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Operation Schwarzes Feuer

1000 Year Reich
17-08-2006, 00:12
For the better part of 20 years the German Reich had remained, and still was, victorious over its enemies. The first nation to suffer a loss was Poland in 1939. The Wehrmacht swarmed over the border on Hitler’s orders and within a month achieved a victory that shocked the world. Hitler then proceeded to plan anew his conquests and set his gaze to the old enemy, France.

French and British commanders did little in the year between the invasion of Poland and the invasion of the Low Countries in what many started calling the ‘Phony War’. Hitler however took the initiative and swung the full force of the German panzer forces into a fist, aimed at destroying the French and British allies. With uncanny speed and skill the allied nations fell to Germany. First came Holland, then Belgium, and then within six weeks time, defeated one of the most powerful nations on earth, France, and at the same time made harmless another, the British.

On the advice of a senior adjutant of Reich marshal Goring a plan was made and within two weeks of the Dunkirk fiasco, an air assault using paratroopers was mounted against London. It came as a surprise to the British, for the Germans had been discussing a peace deal at the same time of preparation. The Royal Family was captured as was a large portion of parliament. With its government captured the British people were forced to submit.

Hitler danced his own little victory jig when he received news of the surrender, just as he had when word reach him of France’s surrender three weeks before. Not only did it make him happy, but it was an astounding victory. The world was shocked at the speed with which the Nazi war machine was able to bring other nations to its heels. The United States government which had advocated support for Britain and France were quickly shouted down by the masses of American citizens; they had no wish to fight a lost cause, they said. Wehrmacht troops marched victorious through the cities of Europe.

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Capitalizing on his now literal free reign of Europe, Hitler, with Mussolini, carved up the Mediterranean lands. France became directly under the control of Germany. Hitler disbanded the Vichy Government and set up its own administration over what it considered a new province. All of France’s colonies in Africa were similarly engulfed. The Italians took possession of Egypt and accepted the surrender of remaining British forces there. It took less two years and by 1943 a new empire had succeeded in uniting all the lands that touched the Mediterranean under a single government and leader.

With his mighty Wehrmacht Hitler cut off one of the USSR’s most important foreign import supply lines by capturing and occupying Iran, as well as India. With this came a direct line of trade lines with the Japanese Empire, which had, with the help of Italian and German forces, taken over former French Asian colonies. With the Soviet Union hopelessly by itself Stalin was forced to concede large tracks of land in the Ukraine to Hitler and to the Fins in the north. After long last Hitler had gained his Lebensraum (Living Space) for the German Volk.



Now, in 1960, Fuhrer Heinrich Fuller was at the reigns of the 1000 Year Reich. Fuller had risen through the ranks of the Wehrmacht, gaining the rank of Major in the Western campaign for his bravery in battle and command. Then promoted to General in 1945 when he helped to capture the capital of Iran. He was a rising star that was noticed by several of the higher ups within the German hierarchy. The SS commander Heinrich Himmler had, in hopes of using Fuller, had given him a high rank within the SS; making him the first officer to have a duel rank within both the SS and the Wehrmacht.

When Hitler died in 1949 to a cancer of the liver, many of the SS, Wehrmacht, and Party officials had died out due to infighting among who would be Hitler’s successor. Himmler won. With his superior’s rise to Fuhrer, Fuller was raised to command the SS in turn; having become a close friend of Himmler’s and soon assured him position as the Fuhrer’s right-hand man. Then in 1959, less than seven months before, Himmler had died due to an aneurism. Before dying however, Himmler had made it clear who his successor would be and Heinrich Fuller was it. With the backing of the SS and the Wehrmacht, none apposed him.

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Fuller sat behind the great polished oak desk with no small amount of annoyance. Even his smooth and formal Reich’s Fuhrer uniform did nothing to make him feel better. He had been waiting impatiently for the last eight minutes for the Soviet Union’s Foreign Commissar Yuri Konstynavich to arrive for their appointed meeting. Fuller knew that the Foreign Commissar would just have rather waited longer, forcing the German Fuhrer to even more anger, but luckily for Fuller, the Soviet Union was not in a position to make the Reich’s Chancellor and Fuhrer angry. Not if it wanted to continue existing.

A minute later one of Fuller’s aides, a clerk, stuck his head inside the door. “The Foreign Commissar is here to see you for his appointment mein Fuhrer.” Fuller waved his hand, beckoning.

