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Not reporting is bourgeois


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This is based on a CYOA. You can find said CYOA here at any time if you get confused: https://imgchest.com/p/ljyq8qgdy25

The first thing you noticed upon waking up was how… wrong your bed felt. It was too narrow, too firm, with sheets that carried an unfamiliar crispness. Your body shifted automatically to compensate, and a dull ache in your shoulder informed you that you'd been sleeping in the same position for too long.

Your eyes remained closed for a while longer as you tried to parse through the sounds around you. The soft whir of ventilation was there, yes, but underneath it lay a deeper thrum, a steady vibration that seemed to permeate everything. Like standing too close to an industrial air handler, but… different. Deeper. More present somehow. Somewhere above, metal creaked against metal, and footsteps echoed with a precise rhythm through what could only be a corridor.

You squint as you sit up and find yourself staring at a steel bulkhead, its surface covered in what looked like standard naval paint, probably white or cream but turned uncertain shades by the early morning light. That light filtered through what you recognized as a porthole window, ones that wouldn't be out of place on a ship. This one cast sharp rectangles across a built-in desk that looked like polished wood, though you couldn't have named the specific type. The furniture was unmistakably naval in design, all efficient corners and secured drawers, nothing that could shift in rough seas.

"Sir?" A sharp knock at what seemed to be a door. "Admiral, morning reports are ready."

Admiral?

Your eyes fully snapped open in response to the title you were being addressed with.

That's not how you remember being addressed in the past, but it is clear there is someone on the other side who thinks you wear such a title and is waiting for your response.

What do you do?

>Remain silent, people go away eventually when you don't respond, right?

>Get out of bed, get dressed, and go greet whoever's waiting for you on the other side.
>There's another solution here… (Write-in)

Say "One moment!" and try go through your papers/belongings to find out who you are

mucho texto but bump

>>656109
Seconded

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>>656109
>>656219

"One Moment!" You shout back to whoever's on the other side as you jump out of your bed and start looking through the papers on the desk and within the desk drawers for any sort of identification.

It doesn't take you too long to find several forms of identification, including a military passport for a "Capetian Worker's Republic," a membership card for a "Parti Communard Capétien," and various other organizations.

According to the passport, it seems you're a high-ranking official within this "Capetian" Navy, a fleet admiral to be specific, and that your name is now "Hugo Roulet" instead of whatever it used to be before waking up.

Well, now that you know somewhat who you are, what you are, and maybe also where you are. What's next?

>Get dressed and go greet whoever's still waiting for you at the door.

>Check the rest of the cabin, maybe there's other useful stuff here.
>I think I'll… (Write-in)

>>656385
>Get dressed and go greet whoever's still waiting for you at the door.

>>656396
You decide that you've kept the person outside waiting long enough, so you grab the individual pieces of the uniform hanging on the wall, quickly get dressed, and walk over to the door.

Upon opening it, you find a woman in an outfit that you can only describe as similar to your own uniform, but simpler, less decorated, and with a garrison cap instead of a peaked one. waiting for you, holding a tray with a stack of papers on it alongside a coffee mug.

"Comrade Admiral." The woman greets you, clearly intending to salute you, but having both hands occupied makes it difficult. "Your morning coffee, and the reports for today."

>Step aside and invite her into the cabin

>Thank her and take the tray before dismissing her
>How about… (Write-in)

>>656419
>discipline her for not saluting

jk jk

step aside and invite her in, say "apologies comrade, I'm still half asleep, can you run through the reports with me?"

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>>656449
You step aside and invite her in, saying, "Apologies, comrade, I'm still half asleep. Can you run through the reports with me?"
She nods and walks in, setting the tray down at your desk.

After closing the door, you take a seat at the desk and gesture for the woman to start.
"Sir, the situation is most unusual, to say the least." She says as she hands you your coffee before laying out the reports. "I'm not privy to all the details, given that things are currently on a need-to-know basis, but I was told to inform you that we, alongside the rest of the nation, are no longer in familiar waters."

When she notices your confusion, she continues to elaborate.

"All radio traffic, allied, enemy, neutral, civilian, and military outside of our own, has seemingly ceased completely. It's like the rest of the world simply stopped existing. Patrols report that any known island formations outside of the Capetian home islands are gone. There's only open water in places like Guillotine Pass. Instead, we've got some new, previously unknown landmasses here and there. The closest one is a group of islands about twenty-five kilometers off our southernmost coast." She emphasizes her words by handing you a series of photos, which depict the islands she mentioned as viewed from the air. It's likely they were taken by a reconnaissance plane of some sort, given the angle and distance. "The sailors' committee has already scheduled a meeting for the flag officers to discuss a course of action at 0800. The fleet itself is in a state of high readiness as per crisis protocol, but there's no sign of a threat yet, so we remain on standby until further orders from yourself or the admiralty board. As far as we know, the civil administration is currently busy dealing with its own issues, so until they get their act together, they've given us free rein to act in the way that we see best serves the Republic's interests."

What she's given you so far is a lot to take in, but her explanation has at least given you a better view of the situation you find yourself in.

What's the next step, admiral?

>Thank her for the summary and ask her to give her name and rank.

