Tu felix Austria... (Interwar Austria)

"Woman and the Austrian Armed Forces"
Höller, Eva: Women and the Austrian Armed Forces in: Walter Hellbock, Franz Wagner, Heinrich Starhemberg (1999): The Labour Movement and the Austro-Italian War, Wien: Arbeiterverlag

Limits imposed on Austria in the Treaty of St-Germain and in the Geneva Protocols to discourage offensive action restricted them to 30000 and later 50000 members of the armed forces. While even official numbers rose higher, with the aid of some creative bookkeeping, both the legendary Shadow Army as well as the use of civilian "contractors" expended them even more to nearly four times the allowed numbers. It was mainly men that served in these roles, not just because of then current gender roles, but also because most occupations were considered to bolster combat troops. A good example are drivers and mechanics. While not necessarily combat troops, outside of treaty defined reconnaissance and messenger roles, they were officially filled by civilians, but as soon as the war started integrated into their units as serving soldiers. It was however still several thousand woman who served in various roles. Most of them were in secretarial roles, or as cooks, laundry maids and similar roles.

When the war started there was a large amount of emergency legislation introduced into the Austrian parliament. And as so often with emergency measures, there were things that slipped through the cracks. While mostly unnoticed at the time, despite careful wording, an estimated 750 woman were brought from the various officially civilian auxiliaries into the Armed Forces. While most simply carried on their jobs, not affected by the change, there were some prominent immediate examples, that set the precedents for what followed. Most well known were the cases of the pilot Anna Starhemberg, who died flying a bomber aircraft soon after, or of Rebecca Sailer, who served as a translator with the staff of the 3rd​ Gebirgsjäger Division.

While those cases were very publicly fought over, both in court as well as in the newspapers, most others at first slipped through the cracks. With total mobilisation of the population in progress, Woman suddenly taking up work wasn't unusual. After all, a great many men holding unskilled or easily trained jobs were called to arms. And so things repeated as they had done a decade earlier during the Great War, if in greater numbers, and most of all, far faster.

While no branch of the Armed Forces officially actively recruited woman, even after cases had been rushed through the courts and additional legislation was put into place, there were an ever increasing amount of cases where woman were given military ranks, where they had previously worked as civilians. In some cases this even happened with woman that had only started in their positions after the war had started.

With muster and training plans working out like a clockwork, it didn't take long until all eligible men not otherwise occupied had been called up and put though training. With some 'military' occupations, this notably consisted of a three day course, until they returned to do their old job, now under direction of the military. However even by the people in charge these training regimes were considered dangerously short, but necessary for the continued survival of the nation.

It was then two months into the war that a snag was hit. All men were already serving in the Armed Forces, by way of professional army, shadow army, paramilitary elements or through training, or were considered indispensable in their their current position, or by age or health not considered capable of military service.

It was then that Staatsekretär für Heereswesen Julius Deutsch returned to the initial legislation that was passed when the war started and declared that the legislation concerned all citizens, not just male. It simply read 'All citizens between eighteen and thirty-five'*. His own party was torn over this. There were a core of feminist supporters of the measure, with the end goal of total equality, while others opposed it, again with females as the loudest voice. If brought to a vote, it is likely that the measure would have passed with the barest of margins, but only since the war was considered won already.

The CS however was different. Most of the base of the party was against the measure, and so were most vocal politicians. In this it is notable that the party leadership and the Ministers were curiously quiet on the matter, and silently kept Deutsch's back free to implement it.

By the time the armistice was declared, muster of woman was still in progress, proceeding slower than the males previously, for a number of reasons.

Therefore far slower than the call up of men, only the age cohorts born between 1908 and 1910 had entered training when the war ended.

There were also a small number of woman serving in foreign volunteer formations. This wasn't published widely until the controversial decision by Deutsch, but that much more afterwards. Mostly the woman in those formations were already serving second line roles, and units with a high amount of woman were deliberately assigned occupation or garrison duty far from the front lines, however even with those measures in place, a few of them did end up in front line combat.

*German has gendered Nouns. Think 'Headmaster' and 'Headmistress' and similar, but for pretty much every noun. In most cases the female form is formed by adding an "-in" at the end, though exceptions exist. However until roughly two decades ago it was accepted that the male form often serves as a neutral for both genders, depending a bit on context. Let's ignore current matters for now, dealing with military matters one assumes "Staatsbürger" to be male, not gender-neutral, and certainly not "Staatsbürgerin". There are however other parts, even parts of the Austrian constitution where "Staatsbürger" is used for both. (That is not to imply in any way that male and female citizens were equal in the 20s and 30s in most matters. In fact, one of the few matter they were fully equal was in their right to participate in elections.)

Anyone got the hints? Eh, doesn't really matter.

