Stupid Luck and Happenstance, Thread II
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Now that Kat is back in action, any way we could possibly see the teamwork of her and Hans in the field together again?
(Started a re-read, and I realized how much I missed Jacob messing with people, among other things.)
(Started a re-read, and I realized how much I missed Jacob messing with people, among other things.)
Still been thinking about the pop culture in this timeline. I wonder how the various national intelligence, including the CIA, gets portrayed in James Bond and other spy fiction works. Is Flemming affected by not wanting to insult the largest market for English language works? Who's the ENEMY or is the market reduced by not having an enemy to play the role? I imagine "Communist Remnants" were a thing for a while.
My guess is that Russian agents would be crude but effective and generally friendly sorts and the Germans would be scary and ruthless honorable opponents / pragmatic allies.
Are CIA agents well equipped and genial, but naive and bumbling? Arrogant Blowhards? Trying to cover up their screwups with viciousness?
My guess is that Russian agents would be crude but effective and generally friendly sorts and the Germans would be scary and ruthless honorable opponents / pragmatic allies.
Are CIA agents well equipped and genial, but naive and bumbling? Arrogant Blowhards? Trying to cover up their screwups with viciousness?
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Tilo and Nancy going to come back from Korea? As much as Kat doesn't get along with the Schmidts, she would know that Tilo would be the best fit to command Cuxhaven. ALso it brings Nancy home to rejoin the sisterhood. Reir could come back as the senior NCO for the Sealion school.
Given things, odds are that Kat will go two for the price of one, and axe both the Oberst and General, after likely compiling enough past and present incriminating dirt to make their booting out fireproof.
Namely, she will ask them politely to RETIRE, a folder with ALL of the dirt that each believed that they kept from their superiors in front of each of them. They may accept., and keep their retirement benefits. Refuse, and she's going to go Vlad Tepes in their hides during the reorganization, as examples of no tolerance for incompetence and corruption.
Tilo returning likely removes him from the immediate warfare zone....in a level he will be glad, yet angry to be taken from his current command, and it doesn't helps that he likely has to give a rank raise to the immediate subordinate officer if he deems him adequate enough .
The other amusing stuff would be if Nancy and his children took an immense liking to Korean dishes and such. Included VERY spicy food.
......Ohhh.......It will be WONDERFUL, the first class who enters Cuxhaven, with Tilo Schultz at the helm of the Sealions.....if they believed that the training was harsh...wait until Tilo and Reier revamp the training to take for all the new warfare conditions....like getting awoken at 4 AM with blank rounds to kickstart the training....with a few miles in the cold beach.....
I wonder if Kat will follow the OTL Current route that the British Special Forces adopted about 10 years or so back allegedly.
Anyone wanting to join one of the Special Forces units, SAS, SBS, SRR, 14 Int, (are they still around?), goes through a standard SF Selecrion program. It used to be just for the SAS and as far as I know, a veraion was adopted across the board so that everyone had a "basic" SF standard to meet. Anything after that is up to the parent unit so the SRR might not have as tough a training regime as the SAS, and 14 Int would want a different set of skills than tne SBS wants, but everyone has to reach that entry standard.
So in this case, SAR, Sealions and KSK both have different emphasis, but aspirants to any of them must meet the acceptable standards first. Selction or Hell Week is a good first step to weeding them out.
Even if Schultz and Reier don't take over the Sealions, putting them in charge of the opening selection course could have all of it's own... "special" moments.
Anyone wanting to join one of the Special Forces units, SAS, SBS, SRR, 14 Int, (are they still around?), goes through a standard SF Selecrion program. It used to be just for the SAS and as far as I know, a veraion was adopted across the board so that everyone had a "basic" SF standard to meet. Anything after that is up to the parent unit so the SRR might not have as tough a training regime as the SAS, and 14 Int would want a different set of skills than tne SBS wants, but everyone has to reach that entry standard.
So in this case, SAR, Sealions and KSK both have different emphasis, but aspirants to any of them must meet the acceptable standards first. Selction or Hell Week is a good first step to weeding them out.
