[Camelot] The next chapter in the Camelot Story

Day 545, 05:57 • Published in United Kingdom United Kingdom • by Camelot Citadel
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The story continues...

from the eJournal of Iain Keers


18th May

I looked on in horror at the television in our Dover headquarters at the scenes on the news, replayed now for almost a week since the Battle of 541. Swarms of Indonesians, many of them missing limbs, fought their way over the titanic walls of the West Siberian Region. Many Romanians stood and fought hand-to-hand, their brothers from Atlantis beside them, to the end. In Podolia similar scenes were occurring. The Camelot Citadel had already been left behind enemy lines, and those of our members who had got out had mostly retreated to the Romanian capital.

A message flashed onto the screen.

"Romania will fight no longer until the cheats are banned".

A surrender message. I was horrified.


Hours later there was a banging on the door. Opening it, I saw Jerry there, leaning on the frame and breathing hard. Ushering him in, I noticed his head and one arm were heavily bandaged, and his body armour was in tatters.

"They came in huge numbers Iain," Jerry told me, "and every time we knocked them down there was a flash of gold and their soldiers returned from the dead. There were just too many."

I made Jerry a cup of tea and took him to the library to rest in front of the fire. When the rest of the soldiers had retreated Jerry had stayed and fought. The lines of Hungarians had washed around him. Using his last reserves, he'd pushed through their lines and marched across Hungarian occupied Podolia and into Galacia region of the Ukraine. From there he move North into Poland and made passage on a Polish trading vessel for London. It was a super-human effort, and it cost him dearly. Although the strongest of men, his hands were still shaking slightly from combat duty when I passed him his tea.

On one wall of the library was a large map. On it were lines marking PEACE advance attacks, and a small red flag marking lost Podolia. The loss of the high-iron region was a heavy blow to Atlantis. We'll have to see how it recovers.

Lighting a cigar, I wandered out of the library, through the hallway and into the kitchen. Some of our soldiers were there, eating broth from small wooden bowls. I gestured towards Stuart Nash to come with me to and left again. Stuart was a big man, and he drank his broth in one go before following.

"I got a message today, from high command," I said, passing him the scrap of paper. "They're putting us on high alert."

"Hungary?" He asked, glancing at the paper briefly before handing it back.

"Sweden," I said flatly, grimacing at the word. "It appears our oldest allies prefer to pursue their interests outside of our alliance."

Stuart looked at me in surprise, but nodded briefly. "I'll tell the boys. Never thought we'd be fighting Swedes, it seems like the old adage is true. Anything can happen in wartime."

"Well nothing is guaranteed yet," I reminded him. "We're merely supporting Germany not attacking Sweden. Our MPP is there as a protection not an aggresive act. If we have to fight we'll go as far as the MoD wants and no further."

"Of course. I just hope the high-ups get this sorted," he muttered. "Shooting at your friends is never fun. I'll go talk to the lads."

As he left I looked again to the flickering lights of the library where Jerry rested from his war with the Peace hordes. "So do I," I whispered.

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