worldoftides
BACKGROUND
“World of tides” is created on the basis of space fiction D.S. Gradinara "Spreading wings" and "Gray tide."
Human civilization has finally found the opportunity to get rid of continuous internal wars that once devastated the territories of the Earth and planetary colonies. The tool that allowed to achieve a state of rest was the tough power of the Dominants, which combined economics and politics into a single whole, discarding the previous separation of finance, industry and power. From now on, nothing and no one got out of the control of the Global Solar Council, which was composed of representatives of the five Dominants who divided the spheres of influence. Over the past two hundred years, astronautics have gained incredible rates of development, and people have gone beyond the limits of the solar system, colonizing more and more new worlds. A significant role in the stellar expansion of mankind was played by the discovery of the amazing phenomenon of the Universe - the Tides, thanks to which space scouts, and after them - huge colonial transports, rushed into the corners of the Milky Way Galaxy out of reach of ordinary relativistic traction. But it was a peaceful colonization. Colonial detachments were located in the transport compartments, but not assault infantry, equipment for planetary development and terraforming of distant planets, but not gun platforms and rocket launchers. On board colonial transports, in hangars, automatic probes and ore-mining complexes were waiting in the wings, but not the combat units of formidable fighter starships. They will appear later ... but not gun platforms and rocket launchers. On board colonial transports, in hangars, automatic probes and ore-mining complexes were waiting in the wings, but not the combat units of formidable fighter starships. They will appear later ... but not gun platforms and rocket launchers. On board colonial transports, in hangars, automatic probes and ore-mining complexes were waiting in the wings, but not the combat units of formidable fighter starships. They will appear later ...
From planet to planet, from star to star, caravans moved, asserting human power over space. But each pilot researcher, who first entered the newfound Tide, with hope and holding his breath, was waiting for a meeting with other creatures, a different civilization, a different mind. To find the answer to the eternal question - are we alone? Is man alone among billions of stars in the galaxy?
These times are gone ... An answer has been received. The first civilization we encountered - the Immortals, a race of intelligent worm-shaped creatures with incredible vitality and unique technologies that exceed the earthly level - turned out to be hostile. The race of the Immortals has long been expanding. But they just had a battle fleet capable of destroying the population of the Earth and all the solar dominions.
The Oasis of the Pioneers, the planetary system of the Bead Thread, the euphoria and Oblivion hydroplanes, once shining with the cleanliness of the newly built house, are now burned to the ground, destroyed by planetary bombing that made them more unsuitable for human habitation ... It is possible that the Immortals have already met other civilizations on their way maybe - aggressive, hostile to them, maybe - completely defenseless. One way or another, the purpose of the wanderings of the Immortals was not creation at all.
On Earth, they still remember the missionary’s flight. A long-range reconnaissance spaceship was sent with a message of friendship. The informatory on board contained the precious experience and achievements of mankind. Video systems broadcast this event to all corners of the Sun. It was an unforgettable sight! Fifty messengers of goodwill - engineers and doctors, biologists and historians, people of various specialties - proudly ascended the gangways connecting the launch pier and the spaceship ready for flight. What happened then - also not to forget. The spaceship is back. Semi-charred, with scattered superstructures, destroyed by a signal bridge and gaps in the sides. There were no survivors. The ship was driven by automation, which at the last moment managed to get it out of a heavy gravitational bombardment, on the only surviving engine, back to Tide. Sent to eliminate errors,
Thus began a new era of humanity. The era of star war in which millions and billions were to die. Colonists, astronauts, mining station technicians - they all came under attack.
While these were the outlying worlds, the trouble did not affect the cradle of human civilization - the Earth, and was still far from the planets of the solar system. Immortals carried out a methodical destruction of industrial and inhabited planets using the tactics of slow but steady extrusion of mankind from outer space. So we were given to understand that there is no stellar friendship and fraternity between completely different races of intelligent beings, equally seeking to conquer the Galaxy. In this difficult time, in the midst of doom, chaos and fear, the engineers of the Solar designed ships and stations that could protect the Solar. Thus, the previous prejudices, past dreams of conquering the Universe, went into oblivion. And the former ore carriers were overgrown with thick skin of armor at the new shipyards, and the licked sides of the cruise liners bristled with sockets of gravitational emitters.
