The East PacificBoard

Battle of the Levantine Sea

The remnants of the broken and battered Task Force Sword reorganize and stand their ground. Shells, cruise missiles, and torpedoes are fired at the retreating Kilkiran fleet by the remaining destroyers and cruisers. The few remaining submarines in "Sword" move in to cut off the enemy carriers, firing lethal homing torpedoes. Scattered missile boats launch their payloads and attempt more kamikazi ramming attacks. The Levantines know they have a chance. "Sword" moves in to meet the enemy head on once again, this time the attack is less suicidal in nature, but intended to pack a punch. The Levantine ships fire as many projectiles at the enemy as possible at once, hoping to draw more attention to their sector.

"Hammer" fleet also spies victory from the jaws of defeat. Rear Admiral Paul Al-Misr reorganizes his fleet and directs the full force of the attack on the remaining Kilkiran formations. Destroyers and cruisers meet the enemy head on, firing armor piercing shells, cruise missiles, and homing torpedoes. Some even launch marine helicopters from their decks, which head straight for enemy ships with the goal of taking out their weapons. Meanwhile, attack submarines, missile boats, and frigates move alongside the flanks of the enemy formations unleashing devastating broadsides of torpedoes, shells, and lethal anti-ship missiles aimed for the decks of the enemy vessels.

Fighters continue engaging the enemy aircraft in brutal dogfights. Kamikazi attacks are occasionally attempted by well placed jets, but most pilots by now see that these are wasteful. The Levantines have another trick up their sleeves as well:

Pilots above the burning waters spotted the Kilkiran supercarrier in the distance and relayed the information and coordinates to Rear Admiral Misr. With further reports from other Levantine craft, ballistic missile silos along the coast as well as submarines are able to confirm the exact location of the supercarrier. Dozens of stealth cruise missiles are launched and head straight for the supercarrier.

The next day, broadcasted on national television, was a celebratory march and artillery gun salute in honor of the territories coming back into the rightful fold of the Riech.
The artillery gun salute, in typical TDS fashion, used live munitions. And where the guns were aimed... was a hill, was a small, blue, silk wrapped package.
In addition to this, a letter was sent as repost to Alice's own, in hard, straight, monospace sans-serif font.

In regards to Alice Warslayer

You must be aware of how terribly busy of a man I am, especially with the documentation required to return back into the fold. However, I have found the time to review and respond to this audacious request. By your definition of sentience, many animals could be described as sentient. However, one key factor that one must consider in questioning the sapience of an organism is its ability to permanently impact its surrounding.

Therefore, bearing that pivotal thing in mind, the non-human populations within the germanic territories are, for all intensive purposes, sentient. However, the manner of which these creatures are dealt with and treated are not a manner of sentience but that of culture, tradition, and perseverance. And while you make the point of you're own suffering, your people seem perfectly contempt with taking arduous suffering without any sense of repost and vengeance. Where the sacrifices of your brethren all for naught? Their lives in vain? What is to say it won't happen again?

And this is where we have different solutions. Where as my people prioritize the preservation of the community that sustains them, you focus on the individual and them being all nice pretty and tucked up in their dreams. The answer to your "enriching" offer is no.

The next day, broadcasted on national television, was a celebratory march and artillery gun salute in honor of the territories coming back into the rightful fold of the Riech.
The artillery gun salute, in typical TDS fashion, used live munitions. And where the guns were aimed... was a hill, was a small, blue, silk wrapped package.
In addition to this, a letter was sent as repost to Alice's own, in hard, straight, monospace sans-serif font.

In regards to Alice Warslayer

You must be aware of how terribly busy of a man I am, especially with the documentation required to return back into the fold. However, I have found the time to review and respond to this audacious request. By your definition of sentience, many animals could be described as sentient. However, one key factor that one must consider in questioning the sapience of an organism is its ability to permanently impact its surrounding.

Therefore, bearing that pivotal thing in mind, the non-human populations within the germanic territories are, for all intensive purposes, sentient. However, the manner of which these creatures are dealt with and treated are not a manner of sentience but that of culture, tradition, and perseverance. And while you make the point of you're own suffering, your people seem perfectly contempt with taking arduous suffering without any sense of repost and vengeance. Where the sacrifices of your brethren all for naught? Their lives in vain? What is to say it won't happen again?

And this is where we have different solutions. Where as my people prioritize the preservation of the community that sustains them, you focus on the individual and them being all nice pretty and tucked up in their dreams. The answer to your "enriching" offer is no.