Chapter 272
What woke the people in the wing of the Royal Palace in Bucharest was not the turmoil that those in the know had themselves instigated but rather the banging on the door that connected it to the rest of the Palace. The Aide de Camp of King Michael of Romania banged on the door of the expansive room where he was practising the speech he was due to hold on the radio tomorrow and the King himself opened the door.
“Your Majesty, we have a problem.”
The ADC had been in representing the King at the General Staff as the Royalist Militia and Loyalist Army units that had surrounded the capital and begin seizing strategic points, and his presence here instead of the CEC Palace that the Army had long since taken over as a Staff Headquarters.
“What sort of problem, Colonel?” the young King said to an Officer almost twice his own age.
“Sir, the Marshal has evaded capture.”
That was indeed a massive problem and the Colonel was surprised to hear his King use words that normally didn't enter into the vocabulary of the nobility.
“Has there been any sign of where he is going?”
“None, Your Majesty even though General Dumitrescu believes that it is likely he either entered the German Embassy or seeks to make contacts with the Iron Guard militias close to him.”
That was indeed the most likely option. However much of a problem the failure to capture Antonescu at his residence might present later on, for the moment even more important things waited to be done, and in the week since the secret meeting in Hungary a week had elapsed, as it was nowhere near enough to put the finishing the planning, but they were running out of time. The Allies and the Axis were poised to enter into a cataclysmic battle for Vienna and the new German OB Süd was already demanding the release of the balkan Armies.
“What about the rest of the plan, Colonel?”
“We have seized the telephone exchange, the Post Office and Police Headquarters without trouble, your Majesty. The Iron Guard Headquarters are still resisting, but the commander of Băneasa Airport has arrested the Germans stationed there and sworn allegiance to you.”
That meant that one of the twelve German and Soviet Air bases in Romania was taken out without a shot being fired, and that left elven bases full with luckily mostly fighters to be dealt with, not to speak from the remaining Axis military presence in the country.
“Well, we have to be off to the Radio station soon anyway. How is that going, Colonel?”
“We took it from Antonescu militias without too much damage to prevent your broadcast, your Majesty. Mostly broken glass and furniture, that sort of thing.”
In that moment the Telephone on the King's desk rang.
Meanwhile at the German Embassy the Ambassador was frantically trying to make contact with Berlin. The Romanian Marshal had indeed sought refuge there and most of the Embassy personnel were now watching as outside Romanian Cavalry formed a perimeter and more Infantry disembarked from lorries. Unlike American or British Embassies the German diplomatic compounds in the Axis countries and even overseas were not heavily guarded, the only ones armed and trained in the use of weapons where fifteen men of SS Führerbegleitkommnado that had been sent ahead to arrange for a state visit of Hitler to Romania that had been scheduled for three weeks later. They were heavily armed for Light Infantry, and in the fight to come their lack of anti-tank weapons would be of little consequence.
Facing them was the Romanian Royal Guards Regiment who had fought with the 12. Infanterie-Division in France and for a time in Italy. The Embassy was an old Victorian era building that has served as the Prussian and later German Embassy in the 19th century, with an intermission when Germany had been at war with Romania before, and it was surrounded by a strong brick wall and had a wrought-iron gate.
No one ever gave the German Embassy a chance to surrender and it stood no chance when two pounds of dynamite blew it off it's hinges.
Before the dust settled the Romanian Royal Guards came rushing through it, in an action mirrored at the same time at the Soviet Embassy across town. The SS men began to fire their single machine gun at the entrance and felled several of the Romanian troops, but it was a foregone conclusion as the infantry began to leapfrog across the open space in front of the main building, and soon the machine gun was taken out by hand grenades that destroyed the entrance office. Up on top of the Embassy, in the Ambassador's office Marshal Antonescu and the German Ambassador watched as the men in the uniforms of the Guard poured into the building, leaving behind almost a dozen dead bodies.
“Well, it seems that the rumours were true after all.” Antonescu sad sardonically and the Ambassador replied: “Berlin will not be pleased.”
