For a long time, now, I've been wanting to do a timeline about an alternative >1910 Europe in which everything seems to go "our" way, but...
It's my first attempt, though, so please be gentle
. I WILL change several key characters and events so -for example- Erwin Rommel may or may not choose to join the Panzers. I will see. Comments are always welcome, though.
BTW, my nick is nijntjepluis (a little girl bunny rabbit from Dick Bruna's books - I believe she's called 'Miffy' in English, look her up on Google) but if wou want to address me, 'nijn' will do perfectly - that's what my wife calls me too.
And now...
A Teaser.
Bandeville, South-west of Paris, France - October 15th 1921
The morning was foggy but the fog was yellow and the trees were dead.
Germans strewn around a trench - some moaning, some silent. Operation Michael had succeeded and a German victory seemed certain. The Landser of List regiment felt they were being slaughtered for no reason whatsoever. The Russians were no longer a factor and the French, well, in Paris they still resisted fiercely but most were either dead or in Algeria.
On this day, Hanni, Rudolf and [CENSORED} (well, let's just call him Karl, then. -ed)
“Stormtroops Advancing Under Gas”, Otto Dix, 1924
So, again. Hanni, Rudolf and Karl were sitting in a trench. The stocks of French wine were gone and so were the women - at least the Parisiennes had had something to trade for their passage to safety. The war was nearly at an end, everybody knew that, they were going to go home and **** every German girl too. A lone Gefreiter, though, just sat in a corner with his head in his hands.
They never noticed the shell that was hurtling towards them.
Gefreiter Adolf Schicklgruber jumped up to deliver a few lines of rhetoric about the Heimat and doing their duty for the emperor when the shell landed and tore them all to shreds.
It's my first attempt, though, so please be gentle
BTW, my nick is nijntjepluis (a little girl bunny rabbit from Dick Bruna's books - I believe she's called 'Miffy' in English, look her up on Google) but if wou want to address me, 'nijn' will do perfectly - that's what my wife calls me too.
And now...
A Teaser.
Bandeville, South-west of Paris, France - October 15th 1921
The morning was foggy but the fog was yellow and the trees were dead.
Germans strewn around a trench - some moaning, some silent. Operation Michael had succeeded and a German victory seemed certain. The Landser of List regiment felt they were being slaughtered for no reason whatsoever. The Russians were no longer a factor and the French, well, in Paris they still resisted fiercely but most were either dead or in Algeria.
On this day, Hanni, Rudolf and [CENSORED} (well, let's just call him Karl, then. -ed)
“Stormtroops Advancing Under Gas”, Otto Dix, 1924
So, again. Hanni, Rudolf and Karl were sitting in a trench. The stocks of French wine were gone and so were the women - at least the Parisiennes had had something to trade for their passage to safety. The war was nearly at an end, everybody knew that, they were going to go home and **** every German girl too. A lone Gefreiter, though, just sat in a corner with his head in his hands.
They never noticed the shell that was hurtling towards them.
Gefreiter Adolf Schicklgruber jumped up to deliver a few lines of rhetoric about the Heimat and doing their duty for the emperor when the shell landed and tore them all to shreds.