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Aftermath Pt. 2
"Free yourself of terrestrial struggles, for opportunity in the void."
Supreme General Alec Parker
At the Fourth Yugoslav Peace Conference
June 28th 1994
Mars, Southern Hemisphere
"This… This is the greatest find of Prothean technology ever." Opila said in dead amazement. Everyone stared at the hologram, and the hologram stared back.
"No thanks to your Citadel Council." The Hologram replied with a sneer that moved through the species barrier.
Private Billin, looking up in amazement, looked to everyone else, "Wait no one's going to comment on what he said?"
Everyone looked to him, then slowly to the Prothean hologram. "What do you mean?" Major Parker asked quietly.
The Hologram stared at them, blinking its four eyes before turning and using the emitters in the room to show a map of the galaxy. "The Turians suddenly having a corridor from their space to the Sol system was not some freak accident, nor malevolent intent on their part. It was a bit of panic on mine in fact."
"Before we go into the depths and questions. My name is Lorik, I am what you would know as an AI. I uploaded my brain into these computers and into the systems on this installation. Because of that I severely limited myself but in return I could be an instrument of revenge for my people. And a sentinel of yours Major Parker." He walked to behind the map of thoe galaxy which zoomed in on Earth. "While war is not uncommon on Earth, the tactical detonation of nuclear weaponry is. And a frightening development as well. I feared that the war would soon escalate. And in that panic, I decided I needed to end it quickly, and with all of humanity on one side. I've been monitoring the progress of the Citadel Council for thousands of years and I am SEVERELY disappointed with their progress." He showed a map of the US and where the Bomb went off in Cascade Falls, and the progress of the missile en route to Seattle.
He brought up the map once more and an an underlay of the galaxy, and thousands of red dots on poles that left the 3d map popped up. Opila recognized where some of the dots were, he was about to speak when Shulrus did in Turian, "Sas di'a falu shoo?"
"It's not what YOU did wrong Turian, it what the ASARI failed to do, and continues to fail to do." The little symbols above the red dots translated to english, each of them said Communication Beacon. "We warned them, we gave them every opportunity, every advantage they could hope for, from technology to genetic engineering. AND THEY FAIL. Content with petty gains and slow evolution. Blissfully ignorant of their mission. THEIR MISSION! THEIR ONE AND TRUE CALLING," he screamed out in rage and pain, "TO KILL THEM!"
Suddenly a huge hologram appeared before them, and to the humans it looked like some mutated cuttlefish or gauntleted hand. And behind it were thousands, millions of smaller figures, A bright blue background behind them as they exited a five armed flower designed metal… thing. Opila couldn't help but speak, "That's the Citadel!"
"My species, no, not just my species, dozens of species died, synthetic or organic, it didn't matter, they came… These, reapers they came and killed us all, anyone who had spaceflight technology, any who could be a threat to them." Hundreds of pictures rapidly flashed by. All of them horrific or depicted war in some way. People melted down in tubes, thousands being herded into the open maws of the cuttlefish ships, mutated disfigured protheans fighting others, in desperate combat as the Reaper ships were in the background firing beams of light.
"Major Parker! What's going on? All of our equipment is going nuts and… What the hell are those pictures on the TVs and who is speaking on the radio!?" Parker looked back to Lorik, who met his eyes.
"Major Parker, through your actions, and the dedication of your comrades and commander you helped avert nuclear war from breaking out by maintaining a secret! It cost you the lives of an entire company of men willingly sacrificing themselves in nuclear fire. You and tens of thousands of your countrymen stormed into the city of Seattle, fighting to the very last breath to take control and save it from nuclear fire as well, knowing full well the missile was already on it way!" Suddenly hundreds of pictures and videos from all the conflict on earth showed up. Smiling faces, dead bodies, moments of victory, defeat, and pain.
"Your world, your world in conflict, is what the galaxy needs! The Reapers aren't a one off incident! They killed the Arthenn!" A new blue dot appeared on the map and a picture of cratered holes on a planet were shown.
