A World at War

Dear Sir,

I´ve been lurking these forums for ten years now (I´m serious). This is the first time that I´ve felt the need to respond. Please, please, please continue this story. If you´ve deleted the savegames then thats OK. If that´s the case, write another story. You´re great and I love reading your work. Keep it up!

Best Wishes,
A Fan
 
okay okay. I'm not sure if isdeasdeusde isn't just another nom de plume for Sparthage, but it doesn't matter. :)

So I will put it to the readers as to what would be preferred

1. Continue the story so I can watch America be overrun by the Soviet hordes
2. Enough already with this story. Time for the world to be at peace.
3. New story- "World at War Redux- Democracy Strikes Back." (FDR/America)
4. New story- "Willy and Me", An AOI 4 story as Austria/Hungary partners with Kaiser Wilhelm
5. Your suggestion here.
 
If you get a new name, you carry over your post. So he would have to have registered with a new email at least.

Vote for #3. Second choice #4.
 
I don't think even Sparthage would do such a thing... [whistles innocently] :thumbsup:

Anyway, I vote for #3, I would just modify it so everything is the same but switch the player to America. But take it easy on yourself and play at warlord or something. In America's position playing at Sid would be like the AI "playing" on chieftain. I mean more then just the production bonus....
 
I´m not Sparthage (or am I?). No, I´m not.
Anyway, #3 would indeed be wicked cool. Still, seeing an all red world and having comrade Stalin be declared emperor of the world would also be awesome.

Glad I was able to CPR-bump this thread back into existence.
 
I'll give it another day or so. Playing the US in the context of this current game isn't likely though. It would probably be a fresh start with self-imposed rules for play balancing.
 
Say the Red Army had a disaster and delete half their unit's then play as the USA in the "current" situation. ;)
 
I'm not Sparthage, either.

I'd like to see America & Canada banged up a bit more before you move on--if only because the Gulf Coast and continental interior again seems to be slighted again as a region of the world worthy of being conquered. For my taste it doesn't need to be told in quite such excruciating detail.

But I have a question about the mod. When you overran the British capital in Africa, the imperial headquarters moved to a fairly obscure city on the Canadian coast rather than moving to one of the big cities in Canada or Australia. Just about any version of civ I've played has the AI move its new capital to the biggest city in the empire when the old one is overrun. How come this version moved it to a size one village?
 
Alright comrades, the Soviet offensive will resume. And yes, the details won't be quite as excruciating :-)

I don't have the save from when Wolfs Bay became the capital on week 43, 1943. I can tell you at the end of 1942 it was pop 25, just about the largest city Britain had outside of England itself. It was only size 1 later as a result of massive bombing missions from the Red Army Air Force.
 
Red Gate Woods, Cook County, Illinois
August 14, 1944 07:15 AM



The U.S. Army staff car had been on the road for a little over an hour. Its destination: a non-descript facility that most locals knew little about other than the guards along the fence perimeter had seemed rather tense lately. Inside, General George S. Patton commander of 3rd Army had been called to a meeting on short notice, the purpose of which had not been revealed to him.

Goddam bastards in Chicago think I have time for this? I need to be back east with my men, fighting with every means at our disposal to drive those Russians into the Atlantic. What the hell is so important that I have to be in this God-forsaken place?

As the staff car pulled up to the central compond, it came to a stop behind a similar vehicle, bearing the markings of another general officer. A moment after Patton existed his sedan, emerging from the lead vehicle was a man readily recognized by his signature corn-cob pipe.

Doug, how the hell are you?

Great George, except you’re left doing all the fighting while I’m out west waiting for something to happen. General Douglas MacArthur, commander of U.S. II Army Group, was responsible for the nation’s defense west of the Mississippi River. His troops were on the alert for a landing by Marshal Koniev’s forces that were thought to be somewhere at sea in the vicinity of the Hawaiian Islands.

I’ve tried to convince General Marshall to release my units for the fight out in your neck of the woods, but he's sure Stalin is going to pop up on the west coast somewhere. It just isn’t right, you having to bear the brunt of all this.

I know, replied General Patton. I’ve asked Ike when he’s going to send me some help so we can send all those damn Bolsheviks to hell. But he keeps telling me to do the best I can. It’s an outright crime that so many of our boys are taking the beating they are. But we’re not done yet, not by a damn sight.

Both men understood the grim reality facing the country, yet neither understood the purpose for being summoned to this place. Their answer was soon in coming.

Excuse me, gentlemen, will you come this way please? The army colonel who greeted them led them to a small administration building. Inside, they walked down a short corridor and entered a small conference room. Waiting for them was none other than the U.S. Army Chief of Staff, General George C. Marshall.