>Tell her that that you've heard all you've needed and ask her to inform the bridge that she'll be with them shortly.
>Dismiss her and tell her that you'll need some time alone to think over the matter and that you're not to be disturbed unless it's an emergency.
>You feel like doing something else… (Write-in)

>>656573
>ask her to inform the bridge that she'll be with them shortly.
Meant to say: you'll be with them shortly.

>>656573
>Thank her for the summary and ask her to give her name and rank.

I feel like we should also ask her for her opinion on the situation, how she's feeling and if she noticed anything suspicious. More importantly, we need to finish this coffee.

>>656573
>>You feel like doing something else… (Write-in)
Inspect the guns, the ship as a whole, basically take stock of tech level and capabilities.

>>656573
>>656583
Wouldn't it be weird if we ask for her name and rank? We probably should already know that if she's our attache or something. It's a good idea to try feel her out about if she's noticed/felt anything weird though.

Honestly there's part of me that is inclined to just tell the truth about not being the admiral. Or having lost our memory or whatever. If we and our country have just been transported magically then maybe it wouldn't be so hard for her/people to accept. Maybe we can tell the truth that we're from our timeline and help with our out of universe knowledge.

But I guess it can't hurt to try find out a bit more first.

>>656584
We should do this before going to the bridge but let's be polite first. If we ask for name and rank then make up some excuse like "Sorry, this is a lot for me to take in, could you remind me your name and rank?"

>>656599
>Wouldn't it be weird if we ask for her name and rank?
Such a question could be framed as a security verification given the circumstance, no? Indeed it would be wise to do a full head count of the ship ASAP so we know who's who. We're already apparently on high alert and it wouldn't be too much of a stretch for an admiral to make such an order.

Regarding our memory, I think it'd be best to keep it on the down low until we're in a position to admit it while retaining authority. If we can display our professionalism and capacity for leadership, we may be able to lean on our loyal officers to fill in the knowledge gaps and keep everything in order. If we suddenly admitted to just anyone that we have no clue who we are or what we do, it might cause a general panic which may prove fatal. I also don't want to play "Admiral's Quaters CYOA" where we sit around waiting to be dismissed due to mental breakdown.

Lunchbreak Bump

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>>656583
>>656584
>>656599
So what I'm getting here are three different things:
>One guy wants to stay behind and finish drinking the coffee while continuing to talk with the aide
>Another guy wants to inspect the ship
>And a third one wants to do a combination of the two previous options while also heading to the bridge afterwards.
Does this sound about right? Because we might need a tie-breaker if so.

>>657005
>Sip coffee
>Compliment the aide
>"[…]This is quite the situation… do you have your papers on you, we may need to check everyone." (or something to that effect.)
>Return her papers, assuming she presented them
>Walk to the bridge, taking quick note of the armaments, systems and sipping our coffee
>Arrive in time for the meeting

>>657005
walk north

>>657057
Perfect

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>>657057
>>656599
I did my best to try and combine everything together in a coherent manner. Pls forgib.

You take a sip from your coffee, thinking for a moment and realizing that you never actually figured out what the name and rank of the woman who brought you the coffee and reports are.

You decide that you need to rectify this, so you resort to trying out what you think is the least awkward method possible.

"May I see your papers?"

The woman looks at you with confusion for a moment before she digs into her coat's pocket and produces a small booklet.

"Thank you," you say after she hands it to you.

The booklet, similar to your own military passport, contains within it the picture, name, military rank, and other useful information about the holder. Any sort of dates on the thing are useless since they don't match any dating system you know of, but everything else helps a great deal. At least now you know that her name is Rosa Maria Vallon and that she's a 2nd lieutenant within the Capetian Navy.

"May I ask why you needed to check my papers, Comrade Admiral?" She asks eventually once you hand the information packet back.

"Honestly, it would have felt awkward to say that I forgot your name. I have quite a lot on my mind lately, as you can imagine, Lieutenant."

"Understood, sir." She says, her confusion now seemingly having shifted more towards outright concern. However, if she has any doubts about your mental faculties or how they affect your capabilities as an officer, she chooses not to voice them.

"Good, now, I'd like to perform an inspection of the ship, the weapons systems, the engineering all of it."

"Are you sure… Comrade Admiral? All the specific information about CA Progrés should be in the TDP manual that Captain Durand provided for you when you came onboard yesterday. It should be more than sufficient in detailing the ship's capabilities."

You look towards the clock and see that you have about 30 minutes before the meeting starts. What is your next course of action?

>Insist that you wish to see everything in person and attempt to make a quick tour of the ship with Lieutenant Vallon before you head to the bridge meeting.

>Defer to the Lieutenant's advice and say that you'll read the book when you have the time and head straight for the bridge. It's better to be early.
>Approach this differently… (Write-in)

>>657207
Ask the lieutenant for a quick debrief on the current mission, then go together to the bridge to meet and consult the rest of the crew on the overall situation.

>>657207
>Defer to the Lieutenant's advice and say that you'll read the book when you have the time and head straight for the bridge. It's better to be early.
It really is better to examine the technology in person and it may even be beneficial to take a tour and meet some of the men in their "natural habitat" but there is no time for that now, let's bring the intel documents abd head to the meeting. Oh, and we should be careful not to overstep anyone if we don't know exactly how the ranks work yet.
>>657240
I feel like a debrief may take too much time. Plus, we should take into account the possibility of getting slightly lost. Even if we do figure it out quickly, it'd be wise to not be too early lest we get caught in an awkward conversation on the bridge. 30 minutes alone is enough to stall if we've got coffee and/or documents to peruse.