Even if Schultz and Reier don't take over the Sealions, putting them in charge of the opening selection course could have all of it's own... "special" moments.
Kat has the reluctant respect of the American Intelligence community since that little misunderstanding in Australia, then when she headed up the security team for the Bond selling trip for Kaiserin Kira she was sought out by the OTL US Army officer who started the Rangers.
Kat is the unacknowledged spiritual mother of every Special Warfare unit around the world.
Tilo like Kat has the credibility to reform the Sea Lions as he was part of their first mission in where because of his knowledge of the language and customs of the local population the mission was successful, plus the fact that the legend has grown around him that he received an award at his court martial has been told and retold time and time again with each retelling becoming more wild depending on who is telling the story.
I think that Kat will find Tilo to be very much on the same page as her in regards to making the necessary reforms and Tilo may come up with some new ideas himself that Kat will adopt.
I would not be surprised if Tilo and Nancy brought back with them from Korea their Korean housekeeper, who will be like their own Petia, and if that is the case then first meeting between them should be a blast.
Kat is the unacknowledged spiritual mother of every Special Warfare unit around the world.
Tilo like Kat has the credibility to reform the Sea Lions as he was part of their first mission in where because of his knowledge of the language and customs of the local population the mission was successful, plus the fact that the legend has grown around him that he received an award at his court martial has been told and retold time and time again with each retelling becoming more wild depending on who is telling the story.
I think that Kat will find Tilo to be very much on the same page as her in regards to making the necessary reforms and Tilo may come up with some new ideas himself that Kat will adopt.
I would not be surprised if Tilo and Nancy brought back with them from Korea their Korean housekeeper, who will be like their own Petia, and if that is the case then first meeting between them should be a blast.
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She wants to send a message and make examples so I doubt that anyone will be allowed to quietly retire. I suspect much more "shock and awe" rather than quiet persuasion.
Both cases have a similar effect in whipping the rest into order. The only difference is that the one is more discrete, and the other....... More messier.
Given how is Kat, odds are that she will employ both methods, in order to leave clear for the officialdom that its "Either her way.. Or the Karambit comes out..."
He is too senior now, so is Tilo Schulz. Also, Hans never went through SF selection, his whole career has been in the regular army.
Learning personally from Horst should count for something, though.
Hans is an excellent trainer of regular soldiers but the skill set and drive of special warfare soldiers is so totally different from each other that it can not be compared.
The best that Hans can do is to identify which individual soldiers has the potential to undergo special warfare training and make recommendations for them.
The best that Hans can do is to identify which individual soldiers has the potential to undergo special warfare training and make recommendations for them.
You don't shock and awe the military bureaucracy. They have been given a set of standards to comply with. They are not complying. Therefore, since they are clearly misusing the budget they are provided, the Reichsmarine don't need that part of their budget. Then sit back and watch top level Admirals tear the officers responsible apart.
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Kat is not going to give the military hierarchy any chance at putting their mitts on her budget, especially those not too happy with her or spec ops in general. If the officers in question have been given directions by their commanding officer and they are not obeying and in fact lying about what they are doing then its insubordination at a minimum. Whereas under the "usual" circumstances they would probably be shuffled off to a dead end post or quietly retired, I fully expect this case to wind up in front of a military court... (no pensions for you). She wants to make sure that Marine Recon is fully aware that it is no longer "business as usual" and the times are changing...… or else.
Part 93, Chapter 1462
Chapter One Thousand Four Hundred Sixty-Two
5th October 1961
Over Rhineland, near Kaiserslautern
There wasn’t a whole lot of conversation on the airplane, the turboprop engines and the massive propellers spinning just a few meters away would have made that difficult anyway. Today, they would be doing the first parachute jump of several that they were required to do before moving on to the next stage of this little adventure. The biggest surprise of the last week had been that people from other training facilities had joined them bringing the cadre up to a fairly large number again. Kiki had found herself living in a bay of the barracks that included a half dozen women who had completed a similar version of the training that she had. The prior days had been spent learning the proper way to land when falling from some height, how to pack a parachute and properly stow her gear during the jump. Now she was waiting to see if she would land safely after jumping out of a perfectly good airplane.
