half of the war games both teams would switch roles.
Alas, politicians, they had often made his job more complicated than it was supposed to do. In the days of satellites there was no way to disguise any major military movements. Throughout his career, which was about to come to an end in a few years time, Generalleutnant Groß wondered whether he had taken the right decision when he joined the military decades ago. Had there been a viable alternative for him, the fourth son of a middle-class clerk and a farmer’s daughter? No! Deep down in heart, the senior military officer kept a small beacon of the idealism, which had made turn his eyes to a career with the Royal Armed Forces. “[…] to protect King and Country. May God help me.”, he murmured parts of his pledge of allegiance. “Sir, -“, his adjutant brought back reality, “the MAD officer is here to discuss the ‘visitors’ program.” The Generalleutnant nodded to have him led in by the adjutant.
MAD was not only the name of a Franconian funny magazine but also the acronym of the Kingdom’s military intelligence agency, the Militärischer Abschirmdienst. The agency’s ensign showed a bright beacon and on top its motto ‘Pro rege et lege’ (For King and Law), which was quite fitting in Weiß’ opinion. The MAD officer and his team would subsequently be introduced to the Tyskers as their liaisons. Formally the MAD officers wore the uniform of the combat branch they originally joined.
Meanwhile, in the barracks not too far away a very excited young Royal Army Leutnant and his squad were in their final preparations for the war games. For Leutnant Johannes Veuler it was the first major event after he had concluded the officer training. He was looking forward to show how well he could live to the Royal Armed Force’s credo “For King and Country” despite his youth. Veuler thought it was a pity the Kingdom of Franken and her allies preferred to engage in diplomatic stand-offs and flaunting their naval capabilities. The Franconians weren’t that bad in territorial warfare, were they? At least he was enthusiastic enough to show off the skills of the two tanks under his command within the Royal Army’s heavy armed units towards the Wieser units in this manoeuvre. Anyway, he wondered whether he would get in touch with any Radileans. For the young officer this would be nothing short of an exotic meeting, since he had never travelled beyond Gallia or Germania.
At the manoeuvre command the other commanders were slowly arriving for a final discussion. Team Alpha would be led by Franken, chiefly supported by Radilo, whereas Team Beta would be headed by Wiese. The first objective was the conquest and/or defence of a geo-strategically important town, which was inhabited by ‘native’ civilians. One team would start as controllers, while the other one would try to capture it. Secondly civilian ‘fatalities’ were to be kept at an absolute minimum. Franken’s own civilians had a certain tolerance for dead unarmed people in a far way country, but it shouldn’t get too excessive, Generalleutnant Ritter Albert Groß mused, not certain whether he was cynical or just realistic. In the second half of the war games both teams would switch roles.