Benis haha

>>657207
>Defer to the Lieutenant's advice and say that you'll read the book when you have the time and head straight for the bridge. It's better to be early.

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>>657339
>>657341

"Understood, Lieutenant, I'll read it when I have the time. For now, please lead me to the bridge. The meeting between the flag officers is starting soon, and I wish to be there on time."

"Of course. Right this way, sir."

Rosa leads you through the ship's cramped hallways. The whole place overall has an odd layout that'll probably take some getting used to, but you don't find it unpleasant, just different.

Eventually, after about five to ten minutes of walking and passing by members of the crew heading to their stations, you find yourself at the entrance to the bridge.

Two men guard the entrance, both of them with what look to be carbines slung on their backs, and they're clearly nervous.

"Morning, Comrade Admiral." Both of them greet you in unison once they take notice of your presence, raising their hands for a salute.

"At ease, gentlemen." You say to them. "Have the other flag officers arrived for the meeting yet?"

"No sir, I believe besides Captain Durand and her people, including Commissar Rossi, nobody else is present." The guard to your left responds.

Well, it seems you are indeed quite early. What now?

>Head on in, might as well get to know the captain and her crew before the meeting starts.

>Chat it up with the guards, it always helps to know what the average soldier is thinking.
>You had something else in mind… (Write-in)

>>657456
Hmm…
On one hand, it may be beneficial to see what the captain expects to discuss and if our lacking memory is exposed just amongst officers, it's less likely to be a massive embarassment. It would also mean we can really get to know who is who as soon as possible.
On the other hand, it is good to know the thoughts of the soldiers and since we're new onboard, it would do us well to establish a reputation for listening and discussing matters with them.
I don't see why it'd hurt to at least exchange a few words with the guards for a minute or two. Even if it is some sort of taboo in the fleet's culture or beyond standard protocol, I assume we have the authority to get away with a brief conversation.
>Chat it up with the guards, it always helps to know what the average soldier is thinking.

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>>657487
I'll be waiting for more replies for a bit longer before we continue, I guess.

>>657456
>Chat it up with the guards, it always helps to know what the average soldier is thinking.

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>>657487
>>657859

You decide to spend some time chatting it up with the guards, maybe get an idea of what the average sailor is thinking and how they feel about this situation. It always pays to have a decent idea about your forces' morale and the issues plaguing them.

"So, fellas, how does the morning find you?" You ask them as they shift positions slightly to be able to talk to you while still guarding the doorway.

"Morning's going great so far, Comrade Admiral. I don't know if I should be happy about being on active duty for most of the day or not, though, to be honest."

"Martin here's just annoyed he's not able to go buy his favorite chocolate at the ship's canteen." The one who didn't respond says while pointing a thumb at his friend. "I don't get what he's so grumpy about. We're going to be on duty most of the day, sure, but being stationed outside the bridge means not being out in the sun baking like a bunch of overripe tomatoes. The weather outside's gonna be pretty hot today, from what I've heard."

"Yeah, you're not the one with an addiction to sweets. You're barely human, Louis. You're like a machine, a machine that runs on nothing but coffee and cigarettes." They both share a quick chuckle while the first one shakes his head. "Oh well, if everything works out, then you and I will have a fair amount of leave to enjoy as soon as we're back home at least."

"True enough."

They soon remember that you're still next to them though and turn their attention back to you.

"Say, Comrade Admiral," says the one on the right. "Do you know anything about what's happening? You higher-ups always get the news faster than anyone else."

What do you say?

>Apologize and say that you don't know much about the situation either at the moment.

>Excuse yourself by saying that any such information is currently on a need-to-know basis.
>Tell them exactly what Lieutenant Vallon told you
>I say… (Write-in)

>>657968
>>657968
>Apologize and say that you don't know much about the situation either at the moment.
>Hopefully this meeting will shed some light on the situation. As soon as we know more, we'll inform the crew.

>>657968
>I say… (Write-in)
Ayo where da white women at?

>>657968
>Apologize and say that you don't know much about the situation either at the moment.
No reason to lie, we'll get more at the meeting.

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>>658002
>>658050

You decide to tell the truth to the two marines.

"Boys, I'm in the same boat as you, unfortunately. This situation is strange, but we'll probably find out something that will at least clarify some of what's happening." You motion to the door. "Fear not. As soon as we know more, we'll inform everyone. Including you."

The duo seem disappointed, but they nod before they open the door for you to step through and into the bridge.
"Let us hope that this meeting will give us more information about the situation we find ourselves in." You said to the lieutenant in a quiet tone. "What do you believe is the most pressing matter at the moment?"

"The radio silence, to me, seems like something that's very pressing to investigate." She quickly said.

"The disappearance of landmasses is also a significant issue, given the possible implications behind them." You told her.

"But if it's some form of interference that's just stopping the signals from arriving, the ships on patrol should have been able to at least find our allies. There's only one explanation that would explain the sudden change in geography and the sudden end of any kind of foreign signal."

"And that's what, Lieutenant?" You asked her.

