Presidential Office, Arlette. United Federation of Elysia.
One month later. June 12th, 1427.
6:30AM
President Irwin twirled a pen around his fingers as he listened to Loyd’s report.
“... and with the approval of the Department of Health and Department of State, we’ve issued permits for our companies to start sending construction workers and additional surveyors over to Azuria and Liori.”
President Irwin smiled. “That’s great. We can finally begin our economic recovery, probably even ending the emergency rationing in a month and helping us stabilize the economy.”
“Did Lyn get my message?” Irwin asked. “I need her committee to increase the funds available to construction companies. A lot of them are still wary about the circumstances, and we need to be able to reassure them with the treasury.”
“Yes, she’s agreed to help out and is currently working to push for additional funding, but her committee is struggling to justify the partitioning of funds. Everyone else is fighting for the money, declaring their plans to be the most important, Mister President.”
“What, five trillion Credits ain’t enough? We’re not even spending anything on foreign aid anymore. Why can’t they just siphon the money from that category?”
Loyd scratched his head, “Umm… Minister Johnson in the Department of Treasury already removed almost everything related to foreign policy, since he thought we need to maintain as much isolation as possible and focus on redeveloping our economy first.”
“What?! Doesn’t he realize that that’s exactly what we’re trying to do? Oh, for fuck sake... Remind me to give him a call later. The ration stockpile won’t last long if we can’t get food imports, a man cannot work without food in his mouth. Now, anything else?”
Loyd flipped through the report. “The Department of Armament and Defense have reported large troop concentrations along Azuria’s border, estimation range between 85 to 100 thousand troops, mostly consisting of Goblins but there’s also wyverns and larger beasts we have yet to identify as well as horse cavalry.”
“We knew they’d come, eventually.” Irwin comments. “How is the construction of our base in Azuria going?”
“Almost completed sir, all thanks to the shipments of pre-built kits, but we still need another week to finish establishing the hangars and infrastructure for the Air Force’s F-27 fighters. The Navy can provide air cover in the meanwhile should Marines need it.”
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“I see why Lior and Azuria are so desperate for a defense treaty. How many troops does Azuria and Lior have combined? 50 thousand?”
Loyd flipped through the report. “Only around 25 to 30 thousand in their standing armies. That figure takes in their war time militias as well, who may not be well trained nor trained at all. They mostly use spears, swords and bows as well as a few mages for rear line support but they aren’t confident that they can hold out for long as even the goblins they’re facing can use basic hand weapons, not to mention the Yarian’s wyverns which they have few defenses against but to use their own wyverns to counter.”
“So just by pure numbers, they’re overwhelmed…” Irwin said, letting out a long sigh.
“That’s just the first wave sir, they have bred enough goblins from previously conquered territories to send at least two more waves of similar scale.” Loyd said, his expression suddenly changed to be more cheerful. “But don’t worry, Mister President. The leftover ammunition stockpile will come in handy, the Socialists are gone but that doesn’t mean we have nothing to shoot at. It’ll be a spectacle for the FNC (Federal News Corporation). The people would probably agree with this war, seeing how barbaric the Yarians are to others after they finish with their coverage of the war and the upcoming trade boom between us and the two countries.”
Irwin lifts his face up. “So, what is the result we should expect if they attack?”
“Complete victory within a week sir, the Yarian territories are about the same size as Azuri and their goblin formations are often highly concentrated. Easy target for cluster and incendiary strikes. Having superior strategic mobility than the Azurian on foot and horses, the 5th Mechanized Marine Brigade can arrive at the Yarian’s capital in around a week from the Azurian border; the Department of Armament and Defense have also provided additional trucks and radio equipment for the Azurians to move them along with the 5th Marine. I’m impressed though, some of them learn to drive trucks relatively quickly.”
“Sounds good, Loyd. Maybe you should be spokesperson for the Department of Armament and Defense, instead of working for me.” Irwin chuckles.
“Trust me, Mister President. You would miss me if I did.” Loyd smiles in return.
He continues, flipping pages on the report given to the President. “Also, the Federal Space Agency as well as the Department of Armament and Defense has requested additional funding to put up new satellites and procure new equipment, respectively. Because this world is far larger than Elysia, we need satellites to compensate for the increased surface area. We also still don’t know where we are in the universe, or even the same universe at all…”
“Concerning, indeed.” Irwin reflected about the fact, putting his pen down. “See to it that they get the resources they need.”