Dominants, using all available human and material resources, erected giant outposts - Star Fortresses, blocking the Tides leading into the Solar System. And here the spheres of influence and areas of responsibility were divided between them, and again internal conflicts broke out, the struggle for the absorption of the strong by the weak. Such is human nature ...
Since the Dominants “Amga-Zaale” and “Victoria” were the last to emerge as power structures, it was they who had to prove their worth — there, at far borders, when laying outposts controlled by them.
Fortresses Asia, Africa and America were erected at the most advantageous exits from the Tides. While the flotillas of civilian and industrial starships were hastily converted into warships, while their crews, suffering terrifying losses, bleeding, gained bitter combat experience, while the Immortals only felt for the direction of the main attack, there was still the possibility of strategic deployment of Fortresses in areas where the supply of military forces was not difficult materials. In these operational squares, ore clusters of asteroids rich in deposits of necessary raw materials were abundant. But the creation of the Fortresses Australia and Europe was more like a hasty patching of holes in the defense. Overlapping the two remaining Tides leading to Earth, these outposts could only be content with irregular supplies,
The activity of the Immortals, who correctly determined the dependence of the outposts on the supply, in these areas was much higher than that of other Fortresses. This did not allow spraying the concentrated forces of the aerospace forces - the Military Space Fleet - to carry out barrage service and simultaneously extract strategic materials in remote locations. In the event of a weakening of the battle fleet based here, the breakthrough of the Immortals would prove fatal for the Solar.
The first unsuccessful attempt to organize something like a special military supply fleet led to the emergence of a real pirate free-ship, the so-called "implacable". A group of pilots who deserted from the Air Force, announced their readiness to begin military operations against the Dominants immediately after the end of the war. The option in which the Earth loses the battle was not taken into account. It would be nonsense to calculate the consequences of such a catastrophe as the death of the Earth. Therefore, the "irreconcilable", having established their own bases in secluded corners of deep space, waged their own struggle with the Immortals. They were not mad at all. Rather, idealists, fans who oppose the globalization of power. One way or another, I had to look for another way. Finally, common sense and long negotiations between the Dominants allowed him to be found ...
The battle fleet of the Earth has not yet become a smashing sword, playing the role of a shield exclusively bursting from enemy attacks. But you can’t wait for the enemy to accumulate enough strength to break through it? Yes, we build starships, Jupiterian shipyards stamp them without stopping. There, at Jupiter, in the rings of automatic plants, real hell was happening! Often not only people, but also equipment could not stand it ... At the same time, laboratories and military workshops are preparing new weapons, reinforced engines, protection and everything else that a warship needs. Everything, except for the only thing - the pilots. Those who must control the starships. Those who are able to oppose the enemy’s pressure not only with the speed of ballistic computers, the speed of accelerating engines, the artillery and missile power of the ship, but also their own will to win, their fearlessness,
The selection of astronauts for serfs was strict. Not everyone is able to withstand the exhausting tension of the battle, which is being fought at near-light speeds; not everyone can boost superreaction, superfast response of the brain and muscle tissue with modifications. Total mobilization did not solve the issue. After all, all our abilities are hidden deeply - at the genetic level, and this is a stubborn fact. There were enough forces for manning detachments and assault infantry groups, as well as an excess of industrial facilities for the manufacture of new starships. But there wasn’t enough raw materials to maintain this crazy pace, there weren’t enough people genetically suitable for turning into warship pilots. A vicious circle looped around the neck of a fighting humanity ... And at the same time, in the far sectors of space, scanners detected the presence of deposits of raw materials and strategic materials. Who will follow them? Who will be able to conduct a caravan of cargo ships, even equipped with missile weapons and emitters of melee weapons? Who will go and return - with prey! With new blood for pulsating veins of military production? And yet, on Earth, three and a half billion low-key players who do not have the necessary gene to become a pilot of the aerospace forces, living on social benefits cut down to the inability with the outbreak of war, people who were waiting for their fate - to get into the assault infantry, where, according to rumors , mortality has reached ninety percent, or die in the event of a breakthrough of the Immortals. And the enemy was able to revive their own pilots and warriors from the only surviving cell that carries the DNA code. Three and a half billion - on Earth, and about a billion - in the remaining dominions. Hundreds of refugee ships launched to Solnechnaya, but what awaited them on Earth? The same uncertainty ...
