Sorry to nitpick but Idowu is a Nigerian name rather than Cameroonian. Though they are neighbouring countries.

Good update, but I don't think Hitler would be that put out by an African orderly. OTL he held some African races in high regard due to their martial prowess e.g. Zulu's.
Yet believed France had been fatally weakened by allowing immigration of colored people.
But you have a point that in contrast to the supposed devious jewish people, he might find it altogether fitting to have a colored person take Care of him...
No matter from what side you look at him he is totally off.
 
Part 29, Chapter 326
Chapter Three Hundred Twenty-Six


6th July 1943

Wunsdorf-Zossen

Jacob’s return to Wunsdorf had brought many surprises, not the least of which was that the lab he’d established in the Abwehr building had been moved to its own sprawling building. It seemed like every facet of the sciences that he’d developed had become a department unto itself. He also couldn’t help but noticing the extreme security of this place. There were rumors that Abwehr had deeply infiltrated the research facilities in other nations, they were clearly taking no chances of that happening here. The other thing he noticed was that was that there was a lot of interdepartmental cooperation happening.

“This is so amazing, Sir” One of the researchers said as Jacob walked by “I’ve heard about what you did to start all this but never had a chance to meet you.” He’d been hearing this again and again since he had started the tour. These people had picked where he had left off and run with it.

“If I might ask what you are working on?” Jacob asked.

“Improving radar and how it works with aircraft transponders” The researcher said proudly. That was different. While Jacob had never worked on radar he understood how it worked and had been involved with its integration with the existing fire control systems.

“Impressive” Jacob said. The researcher smiled as Jacob continued on. He’d been saying that a lot during this tour. He’d seen a lot of impressive things. Improved radios, guided missiles, computers that could fit into a single large room. The Cryptology Department had remained under the direct control of Abwehr. There was also a direct link between this place and the Institution of Technology on Fischer Island.


Berlin

It was a tossup as to what was annoying Manfred von Richthofen more. The last round of letters from his house in Kleinburg or this dinner that had turned into an awkward affair. In Kleinburg it had become a long list of bad news. The house was going to cost more to rebuild than the initial estimate. Worse, the hunting stock that had been carefully managed by his family for decades had been decimated by the war and his own personal efforts in that regard had been set back decades.

Here in Berlin things were not a whole lot better. He had situations like this to contend with that involved being seated at the head of the table but acutely aware that the balance of power in this room did not favor him alone. It had shifted to the far end of the table at some point and the result was that he wasn’t challenged directly but simply ignored. Lothar and Käte were enjoying the meal talking about his continuing career in Lufthansa, war be damned. At the far end of the table Helene was having a lively discussion with her friends about the latest film that Field Marshal von Wolvogle’s daughter was working on.

Helene’s other friend watched everything with noticeable wariness. She had picked a chair with a full view of every entrance to this room. She was back to wearing old clothes and trying to make herself invisible while she wasn’t required to do anything else. Manfred could probably admit that he’d misjudged her. He’d thought that she little more than a guttersnipe. Now he could say that she was still a guttersnipe, just a very cunning and ambitious one. When Helene had met the girl, he’d worried that she would be a bad influence. The way things had shaken out he wondered if it was the other way around.

At least things were improving professionally. Manfred had received a series of phone calls from Reichlin-Lars regarding the test program that everyone was growing increasingly excited about. Once Focke-Wulf settled on a production model then the numbers would increase dramatically. This would be the first time since the Great War that the Luftwaffe would be fielding an airplane that was quantifiably superior to anything else in the world. To hope was that sometime in the next few months a surprise would be in store for enemy aircraft attempting to violate German airspace.

Manfred’s thoughts were interrupted when the tenor of the conversation changed. Did Helene just say that she was going to Warsaw?


Eastern Ukraine

Kurt was watching the landscape ahead through his binoculars. His Panther was parked at the end of a long draw that the road ran up and he had a bad feeling about this place. There had been enemy tank activity reported in this area but when he’d gotten here there it was quiet with nothing to see. In his estimation that was a bad sign because it meant that there was something waiting for him that he was not going to like.

“Anyone have eyes on enemy activity” Kurt said into the mic. That only got him a chorus of noes from the net.

