He pulled his coat tighter around him. He had noticed that his body had a harder time retaining warmth the older he got. While he fortunately hadn’t lost any mental acuity, he had noticed that he wasn’t so fortunate physically. Old injuries were coming back to haunt him and a bout of pneumonia that he’d kept quiet the previous winter had come closer to killing him than he was prepared to admit. In recent days, he had made a big show of having Emperor Louis Ferdinand pushing him out but that was for the men. They needed him to be this bigger than life figure and he’d always be able to oblige until now. But he still had a couple more turns before he quit for good. He still had a city to take and an Emperor to beard in his den. Then he could retire with the satisfaction that he was leaving on his own terms this time.
And both parties would say 'Really, now?'.
If Molotov is lucky, he'll just spend a few decades in Torgau or Germersheim. He's too high rank to get out of the mess, and after nearly half a decade of war and hundred of thousands of casualties, Germany and the Soviet Union's neighbors would want their pound of flesh. I think Finland, for example would greet Molotov with open arms, a length of rope and a bar of soap.
Perhaps, but from his perspective it might be the difference between a quick, clean death and going out like Beria.
IIRC Beria's death was a spectacle because he had to be dragged kicking and screaming to the gallows. A hanging with the proper drop is usually quick and clean.
I remember reading that a common practice in some US prisons was to beat the condemned about the legs and body far enough in advance of the execution that the bruises would stiffen up and hurt too much to resist.
Right, but I'm sure he's wondering what exactly the Germans did to him to make him go like that...
Kat told him that a member of the Romanov family survived. And the Brits found out who leaked the Romanov's location and turned that network. Plus his German spy network was a fake. He already knew that she killed his assassination team.
"Yeah, you're a fucking failure, asshole. Enjoy your trip to hell."
I don't know as Molotov knows that though
I don't know as Molotov knows that though
Ugh I know there's no way Stalin gets captured alive (going out like Hitler or killed by his own cronies) but man oh man would I love for that mass murdering thug to get to meet our little Kat.
I don't think it would be a good idea for Kat's emotional or mental well-being for her to kill him with her trusty karambit. Let his cronies have the honor or let him stumble into an S-mine attached to a black cat.
I wasn't saying let Kat take him out. Just let her be the one to tell him while he's sitting in his cell prior to execution that she was responsible for foiling all of his and Beria's plans.
"I was the supreme leader of one of the most powerful nation's on Earth but this 120 lb girl played a big part in bringing me to my knees." - J. Stalin
I Think Cat is possibly getting more credit than she deserves now. She didn't run the spy rings, and didn't kill the assasination team. She took a bullit (maybe thats more impressive but still).
Uncovered Yes, run it, no.I'm pretty sure she uncovered the Soviet spy ring in Britain and I'm positive she uncovered and killed every single member of the assassination team that was sent to the palace.
Except for the nanny that was a Russian spy.
I wonder when this little fact gets known. I can imanige the alt.histories in which something different happens at Verdun.
Overall though, it was good news. Better than some of the things that were crossing his desk. The effort to determine the lessons of the war were already being discussed in Wunsdorf and there was to be a preliminary draft report on the recommendations for changes to the equipment and doctrine of the Heer. When Lang had been notified of this he had also been informed that the implementation of those recommendations would take years and it wasn’t going to be cheap. There was this business of wanting to replace every rifle and uniform.