by Max Barry

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Region: The East Pacific

Gatonesia wrote:Along the Osterzgeburgische-Kampfian Empire border

Karl sat on a boulder, slowly eating caffeinated chocolate out of a tin to prepare for the work that would follow in a few hours, and eventually months. He detested the fact that this is how his mandated army service would consist of. As he finished, he put on a neon vest and a hard hat. Why would they be building a wall anyway? It's not even that large of a border. A convoy pulled up a short while later. It consisted of concrete, metal beams, and other raw materials. Strangely, the last handfull trucks had weaponry and ammo. Karl asked his superior officer why they were loaded with all sorts of large cannons and heavy machine guns. "Well, seeing as our not very friendly neighbors absolutely detest our ideals, it would seem a great idea to add some sort of armament to our only border with them," Karl noded. "Right?" "Yeah, I guess so." Karl replied. "Good, now head to the debrief. You'll get to know what is expected and such. You have about 10 minutes until it starts so I recommend you grab some buddies so they don't miss it either." the officer said. "Yes sir." Karl quickly responded. He walked away and grabbed his brother Kurt. They both walked together to the debrief, both wondering why they couldn't have just joined the air force like their father.

Kurt slowly raised the volume on the radio. "...Heute singen wir im Moll. Heute singen, heute singen wir im Moll, ja Niemand kann das kapieren! Was bedeutet kapitulieren. Der alte, böse Kapitalismus
Es ist hier..." The radio spat out. Kurt kept listening as he grabbed the barrel of a heavy machine gun, and hoisted it up the stairs to the top of the first tower and wall segment completed. It was around .3 KM long, with towers every .05 KM, and one 152mm field gun lined every .1 KM. Kurt thought the wall was a smart thing to build, though he hated actually building it. Only about 5% of the wall was done, but 5% after 2 weeks isn't too bad, especially for a wall with fortifications throughout. He and his squadmates were gathered by their Stabsgefreiter. They were all tasked with helping to connect the wall with the next finished segment. He talked to Karl on the short walk over to the wall, grabbing bricks and other materials to start the long, repetitive task laid ahead of them. He grabbed his radio, and put in in his pocket. "Kosmoskost ist so gut, Kosmoskost schmeckt so gut Wenn man Hunger hat! Wir sind alle Kosmosvolk, Kosmosvolk, Und wir spielen Kosmosgolf..." He heard muffled from his pocket. "That stupid song is all they play, I'm so sick of it." Kurt said. Karl quickly chuckled and said, "When pigs fly."

"When this damn wall gets finished."

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