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Merge Merits: My New Year's Endeavor
Understanding what shapes a human, and communicating successfully. 2023 was only partly successful for me, therefore I will walk a new path in 2024. Fiction novels failed me, so I will walk the path of non-fiction. That’ll comprise a book, webinars, and a consulting business. It’ll be about the philosophy I developed from my life’s experience: international, intercultural, interdisciplinary, and…

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#business consulting#cross-divisional#Eastern mentality#intercultural#interdisciplinary#international#interpersonal#leadership training#mediation#Merge Merits#philosophy#psychological non-fiction#team building#Western mentality#Yuki Carlsson
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smiley otter — DAL vs NYR — 01.07.24
#hockey#stars#dallas stars#jake oettinger#since we're mostly dealing with the 'tye felhaber maybe riding on the back of golf-themed otter-otter' side of his mask in this shot#i've been idly wondering how he felt about tye getting called up to make his debut with colorado a couple weeks back#like if tye had stayed up then otter would've had a divisional rival on his mask which i feel like?? would be a first in the league maybe??#BUT if that's how it had played out then as recompense#av-wedgie should've had to put the robotter doodles back on HIS mask to even out the stars-avs cross-team bestie goalie mask thing#also unrelated to all of that#which was unrelated to the gifs#i love how smiley & giggly he gets watching replays of saves or near-misses and whatever else during games#he didn't have The Most Hot first period tonight & people on twitter are always being MEAN to him. but he stays silly 😌#z:edit
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Henri Edmond Cross (b. 1856 - 1910)
The lake in the Bois de Boulogne, 1899
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This painting, titled Lavender, is by the French Neo-Impressionist H. E. Delacroix, otherwise known as Henri-Edmond Cross (20 May 1856 – 16 May 1910). For this painting, he used Divisionism, where small dots of colour are placed next to each other on the canvas instead of mixing colours on the palette. This creates a more vibrant effect.
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Fantasy Guide to the Army

I have been asked to do this post for quite a long while and I finally got around to it. This guide is a basic guide, you may need to do further research into specific armies across the world. Armies are a necessary part to any world building, so what do we need to know about them?
(PS I had planned to include air force and navy but I am just one person and I cut myself, and the read more link, some slack)
Ranks

Field Marshal (FM) The Field Marshal is the highest rank of within the Army. The rank of Field Marshal was often granted in times of war (a general must have committed an act of valour, i.e. a victory). The rank can sometimes be used as a divisional command rank or brigade command. The UK, Austria-Hungary, Afghanistan, Germany, India, and Pakistan use the rank as a reward for achievement. Spain and Mexico use it for divisional command while countries such as Portugal, France and Brazil for use it for brigade command. The rank of Field Marshal is a "five star" position. The rank does not exist in the US army. They are addressed as Field Marshal Surname. Their insignia is two crossed batons surrounded by yellow leaves set under a crown.
General (Gen.) A General is the commanding officer of an army or army corps. It is currently the highest rank granted in most armies today, it is a 4 star position. A General is in charge of commanding large units, they are in charge of making strategic decisions for the army, oversee major military operations, manage the needs of the army. They are addressed as General Surname. Their insignia is four stars (US, France, Germany, Russia) and a sword and baton crossed under a crown and a star (UK). Lieutenant General (Lt.Gen) Lieutenant General commands an army corps or a division (tens of thousands of soldiers). They are also involved in strategic planning. They also hold positions within the Ministry of Defence/Equivalents. They would often serve as advisers to the government and aid Generals. It is a 3 star position and they addressed as Lieutenant General Surname. Their insignia is three stars (US, Germany, France, Russia) and a crossed sword and baton under a crown (UK)
Major General (Maj.Gen) Major General is a general officer in the army, responsible for leading and operational roles. They would command divisions of tens of thousands of soldiers. They support the officers above them, helping with strategy, executing the strategy, oversee the training of their units. They are addressed as Major General Surname. They are a 2 star position. Their insignia is a crossed sword and baton with a star (UK) and two stars (US, Germany, Russia, France). Brigadier General (Brig.Gen) Brigadier General is a one-star general officer in the army. They command brigades (3,000 to 5,000 soldiers), assisting Major Generals in tactical planning and coordination of operations. They are addressed as Brigadier General Surname. Their insignia is one star (Russia, Germany, US,), two silver stars (France) and s crown and three stars (for the UK, stars are known as pips). Colonel (Col) Colonels command brigades of about (3,000 to 5,000 soldiers), they are senior staff officers who both provide leadership to their units which are sometimes specialised agencies, such as task forces. Colonels are addressed as Colonel Surname. A silver eagle (US), a pair of diamond pips under a crown (UK), three silver pips upon shoulder braid with silver braid (Germany), three gold pips on a shoulder board with golden braid (France and Russia). Major (Maj) Majors command units of around 120 officers. They are in charge of the training and welfare of their soldiers, administrative duties within the barracks and within their unit. They are the primary staff officer in brigades. They assist superior officers in planning and executing missions and tactical plans. The Major is referred to as Major Surname. Their insignia is 2 gold stars on a shoulder board with golden braid (Russia, France) 2 silver pips on a shoulder board with silver braid (Germany), a crown (UK), a golden oak leaf (US)
Captain (Cpt) Captains lead companies usually around 50-200 soldiers. They are often the second officer in a company working alongside a superior officer. They are responsible for operations in the field such as ensuring equipment is kept up to date and in good condition, offering logistic support, and managing their troops. Captains are addressed as Captain Surname. Their insignia is two silver bars (US), three pips (UK), three silver pips on a shoulder board with silver braid (Germany), three golden pips on a shoulder board with gold braid (France, Russia) Lieutenant (Lt) Lieutenants command a platoon (about 30 odd soldiers). They are in charge of overseeing the training and discipline of their soldiers along with ensuring their welfare. They will participate in missions under the command of a superior. Lieutenants are addressed as Lieutenant Surname. Their insignia is two golden stars on a shoulder board with gold braid (Russia, France), two silver pips on a shoulder board with silver braid (Germany), two pips (UK), one silver bar (US) Second Lieutenant (2/Lt) The Second Lieutenant leads smaller units, working with enlisted soldiers. They are crucial in the training of soldiers, they maintaining personnel records and manage the resources needed for a mission or the units welfare. They would be addressed in conversation as Lieutenant but referred to as Second Lieutenant in dispatches and in correspondence. Their insignia is one gold bar (US), one pip (UK), one silver pip on a shoulder board with silver braid (Germany), one gold pip on a shoulder board with gold braid (Russia, France)
Enlisted Men
Warrant Officer 1st Class (1/WO)This is the most senior non-commissioned rank. They focus on discipline, prisoners, ammunition supplies and various technical and non-combatant services. In the UK, they often hold the rank of Regimental Sergeant Majors (RSMs) and are appointed by the Secretary of State Defence while in the US, the Secretary of the Army appoints them. They are addressed as Mr/Ms/Mrs Surname or Chief. Their insignia is one silver bar and a black square (US), the royal coat of arms (UK), four silver pips on a shoulder board with silver braid (Germany), three gold chevrons and a gold star (France), two gold stars on a shoulder board with golden braid (Russia) Warrant Officer 2nd Class (2/WO) The Warrant Officer Second Class would do similar jobs as the WO1, but they handle the below regimental section. Warrant Officer Class 1 (WO1). WO2s can be referred to as Company Sergeant Majors (CSMs) or Squadron Sergeant Majors (SSMs) (depending on their unit). They take roles within training, discipline and aiding the Warrant Officer Class 1 (WO1). Addressed as CSMs/SSMs and as Mr./Mrs/Ms. Their insignia is one gold star on a shoulder board with gold braid (Russia), Three golden chevrons (France), three silver pips on a shoulder board with silver braid (Germany), crown (UK), silver bar with two squares (US). Sergeant (Sgt)The Sergeant are responsible for the soldiers under their command. They oversee their team, acting as mentors and supervisors to their soldiers. Sergeants are over a squad of 10 soldiers. They are responsible them, from performance, prepare them for combat and their needs. They are addressed as Sergeant Surname. Their insignia is three chevrons (US, UK), two silver pips on a shoulder board with silver pips (Germany), two golden chevrons (France) and three golden chevrons (Russia). Corporal (Cpl)Corporals lead small squads of soldiers, no more than . Corporals are in charge of the training of their soldiers and ensuring that they are up to standard. They handle all the paperwork for their squad such as records. Corporals will accompany their soldiers on missions, leading patrols and overseeing their soldiers in the field. They are usually responsible for large pieces of equipment. They are addressed as Corporal Surname. Their insignia two chevrons (US, UK), one silver pips with shoulder board with a silver braid (Germany), two gold chevron (France, Russia). Lance Corporal (L.Cpl)Lance Corporals help Corporals lead their teams, acting as their second in command. They are in charge of disciplining, mentoring and leading their squads. They are also in charge of large weapons. They are addressed as Lance Corporal Surname. Their insignia one golden chevron (Russia, France), none/one silver pip (Germany), one chevron (UK) and one chevron with crossed rifles (US) Private (Pte)Privates are the lowest rank in the army. They will have just come out of training with the basic skills of a soldier. Privates are given tasks by superior officers, must obey the orders given and are usually given the more hands-on tasks, such as maintenance of weapons and their camp. They are addressed as Private Surname. Their insignia is one chevron/none (US), no insignia (UK, France, Russia, Germany).
Non-Commissioned Officers vs Commissioned Officers
You may have often heard the term "non-commissioned officer" if you have ever watched any war media. The difference is that Commissioned Officers receive their rank via a formal document signed by a high-ranking official, such as the monarch or a political leader. The Commissioned Officers are usually Lieutenants, Colonels, Generals, Captains, Majors. They are responsible for giving orders and making decisions. Non-Commissioned Officers are promoted from the enlisted ranks, gaining their promotion on skills alone. They are in charge of discipline, training and carrying out orders. They are usually ranked among Corporals and Sergeants.