As mentioned cracks are forming in the parties. This, this very much is one of those that will lead to the CS splintering post war. It's very much ideologically, no matter what else, based on catholic values. That include the woman at home, and certainly not anywhere near a battlefield.

And those errors might have just been deliberate. And not opposing the implementation might be based on the idea that no matter what they do, there might still be the German Wehrmacht rolling over the border any day now... (After all, you don't operate a decade under the assumption, and then simply ignore it). After all, if they oppose the measure now, well, they'd have a harder time to get it in place if the situation gets desperate enough to need it.

And deliberately set up that way by me, to give us the dillema. Now if only I could get that "Homefront Ferdinand" piece to work, where he's called on the carpet about those insane ideas...
 
"British Army Exercise/Rhodes, again/Lagosta"
I think my usual complaints are by now known. Far too little time invested researching the newspapers proper. Therefore not sure if the tone is in anyway right.

The Glasgow Herald, 12th​ of June 1929


British government announces large Army exercise

With tensions rising all over Europe, an exercise of as of yet unseen size has been called for August

The exercise has been said will include all territorial units, simulating a full mobilisation and large scale manoeuvrers.

"A lot of skills are in the process of being lost. This should help us re-learn lessons from the Great War." a government official mentioned to the Herald.

One has to question however if this isn't a prelude to actual mobilisation, even as the Royal Navy's Mediterranean Commands orders had been changed from 'Blockading participants in this War' to 'Preserving the Peace'. One has to question if the government aims to create an incident that would make Britain a participant in this war, spending our boys lives for little gain.


Greek General* calls for Removal of all Turks, Latins** from Rhodos

While Greek troops were mustered at Salamis Naval Base near Athens, Georgios Bakos held a public speech, calling for complete removal of all people not of Greek origin or Orthodox faith from the island


After repeated incidents on and around the Dodecanese Islands, the Greek Army and Navy are jointly preparing for landing operations, even though no official declaration of war had happened yet. During a time when journalists had been given limited access to the base, Bakos gave his speech. As of now neither the Greek Army nor the government has responded with an official statement.

The Turkish representative to the League of Nations has lodged a complain with said body, at the same time as demanding that the Dodecanese islands are returned to their control.

Meanwhile reports are coming in stating that a large number of Greek-Orthodox community leaders, especially priests are placed under arrest in Constantinople and Eastern Thrace.


Dubrovnik*** takes the Island of Lagosta

After the Yugoslav Army moved into the city of Zara, their Navy occupies the island off Dalmatia.

With territorial conflicts existing between Italy and Yugoslavia since before the war, after the Ultimatum ran out the Yugoslav Forces were quick to react. The garrison at Zara surrendered quickly, overwhelmed by numbers as they were. Lagosta however was not defended by any military unit and had been taken quickly.

"A few youths were looking for trouble, but we dealt with them quickly and non-lethally." a representative of the Navy told a Yugoslav paper.

With Austria already occupying the border region between Yugoslavia and Italy, one has to wonder where they will make their next move.

The French meanwhile are less communicative. The only statement a representative of their Ministry of War made was that operations are proceeding as planned. Sources inform us that both airports and naval bases near the Mediterranean are busy and rumours of French colonial troops on the move from Tunisia are abound.


*not really, should be only a Colonel at the time (as far as I found – and to be honest, it's little enough to make me hesitate, but he's only going to turn up this once as far as currently planed)

**Again, not enough research. The term makes sense in the context of Rhodes, but I'm not sure how archaic it would be considered in the 1920s. (For those not familiar, basically a different term for Catholics – in the context of Rhodes mostly bundled up in the Knights Hospitaller - but here primarily referring to Italians)

***The ship, not the city. And not quite the OTL ship of the name. But well, serves the same purpose, built by the same company, plans modified from the same British design, named for the same reasons. So yeah, basically the same ship, just ordered earlier due to some internal politics mixed up by my fiat and more money available due to reparations they actually got this time around. Still so brand spanking new that some advisors from Yarrow Shipbuilders might still be on board.

Final stretch to the armistice. There's three pieces of 'Franzerl', one 'Dear Susanna', two 'Trenches to Skies' (though one is fighting me quite a bit) and one more 'Mercenary' planned. And some textbooks. And maybe a newspaper or two for those cases where I feel I missed relevant information. That is, unless I get inspiration along the way...

Yeah, put like that it sounds like quite some time to go.
 
"Dear Susanna Pt. 8"
Sehr geehrte Frau Marianne Schmelzhütter,


mit großem Bedauern müssen wir Ihnen mitteilen, dass Ihr Sohn Alois Schmelzhütter am 18. Juni gefallen ist. Er wurde beim Versuch einem verwundeten Kameraden zu helfen von einem Granatensplitter getroffen und verstarb noch auf dem Schlachtfeld.

