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It will be interesting to see how this internationalist militarist turn in German politics plays out and how the ambitions of the remaining world powers and other players play out as humanity comes face to face with the fact that the rest of the universe, whether friendly or not, cares not for these petty little divisions.

I also really like your attention to internal politics, something which Stellaris needs more of.
 
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Ah, the Dathnak. The one thing I miss about the days where your star system wasn’t automatically fully surveyed was the chance to encounter them in your home system. I often played the UNE, so Imagining how humanity would react to discovering them in Jupiter was funny to me.
On a more relevant note, Germany embracing a more militaristic, internationalist approach is, while necessary in the face of a genocidal interstellar neighbor, the possible opening for a worrying shift in humanity. It’s not that hard to make a leap from “humanity needs to set aside their differences in the face of an existential threat” to “humanity needs to be United under on government so that the alien will never see us as weak.”
 
A militaristic international approach seems to be a reasonable one when faced with exterminators. Though we'll have to see how willing the other powers of Earth are to this scale of cooperation, especially if the aliens decide to divide and conquer
 
The Calm
The Calm
May 2114 - Greater Saturnas City - Gardens of Justice

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The Gardens of Justice were one of the oldest institutions in the republic, with the supposed founding predating the near destruction of the ring. Most historians regard these claims with a healthy degree of scepticism, with the oldest credible reference being Redbud the Young’s ‘Saga of the Sun and Stars’. Prior to reunification, the Gardens served as neutral arbitrators between the various states on the ring.
“That’s correct, Sassafras,” Willow said, making sure to keep focus on the visual recorder. “I am here at the Gardens of Justice. Today we are expecting the final verdict in the Unending Rain case. While some hope that the Justicars will overturn the High Council’s judgement of wilting, most legal scholars I’ve spoken to find this unlikely. The High Council’s charge of high treason and civilisational endangerment against the Unending Rain’s crew is considered well-founded.”

Willow stopped talking, waiting for the inevitable reply from the studio. One would have hoped that the lilarobius return to space would have helped with communication lag, but no. It was still the same awkward waiting for the signal to bounce from one side of the ring to the other and back.

“Has the crew made any new arguments since the High Council’s judgement?” Sassafras asked. It was a stupid question. One couldn’t present new arguments in an appeal to the Gardens of Justice. Sassafras knew this, of course. Sassafras wasn’t an idiot. But a lot of the viewers were.

“No. They are still maintaining the entire incident was just an attempt to prank the aliens. However, the law does not put much regard into the intent behind the action, only the consequence. It is clear that by contacting the aliens, the crew of the Unending Rain gave the human threat a bounty of data with which they used to subvert our defences.”

“What about Captain Elm’s request to have the humans speak on their behalf? Have the Gardens made any comment on this request?”

Willow struggled to maintain buoyancy, anger causing gasses to surge through the primary bladder.
“They have not made any formal reply to this request.” Because it’s absolutely insane. “I think we can all agree that the proposal is unlikely to be approved. For one, the aliens are unlikely to speak on the behalf of a Lavis citizen in the first place. Second, Captain Elm and their crew have already endangered the lilarobius enough as it is. Requesting that our species once again risk extinction just so that they have a chance to save their own leaves is preposterous.”

Behind the visual recorder, Willow’s producer, Hawthorn signalled to end the interview. With one tentacle, they motioned towards the Gardens.

“I’m afraid I have to go, Sassafras. It seems the Justicars are ready to give their verdict. I’ll be back as soon as this historic verdict has been proclaimed. This is Willow, of Central District News, signing off.”

Willow waited for Hawthorn to give the OK. As soon as it was given, Willow couldn’t hold it in anymore.
“Let’s ask the humans to speak in our defence. Yeah, and why don’t we let them park their fleet in orbit around the ring while we’re at it.”
“I don’t know what they were thinking,” Hawthorn said while switching the visual recorder from capture mode to follow mode. “Worst part is that some take them seriously. They say we should reach out to the humans, find common ground.”
“Traitors.”
Hawthorn laughed. “Yeah. Why don’t we go watch some traitors get sentenced?”

The main assembly room of the Gardens of Justice was packed. People from all across the ring had come to watch the historic judgement. In the centre of the room were the Unending Rain’s crew, all chained to the bar. They showed a variety of emotions, ranging from attempts a stoicism, obvious fear or fidgeting nervousness. Several had a thousand-yard stare.

But not Captain Elm. The Captain looked hopeful, infuriating Willow.

“All anchor!” the Garden clerk bellowed. The assembly room grew quiet as the three High Justicars floated into the room from their chambers. As they anchored to the Justicars’ bar, Chief High Justicar Maple addressed the crowd.

“The Justicars of the Gardens are now ready to proclaim the verdict in the case of the High Council versus the crew of the Unending Rain.” The Chief High Justicar looked around the room, making sure everyone was paying attention.

“After long deliberation, the Gardens of Justice finds the High Council’s sentence well-argued and just. As such, the Gardens will not overturn the sentence of wilting.”

The assembly exploded into a cacophony of cheering and angry shouts. But one long wail cut through it all. An older pair were screaming, not out of anger, but despair. Willow recognised them. They were Petty Officer Cedar’s parents. Cedar had been opposed to the ‘prank’, but as the newest crewmember aboard the Unending Rain, they hadn’t been able to stop it. Their parents had been campaigning for leniency. Their campaign had failed.

Willow looked to the centre of the room. Captain Elm looked like someone had set fire to their children, but right now Willow didn’t care about the Captain. At the far end of the bar was Petty Officer Cedar, looking towards the High Justicars with grim determination.

For the first time, one of the accused impressed Willow.

* * *
Even as the German political establishment was thrown into turmoil, the various expedition crews made new discoveries. While drowned by political debates and the discovery of the dathnak, the Andreas Stöberl finally finished their excavation of Alpha Centauri IV.

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By the time the expedition discovered the fate of the Alpha Aliens, humanity was getting eerily familiar with how common civilisational extinction was.
For months the expedition crew had been digging deeper, clearing collapsed tunnels and finding the frozen corpses of aliens. Early on, it had been hoped to find some sort of shelter where the surviving Alpha Aliens could be evacuated from. But as the expedition went deeper, it became clear that such a shelter did not exist. In mid 2111, the body of the last Alpha Alien was found in a rough tunnel, all alone.

A more uplifting discovery was when the Johannes von Gmunden, in late 2113, entered the Pithria system, located at the far end of what would later be dubbed the ‘Pithria pocket’. The crew reported back that the system contained two worlds that appeared to be able to sustain life. The first surveyed, Pithria V, was a cold and fairly barren world, covered in wast stretches of tundra. With the harsh climate and sparse resources, the world was placed low on the agendas of policymakers.

The more substantial discovery was made on Pithria IV, a highly tectonically active world, resulting in massive mountain ranges. However, the main feature of Pithria IV was not the mountains, but the sentient beings living there.

