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The Risks We Take: A Kongo RISK AAR

This will be an AAR based on the Risk Battle mod by Yukala. Beta4 version. The story of this AAR is my own, but any references to ‘Hannibal’ and his adventures are by permission of GeneralHannibal.

The Risks We Take:

Prologue:


“What’s up?”

“I have a new assignment for you. T-1-24-782-6-27-102. Have you heard of it?”

“I can’t say I have.”

“Well, there are so many instances, you’d have to have a photographic memory to remember all the designations. T-1-24-782-6-27 tends to represent the Global Era on Earth, with the divergences tending to come from people futzing around with the ideologies of the period.”

“Isn’t that Agent Auris’ area of expertise, surely he could…”

“He’s too busy in T-1-24-782-6-27-4. I think he’s having fun playing around with the fascist simpleton, but besides that a situation has come up that may need his attention.”

“Still, can’t it wait?”

“No, something has happened that is very worrying. Someone has severely altered a large group of instances in that period, turning Earth into a planet dominated by massive trading organisations backing imperialistic powers”

“Imperialistic powers? Isn’t that what we want?”

“On top of that, evidence indicates that whoever is behind this is conducting tests on the instances. One name keeps popping up. ‘Hannibal’.”

“The Carthaginian?”

“I don’t know, but he has been sighted in multiple non-consecutive instances, meaning whoever is running the tests knows their stuff. I need you to go in and start playing around in one of the instances. Do what you can to draw attention to yourself. We want to bring these people into the open”

“I’d rather be doing something for the Battle of…”

“That isn’t set for more than a century, and if it is the enemy conducting these experiments then we need to stop them.”

“Fine, I'll deploy immediately”

And so, I found myself floating in a capsule in orbit around the Earth. Looking at the map spread before me, I could see the way the world was arranged was nothing like what I had known. Someone really had severely changed everything. North America was divided into hostile powers, Africa was free from the grip of colonialism, and Europe was…actually Europe wasn’t much different from usual.

The insertion plan was simple. I would displace down and kill the leader of one of those nations. Then I could deploy the small-scale brainwashing device. It wouldn’t affect the victims too badly; it merely overwrites the memories of the leader I killed in everybody’s minds and replaced them with memories of me. This whole operation was dangerous, as whoever was behind this surely wouldn’t like my interference. It was a very big risk, but someone had to take it. For the Empire. For the Future.

To be continued…

So, I haven’t decided whom I will play yet. I’m open to suggestions. Check some of the other Risk AARs for ideas of what nations are available. (in other words I can’t be bothered to list them all here :p) . This AAR won’t start for a little while yet, so there is plenty of time to help me decide.
 
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If you want to be unique, I would play as an African, South American, or South Asian/Australian country. And, who is this Hannibal I heard about ;).
 
My suggestion? Play Argentina. >_>
 
:D Very intriguing Prologue:

Good writing, this will be fun!

I vote for 'Kingdom of Kongo'.
:)
 
If you want real difficulty, try Yugoslavia.
 
So, with one vote for the Kongo, and one vote for ‘African’, I guess that wins (I know Argentina got the same, but Kongo seems to be more interesting to play overall, plus I already have a South American AAR). I have made some tiny changes to the mod. I removed all claims on the Watcher’s island, as I don’t want any AIs annexing them since I might have a storyline use for them.

Sorry about the poor quality in the first image. I only have MS Paint, and that program tends to screw up sometimes like that.

Enjoy

The Risks We Take:

Chapter One: Welcome to the Jungle


The displacer was a simple device; it created a wormhole, a fold in space that linked two points, around the target allowing it to leap thousands of kilometres in a single second. The feeling was very strange, as the process involved black holes, and for an instant my body was spun infinitely long as it flew past the singularity. Luckily the process happened so fast that I was reverted to normal without ill effects upon exiting the far end.

I found myself in an ornate office decorated with a variety of African tribal symbols and ornaments. Sitting behind a lavish desk was a black man in what appeared to be a regal uniform. From my information, this was probably Mutara III, the king of this land. He was certainly surprised to see me.

