Ne mutlu Türküm diyene - The rise of the Ataturk

[HMS Sophia]

Hello guys, girls. This is the very first AAR I've ever decided to run, and I've chosen the intensely confusing HOI3: Semper Fi to do it with.
I'll note here that this is not an interactive AAR. While I will take advice, I'm not asking for it or for any readers to make choices. However, I am running with with a friend with who I will be making decisions. They might comment, but we'll mostly use skype. That last bit was for any Mods who spot this and wonder...
Anyway... we'll be running Turkey in an attempt to regain the glory of the Empire, with all attention paid to Kemalism and the new secular Turkey. It should be interesting.
Chapter List:
1936:
Chapter I: Thus Began The Rise (01/01/1936)
Chapter II: The Best Laid Plans (01/01/1936)
Chapter III: Early changes, January 1936
Chapter IV: A wary nation, February 1936
Chapter V: Adoring Crowds, March 1936
Chapter VI: First the quiet, April 1936
Chapter VII: Forming Friendships, May 1936
Chapter VIII: Advancing together, June & July 1936
Chapter IX: Autumn in Ankara , August & September 1936
Chapter X: Republic Day , October 1936
Chapter XI: The end of the year, November & December 1936
1937:
Chapter XII: Another years peace?, January 1937
Chapter XIII: Tough conversations, February 1937
Chapter XIV: A sleeping giant, March & April 1937
Chapter XV: Building up, May & June 1937
Chapter XVI: Technology marching on, July & August 1937
Chapter XVII: Doing the cabinet shuffle, September 1937
Chapter XVIII: Befriending the Bear, October 1937
Chapter XIX: Everything changes, November & December 1937
1938:
Chapter XX: Everything changes, January 1938
Chapter XXI: Anschluss?, February & March 1938
Chapter XXII: Plans Formed Firmly, April & May 1938
Chapter XXIII: Industry is king, June & July 1938
Chapter XXIV: Bulgar Isgali, August, September & October 1938
Chapter XXV: Galip's War, August, September & October 1938
Chapter XXVI: Integration, October, November & December 1938
1939:
Chapter XXVII: New Neutrality, January, February & March 1939
Chapter XXVIII: Taking Sides, April, May & June 1939
Chapter XXIX: Europe in Flames, July, August & September 1939
Chapter XXX: Turkey stands alone, October, November & December 1939
1940:
Chapter XXXI: Greek Interference, January & February 1940
Chapter XXXII: The March on Salonica, March 1940
Chapter XXXIII: Pushing onwards, April 1940
Chapter XXXIV: Visions of the Great War, May & June 1940
Chapter XXXV: The lines have been drawn , July 1940
Chapter XXXVI: Holding actions, August 1940
Chapter XXXVII: Stalemate, September 1940
Chapter XXXVIII: Fighting in the West, October 1940
Chapter XXXIX: The slow push forwards, November 1940
Chapter XL: Kozani Capture, December 1940
1941:
Chapter XLI: Breaking the lines, January 1941
Chapter XLII: Greece for the Turks, February 1941
Chapter XLIII: The War is Won, March 1941

Ne mutlu Türküm diyene
How happy is he/she who calls himself/herself a Turk
Chapter I: Thus Began The Rise

01/01/1936
"The powers of Europe are scratching at each others doors again" Sukru Ali Ogel, Turkey's head of intelligence said.
"Then perhaps it's time we made our aim public?" Ali Okyar, Foreign minister, frowned at the papers in front of him. "Turkey is a shadow of the empire, and we wont hold he respect we deserve until we regain our former strength."
"The country is still reeling from reforms. Starting a war is only going to make that worse." The minister of security, Sukru Kaya said quietly.
Nuri Yamut, Chief of the Army, stood and pointed at the plans they were putting together "That is why we are taking this slowly. Re-armament first, to improve our frankly obsolete armed forces. The men need new weapons, new training-"
"New weapons, pheh" Ali Orlungat, Chief of the Air Force, made a rude noise. "The bomber will always get through" he said with a finger in the air, quoting "We must support the army with an adequate air force or we will never win a modern war."
Yuri turned on his old adversary, the chief of the navy settling into his seat between them, and was about to open his mouth when a cleared throat at the head of the table silenced them both.
"Perhaps, gentlemen, instead of arguing, we should find the balance that suits all of greater Turkey's interests..."

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Head of State:
Kemal Ataturk, retired general. He led the country to victory in the Turkish War of Independence. He aims to rebuild a modern Turkey not only with economic and cultural reforms which will create a new secular nation, but to take back lands that were lost during the First World War. The treaty of Sevres was the Turkish Versailles and Kemal held a long standing belief that the Allies had done their best to destroy a free Turkish state, a resentment fired by the still recent war for independence.
Kemal aims for the re-expansion to previous borders by any means necessary, so long as it doesn't destroy his dream of a modern Turkey. He is a realist as well as a visionary.

