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Red Colored Stars
A 1907 Ottoman Communist AAR
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"I'll open my eyes and a new day will come. I'll see red colored stars in the sky..."

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Table of Contents
Chapter I: Beginnings
Chapter II: Mr. Matale
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Chapter IV: Tunguska
Chapter V: Safari
Chapter VI: Turkish Bayonets
Chapter VII: Inglorious Defeat
Chapter VIII: Mr. Matale Part II
Chapter IX: Comrades
Chapter X: October Revolution

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Chapter I: Beginnings

November 8th, 1907.

"I'll open my eyes and the new day will come, I'll see red colored stars in the sky. Beautiful red-colored stars on the flags of the earth. The workers brought together from the four corners of the world, united in one, elegant symphony of equality and unity. From the darkness we will rise, strong and united, before the rich's eyes."

I remember those words; the introduction to the first pamphlet I ever wrote. A bunch of idealistic crap. I wrote them before I knew anything of what revolution really meant. I was an idealistic youth who grew up with nothing and was enamored by an idea. I thought sparkling wordplay and grandiose theorems could sway masses.

I was wrong.

Words are nice, but bullets are better.

And despite our best efforts, we still need a lot more bullets, and guns, and cannons, and bodies.

But bodies haven't been issue within the last year or so. In fact, I dare say that we've seen the most significant uptick in bodies over the last 18 months than we have since I was assigned to infiltrate this scorching, arid empire seven—eight years ago.

I bet those politicians have no idea how their machinations and schemes trickle down to every aspect of life in a country, clandestine operations are no different.

It all started with war, of course. Who knew that the Ottoman Empire going to war with Yemen would've been such an ordeal? I only heard about the war once the United States got involved. Fat lot of good that did the Yemenese. Poor saps. The Turks made short work of 'em and the US did nothing despite officially being at war.

Neighboring countries got paranoid about the Ottoman juggernaut, after all, they had conquered yet another part of the Arabian peninsula and were also setting their sights on Africa. Furthermore, they had the largest, most powerful military in the world and had one of most advanced industrial sectors on the planet.

That, of course, was back then. The Ottoman juggernaut has since weakened—thanks to the United Kingdom and workers across the world.

Not to write a history book, but back home used to be a terrible place for the worker but that changed decades ago once we lost a terrible war.

But that's a story for another time. Hell, I don't even know why I keep such a journal. It's liable to get me found out one day. I guess I just like the fact that history's first draft is being written by my hand.

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Hello all,

I'll be doing an update (hopefully) tomorrow night that has some more screenshots and the "good stuff" because I know people hate text without pictures.

Not all of the updates will be like the one above, there'll be more pictures in the other updates.

Thanks a lot for reading. This is AHD with the 2.2 beta, no mods, btw.


—V
 
That was honestly one of the finest things I've ever read. While I display a level of commitment toward my AARs similar to a housecat's desire to go outside (in fairness, it's mostly because I mess up game files thinking I'm a coder and then have to reinstall), I encourage you greatly to continue writing this.
 
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Thanks!

That was honestly one of the finest things I've ever read. While I display a level of commitment toward my AARs similar to a housecat's desire to go outside (in fairness, it's mostly because I mess up game files thinking I'm a coder and then have to reinstall), I encourage you greatly to continue writing this.

Wow. Thank you so much. I hope I don't disappoint you. Most of the game is played out so I don't think any coding problems will be an issue.


—V
 
Oh, that was very good. I anticipate a great AAR ahead of us! Subscribed :)
 
Chapter II: Mr. Matale

The men assumed their positions around the central table quickly, without hesitation. It was almost as if they were machines. The errant cigarette butts scattered around the floor betrayed them and showed their humanity and mortality as did the cloud of cigarette smoke around them. This was their meeting place and had been for years.

It once belonged to a man named Matale, a wealthy entrepreneur who invested a significant amount of money in the region, specifically in the furniture business. When American industries out-competed the rest of the world and forced a multitude of Ottoman factories out of business, Matale took his own life.

The Ottoman government neglected to re-open Matale's furniture factory, especially since Matale's remains were still scattered in the machinery. It fell into neglect, disrepair, and eventually just became part of the landscape.

Nobody cared about it anymore, so it was a good meeting place.

"You got the maps?" Lee asked.

"Yes, sir," responded Dirk, his subordinate.

