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Die Wacht Im Raum

A Kaiserreich Stellaris AAR
May 2099 - High Earth Orbit

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The shuttle lurched as the thrusters cut out and Dr. Rosanne McLauren felt like she was floating. Which she would have if not for the harness keeping her firm in her seat. It was a strange sensation that she would have to get used to if she wanted to do her job.

But the sensation wasn’t just the lack of gravity. She was filled with an excitement she hadn’t felt since her awkward teenage attempts at romance. But this was much bigger, much more exciting. This would end up in the history books, no matter the outcome.

“Meine Damen und Herren, as I’m sure you have noticed, we have completed our retrograde burn.” The pilot’s voice brought her back. “We are now beginning our final approach to the Kaiser Wilhelm II Shipyards. If you turn your view-screen to the external camera feed, you can see the station, as well as the three Agatha Dorn class corvettes.”

Rosanne turned on her screen, but not to see the three warships the Germans were so proud of. Sure, they were impressive from a technological point of view, but the Germans were too fond of solving problems by shooting them. They were the pinnacle of human engineering (or they were, until very recently), and their purpose was to kill and destroy. Naming them after soldiers who had died in the Reich’s wars was almost perverse.

Would Agatha Dorn have felt honoured knowing that decades after her death, her name would adorn one of the most powerful weapons ever created? Would it make up for getting her legs blown off by a roadside bomb and bleeding out far from home in the scorching Australian deserts?

And what about Adolf Hitler and Erich Burchwald? Would they feel honoured by getting their names attached to such ships? Maybe they would. Germans were funny that way.

As they came closer, the purpose of her trip emerged from the shadow of the station and she was grinning from ear to ear. Unlike the warships, the Johannes von Gmunden carried no weapons. Instead, it carried all manner of scientific equipment, exploratory drones, and much more importantly, the Perrin-Engberg drive. It would be her home for the coming months, or, if everything worked like it should, years. If everything worked, she would be one of the first people to visit another solar system.

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Hello, and welcome to my Stellaris AAR. I’ll be guiding a version of humanity that is based on an amalgamation of several different Kaiserreich campaigns, seasoned with a few bits of my own narrative embellishments. As a result, some of the lore may be a bit out of date. Also, this is my first attempt at an AAR, so expect some mistakes and bumps along the road.

We’ll be following the German Reich, about 150 years after its victory in the Second Weltkrieg. This is not some unified world government, and while the Germans are the dominant military power, they do have rivals among the nations of Earth. These nations will play a part in the story, and who knows, maybe everyone will unite after a bug war or two.

I’ve set the Germans to be a monarchy, but I’ll be roleplaying them more as a constitutional monarchy as opposed to an absolute one. I’ve picked militarist and materialist to convey a sense of a secular society with a strong tendency towards “Weltpolizei”, while Mechanist represents a large degree of industrial automation.

Finally, while I do understand a bit of German, I am nowhere near fluent. So there’s going to be a fair bit of Google and DeepL Translate.

With that out of the way, I hope you enjoy the story.

Index:

Prologue: Legacy of the Second Weltkrieg

Prologue: The Space Race

The Early Space Age

The Jump

Groundside

The Fermi Paradox

Landing Day

Metadata

Interlude: The Press Conference

The Lavis Republic

Lines on a Map

A Change in Course

The Calm

The Storm

The United Fleet

Interlude: Damage Control

The Joint Administration for the Colonisation and Security of Space

The Space Security Administration

Queens and Pawns

Leviathans

Two Miscalculations

Downfall

Interlude: Family

The Confederacy

Our Oldest Enemy

The Deep

Tannenberg

The Confederacy

New Ventures

Interlude: Comrades Across the Stars

Addendum: Earth in the Early Space Age

The Human Interstellar Age

Committee Meetings

A New Horizon

A Monument to Our Sins

The Search for a Just War

A Geopolitical Feeding Frenzy

Interlude: The Final Line

A Galaxy for All Mankind

The Burian Conspiracy

The Loyalty Crisis

The Treaty of Al-Azis
 
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December 1945 - Killarney Airfield - Canada

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German Messerschmitts prepare to take off from bases in Canada. Fresh from their victory in the air campaign against the Union of Britain, the German veterans proved a welcome respite for the battered Canadian forces.
Simon Oakly stamped his feet trying to keep warm. It was no longer a futile effort; the new German boots actually kept the snow out. How long had he used his old, leaky boots? It had become a problem during the fall offensive, but that was when he’d been at risk of getting trench foot. Maybe sometime during the spring?

He took a deep breath and resumed scanning for American planes. That seemed to be the only thing that worried the Germans, and Simon could relate. The bastards were deadly, and the Syndies seemed to have an infinite supply of them.

He heard German shouting over by the hangars. He wasn’t allowed near them, no Canadian was. The Germans had something top secret over there, and they were only letting their own people close. He wasn’t sure why they bothered. Everyone had heard about the German super bomb destroying London, even with the censors filtering what little news they received.

“Cigarette?”

Simon spun around in a panic, scrambling to point his rifle at the voice. But what he found wasn’t some Yankee Syndie, but a sheepish looking man in a German uniform, holding out a pack of smokes.

“Sorry,” the man said, a clear southern American twang to his accent. “I keep forgetting to sound more German.”

Simon’s heart was still pounding, but the immediate panic had passed. It made sense that there shouldn’t be any Americans walking around on the base, even if they were close to the front lines. And they most certainly wouldn’t be offering cigarettes to Canadian soldiers.

The man still held out the cigarette pack, so Simon accepted. It did wonders for his nerves. They’d run out of tobacco a long time ago. Before they ran out of boots.

“Thanks. And sorry about that,” Simon said.

“No worries. You’re not the first, and you didn’t hold a knife to my throat, so we’re good.”

Simon felt even more sheepish than before. “What’s an American doing in a German uniform?”

“I’m not sure if I can say I’m an American anymore. At least not that kind.” He nodded southwards. “It’s not much to say really. Used to live in Mobile, but we were forced to flee to New Orleans when the Syndies had their march to the sea. My father managed to get me, my mother and my two sisters a place on one of the last boats out before the city was surrounded. Last thing I heard my father say was him telling me to keep them safe.”

Simon took a deep breath. He hadn’t heard from his parents since the Americans took Toronto. His mother was smart, she could keep her head down. But his father… He was far too enthusiastic about the King to keep quiet about it, and the Syndies didn’t like royalists much.

“Anyway, ended up in Cuba for a few weeks before I could contact some relatives in the old country who could help. So I ended up in Germany. Just in time for the Commune to come knocking.”

They stood in silence, both smoking, both looking south. Simon didn’t know what to say. He suspected he didn’t have to say anything.

The cigarette burned down and he stamped it into the dirty snow. The German soldier from Mobile was also finished and was about to go to the next perimeter guard to share another cigarette. He had just taken a step when Simon spoke.

“This bomb, will it end the war?”

He turned to look at Simon, then shrugged. “No idea. Mosley didn’t want to surrender after London. Not even when held at gunpoint by his own countrymen. But I can tell you this, if everything works out, Chicago will be a smouldering ruin this time tomorrow.”

He walked away, leaving Simon with his thoughts.

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On December 7th 1945, a German nuclear device detonated 530 metres above the city of Chicago. In an instant, much of the city was levelled, and the ensuing firestorm destroyed most of what survived the blast. Among the dead was the leader of the Union of Socialist American States, Earl Browder.

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Chicago a few days after the nuclear blast that destroyed it. In total 85% of the city’s structures were reduced to rubble.
It was the second time such a weapon was used in anger, the first bomb having been dropped on London to force the surrender of the Union of Britain. It would remain the last time such a weapon was used in anger for more than a hundred years.

The date is commonly used to mark the effective end of the Second Weltkrieg. While sporadic guerrilla fighting would continue well into the 1960s, the death of Browder marked the end of any cohesive, organised resistance. Due to his extensive purges, the USAS found itself without any unifying leader following his death. As the remaining leadership squabbled among themselves, numerous resistance groups sprang up, many of them loyal to the various defeated factions of the Second American Civil War.

When the German army, fresh from victory in Europe against the Commune of France, the Union of Britain and the Socialist Republic of Italy, landed in the American South the following spring, they found a nation in anarchy. Banditry was widespread and much of the population malnourished. What had been intended as a military operation soon turned into a humanitarian one. By the end of 1946, the country was divided into several occupation/relief zones, with the two largest being the German in the south, and the Canadians in the northeast.

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A refugee camp in the German Occupation Zone. Countless like them were found all over the former United States of America. While conditions were often appalling, violence was infrequent. The population had been subjected to syndicalist reprisals following the end of the civil war, and the German troops were often seen as impartial mediators, if not outright liberators. This was in stark contrast to the Canadian Occupation Zone.
The fall of the Union of Socialist American States marked the end of what historians have dubbed the “troubled decades”, a period of global instability that followed the end of the First Weltkrieg. The years had profound impact on the political landscape of the world. Britain, France, Italy and the United States of America would all go through revolution, followed by crushing defeats.

France’s decades long military buildup and mass conscription would prove unable to penetrate deep enough into the Rhineland to adversely affect German industry. Thousands of soldiers were thrown into well prepared German positions, only to suffer the same fate as their comrades during the previous war. Most expected a repeat of the last war, but when the German counterattack began, it came in the form of an armoured spear that was thrust right at Paris. With most of the revolutionary zeal already spent, the Commune’s military started a disorganised retreat. German tanks rolled down the Champs-Élysées not long after. In the post-war settlement, France would suffer the indignity of having a German monarch installed, whose legitimacy was constantly challenged by a hated Bonapartist pretender across the Mediterranean.

Mosley’s “Fortress Britannia” would never “fight them on the beaches”, but would instead fall to Niclas y Glais coup d’état following the destruction of London. The ensuing unconditional surrender would grant the nation some degree of leniency. Instead of a military government controlling the occupation, the nation was divided into its constituent countries, with parliaments established and local nobility elevated to royalty. Canadian Exiles were also allowed to return, and to some limited degree reclaim property confiscated by the syndicalists. This invitation, however, did not extend to any member of the House of Windsor.