Wir haben Vorkehrungen getroffen, daß sein Leichnam zurück nach Wien überstellt wird, wo er mit allen Ehren am Zentralfriedhof beigesetzt wird, falls Sie keine anderen Wünsche äußern.


Mit tiefem Mitgefühl,

Major Harald Fußenegger, Kavallerieregiment 1 Wiener Neustadt "Maria Theresia"


Honoured Misses Marianne Schmezhütter,


with great regret we have to notify you, that your son Alois Schmelzhütter fell on the 18th​ of June. While he was attempting to aid a wounded comrade he was hit by a grenade splinter and died there on the battlefield.

We have made arrangements to have his body delivered to Vienna, where we will bury him with all honours, unless you state different plans.


With deep compassion,

Major Harald Fußenegger, 1st​ Cavalry Regiment Wiener Neustadt "Maria Theresia"
 
"Franzerl Pt. 16"
Moss (1944), Franzerl des Panzerl
Part 16
19.6.1929​

The first days on the drive south were almost absurdly peaceful. It appeared in their quest to fortify the southern Po Valley the Italians had stripped all their troops from the Apennines, the first of them we met were in Florence. The weak garrison there was all too happy to hand over the city without fighting, after seeing the armoured spear tip that came calling.

The Schützen had once again gained some transportation. It was some salvaged Italian trucks and cars, as well as some tractors to pull their artillery. There were those that were sorry to see the horses go, and others who were disappointed that they weren't used to enhance field rations. The Great War veterans were especially scathing with those who voiced those thoughts, telling tall tales of the last war. As if there were any combatant here that didn't have some memory of the deprivations even the civilian population had gone through during that conflict. It made everyone appreciate the many conserves that were part of the logistics train, though some sorts were more sought after than others.

From Florence onwards the Italians showed more of a presence again, though mostly in small numbers. There were the odd attacks on the supply train by small groups, snipers lying in ambush or even a number of landmines buried in the roads. The mines were an especially unpleasant surprise. While some had been encountered before, the large amount of anti-vehicle mines as well as the new type of anti-personal mine with their large shrapnel radius proved difficult.

More so, all bridges across the Arno south of Florence had been demolished. Thankfully the weather the last week had been warm and dry, leaving it fordable in several places. Still the primary thrust moved forwards to the west of the river, since near Arezzo it would take a wide turn to the east, cutting across the valley and blocking the path forwards for those on that side.

It was there, near that curve that resistance stiffened. In the hills to the west of Arezzo several Italian division had dug in, creating another defensive line. The line wasn't too extensive, and aerial scouting showed that they could be bypassed by moving towards Sienna. Yet at the same time this would leave several divisions posing a significant threat to the supply lines so the decision was taken to attack them head on.

Over night additional artillery had been brought forwards over newly constructed railway bridges. And so the morning started with a hellish artillery barrage, honing in on positions marked overnight. Austrian infiltrators showed their hand by setting off coloured smoke all over the hills, drawing the attention of roaming Austrian aircraft. Meanwhile the Regia Aeronautica made what might have been their last appearance in force. Several squadrons of their new heavy bombers appeared over the battlefield, proving themselves more resistant to anti-air fire and fighters than their older models and capable of carrying more bombs than their Austrian counterparts. However they were also slower and only a handful managed to drop their bombs on Austrian troops, and even fewer managed to survive their bombing runs. Notably many of those that did get away were those that dropped their bombs early.

The Schützen were following the Czech Armoured Battalion along the railway line, backing up their integrated mechanised infantry. It quickly turned out to the path of the most resistance, with many anti-vehicle mines found dug in, taking out more of the tanks than any other battle up to this point. With the Italian artillery suppressed and the tanks serving as mobile machine gun nests progress was made, if very bloody. Very few of the Italians surrendered where they were dug in, fighting on with a fanaticism that was uncommon at this stage of the war.

So here again, Arezzo. The last large scale battle on the way south and, unless one counts the ongoing fighting in Milano, the last battle of it's scale during this war.
 
"Austrian Army Training"
no named author (1975): Superior Training, in: Vorwärts. Bundesheermagazin, Year 45, Number 3


"You know those stories from the Great War? The ones about the Germans first meeting the BEF? They said they thought the enemies had a machine gun. It was something like that for me. Just worse. Not only the rate of fire, but if you moved? You were dead. Two or three of those buggers would get you before you made a full step. If you breathed too loud or screamed? Dead. I was lucky. I went down from a hit and stayed down. Saved my life, until one of theirs patched me up. That was when I finally realised we were up against humans, not some kind of demon. And the worst? The guy who patched me up? Saved my life according to the doctors? He wasn't even a medic, it was just something he picked up on the side."

