The Ninth Crusade (my first TL)

Goldstein

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“Whatever the circumstances that may arise, wherever I am, there will be no Communism”
-Francisco Franco Bahamonde, Caudillo of Spain by the grace of God.


October the 6th, 1967.

Conscript Miguel Angel Ramirez was feeling alien to himself, totally focused in his own qualia, trying to isolate his fear as some deaf and distant noise. The sweat falling in drops from his forehead, the scorching wind moving his plates and the cross of Caravaca in his chest, the hardened and tanned faces around him, holding to their CETMEs, as sweated and nervous as him; the deafening flapping of the Bell UH-1 blades, the stench of the jungle and the black cigarettes in his nose and his throat. That was all that he could feel, like one could have said he was meditating, emptying his mind of every judgement beyond his inmediate reality, but he was simply scared and aswering to primal defense mechanisms. But that couldn't last, not in such a decisive moment. And so, suddenly, the reality of the situation, and that bit of reality that was himself, came back to him like a punch to his stomach and his face. The lush landscape in sunset around him and under him, Yolanda and his little boy, thousands of kilometers away, almost in the other edge of the world, a different world with an important spiritual role in the West, or so they said. The time when he took amphetamines to simulate a coronary disorder, and how he did not fool them. The foolish and maybe suicide plan he was a part of. Fear got closer and louder, and then he asked it, the emerging question, even though he knew there was no turning back, maybe to break that heavy illusion of silence in the smoke-filled cabin, that oppressed him more than his superiors' anger.

-My sergeant, you know they're gonna be very pissed off... do you?
-Ramirez, the Chinese can go fuck themselves.
-You know I'm not talking about the Chinese.
-Well, they can go fuck themselves too. We'll teach them how things get done. I'm sick of losing men playing hide and seek, while those Commie barbarians in the north laugh at us! Besides, we are taking orders from above, and we're gonna comply or die trying, am I talking clearly?
-Very clearly, my sergeant!
-I see... you look nervous. Well, let's put them nervous too. Let's anounce our arrival with some psychological warfare, right? Santos, play the record!
Conscript Fernando Santos grinned, threw his cigarette from the open side of the helicopter and obeyed cavalry sergeant Serna. From the speakers sounded something that would definitely inspire fear and confusion in their enemies. Soon followed the first desperate stings, the first points of incandescent light passing near the helicoper, the one tasked with giving support to the whole FAMET division that flew with them, the famed Aeromobile Army Ground Forces of Spain. Ramirez entered inside his automatic state again, just this time the fear was still there almost like a buzz near his ears and inside his chest, while taking his possition in the mounted machine gun and firing back with a rattle that deafened everything else.
-Showtime, men. Ramirez, do your prayers if you haven't done them yet!
-I can't! I'm shooting, my sergeant! -said Ramirez as loud as he could.
-Then pray and shoot! Pray and shoot!


From A brief history of Spain, Alejandro Salmerón, Alianza Editorial, 2007

“The position that Francoist Spain took regarding World War II can be divided in three clear stages. The first one, that can be traced until september 1942 (with the fall from grace of the minister of outer affairs Serrano Súñer) and the turning point of the Spanish outer policy in april 1943, is one of non-beligerance disguising a clear support of the Axis with its highest peak being the Hendaya interview of 1940, to which we will refer later. This support included, strikingly, pro-Japanese propaganda. The Japanese during the Spanish Civil War had been regarded due to their actions in China as a force against the spread of Communism. This support manifested from joining the anti-Comintern pact in 1939, to acts of espionage towards the Allies led by Serrano Súñer himself, and mainly by the actions of the first Blue Division in the Eastern Theatre(...)

...but in spite of this growing skepticism outside the Falange sector, this pro-Axis attitude manifested even in the most futile aspeccts of life. The names of the London and Paris hotels were changed to Rome and Berlin; the Russian Salad was renamed “National Salad”(...)

...it's in this second stage, and especially after the Japanese massacres in the Philippines, when within the Spanish outer policy started to appear the notion of the theory of the three wars. According to it, there was a war of the Western Powers against Germany in which Spain was neutral, a war of the Axis against Communism in which Spain was pro-Axis, and a war of the Western powers against the Japanese barbarism in which Spain was pro allies. In spite of this, the height of tensions between Spain and the United States would mark the third stage after the Laurel incident. When The pro-Japanese governor of the Philippines declared the independence of the isles and Spain sent a congratulation telegram, a heavy campaign of ridiculization towards Spain started, and there were filtrations that made Spain think that an American attack on them was inminent. Wether this threat was real of just a maneuvre to make Spain officialize its hostility towards Japan and cut the Spanish supplies of tungsten to the Axis, is beyond the scope of this work, but had Spain called the bet(...)[1]

...The Council of ministers that followed lasted three days and was one of those crucial moments in the History of Spain. After three more days in which Spain recovered the contact with the American diplomats, and an extraordinary reunion in Madrid between the Count of Jordana and the American ambassator in Spain, the third stage had begun. In the first of november of 1943, Spain unilaterally declared war to Japan. The fourth of november of that year, Spain would retire the remnants of the first Blue Division from the Soviet Union. Shortly thereafter, against all odds, the Spain of Francisco Franco had joined the Allied nations."

