June 28th
The leader of the Romanian Expeditionary Force, Major General Radu "Kernal" Korne looked thoughtful as his special train departed Byzantion enroute to Bulgaria. His small force of 2 brigades had just spent the last six months touring the various Turkish Army bases. There had been some interesting moments of course, one could never forget the singing of the two National Anthems near the Turkish-Persian Border. If he listened faintly enough he could still hear the military bands playing "Awake thee Romanian" and "Independence March". The bands had played the anthems at several spots along the Persian border, and it had become a contest who could sing and play the loudest, a contest which he was proud to report the Romanians had won. Of course not everything had gone smoothly, there had been incidents, several Turkish ladies were returning with the REF as it continued its tour of the Warsaw Pact nations. It seemed, Kernal Korne thought ruefully that the attraction between young soldiers and young women was universal the world over, no matter the race or religion between the two. What was also common were fathers, several young men had to be "persuaded" to see their future brides at first, although now it seemed it was becoming quite harmonious. And several young soldiers had been aghast when they had been told there would be no pork for six months, the Turks being Muslims of course, and we wouldn't want to offend our hosts. The shish kebabs had taken off though, one of the Turkish ladies in fact was the daughter of a prominent cafe owner in Ankara, and was planning on opening a cafe in Bucharest once they returned. He was quite certain it would become a popular place. The tour had been wrapped up with a football game against the Turks which to the delight of the home crowd the Turks had won 3-2. Of course it hadn't all been fun and games, there was discussions and comparisons in tactics between the two forces, and much had been learned on either side. Overall, Korne was extremely proud of how his command had behaved like true Romanians, and had stood toe to toe with the Turks throughout the tour. Considering the record of the Turks in the Great War, the Romanians could take pride in that fact. And he thought he hoped he had done as his political masters wished in sending a clear message to India and its Persian puppet. If they don't get the hint we might have to do something more obvious like parade the entire Romanian Army up and down the border for a week, Korne mused. As Bulgaria neared though, Korne left thoughts of Turkey behind, for he could taste the rakia and skara already.