-Damanio Martaci on his encounter with the Austrian 3rd​ Infantry Regiment in Istria


"During the war I first encountered Austrian troops outside of Vittorio Veneto, talk about ironic. They were skilled soldiers, fired accurate, moved well, all around knew what they were doing. But I've been in fights before. While I was too young for the Great War, I've been to Turkey, I've been to Libya, I've been to a few places we officially never went to. But these guys? They were too damn accurate. Now I know that most soldiers never really shoot to hit. If they kill it's by chance. The Austrians however they shot to kill each and every time. It was scary. I thought that those were the fearsome regulars everyone talked about. And then when we surrendered I saw that they weren't even wearing regular uniforms, but were some kind of paramilitary. I felt cheated."

-Mario Pugliese on his encounter with an Austrian Shadow Army "Sturmschaar" Regiment


"Their conscripts were shit. Oh you didn't notice too much when they bulked up existing formations, but the fully conscript formations? They were shit, as is to be expected of half trained recruits."

-Alexis von Roenne*, German Army Observer during the war, on Austrian troops


"The paramilitaries and volunteers were a mixed bag. While the Austrians were keen to keep them in line, especially when it came to medics and doctors, there were a few incidents. The unofficial grapevine across the front line however said that the worst offenders were taken care off. Giving what I've seen I believe it. The same can be said for their shooting. Some were good. The Schützen reputation for only head shots is overstated, but they tended to be good and accurate shots. Other not so much. Some of the Germans were barely more than street brawlers and their shooting showed it."

-Angela Collini, Italian Red Cross Nurse, on her time working in no-mans-land between Verona and Brescia


When the Austrian military started to plan for the future after the Great War they realised that because of the restrictions of the Treaty of St-Germain they would always be outnumbered. They decided that the right response to that would be to have better trained troops that could hold the line until a crash conscription program could ease the constraint.

One aspect of that was shooting. While outnumbered nearly 30-1 by the Italian Army, in the years 1927 and 1928 official Austrian Army soldiers fired more bullets training that the entire Italian Army. It wasn't just the traditional target shooting, but in cooperation of the famed Viennese psychologists they went further. They introduced human silhouette targets, pioneered the pop up targets for training purpose and even went on hunting expeditions. While it was realised that most people had some inborn reflex against shooting another human, Austria had it's soldiers train until accurate shooting became a reflex.

Shooting training trickled down from there. Shadow Army soldiers were expected to participate in monthly training exercises, most included shooting at similar exercise ranges as the regular army.

While not official training, Austrian paramilitary formations had surprisingly large budgets for ammunition as well. While not all of them were anywhere as sophisticated in their training as the Army, it meant that most of their members could at least shoot accurately if needed.

Sport clubs got in this as well. While most clubs and competitions focusing on shooting were supported, it was biathlon that was promoted the most, leading to overwhelming Austrian dominance at the Winter Olympics in 1928.

Military training even trickled down to youth clubs, such as Scouts and Katholische Jungschaar. According to records in some locations even those kids fired more shots a year than an Italian soldier.

While shooting was a main focus, and the one that trickled down the most, it was far from the only one. Since a small army meant that recruitment standard could be high a lot of expectation was placed on soldiers. Aside from the usual skills of drill, weapons maintenance, physical training, first aid, close combat, and fieldcraft, they were expected to learn more than one specialisation. Additional technical training was always encouraged. Field exercise and survival training could be long and gruesome. Skiing was another skill even the normal Jäger were expected to learn, but the Gebrigsjäger spend entire months in winter in the mountains. Basic parachuting and glider training was expected. Driving and basic motor vehicle maintenance was added to the training program in the mid 20s.

Aside from already demanding training schedule additional training and skills were rewarded. For example soldiers received a noticeable bonus for each additional language they spoke, to the point where in early 1929 the average soldier spoke 2.3 foreign languages, something that was put to good use in the war against Italy.


*Of the four the only OTL figure. Was in intelligence OTL, so not out of place to turn up here. However even for an arguably 'important' person OTL, there is damn little information on him that I can truly pin down. Notably, for example English Wikipedia calls him an WW1 veteran, despite the fact that he'd been born in 1903. You'd expect that to draw a bit more attention than the one mention that I can track down on short notice.





Thrown together from existing notes in a relative short time. In order to not fall into a hole of no posting again. I've been a bit distracted the last few days. And maybe someone can see where it could be expanded. I've more and more been playing with the idea of a version 1.1. (mainly because I've come to the conclusion that the timeline doesn't really work out as it is currently, but nothing solid as of yet.

And yeah, that's supposed to be one of those propaganda magazines a military prints for it's own soldiers... Draw your own conclusions of that.

The shooting training stuff all throughout the piece is based on half remembered studies on soldiering and killing I've read years ago. Interesting, if pretty morbid stuff.
 