However, before the two of you could continue your discussion further, you had already arrived at the main section of CA Progrés' bridge. There, many eyes quickly cast their gaze upon the two of you, or, more specifically, upon you specifically.

As expected, you seem to indeed be the first to arrive besides those that were stationed here. Almost immediately, the bridge staff snapped to attention and saluted.

"ADMIRAL ON DECK!" Came the verbal acknowledgment of your presence.

What do you do?

>Return the salute, tell everyone to be at ease and ask them to bring you up to speed.

>Let them sweat for a bit while looking them over.
>This one requires a certain touch… (Write-in)

>>658059
>Let them sweat for a bit while looking them over.
Just briefly, ever so briefly'… Enough for dramatic effect but not too long so as to appear conceited. Return the salute, of course, but we're on the bridge and the time for casual conversation is behind us. We might not have all the info but we've got an image to uphold, right?

Also, we (or the Lieutenant) took the recon photos with us, right?

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Bumping cause we need more voooooting to proceed.

>>658059
Have sex with closest woman nearby as a sign of your authority.

>>658059
>Let them sweat for a bit while looking them over.

Damn, do si/b/erians just not participate in quest threads or what?

>>658784
There's no point, you idiots already ruined it by caving in to Rosa on not inspecting the ship and its crew first. Whatever changed the geography of the area so drastically overnight surely could have impacted the ship and its crew in some way. Our ship might as well be sinking while you are parading our ass on the bridge for some dipshits because you couldn't say no to a pretty woman.

>>658907
/redpilled
/thread

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>>658907
you're the kind of guy who makes video essays, huh
>>658059
we're going to need some of that exposition now, thank you

>>658959
You think too much of me.

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Happy May Day to everyone!
>>658084
>>658535

You let everyone on the bridge hold their positions for a moment while you slowly walk around and scan the room and its occupants. On the one hand, you feel a bit guilty since most of those that have been snapped to attention were those currently operating a station in some capacity. On the other hand, a moment's reprieve from their duties will probably not harm anything important at the moment given that the ship doesn't seem to be currently moving.

During your examination of the people present, you spot who you judge to be the people the guards mentioned, Captain Durand and Commissar Rossi. Of the two, only Durand returns your gaze. Rossi instead chooses to stare in what seems to be another direction entirely.

"As you were, ladies and gentlemen." You eventually say. In response, everyone relaxed and returned to their tasks. As they did so, the two people that caught your interest before, the two officers, captain and commissar, began to walk over to where you and Rosa stood.

"I wasn't expecting you to join us so early, Comrade Admiral." Rossi, who was dressed in a black uniform with red highlights and was clearly the older of the two said. "Captain Durand was going to check the readiness of the 1st and 2nd battle groups while we waited for the rest of the participants for today's meeting."

As she said so, her eyes glanced towards the young-looking girl next to her, who just looked back at Rossi with what you interpreted to be annoyance.
After that moment passed, Durand turned to face you, now all smiles. "In any case, it is good to see you again, Comrade Admiral!"

"Likewise." You said simply. "Now, what sort of situation have I woken up to exactly? Lieutenant Vallon already gave me the brief version, but I'd like to hear the full brief before the meeting begins."
Durand frowned slightly before she started. "Very well, then we should start from when we all went to bed, I suppose. There were no issues or any abnormal readings at all until 0230, when some sort of… anomaly was detected, and all foreign radio signals suddenly ceased completely."

"We checked with other ships, and they noticed the exact same thing happen at the same time. Since then no sea traffic has come in from outside either, not even the regularly scheduled merchant convoys from our allies in Altan and the Bastillien. Thus, the chairman of the CDR approved an immediate shift to wartime readiness and the use of one of the Fleet Reserve battlegroups to conduct coastal and nearby ocean reconnaissance," Rossi says, calm and steady as a rock.

You think for a moment before you respond. "So there was no warning at all, not from the weather station at least or even the port authority?"

"None, sir."

That was concerning. Not only were you stuck in the position of a fleet admiral for a nation that you were unfamiliar with, but it seemed increasingly like some sort of… event happened that separated this entire nation from its original world. The fact that their sea charts didn't match their existing ones anymore STRONGLY hinted towards a sort of "Island In The Sea of Time" type of scenario. Which you're quite sure was going to make the meeting soon with the other flag officers quite interesting.

"How is the situation in the fleet right now?"

Durand, the young captain, and apparently the captain of CA Progrés as well, spoke up after your question. "Besides the higher alert, the overall situation is fine. At most, the crew is just nervous."
Good, that was good. At least nobody's going crazy and stabbing anyone.

However, another question still remained. If this odd, French-esque socialist nation you were now stuck with was not in the world it was originally supposed to be in… where exactly were you then?

"Ma'am, we're getting a transmission from one of the M19Ns we sent out on air patrol."

"Patch them through, ensign." Durand responds.

Within a few seconds, the young crew member has already managed to patch the transmission from the pilot into the bridge's overhead speakers.

"This is Pigeon 1, I have eyes on several ships. Repeat, I have eyes on possible contacts."

"Progrés here, this is Captain Durand speaking. We read you, Pigeon 1. Can you describe the contacts?"

"I'll try to get a closer look, Captain, but from what I can tell already from where I'm at, these ships look like they jumped out straight out of a history book. Over."

