Chapter 1: Unternehmen Weitsprung (29 November 1944)
Chapter 1: Unternehmen Weitsprung
Soviet Embassy in Tehran, Iran
29 November 1943, 11.04
General Secretary Joseph Stalin entered the room, looking at President Roosevelt and Prime Minister Churchill as he greeted them and sat down on the chair. The looks the three men exchanged reflected mutual suspicion for various reasons, but on the outside no one could sense this - the atmosphere was comfortable, and aside from the occasional awkward statement, the Big Three got on well with each other.
The matters to be discussed were many, but the USSR's leader was quick to bring up a crucial topic, that of the second front. Continuing yesterday's discussion on the Mediterranean strategy and the importance of different amphibious operations, he openly asked Churchill if he still supported the idea of executing OVERLORD in general. Marshal Stalin seemed to be much more reluctant about allowing Britain and America to focus on Mediterranean operations than expected, and the question of whether Overlord would be postponed was still up in the air. The debate was suddenly interrupted, when the doors opened, and a trusted Russian officer with a shining NKVD badge on his chest stormed in.
"Comrade Stalin, honourable gentlemen. We have received reports that German espionage operatives may att-"
The officer's announcement was cut short by a massive explosion, which blew out two of the room's walls, sending pieces of concrete and dust flying everywhere, and bringing the ceiling down as well. A few moments later, the embassy's space was nothing more than smoldering ruins.
11.06
The local NKVD regiment head was sitting in his desk, in an outpost just outside of the Embassy's premises. Around him, soldiers of the secret police and the army alike were protecting every square inch, as he was handing out orders and ensuring everything was in order. Then, a loud sound was heard from behind, followed by a shock wave that shook everything around him. Some files on the edge of his office fell. Feeling particularly concerned, he ran out, and saw the left side of the embassy completely destroyed by what must have been a powerful explosion. How the hell did this happen? Had German agents managed to pull this off? Were the great leaders of the Allied powers still alive? He had so many questions. In less than a second, he had grabbed the wireless.
"This is Arkadiev speaking, we've got an explosion in the Embassy. I repeat, we've got an explosion in the Embassy. Status of the VIPs unknown. Call Agayants immediately, Over."
Ivan Agayants, Chief of the Soviet Foreign Intelligence Service in Iran, was called one minute and twenty-four seconds after the explosion in Tehran. Before he could even inform the people he was subordinate to, he improvised a contingency plan in his head, and set out to achieve a variety of goals.
The top priority was to "confirm the well-being of the Allied leaders and Comrade General Secretary Stalin". After the local troops were hastily organized into task groups, eight of men were sent into the building's ruins, only to see crumbled walls and fires where the conference room used to be. The search for bodies almost seemed futile; there was no way the Big Three had survived.
Meanwhile, a perimeter was being established to ensure that, no matter what, the perpetrators of this attack would not be able to escape. Further away, more and more roads were locked down, and more NKVD agents were being sent. After all, everyone knew that it would be almost impossible for the German agents to get out of Iran's capital or the country in general. Roads, rail, air traffic and telegraph lines in and out of Tehran had been cut, the international border had been closed down and all radio broadcasts were cancelled. Despite all that, no reports of any worrying activity were reported by security forces, and many feared that the assassins had already slipped away.
Moscow, USSR
11.19 (10.53 local time)
"What do you mean they bypassed our defenses? The reports clearly stated that the German spy network in Iran had been completely wiped out! Are you telling me that Hitler's boys dropped in Tehran, rammed a car packed with explosives into the embassy and left?"
Arkadiev was unsure how to respond to Merkulov's question. Knowing that anything he said would be passed down straight to Beria sent chills down his spine. "Comrade… We are still unsure as to how the Germans pulled off an operation in Tehran, or what they used for this bombing. What we do know is that a group of what was allegedly German agents was dropped near Qum by parachute, but slipped through Vartanyan's intelligence group. They likely planned their operations in secret, and striked when the time was right. Despite our best efforts, we could not prevent it. Anyway, you have got to report it to the Politburo and the Central Committee - they must know as soon as possible."
"I will, don't worry. Now that the Comrade General Secretary is presumed dead, one must truly wonder what the future has in store for the motherland. Tell me, as the local head of operations, do you know what the status of the other high-profile participants from here are?"