“Who are you!” he cried, leaping out of his chair, “how did you get in here!”

His language came naturally to me; I had taken a neural overlay before coming down.

“I’m sorry I have to do this,” I replied.

I had little remorse however. This man may die, but he would live on in an infinite number of other lives that I have seen. Before he could call for guards, I had pulled my weapon and fired. The dart penetrated his skin and immediately the poison took effect. He was dead before hitting the ground. My work wasn’t done yet though, so I took out the small brainwashing device and activated it. There was no obvious effect, so I just had to assume it had worked and continue.

By the time guards did arrive, the room had been turned upside-down, as though a vicious struggle had occurred. The ex-king was now dead from a slit throat (or at least the autopsy would show that), and I had given myself a cut to the arm, as well as switched our clothes. Now would be the real test.

“Are you alright, Sire?!” the guards called out as they burst through the doors. It had worked.

They rushed to my aid, and I told them how an assassin had broken in with a knife in an attempt to kill me and take my place, and even how he had falsified documents all over the world saying that he was the king instead of me. They bought every word of it. After all, they had memories of me, and the ‘assassin’ was a stranger to them.

A few hours later, I was at the king’s…no…my private hospital, having been treated for my wound. Already I was working on getting a proper overview of the situation. I could only learn so much from my capsule’s scanners. My doctors advised against working, but it was only one arm. As long as I had a working limb, I could do anything I needed for now.

“What’s our defensive situation?” I asked of the young aide, who had had brought in piles of documents about the nation.

“Well, Sire, all of our military units were recently recalled to the capital for your grand inspection, don’t you remember?”

“Of course, I’m just a bit disconcerted from today’s troubles, continue.”

“Our Generals have devised an excellent plan should the villainous Nigerians or Ethiopians attempt to encroach on us. Just look at this:”

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I looked over the map. The Kongo generals weren’t that bad. They were planning to make use if the natural barriers of the rivers and jungle in the northern half of the kingdom to aid their defences. I could be mostly sure of success in this area.

“Would you like to see the plans for the southern front?” the aide asked, interrupting my thoughts.

I continued pondering for a few minutes. My goal here was not to maintain a quiet backwater kingdom, it was to create as much fuss as possible and grab the attention of whoever was behind these events. An all out offensive to take over the continent was definitely on the cards. First and foremost in that strategy would be to secure my position, which would mean using the natural boundary of the ocean to remove one of my borders. Hence, I had only one choice.

“Pass me the map,” I said. The aide obliged and handed over a clean map of the south of the nation. I took a pen and jotted down a few notes.

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“Sire, are you really suggesting…”

“Yes. Those South Africans have been claiming our lands for so long, we should move as soon as possible to finally deal with them. The Opar too, but we should focus on one enemy at a time, which is why I vouch for a defensive solution.”

The next few hours were spent with various military leaders coming in and out, as I gave orders on the deployments of their troops. While I was leafing through some documents looking for any valid claims that could give us reason to attack South Africa, I came across one odd piece of information. We had a claim on an island in the Atlantic, but that was not what caught my eye. It was the fact that the island happened to be owned by a faction called ‘The Watchers’. When I asked my aide, he couldn’t offer much explanation, saying they were a group who kept mostly to themselves, and that he didn’t know why nobody had bothered to annex them yet. This could be a lead already, and I’d only just arrived!

Next thing to get a handle on was industry and technology. According to the reports, the majority of our industry was focused towards civilian usage, and unavailable to the government. The private corporations would only give it up if it were an emergency situation such as a war; luckily I already had plans for that. In the meantime, most of the industry that was available would have to be put into creating money to fund our research and overcoming our deficit. Supplies would be handled by trading our excess resources.

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Research was a big problem. We had the capabilities to fund five research teams, but due to money limitations only two could operate. Looking over the reports, the technology was hideously behind what I was used to. I felt that if I handed over one of my devices, the situation might be fixed, but I knew that they wouldn’t have a clue where to begin in analysing it. Instead, I ordered research to improve the tactics of our army and the strength of our industry, which, knowing my strategic training, would be key factors in winning any war.