By comparison, the Italian Socialist Republic came to a gentler end. While the fighting during the Unification War had been as fierce as in the rest of Europe, the fall of Paris and the Austrian entry into the war changed things. The government in Torino, already much more moderate compared to the other syndicalist states, saw that the end was near. Instead of romantically fighting to the bitter end, they called for a ceasefire and a negotiated surrender. The ensuing Treaty of Livorno would dissolve the SRI, but would guarantee labour and democratic rights in a new constitution for a “united” Italian Kingdom. The new nation would even receive financial support from the United States of Greater Austria[1] in return for renouncing various territorial claims.

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The signing of the Treaty of Livorno. While in leftist circles the treaty would be denounced as treason towards the proletariat, it can’t be denied that it spared much of northern Italy from destruction.
The war and its end was a major blow to the legitimacy of King Edward VIII. Pre-war rhetoric had stated that only a strong leader could stand against syndicalism and reclaim the birthright. Between the USAS overrunning major population centres in weeks, and the German conquest (and subsequent partition) of the British Isles, it was clear that if Canada needed a strong leader, then Edward wasn’t him.

Desperate to stave off popular uprising (syndicalist or otherwise) he and his cabinet became increasingly willing to use force and terror to keep the population in line, where previously a gentle, subtle touch had been the preferred tool. The systematic exploitation and looting of the Canadian Occupation Zone was used to keep the government afloat. Even as the Russians, Austrians and the Germans allowed limited forms of self-government (largely due to the massive amount of territory that had to be patrolled), the Canadians maintained their occupation. It was not until after the 1972 July coup and the declaration of the Canadian Republic that the Canadians would allow any significant degree of self-rule.

Six years later the former United States of America was reunified, now known as the United American Republic. Even then the country would never be fully restored. Alaska would remain a part of Canada, even after the coup. Hawaii’s restored monarchy had secured its continued independence through a military alliance with the Germans. And the New England Republic, created as a Canadian puppet state, refused any overtures from the UAR to reunite. Having been spared the worst of both the civil war and the post-war Canadian exploitation, the New England Republic had little in common with the rest of the former United States. Thus, they saw little reason to join a nation that they felt they no longer had any connection with.

In South America, the conflict between Argentina and Brazil would continue inconclusively for another four years until an armistice could be agreed on. With neither side willing to negotiate, the war would technically last until 1996, with minor border incidents plaguing both nations. In the intervening years, both nations would amass significant stockpiles of weapons, including short and intermediate ballistic missiles, some of which were equipped with nuclear weapons. While the conflict was eventually resolved peacefully, this significant arsenal would later lead to tragedy.

But it was not just in the West that history was being written. In the East, Russia’s chronically unstable government would weather the storm following President Kerensky’s assassination. In the ensuing years, labour agitation and far-right terrorism lead the republic to the edge of another civil war. It was in this environment that a border conflict with Mongolia and Tibet would escalate into full-blown war. Russia appeared to be standing on the edge.

It was in this situation that the Empire of Japan made a grave miscalculation. Thinking the Russian government was close to collapse, they chose to invade eastern Siberia. However, in an ironic reversal from the first Russo-Japanese War, the Japanese invasion would instead shore up the popularity of the Russian government. As Russian troops diverted from dealing with the Mongolian conflict, Japan’s situation was further worsened when the Qing, attempting to reunify China, attacked the Japanese backed Fengtian Government. This lead to an unexpected (and informal) alliance between the Russians and the Qing and together they would push Japan off the mainland. Fearing that the Russians and the Qing would starve out the Home Islands with submarines and airpower, Japan negotiated a peace treaty where they renounced all territorial claims on the mainland. The Japanese dream of the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere was shattered, and the nation would turn isolationist as it was wracked by instability and internal power struggles.

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Japanese citizens crossing the Tsushima Strait in an attempt to flee from the Russian and Qing forces marching down the Korean peninsula. Many were detained by the Japanese government, who feared that spies and saboteurs were hiding among the refugees.
In Africa, two massive colonial states continued to dominate the continent: German Mittleafrica, and the exiled French Empire. The downward spiral of Mittleafrica had slowed with the removal of Göring as Statthalter, but actual improvement would not happen until after the war. This gave the colony time, but not much, especially as the situation to the north deteriorated.

In French North Africa, Napoléon VI had many of the same problems as Edward VIII. He had attained his position by proclaiming that France needed a strong ruler to guide them home. When the Côte d'Azur landings ended in disaster, it cost him both his legitimacy as well as most of the Empire’s navy. And unlike Edward, he did not have an occupation zone to exploit and loot. With the nation suffering from increasing rebellions and terrorism from the native population and the French metropole open to all but a select few Frenchmen, many French citizens decided a German king was better than an incompetent emperor. The ensuring brain drain further crippled the Empire, leading to its final collapse in 1963.

While the collapse of the French Empire was generally seen as a positive in Germany (Napoleon had been a thorn in the side of German foreign politics since his ascent), colonial administrators in Mittleafrica were less pleased. Already dealing with several groups pushing for independence (both peacefully and not), the collapse of the French Empire lead to a significant influx of “professional agitators”. The already declining situation was thus significantly worsened. Even in Berlin it was clear that controlling the colony directly would not be an option without significant military expenditure. The ruling SDP, already ideologically opposed to Germany’s colonial possessions, was not willing to commit troops. And so the ‘independent’ Mittelafrikanische Republik was born, much to the horror of the German right.

However, the MAR struggled from the start. The new government had been established with little concern for the diverse ethnic groups of the new nation. Ethnic conflicts and separatism were the immediate results. Many in Germany were willing to wash their hands of the matter until the violence turned towards European settlers, at which point there were demands for action. The SDP, having hoped to avoid using the military, were forced to deploy troops in what would be known as the African War. The last German soldiers would leave in 1982, making it one of the longest wars in the Reich’s history. While declared a success, the campaign would be a major black mark on Germany’s position as ‘Weltpolizei’. It would not be the last.

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Luststreitkrafte aircraft strike suspected separatist positions. The use of incendiaries during the African War was extensive.
The fall of syndicalism entrenched Germany’s position as the preeminent power on the planet. While the fighting in the Ruhr area had been fierce, the steady push against the Commune had given the nation the breathing room it required. By the time of the American Campaign, the only nation that could threaten the homeland was Russia, and they were still occupied in the far east. As the only nation with the atom bomb, Germany settled into the position as the preeminent power on the planet.

However, it did not take long before that position was challenged. The Canadians were quick to position themselves in opposition, mostly to distract from domestic issues. A more substantial challenge would come when China and Russia declared the St. Petersburg - Beijing pact, with the Nordic Federation joining a few years later.

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Students in Berlin protesting. Thirty minutes after the photo was taken, it was announced that the Kaiser had agreed to constitutional reform.
But the biggest challenger to the established order would not come from other nations. As the African Crisis dragged on and Germany sent more and more young German men to fight in a war that felt increasingly far away, those that returned were often resentful of the government. This, along with an increasingly politicised student body, would boil over 1968. Protest swept the country, often with highly decorated veterans at the forefront, demanding increased participation in government, a reduction in noble privileges and an end to the Kaiser’s right to appoint the chancellor. When the army informed the Chancellor that they could not guarantee loyalty from the enlisted men, everyone knew it would end one of two ways. A few weeks later, Kaiser Whilhelm IV would sign the new constitution, divesting his political privileges to the Reichstag. A new dawn was beginning for the German Reich.


[1] Colloquially referred to as “The Danubian Federation”.



That's it for part one of the prologue. I'll see about posting the second part detailing the space race tomorrow. Then we can get to some actual gameplay.
 
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The mushroom cloud over Chicago had barely dissipated before the old (and some new) rivalries of Europe boiled to the surface. The Canadian government, unpopular at home and denied a return to Britain, were quick to position themselves in opposition to Germany. Russia soon followed, though in a much less obviously belligerent manner.

However, unlike previous conflicts, direct military conflict was not an option. Germany had the nuclear bomb, and in the ensuing decades the Russians, Canadians, Chinese, Nordics, Brazilians and the Argentinians would all develop nuclear stockpiles of their own. This new conflict would instead be fought with proxy wars and espionage.

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A Canadian Excalibur II missile sits in its silo. A single missile could carry a dozen independent warheads.
One of these new fronts was space. Aside from being an ideal subject for propaganda and national prestige, the military applications of space were obvious to all parties. During the Syndicalist War, Germany had used the Raketenwaffe-2, commonly known as the R-2, to strike at industrial centres in London and Paris. While the strategic effect was questionable (many rockets failed to hit within city limits, and those that did usually didn’t hit anything of military value), it had a profound effect on morale, both within Syndicalist nations as well as Germany itself. While the nuclear strikes against London and Chicago were carried out using heavy bombers, the German General Staff were nonetheless entranced by the potential for both nuclear and conventional missiles.

Much of the German rocket program was led by Dr. Wernher von Braun, who was also an impassioned proponent of space exploration. Von Braun, who was something of a media darling, leveraged his position to get the ear of the Kaiser. Following numerous debates, the Kaiserliche Weltraumorganisation (KWO) was established in 1951 with von Braun as its director. The organisation’s mission was “to further peaceful exploration of outer space.” That this ‘peaceful’ organisation was headed by a person central to German weapon development did not go unremarked.

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Wernher von Braun at his desk. While a media darling in his homeland, he was controversial abroad. Canadian comedian Mort Sahl remarked that he was “A man that aims for the stars, but sometimes he hits London.”
The KWO immediately went to work, launching several new rockets based on the R-2. One of these launches brought back the first pictures of Earth taken from space. Wernher von Braun was an international celebrity, frequently appearing on the fledgling television broadcasts and giving regular speaking tours at universities.

It was in this environment that the Russian Republic shocked the world with its launch of Kosmicheskiy Sputnik-1 in July of 1956. The satellite was of a basic design, carrying a simple radio transmitter that emitted a repeated radio pulse. But that signal was heard around the world.

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Reporting on the Sputnik-1 launch was often breathless, if somewhat inaccurate.
This, combined with the Russians testing their first nuclear bomb in ‘53, was a cold shower to the Mitteleuropean establishment. Russia was still considered a backwards state that had “only” managed to defeat the Japanese.

