Survive as a World War II Soldier - Chapter 129



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#129

Those who gathered in London to fight against Nazi Germany were of various nationalities.

Because there was a government-in-exile of a country that was easily in the double digits here in London.

Of course, not all Allied nations were the same.

How can a country where the queen can buy a fighter jet using her private funds be the same as a country where she barely managed to escape with her body?

For that reason, of all the Allied nations present here, the one with the greatest say was naturally our United States.

Frankly speaking, if we, the United States, had not declared war on Japan and also started a war with Germany, this war would have ended right away.

How could Britain have fought Germany alone?

But we also had weaknesses.

Civilian control and elections.

Even though I was the president’s son-in-law and had served as the Army Chief of Staff and Minister of War, there was a line I had to keep. No, there was a line I could not cross, especially as a country.

What about other countries, where the final decision maker is right next to you?

What’s the problem with this? It takes time to make a final decision, but

“Watching a war right next to you is completely different from watching it from afar across the Atlantic.”

“That’s right. So, isn’t that why there are authors who talk nonsense when they forget?”

Even the General Staff, where soldiers gather, is in this state, so what can we say about the White House or Congress?

It wasn’t for nothing that I traveled back and forth across the Atlantic to Washington so many times.

There’s an election there.

It’s not that other countries don’t have elections, but the vast majority of them couldn’t do so even if they wanted to because they had lost their homeland, and Britain…

It’s like a fucking royal family.

But America was different.

And the presidential election that could change who holds the White House is next year.

“There seems to be a growing number of authors who are thinking of something else.”

“Isn’t that obvious?”

“The Soviet Union was a little better···.”

So the Soviet Union desperately wanted Roosevelt and the Democratic Party, who were conciliatory towards them, to remain in power.

They would really die there without our support right now.

In comparison, the intentions of other countries besides Britain and France were complicated.

“If the Republican Party takes power, we won’t be able to get out of the war, right?”

“Yes. Should we end a war that we have already won?”

“then···.”

It was only natural that he would think that some other guy might be better than that damn Roosevelt.

“You succeeded in winning a third term under the pretext of war, didn’t you? The war didn’t end like this···.”

“Aren’t soldiers the ones who fight on the battlefield anyway?”

“Considering what happened before and after, the Republican Party is definitely better than the Democratic Party.”

“That is true.”

Before the war, Britain considered the Reds to be more dangerous than the Fascists.

Of course, now that I know that the fascists I thought were less dangerous are actually crazy, my thoughts have changed a bit.

And to catch the madman, they even joined hands with the communists.

“That doesn’t mean the communists aren’t dangerous.”

“That’s right. Once those Nazis are gone, those commies will definitely change.”

Britain’s Russophobia was a genetic disease that had persisted for hundreds of years.

Add to that the recent phobia about communism and the politician’s obsessive pretension that we must look to the future and prepare for it, not the present…

“Isn’t it time to get rid of Roosevelt now?”

But they didn’t know.

How capable a man Roosevelt is, and how powerful the weapon he holds in his hands is.

Little Lady Mary, the cute and lovely blonde princess of the kingdom across the sea, with a presidential grandfather and a war hero father, broke Mr. Gallipoli’s head again today.

While attending various events, Mary’s words, blurted out without much thought, became a big story in the media.

-Little Lady Mary’s worries are moving-

-Little Lady Mary who doesn’t want to leave the White House-

A twelve-year-old boy elects his father or grandfather as president because he wants to live in the White House? You may wonder what kind of pigs and dogs the people think they are, but if that father is the first three-term incumbent president in American history or if that father is a war hero, then it makes a difference.

There was an inherent irrationality to crowd psychology.

It was burdensome to be the president’s son-in-law, but now you might even become the next owner of the White House?

After a hypothesis swept through Washington and London politics that no one said a word about, but which anyone with even a little bit of intelligence could not help knowing, I was able to gain authority that was incomparable to anything I had ever done before.

Thus, it was easier than expected to decide on Normandy as the landing point.

But deciding on a landing point wasn’t the end.

“We need to carry out a deception operation so that they don’t know where the landing point is.”

“Isn’t that obvious?”

Just think about Operation Mincemeat, the deception operation that was carried out before the landing in Sicily, and you can see how serious the British were about deception operations.

Even this operation was on a scale that could not be compared to that of Sicily.

Naturally, the Allied forces risked their lives on a deception operation.

First of all, the British sent cuckoos to ten thousand places.

“Are we really going there this time?”

“Really?”

Of course, I used the Balkan one last time, too.

“The royal family is definitely anti-German and anti-Nazi, so how long do you plan to cooperate with Germany?”

“That, that’s it.”

“Yes, I know. Last time, we were honestly very anxious and out of our minds.”

“Ahem.”

“You know that we are giving you this opportunity to return to your country now because we know that we made a mistake back then, right?”

They also spread a lot of groundnuts in Northern Europe.

Even,

“You must be realizing that your chances are running out now.”

“Huh. It’s enough if we just maintain neutrality…”

“But would that be enough to raise your voice properly after the war?”

During World War I, they even reached out to Turkey, a descendant of the Ottoman Empire, which had joined hands with Germany due to the famous Gallipoli incident.

The idea was to somehow strongly imply that we might be going somewhere other than France.

