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Published: 2020-10-29 16:05:19 +0000 UTC; Views: 451; Favourites: 2; Downloads: 0
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Bombs and missiles flew. The old nations choked on their own blood and died. The men and women of the great steel whales did as they were asked. Until there was no one left to ask them. Submariners can get lonely. Food and supplies started to run low, in the cocoons under the ice. Until two submarines scraped off each other in the night. Before, their crews would have fought and died for the opposing flags.But the flags meant nothing now.
The Wolfpack grew, across the world. The subs live as little tribes, from couples on SDVs to whole towns aboard SSBNs, but all flying the same flag of the thalassocracy alongside their own individual ship colours, joined by a publicly-unknown capital. The new nations mocked the unfortunate symbolism Toothless Wolf, but sneers faded as merchantmen went missing. Stray cruise missiles would hit towns of competing powers, and more than one farm has disappeared under atomic flame.
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