“Send him in, send him in. I have little patience with the man as it is,” remarked Fuller. The aide nodded and disappeared from the doorway.

A few moments later a tall and sallow man with a large nose and clothes that seemed to be two sizes too big for him walked through the doors. Yuri Konstynavich was one of the men who had a way of making all those around them feel uncomfortable. Fuller himself was always disgruntled when the man was in his presence; however he didn’t let that show.

The man nodded to the Fuhrer in what he must have assumed a proper show of respect for the man that ruled a large portion of the world. “Greetings from the People of the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics, Chancellor Fuller,” Yuri said. He stated Fuller’s Nazi Party status, which he might have thought a lessening title next to Fuhrer. “I believe this appointment was about a former request, if my memory serves me right?”

“That would correct. Your ‘Comrade General Secretary’ Molotov has been increasing forward in his support for the Peoples Liberation Army in China. I demand that you people stop sending weapons and support,” said Fuller without preamble. “My ally Emperor Hirohito is displeased with the people of China for their impudence.”

“The Soviet Union denies any such charges,” said Yuri Konstynavich. Fuller had to hand it to him for keeping a reasonably strait and innocent looking face. The Foreign Commissar was almost as hard to read as Molotov was.

“Whether you deny it or not, it is true. Unless you cease in these activities or I may see how much support from the Reich that the remaining White Russian activists would wish for,” said Fuller, taking full pleasure in seeing the oily Russian in front of him squirm at this.

The White Russians were thought to have been wiped out in the Russian Civil War in the early 1920s; however a small amount of them had managed to survive Stalin’s purges, and now that he was long dead, had returned from the shadows to haunt the Soviet Union. From what he understood of the SS intelligence’s reports, the Red Army was having a hard time tracking them down, not to mention the NKVD.

Yuri Konstynavich however held his ground. “We are not supplying the Peoples Liberation Army with any supplies or weapons Chancellor. On the contrary it could simply be that a large portion of the former British Army in India is making a sudden surge of revenge against you,” he said evenly. The fact that most of the weapons found on dead Chinese resistance fighters were British made gave the Soviet Foreign Commissar some credibility. However Fuller knew full well how easy it would be to simply steal the weapons from old depots or weapons supplies that had been given to the Soviet Union years before; and all the while keeping the Soviet Union’s hands clean.

Fuller sighed to himself, not letting the man see his anxiety about it however, and continued on. “I will give you three days to consider my words, and then you had better give me a better answer than that.”

“I will confer with my superiors in Moscow and see you in three days,” said Yuri Konstynavich. He got up from his seat and again nodded in farewell. An aide opened the door for him as he exited. When the door closed Fuller relaxed and leaned back. He thought about things for a moment then picked up his phone, one of many on his desk, and waited for the tone. After a few moments a line picked up and a man’s voice came on.

“Ja mein Fuhrer?”

“Prepare Operation Schwarzes Feuer,” said Fuller.

“Jawohl mein Fuhrer,” responded the voice and the line went dead.
Thrashia
17-08-2006, 01:04
General Secretary of the Union of Soviet Socialist republics Molotov sat unhappily in his office chair watching an early snow fall in large flakes outside on the grounds of the Kremlin. Not only did the weather make his mood flounder but so did the present situation with the Reich and the damned Japanese.

The Soviet Union had been exploring clandestine operations against the Reich and the Japanese since 1940. As each year passed it became more and more clear that their attempts were becoming less effective. And now the fiasco that Mao was creating was even a more literal example of that innaffectiveness.

Molotov's secretary opened his office door. "General Secretary, Yuri Konstynavich is here to see you for his appointment." Molotov nodded and looked at his watch. It was twenty minutes past the time when the appointment had been ment to begin, but then the Soviet Union had never operated at the same effiecient stricture that the Reich exemplified.

In came the towering and ugly figure of the the Union's Foreign Commissar. He was an unusually tall man and not very bright when it came to party politics, but he had survived the tenure with Stalin which meant that he had some sense, and as such Molotov treated him just as so.

"Success Yuri?" he asked.

"I am afriad that we might have a war on our hands, Comrade," said Yuri Konstynavich sourly. "We may have a war on our hands that we cannot win. A war on two fronts."