Jobs within the Army

No army is just made up of officers and their soldiers. An army is like a town on the move, there are hundreds of different tasks that must be undertaken to ensure the army is fed, transported, kept in line and kept equipped.
Medic: Medics are the first responders for wounded soldiers, they administer first aid, medication and medical care to the soldiers in their unit. Medics are usually NCOs.
Chaplain: Is a soldier with some religious or spiritual calling that administers last rites, confession, spiritual guidance and solace for soldiers. They will see to soldiers of all creeds and faiths.
Artillery Crew: The Artillery Crew handle the maintenance and inventory of artillery weapons and related equipment. NCOs with training in the handling of artillery.
Military Police: The Military Police are force within the army that keep soldiers in line, maintain order and arrest any soldier caught doing a crime on the job. Always NCOs.
Intelligence: This is the information post, which involves fact gathering, recording and study of information needed by the army to mobilise.
Quartermaster: The quartermaster manages the distribution and gathering of all the things needed for the army from uniforms to equipment for the soldier's packs. Usually NCOs.
Mess Officer: The Mess Officer oversees the Mess Hall, managing the staff as they cook and prepare the army's meals. The Mess Officer would also be in charge of budgeting, inventory, health and safety and providing meals timely. Usually an officer, Captains and Lieutenants.
Adjutant: Is an officer who acts as an assistance to a superior officer taking on secretarial duties such as paperwork and arranging their diary. Usually a Captain or a Major.
Combat Engineer: The Combat Engineer is in charge of maintaining and building fortifications. NCOs with specialised skills in the field.
Logistics: Logistic Specialists handle the supplies, equipment and arranging transportation. NCOs.
Armourer: The armourer is in charge of weapons and ammunition. They handle any repairs needed and see to the safe storing of these valuable items. NCOs.
Communications Specialist: These Specialists handle communications, the communication equipment and its maintenance. NCOs usually with previous experience or training.
Mechanics: Mechanics are in charge of the maintenance of vehicles and machinery. They handle repairs, do check ups, offer support in the field and ensure everything is in good shape. NCOs with training and skills in the area.
Equipment

The soldiers will not be going into any situation without equipment - at least, not at first. Equipment is like gold dust in the field, especially if a unit is within enemy territory or the supply chain cannot be relied upon. Soldiers may often turn to thievery in order to resupply themselves with ammunition, weapons, supplies and even boots. In WWII, the newly formed company the Special Air Service - the SAS - actually raided their allies for supplies.
The soldier would carry essential supplies when they are first deployed. These would include (may vary):
Flasks/Canteen: Or some sort of drinking container. A soldier will need to hydrate if they don't wish to die-dydrate on a long march. They may also carry water purification chemicals such as iodine.
First Aid Kits: All soldiers will carry the basics of a first aid kit. This would include bandages, gauze, burn ointment, tourniquet, pain relief (not the good stuff), scissors and tweezers.
Knife: It is always handy to have something to cut things with.
Gun Cleaning Tools: Soldiers will have the equipment to care for their weapons. An uncared for weapon is an invitation for death.
Ammunition: A soldier would carry ammunition with them.
Entrenching Equipment: Something to dig with, usually a collapsible shovel.
Rations: Soldiers may often carry some sort of food with them, usually of the preserved kind.
Some form of shelter: Soldiers may carry something to shelter themselves such as a sleeping bag, a tent, a blanket.
Signal Mirror: Soldiers carry signal mirrors to send visual signals to communicate with others.
Toiletries: Basic hygiene items.
Weaponry

Soldiers will not only just need equipment to survive on the field. Soldiers will carry all sorts of weapons on them. It was up to the soldier to care for the weapon and ensure it is up to scratch. Ammunition, of course, doesn’t grow on trees and nor do weapons. Weapons and ammunition like supply I mentioned above could often be “liberated” from the enemy or even unwitting allies. Every soldier will carry:
A rifle: This is the long-range weapon carried by almost all soldiers. They will use this in combat, especially if fighting from a fixed position.
A handgun or a pistol: Most soldiers will carry a secondary gun. These guns are useful in tight spaces or close combat.
Bayonet: A knife or blade that is attached to the rifle. This allows a soldier to stab the enemy with their rifle.
Combat Knife: A knife used in combat.
Mortar: This is a short-barrelled artillery piece. It is used to fire shells at steep angles.
Hand Grenades: These are handheld explosives carried by soldiers. They have a delayed fuse, meaning that they are useful as both a long-range weapon and as a close-range weapon – one could leave one behind as a present. They are typically activated by pulling the pin, flinging it away from the body, toward the enemy and denoted.
Uniforms

Above in rankings, we went through the insignia which is the symbols on one's uniform that denotes your rank and place in the hierarchy of things. Soldiers will be inspected every day to ensure their uniforms are up to standard and will face the wrath of superiors if their uniforms are unkempt and their appearance not up to the mark. Every private learns how to shine their own boots, sort out their own uniforms and are responsible for looking their best. There are different kinds of uniform for a soldier.
Casual Uniform: This uniform is comprised of a more casual uniform, made up of a tunic/shirt, trousers and boots. Certain units will wear caps and berets denoting their unit and rank as well. Combat Uniform: This is worn on the field. It will often reflect the climate the soldier is going into, so will be light and heavy depending on the weather. A soldier would wear a combat jacket, trousers, wear a helmet, wear their identification tags/dog tags. These would be in mute colours, usually khaki or camouflage. Service Dress Uniform: This is worn during official duties and formal events. It comprises of a dress shirt, tie, peaked cap/beret, creased trousers and a jacket with their insignia, unit symbols and medals. Dress Uniform: This is worn during very formal ceremonies. A formal jacket pinned with ribbons, embroidered insignia and the medals of their achievements and commendations, creased trousers, dress shirt and tie, polished shoes and a formal hat cap/beret.
Life of a soldier (On Base and in the Field)

Soldiers on active duty will be expected to manage many tasks, not just firing at the enemy or storming enemy beaches. Soldiers are expected to fulfil maintenance work, defence, offence, administrative duties (if needed), engineering and communications.
On Base: A soldier’s day will be planned right down to the second. They will get up at a certain time, have an allotted time to get ready and tidy up their bunk, report to various drills and participate and have a list of duties to undertake within the day. These duties involve maintenance on base, helping with any office work, guarding and patrolling, doing specialised tasks such as helping in the infirmary. Most privates will do the grunt work, anything hands on or labour intensive while officers will see to training soldiers or paperwork or supply management.
In the Field: The life of a soldier in the field wasn’t as regimented as on base – it can’t be, since most soldiers won’t have the exact same day especially in battle or marching from place to place. But every soldier will have certain duties to undertake. Of course, fighting will be included, some soldiers would take it in shifts to man a fixed position or to engage the enemy or to participate in missions into new or enemy territory. Soldiers would take their place “out on the line”, patrolling the edges of their camp to ensure they can’t be crept up on. Soldiers will erect camp every night they aren’t marching which includes the putting up of tents, digging of latrine pits, building fortifications. Soldiers not out on the line or engaging the enemy will spend their time at camp either helping in the mess hall, in the infirmary or keeping the camp ship-shape. Soldiers may often be sent out to “forage” (*cough, cough* steal) whatever they need such as food.
The Realities of the Army

Good vs Evil. Yes, sometimes the army are the heroes. But in reality, war is a grey area. No army in the world is wholly bad or innocent. Every single army on earth has committed war crimes and every army has had to make decisions which some would find morally reprehensible. The point is that painting an army as the good guys or the bad guys in your narrative can’t work because it isn’t realistic. You can of course highlight these issues by the actions of a few soldiers while still retaining the antagonists and the heroes. You can of course pit the ideals of both sides in a war together, to firmly push your reader toward the good guys vs the bad guys. But the reality is a simple one: all armies kill, all armies steal and all armies destroy.
Civilian vs Soldier: The Reality Civilians suffer at the hands of their own army as well as the enemy. Civilians often had to deal with soldiers taking their crops, livestock and overtaking their homes in searches for food, shelter and resources. Enemy civilians would also put up with pillaging, looting and in some cases death, assault and sexual abuse. It is of course against protocol to harm civilians but things do happen in theatres of war.
The Army vs the Soldier
While the army expects a lot out of the soldier as an induvial, the army can often fall short of their duties to that soldier. This can be unintentional, for example supplies can get lost or stolen. But there are instances where soldiers and their needs are sacrificed for the greater good. They maybe passed over for supplies or reinforcements for another unit. They may be placed in difficult circumstances without any hope of relief. They may not have the equipment needed to fight their battle or stay alive. Sometimes, armies even shot their own soldiers for insubordination, ex. In WW1, many soldiers on all sides were shot by their own for “cowardice” – this may have been the case, but some cases involved soldiers who were suffering from PTSD.
Choice vs Obligation vs Threat Why do soldiers fight? What makes somebody join the army? Sometimes it is the search of opportunity, of a place, of rank and a purpose. But sometimes, going to war isn’t the choice of the soldier. Drafts and conscription make military service compulsory for certain age groups and genders. In peacetime, soldiers are enlisted voluntarily in most armies while some countries have compulsory service time even in times of peace. In some wars, criminals in prison were offered the chance to serve in the war as penance for their crimes. There are of course instances when one is threatened or forced into an armed force.
The Effects of War on the Soldier War changes people. The things soldiers see and have to do within war and training will inevitably change them as people. Sometimes, the change is positive, the army has been named by many people as the thing that straightened them out and have them structure. The army sometimes allows soldiers to travel and gain access to opportunities and education that they may never have had access to before. But undeniably, war has negatives effects on soldiers and civilians. Soldiers may suffer from PTSD, depression, suicidal thoughts and feel a disconnect between themselves and their old lives. Soldiers often find it hard to return to their life after the war, especially in radically different settings with people who don’t understand what they have been through. This can lead to substance abuse issues, alcoholism, problems with the law and troubles within relationships among family and romantic partners. Soldiers of course can get injuries while in war or even in training. Loss of limbs, damage to the brain and other organs, broken bones, burns, shrapnel injuries and of course gunshot wounds are all common. Soldiers often get ill while in the field, such illnesses including typhoid, hypothermia, trench foot, dysentery, malaria, pneumonia etc. These are caused by the close living quarters and the often-sub-standard living conditions. Soldiers would often be at risk for pests such as lice and fleas because of their living conditions. Soldiers may often face problems with nutrition, might suffer from dehydration and starvation especially if supplies are scarce.
