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Region: Commonwealth of Sovereign States
The Supreme People’s Council had been convened by the order of Chairman Dikko, due to recent events regarding both the Liberation of Senegal and the Mossi Civil War. Despite both wars being victories, Dikko was concerned about the People’s Defense Force being particularly weak, especially in comparison to other militaries on the continent. Now, the Supreme People’s Council-a collection of the highest ranking officers of the PFS-is being convened to talk about a new reformation of the PDF…
Despite calling for the meeting, Chairman Dikko was the last to arrive, much to the dismay of some of the generals. While none of them spoke their displeasure aloud, it was clear by their faces that they were very irritated about Dikko’s lateness. After what felt like forever, the doors to the conference room barged open, and Dikko, flanked by his personal guard, entered. The gathered officers immediately stood up and saluted their commander in chief. Dikko saluted back, then moved to sit.
“At ease, gentlemen.”
The rest of the officers sat down. Dikko lit up a cigar, and puffed on it slightly before addressing the room before him.
“Apologies for my lateness. Before we begin, does anyone have any comments?”
There is silence. Dikko drags on his cigar some more before continuing.
“Well then, let’s begin then, shall we? The current state of the PDF, frankly, is abysmal. Despite our victories in the Liberation of Senegal and the Mossi Civil War, the PDF was unable to finish these conflicts quickly. Hell, we even had to ask for the Germans to interfere in the Liberation just to secure the capital! Now, the PDF has nearly full control of the People’s Republic of Senegal, yet they still are unable to stamp out the resistance there! It’s clear to me that a reform of the PDF is necessary, or else the dream of a liberated Africa will fall.”
There were murmurs of agreement from the various officers. Dikko held a hand up for silence before continuing.
“What I recommend is a simple expansion on what we already started; modernizing the equipment of the PDF, and enlisting more soldiers. I believe it’s high time that we begin enacting mandatory conscription laws, to prevent us from running low on manpower.”
“Sir… wouldn’t that anger the citizens even more?”
Dikko looked over to the man who had just spoken up, a naval admiral.
“I believe our recent victories in Senegal and Mossi will be enough to cover us enacting these laws. Besides, worst comes to worst, we have the People’s Security Service to… remove any one who disagrees.”
The murmurs from the Council start up again. Dikko sighs to himself, before slamming his fist onto the table, causing the entire room to go silent.
“Does anyone wish to share what they are talking about?”
Silence. Dikko sighs again before taking another drag off his cigar.
“Well then, onto other business. While these modernization reforms might take some time to implement, I already have an idea on where we will liberate next.”
Dikko gestures to one of his guards, who activates a projector on the table. The projected image is of West Africa, with the PFS glowing a bright red. Dikko walks around to the board where the projected image is, and points to a small state in the south of the PFS.
“This is the Republic of Dahomey, a self declared ‘liberal democracy’. It should be fairly easy to incite another revolution in its borders, and have the revolutionaries petition us for annexation, much like we did with the Mossi Union. I say once we do so, we unite the Mossi Autonomous People’s State with the newly liberated territory and create the People’s Republic of Dahomey. Thoughts?”
One of the generals raises his hand. Dikko nods at him.
“Why don’t we create the People’s Republic of Dahomey now, and then claim the Republic of Dahomey’s territory? That way, we don’t need to incite a revolution, and instead we can just walk on in with the newly reformed PDF. It would be a great show of our newfound strength.”
Dikko smiles at the general, clapping him on the back.
“I like this idea! Let’s do it! Any objections?”
There were none. Dikko’s smile widens.
“Excellent! I’ll arrange for our claims to be made official. After that…”
Dikko points at another state on the map, this one a bit larger.
“… we go for Ghana. We’ll do the same thing we did with the Mossi Union, and create a new People’s Republic for the area. Any objections?”
Once again, there were none. Dikko took another drag from his cigar.
“Well then, I think that’s all for this meeting. Thank you all for attending.”
With that, the officers of the Supreme People’s Council get up, simultaneously salute the Chairman, and leave. Dikko smiles to himself as he watches them go, before turning back to the projector.
”One way or another, Africa shall be freed.”
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