RA2: Rise of the Nazis
By: Pho
Disclaimer: Do I still have to put this? You all know that I in no way own Comand and Conquer, Red Alert 2, its characters, etc. Westwood, EA Pacific, whatever it is owns them.
Rated: PG-13
Chapter 4: England
Nicolae Dumbledorf watched as others filed into the room and sat around the circular table. Supposedly this was the refurbished Round Table of King Arthur. Ironic that the meeting would be held on this table.
Herr Grumbler was walking up to the podium. Clustered around the table were several top ranking German Officers, an SS Representative, and some high ranking Soviets. They were all here to discuss the same thing. The invasion of England.
Grumbler adjusted his microphone. From the back of the room a technician gave a thumbs-up that the microphone was on. Grumbler carefully made eye contact with everyone in the room before proceeding.
"My fellow citizens of Germany...and our dear friends from the Soviet Union," began Grumbler.
Another boring poltical speech was going through everyone's minds as their opinion on it. When would the planning session start? That answer came a few hours later.
"Now onto our plans," concluded Grumbler," I believe Comrade General Tanya wished to make a statement about the Soviet involvement?"
"Yes I did Herr Grumbler," said Tanya, thinking she would have preferred to do that before the speech that seemed to go on for days," We will aid the Reich in attacking England by moving our V3's and dreadnoughts within striking distance. We will commence bombardment of the country swiftly, targeting major military and population centers, while blocking communications. In the ensuing chaos the Reich will insert its soldiers and quickly secure the country, building prism towers throughout it as quickly as possible."
"Excuse me," said Nicolae, not wanting to interrupt, but feeling he had to," how can we insert that many soldiers so quickly?"
Herr Grumbler gave him a wink. It was a wink which said that he had asked a question that was supposed to be asked for dramatic effect.
"Professor Einstein has created a new device most of the Nazi military is not aware of Comrade Dumbldorft," said Tanya in a semi-low voice," It is called a chronosphere. It should be capable of making sure the Reich's troops and equipment can be deployed throughout England in record time."
"Oh, I see," said Nicolae.
"You should," snapped Tanya," you are supposed to lead the team which will be sent via Chronosphere into the chambers of Parliament."
"I am," he replied unable to conceal his shock.
"Yes you are," said Herr Grumbler from his own chair and shooting a glare at Tanya," that was supposed to be covered in the end of the meeting."
"That is all I need to say," said Tanya, her new Russian accent becoming detectable in her voice. It was not enough to brainwash her into betraying her country, but to make her acquire the Soviet accent as well...
Then the brainstorming commenced. Step by step the plan was outlined. The meeting was soon dismissed and the next day, the next day would be the day that England would fall.
"Commander," said Eva, fake sorrow in her voice," I am sorry that you lost Oregon."
"It happens, though the damn Soviets are winning. We have to think of a way to stop them," replied Commander Smith, feeling her body next to his under the sheets.
"Maybe I have an idea Commander, it is risky, but so are all military operations."
"What is it Eva," asked Smith, feeling her leg brush along his own.
"We could devote half of our military forces in a campaign to retake California, Oregon, and Washington State," purred Eva, her voice alluring, using the subtle tones taught to her upon her conversion to Communism.
"That is a brilliant idea," marvelled Commander Smith, unaware she was manipulating him.
"Then perhaps you should launch soon Commander," her voice still slightly purring as she moved her arm across his chest," so the Soviets don't capture any more of the West, they already own the West Coast, it's best to stop them there."
"Of course, in a few days I'll have almost every military unit in the Midwest to what remains of our forces on the West Coast mobilized to drive off the Soviets."
The bombardment and signal jamming began as scheduled. Missiles roared into military targets and civilian population centers tearing apart the buildings...and the bodies of those in and around them.
Nicolae Dumbldorf and his team shimmered into existence inside the Parliament building, in Parliament's chambers themselves. They leveled their AK-47s at the startled members and opened fire. Within seconds Parliament was dead.
Around England thousands of Nazi veichles and soldiers began appearing thanks to the Chronosphere. Even several thousand pre-produced Prism towers were dropped around England with engineers to capture power plants to power them.
