The Channel Pact, victorious faction in the war against the Allied States
After the collapse of the Allied States, The nations of the Channel Pact now found themselves in control of three out of five world continents. More specifically Germany and the British Empire had occupied vast territories in the first five years of the war. By now, The Channel Pact was at the peak of it's power, but victory had come at a heavy cost: Both British and German navies had taken severe hits after the entry of the United States in the war, and the hardened Reichswehr and Royal Marine Corps were exhausted after the heavy fighting on Mainland Asia and the Japanese Isles. Now, a large part of Pact forces remained stationed in Asia, to quell possible revolts in the future and to reorganise for the next phase in the war. The occupied territories remained relatively calm, mostly due to a mild British and German occupational policy.
Many territories, like Portugal, were even allowed to keep large parts of their original governments that cooperated with The Channel Pact. In England and Germany, the youth was encouraged to learn foreign languages and become a well-paid Pact ambassador, who were sent to all corners of the globe to communicate with the local population and organise industrial rebuild after the war. Pact officials also made handy use of existing nationalistic debates, like in Ukraine to stem the partisan tide.
Indeed, the aim of the Pact had never been to occupy or puppet the entire world, but rather to completely shift the balance of power. Still, the enemies of the Pact remained, and the Imperial Restoration was not yet complete: New Zealand and Australia were still in the war, and the Eastern Pacific rims were tightly guarded by the USN. Now, the remnants of the former Allied States rallied behind the juggernaught United States with unwavering determination. The Second World War had now become a world-wide battle of attrition between two mayor superpowers, with in their wake a line of alliances and sattelite states. At the eve of the year 1945, the conduct of war would change forever.
The following events took place November 4th, 1944, Geneva, Switzerland (Occupied by Pact forces)
Geneva was indeed, a beautiful city. Unscathed by the war, the city was as harmonious at night as it had allways been: Gentle lights reflected off the lake, as fishermen made their way back home. Indeed, it had been a wise decision of the Swiss government to surrender as soon as the Germans invaded in 1938: Switzerland had been carved up among the occupational governments of France, Italy and the German Empire, but save for the occasional Wehrmacht soldier walking past there was no other way of telling that the country had indeed seen war. Stationed on the border of Switzerland and France, De Nil found Geneva ideal to execute his plan.
De Nil and Van Geyte hasted through the long and winding corridors.
“Better pick up the pace, scientists don’t like to be kept waiting” De Nil commented
“My god, do these corridors ever end?”
“Typical Swiss architecture. That’s the Institute for you”
At last, the men had reached the meeting room, where a table filled with surprised looking men was awaiting them. Here in Geneva, De Nil had gathered all of the finest scientists, engineers and inventors from all three continents, and lured many others from America. Germany and England had erected a new branch of the Channel Pact Head Command, called the Geneva Institute of Military Technology. Having conquered enormous spoils of war, and the treasuries of many countries, England and Germany had a collossal surplus of money and rare metals, which they now funneled into research.
In the month November, military science expenditures in both countries raised by a whopping 800%, as De Nil’s plan of becoming the technologically most advanced superpowers was brought into execution.
The summit with the scientists had proven to be a long and boring one, but after five hours of dicussing a conclusion was finally reached.
“In all aspects, honored doctors” Van Geyte leaned over the table in a menacing manner. Indeed, his patience had been cut short by jetlag and one too many hours of dicussing with colorless scientists. After all, he was a man of war, not of maths. “I believe we can conclude that the choice for you is very simple: Work for us, and we will fund your projects with amounts of money you have never before seen. Help our war machine to victory, and you will gain wealth and fame beyond your wildest imaginations. Deny our offer” Van Geyte paused for a while to take a sip from his mug of coffee “And face a lifetime in prison.” “Or worse” He added, with a dark and sinister look in his eyes.
The scientists were quickly compelled to join the Pact cause. On the 4th of November 1944, in Geneva, Switzerland, the future was born.