"They murdered the Densorin and their children." Another picture of aliens offering up small figures and then themselves being herded into the great maws.
"They destroyed the Inusannon!" More pictures, of aliens sitting in metal thrones, their faces and bodies a mass of tentacles.
"They Annihilated the Oravores, great warriors in their own right." More pictures, more blue dots, "The Zha'Till were perverted and changed by them! Forced to breed until they blotted out the skies of entire planets!" Horrific and disgusting pictures that came up nearly made everyone vomit, what should once have been humanoids were now horribly mangled masses with wings, their chitin of iron and their faces permanently contorted in pain that transcended species, it was mercifully ended by a bright light and the blue light turning yellow.
"I'm transmitting this all now, to all forms of media in range in all languages possible, because this cannot be secret. This must be known. You, you humans must prepare for a war that will eclipse all but the war that spawned these monsters! Humanity will be the spear, the spear to kill the Reapers once and for all!"
"So once more, I apologize! I apologize for causing the death of tens of millions by drawing the Turians to your homeworld. But it was necessary, the war I feared could not be ended in such a devastating manner! I now ask you, your species, to be the rallying cry, the spear, the chosen ones, to take the place of the rotten Asari and lead the fight, FINISH THE FIGHT!" The AI, whether through some hidden subroutine or a mark of his former organic nature, was breathing heavily in and out, his chest puffing.
The lights in the entire complex dimmed, unbeknownst to them, everything had activated, machinery churned, lights activated, consoles flashing status reports. And unbeknownst to all of humanity, beacons long dormant, filled with information and cries of help and pain, activated. Some on dead worlds, others with peoples who had not yet evolved to understand the pillars of light that now shot through earth and sky. And some in long lost or forgotten chambers or places of spoils.
"I ask you. Not force you, to be the spirit of my people's revenge, to be the ones to save not just your own race." And now pictures, thousands of them, were sent out Turians, Asari, Salarians, Batarian, Volus, every species that lived and now thrives, of lives and moments of normality, life, and happiness. "I ask you, fight today, die tomorrow, and bring more days like the ones I show, to the galaxy at large."
Parker looked to the Turians, the amazement worn off, their chests puffed out, and eyes steeled. They saluted him, he looked to Billin who clenched his rifle and then nodded, the security team who stood and then shouldered their arms in salute, "Well sir." Billin said, "I'd say we found the meaning of life if you ask me."
Opila stepped forward, "We made mistakes we caused harm, we, no matter WHAT that Hologram says, we killed millions. Every Turian on Earth owes you their lives now, and I can already say, we'd be honored to fight and die in your service it it means that Palavan doesn't burn like any of those pictures."
Parker looked to Lorik, "You can't speak for your species Major Parker. But you can speak for yourself."
"These Reapers. They're real? You aren't lying?" Parker asked seriously.
"Every word."
"Then if it means these monsters never win again, then I'd gladly lay my life down for world and country." Parker said with steely resolve. "So, any ideas on where we start?"
Lorik smiled, transmitted to every TV in the solar system, "I'll prepare a list and start pressurizing the base. Thank you, thank you everyone."
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January 7th 1995
Luna Repair and Refit Station Delta
In the Severomorsk District of the G. Zhukov Defense Planetoid
"So what's the name of it?"
"Well it was originally called Subjugator. So we're going to rename it Subjugated. We'll keep the old IFF though and add the changed name on it. That'll get the Turian's mind racing." The one kilometer long vessel had been nearly broken into several pieces by the heat and radiation of several nukes impacting the vessel amidship. While normally the salvage crews wouldn't mind, the fact it had hit point blank meant that the ship became a medium for the shockwave and had caused such severe internal damage that no crewmen aboard it had survived the incident, and anyone lucky enough to get in escape pods died from the radiation of the other nukes going off or had their systems fried and died of asphyxiation shortly thereafter anyways.