Doug, George, I’m glad you could make it. Time is short so I will be brief. General Eisenhower is not here, because he is attending a separate briefing at another location in Canada with our British allies. For the past 3 months, the War Department has been analyzing the current military situation. It is this situation that I briefed the President on two days ago. The inescapable conclusion is that our country will be forced to accept terms of unconditional surrender to the Soviet Union within twelve to eighteen months. Our military leadership is first rate, our political support unwavering, our fighting men show great resolve and courage, and our men and women on the home front are putting on a magnificent effort to keep our factories humming day and night. But we must face the facts. With Stalin in control of the industrial strength of the world outside the Western Hemisphere, it must only be a matter of time before our men and materials and ultimately our will to resist are simply exhausted. These are not facts I want to have to contend with, but they are the facts that will ultimately decide our fate.

General Patton was in a state of controlled fury.

Excuse me sir, but with due respect to the department, their conclusions are total horsecrap. If our forces had not been wandering months ago in the Canadian wilderness defending British interests in the region of Wolf’s Bay, then we would certainly have had the strength to ward off those communists when they arrived off the coast of Maine. And I don’t give a damn what they have outside of the Americas now, our fighting men can get these commie bastards off our shores. If you will simply authorize releasing the troops in the west, then we can make Uncle Joe’s boys scream like a raped ape!

General Marshall took Patton’s retort in stride. George, I understand your passion. I don’t doubt your faith for one moment. But Koniev is waiting out there somewhere off the west coast, and under the circumstances to strip our western defenses bare is a gamble we can’t afford to take.

Now it was MacArthur’s turn. General Marshall, surely you don’t suggest that we surrender to our enemy while our country still has the moral will to resist, do you?

No Doug, I am suggesting that conventional warfare will only carry us so far. Time is running out for our nation, and we must find a way to reverse the situation through unconventional means if we are to survive.

Sir, if you are talking about guerilla warfare…

No Doug, I am not. The fact that I summoned you and George to this location is no coincidence. General Marshall then gestured to the door of the conference room. An aide opened the door and two men entered, one a brigadier general and the other a civilian.

George, Doug, this is General Leslie Grove, heading up what has been code-named the Manhattan Project. This other gentleman is Dr. Robert Oppenheimer, the civilian project director. Dr. Oppenheimer, will you please explain the purpose of this meeting?

It is my pleasure, General Marshall. General Patton, General MacArthur, welcome to Red Gate Woods. You are currently at a top-secret scientific installation, one of several tasked with developing atomic energy for military purposes. The development of atomic power has the potential to change the nature of warfare unlike anything in the history of the human race. We know that the Germans were and the Russians currently are working on programs along similar lines. Atomic energy if successfully harnessed in the form of an explosive device we believe will create a destructive force that should devastate a target area constituting several square miles. One bomb would quite possibly do an amount of damage similar if not greater than a thousand of our bombers could deliver. This force goes far beyond any weapon ever conceived, and my colleagues and I are convinced that the ability to create such a device is within reach. Our chief problem is that we need time to turn this force into a viable weapon, and we are looking to our armed forces to give us that time.

General MacArthur listened with intent. Very interesting. So you’re saying if we can hold off the Russians long enough, your people can give us the means to inflict massive casualties on them? To what end?

General Marshall now took up the conversation. If you’re thinking victory, Doug, I would not hold out too great a hope. No, quite frankly I believe at this stage the best we could hope for would be an agreement for them to vacate their troops from the continent. And given the alternative we are currently facing, that would be enough me to recommend that the President agree to such terms if they could be had. In any event, if we are in agreement as to the understanding of the mission, we can now proceed to the details. And your mission is by no means going to be an easy one. Leslie, it’s time to lay it all out on the table.

General Grove now spoke. Certainly General. Our chief problem besides the time factor is this- our primary research facilities are not particularly mobile. In fact, they are quite static. There are three, if you will refer to this map here. The first is in Oak Ridge, Tennessee. The second in Hanford, Washington state, and the third in Los Alamos, New Mexico. Each is focused on a unique aspect of atomic weapons development. The loss of any of the three facilities could potentially cripple the program. Dr. Oppenheimer and I would make every effort to evacuate our people from a site in the event of its possible capture by the Russians. But the facts are that any time moving people about is time lost in development, and some of the equipment we are dealing with would likely have to be destroyed to prevent its capture. That by itself could put our entire project in jeopardy.

General Marshall chimed in. And Doug, that is why I’ve kept you out west, away from the fighting. If Koniev landed in Washington state and simply stumbled onto the Hanford facility, not even knowing what it was for, it would quite possibly mean the end of any chance to force Stalin to the bargaining table. And so, the geography dictates the mission. II Army Group must prevent the capture of Hanford and Los Alamos. And George, your mission is even more difficult. You and 3rd Army have to keep Zhukov and his generals at arms length from Oak Ridge and you have to do it for at least the next twelve months. The Army Air Corps has been significantly ramping up capabilities over the last several months in preparation for supporting the ground troops. Republic Aircraft has been turning out large numbers of P-47 fighter bombers that we hope will give us a fighting chance to pull this off. Make no mistake, the odds are heavily stacked in our enemy’s favor. But I can’t imagine two men more qualified to give us a chance. Any questions?

