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  • Originally posted by chico20854 View Post
    February 2, 1998With Port Arthur, Houston, Galveston, and Corpus Christi all destroyed during the nuclear exchange of 1997, Port Lavaca is the largest remaining port along Texas' Gulf Coast. However, a large number of the buildings in town were destroyed during the civil disturbances that followed the nuclear strikes. The nearby town of Point Comfort was the site of destructive looting, riots, and fires that destroyed the towns chemical and aluminum plants.
    It might be added that the Port of Port Lavaca Point Comfort, or "Port of Port Lavaca" for short, lies jointly in both towns. The big question for operating this port and others in the Matagorda Bay in general would be, if the Matagorda Ship Channel remains intact. The channel was constructed between 1962 and 1966, and since then allows vessels to travel between the Gulf of Mexico and Matagorda Bay. I presume, the Soviets wouldn't hit the actual channel directly and with the next blasts occurring way out at Corpus Christi or Galveston, the channel likely is still intact.

    The next available port would be the Port of Freeport, the smallest deepwater seaport along the US Gulf Coast. It's a pretty interesting site, actually. The large German chemical corporation BASF owns a marine terminal there, built during the early 1990s. So it's brand new during the Twilight War. Also, the US federal government has made Freeport the largest facility of the Strategic Petroleum Reserve (SPR), with a capacity exceeding 40 million barrels. It would be quite the prize after the war and indeed might or should have been nuked during the exchange of 1997, I think.

    Last addition, because the strip of land between Galveston and Corpus Christi is so interesting in strategic sites, is that Matagorda Island, the long stretch of land southwest of the channel, had its own air force base until 1975. Matagorda Island Air Force Base was more or less a run of the mill SAC base until the Vietnam War. It was then used by Air Commando for training, possibly coming under control of the US intelligence community, and consequently abandoned after the war.

    It's interesting for local military operations after the collapse of central government in 1997, because the runways are in relatively good condition, so it could be used relatively quickly (after green keeping). All buildings are in various stages of deterioration today, though, but 25 years ago, that might have been different. Also, barracks and makeshift service areas as well as an improvised tower are fairly easy to erect. Additionally, there is a usable dock and a small port facility available, giving the air base a marine connection.

    After decommissioning, the base was turned over to the Department of the Interior as a federal wildlife refuge. Since then, or maybe it existed before, a much smaller Matagorda Island Airstrip has been constructed, probably for use by DoI agencies, but maybe also for touristic use. It is also connected to a small harbor, which is likely not a deepwater port. A road connection to the old AFB exists, giving a reactivated base additional capacities and logistical options via air and sea.

    Also, way to the South of Matagorda Island there is a third airstrip, historically known as Matagorda Peninsula Army Airfield, later known as Matagorda Peninsula Airport. It, too, was a World War Two installation for pilot training and is still in good shape, but without the usual service buildings to handle aircraft. All in all, five strips of 4,000 ft each exist here.

    Historically, the site was used by Space Services, Inc. of America (SSIA), which established a rocket launch facility on the island for commercial rockets with the airport, known as Pierce Field. SSIA remained on site until 2002, making it likely that they would still be using the site during the Twilight War or that at least some of their gear might remain in situ after the nuclear exchange. SSIA is quite the interesting company and one of the first to explore commercial rockets and other space-oriented services. The company was bought up early in the 21st century, but reading about it on Wikipedia and their website, makes me get a lot of crazy ideas, especially if mixed with pulp, post-apocalyptic or conspiracy theory ideas, of which T2K has an abundance to offer. All I say here is "New America"!