"Yes. Molotov was missing at the time of the bombing, away on a meeting with the Iranian Foreign Minister. As for Voroshilov, he was present at the time of the bombing but survived, albeit not unscathed. He was injured, but an NKVD agent saved him from a worse fate."
"Good, good. Amidst all our unluckiness, some good things still happen. I am merely afraid that someone will be getting a bullet to their head for this."
"Let's hope that it won't be us."
London, United Kingdom
11.28 (9.02 local time)
Clement Attlee was quietly sipping a cup of coffee when the phone rang.
"Mr. Attlee! Horrific news have come from Iran! Mr. Churchill is dead, and so are his two counterparts from America and Russia!"
Even over the phone, it was easy to understand that Attlee was shocked by the news.
"It was an explosion, by these bloody Nazis I bet! The investigations on the ground are still ongoing, but Mr. Eden was not there, thankfully, and he will be coming to London as soon as possible. I need you to sort things out until he comes. Go talk with the King, and inform the rest of the War Cabinet. You're the first to hear these news, so be careful with who you're talking until Eden is back."
Washington D.C., United States
11.30 (3.04 local time)
"Mr. Vice President, wake up. Mr. Wallace? Mr. Wallace?"
The Vice President slowly opened his eyes, got out of the bed and opened the lights, seeing his secretary who looked quite anxious. "What is going on?" He asked. "Something about Tehran?"
-Yes, sir. There have been most unfortunate developments in Iran.
-What happened, then?
-The President was killed by a planned explosion that happened in the Soviet Embassy. Prime Minister Churchill and Marshal Stalin are also presumed to be dead.
-Dear lord… That is awful. Do we know who did such a horrible thing?
-Supposedly German agents, at least according to the NKVD. Listen, the President's death has not been confirmed yet, but we assume he is dead. I need you to prepare for taking the oath of office, probably at some point today. For now, you can go back to sleep.
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Hello everyone! This is a reboot of my old TL, Death in Tehran, where the alleged plan by Germany to kill the Allied leaders in the 1943 Tehran conference (Operation Long Jump) succeeds. The hope is for this iteration to actually last longer, as well as to be more in depth with better writing than the old one. The butterflies from this PoD and its effects will be quite extensive, so if you have an event in mind that would change or any ideas, feel free to tell me here or in PMs.
Soviet Embassy in Tehran, Iran
29 November 1943, 11.04
General Secretary Joseph Stalin entered the room, looking at President Roosevelt and Prime Minister Churchill as he greeted them and sat down on the chair. The looks the three men exchanged reflected mutual suspicion for various reasons, but on the outside no one could sense this - the atmosphere was comfortable, and aside from the occasional awkward statement, the Big Three got on well with each other.
The matters to be discussed were many, but the USSR's leader was quick to bring up a crucial topic, that of the second front. Continuing yesterday's discussion on the Mediterranean strategy and the importance of different amphibious operations, he openly asked Churchill if he still supported the idea of executing OVERLORD in general. Marshal Stalin seemed to be much more reluctant about allowing Britain and America to focus on Mediterranean operations than expected, and the question of whether Overlord would be postponed was still up in the air. The debate was suddenly interrupted, when the doors opened, and a trusted Russian officer with a shining NKVD badge on his chest stormed in.
"Comrade Stalin, honourable gentlemen. We have received reports that German espionage operatives may att-"
The officer's announcement was cut short by a massive explosion, which blew out two of the room's walls, sending pieces of concrete and dust flying everywhere, and bringing the ceiling down as well. A few moments later, the embassy's space was nothing more than smoldering ruins.
11.06
The local NKVD regiment head was sitting in his desk, in an outpost just outside of the Embassy's premises. Around him, soldiers of the secret police and the army alike were protecting every square inch, as he was handing out orders and ensuring everything was in order. Then, a loud sound was heard from behind, followed by a shock wave that shook everything around him. Some files on the edge of his office fell. Feeling particularly concerned, he ran out, and saw the left side of the embassy completely destroyed by what must have been a powerful explosion. How the hell did this happen? Had German agents managed to pull this off? Were the great leaders of the Allied powers still alive? He had so many questions. In less than a second, he had grabbed the wireless.
"This is Arkadiev speaking, we've got an explosion in the Embassy. I repeat, we've got an explosion in the Embassy. Status of the VIPs unknown. Call Agayants immediately, Over."