[1]Up to this, it's all OTL.

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Goldstein

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Yes! You went with it! Give us more! :D

Thanks :) I'll give more, I promise. I don't know how much time will pass between updates, but I'll try to find an equilibrium between researching, writing, and finishing a career that leads me nowhere. :rolleyes: Anyway I can say I don't plan this to be a doorstopper.
 
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So let's see...the first scene has Spanish troops in Vietnam, right? And the Spanish are heading north on a cross-border raid against the Chinese, if I read this right, to punish PRC support for the North Vietnamese. I wonder if this raid has the approval of MACV? :eek:

Very intriguing, please continue!
 

Goldstein

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So let's see...the first scene has Spanish troops in Vietnam, right? And the Spanish are heading north on a cross-border raid against the Chinese, if I read this right, to punish PRC support for the North Vietnamese. I wonder if this raid has the approval of MACV? :eek:

Very intriguing, please continue!

Yep, those are Spanish troops in Vietnam, and that's all I'm saying for now. The rest is wrong, I'm afraid.
 

Goldstein

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Holy...Franco's Spain is a member of the allies?! Wow, I never thought I'd see this in a timeline. :p

The truth is IOTL, from late 1943 to early 1945, Spain was seriously considering to declare war to Japan. This is a little known fact I'm having fun with. Making it join the allies is admitedly a bit of a stretch, considering Roosevelt's understandable uninterest, but Spain at the time seriously needed international recognition so I'm making it go for it. One can say the POD is that people in the council of ministers after the Laurel incindent get a bit more nervous about the filtrations and don't call America's bluff. Just wait and see, I'm already cooking an update.
 
The truth is IOTL, from late 1943 to early 1945, Spain was seriously considering to declare war to Japan. This is a little known fact I'm having fun with. Making it join the allies is admitedly a bit of a stretch, considering Roosevelt's understandable uninterest, but Spain at the time seriously needed international recognition so I'm making it go for it. One can say the POD is that people in the council of ministers after the Laurel incindent get a bit more nervous about the filtrations and don't call America's bluff. Just wait and see, I'm already cooking an update.

Why would Spain declare war on Japan though? Their empires do not at all collide.
 
Why would Spain declare war on Japan though? Their empires do not at all collide.

Mainly the treatment of the Philippines. They killed a lot of people in Manila, including a good part of the Spanish population ( still very high even after 50 years since loosing the colony ). IIRC they killed even their German allies ...

It was a stupid rage that cost Japan his entire ( quite feeble anyway ) spy ring in Europe ( I wonder about a Japanese spy ring built by Spanish and I laugh about the absurdity of all ... ) and more importantly their secret liaison between them and the German ( as Spain was not in the war could sent almost freely ships to Japan ).

IIRC Franco, during the Vietnam war was quite pro Vietminh ... funny I know, but it had to be with his hate ( and envy ) of the French ... and was asked several times for troops by the US and only sent medics ...

It´s an interesting premise, and I suppose ITTL the student protests in May of 68 are going to be interesting, in the Chinese sense of the word.
 
Why would Spain declare war on Japan though? Their empires do not at all collide.

Presumably because becoming one of the United Nations implies diplomatic recognition and a degree of friendly relations between Spain and the US, UK etc.

I can see why that could be very attractive to a fascist dictatorship who might be concerned that the vast armies, navies and air forces which the UN are building up could be turned against them when Italy and Germany have been mopped up...

So it's nothing to do with Japan, really.
 

Goldstein

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From www.kuikkupedia.com/second_blue_division

“The Spanish Volunteer Division number one of the U.S. Army, better known collectively as the second Blue Division, was a Spanish unit of volunteers organized by the minister of outer affairs, the Count of Jordana, that served between 1944 and 1945 in the American army during WWII, mainly in the Pacific theatre, which in deep contrast with the first Blue Division, was mockingly nicknamed in Spain as the “División Azul Marino” or “Marine Blue Division”. In spite of initial reluctance by Franklin Delano Roosevelt, who due to Francos's changing sympathies during the conflict, wanted Spain to go to war with the Japanese by herself, the poor state of the Spanish navy, the acquired experience and privileged information given by the first Blue Division, and the Spanish logistical complications derived of deploying a regular army, favoured this kind of direct collaboration. The base of them was composed of veteran Falangists and college students, many of those who were integrated in the American army had served before in the first Blue Division (though the Falangist elements of the unit were downplayed, they refused to abandon the distinctiveness of their blue shirts), and their numbers were near 25.000 men, significantly smaller than those of the first Blue Division. Their major involvement in amphibian missions would take place during the battles of Saipan, Leyte, Iwo Jima and Okinawa. Out of them, there were around 1.500 casualties and an estimation of 6.000 wounded and mutilated(...)

