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Ion Antonescu, The Conducător of Romania



Hungary & Romania

Hungarian dictator Admiral Horthy did not waste any time taking advantage of his nation’s membership in the Axis alliance. Romania had recently been forced to cede Bessarabia to the Soviet Union after threats of war so the Hungarians smelled blood in the water. Horthy ordered Bucharest to hand over Transylvania or face war, normally the Romanians had little to fear from the poorly trained and badly equipped Hungarian Army but the presence of General Verdillac’s 1st Tank Army in Budapest discouraged any thoughts of resisting. The last thing King Carol II of Romania wanted was a war so he negotiated directly with the Horthy’s envoys and they finally agreed on a compromise, ‘only’ northern Transylvania would be ceded, something that would prove to be his undoing. The Romanian army withdrew from the area and Hungarian troops seized it on the 12th of September 1940. All strata of the Romanian society were outraged and under intense pressure, King Carol was forced to appoint General Ion Antonescu as his government’s new Prime Minister on the 14th. Only two days after his appointment, Antonescu forced King Carol to abdicate; Carol's son, Mihail, became the new King. Antonescu assumed dictatorial powers and inspired by Mussolini he proclaimed himself Conducător (Leader), relegating the King to a merely decorative role. The French were completely stunned by the sheer audacity of its new ally, to risk expanding the war while Germany was still fighting. Imperial Foreign Minister Alexander Maret flew to Budapest on the 15th to officially congratulate the Regent on his successful liberation of Northern Transylvania. Maret held a short speech and photos were taken of him and the Admiral shaking hands and smiling, then it was time for a private chat with just an interpreter present. The Foreign Minister hurled abuse at the shocked Hungarian dictator for half an hour and told him in no uncertain terms that if he ever tried something like that again he and his people would face the full wrath of the Imperial Army. Luckily for Horthy they were interrupted by the news that the Germans were attacking in the mountainous region of Munkacs. Hungarian General Hollósy-Kuthy’s 3 infantry divisions had recently been reinforced by the French 1st Tank Army’s two mechanized and one armored division and easily repulsed the attack. The Germans withdrew at the afternoon of the 16th of September.



Operation ‘Tilsit’

Emperor Napoleon V was certain that victory could be achieved before the end of 1940. To accomplish this he identified three objectives: the capture of Berlin and Prague and to drive the last Wehrmacht troops out of Austria, which was symbolically important. Gamelin and the conservatives in the Imperial High Command were skeptical; the forces available in Hungary and Eastern Austria were not enough to defeat the defenders of Bohemia. Their objections went unheeded and plans were hastily drawn up for the operation, aptly named ‘Tilsit’. The plans called for Berlin to be surrounded on three sides before the final assault was executed; Mola’s Spanish Expeditionary Army had been included in the plan after complaints from Generalissimo Franco following the High Command’s apparent unwillingness to allow Mola to capitalize on his previous success at Halle. In the south, French-Hungarian forces would swiftly crush Slovakia and then advance into Bohemia from the east and seize Prague. Gamelin was responsible for expelling the last German troops from Austria in one mighty blow.


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The Objectives of the First Phase of Operation ‘Tilsit’

According to plan, the French renewed their advance towards the heart of Germany on the 12th of September; the First, Third and Seventh Army under Field Marshal Juin reached the outskirts of Leipzig on the 19th. Field Marshal von List was unable to halt the French advance towards Leipzig and had no illusions of holding the city so he ordered all of his forces over the river Elbe with the exception of a strong presence on the west bank of the river at Dresden; Leipzig was in French hands by midday on the 20th. At the Baltic coast the Grand Army advanced towards Rostock, sweeping aside General Strauss’ valiant but outgunned defenders. The city fell quickly and was soon followed by the captures of Stralsund, Greifwald and finally Swinemünde on the 25th of September. The German fleet was once again forced to rebase, this time to Königsberg. Meanwhile in the south, the French First and Eight Army together with the Italian First Army, all under the command of Field Marshal Gamelin attacked Linz on the 21st. German defense positions were hammered by dive-bombers and devastating artillery bombardments. The storming Axis infantry easily overran the positions and entered Linz where they fought a two-day pitched battle against the city’s determined defenders. The badly damaged city was in French hand by 11:00 on the 23rd of September.


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The Battle Of Linz



In Slovakia, General Verdillac’s 1st Tank army captured Kosice after easily defeating General Catlos outdated tanks. The first phase of Operations ‘Tilsit’ had been a resounding success.



