Bretonian Armed Forces Defense Intelligence Staff (DIS) (iRP) (AO)

[Dieter Schprokets]

The room was quiet as the Minister of Defense, James Ralston, entered the room and walked up to the podium. He was less tipsy than usual.

The room was filled with flag officers, and various Captains, Commanders, and Lieutenant Commanders as well. He addressed them with a broad smile, his cheeks reddened by port. (The running joke was that his blood type was "P")

"Gentlemen!", he started. Whatever murmuring there was stopped.

"There simply is no end to how proud I am of you, and your pilots!" A few muffled cheers, then he continued.

"Kusari, Colonials, Corsairs, no one can dent us of late!! The recent re-organization of the Bretonian Armed Forces has resulted in the formation of an irresistable fist, which cannot, and WILL NOT be stopped in our quest for the greater glory of the Bretonian Nation, and the Crown!"

The cheers began again, then died down, to give him a chance to continue.

"There is an ancient military maxim against a two-front war. Well, we fight the Corsairs in Cambridge, and the Colonials and the Kusari in the Taus. Seems a two front war suits Bretonians fine!"

"In fact" he continued, "the Mollys, it seems, may have changed their mind about peace. Rumours stir about a possible resurrection of the troubles. And if that is so, then.."

He paused to gather his breath, then boomed,

"Two fronts appear to be just enough to keep us in practice. So then, by all means, lets have three!!"

The Huzzahs were now deafening.

This new crop of officers were ready for just about anything.

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