Head of Intelligence:
Sukru Ali Ogel. Industrial intelligence specialist. A charming man who aims to advance Turkey's standing by weakening it's biggest threats. Often willing to bow to the demands of other government members, he also has his own ideas about how to run things. Spare intelligence resources will be utilised for his own ends, mostly against European threats. He has few opinions on military growth, its growth having little impact on his efforts.

Foreign Minister:
Ali Fethi Okyar. Idealogical crusader. A forthright man with little time for foreigners. He can be influenced relatively easily by the feeling of Turks. He wants Turkey returned to the glory of the Ottoman Empire, in all but name. He will push to make alliances based on what's going to help Turkey most. He is very supportive of a large army, but is less interested in the navy and air force, thinking the former large enough to close the straights and the latter a pointless new fad that will never compete with the army.

Armament Minster:
Zekai Apaydin, an old school industrialist. Turkey will become great by building schools, hospitals and roads, not by fighting. Unsurprisingly one of the few conservatives in the cabinet. Doesn't generally get along with the rest of the cabinet, though he can sometimes be found discussing foreign aims with Ogel. Least likely to support military expansion, and wants a rich Turkey through trade.

Minister of Security:
Sükrü Kaya. Interior minister. Career politician. Has worked his way through various offices in a hunt for the most powerful and lucrative posts. His coarse and lively, outright eccentric manners has made him unpopular with many and hard to work with, but being so straightforward also gives a veil of honesty. Cares more for personal wealth than for any ideology or belief and works tirelessly to achieve it. Works along the ideas of Atatürk, building a more modern, strong state and hoping to capitalize on the modernization in the process. Despite his personal goals he works hard to publicly maintain an image of being a man of the people, and for the people.

Chief of the Army:
Nuri Yamut, Brigadier General. Professional commander. Takes his job very seriously, and with experience in WW1, the independence war, and the Afghan war of independence knows both the hardships of the soldier and of practical field command. He is fearless, dependable, and brilliant, although of orthodox and traditional military thinking, living more in the experiences of the last war than in the next. Expects others to take their duty as seriously as himself, even in the face of certain death. Focus on strengthening the army to defend Turkey’s long borders, with a major center such as Constantinople exposed and vulnerable in the west, and with endless mountains to defend in the east, not to mention the lack of internal stability in foremost the eastern regions. Does not trust in Turkey’s ability to wage offensive war, but prefers fortifying the nation, making each soldier as strong as can be.

Chief of the Navy:
Rauf Orbay, Colonel of the Navy and previous commander of the Hamidieh. Former prime minister and Chief of Navy Staff. Idealist. Strong supporter of Atatürk’s ideas and the first prime minister after the war of independence. After a decade of exile past offenses have been forgiven and his mind is set on making things right. A compassionate man he is good at understanding the needs and wants of others, making him skilled at negotiating the dangers of top-level politics, despite his near blind trust in Kemal Atatürk. Lively and motivated he comes across as very inspired, making him equally popular with his supporters as disliked by his opponents. With former experiences in WW1 and the war of indepence there is a lot of expectations on his ability to command the navy, and with a very limited fleet, as limited are his ambitions with it. It would take a lot of conviction to take a chance with it, and it sorely needs modernization to defend even the Bosporus

Chief of the Air Force:
Sadi Ozbek. Self-important traditionalist. With a history of bold and at the time correct and sometimes lucky choices has got an inflated sense of importance, balanced only by his personal generosity with both money, actions, and titles, he has made a rocket career through the air force. Personally responsible for the acquisition of the new and modern Curtiss Hawks and Bristol Beaufighters he considers himself the patron of the whole air force. With Turkey’s weak navy he has taken it upon himself to replace it, pushing the idea that torpedo planes, gunships, and dive bombers can replace any naval vessel, and in addition support the army like no ship can. He is looks back with sorrow at the fallen Ottoman Empire - an era of greatness - and is strongly nationalistic to the point of fascism and an out-spoken anti-communist, an admirer of both Mussolini and Franco.

The documents showed Turkey to be in a stronger position than it had been for several years. Diplomatically, they had remained neutral since their victory in the War of Independence. Internal politics were certainly drifting towards right wing parties, but there were no signs of aligning themselves with a major alliance.

Spoiler

Industry documents were impressive. Consumer goods and supplies were under heavy production. The Army was already undergoing a hefty upgrade program to all of its equipment from small arms to light artillery across all divisions. Even with that their was still a significant portion of the countries Industrial strength open for production of war materials which might be necessary. There was certainly the resources needed for a military expansion.