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The Reichstag

In Berlin, the news of the latest defeats prompted Heinrich Brüning, the President Of The Reichstag to meet with the unstable Reich President, asking him for permission to evacuate the Reichstag to Königsberg. As so many times before, Ludwig Beck flew into a fit of rage, screaming about how everyone was betraying him and the German people; including the Reichstag, who’s members were nothing more than spineless, Goerdler-loving cowards! But he promised to teach them all a lesson and then had the hapless Reichstag President thrown out of his office. If Brünning wondered what kind of lesson Beck had in mind, he didn’t have to wait for long. The Reichstag had a dramatic emergency session on the 26th; to debate the perilous situation the Reich found itself in. The deputies showed great courage, some would say foolhardiness when they refused to break the session in spite of a French air raid on the city center. They all survived the onslaught and continued the debate while bombs exploded outside. The real threat that day however, came from the Reich President himself; his troops stormed into the Reichstag building at the end of the session and seized all the deputies who unceremoniously were dragged out and forced onto army trucks waiting outside. They were driven north and could soon hear how they came closer and closer to the guns at the front. Finally the deputies were brusquely ordered to disembark under the gray skies of Stettin, the main city of Pomerania. A young Wehrmacht Lieutenant read a statement from Reich President Beck: “Members of the Reichstag, too long have you enjoyed my protection in Berlin, plotting and scheming against me. It is time you all faced the realities of our grave situation, consequently I have relocated you to Stettin where you can continue your pointless debates our prove that you are real Germans by picking up a rifle and fight the French.” The stunned deputies argued with the officer to no avail and then contacted the city’s mayor who graciously agreed to house them in city hall. They were all in agreement of two things, Ludwig Beck had to be removed from office and the lost war had to end as soon as possible…
 
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Great to have another update, cthulhu! I thought for a moment that France was going to help Hungary invade Romania for having the audacity to topple a legitimate monarch. I like the use of leader pics in your screenshots. It's very elegant doesn't clutter the action. The Reichstag was great...Beck is rapidly becoming a megalomaniac. People are going to be looking for Goering soon. :)
 
The Germans are beaten, but they will just not lie down. Can France wrap this up and install the good Reichsmarshall as puppet Führer before the Russians get mixed into the party?

Again a great update!
 
Looks like Beck might have a few trciks up his sleeve, and German wonder weapons (or French for that matter)? Great update!:)
 
Wilhelm VI: Patience, all will be revealed in good time.

Mettermrck: Glad you liked the leader pics in the screenshots. :) I was looking for some simple way to show who’s leading the forces. Yup, Beck’s days are numbered but Göring will have to wait for just a little while longer.

elbasto: Your sense of smell is probably very accurate :)

The Yogi: Yes, the bleedin’ Soviets, they must not be allowed to meddle! On the other hand, Mettermrck’s AAR makes me long for the day when the French Empire will wage war on the godless hordes of communism.

Sir Humphrey: Thanks mate! :)

Lord British: Thank you LB! :)
 
Meanwhile…

The Rain Forest
Northwest of Muong Sing, Just across the Burmese border
19th September 1940


The tiny path wound through the thick tropic forest and here and there the two men had to use their machetes to remove thick vegetation blocking the way. They sweated profusely in the moist heat, which made them even more irresistible to the irritating swarms of mosquitoes that followed them. Doyle was amazed by Haddo’s stamina, the huge man held a very high tempo and moved in an experienced way in the difficult terrain, seemingly unhampered by his heavy backpack and rifle; no doubt his stories of hunting in Africa were genuine. It was the second day of trekking and they should arrive at the Tcho-Tcho village on the afternoon tomorrow. Haddo had been very pleasant last night after their simple meal; they had exchanged stories and some brandy and Doyle was glad that the Englishman’s more sinister side had not surfaced. Now and then he remembered the way Haddo had been watching him that night they dined in the plantation mansion and shuddered; there was still a faint impulse to just leave his employer and put as much distance between them as possible. Doyle had been more at ease today, especially after their friendly conversation yesterday but now the shadows grew longer and sun set approaching. “We should start looking for a place to make camp. “Haddo nodded and both men continued on the path, which climbed up a steep hillside; they reached the summit after ten minutes and stopped to catch their breath and drink some water from their flasks. Further ahead, Doyle and Haddo could see the forest opening up into a clearing and they reluctantly resumed walking. The clearing was a nice break from the narrow path and Doyle thought it was beautiful, with the darkening blue sky overhead and the dense, jade green wall of trees and bushes surrounding the open ground. However the most prominent feature of the clearing was not a work of Mother Nature, but a huge carved rock, slightly resembling the rock heads of the Easter Islands he had seen in photographs. This terrible thing though, must have been created by some demented artist. The head was grotesquely out of proportion and portrayed an unholy fusion of human and something else, something unspeakable. Then it struck him, the forest was unnaturally silent, he could only hear the wind playing in the tree tops and his heart beating.