Many of the bodies inside had been unrecognizable and they had to use the equivalent of Turian dental work to identify who was killed. Admiral Trisun and General Arterius were the main ones, if they had been taken alive they'd have been charged with war crimes, but being nearly liquified meant that was kinda hard to do.
Thankfully the most important part of the ship, the drive core, was intact despite all concerns and attempts by the nukes. And with that the Turians they had on staff knew they could fix it with time, manpower, and resources.
"So who's captaining it?"
"Well there was some argument on that I heard," master of understatement, "they're going to have a Turian Commander who survived his ship getting lit up be the XO while a Japanese Captain is getting the helm first."
The other man sputtered, almost ejecting the coffee from his mouth, "How the hell did they get a Japanese to get the captain's seat?"
"They drew lots. No one could agree so they all chose someone with actual combat experience and who was young enough to not be stuck in their ways, So the former captain of the Isoyuki, one Commander Nishizumi, got the lucky spot under the tutelage of a Turian. Kinda ironic actually considering how angry they still are with the Turians." The one man said to the other as they looked over the shell of a ship that was to be Humanity's first Dreadnought sized ship, little figures in suits covering it like ants.
"So beginning ETR?"
"On repairs? Oh at least a year, I'd be surprised if we get it in under two."
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Jay and Sam Show
June 29th
"We've had a guest I'd never thought we'd ever see." Jay ended, he almost looked frightened, and as he looked to the screen to his left at Lorik.
The news of the Prothean AI had been taken remarkably well if with great scepticism and worry. No riots or anything of that scale, but the unrest and concern of it being a hoax were very much present. Now that everything was under control around the world, once more the people of Earth had their eyes glued to Jay and Sam.
"It was a pleasure talking and answering your questions. I'm afraid I must dedicate more processing power to my next appointment with your Anthropologists. They are intensely eager to learn of my people's study of yours." Bowing politely he looked to the camera as his monitor shut off.
Jay and Sam looked back to the camera, "What an interesting conversation that was." Sam commented as she lined up her papers, "Let's cool it down today with some more normal news. The Unabomber, Theodore John Kaczynski has been apprehended last week by the FBI, after a long and terrifying reign of terror. He was found when his manifesto was published by our friends in the news media and people who knew him had recognized the writing."
Jay continued, "He has sparked in recent years many copycat criminals who have taken up arms against the growing globalization and unity of purpose between nations. Nationalist groups like Terra Firma, Novyy Sovetskiy, and the Nuovo Umana have all formed in protest of integration and globalization violently. Despite concerns from the Alliance Parliament, the Alliance Federal Police have decided to leave handling these terrorist groups to their parent governments."
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STEM Worldwide Conference
July 4th
"It has been nearly 5 years since the end of the Third World War. And while great destruction was wreaked across the world, we can finally say that we have recovered in almost the entire world. And now we unveil the future." Two young men were standing on the stage wearing the US dress uniform, to their right was a man wearing the dress uniform of the Human Alliance.
"And the future is the internet!" The Alliance man announced with a winning smile. And behind them a simple web page came up.
" !" The two US men announced happily. "Now you may ask, what's so special about just another search engine. Googol is a mathematical term for the number represented by the numeral 1 followed by 100 zeros. It is our desire to catalog everything, an infinite stream of new information. And something that will involve almost every single person everywhere."
The Alliance man stepped forward, "Google Military will also launch with Google itself. Through Google military you have access to email, online classes and learning aides, and a plethora of resources for people going in, or leaving their mandatory service." Polite clapping was his response.
"While it won't replace boot camp, Google Military will be a valuable tool for all citizens of the Human Race. And now for the real person you were waiting for! Steve Jobs!"
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Science and Investments Magazine
Apple and the new Military Industrial Ties
December 2nd
By Gerald Ford
The Human Alliance Government has surprised the world today by backing and investing in technologies and civilian fields. This is not new news, what is new news is the amount of return in investment they receive for their patronage.
