The Highest Unexpected Death Rate in Eastern Europe
The World Census paid their respects at cemeteries in order to determine how likely citizens were to die each year from unnatural causes, such as crime, preventable illness, accident, and government encouragement.
As a region, Eastern Europe is ranked 8,175th in the world for Highest Unexpected Death Rate.
As Bratislav turned around to leave the room, Wolter spoke up, regret in his voice. "Bratislav, I truly am sorry for you and your son's loss." Wolter looked down in guilt. He spoke quieter this time. "It was supposed to be a quick and silent extraction, get in and get out, no casualties. All the BJK operatives were repeatedly brief-" He stopped abruptly and realized something. "Our men were told to not kill anyone." He took a deep breath. "They relayed the message to the other team involved. That team was not under our command, it was a co-op. They proposed the operation to us. Janz did not know another party was involved, he and the Kaiser sat in silence while Bratislav took this information in.
The SOSS released the security footage enhanced with audio and enhanced resolution, showing the "Serbovian Soldiers" opening fire with TSL weaponry upon TSL squadrons. As the "Serbovian troops" withdraw, a language which is severely uncommon in Serbovo was spoken, Polish.
Following the allegations by TSL towards the USSR-S, the Politburo demanded the revelation of the black flag operation revealed in the footage. In response to TSL supposedly ramping up for war, the Red Army has instituted Conscription and drafting. Placing all bases on high alert and locking down the borders.
The Kaiser sat silently for most of Bratislavs outburst. The man certainly acted more of a thug than a president currently. The Kaiser breathed in deeply and stood up and adjusted his tie as he poured himself another drink. He sipped it for a bit before putting it down on the table with some force. "Do you honestly expect me to release Wolter to you, Bratislav? You come in here acting like a common thug off of the street after you ordered your troops to occupy an area of my nation? You attempted to bully us. You come in here attempting to play the white knight and accuse Wolter directly of this murder. Make no mistake what he ordered was a crime and it won't go unpunished... but your talk of a fair trial? Bah. You are guided by hate and rage. It is not a fair trial, it is revenge." He lifted his drink once more to sip on it. "These tactics you use, barging in here, shouting... hmph." He shook his head. "You remind me of the SS officers that used to beat my comrades for even speaking out of turn." He gestured to Wolter. "The man is crippled and has already lost control of his nation. What further punishment can you even give him?"
With only ten minutes prior notice, the modified Boeing 747 known as "Red One" entered Germanic, then Bavarian airspace. Escorted by all 21 Yellow Squadron fighter pilots, the serbovian Premier's aircraft touched down. As the step car arrived with an elevator, the forward most airlock opened, first a detail of 10 Serbovian Marines marched out from the elevator in formal dress blues attire and ceremonial swords. Forming a sword arch, the Serbovian Premier, Artyom Volkov, wheeled his way through the arch, surrounded by a mixture of OSS operatives and Plain clothed SOG-9 sporting AK-174U SMGs. Upon reaching the terminal, the guards had their weapons lowered but on evident guard. As an officer approached the wheelchair bound Premier, he spoke: "Greetings, Comrade. I understand the Kaiser is in town. I would like to speak to him, if I may."
The guard stood confused for a few moments. "Uh, I'm sorry Premier Volkov, your arrival was... unexpected. I'll call Janz and Kaiser Wilhelm, let them know you're here." He looked at the Serbovian troops before turning around and calling Janz. "Marschall Janz, the Serbovian Premier just landed at the airfield. He says he wants to speak to the Kaiser." The guard stood there for a few minutes, tapping his feet. "Yes sir, I understand." He hung up and turned around. "Premier Volkov, Marschall Janz has informed the Kaiser that you want to meet with him. Due to the nature of the situation at hand, you may only bring 4 of your guards sir." He led the Premier to a car which took him to the capitol building.
"He's here? How did a Serbovian aircraft get through our airspace without us noticing? Very well, I'll inform the Kaiser." Janz turned to the Kaiser. "Kaiser, Premier Volkov has turned up unexpectedly, he wants to see you." Kaiser Wilhelm nodded.
The Premier nodded, motioning for four of the SOG-9 Operatives to follow as he wheeled off to the waiting vehicle. Upon arrival, the premier wheeled his way to the door and knocked, the door being opened immediately by an SOG-9 Operative. The Premier wheeled his way in, nodding a hello to the new Kanzler and the Kaiser, "Ah, hello Kaiser Wilhelm. It's been quite some time.... and you must be the new Kanzler. It's a pleasure, your men fought bravely, and earned you your freedom from the previous Kanzler." He turned in his wheelchair, shooting a look to the president of TSL, and simply stated in a sharp tone, "Well well, if it isn't Bratislav the weasel." Following his greetings, he wheeled his way into a position at the table, flanked on both sides by his guards.
Janz acknowledged the premier. "Thank you Premier Volkov, though I'm not officially Kanzler, we are in the middle of discussing peace, my men fought bravely, against your troops. I have to ask that your men wait outside the room, like all of our personal guards." He poured the premier a glass while the Serbovian guards left the room.
Wolter began to sweat even more, Bratislav was here and now was Volkov, right after he revealed to Bratislav that the attack involved another nation. He wondered if the Serbovians had been spying on him, a coincidence that the premier had arrived so quickly. Wolter took a clumsy sip and spoke. "Yes, we were just discussing minor details." Janz noticed Wolter was acting weird, he realized who the other nation was, so did the Kaiser and Bratislav. Silence hung in the room for a few minutes, Volkov smiling at Wolter and Bratislav. Wolter looked like he was going to vomit, while Bratislav tightly gripped his chair. Janz finally broke the silence. "Well, this is a peace talk, involving more than the GC now. It seems like you, Premier Volkov, and Bratislav have "things" to discuss." Janz looked at Wolter, he was slightly trembling now, Janz felt pity for the man, he had revealed something he wasn't suppose to. Factor in that, Serbovo and TSL are on the brink of war, Wolter's information could make both countries cross that line, right here in his office. Two nations about to declare war on eachother, while the other two were ready to make peace. Silence hung in the air again, tick-tock tick-tock, the clock was calling for someone to speak.
The Premier took a sip of his drink, and spoke in a calm tone :"Actually, I suppose now is appropriate to discuss say... the matter of a Slavic Black Flag Operation in Africa which resulted in the deaths of several hundred Soviet Peacekeeping forces." The Premier let out a sharp whistle, to which the door opened and two Black suited SOSS operatives entered, one pushing a projector and stand, the other carrying a laptop. After a minute of setting up, they turned out the lights and opened up a series of photos and one video, the Security footage of the supposed Red Army Soldiers. One of the operatives began to speak: "Good evening Sirs. I'm going to get straight to the point here, what you see in this footage, is not as it seems." He played the footage and stopped for a moment, "Take note of the uniforms, the same color and style of the typical Red Army Field uniform. But, does anyone else note the distinct lack of any form of division patch or red star?", The operative motioned to the crystal clear image on screen of the supposed Red Army Squadron, he then continued until there was a clear view of their Weaponry, "Now what we have here is something you would never see in the hands of a Red Army soldier. The AK-99, a Slavic League Armed Forces staple." The footage continued and once the Slavic soldiers engaged were dead, voices of the "Serbovian troops" could be heard, speaking Polish, "Now, this is truely what disproves that these are really Red Army Soldiers. Polish is a very, very, very small language spoken in Serbovo, and there are no entirely Polish squads in the Red Army. So, what nation could have the capability of fielding a squadron of POLISH soldiers, with SLAVIC LEAGUE weapons. Who would try to instigate war between the USSR-S, and TSL. Anyone?"