The Second German Space Regime [Faction]

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Richthofen looks angry, even kind of offended, though he not often is.
"Vhat do zhese fickers think? Think zhey can buy us?! KARL!"
"Jawohl?"
"Open a channel to zhem, I need to have a talk with whoever zhat guy was..."
Zhis is Flottenkommandant Richthofen. Wir decline your offer, since wir are not open to bribery. Come to zhese coordinates, wir will discuss zhe matter zhere. Zhe other option is leaving zhem here, in an underground bunker, protected by the heaviest weaponry zhe GSR can muster in the heart of thousands of star systems controlled by us and defended by us.
Sending coordinates: Sector 4838, Lat: 21 Long: 45, LatAlt: 87, LongAlt: 60

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Unarmed Remnant ships FTL to the coordinates. The only armed ship only has 2 small laser cannons.

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They arrive deep in GSR territory, at a fortress world. fortress worlds are planetwide bunker facilities with massive Flak cannons and are in general safe havens for the systems around. A channel is automatically opened to the ships, they are given orders to land at a large open loading and unloading area in the northern hemisphere.
"Land at zhese planetary coordinates: Lat: 54° W, Long: 73° N. You will be greeted by a negotiation team after landing.
meanwhile Richthofen had travelled to the fortress world in one of the fastest FTL-capable ships the GSR could muster and was waiting near said loading area for the remnant groups.*

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The small group of ships land on the fortress world. A team of negotiators in formal dress come out of them with 2 lightly armed guards. The negotiators appear to be empathetic people. One speaks on comms.
"Uh, hello? This is Remnant negotiator Jacob Reeves. We're here to speak on the behalf of Buchanan and the Remnants."

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five men start walking towards them, the outermost two of them are soldiers in the aforementioned "Knacker" armor, they carry heavy machineguns on a sling. The two in the middle seem to be officers of a lower to medium rank, and in the middle an officer comes towards you, being about 2.7 metres high, he is larger than most GSR soldiers, and he almost looks too big for the combat armor he is wearing underneath his officers coat. He keeps walking until right infront of Reeves, then stretches out his hand to greet him.
"Guten Tag. My name is Flottenkommandant Willhelm Schmidt, i will be your negotiatior for zhis matter."

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The group is obviously terrified, but they barely manage to keep their composure. Reeves warily shakes Schmidt's hand.
"H-hello."

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Reeves manages to calm down.
"Before we negotiate, I wanted to give a few opening remarks. Firs-"
Reeves in interrupted blasted on the ground as a pieced together New Legion dreadnought sends a volley of missiles down at the Remnant transports. Heavy laser fire rains down on the landing platform.
"How are they- wait a minute... the survivors! They've broken out! Get to cover!"

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Willhelm holds his ear, screaming at the poor comms officer on the other side, about 5 seconds later one of the massive Flak cannons turns towards the dreadnaught.
"FEUER!"
As Willhelm lets his hand rush down, a massive BOOM is heard and the shockwave throws over one of the remnant transports, Reeves and his men are thrown over like matches in a storm, only Willhelm and the soldiers in "Knacker" Power armor are able to keep their stance.
A massive projectile flies at the speeds of almost FTL towards the ship, able to take down the biggest ships with ease, if this highly explosive shell hits, that thing will go down...

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boombox A Small USSK Fleet warps in, there are 3 Ships, the U.S.S.K Божественная ярость (Divine Fury) The U.S.S.K. Царская воля (Tsar's Will, a Corvette) and the U.S.S.K. Мирные намерения (Peaceful Intent, also a Frigate)
#Привет! Hallo! You Know Us, The ones you thought were Communist Scum, We wish to Seek a Nichtangriffspakt With you!#

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(my god that is legitimately epic)
The projectile passes through the thought-impenetrable shields of the dreadnought, crippling it. It starts falling out of the sky. This is an emergency. One of the Remnant guards contacts the Empire.
"Whoever can hear this, this is Sergeant Emil Radcliffe. New Legion survivors have broken out of custody and have destroyed our transports. The dreadnought they had pieced together has been crippled, but is is now falling out of the sky. What I'm saying is... Emil sighs. we're as good as dead. Do not come for us. I repeat, DO NOT come for us. Long live the Remnant Empire."

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A channel is opened, and coordinates are sent:
"Proceed to zhese coordinates, wir will talk zhere."

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#Okay!#
The Ships launch a Few Pods, that Land at the Coordinates. (The Pods have Slipspace Drives)

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(holy shit i didnt expect that)
As the ship begins falling down, Willhelm turns and starts running towards a bunker entry point, his guards directly behind, but then he turns around, and gestures the remnant negotiators to follow him. The ship will come rushing down, nothing can stop that, but at least they can survive underground... if they are fast enough...

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They arrive at Heimat 1, and are greeted by one of the comms stations. Given landing permission, they can arrive on the planet shortly..

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Just after Wilhelm and his men make it in, a piece of shrapnel lands in front of the door. Reeves and his team pound on the shrapnel begging for help. The ship crashes. Reeves's vision goes white. That was the last thing he saw.

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boombox When They land, a 45 Year old man, wearing a Regal and Beautiful uniform, with a Hammer and Sickle on it, with a Bear On top of that.
Sta'lio
"Hello, I am Tsar Sta'lio of the USSK" he points at an older 49 year old man "and this is The Prime Minister, Jakk"
Jakk
"Hello"
Sta'lio
"We Wish to Possibly have a Nichtangriffspakt With the GSR, we Fully understand Your aggression towards us when we met, apparently the Hammer-Sickle is a Symbol of Communism To Everyone But us"

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Willhelm tries to get to him to pull him in, but the automatic fallout doors close, leaving him no way to rescue Reeves. The ship had landed right on the loading area and engulfed it with flames...
Willhelm sighed. Now he had to contact whoever these people belonged to and explain, that they were killed by a crashing down dreadnaught, and he had to somehow explain to his superior that that material damage was somehow justifiable...

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Oberflottenkommandant Erich Rommel greets them, there is some distrust in his eyes, but he seems to look more neutral on the matter than most GSR officers.
"Zhat sounds practical, wir agree to have a non-agression pact with you. if you like to, wir can also establish some trade routes...*

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/Transmission Start/
Audible saddened sigh. Hello Wilhelm. This is Buchanan. Just received word of the death of Reev- Jacob... and his team. Please... please tell me how it happened. I-I just... look, Jacob was a good friend. I just want to know who did it.
/Transmission End/

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Sta'lio
"That Would be Great."

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Erich nods, then gets out a starmap with all relevant GSR trade posts.
"Just mark zhe ones zhat seem profitable to you, and wir will see vhat wir can do."

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boombox He Marks the Closest one To the USSK that Has Titanium.