It was then that the program of star privateering came about.
In the ancient era of conquering sea spaces, privateers were considered privateers, to whom the government issued a license to wage war and piracy against an adversary state. A close medieval system of privateering was chosen by the dominants to transfer part of the economic activity in external sectors to independent captains who were ready to conduct dangerous operations, constantly risking running into patrols and raids of the Immortals. Such a system proved to be very effective, each captain was responsible only for himself and made decisions, choosing the best opportunity for himself, such efficiency and flexibility allowed star marques to quickly spread their enterprises across all external sectors. Dominants could only create the necessary infrastructure for privateers, to supply the necessary material supplies and space stations on which privateers could conduct their business. All measures and costs taken quickly paid off in the future, dominants ceased to incur exorbitant losses, and privateers spread throughout space and provided an inflow of rare resources to the solar system, which, along with risky trading, made it possible to supply some enterprises with dominants that were heavily dependent on VKS patrols. Subsequently, Captains licensed for space privateering received the nickname “Scappers” from the Old English Space Caper. which, along with risky trading, made it possible to supply some enterprises with dominants that were heavily dependent on patrols of the air forces. Subsequently, Captains licensed for space privateering received the nickname “Scappers” from the Old English Space Caper. which, along with risky trading, made it possible to supply some enterprises with dominants that were heavily dependent on patrols of the air forces. Subsequently, Captains licensed for space privateering received the nickname “Scappers” from the Old English Space Caper.
So, we were given a patent for the shooting of any alien evil spirits, which only meets on the way. They made it possible to see worlds where no one had yet been. Given a chance in life! But at the same time they put a heavy burden on their shoulders. From now on, everyone is a desperate inhabitant of the Earth, a refugee miner who has lost his home, a pilot of a freight transport or a passenger liner, who does not have the damned transformation gene in his blood ... We are all the solar supply army, left to our own devices. We are the most important component of the VKS fleet, without which the Fortresses cannot survive. And to hell with this transformation gene! We will get our experience in battle! We, unable to swim, were thrown into the stormy sea. But he who finds the strength in himself to rise above the wave, bring the starship right on target, pick up what belongs only to him - by right of the strong! - and break through the chain of enemy patrol ships,
Let the VKS pilots boast, tied like chain dogs to the Fortresses, let them boast of their skills and giant battleships. Without us they are nobody! Predatory animals sitting in a cage. And we have to feed them with our hands.
Happiness, when an accumulation of asteroids saturated with hyperchrystal comes across, a material without which it is impossible to recreate the combat optics of starships. It’s double happiness, if in a clump that has been pressed from space dust for billions of years, a special layer is found containing a photograph — a compound from which nanotubes are selected for the manufacture of ultrafast calculators: ballistic, tactical, command, navigation ... Even greater happiness when in a placer of space crushed stone will be the only pebble containing particles of graviquazers. The capabilities of the fleet - both ours and the Immortals - depended entirely on this unique formation. We won’t pick up, the enemy will take, that was the question.
A crystal, the size of a grain of wheat, falling into a splitter, gave out enough energy to provide it with a city block for a whole year! In our torpedoes - three crystals of quasers. Each launch is a step towards victory, but at the same time - three quarters of the Megalopolis, left without energy. And hundreds and hundreds of crystals are destroyed by boosters of accelerating engines! The earth plunged into darkness more and more, remaining without light, heat and without civilization, which has become a familiar luxury. A short blanket that cannot cover both legs and head. A short blanket on a frosty night ...
While the Earth was in a lethargic dream, the VKS fleet had to ensure its safety. And our scaper fleet ensured the viability of the aerospace forces. And increasingly, going into a raid, we hear the wishes of combat pilots behind our backs.