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The Cormanthani, as they would later be known, had a technology level around the level of the late bronze age. In a remarkable difference from human cultures of the era, religion didn’t appear to play any significant affair in either state or personal life. Most Cormanthani had an entirely secular worldview.
This set the wheels in motion for what was named the ‘Pithria debates’. Social scientists were eager to study the cormanthani and their society. However, views were sharply divided on how such a study should be conducted. Some, ironically dubbed the ‘humanists’, were in favour of long-range, passive studies of the cormanthani. They argued that humanity should not disturb and contaminate a civilisation just to satisfy their own curiosity. This was in stark contrast to the ‘interventionists’, who argued that landing teams on the planet would yield significant scientific results with minimal adverse effects.

A third group, sometimes called the ‘civilisers’, or more derisively the ‘white man’s burden 2.0’, argued that humanity should land crews on the planet and ‘uplift’ the cormanthani. While some of these proponents had good intentions, many of them were found to have close ties to various wind energy companies[1]. The civilisers were widely condemned by people representing various colonised groups, including Millaray Lemun Quezada.

Regardless of which group won out, any such expedition would run into the issue of logistics. Unlike Alpha Centauri and Sirius, the Pithria system was much further away. The logistical infrastructure needed to supply would be significant.

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While the Pithria system would appear close on maps, the layout of the hyperlanes, forming a pocket, meant any journey to the system would require five jumps. For comparison, Grossbayern, humanity’s furthest colony, only required two jumps.
The Pithria debates ended as quickly as they began, when only two months later the Bernhard Walther entered the Kappler system. It made two significant discoveries.

The first was Kappler VI, a world covered in the remains of an extinct civilisation. At this point, finding extinct civilisations was almost considered passé. However, there was still interest in discovering the exact cause.

The second discovery was Kappler IIIa, a life-bearing moon similar to Earth in orbit around a toxic world. While small, the fact that it was far more agreeable to humans, not to mention free of sentient native life, made it a much more appealing world than anything in the Pithria system. And while it appeared farther away, effective travel time would be about the same.

All of this made the Kappler system much more appealing, but it was enhanced when the Bernhard Walther made a closer survey of the moon. The world was remarkably unstable tectonically, causing frequent earthquakes. But it wasn’t always an earthquake that shook the ground. Kappler IIIa was also home to colossal lifeforms, rivalling buildings in size.

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A painting of Kapplerius praegrandis belua roaming the surface of Kappler IIIa, done by expedition member Dr. Hyland (self-portrayed in the foreground). While designated ‘Titanic Lifeforms’ in scientific circles, the public quickly dubbed them Kaiju, in reference to the film Mighty Kaiju Deimos[2].
The KWO was soon given instructions to start laying the logistical groundwork for an expedition to the Kappler system. While this left those who wanted to study the cormanthani disappointed, especially the humanists, it was politically far more expedient. The cormanthani would remain undisturbed for now, and policymakers kicked the issue of what to do with them a few years down the line.

This led into a few years of quiet, as the KWO worked on establishing reliable transport links further afield. Politically, German intelligence intercepted several attempts by the Lavis Republic to sour relations between Germany and the other Great Powers. While these attempts were unlikely to have ever succeeded due to their amateurish nature, they did provide Chancellor Ribbentrop with a significant boon in the 2117 elections.

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Chancellor Ribbentrop was accused of using the Lavis intrusion for political gain. In the 2117 election, she maintained a solid, if slightly smaller, majority.
Chancellor Ribbentrop used her reelection to secure funding for another three Edelweiss corvettes, bringing the total up to nine. But the Raumstreitkräfte was about to gain a significant boost from an unexpected source.

During a routine scan of a gas giant in the Nordak system, the crew of the Andreas Stöberl discovered a large abandoned ship hidden deep in the atmosphere. After receiving permission from the KWO to investigate it, the crew sent down a shuttle to dock with the ship. What they found was an ancient warship in remarkably good condition. After assessing the state of its engines and hull, it was decided to attempt salvaging the ship.

The operation was an astounding success. The salvaged cruiser possessed weapons far in advance of anything humanity could produce. Estimates made by the Raumstreitkräfte said that the cruiser possessed almost equivalent firepower alone compared to all nine Edelweiss class corvettes.

Scientists back on Earth were eager to get their hands on the ship and discover how it worked. After some hesitancy, the Chancellery relented and allowed weapon researchers to disassemble one of the secondary weapon mounts, which they did with great relish. It was with significant embarrassment they realised that not only did they not understand how the weapon worked, but they could not get it working again.

Fearing that any further study would endanger the strategic value of the cruiser, the Chancellery transferred possession of the cruiser to the Raumstreitkräfte, who put the cruiser into service as its flagship, christening it the Friedrich der Große.

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The Friedrich der Große, in service as the German flagship. While those that served aboard it found the ship perfectly fine, the interior was noted as being eerily oversized. One crew member noted that “it is as if every door and access hatch is meant for someone two heads taller than you”.
While the addition of the Friedrich der Große was celebrated in Germany, it set off alarm bells abroad. Germany had already possessed a significant lead in the naval game. Now it was charging ahead. Russia, China and the Nordic Union would begin their own naval program, ordering a total of six ships comparable to the German Edelweisses. Canada, lacking orbital shipyards of her own, was forced to approach private yards. They would order two corvettes, with their allies in New England ordering a third.

But even as a new type of naval arms race began among the Great Powers, the high halls of the Chancellery and the Raumstreitkräfte were unconcerned. In fact, they welcomed it. Naval intelligence had delivered troubling reports. The Lavis Republic were also building warships, and while firm numbers were hard to come by, most analysts put them far ahead of humanity.

Whatever the lilarobius were planning, it was approaching fast.



[1] Due to the sheer mountains and strong winds found on Pithria IV, the planet had significant potential for energy generation. Several companies, taking inspiration from the Sirius Off-World Agricultural Development Consortium, were covertly pushing for energy rights on the planet.

[2] Mighty Kaiju Deimos was a Korean film released in 1954, spawning a long-running film franchise. In the original film, a massive creature from across the sea invades Korea, causing massive destruction. Only through the combined efforts of several nations is the creature driven back into the sea.
 
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So it seems that the alien pornography wasn't planned. I wonder what plan Petty Officer Cedar might have.
The naval arms race will have some interesting results. With so much power building up someone is bound to want to use their new toys.
 
Those flowers seem annoying. Let's hope Humanity has some good weed killer should they be attacked
 
So it seems that the alien pornography wasn't planned. I wonder what plan Petty Officer Cedar might have.

I'm afraid Petty Officer Cedar's plans are something along the line of "Face death with dignity".

Those flowers seem annoying. Let's hope Humanity has some good weed killer should they be attacked

I guess that depends on if you view railguns and autocannons are weed killers. Should probably do the job.