They first surprised the world with their revitalization plan for the Turian fleet in orbit, a plan that would cost hundreds of trillions of dollars and was considered an infeasible amount of capital for the organization.
However with the civil wars in Rwanda and Yugoslavia, the Alliance has done something that made many cry foul or cheer in their favor. Taking direct control over all aspects of the countries until they are economically and politically stable. Through this they have gained direct access to resources and manpower on levels unforeseen by the original funding governments. Easing the load of financial responsibility of the founding members.
And which many will grumble about has actually succeeded. Rwanda, with its near zero unemployment, and relatively higher standard of living has drawn in millions of refugees and trained workers to get a slice of the pie. And will soon receive its first free presidential vote as a new nation. And Yugoslavia, now known as the Confederation of Independent Balkan Republics, has proven to be a source of surprising patriotism for the Human Alliance with a huge upswell of Balkan recruits, engineers, and scientists, with the promise of first claims on stellar resources for the nation.
But even that is not the most revolutionary thing they have done. While they have their faults, the Alliance made prudent investments in the tech industries, mainly computing and the internet. Buying a large share in Apple stocks, and controlling a 50% claim of Google shares. Combining the new internet service with a well known computer brand, the Apple Mac-III Quadra.
They further proved a surprising success by offering a free 1 year internet coupon, AIM-95, and a free copy of DOOM-II as an all in one deal. Any one of them on their own would have made the Mac-III Quadra a shelf busting success, but by combining the package into one, it fueled sales across the globe.
They particularly hit a historically tricky market of China, with tens of millions of new consumers in Asia alone buying their first computer, and simultaneously revolutionizing the telecommunications market in the area at the same time. And if that's not enough they make use of the new internet denizens with their online learning site , an extension of their Google Military program which shows videos and detailed instructions and tips from everything to wildlife survival to fixing a car.
This has translated into a variety of advertisers paying top dollars for page space, and that alone has reached into the hundreds of millions of dollars in new funds alone. Combined with the billions they have made in sales and the direct access to the economies of two nations, means that for the significant future it appears as if the Alliance is going to be financially solvent for decades to come despite their ambitious projects.
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Edinburgh, Scotland, United kingdom
Daily Alliance News Excerpt
February 14th
1996
"A breakthrough in the Turian Foodstuff's crisis is in the first cloned animal, Dolly the Sheep. Scientists believe that by the end of the decade they will be able to produce food for the Turians."
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Hiroshima, Hiroshima Prefecture, Japan
July 16th
Aika and her unit were guarding the last few Turians in Japan as they marched down the street. Despite it being five, nearly six years after the invasion, anti-Turian sentiment in Japan had never really went down, despite their helpfulness. It was getting so dangerous that the Alliance had just decided to evacuate any of them from the islands and until then had the JSDF under Alliance supervision run protection for them.
"Please clear the way!" Aika, now a Lieutenant in the rapidly expanding JSDF shouted as the crowd started backing away from the entrance to the airport. Screaming and death threatening can still be heard as the Turians marched.
"Murderer!" The crowd screamed repeatedly as they threw stones at the Turian, the JSDF were barely holding the crowd from coming to attack them. Thankfully they had brought a few APCs with crowd controlling weaponry so that served as a backup to lethal force.
Thankfully nothing more was needed as the Turians were escorted into the runway and then loaded up into a cargo plane. "Good riddance." Aika muttered to herself, she wasn't all to angry with them anymore despite the nightmares, but providing protection against her own people had worn her resolve down and she was happy they were out of her country and on their way to somewhere more productive.
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New York City, New york, United States
August 2nd 1997
Approaching the podium, Malashenko straightened his uniform tie and set down his report. The room was packed full of representative across the world, and for once he had some fully good news. "Representatives of the UN, I'm glad to announce that the final clean up for at risk radiological materials in orbit has been finished, as we've collected over a million tons of irradiated material and several more in space junk. We've also collected nearly two tons of dust form element zero, unfortunately more than half of the expected total is unaccounted for and we fear it has entered the atmosphere."