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After a long day spent cramming information into my brain, my advisors left me and I immediately went to sleep. The blissful rest of unconsciousness was a blessing after all of that. Or at least, it was temporarily. Soon the dreams returned. Dead body after dead body, killed by my hand. They rise up and grab me. I see fields of factories and my homeland swamped by metal. This vision leads away from the stench of death, but all I have been taught tells me that this is not the way. I give up and let those corpses swallow me; this way is the only way to stop them, and no matter the cost, no matter how many lives I extinguish, I must take it…

To be continued…

What did you think? This is my first attempt at writing a properly narrative-based AAR. Hope for plenty of comments!

See you next time!
 
I like it. Africa turns me off due to the large provs, but good luck. Your plan looks good, I hope it works.
 
I found the narrative both interesting and compelling. It was easy to 'feel' the situation unfold.

Good writing!!
:D
 
Sorry everyone, I'll have to put this on hold indefinitely. When I went to install the DD 1.3 patch, it for some reason tried to patch my ordinary HOI2 install instead, making it inoperable. And now the CD won't recognise that I need to reinstall it. Luckily, I still have the save so once I get HOI2 working again I'll be able to pick this up immediately.

Edit- Never mind, false alarm. I was able to fix the install problem by futzing around in the registry (not exactly smart, but it was the only thing I could do). So I should be able to get back to work on this soon.
 
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Whew...
:eek:
 
Well, I was able to get everything back to normal and the second chapter posted. Don't expect an update every day though, as I do have other stuff goging on.

The Risks We Take:

Chapter Two: The First Salvos


On the seventeenth day after my arrival in this instance, I found a situation thrust on me that demanded immediate concentration. At midnight my aide burst into my room, shouting and flailing his arms about like some deranged madman. After getting him to shut up, I could finally have a conversation with him.

“What is the problem?” I stuttered, still drowsy.

“Look at this telegram, sire!” the aide said in reply.

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“Well, looks like they beat us to the punch,” I laughed. It took a few moments for everything else to come back to me in my freshly wakened state. “Oh no. The troops…” I trailed off.

“Yes, sire, the troops are still the best part of a month away from arrival. We can only hope that they will not advance far enough to do any damage”

“Do we have anyone that can stop them at the moment?” I asked, leaping out of bed and towards my dresser. At this point things were too hectic to care about getting changed in front of my aide.

“Well, our Armoured Corps will arrive at the frontlines in a few days, and our Airforce is armed and ready to attack right now, but otherwise we have nothing.” The aide responded with his back turned.

I finished getting dressed and rushed out of the bedroom into my office. My aide was right behind me.

“Get our long range into the air. I want the South Africans paying for their insolence as quickly as possible. Scramble every bomber aircraft to hold them back!”

“Yes, sire!” the aide said. He backed out of the room and then quickly turned and ran, slamming the door behind him.

I sat down in my office throne and sighed. The situation was terrible. Or was it. One fact I had neglected to inform the rest of the nation of was that the supply stockpile was getting critically low in the days previous to this. I would have been forced to declare war within the next couple of days anyway, so that I could acquire the full strength of our industry to provide for the army.

Reports from the first day were mixed. Our strategic forces did well, destroying nine South African factories. However, they paid a heavy price for it as three wings and their escorts were intercepted, and suffered significant losses, with one wing losing more than half of its planes. Elsewhere, our Close Air Support killed many enemy troops who were marching on our territory.

Success continued the following day, when our planes obliterated an entire Mountaineer division. The victories continued through the next few days up until the beginning of April. That day, we got very amusing news. The South Africans, in their arrogance, declared war on our mutual neighbours the Empire of Opar. This played right into my hands. With both of these occupied with each other, the conquest of Africa would go far more smoothly.

Later that day, however, the enemy made their first conquest as enemy forces arrived in Grootfontein. Reports began to filter in of massive pitched battles between our Armoured Corps, so I filtered our air forces to begin bombardment in the hope that we could push them back.