"Operation Alarih Pt. 1"
Operation Alarih Part 1/2

When he grabbed his parachute, Hans had been certain that he was out of this insane war for good. He'd spend a bit of his saving to make his stay in the Croatian coastal towns as pleasant as possible, waiting for peace to return, and for him to once again having control over an aircraft.

As it turned out, he didn't have to wait for peace, as he watched the four AR Drachen in front of him taxi across the runway. New built, purpose built bombers at that, not the hasty conversion he'd taken for a death ride to Rome. Though, searching out some details on their hull again, they were the inferior export version. A gunner for the rear guns, no remote operation. A bulge below the cockpit, for bomb aiming instead of the still hush hush electronics he'd carried during his last mission. Oh, they were good machines, he'd trained with a similar device some years ago, very complex electro-mechanical devices. However they weren't what the Austrian Air Force fielded.

It showed several things. Austria didn't really trust it's new ally with everything. Not like the Swiss. Or he suspected the Czechs. Still, it also showed that they didn't trust their volunteers. He'd curiously followed what was going on from the distance. While Frey-Schnyer and Avis fighters were quickly filled with anyone with enough experience to competently fly a plane, the bomber ranks had grown slower, an amount of trust needed. In made his proud that he had belonged to such an elite formation. It also meant that production had some slack, and when Yugoslavia announced it's intention to join the war, twelve AR Drache were quickly dispatched there.

Now however the Yugoslav 'Royal War Aviation' had until now never been able to purchase what they wanted, and most of their pilots were limited to biplanes that, while built after the Great War, would not have been out of place flying in the skies during that conflict.

Pulling at his unfamiliar uniform again, he once again recalled how that had been solved.

"First Flight, get ready for take-off." he ordered, checking over his instruments again.

Besides him his words were repeated in Serbian, something that grated at him since he'd started training the Yugoslav pilots how to handle a modern monoplane bomber. Still, it had granted him a promotion far faster than it would have otherwise. Though some were only brevetted. The additional pay wasn't bad however.

He recognised the acknowledgements from the other three pilots of the flight, parsing them all as positive. Without even waiting for the nod from his co-pilot, he released the breaks and started slowly accelerating. Once again, he couldn't help comparing the performance to the commercial version he'd flown more often and the quick conversion. Some tweaks had definitely been made. It accelerated smoother, the flaps responded better, the weight distributed a bit better…

And then the plane leapt into the air, and he pulled it into a gentle climb. The weather was excellent, allowing him to see easily see the eight dots of the planes that had started before him, as well as the three that followed behind him.

As he took care to fly the plane, his co-pilot started checking with the other planes, even as they slowly and steadily formed up in the sky.

All aircraft reported no problems, and then they started moving out over the Adriatic. They were joined by Czech built Letov fighters, not their own front line machines by Avia, but used second line ones. Unless they ran into those 'Iron Sparrows' he'd read about, they should be fine. Though there was something off about those latest Fiat Biplanes too, he still remembered the briefings he'd gotten before the mission to Rome.

As Split passed beneath them they finally flew in proper formation, the intense training the last weeks paying off. Then they proceeded out over the sea. With only a little luck, the Italian planes were all busy further north, and they'd have free reign.


Next Trenches piece still fighting me, so have something else, something that wasn't exactly planned.

Also, I think I didn't nail the tone of the old Hussar pieces here, but oh well. He had some time to mellow out in internment.

And well, despite some butterflies, the most modern fighter the Yugoslav Air Force had at the time was still the Bréguet 19... So yeah, they need a crash course from 1920 tech to what is basically OTL 1935 or so tech. And who better to second there than a guy already sitting around down there doing nothing. And well, negotiations over that deal started before the newspapers caught a whiff of them... (Though he isn't exactly in command, his co-pilot is the same rank as him, and as far as the Yugoslavs are concerned the one in command, though they will listen to the guy that had been trained in what the Austrian Shadow Army considered modern bombing tactics)
 
"Yugoslav Mobilisation"
I've sat staring at this piece for the last three days again and again, feeling like I've forgotten something vital that belongs in there, but can't remember. And it's short enough that more would easily fit in....

Graf, Elisabeth (2005): The Dream of Central Europe. A Habsburg Legacy?, Vienna: Amalthea


The Austro-Italian War

Yugoslavia



Yugoslavian mobilisation didn't end too well. While it was felt that they had a lot to win, all those territorial ambitions that they had to cede to Italy after the Great War, the internal factions of the country weren't unified easily even with that motivation. King Alexander had in the years of his reign again and again attempted to appear as the great unifier, but his pro-Serbian stance in most issues didn't make him many new friends, especially since he insisted on participating in day to day politics. That mean that most of the regional parties of all stripes were often opposed to the man and his ideas. Even the symbolic acts of renaming the nation from Kingdom of Serbs, Croats and Slovenes to Yugoslavia or the symbolic creation of a unified Navy and a reformed Air Force didn't help that. After all, those branches required less manpower than a powerful army, allowing him to stack the ranks with Serbian loyalists.