He turned a page in his report as did everyone else, and he continued, "We've already received reports of people across the world suffering from the exposure, and while it numbers in the millions world wide, we fear it may extend eventually into the billions of people affected. While a problem civilly, I must point out it is a boon militarily, as the total estimated Biotic potential person to be born is expected in the high tens of millions." He took a breath before looking ou.
"Preliminary estimates place that in the next decade at least ten million people will die or be sickened by the element." There was a lot of mumbling and outraged shock, but Malashenko stood firm. "This was unavoidable, as historical Citadel records show that large scale battles in orbits of inhabited worlds always suffer this level of ecological distress unless immediately attended to by a full fleet of ships. Unfortunately we lack those resources, and we're lucky that the Turian internees had been so helpful with their cooperation and repairs of the ships."
Looking out the assembly, he had stated all he needed to of his report, and gathering up his papers, saluted and left. The discussion and argument would extend well into the late hours of the night, but ultimately nothing was done, for nothing could be done.
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1998
The cult classic comic Freefall is first released, depicting a future humanity through the eyes of a molluscoid alien named Sam.
It goes into far reaching and uncomfortable topics about robotic slavery, bioengineering animals into sapience, and the future of colonization and terraforming. This has a noticeable effect on human culture and produces deep thought on the matter.
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1999
Deus Ex is released and considered an instant classic of a game. The game has deep and intriguing commentary on many modern and possible problems, such as the growing power of the Human Alliance, growing corporate power, wealth disparity, terrorism, and interaction with alien species.
Despite its criticism of the Human Alliance, HA journalists praise the game for its intriguing subject matter, compelling if convoluted story, deep character progression, and great themes, while criticising its graphics, limited physics engine, sometimes frustrating gunplay, and a weak ending. The game is however given the first ever "Transcendent" award, and declared a must play or at least must watch, a quote "Only once in a generation will a game like this be made, which deeply explores themes that one would rather not experience. It is perfect for those who not only are looking for a challenge, but want to be made to think about their actions and how it relates to a greater whole."
The game proceeds to go on to be a best seller world wide.
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August 13th 2000
New York City, United States of America
"Good morning gentlemen, as you know in the last 10 years you've each been busy with restoring the planet and building up the new military arm of humanity." Secretary General of the United Nations Kofi Annan. "And of that you've done an excellent job in achieving the bedrocks of this goal, but it's time for a new generation to take your place."
Malashenko looked to speak before Parker tapped him to stay quiet. "Your skills in administration and war making however are still invaluable. And for the upcoming decade anniversary to the end of the war, we are allowing the Human Alliance to start general recruitment of people into their armed forces. This quietened Malashenko.
"You, along with other renowned officers in the war will be forming the upper echelons of the United Humanity Joint Space Command, or UHJSC, and will be in charge of all matters extraterrestrial until a civilian government is established there. Alongside this you will also be given control of the 1st Human Assault Division. All in all we expect continued greatness from you." Finished, Annan nodded to them all, "You will get to decide more of the details, and we're giving you a great amount of trust in this, so don't abuse it."
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Palavan, late 1994
Driving into the countryside outside of the coastal city of Sanitra, Commander Jaetin Fausli thumbed through his thick stack of condolence letters as he sat in the back of his staff car. Sometimes he hated his job, today would be one of those days as he started his rounds to the Arterius estate.
His official jobs title was Field Agent of the Turian Naval Rollcall Division, Commander Fausli, but what that actually meant was he was exposed to go to people's home and bring them a back board of medals and a condolence letter that their son, daughter or loved one had died in service to the Hierarchy.
This day would be long, as he not only had to break the news officially to the Arterius family, but also to the Trisun clan, and both of them were high level commanders. The loss of two such commanders in both the army and navy would have a ripple effect throughout the entire Hierarchy.
Gripping his brow in frustration he sighed, "We're here sir."