There was a short silence before Pigeon 1 resumed his transmission.

"Yeah, definitely history book material. These ships look to be wooden-hulled, three masts tall, with sails. Lots of them. Definitely not civilian, from what I'm able to see, all of them look to be armed. They also have what look to be cannons. Like real old-school muzzle-loaded cannons. Over."

Again, the information gave everyone, including you, some pause.

"Wait, there's something written on the sails…" The pilot muttered, trailing off for a moment before continuing. "M-a-r-i-n-e… Marine."

>This could go a few ways… (Write-in)

>>659002
Ask how many ships there are, where they are, what direction they are going, estimated speed, how much time will it take them to run into us, how much time it would take us to intercept them, and most importantly ask Captain Durand if the pilot of Pigeon 1 is some civilian civilian volunteer spending their summer high school vacation making totally useless reconnaissance reports to buy time for our enemies.

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Bumping before I head to bed.

>>658907
I think it'd be highly unlikely for us to have a good night's sleep and a coffee brought to us in the morning if the ship was in such danger. Plus, if we want to do an inspection, it'd be better to do so when we have the time to be thorough.
>>659002
Fully agree with >>659012. We need more information. Though it's perhaps unwise to chew out the recon teams, they're probably a little tired or something. I expect their response to be prompt so we should be able to make a call pretty quick. If they're headed in our direction we should change course and monitor their movements, that'll tell us pretty quickly if they're moving in to make contact. If not, better to keep our distance anyway. Judging by their armament, it's unlikely we or our aircraft are going to be in any danger soon. Also, can we see what sorts of fire control systems are on board our ship? Radar would be fantastic.

Oh fuck we're in One Piece

>>659148
> Judging by their armament, it's unlikely we or our aircraft are going to be in any danger soon.
It could be some historical reenactment group from a civilization vastly superior to ours.

>>659353
>It could be some historical reenactment group from a civilization vastly superior to ours.
I hope we aren't breaking their immersion too badly by flying aircraft overhead.

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Here are your current fleet numbers/assets from the CYOA, by the way. I think you're going to need them for when you're going to be making your decisions
Battle Line:
- 1 Atomic Cruiser (Flagship)
- 5 Battleships
- 16 Heavy Cruisers

Screens:
- 60 Destroyers
- 18 Light Cruisers
- 9 Aircraft Carriers

Auxiliary:
- 6 Supply Ships
- 8 Attack Submarines

Strategic Assets

Robust Fleet Bases
- Well-organized network of supply bases
- Highly developed fleet logistics
- Essential infrastructure for extended operations

Modern Equipment
- Ensures reliable performance across all flotillas
- Provides wide-ranging performance improvements
- Maintains technological edge through equipment upkeep

Missile Arsenal
- Extended-range guided missile capabilities both on land and at sea
- Primary systems include early cruise missiles and early ballistic missiles.
- Main arsenal of missiles supported by additional carrier-based air-launched missiles.



>>659155
DINGDINGDINGDINGDING! You have guessed correctly! Have a cookie.

>>659012
>>659148

As you are in command of the fleet as a whole as well, you decide to step in and speak with the pilot as well. "Pigeon 1." You speak in your best attempt at an authoritative voice. "This is Fleet Admiral Roulet. How many ships are there? In what direction are they traveling and at what speed?"

"There are approximately… ten ships. All of them are traveling in an easterly direction at an estimated speed of 8 to 10 knots." The pilot reports. "They're moving in a relatively straight line in terms of their formation, and, based on my navigator's estimations, they're currently around 25 nautical miles away from Guillotine Pass, but we can't say for certain given how unreliable our old maps are now."

"That sounds pretty typical for a ship of the line from two centuries ago." Vallon muses from next to you. "If they aren't changing directions anytime soon, they won't get too close to our own formation and will just pass us by, although they may come close to shore if we aren't careful."

"How fast can we intercept them?" You asked everyone else that was present in the room.

Durand snorted. "At those speeds? Even the old lady of the reserve fleet, CUIR Madeleine, would have no trouble. If we kick in the engine, Progrés would be able to intercept them in around 30 minutes, maybe less if conditions are good."

Well, you know they're coming, but there's no guarantee if there'll be a confrontation yet. What are your orders?

>Order a squadron/flotilla to break off from the rest of the fleet to aggresively intercept the approaching convoy, ships disappear at sea all the time and you've got enough firepower to make sure there's no evidence left behind for anyone to find.

>Order the fleet into a defensive formation around the waters of Guillotine Pass, make it clear that while you won't outright attack these vessels unprovoked, you are ready to defend the homeland's shores if they come to you as aggressors.
>There is another solution here… (Write-in)

>>659455
Can't Pigeon 1 just drop some firebombs on them, they probably don't have anything anti-air, right?

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Bumping before I sleep again.

>>659455
Send a light force to meet them, enough to easily roll them over but not half the fleet, and try to establish communications, try flag codes or failing that try to send an envoy over to speak to them. Also try to hail them on radio just in case.

The use of 'marine' suggests our languages are compatible, and we have no reason to suspect these are hostile forces (besides metagaming).

>>659658
>besides metagaming
Huh? Is this a wargame? I thought it was a dating sim.

