Alternative History: Brazil Contra Mundum

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Brazil Contra Mundum "Brazil Against the World": An Alternative History AAR
A tale of world domination

This AAR will not be a primarily text AAR, just the intro. The consequent updates will include play-by-play screenshots.

1936 Scenario
Brazil (modded to be Fascist)
Aggressive/Normal
DAIM mod

Two years ago the Brazilian fascist party, Partido Municipalista, under the leadership of Plínio Salgado, began a campaign of terrorism against Brazil's Communist minority in an attempt to consolidate his base of support, a bloody affair which resulted in a rural guerrilla war that introduced car bombings and firefights into the streets of Sao Paulo. Brazil's president Getulio Vargas, although holding right-wing sympathies, was pressured by the land holding elites to stop the fighting, as the strife was causing widespread damage to the countryside coffee and milk farms, responsible for processing the staple goods of the nation. Vargas chose to move against both the Communists and Fascists, dispatching the army into the countryside in an attempt to establish a counterinsurgency and to secure the plantations. Disgusted with the corrupt leadership of Getulio, who had so readily sold out his people to the plantation owners and plunged them into a state of anarchy and war, the rural populations of interior Brazil began to pledge allegiance to the insurgencies, who offered them a reprieve from the rotten state of affairs, and final justice.

In the two years since Vargas' campaign of suppression against the uprising, resistance has only grown and the insurgencies have infiltrated the urban centers, throwing the whole of the country into dissent and consternation. In April of 1935 the Communist stronghold of Goias was surrounded by the Fascists, supplied in modern arms by the Italian embassy, and Luiz Carlos Prestes (the Communist warlord) killed. As the Communist forces collapsed Salgado was capable of consolidating his forces and laying claim to the whole interior of the country, engaging in a bitter guerrilla war against the government of Rio, not yet able to match the Brazilian army in the field, but adopting an elastic strategy to win engagements none the less, utilizing stealth, ambush, speed and mobility. While the Brazilian army was distracted and fighting a futile war in the jungles of the interior, another force was massing to strike in the least expected place, gathering and caching outside of the capitol.

1st January 1936
Presidential Villa, Rio De Janeiro

Getulio Vargas jolted up from his bed and threw himself to the floor, a blurry haze blinding his sight. Automatic weapons were being fired down the hall, intertwined with the the frantic screaming of the president's bodyguards, eerily muffled by the reinforced oak doors. Reduced to a pathetic crawl, Getulio tried to regain his composure as mortar shells landed inside the compound, throwing him into a seizure, a blood curdling scream unconsciously loosed from his lips. Closer the artillery fell, a round landing just outside of his bay window, stealing the pitch black of the room to a blinding flash and propelling his skull to bounce off the marble tiles. When Vargas regained consciousness he willed himself backwards as he coughed blood, scooting toward the wall, frantically attempting to enter a combination to his gilded safe, rifle butts were being struck against his door. From the darkness, fumbling Vargas pointed forth a revolver and quickly discarded the speedloader, trembling, pointing it at the door, he cocked the hammer and wiped caked blood from his brow. Raising his head quickly the president surveyed the outside courtyard, although most of the lantern lights had been pulverized by mortar blasts, some illumination remained: Rio's garrison was flooding in past the gate, running toward the villa. Vargas ventured that if he could only hold off these bandits attempting to break down his door, help would soon arrive.

Yet the great oak doors could not resist the pummeling, and soon were splintered and broken. Vargas fired all six rounds into the darkness before the first man entered, and sat clicking futilely, the magazine empty, his eyes fixed and stinging dry, and his jaw cracked. Into the moonlight walked João Neves da Fontoura, Chief of the Army, flanked by several ominous figures still not within reach of the moon's luminescence, his service pistol down at his side, his face oddly calm, his coat smeared dark.