In this already volatile mood came the mobilisation. It was seen even by many contemporary observers as the mistake that it was in hindsight.

It mostly came down to demographics.

A small, professional army could easily select and pick the best and most loyal candidates. Mass mobilisation however? They just couldn't. And while Croats and Slovenes had taken significant losses during the Great War, it was nothing in comparison to the Serbs. Estimates say that without the losses, both civilian and militarily of Serbia during the Great War they could have fielded more than twice as many man as they did during the Austro-Italian War.

And while some of the most troublesome individuals had already left through the pressure valve of 'volunteers', even now the newly mobilised army was overwhelmingly non-Serb, though they still dominated the, mostly untrained, officer ranks. Something that lead to even more resentment down the line.

With a very short and chaotic training regime, difficulties to actually deploy and little success where they actually faced the enemy, the prestige of the 'Serbian Army' didn't exactly rise.

What it did however was distributing weapons and training, however meagre, among an already restive population. The return of better trained volunteers from Austria, often ready made to slot into the empty non-Serb officer slots, didn't help, nor did Alexander's conduct at the peace negotiations.

However for the moment, the victory alone, with a number of political concessions was enough to paper over the cracks.

Reminder that while WW1 had horrific demographic impacts on basically all European participants, no country was more affected than Serbia. They lost about a third of their pre-war population, estimated up to two thirds of their military age male population.

I kind of hope I hadn't misrepresented King Alexander in there. I don't know nearly enough about Yugoslavia, even less about him personally, but he seemed to have been a character. But well, from my read, I doubt it's a lot of a spoiler to say it will bring him trouble down the line here as it did OTL (where his seizure of power lead to his assassination down the line).
 
"Operation Alarih Pt. 2"
Fair warning once again, this is in many ways a low-research effort project. Do not, especially, take the depiction of air combat as gospel in any way.

Operation Alarih Part 2/2

As they neared the Italian coast, he could make out gaggles of ships of all sizes. The Yugoslav Navy was there, every single last ship that wasn't down checked with mechanical faults. And between them there were hundreds of others. Fishing boats, coastal trawlers, freights and even some ocean liners lead by the Karadjordje that the Serbs apparently managed to cram a full thousand passengers on in regular service.

He wasn't so sure how many she carried now, soldiers with full kit taking on quite a bit of space, but so did paying customers. He kept a wary eye to the south, even though the French battleships were apparently coordinating with the Serbs, bottling up the Italian battleships at Tarent. Not to mention the Brits menacingly cruising around there as well, even though still officially neutral.

But to be honest, the bigger threat were the MAS boats still operating from the Adriatic ports, falling upon the disorganised fleet and causing even more chaos among them. As they passed onto land again, he could make out the vanguard, those few professionals the Yugoslav Army had, already taking control of the port of Ortona. He pointed it out and his copilot got on the radio, still delighted that they came standard issue with the Drache, and jabbered away in Serbian.

Then he turned to Hans: "The Italians have given up the harbour without a fight."

Throwing a quick glance at the fuel gauge, showing that they had more than enough remaining, Hans nodded and replied: "Right. Holding pattern, just as we talked about."

His copilot acknowledged, and passed the order on. He had argued against doing tactical strikes when this mission had been planned, but was overruled. The military planners back in Yugoslavia had certain ideas about how they wanted this done. No indiscriminate strikes that might create resentment. No attacks on non-military targets. It didn't leave a lot of flexibility.

As they orbited around the town, still waiting for some target to turn up, he could watch as more and more troops were unloaded beneath him. Trawlers landed, unloading equipment and supplies, and artillery was quickly emplaced in the positions that showed signs that Italian guns had been removed from not that long ago.

After a while the Letov fighters were withdrawn, replaced by French relics built at the tail end of the Great War. Even at their best speed they could barely keep up with a Drache at it's most economic, and their armament was anaemic. Not to mention that they couldn't keep up their escort duties for long at all. Still, someone had insisted that they had an escort all through the mission.

Watching the fuel gauge tick down, Hans requested updated from the rest of the squadron. Taking it all in, he turned to his co-pilot: "Targets of opportunity?"

The man laughed, then replied: "Rare on the ground. It seems what military was around in the area mostly 'lost' their equipment and went home. Others only gave token resistance. You'd expect them to defend their homes with more force."

"Unlike their leaders they seemed to have understood the futility of dragging this war on." Hans replied "But we were talking about targets?"