The Geneva Convention

Your world may not include the Geneva Convention, may pre-date the Geneva Convention or Geneva may not be a place within your WIP, but I include this here so you might have a fair idea about the “rules” of modern warfare. This is just a brief version.
Medical personnel are not to be specifically targeted in operations.
Medical facilities and equipment is not be targeted in operations
Any wounded soldiers or civilians are to be treated, despite allegiance.
Prisoners cannot be tortured or harmed in any way
Prisoners must be fed, well-kept and treated for any injury
Prisoners are not under obligation to tell their captors anything but their name, rank and other personal information – this is so they can be recorded and all information must be recorded and sent to the captured soldier's officers
Prisoners must be allowed to communicate with family and friends.
Prisoners have the right to receive any packages or mail.
Prisoners have the right to access the services of the Red Cross, who cannot be prevented from visiting and inspecting them
Prisoners who are seriously wounded or ill must be released
Any religious figures are to be captured and released as soon as possible
Soldiers cannot take hostages, they cannot pillage, they cannot take slaves.
Soldiers must abstain from humiliating and degrading any captured soldiers or civilians.
Reprisals against civilians and other soldiers are forbidden.
Group punishment is not permitted (Yes, that one teacher did break the Geneva Convention)
Prisoners can be tried by their captors, but they are entitled to a fair trial.
All POWs shall be released at the end of conflict
At sea, hospital ships cannot engage in war.
Any shipwrecked crew on a ship must be rescued despite allegiance.
Children, pregnant women, mothers with very young children, the elderly, the sick and wounded who are imprisoned for a long time, must be released as soon as possible.
Surrendering soldiers, civilians and civilians who participate in acts against an army cannot be harmed and must be taken alive.
The use of weapons to cause suffering, say a non-fatal wound or mutilation is prohibited.
It outlaws indiscriminate attacks on civilian populations and destruction of food, water and other materials needed for survival.
The destruction of resources that could affect the population such as poisoning the water supply is not permitted.
Certain infrastructure cannot be destroyed or targeted. This includes dams and nuclear stations. Cultural landmarks and religious landmarks are also to be spared.
Recruitment of children into the armed forces is prohibited.
The use of certain symbols such as the Red Cross in order to deceive the enemy is prohibited.
Civilians who do not take part in combat are to be treated respectfully. They are protected from violence from soldiers.
Children and vulnerable people are top-priority to be evacuated to safe havens as soon as possible. All efforts will be made to reunite them with family.
The targeting of civilians and anything that sustains their well-being such as food sources is prohibited.
Military Terminology

This is by no means a full list but these are the most commonly used terms.
Boots on the ground – to physically be in a location
Inspection - a superior officer takes formal note of appearance, condition of living area and weapons.
Drill – a practise in various manoeuvres, marches, procedures
Pass - leave to have some free time, sometimes off base.
Off base - away from military barracks
Tour of duty – the period of time which an action is completed in.
Civvies – Civilian clothing
Detail - a specific task undertaken by a unit or soldier
Mess hall - dining facility
Latrine - toilet
Latrine duty - digging a Latrine pit or cleaning the facility
Flanking - Attacking an enemy formation from the sides
Envelopment - surrounding the enemy from multiple sides
Penetration - breaking past the enemy’s front lines
Reconnaissance by Fire - Firing at positions that may be occupied by the enemy to provoke them into returning fire (so you know where they are)
Ambush - Attacking from concealed position
Retreat - go back the way you came (DO NOT COLLECT €200)
Feigned Retreat - Pretending to retreat and then attacking the enemy
Perimeter - boundary of fortified area
No Man's Land - the space between front lines
Contact line - where opposing sides meet to fight
Supply line - the route the supplies get from base to the field.
Front line - the furthest out troops are place on the line, this is where the most intense fighting happens
Barracks - sleeping quarters in base
Foxhole - a dug position in the ground
Combatant: A person actively engaged in fighting.
Non-combatant: A person not engaged in a conflict.
Civilian: Somebody who is not a member of any military unit.
Militia: Civilians who are armed and trained to fight.
Guerrilla: Small, independent units that takes up arms against an armed force. Very effective.
Saboteur: Somebody who deliberately sabotages equipment and supplies.
Spy: Somebody who gathers information about the enemy.
Operative: A soldier who carries out a specific task.
Mercenary: A soldier for hire
Contractor: A person or a group of people who are hired to provide advice, services and additional support to the army and their operations.
Conscription: Compulsory enlistment.
Enlistment: Joining the army.
Exercise: Simulated military practises or manoeuvres for training.
War game: Simulated war fare for training.
Mission: The operation.
Objective/Target: The objective of the mission.
Campaign: Multiple operations.
Down Range – being within the combat zone
In-Country – being within in a war zone
Quarters – can mean one of two things either it is a medic's order to stay in the camp or barracks or military family housing.
Squared away - to fix
Siege: Where one army sits outside a fortified town or position and tries to claim it.
Convoy: A large group of vehicles such as trucks, jeeps and tanks travel together. It is harder to target more than one vehicle.
Escort: More vehicles and soldiers who accompany a convoy.
Strike/Assault: Attacking the enemy.
Counterattack: An attack to respond to a previous attack
Rear: Behind the formation
Front: Before the formation.
Line: The formation.
Column: The formation in a line.
Formation: The arrangement of soldiers
Deployment: Soldiers moving to a position.
Redeployment: Sending soldiers to another position.
Mobilization: Readying soldiers, their supplies and equipment for deployment.
Demobilization: The disbanding of soldiers after an operation.
Reserve: Soldiers and equipment held back. This is usually to conserve soldiers and supplies for emergencies or shortages.
Reinforcement: More soldiers and equipment sent to the soldiers on the line to bulster their efforts.
Casualty: Death, injury, missing.
KIA: Killed in action.
MIA: Missing in action.
Surrender: Yielding to the enemy.
Ceasefire: An agreement to cease hostilities.
Armistice: A temporary stay of fighting.
Battalion: A large unit of soldiers. Usually in the range of 300 upwards to 800 or so soldiers.
Regiment: A unit made up of several battalions.
Division: A military unit (10,000-20,000)
Corps: A unit, (20,000-50,000)
Theatre: The place where military operations are undertaken.
Engagement: A battle or a conflict with the enemy.
Manoeuvre: Planned movement.
Logistics: The planning of moving soldiers and equipment to soldiers.
Ordnance: Supplies.
Artillery: Large-calibre firearms.
Infantry: Soldiers who fight on foot.
Reconnaissance: Gaining information about the enemy and their positions.
Tactical: Planning and implementation the military strategies.
Strategic: Planning and directing strategies.
Operational: The following through of military operations.
Command/Control: The authority to direct military operations.
Communications: The passing of information between units, base and HQ.
HQ: Head Quarters
Intelligence: Information about the enemy
Counterintelligence: Preventing the enemy from gaining information about the army, such as the famous Operation Mincemeat.
Camouflage: The use of material or paint to hide oneself from one’s enemy.
Fortification: Defensive structure
Entrenchment: Digging trenches or foxholes.
Garrison: Military station.
Bivouac: A temporary camp, but this camp is without no cover. This means no tents or shelter.
Dog Tags - Metal identification tags worn by soldiers
Patrol: Soldiers will leave camp or their positions to walk within their boundaries
Raid: Attacking on the enemy’s position.
Zero Dark Thirty - Early as fuck, from 0100 hrs to sunrise.
Copy - I understand
Unit - can mean any organisation in the military
Platoon - a section within a company made up of 30-50 soldiers
Contact - Engaging with the enemy
Tactically Acquired - Stolen
Squad - a smaller faction of a company
CO - Commanding officer
XO - second in command
Hang Fire - wait for the next set of orders
Demilitarized Zone - a place that is no go for military equipment, weapons and soldiers
AWOL - Absent without leave
PT - Physical Training
Skivvies - ones undergarments
Active Duty - Full time duty in active service
As You Were - Go back doing whatever you were doing or standing how you were standing
BOLO - Be on the Lookout
CP - checkpoint
Bunk - Bed
Ruck - backpack
Smoked - physical punishment for an infraction.
Zone of Action - a specific part of the tactical area.
About face - a manoeuvre where a someone or a group turn to face the opposite direction.
POW - Prisoner of War
POW Camp - facility to house POWs
Halt - stop marching/moving
Present Arms - salute, typically by presenting one's weapon or raising the right hand to the forehead
Parade Rest - stand with one's feet shoulder-width apart, hands folded behind their back
Fall out - break formation
Fall in - get into formation
At ease - stand in a more relaxed position
Attention - stand upright, heels together, back straight, shoulders back, arms at the sides.
Books and Media I recommend
Band of Brothers (HBO, Limited Series)
Beyond Band of Brothers by Dick Winters
Band of Brothers by Stephen Ambrose
M*A*S*H
The Unwomanly Face of War by Svetlana Alexievich
Lady Death: The Memoirs of Stalin's Sniper by Lyudmila Pavlichenko
The Six Triple Eight
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Wrapped Around Your Finger
Happy Birthday to my friends @ouiouimochi and @hoshinasblade. Here is a lil bday fic I wrote for yall. Love youuuu!
After two years of dating, you thought you knew almost everything that there was to know about Soshiro Hoshina. You thought you knew the way he took his coffee, how early he liked to get up, how many laps he liked to do as a warm-up; he was a man of routine and you had his routine memorized. So you thought there were no more surprises in store for you.
But then, one day, at a particularly monotonous cross-divisional meeting, your beloved Soshiro had nothing better to do than fidget with the ring he’d stolen from your pointer finger and when the meeting ended, before he bounded out the back door, eager for escape from his boredom, he casually slipped your ring back onto your finger.
