Just caught up. WOW!! Great story! Thanks!

Just two quick questions. What happened to the servant who let the 6 NKVD stooges into the palace that Kat off'd with her knife and their gun? I don't recall reading about her(?) fate. Also, is the guy still rotting in the prison near Stuttgart? Not the frenchy agent who blew up the Reichstag. Thanks!
 
Just caught up. WOW!! Great story! Thanks!

Just two quick questions. What happened to the servant who let the 6 NKVD stooges into the palace that Kat off'd with her knife and their gun? I don't recall reading about her(?) fate. Also, is the guy still rotting in the prison near Stuttgart? Not the frenchy agent who blew up the Reichstag. Thanks!
The first guy was killed (either by Kat, or by the Soviets).
 
Germany has great influence in Eastern Europe, the Balkans and Scandinavia, with some South American countries such as Argentina and Chile.
 
Germany has great influence in Eastern Europe, the Balkans and Scandinavia, with some South American countries such as Argentina and Chile.

As well as Australia.
They'll also have a far more positive image in Britain and the rest of the Empire too.
 
While watching Forgetting Sarah Marshall staring Jason Segal who was in How I Met Your Mother playing Marshall Erikson, I started to think about the Marshall Islands.

By now the United States should have RC-29s flying meteorological observational missions in international airspace from Wake Island to Guam and the USN performing oceanic survey studies in international waters off the coasts of the newly reclaimed islands that Germany lost to Japan, I have some questions.
IOTL the United States Navy used to govern some of the US possessions in the Pacific, would the KLM try to govern the islands saying that due to the close proximity to United States possessions that it needed to be in control of them?
IOTL the Northern Marianas, Caroline, and Marshall Islands were part of German New Guinea, now the New Guinea part belongs to Australia would there be a new name for for the collection of islands?
ITTL the Kaiser Wilhelm Institute is looking at a couple of the Marshall Islands to carry out some tests and the Luftwaffe is in charge of the physical security of the project, would Grand Admiral von Schmidt try to maneuver the Luftwaffe out of the way and have the Marine Infantry take over security and bring in the MA?
 
Just caught up. WOW!! Great story! Thanks!

Just two quick questions. What happened to the servant who let the 6 NKVD stooges into the palace that Kat off'd with her knife and their gun? I don't recall reading about her(?) fate.

The first guy was killed (either by Kat, or by the Soviets).

I thought the "insider" who let the six assassins into the palace was only wounded, I could be wrong........

It was a nursemaid and Kat buttstroked her with the SMG and broke her cheekbone.

Also, is the guy still rotting in the prison near Stuttgart? Not the frenchy agent who blew up the Reichstag. Thanks!

Forgot his name but AFAIK he's still there.

Edit: I think his name is Stoltz.
 
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Part 42, Chapter 540
Chapter Five Hundred Forty


1st May 1946

Knox Atoll

It had all been done in great secrecy. Under the cover of this being oil exploration, a very deep hole had been drilled. All the equipment had been flown in from Russia as soon as this sight was selected. The plane carrying “The Package” as well a handful of technicians under the direct supervision of Nessa and Klaus Fuchs had flown in via Australia in what was officially being called a long-range training flight by Lufthansa.

Other holes had been drilled for instruments to monitor the test. They began the process of arming the package and lowering it down the shaft surrounded by a plywood enclosure and taking care not to foul the cables that would control the device, a laborious process. They filled the shaft once everything was set up. It wasn’t lost on anyone that they were about as far from Germany as one could get and still be on the same planet. As the preparations were complete, the personnel had evacuated to the SMS Albatros. The Aircraft Carrier had been repurposed for a third career as a research vessel once hostilities had ended sparing her from the fate of the Fleet’s other Battleship conversion. The SMS Fischadler was in the process of being scrapped in Danzig.