Kiki was aware of the hard seat that she was sitting on and wondering how she could be getting bored while doing something like this. Her mind kept drifting towards the letter that she had gotten from Kat the day before. It was full of encouragement and had mentioned how Kiki shouldn’t let embarrassing incidents like what had happened with that annoying Doctor get to her. It was mortifying that Kat had commented on it. He had said that Kiki was difficult because she had objected to the order with which he went about doing things. The man had had absolutely no subtlety at all, writing on his notes in full view of Kiki that she should be tested for VD and pregnancy, two things that she knew were impossible, before he had even said a word to her. It was an unfortunate reminder of how “Kristina Fischer” was seen as a nobody. That was what Kiki had wanted and that included dealing with the consequences.
Of course, Kat would have heard about that because Kiki was now one of her subordinates even if she was merely one among thousands that made up the entirety of KSK. The idea of an integrated command made up of elite detachments from all the service branches had worked during the Second World War but it was extremely complex. That included Hellcats of the Luftwaffe, the Gebirgsjäger of the Heer, the Sealions of the Marine Infantry, the Gepanzerter Sturmpionier Units of the Pioneer Corps and the still new Fallschirmsuche und Rettung teams of the Medical Service that Kiki was trying to get into. There was some debate about whether or not the Second Life Hussars were among those who guarded the Imperial Family, or the Panzer Dragoons were to be included among their number. The Panzer Corps were jealously guarding them with the full blessing of the Heer, which went double for the First Foot Regiment. It was said that the First Foot would go to the KSK over the dead bodies of leaders of the OKH, fortunately that seemed to be a battle that Kat wasn’t interested in fighting.
Even so, what that meant in practice was dozens and dozens of competing interests that Kat had to tangle with on an hourly basis. Despite the seemingly large numbers involved Kiki was discovering that it was a relatively small community. Earlier that week Kat had given the two Officers in Cuxhaven in charge of training the Sealion cadres a choice, resign in disgrace or else fight her and lose whatever shred of dignity they had left in the process when she convened a Court of Honor. It was whispered that she had presented them with documentation of everything that she would use to nail them to the wall, it was very damning, and they had resigned within an hour. Mess with the Tigress and you get the claws was the line that was getting thrown around. Still, she had seen a photograph in the newspaper of the recently promoted Generalmajor who was taking over in Cuxhaven, there was something about him made Kiki’s skin crawl. The thin cadaverous face and cold eyes were very apparent. Apparently, he was politically connected to the far-right Nationalists and had spent most of his career in the Pacific with the 3rd MID Sealions. Kiki just hoped that Kat knew what she was doing by putting someone like that in a position of responsibility…
Kiki was jarred from her thoughts by the ramp at the end of the cabin dropping open. “Time to wake up you lot!” The Jumpmaster yelled and the amber light that signified that they were nearing the drop site came on. She recalled what they had done during practice. Stand up, make sure that the cord was clipped onto the static line, check to make sure that those in front or behind her were clipped in as well. Before the plane had even taken off the Jumpmaster had helpfully told them that to auger on landing meant automatic washout. He found that extremely funny, no one in Kiki’s group did though. When the light turned green, follow the others down the ramp and don’t overthink it. The Instructor had been looking directly at Kiki when he said that last part. It seemed that she had somehow earned a reputation for doing just that.
The green light came on and Kiki found herself one of several others who were headed towards the open door. She had been warned that if she hesitated then it was likely that she would get pushed out by the weight of the others behind her and she would be endangering them as well as herself in the process. Fortunately, no one could her cringe as she stepped off into open air. A short eternity later, the parachute opened above her and she drifted to earth.