    I certainly see MilGov or CivGov trying to establish a regional operation around a reactivated Matagorda Island Air Force Base, especially if the Freeport Strategic Petroleum Reserve site is still an exploitable ressource: one runway of 8,000 ft, five runways of 4,000 ft, a dock, a port and a nearby auxiliary installation with its own harbor is certainly nothing to sniff at. The only problem might be that abandoned airfields are safe havens for international drug dealing and Matagorda Island is no exception: It's been known that drug trafficking goes through here.
    Liber et infractus

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    • February 7, 1998

      Canadian troops in New Brunswick and Newfoundland launch attacks on Quebec in a move to eliminate the separatist movement in Quebec once and for all and bring Quebec back into the Confederation. On the southern front Canadian troops attack from New Brunswick. On the northern front, a hodgepodge force from Newfoundland, wwhich has been ferried into Labrador, crosses the border into northwestern Quebec.

      Realizing that nuclear attacks on the UK likely disrupted GRU operations, MI5 decides to take a gamble and infiltrate the GRU network in Britain.

      Unofficially,

      The first deaths from cholera occur in the Mydlniki train station in Krakow; the disease is spreading rapidly among the thousands of desperate refugees in the overcrowded and unheated station.

      The USS Theodore Roosevelt battle group sails into Portsmouth harbor on England's south coast. The group's arrival brings the local Royal Naval command thosands of allied sailors and their powerful fleet (which, however, is extremely low on fuel and ammunition), but also the burden of thousands of additional bellies to fill alongside those of refugees from London and southern England.

      In Northwestern Iran, 7th Army tries to re-establish control of the largely Kurdish region. While American regular forces departed the region in December, A-Teams from the 5th and 7th Special Forces Group remained behind, amply supplied from caches established during Operation Pegasus II, and closely integrated with friendly Kurdish guerilla bands, who were experienced fighters even before the war broke out thanks to years of resistance to the Persian-dominated central government in Tehran.
      I love the smell of napalm in the morning. You know, one time we had a hill bombed, for 12 hours. When it was all over, I walked up. We didn't find one of 'em, not one stinkin' body. The smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole hill. Smelled like... victory. Someday this war's gonna end...

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      • February 8, 1998

        Quebecois forces abandon Sherbrooke, relocating their capital north to Quebec City as Canadian troops from New Brunswick approach.

        In the US, the nationwide relocation effort is abandoned as being wasteful of fuel. In retorspect, its main effect has been to create large bands of homeless wandering throughout the country.

        The Soviet ballistic missile submarine Barrikada rendezvouses with a submarine resupply vessel in the north Atlantic. The ship brings orders to the submarine that it is to remain on station in the North Atlantic until 15 March, then return home.

        Unofficially,

        The 1st Battalion, 30th Marines closes on the port of Wilminton, North Carolina and secures the port area while loading its paltry amount of equipment aboard the transports Minnesota Freedom and the Maltese-flagged Clipper Santos.

        With the front in Central Europe growing calm and teams getting increasingly exhausted and low on supplies, the Headquarters, 20th Special Forces Group issues a recall order for teams that are able and willing to attempt the journey to the unit's new headquarters in Frstenberg, East Germany (the prewar Soviet 2nd Guards Tank Army headquarters complex).

        In central Jugslavia the 158th Motor-Rifle Division finds itself in an increasingly untenable position. The division's regiments are strung out along the road and rail route between the Sava River and Sarajevo, holding a series of isolated outposts along the bottom of the Bosna River Valley, with the division headquarters in the steel mill of the Bosnian town of Zenica. The situation outside the small garrisons grows increasingly desperate as Jugoslav partisans and bandits begin to attack traffic along the route and the Soviet bases as well. The commanding generals requests for aerial resupply are laughed off and the divisions 151st Tank Regiment, oeholding Sarajevo, finds itself under siege in the citys downtown, subject to murderous enemy fire from the high ground overlooking the city.
        I love the smell of napalm in the morning. You know, one time we had a hill bombed, for 12 hours. When it was all over, I walked up. We didn't find one of 'em, not one stinkin' body. The smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole hill. Smelled like... victory. Someday this war's gonna end...

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        • February 9, 1998

          In the fighting in Canada's eastern front, Quebec fights an offensive war and manages to defeat the Canadian Army units attacking from Labrador. On the southern front, Quebecois forces withdraw to defensive lines along the north bank of the St. Lawrence River, preventing the Canadian Army from advancing any farther north.

