“And you think Edward is going to allow us to pull government back together without a fight.” “Definitely not. We can expect a fight. I guarantee bloodshed. We’re going to have to be cunning and move quickly. When we’re ready, we will also need muscle.” “I have about two hundred men on my estate. I have one small group of men who has some paramilitary training. The vast majority are plain old farmhands; we wouldn’t stand a chance against a professional military.” “That’s when you can count on me. Several former high-ranking military officers have joined the revolution. As we speak, they’re pulling together their units and reorganizing a standing militia. We’ll be ready to protect your convention and stand up to whatever The Movement has left to throw at us. You’ll also be able to count on them to enforce Connecticut state law until you can assemble a state police force.” “When do you want me to hold this convention? It will take me time to get the word out to the delegates, and that’s assuming I can even locate them.” “We’re moving quickly. Time is not on our side. We’re hopeful that we can hold the conventions before Thanksgiving this year.” “November, huh, three months from now; it’s ambitious, but I guess it’s doable.” William contemplated the logistics. He could send Blue Hills’ farmhands all across Connecticut. If they rode like Paul Revere, there was a chance they could spread the word across the state and meet the November deadline. “All right,” William said.
“I’ve been saying that even before he announced he was running. I just like the things he was saying. I like the way he talks.”
“Yes, but we’re more flexible targets. First, we’re not as gifted as you. Second, we aren’t a real threat. We don’t have the same brain muscle. Besides, they think they can buy us off with large sums of money to go away.”
"But you planned the battle. I'm sure that my companions will agree with me that this fact invalidates you as commander of the army."
“Are you looking for some type of Pyrrhic victory?” William asked. “Cause that’s what you’ll get.”
The British has welcomed the American entrance into the European front. Along with troops, the United States was backed by the american war machine, what almost seemed like an endless supply of industry, manufacturing, and the capital for both. This represented the power shift to the other side of the Atlantic. Britain’s financial resources were in a desperate situation, and their unquestionable international supremacy was going along with it. Going into the end of 1941, XXX reflected on this shift on the horizon. “‘Our War’ had become the world war, in which we were a tremendously important unit, but no longer in control of the decisions.”
To this day Russia remains to be one of the bigger threats to our military with about 1.5 million personnel in their armed forces combined. This number includes ground forces, navel force, air force and ada forces. They remain one of the stronger forces due to their allotments to their ministry of defense with over 19 billion yearly in maintenance and salary of their forces. The country covers more than 17 million square kilometers with 10 percent of that being swamp lands and 45 percent being Forrest. Still with unemployment rates right around 8 percent Russia remains self-sufficient from a fuel and energy standpoint with their production of coal, natural gas, oil fuels. Coal makes up more than 18 percent of their main electric needs for their country. Transportation in the country continue to be a ever growing thing with over 900 thousand kilometers of roadways, eighty thousand kilometers of railways and over twenty five hundred airports in the country. With many religions as expected with such a big country the predominate on considers themselves as Russian orthodox which makes up about 75 percent, 19 percent consider themselves to be Muslim and 7 percent fall under other.
“Don’t blame me. He’s the one who set this meeting— at your instigation I understood.”
"Unless you get yourself killed out there," Arthur muttered almost sourly and Leon laughed gently.
JOHN. “Oh no, they announced it, but they haven’t signed. Do you see? “At any moment…”
“Then we must wait. I want him standing beside me as I give me speech.”
“Yes, we met frequently on strategies to win the election. Nothing was off the table.”
“ You guys really think you can defeat me by fusing together … huh? Well let me tell you something, that’s not gonna happen.”
“There are several aspects that are changed from the last time,” said the executive speaking, and trying to hold back his anger for being interrupted, but was doing a poor job of it. “I believe if I am allowed to continue then…”
"They have an election and we have an election and we both have TPP talks. There are various things on our plates and we of course have to say various things as that’s our jobs. I think we always have to be careful to communicate so that emotion doesn’t get in the way of our talks."
“That is a good plan,” Alard replied, “and I agree with you about Ralan. Even if he gets across the bridge, there is much that could cause us problems on the other side since the citizens there are unprepared.” Alard cleared his throat. “Things have moved too fast.”