Vargas gasped with relief and struggled to rise to his feet, a reassured grin on his face, he spoke with a broken voice: "João, what has happened? Is the compound secure? How did the Fascists get into the city, and how did they strike so close to our heart? João, speak to me, ANSWER ME"

Fontoura remained silent, his eyes darted back, his head cocked over his shoulder, as if waiting for a messenger to deliver a predictable correspondence. From the black the flanking figures entered the light, their dark green shirts starkly apparent, donning white armbands branded with the Integralist banner. The president felt his heart palpitate as time slowed to a crawl - a silver revolver slowly emerged from the darkness and into the purple moonlight, piloted by a leatherclad hand. Vargas heard two claps of thunder in the distance and drifted backwards toward the marble at the speed of two lovers parting ways, his eyes rolled back and suddenly snapped open as his head cracked against the ground, a black torrent pouring from his chest. The killer walked forward to be judged by the moon:

 

[Quanto]

Fascist Brazil?! This is a new one. I'm following >_>

 

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1st January, 9:00
War Room, Presidential Villa, Rio De Janeiro

Plínio Salgado entered the battle-scarred war room of the villa, uniformed corpses littering the floor and laying mouth agape across the great table, their sidearms still holstered, their bodies strewn with bullets. Salgado strode toward the head of the table and pushed a rigamortis captain of infantry out of his way and took the president's red leather throne, kicking his feet up on the stained table as his officers walked through the door. "Gentlemen, take your seats, if only for a moment, I must know of the remnant Vargas army."

Joao Neves moved toward the table with a folder and quietly laid out a map of northeast Brazil on the table, as orderlies filed into the room and began to drag the defenders' bodies out. The pitter patter of distant weapon fire could be heard in the distance, and Salgado grimaced, dropping his legs to his side and leaning forward to examine the map.

Joao spoke: "The first Brazilian Army performing counterinsurgency operations in Goias, already worn thin from our repeated ambushes, and of a disastrously low morale, has laid down their weapons and pledged their service to the new regime."

Salgado winced and narrowed his eyes: "And Gaspar Dutra? Did the Chief of Staff, so known for his loyalty to Vargas, change his mind as such?"

Joao grinned "Indeed he has, and it comes as no surprise to me sir, as Gaspar loves his country first, and politics second; he had become disgusted with the destructive search and destroy operations of Vargas, he could not stand to see his people violated."

"So it is that the whole of the country is within our control?"

"There are several loyalist pockets still remaining in the south along the Argentine border but they shall be mopped up in due time, out of supply and continuously been reduced by our partisans, although several of Vargas' most loyal generals have already fled across the border and been granted asylum there."

Salgado became suddenly quiet and he leaned back in his chair, bringing his hand to rest cupped on his chin, after several moments, speaking: "That shall be useful..." The new president cleared his throat and rose his voice: "NOW, I want a new building program immediately constituted in order to raise Brazil from its pathetic infancy to an empire to rival the great world powers!"

Cafe Filho, the Armaments Minister spoke: "President Salgado, first I want to congratulate you on the final victory, Anauê! I had begun drawing up an industrial development plan while we were still hiding in huts in the Amazon, and I believe it will still do us well, with some light tweaking." Filho cleared his throat and handed Salgado a piece of paper with the plans:

Salgado quickly looked over the report and nodded, laying the paper on the table in front of him, "Make it so, with new factories we will be able to produce the armaments necessary to make our nation great once again, no longer prey to the American influence, an empire in our own right! Never again will we be seduced! Our people will once more be proud, as they were during the motherland's age of colonialism! For now we must silently mass and prepare for war, but must appear to be a butterfly, so that when we pounce as a tiger, it will not be expected! For now we must put the people back to work, their livelihoods stolen by Vargas' war! Never again!" Charged with passion the president looked around the room toward the seated conspirator officers and green shirts before him, and saw in their eyes national pride.

The president spoke once more: "Cafe, I also want you to reorganize our scientific industries, our factories must be equipped with modern machine tools in order to properly produce fighting arms! Our industry for too long been agrarian, we must modernize, carrel the farmers and employ them to construct the new factories, so that they might work to strengthen our iron fist!"

"Raoul" continued Salgado, turning to a suave and well dressed man seated to his left, "I want you to maintain status quo relationships with all of our diplomatic contacts, I want you to create the image that our uprising was an internal matter, a change of regime, and not demanding foreign intervention. We are vulnerable now and would not survive a war with the great powers, but their time will soon come. Brazil will stand alone, but we must remember the gratitude of the Italians, who secretly supplied the arms and funds necessary for the revolution. When Maracaibo's oil fields are ours, we will supply them well." The Foreign Minister nodded while writing quickly on his notepad.