He rustled through his things and unrolled several maps out on the table. Their pristine shine didn't belong in the dank, decayed factory.

"This is the Ottoman Empire and its holdings as they stand at the present day," Dirk said.

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Europe, Anatolia, and the Near East

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The Saudi Arabian Peninsula

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West Africa

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South Central Africa

"That's a lot of ground to cover," remarked one of the men sitting around the table.

"Have faith, Jean," Dirk replied.

This warranted a smirk from Jean, who then said "You advocating faith in the presence of our leader? That's something. Do you remember what we did not to lon—"

"That's enough of that," snapped Lee. He continued "Now, Dirk, how have the homeland's efforts to collapse the Ottoman empire and free the workers of the world furbished us?"

Dirk smiled. "Very well." He laid down a small dossier on the table.

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"As you can all see, we have the most formidable numbers of any group of malcontents in this miserable place. Our numbers are up over 50% since a year ago and we have the weapons to support anywhere from 120-135 brigades of men."

Lee picked up the dossier and commented "The Albanians. Their numbers have shot up considerably." As Lee was talking, Dirk was brought out a newspaper.

"This is why. This issue was been agitating them for a while but it's finally come to a head. This is gonna get ugly." Dirk said as he tossed the newspaper on the table for everyone to see.

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The banner headline was important. The Ottoman government again implemented a trade policy that discriminated against non-Turkish traders. While the headline specifically made reference to the island of Socotra, this was the typical whitewashing by the state-controlled media. The real tension was in Albania.

Three armies had been stationed nearby for nearly a decade. Implementing a policy that forbid the soldiers from patronizing Albanian businesses was a death warrant for the Albanian economy.

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The region's biggest industry was liquor, which was also the primary good being consumed by the nearby soldiers. The distillery nearly went under when the Ottomans last employed a discriminatory trading policy and that was when there weren't two failing factories and two that were barely making money to support.

No, Socotra wasn't the hot issue. Anyone who could really think that the opinions of traders on a backwater island was front-page news was wrong. Everyone in the Empire knew that the Albanians were going to be the hardest hit by the new trade policy. They wouldn't stand for it long, and Lee knew this.

"Interesting," he coldly remarked. "Let's see if we can use this..."

It's amazing how one small decision can change the lives of so many. Who in Matale's factory would've guessed that an action that would spark a revolution was naught but the result of petty rivalries within the governemt and bureaucratic power plays.



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Chapter III: Trans-African Railroad

January 10th, 1908.

It's been a while since I've been able to write here; underground war is a demanding mistress.

Shortly after the Ottoman government announced their new trade policy, the Albanians were up in arms. The hot-blooded saps wrecked things for us and for themselves.

One of the best things that any rebellion based in that region had going for them was that the Turks had their presence in that region down to 15,000 men. After the upheaval and general malaise caused by the new trade policy, things changed.

As a patchwork of nationalities, the Balkans was hardest-hit by the policy. Already several thousand Balkan artisans are unemployed and thirsty for blood. The mouthpiece of the Albanian resistance, some newspaper (the name escapes me at the current moment) made a lot of threats and offensive posturing.

This drew the ire of the Turks.

The turks are a lot of things but they aren't stupid. They were keen to the general malaise in the Balkans andin Albania and upped their numbers from around 15,000 to nearly 35,000 not counting the garrison in Istanbul.

The only silver lining is that we were able to sway some of the agitated merchants to our cause rather than pathetic nationalist armies that would be snuffed out without proper international backing.

Our man inside the government has been able to smuggle out some financial statistics showing some interesting things, most notably that many artisans can barely afford food and the tax rate isn't even that high.

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Ottoman government tax statistics

If the grumblings that the government is going to further raise the taxes on the poor and vastly raise them on the middle class in order to finance it's ill-advised "Trans-African Railroad," the artisans and other groups will be pushed to the breaking point.

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Confidential map of the theorized operating area of the Ottoman Trans-African Railroad

Our source has confirmed that the taxes will almost definitely be shooting up. The entire African railroad was a botched operation from the start. The Sultan and his cronies were attempting to draw gold blood from their African stone by praying that a railroad would somehow make the backwards farms and mines profitable.

Originally, the project was started by independent Ottoman financiers. Once the costs became astronomical, the government had to step in or else the Turkish captains of industry would've been out on their arses.