“Hey Scaper! Come back with booty! We are waiting for you! ”
© GDTeam Source
“World of tides” is created on the basis of space fiction D.S. Gradinara "Spreading wings" and "Gray tide."
Human civilization has finally found the opportunity to get rid of continuous internal wars that once devastated the territories of the Earth and planetary colonies. The tool that allowed to achieve a state of rest was the tough power of the Dominants, which combined economics and politics into a single whole, discarding the previous separation of finance, industry and power. From now on, nothing and no one got out of the control of the Global Solar Council, which was composed of representatives of the five Dominants who divided the spheres of influence. Over the past two hundred years, astronautics have gained incredible rates of development, and people have gone beyond the limits of the solar system, colonizing more and more new worlds. A significant role in the stellar expansion of mankind was played by the discovery of the amazing phenomenon of the Universe - the Tides, thanks to which space scouts, and after them - huge colonial transports, rushed into the corners of the Milky Way Galaxy out of reach of ordinary relativistic traction. But it was a peaceful colonization. Colonial detachments were located in the transport compartments, but not assault infantry, equipment for planetary development and terraforming of distant planets, but not gun platforms and rocket launchers. On board colonial transports, in hangars, automatic probes and ore-mining complexes were waiting in the wings, but not the combat units of formidable fighter starships. They will appear later ... but not gun platforms and rocket launchers. On board colonial transports, in hangars, automatic probes and ore-mining complexes were waiting in the wings, but not the combat units of formidable fighter starships. They will appear later ... but not gun platforms and rocket launchers. On board colonial transports, in hangars, automatic probes and ore-mining complexes were waiting in the wings, but not the combat units of formidable fighter starships. They will appear later ...
From planet to planet, from star to star, caravans moved, asserting human power over space. But each pilot researcher, who first entered the newfound Tide, with hope and holding his breath, was waiting for a meeting with other creatures, a different civilization, a different mind. To find the answer to the eternal question - are we alone? Is man alone among billions of stars in the galaxy?
These times are gone ... An answer has been received. The first civilization we encountered - the Immortals, a race of intelligent worm-shaped creatures with incredible vitality and unique technologies that exceed the earthly level - turned out to be hostile. The race of the Immortals has long been expanding. But they just had a battle fleet capable of destroying the population of the Earth and all the solar dominions.
The Oasis of the Pioneers, the planetary system of the Bead Thread, the euphoria and Oblivion hydroplanes, once shining with the cleanliness of the newly built house, are now burned to the ground, destroyed by planetary bombing that made them more unsuitable for human habitation ... It is possible that the Immortals have already met other civilizations on their way maybe - aggressive, hostile to them, maybe - completely defenseless. One way or another, the purpose of the wanderings of the Immortals was not creation at all.
On Earth, they still remember the missionary’s flight. A long-range reconnaissance spaceship was sent with a message of friendship. The informatory on board contained the precious experience and achievements of mankind. Video systems broadcast this event to all corners of the Sun. It was an unforgettable sight! Fifty messengers of goodwill - engineers and doctors, biologists and historians, people of various specialties - proudly ascended the gangways connecting the launch pier and the spaceship ready for flight. What happened then - also not to forget. The spaceship is back. Semi-charred, with scattered superstructures, destroyed by a signal bridge and gaps in the sides. There were no survivors. The ship was driven by automation, which at the last moment managed to get it out of a heavy gravitational bombardment, on the only surviving engine, back to Tide. Sent to eliminate errors,
Thus began a new era of humanity. The era of star war in which millions and billions were to die. Colonists, astronauts, mining station technicians - they all came under attack.
While these were the outlying worlds, the trouble did not affect the cradle of human civilization - the Earth, and was still far from the planets of the solar system. Immortals carried out a methodical destruction of industrial and inhabited planets using the tactics of slow but steady extrusion of mankind from outer space. So we were given to understand that there is no stellar friendship and fraternity between completely different races of intelligent beings, equally seeking to conquer the Galaxy. In this difficult time, in the midst of doom, chaos and fear, the engineers of the Solar designed ships and stations that could protect the Solar. Thus, the previous prejudices, past dreams of conquering the Universe, went into oblivion. And the former ore carriers were overgrown with thick skin of armor at the new shipyards, and the licked sides of the cruise liners bristled with sockets of gravitational emitters.