He was long gone before you could confront him about the fact that he put the ring on the wrong goddamn finger.
You sat in the conference room, stunned, just staring at the gem on your ring finger, just wondering if he’d known what he’d done, just wondering if he was the type of man to drop subtle clues like this or if the nonchalant manner in which he’d done it should’ve hinted that he had no such thoughts on his mind.
In the span of a few seconds, with this one single action, he’d consumed your every waking moment. Did this mean something to him? Did he secretly have a proposal up his sleeve? Or did he just pick a finger, any finger, to deposit the ring on? Did he even look when he put the ring on? If you asked him about it, would you get nothing more than a chuckle and a disbelieving shake of his head? You spent hours trying to decipher the puzzle that he’d laid out for you, piecing together every bit of information that you knew about him. And after two years, you realized it still wasn’t enough. You wondered if any amount of time with him could’ve prepared you for the shock -and the joy- of him gracing your ring finger with a ring. You wondered if he was laughing to himself somewhere, giddy about all the turmoil he’d caused. You wondered if you were overthinking this, if maybe he hadn’t thought about his action at all. Years of knowing the man, and suddenly you knew nothing about him. At this point, the only thing you were certain of was that you were never taking the ring off again, at least not until he replaced it with his own. And if that took years, you could both laugh about this silly situation together later.
But for now, you decided to enlist the help of your friends.
Pretty soon Okonogi, Nakanoshima, Shinonome, and even Captain Ashiro began to file through the doors of the conference room- the same conference in which you’d had your earlier meeting, the same conference room that you still had not left since the incident.
Ashiro cleared her throat. “Alright, troops. It is 1500 hours and the meeting to decide what on God’s green earth is going on in Hoshina’s brain has commenced. I’m handing the spotlight over to our number one data analyst, Konomi Okonogi- take it away. What have you got for us?”
Okonogi pushed her glasses up in all seriousness. “Thank you, Captain. Let’s review the facts. At 1200 hours, the aforementioned suspect placed a ring, an object with marital ties, on the victim’s ring finger when it had previously been located on the victim’s index finger. Now the question is, would someone as disciplined as the Vice Captain knowingly engage in this act, aware of all that it could perpetrate? Now my gut tells me that because the Vice Captain is well versed in traditional customs having been raised in a traditional household, there is no denying that he would have to know the implication behind placing a ring on the ring finger and therefore, did it on purpose. Do I hear any arguments?”
Shinonome raised her hand. “Look, I don’t know the guy as well as the rest of you, but isn’t it possible that maybe he’s just a dude and didn’t remember which finger he took the ring from? And did anyone else see that he was rushing out the door? Maybe he just picked one at random, in a hurry to get out.” She concluded, shrugging.
Nakanoshima shook her head. “Have you ever thought that maybe he was just making it seem like he was rushing out the door so that when he quickly shoved the ring on, it would seem less obvious that he had intended to put it on her ring finger all along? I mean, the Vice Captain is like a child sometimes, but I’ve never seen him fidget before. Maybe he took the ring from her in the first place, under the guise of fidgeting, always intending to put it on her ring finger.”
Okonogi frowned. “But now that you mention his childish behavior, would the same man who proposed allowing Kafka into the Third Division merely as ‘comedic relief’ really be capable of masterminding such a plot? Nakanoshima clearly didn’t like the thought of her argument being disproved, because she was already standing up out of her chair, fired up for another round of debate. “But what if he wants you to think him childish, to think him incapable of devising this scheme, are we really going to let him get away with this on a technicality?”
“Here’s a thought- why don’t you just ask him?” Shinonome voiced aloud.
All chatter silenced as everyone’s eyes blazed their way through her skull.
She coughed. “Okay. So that’s a resounding no. And why aren’t we asking him?”
“Because we’re smart enough to figure this out on our own,” Nakanoshima argued.
“Because we don’t want to make things awkward in their relationship if we’re wrong.” Okonogi chimed in.
“Because I don’t want to get laughed at.” You finished.
Ashiro nodded thoughtfully. “You all bring up valid points. How about we revisit the topic from the beginning, start fresh, start with what we know for a fact.”
You sighed, exasperated, “We already did that earlier, and look where it got us. It got us nowhere.”
“But it doesn’t hurt to try again. Maybe we missed something the first time. Come on, don’t give up, let’s figure this out together. We’ve got all night, after all.” Ashiro said encouragingly.
“I just don’t understand- what is going on in his head? Does he even know how much time this is taking up??” As soon as you said the words, something clicked in your brain.
“Captain Ashiro, how are you available right now?”
Ashiro blinked, not understanding your meaning. “I’m sorry, could you explain what you mean by that?”
“You’re a Captain. You’re always busy. And yet, you just… came when I called. Almost immediately.”
Ashiro blushed, “That’s because we’re good friends and I wanted to help.”
You stepped closer to her, eyes like a hawk, examining every inch of her reactions. “Yeah, but you said you had all night. This just happened today, how could you have cleared your schedule for the entire night? Unless you knew this was going to happen.”
She rolled her eyes, but all you could focus on was the shift of her gaze away from yours. “That’s ridiculous, I have the night free because I wanted to have the night free. Because, as you mentioned, I’m the Captain and I’m always busy so I needed a night off to rest. Now I’m wasting my free time trying to help you, and here you are, accusing me of masterminding this whole operation.”
You raised an eyebrow. “Well? Are you?”
All eyes stared at her expectantly.
“No, of course I’m not.” She scoffed, crossing her arms.
“Where’s Soshiro?” You asked, starting to feel a burst of adrenaline in your chest.
She shifted her stance. “I don’t know. How would I know?”
“You always know. He’s your Vice Captain; it’s your job to know. What if you need him?”
The girls had started to pick up on what you were insinuating and soon, you’d all formed a circle around poor Captain Ashiro.
If she could’ve traded this situation in for a battlefield, she would’ve in a heartbeat. She’d never had close girl friends growing up, and she wasn’t used to this kind of peer pressure. She could look a Kaiju dead in the eye and show no fear, but four girls with expectant eyes? It was only a matter of time before she caved in.
“Ashiro, come on, we’re all good friends, you said so yourself, right? Tell us the juicy gossip. What’s going on with Hoshina? Where’s he at? What’s he doing?” Nakanoshima inched closer.
“Yeah, Captain, it’s just us. You can tell us, we won’t tell Hoshina.” Okonogi made her way beside Nakanoshima.
“You know something, don’t you, Captain Ashiro? What is it that you know?” Shinonome questioned, joining the fray.
You didn’t even have to say a single word more, your friends had done enough.
One helpless look at you and soon, Ashiro was sighing, slumping into a chair as she massaged the stress-induced wrinkles out of her forehead. “I suppose this is why you’re a Platoon Leader, Y/N. Nothing gets past you.” She looked at her watch. “Oh well, he better be ready by now. It’s about time anyway. He’s at the pier.”
You saluted her. Then, for extra measure, gave her a wink. “Knew I could count on you, thanks Captain!” And with that, you took off running.
Your lungs ached and the salt-stained air stung your cheeks as you made your way closer to the ocean, but you pressed on, desperate to find him. You reached the pier as the sun started to dip below the horizon. For a moment, you thought you’d misunderstood which pier she’d meant, as the lights had been dimmed and this particular pier, which was always active and bustling with crowds, had suddenly fallen quiet.
Then something caressed your ankle, fluttering by as you stepped onto the boardwalk. It was a flower petal. And another. And another. After following the trail of petals, all the lights along the boardwalk flickered back on, music floating through the air, the scent of fresh food riding the breeze, as though they’d known you were coming.
And there, at the end of the dock, in a dashing suit, was your love.
“I suppose it’s a good thing I work fast and the pier workers are easily bribed,” Soshiro joked as you made your way to him, admiring the glimmering lights and the scattered rose petals.
“So you roped the Captain into your schemes, how very devious of you.” You laughed, taking his hands in yours.
“To be fair, she was supposed to buy me significantly more time than she did, so I feel pretty proud with what I’ve got so far.”
“And what have you got so far?” You teased.
“You’ll see. Come on.” He led you through the deserted boardwalk that had been lit up and over decorated, through stalls of vendors with food made fresh for you and only you, past carnival games that you were now sure he’d probably rigged so you could win, and the thought that he must’ve spent at least half his salary to buy out the entire place for the night made you tear up. All this for a date. What a man. And what a lucky woman you were.
When he finally led you to the Ferris Wheel, you couldn’t hide your excitement anymore. You squealed like a little girl, and even pulled ahead of him to dash into one of the pods. He chuckled and followed close behind you, his hand never leaving yours.
For a moment, you sat in silence together, admiring the view as you slowly rose up into the night sky.When you reached the top, the Wheel stopped and your brows furrowed in confusion.
Then he got down on one knee.
“My love. I remember our first mission together, we were fighting a Kaiju right off of this beach and when we’d finished, you’d begged the Captain to let you ride this same Ferris wheel, practically on your hands and knees.” He smiled fondly at the memory. “Just once you said, you just wanted to ride the wheel once. And I thought, god, this rookie has some nerve- to be drenched in blood and guts and still walk right up to the Captain, just to ask for something as silly as that. And then I thought to myself, god, she's gonna have me wrapped around her finger, one of these days, I can just feel it. And one of these days I’m going to take her to the top of the Ferris Wheel. I’m going to make all her wishes come true. I’m going to make her mine. I’m going to make her happy.” He squeezed your hands. “I’m sorry I’m two years late on the Ferris Wheel, but I’ve never once stopped trying to make you happy, and I swear if you’ll let me, I’ll never stop making you happy, I’ll never stop trying to make all your wishes come true. So, darling, will you please marry me? Make my wish come true?”
He popped open the ring box, eagerly awaiting your answer.
“You think after bribing an entire boardwalk full of people and coercing the Captain of the Third Division into aiding and abetting your little scheme that there’s even a sliver of a chance that I’d say no to you? Well think again because Soshiro Hoshina, you are stuck with me for life. I will marry you as many times as it takes for you to know that I’m completely and utterly in love with you; I am completely and utterly yours.”
