Light fades away... The Black Sun will rise! GSR returns. [Event]

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The ships inch closer and closer, going slowly incase danger.
Though they do stop at multiple points of locations, picking up scrap parts of ships and recording them for unknown purposes other than to upgrade their own.
Though after some time behavoir changes....

The captain of the destroyer releases a big sigh, obviously annoying everyone behind him, though noone has the power to speak about it.
"Can we go even slower?!"
"Uh, technically we can sir. Though in terms of setting relations that would post-pone it."
"Sarcasm you broken vent! Send orders to make this quicker, i know we have now valuable cargo, though i could'nt give anymore cares. This is the ONE time, i get to do something other than "fire at that defenceless tradeship" or "hide behind that stupid asteroid" for the 50th time!"

And with those, more brunt, orders the small force moves quicker towards the source of the chitter-chatter.

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Duck
For the rest of their flight towards the coordinates they encounter not a singular lifeform.. the whole GSR space seems completely dead and lifeless, like a post-apocalyptic desert.

As they close in towards the coordinates though, the radio chatter grows larger and more, and finally arriving at the fortress world of Unterberg V, they see something they would have never expected.. a massive portal in orbit of the planet, made of what seems crude technology, with cogs turning openly and gears gripping into each other, spewing out what seems to be a never ending fleet of transport ships, as well as military vessels. The ships seem pretty new, reworked, and in full fighting condition, with some mounting massive deck guns.

A cruiser has just exited the portal, several of its guns are swung around into an unknown direction, but upon noticing the pirate fleet all turn towards the small privateer fleet..
//Transmission: GSR Code//
"IDENTIFY YOURSELVES OR BE FIRED UPON! DIES IST GSR RAUM!"
Transmission End//

Several squadrons of what seem to be fighter aircraft roar up and break the atmosphere of Unterberg V towards the privateer fleet as well.. and those cruisers guns look mighty bitey..

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"Oh s##t, stay calm everyone, seems like i'll handle this!"
As if stating their imminant deaths, the crew near look towards eachother with concern.

The ships stand in silence, before the leading destroyer connects with a transmission.
Yeah, this thing on? Oh. Hello strangers! I am captain Fekti, leader of the Wild Hunt squadron, under the commands of ############ flotilla. Though i cant discuss my management i wish to discuss any possible relations with yours.

Brank

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"Copy."
The Ship Zooms To the Coordinates on the Surface, Stopping mere Meters above the landing Platform, and a Purplish, see through cylindrical beam shoots into the landing Platform, and an Alien in Bright Yellow Armor Floats Down, With a Purple Gauntlet Looking thing on his right Thigh, maybe a gun, maybe not.
"I am Shipmaster Hurok of the C.N.S. Shadow of Versatility. It is Nice to see The Return of Such a powerful faction. We have heard stories of your Great Fleets."
He takes the Gauntlet thing off his thigh, and shows it to them.
"I hope you don't mind if I Keep My weapon."

^The Weapon

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Brank
Greeted by two soldiers quickly advancing towards him and stopping about 10 metres away, one of them having his rifle half raised while the other raises his hand in a sharp salute, one could clearly hear the heels clacking against each other..
"Sieg Heil, please do not move in any way until zhe officer arrives! He should be arriving shortly!"
The other soldier seems to mumble something unintelligeble, but it could be translated to something akin to "Oh no, by all means, pleeease move.."
*Both soldiers are at least 2 and a half metres tall, and looking around, everyone is.. a landing craft lands on the platform next to A-45 Bertha, namely A-45 Cäsar, and unloads a number of about 200 Soldiers, who seem to be quickly getting into formation, since approaching from several docks away can be seen a briskly marching man in officers clothing..