“What’s the hold up?” The infantry Hauptmann yelled up at him.

“Because charging in blind gets you killed” Kurt yelled back, he didn’t care to listen to people who thought armor just tore straight ahead. He had a feeling that in spite of this being open country there was a clever ambush set up somewhere just ahead. The question he had was how to spring the trap without getting caught in it. Perhaps some recon by fire was in order.

It took a few minutes but Kurt got the specially built SPz-1 that coordinated Division communications and movement on the horn. They were able to patch him through to a nearby artillery brigade, perfect.

Kurt watched as the first ranging shot came in. It hit the top of a low hill in a puff of red smoke. Unless he was blind the Russian commander had probably seen that too and had just realized that his ambush was about to get rained on, and the drops would be of the 15cm sort. Once the corrections were called in a second ranging shot was fired, this one struck next to the road about two thirds of the way towards the top of the draw. Kurt called in that was perfect. A minute later dozens of high explosive shells started landing in the draw. There was a large secondary explosion as something up there was hit followed by a second.

Later they found the wreckage of a Russian armored column up the draw including a few of the new Russian heavies that would have eaten Kurt’s Panthers for breakfast.
 
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Part 29, Chapter 327
Chapter Three Hundred Twenty-Seven


19th July 1943

Hanoi, Vietnam

As of noon, local time, the 3rd Seebaitallon Infantry would no longer exist. It would become the 3rd Marine Infantry Division. They would no longer share personnel, equipment or fall under the command of the Heer. The three existing Marine Divisions would be the nucleus of a new Corps that would be entirely under the command of the Kaiserliche Marine. Word was that the Brass had been waiting for them to have a big victory under their belt before they made that announcement and the capture of Hanoi was considered a large enough victory.

Tilo looked at the announcement with mixed emotions. Sure, it was an acknowledgement that they had done well since they had arrived in Vietnam. At the same time, they had gotten something from their image as the unwanted castoffs who went into the jungle and kicked ass. It felt like they were losing that to a degree.

Tilo had roped Reier into his involvement with the MA, much to Reier’s displeasure. Tilo saw it as the best sort of payback. That was also about the time that Duc Phan caught up with them. The Vietnamese soldier had done well for himself since they had parted company with him shortly after la Drang. Tilo’s understanding was that he was milking his involvement with the German and French allies of Vietnam for all it was worth even going so far as accepting decorations from those nations for the involvement he’d had in the battles over the previous months.

Tilo hoped that they were ready. Because his understanding was that they were about to leave to do something in the far north-west of Vietnam where Vietnam, China, Laos and Burma all came together.


East of Shostka, Ukraine

Hans was sleeping during the early morning hours in an SPz-2 when it slammed to a halt sending him sliding on the bench seat into Soren who started swearing. It wasn’t as if this wasn’t the millionth time that this sort of thing had happened. Just once he wished that the drivers knew how to do something other than slam on the brakes when they wanted to stop. Then again if there really had been trouble then the drivers would have abruptly turned in that direction as opposed to just stopping. Hans opened the roof hatch to see what was happening and saw that they were in the middle of a long line of vehicles. The road was straight in either direction, cutting across fields. They were out in the middle of nowhere and there was no obvious reason why they were stopped.

Hans got out of the SPz and proceeded on foot past lorries and various types of armored vehicles until he got to the front of the column. What he found was two Unteroffizers arguing with each other about what they should do next.

“Both of you can shut up” Hans said, “Now what’s going on here?”

One of the Unteroffizers saw that Hans was an Oberfeld and wisely dropped his argument. The other kept right on talking, Hans gave him the stink eye until he too fell silent. He’d been saying something over and over about not exceeding orders.

“Now” Hans said in the tone of voice that said he wanted no arguments “Why are you holding us all up?”

“This is the Russian border” He said.

That was what this was all about? An Unteroffizer who looked barely old enough to shave afraid to cross an invisible line?

“Do I have to remind you why we are here in the first place?” Hans asked.

“No, Sir” The Unteroffizer said, getting the stink eye again he realized his mistake “Sorry, Spear, I didn’t mean to, Sir…er, sorry again.”

“Get back in your vehicle and get moving” Hans said, “Before the Brass catches wind of this and kicks the snot out of you or I decide to do it for them.”

