A Battle Unseen

[Dredd]

[Legionaria Presidents Office, 0300 Hours]

Lazar was contesting with anger and contentment, for he had two issues infront of him

Kundrati had accomplished the impossible, reproachment with Kalistan. He had thought it impossible yet had by simply revealing the most simplistic of their internal workings and swearing a dismantling of their WMDS gained billions in free aid for their impoverished. The masses were enjoying qualities of life they'd never had before, and they all believed he himself had delivered to them on a silver platter, of course he had gone and destroyed much of it in the chemical and biological departments, but while the missile silos sat empty and derelict the rockets themselves were placed in deep storage ready to be re-activated the moment the time called for them. It would be a juvenile delusion to assume no other nations were not pursuing nuclear programmes of their own, the legion had spent 30 years to accomplish this herculean task set before them, and if the child empress of Kalistan was foolish enough to believe that, then that was his own gain, they would remain ready for action the moment nuclear war was upon them.

Having fulfilled two conditions, the final though having ultimately failed was not disregarded, Kundrati did indeed approach Etxea and offered a far more generous offer than the murderous traitors deserved: Amnesty for all Military former and current, and the choice to emigrate to any country permanently while the legion reestablished control. This olive branch was slapped aside, as the new hawkish scum of the island of dregs refused, and Lazar felt rage boil in him as he regarded their hubris. This pissant state of scum dared to refuse him? He slammed his fist on the table and flicked his cigarette into the trash. Very well, if they wished to defy peace, he'd reap upon them such suffering they'd wish they'd have accepted his generosity. Lazar phoned his command;

"This is comrade colonel Javic of Jildrath defence reporting"

"Colonel Javic, this is Lazar"

"O-Oh, Comrade! Excuse my tone, I had no idea....Did you have need of me sir?" He quaked

"The vile scum of Etxea have defied our will for far too long, we offered them peace as you well know and the satanic negotiator's on their end sought to blackmail us, its time we showed them true Kundrati resolve. Order your rocket batteries of all calibers within range to commence firing the everyday from now on. 0400 hours to 2200 hours, target anything with the living it matters not. We will make them kneel, Glory to Sladek and the Legion."

"G-Glory Sir! It will be done!"

Lazar hung up the phone gritting his teeth

Damned to Luthori and all their puppets, the Legion had all the trade they needed now to dedicate more funding to the army, the economy had already begun recovering to pre war levels, the time when Sladek had raised them to their glorious heights of power, and now it was time to begin the birthing pains of reunification, for the Legion, For the final victory.