Sorry about the long absence. World events did a number on my motivation, and then a few weeks with excessive overtime claimed much of my free time. But the next chapter will be out shortly.
 
The Storm
The Storm​

June 2123 - Beijing - Minister of Foreign Affairs’ office.

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Beijing in the morning smog. As arguably the most important city in all of Asia, the city attracted people from around the world. The mix of influences created an atmosphere not found anywhere else on the planet.
Tao Ren’s head was pounding. The previous night was a bit of a blur. Last night’s festivities had involved the Russian delegation. And to make matters worse, they had brought along some Finns. Tao couldn’t quite remember, but, judging from the headache, he’d tried to match them drink for drink. A bad idea most of times. A terrible one when the Finns were involved.

He slumped down in his chair in his still dark office and rummaged around in a drawer for the painkillers he knew were there somewhere. After finally finding one and popping it into his mouth like it was candy, he reached for the intercom.

“Zhen, how is my calendar looking today?”
“Good morning, Minister,” Zhen said, far too chipper for Tao’s liking. “You have a meeting with the German ambassador in an hour, then a meeting with the representatives of the Nordic Salmon Union at noon, and then a--”
“Reschedule the salmon guys. Do you think we can do the same to Roth?”
“She was pretty adamant about seeing you. You know how those Teutonic types get.”
“Fine, I’ll see her.” Tao swallowed another painkiller.

A quick shower later, and Tao Ren was looking halfway presentable. Just in time for Ambassador Lisbeth Roth to enter his office. She marched over to his desk in a way that would make any drill sergeant proud. As far as he knew, Roth had never served in the military. Did the Germans drill their diplomatic personnel as well? He wouldn’t put it past them.

“Minister Ren, a pleasure to see you,” Roth said, her voice actually sounding like she meant it. Her eyes, however, did not. “I’m glad you could see me on such short notice.”
“Of course. My door is always open to you.” Even if I wish it weren’t. “Please, have a seat. What brings you here today.”

She sat down and reached into her bag, pulling out a manilla folder. So she was being dramatic today… Nobody printed anything unless they wanted to make a point. Forwarding an email just didn’t have the same punch.

“My government learned of an… interesting… project.” She put the folder on his desk. The front had conveniently the name written in both Chinese and German. The German name was even written in fraktur. Very dramatic.

“Ahh… Project Jade Rabbit,” Tao said, picking up the folder and flicking through the contents. ”We were wondering when you would learn of it. We had hoped it would be after the fleet had departed, but you don’t get everything you want in life.”
“Germany has plans for Kappler IIIa. A scientific expedition.”
“Is that what you’re calling it? If that’s so, what are those colossal excavators on Neu Brandenburg doing? A geological survey?”

Roth fumed at him. She’d clearly expected him to be apologetic, or at least evasive. Tao had long since learned that the best way to deal with bullies was to face them head-on. And that was what the German diplomatic service was, bullies with state backing.
“Minister, you know full well that following Chancellor Ribbentrop’s declaration of off-world security, that Neu Brandenburg and Grossbayern are considered--”
“Intrinsic parts of the German Reich. Yes, Ambassador Sung sent me a summary of the speech. It was very well put together. My compliments to the Chancellor’s speechwriter.”

For a moment, Roth was speechless. That didn’t happen often. It was strange what parts got to her, and what parts she just brushed off.

Tao leaned forward, folding his hands in front of him. “Lisbeth, do you really expect the rest of the world to sit idly by as you grab every habitable world you can get your hands on? Trust me, we may be the first, but you can be certain we won’t be the last. I am confident that the Canadians are just waiting to find a world that suits them. I know the Russians are. Hell, I wouldn’t be surprised if the French are looking into it. You know how obsessed they are with empire and world domination, no matter how many times you slap them down.”

Roth was breathing rapidly. Tao wasn’t sure if it was anger or something that could be mistaken for panic. “My government has spent a lot of effort and money preparing for this expedition.”
“And my government is grateful. Project Jade Rabbit would have taken far longer without the efforts of Germany and the KWO.”

A few moments passed, the only sound being Roth’s rapid breathing. Definitely anger.
“That moon is ours.”
“Really? Germany has two whole planets, and you still want more? What are you even going to do with that moon? You don’t have the population to utilise the worlds you already have. Are we really supposed to be at fault for wanting a single moon?”
Roth’s voice had more venom than a rattlesnake. “Trust me, if your government decides to pursue this plan, there will be--”

Roth’s tirade was interrupted by an alert from her slate. Tao knew it was bad news even before he saw the red emergency notification. Any diplomat at Roth’s level suppressed all but the most essential alerts.

The second clue was Roth’s face. The fury and anger washed off her face in an instant as her eyes darted across the screen.
“I’m sorry, Minister. It seems that--”

“Minister Ren, priority message from the Ministry of Defence.” Zhen wasn’t sounding chipper anymore. If anything, the was a hint of panic in his voice.
“I’m in a meeting with the German ambassador,” Tao said, reminding Zhen of the obvious.
“I know, sir. This is a message relayed from the Germans.”

Tao looked to Roth. The colour was gone from her face and she was hyperventilating again. This time it wasn’t anger. She gave him a nod.
“Go ahead.”
“It’s the lilarobius, sir. Their fleet has weighed anchor and is underway. It’s heading for us.”

* * *
2119 began with a classified Raumstreitkräfte intelligence brief being leaked to the press. These documents suggested that the Lavis Republic had a fleet that far outstripped anything humanity could offer.

In truth, the Chancellery were responsible for the leaks, though this would not be revealed for years. Fearing that the left would challenge any increased military spending, which would entail cuts to basic income, Chancellor Ribbentrop ensured that a few especially paranoid news outlets got their hands on a copy of the report. After a week of ‘no comment’, Ribbentrop was confronted in the Reichstag, where she confirmed the reports.

By this point, the public was in the grips of ‘Lavis panic’, with calls to reduce the ‘corvette gap’. Expertly wielding the zeitgeist, she gained not only an increase to the military budget, but also several reforms regarding Germany’s off-world colonies.

Neu Brandenburg and Grossbayern were in a curious spot legally speaking. Neither world had a permanent population, as workers worked there for a fixed term, usually five years, before returning to Earth. As such, the territories were not formally considered a part of the Reich. Neu Brandenburg was considered a scientific expedition, no different from the ones sent to Mars in the previous century. Grossbayern was even stranger. Essentially a planet-sized company town, all infrastructure and amenities were owned and operated by the Sirius Off-World Agricultural Development Consortium.

In the eyes of the Chancellery, this would not do. Ribbentrop and her ministers would need a free hand to, as they saw it, safeguard humanity. After furious debates, Neu Brandenburg and Grossbayern were recognised as parts of the German Reich.

Work immediately began on exploiting these virgin lands. The Raumstreitkräfte were especially keen on getting their hands on various easily exploitable rare earth elements that would be vital for any fleet expansion. As such, both planets would see the establishment of large, automated mines[1]. On Neu Brandenburg, factories were also built to supply various critical spaceship components. The logic was to cut down on logistics by building replacement parts near the expected front lines.

