The Federation of PowerStrike is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, compulsory military service, and absence of drug laws. The hard-nosed, hard-working population of 46.638 billion PowerStrikeans enjoy some of the most opulent lifestyles in the region, unless they are unemployed or working-class, in which case they are variously starving to death or crippled by easily preventable diseases.

The tiny government is primarily concerned with Defense, although Industry, Welfare, and Spirituality are also considered important, while Environment and Law & Order receive no funds. The average income tax rate is 6.1%.

The powerhouse PowerStrikean economy, worth a remarkable 3,834 trillion fists a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Gambling, Uranium Mining, and Book Publishing. Average income is 82,221 fists, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.9 times as much as the poorest.

Soylent products are an expensive commodity due to a lack of volunteers, graffiti graces every city's streets, young children are regularly seen wagering pocket money at blackjack tables, and the government extracts trade concessions from poor nations in exchange for humanitarian aid. Crime is a serious problem, probably because of the absence of a police force. PowerStrike's national animal is the fist, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

PowerStrike is ranked 74,045^th in the world and 1^st in Osgiliath for Most Advanced Defense Forces, scoring 3,912.99 on the Total War Preparedness Rating.