The chiefs of the army, navy and airforce next gave their report, indicating that the armed forces of Brazil lay in a state of disrepair, many of its formations depleted from the long war or using Great War Technology. Salgado reassured his generals that after the building program was completed that a new and modern army would be built, which would march into the capitols of every American country. Henrique Aristides Guilhem, Chief of the Navy, interrupted the president, his brow sweaty "Sir, I must insist that we begin expanding our navy as soon as possible... the Americans and British have massive fleets, while we have nothing but two Great War battleships and light cruisers, which I must remind this cabinet were "gifted" to us from the English dogs themselves! We will never be able to contest the seas without at least a five year building program!"

The room grew silent, such insolence was never directed toward the leader of the Fascist rebellion, and Salgado stirred and placed his hand upon his holstered pistol, his face serene and emotionless. Much to the surprise of those assembled Salgado responded with words rather than bullets: "Henrique, you speak truth, this is a matter I may have neglected... we must build a mighty navy to rival the Angles! Luckily... while building vessels takes a great deal of time, it shall not take a great toll on individual factories, it shall be done, it shall be done. I must think of this more, leave me." Salgado waved the officers out and placed his face into his hands, staring at the map of Brazil before him.

 

[OneiricRose]

Great idea!!
I will be following when I can
(just a small correction: Brasilia didn't exist at that time )

 

[Jingles]

Do I see an alliance with Germany in the future?

 

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Great idea!!
I will be following when I can
(just a small correction: Brasilia didn't exist at that time )

Not the city, but the region did.

 

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Do I see an alliance with Germany in the future?

Salgado intends to restore national pride - Brazil will fall or stand alone!

 

[Khalep]

Certainly an original premise, I'll be reading.

 

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You are doing the exact opposit what I am doing. :rofl:
I have joind the allies and become a democratic nation. Europe has been liberated by me alone. And I have released a puppet Russia (damn ruskies lost.) Those factory's are what you need I have made sure to have a 4th tech team but you seem to go for a conquest spree so I guess your plan is sound.

 

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16th March, 12:00
War Room, Presidential Villa, Rio De Janeiro

"Please be seated gentlemen, I must know of our progress." Salgado cuped his hands behind his head and leaned back, marveling at the restored villa's workmanship, complete with sprawling integralist textiles and statues of classical fascists such as Leonidas of Sparta and Dion of Syracuse.

Cafe Filho spoke first, a nervous twitch at his eye "Sir, in order to begin the research of modern machine tools we have had to divert some industries to our research sector, accordingly, the last batch of factories are being constructed slower than we expected, but I suspect that once the first in the series is completed that it will all smooth out."

Salgado grimaced but remained calm and after a moment of silent meditation glared at Filho and spoke quickly "This is acceptable, for now." Salgado slowly moved his icy stare to the diplomatic minister: "And of our resource situation? The memos coming from your office have been of some concern to me."

Raoul Fernandes responded with confidence: "Mr. President, as always it is an honor to serve Brazil. Anauê! Unfortunately, I carry some unfortunate news. The reason why the dog Vargas did not push to expand his industrial base must have been in our national resource situation; we have few surpluses, and the creation of a new chain of factories will surely plunge us into deficits. In order to keep our current economy afloat, I have established a deal with the Americans, this is in accordance with your political doctrine of remaining docile to the capitalists and gesturing in friendship. As our reactors do not produce enough energy to keep our plans in operation, I have established trade with Uncle Sam."

Salgado nodded and silently meditated once again, saying "Once all of this continent is in our grasp, this situation will be assuaged, as we will extract from our foes the resources necessary to give life to the great Brazilian empire. We will speak of this soon, I must think of it more." The president cleared his throat and spoke: "And Raoul, what of the situation in Europa?"

"Hitler has massed troops on the French border, for what purposes remains to be seen. The British and French have accordingly escalated their defence budgets."

Salgado sat thinking for several minutes and then spoke, staring past his ministers "So it shall be... we will strike against the American puppets here in our continent after Germany has struck against the capitalists in Europe. The Great Powers will not be able to respond to our designs, occupied with Hitler; we will only have to guard ourselves against the Americans, and their isolationist president will not move against us, his vows of protection will betray the south American people as hollow lies."

"Next... I would like to discuss war strategy, we must prepare for the offensives, as well are defending the fatherland in the case of an invasion by the capitalist pigs! I pray that my chiefs of the military have received the note to begin drafting up a plan for battle..."

The army chiefs, now outfit in new integralist dark green uniforms, simultaneously nodded and began to shuffle about, drawing forth maps and diagrams from their notebooks and folders.