...According to the by then official doctrine of the Three Wars, the campaigns against the Japanese were presented as a priority for a Western civilization that was about to succumb against a swarm of sadistic pagans who worshipped their emperor as a God. The Spanish casualties during the Japanese invasion of the Philippines were constantly remembered, and a great part of the propaganda presented the new allignment as an act of revenge and retailation.”


October the 24th, 1944.

Some of them would have thought of it as a lost paradise, and some of them actually did, at least in the beginning of it all. Divided by a vertical mountain range, full of tropical jungle, of sandy beaches of crystal clear water, but also of treacherous swamps once you penetrated inland. There was the island of Leyte. If anything, a brutalized paradise, for the eye of the beholder wouldn't be fooled, once he detected the sinister silhouettes of the battleships against the purple sky of the breaking dawn in their battle lines, the air and the ground filled with human activity, fully dedicated to securing the beaches, to ressuply, to raid and to defend in their pillboxes and machinegun nests, a frantic stream of human activity moved by the art of war. For the Philippines were one of the main sources of rubber for the Japanese Empire, and it was of capital importace for its ressuply of fuel... and for Douglas McArthur's omen was now a reality: they were back. Against them were the troops of the Imperial Army led by the general Shiro Makino, but a strange, third actor came with the invading force. At first glance they looked American, but under their vests, their shirts presented shades of blue, and their American-styled helmets were marked with a shield, and the colors of the Spanish State in it. Let's take a closer look at them. Some feel out of place, and a few of them, the most sensitive ones, can perceive the surreal essence of the experience they're living. One of them in particular is absolutely sure that he's going to die in that island, and is sarcastically considering how nice and far away it is of a place to die, partially to mitigate his fear. He is wrong, but for the rest of his life he will feel like living on borrowed time. Some of them are not so poetic, like one of those two men in the swamps along with the 17th Infantry, frying Japanese soldiers from their positions with their flamethrowers. That one of them is not blinded by fanatism, but worse, he's is definitely enjoying it. He's not a man of poetry: he would be happy in any other place of the world as long as it involves suffering and carnage. His grin illuminated by the flames is terrifying even for his partner, who is indeed blinded by fanatism (God and Spain, motherfucker) and because of that he feels he's in the middle of a sacred mission, where they all should give a good example. They are not particularily disciplined, though (their superiors noticed that when they marched with condoms unrolled around the mouth of their rifles), and they are not particularily trusted. American propaganda movies have downplayed their presence as much as possible. One of them is still furious because an American soldier called him a fascist pig. Like that's an insult, he thinks. One of them finds hard to feel patriotic zeal with the mosquitoes around him and the mud covering his knees, receiving an impact in his left arm. The true face of war is clear to him, but there's no escape but going forward. Another simple man, again not one of those men of poetry, will still appreciate it like he were, as he's about to see something he will never forget. Another Japanese raid, far away and beyond the coast, something to which he's almost getting used, as they all are desperate and frustrated attempts so far... except this time one of the Japanese planes goes down and crashes against an American ship with a great blaze. He's one of the first human beings who had a glipmse of a kamikaze attack. Looks like in both sides fanatism is not unheard of. Definitely not in southern villages like Dagami, where the Japanese desperately try to stop the American tanks through suicide attacks. But it's all futile. By the end of this huge performance, in which the second Blue Division is nothing but a small cog wheel, the Japanese will retreat to the west side of the island, to the Ormoc valley, where the only important port left still doesn't rest in Allied hands. From there they will plan their counterattack, but by now the whole lot of them know that when this moment comes, they will be there.

From A brief history of Spain, Alejandro Salmerón, Alianza Editorial, 2007

“...Beyond the considerations of the impact the second Blue Division had in the Pacific War, Franco obtained from it something he seriously needed in that time: International recognition. Spain emerged as a valuable, though a bit unconfortable, American ally against the new menace of international Communism, and joined the United Nations as an original member in october the 24th, 1945. The scope of that unconfortableness would substantially increase once that(…)

...The cumulative total of aid given during the Marshall Plan from 1948 to 1951 ascended to 1.064 million U.S. Dollars of the time. The impact this has had in the Spanish Miracle of the 50s and 60s has been greatly overrated, as a great part of it went destinated to the modernization of the Spanish Army, preparing it to the role it would play during most of the Cold War”
 
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Oh man! Spain in vietnam! As a doctoral student studying the chieu hoi, I love this. There were spanish medics in the rvn in otl.
This is great!
 
Brilliant. Especially the way you have some of your translations from the Spanish have little inexpertly translated elements that make them sound more Spanish.

Also, "God and Spain, motherf***" is awesome. I think I'll make that my new sig line.
 
I like the religious zeal that some are fighting with. ;)

And I wonder how people in the US will think about American troops in Vietnam fighting alongside fascist fanatics. ;)
 

Goldstein

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Brilliant. Especially the way you have some of your translations from the Spanish have little inexpertly translated elements that make them sound more Spanish.

Also, "God and Spain, motherf***" is awesome. I think I'll make that my new sig line.

Thank you for praising even my poor english. Really, this lifts my ego.
 
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