If you guys don't roll this, then hell, I might bother RPing here again, so it's up to you guys.
IC:
Location: Capital of Svalbard, Longyearbyen.

Ubersteinian troops were seen running out of a large tunnel, having been sent up before the collapse of the upper floors of the base. 600 Ubersteinian highly trained troops, the Svalbard Guard, who had been the mighty few given the privilege to defend the main research center and command back-up center of Ubersteinia. They took the city quickly given the little resistance*, and started to dig in, including the reactivation of old anti-aircraft guns they brought in from underground, and some light howitzers that would have looked silly in the modern battlefield but still did their job.
They were armed with top-of-the-line of the time Ubersteinian infantry armor and guns. On flagpoles around the city, Ubersteinian flags rose, and over a crowd of civilians, a single man stood, wearing ancient armor. Infact, it was the same armor Uberstein had worn before the plasic surgery...could it be the man himself?
"People of Svalbard, let it be known that Ubersteinia stands again! Dishonor shall no longer stain our lands! A return to the old ways of Ubersteinia! No mercy for the cowards, no mercy for the traitors, no mercy for our enemies! Ubersteinia prevails!" He sat down as people cheered "Ubersteinia! Ubersteinia! Ubersteinia!", as Svalbard was where many loyalists had fled to when the slaughterings began in Scandinavia.

The troops were equiped with the best infantry armor and rifles that Ubersteinia had fielded, Ubersteinian Military Records
OOC:
*Nobody owns Svalbard <__<
It's 600 because I have that many troops ingame, lol.
This post has been edited by BaronUberstein: 22 January 2009 - 11:44 PM

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