“I know, I just like hearing you say it.” He teased, bending down to replace the ring on your finger with the new engagement ring. “It really took you that long to figure out I put the ring there on purpose, huh? Getting slow in your old age.” He chuckled as he rested his head in your lap, admiring the ring glimmering on your finger.
You flicked his head. “Hey, isn’t that why you love me, because I take my time to think things through?” You pouted.
He laughed again, kissing your knees in apology. “I do love you. More than anything.”
Then he paused, looking over the edge for the first time tonight (he’d been watching you the whole way up).
“Now let’s get off of this Ferris Wheel before I discover I have a fear of heights.”
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february 25 @ flyers, 6-1 loss
good absolute god, guys. consider trying?
a pathetic game overall, capped off by this vibe and this postgame insight:
no joy in mudville and don't expect much in this fic except for my signature 'overly saccharine ending'. sorry!
Sid and Zhenya’s names are up on the whiteboard for press availability when they troop back into the locker room, stunned silent by the loss.
Zhenya’s heart sinks, but he squares his shoulders and starts plucking off his pads, running through his own game. A giveaway, a losing night in the faceoff dot, no shots on goal—they’re going to rip him apart. He can already picture the headlines—Malkin’s sloppy play costs Penguins another crucial divisional match-up, or maybe Malkin’s effort makes it clear why he should be Russia-bound after the season.
At least he didn’t take a penalty tonight.
“Fuck no,” Sid says from one seat down, but Zhenya ignores him until Sid practically knocks him over on his way to the front of the room.
Zhenya raises an eyebrow when Sid reaches the whiteboard and wipes their names off with his sleeve. He turns and faces the comms people who are hovering nervously at the door and crosses his arms. “G and I aren’t talking to them,” he says, jutting his chin out. “He played fine. I played fine. Neither of us have anything to say. Get someone else to do it.” He stares the staffers down, waiting for a challenge.
None comes. Sid’s one of the most spoiled athletes in North America, but it’s all done preemptively—he rarely asks for anything, especially like this. When he does, people listen.
Sid pauses on his way back to his stall. “Get a move on,” he mutters. “If we’re not on our way out when they let the vultures in, someone will try to stop us.” He raises his voice a little bit, still quiet enough to plausibly still be addressing Zhenya privately but loud enough that the guys near them can hear. “Someone who phoned it in tonight can give them a quote. Not you.”
The atmosphere in the room deflates even further, if that was possible. Zhenya would feel bad, but frankly? He’s sick of it.
They’re rebuilding. Everyone with a brain knows that. Zhenya expected it eventually. He knew it was possible that he’d spend the last years of his career surrounded by journeymen who couldn’t keep up, even as his own footspeed declined. In theory, that didn’t bother him. He did what he came here to do almost 20 years ago; he doesn’t have anything to prove.
In practice, though, the grind of trying to lift spirits and motivate a bench that’s half-composed of players who wilt at the first sign of adversity, who aren’t interested in fighting back, is exhausting. Zhenya’s just had a two-week vacation and he’s already exhausted only three games into this side of break.
Sid, who spent those two weeks playing with and against the best of the best, is practically vibrating with anger.
They make it out of the locker room just as the press is let in, and Zhenya looks over his shoulder on his way out, making eye contact with Yohe. Great. At least Sid’s hot on his heels, practically pushing him out into the hallway; nobody will be able to write that Geno Malkin is dodging the press after a shitty game.
“God damn it,” Sid swears once they’re out of earshot, kicking at a trash can as they make their way out to where the bus is waiting. “Fucking hell, I hate it here. I hate this city, I hate this team.”
“Which one,” Zhenya says drily, and Sid snorts, jamming an elbow into his side.
Normally Sid would scold Zhenya after laughing, too painfully conscious of his own captaincy to not feel guilty over insulting his teammates. The fact that he doesn’t tonight says more than any of Sid’s own words ever could.
Zhenya slides into the second row of the bus, and Sid plops down next to him. They don’t speak on the bus; Zhenya’s answering texts from his mama back in Pittsburgh, and Sid’s thumbs are flying over his phone screen, conducting whatever inscrutable business the face of the league is responsible for no matter the hour. Zhenya used to ask. It was never very interesting.
It’s usually a coin flip if Sid wants Zhenya sitting next to him on the plane. It’s less likely after a bad loss, when Sid prefers to brood and Zhenya spends his pique on the card table, but as they pile onto the plane Sid tugs Zhenya into his row, so Zhenya settles into his chair and avoids eye contact with the rest of the team. Now that he’s had a little distance from the game, he feels a little bad about ditching the media. He’s a leader on this team, and leaders don’t welch on their responsibilities.
Sid does not seem to be similarly burdened. He’s already listing towards Zhenya with his eyes half-closed. Zhenya doesn’t blame him—he’s hurt, and he barely got any rest between Four Nations and the regular season resuming. Zhenya spent hours begging Sid to sit for a game, maybe two, just to give himself time to heal.
Sid refused. Zhenya knew he would. He had to try anyway.
He sneaks his hand under Sid’s plane blanket, resting it on Sid’s thigh and squeezing. Sid grunts and spreads his legs, but Zhenya’s not trying to start anything; he could use with a little comfort, and Sid will never admit it but he could too.
Their days of fooling around on planes are well over, not that they ever did that after heartbreakers like this one even when they were young stupid(er). No, they’d save that type of comfort for at home, tucked away in someone’s bedroom and tangled in each other until the memories faded.
That won’t be the case tonight. They both need sleep; there’s a game Thursday, followed by yet another hellish back-to-back over the weekend.
Zhenya wonders if he should push it. Their sex life has suffered badly this season; between injuries and illnesses and the tension from the rink bleeding into their home life, Zhenya’s getting laid less now than he has his entire adult life. Their house is as likely to be filled with frosty post-argument silence as it is with amorous sighs these days.
Sid snores in his ear the entire short flight back to Pittsburgh, and he’s quiet in the car ride back.
“Should I have extended?” he asks when they’re settled into bed back at home. Zhenya was half-asleep, but Sid’s question snaps him back awake.
“Huh?” he mumbles. “You mean like…not sign here?”
“Not sign,” Sid emphasizes. Zhenya feels him turn on the mattress until they’re facing each other. “Maybe I should have said this would be my last season and hung it up. I mean, we’re not going to be good for years, all I’m doing is take up cap space…” He pats gently over the mattress until he finds Zhenya’s arm. “Maybe the PA won’t flip shit if I say that I want to retire after all if I do it before the new contract kicks in.”
“Stupid,” Zhenya mutters, and Sid’s fingers pinch into his skin. “You’re Penguins, Sid. Like, you’re need to be there for kids, for set example. If you’re keep play hard, guys watch, they learn. Sometimes it’s not work in game, but they see. Plus, what you do? You get bored, come to practice anyway.”
Sid laughs a little, scooting closer. “Probably,” he concedes. “It’s just…at the tournament, watching the way the crowd reacted to Mario…he’s a legend, obviously, but he’s in the past. And I was standing there listening to them cheer for me, and it sounded the same. I’m still playing fine, but I’m turning into a legacy even while I’m still in the league.” He sighs. “I have never felt as old as I did during those games in my whole life. Old, and tired. I probably could have used the break after all.”
“Oh, Sid,” Zhenya whispers, tugging Sid’s shoulder until they’re pressed together. His heart hurts. “You’re most important hockey player for Canada ever, probably. It’s not like…you’re not legacy yet, you’re still play. You’re inspire everyone there. They all talk about how good you do, how much you help. We watch games here while you’re gone and the young guys, all they’re say is how exciting for seeing you play international again.” He squeezes Sid tight to his body, shaking him a little. “Not too old. Old, okay yes, we old now. But too old? No. Not your fault team does this, not your contract’s fault. We try, you try hardest always. Other guys, maybe they don’t. Can’t control.”
Sid sighs, and it sounds watery. When he presses his face to Zhenya’s chest, Zhenya can feel damp soak through his sleep shirt. “Sorry,” he says, garbled through the fabric. “I’m being dumb. I’m tired, and that game sucked, and holy fuck I hate Philly.”
“Game is bad, yes,” Zhenya agrees, running his hands over Sid’s back. “Philly is always suck, yes. But we have twenty more games, try again to play good. It’s okay, Sid. Nobody thinks you’re bad just because of team.”
“It’s probably selfish, huh?” Sid muses, turning his head to the side. “That I care so much about how I look now with the team doing so bad. I never used to.”
Zhenya shrugs. “Allowed to be selfish. You give everything for team, for league. Is okay to want to break records, play well just for you, know that people see. But they do, Sid. Cheers in Montreal, that’s for how you’re play for so long. Not because you’re, like…statue, walking around on the ice again.”
Sid doesn’t reply, but Zhenya can feel his shoulders relax.
“I tell Kyle they put you on your knees for your statue,” Zhenya says, startling Sid into a laugh. “Tell him for goals, but really I want to look at and think of you blowing me. It’s big secret for me, nobody knows.”
“Oh my god,” Sid squawks, slapping at Zhenya’s chest. “You didn’t say that to Kyle.”
Zhenya did. He sent Kyle a half-dozen goal videos of Sid dropping to a knee to score; his signature pose, the one he hits when the other goalie has no chance.
He didn’t say anything about the blowjobs, obviously.
“Well, I’m going to tell him that your statue should be of…of…” Sid trails off.
Zhenya gives him a minute before shaking his head. “Sidney, Sidney,” he says, pouring as much mock-concern into his voice as he can. “Too tired for dirty joke? Can’t think of even one thing? Maybe you retire after all. Too old to keep up.”
“Oh, fuck you,” Sid says, but his voice is light.
Leading a team like the 24-25 Pittsburgh Penguins might be hard, Zhenya thinks as they finally drift off, but leading Sidney Crosby out of his down-moods is easy. Then again, he’s got almost fifteen years of firsthand experience.