>>659455
Oh shit, we have missiles and radar? That makes things way easier for us! We probably won't need to worry about them for a while and I'm interested to see what the other officers make of the situation. I agree with >>659658 but I think we should hold the meeting first before we send anyone within shooting range of those muzzle loaders.
Send a light force, perhaps a few destroyers, to hang about and keep an eye on them until we make a call.
>>659595
>Can't Pigeon 1 just drop some firebombs on them, they probably don't have anything anti-air, right?
If we went that route, it'd be better to send a squadron from one of the carriers to make sure all their targets are wiped out.

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>>659595
You figure out from context clues as you listen to the others talk that Pigeon 1 is a recon aircraft that likely at most has a machine gun or two for self-defense but not much else. Ordering the pilot to do a bombing run is out of the question right now.

>>659659
You are onboard a warship, commanding a fleet that is at a heightened readiness. You can quite easily tell that dating is not exactly something that would be on anyone's mind right now even if they were interested in fraternizing with their superior.

>>659719
>>659658
Note that this decision will lead to a minor time skip so we can hurry things along a bit.

"Thank you, Pigeon 1, keep us posted for now. Progrés, out." I replied one more time to the pilot, and the active connection was soon cut by the ensign manning the radio. After which, I turned to Durand and Rossi.

"It is best we make a decision soon, Comrade Admiral. If the estimation of our pilot is correct, the unknown contacts will arrive in about two and a half hours at the earliest, and it will take us some time to set up defensive positions around the pass." Durand gave her assessment.

"Agreed, I believe a flotilla of several destroyers should be sufficient to deal with the threat." Rossi nodded. "We will not need any of the cruiser units for a fight like this, unless these ships turn out to possess some ability that nullifies our modern technology's advantages, which I very much doubt based on their description."

"Well," I said with a slight grin. "I'm not keen on shooting first and asking questions later. Thus, I would rather we use this situation to get in touch with whoever these people are, in whatever way we are able, without having to get into a conflict."

You, your aide, and the two officers of Progrés debated for some time about the actual composition of the task force and whether to send in ships from the reserve fleet or your newer top-of-the-line vessels while you waited for the rest of the flag officers to arrive.

In the end you decided to:
>Send only older destroyers from the reserve fleet, they're expendable and destined to be scrapped anyway.
>Send out a task force of older destroyers with a newer missile-armed model acting as the command ship.
>Send out a task force that's a 50/50 mixture of older destroyers and newer ones.
>Send out a task force of only your latest destroyer models alongside a detachment of attack subs to act as a trump card in-case your above water assets are not sufficient.
>Send a force with a different composition… (Write-in)

>>659863
>Send out a task force of older destroyers with a newer missile-armed model acting as the command ship.
Keep our best shit a secret for now.

>>659863
>Send out a task force that's a 50/50 mixture of older destroyers and newer ones.
"Give the enemy a taste of our new armaments, but we should send in older models to take the fire for new ships."

>>659863
Yeah I guess, that's why Captain Durand's tits are so massive that her coat can barely contain them. I wouldn't be surprised if the most powerful weapon of the fleet was the top button of her coat that will inevitably be launched at supersonic speed once the universe realizes that such large volumes cannot be held in such a small place. We should order Captain Durand to stand on the bow, facing the enemy, and take a deep breath. That alone should be enough to wipe out any enemy fleet.

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Bumping before I head off once again because I believe we currently have a stalemate in the vooooting.

>>659863
>Send out a task force of older destroyers with a newer missile-armed model acting as the command ship.
>>659867 is right to keep our more advanced capabilities out of sight. Speaking of, we should also send a submarine too so we can keep track of them while remaining hidden under the waves.
- 1 Sub
- 3 Older Destroyers
- 1 Modern Destroyer
And keep our M19Ns airborne.
>>659873
Given the antique nature of the Marine's armament, our ships should be pretty much invulnerable so long as they fire from range. The risk, I think, is moreso if we decide to send in anything close for the sake of talking and run into trouble. Thus keeping enough ships around for recovery and rescue as opposed to simply obliterating the marines is wiser. If it really came to it, I'm sure a single volley of missiles from beyond the horizon would turn them to splinters anyway.
>>659874
Capetian Socialism provides abundant sustenance for the people, as evidenced by the Captain, but also the technical skill of the workers is unmatched, as evidenced by the durability of the Captain's coat buttons.

>>660062
Well said.

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>>660062
>>659873
>>659867

You decide to deploy a task group of several older Modelé 15 destroyers with one of the newer missile-armed ones, the one named "Oser," acting as the command ship.

Several reasons drive this choice; firstly, you want to avoid provoking any conflict with your new neighbors, especially when you don't even know what is happening.

Secondly, using an outdated task force would have no negative effect on the fleet's capabilities, and there is little risk of the destroyers being overwhelmed.

Lastly, using modern weaponry could show the potential adversaries that they are no match for your firepower.

Additionally, the task force would be supported by one of the six attack submarines within the fleet. Before deploying the task force, you stressed to its commander that he was to only engage if the enemy was a clear and present danger. Otherwise he was to attempt establishing a line of communication with the other party.

After you decided to dispatch this task force out to the straits to observe and make contact, you continued to speak with Rossi and Durand about the possible implications and outcomes of such a situation briefly before the rest of the flag officers finally arrived one by one.