Spoiler

The nation was definitely gearing its intelligentsia towards advancing technologically rather than in any other way. Intelligence, Diplomatic and Officer Training efforts were still going ahead, but at a reduced capacity. Their is plenty of scope for a rapidly advancing nation though, as strived for under kemalism.

Spoiler

Everyone already knew the other ministers, but the breakdown of political parties and their polling levels nationwide was an eye opener for some. They were pleased to see that their fully voluntarily staffed army was trained to a very high standard. The investments into youth education and consumer spending were also satisfying.

Spoiler

Intelligence efforts were focused on the nations nearest neighbours, especially Greece and Bulgaria. Internally, there was a focus on counter-espionage and eliminating enemy spy rings. Turkey was to be strong both within and without. There was little intelligence to be had thus far, but that was sure to change as agents were deployed.

Spoiler

Finally, there was the armed forces. Everything came under the purview of Turkey HQ based in Ankara, commanded by Field Marshall Calmak. Also in Ankara was 1st Corps, two infantry divisions each three brigades strong. 2nd Corps, commanded by Lt. General Wehib Pasha, is Turkeys cavalry corps with three divisions each of two cavalry brigades. 2nd corps is based in Konya, near the South Coast. Eight other infantry divisions and a mountaineers division are under independent command and attached directly to Turkey HQ, spread across the country. Each is three brigades strong.
The Turkish Air Force is organised as a single wing, one fighter squadron (1. Avci Ucagi Grup) and one light bomber sqaudron (1. Taktik Bombardiman Ucagi Grup), both based in Ankara.
The Turkish Navy is organised as a single fleet with a home port in Eregli. The pride of the fleet, TDT Yavuz is the elderly Moltke class battle cruiser 'bought' from the Germans during the last war. It is supported by a pair of light cruisers and a flotilla of destroyers. The navy is rounded out by a transport fleet and a flotilla of submarines. Small it may be, but it is considered adequate.

Spoiler

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Government planning options:
Technological development: Upgrade or new options? Focus on a branch, or develop widely?
Production: Army or Air Force? Division attachments or new divisions?
Leadership: Maintain technological development, or refocus assets?

 

[Skywalker_T-65]

Huh, another author still using Semper Fi.

Subbed of course, since Turkey is one of the more interesting minors to play as.

 

[HMS Sophia]

Well... I only bought it yesterday. And today got 'for the motherland'. I'll be getting the last DLC probably after this AAR. Anyway, continuing the planning...
I will be aiming for accuracy in any use of the Turkish language or things like modes of address. If anything is truly egregious, please don't hesitate to correct me.

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01/01/1936, 10:00
Cabinet Meeting Rooms
"A fine situation the nation finds itself in Gentlemen. I see we have plenty of scope for growth. But where is this going to take us?" The Turkish head of state said, quiet but with authority.

The Chief of the Navy stood first "Sir, the Navy has been poorly funded for many years. Building a force capable of protecting Turkish interests in the Black Sea and the Mediterranean is going to take a massive injection of resources. Our ships and submarines are of a type used in the Great War, and would need total replacement before we could be confident in fighting a major conflict. Not only that, but additional ships would need to be based at Izmir and Samsun, and perhaps at even more ports. We have much coastline, and all of it would need to be defended from raiders if we manage to antagonise a nation with more advanced assets."

The foreign minister leans forward, looking at the head of the table "Beyefendi, it's obvious that such efforts would be wasted, diverting resources from more useful projects. The Navy is plenty to close the Bosporus to any who try to cross it, especially when it's assisted by the army's guns. An army which, given proper resources, will crush any enemy which sets itself against Turkey."

"The Army could certainly prosper rapidly given attention" Nuri Yamut says, seizing the moment "With proper artillery and anti-armour support for fighting divisions, the strength of any action would be improved several-fold. Continuous improvements of weaponry, strategy and organisational methods will only increase those improvements."

A quiet man sitting away from the centre of the table raised his hand in the ensuing quiet. "Sukru bey, you have something to add?" Mustafa Kemal said.
"We are training many scientists, and many researchers. While they do wonderful work, perhaps some of that budget could go towards instructing our foreign specialists. Surely if we are to spend so much on building the military, we can afford to spend a little of the budget on an alternate form of learning."

Sadi Ozbek, Chief of the Air Force grimaced "If you're going to talk about spies, at least be open about it. No, I say we focus on those scientists. An advanced military is a powerful military. And while I agree that the Army will need new weapons, I would also point out that a properly trained wing of aircraft can act as more accurate aerial artillery, striking at the enemy in close support of the troops. Production should be focused on new aircraft, not more troops."