HMS-Hood
As they exit FTL, they are greeted by an astounding view.. a massive once-abandoned fortress world, now experiencing an influx of ships exiting what seems to be a large orbital portal of crude nature, the ships are both of civilian and military nature black and red in coloration.
The fortress world, sporting massive guns, seems to be newly inhabited once again by the Reich.
//Transmission: GSR Code//
"Ah, Lancaster, you have arrived. Very well, continue to Landing Pad A-52 Albert."
Transmission End//
A few anti-ship emplacements follow the Lancasters trajectory..

Duck
//Transmission: GSR Code//
"If zhat is zhe case, send off a vessel with no more zhan 10 men on board towards zhe surface. You vill receive a diplomatic meeting zhere. Landing Site B-25 Dora. Until further discussed, DO NOT, ICH REPEATE, DO NOT POWER UP YOUR WEAPONS!"
//Transmission End//

HMS-Hood

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The Lancaster's crew drops a beacon, Said beacon has the jump codes required for SAS vessels to travel to GSR space, as well as tagging the broken ship they passed of salvage operations, after all, the tech could be useful

"spiffing! Preparing to jump now!" Although a bit softer almost as if the man had forgotten the switch of their radio sets you heard him say this phrase to someone in the background. "Nigel, go take the kettle off the burner. I can hear it whistling from all the way over here!" and in a different voice then heard someone respond to the man "sorry Nigel, will do now"
The Lancaster's engines coughed out a thick blue smog-ish puff of smoke and was then sent into FTL, jumping to the corodantes the GSR had sent them.

Brank

boombox The Shipmaster Stops, And Puts His Weapon Back on his Holster, Standing Just as Tall as the Tallest of the Two, He Looks them in The Eyes and Speaks.
"As You wish. I would be honored to meet Your Officer..."
He Stands and Waits, occasionally looking at A Hologram on his Wrist Displaying the status of His Ship and Its Crew.

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The advisor looks towards the captain a bit concerned.
"Well, i think we should just return to our normal-"
Though before they could speak any further, the captain slams his armrest in exitement.
"Alright! I want 5 marines guarding me, advisor you shall come with, and uhh oh yeah we need direct contact with the uppers to see if whatever they say to us is ok or nah!"
And so the small preperations are done, the advisor finding the communicator and some bodyguards. The captain however, spends most of his time deciding on which fancy suit to wear.

After a while, a small vessel escapes the destroyer, heading towards the surface of the planet.
The ships's weapons are noted as deactive, other than the small ammounts of point defence scattered across the different ship surfaces.

Meanwhile in the brig of the destroyer, many of the crew bring out bottles of wine and such, celibrating that the captain isnt in their direct area anymore.

HMS-Hood

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As the scene unfolds around them they are awestruck by the old forts and the large fleets moving from position to position "cor blimey, i-it's beautiful."

They power through to the landing pad, and get ready to disembark from their craft, among them is a very important person, general "Saigō". As a member of the high guard, he holds more power in the country than the government itself. He has undergone the most intense training in the entirety of the SAS's armed forces. His uniform is identical to that of a British officer from the first world war, everything from the helmet to the entrenchment tool, he is armed with a Sten MK.8 chambered in 12.7mm sten, Winchester Model 1897 "trench gun", Makarov ECIB pistol, and his army sabre. His reason for coming along upon the mission is not for diplomacy, but instead to protect the men while they are in GSR controlled space. His face is covered by an SBR his stature is that of a large and tall man at 6ft 5in. He fastens his Brodie helmet before stepping off of the plane, holding in his Sten hands, he gestures for the rest of the men to disembark from the Lancaster.

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Brank
The officer arrives shortly, within the minute actually. He stands a slight bit shorter than the two soldiers at just below 2.5m and gestures the back one to lower his rifle, then steps forward.
"Guten Morgen, mein Name is Leutnant Hans-Jochen van der Wahn, it is an honor to meet you. You are... öhm."
....
He looks quickly at the tablet in his left hand
"Shipmaster Horu- no, Hurok. Welcome on Unterberg V, Ich hope zhe soldiers did not give you too much of an unwelcome welcoming.

