User blog:OreoToast555/NotLAH Story - Battle of Stockholm

Febuary 2, 1992 - Stockholm, Scandanavia.

This was written from the perspective of one of the many commonwealth soldiers involved in the capture of stockholm, scandanavia, during the Holy Roman war, of which was instigated by Scandanavian agression.

Caleb H. Matthews, 20 Australia-Commonwealth Squadron, Perth, Western Australia.

We were coming down, from what we could see, was highway 73 just outside of the nations capital, our spies a while back had told our commanders stationed with the CSTO delegate in moscow that scandanavia had become facist, and that the city had gone under a large facelift. A large portion, one could say seventy-five percent of Sodermalm island in the city's center had been completely torn down and construction of a massive military parade square had been built, along with a new residence for the monarchy of the nation, or empire one might say.

We were in one of those armoured carriers, at least 3 dozen of them, escorted by tanks and other personell from the CSTO coalition force, of which had launched a naval assault 2 weeks ago. We were one of many, the city was surrounded by a loose ring of forces, coded "Thin Pudding" for the small amount. Russian ships were the ones unloading the coalition force. Stockholm was rich with the northern winter feel, aside from the banners carrying the scandanavian emblem.

Our force was to be unloaded at the interchange of the 73 highway and the 229 highway, about a kilometer or two into the city itself, we were going to push through the residential areas surrounding it, flanking the center island and then pushing directly onto it. Knowing that there would be less forces in the city due to the war going on in mainland europe. I'm sure that there will be fighting there for at least 6 months from now, even if the scandanavians surrender.

We were coming around a corner of the highway, where the center island, which had been coded "Imperium" by the commanders of the CSTO coalition for simple reference during combat, could be seen easily. The structure wasnt quite finished, however it would appear that it was suitable for residence of the monarchy. More intimidately, was the forces on the highway, of which led straight into the city center. The building was at least 20 storeys tall.

The squad commanders at the front had given orders to unload forces immediately. Australian squadron 20 (my squadron, about 50-60 people in it) was told to start jumping fences to begin the flanking operation.

I reached over to my left and grabbed my machine gun and slung it over my shoulder. The group was distributed the side-arm SMG and a pistol, along with a knife. Tank fire eurupted from the forward sections, the gunner on top had started firing on forces on the adjacent ditch beside the highway. I jumped out and landed with a loud thud, unslung the machine gun, loaded a magazine. The squadron commander gave orders to engage hostiles in the ditch.

Hiding beside another carrier, we began to filter towards the ditch. I came up to the front of the carrier, and with a loud "LETS GO, MATES!", started booking it towards the next carrier, opening fire on the scandanavian ditch forces, which had fair concealment in the deep snow. When i got the carrier, i put my back against it and began to turn towards them and fire on them. More soldiers began to filter out. Then, the signal to engage opposition forces was given from the gunner on top.

I ran. Adrenaline flooded my body. I held the gun up to my shoulder and looked through the sight and pulled the trigger on some scandanavian bum's head. A spray of blood could be seen on the snow's surface as he fell. 7 of us began to book it to the fence along the right side of the highway, narrowly missing alot of fire from the north. It wasn't a very long ditch, maybe 10 meters from the highway was the fence. I put my boot up to the fence and pushed. The board, along with 2 others fell into the yard, allowing entry into the property. We were under very strict orders to not fire on civillians unless they fire on us. Just to the left was a road, we made our way to the road with very little diffculty, it would appear that the gunmen on the highway had begun to take control of the soldiers, which, i believe have forgotten to say this, were dressed in obvious green camoflauge, unfortunetely along with us, except ours was lighter, a good distinguishing effect.

Our route was through a dense residential area, an aparment complex, across the 229 highway, through a cemetary, around a hospital and straight on to the island.

We took light fire from scandanavians in the cemetary, however the threat was neutralized quickly.

In about 4 hours from the start of the assault, all of the soldiers involved in the flanking met up along the river coastline, about half an hour of waiting afterwards for artillery to be brought in and set up for a shelling on the fortress, which was overpowered in about 2 days. We had set up camp about a kilometer back from the river, it took alot of fire, however our coalition forces managed to hold off attempted re-takings of the area.

I was given the opportunity to be part of a 25,000 man coalition on entering the fortress, fearing my life, i declined.

4 days after the invasion/battle had begun, we had taken stockholm and the monarchy prisoner. All remaining soldiers from the commonwealth 100,000 man force, which numbered now at around 80,000 escorted the high ranking scandanavian politicans, helped escort the captives out of the city.

The city stood in smouldering ruins from vigorous battles and air raids.