          Colonel Denise Richilieu accepts the position of head of the DGSE (the French intelligence service) in the Persian Gulf region.

          Unofficially,

          In central Germany, 7th Army Training Command recevies an influx of resources and personnel at its new location of Giessen, prewar home of the multiple logistics sites and the 42nd Field Artillery Brigade. (The command's premier peacetime facilities, the Hohenfels and Grafenwohr training areas and the NCO Academy in Bad Tolz, have all been overrun by Pact and Italian troops). The personnel, mostly former drill sergeants or MOS instructors reassigned from other units in Germany, are formed into training groups to retrain excess Air Force and Naval personnel (as well as selected Army combat service support troops) as infantry or artillerymen prior to reassignment to depleted Army combat units.

          The commander of the 158th Motor-Rifle Division, in Zenica, Bosnia, forms a relief column to break through to his isolated 151st Tank Regiment in Sarajevo. The task force is built around troops of the 158th's 246th Independent Recon Battalion and 506tth Motor-Rifle Rgiment, with engineers and BM-14 rocket launchers attached.

          Lithuanian Party authorities from Vilnius, Lithuania send a courier to Trakai to inquire why the normal monthly contingent of draftees has not been dispatched.
          I love the smell of napalm in the morning. You know, one time we had a hill bombed, for 12 hours. When it was all over, I walked up. We didn't find one of 'em, not one stinkin' body. The smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole hill. Smelled like... victory. Someday this war's gonna end...

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          • Originally posted by chico20854 View Post
            In central Germany, 7th Army Training Command recevies an influx of resources and personnel at its new location of Giessen, prewar home of the multiple logistics sites and the 42nd Field Artillery Brigade. (The command's premier peacetime facilities, the Hohenfels and Grafenwohr training areas and the NCO Academy in Bad Tolz, have all been overrun by Pact and Italian troops).
            They've also lost the Baumholder training complex, which is a pretty good small arms and light weapons training complex west of the Rhine. Wildflecken should still be viable, and the Bergen-Hohne complex up north should be good to go.

            Ammo, fuel, and parts for training are going to be at a premium, but part of rebuilding and reconstituting units to continue operations will be at least some level of gunnery and (hopefully live fire) collective training. Hopefully subcaliber trainers, reduced range practice (concrete) rounds, and sim gear was evacuated north. Even a few days with golf carts and everyone yelling "bang, bang" will still be better than nothing.
            Last edited by Homer; 02-24-2023, 07:38 AM.

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            • February 10, 1998

              Nothing in canon for the day. Unofficially,

              French and Belgian parliamentary leaders (follow the arrest of dissenters) in Versailles reach agreement in concept for the unification of the two nation's governments, tentatively to be titled the Belgian-Franco Confederation. They break their marathon session (they have been meeting at Versailles for over five days and long nights) to return to their capitals to seek buy-in from their respective fellow political leaders and to detail civil servants to begin working on the details of the agreement.

              Both sides armies are in a dire condition. The remnants of both combatants air forces are largely grounded by lack of fuel. At sea, the remaining naval combatants, also out of fuel, have nearly all returned to port. More importantly, as far as NATOs armies in central Europe are concerned, the cargo ships that ferried the ammunition, fuel, spare parts and replacement equipment have ceased sailing. (Even if they had fuel, there is little cargo available for them to carry, as war production in America and the UK has largely come to a halt after EMP bursts and the collapse of the transportation system). The German, Dutch and Danish economies produce little war materiel due to the lack of electrical power and raw materials, and general disruption and insecurity. The prewar logistic stockpiles in western Germany and the Netherlands have been depleted in the Battle of Germany and Operation Advent Crown, and the stockpiles of the armies in the field were targeted during the nuclear exchange or abandoned during the long retreat across Poland. Further, with the collapse of the German government, military units are now responsible for distributing food and fuel in their local areas, and have largely depleted their remaining supplies by the late winter.