Minister of Security Sukru Kaya shook his head "More aircraft does not make Turkey a safer place. We are still suffering quite significant internal dissent. We have introduced many new policies over the last few years, and the effects of them are still being felt. The eastern regions have ethnic divisions and porous borders. I would request new troops be trained, either irregulars from the local populations, or regular garrison and MP units who could actual instil a sense of order in the regions. Plus they might free up infantry divisions for military operations" He said out of hand, as if he has just thought of it.

"All of you sound as if Turkey is preparing for another Great War" Zekai Apaydin said "War will not make Turkey great. The more money we feed into the economy, by building up industry, infrastructure, and into foreign trade, the more powerful we will become. Who threatens us these days? The Soviet Empire has many enemies that we seem insignificant to them. Who else. Greece? Europe? We need not worry about them. This country can be the greatest in all of Europe and Asia combined, one day, but we must move cautiously, and not antagonise those that would put us under their boot heels again."

Kemal Ataturk sighed. His cabinet had such disparate aims. With a proper focus, Turkey could rise, conquer and rule. But with a cabinet made up of bickering women, he would achieve nothing. He stood slowly, his hands gripping the edges of the table. "Gentlemen, focus! Our aims are to be conquest, realistic and cautious but conquest nonetheless. Zekai bey, your ideas are grand but if we are to see a Greater Turkey in our lifetimes, then we will do so by retaking the lands that were once Ottoman. Rauf, the Navy has always been small and Sadi bey is correct, we need only hold the Bosporus for Turkey to prevail. Gentlemen, we will prepare for war, and that war will be in the West. I would like to see your plans."

 

[TheCheeseMaster]

Turkey still needs a reasonable okay navy in order to take Crete which I guess is owned by your first target? And taking Cyprus and Malta also require some naval presence.

 

[HMS Sophia]

Chapter II: The Best Laid Plans
Bir vurmakla ağaç devrilmez​

01/01/1936, 12:20
Cabinet Meeting Rooms

In a matter of hours, the finest plans of each cabinet offices had been laid before him, presented with as much relish as their owners thought they deserved. The army wanted new rifles for its men, carbines for the cavalry and new divisions. The Air force wanted three entire aircraft wings, ten complete squadrons. Ataturk shook his head. These men were certainly visionaries, even if they perhaps weren't as realistic if he would have liked them to be. These were the men Turkey needed, certainly. But he would have to cut their plans down if anything was going to get done.

"All of you, thank you for your efforts in producing these plans. I will preface everything that follows by making the point that I am glad you see a glorious future for Turkey. However, I do feel that perhaps you have become a little over focused on your own areas of interest. It will take a balance of all of your skills to achieve a glorious future for our nation." He nods to his ministers, and they return it, some slightly grim faced.

"Nuri bey, we will have new carbines for the cavalry. New divisions will come in time, but it is time I believe we have. The world believes us neutral, we have time to prepare." The thin faced officer nods again. "Sadi bey, again, I cannot give the air force all that it wants, just as with these other plans. Three new squadrons of fighter planes will be built, to be based in Duzce. Having a well defended capital is all well and good, but all of Turkey must be covered if our enemies develop their own aircraft." The man looked like he was about to throw his papers across the table, but he simply sat back in his chair and crossed him arms.

"Zekai, I am putting you in charge of agricultural reform. As you put it so succinctly, without food, how will we feed the babies that will be our soldiers. Our rural affairs seem somewhat backwards, perhaps some organisation in the East will enhance things." The man made a face and Ataturk smiled "You have been agriculture minister once, I wouldn't hesitate to do it again." The whole cabinet laughed at that. Zekai Apaydin had been in charge of the countries agricultural development for all of 6 months some ten years earlier and he had hated every moment of it. He stands after a moments more consideration. "Thank you Gentlemen. If there is nothing else, we should proceed. Sukru Ogel, if you could wait please."

The pair stand until the room clears, the ministers filing out with barely a backward glance. "Ataturk, let me-" The remaining man begins, but Turkey's leader silences him with a motion. The door closes, and they sit again. "I see you have not submitted any plans to me, Sukru bey. Are there no agents you can call on, no actions you can take?"He said it with an almost paternally amused, rather than an accusatory tone.
"Beyfendi, I have many agents, and more are trained as we speak. My man in Greece tells me they have a strong army that they will struggle to staff before too long, another in Iraq keeps me informed on their struggling industry. I don't think there is more you could have me do. What use would there have been in me bringing you plans." he was confident, speaking quietly but forcefully.
"Quite right, my friend, you have done a fine job. I simply think that perhaps you could focus your efforts towards a mutual end. I'd like the MAH to begin producing materials for public consumption. European tensions, the Russian bear, I'm sure you can think of something. Now tell me, what do you know-" He says, pulling a small map from his bundle of papers "-about Bulgaria."