By the end of the day England was safely under the control of the Nazis. Its citizens either rounded up and put in concentration camps or swearing fealty to Herr Grumbler.
The Soviets having seen the chronosphere at work now doubled the production of Tesla Coils and Prism Towers. They were placing them as fast as they could build them. The German border looked like one long line of Prism Towers. Too bad those prism towers could easily be turned against them.
"Mr. President," said General Carville," we just got word from our Ambassadors in Korea, they have convinced the Koreans to join us in our fight against the Soviets and are deploying Prism towers now."
"Good. Maybe we can win this thing after all," said Dugan, relief evident in his voice.
"Mr. President, there is bad news," began Carville.
And in a moment totally uncharacteristically pessimistic of him, Dugan uttered," There always is. What is it this time General?"
"Do you want the bad, or worse news Sir?"
"Bad and then Worse and then Good if you have anymore of it to spare."
"The bad news is, the Nazis took England so we can't count on British support."
"Well at least we still have the Koreans."
"The worse news is, we found out what happened to Agent Tanya. She is now a firm believer in Communism and the Soviet Union. She is the General in charge of their armed forces. She has personally masterminded the invasion on the West Coast and aided the Nazi invasion of England with Soviet Dreadnoughts and V3s."
"My God," muttered Dugan, shocked by that revelation, though he was hiding it, Carville still was too.
"The only good news I can offer you is Commander Smith has told me he has a way to take back the West Coast from the Soviets. He says its a risky plan, but he is sure we can win."
"Good," said Dugan, feeling a decade older.
"Mr. President, get some sleep, its 1:12AM."
"It is done, they are planning to commit half the military to the strike, just as you ordered me convince them Comrade General," said Eva, to Tanya on the communications screen.
"Good. As soon as we destroy them, I want you back in Mother Russia. You're cover will be blown, they are Capitalist Pigs, but even they will realize that you were the mole, especially if the Commander talks," said Tanya.
"I will go back to the Motherland as soon as those forces are destroyed Comrade General," said Eva.
"Good."
By: Pho
Disclaimer: Do I still have to put this? You all know that I in no way own Comand and Conquer, Red Alert 2, its characters, etc. Westwood, EA Pacific, whatever it is owns them.
Rated: PG-13
Chapter 4: England
Nicolae Dumbledorf watched as others filed into the room and sat around the circular table. Supposedly this was the refurbished Round Table of King Arthur. Ironic that the meeting would be held on this table.
Herr Grumbler was walking up to the podium. Clustered around the table were several top ranking German Officers, an SS Representative, and some high ranking Soviets. They were all here to discuss the same thing. The invasion of England.
Grumbler adjusted his microphone. From the back of the room a technician gave a thumbs-up that the microphone was on. Grumbler carefully made eye contact with everyone in the room before proceeding.
"My fellow citizens of Germany...and our dear friends from the Soviet Union," began Grumbler.
Another boring poltical speech was going through everyone's minds as their opinion on it. When would the planning session start? That answer came a few hours later.
"Now onto our plans," concluded Grumbler," I believe Comrade General Tanya wished to make a statement about the Soviet involvement?"
"Yes I did Herr Grumbler," said Tanya, thinking she would have preferred to do that before the speech that seemed to go on for days," We will aid the Reich in attacking England by moving our V3's and dreadnoughts within striking distance. We will commence bombardment of the country swiftly, targeting major military and population centers, while blocking communications. In the ensuing chaos the Reich will insert its soldiers and quickly secure the country, building prism towers throughout it as quickly as possible."
"Excuse me," said Nicolae, not wanting to interrupt, but feeling he had to," how can we insert that many soldiers so quickly?"
Herr Grumbler gave him a wink. It was a wink which said that he had asked a question that was supposed to be asked for dramatic effect.
"Professor Einstein has created a new device most of the Nazi military is not aware of Comrade Dumbldorft," said Tanya in a semi-low voice," It is called a chronosphere. It should be capable of making sure the Reich's troops and equipment can be deployed throughout England in record time."
"Oh, I see," said Nicolae.