Taking a deep breath he grabbed the medal board and the condolence letter. The letter had been handwritten as was tradition, it showed the family that the commanding officer cared enough to personally attend to it. To not receive a handwritten letter was either a grand insult to the deceased, or a show that the entire unit had been wiped out.
Approaching the modest home, he saw a couple young children which he recognized as Admiral Trisun's daughter and General Arterius' young brother. The scene finally hit him, the huge stack of medal boards and letters in the trunk and storage space of the car. Yes he had read the reports, had been very informed on the matter and given several briefings on the matter, the numbers and loss hadn't hit him until now. The years of desensitization to giving these letters and reports to families had blinded him to the scale of the matter.
"We lost an entire fleet and army group…. By the spirits." He whispered to himself, almost in catatonic from the realization as his legs automatically walked him to the front door. The sound of the children playing stopped as they looked at the Turian with the medal board and the letter in his talons. The door opened without him even hitting the bell.
He didn't need to say anything to the two aging Turians, the two had deep connections with the military, and had been almost constantly informed on efforts. They knew the moment he had left base this early morning that their son was officially being declared dead.
He could see the marks of sadness and distress upon both their faces. Finding his words in his dry mouth he spoke, "May I come in?"
The two moved side to let him enter and he did so. "Father why's he here? Is Desolas alright?" Young Saren asked as he approached with the young Varia Trisun.
"You should both come inside, Mother will make some warm Chaffia." The promise of the sugary beverage didn't comfort either child as it should and they both entered with trepidation.
Jaetin had seen the scene of children being informed their parent or sibling had died, but never had he had to give the news to two like this. What should he do? Should he go back and get Admiral Trisun's medal board and letter as well? Ask her to leave and return home so that she may have the news broken to her with her family?
When the two children disappeared to the kitchen the elder father put hand on his shoulder, "Commander, I believe Varia should stay, we're close family friends with her clan ever since Desolas and Yulgir and their forces disappeared."
"Thank you sir. Its… It's only just hit me, the cost of this." Jaetin whispered.
"Not since the Krogan rebellions have entire fleets and armies been so suddenly defeated or lost. What are you going to do for the servicemembers?" Yes, at least the higher officers would get a handwritten letter from their superiors. But the individual soldier and naval crewmembers, what would they get?"
"I don't know." Jaetin replied honestly.
As he said that the two children and the mother returned. There was fear in the two children. Puffing himself up, he had to say it. As everyone but him sat down he looked to them all, "It is my solemn duty to inform you, that as of 2493, Galactic Standard, the relay patrol fleet 300-400 is missing, presumed dead with all hands."
Looking at them all, the two elders looked steeled for this message, but the children were rapidly deteriorating, "They were all lost when they moved to investigate relay 314 which had been activated at the time. Their last report said that the relay was activated and there was no sign of who did so. It is now we believe that it was a trap organized by pirates to lure them into a disadvantageous position. This is believed because as of two cycles ago, the frigate HNV Sentinel, supported by several other unidentified ships attacked and nearly destroyed several civilian shipping convoys in the Skylian Verge and the Terminus Systems. The Sentinel was last assigned to the patrol fleet. Punitive incursions are being planned to punish those who would ruthlessly attack the soldiers and sailors of the Hierarchy without cause."
It was finally at this time that Saren shrieked in anguish. He was young, couldn't be more than 10 cycles, years away from conscription. Jaetin continued, "And it is so, that we fear Field General Desolas Arterius has been killed by the honorless pirates of the Warlord Aria T'Loak."
Now crying openly, Saren was soon comforted by his mother and Varia, "What about my father? Is he okay!" She asked, desperately. Tapping his omni-tool for his driver to bring in Admiral Yulgir Trisun's medal board and letter, she soon started to cry alongside Saren.
The father stood up and accepted the medal board and letter, "Sir, my next stop is the Trisun residence, if you and young Varia would like to join me…."