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An automated mining operation on Neu Brandenburg. While very effective in gaining access to valuable minerals and metals, these operations often did significant damage to the local environment.
While the German rationale was understood among the other Great Powers, it was not popular. In their eyes, Germany was now admitting what they had suspected ever since the colonisation of Grossbayern: that they were not planning to share. Already in a naval arms race, the other Great Powers looked for ways to secure their own interests.

It was China who made the first move. Following the start of the ‘Lavis panic’, Germany had been forced to refocus their efforts and resources. One of the casualties of this refocus was the planned expedition to Kappler IIIa. While the KWO had completed the groundwork, establishing automated way stations to aid in navigation and communication, the funding for the expedition had gone to the military.

The Chinese government saw an opportunity, and secretly established Project Jade Rabbit. Jade Rabbit’s goal was simple, to land a permanent settlement on Kappler IIIa (dubbed Chang'e, a name that would eventually stick, unlike their German counterparts). Jade Rabbit distinguished itself from German expeditions by explicitly being a colonial project. There would be no scientific expeditions or corporate ventures to serve as cover. The people going there would be building a new home, and given the significant travel time, most did not expect to return to Earth[2]. The plan called for colonists to be ferried using dozens of freighters, all working under the cover of expanding a Russian off-world mining operation.

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While Kappler IIIa was not an ideal world compared to Neu Brandenburg or Grossbayern, with comparatively few resources and frequent earthquakes, it presented a golden opportunity to deal with China’s overpopulation and unemployment issues.
It is not clear how the German government learned of Jade Rabbit, but they were not pleased, with the German ambassador to China accusing the Chinese government of trying to ‘steal’ the moon. This sentiment was not shared in China or the other Great Powers. A furious debate began in diplomatic channels and it seemed another round of Great Power bickering had started.

It was in this environment that, on the 3rd of June, 2123, the High Councillor of the Lavis Republic White Pine announced to the entire ring that the time to ‘put an end to the human threat’ had arrived. Immediately following this announcement, the Ring Defence Fleet left its mooring in the Lav system, heading for Eissam, and humanity.

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While the Lavis Republic never submitted any declaration of war (at the time it was unclear if the lilarobius had a tradition for such formalities), their intention was clear.
The Raumstreitkräfte immediately mobilised, and was soon followed by their nascent counterparts among the other Great Powers. As per established doctrine, the fleets converged at Alpha Centauri’s defence installations. There they waited. When the Ring Defence Fleet emerged from the Eissam hyperlane, it was with despair that Admiral Konstantin Fechter saw what he was up against. The Lavis had 38 corvettes, almost double that of his own. And while the Heligoland defence platforms and Friedrich der Große would hopefully even the odds, he knew he was dealing with a razor-thin margin of error.

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The First Battle of Alpha Centauri. Friedrich der Große can be seen at the centre of the formation, firing green lasers.
The First Battle of Alpha Centauri was almost a disaster. Unlike the Lavis forces, Admiral Fechter’s command was fractured and disorganised. A significant portion of his force wasn’t actually under his command, as the Russian, Chinese, Canadian and Nordic commanders were under no obligation to follow his orders and many of them did not. So when the Lavis corvettes swarmed Friedrich der Große, he did not receive the support he needed. Under constant enemy fire, something aboard the flagship failed, setting off a chain reaction of explosions that ended in catastrophic reactor failure. The Friedrich der Große was lost with all hands, leaving nothing but a vapourised cloud of atoms.

The destruction of humanity’s flagship was a crucial shift in the battle, but in unexpected ways. It served to galvanise the human commanders into something that approximated cooperation, while the lilarobius, seemingly drunk on success, grew sloppy. Their corvettes broke away from their formations to attack whatever target of opportunity presented itself. This allowed semi-organised task forces to bear down on them and defeat them in detail. Lavis casualties were mounting.

But even this was not enough to tip the tide, and the combined human fleets were forced to pull back in a somewhat organised fashion. This left the Lavis fleet to deal with the defensive installations in the system. While the Heligoland defence platforms had been some of the first casualties of the fighting, the central bastion was not so easily destroyed. As the station didn’t have to move, it had been built with far greater armour than anything that would be practical on a ship. As such, the relatively small railguns on Lavis ships struggled to penetrate, while their lasers had layers upon layers to melt through. And while the Lavis were gradually wearing the station’s defences down, the station’s guns extracted a bloody price.

The Lavis rout began slowly. Then, as ships retreated, the remaining ships bore more of the station’s fire. This cascaded until the remaining ships had a simple choice: flee or die. Most chose the former.

The First Battle of Alpha Centauri was in many ways a Pyhrric draw. Humanity had managed to repel the invaders, but at a brutal cost. Meanwhile, the lilarobius had failed to achieve their strategic objectives while also giving humanity some breathing room they could ill afford to give. What made it worse was the logistical situation. When humanity retreated to Sol, they were in a system filled with friendly shipyards ready to repair the damaged ships. The lilarobius on the other hand had to travel all the way back to the ring, often in ships with failing life support.

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Russian corvette Storozhevoy undergoing repairs following the First Battle of Alpha Centauri. While somewhat lacking in long-range firepower compared to the German Edelweisses, the Eurasian Defence Agreement’s Retivyy-class more than made up for it in volume of fire. Equipped with rapid-fire autocannons, the Retivyys would often charge straight at lilarobius formations to get into range. The tactic surprised German analysts with how effective it was.
The political fallout of the battle was immediate. Chancellor Ribbentrop, who was already struggling politically[3], faced a vote of no confidence. It appeared a foregone conclusion, but, at the last hour, Chairwoman of the SDP, Anna Schumacher, instructed her party to vote against the motion. This led to fierce complaints from both inside and outside the SPD, but it proved enough to save the Ribbentrop government.

Schumacher’s goal was soon clear, as a few days later she proposed forming a national unity government comprised of all the parties represented in the Reichstag. Ribbentrop accepted the proposal without hesitation and so did most of the other members of the Reichstag[4].

This was not the end of Schumacher’s ambition. As Germany’s new Minister of Foreign Affairs (the same position she had held in the von Kleist government), she reached out to the other Great Powers. A lack of coordination had almost cost humanity everything. They could not allow national ego to get in the way again.

Her proposal, backed by Ribbentrop and the Unity government, was a joint fleet command. With the orbital shipyards working around the clock to repair the damaged ships, it was an easy sell. She made it easier when she proposed that the joint fleet be placed under the command of the Chinese admiral Yahui Xu. Xu had been present at the battle, leading the EDA fleet, and he had proved a capable commander. Meanwhile, Germany had lost a significant portion of its experienced commanders during the battle. The loss of Admiral Fechter and his command staff was especially problematic, as he had brought along many of the Raumstreitkräfte’s rising stars. Replacing them would take time, and fitting the surviving German ships into the EDA command structure would alleviate some of the strain.

