Country Stories presents: Chaos (LEGACY)

Schlieffen

France: I'm sorry to ask you this but...Do you remember our first battle?

Germany: It's one of the few things I can't forget, we never saw each other's faces that time, did we?

France: Never

Germany: But you also delayed...and I don't remember what I did or who I sent

France: Don't worry, I think I remember it

Before they started talking, they both held hands

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Germany had been doing "everything" possible to prevent this from happening, but now Austria had ruined everything, declarations of war would soon arrive and everything was about to sink into destruction. He was supposed to be worried about that but...

Austria: Tell me, Deutschland. How would things be if you had both sides of the Rhine?

He had found his weakness, he had been thinking about it for years, now more than worrying he saw an opportunity...France never answered the ultimatum he had sent her, so it was easy to declare war...What was he thinking? Maybe in the most convenient...well, it was fun to be a pacifist attempt, but apparently it was time to honor the memory of his father. The young man went to his desk and took a folder dotted with stains of alcohol and coffee, gave him a sideways look and showed his freezing smile.

Germany: Schlieffen Plan, long time no see. I think it's time to get you going

France had just arrived from Moscow a few days ago. And what did she find out? The war had practically been unleashed and she was anything but ready, and not being ready meant catastrophe. But of course, we are talking about Germany, that scoundrel had sent him an ultimatum when she could barely see her territory, he had planned it, she had no doubt. But them again, she had to see the only positive side, it was her chance, finally she was going to take revenge for 1871; Her map would look much better with Alsace and Lorraine inside. Well, Germany, if you want war, you'll have war. We must be careful...

Germany finished crossing a couple of words out of the paper, quickly picked it up and looked at it with enthusiasm, his plan was now at the forefront and he was ready to start it, he left Berlin after taking a gray coat and headed, of course, to Alsace

She knew it, he was going to attack, but she also knew that moving one more finger was putting her life at risk. Well, what's more, to die in a battle is to die with honor after all, only a small movement of reserves is not going to unleash all his bizarre plan...Right ?

Well, what a mistake, if he thought it was an attack, everything was going to be unleashed...and he actually took it as an attack...perfect, now she will have to ruin her face. Two days passed until they both met face to face on the border, there was hatred in their eyes...Maybe they wanted a blink to work like a bullet?

Germany: Frankreich ! Still with that grudge by 1871? Who hurt you so much?

France: Who hurt me so much? It was your father, of course...but you're a perfect copy of him, come on, it's as if Prusse had never left

Germany: Is that a compliment? Because I feel very flattered!

France: Well, of course you irritate me on a level superior to his

Germany: And that's where I get offended! I consider myself more of a charismatic person

France: Your charisma is the size of the patience I have for you...which brings us to the point, I retired 10 kilometers and only moved the reserves. Are you really doing this for an exaggeration?

Germany: "I only moved the reserves" I do not know how you consider it, but for me, that implies that you want to fight! Oh, romances, I can not believe you have ancestry from that Empire!

France: Number one, do not mess with my father; and number two...of course, let's do it your way. Do you want to fight?

Germany: This is war, Frankreich, if I was you I would not have done it but...it 's nothing. Prepare your troops! -He turned and smiled coldly-This will be very interesting!

France: I'm really going to love to crush that grim smile on your face

And so it happened, one day both were placed on the border without seeing each other's face, Germany in the north and France in the south, two plans, Schlieffen and number XVII, now it was up to their ingenuity to make them work, both decided to attack, they raised their hands in sign of "Advance!" And the war began.

France's attack was aimed at recovering Alsace and Lorraine, and had decided on a rather offensive but simple plan: recover the provinces, bet him down, that's all...but everything she had planned had an error which for now is not important...just for now.

She started, of course, attacking directly and safely. The point was to push him back, the point was that he suffered from not being able to move a single meter...the point was to crush him without mercy. Her progress for now, was considered safe and with good pace, there was no one in sight, apparently; but Germany was not stupid, he knew what he was doing, but he would not leave his other flank guard, and just for that sent someone who would never refuse to help him .

France: Of course...I should have known that you would be here!

???: I'm glad you remember me, Frankreich. Does that mean you're ready for another beating?

France: If you only knew how much things have changed, Bade...

Baden: Oh, yes? Are you so bitter about your defeat that you think that's going to be your fuel? Is it that?

France: You...YOU HYPOCRITE!

Baden: This will be easier than I thought

France tried to evade him at first, but the boy simply was not going to let it go. He had no choice, he raised his weapon for the first time and pointed towards him, Baden did the same; in a moment, both began to shoot without mercy, France little by little tried to change position to continue advancing towards Alsace-Lorraine; Baden knew it, but apparently allowed her to make a semicircle movement, that's when he executed his plan: He fired four times in a row at very specific points of her face, which in a moment forced France to protect herself, taking advantage of the fact that she had turned around, he placed perfectly in defense position. France opened her eyes again, there was no way to pass normally now

France: I suppose I underestimated you

Baden: I underestimated you too, no problem

This was going to last some time...

On the other hand and much further north, Germany of course completed the preparations for what I had always planned. He walked casually towards the border with Belgium, the latter with a worried face, seriously , he was going to try this thing again.

Germany: Let me in

Belgium: Oh, no, you will not involve me in your nonsense again. Can't you fix it without having me as part of your plan?

Germany: I do not think so. Let me in

Belgium: NO! Not again! You will not use me as a simple bridge for your stupid maneuvers! From this moment I am a neutral nation in this conflict!

Germany: Sure

Without bothering a bit, he crossed the border and his expression immediately transformed. Once again that frozen look...he took up his weapon perfectly and began sweeping anything that represented the minimum defense, nobody seemed to be able to face it...he could already imagine the French valleys in sight, he was going to arrive very soon . And it is here when the "tiny" error of France comes into play, she did not really believe that Germany would touch Belgium, it would be a suicidal act, considering that he was the protégé of the United Kingdom, so Pas de Calais, Picardy and Champagne-Ardennes were just given a simple gun to defend themselves. This was going to get really bad, especially because that island crossing the canal itself had been watching everything. Now you are in trouble.

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