              The relief column of the 158th Motor-Rifle Division is unable to depart from the base in Zenica because the convoy carrying fuel from further down the valley has been delayed by heavy partisan activity and poor winter weather. In Sarajevo the 151st Tank Regiment loses a T-34/85 to an anti-tank mine while trying to return to the unit's base after successfully duelling a Jugoslav recoilless rifle in the hills; the regiment is down to a week's short rations and two day's vehicle and heating fuel.

              The US Navy-owned (but civilan-manned) tanker USNS Paul Buck completes loading a cargo of 225,000 barrels of refined petroleum products at the refinery in Bizerte, Tunisia. The US government paid the refinery owner what would normally be considered an exorbinant amount for the cargo, successfully outbidding the French and Italian governments' representatives for the cargo.

              In Trakai, Lithuania, the courier from the regional Party committee is received by Colonel Skrebys, the local military commissioner, who informs them that the requested draftees are instead being used for local defense and that, if in some time in the future the area has excess personnel of military age, he will dispatch them "with all due haste" to republican authorities. Skrebys then dismisses the courier and has him escorted out of the area. The courier notices that the castle is guarded by uniformed troops.
              I love the smell of napalm in the morning. You know, one time we had a hill bombed, for 12 hours. When it was all over, I walked up. We didn't find one of 'em, not one stinkin' body. The smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole hill. Smelled like... victory. Someday this war's gonna end...

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              • February 11, 1998

                The South St. Petersburg Defense Force, a grange-style resistance group, is organized by surviving property owners in the southern third of the city.

                Unofficially,

                Additional guerrilla attacks break out across occupied Dutch territory south of the Rhine. The remnants of the military government have coordinated the attacks by teams from the 2nd Amphibious Combat Group and the 104th Reconnaissance Battalion (a long-range deep penetration unit) against six separate French and Belgian installations. The attacks succeed in forcing the defending troops to lock down, allowing other Dutch agents and resupply activities to move freely in much of the occupied region.

                The layup of ships at Cromarty Firth in northern Scoland concludes, with over 35 excess tankers and freighters stripped of food, fuel, lubricants, weapons and ammunition and many spare parts. The Canadian "destroyer" Assiniboine, which escorted the convoy to Scotland, departs, accompanied by the oilfield supply tugs Robu Seahorse and James Palmer, carrying the salvaged materiel and the ships' crews.

                At sundown the resupply column that the commander of the 158th Motor-Rifle Divison is waiting on to launch his relief effort for the besieged 151st Tank Regiment finally arrives at the Zenica steel mill, the division headquarters. The dreadfully-equipped unit has minimal night fighting capability, so the troops of the relief column are sent to bed early prior to an early morning departure.

                The commander of 22nd Support Command, the logistic organization supporting Third Army in the Persian Gulf, concerned about the long-term availability of fuel and other supplies for CENTCOM, receives permission from General McLaren to establish a floating fuel reserve at Diego Garcia. USNAVCENT (5th Fleet) is directed to identify a suitable excess supertanker (there are several at anchor in the Gulf), prepare it to serve as a storage vessel (cleaning tanks that had carried crude oil in preparation for refined products, storing containers of extra supplies on deck and augmenting the crew quarters and onboard repair facilities) and transfer it to Kharg Island, where it will gradually be filled with diesel, jet fuel and gasoline that can be spared from the small stream still being produced by Saudi, Bahrainian and Iranian refinery facilities.
                I love the smell of napalm in the morning. You know, one time we had a hill bombed, for 12 hours. When it was all over, I walked up. We didn't find one of 'em, not one stinkin' body. The smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole hill. Smelled like... victory. Someday this war's gonna end...

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                • February 12, 1998

                  Another day with nothing in canon. (You'll be seeing a lot of this going forward!)

                  Teams from the California State Guard's 1st Medical Brigade are spread out all across the state, administering to the wounded from the nuclear attacks in the Bay Area and Los Angeles-Riverside area, trying to provide dayto-day health care in evacuation camps and administer to the increasing flow of Mexican refugees which continue to cross the border every day.