The under-construction railroads in Africa were a tempting target, but we just didn't have enough of an influence in the area. After all, the Ottoman's haven't been there long enough for the natives to realize the inherent dishonesty and cruelty in the capitalist way of life.

But the timing of the whole thing couldn't have been worse for the Turks, since they were at the start of undergoing a massive military buildup in Anatolia.

The idea was to have an elite fighting force in the Empire akin to the Roman Legions. These elite Guardsman—who could only be recruited from native Turkish populations— would act as agents of "Ottomanization" across the non-Ottoman parts of the empire, or so the propaganda said.

As of now, not one brigade of these modern-day Praetorians has been founded and they likely never will, at least if we have our say.

How I'd love to see an entire division of the Saxon Red Guards marching in Istanbul! That's the dream, anyway.

The Turks could sure use those legionnaires though. About a month ago the Ottoman forces got a bloody nose in Yemen.

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The newspapers leaked how the Ottoman secret services knew about the Yemenese insurgency. Seeing as they were outed, the Yemense decided to make a stand. The insurgency was driven underground (again)but it cost the Turks money and blood, which is alright in my book.

Well, I've perhaps spent too much time writing. There's much to be done.


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Chapter IV: Tunguska

January 16th, 1908


Something amazing has happened.

A terrible blast has struck the Russian empire in the east. There hasn't been much news as to what it was, but word from a source says that the Russians have become paranoid to the upteenth degree. They feel that the massive explosion was a secret weapon employed by one of their rivals and is the prelude to an all-out attack on Russia proper.

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Whatever happened there, reports indicate that it was devastating; there isn't any tree standing or creature alive for miles.

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A smuggled out photograph of the leveled forest in the region of Tunguska

Whether or not this was the doing of some super-weapon, the Russians think it was. As a result, they've increased bolstered their border patrols.

Now, where only 30,000 Russians used to watch over their European border with the Ottoman Empire, there are 60,000 men.

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This has put tremendous stress on the local forces of the Ottoman Army. Almost all of their forces are being moved to the border with Russia as a result of their offensive movements.

Our man on the inside has been invaluable as of late, he's gotten us detailed information on Ottoman troop numbers and whereabouts.

The Ottoman forces tasked with keeping the lower classes obedient in the Balkans numbered at 33,000. All of those soldiers are now being moved to the borderlands, leaving the entirety of the Balkans without militiant Turks to maintain the empire's stranglehold on the region.

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The numbers and leaders of the Turkish armies in the Balkans.

Furthermore, the army guarding Istanbul is also being moved to offset the Russian encroachment, bringing 21,000 more men to the fold against the Russian. This would put the total amount of soldiers between both armies at nearly 100,000. When there are that many armed men with nothing to do, sparks are bound to light a powder keg (or so we hope, a distracted Turkish army would only help us in our aid to save the global proletariat).

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However, The Balkans is not the only place with troop movements. The Sultan and his military advisers have shuffled around the armies in Anatolia, too.

The 54,000 strong army on the Egyptian border that was placed there over tensions with France (Egypt's puppet master) has been split up. 30,000 are being sent to the Kars region while 24,000 are now being sent to Istanbul.

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A recently created group of artillery and engineering specialists is still in the Anatolia region and our sources have yet to find out where they will be sent.

This has changed the game. Technically, there are now more troops in the Balkans but less of them can actually commit to hunting us or any other rebel group down since the Sultan's military men likely won't risk leaving the border defenses compromised against paranoid, trigger-happy Russians.

Nevertheless, we can now move with a freer hand in the Balkans and in the greater part of Anatolia. Revolution by the workers can't be far now. The workers of the will owe their liberation to "superweapon" or a hunk of space rock or whatever and irrational paranoia.


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Liking this! Very original idea
 
Bring on the red rage!

On a sidenote, this AAR has made me thinking of playing a game as the Ottomans. This has never happened to me before in ANY of Paradox's games, so I'd say you're doing a good job.
 
Bring on the red rage!

On a sidenote, this AAR has made me thinking of playing a game as the Ottomans. This has never happened to me before in ANY of Paradox's games, so I'd say you're doing a good job.

Thanks! Playing as the Ottomans in EU3 is very difficult and I dare say annoying but playing them in Vicky2 is actually difficult yet challenging/fun.

They're like playing the UK in HOI2/3, you have a lot to worry about and very limited resources.

Hopefully I can get an update in tonight sometime.


—V