That dammed bridge - ANOTHER P&S spinoff
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Your parents, however ...
Well my grandparents had a snazzy bomb shelter in NW Wisconsin, which is what I was alluding to when I said they entered a cabin during the march phase of the story, so they should be safe...or at least I hope.
Hmmm. He didn't own Neverland yet, which would be a bizarre place for such a scenario.
Rochester
Though the street battles between rebels and what remains of the MPD and National Guard continued long into the night, a shining beacon of the Midwest began to rise. Rochester would be a god send for the wounded, branch point for the military, and place of interest for the entire midwest. The governor sat at the highest floor of his hotel.
"Duluth, Minneapolis-St. Paul" read the governor, as he sipped a coffee. He praised god aloud for Prairie Island Nuclear Plant. The governor's systems were possibly the most advanced that anyone could carry with them. They even managed to establish contact with random military signals in the Pacific and Atlantic.
"Standby. This is Governor Rudy Perpich of the state of Minnesota. Please identify your signal and respond over." said the governor, a scratch and pained response followed, but it was still a living breathing person.
"HMAS Darwin reporting...may we speak with the highest authority figure?"
"Darwin, this is the highest authority figure you can reach."
"Crikey. Sir, we are currently adrift near east America... we *static* were in route towards the Atlantic for *bzzt* government orders. About 12 hours ago. We are adrift. All systems are out save for some comms. What is your geographic position in latitude and longitude?"
"44 N, 92 W"
"...dammit." replied the sailor. That was the last message heard from the HMAS Darwin.
Little known to the outside world aside from PM Paul Keating, the HMAS Darwin was actually struck by a Mexican destroyer because the Darwin refused to identify itself. Why the Darwin was operating in such far north waters and why Mexico of all countries engaged was, and still is unknown
Sorry for the shorty update, just showing that I'm not dead.
Though the street battles between rebels and what remains of the MPD and National Guard continued long into the night, a shining beacon of the Midwest began to rise. Rochester would be a god send for the wounded, branch point for the military, and place of interest for the entire midwest. The governor sat at the highest floor of his hotel.
"Duluth, Minneapolis-St. Paul" read the governor, as he sipped a coffee. He praised god aloud for Prairie Island Nuclear Plant. The governor's systems were possibly the most advanced that anyone could carry with them. They even managed to establish contact with random military signals in the Pacific and Atlantic.
"Standby. This is Governor Rudy Perpich of the state of Minnesota. Please identify your signal and respond over." said the governor, a scratch and pained response followed, but it was still a living breathing person.
"HMAS Darwin reporting...may we speak with the highest authority figure?"
"Darwin, this is the highest authority figure you can reach."
"Crikey. Sir, we are currently adrift near east America... we *static* were in route towards the Atlantic for *bzzt* government orders. About 12 hours ago. We are adrift. All systems are out save for some comms. What is your geographic position in latitude and longitude?"
"44 N, 92 W"
"...dammit." replied the sailor. That was the last message heard from the HMAS Darwin.
Little known to the outside world aside from PM Paul Keating, the HMAS Darwin was actually struck by a Mexican destroyer because the Darwin refused to identify itself. Why the Darwin was operating in such far north waters and why Mexico of all countries engaged was, and still is unknown
Sorry for the shorty update, just showing that I'm not dead.
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With Eau Claire, Madison, and Milwaukee flattened, I can not imagine Wisconsin doing too well. Their de facto capital is Green Bay.
To my limited recollection of Protect and Survive, much of the east coast of the United States is kind of incinerated.
Rochester, MN.
Though the Governor was lamenting the loss of his Australian friends over the radio, he still had a job to do. He looked at a strategic map a national guardsmen had given him. The map was covered in X's. Red X's meant rebel activity, blue X's meant National Guard Locations. Black X's, nuclear detonations. Purple X's, refugees.
"Alright...let's see. Confirmed detonations in Duluth, Minneapolis-St. Paul. Rebels in Duluth and the Twin Cities. Any word on the National Guard detachment in Duluth?"
"No word sir, last contact we had from them was a shoot out between rebels and them." said a General, with a star pinned to his shoulder
"Ok... well, what are we doing about the Soviets, I've heard confirmed and unconfirmed reports that they are in Canada." said the visibly strained Governor
"Yes sir, Canadian forces have reported bombers landed up in the NW Territories. We've dispatched the MEF, which is Minnesota's Expeditionary Force, till the US government can do something. Speaking of which, we still haven't heard from the president."
"Understood." said the Governor, looking back at his map.