Dominants, using all available human and material resources, erected giant outposts - Star Fortresses, blocking the Tides leading into the Solar System. And here the spheres of influence and areas of responsibility were divided between them, and again internal conflicts broke out, the struggle for the absorption of the strong by the weak. Such is human nature ...
Since the Dominants “Amga-Zaale” and “Victoria” were the last to emerge as power structures, it was they who had to prove their worth — there, at far borders, when laying outposts controlled by them.
Fortresses Asia, Africa and America were erected at the most advantageous exits from the Tides. While the flotillas of civilian and industrial starships were hastily converted into warships, while their crews, suffering terrifying losses, bleeding, gained bitter combat experience, while the Immortals only felt for the direction of the main attack, there was still the possibility of strategic deployment of Fortresses in areas where the supply of military forces was not difficult materials. In these operational squares, ore clusters of asteroids rich in deposits of necessary raw materials were abundant. But the creation of the Fortresses Australia and Europe was more like a hasty patching of holes in the defense. Overlapping the two remaining Tides leading to Earth, these outposts could only be content with irregular supplies,
The activity of the Immortals, who correctly determined the dependence of the outposts on the supply, in these areas was much higher than that of other Fortresses. This did not allow spraying the concentrated forces of the aerospace forces - the Military Space Fleet - to carry out barrage service and simultaneously extract strategic materials in remote locations. In the event of a weakening of the battle fleet based here, the breakthrough of the Immortals would prove fatal for the Solar.
The first unsuccessful attempt to organize something like a special military supply fleet led to the emergence of a real pirate free-ship, the so-called "implacable". A group of pilots who deserted from the Air Force, announced their readiness to begin military operations against the Dominants immediately after the end of the war. The option in which the Earth loses the battle was not taken into account. It would be nonsense to calculate the consequences of such a catastrophe as the death of the Earth. Therefore, the "irreconcilable", having established their own bases in secluded corners of deep space, waged their own struggle with the Immortals. They were not mad at all. Rather, idealists, fans who oppose the globalization of power. One way or another, I had to look for another way. Finally, common sense and long negotiations between the Dominants allowed him to be found ...
The battle fleet of the Earth has not yet become a smashing sword, playing the role of a shield exclusively bursting from enemy attacks. But you can’t wait for the enemy to accumulate enough strength to break through it? Yes, we build starships, Jupiterian shipyards stamp them without stopping. There, at Jupiter, in the rings of automatic plants, real hell was happening! Often not only people, but also equipment could not stand it ... At the same time, laboratories and military workshops are preparing new weapons, reinforced engines, protection and everything else that a warship needs. Everything, except for the only thing - the pilots. Those who must control the starships. Those who are able to oppose the enemy’s pressure not only with the speed of ballistic computers, the speed of accelerating engines, the artillery and missile power of the ship, but also their own will to win, their fearlessness,
The selection of astronauts for serfs was strict. Not everyone is able to withstand the exhausting tension of the battle, which is being fought at near-light speeds; not everyone can boost superreaction, superfast response of the brain and muscle tissue with modifications. Total mobilization did not solve the issue. After all, all our abilities are hidden deeply - at the genetic level, and this is a stubborn fact. There were enough forces for manning detachments and assault infantry groups, as well as an excess of industrial facilities for the manufacture of new starships. But there wasn’t enough raw materials to maintain this crazy pace, there weren’t enough people genetically suitable for turning into warship pilots. A vicious circle looped around the neck of a fighting humanity ... And at the same time, in the far sectors of space, scanners detected the presence of deposits of raw materials and strategic materials. Who will follow them? Who will be able to conduct a caravan of cargo ships, even equipped with missile weapons and emitters of melee weapons? Who will go and return - with prey! With new blood for pulsating veins of military production? And yet, on Earth, three and a half billion low-key players who do not have the necessary gene to become a pilot of the aerospace forces, living on social benefits cut down to the inability with the outbreak of war, people who were waiting for their fate - to get into the assault infantry, where, according to rumors , mortality has reached ninety percent, or die in the event of a breakthrough of the Immortals. And the enemy was able to revive their own pilots and warriors from the only surviving cell that carries the DNA code. Three and a half billion - on Earth, and about a billion - in the remaining dominions. Hundreds of refugee ships launched to Solnechnaya, but what awaited them on Earth? The same uncertainty ...