Nessa looked at her watch, at one o’clock the timer on the surface would send a signal to detonate the explosives imploding the plutonium core. Then they would learn if they could control the Golem. She looked around at the blue sky and ocean. It wasn’t the first time it had occurred to her the absurdly dark comedy of their actions. They’d found paradise and were about to blow it up with hellfire. Nessa leaned on the rail, unconsciously echoing her father, and watched the atoll in the distance. She could hear the countdown on the bridge as it got down to zero…


Berkley, California

The geological anomaly was first detected at the University of California Geology Department. Something, not earthquake or volcanic activity was detected by the seismographs. Quick phone calls to Washington DC and Chicago confirmed that the same anomaly had been detected. Hours later it was determined that the anomaly appeared to be centered in the Southern Marshal Islands. A telegram sent to the Wilhelm Institute in Berlin gotten the response that they’d detected the same thing and were unaware of what may have caused it. Then the military had clamped down on all discussion. In Washington DC the President of the United States was taken aside and briefed. It was all just theory and conjecture at that point, but they might have a serious problem on their hands.


Kiel

The engineering seemed simple enough but the programing less so. In theory, both machines spoke the same language. The reality was that it was like two blind, deaf men who both happened to speak a rare dialect. Eventually Jacob had called his former understudy in Berlin, Konrad Zuse, to see if they had any similar projects going. To Jacob’s disappointment, they weren’t presently but after this conversation that would probably change in a hurry.

“It sounds like a question of programing” Zuse said.

“I know” Jacob replied, “But it’s not like I’ve weeks to spend on one problem these days.”

Zuse didn’t know it, but Jacob had already got a coded message from the Albatros regarding the ongoing experiment. Like if he wouldn’t have gotten conformation minutes after they lit that thing off. In the coming weeks the Navy would be scrambling to reestablish its priorities and Jacob’s job would be to oversee that process which was expected to be a mess.

“If I were in your shoes I’d just pass it off to a Doctoral student” Zuse said, “They live for that sort of thing.”

That actually hit on something that Jacob had discovered was a problem for the entire Fleet. They had people who had been trained to use the fire control computers, but they were stretched thin and most of them lacked the imagination to use the equipment in different ways. With the proposed rocket and computer systems that were in the offing the Navy would need hundreds of them in the near future. Jacob had figured that he might be able to train his own people when he had time, a prospect that seemed ever more remote.

“Do you have someone in mind?” Jacob asked.


Near Oranienburg

Every day was the same in this place. Grey concrete walls and steel bars. Anna once had a last name but that was long ago before she had been one of the few examples of someone adjudicated guilty of treason. At the conclusion of her trial the Magistrate had told her that if she were a man she would have been taken directly to the guillotine. Instead her life had been spared to this living death that her cooperation with the investigation had bought her. All that had gotten her was a life in protective custody. The criminal gangs had reach even into the women’s prisons and they had marked her for death. It may have seemed odd that such people would take matters like this so seriously but who said criminals couldn’t be patriots.

Hardly a day passed when Anna didn’t curse the pathetic, stupid person she’d been before. She’d always been a plain girl, training to be a nurse and caring for children had come naturally for her. But that had made her easy to seduce. Anna had learned a harsh lesson as she had cowered in the doorway as bullets few around the hallway. She remembered clearly the sharp smell of cordite and the coppery smell of blood as the man she thought she loved was torn apart by bursts of gunfire and the strength had gone out of her legs. It was then that Anna saw the girl, she’d come striding down the hallway blood already soaking into her clothes from injuries she didn’t feel and her eyes… Anna saw the pure madness that haunted her dreams there.

The door to Anna’s cell opened, it was odd because this was out of schedule. It wasn’t the guards. After six extremely long years they’d found a way to get to her. “Thank you” she said to the one who seemed to be in charge just before the knives came out.
 
“If I were in your shoes I’d just pass it off to a Doctoral student” Zuse said, “They live for that sort of thing.”

That actually hit on something that Jacob had discovered was a problem for the entire Fleet. They had people who had been trained to use the fire control computers, but they were stretched thin and most of them lacked the imagination to use the equipment in different ways. With the proposed rocket and computer systems that were in the offing the Navy would need hundreds of them in the near future. Jacob had figured that he might be able to train his own people when he had time, a prospect that seemed ever more remote.