West Minneapolis-US 47th Infantry Division
Lucky enough (or perhaps unlucky enough) for the 47th Infantry, they were one of the few CONUS National Guard units that didn't get deployed. This unit has never seen combat, but it's baptism by fire began a few months ago. The HQ in Rochester gave the 47th explicit orders to be on recon for Soviet Bombers. Today was the day they would have to give the worst news.
"This is the 34th! We see bombers!"
"Roger that 34th. All Air Units, activate and engage." replied Head Quarters
"34th, get the anti aircraft weapons ready! We have to stop these guys!" shouted the Colonel, obviously rattled.
"Sgt. Johnston, Furor Vikingorum, anti-air battaries are attempting to mobilize. Lieutenant Carlstad is focusing in on the bombers. We see no visible bomb bay doors open on the bomber. Prepare to engage." just seconds after that fated sentence, bombs began dropping from the bomber.
"Oh fuck! Run!" screamed a National Guardsmen, jumping behind a concrete wall. Some men began reciting prayers. Some hugged each other. The Colonel saw the parachutes open, the bombs broke open. Liquid began coating the ground.
"GAS!" screamed a soldier, running towards a building.
No one knows how many soldiers died in the initial part of the gas exchange. Civilians and Soldiers alike were writhing in agony, vomit covering the streets, twitching.
The skies above Northern Minnesota
"Medved 8. Confirmed VX attack on Minnyeapolis-Pavla. Returning to base in North Kanada." crackled the Soviet bomber pilot. Inflicting severe casualties upon the US forces in Minneapolis, the pilots had no idea what was coming next.
"Duluth, our fighters are ready to take down the commie bastards! we are approximately twenty miles from Brainerd. NW." said the squadron leader, with limited fuel and only three jets, the ANG was determined to end the Russians once and for all.
"We have a lock." crackled a wingman.
"3...2...1..." said the squadron leader. An AIM-9X dropped off from the side of his aircraft, before streaking out after the lead bomber.
"Missiles! Missiles!" screamed the Soviet pilot. Just seconds later, the rocket slammed into his wing. Aircraft careening left, it hit another Bear. The Soviets bailed out of their aircraft. Those who were left that is. Landing harmlessly in the wilderness near Fergus Falls, MN, 20 Soviets would have an entire state of people looking for them.
"2 confirmed kills--HQ be advised that we do have Russkie survivors around 5 miles from Fergus Falls."
"Thank you Viper-1. Rochester out."
The Great Northern War has begun.
Though the Governor was lamenting the loss of his Australian friends over the radio, he still had a job to do. He looked at a strategic map a national guardsmen had given him. The map was covered in X's. Red X's meant rebel activity, blue X's meant National Guard Locations. Black X's, nuclear detonations. Purple X's, refugees.
"Alright...let's see. Confirmed detonations in Duluth, Minneapolis-St. Paul. Rebels in Duluth and the Twin Cities. Any word on the National Guard detachment in Duluth?"
"No word sir, last contact we had from them was a shoot out between rebels and them." said a General, with a star pinned to his shoulder
"Ok... well, what are we doing about the Soviets, I've heard confirmed and unconfirmed reports that they are in Canada." said the visibly strained Governor
"Yes sir, Canadian forces have reported bombers landed up in the NW Territories. We've dispatched the MEF, which is Minnesota's Expeditionary Force, till the US government can do something. Speaking of which, we still haven't heard from the president."
"Understood." said the Governor, looking back at his map.
West Minneapolis-US 47th Infantry Division
Lucky enough (or perhaps unlucky enough) for the 47th Infantry, they were one of the few CONUS National Guard units that didn't get deployed. This unit has never seen combat, but it's baptism by fire began a few months ago. The HQ in Rochester gave the 47th explicit orders to be on recon for Soviet Bombers. Today was the day they would have to give the worst news.
"This is the 34th! We see bombers!"
"Roger that 34th. All Air Units, activate and engage." replied Head Quarters
"34th, get the anti aircraft weapons ready! We have to stop these guys!" shouted the Colonel, obviously rattled.
"Sgt. Johnston, Furor Vikingorum, anti-air battaries are attempting to mobilize. Lieutenant Carlstad is focusing in on the bombers. We see no visible bomb bay doors open on the bomber. Prepare to engage." just seconds after that fated sentence, bombs began dropping from the bomber.
"Oh fuck! Run!" screamed a National Guardsmen, jumping behind a concrete wall. Some men began reciting prayers. Some hugged each other. The Colonel saw the parachutes open, the bombs broke open. Liquid began coating the ground.