"We will. Thank you for bringing this." Prying the two children apart, the father took Avaria in his arms as she cried pitifully. Nearing the car Saren was at the door of it.
"I want to be with Varia." He said between heaves of his chest and shrieks of crying. Nodding that he could come, the Father had him enter next to Varia. The staff car was crowded, but no one complained. Varia was embracing her father's medal board, and the elder Arterius had her family's letter in his pocket. Saren looked to the many dozens more in the car, that filled almost half of it up. Despite his sorrow he was dumbfounded at it all.
The ride was mercifully short, and the driver dutifully opened the door for them all to exit. It was the worst thing the driver had seen in over 40 years of escorting officers in this line of work. In his years he had not seen this many before himself, and he didn't envy Jaetin who would have to give them all out. Neither of them would be getting much sleep today, or perhaps even the next week.
Outside the Trisun estate, the gardener and those of the clan outside the building enjoying the nice morning stopped themselves as they saw the two crying children escorted by the commander and the Arterius elder.
'This is going to be a painful day.' Jaetin thought regretfully.
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Association of Asian Nation
Formed after the establishment of the Shanxi Fortress colony, The Association of Asian Nations, or AAN (Pronounced: aun), was a logical step in more efficient administration of their region of earth, each nation is allowed to govern its own internal affairs while they allow AAN to represent them in the Congress of Independents, and the regional congress of the Sol System.
AAN has been lauded for its excellent void and wet naval production techniques, and for their improved school mandate for the region, which simplified the previously complicated and inefficient school systems under one umbrella administration. However they have faced criticisms of slowly erasing culture and language in the region in favor of a more unified culture.
Combat Doctrine: Human Wave Attack Doctrine
Human Wave Attack Doctrine, or HWAD, is the theory that anything can be taken when enough manpower and firepower is thrown at a target. Insidiously subtle, the actual process is much more complicated, making use of forward infiltration troops to soften up targets for mainline forces to swarm over in waves of artillery, armored vehicles, and infantry.
Their effectiveness when the pre planned operations succeed has been equal parts devastating and swift, with objectives that would normally take months of hard fighting taken only in days of crushing routs, encirclements, and sieges of strong points.
Inspiration was taken from reports of STG working in tangent with Turian forces, the STG would surgically strike points of resistance and soften and disorganize the targets for the upcoming Turian assault forces to overwhelm and destroy piecemeal.
The suggested tactics had never been thoroughly conducted by the STG and Hierarchy Army due to mistrust and lack of opportunities, and it was only in the 1st Pacification war of the Terminus by the Hierarchy that the tactics received real practice, and were found to be effective, but requiring great amounts of unacceptable preplanning in the impatient Hierarchy's eyes alongside inefficiencies in troop speed when attempting to encircle and destroy pockets of resistance, having never experienced Blitzkrieg style warfare they never produced a viable tactic.
AAN leaders however found that it fit perfectly into their forces role and doctrine, and their preferred tactics and strategies have often been called "East Lightning" in the media.
All brigades are semi mechanized with hardy and robust vehicles, with towed artillery with foot and motorized infantry following closely to the tanks to encircle and siege out pockets of resistance.
Their preferred APC, the Water Buffalo class M99 can hold up to 10 occupants and is capable of amphibious operations, it has a total of 100 internal moving parts, and all children are taught to field repair the vehicles as part of the test to pass high school. The vehicle has became a symbol of Asian power. The vehicle is so popular and widespread among retired military veterans, that it has its own license plate and is often seen doing everything from parents taking their kids to school to plowing fields.
The Tiger class Tank is a long running series of tanks, while neither sophisticated nor powerful, it is fast, easy to produce, easy to repair, and has remarkable crew survivability built in mind. It is expected for its crew to repair the vehicle in the middle of battle or operation to continue the fight and to extend the lifespan of the vehicle for operations.
HWAD's only other special vehicle is the T22 mass conveyor truck, which is used to transport, ammo, food, supplies, and infantry.