Salgado leaned forward and moved his hands together as if to pray and looked to the table, muttering "Gaspar, what of our grand battle strategy?"

"Mr. President, for now we cannot take advantage of the technological innovations of the capitalists, our research is still years behind. While the Europeans are fielding tanks and massive formations of aircraft, as well as experimenting with naval ground support, we must, for now, expand upon and improve our guerrilla war. For now we will rely on wars on attrition and ambush with a force of infantry. We will rely on aggressive infantry spearheads using the jungles and mountains as natural defensive salients, as well as defence in depth fall back positions, spreading our forces away from the concentrated mass infantry tactics of our neighbors, to encircle and cut off the enemy from supply." The Chief of Staff cleared his throat and pulled forth a map of the northern coast of Brazil.

"In resisting the Capitalists, in the event of an invasion, we must hold the beaches. Luckily, the jungles and lack of internal infrastructure provide a natural defensive wall against such incursions, we will be able to hold them at the beach with less forces than would be necessary on the beaches of Europe. By creating a widespread and interconnected tunnel network along the coast, we will make any landing a war of horrible attrition, destroying our foes. We also have an emergency contingency plan in place, in the event of a surprise attack by the capitalists. The new factories being built are being created in the interior, places of traditional Integralist support. In the event of an American capture of Rio or Sao Paulo, our war effort will not collapse, and we will retreat to the interior, where mountains, vast provinces, and jungles will make a complete capture of our land impossible. The new capitol would be located at Goias. While we hold off the invasion in the jungles, with the help of the new factories being built, we would be able to slowly mass and counterattack."

"Our current order of battle is as follows:"

"As far as our future is concerned, I hope to integrate tactical bombers into the army operations, as well as create a corp of cruiser tanks, which will be especially important for any major operation across the sea, or in the US. I am working closely with Filho to ensure our research accomplishes this end, as well as following the developments of the Fascist tank armies in Europe through the Italian embassy."

Salgado gestured for the chief of the army to present his report. Joao Neves nodded and spoke "Mr. President, General Dutra has covered most of my report, I just want to add that while we will be utilizing guerrilla tactics, I will focus on upgrading the army to include modern weaponry and small unit tactics; while we will be using our guerrilla tactics on a large theater scale, the fighting man will receive modern training and equipment, as well as being supported by an extensive logistical framework, which I am currently developing. The jungles will, as the General noted, protect our baggage trains from interdiction, and will mask our supply routes, we must use that to our advantage, especially if we do strike against the Argentines for harboring the traitors, for their airforce has been reported to include formations of tactical bombers."

"Is that all chief?" Snapped Salgado.

"There is one more thing... that is the problem of leadership. A significant number our officers escaped across the border into Argentina, leaving only 29 generals capable of commanding division-sized forces or larger remaining in our army, a number of which are old men of the Great War era who will soon be retiring. We will need more than 29 generals just to guard the beaches we will conquer and currently hold. We must reopen the war college... and I also suggest that we enlist sympathetic officers of foreign countries who are wishing to serve under the Integralist banner."

"Your concerns are noted. Admiral Guilhem?"

The Chief of the Navy spoke: "Mr. President, as of now our fleet will only be useful for shore patrols and guarding the capitol city, as it is both small and outdated, completely outgunned not only by the great powers but also by Argentina, and at least partially contested by several of our neighbors. Our battle fleet is currently based at Port Alegre, performing war games, and is commanded by Admiral Padilha."

"We also have a mothballed transport fleet currently moored at Rio. This force will prove useful in the future for overseas adventurism, as well as for supporting landings in the Caribbean."

"As I hinted to in our previous meeting, I have ambitious plans for expanding the navy, with Mr. President's approval of course. I have been reading of the British carriers and have been convinced that a fleet comprised of such vessels would be a deadly force. In the next five years we must research, build and field carriers, before the Americans and British realize their true potential; today their fleets still center on the battleship and gun. If we manage to field a fleet of carriers, we will be able to defeat superior numbers of enemy surface vessels, unable to close the distance with our own ships, as they would be battered from dozens of kilometers away with aircraft. In this fashion we can win against the Americans and British, even if they outnumber us."

"Know Admiral, that I will give you enough rope to hang yourself. While I will permit a portion of our industries to be dedicated to your so-called 'aircraft carrier force' research and production, if such fleets fail to perform as you have indicated, it will not be good for your health." Salgado sighed heavily and turned to the last chief of the military: General Salgado Filho.