Ivan Agayants, Chief of the Soviet Foreign Intelligence Service in Iran, was called one minute and twenty-four seconds after the explosion in Tehran. Before he could even inform the people he was subordinate to, he improvised a contingency plan in his head, and set out to achieve a variety of goals.
The top priority was to "confirm the well-being of the Allied leaders and Comrade General Secretary Stalin". After the local troops were hastily organized into task groups, eight of men were sent into the building's ruins, only to see crumbled walls and fires where the conference room used to be. The search for bodies almost seemed futile; there was no way the Big Three had survived.
Meanwhile, a perimeter was being established to ensure that, no matter what, the perpetrators of this attack would not be able to escape. Further away, more and more roads were locked down, and more NKVD agents were being sent. After all, everyone knew that it would be almost impossible for the German agents to get out of Iran's capital or the country in general. Roads, rail, air traffic and telegraph lines in and out of Tehran had been cut, the international border had been closed down and all radio broadcasts were cancelled. Despite all that, no reports of any worrying activity were reported by security forces, and many feared that the assassins had already slipped away.
Moscow, USSR
11.19 (10.53 local time)
"What do you mean they bypassed our defenses? The reports clearly stated that the German spy network in Iran had been completely wiped out! Are you telling me that Hitler's boys dropped in Tehran, rammed a car packed with explosives into the embassy and left?"
Arkadiev was unsure how to respond to Merkulov's question. Knowing that anything he said would be passed down straight to Beria sent chills down his spine. "Comrade… We are still unsure as to how the Germans pulled off an operation in Tehran, or what they used for this bombing. What we do know is that a group of what was allegedly German agents was dropped near Qum by parachute, but slipped through Vartanyan's intelligence group. They likely planned their operations in secret, and striked when the time was right. Despite our best efforts, we could not prevent it. Anyway, you have got to report it to the Politburo and the Central Committee - they must know as soon as possible."
"I will, don't worry. Now that the Comrade General Secretary is presumed dead, one must truly wonder what the future has in store for the motherland. Tell me, as the local head of operations, do you know what the status of the other high-profile participants from here are?"
"Yes. Molotov was missing at the time of the bombing, away on a meeting with the Iranian Foreign Minister. As for Voroshilov, he was present at the time of the bombing but survived, albeit not unscathed. He was injured, but an NKVD agent saved him from a worse fate."
"Good, good. Amidst all our unluckiness, some good things still happen. I am merely afraid that someone will be getting a bullet to their head for this."
"Let's hope that it won't be us."
London, United Kingdom
11.28 (9.02 local time)
Clement Attlee was quietly sipping a cup of coffee when the phone rang.
"Mr. Attlee! Horrific news have come from Iran! Mr. Churchill is dead, and so are his two counterparts from America and Russia!"
Even over the phone, it was easy to understand that Attlee was shocked by the news.
"It was an explosion, by these bloody Nazis I bet! The investigations on the ground are still ongoing, but Mr. Eden was not there, thankfully, and he will be coming to London as soon as possible. I need you to sort things out until he comes. Go talk with the King, and inform the rest of the War Cabinet. You're the first to hear these news, so be careful with who you're talking until Eden is back."
Washington D.C., United States
11.30 (3.04 local time)
"Mr. Vice President, wake up. Mr. Wallace? Mr. Wallace?"
The Vice President slowly opened his eyes, got out of the bed and opened the lights, seeing his secretary who looked quite anxious. "What is going on?" He asked. "Something about Tehran?"
-Yes, sir. There have been most unfortunate developments in Iran.
-What happened, then?
-The President was killed by a planned explosion that happened in the Soviet Embassy. Prime Minister Churchill and Marshal Stalin are also presumed to be dead.
-Dear lord… That is awful. Do we know who did such a horrible thing?
-Supposedly German agents, at least according to the NKVD. Listen, the President's death has not been confirmed yet, but we assume he is dead. I need you to prepare for taking the oath of office, probably at some point today. For now, you can go back to sleep.
---
Hello everyone! This is a reboot of my old TL, Death in Tehran, where the alleged plan by Germany to kill the Allied leaders in the 1943 Tehran conference (Operation Long Jump) succeeds. The hope is for this iteration to actually last longer, as well as to be more in depth with better writing than the old one. The butterflies from this PoD and its effects will be quite extensive, so if you have an event in mind that would change or any ideas, feel free to tell me here or in PMs.
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