Just one for me, said MacArthur. What latest intelligence do we have that will tell us where Koniev is likely to appear?

Marshall replied, Our best guess is southern California, possibly the Baja Peninsula. With the Russians in control of the Hawaiian Islands, that would be the most direct invasion route. George, what about you, what questions do you have?

How will this weapon be delivered to these bastards?

General Leslie replied, Sir, we believe that once Boeing delivers on its B-29 Super-fortress prototype, that will provide the bomber with the capability to deliver the device, or what we hope would be ultimately several weapons.

Magnificent. Then I would like to also request being on the first plane that sends the few thousand commies to hell!

General Marshall then concluded the meeting with “George, you just concern yourself with protecting Oak Ridge. That will be quite enough to earn you your fifth star."
 
Excellent. I judge you are now playing as America?
 
No, I'm really not interested in switching sides at this point. Still playing as the Soviets, but bringing the story to you initially from a different perspective.
 
M60A3TTS, I notice that you don't mention the US's political leadership in this chapter. I can only guess that the historic point of departure for your entire story is Henry Wallace becoming President in 1941, either by FDR keeling over 4½ years early or somehow Wallace by himself getting the 1940 nomination. Only Wallace would've been thick enough to play as badly as a Civ3 AI
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Week 34, 1944

Pittsburgh falls to Cherniakovsky's 4th Tank Army. Many US aircraft are lost, but worse, Patton’s 3rd Army is virtually cut off. One quarter of the US Army’s tank destroyers and over half their mainstay M-3 Lee tanks are among those in the pocket around Buffalo, NY.

The Offensive Resumes
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Week 35, 1944

Mexico declares war on US after the USSR had declared war on Mexico.

Week 36, 1944

A massive air attack is launched, specifically designed to destroy all US fighter planes in Buffalo, stripping Patton’s forces of air cover. MiG fighters initiate the attack against ground troops, taking many casualties, but downing some US fighters. Then once the fighter defenses are exhausted, sturmoviks and Pe-8s pounce on the fighters within Buffalo itself. The defending fighters are obliterated. Now without air support, the concentration of M-10 tank destroyers are blasted near Buffalo

Week 39, 1944

Army groups under Zhukov, Malinovsky and Cherniakovsky attack US 3rd Army from the west, east, and north. With hundreds of aircraft in support, the results are never in doubt. Five months after the offensive began, the destruction of US 3rd Army is complete...


This is Arthur Shaw of the National Broadcasting Company reporting live from the War Department. At 6pm this evening Secretary of War Henry Stimson confirmed reports earlier today from Radio Moscow that the commander of the United States Third Army, General Omar Bradley, surrendered his forces to Marshal Georgi Zhukov at Watertown, New York last night. General Bradley, only in command of Third Army for four days since the confirmed death of General George S. Patton, said in a statement that he was ordering the surrender of his men to prevent further unnecessary slaughter. The United States Third Army had for the last several weeks been engaged with three Soviet Army Groups including Marshal Zhukov’s. Deprived of food, fuel and ammunition while being virtually surrounded in recent days, the state of the Third Army had been the subject of much speculation. Secretary Stimson while acknowledging the valliant fighting spirit of American forces, also conceded that the defeat ranked among the worst in American history, while insisting that the country will fight on. This news on top of that earlier in the day that Secretary of State Cordell Hull would be resigning his position due to failing health only added to the grim situation the nation is facing. The Department of State also reaffirmed its assertions that Soviet administration of occupied American cities on the Eastern seaboard are continuing a practice of forced resettlement into labor camps under inhumane conditions. The International Red Cross has been pressed by the State Department in recent weeks to investigate the situation, but there has been no response by officials in Zurich.

Secretary Stimson also released additional details on General Patton’s death, confirming that he had succumbed to wounds from a strafing by Soviet fighter-bombers on his staff car in the vicinity of Syracuse, New York on Monday. The general was rushed to a Third Army field hospital, but died on the operating table within minutes after his arrival. While the exact details are still unclear, it is believed that General Patton received four wounds including a traumatic head injury.

