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FLASHPOINT: die Schleife

Crotobaltislavonia

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Land. Land! Real estate. The space on top of it that folks live in. The rich, black europe to grow things in. The valuable stuff to dig or pump out and sell. LAND!

And Boroslav didn't care the least about all that. Unlike the idiots who made and lost fortures on their stupid "land", Boroslav had a job that paid well. And his job was to survey.

Today, Boroslav had worked along the River Elb. He and the team had parked up top where the view was *whistles* breathtaking. During a short, cold day, they had worked the bottomland, next to the swift flowing, freezing, mountain water. *whistles* Didn't want to fall in there, no sir.

At the end of the day, Boroslav and the team were back on top, checking their measurements and such against the map. Boroslav swore.

"I see it, Boss. We got a cut-through. Ol' Schleife finally gave, huh."

"How much land do you suppose Crotobaltislavonia lost since the last survey?"

"Hard to say exactly. But I'd guess a few hundred square kay-em."

"Damn. Wonder if the Border Guards know."

"Its an invasion, Boss. Heh-heh."

@Elben
 
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