"Mr. President, as of today our airforce is only useful for purposes of reconnaissance, our half depleted formation of Great War Boeing B-12 biplanes currently based at Rio:"

"In the future I envision a force of universal tactical bombers useful for sea patrols, attacking and destroying infrastructure and enemy organizational structures. This formation will be the core of our airforce. While the Germans have shown the glorious potential of close air support bombers in reports relayed to us through the Italians, such craft must be avoided for our airforce, as their limited range will not be useful in crossing the massive expanses of our continent. As our industries are limited, we must build a single bomber that is capable of doing everything. In this same vein we must research and focus on the production of long range fighter craft, as interceptors are of limited utility in the large provinces of our land."

The Chief of the Airforce continued: "My hope is that such a breed of bomber will be able to detect the fleets of the enemy, and redirect our fleet to close and intercept. In this matter I am with Aristides, the future is the carrier, and as we have seized upon cunning tactics in the past to overcome Vargas, we must continue in this vein by grasping a strategy not yet embraced by the major powers; if we build carriers earlier than the capitalists, supported by patrols of tactical bombers, we will control the seas!"

"In matters of land combat, the bombers, protected by flanking patrols of fighters, will strike against enemy baggage trains, supply lines, mechanized and armored forces, serving a stunned enemy for our mobile infantry to encircle and obliterate. While our infantry may not be able to confront enemy armor, the tactical bombers will be instrumental in striking against them with bombs and autocannons, serving as a surrogate tank arm in the sky."

The president let all of the reports sink into his consciousness, and in his typical fashion, sat silently meditating.

"These plans will serve us well, to be immediately instituted once the building program is complete, two years time. Until then, I want these plans continually updated, with special attention paid to the intelligence of the Roman diplomat, for while we are not officially privy to our European fascist brothers' research, we can at least know of its performance and behavior."

"This meeting is at an end, prepare yourselves for war."

 

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You are doing the exact opposit what I am doing. :rofl:
I have joind the allies and become a democratic nation. Europe has been liberated by me alone. And I have released a puppet Russia (damn ruskies lost.) Those factory's are what you need I have made sure to have a 4th tech team but you seem to go for a conquest spree so I guess your plan is sound.

How did you fight against such a large enemy force with the small general pool of Brazil? I was thinking about creating a puppet Argentina to do shore patrol, but that still leaves only two dozen or so generals for offensive operations.

 

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I created about 19 generals to aid me in my endevour. I had only 3 divisions guarding brazil iself so I could devote my full attention to europe.

 

[Tabris.BR]

Not the city, but the region did.

It was not called so. There was not much there before they came to build the city.

 

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It was not called so. There was not much there before they came to build the city.

I see, Paradox has a region called Brasilia which comprises north eastern Brazil. I guess the Swedes fail at history - i'll revise my mistake.

 

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July 10th, 1936, 9:00
Political Rally, Downtown Rio De Janeiro

Plínio Salgado and other high ranking Integralist party members sit in simple wooden folding chairs at the head of a mob of roaring supporters, facing a massive stage, adorned with heroic idols and the flag of Brazil, tapering gloriously in swift winds. After an introduction by Lt. General Joao Neves de Fontoura the Fascist leader, still seated with folded arms, rises and calmly approaches a podium, a wall of sonic chaos causing him to squint for a moment.

After saluting the mob of his supporters Salgado, with a thousand yard stare, begins to speak with intense concentration and gravity:

"Brothers and sisters, we have defeated the corrupt government and triumphed in the face of years of struggle! But we must not bask in our victory, our moment of splendor, but instead look beyond, and look back. We are no longer a party amongst others, but the voice of the greater people, we are Brazil, the descendants of a once great kingdom which has in recent centuries fallen into abuse and obscurity, tamed by greater lions, and discarded with indifference.

Our people once laid claim to the whole of this continent and have by this day been laid prostitute by those who have usurped what we once sought to hold by interloping into politics and economy. Today we take back the prestige which was once ours, today we become lions, the proper children of father Portugal, the mature dragon.

I have ordered the army into Uruguay to show the world that we shall no longer be held hostage by the petty ambitions of the North empire, who would as fast enslave as they would rape us. South America will once again be ours! We lay claim to the future and spit in the face of all who betray and quibble! Brazil contra mundum! BRAZIL CONTRA MUNDUM!"