The Unteroffizer scrambled to join his triumphant friend as they got into the eight-wheeled armored car that they drove and the column started moving again.

As Hans waited for the SPz to catch up to him he looked around. A patchy barbed wire fence and an abandoned guard shack marked the border. After all the back and forth across Ukraine and Poland they were now crossing into Russia itself. Hans was under no illusions that this thing was anywhere near over but this was a major milestone.

Reichlin-Lars Airfield

Joachim took off in the FW-252 V3 a few days after it had arrived. He had reached a couple of different conclusions. The revised control surfaces with the stabilizer and elevator moving as one unit. That was to improve how controllable the airplane was at high speeds was an interesting concept. However, he was also aware that it was all theoretical, his job was to see if it worked. The day before he’d done some tests putting the V3 into shallow dives. There had been complaints about the noise from the local communities after that but the engineers from Focke-Wulf had been excited when Joachim had told them he had no issues with Mach tuck. That system had worked.

The other thing, which involved what he was to do today was something that he was certain was going to get him killed. A binary fueled liquid rocket had been added to the tail boom. He was to climb to 8,000 meters then light the thing off while climbing. Easy enough provided that the mixture of the two volatile fuels didn’t blow him up. One of the engineers had told him that the rocket wasn’t for production, they just wanted to see what would happen.

Once Joachim reached altitude, he braced himself as he put his thumb on the switch. In a few seconds, this would either be one Hell of a ride or he’d be spread across half of Northern Germany. With a deep breath of the cold mixture in his oxygen mask, he flipped the switch.

Seconds later a deep shattering “BOOM!” was heard for hundreds of kilometers in every direction…
 
Supersonic--DEFINITELY. But is the aircraft at supersonic speeds in one direction, or many? And might this be used for something else altogether, like war rockets?
I an still loving this story..into Russia, Vietnam, and more, but things can't keep going this well. We haven't heard hide nor hair of Kido Butai...
 

FBKampfer

Banned
Well the Fw 252 would have been one of those Gen 1.5 fighters that could have potentially exceeded the sound barrier in a dive, so I'm hopeful.
 
The other thing, which involved what he was to do today was something that he was certain was going to get him killed. A binary fueled liquid rocket had been added to the tail boom. He was to climb to 8,000 meters then light the thing off while climbing. Easy enough provided that the mixture of the two volatile fuels didn’t blow him up. One of the engineers had told him that the rocket wasn’t for production, they just wanted to see what would happen.

Once Joachim reached altitude, he braced himself as he put his thumb on the switch. In a few seconds, this would either be one Hell of a ride or he’d be spread across half of Northern Germany. With a deep breath of the cold mixture in his oxygen mask, he flipped the switch.

Seconds later a deep shattering “BOOM!” was heard for hundreds of kilometers in every direction…
While amusing, Joachim its going to feel if like a Horse kicked him in the chest, for not talk of other consequences like bloodshot eyes or such. Think that this its way before better measures existed to deal with G-Forces. In the other side, its going to PISS off royally the Americans's competitive ego, specially as the Radar will detect and confirm that Marseillie just became the first man in breaching the Sound Speed Barrier. . .
 
I wondered when TTL analogue of Dien Bien Phu would come along, If it is to be Dien Bien Phu the question now is, who will be besieging who? and which side will be holding the valley?
 
Warning: (probable) Crack inbound! This has been bouncing around in my head after the "Not the battleship!" - it's incomplete so feel free to add to it.

[Still looking for punny name] is an ITL german action comedy serial set in the far east theatre during the second great war (OTL influences are MASH, A-Team and F-Troop - with a dose of BoB and The Pacific mixed in). It is mostly (dark) comedy, but can be pretty serious at times. The characters are often marginally veiled expys and at least in the beginning very one-dimensional. To whit:

The "Protagonists"
Leo - No-good mischief maker. Here because the alternative was the eastern front. Ends up with the MA, of all things.
Theo - World weary veteran of the first war. Standard mode of interaction is *grumble*The french grenades were explodier*grumble*. Pulls the others out of shit (with the Adm or japs) by virtue of seniority.
Tilo - Full name (Leutnant) Thilomedes von Schuchenbach. Kind of a death-seeker and romantic man. CO to the former two. Considers that his punishment for past sins.