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01/01/1936, 13:10
Offices of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs

"I have known that man for many years, and he has always been fair. But to not even mention my suggestions..." Ali Okyar seethed privately, talking aloud to his empty office. "No, this will not do. He has seen we cannot stay neutral, but to succeed, we are going to have to return to some old allies. He stood and walked to the door, opening it. "Iskender!" he shouts "Iskender, send an invitation to the German ambassador. Dinner, I think, tonight if he can. Thank you."

Spoiler

So here's how Turkey will be starting out:
-Constructing a new wing of interceptors
-Researching cav small arms and agriculture
-aligning to axis
-Reducing own neutrality and raising Bulgaria's threat level.
Any questions, just ask.

 

[Baltasar]

I wonder if you shouldn't build another factory or two. Turkey is very short on IC and building a few gives you a little more to juggle around later on. Also, if you want to join the Axis, you have enough time to prepare yourself. Just remember that once you join the Axis, you'll also have the bear breathing down your neck.

 

[HMS Sophia]

I wonder if you shouldn't build another factory or two. Turkey is very short on IC and building a few gives you a little more to juggle around later on.

Joyously, the Turks can't build industry until a new tech is researched. Perhaps we'll get onto that shortly...

 

[Inkompetent]

Can chime in and say that I'm the other person mentioned. We'll try to find a reasonable balance between "gaming" it, and between roleplay. Will hopefully be quite a fun run! (Extra much so when I get internet back for my desktop so that I actually can run the game and study savegames!)

 

[HMS Sophia]

Chapter III: Early changes, January 1936
Herkes kendi yıldızının demircisi​

01/01/1936, 20:00
The Presidential Residence

"A note, sir, from the Foreign Office." Kemal Ataturk's assistant passed him the letter. He opened it and read it quickly, skimming the words.
"The French have elected a socialist government. Weak, western fools. If Europe descends into chaos again, they will need strength in their leadership." He cuts himself off. "Thank you Kudret, that will be all for tonight." The young man shuts the door behind him, leaving Ataturk to his thoughts.

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05/01/1936, 12:40
A restaurant, Ankara

"Thank you for meeting me, Friedrich bey." Ali Okyar stood, shaking hands with the German diplomat. "I'm glad you could meet me, and on such short notice." They sit, the be-suited German man pushing his pince-nez back on his nose.
"The pleasure is mine, Mr. Okyar I imagine we, and our nations, have much to offer each other." He unbuttons his jacket slowly, relaxing in the sounds of the bustle of midday Ankara. It was warm enough for them to sit in the front of the restaurant, the clear sky and bright sunlight sharpening the colours around them.
"Well, we have been good to each other before. I don't see why two nations ascendant couldn't work together." The Turk decided that stroking the German's ego was the best way to go about things. He raised a hand, gesturing at the waiter who was hovering nearby "I took the liberty of ordering a selection of meze for us. I understand you haven't been in the country for too long, have you had the opportunity to experience our cuisine?" Friedrich smiles slightly.
"Not as much as I would have liked. I'm afraid the embassy brought its own chefs, who for some reason are set on a Bavarian menu." They laugh as the waiter lays several plates in front of them. They are quiet as they eat, exchanging pleasantries and exclamations of enjoyment over the food. Finally they finish, the German lighting a cigarette as the waiter removes the plates and replaces them with small cups of coffee and glasses of iced water.
"Well now, perhaps to business? You said Turkey was ascendant. How so?" Ali Okyar takes a moment to think before answering, sipping his coffee and then the water.
"The President, Mustafa Ataturk, has great plans. The Empire was destroyed at the end of the last war, with territory taken by the British, the French. Before that the fools in command of our fine nation watched as it crumbled away and did nothing to stop it." He stops, pausing before he becomes worked up. "We would like to... reacquire what was once ours. Whatever that takes. I believe that our plans could fit alongside yours comfortably."
"And what do you know of our plans exactly?" Friedrich says with a broad smile "I imagine the Führer would be most alarmed to hear that his secrets had spread as far afield as Turkey"
"Ah, my friend, we both know how Germany is presenting itself to the world. You are a great nation growing all the greater with each passing day. I think Turkey is to be much the same in coming years."
"Mr Okyar, you have given me much to think about. Perhaps we should meet again, in a few weeks, once I have had the opportunity to process these ideas of yours." The German stands, stubbing out his cigarette in the ashtray. The Turk stands as well, shaking his hand again. Once the German has left he retakes his seat, gazing into the distance and sipping at his rapidly cooling coffee.

