February 2, 1998
With Port Arthur, Houston, Galveston, and Corpus Christi all destroyed during the nuclear exchange of 1997, Port Lavaca is the largest remaining port along Texas' Gulf Coast. However, a large number of the buildings in town were destroyed during the civil disturbances that followed the nuclear strikes. The nearby town of Point Comfort was the site of destructive looting, riots, and fires that destroyed the town’s chemical and aluminum plants. Most of the surviving residents of the town of Sinton, 18 miles from Corpus Christi, flee the town as food supplies run out.
Unofficially,
The Canadian Army's 37 Brigade, hastily formed from Militia units and garrison troops from CFB Gander and CFB Goose Bay in Labrador, begins to transfer troops into Labrador using local craft. To the south, 36 Brigade takes command of Militia units in Nova Scotia, Prince Edward Island and New Brunswick, while the Special Service Force headquarters, veterans of the Kola campaign, begins to integrate other active units in the southern Maritimes into it's command.
In the early morning hours Dutch guerrillas (members of the 2nd Marine Amphibious Combat Group) lay a series of anti-tank and anti-personnel mines on the main route out of a French garrison outside Breda. The mines are detonated a few hours later when the occupiers send out their first patrol of the day, ironically tasked to check for mines on the supply route back to the Belgian border. An AMX-10P is lost along with twelve men.
The Soviet Danube Front commander in Bucharest reacts to the loss of communications with the garrison of Târgu Mureș by sending a L-39 trainer/light attack aircraft plane from the 809th Fighter-Attack Regiment on a recon mission over the city. The pilot returns with word of the garrison's apparent demise.
The Iranian 3rd Armored Division, receiving word of the attack on the merchant convoy to the west, dispatches a mounted patrol to the area but finds nothing of interest.
Outside Vilnius, Lithuania, Colonel Česlovas Skrebys, a semi-retired officer that served as the local military commissioner responsible for mobilizing the resources of the area to support the war effort, decides that, in the absence of orders from Moscow, he will retain those resources for the relief of his local area. He moves his headquarters from a damp pre-WW II bunker to the lighter, more pleaseant surroundings of Trakai Castle on a frozen lake.
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I love the smell of napalm in the morning. You know, one time we had a hill bombed, for 12 hours. When it was all over, I walked up. We didn't find one of 'em, not one stinkin' body. The smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole hill. Smelled like... victory. Someday this war's gonna end...
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