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Everything indicated it was a fierce forest battle. Reports showed tanks weaving through trees, flanking and feinting in a back and forth struggle. In the end, however, we were victorious, due to the arrival of twelve of our infantry divisions late on the third day of battle. Their anti-tank equipment was so much of a shock that the enemy immediately withdrew and we reclaimed the region. Of course, even more helpful was the Airforce, who’s disruption to the enemies lines was crucial in keeping our more disorganised tanks in the fight until the reinforcements arrived. I gave out many medals that day.

The battle had its pluses and minuses. On the one hand, upon retaking our province we were able to catch eight enemy squadrons, their entire CAS and Tactical Bomber force, on the ground and destroy them. However, when the province had been lost the enemy ran through and burnt twelve of our factories, causing a severe hit to our productive capacity. We barely had enough to continue funding our research and supplying our troops.

After that hectic few days, things settled down, and I watched as the pieces slowly fell into place for my offensive. My bombers destroyed the entire enemy Mountaineer Corps. That’s what they get for not providing adequate air cover. My strategic forces suffered another bad loss. I guess that’s where their air forces were covering. Still, they did a lot of damage, destroying about 22 enemy factories. It was time for a well-deserved break, while my ground forces did all the work.

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And work they did. Taking advantage of the fact that the advancing enemy Mountain Corps had been utterly obliterated, I ordered my tanks to begin the offensive into South Africa itself. My troops were eager for revenge for the damage already done, and they overran the defenders in spite of enemy reinforcement arriving.

Meanwhile, the enemy seized Maun, causing even more industrial damage and more consternation among my subjects. I didn’t even have to order a counterattack however, as my troops were already on their way there and the advance troops of the enemy stood no chance.

Still, the enemy frustrated us as twelve divisions worth of troops appeared in the path of our tanks. Even my brave men could not overcome this, and they were forced to pull back to defensive lines. They then pushed forward against my forces, who quickly broke and ran. Luckily this provided an opportunity for my bombers to begin destruction of exposed units once again.

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One major cost of the war so far was the industry of the frontline. Between enemy ground troops and enemy bombers, the entire southern region had been devastated. Now, it was getting harder and harder to scrape together the capacity to even feed our kingdom’s troops. This was certainly a tough challenge, but the thing was that I knew I could withdraw at any time and leave these people to be destroyed. This situation was almost like a game to me, as I had already taken precautions to ensure that my palace was safe from attack. This was just one more problem to overcome in the game of life.

The loss of Walvis Bay was a shock, as the entire Interceptor force had been based there. It was a blunder almost as bad as the enemy had made in leaving their planes in an embattled frontline province. The enemy troops responsible were routed by our own troops, and then slaughtered like pigs by our planes as recompense. Once the province was retaken, our troops found themselves under massive attack. Luckily, they had the numbers to hold out while our bombers whittled away at the exposed forces on the other side of the border. Meanwhile our forces moving to replace the tanks that had been beaten arrived, only for them to be pushed back too. The situation was very tiring for all involved.

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The first two and a half weeks of war saw devastation to our southern holdings. As I looked over the maps, I could only hope that the tide would soon turn back in our favour. I just had to focus. I was getting distracted by the lives I was throwing into the fire. Remember my training…it was all just a problem to be solved…

To be continued…

Wow, Kongo is very hard to play. One comment is that I do think that it is biased against them. It took so long for me to get my troops to the SA border, and yet the SAs were able to deploy really quickly, basically giving them an advantage in time and org. Considering that a large chunk of the Kongo industry is there, and it is a target for both SA and Opar, I’d recommend moving the Kongo capital south slightly, so that they can deploy to that region before being completely pwned.

All in all, I think I’m doing better than Hannibal as the US, as I’ve at least managed to get my frontlines back to normal. Of course I bet now my other neighbours start attacking…It was very tiring, which is why I only played a couple of weeks of combat. Congratulations on making such an intense mod, Yukala!
 
Thanks, my privilage and very good update. Nice and long too. Well you have to move through jungle to go south, where South Africa moves through fairly easy terrrain.

I'll mark your suggestions as you go. Nice to see such a thorough AAR in the heart of Africa from the beginning.
:D
 
Sorry this took so long, I had a very busy week.