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07/01/1936, 1:10
National Assembly Building, The Presidents office

"Kudret, take a memo. While we are grateful for the offer of trade with Greece, we do not believe it meets our current needs. We must regretfully refuse such an agreement between our nations. End memo. Send a copy to the foreign office, one to the Greek ambassador and retain a copy. Thank you."

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13/01/1936, 08:35
National Assembly Building, The Presidents office

"Another trade offer Beyfendi, from the Japanese."
"Thank you Kudret. Ah, they want to buy coal. And lots of it. Not a very good price... Kudret, pass a letter to the Foreign office. We'll accept, for now. We can always look elsewhere later."

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25/01/1936, 21:00
The Presidential Residence

Kemal Ataturk stands as the man he had worked with for years was shown into his study."Sukru Bey. It's good to see you."
"Beyfendi" Sukru Ogel, head of the Turkish intelligence services, shook the hand of the nations leader. "I have good news."
"Sit, please. Coffee?" The older man says, smiling, looking forward to what he's going to hear.
"No, thank you Beyfendi. We have managed to get a source inside the Bulgarian government."
"Ours? A turncoat? What news has he got for us"
"Ours to the end. The agent hasn't been able to give us much yet, but they're already working on... exaggerating Bulgaria's foreign aims. Beyfendi, a word of caution. Bulgaria is well supplied from all I've heard. They have stockpiles equivalent to our own."
"Perhaps, but I'm certain they are weak. And we owe it to our people to bring them back into Turkey."
"Yes, Beyfendi." Sukru stands, nodding to his leader "I'll show myself out."

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Memo dated 31/01/1936
To: The President's Office
From: The Foreign Office

Text:
We have received several offers of trade from across the world. We have declined offers from Bulgaria and the Quanxi Clique, but we are maintaining trade with Estonia, Italy and Japan.
We are importing metals and gold.
We are exporting coal and rare materials, and exporting gold to Estonia.

Signed: Minister for Foreign Affairs

Spoiler

Wow... that was pretty boring. Two important events, the intelligence on Bulgaria and the meeting with the German Ambassador. That's Friedrich von Keller, if anyone's curious.
Turns out I don't use pictures much...

 

[HMS Sophia]

Chapter IV: A wary nation, February 1936
Güneşte yanmayan gölgenin kıymetini bilmez​

03/02/1936, 11:50
Army Headquarters, Ankara

Nuri Yamut strides into the dim planning room, ceremonial uniform sharp despite the pouring rain outside, and receives the waiting officers salutes. He returns in shortly, all of them ignoring the fact that they hold higher rank than he ever did in active service.
"Maresal Fevzi, old friend. Korgeneral Calistar, how is First Topluluk (division) treating you, still exceeding your expectations I hope?" He smiles warmly at them, an expression quickly broken by their dour expressions. The Korgeneral steps out of the way, allowing Nuri the opportunity to look over a map of Turkey and the surrounding states. Small wooden pieces are placed delicately to represent Turkish divisions across the country. A very few are scattered on the borders in a variety of colours to represent known dispositions of enemy- no, that was Ataturks thinking, they were the dispositions of other nations forces. The border with the Soviets was looking... well populated.

"I don't understand. A few weeks ago..." Nuri says, running out of words.
"Yes, exactly. In January our reconnaissance elements saw perhaps two divisions. Now we count eight, all of them fighting units." Calistar says, gesturing vaguely at the border region. "There are still significant troops movements even as we speak, but we believe they are increasing their numbers all the time."
"Then you believe they are preparing for... something?" Nuri was unable to put his fears into words. He knew, had been saying for years, that Turkey had to prepare to defend itself. Fevzi Cakmak had been one of his staunchest supporters in that argument, but still the East was almost undefended.
"No. We think, hope, this is just a show of strength. They'll perform some manoeuvres, run around in the mud with their guns, perhaps practice with their artillery near our border. But we don't think they will cross, at least not in any force." Maresal Fevzi said calmly, defusing the tense atmosphere that was dampening the mood in the room.
"Then what do you suggest." Nuri said after sighing heavily. A soviet build up like this could hardly be ignored, even if it wasn't an invasion.
"Here" The Korgeneral places some arrows on the map, linking units to distant provinces.

"1. Dagci Dagitim (Mountaineers Division) will be redeployed to Selim, 11. Piyade Dagitim (Infantry Division) will move to Yusufeli and 17. PD will move to Sarkamis. With 13. PD at Kars that will provide 4 divisions along our border, heavily dug in in mountainous and hilly terrain. 19. PD in Erzurum can provide a response force or hold the city." Calistar explains quickly.
"4 Divisions. 4 Divisions! That is all Turkey can spare for the defence of the East?" Nuri controls the volume of his voice, but can't hide the vehemence.
"Efendi, with respect, the border with French Syria, Iraq, Persia-" Korgeneral Calistar tries to cut in.
"Must be defended, yes, do you think me stupid? But the dearth of forces, this is... intolerable. Redeploy the forces. Man the border. I am going to speak to our president." With that said, he storms out into the rain, and the two officers begin the slow process of redeploying Turkeys army.