"A train that supposedly is military, just south of Pescara." he finally replied, after radioing the question in.

Hans eyed the rail line that ran along the coast for a second, then nodded: "Easy enough. We'll climb, and you'll have to vector them in along the train line. First Third Flight, then Second. We'll come from inland for the third strike."

It didn't take long until they had risen enough to make out the train just a few kilometres to the north. It surprisingly wasn't running, and even as he coaxed his co-pilot into leading the strikes in, no return fire appeared as they made their bombing runs. Still, Third Flight, despite the ease of it, missed with all bombs. Second flight got one in close enough that a carriage flipped over.

Then they went in themselves. In a gentle dive, Hans quickly had to relish control to the bomb aimer down in the bulge beneath the cockpit. He still kept a close eye on the controls, ready to abort, hating the loss of control, but still, let it happen. The Drache kept an unerring straight line, their target growing bigger until it vanished beneath the nose. Then after antagonising seconds, the plane lurched, and Hans took control again.

Listening to the radio, his copilot grinned: "Got the engine."

Hans couldn't help but grin himself. Having been battling doubt by his Yugoslav students for weeks, having been known as the pilot who had to ditch, this certainly was validation. Even if it was the bomb aimers work more than his own.

This is Yugoslavia's big 'play' in this war. Oh how many military planner all over the world will learn all the wrong lessons from this. (in an ATL AH forum near you: "Why didn't Germany just invade Britain during the Great War" "But it worked for the Yugoslavs! And they didn't have any landing ships either.") Because to be honest, this was ideal circumstances. An enemy no longer really interested in fighting, who has lost their heavy weapons, the enemy Navy and Air Force not intervening...

There will be some skirmishes along the way as they expand the beachhead, and as some troops are moved through Austrian occupied territory. But well, this worked as well as it would.
 
"Volunteer Fighters: Puerto Tirol"
Meierhofer, Gebhard (1979): Militia and Volunteer Fighters in the Austro-Italian War, Vienna: Amalthea

The Odysee of the Volunteers of Puerto Tirol/Argentina


The small town of Puerto Tirol in northern Argentina had been officially founded some four decades before the Austro-Italian War. As so many other immigrant town it attracted settlers from mostly the same area, in this case overwhelmingly Welschtiroler. Similar to many other such groups at the time, they quickly lost contact to their roots back in Europe, with it's name and banner being the most prominent reminder of them. While the elders of the settlement retained their native Italian, little was passed on to the next generations.

However when the name of their origin appeared prominently in the news once again, some youngsters decided to act. Not in support of Italy, but in support of Tyrol. Gathering friends and friends of friends, themselves often of Italian, German or Polish origin, they branded themselves as Batallón de Puerto Tirol. All together nearly two hundred of them started their adventure.

Without much of a concrete plan, or leadership, they started their trek down first the rail lines from Resistencia all the way to Buenos Aires. Short on money, but young, willing to work, armed and rowdy, it took them nearly three weeks to get that far, getting thrown of the train more than once.

Nor did their journey get any smoother once they arrived there. They soon managed to get onto a ship that took them as far as Rio de Janeiro, using up most of their remaining funds, before they were stuck again.

By chance a reporter spotted them and their self created banner, prominently featuring the Tyrolean Eagle that had appeared in papers a couple of times in the weeks before. Thanks to others pulling strings in the background, their story was circulated far more widely than could have been expected and a group of sympathetic helper and couple anonymous donors managed to them on to the next leg of their journey. Arriving in Hamburg three weeks later, the group, communicating mostly in Spanish, but with a smattering of other language words thrown in, was held up in German customs. One of the custom agents insisted they had been speaking Italian before switching to Spanish, and were obviously saboteurs out to attack the 'great German effort to free their brethren in Tyrol'. The youngsters attitude or mannerisms didn't help, nor did their at the time very weak grasp on German.

Again, it held them up for several weeks. Once the legal entanglements were cleared up it turned out that they didn't have the money needed to continue their journey south through Germany. It led to them making several appearances with a variety of associations over the next couple days, be they economic, cultural or charitable. Some of them even had their own ties to Argentina, or at least South America.

Finally an employee from the Austrian consulate agreed to help them book a rail journey south, though by then they had already gathered quite a few funds on their own.

Even the train journey took a while, as they were given a low priority, taking several days to travel south from Hamburg.

This was down to the fact that they had been given a low military priority as well. Most of them had lived far enough from large cities that most of them knew how to handle a hunting rifle, they came with little other military useful training, and had trouble with leadership and discipline besides.

Arriving in Austria more than two and a half months after they started their journey, they were probably the least organised group that travelled from even half as far away. However even as they were put through minimal military training the armistice was called.