"GAS!" screamed a soldier, running towards a building.
No one knows how many soldiers died in the initial part of the gas exchange. Civilians and Soldiers alike were writhing in agony, vomit covering the streets, twitching.
The skies above Northern Minnesota
"Medved 8. Confirmed VX attack on Minnyeapolis-Pavla. Returning to base in North Kanada." crackled the Soviet bomber pilot. Inflicting severe casualties upon the US forces in Minneapolis, the pilots had no idea what was coming next.
"Duluth, our fighters are ready to take down the commie bastards! we are approximately twenty miles from Brainerd. NW." said the squadron leader, with limited fuel and only three jets, the ANG was determined to end the Russians once and for all.
"We have a lock." crackled a wingman.
"3...2...1..." said the squadron leader. An AIM-9X dropped off from the side of his aircraft, before streaking out after the lead bomber.
"Missiles! Missiles!" screamed the Soviet pilot. Just seconds later, the rocket slammed into his wing. Aircraft careening left, it hit another Bear. The Soviets bailed out of their aircraft. Those who were left that is. Landing harmlessly in the wilderness near Fergus Falls, MN, 20 Soviets would have an entire state of people looking for them.
"2 confirmed kills--HQ be advised that we do have Russkie survivors around 5 miles from Fergus Falls."
"Thank you Viper-1. Rochester out."
The Great Northern War has begun.
Nothing stops a Minnesota Viking, NOTHING!
Somewhere in the Northwest Terrorities -- three hours later.
"Comrade Lieutenant General," Kuprin's aide noted, "We are receiving a transmission, multiple beacons...We've lost full contact with the bomber group sent to the Yankee state of Minnesota.."
Kuprin looked frustrated with the thought of more material losses. "We did get confirmation that they did reach the target.
"Yes comrade Lieutenant General, the lead bomber confirmed that the bombs deployed and VX was initiated, sir."
"That should tie up the Minnesotans for awhile," he said. "But those beacons..Some of our comrade could be alive. They will be captured. They may talk."
"Even if they do, the United States is fractured, sir. They couldn't mount a national response to us."
"I hope you are right, comrade," the Lt. General said. "One thing about our American adversaries, their political system gives their respective oblasts a lot of broad power. If the Minnesotans have fuel and jets they will respond if they can find us. If not them, their Canadian allies may do the job..."
"Send a coded transmission to the early warning plane...have them contact the emergency politburo. We need a fuel authorization."
"That may be hard to come by, sir."
"If they want this plan to succeed, they must part the way for us."
The Great Northern War. Minnesota Roused. Top Hats, I love it!!!! Unward Minnesota!
Somewhere in the Northwest Terrorities -- three hours later.
"Comrade Lieutenant General," Kuprin's aide noted, "We are receiving a transmission, multiple beacons...We've lost full contact with the bomber group sent to the Yankee state of Minnesota.."
Kuprin looked frustrated with the thought of more material losses. "We did get confirmation that they did reach the target.
"Yes comrade Lieutenant General, the lead bomber confirmed that the bombs deployed and VX was initiated, sir."
"That should tie up the Minnesotans for awhile," he said. "But those beacons..Some of our comrade could be alive. They will be captured. They may talk."
"Even if they do, the United States is fractured, sir. They couldn't mount a national response to us."
"I hope you are right, comrade," the Lt. General said. "One thing about our American adversaries, their political system gives their respective oblasts a lot of broad power. If the Minnesotans have fuel and jets they will respond if they can find us. If not them, their Canadian allies may do the job..."
"Send a coded transmission to the early warning plane...have them contact the emergency politburo. We need a fuel authorization."
"That may be hard to come by, sir."
"If they want this plan to succeed, they must part the way for us."
The Great Northern War. Minnesota Roused. Top Hats, I love it!!!! Unward Minnesota!
Fergus Falls-Minnesota
"Ooh boy Scottie, weather is cold today!" the Officer said, adjusting his glasses.
"You got that Dennis. What did they say we were lookin' for? Those Soviets have some heavy weaponry don't cha know!"
"Soviets bah, we'll clean em up." replied the Officer, raising his shotgun and pointing at the woods. They both looked up. Officer Dennis took off his hat and rubbed his blonde hair, blowing in the wind.
"Hate to bring this up Scottie. But did yah have any family in the cities?"
"Nah Dennis, I was lucky...wonder how your parents are doing ever?"
"I can only assume the worst buddy. They musta hit Malmo. Dad was in the home. It's OK though."