After the meeting, Van Geyte and De Nil were discussing some technical matters with a group of scientists before they were interrupted by a man that had just exited the meeting room. Unlike his colleagues, who had mostly arrived in lab coats and other science-related outfits, this man wore a nicely finished suit and held a folder under his right arm. He held a certain expression of continuous pondering, an ackward devotion to observing what was around him. “Herr Van Geyte and sir De Nil?” he inquired, with a surprisingly deep and pressuring voice.
“Yes?” Vincent was the first to respond
“I might have an interesting proposition for you.”
“We’re all ears” the Field Marshall had turned around aswell to listen to the new arrival.
“Someplace secluded, preferrably. I would like this to remain a top-secret document”
Geyte nodded “Follow me” as the men moved to a more guarded room.
In the dimly lit room, the men gathered around a table and shook hands. The scientist cleared his throat and spoke
“Allow me to introduce myself. I am J. Robert Oppenheimer, and I used to work on the Manhattan project”
The effect of the words “Manhattan Project” were paralyzing for De Nil. So it was true. He had heard many things about a top-secret American project for next-generation weaponry, yet Pact intelligence had so far been unable to uncover anything about the project, except that it would change the conduct of war forever.
“Please continue”
“With a team of engineers, I was tasked with developing a nuclear fission bomb capable of striking and annihilating entire cities in England and Germany, to force the Pact to surrender”
A nuclear fission bomb. It was something Van Geyte and De Nil had never heard of.
“Could you elaborate on this... nuclear fission device?” The Field Marshall inquired
“It’s a bomb. But not just any bomb.”
“What is it then? A smart bomb?” Vincent replied
“A smart bomb?” Oppenheimer snickered “No, it is the ultimate bomb”
The Field Marshall raised an eyebrow “The ultimate bomb?”
“A nuclear bomb has a yield of 15 kilotons, or 15 000 tons of TNT. It is by far the most advanced weapon man can ever aim for. One bomb, and a city the size of Tokyo is gone.”
The men paused for a while, trying to imagine the horrible destruction such a weapon would bring to the world.
“And this is what the Americans worked on?”
“They’re still working on it. As we speak, American scientists are developing and testing the first nuclear weapons, aimed to destroy the Channel Pact. I have left the team, but by now someone else is sure to have taken up command”
“And what ensures us you are not a spy? Why did you leave?” The Grand Admiral was sceptical.
“I left, because I felt that to achieve my goals I would have to find partners elsewhere”
“Please explain”
“I have followed up on the Pact. I know that you are not simply two power-crazy fanatics trying to conquer the world, which you are commonly portrayed as by the American press”
“Your criticism of established order is remarkable. Please continue”
“I am a jew. With the name Oppenheimer, I represent the strife of an entire community. Throughout history, my kind has allways been considered to be lesser, weaker. My people bear the heavy burden to be considerd a pariah. This is because we are a people, but without a nation.”
“Oh, I can see where this is going.” The Field Marshall commented “Your convinced zionism is indeed a strong motive, and true, we could help you with that. The question I am asking is: What do we get in return?”
Oppenheimer grabbed the file he had been carrying around, and spread it out on the table. Inside of it were schematics, blueprints, sketches and calculations, all printed in bold letters with “PROJECT RAGNAROK”
“Give me a team, and funding, and I will develop a bomb for you unlike the world has ever seen. Garantuee the independence of Israel in the New World Order, and you will succeed. You either accept my offer, or I walk out with it. It is only a matter of time before the Americans finish their bombs and point them towards you. It’s you or them. Choose wisely”
The Grand Admiral walked around the table, picking up several papers and studying them thoroughly.
“What is your answer?”
De Nil looked up from his papers to Van Geyte, who made an affirmative nod. The Grand Admiral put the papers back in the file and handed them to Oppenheimer.
“Your funding will be unlimited. Your team will be enormous. For we are prepared to make great concessions for projects with great... possibilities. Welcome to the Institute”
The men shook hands, and Project Ragnarok was born.