With the core of a new, somewhat united, human fleet behind him, Xu set about drilling at once, preparing for when the lilarobius would return. Or possibly for when humanity would take the fight to them. The war for humanity’s survival was only beginning.


[1] This proved a sore spot for the Sirius Off-World Agricultural Development Consortium. Farming on the ground had been hampered by the local plant life, which grew back with a ferocious speed after being cleared away. This hampered the construction of new farming domes, and, for the time being, locked away large swathes of valuable farmland. When other fertile areas were designated for mining, this further cut into their profit margins. The consortium would challenge the German government in court, claiming that they’d broken the agreement made with Chancellor von Kleist. While proceedings would drag on for years, the courts would eventually rule that the consortium had only gotten farming rights, settling the dispute in favour of the German government.

[2] While some later accounts have claimed that the Chinese government approved Jade Rabbit as an effort to ‘guarantee continuation of civilisation’, no contemporary documents mention this.

[3] During the 2132 election, Anika Ribbentrop had lost her Reichstag majority, with her position being attacked both from the right, in the form of the Europäische Einheitspartei, and the left, as increased military spending had led to significant cuts to basic income. The only reason she was still Chancellor was the surprisingly strong results of the Deutsche Syndikalistische Partei. The Marxist-Faucherian party was viciously opposed to working with the SDP for ideological reasons, splitting the left.

[4] The only holdout was (ironically) the Europäische Einheitspartei. Most historians chalk this up to the ego of Adrian Vetter, who demanded to be made Minister of Defence. This demand was not granted, and he was instead offered a position as Minister of Agriculture. He declined this position.



So I actually had to fight this war three times before I had something that didn't end with all of humanity dying. I don't mind losing wars, or even losing the game, I would just prefer if it happened in the mid to late game. But if something seems weird, it's because I had to do less roleplay, and more min-maxing to stay alive.
 
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That first Battle of Alpha Centauri was tense; luckily the Lilarobius managed to snatch defeat from the jaws of victory and give humanity a....win(?). Either way, this will be a war for the fate of all humanity.
 
I enjoyed the look into China, good to know that the powers of Earth are still playing their old games.
And wow, that battle was not a good start to the war but, judging from your comment, it looks like it's the best Earth could hope for
 
The United Fleet
The United Fleet
February 2125 - Straits of Tsushima - Edge of Korean territorial waters

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The Nagato at port in Kure Naval Base. Dubbed a “neo-dreadnaught” by the Japanese, the classification stuck for lack of a better alternative. She would remain the only ship of her category.
Rear Admiral Guan clutched his seat tightly. Many of his colleagues in the navy, and especially the navy air arm, mocked him for his fear of VTOLs. It wasn’t his fault the damn things felt rickety. They just didn’t feel sturdy compared to fixed-wing aircraft.
“How far out are we?” he asked into his headset.
“About five minutes, Sir,” the copilot said with the professional calm that one needed to fly one of these rickety rustbuckets.

He took a deep breath and steeled himself. He had to make sure he didn’t look relieved once he got off. Ordinarily, a faux pas like that would earn him a good-natured ribbing from his peers. Where he was going, he didn’t quite know what to expect, but it probably wouldn’t be good-natured.

“Sir, we have visual contact at eleven o’clock,” the pilot said. “Damn. She’s a big one.”
“What museum did they pull that from,” the copilot added.

Guan glanced out the window towards the convoy. The ship was indeed massive, but it wasn’t old. According to their intelligence, it wasn’t even ten years old. But it looked like it belonged to the 20th century, not the 22nd. The Nagato was 273 metres long, had a displacement of about 67,000 tons and carried four 50 cm guns, supplemented by a battery of smaller guns. That made her, conspicuously, slightly larger than the Yamato, the ship she bore such an unusual resemblance to. Guan wondered if the ship had been Divine Emperor Tomohito’s or Minister-for-Life Furukawa‘s idea. He was confident that no navy man had asked for a ship like that. Guns like those had been outdated before the Yamato hit the ocean floor. Sure, reports claimed that she also carried anti-ship missiles, but those too were about 60 years out of date.

And while the Nagato took centre stage, serving as a propaganda piece (the only use it had), the rest of the fleet presented a conundrum. A dozen or so smaller gunboats, escorting a massive fleet of cargo ships. And they were loitering just outside Korean territorial waters.

From a purely military point of view, the fleet was a non-entity. Guan was sure the Korean air force could maul it with minimal losses. And that was without his own country or the rest of the EDA getting involved. The Russians hadn’t even put their Pacific forces on high alert.

But the fleet had requested to talk to a representative of the Eurasian Defence Agreement. And since talk was a lot cheaper than anti-ship missiles, they would get someone to talk to: Rear Admiral Guan.

The only reason he’d been chosen was the fact that he understood Japanese. That was a fact with some colossal caveats. He’d taken a class on it in university to help with his studies of the Pacific War. That was a long time ago. His attempt at a last-minute review late last night didn’t fill him with confidence.

The pilot took the VTOL in a large circle around the ships as he spoke on the radio. Guan saw the massive rising sun emblem painted on the deck of the Nagato as they passed. It was a symbol he’d seen several times in his textbooks, but only rarely in real life.

The convoy had caused quite an uproar and at a very bad time. The Imperial Chinese Stellar Navy was still recovering from the mauling it had taken at Alpha Centauri. The last thing they needed was the Japanese complicating matters. Most people in China didn’t care too much about the Japanese. They were an occasional source of nuisance and/or comedy. The war was almost two centuries old by this point. Most people didn’t think too much of it.

Not so much in Korea, and, if intelligence was to be believed, certainly not the case in Japan. Guan’s brother-in-law was Korean, and he’d called Guan as soon as the fleet was detected. He’d demanded to know what the navy would do (Guan couldn’t tell him) and how dangerous those ships were (not very). According to his sister, he’d been packing the essentials and was ready to flee Pyongyang at a moment’s notice. And he apparently wasn’t alone. Most of the peninsula seemed more concerned about the Japanese than the lilarobius.

“We’re cleared for landing,” the pilot said, taking the VTOL towards the Nagato.
For a brief moment Guan wondered where they would land, but then he saw the rising sun in front of them. The Japanese had an honour guard waiting for him. Guan steeled himself, making sure his distaste for VTOLs didn’t show.

When he stepped off, he had the steely gaze of a flag officer of the Imperial Chinese Navy. He was met by the equally steely gaze of a Japanese captain, dressed in a spotless dress uniform covered in medals. Completing the ensemble, he had a sword at his side. Guan bit his lip to avoid smirking.

“Welcome aboard, Admiral Guan,” the man said in German that would impress even the most old fashioned Prussian aristocrat. Guan bit his lip harder. So much for his knowledge of Japanese. Even here, half a world away from Europe, German influence coloured everything.