With Soviet forces now advancing west over the Ohio River and the Appalachians, new evacuation orders have been prepared for the cities of Indianapolis and Nashville. In the nation’s capital, there exists an uneasy calm among the citizens that remain as Russian troops remain within easy striking distance. And with gasoline almost impossible for civilians to acquire after the federal order suspending service station deliveries at the start of the summer, most who have left their homes have been forced to rely on carts and wagons, repeating the same scene as the refugees of Europe fleeing the same Soviet forces only a few years earlier. Nevertheless, President Roosevelt continues to calmly manage the affairs of state from the former Chicago company offices of Sears Roebuck. A spokesman for the President denied persistent rumors that Congressional leaders were secretly urging Roosevelt to resign and turn the nation’s affairs over to Vice President Harry Truman. The Vice President has similarly denied such discussions have taken place and that the government fully backs FDR.

Soviet forces now heading west
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Bowling Green, Kentucky
September, 1944

"Gail, we have to leave now."

Tom Wilkins had been holding out hope that leaving his home of fifteen years would not be necessary, but with the Russians on the move towards Nashville and the American armies in the east having given up the fight, their last chance was gone. Many had notions of fleeing to some undetermined sanctuary in the hills of Tennessee or even the great Rocky Mountains to the west. Tom had been deftly gathering up what gasoline could be found over the last few weeks and figured the family had enough to make it at least as far as Missouri. After that, they would have to see what fortune would bring. Tom and Gail Wilkins had loaded up their 1939 Studebaker Champion with everything they could take with them. Son Terry Wilkins, age 12 and daughter Hope, age 8 were quite nervous about leaving the only place they had ever known. Uncle Pete helped tie up the last of the belongings on top of the roof.

Shortly after beginning their trip, the converation started.

"You know Tom, we should have left weeks ago."

"Well Uncle Pete, I don’t scare as easily as others, you know that."

"Yeah, but several weeks ago we didn’t have to worry about commies coming down Main Street either. And if we had left back then we could have taken a train west. Now they aren’t even running anymore round here."

Luck was not with the family that day, for only an hour into the trip, they were forced to come to a halt just short of a bridge that had been damaged by aircraft hours earlier.

"Uncle Pete, check the map, see where we can go to get around this."

His uncle scrutinized the map, "Well I think we can head back a couple miles and take a right down Highway 4. Then another twelve miles and we can get around that way."

As they were about to turn around, an amazing sight, American troops on horseback no less. Even they’re having a tough time finding gas, Pete said. Terry and Hope, who had never seen such a thing waved at the men. The troopers, armed with carbines and now about a hundred or so yards away smiled at the vehicle’s passengers, knowing that refugees had as tough a time as any of them. The pleasant scene ended quickly though, as one of the soldiers pointed skyward. The person in charge of this small group quickly ordered them to separate.

"What’s wrong Tom?" said Uncle Pete

"I don’t know, but I don’t like the look of this."

Instantly, chaos erupted as two sturmovik fighters broke over the trees, firing their machine guns along the road.

"Everybody out of the car!" Tom cried out. Gail flung the door open, grabbing Hope while Tom, reached for Terry’s arm. One burst of fire cut into one group of troopers attempting to flee to the treeline in the distance while the second fired on the soldiers raced at full gallop down the road. As the family tried to get clear of the vehicle, a third Soviet plane added its fire to the first two. Pete Wilkins lay in the dirt, hands over his heads as the patter and thud of bullets raced along the road. A minute later it was over, the aircraft having left as quickly as they appeared.

Pete stood up and called out. "Tom, where are you? Gail, can you hear me?" There was no reply. Pete looked over towards the car. Nothing. He started to walk towards the car, and then he did hear something, it was Terry. But something was horribly wrong and Pete realized it. A few more steps and his worst fears were realized. The fact that the car was shot up meant nothing. His brother had been killed in the hail of fire. Terry was crying, begging his father to move. Another twenty yards from them lay Gail and Hope. They too had been unable to escape; only Pete and Terry had lived through the episode.

Three more casualties of a war that seemed to have no ending.
 
Gripping. I probably shouldn't get so much a kick out of seeing the US conquered. But, dayum, it's a nice trainwreck told this way.

Sears Roebuck, Chicago (1933)

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Very presidential.

One nitpick: Harry Truman wasn't vice president in 1944. He took office in January '45. It was still Wallace (unless somehow they got rid of him in your story--Truman was always on the short list for replacements).
 
One nitpick: Harry Truman wasn't vice president in 1944. He took office in January '45. It was still Wallace (unless somehow they got rid of him in your story--Truman was always on the short list for replacements).

Thanks for pointing that out. So...

Vice President Wallace had been openly sympathetic to the Soviet Union in earlier years. As time progressed, Wallace publicly backed away from earlier statements. But by the time the US proper was invaded, it was too late, he had become too great a liability to the current administration. The Republicans blamed Wallace for not pushing for a more hardened stance against Russia and now the country was in mortal danger as a result. FDR accepted the resignation of Henry Wallace in late February, the same day New York City was first bombed by the Red Army Air Force.
 
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