5th October 1961
Over Rhineland, near Kaiserslautern
There wasn’t a whole lot of conversation on the airplane, the turboprop engines and the massive propellers spinning just a few meters away would have made that difficult anyway. Today, they would be doing the first parachute jump of several that they were required to do before moving on to the next stage of this little adventure. The biggest surprise of the last week had been that people from other training facilities had joined them bringing the cadre up to a fairly large number again. Kiki had found herself living in a bay of the barracks that included a half dozen women who had completed a similar version of the training that she had. The prior days had been spent learning the proper way to land when falling from some height, how to pack a parachute and properly stow her gear during the jump. Now she was waiting to see if she would land safely after jumping out of a perfectly good airplane.
Kiki was aware of the hard seat that she was sitting on and wondering how she could be getting bored while doing something like this. Her mind kept drifting towards the letter that she had gotten from Kat the day before. It was full of encouragement and had mentioned how Kiki shouldn’t let embarrassing incidents like what had happened with that annoying Doctor get to her. It was mortifying that Kat had commented on it. He had said that Kiki was difficult because she had objected to the order with which he went about doing things. The man had had absolutely no subtlety at all, writing on his notes in full view of Kiki that she should be tested for VD and pregnancy, two things that she knew were impossible, before he had even said a word to her. It was an unfortunate reminder of how “Kristina Fischer” was seen as a nobody. That was what Kiki had wanted and that included dealing with the consequences.
Of course, Kat would have heard about that because Kiki was now one of her subordinates even if she was merely one among thousands that made up the entirety of KSK. The idea of an integrated command made up of elite detachments from all the service branches had worked during the Second World War but it was extremely complex. That included Hellcats of the Luftwaffe, the Gebirgsjäger of the Heer, the Sealions of the Marine Infantry, the Gepanzerter Sturmpionier Units of the Pioneer Corps and the still new Fallschirmsuche und Rettung teams of the Medical Service that Kiki was trying to get into. There was some debate about whether or not the Second Life Hussars were among those who guarded the Imperial Family, or the Panzer Dragoons were to be included among their number. The Panzer Corps were jealously guarding them with the full blessing of the Heer, which went double for the First Foot Regiment. It was said that the First Foot would go to the KSK over the dead bodies of leaders of the OKH, fortunately that seemed to be a battle that Kat wasn’t interested in fighting.
Even so, what that meant in practice was dozens and dozens of competing interests that Kat had to tangle with on an hourly basis. Despite the seemingly large numbers involved Kiki was discovering that it was a relatively small community. Earlier that week Kat had given the two Officers in Cuxhaven in charge of training the Sealion cadres a choice, resign in disgrace or else fight her and lose whatever shred of dignity they had left in the process when she convened a Court of Honor. It was whispered that she had presented them with documentation of everything that she would use to nail them to the wall, it was very damning, and they had resigned within an hour. Mess with the Tigress and you get the claws was the line that was getting thrown around. Still, she had seen a photograph in the newspaper of the recently promoted Generalmajor who was taking over in Cuxhaven, there was something about him made Kiki’s skin crawl. The thin cadaverous face and cold eyes were very apparent. Apparently, he was politically connected to the far-right Nationalists and had spent most of his career in the Pacific with the 3rd MID Sealions. Kiki just hoped that Kat knew what she was doing by putting someone like that in a position of responsibility…
Kiki was jarred from her thoughts by the ramp at the end of the cabin dropping open. “Time to wake up you lot!” The Jumpmaster yelled and the amber light that signified that they were nearing the drop site came on. She recalled what they had done during practice. Stand up, make sure that the cord was clipped onto the static line, check to make sure that those in front or behind her were clipped in as well. Before the plane had even taken off the Jumpmaster had helpfully told them that to auger on landing meant automatic washout. He found that extremely funny, no one in Kiki’s group did though. When the light turned green, follow the others down the ramp and don’t overthink it. The Instructor had been looking directly at Kiki when he said that last part. It seemed that she had somehow earned a reputation for doing just that.
The green light came on and Kiki found herself one of several others who were headed towards the open door. She had been warned that if she hesitated then it was likely that she would get pushed out by the weight of the others behind her and she would be endangering them as well as herself in the process. Fortunately, no one could her cringe as she stepped off into open air. A short eternity later, the parachute opened above her and she drifted to earth.
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