Stupid Luck and Happenstance, Thread III

You know ITTL its not going to be the shirts that hipsters wear in the 00 s, its going to be Kiki shirts with Fuck Disney as the tag line. That's going to an interesting journey for the two of them, and long... It will certainly be an epic story in its own right unless they are rescued.
 
To really know they are in the deep part of the septic tank, when the government sheet metal factory starts making Scarecats by the ton, you need to run home and hide. And hope you don't find one in your bed.
Or under your bed, for that matter. Even worse, finding one on the inside of your toilet door... after you've just sat down. And realised that you just heard an ominous click.

I think that Kiki and Che are going to find themselves stumbling across a certain Argentine landowner who just happened to work for the Abwehr once upon a time. That should speed things up a little. If not, and if Kiki really is pregnant, which the nightmares might also be an indicator of, then their journey through the Andes during a war will truly be an epic adventure.
 
Part 121, Chapter 2037
Chapter Two Thousand Thirty-Seven



31st December 1970

Rio Gallegos, Argentina

“By the time we got there, the Iltis had been picked clean by the locals and it took some doing to find out the rest” Manfred said to Oberstlieutenant Schier, “It was hit by fire from the air, and we recovered the remains of four of our men. The locals said that two others escaped with minor injuries. A man and a woman. They were last seen traveling north.”

“Very well Oberlieutenant Mischner” Schier said, “You are dismissed.”

It was obvious to Manfred that he was not pleased to get that news. Sneaking in and out of the city, past the entrenched Chilean Division surrounding the city, complicated matters. Searching for one missing Iltis had been a tall order. The 7th Recon had managed it, because that was the sort of mission they had been formed to perform.

The 7th Recon had also gathered a considerable amount of intelligence about what was happening outside the city. Martzel Ibarra had been busy. The people of this region were scattered across dozens of estates and imposing any sort of organization would be like herding cats and he had pulled it off to a degree. They had been fighting a guerilla war and Manfred had included mention of it in his reports as something that they needed to provide material support to. That was a rare bit of good news, something that had been in short supply since word had reached them that the 5th Panzer Battalion had been redirected to Comodoro Rivadavia to help the Argentine Army hold the line there. Manfred had pointed out that if the Panzers were here, they could break the siege and gut the Chileans from behind. He had been told that same argument had been made at the highest levels. Just defending the Petroleum Industry of Argentina was more important if they were going to keep them in the fight.

As Manfred walked across the Naval Yard, he saw that Oberstaber Jost Schultz was waiting for him.

“Gather a dozen volunteers” Manfred said, “I’m tired of sitting around here with our thumb up our ass. It’s time we got into the fight ourselves.”

“Yes, Sir” Jost said clicking his heels, his eyes alight. Manfred knew that was music to the Oberstaber’s ears, but he didn’t care. He was tired of sneaking around and wanted to make some noise to ring in the new year.



Córdoba, Argentina

It had been a long flight done in multiple stages as the Schlasta 5 Squadron from the 18th SKG, taking several days as the logistics had to be worked out before they could leave for the next leg. From Berlin-Brandenburg to Madrid, then onto the Cape Verde, and finally the longest leg to Buenos Aires avoiding Brazilian Airspace. They had only been given a few days of rest before being sent to Córdoba, located smack dab in the middle of Argentina. There was supposedly no point in this country that was out of reach for the 18th SKG. It was something that suited Ben, because he could see on a map that Santiago was within easy reach and he was planning on paying them a visit or two that they would not be forgetting. It was something that he might not have been inclined to do before, but Friedrich had told him that little piece of information that had changed the entire equation and left Ben sputtering in helpless outrage.

That wasn’t to say that there wasn’t other work to be done in the meantime. Ben laid the throttle on as the Orkan sped down the runway. Spark took off seconds after he did and the two of them took a westerly course before turning south. That was when they heard from ground control that there were two fast moving targets that were eastbound at eight thousand meters, and their transponders were not squawking the right signals. Meaning that they were fair game.

Ben could hear Wim and Kozlov, Spark’s System Operator, conferring in their jargon as they confirmed radar lock on the two targets. Ben waited until they were within a hundred kilometers before he launched two Sperling missiles. The two targets continued on their course and altitude, they had to know that they had been painted by search radar but were trying to outpace interception. It was something that might have worked in the past, it was just that the rules had changed as four Sperlings sped at them at several times the speed of sound. When they closed to within a kilometer, the radar seekers on the Sperlings went active. To the men on those airplanes, their threat indicators would have read it as a missile launch right on top of them. There was little time to react.

“Splash one” Wim said as they watched the attempted evasive maneuvers through the radar scope. This was followed seconds later, by “Splash two.”

Even as it happened Ben knew that it would not be this easy in the future. The other side would quickly adapt, and there were very few Sperling missiles available. It would rapidly become the same desperate fight that had existed over Korea.

Hours later, after Ben had landed, they received a phone call saying that the wreckage of two F-11C Tigers had been found near General Alvear. The rest of the Squadron was overjoyed by that, not only was it their first kills in this conflict, but this meant that Ben had finally passed the number required to earn the Military Class of the Blue Max, for real. As far as they knew he was the first man to win both the Civil and Military Award in decades. Watching them he realized that it wasn’t what was important to him anymore.
 