“Oliver, what do you make of this?” he looked at Haddo who motioned for him to be quiet and quickly readied his rifle; Doyle drew his Browning High Power and watched anxiously ahead towards the exit of the clearing. Suddenly, a large number of naked Tcho-Tcho warriors appeared out of the vegetation, surrounding them. They were all squat, ugly men of Asian origin…and something else, Doyle shuddered as he realized the faint resemblance to the blasphemous rock head. The Tcho-Tchos were armed with spears and bows and their face expressed a quiet menace. One of the savages walked towards them confidently, a short, ugly man, who wore more trinkets, feathers and tattoos on his naked body than the others, Doyle assumed he was the leader and aimed his gun on him. The warriors chattered excitedly and Doyle thought to himself, “That’s right you short ugly bastards, make a move and I’ll blow your warlock to pieces.” His grim satisfaction was not long lived though.

“Drop your gun Doyle.” He clearly heard Haddo’s cold voice but it took several seconds before he understood. Doyle turned around and looked at the Englishman, who was standing fifteen feet behind him, rifle raised, aimed at him. “Are you nuts Oliver? I know these guys pretty well and if they approach in this manner it’s over…”

Haddo looked pityingly at the American, “Yes it’s over, for you that is, now drop the gun.” Doyle realized his hopeless situation, or rather their hopeless situation, because nothing in the Tcho-Tchos’ demeanor expressed anything but hatred for the Englishman too. But he was obviously insane, Doyle sent a quick prayer to the almighty and dropped his beloved Browning in the grass. The savages were all around them now and he found himself with two spears pressed against his throat, others moved cautiously closer to Haddo, obviously fearing his rifle. Suddenly, Haddo lay down his weapon and addressed the Tcho-Tchos in what to Doyle sounded like their language. The leader answered Haddo and they talked for a couple of minutes. Then to Doyle’s great astonishment, the leader bowed deeply in respect to Haddo and then barked an order to one of his warriors. Doyle was unceremoniously struck unconscious by one of the spearmen.



The Police Ministry
Paris, The French Empire
21st September 1940


Police Minister Lucien Gaudin eyed his guests contemptuously. He had fired the previous Chief of the Paris Gendarmerie, Absalon Artaud a year ago for failing to break up the Crime Syndicate that ruled the Paris underworld. His replacement, Hugo Durand would be fired today if there were no good news. Sitting beside Durand was Inspector Legrasse, who Gaudin grudgingly respected because his past record as the nations finest homicide detective. “Please begin your report Chief Durand.”

The ruthless and ambitious Hugo Durand had fast climbed the Paris Gendarmerie hierarchy. He was disliked but respected because of his professionalism and hard work. Durand felt confident today, he had succeeded were both Artaud and Legrasse had failed. The last months had seen the slow but steady decay of the ‘Crime Syndicate’ which was rumored to be leaderless and plagued by internal power struggles. Also, its uncanny ability to know the police’s moves beforehand was gone and several key figures of the organization had been arrested earlier this week. Legrasse had been invaluable but Durand only mentioned his contribution briefly, downplaying it, during his fifteen minute briefing of the Police Minister.

“Excellent news Durand. I’m glad that I made the right decision in promoting you. As for you Legrasse, I’m pleased to see that your team has finally got its act together.”

“Thank you Sir.” Durand said while Legrasse mumbled something angrily.

“What was that Legrasse?”

The inspector took a deep breath. “I said, thank you so much Monsieur Police Minister.”

“That’s what I thought. Then we’re done Gentlemen?”

“Not quite Sir.” Legrasse ventured.

“Legrasse…” Durand hissed “…we agreed to wait…”

“What is it?” Gaudin inquired.

“I know who’s behind the Crime Syndicate, Sir” Legrasse’s face was flushed by the tension of going against hiss boss and risking his job.

“You don’t know anything!” Durand protested.

“Let him speak Durand!”

“I’m sorry Sir.”

“I’m convinced that the syndicate leader is a certain Oliver Haddo, occultist, business man and personal friend of Her Imperial Majesty.”

“I know who he is. Why in God's name do you suspect Monsieur Haddo?” Gaudin was intrigued; he’d never liked the fat Englishman and his influence over the Empress. Removing him from the chess board of power would be a major triumph, but he had to play this slow and cautiously.

“We have several witnesses in cases ranging from involvement with the Crime Syndicate to the more, shall we say, paranormal cases, describing a person which matches Haddo perfectly. One case of note is the strange murders that took place in the old church outside Weimar, which I told you about. Shortly after leaving the sanatorium, Private Pierpont saw a picture of Haddo in a newspaper and had another nervous breakdown, but he later managed to give a coherent testimony binding Haddo the scene.”