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Chapter 1- The Age of Chivalry
Summary: You're reassigned to Easy Company when one of their medics was injured pre D-Day. You expect some sass from the Company since you'll be the only female soldier in 100 miles but never expected for any of them to befriend you.
Author Note: Mature audience, Joe LiebgottxFemMedic, WW2, Character introduction, Pre D-Day, She/Her Pronouns, Y/N, L/N, Cursing/Swearing, Derogatory Slurs, Womanizing Comments, Military Terminology, Inappropriate Nicknames, Band of Brothers References, Mentions of Weaponry, Smoking, Story takes place Episode 1- Currahee
*These stories may not fall entirely in accordance with the TV series timeline. I do not know the real soldiers the actors portray in this series, so please understand I show no disrespect. Some or most of historical events and character interactions in my fanfics are fabricated purely for the sake of the enjoyment of fiction*
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October 1943
It was never a good idea to mix a single female with a Company of deprived men in the Army...but here you are. You found out you were assigned to Easy Company 2nd Battalion 101st Airborne Division in Fall 1943 when they lost one of their medics to an injury. Although you trained separately from the males at Toccoa in the Divisional medical unit and were one of very few females allowed to work alongside men, you got along quite well with most of the guys. You held your own never asking for special treatment or never played the ‘damsel in distress’ card, so Easy Company learned rather quickly that you can keep up.
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You remember the day you arrived at Aldbourne, England to make contact with the boys of Easy Company. With your reassignment order in hand, you approach a group of soldiers sitting at a picnic bench outside a building. All of them looking a bit rough, but nonetheless smoking and joking with eachother. They take a pause as they notice you approaching them. Some of them sizing you up and down as you carry your duffel full of medical supplies and wearing fatigues that have yet to see the battlefields like theirs have.
“Hey, you lost there, lady?” Private Roy Cobb called out to you, sizing you up again as you continued to walk towards them without faltering.
You shoot the mouthy Private a look of disdain before responding.
“I’m looking for Corporal Roe. I was told to make contact with him as soon I arrived.” You speak to the group as a whole.
They all exchanged looks and a few whispers.
Corporal George Luz stood up.
“Why, I’m Eugene Roe. But around here they call me, ‘Doc.’” He declared confidently with a cocky grin.
The others started to snicker. One laid a heavy pat on his shoulder showing his appreciation of the joke.
You rolled your eyes, releasing an exasperated sigh.
Sergeant Denver Randleman stood from the bench, then walked towards you pushing Luz aside shaking his head as he passed him. He was a larger man. Like a bear. Never removing the cigar hanging out of the corner of his mouth as he spoke to you.
“He’s across the way this way, I’ll take ya to him.” He said, motioning you along in the opposite direction.
“Thank you, Sergeant.” You reply.
“No problem. And it’s just ‘Bull,’ ma’am.” He said politely in his thick Southern accent as he passed you leading the way.
You turn on your heel and proceed to follow Bull, ignoring the distant whistles you heard from some of the men you just met behind you.
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“I hope the guys haven’t given you too much trouble so far?” stated the actual Eugene ‘Doc’ Roe when you crossed into the designated aid station.
“Nothing I haven’t dealt with before, Doc.” You say with conviction.
Bull chuckled, finding your response amusing.
“Yeah, I bet.” Doc replied before continuing.
“Well, let’s get you in processed here, and squared away. Thanks for bringing her here, Bull. I’m sure those other idiots would’ve just sent her to their barracks.” he said with a roll of his eyes.
Bull nodded with a small wave.
“See you at chow, L/N.” Bull called back to you before he left.
When Bull returned to where the others were still gathered, they bombarded him with questions.
“Did you catch her name??” Sergeant (Sgt) Don Malarkey prodded.
“-is she coming to Easy Company??” Sgt Bill Guarnere interrupted before Bull could answer.
“-did she say anything about me?” Luz questioned.
As the interrogation got heavier, he threw his hands up and removed the cigar from his mouth.
“GUYS!! Take it easy, will ya? You’ll see her later at chow, just don’t attack her with all of these questions right away, k? We don’t want to scare her off now, do we?” He explained as he replaced his cigar and walked away.
They all swapped looks of excitement.
“Well, I don’t know about you guys, but I’m going to have me a shower before dinner this evening.” Corporal Joe Liebgott stated while flicking his cigarette butt, rising from the picnic bench, shouldering his rifle.
“Ok, Liebgott, like you have a shot.” Malarkey teased.
Liebgott turned to him.
“Oh contrare, I feel you underestimate me, Don.” He shot back at Malarkey while walking backwards, then turning back around.
The group scoffed at him collectively.
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You got to chow early before any of the other men started to show up. You tucked yourself way in the back at a long table in the corner. You made sure to keep your head down, hanging over a tray trying to swallow some of the Army’s finest slop.
“Should’ve just stuck to a dinner roll with margarine.” You whispered to yourself as you grimaced from the last mouthful of mystery meat from your plate.
“Not exactly a high-end dish from The Ritz, now, is it?” Sgt Carwood Lipton joked as he sat down across from you with his own serving of slop.
“Yeah, not quite.” You respond while poking at a hard, clay-like mound on your plate that was supposed to be mashed potatoes.
“You’ll get used to it.” Bull stated as he sat next to you with his tray.
You ‘psh-ed’ at Bull’s statement.
“I highly doubt that. But I’ll make do.” You convinced yourself. “Surprisingly not the worst food I’ve had.” You added.
“Really, there’s something out there worse than this?” Lipton asked astonished as he stirred his cold soup that looked like ketchup and water.
“Oh yeah! Pixley and Ehler’s Diner on Clark Street in Chicago has some questionable selections.” You explained.
“Is that where you’re from?” Corporal Frank Perconte queried as he sat next to Lipton.
“I am.” You replied with pride.
“You Italian then?” Guarnere asked, inviting himself to the conversation, sitting next to Perconte.
“Italian and Irish.” You clarified.
“Ssshh, a goddam Mick-Deigo.” Guarnere sneered crinkling his nose in disgust.
“Leave’er alone, Gonorrhea.” Liebgott interjected sitting next to Bull.
“I’m guessing you're Italian?” You directed at Guarnere.
“Sicilian, actually.” He retorted.
“Hm, you know that Sicilians aren’t real Italians, right? Sicily is just like Australia. All the criminals of Britain were shipped there to be ostracized from the mainland. Sicily is just an island of Italy’s delinquents.” You taunted.
The others “ooooo-ed” in unison. Even Perconte who was the other Italian of Easy company.
“She got you there, Guarnere.” Bull teased.
Everyone laughed. Except Guarnere.
“You think you’re funny?” Guarnere challenged.
You sighed and looked at him deadpan in the face without an ounce of fear to show.
“Come on, Guarnere, she was only dishing out what you gave her.” Perconte defended.
“Shut your trap, Perconte, you should be on my side!” he said slamming a fist onto the surface of the table then pointing at him.
The rest of the table filled up with remaining members of Easy Company that could fit that wanted to see the fight unfold.
You folded your arms in front of you on top of the table and leaned forward, making sure you got Guarnere’s attention, then spoke with distinct fire in your voice.
“You think I’m some dame just showing up here straight out of basic training not knowing how to handle myself with soldiers? I’ve been whistled at, barked at, howled at, catcalled, pinched, ass slapped, and manhandled by the worst of them, pal. You labeling me because of my heritage ain’t gonna do shit to me. But I’ll be damned you disrespect me like I haven’t earned the right to be respected. Just remember, I’m the one that’s going to be tending to you if you get shot in the field, sergeant.”
You glare at him, then rise harshly from your seat, leaving the rest of the table in a state of awe and shock.
“Good job, Gonorrhea. You pissed her off now.” Liebgott pointed out with an audible tsk.
“Fuck her.” Guarnere spit back.
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As soon as you left the chow hall, you found a spot out of sight to catch your breath and slow your heart rate. You leaned against a post looking up towards the night sky taking deep controlled breaths.
“Corporal L/N?” You’re startled by the voice of Lieutenant (LT) Richard Winters. You snap to attention ready to render a salute, but he waves you down.
“As you were. Are you alright?” He asked as you relaxed your stance.
“Yessir, just getting some fresh air.” You reassured.
He looked at you with skepticism, not believing you were telling him the entire truth.
You continued.
“A room full of men who haven’t showered in a few days can make a gal lightheaded.” You joked.
The corner of LT Winters’ mouth started to curl into a slight grin, trying his best not to laugh outloud at your quick wit.
“I see, L/N. Well rest up, we’ll need you to be ready when we move out for the next mission.” He explained.
“Yes, sir. Have a good night.” You replied.
Winters gave a nod and entered the chow hall.
LT Winters bee lined for his company’s table. His men all greeted him cheerfully as he approached the table.
“Lieutenant, got a seat open right here.” Bull called out, gesturing to your vacant spot.
“No thanks, Bull, I’ve eaten already.” Winters responded. He paused before he continued.
“Just ran into Corporal L/N on the way in-” He paused again to assess the men’s reaction.
Some continued eating, pretending like they hadn’t really heard. Lipton, Bull and Liebgott looked up at Winters waiting for him to continue.
“She seemed somewhat troubled.” Winters finished. He waited for anyone to speak up, looking at the group expectantly.
“Maybe her panties got all up in a twist, sir.” Guarnere offered up sarcastically.
Some of the men chortled in response.
Winters, Bull, Lipton, and Liebgott weren’t amused.
“Well, she only said a room full of foul-smelling males made her dizzy and she needed fresh air.” Winters relayed, while looking at Guarnere suspiciously.
The men all started to smell their armpits self-consciously.
“Corporal Liebgott.” Winters called out.
“Sir?”
“Get out there and escort L/N to her tent.” Winters instructed.
“Yes, sir.” Liebgott acknowledged.
“L/N will not walk around alone at night, gentlemen. I don’t care who goes with her, but make sure she always has a battle buddy in the hours of darkness. Tracking?” Winters asked, raising his voice authoritatively.
The table responded “yes, sir” simultaneously.