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03/02/1936, 13:05
National Assembly Building, The Presidents office

"Beyefendi, please wait, the President-" The stammered words of Ataturks' assistant are lost as Nuri Yamut slams the office door open and storms into the room.
"Nuri bey, what a surprise. Sadi Ozbek and I were just discussing the new aircraft that are being built. Would you like to see the pictures?" Ataturk says calmly, despite the redness of Nuri's face and the dripping from his wet uniform.
"Ah yes, the wonderful air force. How nice to see you, Sadi bey" Nuri says with obvious dismissal. "Ataturk, news from the East. The Soviets are gathering on the border. In a month, their forces have increased fourfold, and more are apparently on their way. Do you know what we can possibly place across the border from them?" He pauses, apparently aiming for dramatics. "Four divisions. We cannot even form a continuous line of defence if they did decide to invade. First Erzurum, then Ankara, then Istanbul will fall to them without serious attention being paid to the army." A long moment passes, in which Ataturk retakes his seat with a carefully neutral expression on his face. Sadi Ozbek looks slightly stunned, glancing between the two men, the standing, raging and still slightly damp Chief of the Army and the cool, calm President.
"Are you quite done, Nuri bey?" Ataturk says quietly but with a force that makes Nuri and Sadi both blink. "I forget this country with your help, and with luck, you will be part of holding it together into the future. You know as well as I do that we are not wealthy. Unfortunately for you, that limits our build-up to what we can afford, rather than what we want. Sadi bey managed to convince me of the need for another wing of interceptors. Trust me, Nuri bey, I will not put this nation in danger without a reason to expect success." He waits for a response, but none is forthcoming. Nuri stands, shoulders slumped, as if defeated.
"Ataturk... Beyefendi... I am sorry for my disrespect. Please forgive my behaviour."
"Nuri, my friend, there is nothing to forgive. Such passion for our nations safety is no bad thing. Please, allow me to finish my meeting, and I will discuss the future with you." Nuri nods, and sees himself out, calmer and somehow more confident.

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18/021936, 09:05
National Assembly Building, The Presidents office

"News from Europe Beyefendi" Kudret hands Ataturk a telegram before returning to his administrative tasks.
"Italy has annexed Ethiopia... an unexpected result, I suppose. Still, if Britain closes Suez to them, they will struggle to supply their forces. We'll have to keep an eye on Italy."

---

Memo dated 28/02/1936
To: The President's Office
From: The Foreign Office

Text:
We have come to an agreement with the Persians and Nationalist China.
We are importing metals, crude oil and gold.
We are exporting coal and rare materials, and exporting gold to Estonia and Persia.

Signed: Minister for Foreign Affairs

---

Spoiler

Hey look! Pictures! magic. Anything anyone wants to know? there's plenty going on...

 

[HMS Sophia]

Chapter V: Adoring Crowds, March 1936
Acele işe şeytan karışır​

05/03/1936, 19:00
The Presidential Residence

"Beyefendi" Sukru Ogel steps into the noisy family room of Ataturk's spacious apartments, neutral expression on his face. The President stands, shooing away a pair of his children as he wordlessly pours a drink for the new arrival and offering it too him. He doesn't speak until the children have left the room.
"Sukru bey. You have news from the West?"
"The West yes, but close by. Bulgaria. Our agent has turned one of their men. We have two now that we can rely on." Sukru sips at his drink as Kemal Ataturk ponders his news.
"That is good news. As long as we don't lose our man if theirs loses his nerve." He frowns at the dark thought.
"We are well protected, beyefendi, even if our agent is discovered it is unlikely it will come back on us."
"Hmm... All is well then. Is that all, or does this turncoat have something for us?" Sukru smiles, finishing his drink.
"Bulgaria is... divided, beyefendi. The people are unhappy, the king is charismatic, but there are divisive parties making themselves heard. A war would not be popular, or easy for them to prosecute."
"Interesting news indeed. Thank you, Sukru bey. I imagine you have much to do." So dismissed, Sukru Ogel takes his leave as quietly as he arrived, and makes his return to his offices in Ankara's twighlight.