"Sorry to hear th-" the Officer had a split second before diving for the ground. He saw a Ushanka with a red star. This may be it. The Soviet airman was taking a leak near a tree. Officer Dennis whispered quietly
"Scottie, grab his feet and I'll grab his face."
"Alright, go!" The men jumped out from the bushes and sprinted towards the airman. He reached for his gun but it was too late, the Officers had him detained in mere seconds.
"Where do we bring 'em I wonder. We can call a helicopter maybe."
"Dennis, see if you can get in contact with Rochester, I have this guy."
"Right-O Scottie." replied Dennis. Bringing the man to Fergus Falls, they sat him in the holding cell. Dennis walked off to the communications department.
"English?" asked Scott.
"Some." replied the airman, tears streaming down his face.
"What city did yah attack." Scott asked, examining his rifle.
"I-can't say."
"You better tell me it yah sick soon-of-a-bitch, or you won't be making it home anytime soon!
"Fine fine! We attacked thrice!" the airman replied, bawling.
"What did yah attack?" Scott said, leaning over the table.
"We attacked...Min...Mine....Minot! Vinnipeg! and...Goroda-pobratimy metro ... Sankt- Pol i Minnyeapolis?" the airman spat out, in a twisted mix between Russian and English.
"That's all I needed to know son. Stand up." Scott replied, pressing his gun to the Soviet's head.
They say war makes nice men horrible. In a nearby bar. Three men sat and began to sing.
"Sweet Caroline
Bah bah bahhh!
Good times never seemed so good
I've been inclined
bah ba da!"
Maybe in some places it was coming back to normal.
"Ooh boy Scottie, weather is cold today!" the Officer said, adjusting his glasses.
"You got that Dennis. What did they say we were lookin' for? Those Soviets have some heavy weaponry don't cha know!"
"Soviets bah, we'll clean em up." replied the Officer, raising his shotgun and pointing at the woods. They both looked up. Officer Dennis took off his hat and rubbed his blonde hair, blowing in the wind.
"Hate to bring this up Scottie. But did yah have any family in the cities?"
"Nah Dennis, I was lucky...wonder how your parents are doing ever?"
"I can only assume the worst buddy. They musta hit Malmo. Dad was in the home. It's OK though."
"Sorry to hear th-" the Officer had a split second before diving for the ground. He saw a Ushanka with a red star. This may be it. The Soviet airman was taking a leak near a tree. Officer Dennis whispered quietly
"Scottie, grab his feet and I'll grab his face."
"Alright, go!" The men jumped out from the bushes and sprinted towards the airman. He reached for his gun but it was too late, the Officers had him detained in mere seconds.
"Where do we bring 'em I wonder. We can call a helicopter maybe."
"Dennis, see if you can get in contact with Rochester, I have this guy."
"Right-O Scottie." replied Dennis. Bringing the man to Fergus Falls, they sat him in the holding cell. Dennis walked off to the communications department.
"English?" asked Scott.
"Some." replied the airman, tears streaming down his face.
"What city did yah attack." Scott asked, examining his rifle.
"I-can't say."
"You better tell me it yah sick soon-of-a-bitch, or you won't be making it home anytime soon!
"Fine fine! We attacked thrice!" the airman replied, bawling.
"What did yah attack?" Scott said, leaning over the table.
"We attacked...Min...Mine....Minot! Vinnipeg! and...Goroda-pobratimy metro ... Sankt- Pol i Minnyeapolis?" the airman spat out, in a twisted mix between Russian and English.
"That's all I needed to know son. Stand up." Scott replied, pressing his gun to the Soviet's head.
They say war makes nice men horrible. In a nearby bar. Three men sat and began to sing.
"Sweet Caroline
Bah bah bahhh!
Good times never seemed so good
I've been inclined
bah ba da!"
Maybe in some places it was coming back to normal.
This dialogue simply doesn't ring that true. "... adrift near east America..." doesn't make much sense (they'd be more precise in location i.e. say "off Florida").
First, wrong PM. Keating didn't become PM until 1991. Hawke was PM in 1984 (assuming progression per OTL, given the increased international tensions through late 1983 it's possible Fraser managed to hold on instead)... and if we take the two Australian vingettes in the "When the Wind Blows" general thread theres a good chance he made it out before Canberra got hit.
Second, why would an Australian vessel refuse to identify itself to another friendly ship? Suggest you substitute a surviving Soviet sub finishing her off.
Thrid, why was she operating in that area? In OTL she was comissioned into the RAN in mid-1984, so presumably in TTL, she's been rushed to completion and was probably still in American waters at the time war started... not hard to see her getting diverted to the Atlantic.