Edit- Does anyone know how to change the title of the thread? I tried editing the first post but that didn't do it.

The Risks We Take:

Chapter Three: Race to the Cape


It was almost midnight April 15th when I entered the town of Walvis Bay. I went through the streets, in the darkness, watching my soldiers, who were exhausted from repelling the latest enemy attack. Men huddled on street corners and around makeshift campfires. Without my full regalia and in the darkness, they easily mistook my guard and me for a passing officer and his subordinates. I wanted this though, as it allowed free movement. These brave men had secured the coast for the Kingdom, and I was thankful to them, even if I had only just begun to lead them. If I wanted to play the part of king for the next howevermany years, I would need this practise.

“Sire!” came the yelping voice of a junior communications officer, running down the street towards me.

“What is it?” I asked, waving my hands to stop my guards from doing anything. Suddenly, dull thuds in the distance could be heard. Was I under attack? No, they were coming from the ocean.

“Our Airforce has located the main enemy fleet, they are currently engaging,” the officer said eagerly.

“Good, get a communication out to the KNHQ (Kongo Naval Headquarters) at Benguella. Tell them to sally the fleet at once,” I ordered

“Yes, sire!” He then turned and ran back the way he came.

The commotion had alerted the soldiers around me, and they were starting to congregate to get a look at their sovereign. Already my bodyguards were having trouble keeping the crowd back. As the air filled with shouts of praise and awe, I shook my head. It would be a long night.

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In the ensuing battle, we were able to severely damage the enemy fleet although they withdrew before any outright sinking could be achieved. However, our bombers were not as easy to avoid and several smaller boats were lost, although again the main battleships escaped.

Shortly afterwards, the enemy attack Walvis Bay again, and succeeded in throwing out our troops. Luckily, my tour had already taken me further north so I wasn’t caught up in the fighting. The battle was estimated to contain 30 enemy divisions, about 50% of their entire mobile force. If they were using this much against me in one province, what did they have elsewhere and against Opar?

In Maun, my forces had finally arrived, and scouts reported only a comparative handful of enemy divisions on the border. Also, aerial surveillance further south indicated that the South Africans had lost a battle against Opar and were on the retreat. This could be the opportunity to go on the offensive. My hopes were dashed when initial bombing strikes indicated that the border region around Francistown held several static divisions, many more than initial estimates. We would have to wait until reinforcements, and particularly the mobile headquarters division, arrived.

The rest of the week passed slowly, so I kept myself interested by reopening the strategic bombardment campaign. This did quite reasonable damage to the enemy economy, although my kingdom’s was still suffering more. The highlight was a major battle above Johannesburg, featuring surprise guest stars: the Opar Airforce. In an impromptu alliance we overcame the enemy interceptors and dealt serious losses to them, although my bombers we once again out of action.

April dragged on with little action on our side. However, things were really heating up elsewhere. In the space of two days, the Empire of Opar seized two key cities. This was good, as it surely meant that South Africa would divert troops to that front. On the other hand, it also meant that if I did the war I would be unable to take over the industry of the eastern cities. Why must the Opar have it so easy!?

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With most of the South African forces against my nation, the east was falling rapidly. Still, I achieved some victories. On the day after the turn of the month, celebrated as May Day in some countries, my bombers made a daring raid on the enemy capital, levelling 15 factories in a matter of hours, and the following day we finished up the attack. As a result, the enemy industrial output plummeted to half of what it had been just two days previous.

We needed to move out quickly. With South Africa beginning to fall apart, it was only a matter of time before the Opar overran them.

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The defenders did their best to holdout, but as they were constantly forced to guard their backs against Opar attack, they couldn’t do anything in the end but flee. Somehow they managed to slip away before our bombers could even get a bead on them, but still, I finally made my first conquest!

In the grand scheme of things, however, I had hardly drawn any attention at all. All over the world wars had broken out, and it was rapidly descending into anarchy. Already the Republic of America, the Nationalist Chinese and the Kingdom of Italy had been sliced apart by the powers they were at war with. Fighting, fighting everywhere, and much greater than anything I was doing. I had to do more. And sooner!