“I don't give a fart about what Berlin thinks, Ambassador!” the Marshal replied, raising his voice considerably. “Traitors have taken over my country and they will stab our alliance in the back!” Antonescu stepped over to the window and said: “I underestimated the King...”
At that moment gunfire rang out on the top floor and the door of the Office was opened when two gunshots shattered the lock on the door. A Squad of soldiers, led by an insanely young Lieutenant of the Guards who was bleeding from where a bullet had grazed his arm and a cut across his cheek.
The soldiers quickly separated the Ambassador and the Marshal. The Ambassador was sent down with assurances that he and his staff would be handed over to the Swiss who still maintained an Embassy here. Marshal Antonescu on the hand knew that his fate was all but sealed now, and inwardly he wept for the destruction that this would bring to his beloved nation.
“Marshal Antonescu, on the orders of His Majesty the King I am placing you under close arrest. If you resist we will take you by force. If you don't, the King has decided to be lenient.”
Grasping the hope for his life with all the force he had left after seeing his work crumble around him, Antonescu simply unholstered his pistol and handed it to the Lieutenant grip first.
“I will not resist.” 'Not yet anyway.'
“We must go. It seems some of your German friends have set fire to the building.”
All over Romania pre-positioned Army units whose loyalty could be counted upon disarmed German and Soviet forces such as they were, in most cases without resistance, on two of the many airbases around Ploesti the coup came so quickly that the Romanians had managed to seize two Squadrons worth of the latest Fw-190 and La-5. Most of the anti-aircraft batteries the Axis had positioned around the vital oil fields and refineries surrendered without firing a shot, considering that they were horribly outnumbered and cut off from any help they had little choice.
Only the mixed German-Soviet force that had defended the railheads to the south that connected Ploesti with the capital resisted, being the most heavily armed. Even so, they lacked armour, but a great many of the anti-aircraft guns were of the 88mm type and thus able to fire at ground targets. The Romanian High Command knew that spare parts for their German-made tanks would be impossible to obtain from now on and instead of sending the 1st Armoured Division which was stationed nearby the group was merely surrounded by Infantry. Both sides knew that the Romanians would have to clear the railway line sooner rather than later and when the attack came the carnage was immense, but by the next morning the German Commander surrendered.
Overall the Coup was a mixed bag. By mid-afternoon the King held his speech on the radio as planned, but mere hours later the Iron Guard, alerted by Antonescu via the wireless transmitter inside the German Embassy rose in the countryside, most importantly Banat[1] and on the shores of the black Sea. The Iron Guard had it's Headquarters and informal 'core territories' in Bucharest, but the building was on fire just like the former German Embassy, and the Martial Law that had been proclaimed throughout Romania was ruthlessly enforced by the Guards Regiment and the Loyalist City police, so the uprising was bloody and violent but un-coordinated.
What helped to aggravate the situation was that essentially Romania was leaderless for most of the day after the storming of the Embassy. What kept the country from falling into civil war or to the few weak probes by the Axis forces at the borders was the loyalty of the Armed Forces to the King. While there were a few isolated incidents when pro-Axis Officers led their men against the coup, but these were few and far between. On the whole especially the chain of Command of the Army and the Air Force followed the orders coming out of Bucharest. Still, the civilian administration had disappeared and so the offices and administrative entities would do nothing for almost three days.
The Iron Guard on the other hand roamed the countryside and had no clear objective and no way to hide from the mounted Cavalry Patrols or aircraft.
It would take almost four days to hunt the last of them down as an increasing amount of resources had to be used for securing especially the northern borders of the Kingdom.
The Allied reaction to all this was muted at first....
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Comments, questions, rotten tomatoes?
Far from my best, but I am having trouble finding reliable information on internal politics that isnt in Hungarian, Romanian or Bulgarian.
[1] TTL Transylvania was not handed to Hungary. The Germans decided against Hungary in order to keep the only non-Soviet source of oil in Europe close to the Axis. Hitler feared that the Romanians might become unruly if they were forced to give up these territories.