Das Republik [Post-Apocalyptic / TG to Join]

[Das Republik (Ancient)]

2045.

Ten years after the apocalypse that wiped nearly all of humanity from the face of the planet, only small warbands and groups of settlers sweep through the forgotten ruins of once-great nations. Some areas still remain dangerously irradiated, and the dangers of the new age are always present.

Rumors spread slowly across this grey, dead landscape. One must always take what he hears with a grain of salt.

From the East comes word of a new society rising up from the ashes. Das Republik, they say it is called. The Republic. Those who claim to have seen it with their own eyes have many different stories. Some say it is a new utopia, humanity's only hope to rebuild, that they cannot wait to return. Others say it is a military dictatorship of the worst kind, that they were lucky to escape with their lives and the clothes on their backs.

But you will have to decide for yourself. You will have to decide how you will deal with the land of the East, as it comes closer to you and your territory each day. No matter if you are all alone or with a group of followers, peaceful or warlike, you will tangle with the awakening giant that is Das Republik.

[Das Republik (Ancient)]

Aldus Ford peered through his binoculars at the dead wasteland beyond. As a Captain of Das Republik's New Model Army, he was responsible for leading his soldiers outside the relative safety of their garrison into the area known as the Outlands. Such was the customary patrol intended to scout out new territory for the hundreds of settlers trying to become citizens of the new utopia, to clear away the brush and the pesky raiders who tended to get in the way of progress.

The nearest Republic garrison was about 14 miles away, several hours marching distance for the men of Ford's platoon. It had been a fairly uneventful day, with no skirmishes or ambushes.

Luckily, the attacks that did come were usually uncoordinated. A few raiders with homemade rifles. The New Model Army, with their military training, body armor and automatic rifles, could make quick work of them.

Every once in a while, Ford's men would bump into the lonely settler families and hungry young men looking for work. They need only be directed in the direction of the East. The Republic is only as far as the horizon, they would say, you're nearly there.

And that was what the Republic was to people: a shining light of hope in a cruel, violent world. A place where a man could find peace and security, start working to earn a few dollars, raise a family. Like the days before the end of the world.

But at what cost did this kind of idyllic future come?

[Grizmel]

To the south the last city of Grizmel moved onto the great planes of Das Republik. The leader of the group Charski sima, a great war survivor and now commandant of these civilians pressed forward. As soon as they found a good enough place to live He ordered The people to unpack.

They set up the mighty flag of their nation, showing the rest of the world Grizmel still lived. People cheered and roared with happiness.Then Charski set up a table for a job list.

the new Grizmelion's now had a camp set up, jobs where distributed out to every one. and a small military set up.The children when to gather food and supplies as two guards followed them.

[Das Republik (Ancient)]

As they pushed south, Captain Ford and his soldiers came upon a small village. They looked hard at work.

"Easy now, men," Ford growled, squinting at the flag he did not recognize, "They look peaceful."

His soldiers slung their weapons over their shoulders as they approached, spreading out through the town. Captain Ford handed his rifle to one of his Lieutenants and cautiously approached one of the townspeople.

"Hello," he smiled, speaking softly, "My name is Ford, Aldus Ford. I'm a Captain of the New Model Army of Das Republik. My men and I are on a patrol and we come in peace. May I speak to the person in charge of this settlement?"

[Grizmel]

They saw a patrol stroll into their village.They where curious of the strangers until one of them spoke. He was asking the towns folk's leader.A kid about the age of nine tugged on Fords sleeve, pointing to the camp center.

Guards watched the strange patrol closely. Seeing what was going on the men raised their weapons, circling the camp patrolling for rebels and other threats.

Charski looks at the new comers and smiles from his hut."hmm looks like we got locals."He said chuckling and pulling out a tin of mints taking one from the tin and eating the breath freshener.

[Das Republik (Ancient)]

The soldiers noticed that the guards were watching them and were careful not to make any sudden moves. As they came close to the leader's hut, the Captain and his two Lieutenants broke off from the group. The other soldiers relaxed nearby, giving out cheap toys and some of their unwanted rations to the children that had gathered around. One of them took out a small violin and began to play a mournful dirge.

Captain Ford removed his helmet and headscarf before raising his hand in a Republik salute. Ford was a handsome man, with a chiseled, gaunt face, matted blonde hair and piercing, dark eyes that seemed to change colors as the light hit them. His Lieutenants stood on either side of him, their camouflage uniforms stained with dust, sweat and blood.

"Hello sir," he said in a serious tone, "Captain Aldus Ford. Dog Company, 18th Battalion, New Model Army. We were on patrol and came across your village. We're from Das Republik, a commonwealth to the north of here. We were hoping to speak with you and see if we could trade, or perhaps strike up an alliance."

