This AAR will accompany the remnants of "Neu-Germania", a nation born from the preserved ideals of the supreme high race of the white europeans, known as aryan ideology.
Thrived through the age of tolerance, only bound by weak laws, the ideal of the nationalism was never dead and gained new momentum in the far reaches of space. First far off colonies would "change" to a drastic style of live and clear selective engagement of families, all the while obliging the high goverment of Earth.
Later in the empire war though, they would break apart and form the goverment of "Germania", forcing an uprising of other nations close by in defense of their own survival. The other nations demanded Earth to stop them before it was too late, but the Federal Republic already got his hands full with the new Bolarian Empire and their smaller rebelling allies, conquering everything, ultimately succumbing Earth to a civil word war on itself.
Dooming the Earth Republic weak and tolerant it let the new Nazis run rampant and the other colonies formed new empires, leaving Earth further alone to defend themselves. The following war was know as the first galactic war and left nearly all nations devastated. With only the remnants of the Pangalactic Commonwealth, victorious in the Bolarian War and the Earth Republics successors, the Republique des Etoiles, to stand against the now recupperating and growing desires of the "Vierte Reich". But when they are finally able to act... will it be too late?
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[center]Prologue[/center]
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[/center]It was the year the great Führer "Preußenstahl" Hartwig died and left his still young but talented successor and protege Thingsten in charge. The national flags were asound in the stormy streets of Midgard and symbolized his sacrifce in the final onslaught on the national commitee of Königssee, previously known as White Cliff. If not for the benevolent mind of his successor and some fair words of the national supporters of the uprising, the rebellion of the true aryan people of White Cliff could have ended the intrusion of inferior races in our system. But we honored our forefathers and decided, that even an inferior race as the British can become a tribute to society through hard labor. And in honor of this new agreement, the loyal servants of Königssee are pullying a carriage with the Führer through the streets, before being sent into the ore mines of Urd. A touching moment of greatness indeed. Though some are worrying about the devotion of the new Führer, being obsessed with fancy ships and nice uniforms, reducing money and logistics, everyone is assured we can overcome even an inner urge of Prussianism. After all their ideals made us storng in the first place...
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[/center][center]Chapter I - The Claws of Urd[/center]
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[/center]It was the late year when the news arrived. An old base of the Earth Republic was found and reinstated. The real problem though, was what it showed in its scanner. A lone mining ship, using a territory code of the Republic of Terthe seemed to indicate either the remnants or the republic itself, to have enclosed on our borders again.
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[/center]The great Führer Thingsten seemed anxious and the first fleet contact quickly gave rise to anger and spite. The "Republique des Etoiles" as they called themselves dared to call of our ships and demanded the old base as the rightful heir of the old order. We declined!
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[/center]Urgently, our great Führer, called Hauptmann Garten, the best spy of the realm to melt with the dirty races to take a peek into their politics, all the while assigning Admiral Hecht to the main fleet on tour to find their home system. And further in secret he approched the "Project Hood", a fleet that would devastete anything, equipped with the finest Reichsguns.
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[/center]When Hauptmann Garten returned Thingsten threw a fist... or rather all chairs of his office of state before executing some slaves of Königssee in spite. The damned republic dared to declare the proud home of the new free aryan people their territory... worse they even got the authority of those from the rebuild prestige colony of King's Rest of the Commonwealth, the fallen chinese empires holy ground Jiedao and the damned useless Italians Neo-Venezia!
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[/center]It was a short outrage, taking days of screams and blood in his office until the "Project Hood" came to fruit. The fleet was ready and even more in the process. And if the war torn new republic knew of them, the claws that were scratching the space inbetween the two empires, they should already have qivered in fear... instead he already imagined the shocked views of the republics people, when Hauptmann Garten blews up the space station and the fleet jumps into orbit. His small pack of lions against their sack of fleas... and then the death squad itself, raining doom. He vowed to bomb the republics seat of rule into oblivion, scorching the planet black, a black deeper than his heart and uniform.
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[/center][center]Chapter II - "Wer hat Angst vorm schwarzen Mann?!", Entrance:Bogeyman [/center]
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[/center]Everything was in place. The fleet was a necessary evil the republic accepted in their space, though parking their main fleet in orbit of their own homeplanet. The deployment of the resupply ship right on their own fuel ressource was the starting signal. Hauptmann Garten traveled to Germania, to start a rebellion and free them of their captors while the attack on the station began.
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[/center]Quickly shock turned to desperation, and the Republique des Etoiles gave in. They tried to bribe us, but still unwilling to free Germania from their outragious authority. We take it all... and more. We declare official war.
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[/center]As the great Slen space port explodes, forcing thousands of civilians to die a horrible death right after their fleet, the desperate republic tries to stem the angry tide, offering an old Earth station. Again the great Führer did not care to listen. He was angry beyond hope and the devastator fleet was ready. Admiral Hecht asked per hyperradio one more time, before giving a smiling order: Full bombardement.
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[/center]All that was left after a month were the silent remains of the once ten billion people... a satisfied admiral gloating and feared by his man to be ready to nuke the next planet without emotion.
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[/center]Admiral Hecht, soon to be Commander of the Navy, was already on tour to wipe out Neo-Venezia, the only big planet apart of Germania in the republic, when the Führer declared him a hero of war. The date of death in the republic, the fifth of April should be known as the Hecht Day and be celebrated with Holocinema of finest slaughter and heroic soldiers. And on the streets people celebrated their great victory, exploding crackers, shaped as the former habitable planet Slen...
Even the great Führer Thingsten showed a small tear that day, before succumbing to his work. Another devastator fleet needed to be build. King's Rest waited in the south...
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