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February, 2048

-"So what's your decision?"

Franceskar asked while enjoying her tobacco pipe, sitting opposite her, the newly elected President, Hannele Rystiinen.

-"We will join the the Imperial Alliance to seek for aid and support, and start the liberation of our old terriotories that the Berovian scumbags took away from us 2 years ago."

-"Daring today, aren't we? This could be the first time ever in history that we proactively attacked the Berovs. You know so well that those revolutioners have loads of tanks and guns as well of millions of mens."

The president muses for a while, at the same time playing with her blond hair by squirling it with her fingers, her brown eyes stare at the emptiness of nowhere, until she got an idea and reply

-"This is a necessary move, we cannot live any longer under the defeat of 2 years ago, we've lost 2 wars already, our people is filled with hatred and desperate, this will revive their morale and trigger their nationalism and patriotism. This will be final one, to end all wars, to retrieve our glory...How much men can we mobilize?"

-"475,000 to maximum 700,000 soldiers."

-"...Artilleries? Tanks? Aircrafts?"

-"2,000 artillery canons, 100 tanks and 3,400 cavalry units, 400 fighters and 30 bombers...I don't think it's enough to fight against the gigantic revolutionary army of the Berovians scumbags from the North."

-"..."

-"President Rystiinen, please give your orders. I'll do it, no matter what, for Stravaria."

Hannele looks at Franceskar in the eyes, the two womens, one with full of dedication, one with a doubtfully eye, asking herself repeatedly if she could trust the opponent.

-"Are you sure? General Aannerheim?"

The wolf woman smirks, she takes a smoke from the tobacco pipe, after a few seconds, she continued after enjoying the tobacco.

-"Don't you forget who I am?"

-"..."

-"The first winter war, I commanded the Western Army Group and destroyed many, many strong Berovian division, total of 290,000 berovian was killed in the battle of Saatislinen, in which, my division, talvikallo-divisioona, fought in, we only suffered a casualty of 21,132. I also commanded the whole western army group in the first winter war to advance into Berovian soil and threatens the city of Garzispov-Dmirstesk. And eliminated 121,900 Berovians defenders of the city...."

Franceskar, again, picks up and smokes from the tobacco pipe while Hannele gets tranquilized by her calm presence. Franceskar continues while she looks up the ceiling of the room, which was decorated by the Stravarian featured architecture in which using wood designs.

-"Undoubtedly, They call me...lyömätön marsalkka*."

[*lyömätön marsalkka (finnish) : the unbeatable marshal]

Franceskar looks at Hannale in the eyes, again, this time, confidence overwhelms the doubt and considerate of the president, both women now exchange their smile.

-"Can i count on you?"

-"If that's an order."

-"It is an order."

-"With all of my hearts."

The two woman cheers with the cups, franceskar with a large beer glass cup while Hannele is a small one with wine. They cheers and drink, before discuss further about the plans for the offensive and the political situation of the nation.

This is just an small period of chill times before the stressful atmosphere returned, dominating the president's officer.