In fact, it was the war with Japan that had given Russia a leg up. During the war, it had been clear to the Russian Government that actually invading Japan was off the table. Most of the Russian fleet was old and, more importantly, based in Europe. With the fate of the Second Pacific Squadron present in everyone’s minds, alternatives had to be found. The first solution provided was strategic bombing, and the Russian Republic poured significant resources into research and development. It was in this environment that aeronautical engineer Sergei Korolev caught the attention of his superiors.

Russian pilots downed over Japanese lines faced almost certain death, as captured pilots were routinely executed, and said executions were widely publicised. It was feared that any bombing campaign over Japan would be disastrous for morale, both among the pilots and on the home front. Korolev, who had been working on rocket-assisted take-off, proposed using ballistic missiles to strike the Japanese home islands without fear. The idea proved popular, and Korolev and several other engineers were assigned to a design team. While Japan would seek terms long before any missiles were ready, the work done led to the creation of the Rossiyskoye Kosmicheskoye Byuro.

The launch of Sputnik significantly energised the German government and the KWO. Von Braun, who had suffered significant loss of face, was put under immense pressure to avoid further humiliation. The KWO worked around the clock and managed to retrofit one of their existing rockets to carry a live payload, a cat named Elsa. The mission, launched less than six months after Sputnik-1, was a resounding success, with Elsa becoming an international celebrity and the fixture of several children's books.

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Elsa the cat. Selected for her calm disposition, she became the first living thing to enter orbit. Scientists at the KWO wanted to euthanize Elsa so they could dissect and study the effects of zero gravity on her, but were refused by the PR savvy von Braun. Instead, she would live the rest of her life at the KWO headquarters, serving as a mascot and “tour guide” to groups of visiting schoolchildren.
From this point on the space race slowed slightly, as both Russia and Germany worked on putting more satellites in orbit and perfecting their rocket technology, with the ultimate hope of putting a man in space. However, there was one other party in the space race.

For Canada, space was not a matter of scientific curiosity (as it was for the RKB), or avoiding national embarrassment (seemingly the main motivation of the KWO), but a matter of state survival. Edward VIII and his cabinet were desperate to prove their political legitimacy, and participating in the space race was one such method. Significant resources were diverted to the Royal Space and Aeronautical Society’s efforts of putting a man in orbit. This resulted in the Kingsman I mission in 1959. King Edward had invited the worldwide press to witness Jack Woodman become the first man in space. Instead, they witnessed the catastrophic failure of the Kingsman rocket as it exploded on the pad, killing 53 and injuring hundreds. While the RCMP would arrest several “syndicalist terrorists” in the aftermath, consensus outside Canada was that the rocket failed due to rushed development.

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The Kingsman I rocket explodes on the pad. Among the injured were King Edward himself, who suffered ruptured eardrums.
The catastrophic failure of Kingsman I significantly influenced both the Russian and German space programs, as both nations feared similar failures. The KWO was especially affected, as it had been rushing to catch up to their Russian counterparts. Now any plans required careful reevaluation, as both the Kaiser and the Chancellor made it clear that no German rocket was to explode on the launchpad. Meanwhile, the RKB only adjusted their timetable to allow for more testing. These efforts paid off, and Pavel Ivanovich Belyayev became the first man in space during the Stremleniye 1 flight.

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Pavel Ivanovich Belyayev posing for his pre-launch photo. When asked later in life if he was worried about meeting the same fate as Jack Woodman he responded: “I didn’t have time to think. I had too many checklists to get through.”
In the ensuing decade, the three main space agencies would compete in achieving various scientific and engineering firsts. Political commentator (and occasional politician) Helmut Schmidt remarked that “When people said that the next war would be fought with missiles, I don’t think this was what they had in mind.”

This “war” ended on June 16th 1972 when the KWO’s Odin VII mission landed on the Moon, and Philipp Grünewald became the first person to step on another celestial body. The event was broadcast around the world, despite fears of another Kingsman I situation, and was, in the words of project lead Wernher von Braun, “the final proof of German technical superiority”. However, this proved to be the high point of early space exploration. Von Braun’s death a few years later combined with financial downturns would hamper the KWO’s efforts. Though they were fortunate compared to the Canadian RSAS, which was effectively shuttered for two decades following the July coup.

The next great surge in space exploration would not happen until the 2030s. It was largely driven by the discovery of the Maranzgoz principle, allowing for much more efficient space travel, and the ensuing boom led to a mad scramble for resources around the solar system. The German Reich, spearheading the efforts of the Europäischer Wirtschaftsbund, established three outposts in the asteroid belt alone, the largest being their station of Ceres.

The economic boom unleashed by this flurry of activity had major side effects back on Earth. The American Republic was the first major victim. Having never really recovered industrially from the ravages of the Second Civil War and the Canadian occupation, the country had focused on agriculture and resource extraction. Already under significant pressure from increased automation, the influx of large amounts of high-grade mineral ores from space caused widespread unemployment and social unrest. Combined with the crop failures caused by 2034’s “double winter”, the nation found itself on the edge. When President Mary Whitehall vetoed the Basic Income Act, it pushed the nation over it. The Third American Civil War was not as organised or as destructive as the previous two, being mainly fought on a local level by a diverse group of militias. However, it did cement America’s reputation as a failed experiment.

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American militia members during the Third American Civil War. Many of the groups were poorly trained and equipped, but highly motivated.
In Europe, tariffs and automation taxes buoyed the various EW states as they began implementing universal basic income and other social policies. While often not popular among the upper classes, they were widely seen as necessary. EW parliamentarian Jean-Pascal Boulet summed it up when he noted that “This ends one of two ways. Either we pass this bill, or you can join me when we’re guillotined on Place de la Concorde.[1]”

Elsewhere in the solar system, the first permanent settlement was established on Mars. Largely headed up by scientists, the outpost was dug into the side of the Mariner Valley and employed between 50 and 200 people at any time (assisted at all times by a small army of robots). While the research was diverse, the public’s attention was squarely on the possibility of terraforming Mars, a dream since the early days of science fiction. This was despite most experts claiming it would take centuries, if not millennia, with current technology.

Part of this fascination was possibly inspired by the declining climate situation on Earth. By the 2050s, most coastal settlements (that could afford it) were protected by a sea wall. Super hurricanes (usually no longer classified as that anymore due to their regularity) plagued the Americas, worsening the ongoing civil war in the American Republic, and Asia. In the latter region, Japan was especially exposed.

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The Bangkok sea wall, protecting the city from surges. Similar walls could be found around most coastal settlements by 2050.
Having experienced a coup d’état following its defeat at the hands of Russia and China, Japan had turned towards isolationism once more. The few diplomats and journalists who could enter the country told of an almost neo-feudal state where scores of uneducated workers toiled away in fields, mines and factories to benefit a rigidly defined caste system. As natural disasters battered the islands with increased frequency, most analysts projected a breakdown in social order within the decade. It was a shock when Japan launched their own space program, establishing a mining colony on Eunomia, dubbing it Bitoku[2].

Unlike the off-world mining colonies of other nations, which were largely automated and required just the bare minimum of personnel, most of the work on Bitoku was done by hand. The population ballooned as a result, passing 45.000 in less than four years[3]. A significant portion of the workforce was convict labour and conditions were predictably poor. Deaths were common, with one anecdotal story being that any man sent to Bitoku carried his own body bag in his kit bag.

In 2059, one of Bitoku’s poorly maintained airlocks failed, venting the atmosphere of 356 workers. Most of them were asleep when it happened, and only 63 managed to evacuate or don a pressure suit in time. When the leak had been fixed and the bodies sent to recycling (a common practice on Bitoku), colony administrator Norihisa announced over the broadcasting system that due to the loss of life and time, a double shift would be required to meet their quota.

This turned out to be a poor decision, as furious workers stormed the administration centre of the colony, overwhelming the guard force by sheer numbers. Norihisa was beaten to an inch of his life and then dragged to the nearest airlock. There he was asked if he wanted a space suit or not before they threw him out. He requested to have one. For the next six hours he would beg the workers to let him back in. His pleas were recorded and broadcast back to Earth.

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A street mural depicting the spacing of Norihisa. It appeared overnight in Madrid and proved immensely popular. Copies soon appeared in cities all around the world. The original artist has never been identified.
Back on Earth, the events on Bitoku caused an outrage. Network pundits debated the morality of the situation endlessly, with countless arguments in favour or against the miners. The major governments of Earth, especially Germany, Russia and China, were also hotly debating the issue, though with less concern for the morality of the situation. Japan was already assembling a force to retake Bitoku, chartering every transport ship they could get their hands on as they assembled Earths first spaceborne army. Naturally, none of the Great Powers, and especially China, were keen on the Hermit Kingdom having free reign in space. A response was needed, but the potential aftermath weighed heavily on all parties.

The German government, already regarding themselves as Weltpolizei, proposed retrofitting a few ore carriers with simple kinetic strike missiles. There were already a few freighters docked at the Kaiser Whilhelm II Shipyards, and the dockworkers estimated they could arm the ships in a matter of weeks. China, Russia and Canada were less eager, remembering the disastrous Australasian Intervention. Meanwhile, they lacked the appropriate dockyard facilities to offer their own solution.

Into this series of secret talks, the workers of Bitoku threw a lit torch by declaring their independence from Japan, declaring themselves the Stellar Republic of Bitoku. They followed this by announcing that they would promulgate a constitution and hold elections by the end of the year. The establishment of humanity’s first off-world nation notably changed the discourse, among the public if not among the Great Powers. Discussions were still ongoing on the German plan when Chinese signal intelligence intercepted a message from the Japanese High Command to General Kitamura, who was heading up the Japanese task force. The message was simple and direct, instructing him to vent the atmosphere of Bitoku and not leave any survivors.

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The proposed flag of the Stellar Republic of Bitoku. A large portion of the workers on the colony were political prisoners, giving their revolt greater political sophistication than the Great Powers expected.
This document, later known as the Kitamura Intercept, both underscored the consequences of not doing anything and handily gave all governments involved the moral high ground for the intervention. Germany, Russia, China and Canada all signed the “Space Militarisation Agreement”, which “gave” Germany the right to construct three spaceborne warships. While the agreement didn’t specify what consequences there would be should Germany exceed this number, the unspoken spectre of a ruinous arms race was clear to everyone.