Brank

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"Hello Hans, It Is an Honor to meet you as well, and no, the Soldiers Gave Me no Trouble at all. I am ready to talk Diplomacy Whenever you are, I have our Leader On Standby To speak Via-Hologram, and we are Eager to Make New Allies in this Vast Galaxy." He would follow Hans, if were to Lead him anywhere

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Duck
As they close in towards the surface, some smaller close-in weapon systems tracking them to the ground disengage.
Landing on the platform, a squad of soldiers stands at the ready, in the background materials and troops being moved could be spotted.
A singular man steps forward, waiting for anyone to step foot on Unterberg V.

The Lieutenant nods and walks alongside Hurok towards a seemingly temporarily set up Headquarters while the massive underground facilities are being reinstated.
"So, who is your leader? In a moment you vill meet ours, Führer Hans Steinfeld, who vill join us much zhe same over a hologram."

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The vessel lands, its design also looking alike the ships: looted and mixed from all kinds of different ships.
Though out of it arrives an... interesting individual.

Walking out as confident as day, a short-statured, black feathered avian, clad in a poor-made noble-ish suit.
Behind him arrives a small group of likewise short avians covered in battle-armor and wielding guns, walking in a formation more defencively.
Alongside comes two more, one wearing more confortable clothing bearing screens detailing information, the other pushing along a large device.

"Greetings, oh man of... the GSR was it? As stated before, i am Fekti, i hope you are ok with me bringing bodyguards, my advisor and a communicator incase of an agreement needing closure with my higher-ups."

Brank

boombox "My Leader is Known as The Prophet of Reclamation. Nobody Knows His Name, As Is Tradition. He and The other 2 Prophets, Charity and Intent. Have Lead our Covenant Through Prosperity. For Nearly 5 Decades. These Decades of their Rule Have Been Known as The Age of Expansion. The Age Before That was Known as the Age of Doubt, as many wars were happening during that time. Our Covenant has Nearly Doubled in size in these Past 50 Years, Covering much of the R-4 Sector of GS-16."

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Brank
He nods and listens interestedly as they enter the impermanent building and in this building a room housing a large projector.
"Alright, Ich will throw a projection here, of zhe Führer, let us hope he has time."
After pressing the button and a generic ringing sound, an old man with graying hair and beard appears on the device
"Guten Tag, who do I owe zhe honor to?"

Duck
The Man, having stepped forward, nods.
"Guten Morgen, Mister Fekti. Zhere are several questions. Zhe biggest one of course: Who zhe hell are your higher ups and why have zhey sent you here?"

HMS-Hood
infront of him stand a number of soldiers all being sized from around 2.5 to 3m tall, in combat armor, standing at attention, the highest- ranking steps forward and salutes sharply
"Guten Morgen and willkommen in German Territorium!"

HMS-Hood

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Saigō looked at the man, the glass eye plates reflecting his surroundings and blocking out their view of his face completely "G'day Fritz," Saigō returned the salute, just as sharp as the man before him. He made sure of it, no little no less, just upon the tipping point

the Lancaster's crew disembarked from the craft. They wore traditional flight RAF flight suits and O2 masks with each of them having Makarov ECIBs on their upper right thigh with the O2 tank being attached to their upper left thigh. The pilot among them had a Mars automatic instead of a Makarov. The captain saluted the men and stood next to Saigō.

Brank

boombox The Shipmaster bows, and places a hologram, up comes a hologram of an alien, looking quite old and wise, with flabby skin, much like a blobfish when pulled from its home, as if the alien usually lived in higher gravity. He speaks.
"Greetings, Mr. Steinfeld, it is a pleasure to meet the man who brought this seemingly dead country back from the brink of chaos. It takes an Iron will and much patience to pull off such a thing... We are here to discuss an alliance, of which would be of great interest to us both, our nation's are within close proximity, and we both seek the same thing, safety for our people. I propose something simple. A mutual defense pact."

