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March 13, 1998

Nothing official for the day. Unofficially,

With the threat of additional nuclear strikes appearing unlikely for the time being and resources running low, TACAMO flights (relaying orders to submerged missile submarines) come to an end, ordering remaining boats to return to designated dispersal ports on a staggered timeline.

1st Western Front, stationed along the Oder River (the Polish-German border) receives a contingent of reinforcements from the USSR - 1500 unruly and scared teenagers from Estonia, Latvia and Lithuania grabbed from refugee camps, farms and semi-ruined cities by press gangs organized by rear area authorities in the Baltics. The untrained teens lack uniforms, equipment or weapons; the front commander suspects that Party authorities decided to unload 1500 mouths on him to feed and control, relieving themselves of the responsibility.

The German corvette Prenzlau and oilfield support ship Merk Dragon arrive in Wilhelmshaven, Germany carrying supplies and sailors from the 40-odd merchantmen laid up at Ålesund, Norway, the final batch of excess ships in the North Sea for now.

The supertanker Kapetan Panagiotis, seized in the Arabian Sea from its Greek owners in 1997 and pressed into service transporting crude oil from Saudi Arabia to Japan before the nuclear exchange, completes its overhaul and upgrade in Bahrain. The ship, renamed the Captain Pickering after the CENTCOM logistics officer killed in the Spetsnaz raid in May, begins moving to Kharg Island in the Persian Gulf, where it will load over 350,000 tons of diesel, aviation fuel and bunker fuel before being dispatched to Diego Garcia as a strategic reserve for CENTCOM.
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