“Great. Your best witness is a lunatic? Legrasse, I think it’s time for us…”

“Not so fast Durand. Private Pierpont’s story is interesting but do you have anything more credible?” Gaudin suddenly projected warmth and understanding towards the old Inspector.

“One of the Syndicate’s Big Wigs that we arrested last week identified their leader as Haddo. I’m convinced he’ll be a very strong witness, but we need to interrogate him further to know for sure.”

“Haddo is in Indochina and as long as he is not back in France there is no rush to act. Keep building your case Inspector and report directly to me, from now on this case is classified Secret.”

“Yes Sir.” Both Durand and Legrasse said in unison. Durand's voice gave away the anger he felt toward his subordinate.

“Thank you Gentlemen, that will be all.” Gaudin dismissed the policemen.
 
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Mettermrck: Thanks, Doyle's fate will be quite different from the garden variety 'ritualistic sacrifice'. ;) But first we return to Germany for a report on Göring's progress. :)
 
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"I joined the party because I was a revolutionary,
not because of any ideological nonsense."


- Hermann Göring​



The resurgence of Hermann Göring

The task of ensuring French dominance over post war Germany via the proxy of Hermann Göring was given to General Joseph Paganon, Chief of Military Intelligence. It was obvious that Göring and his cohorts would have to put as much distance between themselves and the French as possible to be a credible alternative for governing the humiliated state. Paganon and his staff created a detailed plan to reach this objective and simultaneously gain as much influence and prestige for its puppet as possible. Von Habsburg’s idea of setting up an officially financed Luftwaffe battalion was scrapped and the execution of the former nazi leadership was put on hold. The prisoners were transported to a naval detention center in the French port city of Brest and Göring’s execution order was kept in a safe in Paganon’s office. Göring and a handful of his trusted henchmen were relocated to a house outside Munich and given one million Reich Marks and an impressive amount of captured German weaponry to set up shop. Ruhr businessman Oscar Krüger, who had risen from obscurity and established a vast industrial empire during the French occupation, had agreed to act as a go between. Göring provided the French with a list of personnel he would require to establish his organization, including mainly Luftwaffe POWs of which the most prominent was Hugo Sperrle. Also on the list were a few nationalist politicians, including Alfred Hugenberg. They were all liberated in ‘daring’ ambushes of prison transports in July 1940, which of course were staged by Paganon’s people. Using his experience in the Nazi party and following his paymaster’s directions, Göring established two organizations. The first was the ‘Freikorps Hermann Göring’, a network of small cells of armed men spread across French-occupied Germany. Paganon supplied Göring with lists of acceptable targets for the Freikorps to sabotage or attack, to give the impression of heroic armed resistance. Most were old unused railway bridges, non-important factories and ammunition dumps with outdated military hardware. These attacks captured the imagination of the weary and disillusioned German populace, hungry for any good news and Göring quickly regained and strengthened his popularity. The force grew quickly to several thousand men during the months that followed.



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Alfred Hugenberg



The second organization created was a new political party: The Nationalistische Deutsche Volkspartei (NDVP), with Göring and Hugenberg as top leaders. The French Military Occupation Authority (FMOA) announced on the 1st of September that local and state elections would be held on the 15th of November. Prussia was included although the front line cut through the state and only two thirds of it was in French hands. The French government wanted to free resources by letting the Germans administer themselves, uphold order and more importantly let Göring build a power base. A bonus was that the move undermined the authority of both Reich President Beck and the Reichstag. The NDVP registered and submitted candidate lists for all local and state elections in the occupied area. All other major parties registered as well but the FMOA would not allow any communist or National Socialist organizations to participate in the elections and forbade any debates concerning the French military presence and occupation. The appearance of Göring’s name on the ballot for the Bavarian state election created much excitement and he drew enormous crowds to his first campaign speech on 16th of September, the day after the FMOA had lifted its ban on public meetings. Paganon poured money into the NDVP which put it to good use, organizing rallies and printed hundreds of thousands of leaflets and posters. Göring condemned the French occupation time and time again, which resulted in a cycle of much publicized arrests and releases, which elevated the already popular Göring to a national hero. International observers were surprised by the French military’s incompetence and the lenient handling of the candidate. There were many rumors about Göring’s escape from Landsberg prison. Most cast him in a very favorable light, describing how he made a heroic escape when the French attacked the prison and how he decided to stay with his beloved German people to fight against the French oppressors while the rest of the former nazi leadership had fled like cowards and lived in luxury abroad. At the end of September and with 45 days left of campaigning, the NDVP seemed well positioned to do very well in the elections.
 
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Wilhlem VI: The war against Germany isn' quite finished yet.

Mettermrck: Yup, he is very ambitious, got to keep an eye on him...

elbasto: Thank you Sir!

Animal Mother: Update coming up this weekend. :)
 
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