“But honestly, I don’t think the effect will be that great.”

“Of course not. Even I wouldn’t believe Jerry.”

Even a three-year-old child would have thought that France was the correct answer, and no matter how stupid the Germans were, this was a problem that would be difficult to fool.

In the end, this was the crux of the matter.

“Why don’t we just hide the fact that we’re landing in Normandy?”

“This is the only place where the Germans are likely to be fooled.”

The one that the staff all unanimously chose was Calais.

It was Calais, the very place the British had claimed as their intended landing site not long ago.

We had to make the Germans believe that we were going there.

“It would certainly look strange if we attacked Calais too much.”

“Let’s just burn down the entire French coastline.”

Although de Gaulle was horrified by some of the radical ideas, it was an effective method.

In addition, various stories poured in, and all feasible methods were approved without considering their effectiveness.

“I don’t care what the method is or how much the budget is. If it helps us fool the Germans even by 0.0001% and saves one more of our soldiers, then I’m happy with it.”

“All right.”

In world history, D-Day is June 6, 1944.

But because of my intervention, this time it was October 13, 1943.

D-Day was set, and I did my best to prepare better than the original history by squeezing out every memory I had.

“There are many more landing craft, and preparations are underway to build a temporary dock···.”

“The right to provide is almost perfect. I heard that the Luftwaffe has completely gone crazy these days.”

While Britain was ramping up its bombing campaign, our friends at the Air Corps were busy hunting the Luftwaffe, and as a result, the already tenuous German Air Force was on the verge of destruction.

“I’ve heard rumors that even women are being put on fighter jets.”

“Wow, isn’t that about as far as it can go?”

Female pilots were not that rare.

Even in our country, there was a female pilot named Earhart who achieved fame no less than Charles Lindbergh.

But there were no women in the cockpits of military fighter jets. To be precise, there were no female pilots assigned to combat units.

There is Kwon Ki-ok, who was given the nickname Nika during the Spanish Civil War a long time ago, and the wife of Ahn Chan-soo, who was in charge of controlling the bombs during the last Tokyo air raid, but they are not Americans.

It is true that their existence has become a topic of conversation, but at the same time

“How desperate do you have to be to put women on fighter jets?”

“Joseon? I heard there are a lot of women in combat units there?”

“Hey, I guess you really want to be independent.”

It was simply accepted as the sorrow and struggle of a small country desperately longing for independence. Incidentally, their existence became a clear example of the Korean people’s earnest desire for independence.

In any case, for the 20th century, especially for Americans, who were macho by default, sending women to the front lines of battle was the height of incompetence.

Of course, there were different interpretations in the women’s world, but it was not the trend.

And it was no different in Europe.

As the war continued, both industry and the military began to open their doors to women. However, the doors open to women were much narrower than those open to men of color, such as black men.

The tasks assigned to them were training camps, rear supply areas, and lower-level staff positions.

For pilots, most of their missions were test pilots or ferrying new aircraft from the factory to military bases.

“You didn’t catch the plane that was ferrying?”

“No. You can tell the difference by the fact that you haven’t learned combat maneuvers.”

Reports continued that they had received combat training, even if not proper, learning combat maneuvers and even machine gun fire.

“You really have gone too far.”

“I heard that the Soviet Union is continuing its fighting on the Eastern Front as well.”

The Battle of Stalingrad, which ended last February, was essentially a turning point on the Eastern Front. Common sense would dictate that he should have abandoned his plans to conquer the Soviet Union, but Hitler was no sane man.

After that, with our full support, the Soviet Union began to push Germany hard.

And so the Battle of the Dnieper River began last August.

Germany’s barely maintained supply lines were collapsing under the madness of the British Air Force’s air raids and our hunt for the Luftwaffe.

In that situation, there was no way to properly block the Soviet offensive.

The momentum of the German army, which had been rapidly advancing based on its strong armored forces and powerful air force, had long since disappeared without a trace.

In the end, the German army, which had been holding out, began to retreat to the west bank of the Dnieper River some time ago. And as always, the retreat was more difficult than the advance.

So the German army at that time was preoccupied with just maintaining the Eastern Front.

“We must launch the landing operation before the end of the Dnieper campaign.”

“yes.”

“The full moon of October rises on the 13th.”

“What’s the weather like that day?”

The problem was none other than the weather.

In Italy, bad weather at first glance seemed to be unfavorable to the operation, but in the end, it made the enemy let their guard down and contributed greatly to the success of the operation.

The same was true of Normandy in the history of the original.

On June 6th, the day the operation was carried out, a storm was pouring down on the sea off Normandy.

The German frontline forces had concluded that there was no way that there would be any crazy people who would go through that crazy sea and land. Thanks to this, the emergency alert that had been in effect was lifted, and the commanders even took advantage of the opportunity to move to the German mainland to conduct war games in preparation for an Allied invasion.

But it seemed like it would be difficult to expect such luck this time.

“The weather looks like it will be very nice that day.”

“okay?”

“Yes. The visibility is very bright with no clouds, so I think air support and airborne unit operations will proceed as planned.”

Yes, it would be good to catch the Germans off guard by using the bad weather, but it also seemed like it wouldn’t be a bad idea to utilize the airborne troops and air support, which were a total failure in the original history.

So D-Day was approaching with each passing moment.

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