“Rear Admiral Guan, I am Captain Imamura, of the Japanese battleship Nagato. Admiral Ikegoshi is pleased that your government has sent someone to discuss these grave matters.”
What the hell are you talking about? The current situation is only you looking like you’re about to invade. Guan didn’t voice his thoughts and smiled. “The pleasure is all mine. I am sure we can have a fruitful discussion.”
“Please follow me, Admiral.”

Captain Imamura led him into the depths of the ship and it felt like stepping into a museum ship. There were exposed pipes and wiring all around him. Most of the pipes had analogue gauges. He wasn’t sure if he’d seen a single digital display since stepping aboard. The quality of the crew was also diminishing by the second. While the honour guard was filled with tall, imposing men, the rest of the crew looked malnourished. Most of them darted out of the way the moment they spotted Captain Imamura.

They entered the Admiral’s quarters. Guan hadn’t been sure what he had been expecting, but an approximation of a traditional Japanese tea room was not it. In the middle of the room, sitting on tatami mats while preparing tea, was an older officer. Guan could guess at his identity.

“Admiral Ikegoshi,” Captain Imamura said as he snapped to attention. “Rear Admiral Guan from the Eurasian Defence Agreement has arrived.”
“I can see that. Please, Admiral, have a seat.” Admiral Ikegoshi didn’t look up from his tea preparations. “Captain, please give us some privacy.”

The Captain snapped to attention again, then marched out, taking the honour guard with him. The door closed, and a quiet descended over the room. A quiet that was just wrong aboard a warship.

Guan racked his brain, trying to remember tea ceremony etiquette and if the Japanese etiquette differed. He took off his shoes and sat down in front of Admiral Ikegoshi. That seemed a good enough place to start.
“How are you finding the Nagato?” Ikegoshi asked as he poured two cups.
“She is like nothing I have ever seen.” Which was true enough.
“She truly is one of a kind. Though, as with all warships, I hope that she will never have to fire a shot in anger.”

He gave Guan one of the cups with a slight smirk.

“You requested to speak with a representative of the EDA.”
“I did. I would like to discuss the best place to land the troops under my command.”
“Excuse me?”
“Yes. I have 80.000 soldiers loaded onto the cargo ships. We require a place to house them until they can be transferred into orbit.”
“To do what, exactly?”
“Why, to fight the aliens, of course.” Ikegoshi said it as if it was the most obvious thing ever. “Divine Emperor Tomohito conferred with Minister-for-Life Furukawa, and they both agree that the Lavis pose a threat to all of humanity. And given the spirit of cooperation between the other Great Powers, it would not do for an imperial power like Japan to merely sit on the sideline. Unfortunately, we lack the ships to aid in the fight, but when the time comes, Japanese troops will be the first to take the war to these murderous weeds.”

Guan took a sip from the cup, mostly to give himself time to think. The tea was some of the best he’d ever had.

“I will have to confer with my government.”

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Anna Schumacher’s new international order got only two weeks before being put to the test. On the 6th of February, 2125, a Japanese task force was detected sailing from Kure Naval Base towards the Straits of Tsushima. At the centre of the task force was the neo-dreadnought Nagato.

The Empire of Japan had regularly made provocations towards the Russian, Chinese and especially Korean governments ever since their defeat in the Second Weltkrieg. While most of the time these provocations were merely diplomatic irritants, they had from time to time escalated into deadly confrontations. Three commercial airlines had been shot down by Japanese navy jets since the end of hostilities, the third happening well inside Korean airspace. Several ships had also been ‘commandeered’, their crews effectively held hostage by the Japanese government. During and following the 2059 Bitoku incident, the Chinese government was forced to bar civilian shipping from the Sea of Japan, fearing that the Japanese would sink freighters in retaliation.

With the Lavis War raging, the Chinese government had little interest in entertaining Japanese sabre-rattling. In a private message to Chancellor Ribbentrop, Chairman Guanyu Zhuang made it clear that he would brook no interference from the Japanese, and that he would sink the task force the moment it crossed into Korean territorial waters. Given the Imperial Japanese Navy’s poor state, the balance of power was firmly in the EDA’s favour.

While the task force wasn’t cause for concern in the halls of power, the same was not true among the common man. Most regular people were wary of what Japan might do, and how it could affect the ongoing war. Meanwhile, in Korea, this wariness escalated into full-blown panic.

The Republic of Korea had been born in the ashes of Japan’s colonial dreams. Much of the country’s early national mythmaking was based around resistance to the Japanese colonial overlords. And while the Japanese had officially renounced any territorial claims to the peninsula, it was clear from defectors and Japanese propaganda that Korea was considered an “occupied province of Japan”. Thus, when news of the task force broke, panic soon spread. This worsened when pro-Japanese 残留兵 (Zanryū-hei) clashed with ethnic Koreans and 海峡漁民 (Kaikyō gyomin)[1].

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Korean anti-Zanryū-hei protestors in Busan. Given the city’s geographic closeness to Japan, it had a significant Kaikyō gyomin minority. These groups were typically outspoken opponents of the Japanese and would form the nucleus of any counter protests.
However, instead of crossing into Korean water, the commander of the task force, Admiral Ikegoshi, requested safe conduct to Chinese orbital transit stations. His force was indeed an invasion fleet, but one targeting the lilarobius.

This caused some difficulty for the Great Powers. While they were all pleased to avoid having to deal with Japan at such a delicate time they, and especially China, were not keen on giving Japan any degree of international legitimacy. But seeing as none of the Great Powers had any forces capable of a ground invasion[2], they lacked proper justification to dismiss the Japanese.

But one thing was clear, the Japanese could not be quartered in Korea. After a lot of back and forth between the Great Powers, it was decided to send the Japanese task force to Marseille, where they could be housed until (or if) they were needed[3].

At this point, a ground invasion seemed far off. Admiral Xu had spent the time to repair and resupply his new “United” Fleet. After months of work, he was prepared to take the fight to the lilarobius. In the summer of 2125, the fleet entered the Eissam system, coreward of Alpha Centauri. The victory was a minor one, as the lilarobius had not fortified their border systems to nearly the same extent as humanity had. It did however rouse the Ring Defence Fleet, which sallied forth to engage. Intelligence told Admiral Xu that he was outmatched, so he abandoned his gains and retreated to Alpha Centauri, which still had most of its defensive installations intact. The Lavis followed.

The Second Battle of Alpha Centauri was decidedly more one-sided. Without a single large warship serving as a flagship, the lilarobius seemed unsure where to focus their fire. Meanwhile, human forces were far more coordinated, leading groups of lilarobius warships into range of the defensive installations. Piece by piece, the United Fleet destroyed the enemy forces until they beat a hasty retreat. While humanity had taken losses and would need significant time in dock for repairs, they were nothing compared to the number of enemy losses. The Ring Defence Fleet, which had at the start of the war enjoyed an almost 2-1 advantage in ships, was now smaller than the United Fleet.