                  The USAF's 313th Tactical Fighter Squadron flies the first operational mission in a former Belgian F-16A. The aircraft takes off from the squadron's new base at Jever in northern Germany, flies a low-level path along the Baltic coast towards Szceczin, passsing over the FEBA (Forward Edge of the Battle Are) east of that Polish city before turning south, flying a course parallel to and 50 km east of the Oder River. The aircraft's photographic pod scours the area for Pact troop concentrations, artillery and missile batteries, logistic sites or headquarters, hoping that fatigue and the snow on the ground will help defeat some of those unit's camouflage. It turns west near Zielona G3ra, Poland, dropping its ordnance load of four 500-pound bombs on a previously identified radio repeater site in 2nd Polish Army's rear before crossing the river and returning to its base. While seemingly routine, the flight is not without risk, between the aircraft's uncertain maintenance and prior flight history, the breakdown of air defense coordination between NATO units (the pilot sights some small arms fire headed skyward as he crossed over the German front line) and the (remote) possibility that the Poles or Soviets may have an interceptor airborne over the front lines or have obtained additional surface-to-air missiles.

                  The dreadfully supplied and equipped relief column from the 158th Motor-Rifle Division, led by the division commander himself, finally departs its base in Zenica, Jugoslavia as the first light of day brightens the horizon. The column of trucks is lead by a pair of PT-76 light tanks, with a handful of BTR-40 APCs and a WW II-vintage American M-16 anti-aircraft halftrack captured from the Turks scattered along the column as gun trucks. The convoy covers 15 km before it is stopped by a downed bridge. As the engineers are brought forward to emplace a temporary one the entire column comes under fire from enemy troops in the heights overlooking the valley. The engineers are unable to work under such fire, and the M-16, the column's most effective means of suppressing the dismounted enemy (with four .50-caliber machineguns), soon runs out of ammunition. The beleagured troops dig in, seeking shelter from hastily dug fighting positions and the nearby village's surviving structures (and even remnants of structures).

                  Communist Party officials in the remains of Vilnius, Lithuania are furious when they learn of Colonel Skrebys' statement. He is expelled from the Party while word is passed to Moscow of his betrayal, requesting military forces to deal with him.
                  I love the smell of napalm in the morning. You know, one time we had a hill bombed, for 12 hours. When it was all over, I walked up. We didn't find one of 'em, not one stinkin' body. The smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole hill. Smelled like... victory. Someday this war's gonna end...

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                  • February 13, 1998

                    Nothing official for today. Unofficially,

                    Having taken longer to gather resources and sufficient recruits, the headquarters, 2nd Battalion and various support units of the 30th Marines completes its formation and begins loading aboard the tank landing ships USS Boulder and Schenectady and the small (former East-)German coaster Johstadt, which have shallow enough drafts to make their way up the river to the small port at Port Royal, adjacent to the unit's home station of Parris Island, SC. Additional troops are ferried by landing craft to the USS Spiegel Grove (I have the USS Hermitage), an antiquated (built in 1956) amphibious assault ship pulled out of mothballs at the outbreak of the war.

                    Following up on the prior day's flight, the 50th Tactical Fighter Wing launches a raid on Pact military targets in western Poland. Eight F-16s (of a variety of models) take off from Jever Air Base in northern Germany and cross the Jutland Peninsula before heading out over the Baltic, turning south over Bornholm Island to cross the Polish coast. With two aircraft laden with AMRAAM and Sidewinder missiles flying at 10,000 feet as top cover, the rest of the flight stays at low level before splitting into three two-ship teams to strike various targets identified by yesterday's sortie and other methods (radio direction-finding and agents on the ground). One team hits the road junction at Świebodzin with cluster bombs, one strikes a suspected artillery battery with more cluster bombs and the final flight strikes the radio relay site attacked the day before. Within an hour all eight aircraft have returned safely.

