Well, this post is about something that happened in my first game of GalCiv3, it just had to be shared, the story is simply to good to go to waste.

So it was mid game, all the systems that could easily be colonized were colonized, and i took that policy that gives you 3 ships in orbit around every one of your worlds, content knowing that my planets were adequately protected i went about my business when one of the other civs declared a war of conquest on me, all good, all good i thought. So the war goes on for a few turns when suddenly peacekeepers show up, the stupid drones don't understand that i was fighting a defensive war i neither wanted nor had any way of stopping, they see i am at war and they decide it would be a great idea to destroy all my defenses. To say i was pissed would be an understatement of the century, here i am fighting for dear life against an unprovoked attack and some smug alien bastards send their drones to "teach me a lesson" like i was some sort of warmonger, worse yet they leave my enemy completely untouched.

So as i am puzzling on what to do as my fleets are wiped out one by one i remember the wise words of Howard Stark, "peace means having a bigger stick then the other guy". Inspired by this i go into design menu and pick the biggest, toughest hull, and fill it to the brim with weapons, up until then i only used small ships to save money, but now i go all out. I name this new ship "Bigger Stick" and start building several of them in my remaining shipyards, in the mean time, careful to avoid the peace keepers i start regrouping what's left of my fleet (which is at this point reduced to about 1/3 of it's original size) into two large squadrons, as big as they can get, and then use those two squadrons to protect my shipyards until those bigger sticks can start rolling off the assembly line. To my great relief it works, my squadrons are able to hold off the peacekeepers and even destroy a few of them, and when the first Bigger Stick came about i started tearing those smug pr*cks a new one, it was a perfect moment, not only did i feel like i was winning a space war, i felt like i was winning an ideological war, for whoever sent those probes in the first place had a very flawed ideology, and i felt that in the end human tenacity and adaptability won the day.