[Grizmel]

The children smiled and ran off with their new toys, showing their parents what they got from the nice men in uniform gave them.The parents smiled at the soldiers and waved.One family even gave the men some fresh bottled water.

Charski a old man in his 60's with slick backed black hair and hazel eyes saluted back. He was alittle hunched from his age, but still built for battle.He leans on his old beautiful Mosin Nagant witch see many battles."Good day mister Ford, i am commandant Charski sima."He said with his old raspy voice."And we would be happy to trade with you."Charski then added with a chuckle."The more friends the better out in the wastes."

[Das Republik (Ancient)]

The Republik soldiers took the water gladly; it had been a long day of marching with heavy packs. Some began to eat their rations and joke around with the locals. A few soldiers continued to keep alert, making sure that their comrades were protected in case of surprise attack.

Ford smiled and nodded at the old man.

"Good to see you're willing to cooperate, Commandant. Is there anything you or your people need? Food, water, medical, security? The Republic can offer many things. We'll need to return to garrison before dark, but we can return tomorrow with supplies."

[Grizmel]

Charski then rubbed his bristled chin and looked up at the skies above him."Well i guess we could use some ammo of the 5.56 and 7.62 variant.Some blankets would be nice aswell."The old man said then walk past the three."And what do you fine gentle men want? We have a well drill and a water sanitation filter."



some of the kids from the village dragged out two portable basketball hoops and set them up.They looked around threw all the supplies and found a basket ball with a good amount of air in it.Some soldiers got off their shift and started to help the children. Others went to go relax with Fords resting soldiers.



(what the military looks like http://i42.tinypic.com/2u61f6f.png)

[Das Republik (Ancient)]

"We have a very small stockpile of 5.56, only about 500 or so rounds from trading with scavengers," Ford replied, "But we have plenty of 7.62 if that's what you're looking for. We can get you blankets as well, that shouldn't be a problem."

Ford's ears perked up at the mention of the well drill and sanitation filter.

"These items could be very useful to the Republic. We are always struggling to keep our population from going thirsty. As you know, clean water is hard to come by the wasteland -- too much of the surface water remains irradiated."

Ford wrapped his scarf around his neck, picked up his helmet from the table and prepared to exit the hut.

"We will be able to compensate you for the use of the drill and filter... handsomely, I might add," Ford's voice lowered, "We take care of our allies, Commandant. But beware the enemies of the Republic. There are many who will not take kindly to you working with us. We will do our best to protect you, but we can't be everywhere at once."

[Grizmel]

Chraski yelled at two Grizmelion's to get the well drill and the sanitation filter. The grizmelions language sounded so much like Deutsche.As they brought the the sanitation filter and well drill out, Some troops sneak around back and roll out another cart.

Charski chuckles."we can keep the raiders and others away.That other cart is the reason we needed 5.56 ammunition."he said as the troops showed Ford the impressive 6 barreled mini gun."And if you help us set up our well we will give you the drill and filter."

[Das Republik (Ancient)]

Captain Ford grinned at the sight of the mini-gun and walked over to it. Some of the Republik troops crowded around, trying to get a look at the rare and dangerous weapon. Lieutenant Marley was displeased at this and quickly got them back into formation.

"Very impressive," Ford remarked, "We'll bring the boxes of 5.56 over tomorrow so it can be put to good use."

He looked over to his men and ordered two of them over.
"Master Corporal! PFC Roberts! Front and center!"

Two large soldiers ran over to him.

"These are my strongest men," he explained to Charski, "They'll assist your workers in getting that well operational."

The sun was low in the sky. The wind was getting colder as Ford looked towards the horizon.

"It looks like it's too late to head back to base. Darkness is too dangerous out in the wastes. Is it alright if my men set up a defensive position outside your village for the night?"

[Kleomentia]

After the Apocalypse in the west rose a new nation. The Kleomentian Order. They were becoming larger day by day and were leaded by the Chieftain Stojan Lev who was a surviving General of the Kleomentian army. Stojan heard about Das Republik long time ago and wanted to see what kind of this nation is this. He sent a team of diplomats with security to Das Republik so they can negotiate. The diplomats and the soldiers that went on the journey met with a patrol of Das Republik and the senior diplomat asked the patrol leader:"Hello, we come in peace. We are from a nation from the west and would like to go to Das Republik to negotiate. We heard about your nation and would love to be friends." He said with a calm voice. He then looked in the leaders eyes that were careful and tricky. The diplomat waited for the soldier to answer.

[Grizmel]

Charski looked at a engineer building a small trinket for a child."Brian come help these nice gentle men set the well drill up and get the machine running please."He asked and walked off to the small barbed wire wall they set up around the camp, touching the long steel cable he smiled."why sure Captain, we would happily let you guys spend the night here."

