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Region: the Pacific
Arnold: "Hola, Guten tag, Merhaba, whatever. This is Ar- wait how are you calling me on my personal phone? Who is this?"
Matvey: "Good evening, Arnold. This is Matvey directly from Zvezdow. I have a certain topic to discuss with you. Long story short... I want you to increase your military peacekeepers presence in Novoblupolia."
Arnold: "Ah, good evening my dear friend. Hmm, you mean my own military peacekeepers involved and patrolling in Novoblupolia? Alright, I won't ask, since I'm sure you have your own reasons. But I must ask. Depending on what task you'll probably assign to them, will they be safe?"
Matvey: "The more there will be of them, the safer they'll be. I can guarantee on my behalf that they will be provided with excellent living conditions."
Arnold: "Huh. Alrighty then. How many forces would you suggest I station into your country? Just give a number, and I'll send over that many."
Matvey: "25 000 will do fine for now. However, I request you put a large force of at least 200 000 soldiers into mobilization readiness, so if necessary, they could arrive to Novoblupolia very quickly."
Arnold: "It doesn't take a genius to know when a bad situation is arising, but it takes an idiot to not realize. Heh, that should go in my quotebook. Anyway, personal matters aside, I'll send over 25,000 right now. I'll leave the mobilization and peacekeeping forces ordering such to one of my generals. Just send the location where you'd like us to send the forces over, and we'll do so. We'll also put in a combat ready army of 300,000 soldiers, just in case you need 'em, so don't worry about that. Is there anything specific you'd like in the peacekeeping forces? Tanks? Heavy weaponry?"
Matvey: "No need, their main purpose is supposed to be deterrence and intimidation by presence. The main aspect of such forces is their speed. If everything goes according to my plan, not a single drop of blood will be spilled."
Arnold: "I like the idea of no blood being spilled, but I'm still worried nonetheless. Alright then, it is settled. I'll send over 25,000 peacekeeping forces, for 'intimidation', and I'll keep 300,000 combat-ready soldiers ready to be mobilized."
Matvey: "Thank you, I'll update you on the the situation if things will require your intervention."
Arnold: "No problem, I'll be ready"
*Matvey hangs the phone and lights his smoking pipe. Just as he puffs out his first cloud of smoke, he hears a door bell. As he turns on the camera, he sees Uzhov standing at his door under an umbrella, holding a large bag filled with papers in his left hand. Matvey opens the door, helps Uzhov take off his wet coat and places it on the dryer.*
Matvey: "Found anything?"
Uzhov: "Yes. I found some dirty stains on political careers of various politicians. Mostly Decembrists and Modernists. There are even some dark exposals of Bastilliard party members, which, if you want me to destroy those..."
Matvey: "No, quite the opposite. Those will be revealed to the public first and the party will be purified of it's corrupt and criminally-affiliated members. I want a good cabinet to work with."
Uzhov: "Got it. And the other documents? Save them for later?"
Matvey: "I won't go all out with those for the time being. Now, as for priority number one, did you find anything on the military?"
Uzhov: "Yup, mostly on high-ranking officers and generals. Nothing on the supreme marshall though."
Matvey: "Hand these ones over to the investigation bureau and have these officials expelled from the army immediately. Needless to say, confiscate their weapons from them."
Uzhov: "Will be done sir..."
Matvey: "... Something wrong?"
Uzhov: "I... I'd like to know, if you don't mind telling me... what's the motivation between your demands for investigations and purges?"
Matvey: "Sorry, I can't tell you yet. For now, execute the orders. One thing, however, I will let you know - we are doing this for Novoblupolia. The nation, it's people, it's government and it's future. We will get rid of the enemies of the state and secure a stable safe future for the nation, no matter the cost. You may leave now."
*Uzhov and matvey share a handshake, after which Uzhov leaves, his hand shaking a little as he was picking up his coat from the dryer.*
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