It was then that the program of star privateering came about.
In the ancient era of conquering sea spaces, privateers were considered privateers, to whom the government issued a license to wage war and piracy against an adversary state. A close medieval system of privateering was chosen by the dominants to transfer part of the economic activity in external sectors to independent captains who were ready to conduct dangerous operations, constantly risking running into patrols and raids of the Immortals. Such a system proved to be very effective, each captain was responsible only for himself and made decisions, choosing the best opportunity for himself, such efficiency and flexibility allowed star marques to quickly spread their enterprises across all external sectors. Dominants could only create the necessary infrastructure for privateers, to supply the necessary material supplies and space stations on which privateers could conduct their business. All measures and costs taken quickly paid off in the future, dominants ceased to incur exorbitant losses, and privateers spread throughout space and provided an inflow of rare resources to the solar system, which, along with risky trading, made it possible to supply some enterprises with dominants that were heavily dependent on VKS patrols. Subsequently, Captains licensed for space privateering received the nickname “Scappers” from the Old English Space Caper. which, along with risky trading, made it possible to supply some enterprises with dominants that were heavily dependent on patrols of the air forces. Subsequently, Captains licensed for space privateering received the nickname “Scappers” from the Old English Space Caper. which, along with risky trading, made it possible to supply some enterprises with dominants that were heavily dependent on patrols of the air forces. Subsequently, Captains licensed for space privateering received the nickname “Scappers” from the Old English Space Caper.
So, we were given a patent for the shooting of any alien evil spirits, which only meets on the way. They made it possible to see worlds where no one had yet been. Given a chance in life! But at the same time they put a heavy burden on their shoulders. From now on, everyone is a desperate inhabitant of the Earth, a refugee miner who has lost his home, a pilot of a freight transport or a passenger liner, who does not have the damned transformation gene in his blood ... We are all the solar supply army, left to our own devices. We are the most important component of the VKS fleet, without which the Fortresses cannot survive. And to hell with this transformation gene! We will get our experience in battle! We, unable to swim, were thrown into the stormy sea. But he who finds the strength in himself to rise above the wave, bring the starship right on target, pick up what belongs only to him - by right of the strong! - and break through the chain of enemy patrol ships,
Let the VKS pilots boast, tied like chain dogs to the Fortresses, let them boast of their skills and giant battleships. Without us they are nobody! Predatory animals sitting in a cage. And we have to feed them with our hands.
Happiness, when an accumulation of asteroids saturated with hyperchrystal comes across, a material without which it is impossible to recreate the combat optics of starships. It’s double happiness, if in a clump that has been pressed from space dust for billions of years, a special layer is found containing a photograph — a compound from which nanotubes are selected for the manufacture of ultrafast calculators: ballistic, tactical, command, navigation ... Even greater happiness when in a placer of space crushed stone will be the only pebble containing particles of graviquazers. The capabilities of the fleet - both ours and the Immortals - depended entirely on this unique formation. We won’t pick up, the enemy will take, that was the question.
A crystal, the size of a grain of wheat, falling into a splitter, gave out enough energy to provide it with a city block for a whole year! In our torpedoes - three crystals of quasers. Each launch is a step towards victory, but at the same time - three quarters of the Megalopolis, left without energy. And hundreds and hundreds of crystals are destroyed by boosters of accelerating engines! The earth plunged into darkness more and more, remaining without light, heat and without civilization, which has become a familiar luxury. A short blanket that cannot cover both legs and head. A short blanket on a frosty night ...
While the Earth was in a lethargic dream, the VKS fleet had to ensure its safety. And our scaper fleet ensured the viability of the aerospace forces. And increasingly, going into a raid, we hear the wishes of combat pilots behind our backs.
“Hey Scaper! Come back with booty! We are waiting for you! ”
© GDTeam Source