                    The Dutch container ship Nedlloyd Van Neck, carrying a partial cargo of foodstuffs, clothing and used cars from Latin America, strikes a mine in the North Sea northwest of Vlissingen and sinks.

                    As the situation of the 151st Tank Regiment in Sarajevo grows more desperate (the last of the fuel is being stretched to hopefully last another day), the relief column south of Zenica remains surrounded, unable to advance or withdraw. The division commander's pleas for support from 26th Army and Southern Front are approved, and as the long and desperate afternoon for the surrounded Soviet troops drags on a single MiG-21 flies overhead. The pilot is unable to identify any enemy positions through the overcast and drops his bombs on empty forest before returning to base.
                    I love the smell of napalm in the morning. You know, one time we had a hill bombed, for 12 hours. When it was all over, I walked up. We didn't find one of 'em, not one stinkin' body. The smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole hill. Smelled like... victory. Someday this war's gonna end...

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                    • February 14, 1998

                      Again, nothing official for the day. Unofficially,

                      Islands of stability have formed acrosss many areas of the US, often in vicinity to intact military units, petroleum or food production or the remnants of a state government. (Or, frequently, many or all of these). Notable areas include western New York, central Pennsylvania, Bakersfield, California and Mempis, Tennessee. By this point, lack of fuel and harsh winter weather have halted most refugee movement across the country, granting remaining authorities time to organize the provision of food, shelter and what little fuel is available.

                      The 20th (my 16th Guards) Tank Division is reassigned from 4th Guards Tank Army to 8th Guards Army and assigned a sector along the German-Polish border opposite Frankfurt on the Oder.

                      At the Mydlniki train station in Krakow, daily deaths to starvation and disease now exceed 15. Many of the youngest and healthiest refugees depart, seeking less dangerous shelter. One group discovers a dangerous but intriguing location - an abandoned prefabricated concrete apartment block that faces the ruins of the adjacent manufacturing center of Nowy Huta, which was struck by an American nuclear weapon in the fall. All of the windows have been blown out and many of the apartments have suffered extensive damage, but hold small stashes of food, clothing and other valuable salvage abandoned when the original residents evacuated, fearing radiation.

                      The 158th MRD's column is still surrounded by Jugoslav territorial defense troops and the remnants of the Jugoslav National Army, who keep the column pinned down with well-aimed sniper fire from the hills over the immobile convoy. Adding insult to the situation, the Jugoslav partisans launch simultaneous attacks on the surrounded 151st Tank Regiment in Sarajevo, overrunning the last remaining isolated observation post and the division command post in Zenica. As dusk falls the division commander orders the abandonment of the relief effort and the suffering troops mount up and fight a running battle the 15 km back to their base, leaving 20 percent of the force that left the steel mill at dawn three days ago behind as dead, with twice that number brought along in the surviving vehicles wounded.

                      The commander of XVIII Airborne Corps is distressed when he is told that nearly 15 percent of supplies dispatched from his port facilities are lost en route to the front line by bandit roadblocks, pilferage from civilian material handlers and attacks on supply lines and routes.
                      I love the smell of napalm in the morning. You know, one time we had a hill bombed, for 12 hours. When it was all over, I walked up. We didn't find one of 'em, not one stinkin' body. The smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole hill. Smelled like... victory. Someday this war's gonna end...

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                      • February 15, 1998

                        The 8th Infantry Division (Mechanized) has completed its reorganization and is preparing to return to duty on the front lines in East Germany. Armored vehicle losses in 1997 had been heavy and all remaining tanks in the division are assigned to 1-68 and 3-77 (my 4-69) Armor, while 2-68 (my 2-69) and 5-77 Armor are disbanded to provide personnel replacement for the other two battalions. The remaining tank battalion in the division, 4-34 (my 5-68) Armor, is left without any vehicles of its own, but a convoy of heavy equipment has recently arrived in Europe (one of the last to do so) and included in the cargo is a consignment of Cadillac Gage Stingrays which are used to re-equip the battalion.