It was not just by destruction that humanity was gaining a numerical advantage. Back in Sol, the various shipyards were pumping out new corvettes with increasing speed. And these new warships were often deadlier than before, incorporating new technological advances that were being made at a breakneck speed. One of the biggest developments was the new Myrtenaster class corvette.

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The Myrtenaster was the result of joint Russo-German developments, combining the existing Edelweiss hull with the autocannons of the Russian Retivyy-class. While the design lacked long-range firepower, both battles of Alpha Centauri had turned into close-range furballs where volume of fire was more important.
The biggest concern was getting the crews to man the ships. Between the massive naval expansion and frontline losses, there was an acute lack of personnel. Fortunately, there was no shortage of able volunteers. In Europe, the various German aligned nations would send busloads of volunteers to Kiel for an expedited training course. It was a similar story in Russia and China, though thanks to their large populations there was less need for the smaller EDA nations to contribute troops. Only Korea would man their own corvette, the 힘찬 (himchan)[4].

It was a different matter for Canada. Canada had long struggled with a relatively small population. This, combined with the negative view most Canadians had of the military, stifled recruitment efforts. And while Canada didn’t have as large a network of allies to draw from, they did have a more informal resource to their south.

Following the Third Civil War, the American Republic’s constitution had been amended to ban the federal government from having any armed force. Instead, the nation would rely on various local militias for defence. These militias were further prohibited from any action outside their home state unless invited. This system had been put in place in hopes of both curbing the cause of the civil war and the worst excesses during it. Effectively this meant that American citizens could by law not fight in the Lavis War until Lavis troops were landing in America.

This was naturally a problem, and there was wide public support for changing the law, but constitutional restrictions and internal political disputes (American politics was so factious that it made the Great Powers seem cordial) prevented this. There was, however, a loophole.

The Canadian military had long maintained the “American Legion”, where Americans could serve in exchange for Canadian citizenship and university tuition. Following the Mercenary Act of 1997, any such person would be arrested upon their return to America. Thus, service in the American Legion was defacto self-exile. There was a surge in applications with the start of the Lavis War.

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Recruits to the American Legion who renounced their American citizenship in order to fight in the Lavis War. While officially considered criminals in their former homeland, among the public they were considered heroes making a personal sacrifice to protect their former homes.​

With the balance shifting in humanity’s favour, Admiral Xu set out on a more offensive posture. Setting out from Alpha Centauri, he once again took control of the Eissam system before continuing on to take the Sidor system. This put Xu and the United Fleet on the doorstep to Lav, the lilarobius home system.

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The situation in early 2128. While the changes to the frontlines were relatively minor, the strategic implications were massive. Now the lilarobius were the ones at risk of facing enemy orbital bombardment.
While many on Earth cheered at the prospect of taking the war to the aliens, Admiral Xu and the Great Power leaders were hesitant. While the Ring Defence Fleet was smaller, they had taken up position around the main Lavis shipyard. While not as heavily fortified as Alpha Centauri, it could tip the balance. In an interview after the war, Admiral Xu said the following: “It was looking like a fair fight. I didn’t want a fair fight. My job was to fight an unfair one.”

What followed was a standoff, as the United Fleet hoped to lure the Ring Defence Force away from its protective cover, while they tried to lure humanity into the station’s fields of fire.

It was exhausting work, as it required constant readiness from the crew. Sailors who had fought in the battles around Alpha Centauri remarked that the battles had been less stressful as “those were a few hours of absolute pandemonium. This was weeks of not knowing if today was going to be the day.”

The stress seems to have worn on the lilarobius as well. On the 9th of May, 2128, a message was received on the same frequencies that first contact had been made so many years earlier. Speaking on behalf of the Lavis Republic, High Councillor White Pine offered humanity “A stay of execution”[5] and a return to pre-war borders. This offer was rejected out of hand.

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It is still unclear what prompted the Lavis to seek terms. The main theory is that the government was coming under increasing public pressure. With the United Fleet in the Lav system, the drive plumes could be seen from the ring by anyone with a powerful telescope. It is doubtful that government propaganda could cover up this fact.
Even before the war, the Raumstreitkräfte had identified the lack of strategic depth as one of their chief concerns. Only Alpha Centauri stood between Earth and Lavis space, and with Neu Brandenburg increasing industrial importance, humanity would have to hold this system as well. As such, the counter proposal was simple: humanity would take control of the Eissam system. This would give humanity breathing space and also put more pressure on the Lavis Republic.

The Lavis didn’t immediately respond, causing the standoff to continue for another week. Back on Earth discussions were ongoing regarding a potential assault on the ring, with Admiral Ikegoshi pushing for permission to send his troops into space.

When the lilarobius finally responded, it was succinct:

“We agree to your terms. Eissam shall be ceded to humanity. Your fleet is to leave Lavis Republic space at once.”
Humanity had just concluded its first interstellar war.

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The post-war borders. While the rationale for seizing Eissam was primarily to give humanity more space to fortify, a side-effect was opening the hyperlane to the Holdebaana system. This would give humanity a path corewards.

[1] 残留兵 (Zanryū-hei), or Remnants, were the descendants of Japanese soldiers and civilians who were not able to flee Korea as the combined Russian and Chinese troops marched down the peninsula. Following the war these remnants faced significant legal persecution and often formed insular communities. As the military threat from Japan decreased and formal persecution lessened, they would often publicly call for a ‘union’ between Korea and Japan.

海峡漁民 (Kaikyō gyomin), or Strait Fishermen, were Japanese defectors and their descendants. Named for how defectors would often cross the Straits of Tsushima in old, decrepit fishing boats, this group was a lot smaller, in large part thanks to being much more willing to assimilate into Korean society. They naturally didn’t see eye to eye with the zanryū-hei.

[2] Both the German Heer and the Canadian Army had conducted feasibility studies of launching a ground invasion of the Lavis ring. Both concluded that the logistical requirements would be massive, and complete orbital supremacy would be needed. The way back to Earth would also need to be clear of any Lavis warships, which necessitated the neutralisation of the Ring Defence Fleet. As a result, all the Great Powers instead funnelled their resources into constructing new warships.

[3] The Japanese troops were welcomed surprisingly warmly once they arrived in France. While some of this was encouraged by local and national governments, a lot of it was genuine. Japanese troops, many of whom had never left their hometowns until military service, were given tours of the surrounding area and many troops fell in love with locals. Admiral Ikegoshi tried to clamp down on “fraternisation”, but with little success. Defections were widespread.

[4] The Nordic Union’s corvette Fryktløs had been one of the survivors of the First Battle of Alpha Centauri, but had suffered a catastrophic reactor failure while in transit back to Earth for repairs. She was lost with all hands. The Nordic Union did start work on a replacement, Modig, but she would not be finished until after the war.

