The Return of the Fern!
Seriously, how many times have I waited months to update??
The scene: The Kremlin.
Freyberg sits with his feet on Stalin's table, a bottle of Lyon Rouge in one hand, a sheaf of Soviet documents in the other.
Freyberg: Well, this seems to be going well. Lets keep the attack going, onto the next Soviet army to be slaughtered!!
You're the boss Frey-dawg
With some breathing room now established, Freyberg sits back again, chucks his feet up and looks around the office that Stalin once had, and out the window to the city that Napolean had occupied, only to be driven out of.
Sad little man
What now, what important site must now become New Zealand's? Where shall we go from here? Stalingrad? Baku?
Murmansk?
Too easy mate
Wait... what? Murmansk? What a joke, just leave it for the Poms to take.
Basil: "I say, look at the hell holes we have been through, North Africa... Southampton... Cardiff... Now Norway, and those insolent colonials expect us to take on the might of the Soviet army?! Thats a bit off old chap."
Cecil: "Quite. More tea old bean?"
To the south, the exhausted men and machines of Hargest's armoured corps reaches the last pocket of Soviets in southern Finland. They are armed with swords, pickles and a small cache of turnips!! An epic battle ensues
Don't worry Americans, we got this, no no no, don't move those 28 divisions to help, we're ok
Actually, don't worry America, we won't bother you with becoming a superpower. We have that under control too. You just sit back, put your feet up, grab a bud and a bucket o' chicken.
BEFORE WE VAPORISE YOU!!!
MUAHAHAHAHA
Y'all just lucky you is our allies an all that. Next time though... better watch out.
Haha just felt like reposting that.
In Stalin's dacha, Fregberg organises another attack.
Freyberg: "Ok, Kip, just go south. We're sure that there is some guys down there. Just roll on past them, about thirty odd thousand of them... what is that stain down there on the Axminster?"
Kippenberger: "Sir, I know we can win this battle, but do we actually have decent intelligence? I know that Agent Katy Perry is still... er... busy."
Freyberg: "We have more assets than Perry... *mutters* I think it's blood!"
A calm voice floats from across the room.
"Do not fear Field-Marshall, the enemy are mostly equipped with 1936 weapons and are already retreating..."
That is some nice assets
With Agent Fisher aiding the cause, there is no doubt of the battle.
for Agent Fisher!!!
Freyberg sits on the ground in Stalin's dacha, a bucket of bleach next to him, clad in a small pinnifore, scrubbing at the stain.
Freyberg: *Muttering* "Stupid Stalin and his stupid stupid. Honestly, who spills blood??"
Aide: Sir! New just through from the boffins!"
Edging close to a mushroom!
Aide: "Where do we put it?"
Freyberg looks up, distracted. "Just chuck it in Wellington, that'll do. How's the Northern Campaign looking?"
Well, that's pretty good I guess
And to finish, an overview of Operation Polar Glory.
Shameless!!
Not looking bad really. Finland looks secured. Now... for the rest of the scoungy nation.
Will this be updated within the next month? And more importantly, will anyone notice my shameless operation name stealing? Who on earth knows?!