OOC: To those who might doubt what I am about to describe;
The following weapon is based in reality, it is a scaled down version of the Prussian Needle Gun, which allowed that nation a quick victory in the Austro-Prussian war. A description of the weapon is available
Here
Now, IC:
General Donehogawa held the rifle in his calloused hands, caressing it's wooden frame, pointing it and examining it's every angle.
"It's certainly of workable design," he commented to the men around him, the rifle, called the Matchenawtowaig, or 'deadly snake', was capable of firing eleven shots a minute, as Donehogawa had just demonstrated. A smoldering target sat across the range, Nine hundred paces away.
"It is not true then, what they have told us?" Sleeping Bear was an observer on behalf of the Grand Council, there to ensure the workability of the new weapon.
"No," the General grimmaced, "The cartridge is not prone to explosion, and the shots rarely, if ever, foul in the muzzle."
"It is a brilliant design."
Donehogawa nodded to the crowd, going into detail about the amount of powder in each shot, explaining the weapon's every quality.
"How many are we ready to produce?"
The question seemed to come from the still air, and for a moment the General wondered if he could get away without answering it, a look of expectance pervaded the small crowd, he stammered, forcing the awful words past his lips.
"Maybe a hundred a year."
Everyone was aghast, the excited tone of the afternoon was replaced by a sullen disgrace as the General explained that the slow production was due not to any failing on the weapon's part, but rather to the extremly primitive nature of the United Nation's industrial base.
Sleeping Bear stepped forward, adressing the men from the Dreise Company, a small local shop which had produced the gun and been rocketed quickly from one of many small gun shops to one of the most important weapons corporations in the Nations.
"I am willing to issue a contract for ten thousand of these, to be delivered by the end of next year."
The representative, unused to such dealings stammered a bit, paused, looked about to consult with anyone he could, seeing nothing but approval he slowly eked out his words.
"It.... it will be expensive."
"Yes, but we are willing to pay, we can afford it, and you will have to open up several factories to make this work."
"Can it be done?"
"A single factory, running at full capacity could easily make five hundred in a month."
"Yes, but we don't have a single factory."
"Which is why you must build some."
"Eight Hundred thousand wampum should ensure it."
Sleeping Bear grinned, "A businessman eh? It can be done."
"Good, we'll need it."
(OOC: 800,000 Wmp is roughly 3/4 of the Military budget for the UNA, though the Generals may push for more through hearings in the Grand Council it is likeyl that they will have to devote all the rest to the salaries of the soldiers and even then roughly a thousand will have to be downsized.)
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"The National Council for the Apache Nation, one of 13 nations under the constitution of the United Nations hereby comes to order."
The gavel struck down twice, ensuring that all wer aware, and properly in reverence.
"The first order is to discuss the establishment of a public education system in the Nation. Supporters, rise and be recognised."
Taza stood up, aknowledging the crowd, "I beleive that it is in the best intrest of the Nation that we should ensure that schooling is available for all, I propose the institution of a school tax to pay for this. It may cost us gold, but who can put a price on the future?"
Across the table Coscise stood, "I do not beleive that it would be prudent to burden the people with further taxes, or to upset the delicate balance of of family by usurping the children during the days."
"Ah, I have found a man who can cite a price for the future," a polite chuckle passed through the room," Coscise, do the men not work, and the women? The nation will be far wealthier soon, the Dreise company will soon be offering jobs with the construction of it's factory, and even after that people will be needed to work in that factory. You underestimate the family, my freind."
Debate continued through the day, dusty air wandering through the creaking building, finally, as the sun set the National Executive, or Governor as the white men said, pressed his gavel down again, calling the votes forward, in the closest vote in the Apache Nation's history Public Education was instituted and taxed.
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Diplomacy:
To: All Industriual Nations
The United Nations of America will be offering trade free of tariffs for the next year, we will also be withholding taxation of new factories, foreign or domestic, for the next 2 years, (Therafter any Domestic factory gets 1 year of tax leniancy to start up). We encourage you to build factories in our fertile land.
-Chief Silent Hawk
To: The British
We agree to your plan, though we request that you expand no further than is necesarry to defend Edmonton.
-Cheif Silent hawk
To: The Inuit Tribes
We encourage you to join the United Nations, you are granted some continued Regional Autonomy, and if you do not join us a far worse fate is sure to govern your future.
-Chief Silent Hawk
bismark said, those crazy russians! they think they are bombardng our citys? theyve been evacuated for months ever since the war began! our artillery is ready, they have reached the defensive perimeter, one more step and our artillery shells wil make them go back home! they might be pushing against us, but we too are making gains in south russia! let the war continue....yet......we wish they just gave our land back and signed peace.....