“Do you have someone in mind?” Jacob asked.

Jacob has the perfect batch of candidates, if he'd think of them. Remember this?

Jacob was back in the Radio Room on his watch with Gunther as he listened to the radio traffic trying to identify potential threats or targets. Managing the radio traffic of the Moltke wasn’t a consideration when they radio silent like now. He looked at the sealed frame (just in case) by his work station, that had been a gift from Esther, it was a copy of the photograph from their wedding day. What had surprised him was just who had shown up.

He’d been expecting his and Esther’s families but there had been a surprising number of people who he knew from the Fleet who came. Jacob had conspired with Gunther to invite Otto, his partner. With him known to be a mutual friend of theirs it didn’t prove difficult. Then there were the radio operators from the other watches and from around 1 Scouting Group, some of whom he had known for years but had failed to realize that they were friends. How had he done that? Many of them had come.

It had never occurred to Jacob that the job attracted a certain type but it was obvious with them in the room. The word nebbish might have come to mind except he’d found himself stopping them from settling a debate about physics and electricity right there in the middle of the reception with a practical experiment. They were anything but helpless, somewhat dangerous in fact.
 
The "Red Nanny" finally gets a name and an exit stage right.

Manhattan will get a reboot but there will a new security team overseeing the project.
 
Part 42, Chapter 541
Chapter Five Hundred Forty-One


3rd May 1946

Kiel

Bert walked through the warehouse to the office following Admiral von Schmidt. There was an obvious question that came to mind. “Don’t you have your own people for this sort of thing?” He asked. Konrad Zuse had told him that this interview would be worth his while. Finding a warehouse with two aging fire control computers that Grand Admiral von Schmidt had acquired were not what he expected.

“This isn’t a project of the Kaiserliche Marine” Jacob replied, “This is a private venture of my own and the people who the Fleet trained to do this sort of work lack imagination.”

What Jacob wished was that the crowd of radio operators he’d known in his youth were still around. In the decades since the rules and procedures had tightened considerably. That meant that the job had changed considerably right when the Universities had grown more enticing.

“I’m sorry if this doesn’t look exactly like a very promising offer” Bert said.

“Perhaps this might interest you” Jacob said handing Albrecht one of his notebooks.

Bert flipped through it and what he saw was interesting. “This looks like an advanced version of Double V language” Bert said, “You did this?”

“What if I told you that Double V was a dumbed down version of the cipher you are holding in your hands?” Jacob said, “One I came up with almost two decades ago.”

“I’d say you were putting one over on me” Bert replied.

“Double V was a version of this that was simplified so that existing computers could run it” Jacob said, “I wanted to take another run at it with more modern machines.”

“Then why are you using those two relics out there?” Bert asked, referring to the two computers in the warehouse.

“Because the price was right” Jacob said, “I saved the Government the cost of disposing of them and they have a redeeming feature that you might not have thought of. They are of modular construction and self-contained.”

Bert looked at him, clearly not understanding what Jacob was getting at. The two computers were each the size of a boxcar, originally designed to sit deep inside the hull of a battleship and spit out a firing solution as fast as possible for the ships three batteries of guns. When those ships had come in for refit they had been replaced by a more modern and efficient design.

“They were designed to be repaired or modified in the field” Jacob said, “Perfect for what I have in mind.”

“Just what do you have in mind?” Bert asked, “If you don’t mind me asking.”

“Since I’m sure that Zuse is already working on it as we speak, I’m trying to figure out a way to get these computers to talk to each other, work in tandem” Jacob replied.

“Then why should I work with you?”

“Because you get to do that and work on this” Jacob said as he took the notebook from Bert’s hands.

Bert almost turned down the Admiral but then his last argument with his father came to his mind. The great Field Marshal von Richthofen had berated him for being risk adverse, for doing what was always safe. This project was anything but safe, but the rewards if it worked… The idea of the full version of the computer coding that he’d only known existed for a few minutes was exciting. It also answered several questions that he and his colleagues had for some time regarding Double V.