The rest of the enlisted
[looking for a really puncuation shaking african name here] aka Der Spieß - The DI. One of v. Lettow-Vorbecks askari. Far, far more typically prussian and german than the rest. Thinks (and backs up) that everything less than five Japanese at the same time means that they are outnumbered. Fond of bajonets. Think "Give me a bullet and point me to Tokyo".
[there will be more people here]

The Brass
Adm. von Schneider (three guesses) - Constantly planning, constantly ahead of everything (yes, everything). Commander-in-chief of the Theatre. Factors the "creative faliures" of the rest of the cast into his plans. Announcements starting with "The Admiral has decided that..." are greeted with fear and joy by them. Fears only his wife who is never seen on the show, but manages to "get berlin in line" in one episode.
Major Knister - On loan from the army. Tanker. Arrogant, overly agressive and oversexed. Although very good at violence.
Hauptmann (Karl Eugen) v. Hochenfall - Descendant of Johann Fabrizius von Hochenfall (look up Prague defenestration). Aviator. His life is suffering. Later goes native after being rescued by the natives one time too many.
Kapitän zur See Felix von Luckner - Gets up to his OTL stuff. Serves as The Cavalry. Enlists the cast in stealing the Yamato. Thereafter being always reminded "The X, not the entire ship/fleet/base". Suggest ending the war by simply stealing the home islands.

The MA & Mariniers
Wilhelm - Quiet, serious, violent. Him showing up signalled the series getting more, well, serious. Likes knitting together with the rest of the squad.
Jochim van Voorn (spelling?) - Marinier officer. Brave to the point of being foolhardy. Will launch a boarding action against everything given the chance. Also tends to confuse the British and Japanese. Introduced after the MA made the show too dark. Got a lot of depth during the run, revealing the foolhardyness to be a coping mechanism.

The Non-KM:
Cpt. Mainwaring and Cm. Miller - RN, bosses rotate frequently due to "weak hearts".
Adm. Toko and Gen. Yama - IJN/IJA. Both have overly aggressive subordinates. Drink a lot to cope. "I have written a manual, detailing tactics for every occasion. Yet all my subordinates manage is 'Charge!'" *drinks*
The Monk - Crops up here and there, giving life advice. Written by german buddhist. Very calm.
 
Warning: (probable) Crack inbound! This has been bouncing around in my head after the "Not the battleship!" - it's incomplete so feel free to add to it.

[Still looking for punny name] is an ITL german action comedy serial set in the far east theatre during the second great war (OTL influences are MASH, A-Team and F-Troop - with a dose of BoB and The Pacific mixed in). It is mostly (dark) comedy, but can be pretty serious at times. The characters are often marginally veiled expys and at least in the beginning very one-dimensional. To whit:

The "Protagonists"
Leo - No-good mischief maker. Here because the alternative was the eastern front. Ends up with the MA, of all things.
Theo - World weary veteran of the first war. Standard mode of interaction is *grumble*The french grenades were explodier*grumble*. Pulls the others out of shit (with the Adm or japs) by virtue of seniority.
Tilo - Full name (Leutnant) Thilomedes von Schuchenbach. Kind of a death-seeker and romantic man. CO to the former two. Considers that his punishment for past sins.

The rest of the enlisted
[looking for a really puncuation shaking african name here] aka Der Spieß - The DI. One of v. Lettow-Vorbecks askari. Far, far more typically prussian and german than the rest. Thinks (and backs up) that everything less than five Japanese at the same time means that they are outnumbered. Fond of bajonets. Think "Give me a bullet and point me to Tokyo".
[there will be more people here]

The Brass
Adm. von Schneider (three guesses) - Constantly planning, constantly ahead of everything (yes, everything). Commander-in-chief of the Theatre. Factors the "creative faliures" of the rest of the cast into his plans. Announcements starting with "The Admiral has decided that..." are greeted with fear and joy by them. Fears only his wife who is never seen on the show, but manages to "get berlin in line" in one episode.
Major Knister - On loan from the army. Tanker. Arrogant, overly agressive and oversexed. Although very good at violence.
Hauptmann (Karl Eugen) v. Hochenfall - Descendant of Johann Fabrizius von Hochenfall (look up Prague defenestration). Aviator. His life is suffering. Later goes native after being rescued by the natives one time too many.
Kapitän zur See Felix von Luckner - Gets up to his OTL stuff. Serves as The Cavalry. Enlists the cast in stealing the Yamato. Thereafter being always reminded "The X, not the entire ship/fleet/base". Suggest ending the war by simply stealing the home islands.