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"Uh, well. Y'see.... Well we were not sent here for diplomatic reasons, we just happened upon your lovely abode. Though yeah."
Fekti looks around at the ruins and the people going about rebuilding, moreover like an attempt to change the topic.
"Soo, you may tell me about your empire? I think i've heard some stuffs before by a broadcast by a larger empire i think mentioned yours? Why the ruins and rebuilding of such?"

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Brank
Steinfeld slightly nods as the hologram flickers for a quick second and smiles a bit.
"A mutual defense pact would in fact be much desirable in zhese unstable times. Say, vhat are your ties to other factions? Ve seem to have made quite a number of enemies in our history.."
while saying this he picks up a tablet from off-screen and starts writing on it with what seems to be a pen-like apparatus.

HMS-Hood
The man standing infront of Saigō, seemingly of an officers rank and in a black uniform with red accents, carrying a pistol resembling a Luger P08 at his side, but with a longer barrel and different other modifications, as well as a utility belt, smiles and eases up a bit, holds out his hand for a handshake.
"So, you have made it into space as vell, it seems. About time.. ve were getting bored."
He grins a bit.

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Brank
"Zhat is very relieving to hear. Zhe VWP, Ich dont know if you have heard of zhem, will surely be amassing its troops against us soon, I feel I have to say zhat for zhe sake of honesty." He smiles a bit "If you still would like to sign a mutual defense pact, Ich have prepared zhe documents here."
With that he sends over a file to his officer in the room, who holds out his tablet showing a document with a place for a signature at the bottom.

Duck
The officer scribbles down the words "Annihilation Flotilla, Unbekannte Kampfgruppe designiert "A-111, Stärke: 1 Zerstörer, mehrere Korvetten. Erbitte weitere Informationen falls vorhanden in der Datenbank." and sends this off as a message to an unknown location from a tablet in his hands, then puts it back into a bag at the side of his belt.
"Surely. Follow me, if you please would so."
With that he turns on his heels and starts briskly walking along the landing pads, around 10 soldiers move along and nudge Captain Fekti and his men into the same direction.

HMS-Hood
The officer tenses up dramatically for a second and with a completely straight face says "Ve will see what zhe future holds." before cracking up a bit and nods: "Obviously.. let's go somewhere more homely than zhe landing pads, ve have set up a temporary HQ down zhe road."
With that he calls towards a passing truck carrying troops and halts him, gesturing the soldiers off and hopping onto the back, which is fitted with banks for sitting and waves his hand over to Saigo and his men, smiling. "Hop on and we'll show you some German Gastfreundlichkeit!"

Brank

boombox We have only an alliance with a Faction known as the United Earthen Government, and approaching a century ago, we Joined in a prosperous union with the ones known as the Remna. Other than that, I dont believe we have made any agreements or treaties with any other nations.

HMS-Hood

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General Saigō would ever so slightly chuckle and make a slight smile. However, the facial expressions would be covered up by his SBR over his face.
"Yeah, we could say the same, but, let's just hope you don't feel like bombing our capital with Buzz Bombs again" Saigō would let out a slight chuckle

Jimmothy

a cjd empire listening post detects the signal and warns all cjd empire fleets.

crewmate: sir you should take a look at this

the admiral walks towards the crewmate and sees it

admiral tanner: this is not good we are already in a war we don't want to be in another one right now but i shall warn all defense fleets and the leader.

admiral tanner begins sending the transmissions back to cjd empire fleets

after the transmissions are sent the cjd empire begins to prepare for a second potential conflict

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Jimmothy
Other than the first wave of the energy signature, nothing of life is detected from GSR space.. except a steady, smaller signature deep from within the Reich.

Duck
"Ve were forced to retreat from our homelands around two years ago and moved far... far away. Now we are returning to vhat is rightfully ours, and zhese ruins of GSR fortifications are being reactivated and rebuilt to be used once again against the enemies of the Reich."
..
"But let us not ponder too long about zhe GSR. I asked you vhat your allegiance is to. We have made quite zhe number of enemies in our days."
He looks inquisitively at Fekti.