"You should," snapped Tanya," you are supposed to lead the team which will be sent via Chronosphere into the chambers of Parliament."
"I am," he replied unable to conceal his shock.
"Yes you are," said Herr Grumbler from his own chair and shooting a glare at Tanya," that was supposed to be covered in the end of the meeting."
"That is all I need to say," said Tanya, her new Russian accent becoming detectable in her voice. It was not enough to brainwash her into betraying her country, but to make her acquire the Soviet accent as well...
Then the brainstorming commenced. Step by step the plan was outlined. The meeting was soon dismissed and the next day, the next day would be the day that England would fall.
"Commander," said Eva, fake sorrow in her voice," I am sorry that you lost Oregon."
"It happens, though the damn Soviets are winning. We have to think of a way to stop them," replied Commander Smith, feeling her body next to his under the sheets.
"Maybe I have an idea Commander, it is risky, but so are all military operations."
"What is it Eva," asked Smith, feeling her leg brush along his own.
"We could devote half of our military forces in a campaign to retake California, Oregon, and Washington State," purred Eva, her voice alluring, using the subtle tones taught to her upon her conversion to Communism.
"That is a brilliant idea," marvelled Commander Smith, unaware she was manipulating him.
"Then perhaps you should launch soon Commander," her voice still slightly purring as she moved her arm across his chest," so the Soviets don't capture any more of the West, they already own the West Coast, it's best to stop them there."
"Of course, in a few days I'll have almost every military unit in the Midwest to what remains of our forces on the West Coast mobilized to drive off the Soviets."
The bombardment and signal jamming began as scheduled. Missiles roared into military targets and civilian population centers tearing apart the buildings...and the bodies of those in and around them.
Nicolae Dumbldorf and his team shimmered into existence inside the Parliament building, in Parliament's chambers themselves. They leveled their AK-47s at the startled members and opened fire. Within seconds Parliament was dead.
Around England thousands of Nazi veichles and soldiers began appearing thanks to the Chronosphere. Even several thousand pre-produced Prism towers were dropped around England with engineers to capture power plants to power them.
By the end of the day England was safely under the control of the Nazis. Its citizens either rounded up and put in concentration camps or swearing fealty to Herr Grumbler.
The Soviets having seen the chronosphere at work now doubled the production of Tesla Coils and Prism Towers. They were placing them as fast as they could build them. The German border looked like one long line of Prism Towers. Too bad those prism towers could easily be turned against them.
"Mr. President," said General Carville," we just got word from our Ambassadors in Korea, they have convinced the Koreans to join us in our fight against the Soviets and are deploying Prism towers now."
"Good. Maybe we can win this thing after all," said Dugan, relief evident in his voice.
"Mr. President, there is bad news," began Carville.
And in a moment totally uncharacteristically pessimistic of him, Dugan uttered," There always is. What is it this time General?"
"Do you want the bad, or worse news Sir?"
"Bad and then Worse and then Good if you have anymore of it to spare."
"The bad news is, the Nazis took England so we can't count on British support."
"Well at least we still have the Koreans."
"The worse news is, we found out what happened to Agent Tanya. She is now a firm believer in Communism and the Soviet Union. She is the General in charge of their armed forces. She has personally masterminded the invasion on the West Coast and aided the Nazi invasion of England with Soviet Dreadnoughts and V3s."
"My God," muttered Dugan, shocked by that revelation, though he was hiding it, Carville still was too.
"The only good news I can offer you is Commander Smith has told me he has a way to take back the West Coast from the Soviets. He says its a risky plan, but he is sure we can win."
"Good," said Dugan, feeling a decade older.
"Mr. President, get some sleep, its 1:12AM."
"It is done, they are planning to commit half the military to the strike, just as you ordered me convince them Comrade General," said Eva, to Tanya on the communications screen.
"Good. As soon as we destroy them, I want you back in Mother Russia. You're cover will be blown, they are Capitalist Pigs, but even they will realize that you were the mole, especially if the Commander talks," said Tanya.
"I will go back to the Motherland as soon as those forces are destroyed Comrade General," said Eva.
"Good."