                        Unofficially,

                        The remaining team members of B Squadron, Special Forces Operational Detachment-Delta, who have been operating in Manchuria for nearly a year, have established themselves in relative comfort in a small hamlet in rural Suihua prefecture in Manchuria; some members remark that they have "gone native", moving in with local families and providing a (very, very competent and dangerous) militia to defend the small town.

                        In the early morning hours the last stragglers of the 158th Motor-Rile Division's ill-fated relief force trudge back to the division's headquarters complex at the Zenica steel mill. By dawn it becomes apparent that the Jugoslav resistance fighters that harried the column have followed them, with the base coming under rocket and mortar attack and outer pickets reporting movement in the buildings and hills that surround the base. In Sarajevo, the surrounded 151st Tank Regiment comes under attack, its remaining operational T-34/85s rushing around the perimeter to reinforce positions threatened with annihilation.

                        In the no mans land between Allied and Soviet lines in the Zagros mountains, Antoly Shinsky, a deserter from the Soviet 9th Army and his compatriots (all from the Russian Far East) occupy the village of Dorodzan and begin a reign of terror, pillaging and oppressing the town's helpless civilians.
                        I love the smell of napalm in the morning. You know, one time we had a hill bombed, for 12 hours. When it was all over, I walked up. We didn't find one of 'em, not one stinkin' body. The smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole hill. Smelled like... victory. Someday this war's gonna end...

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                        • February 16, 1998

                          As conditions in the area deteriorate and the flow of components grinds to a halt, workers at the Red River Army Depot halt conversions of M113 ACCVs to the M115A1 standard.

                          The 6th (my 5th Guards) Tank Division is withdrawn from garrisons on the outskirts of Tianjin, China north into Manchuria in an attempt by 36th Army to achieve sufficient troop density to maintain control of surviving industrial and natural resources.

                          Unofficially,

                          The disperesed units of the mobilization-only 158th Motor-Rifle Division, spread along over 200 kilometers from Sarajevo to the Sava River, come under coordinated attack from the remnants of the Jugoslav National Army and Territorial Defense Forces, in no small part thanks to the efforts of advisors (and communications provided by) the Third Battalion, 6th Special Forces Group. The attacks succeed in pinning down the Soviet "occupation force", preventing supplies and reinforcements from moving between garrisons and allowing the Jugoslavs to concentrate forces and pick off the garrisons one by one. The first to fall is the 151st Tank Regiment in Sarajevo, whose commander surrenders at nightfall, begging for humane treatment of his surviving troops. Unfortunately, the assurances he receives from the JNA commander are ignored by his Territorial Defense co-belligerents, and as midnight nears Sarajeov is once again the scene of a bloody massacre the likes of which the Balkans are famous for; the American Green Berets are unable to control their allies and are resigned to "taking a walk away from the unit for a little while".

                          As the departure date for a reinforcement convoy to Africa arrives, naval authorities are distressed to discover that only half of the planned 20 ships (freighters and tankers, as well as the ships carrying the 30th Marines) have arrived at the sailing port of Hampton Roads, that there is only one escort (the frigate Lockwood) ready; another (the destroyer Richard S. Edwards) back in the yard for repairs to its complicated and troublesome 1950s steam plant, which the remnants of the late-war modern navy has a difficult time finding skilled operators for, not to mention the 750 tons of No. 4 fuel oil she needs for the voyage.

                          A 15-year old boy from the village of Dorodzan slips away to get help in the predawn hours, after the band of Soviet Army deserters have drank themselves into a stupor.
                          I love the smell of napalm in the morning. You know, one time we had a hill bombed, for 12 hours. When it was all over, I walked up. We didn't find one of 'em, not one stinkin' body. The smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole hill. Smelled like... victory. Someday this war's gonna end...

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                          • February 17, 1998

                            Nothing in canon for today!