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Chapter Two Thousand Thirty-Seven

... Hours later, after Ben had landed, they received a phone call saying that the wreckage of two F-11C Tigers had been found near General Alvear. The rest of the Squadron was overjoyed by that, not only was it their first kills in this conflict, but this meant that Ben had finally passed the number required to earn the Military Class of the Blue Max, for real. As far as they knew he was the first man to win both the Civil and Military Award in decades. Watching them he realized that it wasn’t what was important to him anymore.
Bad omens there with the potential death of US 'ring in' pilots at the hands of the Germans - sadly, this is the human cost of a very deniable mission where US 'volunteers' are flying with the Chilean airforce.
 
If the pilots that Ben shot down are Americans and are dead then the DOD will classify their deaths as “training accidents” but an enterprising reporter like Seymour Hirsch of the New York Times or Hunter S. Thompson could uncover that it was a CIA operation all along and then things get real. But on the other hand if the pilots are captured alive then the cover stories go out the window immediately and the United States loses a lot of credibility.
 
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“Gather a dozen volunteers” Manfred said, “I’m tired of sitting around here with our thumb up our ass. It’s time we got into the fight ourselves.”
A von Mischner is going hunting, and doing so in the traditional manner of his paternal aunt.
They had only been given a few days of rest before being sent to Córdoba, located smack dab in the middle of Argentina. There was supposedly no point in this country that was out of reach for the 18th SKG. It was something that suited Ben, because he could see on a map that Santiago was within easy reach and he was planning on paying them a visit or two that they would not be forgetting. It was something that he might not have been inclined to do before, but Friedrich had told him that little piece of information that had changed the entire equation and left Ben sputtering in helpless outrage.
Target Alpha: Presidential Palace (preferably while occupied by the incumbent)
Target Bravo: Airforce headquarters (Reasons)
Target Charlie: Army headquarters (see above)
Hours later, after Ben had landed, they received a phone call saying that the wreckage of two F-11C Tigers had been found near General Alvear. The rest of the Squadron was overjoyed by that, not only was it their first kills in this conflict, but this meant that Ben had finally passed the number required to earn the Military Class of the Blue Max, for real. As far as they knew he was the first man to win both the Civil and Military Award in decades. Watching them he realized that it wasn’t what was important to him anymore.
Fellow pilot: "What's up with him? He's guaranteed the Blue Max! Ouch! Hey, that hurt!"
Wim (who has just smacked other pilot across the back of his head): "He'd rather have his wife back."
 

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If the rocket is at Mach 3 and lights the radar 1 km out it means the warning systems and the pilot together have one bare second to react. Jet fighters do have pretty fast reflexes but there is a limit to what you can do in such a timeframe.
 
Ninjas, I forgot about the NInjas. With Japan allied with Germany we might get to see Ninjas pop up even. Also the Australians haven't showed up for a while, imagine a group of Aboriginal Bush Ranges lead by Captain Mick Dundee showing up.
Just think of what we can have here:
Hellcats lead by Herself in person.
Sea Lions lead by Tilo and Reir
A detachment of the 7th Recon lead by Manfred and Jost
The SBS and SAS from Her sister in laws country
Ninjas from her other sister in laws country and mother of the Heir apparent
Aboriginal Bush Rangers lead by Mick Dundee
Spetnaz from her Mothers country lead by St Gia's husband Feyodor himself
Guerillas trained by Martzel Ibarra from the original group formed by the Senior Schultz himself.
Aircover provided by Ben and his friends, all competing against one another to be the best.
and Finally Kiki herself with Che going on a walk about in the middle of a war zone.

What's the worst that could happen.
 
Jost is probably the last soldier in the Heer who has been personally trained by the legendary Walter "Mad Dog" von Horst himself and there is a lot of institutional memory in that.
I hope that Jost meets up with Tilo and Reier in some capacity.

Ritchie is most likely is going to be called up because he speaks Spanish and guess what is spoken in Argentina and Chile.
What would be ironic is if Kiki and Ritchie find themselves facing each other and the moral dilemmas that will ensures.
 
What would be ironic is if Kiki and Ritchie find themselves facing each other and the moral dilemmas that will ensures.
The way Richie has been written, in this situation, the only dilemma he would face is whether to tell his bosses to go fuck themselves in English or Spanish.

Any American "advisors", once they have the situation explained to them on the ground would go the same way. For all the glue huffing stupidity of their bosses, the troops on the ground have generally been written as solid, stand up guys who seem a lot more switched on than those in the back office.

The LAPD would be happy, means they get Richie back full time without any reserve commitments.
And LA may find itself very popular with German tourists, especially the Hispanic areas.
 
Jost is probably the last soldier in the Heer who has been personally trained by the legendary Walter "Mad Dog" von Horst himself and there is a lot of institutional memory in that.
I hope that Jost meets up with Tilo and Reier in some capacity.
Jost is more than likely one of the few people who could just walk right into Tilo's HQ, right into his office and put his feet up on his desk. Mainly because Reir knows that he is 1. Tilo's older brother and 2. would get Tilo going so Reir could have a good laugh.
Next to the Tigress showing up out of no where to visit this would be the funniest one.

Always wondered what happens when the Schultz family gets together on the battlefield.
 
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