Liebgott rushed out excitedly and hustled down the street to catch you before you got too far.
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You were aways a bit ahead before Liebgott found you.
“Hey, L/N! Wait up!” He called after you.
You turned around looking for the voice calling your name.
You stopped walking, waiting for Liebgott trotting over to catch up to you.
“Can I help you?” You asked with a little more harshness in your voice than you intended.
“As a matter of fact, I’m here to help you. I have the honor of accompanying you to your barracks.” He responded with enthusiasm and a smile.
You were taken aback. You raised an eyebrow at him.
“Oh?” You questioned before continuing. “That’s quite unexpectedly chivalrous of you.”
“Well, you have Winters to thank for that, it was his idea.” He responded quite bluntly.
You rolled your eyes.
“Hm, I see.” You reply briskly.
Liebgott realized he sounded like an asshole right then.
“Of course, if you approve, I’ll appoint myself your permanent battle buddy from now on.” He extended with his signature smirk as you resumed walking together.
You felt your face heat up. You averted your eyes to the ground so he wouldn’t see you blush. But Joseph Liebgott doesn’t miss a thing. He grinned wider.
“If those are the LT’s orders, then have at it, Liebgott.” You replied coldly.
“Nah, that last part was my idea.” He stated proudly.
You shot him a confused expression, then he winked at you.
You laughed nervously, looking away quickly to break the awkwardness you felt in the pit of your stomach.
He smiled at you affectionately.
“And call me Joe.” He added.
“Y/N.” You reply looking up at him through your lashes.
“Look, sorry if I’m making it weird. And don’t listen to Gonorrhea. He’s just a jackass with a height deficiency. The kid always has some stupid shit to say.” He explained.
You nod trying to suppress a giggle.
“This is me.” You announce as you approach the entrance to your sleeping quarters. You turn to face Joe. “Thank you for the chat, and the company, Liebgott…I mean Joe.” You say dotingly.
“Forget it. So?” He asked.
You were genuinely confused.
“Sooo?” You reply.
“Am I your permanent evening escort?” he asked with a grin and a wink.
This time you laugh outwardly at his attempt at a flirty sexual inuendo.
“If by ‘evening escort’ you mean my nightly walk to and from one location to another, I’d have to say....I’ll think about it.” You respond flirtatiously with a wink in return.
His face lit up.
“Well alright then. We’ll take another test run tomorrow night.” He proposed.
You shook your head smiling, astounded by the level of confidence this man had.
“Good night, Joe.” You finalized as you disappear beyond the threshold of the tent entrance.
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Theodor Scherer was a German lieutenant general and divisional commander in the Wehrmacht during World War II.
In July 1908, he enlisted as cadet officer in the Bavarian Army which served as part of the Imperial German Army. He was commissioned as lieutenant in the 12th Bavarian Infantry Regiment in 1910. He fought in World War I, and was captured by the British in July 1916 during the Battle of the Somme. Upon returning to his home country after the war, he was not retained in Germany's post-war military, the Reichswehr.In 1920, Scherer became a police officer in Bavaria. In 1935, he rejoined the German Army, and was appointed Lieutenant-Colonel.
By the start of World War II, Scherer had risen to Colonel and operated as a regimental commander at the Western Front. He led an infantry assault during the Wehrmacht's crossing of the Marne in June 1940. In March 1941, he was entrusted with the security of Adolf Hitler's headquarters.
As Soviet partisans increasingly became an issue at the Eastern Front, Scherer was placed in command of 281st Security Division in October 1941, and tasked with destroying local partisan forces. At the time, the 281st Security Division was stationed in Kholm in the occupied Soviet Union. The security divisions were not frontline combat formations, but were posted to the rear area and engaged in eliminating any form of resistance, real or imagined, including partisans, communists, Red Army stragglers, Jews and Roma.
Based on the 281st Security Division's records, journalist Johann Althaus characterized it as a typical unit of the war of annihilation, more experienced in killing civilians and eliminating badly armed opponents than fighting battles. In January 1942, the division, along with other Wehrmacht and police units, was attacked by partisans at Kholm. Scherer had not yet arrived at the town by the start of the attack, and thus took control of the Security Division elements and other troops in the area to relieve Kholm. Even after the Germans had secured the town itself, they remained encircled by the Red Army in what was called the "Kholm Pocket". For the duration of the pocket, Scherer became the chief commander of the encircled force, initially about 3,500 strong. Historian Robert Forczyk characterized him as a "soldier's soldier" who was able to motivate his troops even under "extreme conditions".
His force was gradually reinforced by other Wehrmacht units which were in retreat in the face of a Soviet offensive. "Kampfgruppe Scherer" thus grew to about 6,000 men. He repeatedly attempted to coordinate with other German forces to facilitate a breakthrough to relief his troops, while countering Soviet assaults and organizing the evacuation of wounded soldiers. Scherer also hoped for aerial support, requesting assistance by paratroopers on 19 February 1942 as his force was close to being overwhelmed. However, the Wehrmacht could only spare a token force; despite this, the Soviets eventually reduced their attacks. On 20 February 1942, Scherer was decorated with the Knight's Cross of the Iron Cross. Althaus argued that the medal was probably supposed to lessen Scherer's anger about the lack of support for his force. Scherer's force was finally relieved on 5 May 1942. About 5,500 survivors of the pocket were also decorated with the newly created Cholm Shield; it has been alleged that Scherer himself designed the medal, although this is unconfirmed.
Scherer was subsequently appointed commander of the 34th and then the 83rd Infantry Division, as well as promoted to major general. At the time of him assuming command of the 83rd Infantry Division in November 1942, the unit had been mostly encircled during the Battle of Velikiye Luki. Scherer was located outside this pocket and attempted to save his unit, but the 83rd Infantry Division was mostly destroyed in January 1943. In April 1944, Scherer was made Inspector of Coastal Defences for the Eastern Front, a position he held until the end of the war. By this point, he had risen to Generalleutnant. He was killed in a car accident at Ludwigsburg on 17 May 1951.
If you are wondering about the pic with him having a beard, he was assigned to cold weather areas, thus the beard.


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Hauptsturmführer Siegfried Brosow
( Born: December 10 , 1918 in Steinfelde in East Prussia - Died: November 18 , 2008 in Oberkotzau )
Sturmbannführer (Storm Unit Leader/Major), in the Waffen SS during World War II who was awarded the Knight's Cross of the Iron Cross. This was awarded to recognize extreme battlefield bravery or successful military leadership by Nazi Germany during World War II.
Siegfried Brosow joined the SS-VT(auxiliary) in 1937 and was issued the SS service number SS 353059. He was selected to be an officer and sent to the SS-Junkerschule at Brunswick from 1939 to 1940, while he was at the school he joined the NSDAP in December 1939 being given the party number NSDAP-Nr: 7 145 966. During the Battle of France Untersturmführer (Storm Leader/Second Lieutenatnt) Brosow was awarded the Iron Cross 2nd class for bravery and the Iron Cross 1st class, during the first assault on Moscow and was promoted to Obersturmführer (Senior Storm Leader/First Lieutenant) on 30 January 1942.
He returned to the Das Reich Pionier battalion in January 1943 as the commander of the 1st Company, until he became the commander of the Divisional staff in October 1943.
During the rebuilding of Das Reich in 1944 he became the temporary Pionier Battalion Commander and assumed full command during the Normandy Campaign. He led the Battalion until February 1945 when he was reassigned to the SS-Pionierschule as the commander of training and remained here until captured by the Russians in May 1945.
Upon his release he became a school teacher. Siegfried Brasow died on the 18 November 2008.
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Henri-Edmond Cross (b. 1856 - 1910)
The beach at Saint-Clair, 1896
#b#23#art#Cross#Henri-Edmond Cross#French artist#French Art#art française#divisionism#pointillism#france#modern art#painting
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Transfer pricing audit services in India
Transfer pricing audit in India is setting a uniform price within a multi-divisional organization, particularly regarding cross-border transactions. When goods are transferred from one company to another or even within a company but a foreign subsidiary, some factors affect the division of profit within the company. This has led to the rise of transfer pricing regulations as governments seek to stem the flow of taxation revenue overseas, making the issue of great importance for multinational corporations
Professional companies help comply with the complex requirements of the multiple tax jurisdictions. If done without expert advice this could lead to waste of time and loss of funds.
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PK Chopra has a professionally managed team with proven expertise in the field of Transfer Pricing Audit in Delhi who have been providing advice to wide range of companies with respect to complex accounting procedures in a quick, timely and efficient manner.