The crowd returned the chant and sustained it as Salgado raised his arms and embraced the sun, his eyes dreadful and serene, his face still and sharp.


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The forces of Uruguay were completely surprised by the massive Brazilian attack and offered only token resistance, the sole division guarding Montevideo routed within hours. Within a week the country was occupied and annexed.

By the time Montevideo was entered by Brazilian forces the US embassay at Rio was deserted, diplomatic ties were officially severed and the looming northern Empire canceled the non-aggression pact it had established with Brazil under the Vargas administration. Foreign intervention loomed overhead and the military planners at Rio High Command feared disaster, as the army at this time was still outdated and small in scope.

January 9th, 1937, 16:00
War Room, Presidential Villa, Rio De Janeiro

Months have passed since the annexation of Uruguay - with no foreign intervention, the modernization and building program has been steadily progressing. Salgado has called the cabinet to his villa.

Salgado sits quietly at the head of the oak table, his hands at his side, nodding slightly as the government officers file into the room one after another, a look of distance always on his face. Salgado looks past the officers and speaks:

"Gentlemen, be seated. I have called you here to provide a status update. Are the plans for the enrichment of the fatherland on schedule?"

Cafe Filho raised his hand slightly and gave his report: "Sir, I am proud to report that four major war factories have been constructed in the interior of our country in the past few months, on schedule, while the fifth has just recently come on line, late, as suspected, but fully operational."

Salgado nodded, "And the tools? Are the factories up to the standards of Europe?"

"Yes sir, we have made great technological leaps in terms of our machine capabilities, half of our national research being dedicated solely to modernization, greatly empowering our overall economy, and continue to innovate in this regard, even surpassing the commercial standards of Europe."

Salgado looked up from his typical down-gazing meditation and prepared to speak, the armaments minister resumed his report.

"As per your orders we have also completed research into modern infantry warfare, improvising weapons and technologies mirroring those deployed by the German and Italian armies in Europe. The army itself has still yet to be retrofitted.

Lastly, due to our expanded industrial capacity we have gained the ability to research another sector of interest, accordingly we have begun experimenting with rear area supply and basic census tabulating machines, the latter of which will help us research quicker."


Salgado grimaced, tiring of hearing the little man in the tailored suit speak, having grown intolerant of economists and bankers, money-making types. Life in the jungle fighting communists and a corrupt regime had no talk of floating integers, increases, inflation and industrial capacity. Salgado knew what it meant to die in a ditch, to spout dark torrents when cut, to see brothers mauled by ounces of metal, to fear and to build.

Gaspar Dutras noticed the look of disdain on the fascist leader's face and spoke quickly:

"Sir, as per your orders to modernize the armed forces we have started upon a new program to convert our drafted guerrilla force into that of a standing army. Given time my hope is that our army will be comprised completely of professional career soldiers loyal to the Integralist banner rather than joined at the hip to their families. Our future army will be loyal to the nation rather than their villages, and so be willing to sacrifice for greater ideals."

The other ministers reported status quo, reflecting that more time would be needed to enact their designs, noting that their hands are tied primarily because most of the nation's resources are currently devoted to building factories to support the future expansion.\

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[Saulot333]

Great AAR, keep it up

 

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Thats one cool idea for an AAR, I never saw a fascist Brazil before.
Furthermore I never heard anything about the Integralista Party, I guess I will have to do some research .

May I propose to modernize the army before further conquests? That may reduce brazilian casualties a lot.

 

[OneiricRose]

Thats one cool idea for an AAR, I never saw a fascist Brazil before.
Furthermore I never heard anything about the Integralista Party, I guess I will have to do some research .

May I propose to modernize the army before further conquests? That may reduce brazilian casualties a lot.

Integralists are a faci/nazist bunch that were also deeply tradionalist and ultra-catholic
Pure Evil!

 

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May I propose to modernize the army before further conquests? That may reduce brazilian casualties a lot.

It only took about 5 ic to modernize my 5 divisions or so, it will included in the next AAR as a sort of quick note by one of the ministers.