Work began immediately with crews working around the clock to retrofit the ore carriers. However, Kitamura expedited his schedule, departing Earth on a hard burn two weeks ahead of the most optimistic German schedules. This was not as catastrophic as first assumed, as the Japanese freighters were heavily loaded with soldiers and supplies. The German ships however were lightly crewed and loaded, giving them a much better thrust to weight ratio. Even so, the ships had to depart before the retrofits were complete. The work would have to be finished en route to Bitoku.

The task force was led by Captain Torben Rheingold. Rheingold had served as a u-boat commander in the Kaiserliche Marine and had been involved in several special operations throughout his career and was regarded as an especially aggressive commander. But the German military was aware that sending a naval officer into space might cause some limitations of imagination. In an effort to mitigate this, they assigned Major Eva Lasch as his second in command. Major Lasch had served with distinction during the Australasian Intervention, becoming one of the few modern aces during the conflict.

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Captain Torben Rheingold and Major Eva Lasch, both veterans of their respective branches. They would write the book on space combat, literally and figuratively.
The two worked well together. In his memoir “A Sea Without Waves”, Rheingold noted that “It was absurd. During the day we would supervise the retrofits and make sure we were still on course for our intercept. Then during the evening we would run through scenarios, detailing what we would do if the Japanese did this or that. All we had to base our work on were physics simulations and our own military intuition. We were laying the foundation of the Reich’s military doctrine, and we making it up as we went.”

Their work was put to the test three days journey from Bitoku. The German task force had been inside effective weapons range for several days at that point, but the Japanese freighters showed no sign of stopping or changing course. Captain Rheingold, with the backing of the German government back on Earth, issued an ultimatum to the freighters. If they did not deviate from their course within the next twelve hours, the German ships would open fire.

Back on Earth, the world held its breath. The militaries of South East Asia were on high alert while the civilian populations hoarded food and other essentials. The fear that Japan would lash out was palpable.

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The streets of Pyongyang were empty in the hours leading up to the German ultimatum.
The twelve-hour deadline passed without any action from the Japanese ships. Captain Rheingold wasted no time, and seventeen seconds past the deadline, a single kinetic missile was launched at General Kitamura’s flagship. The missile spent the next 21 minutes and 48 seconds catching up with its target, time that the Japanese spent trying to evade the missile to little effect. It hit the primary loading dock, passing through the entire ship and ejecting large amounts of atmosphere. Captain Rheingold then messaged the ships, telling them that he would fire a single missile every hour, on the hour until they changed course, or were all dead. Seven minutes before the next missile was due to be fired, the Japanese task force adjusted their vector, heading for home.

The Japanese government would later claim that nobody was injured in the attack[4], and that General Kitamura only turned around due to “an overwhelming concern for the safety of his crew in the face of imperialist aggression.” Despite this, Kitamura would commit suicide before returning to Earth.

The aftermath of the Bitoku incident was in many ways anticlimactic. The Japanese government returned once more to its isolationist stance, even as Chinese intelligence suggested a violent power struggle had broken out among senior government officials. While on Bitoku, as promised, a constitution was promulgated and elections were held, with the pro-German “Earth Rapprochement Party” achieving plurality.

Once back in Earth orbit, both Captain Rheingold and Major Lasch were awarded promotions. Rheingold was made an admiral in the newly created Kaiserliche Raumstreitkräfte, while Lasch was promoted to the new rank of Kapitän der Weltraum. The German government also announced plans to design and construct three new, purpose-built warships. This last part rankled some feathers among the other signatories of the Space Militarisation Agreement, especially Canada, who considered this a breach of the agreement. However, the Germans considered the agreement to be a limit on the number of ships, and as long as they decommissioned the converted ore carriers, they would still abide by the agreement. Despite the grumbling, none of the other Great Powers made any substantial efforts to prevent this. Though China and Russia would establish a committee to design their own warships, should the need arise.

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The Agatha Dorn, lead ship of her class, was the first purpose-built space warship. Each ship had a standard compliment of 82 and carried a wide assortment of weapons.
The new ships, the Agatha Dorn, the Adolf Hitler and the Erich Burchwald would have largely uneventful careers, generally limited to patrolling the system, and responding to civilian ships in distress. That was until the 21st of March, 2071.

In the early morning of that day, a series of solar flares caused an error at an Argentinian early warning radar. The radar interpreted the flares as the launch signatures of several Brazilian ballistic missiles. The message was rushed to the Argentinian president, Emelia Álvarez, who was still asleep. Faced with reports of a surprise attack by Argentina’s historic enemy, she ordered an immediate retaliatory strike. Within minutes Argentinian missiles were streaking towards their targets in Brazil. This in turn provoked a response from the Brazilians. For the first time in a hundred years, nuclear weapons were used in anger.

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A nuclear explosion caught by the Brazilian life streamer Walpurgis. The stream cut out moments later.
At the same time, Captain Kristine Hartig was just stepping onto the bridge of the Erich Burchwald. The ship was in low Earth orbit in order to conduct boarding drills with the transport shuttle Gambol Shroud. The ship’s sensors immediately detected the ballistic missiles, believing them to be aimed at the ship. Acting based on automated responses, the ship’s point defence guns opened fire, destroying two missiles before the crew had time to determine what was happening.

It didn’t take long for Captain Hartig to assess the situation and decide on a course of action. Within a minute she had called the crew to battle stations, sent a warning to other ships in the area and ordered the point defence guns to open fire on every missile contact. She then sent a notoriously terse message back to the Raumstreitkräfte’s High Command:
“Nuclear exchange in South America. Several ballistic missiles detected. Intercepting.”

Captain Hartig would then bring the Erich Burchwald as low as possible while still remaining in the engagement zone. This carried significant risks for the ship, but would also give the point defence guns a better chance of hitting their targets. Over the next 73 minutes, the Erich Burchwald would destroy or disable 93% of the ballistic missiles, saving millions of lives.

Unfortunately, a significant amount of the nuclear weapons used were not carried by ballistic missiles, but instead smaller weapons carried by cruise missiles. These, combined with the missiles that slipped past the Erich Burchwald, would cause millions of deaths, the complete destruction of infrastructure in both nations, and significant environmental destruction. Among the dead was President Emelia Álvarez, who perished along with most of her government when a Brazilian ground penetrating weapon detonated 200 metres from the bunker she was sheltering in.

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Remains of a village caught on the outskirts of a nuclear detonation.
The ensuing relief operation was scattershot and disorganised. Supplies from neighbouring countries arrived at the coast, but the ruined docks meant that unloading the ships often had to be done by hand. Getting the supplies from the coast and deeper inland proved nearly impossible as most of the transport infrastructure was also destroyed. The few relatively intact roads were clogged with refugees. The situation worsened when it became clear that the fallout was blowing north, into neighbouring countries. Much of the initial relief had been organised by other South American nations. Now the ships carrying relief efforts were turned around to help deal with the incoming disaster back home.

The Kaiserliche Marine would not arrive until four days after the disaster, but it proved to be the first force able to manage the relief efforts. When planes and ships laden with supplies arrived from Canada, Russia and China, they operated under German command with few objections. Though the enormity of the tragedy overshadowed it, it was one of the first instances of the Great Powers working together without realpolitik getting in the way.

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The German carrier Roon was on exercise in the South Atlantic when the nuclear exchange happened. She was the first German asset to arrive in the region.
This spirit of cooperation would last long enough to form the “South American Reconstruction Mandate”, an international body set up to oversee the long term relief efforts. The body was largely administered by South American nationals with substantial donations of equipment and money from the international community. The SARM was granted some degree of supranational authority, extending even to South American nations not directly affected by the disaster.

In the months following “El Error”, as it had become known due to a poorly worded comment from an Argentinian general, there were several shifts in international politics. The Canadian Parliament vowed to completely denuclearise its military within two years. The Nordic Union would follow, despite officially not having nuclear weapons. Calls for the same were heard in Germany, Russia and China. While none of the other Great Powers would commit to full denuclearisation, there was an increased willingness to talk. The ensuing NWR talks would lead to the lowest number of active nuclear weapons since the end of the Second Weltkrieg.

One of the more unexpected casualties of “El Error” proved to be the crew of the Erich Burchwald. The entire crew would receive the Order of the Black Eagle, Captain Hartig receiving it with the chain. She would also receive honours from the French, Canadian, American, Russian and Chinese governments, as well as awards from every South American nation that still had a functioning government. Despite this she would constantly torment herself, thinking of ways she could have stopped more missiles[5]. Two months after the incident she was relieved of command and put into psychiatric care. Despite some of the best treatment available, Captain Hartig was found dead in her apartment two years later, a pistol in her hand. She was given a state funeral, attended by Kaiserin Louise and dignitaries from around the world.

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Captain Hartig’s grave, located in her hometown. While the government wanted to have her interred in Berlin, her family refused. The grave is frequently visited by South American travellers paying their respect.
Captain Hartig was the second member of the Erich Burchwald’s crew to commit suicide. Weapons Officer Lehmann had leapt from a bridge a year earlier. In total, seven of the eighty-one crewmembers would commit suicide. All but two would receive medical discharges.

It was in this environment that Dr. Perrin and Dr. Engberg published a paper on the mathematical proof for the existence of “hyperlanes”, corridors of spacetime where matter had negative mass, leaving it unaffected by general relativity. The paper was released to little fanfare among the general public, but revolutionised the field of astrophysics. For the first time, faster than light travel seemed like a realistic possibility.

And there was evidence that such “hyperlanes” existed within reach of Earth.



[1] Notably, Boulet was guillotined during the Nine Week Directorate, for reasons unrelated to the bill. However, it took place on the Champ de Mars.

[2] Commonly rendered as 美徳, and translated to mean Virtue.

[3] For comparison, Ceres, until then the largest outpost in the solar system, never passed 3.500.

[4] Most analysts agree that this is not true. The missile was later examined to evaluate its effectiveness, and it was discovered to be covered in human viscera.

[5] Simulations done by the Raumstreitkräfte largely proved her wrong. Researchers working with mathematical models found that doing everything perfect would at most have led to 2.6% more missiles being destroyed. When officers of the Raumstreitkräfte tried recreating the situation in simulations, only two managed to destroy more simulated warheads. Both of these officers had studied the actions of Captain Hartig extensively before stepping into the simulator.
 
