Andaras
24-02-2008, 08:23
President de-Santos read the report on his desk for the fourth time now, it couldn't be more plain. Savenay, a small port city in the south of the country had ceased all communication with the capital, nothing had been heard since for three days, until now. An informer had telegrammed the capital that Savenay had gone over to the class enemies. Suspicions had existed for months that bourgeois elements had fled to the city from the capital after the revolution. Probing vessels had confirmed the town was harboring foreign vessels, though what they carried was not confirmed. The President expected the worst, than weapons or even troops had landed. Savenay had always been an exceptional case for Andaras, for it was given extraordinary autonomy by the central government, and it become notorious as a den for foreign crime such as drugs, prostitution and corruption. The President knew of course that the city was minimally armed, and open to be captured, annexing the city would also remove any doubts as to the it's status in the international community.
2 days later...
Bodies littered the streets everywhere, and blood was in the gutters. The sickening black smoke that was in the air made one gag, and it was hard to see what had happened. Intermittent gun shots, cries and screams could be heard. Savenay looked quite the nightmarish spectacle, flames consumed some buildings, others seemed quite as the grave. Troops reported that the Savenay parasites had horded some tonnes of grain from the provinces in the city, and were indeed speculating on higher prices abroad, which itself solved the question of the food shortages. But the cargo ships had put to flight as soon as troops entered the city and began the killing, some attempted to resist but this only led to retaliatory massacres of entire street blocs in revenge. Troops raised the red flag of the Revolution high above the city, on the old town hall, and in red paint was written on the streets 'socialism or death!'. Sgt. Maire had received a letter that day, a report from a senior Commissar who led the initial capture:
“There is no more Savenay. It died with its wives and its children by our free rifles. I have just buried it in the woods and the swamps of Savenay. According to the orders that you gave me, I crushed the children under the tracks of our tanks, massacred the women who, at least for these, will not give birth to any more brigands. I do not have a prisoner to reproach me. I have exterminated all. The roads are sown with corpses. At Savenay, brigands are arriving all the time claiming to surrender, and we are shooting them non-stop... Mercy is not a revolutionary sentiment."
Indeed, though it sickened him, near the entire population had been put to the sword, over 800,000 in all.
2 days later...
Bodies littered the streets everywhere, and blood was in the gutters. The sickening black smoke that was in the air made one gag, and it was hard to see what had happened. Intermittent gun shots, cries and screams could be heard. Savenay looked quite the nightmarish spectacle, flames consumed some buildings, others seemed quite as the grave. Troops reported that the Savenay parasites had horded some tonnes of grain from the provinces in the city, and were indeed speculating on higher prices abroad, which itself solved the question of the food shortages. But the cargo ships had put to flight as soon as troops entered the city and began the killing, some attempted to resist but this only led to retaliatory massacres of entire street blocs in revenge. Troops raised the red flag of the Revolution high above the city, on the old town hall, and in red paint was written on the streets 'socialism or death!'. Sgt. Maire had received a letter that day, a report from a senior Commissar who led the initial capture:
“There is no more Savenay. It died with its wives and its children by our free rifles. I have just buried it in the woods and the swamps of Savenay. According to the orders that you gave me, I crushed the children under the tracks of our tanks, massacred the women who, at least for these, will not give birth to any more brigands. I do not have a prisoner to reproach me. I have exterminated all. The roads are sown with corpses. At Savenay, brigands are arriving all the time claiming to surrender, and we are shooting them non-stop... Mercy is not a revolutionary sentiment."
Indeed, though it sickened him, near the entire population had been put to the sword, over 800,000 in all.