Wunsdorf-Zossen

Welcome home, now get back to work.

If Hans had to sum up the greeting that the 140th Regiment had received, then that was it. They had been surprised when they’d been told that from now on they were to act in concert with the 14th and 49th Regiments as the 8th Panzer Dragoon Brigade. They were also connected to the 103rd Motorized Artillery Regiment, the 5th Panzer Brigade, the 7th Recon Brigade and the 91st Air Defense Brigades. The Pioneer and Signals Battalions were left untouched. It was supposedly factoring in the lessons learned during the course of the war but to Hans it seemed like a whole lot of fixing things that weren’t broken. For him it was a whole lot of work, he found himself having to work closely with Officers in other Regiments who he’d never met before.

Into all of this, the implications of his upcoming marriage were starting to come into focus. He’d not thought about it the entire time he’d been in Manchuria and Korea but that meant that Helene was going to come to Wunsdorf. Basically, that meant getting to know her all over again. It had also reached his ears that there were those who thought that his choice of a bride was excellent if the goal was to advance his career. That couldn’t be further from the truth. Helene was his sister’s best friend and the reality of who her father was had caused him to duck that relationship as long as he could. In some respects, he was lucky that Helene had had none of that. Now that was weeks away and Hans had found himself looking at a house on base with Helene just last weekend. The Oberst was talking to him about sending him to Staff School in Grafenwöhr which meant that he was in line for promotion. His life was happening in a sudden rush and that had him on the verge of panic most of the time.

Currently, Hans was looking at the newest armored vehicle to join the Panzer Corps, the SPz-IV. Apparently, it had a rather extensive filtration system and a slightly different armor scheme than its predecessor. That he at least understood.
 
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Bert flipped through it and what he saw was interesting. “This looks like an advanced version of Double V language” Bert said, “You did this?”

“What if I told you that Double V was a dumbed down version of the cipher you are holding in your hands?” Jacob said, “One I came up with almost two decades ago.”

“I’d say you were putting one over on me” Bert replied.
So Bert it's going to learn the fine arts of cryptography, subtle snark and How to leave the world scratching their heads?

In other aspect, Admiral Schmidt is fairly tolerant of those who swing by the same team.

This comes to my mind if the British Intelligence decide what rather than let the bloody anti homosexuality laws in England cause them to lose Alan Turing, their best specialist in Computer Science, their best option would be to see if the Germans would be willing to take him for a few years, in exchange for some favours, an exchange of technology and such.

It would be rather amusing to see Bert, with his Junker Upbringing, even if being a nerd, adapting into working with the oddballs that Schmidt would likely start to recruit for his Wunsdorf Think Tank/Lab.....
 
This comes to my mind if the British Intelligence decide what rather than let the bloody anti homosexuality laws in England cause them to lose Alan Turing, their best specialist in Computer Science
To be fair to the decision makers of the day, Turing was almost unbelievably naive and went and informed the police that he had been robbed while in the process of (as was then the legal position) committing a crime. That is slightly trickier to sort out than calling an investigative team off before they amass significant evidence. However, that being said, it may play a bit differently TTL. It is difficult to assess what part homophobia may have played but, that aside, a senior intelligence officer who asked "Can we stay ahead of the Russians without him?" (which would have been the number one priority, no great commercial nous) would have got a cautious "Yes" in response OTL. So no hugely compelling reason to intervene. TTL, the same senior intelligence officer will ask "Can we stay ahead of the Jerries without him?" and will get "Most probably no" in response. He will then let fly a few expletives and go and have a word with the Chief Constable/Metropolitan Commissioner (can't remember what police force Turing went to). Or get Special Branch to mediate to the same purpose.
 
I don't think anyone would fall for that cover story.

Not these days, no. They would be laughed at. But in a world where only one country had a viable design, and no one has yet successfully detonated an atomic weapon, no one has any reason whatsoever to doubt it.
 
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