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The Jump
The Jump
March 2100 - Aboard the Johannes von Gmunden - Jump Point Alpha

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The Johannes von Gmunden, the first, and so far only, ship of her class. The ship was largely a testbed for the Perrin-Engberg drive, but carried enough supplies and equipment to carry out an extended survey should her mission be a success.
Lunch was quiet. None of the normal jostling between Mao and Řezník. Instead, they were model crew members. It was uncanny. If he hadn’t known better, Captain Albert Dressler would have preferred they stay that way.
I guess everyone deals with nerves their own way.

It struck Albert that if things didn’t work out today, this would be his last meal. He looked down at the pack of rehydrated mushroom soup. Even a condemned man would get a better meal than this. Unstrapping himself from his seat, he pushed away and floated over to one of the storage cabinets.

“What’s wrong?” Dr. McLauren asked.
“Nothing,” Albert said while rummaging through the cabinet. He found what he was looking for. “I just thought that we should treat ourselves to something better today.”

He threw the packs to his crew and watched them sail gently through the air until people snatched them. Řezník missed his and had to unstrap and go chasing it down while enduring Mao’s mocking laughter. This was more like it.
Řezník chased down his pack and studied it. “Chocolate, sir?”
“Ohh… Now this is fine dining,” Mao said mockingly. “Truly no expense spared.”

People laughed. It was nervous and forced, but Albert was pleased. It would have to do. He checked his watch. Three hours. Three hours until either his greatest triumph, or his death. His brother had told him he’d put money on his death.
“My terrible luck will keep you safe,” he’d explained. Albert wasn’t sure if he was joking or not. He hadn’t mentioned this to his parents. His mother was in denial about any risk, blithely confident that everything would work out.

He finished his chocolate and cleaned up after himself, then made his way to the communication section. Sitting in front of the camera, his finger hovered over the record button. Who would he send it to? More importantly, what would he say that hadn’t been said already?

He took a deep breath, then spent the next hour watching the videos he’d already received; wishes of good luck from his parents, his brother, friends, university buddies, the men who had served under him during his time in the navy. He felt rather sorry for them. He would know if everything worked within the day. However, Dr. Christiansen had explained that it would take a week, possibly more before everyone on Earth knew if the mission had been a success. He wasn’t sure how that worked, but that wasn’t his job either. He had people under his command who understood it, and that was enough. His job was to keep them safe.

A soft chime came through the speaker system.
“Two hours until jump,” Schneider’s voice said. “Make yourselves ready for final prep. And if any of you are on good terms with your god, now is the time to ask for a little help.”
Albert gave a soft chuckle, then got up and made his way to his quarters where his soft suit was waiting. They weren’t expecting atmosphere failure, but they were also not sure what they should expect. But if something did go wrong, loss of atmosphere would be the least of their issues.

Making his way to the bridge, he strapped into the commander’s seat. Lukas Schneider was already there, his helmet strapped to the side of his chair. Dr. McLauren was at her station as well. She didn’t have much to do until they found a planet, if they found a planet, but he’d argued for putting as much of the crew on the bridge as possible, even if they didn’t have any tasks. They all deserved to be there for this historic moment.

The minutes ticked slowly down, people going through their checklists. When the timer reached T minus 30 minutes, he pressed the comm display.
“All right ladies and gentlemen. We have one final well-wisher that wants to talk to us.”

He pressed another button and turned on the recording. Kaiser Wilhelm IX appeared on everyone’s screen. He was as stately as could be, giving an audience only to them.
“Brave travellers. I have little to say, because most of it has already been said. Today I do not speak to you as the Kaiser of Germany. Today I speak to you as another citizen of Earth. You will not only fulfil the dreams of my mother, but also the dreams of every person on Earth. Because who has not gazed at the starry night and wished they could travel to them? You will make that dream a reality for all of humanity.”
The Kaiser took a deep breath, his eyes darting down to the desk in front of him. When he looked back up he had the steely gaze of his ancestors.
“Good luck, and Godspeed.”

The silence was only interrupted by the faint hum of the life support and the beeping of the countdown.
“The Kaiser just wished me good luck,” Schneider said. “And Mom said I would never amount to anything.”
People chuckled. It was the same nervous laugh as during lunch, but it would do.

The timer continued its way to zero. As they got closer the people in charge of the ship began reading off values and working their way through the end of their checklists. Albert didn’t have to do much. They all knew their job.
“Spooling up the Perrin-Engberg drive,” Schneider said as the timer reached T minus 3 minutes. The entire ship gradually began to vibrate as he said it. “Full power in 150 seconds.”

The hum grew in intensity as the seconds ticked away. The display showing the drive spooling up grew towards 100%. It reached it with 23 seconds left on the clock. Schneider turned to Albert, his hand hovering over a button on his console.
“Any final words, Captain?”
“No.” Albert took a final deep breath. “Execute.”

Schneider pressed the button and Albert’s stomach disappeared. He jerked down in his chair, breathing heavily. Looking around, he saw everyone else had similar reactions. Dr. McLauren was fumbling with her helmet. She got it off not a moment too soon as she leaned towards the floor and vomited. Except they were in zero-g, so the vomit had a trajectory towards the floor, but wasn’t in a hurry to get there.

“Report,” Albert said.
“Mao vomited in her helmet,” Řezník said over the radio. His voice was professional, but Albert knew he was laughing his ass off internally.
“Dr. McLauren was a bit luckier up here,” Albert said. “I think we’re all rather queasy. Make note of that as an unintended side effect.”
“Will do.”

Schneider, how are we looking?”
“Everything is green here,” he said, moving across his instrument panel with a practised hand. “According to the internal clock, the actual jump lasted 1.3 seconds. Less than projected.”
“Well then… Dr. Christiansen, where are we?”

The astronomer didn’t respond at first, but then he got a request for putting the external telescope feed on everyone’s screens. Albert approved it immediately. What appeared was a pair of stars in orbit around each other.
“Welcome to Alpha Centauri,” Dr. Christiansen said.

There was no cheering. Everyone was too stunned to even comprehend what they had done. They had succeeded. Humanity was now interstellar.

The telescope shifted and focused on something else. A small blue and green ball that looked strange, yet so eerily familiar.
“Allow me to direct your attention to something I spotted while I was taking our bearings.”
Dr. McLauren’s jaw was trying to reach the floor while her eyes were fixed on the screen.

“All right, people. We have a job to do,” Albert said. “Deploy the communication buoy. Let people back home know we made it. And I have a destination in mind. That ice planet there looks interesting. I want a closer look at it.”
Dr. McLauren stared daggers at him while the rest of the crew laughed. This time it wasn’t nervous.

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On the 28th of February 2100 the Johannes von Gmunden, under the command of Captain Albert Dressler, made the first interstellar jump using the Perrin-Engberg drive. There had been significant uncertainty if the drive would work. Or if it did work, that the crew would survive the journey.

Even if the journey was successful, the effects of relativity on the crew would affect the result. While the journey would be close to instantaneous for the Johannes von Gmunden’s crew, the journey one way was estimated to take three to four days for people on Earth. With a return trip taking the same amount of time, the intervening week was nicknamed “the Long Week”. To keep from wasting time, it had been decided that the Johannes von Gmunden would not return immediately, but instead deploy a communications buoy. This would carry four dozen probes with a miniaturised version of the Perrin-Engberg drive. The Johannes von Gmunden would then put their report on one of these probes, which would travel back through the hyperlane. With an equivalent buoy already close by Jump Point Alpha, Earth and the Johannes von Gmunden could keep in contact with relatively minor delays in communication.

On Earth, the Long Week ground on as those people with jobs kept busy with work. But for the millions on basic income, all this time was spent on ComBoards and MNets, discussing whether the mission had been a success or not, theorising about what they would find on the other side and debating what the effect this would have on humanity. Contemporary writer Nellie Jame noted:
“We’re all trying to avoid the omnipresent nervousness that has its claws firmly in us, yet everywhere we look we see reminders. There is nothing we can do, because the die has already been cast by people who are the furthest away anyone has ever been. Whatever comes, comes.”

This mix of interest, boredom and anxiety caused one of the largest media frenzies in modern history. Every detail of the mission was examined from every angle, but this well soon ran dry. The media immediately turned to everyone related to the project. At first it was the engineers and administrators of the project, but the attention soon turned to the more human stories of the crew instead. But with the crew out of reach, the journalists descended on everyone related to them. This came to a head when two journalists in Scotland broke into the home of Dr. Rosanne McLauren’s parents. The Scottish government responded by giving the relatives an armed guard. Other nations soon followed.

Not all of this discussion was hopeful. The vast resources the German government had spent was widely criticised, both within Germany and without. In the years leading up to Johannes von Gmunden’s jump, basic income had stagnated and the project was often blamed (while others would say scapegoated) for this. Outside of Germany, the criticism was often more fantastic in nature, with worries that the project could bring humankind into contact with hostile alien empires. Others had concerns of a more spiritual nature, with several Abrahamic sects denouncing the project, claiming that God had limited humanity to the solar system in accordance with his plan. The papal brief of 2098 declaring that the “hyperlanes were a gift from God” only increased tensions.

The Long Week ended eight days later, on the 8th of March. A single probe exited the hyperlane, broadcasting an encrypted message. While the proof of life from the Johannes von Gmunden’s crew became immediate news around the world, the actual message was known only to a select few within the German government and her allies. The exited speculation that followed was later dubbed “the Long Day” by historian Jonathan Boyle.

When the press conference was arranged the next day, the gathered administrators from the KWO were taciturn. Fears of the worst were dashed when they informed the gathered press that they had a special message from Captain Dressler. Video footage showed the gathered crew of the Johannes von Gmunden standing in front of the German coat of arms. Captain Dressler stepped forward and congratulated his crew on a successful jump. The audience was then treated to the spectacle of champagne being sprayed in microgravity. When the entire crew was properly drenched, Captain Dressler turned to address the camera directly.
“I’m sorry, but we have to go now. We’ve found some very interesting things. Here, let us show you.”
The image shifted, instead showing a small orb of blue and green, hovering in the darkness.

