Navy

 

The Art of Combat: Resistance has never been combat, that’s a journalists job, for when the politicians go away and lawyers become commanders. No, the work of the jackboot, the field slave, the knife fighter and the noble rifle atop high hill guarding you as if angel, is the term of taking a complex mathematical principle, and dividing its rule among your fellows, so each stage of the commander’s problem, is given to each soldier, saving the exception for the enemy. Remember Saving Private Ryan? What’s a grammar school teacher do at the head of an incoming infantry platoon? Just try to figure out Tom Hanks’ character, after you watch again, hopefully with someone ‘good’, if you like French cane combat grammar.

 

Simplicity of Naval Warfare: The Navy has always been the easiest division, of any military body, to grasp. It is the mysterious and unseen, but the falsely charted, acted upon in a large-scale conflict where groups and sights combine to cause a massive campaign, whether performed by a handful of men defending their hill, or across the Atlantic Ocean by tall ships with cannon’s muster.

Running Assault: Any Naval trained commander, will push his troops into you, with a forward assault, intended to push his own troops backwards until the moment of victory from the line being held. This could happen on the ground, in the sea, or in the air, or as of yet unsighted beyonds, learned from animal raising of a ‘pooch’, a loyal day-glow friend smiling at home. They don’t really like you, but they’re your commander, in the Naval military brigade.

The Line: This is the line of your soldiers and quartermagned forces, from top, north, to bottom, south, with three points to hold throughout the advance into you, before you can destroy the enemy with a devious blow. It could be divided across all over Russia, or simply be a ship’s seahand that’s been found patriotically disloyal, and needs to be put in the bridge. If west to east, it is still top and bottom, with the west as the top, and the east as the bottom.

Center Resolve: If this is the main point, out of three choices, this is the mark to retreat, with your rolling resolve forward featuring inlines backwards by your main force. Your frontal force, needs relievers, your ships and cannons, and your rear force, needs covering fire to move, your slave ship’s antes, your hard dreadnaughts and leviathans, run by lieutenant colonel brig’s men, in the Navy by commanders of wharf’s vessels, and in air by a fighting screen, covering the airbase deployment, or if on carrier (God Help Me), by a launched spigot ship from within the sea, an aircraft cruiser for shoot downs, destroys to severe lines of ‘tight ships’ (aquatic craft), and a ready resolve of ‘forward’ Navy, pontoons and patrol ships, embattered and backed by submarine craft used to scout on the enemy by drawing them on a chase.

Bottom Resource: If the bottom is selected by the enemy, you have been defeated, and peace has to be sued for, lest you wheel into your center from the top, or east to west, instead of west to east, a turning of your line up against the coastal shore of ‘England’, called a tradewind, you’ve lost your quartermaster. This is an impossible position, since your aircraft will be training into you to run, getting them shot down because their Marines (the enemies) will train you at insurgency, instead of their police intelligence doing so, a ‘police action’ necessary for a larger force movement, a cross-star, a helix with two Naval flotillas active, as brigging troops, to flush out an enemy movement of politics and place them into your hand.

Top Resolve Requarter: The stench of victory, of requartered bases, the classic and famous Moscow drive. You’ve fallen back to your northern or western unit, and now your line holds as if stiff, the running retreat over, and now a capitulation of your sense of front, instead taking line holding as a bageled movement, of intensive scrutiny as to the enemy advance, now in their own running retreat, except consolidating. You’ve harassed the enemy into standing against your bottom groove, and a running right bracket is on them, for a left shelverhold, or if top bottom down north, the term for an injunction (west to east is used), you have a push upwards, or if they’re below you, an assault to the north, their convex of shape on the matched tango, the tarantella, as Nietzsche would call it, one of his rare contributions to war (the taking of The Kingdom of Italy, as he dreamed, as a French Napoleonic trooper instead of a mere orderly in a ‘sushi brine’, as he called it, the bonesaws tent working his Prussian music contract for the post-War period).