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Over 5.5 crore devotees visited Ayodhya’s Ram Temple since consecration: UP govt
Over 5.5 crore devotees visited Ayodhya's Ram Temple since consecration: UP govt Jun 28, 2025 01:13 AM IST Over 5.5 crore devotees visited Ayodhya's Ram Temple since consecration: UP govt Ayodhya , Since the consecration of Lord Ram on the newly constructed Ram Temple in Ayodhya on January 22, 2024, town has skilled an awesome inflow of devotees from throughout India and overseas. Over 5.5 crore guests have come to supply prayers and search blessings on the temple, the Uttar Pradesh authorities mentioned in an announcement on Friday. Over 5.5 crore devotees visited Ayodhya's Ram Temple since consecration: UP govt The surge within the variety of pilgrims has not been restricted to most people. Nearly 4.5 lakh VIPs, together with Union ministers, governors, chief ministers from numerous states, and outstanding figures from the leisure, enterprise and sports activities sectors, have additionally paid their respects on the temple. Uttar Pradesh Chief Minister Yogi Adityanath has ensured that preparations for darshan are environment friendly and handy, directing authorities to ensure that every one guests, whether or not frequent devotees or distinguished company, expertise a easy go to, the assertion learn. With the completion of the grand temple, Ayodhya has develop into a serious international spiritual vacation spot. In response to the rising demand, the state authorities has labored on enhancing public transport connectivity, facilitating simpler entry for each pilgrims and vacationers. The inauguration ceremony of the temple, which was attended by quite a few worldwide dignitaries, marked the start of a brand new chapter within the metropolis's transformation. Since then, the variety of VIP guests has continued to rise, with a number of governors making a number of visits, typically accompanied by their households, it mentioned. Bollywood stars equivalent to Amitabh Bachchan and cricket legends like Sachin Tendulkar had been current for the consecration ceremony. More just lately, actors Govinda and Anushka Sharma, alongside Virat Kohli, have additionally supplied prayers on the temple. Divisional Commissioner Gaurav Dayal said that roughly 5.5 crore devotees have visited the temple so far, the bulk being pilgrims. He assured that the administration is taking each step to make sure the protection and luxury of all guests in keeping with safety protocols. With Lord Ram now seated on the primary flooring of the temple, the variety of guests is anticipated to rise additional within the coming days. Recently, Errol Musk, father of Elon Musk, alongside together with his sister, travelled to Ayodhya to supply prayers on the temple. Dressed in conventional Indian apparel, Musk described the expertise as "wonderful." To handle the growing crowd, temple authorities have applied a web based cross system, making certain that darshan is accessible to all, whether or not frequent guests or VIPs. This article was generated from an automatic information company feed with out modifications to textual content. Read More: https://news.unicaus.in/india/over-5-5-crore-devotees-visited-ayodhyas-ram-temple-since-consecration-up-govt/
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Apostille for Indian Documents: Your Global Validation Guid
Apostille for Indian Documents: Your Global Validation Guide
In an increasingly interconnected world, Indian citizens frequently find themselves needing their official documents to be recognized and accepted abroad. Whether for higher education, overseas employment, visa applications, or international business, documents issued in India must often undergo a process of legalization. For over 120 countries, this crucial step is known as obtaining an Apostille for Indian documents. An Apostille streamlines international document validity, simplifying what was once a complex chain of legalizations.
In 2025, as global mobility and cross-border transactions continue to rise, understanding the Apostille process is essential for any Indian planning to go overseas.

What is an Apostille?
An Apostille is a certificate issued by a designated authority (in India, the Ministry of External Affairs or MEA) that authenticates the origin of a public document. It verifies the signature and the capacity of the person who signed the original document, as well as the authenticity of any seal or stamp on it. The Apostille itself is a standardized, square-shaped sticker with a unique identification number, recognized by all member countries of the Hague Apostille Convention of October 5, 1961.
India joined the Hague Convention in 2005. This means that once an Indian document is apostilled by the MEA, it is accepted in all other member countries of the Convention without needing further attestation or legalization by the embassy or consulate of the destination country. This greatly simplifies the process of using Indian public documents abroad.
Why is Apostille for Indian Documents Crucial?
Apostille is a mandatory requirement for various international purposes, specifically for countries that are members of the Hague Convention:
Higher Education Abroad: For securing admission to universities and colleges in countries like the USA, UK, Australia, most of Europe, etc., and for obtaining student visas.
Overseas Employment: For obtaining work permits and employment visas in Apostille Convention countries.
Residence/Family Visas: For purposes like sponsoring a spouse, obtaining a family visa, or permanent residency.
Migration and Settlement: For individuals planning to permanently move and settle abroad.
Legal Formalities: For various legal procedures, including marriage registration, divorce, property transactions, or court cases abroad.
Business Purposes: For establishing a business, trade, or any commercial activity in a foreign nation (for commercial documents).
The Apostille provides a single, universally accepted form of authentication, simplifying global administrative and legal processes.
Types of Documents Requiring Apostille in India:
Documents are broadly categorized into three types for Apostille:
Personal Documents:
Examples: Birth Certificates, Marriage Certificates, Death Certificates, Police Clearance Certificates (PCCs), Affidavits, Single Status Certificates, Experience Certificates.
Prior Authentication Required: Usually by a local Notary Public, followed by the State Home Department (SHD) or General Administration Department (GAD) of the concerned state. Alternatively, a Sub-Divisional Magistrate (SDM) authentication is sometimes accepted as an initial step.
Educational Documents:
Examples: Degree Certificates (Bachelor's, Master's, PhD), Diploma Certificates, Mark Sheets/Transcripts, School Leaving Certificates.
Prior Authentication Required: Usually by a local Notary Public, followed by the Human Resource Department (HRD) or Education Department of the state where the educational institution is located.
Commercial Documents:
Examples: Certificate of Origin, Commercial Invoice, Power of Attorney (for business), Memorandum of Association (MOA), Article of Association (AOA), Board Resolutions, Trade License, Audited Financial Statements.
Prior Authentication Required: Usually by the respective Chamber of Commerce.
The MEA Apostille Process in India (Step-by-Step):
The MEA does not directly accept documents from individuals. The process is decentralized and handled through designated outsourced service providers. The steps typically involve:
Initial Authentication (State/Regional Level): This is the prerequisite step. All original documents must first be authenticated by the designated authorities of the State/Union Territory from where the document was issued. (As detailed in "Types of Documents" above).
Note: The MEA has decentralized attestation/Apostille services to its Branch Secretariats/Regional Passport Offices (RPOs) in 16 cities across India (including Mumbai) since January 1, 2019, to facilitate local authentication.
Submission to Outsourced Service Provider: After the initial state/regional authentication, the document is submitted to one of the five designated outsourced service providers appointed by the MEA. These agencies manage the administrative function of receiving and delivering documents to/from the MEA.
The Ministry of External Affairs (MEA) is not accepting documents directly from the applicant/individual.
A photocopy of the document and a photocopy of the applicant's Passport are usually required along with the original document.
The MEA charges a fee of ₹50 per document for Apostille. The outsourced agencies charge an additional service fee (e.g., around ₹84 per document as a service fee and ₹3 per page for scanning, as per recent government notifications).
MEA Apostille: The MEA reviews the prior authentication and then affixes the Apostille sticker on the backside of the original document. This sticker contains specific information (country, signatory, authority, seal, date, etc.) and a unique identification number.
Receipt of Apostilled Document: The apostilled document is then collected from the outsourced agency.
Finding Reliable Apostille Services in India (and Mumbai):
Given the multi-stage process and the critical importance of proper authentication, many individuals and businesses opt for professional Apostille service providers. When choosing an agency, look for:
MEA-Authorized Agents: Ensure the agency is one of the five designated outsourced service providers for MEA attestation or works directly with them. These include:
BLS International Services Ltd.
Superb Enterprises Pvt. Ltd.
IVS Global Services Private Ltd.
Alankit Ltd.
Alhind Tours & Travels Pvt. Ltd.
Expertise Across Document Types: They should have extensive experience with all types of documents (personal, educational, commercial) and understand the specific prior authentication requirements for each state.
Transparency: Clear communication about the process, timelines, and a detailed breakdown of all associated costs (agency service charges, government fees, notarization fees, etc.).
Reliability & Security: Check online reviews and testimonials, and inquire about their document handling security measures, as you will be submitting original valuable documents.
Customer Support: Responsive and knowledgeable staff who can provide updates and guidance throughout the process.
In Mumbai, as a major international gateway, you will find numerous reputable Apostille service providers. Many national agencies have strong presences in Mumbai, with dedicated collection centers. You can find their addresses and contact information on their respective websites or by searching online for "Apostille services Mumbai."
Conclusion:
Obtaining an Apostille for Indian documents is a crucial and mandatory step for anyone requiring their official papers to be legally recognized in Hague Apostille Convention member countries. By meticulously navigating the multi-stage authentication process, your personal, educational, and commercial documents gain international validity, paving the way for seamless global ventures. It is the definitive process for ensuring global document validation.
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In the annals of NFL history, some moments are etched not just for their athletic prowess, but for the sheer audacity and raw emotion they encapsulated. Few incidents perfectly capture the "Commitment to Excellence" — or perhaps, the "Commitment to Chaos" — of the Los Angeles Raiders quite like the post-game skirmish on January 5, 1986, when linebacker Matt Millen delivered a punch that sent shockwaves through the league and became an instant legend.
The backdrop for this unforgettable moment was the AFC Divisional Playoff game between the heavily favored Raiders and the upstart New England Patriots. The Patriots pulled off a stunning 27-20 upset victory, a result that undoubtedly fueled the already simmering tensions between the two teams. What transpired after the final whistle, however, transcended typical post-game pleasantries and escalated into a quintessential Raiders moment.
The target of Millen's ire was Patriots general manager Patrick Sullivan, the son of team owner Billy Sullivan. Throughout the game, Sullivan had been relentlessly heckling Raiders defensive end Howie Long, a Massachusetts native who had no love lost for his hometown team's management. Long, known for his own fiery demeanor, had been vocally critical of the Patriots' organization in the lead-up to the game.
As tensions boiled over after the game, Long confronted Sullivan in the tunnel leading to the locker rooms. Accounts vary on the precise details, but it's widely reported that Sullivan grabbed Long's facemask, further escalating the confrontation. It was at this precise moment that Matt Millen, ever the protector of his teammates and embodying the Raiders' "us against the world" mentality, intervened. Without hesitation, Millen swung, connecting with Sullivan's face. Some reports even suggest Millen may have used his helmet in the blow.
The punch left Sullivan seeing stars and requiring stitches, but he was quick to speak to reporters, claiming Millen was frustrated by the loss. Millen, on the other hand, reportedly told reporters later that he "didn't know who the moron was, so I swung at him," and upon learning it was the GM, declared, "Oh, then it was a good hit." This incident perfectly encapsulated the renegade spirit of the 1980s Raiders, a team that played on the edge and wasn't afraid to cross lines, both on and off the field. While such an act would likely lead to severe repercussions in today's NFL, in that era, it became another legendary tale in the wild and often unpredictable history of the Silver and Black.
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NFL on Fox 2025 schedule gets more than cowboy for the week's game
SHEDEUR Sanders are not feeling pressure from their doubts After slipping into the NFL draft, Shedur Sanders states that he is not disturbed by many of his doubts as Brown’s career begins. Sports pulse Call it the fate of the draw, but the NFL schedule-makers hit Jackpot with cross-divisional rotation this season. Last season, the best division in football NFC North played against AFC North and…
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