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The first image of Alpha Centauri, taken by Dr. Christiansen aboard the Johannes von Gmunden. Dubbed the ‘Ringed Marble’, it would go on to be one of the symbols of early space exploration.
While speculations about the Johannes von Gmunden’s fate had been extreme, they were nothing compared to what Alpha Centauri III was subjected to. Most agreed that there was probably life on the planet. Atmospheric data gathered by the Johannes von Gmunden’s sensors indicated an atmospheric composition quite similar to that of Earth and the planet had “mega-forest-analogues” visible from space. The German Reich hastily organised a scientific conference to aid in the processing of the data sent back from the Johannes von Gmunden. Invitations were sent out globally[1] and the delegates would gather in the city of Stettin in the following weeks.

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The discovery of life on Alpha Centauri III put a final end to the question of whether humanity was alone in the universe.
The immediate effect of the Johannes von Gmunden’s success was a significant uptick in Chancellor von Kleist’s approval rating, bringing it up to 84%, the highest approval of any Chancellor since the 2038 Winkler government. When he presented a bill to the Reichstag requesting funding for another exploration ship fitted with the Perrin-Engberg drive, the vote received unanimous support. This was mostly a formality, as the government had already negotiated with the opposition. If the Johannes von Gmunden managed to traverse the jump successfully, funding would be granted. Shipyard space had been held off, and the construction of the Bernhard Walther began at once.

However, finding life on Alpha Centauri III would not be the biggest discovery the Johannes von Gmunden made.

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[1] - Even the Japanese Kamioka Institute was asked to send representatives. They, not unexpectedly, declined the invitation



So that's the end to the prologue, and we're whooping two minutes into the average Stellaris game. I hope to get the next part up soon, but it may take a bit longer to get ready.
 
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This looks very interesting. A nice bit of alt history to set up. Looking forward to reading more.

Thanks.

Ah the ol'Empire has crawled out from the mods of HOi4 to bless the stellaris realm. Looking forward to how this proceeds, good luck!

Sir, I will have you know that parts of this crawled out from the mods of Darkest Hour :p And thanks.
 
Groundside
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April 2100 - Alpha Centauri III

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A pair of Centauri Monitors guard their nest from an expedition drone. While fiercely protective of their young, the alien megafauna were found to be amicable, if inquisitive and fearless. In her reports, Dr. McLauren described them as having “the curiosity of cats.” On one occasion, a trio of lizards came right up to the shuttle, forcing the crew to beat a hasty retreat.
“Doctor, can you please not touch that? We don’t know if it’s poisonous. Or actually dead.”
Rosanne glared up at the soldier, but did pull her hand back from the cadaver. Captain Dressler had made it very clear to all the non-military members of the expedition that Mao’s orders were the law, and that she had permission to handcuff them and drag them back to the shuttle if they broke said law.

Mao and Řeznik had both been paranoid bastards ever since they landed, waving guns at whatever blade of grass-analogue that moved. Rosanne had been muttering unflattering names at them for the last two days, but the carcass told her they had a point. The creature was the size of an elephant, with thick, leathery skin covered in mottled green fur. Řeznik had asked if their rounds could penetrate skin like that. Mao’s silence spoke volumes.

And despite this, something had utterly disembowelled the creature. Then ripped large chunks of flesh from its back.

Rosanne stood back up. If she couldn’t examine the creature up close, then she would document what she could. Taking as many pictures as she could, from as many angles as Mao would allow, she sent a data packet up to the Johannes von Gmunden for relay with the next drone. She’d taken over two million pictures so far, and every returning drone came with demands for more.

Malinowski was gathering up soil samples (Mao apparently didn’t consider the ground a threat). As Rosanne came close he looked up with a glint in his eyes. He’d gathered about three kilograms of dirt so far and he’d told her that he couldn’t wait to get back to the Johannes von Gmunden to run some tests. She was jealous, she wasn’t allowed to bring back any living samples. Not yet at least.
“So what do you think?” he asked.
“What do I think about what?”
“Isn’t it obvious? What killed that?” He nodded at the cadaver.
“Given we know next to nothing about the ecosys--”

The ear-piercing roar cut right through her environment suit and she immediately threw herself down. Malinowski did the same, but he also had his pistol in his hand. The cold, calm scientist part of Rosanne thought him a fool. If Mao and Řezník were worried their rifles wouldn’t be powerful enough to deal with whatever was out there, then what good would a handgun do? The cavewoman lizard part of her brain, however, agreed with him and she grabbed her own pistol. Looking up, she saw Řezník on one knee, his rifle at the ready. When he spotted her, he motioned for her to keep low.

Up ahead, Mao was creeping up to the treeline around the clearing. She was scanning it intently. Rosanne wasn’t sure what she’d seen, but kept her eyes on it as well. Minutes ticked by as sweat ran down from Rosanne’s forehead and into her eyes. Trying to blink it away, she was sure she saw something moving in the brush. Ever so slightly.

The creature was massive, emerging from the vegetation as if it was water. When it stepped out of the brush it was the size of a grizzly bear, but with the physique of a big cat. Black and grey fur covered the creature, except for a horn covered in blood and viscera. It stared at Mao, examining it with eyes that betrayed some kind of intelligence.
“What do we do?” Malinowski asked, clutching his pistol in a way that worried Rosanne.
“You do nothing,” Řezník said. “Lieutenant?”
“I’m going to try scaring it,” Mao said. “Be ready to shoot it if that doesn’t work.”

Slowly, while keeping her firing hand on her weapon, she reached for the flare gun at her belt. With the same slow, deliberate movements, she aimed at a spot ten metres to the left of the creature.
“Ready?”
“Ready,” Řezník replied.
Without hesitating, Mao fired the flare. It landed in the brush, the creature tracking it. When it exploded a moment later it jumped back and let out a roar that once again cut right through Rosanne’s environment suit. Mao, however, wasted no time and fired another flare at the same spot. It exploded a moment later and whatever intelligence the creature had, it didn’t understand flares. With slow steps, it backed away, before turning to run with terrifying speed through the forest.

Rosanne allowed herself to breathe again. She looked to Řezník and he nodded, so she stood back up. Malinowski was pale and hyperventilating.
“Can we go back to the shuttle?” Rosanne asked. “He doesn’t look good.”
Řezník came running over, examining Malinowski as best he could with the suit still on.
“Panic attack.” He reached into his medical pouch and brought out a small vial which he set into the injection port on Malinowski’s suit. It didn’t take long until his breathing slowed and colour returned to his face.

“How are you feeling,” Řezník asked, not looking away from his patient for a second.
“Better…” Malinowski looked to Rosanne. “What was that?”
“I think we just encountered one of the local apex predators. What I want to know is where it came from.”

“I’m no biologist, but I think it’s an ambush predator,” Mao said as she returned. “I think we stumbled into its hunting grounds. I think we should--”
She was interrupted by the radio. “Captain Dressler to away team, do you read?”
“Lieutenant Mao here. We just had a run in with the local wildlife. Massive thing with a mean disposition. Requesting more men, and the heaviest weapons we have.”
“Negative, Lieutenant. You are to get back to the shuttle and rendezvous in orbit.”

Mao gave everyone a sideways glance. “Sir, isn’t that a bit excessive? The situation here isn’t that dire.”
“It has nothing to do with the situation on the ground. We are leaving orbit and heading for Alpha Centauri IV as soon as possible.”
“What!” Rosanne broke into the net. “You can’t be serious. That’s just an icy rock. You can’t possibly expect us to leave this place for that?”

Mao gave her a death glare for breaking radio protocol, but didn’t say anything. When Captain Dressler spoke there was a great deal of patience in his voice.
“I understand your disappointment, Doctor. But Dr. Christiansen noticed something. There are satellites in Alpha Centauri IV’s orbit. Artificial ones.”

Everyone was quiet. Malinowski finally broke the silence.
“We should have brought an archaeologist.”

* * *
In late April of 2101, the KWO announced that they had discovered “ruins of an extraterrestrial origin” on Alpha Centauri IV. The rest of the world, already primed from months of history-making news, predictably exploded. Massive street parties broke out all over the world, while at the same time the suicide rate skyrocketed. Markets were in a state of flux as investors failed to interpret how this would impact humanity.

There was some confusion about what had been found. Alpha Centauri IV was host to massive cities half-buried in ice. However, no alien remains had been found. It was as if the entire planet had been abandoned. The exploration efforts were further hampered by the harsh climate and the fact that The Johannes von Gmunden had not carried any archaeologists or sociologists on board. The actual groundwork was instead being led by a geologist, Dr. Malinowski.

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In Germany, there were immediate demands from the scientific community to launch a more significant expedition. The Johannes von Gmunden was not scheduled to remain in the Alpha Centauri system for an extended period, and did not have the necessary equipment (or personnel) required.

While there was significant support for further expeditions, the KWO’s budget could only support one. A bitter debate followed, between those who wanted a xenobiological expedition to Alpha Centauri III, and those who wanted an archaeological expedition to Alpha Centauri IV. In the end, thanks to massive public pressure, the Alpha Centauri IV expedition won out, and work began on outfitting a ship for the task.

The discovery of alien remnants brought up another question that had lurked in the back of everyone’s mind, but had been dismissed as being far fetched by most. Other sentient life had at one point clearly existed. What would happen if humanity encountered an extant alien civilisation?

The Stettin Conference, already well established to process and coordinate the vast amounts of data being sent back from Alpha Centauri, was thus expanded to include archaeologists, sociologists and political scientists. But the subject of first contact was not just academic. Every person on Earth had their opinion on how humanity should greet an alien civilisation, and they were not shy about sharing them.

Some views held more sway than others. Some pundits proclaimed that any alien race would exist in opposition to humanity, and should be met with a force if need be. These ideas were roundly dismissed, derided as the result of ‘a terminal overdose of alien invasion stories’. Likewise, those arguing that humanity should meet the aliens with open arms were also dismissed. The head of the First Contact Advisory Board, Dr. Leclair, remarked that “it is unlikely that intelligent life will take the form of nubile, green-skinned women eager to learn ‘this thing you call love’.”

One of the more persuasive arguments came from an unexpected source. A group representing various tribal interests in North and South America arrived in Stettin and requested to address the conference. While they were initially denied[1], pressure from the Central African Federation’s delegation got them admitted. Once inside the conference, the group’s leader, Millaray Lemun Quezada, addressed the assembly. She urged world leaders to remember the fate of her ancestors. How disease and war had driven the native people of America to collapse. And with a final plea for humanity to avoid the mistakes of the past, she ended her speech with one question: if contact was made with an alien species tomorrow, would humanity play the role of the natives, the Europeans, or something else?