Francistown fell on the 12th, and at the same time my troops managed to return to Walvis Bay, which was bit strange as it meant that they had been able to retreat all the way across a river, and then back the other way, before the enemy could even advance into the undefended city. As a result, they were once again thrust into a defensive battle. I couldn’t do anything to help them except direct aircraft to try and help as best they could.

Meanwhile, word came of an Opar attack on Ethiopia. This was excellent, as they would now be more vulnerable to a strike from me in the rear, after the defeat of South Africa.

The battle at Walvis Bay was reportedly very quiet, as neither side did anything rapidly. As a result the battle went on and on…I could have ended it faster by ordering the Airforce to disrupt enemy lines, but I used this opportunity of enemy exposure to destroy the enemy forces themselves. I also attempted an assault on the deserts of Windhoek at the same time, but the enemy had placed many strong fixed artillery pieces amongst the garrison there, and we were driven back. It also had the effect of ending the Battle of Walvis Bay, which was good, as the men there deserved some rest.

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Our bombing campaign had done some real damage at Luderitz, killing many defenders. I took this chance to push forward further, and sent an assault against the weakened forces. This would also serve to further surround the enemy at Windhoek, making removing them easier. The attack fails in the end due to the arrival of a dozen more divisions, but not before my bombers do more destruction. Meanwhile, scouts report massive clashes between South Africa and Opar near Windhoek. I move my forces to join in the fight. With the extra help we might be able to crack that nut. However, much to my derision, the Opar forces appear to withdraw before we can even link up, and my attack fails too.

The early days of June, the fourth month of my operation, are very quiet as I reorganise the army for an all-out assault on Windhoek. With the Opar taking East London and winning a battle at Kimberly, I needed to move my forces fast before the spoils are all gone. The only major battle in this period was a massive free-for-all between one of my squadrons, an Opar squadron, and a South African squadron, all strategic bombers. As a result, all sides suffered heavy losses and can no longer use that capability.

On June 7th my tanks arrive in Odangwa, only to find themselves amongst a large advancing contingent of South Africans from Windhoek. I take advantage of the ensuing battle, using my already placed troops to flank them, dealing major damage and forcing them to break off the attack. My tanks then join in the assault.

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We win a resounding victory, forcing the surrender of ten major fixed artillery units and the retreat of five more divisions. The race for Cape Town is on! We arrive late in the month, and scouts report that the Opar force in Kimberly to the south was defeated. This could be a good sign that we can dive in and take it later, but for now we continue pushing forward with an assault on Luderitz. Now that the main defensive line is broken, they can do little to stop us and we are victorious.

Shortly before our forces arrive, the South Africans manage to retake Kimberly. Leaping on the advantage, my tanks push south over the river and link up with Opar forces already engaged in an assault, which leads to the South African’s defeat. With luck, we will be able to beat them to it. Once our forces do arrive, they eagery set upon the enemy strategic bombers that had been based there, trashing them for the damage they did to our industry. After that, they follow up aeriel recon and push across the river south to Springbok. Even if we fail to take Kimbery, this will give us an angle on Cape Town.

Shortly before the turn of the month, a South African diplomat comes with an offer of peace, granting us what we already control. I, of course, send him back with the treaty stuffed somewhere unmentionable. A few days later, the Opar take Kimberly again. I guess I know I what I need to do. I send out the announcement to my population. Opar has taken the South African territory that is rightfully ours, and now we will take it from them ourselves.

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To war! (again)

To be continued…

Once again I point out how biased this is against Kongo. In the time it took me to get three provinces, Opar managed to take everything east of Cape Town. I also think the number of starting strategic bombers should be reduced. Their efficiency and numbers make it hard to counter a stack of them before they can do massive damage to my IC. Next time I’ll give an update on the world situation. So far no one has been annexed, but some appear to be in trouble.
 
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Not so sure it was smart to attack Opar, you might have bitten off more than you can chew. Whoever goes to war first usually gets less benefits, so if Opar had gone to war first, you'd be almost in Mozambique.
 
Conquering the alternate world with Kongo?:D I wouldn't have lasted an hour, but you seem to be slightly better than me.;)