Armament:
AK150 (Chemical propelled Variant)
Banzai Light armor
Omni-tool
Personal ammunition fabricator.
Support Packages
Specialising in mass attack and infiltration warfare, AAN forces are drilled, trained, and practice this style all their lives. From birth to death, popular sports include paintball and ESports, where teamwork, speed, and skill of battle are essential.
Out of box thinking is prized, and many AAN citizens go on to join the World Rangers.
In their eyes, fights go to those with more numbers, firepower, and ability to leverage that firepower on targets.
A: Water Buffalo Call Off: For free, every other minute you can call off an off map Water Buffalo APC. This gives your infantry squads much needed speed and firepower, providing its autocannon and hull mounted machine gun. All AAN infantry also get a defensive bonus and morale boost when near the tank. Veterancy of the vehicle makes the vehicle look more specialized and personalized.
B: Tiger Tank call off: Every other minute you can choose to call off a Tiger tank for free. The Vehicles 200 mm smooth bore Mass effect canon provides great anti tank and anti fortification. It also has a coaxial machine gun. While not the most tough or powerful of the generic tanks, it has a random chance that the crew will repair the tank after destruction for free.
C: Enhanced Aerial Reconnaissance and Command and Control (Passive): Japan and Korea are huge consumers of ESports, and participate heavily in it. While these skills don't easily transfer over into battle, this does produce excellent intelligence and air recon officers, who often can personally guide their assigned squad through even the most hellish of warzones.
D: On Target Artillery Barrage: A battery of standing by Howitzers are given a target firing 30 pound artillery shells for 1 minute, free to use.
E: World Rangers: Special Forces unit, the World Rangers were formed by Russian Spetznaz, US Army Rangers, and British Special Air Service at the dawn of the 21st century. Each Ranger is a veritable squad on their own, armed with the latest in stealth and combat technologies.
F: Suppressive Rocket Barrage: An entire brigade of rocket artillery fires their missiles at enemy command center and fortifications, while inaccurate, anyone stuck in the blast zone is immediately pinned and building and fortifications can take substantial damage.
G: Orbital Disruptive Bombardment: The penultimate tactical tool of the HWAD doctrine, enemy forces are entirely cut off from their mainlines, they can no longer reinforce, do not receive supplies, and cannot build more units for five minutes. This is used when a vital section of the line is stalled for too long. Since orbital bombardment is a precise skill, it cannot be used in tactical engagements but is used strategically to isolate enemies from reinforcement and resupply.
Special Victory Condition: Close the Pocket: Taking all the command points surrounding the enemy base will result in an instant victory for the HWAD force, as the forward elements have achieved their tactical objective in encircling the enemy base of the enemy, overwhelming numbers of infantry establish a cordon and besiege the enemy while the leading elements proceed to race on behind their lines. Only applicable in base missions.
Author's Notes:
Greetings from Blood Raven, the co-Author of this story. I apologize for the wait, but college and school is nearing its end for the semester. Anyways I hoped you enjoyed this chapter, and it's the last of the pre covert action chapters of the story, the next few chapters will see humanity start its attempts to inform the galaxy of the impending danger of the reapers. But that won't be the main focus, oh no, the main focus will be the 1st Hierarchy Pacification War of the Terminus. To unseat the treacherous Asari Aria T'Loak from Omega and bring her to justice for the destruction of the Patrol fleet doing its honored duty of protecting all peoples from genocidal unknowns.
We won't have unit chatter this time because it would probably take a day or two more, but you still got to know of the Association of Asian Nations Doctrine.
I hoped you enjoyed!
If you want more content like this, Phuripat has Through Their Eyes: Remastered, if you like Gundam! A new chapter for that will come out soon since I've freed myself up.
I'm also the co-author for Terran Federation: Contact, go check it out! A new chapter was just released!
And finally I write my own Fanfiction XCOM: Impact, although I spend more time Beta reading for others, I never stop writing for it.