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1980s World War III War Game

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1980s World War III War Game

Undisclosed Location in the Fulda Gap of West Germany
5 April 1985

Colonel Ivan Rybakina

"You are telling me that their northern flank is totally protected?" said Colonel Rybakina.

"Yes, sir," said Captain Molotov in Russian. "Our recon unit that went through the northern road just disappeared off the map. We could not maintain communications with that unit."

"But how does that mean that everything they have in their northern flank is protected?" said Rybakina.

"Something had to shoot that recon unit, sir," said Molotov on the radio.

"Send another recon unit, then," ordered Rybakina.

"I highly advise against that, sir," said Molotov.

"I need more intel," said Rybakina.

"You are telling those men to go to their deaths! Sir!" said Molotov.

Rybakina roared with anger. "I need more intel or I'm going to have to call this entire operation off!"

"There are so many Yanks on that side, sir!" said Molotov. "I can feel it!" Pause. "But I will do what you say. I will send one more recon unit over there!" The line cut off.

Rybakina frowned. The man had left before even being dismissed by a superior officer. Maybe he shouldn't have let that man command part of the operation to attack the enemy's northern flank. Maybe he should attack the middle or southern flank, instead? Or maybe he shouldn't do anything and wait out the enemy until they became impatient and attacked him, instead?

Rybakina knew one thing, which is to never trust a Yank. If the Yanks knew what he was planning, then he had to do the opposite, whatever that was. But if they knew that he knew, then shouldn't he still do that thing?

1980s World War III War Game

Undisclosed Location in the Fulda Gap of West Germany
5 April 1985

Captain Sergei Molotov

Sitting in his APC, Captain Molotov didn't understand why he was selected by the Colonel to do what he was about to do. It didn't make sense. Sergei Molotov had never been a star in the military. He hadn't even shot anyone in his entire life. But for some reason, Colonel Rybakina thought he had the qualities to pull off this stunt.

And so he sat in his armored personnel carrier wondering what fate lay before him. Instinctively, he took a swig of his canteen filled with Russian vodka. The familiar liquid drained down his throat and filled him with warmth like a mother's love. It was at this moment that he realized that he really needed it.

He was well aware that other officers in his APC saw their captain's hands shake. He didn't care.

Instead, he opened his uniform's breast pocket and pulled out a thin white paper. On it, he read what he had written a day earlier:

"Dear my most beloved Elena,

I am not sure if this is the last letter I will ever write to you. My love for you has never been stronger. I remember the day we met 10 years ago. You were the prettiest thing I ever saw in my life, and you still are. I remember the snow that day on our first kiss and the passion we had for each other as we walked through this snow to consummate our love.

Now, I am tasked by the Colonel to commence this attack on the enemy's northern flank. I do not know how I will accomplish this beachhead but I will try my best. It is God's will that I will lay my blood on this Earth to fulfill the motherland's wishes.

Even if I die, I want you to know the children we made may never know their true father but they will know he died for a reason -- a good reason. Tell them about me, Elena! Tell Nik and his sister Ana that their father was a good man, a proud man. They may never have my name, all because of him, but they will always have my blood. Tell them I gave my life for the motherland!

For the motherland!

Yours in life and in death,
Sergei"

Sergei's tears fell down onto the piece of paper. He quickly folded the paper together and put them back in his pocket. He wiped the tears with his fingers. Now, his eyes filled with sheer determination. No... he will not die. He will live. And he will see his son and daughter, again!

1980s World War III War Game

Haha, thanks! I'm trying to make an antagonist. My character is supposed to be the bad guy in this rp.

1980s World War III War Game

Undisclosed Location in the Fulda Gap of West Germany
5 April 1985

Colonel Ivan Rybakina

Ivan "Dirtbasher" Rybakina looked at the muddy dirt ground in front of him. He sniffed the wet air and already knew the ground would be covered with blood by the end of the day. This did not bother him a bit because he grew up in the power struggles that was essential to the function of the Soviet Central Command. It was in central halls of the Kremlin where his father was murdered by power hungry oligarchs and that was where Ivan knew his destiny would end up.

Ivan had never been a formidable officer in terms of merit. But where he lacked in tactical skill, he made up for in political maneuvering. Whereas most people who graduated from the Military Academy of the Armed Forces of USSR had elevated themselves through sheer valor and brilliance, Ivan had found his way to the rank of Colonel through a different means. He had bedded the general's daughter. Aside from the fun of shagging such a beautiful woman, General Korolov had felt the need to "take personal care" of a future son-in-law's career, not that Ivan had any intention of marrying the girl, anyway.

The girl was just a step up the ladder.

Thus, it was on this day with the wind blowing a bit too strong, and a sun that was just penetrating the clouds, that Ivan picked up his mic and dialed up the frequency on his radio so that all his direct subcommanders could hear what he was about to say. Upon seeing the nod from the radio technician, Ivan spoke in Russian to his subcommanders of all his battalions. "Gentlemen. Comrades, today we will begin the first of many offensives against the dastardly Americans and their French and traitorous German allies. Know that we are the vanguard of a spear made from Stalin's finest. We do not retreat. We do not surrender. We fight and press on and we will bury the Americans until only their dead bodies remain in the field. But do not worry, we will not bury their bodies like good honorable men. No... the bodies of our enemies will be left to rot so that nature and the elements will spoil them for being what they are. And, after we have destroyed the Americans in all the countries of this continent, we will move to the next continent. We will press the Americans so far that we will conquer Washington himself! And after that? We will kill Mister Reagan and then we will give this one the honorable burial that he deserves. Gentlemen. Comrades. Our real fight is not a war of ideology or hatred, it is a fight of Blood. The Europeans think they are our equals. We Slavs will show them that they are dead men. We will rape their women. We will bury their sons. We slaughter their daughters. We will burn their elders. We will even tear the clothes off Lady Liberty and then rape it. We will give the Bourgeois Yankees the destiny they deserve, which is no destiny at all! Gentlemen. Comrades. Follow the plan!"

After he put the mic down, Ivan slid back in his seat and smiled. He had overwhelming force on his side. No opponent could defeat such a force. He really was the tip of Stalin's spear, wasn't he? He could already imagine the victory and accolades he would receive. Soon, he would become a general, himself. And then? He would fuck the lights out of the General's other daughter.

1980s World War III War Game

what's it for? is it a movie trailer? is it related to a video game?

1980s World War III War Game

i may be the most powerful player to have ever played mwo, rtw, halo, and starcraft :)

i am 99 percentile in rtw
99 percentile in halo ce
75 percentile in mwo
and maybe 60 percentile in starcraft

combined, i am the ultimate true war gaming god!!!

1980s World War III War Game

i play a lot of computer games that command war units. i am extremely skilled in rome: total war, mechwarrior online, starcraft, and halo: combat evolved

i am a war strategist god :)

1980s World War III War Game

I rolled 9 1d10 rolls here

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1980s World War III War Game

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