The Battalion Puerto Tirol was then shifted to propaganda use. They extensively toured South Tyrol, forging in many cases lasting personal, and from there institutional, ties between the villages their ancestors had left and the communities in Argentina. As unlikely as it seemed at the time, several volunteers among their unit later on grew to be important community and business leaders back in Argentina, strengthening those ties up all the way to present time.

Their last significant public appearance as a 'fighting unit' was their return journey from Triest to Buenos Aires on a liner flying the Austrian flag. While at times seen with suspicion, they unit still exists as a association, one that regularly made appearances at various commemorative occasions.

Just a fluff piece as I try to get back into things. Time might still be a bit short for the coming weeks, but I think I can manage without another four week pause. Maybe just two coming up.

And the irony of it all. The maybe most well known Austrian 'colony' in South America, Dreizehnlinden/Treze Tílias will not even be founded in this ATL, because the economic realities on the ground are different. And then comes the real irony, that many of the other early 'colonies' (that weren't fully forgotten with time that is) were often heavy on the Italian speakers of the Trentino, not German speakers. And yet, more often that not the 'tradition societies' more often than not reach out to North Tyrol/Austria when 're-establishing' ties OTL. It seems a bit odd at time...
 
"Franzerl Pt. 17"
Moss (1944), Franzerl des Panzerl
Part 17
27.6.1929​


After the Austrians broke through that defensive line at it quickly became clear that what remained between us and Rome were scattered formations. Word got around that there were three large groups among the Regio Esercito that remained. One were the remaining Coastal Defense Formations that hadn't been stripped for man and equipment. Most of them were very low moral and scattered back home at the sight of an enemy. Then there were those that were still manning the defensive positions in the Po valley. They were among the best and most motivated Italian troops, but even there outside of Milan they were more likely to surrender than to fight to the bitter end. And then there were those that were in open rebellion, accounting for a lot of units on Sardinia, on Sicily and scattered through the south of Italy.


The remaining units however presented a problem for planning. Central control broke down more and more, logistics failed them. And that in turn meant that Austrian intelligence grew more and more spotty too. Some units settled in place, some roamed around, some splintered into smaller formations. There were even cases where an ambitious officer turned bandit or set himself up as a local warlord, the difference was hard to tell. With this it became more and more difficult to tell how they'd react to contact with Austrian troops. Some just waited for a chance to surrender, and only wanted some food. Others fought to the last man.


The Austrian Air Force increasingly dominated the air, adding new aircraft, while as far as we knew all of the Italian factories were destroyed or no longer in Italian hands. The Austrian fighters were increasingly used for scouting duties, keeping track of at least some of those formations waiting for us on the way south.


Things took a change for the worse the day that Sepperl announced that we were now a mere 100km from Rome. Or to put it different, just over 60 miles. In the early morning mist, the city of Orvieto built upon a hill became visible. I remember, and have the pictures to prove it, thinking it would be a good photo. What I didn't expect to capture, was the heavy artillery emplaced in the city opening up.


We scattered. Michael had to drag me off our Fiat truck, as I had been caught up in taking photos. Tunnel vision they called it, but to be honest, I'd already counted the war as over and grew complacent with my safety. The fact that we were further back in the column was probably the only thing that save my life in this instance, but it didn't for dozen of others who were caught up in the extremely accurate fire. The Regulars in the Austrian Army, Fortress Troops and Infantry Divisions both acted quickly. Their artillery deployed, opening counter fire. The Siegfried carriers only took a short while longer to respond, unguided rockets showering the hill. Frey-Schnyder fighters dropped down from where they'd orbited looking for enemies, strafing the city. Meanwhile what vehicles could still move tried to move around those damaged in the first barrages, while still under fire. Infantry scattered, some fleeing back, but more pressing forwards towards the sound of guns several miles in front of us.


I moved along with the Schützen, who pressed the advance. By pure chance we ended up moving in the wake of Franzerl, the little tank that I hadn't seen since Mantua. He was still here, chugging along, providing at least some moving cover. As we moved forwards several fires started in the city on the hill. Just another ancient settlement destroyed by the ravages of war.


By the time we finally arrived at the hill, it had mostly burned out. We found some scattered civilians and only a handful of Italian soldiers at the bottom of the hill. While many other were found in the following day, to this day nobody knows how many perished in the firestorm up on that hill. It turned out that it wasn't even a strong garrison that had been missed by reconnaissance. There had only been some two hundred soldiers and about as many Blackshirts, but they had stripped several other units of their heavy guns and used them to devastating effect.


Still, it was the second to last defensive line short of Rome itself, and the others were far less adapt at concealment. They were hammered by bombers the day before we were in range and had less artillery besides.

Two weeks... Yeah, made it.

I'm still struggling with the next piece of 'Trenches' that should have fit in here chronological however... I'll see if I manage to finish that sometimes soon.
 
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