The MA & Mariniers
Wilhelm - Quiet, serious, violent. Him showing up signalled the series getting more, well, serious. Likes knitting together with the rest of the squad.
Jochim van Voorn (spelling?) - Marinier officer. Brave to the point of being foolhardy. Will launch a boarding action against everything given the chance. Also tends to confuse the British and Japanese. Introduced after the MA made the show too dark. Got a lot of depth during the run, revealing the foolhardyness to be a coping mechanism.

The Non-KM:
Cpt. Mainwaring and Cm. Miller - RN, bosses rotate frequently due to "weak hearts".
Adm. Toko and Gen. Yama - IJN/IJA. Both have overly aggressive subordinates. Drink a lot to cope. "I have written a manual, detailing tactics for every occasion. Yet all my subordinates manage is 'Charge!'" *drinks*
The Monk - Crops up here and there, giving life advice. Written by german buddhist. Very calm.


I would like to see more like a mix from Magnum P.I. with a Pinch of Blackadder goes forth and "It ain't Half Hot Mum
 
I would like to see more like a mix from Magnum P.I. with a Pinch of Blackadder goes forth and "It ain't Half Hot Mum
Mayhaps. But to me OTL german TV fare is either super-serious or trying too hard to be funny (cabaret excepted). With no nazis and the subsequent retention of artistic talent in Germany, I think that would change into a semi-serious format. That and I would expect any series about the far-east-war to be an ensemble series. Also, who says this remained the only series, or such series? The Heer will not be sidelined...and the Ostfront has its own stories to tell.

In any case, I cooked up a few episodes:

Eisenherz (Iron heart) - Going mad in the jungle.
Hass (Hate) - Opens with the shadow of the admiral (recognisable due to his cap), being told "It is time." "Unfortunately it is." Serious close combat in the jungle. Night, rain, artillery, and crazy banzai charges. This is often cited as a counterpoint to Ernst Jünger (if he wrote ITL), that even men break. The japanese try to push the germans out of their positions.
Schmerz(pain) - The counterattack. Fresh equipment from europe has arrived, including rangefinders, radios, flamethrowers and battlerifles. Probably the most money shot episode of the series, with jungle buring and the battleships tearing up the coast. Theo dies, and the episode ends with the coffins of the germans. Then it pans out and shows the pyres and pits for the other side.

des Vaters (In the name of the father..., Lords Prayer, captitalisation is important)
On the other side. Japanese kid getting conscripted, trained and then shot by the silly main characters.

These three are the most serious and black moments in the series, with one critic commenting "It was like I had the wrong show.". It later turned out that the writing teams were working through their war in these episodes.

Geschwindigkeit (Spaß mit Pervitin) - thats the more "typical" episode, and remember, its a 70ties comedy.
The cast gets new medication against "Fatigue and low energy". The new puntive transfer, Lt. v. Krawalleinstein, orders everybody dosed to "bring some vitality to this assembly of layabouts". This causes everybody (including Maj. Knister, who really, really should be kept away from that stuff) to recieve a high dose. Features brutally overdriven Knister, the main characters imitating a japanese banzai charge and the Wolf brothers (pioneers, everything that either explodes or gives off light) building a tank-driven katana-chainsaw. Also, Maj. Knister tries for every woman (including those who just look like it).
 
I was wondering--did Seeadler make its famous raiding voyage.

Also, a butterfly from a shorter war: More windjammers are still afloat :D
 
I was wondering--did Seeadler make its famous raiding voyage.

Also, a butterfly from a shorter war: More windjammers are still afloat :D

You know what'd be a really fun ASB crossover? If the Seeadler crew from Spcaka's Sea Eagles TL showed up to this TL. Poor Stumpy would get an inexplicable number of visitors:
 
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