In the end the delegation’s arguments won out, and the Advisory Board presented a cautious approach to any intelligent life. While many were unhappy with the compromise, most were at least happy that First Contact wouldn’t be handled by the German military.

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But not everyone was looking at Alpha Centauri III and all its wonders. On their journey through the system, the Johannes von Gmunden had noted several celestial bodies that were suspected of having a wealth of mineral resources. In a private dinner with Chancellor von Kleist, Hannover based mining mogul Sofia Leonie Wolff suggested that the Johannes von Gmunden do a more thorough survey of the system before moving on. While von Kleist would always maintain that a thorough survey had always been planned (a claim that was backed up by the KWO), the fact that Wolff was a considerable donor to von Kleist’s campaign was noted by many critics. Following this, Wolff’s company, Ceres BG GmbH, would make significant investments, including ordering a zero-G construction craft as well as two new ore carriers, all equipped with Perrin-Engberg drives. The age of interstellar trade was about to begin.

[1] - Officially this was due to them lacking the necessary academic qualifications. Even at the time, few believed this.
 
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This is riveting so far, I love the early formation of space driven politics and the break in of well written dialogue between characters. Looking forward to the next chapter and who humanity meets first
 
I love how this is shaping up!
I especially enjoyed the portrayal of Alpha Centauri life, it's rarely done and you did a great job of it!
Also, the first FTL trip was a very good read!
Looking forward to the Reich's governance in space and its (foreshadowed?) interaction with the other Earth powers.
 
The Fermi Paradox
The Fermi Paradox
February 2102 - Kaiser Otto IV Technical University in Klagenfurt - Guidance Councillor’s Office

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The Kaiser Otto University library. While most institutions had long since transitioned to a primarily digital collection, the University prided itself on a large paper collection.
The guy next to Adrian was tapping his foot from boredom, and it drove Adrian insane. He’d been smart, he’d brought a book. A physical one, from the library. The guy next to him had only brought his slate. It ran out of power two hours in. That was four hours ago.

Being bored was fine. Being bored in a way that distracted everyone else was unforgivable. He tried to focus on his book, a catalogue of the discoveries made on Alpha Centauri III, but the tapping was incessant.

The door to the councillor’s office opened and everyone’s attention was hyper focused. The girl who stepped out looked dejected, clearly holding back tears.
“Umm… Adrian Glöckner. You’re next,” she said before hurrying off.

Adrian stepped up, his legs feeling like they would collapse under him. He walked to the door with everyone’s gaze following him. He felt like he was walking to the gallows. Probably looked like it as well.

Opening the door to the small office, she found the guidance councillor, Ms. Pásztor sitting behind the desk. She was moving through some notes on her screen, then put up a countdown timer and had it count down ten minutes.
“Close the door and have a seat,” she said. Adrian did so without a word.

A minute passed with Ms. Pásztor reading from her screen.
“I understand you want to pursue a degree in biology.”
“Yes. I want to--”
“I can tell you right off the bat that you don’t have enough merits for in-person classes.”
“What about--”
“If someone drops off? I’m afraid that’s unlikely. There are 186 people on the waiting list for that course alone.”

Adrian took a deep breath. This was okay. He had expected this. His grades had never been good. Nowhere close to getting into a bad school, never mind a good one. So when he finished his mandatory education, everyone had just suggested basic income for him. That had seemed like a good idea at the time. That was seven years ago, and those seven years had been the worst of his life. He’d been floating through life, a steady stream of empty vids, porn and games. There were days where he’d been unsure what time of year it was.

“Then can you put me up as number 187?”
Ms. Pásztor shrugged and made some notes. Adrian continued. “I was thinking about doing independent studies.”
She peered at him. “That is an option, but I have to warn you, it will be hard. We have a significant drop off rate among the people taking in-person classes. And looking at your file, I don’t think you have the skills needed to finish this.”
“Don’t worry about that.”

She noticed the book he was holding in his lap.
“If you’re hoping to join one of those expeditions, they only take the best. People who have years of experience.”
“Then now would be a great time to start, wouldn’t it?”
She shrugged again and made some more notes on the file. “I’m putting you down for independent studies. Please confirm here.”

Adrian leaned over and put his fingerprint on the reader.
“When you leave, please have Ms. Grosser come in,” she said, resetting the countdown timer.

* * *
On the 10th of February 2102, the exploration ship Andreas Stöberl departed the Kaiser Wilhelm II Shipyards. It was the third ship of its type, the Bernhard Walther having been completed a year prior. However, unlike its sister ships, the Andreas Stöberl was not equipped to take a small crew vast distances. Instead, it would carry a massive crew of 214 people, mostly scientists, to explore the abandoned world of Alpha Centauri IV.

While both the public and the scientific community were excited about the expedition, there was no shortage of people disappointed that an expedition to Alpha Centauri III had to wait. The KWO had exceeded its budget with a considerable margin, even with emergency budgetary allocations. Work on an expedition craft wouldn’t start until early 2103, and the ship wasn’t expected to arrive in the system until August of 2104.

Despite this, much of the KWO’s administrators were secretly happy about the delay. Both public and political demand on the organisation had been extreme ever since the Johannes von Gmunden’s first jump. There had been constant demands to immediately react to every single discovery made. While nobody was talking publicly about it, the Andreas Stöberl expedition had been haphazardly organised, with the increased crew count straining the ship’s life support systems. So KWO planners were happy to have more time to properly prepare the Alpha Centauri III expedition.

Despite the delays, the Johannes von Gmunden and the Bernhard Walther continued their survey of the nearby star cluster, and both made startling discoveries.

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A map of the local cluster. The Johannes von Gmunden was tasked with surveying the cluster surrounding Sol. Bernhard Walther was sent anti-spinward (colloquially called East), through the Vinjim system.
The Bernhard Walther led the charge with the discovery of an ancient mural on one of the Ackmall system’s moons. The mural, preserved in an artificial cave on the geologically inactive moon, was dated to be more than 80 million years old. The idea that an alien civilisation was active in the area while dinosaurs still roamed on Earth set the public’s mind ablaze. While a lot of the discussion was serious, at least one memorable animated film featured an alien war being fought on Earth. The film ended with victory for one side as it dropped an asteroid on Earth, leading to the Cretaceous extinction.

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While the mural mostly contained technical and scientific details, it also provided a lot of data for sociologists who were trying to learn about the mural’s creators.
Not to be outdone, however, the Johannes von Gmunden discovered an abandoned space station in the Procyon system. Inside they found the mummified remains of several six-legged, mammalian-esque aliens. The shock of finding the physical remains of an alien species was intensified when the crew activated the long-dormant computer systems. It was clear that the aliens had known they were dying, and they had reprogrammed the station’s computer to act as a record. Though severely corrupted from millennia of solar radiation, the database contained a detailed record of their language.

The information was duly passed back to Earth, where the Stettin Conference, now an increasingly permanent fixture in the city, devoured it. Linguists and mathematicians poured over the information and found it surprisingly easy to translate. The alien species had been part of the “Irassian Concordat”, which had been active in the area about a million years ago.

Much like the discoveries on Alpha Centauri IV, there were calls for a more thorough investigation of the station. However, just as the KWO was about to start their petitions to the government, the Stettin Conference discovered references to the “Jovian Pox”, a plague that had ravaged the Concordat. With this discovery the Chancellery took immediate action, ordering the Johannes von Gmunden to quarantine the station. Any craft not specifically prepared to deal with infectious diseases were barred from docking with the station and the expedition crew would be subjected to a year long quarantine upon their return to Earth. While this may seem harsh to a modern reader, the Chancellery still remembered the 2068 “New Ebola” outbreak that killed 17 million people. While the scientific community were saddened by the decision, few disagreed with it.

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Following the discovery of the Irassian Concordat, the KWO instructed all expedition craft to be on the lookout for more Concordat remains. As the station was “only” a million years old and in surprisingly good condition, there were high hopes that other facilities could be found.
These twin discoveries brought new, uncomfortable questions to the forefront. Humanity had only been an interstellar species for a few scant years, yet had in that time found the remains of three different civilisations, all dated to vastly different periods. Previously, one of the possible solutions to the Fermi Paradox had been that sentient life was either exceedingly rare or went extinct before becoming interstellar. Now it was clear that neither of these points was necessarily true, and that the Great Filter might still be ahead of humanity.

However, humanity would only get to wrestle with these thoughts for a year before a new variable was introduced.

In January of 2104, the Director of the KWO, Heinrich Walter von Roon, was informed of a potential error with the communication buoy sent to the Eissam system. Eissam, bordering on the Alpha Centauri system, had not been surveyed by any human spacecraft. The Johannes von Gmunden had been sent to explore the other systems in the cluster first. However, she had deployed one of her communication buoys to Eissam in preparation of any future travel to the system.

During a routine communications check, the KWO sent a probe from Alpha Centauri to Eissam, with instructions for the buoy to send one in return. It did so with no issue, but the technician quickly realised that it had returned with a garbled data package. At first it was believed to be the result of solar radiation, but the signal was too regular for that to be likely. Fearing for the integrity of their communication system, the KWO contacted the Raumstreitkräfte for assistance.

By chance, one of the Raumstreitkräfte technicians sent to aid the KWO had dinner with a colleague who worked in signal intelligence. After agreeing to take a look at the problem, she quickly realised that the signal was reminiscent of a military grade LIDAR ping. After testing the theory by having the Agatha Dorn fire a LIDAR ping on one of the buoys in the Sol system, the results were presented to the KWO, the Stettin Conference, and the German government. Humanity had just made first contact.

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Looking forward to the Reich's governance in space and its (foreshadowed?) interaction with the other Earth powers.

Planning for a fair bit of political backbiting, but we'll see how things turn out. One of the unexpected joys of writing an AAR is how the game just throws a curveball at you. I am looking forwards to writing about colonization rights.
 
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Will contact be a boon or a curse? It’s far to early to tell, but I imagine this is one question that will keep those in the know up at night.
 
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I genuinely love the bureaucratic details you get into like diplomatic bureaucratic struggles over funding expeditions as your poor government runs into the early game rush of choices.

I also wanted to let you know I nominated you for WritAAR of the week. It's well deserved.
 