The first one to arrive was Admiral Henri Etienne, followed by Rear Admiral Claude Tocque, then Admiral Jean-Pierre Mercier. And on it went until everyone was present.

From what you could tell as the meeting began, Etienne was a quiet, almost shy man. You barely heard him breathe, let alone speak, but every time he did, it was usually in the form of a joke or a snide remark.

Tocque, on the other hand, had an air of aristocracy about him. Even if he wasn't actually nobility, he certainly looked the part. Given your ignorance of the Capetian history, you could only speculate on whether there had been a monarchy before the current state had been established.

Mercier was a stern-looking man of roughly the same height and weight as yourself, but he spoke with a confidence that came from many years of experience in his position.

"I believe sending that task force out to Guillotine Pass was a good call, Comrade Roulet." Mercier spoke as he looked over the map spread over the table. "Although I personally would have also sent a carrier to accompany them. Given the unprecedented circumstances we are dealing with, I believe it is prudent to not discount the possibility of the local contacts possessing air power in some form."

"Their naval forces have wooden sail ships, Comrade Mercier." Tocque pointed out with a dismissive huff. "That's hardly indicative of a civilization that's mastered flight capability."

"Maybe, but given how many unknowns we're dealing with, I believe it is best to err on the side of caution. Comrade Tocque." Mercier replied calmly. "We don't even know if we can rely on our radar to detect and engage any airborne threats that may or may not exist."

>Voice your support for Mercier's assessment

>Voice your support for Tocque's assessment
>Ask Etienne for his opinion
>Stay neutral and nod along
>Maybe there's a different approach… (Write-in)

>>660455
>Stay neutral and nod along
We already made a call, they can agree or disagree but it isn't really the purpose of the meeting, is it? I'd even go as far as to say that outside the military matter of moving ships to intercept, the initial diplomatic matters pertaining to the foreigners would fall more under the duties of the commissar. I'd be happy to nod along for a little as they get comfortable but we should begin talking about matters of mapping of local islands, patrols around our own, logistics for the fleet now international trade has seemingly vanished and, most importantly, the rounding up of civilian vessels which may have become stranded or disoriented.

>>660523
Seconded

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>>660523
>>660630
You decide to stay out of any sort of judgment calls during the initial round of discussion, and eventually Commissar Rossi clears her throat, having clearly decided that she needed to remind everyone about why they were here.

"Ahem, while the possible first contact is important, it is to be handled by the flotilla that Comrade Roulet assigned to the task and their command staff. The primary purpose of this meeting is our response to the current crisis facing the republic and her people." She states it firmly, and the fact that all the admirals present immediately shut up tells you everything about the authority she wields. Whether it comes from her position as a commissar or her age and experience though, you're not as sure about that.

"Right, of course." Tocque replies. "Comrade Rossi is correct, we should bring this discussion to the reason for why we're all here."

"Agreed." Etienne says with a scoff. "You and Mercier flap your gums enough as is without an existential crisis looming over all our heads."

Mercier chuckles. "For once, we are in agreement, Comrade Etienne." He shakes his head before he gestures to the map that's on display at the center of the table.

"AHEM!" Rossi interjects with a sharp glare towards Mercier and Etienne. "It is undeniable that we face an unprecedented situation, one that could prove disastrous for the Capetian people if mismanaged."

She then looks towards you expectantly, and you take that as your moment to begin speaking. Time for you to fake it till you make it.

"Given that, at least to my understanding, the local area around the home islands has changed drastically enough that several new previously unknown islands have seemingly appeared…" You begin, nodding towards Vallon, who in turn spreads the reconnaissance photos onto the table. "We should expand on our existing reconnaissance efforts to begin updating our maps in addition to assisting our port authorities and coast guard in ensuring that any civilian vessels that were at sea at the time the anomalous event took place reach friendly shores safely. I think we can all agree to that at the very least, yes?"

Everyone else nods.

"And once that's done," You continue. "We should deploy the fleet to begin patrolling and claiming the maritime borders that existed before the event while also preparing a flotilla of our most up-to-date vessels to conduct a more thorough oceanic survey outside our borders to figure out where the hell we actually ended up. Finally, we need to get an assessment of our logistical situation to figure out how much longer we can keep everything running without having to begin rationing fuel."

"Makes sense. Given that we've now been cut off from international trade, our domestic sources of coal and oil will not be able to keep up with demand, and we'll be burning through our strategic reserves just to keep our industries running." Rossi remarks. "We'll also probably need to get an accurate accounting of our existing food supply and how quickly we can begin bringing the currently unused agricultural lands on the islands into cultivation. The army marches on its stomach, but so do we in the navy."

Tocque takes this moment to chime in.

"I'd like to propose that we increase military recruitment to fill out our ships' ranks and increase the readiness of the local garrisons both on our island bases as well as on the mainland. Given the current circumstances, it wouldn't be unwarranted to have them ready to repel an enemy assault on our soil."

Mercier and the others quickly agree that increasing recruitment efforts wouldn't be unwarranted. It would, in fact, be most desirable.

However, other proposals are also thrown in afterwards in regard to responsibilities that the military should take over, such as what the production priorities of Capetia's domestic industries should be going forward. As far as you know, plenty of the responsibilities being discussed currently fall under the decision-making power of the civilian government and the various state organs directly subordinate to it.