 

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January 10th, 1938, 12:00
Presidential Villa, War Room, Rio De Janeiro

President Salgado looked around the table after calling the briefing to order, new faces looked back in solemn, quiet obedience. In the past month through a series of kangaroo trials Salgado had disposed of several ministers he deemed troubling, leaving only Raoul Fernandes, who the president deemed was meek and non-ambitious enough to leave in his post. The military ministers replaced were not indicted on treason, as the others were, but were simply rotated to other positions in the armed service, as the president hoped to keep his general corp loyal to him, and because capable division-level commanders were few in number indeed. Joao Neves remained in the cabinet as personal adjutant.

"Speak." Began Salgado, his icy, hateful stare set on the wall behind his officers.

Americo De Almieda, a stiff-neck, no-nonsense business man with black rimmed glasses, returned the call quickly "Mr. President, we have a critical situation which requires your attention. Our resource stocks have been exhausted by the industrial expansion program instated by my predecessor, he apparently had worked deals with organized crime in order to finance the project, and our actual stocks are depleted and about to hit empty. I sugg-"

De Almieda was cut off by Raoul who spoke calmly "Mr. President, my office has also noticed this. The deficits are too severe to trade in hopes of restoring operational levels. We would have to direct a substantial portion of our economy to producing supplies for trade on the world market in order to break even; we would have to scale back and slow down our building and research projects."

With the report a wind of panic and emergency swept over the room as Salgado emotionlessly brought his hands to his face as if to pray, for several minutes silent as his officers looked to each other for reason.

"Bolivia is known for its iron deposits, am I mistaken?" asked the dictator, his gaze still fixed on a flag of Brazil behind his ministers.

Costa Neto, a man with piercing eyes and of a curious intelligence, dressed in antiquated clothes, with a sense of smug confidence about him, responded: "Mr. President, our spies report that Bolivia produces enough metal to sustain our industrial growth, yes sir."

Salgado once more made his cabinet suffer minutes of silence before exploding suddenly into a raised voice, a demon stealing his movements, "The people of Bolivia are rebels seduced by foreign courts, broke away from our lawful dominion, the province shall be ours - I must know of our military situation."

General Lott, a grinning, burly and severe looking man of middle age, responded: "While our industrial capacity is still focused on producing new factories, the creation of new ones in the past year, in addition to the optimizations made possible by the new machine tools researched has freed up substantial resources for the military..."

"...We have retrofitted the army with modern arms and have begun to garrison our beaches. I strongly recommend that we do not wage a new offensive until all of our beaches are at least partially garrisoned, we have no longer have a non-aggression pact to shield us from US intervention, and if they were to strike quickly to restore a regional status quo, we would be defeated, no matter our faith in the President."

Salgado winced and went deep into meditation, not accustomed to being spoken to so assertively, as the other ministers looked to one another, expecting the President to perforate the new Chief of Staff. The President rested his hand on his silver revolver and quickly moved it to the table, slamming with a balled fist.

"No general! We will commence offensive operations immediately! If the dogs to the North intervene, we shall slaughter them! They will die in the jungle just as you will if our campaign fails..."

Salgado composed himself and spoke calmly again.

"Now, as I understand it, Chief of the Air Force, judging from the memos which I have been receiving, the bomber force is nearly ready for production?"

Nero Moura cleared his throat and responded: "Mr. President, we are researching cutting edge tactical bomber designs at this moment ,far ahead of the research of Europe..."

"...we can begin production within 6 months and be up to speed with our operational doctrines by the end of the year, before the first air army is complete. As with the wishes of my predecessor, I envision a universal bomber capable of patrolling our coasts and countering the threat of US naval invasion, as well as capable of providing close air and interdiction support to our boys on the ground."

"Good, good - make it so."

The President paused for a moment, looked down to the table and snapped his head up quickly, speaking in an uncommon analytical tone: "You all must know my plans for our national destiny. After Bolivia and Paraguay have fallen to our armies, and our economic situation stabilized, we will be in a perfect position for an invasion of Argentina - the traitors who housed the Vargas-loyal generals! During these campaigns our navy and air force will have been established, leeching our already minuscule oil reserve. This new need will facilitate our invasion of Venezuela, the oil fields at Maracaibo must be in our control to supply any serious future offensive involving modern vehicles. To this plan I command you to prepare our nation... we will reclaim what once was within our grasp, we will once again be an Empire! General Lott, prepare our forces for war. Now, you are dismissed."

The officers of the government rose to their feet and gave the Integralist salute, to which the dictator ignored and sat lost in thought, his usual mode of being.

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