Brian started setting up the supports for the drills base structure."I need you two to grab the drills engine and set it up here please"Brian said as he points to a big cluncky box with a fuel box on the side.

from a guard tower a troop yelled."Commandant!!!Commandant!!! There is a new city to the west!"

Charski Chuckled and said in a lowering voice."well looks like we have more neighbors to the west then."

[Das Republik (Ancient)]

Captain Ford watched a few of his men go to work with the villagers to begin construction on the well, hefting the large engine box into position. He led the rest of his soldiers outside the wire to begin digging in for the night. His Sergeants took over the platoon as he and his junior officers looked over maps, radioing back to base to inform them of the company's whereabouts.

Some men approached the digging soldiers.

"Hello, we come in peace. We are from a nation from the west and would like to go to Das Republik to negotiate. We heard about your nation and would love to be friends."

Captain Ford smiled at the newcomers. He was a little uneasy about the approaching soldiers at first, but they seemed friendly enough.

"What a day we've been having," he said to Lieutenant Marley, "More friends than we know what to do with."

He turned back to the men from the Kleomentian Order and saluted.

"Captain Ford of the New Model Army. Good to meet you. I'm afraid we're settling down for the night, but we can take to back to Das Republik come sun-up. The wastes are too dangerous to cross after nightfall. If the raiders don't get at you, the creatures of the night will."

[Kleomentia]

"Hello, we come in peace. We are from a nation from the west and would like to go to Das Republik to negotiate. We heard about your nation and would love to be friends."

Captain Ford smiled at the newcomers. He was a little uneasy about the approaching soldiers at first, but they seemed friendly enough.

"What a day we've been having," he said to Lieutenant Marley, "More friends than we know what to do with."

He turned back to the men from the Kleomentian Order and saluted.

"Captain Ford of the New Model Army. Good to meet you. I'm afraid we're settling down for the night, but we can take to back to Das Republik come sun-up. The wastes are too dangerous to cross after nightfall. If the raiders don't get at you, the creatures of the night will."

Milan Vojik (the senior diplomat) answered:"Good, we shall stay with you. We know how the night can be dangerous as i lost my brother because of the raiders. He was a soldier patrolling outside the borders when those damn raiders came and killed him along with 3 other men. Anyway, we shall stay with you and than head for Das Republik tomorrow." He then looked to the Captain of his bodyguards and said:"Captain, your men can rest now. But stay frosty, we are still outside the borders."
They then set for the night.

[Das Republik (Ancient)]

The next morning, the soldiers rose before dawn and prepared for the trek back to the Republik. During the night they had killed four raiders who had tried to breach their defenses. The soldiers checked them for anything of value before wrapping them up in shrouds and laying them out on the rocky ground.

The Chaplain led a short service. The men recited a hymn before carrying the bodies to a nearby field and burying them there.

The Republik soldiers were quite religious and insisted on respecting the dead, even their enemies. Killing was a necessary evil in this world, and while they were skilled at it, they did not enjoy it. Their faith was one of the things that reminded them of their civilization in a land all but overrun by bloodthirsty anarchy.

After the formalities were taken care of, the men sat down and cooked their breakfast rations over the embers of their fires. They then loaded up their packs and prepared to march.

Captain Ford waited for Vojik to wake before going over to speak with him.
"We're ready to escort you back to the Republik now. Should only be a few hours' marching."

[Kleomentia]

The next morning, the soldiers rose before dawn and prepared for the trek back to the Republik. During the night they had killed four raiders who had tried to breach their defenses. The soldiers checked them for anything of value before wrapping them up in shrouds and laying them out on the rocky ground.

The Chaplain led a short service. The men recited a hymn before carrying the bodies to a nearby field and burying them there.

The Republik soldiers were quite religious and insisted on respecting the dead, even their enemies. Killing was a necessary evil in this world, and while they were skilled at it, they did not enjoy it. Their faith was one of the things that reminded them of their civilization in a land all but overrun by bloodthirsty anarchy.

After the formalities were taken care of, the men sat down and cooked their breakfast rations over the embers of their fires. They then loaded up their packs and prepared to march.

Captain Ford waited for Vojik to wake before going over to speak with him.
"We're ready to escort you back to the Republik now. Should only be a few hours' marching."

Vojik answered:"Ok, we ready." Then he weaseled which was a sign to his soldiers to follow the Republikans.
Vojik, except for being a senior diplomat, is also a military Captain of the Kleomentian Order. The order was of Christian religion, they preserved it after the apocalypse and are probably the only followers currently. They believe their mission is to prevent the world from being totally destroyed and that they should teach more people of Christianity. Since most of the survivors don't remember it. That is why they had to negotiate with the Republikans, to make it harder for the world to collapse totally.