You could push many of the proposals forward under the very much justified pretext that the republic is facing an unprecedented national emergency, but then again, what sort of precedent does it set if the military simply bypasses the Republic's elected government and state functionaries even in matters that concern the rest of the nation rather than the armed forces exclusively?

Rossi, given she is the PCC's main representative onboard, certainly doesn't seem too thrilled about the idea of the military becoming the highest authority in the nation. An understandable position, given that such a prospect directly undermines her own authority as a commissar.

However, given you are the highest-ranking person in the room, your word does have a lot of weight. What is your take on the matter?

>We are in a crisis, we can't wait for the party and paralyzed state bureaucracy to act. To ensure the Capetian nation survives the current situation requires quick decision-making and only we are in a position to do that (Support the takeover of state functions).

>The establishment of what amounts to a military junta means betraying the very democratic principles that the republic was founded upon and you will not stand for it. (Strike down the proposal.)
>Let's keep a cool head, the situation is not as bad as it looks yet and rocking the boat unnecessarily doesn't help anyone right now. (Postpone the decision regarding the matter for now and order everyone to focus on more immediate concerns)
>There IS always another option… (Write-in)

>>660855
Postpone the decision. We need to first urgently radio back to the capital to find out what is going on there. We can also deliver our policy suggestions like implementing the emergency measures mentioned. The priority of the nation should clearly be national defense and securing the supply of basic necessities for the population. But unless we see that the mainland is in total disarray it would be completely inappropriate of us to try take over power.

We should try to locate and rescue any civilian vessels that need it though as this is clearly in our remit. We should try to send out long range communications to see if there might be any Capetian vessels out in international waters, maybe the event affected all Capetians?

>>660866
Seconded!

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>>660855
>Let's keep a cool head, the situation is not as bad as it looks yet and rocking the boat unnecessarily doesn't help anyone right now. (Postpone the decision regarding the matter for now and order everyone to focus on more immediate concerns)
Agree with >>660866. We need more info about what's happening on the mainland. We should also keep mind that we're severely lacking in knowledge about all the legalities and procedures associated with making the call for martial law. It'd be wise, I feel, to get in the good books with Rossi.

Bump for the security of the Capetian Worker's Republic o7

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Apologies for the unannounced hiatus. I was busy working on my other creative writing projects, so I had to put this one on pause. I'll try to be more active in this thread again from now on. Update coming later today (hopefully).

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>>660866
>>660902
>>660927
You come to the conclusion that you don't exactly have enough information to make such a big decision yet. So, you calmly inform everyone that nobody's taking anything over until you have a clearer picture of what the overall situation is. After all, you might not even be in as much danger as all of you initially might have feared.

You then order everyone to get busy implementing your initial plan of updating maps to match your new environment and performing search and rescue on civilians who were out at sea at the time of the anomalous event.

Once the meeting comes to a close and you all go your separate ways, Vallon looks at you expectantly, as does Rossi. Durand, meanwhile, busies herself with commanding the bridge crew.

"So what now, Comrade Admiral?" Rossi asks you. She's clearly glad that you at least didn't get swept up in the hysteria of the initial situation but remains somewhat wary since you didn't make any sort of final decision on the matter of martial law.

"We need to radio the mainland to get a better idea of the situation there." You reply to her.

"We had already been in communication with the mainland before you arrived at the bridge. There are some disruptions in communications due to the anomaly that we are still trying to get sorted out, but overall the situation is relatively stable from what we've gathered." Rosa told you, which only made you pause and raise your eyebrow in response. "At least that is our assumption, given that no issues have been reported back since our last communication."

"And they're willing to leave the decision in regard to the management of the situation to us?" You ask both of them.

"Well, the Admiralty board is at the moment divided on what to do, mostly on the civilian side of things." Rossi replied. "There is also supposed to be an emergency session of the People's Assembly in a couple of days' time as well, where everything we know so far will be laid out in front of the nation and the assembly will make the decision on what our official policy will be from here on out. The PCC has asked that you prepare a statement for it. You are expected to present it in person on behalf of the navy."

It's understandable that everyone is on edge and panicking. With what you and the entire fleet just experienced, it's clear that the entire situation is unprecedented.

"Understood." You tell Rossi. "Is there anything else I need to know, Lieutenant?"

"No, Admiral," Vallon replied. "I believe that is everything."

Well, with the meeting finally over, you have some time to do other things right now. What do you wish to do?

>Dismiss Lieutenant Vallon and head back to your cabin to think things over privately by yourself.

>Head back to your cabin but ask that Lieutenant Vallon sticks with you in case you need a second opinion on some things.
>Take the time to do the inspection of the ship that you didn't have time for earlier.
>Hitch a ride to the shore on one of the torpedo boats, it's time you saw this "mainland" of Capetia that everyone keeps talking about in person.
>I had something else in mind… (write-in)

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Bumping before I head to bed. Hope the usual people see that this is active again at least and the thread doesn't die due to inactivity.

>>664216
>Take the time to do the inspection of the ship that you didn't have time for earlier, but bring Vallon along with you to give her input.

Reminder that we can't proceed further until we have enough votes!

>>664463
Seconded

Bumping so the thread doesn't die.

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