                            Although very few geologists are in any position to notice, small-scale seismic shocks have become much more prevalent as the battered Earth's crust tries to adjust to the shocks of the multiple ground bursts of the nuclear exchange. While the tremors are too minor to cause any further damage (and in most cases too minor to be noticed by people), they do have the effect of opening up some long-closed oil wells in northwestern Pennsylvania (and elsewhere around the world).

                            In the upper Midwestern states, the 49th Armored Division has secured dozens of grain elevators and stationed small detachments at over 100 dairy farms as well as maintaining a very active system of patrols and roadblocks. There is initially resentment by the farmers of the military control of the food stocks, but soon rumors begin to spread of the depredations unleashed on farmers by desperate and hungry city-dwellers in other areas of the nation. The hostility to the Texas guardsmen (many from rural backgrounds) begins to dissipate as the farmers and the soldiers reach an understanding that it is better for the troops to take the food for distribution than for hordes of refugees to overrun the farms.

                            Concerned about the situation back home and facing a hopeless situation, the commander of the Hungarian 53rd Mechanized Rifle Brigade, on occupation in Manchuria, decides to abandon his position and return his command home. The command's Soviet "liaison officers" are arrested and disarmed, with a few sympathetic ones retaining their freedom and preparing forged movement orders.

                            The drunken rampage/celebration in Sarajevo continues following the capitulation of the Soviet 151st Tank Regiment. Most of the surviving Soviet troops (mostly Moldovan reservists and confused Central Asian farm boys) are sheltered by American and JNA officers, while the Jugoslav troops (mostly JNA enlisted men and Territorial Defense troops) run wild. By dawn fighting has broken out between different groups within the Jugoslav force, with religious/ethnic groups fighting each other and JNA and Territorial Defense units struggling for control of the captured garrison and its few remaining weapons and supplies.
                            I love the smell of napalm in the morning. You know, one time we had a hill bombed, for 12 hours. When it was all over, I walked up. We didn't find one of 'em, not one stinkin' body. The smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole hill. Smelled like... victory. Someday this war's gonna end...

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                            • Probably more efficient to make it a "On this week 25 years ago" thread from here on. Heroic effort so far. A very enjoyable read.
                              sigpic "It is better to be feared than loved" - Nicolo Machiavelli

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                              • February 18, 1998

                                Nothing in canon for the day. Unofficially,

                                In Alaska, X Corps launches a counterattack against Soviet forces holding Fairbnks, Alaska's second largest city. (The Soviets took the town in November, expending the last of their offensive firepower, leaving X Corps ensconsed in Fort Wainwright and Eileson Air Force Base on the city's eastern outskirts.) The 11th Airborne Division launches a frontal attack supported by the guns of the 197th Field Artillery Brigade while the troops of the 2nd Infantry Brigade (Arctic Recon) slip around the city to the sorth to cut off the Soviet force.

                                Demonstrating the disarray within the USSR, a dozen Ts100 processors for MiG-29 radars arrive at the Chortkov airbase in Ukraine, which, before it was struck by an American nuclear bomb in September, supported Su-25 attack aircraft and has never operated MiG-29s.

                                The small fleet of amphibious ships carrying the 30th Marines anchor off the Hampton Roads port complex, accompanied by the Coast Guard patrol craft . The force has but three helicopters, single UH-1N, CH-46E and CH-53Es that were being retained for training use at MCAS Cherry Point, North Carolina.

                                After two days of scrambling through the rural no mans land between Allied and Soviet lines, the 15 year-old boy from the village of Dorodzan encounters Allied troops - a patrol of Circassians guerrillas accompanied by an American advisor from the 7th Special Forces Group. To the young man's disappointment the patrol does not divert from its planned patrol route to liberate the town, but gives him food, water and directions to friendly lines as well as reporting the situation in his home village to higher headquarters.
                                I love the smell of napalm in the morning. You know, one time we had a hill bombed, for 12 hours. When it was all over, I walked up. We didn't find one of 'em, not one stinkin' body. The smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole hill. Smelled like... victory. Someday this war's gonna end...

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