I think I meant West, I had the combination between a headache and three sleeping pills when writing that update. HMAS Darwin was indeed rushed, and I was hoping of extending the whole "Mexican destroyer" and the reasons they took that down but that branch died off. Other then that I hoped you enjoyed the T/L.
In minutes, there was a UH-60 heading for Fergus Falls.
ROCHESTER HQ
GAS ATTACK CONFIRMED ON MINNEAPOLIS. NATIONAL GUARD DETACHMENT-MINNEAPOLIS AT 20% EFFICENCY.[sic] THOUSANDS POSSIBLY DEAD OR WOUNDED. MINNEAPOLIS IS A DEAD ZONE. ATTEMPTING TO PATCH A LINE TO CANADA. MILITIA UNITS FORMING IN ST. PAUL. NO CONTACT WITH DES MOINES. ASK NEBRASKA?
CASUALTY REPORTS:
Minneapolis-100,000 dead, dying or wounded. Gas attack has added unknown amount of casualties
St. Paul-Casualties lighter, around 40,000 dead as conservative estimate. Good shelter awareness saved lives.
Duluth-Only 10,000 dead. National Guard hybrid unit has lost contact. Estimate rough.
BORDERING STATES:
Wisconsin: Is doing suprisingly well functioning-contact made with Green Bay. Eau Claire Engineering Corps killed.
Dakotas: No contact. National Guard over flight showed no life. Animal or Human. Dakota missile fields are dangerous to fly over.
Iowa: No contact with Des Moines.
-Canada: Contact made with Winnipeg, casualties bad. Current attempts to attack Soviet bases working to no avail.
TO DO:
Compile National Guard strength
Find and destroy Soviet Bases
Contact Ottawa
Contact Nebraska
Communicate with federal government.
Can we get in contact with our ANG unit in ROK? Presumably destroyed.
Get to it people! -Governor Rudolph George Perpich, Sr.
ROCHESTER HQ
GAS ATTACK CONFIRMED ON MINNEAPOLIS. NATIONAL GUARD DETACHMENT-MINNEAPOLIS AT 20% EFFICENCY.[sic] THOUSANDS POSSIBLY DEAD OR WOUNDED. MINNEAPOLIS IS A DEAD ZONE. ATTEMPTING TO PATCH A LINE TO CANADA. MILITIA UNITS FORMING IN ST. PAUL. NO CONTACT WITH DES MOINES. ASK NEBRASKA?
CASUALTY REPORTS:
Minneapolis-100,000 dead, dying or wounded. Gas attack has added unknown amount of casualties
St. Paul-Casualties lighter, around 40,000 dead as conservative estimate. Good shelter awareness saved lives.
Duluth-Only 10,000 dead. National Guard hybrid unit has lost contact. Estimate rough.
BORDERING STATES:
Wisconsin: Is doing suprisingly well functioning-contact made with Green Bay. Eau Claire Engineering Corps killed.
Dakotas: No contact. National Guard over flight showed no life. Animal or Human. Dakota missile fields are dangerous to fly over.
Iowa: No contact with Des Moines.
-Canada: Contact made with Winnipeg, casualties bad. Current attempts to attack Soviet bases working to no avail.
TO DO:
Compile National Guard strength
Find and destroy Soviet Bases
Contact Ottawa
Contact Nebraska
Communicate with federal government.
Can we get in contact with our ANG unit in ROK? Presumably destroyed.
Get to it people! -Governor Rudolph George Perpich, Sr.
Rochester HQ
"The Chemical Release has us a shell of the great state we once were." said the Governor, lying in bed, grasping for sleep.
"We could have avoided this.
We should have got them
This shouldn't of happened
Why.
Why..." the Governor rambled as he slowly drifted off to sleep, shutting his eyes. For good.
Minnesota has no Governor.
Minnesota has no line of succession.
Minnesota has been attacked with three nuclear weapons and one chemical weapon.
Minnesota has five cities in revolt
Minnesota is under threat of Russian bombardment.
This may be the last days of a state.
"The Chemical Release has us a shell of the great state we once were." said the Governor, lying in bed, grasping for sleep.
"We could have avoided this.
We should have got them
This shouldn't of happened
Why.
Why..." the Governor rambled as he slowly drifted off to sleep, shutting his eyes. For good.
Minnesota has no Governor.
Minnesota has no line of succession.
Minnesota has been attacked with three nuclear weapons and one chemical weapon.
Minnesota has five cities in revolt
Minnesota is under threat of Russian bombardment.
This may be the last days of a state.