[5] It is unclear if this was a translation error, or if this was the intended meaning.

 
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The various nations of the earth learning to work together for their mutual benefit? This is how we know this is fiction.

More seriously, a really well done narrative of the progress of this war, and congrats on winning it. That first war is almost always one of the hardest, particularly if against a DE/FP.
 
Interesting to see how the war turned out. The first defeat in Alpha Centauri was more than made up for during the peace treaty.
I assume that there will be questions back on earth about how to deal with increased fleet sizes and the necessity of interstellar defense
 
Interlude: Damage Control
Interlude: Damage Control
May 2128 - CRS Tempest - Engineering section

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Jordan was staring at his slate, watching the red blob of ships move closer to the blue blob of ships. They had a pretty good idea of the maximum range the aliens would fire their missiles at, and they were about 9.000 kilometres away from that point. To Jordan, that sounded like a lot, but that was less than the width of Earth. He still struggled to wrap his head around just how big space was.

He choked when a manoeuvre sent the distance tumbling towards the crunch point, but the Ring Defence Fleet adjusted their own vector, stopping the tumble and slowly opening the distance again. The lilarobius didn’t want to fight either.

He knew watching the tactical display was bad for his mental health. He struggled to sleep, he had no appetite and he couldn’t remember the last time he’d done something for fun. And he wasn’t alone. Most of the Tempest’s crew were fraying. He’d spoken to the officers about limiting the enlisted from watching the tactical display, instead relying on NCOs like him to keep them updated. Apparently they were considering it. That wouldn’t help Jordan, but it would be a worthy sacrifice.

“Attention all hands, prepare for manoeuvring and heavy thrust,” the helm chimed in his suit radio.
Jordan looked around to make sure the rest of his damage control team was securely fastened to their chairs. It was pure reflex, and only after he was done did he think about the implications. Was this it? Were they attacking? Back during the Second Battle of Alpha Centauri the lilarobius had taken the initiative and come to them. It hadn’t worked out for them very well. Were they making the same mistake?

He still had nightmares about the last battle, when the forward railgun was destroyed. It had been a light hit, yet the entire section had been a charnel house. Those that died in the blast were the lucky ones. Cook and McLean had survived the immediate blast and decompression only to die from internal bleeding hours later. Jordan and his team had spent days picking charred flesh from bits of broken machinery as they tried to get the Tempest into something resembling working order.

As if to underline his fears, Captain Belair came onto the ship com.
“All hands, we’ve got an incoming message from Admiral Xu. Pay attention.”
That seemed to confirm it. Jordan took a deep breath, trying to push the memories of the last battle from his mind. Opposite him, Crewman Jackson was making the sign of the cross. Ouellet and Nguyen were giving each other nervous glances.

“Attention all members of the United Fleet,” Admiral Xu said with an authoritative air that he must have practised. He reminded Jordan of Earl Browder, announcing the “liberation of the working class from the reactionary monarchists of Canada”. He wouldn’t dare mention that to anyone.

“Half an hour ago I received a message from Earth. They have received word from High Councillor White Pine.”
Jordan felt the manoeuvring thrusters fire, pointing the ship towards their new vector. The main thrusters fired, pushing Jordan into the seat. It was a hard burn. His throat was tight. He didn’t dare to look at the tactical display. To watch the numbers tumble towards zero.

“The Lavis Republic has agreed to our peace terms and we have been ordered to leave Lavis space at once.”

Jordan felt like he’d been punched in the stomach. Part of him refused to believe it. The rest of him scrambled for the tactical display, desperate for confirmation. Fumbling, he found it, and the numbers were going up. They were leaving and the Lavis weren’t following. The joy and disbelief mixed with weeks of anxiety. It almost made him sick.

He wasn’t the only one. He was brought back to reality when Jackson crumpled over and started dry heaving. Training took over, and Jordan was by his side in an instant, checking to see if he’d vomited in his helmet, ready to activate the emergency suction if he had. There wasn’t anything so far, but Jackson looked pale. Deciding to break the rules, he removed Jackson’s helmet.

Jackson was pale and sweating, but he had a nervous smile that Jordan surely mirrored.
“Chief, did we do it? Did we win?”
Jordan looked around. Ouellet and Nguyen were hugging each other. He could see tears running down Ouelette’s face.
“Yeah… I think we might have won.”

Admiral Xu had been saying something, but nobody had paid any attention. Now that he was finished, Captain Belair returned.
“This ship will remain in an alert posture until the fleet is safe from any enemy counterattack. Until such a time, I expect all of you to perform your duties to the standard that is expected of you.” The Captain’s voice was as stern as ever, but Jordan could hear the smile creeping over his face. “That said, you have all proven yourselves exemplary time and time again. I am honoured to be allowed to lead the finest men and women of the Canadian military. I’m sure you all have people back home you’re desperate to talk to, so I’m authorising five minutes of priority com time for each of you. Captain Belair out.”

The hum of the ship was deafening. As the colour returned to Jackson’s face, Jordan decided it was time to obey the rules again and handed back his helmet. He stood up and faced the people he was responsible for.
“You heard the Captain. The war isn’t over until we’re safely away. So I expect all of you to do your job.”
The smiles he received in return were those of people who now saw a future for themselves.

It was a bit silly. With no incoming damage, the damage control team didn’t have much work to do. So instead Jordan reflected on what he would say to his parents and what he would do next. Returning home was off the table. He’d known that when he joined up. He’d be arrested and jailed, even though people like him were celebrated as heroes back home. His parents had been advocating for a repeal of the Mercenary Act, but he didn’t put much stock in the politicians. Any future work would have to be outside of America.

Maybe he could stay in the military. It wasn’t as if the lilarobius and the Lavis Republic had been defeated. They would no doubt lick their wounds (or whatever sentient plants did) and rebuild. And they would need to be ready for them. There wouldn’t be a great demobilisation at the end of this war.

His mother wouldn’t be happy. She’d understood the need when the lilarobius had mauled them the first time at Alpha Centauri. Everyone knew the stakes then. But remaining in the military… Maybe he could get a job at one of the naval yards. That would be safer and closer, while still doing his part.

He almost didn’t notice when they were released from general quarters. After stowing his suit, he found his bunk and set up his slate. Looking into the camera, he hesitated for a moment before pressing play.

“Hey mom, dad… By the time you get this, you’ll probably already know… I don’t really know what to say.” He looked at his reflection on the screen. He couldn’t put his finger on it, but he seemed to glow.

“I guess all that matters is that I’m coming home.”
 
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That nearly made me cry. There was something really moving about seeing a soldier's relief that, whatever problems lay ahead, he gets to go home.
 
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Very much agree, these little touches of "view from the trenches" that your AAR has always had make it very emotionally engaging and interesting.
 
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That was a great chapter! It's good to stay in contact with the people actually manning these huge ships. Hopefully they'll have a good reception to come home to
 
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