I'm really enjoying this so far. Subbed :)
 
I expect that Adrian will have an interesting future ahead of him.
First contact is going to be very interesting. Who on Earth gets to negotiate with the aliens? Will Earth unite as a result or find external aid for internal disputes?
 
Landing Day
Landing Day
August 2104 - SMR Meteor - Heavy Shuttle A - Alpha Centauri III Low Orbit

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The SMR Meteor in orbit around Alpha Centauri III. The ship itself would remain in orbit, serving as a staging ground for traffic coming to or from the planet. The ship carried two heavy shuttles and several smaller crafts. The first shuttle would land and act as a semi-permanent shelter for the expedition crew, while the second would ferry down the heavy machinery needed to assemble “the dome”.
Dr. Jean-Lucien Brodeur checked the pressure seal on his soft suit one more time. The tests from the Johannes von Gmunden indicated the atmosphere was breathable, even a little high in oxygen, but he wasn’t going to be the one who put that to the test.

His wrist-mounted slate beeped, a ship-wide announcement telling everyone to find their seats.
“So it’s about to begin then…”
He made one more check of the seals on his helmet, then headed for the shuttle’s passenger compartment. Rows upon rows of crash seats had been installed. It was worrying in a way. Did the expedition expect this to get rough?

He found his seat and strapped in as the compartment filled with people. Some were chatting eagerly, others were being eerily silent. After some time he noticed a pattern: the scientists were quiet, the engineers weren’t. He wasn’t a sociologist, the few they’d brought along were still on the Meteor, but he wondered if it meant something. Maybe he could mention it to one of them later. Unlike the rest of the expedition, their work began before they left Earth.

His slate flashed with a priority transmission from Lt. Rüger. Jean-Lucien answered at once and the pilot’s face appeared on-screen.
“Dr. Brodeur, I would like an update on the storm hitting the southern continent.”
“Nothing new to report,” Jean-Lucien answered while pulling up the weather data to make sure. “It’s expected to make landfall tomorrow, but it shouldn’t have any influence on our site.”
Lt. Rüger nodded. “Thank you, Doctor. Sorry to disturb you.”

The transmission ended and the screen went blank. If the pilots were keeping track of the weather on different continents… Well, at least it wasn’t just the scientists who were nervous.

His earpiece crackled, and Lt. Rüger’s voice appeared on the main channel.
“Good morning meine Damen und Herren,” Lt. Rüger said, his voice now the calm cool of military pilots everywhere. “Welcome aboard this shuttle trip from the SMR Meteor to the surface. We’re expecting a transit time just short of an hour with minimal turbulence. The ground temperature is a cosy 22 degrees Celsius and clear skies. Before we depart, I ask that everyone check in that they’re seated and strapped in.”

Jean-Lucien pressed the check-in key that had appeared on his slate, then grabbed onto the crash harness. Others did the same all around him. Nobody was talking now.
“Very well then,” Lt. Rüger said. “All clear. Prepare for thrusters in 90 seconds.”
He counted down the final five seconds. People tensed up when he reached two. The shuttle shuddered as the thrusters fired, and they were underway.

There was indeed minor turbulence as they hit the atmosphere, but the journey down was nowhere near as dramatic as people had feared. As they descended, Jean-Lucien brought up the external camera feed on his slate. He suspected most people on the shuttle were doing the same. But unlike them, he wasn’t looking at the ground. Instead he studied the clouds, and their distinct greenish tint. They had fascinated him ever since he’d first seen pictures of them back in Stettin. He couldn’t wait to get a drone up there to take some samples. Alas, that would have to wait. Once on the ground, his job was to give the rest of the expedition accurate weather reports. Not the most glamorous assignment, but he understood the importance of it.

“Starting final approach,” Lt. Rüger said. “Touchdown in five minutes.”
Those five minutes lasted longer than the entire journey down as the mix of fear and excitement stretched out every second.
“Touchdown in ten.”
Jean-Lucien knew everyone was keeping their own count. He was at two when the skids reached firm ground.

“Meine Damen und Herren,” Lt. Rüger said, his cool tone just barely masking the giddiness he and everyone else were feeling. “Welcome to Neu Brandenburg.”

* * *
On the 19th of August 2104, the SMR Meteor made landfall on Alpha Centauri III, becoming the first permanent settlement on another world. The planet, while still officially called Alpha Centauri III, soon earned a nickname. As a significant portion of the expedition’s crew were alumni of the Brandenburg Technical University, the planet was colloquially referred to as Neu Brandenburg. While officially discouraged, the name often found its way into reports going back to Earth. From there it quickly spread through the media. By the end of the year, the planet’s de facto name had been decided.

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Street parties broke out in several cities when news broke that the expedition had landed. In time the event would become a public holiday known as “Landing Day”, celebrated both on Earth and Neu Brandenburg.​

Work immediately started on “the dome”, a colossal steel and glass structure that would be environmentally sealed from the rest of the planet. While tests done by the Johannes von Gmunden had shown the atmosphere breathable for humans, the fear of cross-contamination was still significant. Once the dome was up and running, the rest of the expedition’s crew could be brought down, and more thorough studies would begin.

The Alpha Centauri III expedition had in many ways become a rollercoaster of shifting priorities. The Alpha Centauri IV expedition had taken both the funding and the spotlight from Alpha Centauri III. However, once on the ground, the Alpha Centauri IV expedition found little but windswept streets and decaying buildings. There were scant few signs of whoever had lived on the planet. The discovery of a massive underground tunnel network did suggest that the planet’s inhabitants had been forced to seek shelter underground, but concrete proof was proving elusive.

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Exploration of the tunnels proved slow and, at times, treacherous.​

The Alpha Centauri III expedition fell further into the shadow when the German government announced, following protracted consultations with their allies and other major powers, that it had discovered signs of an extant alien civilisation.

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The alien ships were of a curious design. While the overall structure was familiar to human engineers, certain features left them stumped.
Ever since the Johannes von Gmunden had made its first jump, humanity had been waiting for this moment. It was in many ways anticlimactic. There was no dramatic landing in front of the Reichstag, with mysterious figures walking down the ramp of their spaceship to a waiting human delegation. Nor was there armed conflict waged in the stars. Instead, the alien ships travelled around the Eissam system, surveying it much like humanity was doing elsewhere. It was clear the aliens knew of humanity’s presence. Ever since the discovery, the KWO had been beaming the Stettin Conference’s First Contact package at the ships. Most of the time there was no reply. The few times the aliens did react, typically in response to large amounts of data being sent their way, was to ping the buoy with a LIDAR pulse strong enough to damage it. After two drone replacements, it was decided to shift to more passive efforts.

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The first contact efforts had its fair share of setbacks. Many of them would remain classified for decades. Usually this was due to matters of national security, but occasionally it was thanks to simple embarrassment.
After six months of relative silence from the alien ships, both the public and the scientific community had lost hope of any swift developments. And so the Alpha Centauri III expedition returned to prominence, as it had new discoveries to share. Every day it sent back pictures, videos and sound recordings of new species. Every day it sent back mountains of analysed data and reports of strange phenomenons. Every week the fields of zoology, botany and ecology were turned upside down thanks to new data. The head of Kaiser Otto IV Technical University’s newly established xenology course noted to its students that “Whatever you learn here will probably be outdated by the time you graduate.”

The wealth of information gained extra importance with the discovery of two more habitable worlds towards the end of 2106. The first was the discovery of a desert world in the Samnivik system. A scorching hot rock, with what little water was present confined to the poles, it was nobody’s idea of a pleasant world. However, it did fulfil the KWO’s criteria for a world that could sustain human life.

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Samnivik II and its moon, Samnivik IIa. Samnivik IIa was geologically relatively young and still a molten rock. A suspected extrasolar capture, it was described as “slightly hotter than Samnivik II.
The other, more appealing, discovery was Sirius III. A continental world similar to Earth and Alpha Centauri III, it showed great potential for farming.

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The Johannes von Gmunden noted the extraordinary soil quality of Sirius III. As a result of climate destruction back on Earth, food shortages had once again become an issue. While some scoffed at the idea of solving Earth’s food shortages by growing it on a world lightyears away, several consortiums were lobbying the German government for permission to conduct a pilot project.
However, farming was not the only point of interest. During their expedition, the crew of the Johannes von Gmunden had reported feelings of elation. Further study concluded that strange crystals were responsible. These crystals were, through means not yet understood, having a therapeutic effect on humans.

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While the Stettin conference, the KWO and the Reichstag were all in favour of sending an expedition to Sirius III, the question of money once again reared its head. While taxes and tariffs on off-world goods were growing, it was but a fraction of the massive costs spent on the space program. While there had so far not been significant calls to limit spending, this was mostly thanks to Chancellor von Kleist’s refusal to allow cuts in basic income and welfare.

According to Reichstag projections, it would not have the funds ready for an expedition until 2112, and that was assuming there were no unexpected expenditures in the intervening years. Disappointment was great, with Minister for Space Exploration Sebastian Baumann noting “the one thing holding back humanity from its destiny are the bean counters.”

A few weeks later Baumann was approached by representatives of the Sirius Off-World Agricultural Development Consortium[1]. They offered to sponsor 90% of the expedition’s cost in return for the exclusive right to agricultural developments, with an eye on exporting the produce back to Earth.

While the offer was well received by Minister Baumann and Chancellor von Kleist, it set off howls of anger across party lines. Von Kleist was accused of selling off an entire planet just to plant a German flag on it. These sentiments were echoed outside of Germany, where there was increased concern that Germany was using its de facto monopoly on space travel to establish itself as the only interstellar nation.

Following long talks behind closed doors, a compromise was reached. The consortium would “only” pay 60% of the expedition costs, but would in return receive exclusive rights for 25 years. The German state would also commit itself to providing logistical support for travel to and from Sirius, and tariffs on agricultural goods would be reduced by 2/3.

In the end, it was unclear which party had gotten the better deal. Projected profits for the members of the consortium were in the billions of mark. The German government on the other hand had another expedition underway. Construction on the SMR Komet began in late 2108.

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Orbital map of Sirius III taken by the Johannes von Gmunden. In addition to the impressive soil quality, the planet was noted to be unusually flat.
[1] The consortium primarily represented Bayer AG, Deutz-Fahr and Nord-Südzucker AG, with some minor companies supplying agricultural equipment.
 
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