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12/03/1936, 11:25
Streets of Ankara

The sky had finally cleared after days of storms and pouring rain. The streets were thick with mud, but the sky was clear and the air was crisp. Now, the streets were lined with thousands of cheering citizens, flags hanging from every balcony and window. The nation was showing its pride in the troops that were parading through them. The five and a half thousand soldiers of 1. Topluluk were displaying their new equipment as they marched in perfect squares, despite the mud up to their ankles. Horses towed light guns, men carried machine guns and mortars, and the entire procession was lead by two finely dressed, mounted offices. Maresal Cakmak and Korgeneral Calistar waved from horseback, accompanied by their uniformed guards and staff. Division bands filled the streets with music as they led their units, each of the six brigades lead by their own band playing a different song. The parade, marching at a slightly uncomfortable 90 beats per minutes, was to take four hours to pass through the city, including all of the accompanying units. Ataturk gave thanks for the storms and mud that made it so 2. Topluluk's cavalry divisions couldn't reach the city to take part and double the length of the parade.

The troops marched despite the previous days foul weather.​

"They look fine, do they not Beyefendi?" Sadi Ozbek, Chief of the Air Force, came to stand next to the President in the cabinet's viewing box. "Our finest soldiers, defending the capital with honour and glory." Ataturk smiled as other cabinet members nodded and murmured their agreement.
"Yes, they look very fine, Sadi bey. Such clean uniforms, such gleaming weapons. It's a pity about the mud. Of course, it's also a pity that their comrades are currently struggling through mud and ice to take up defensive positions against the soviets." Nuri Yamut said, staring at the troops on parade.
"Nuri bey, the soviets aren't going to invade." Sadi Ozbek says, laughing. "Such a ridiculous idea."
"Yes, Sadi, scoff all you like. Scoff, and then explain to me why there are now thirteen soviet divisions on our border. A month ago, there were eight, the month before just two." Nuri says, scowling at the man.
"Nuri, we have talked once." Atatrurk says, just loud enough for the man to hear.
"Apologies Ataturk. I am simply concerned." He goes quiet and returns to watching the Parade. A squadron of Hawk's chooses that moment to roar across the parade lines in formation, waggling their wings to the president.

Curtiss Hawk's flying over Ankara​

An hour passes in relative silence, aside from several cabinet members cheering and clapping as the parade passes. Towards the end, Rauf Orbay takes his place next to Nuri Yamut.
"You fear a real Soviet assault on our borders?" the naval officer says
"Fear them my friend? No, I expect them now, and I expect Turkey to be in serious danger when they do."
"And the Ataturk will not move any more troops to the border?" Rauf frowns, as if confused.
"The President has done all he can. Our troops are spread thin as it is, without such threats. We leave ourselves exposed if we move more."
"There isn't much I can do for you with such limited forces at my control... but I will have the cruisers Hamidieh and Medjidieh moved to a port closer to the Soviet border. Perhaps they will give the Bear pause for thought."
"And if they don't, no one can say you did not do your duty, my friend."
"Exactly." Rauf Orbay says with a smile. The two men shake hands, and return to watching the parade.

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12/03/1936, 18:00
Eregli Naval Base

"Tuğamiral Üngen, orders from Ankara." The man takes the papers from the messenger, scanning them quickly. His face splits in a broad smile.
"You are directed... take command of 1. Kruvazor Filotilla... proceed to Tabzon at full speed." He whoops, then glances around, embarrassed at the breach in protocol. He walks to the door, pulls it open.
"Adem! Come quickly. I have a command!"

TDT Hamidieh sails for its new home at Trabzon​

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21/03/1936, 14:40
Selim, East Turkey

Around him the rest of his unit were digging in on their side of the mountain pass. Across from them, another platoon were emplacing themselves, setting up machine guns where they could see choke points and approaches and bedding down the light artillery. The rain was hammering down on them, but it wasn't helping them to dig in. Galip plunged his shovel into the thick mud, scooped it into the pile in front, and watched in disgust as the hole filled immediately with muddy water. It was windy, dim and wet. At least it wasn't cold as well, the spring was already proving to be mild here in the east. But it was wet. Constantly. All the way here on the march, and ever since they had arrived they had been rained on. Galip tried his shovel again, before sticking it upright in the mud and retreating to his pack and the flask of warming drink buried deep in it. He squatted down, leaning over to keep the contents dry as he opened the bag. He was just pulling the flask out when he felt a tap on his arm.
"Not making yourself a firing position Galip?" He nearly jumped out of his skin. Turning he slumped internally.
"Astubay. I was just... checking something." He knew the excuse was weak, but he had to try.
"Give up Galip, I'm not stupid." The astubay (sergeant) said with his hand out. He took the flask, took out the stopper and sniffed, wrinkling his nose. "Really? This is it?" The NCO took a long pull on the flask before handing it back. "Come on Galip. Back to Work. Remember, the Russians are coming." He moved off into the rain, lighting a thin cigarette despite the damp. Galip took a short drink and sighed before burying the flask back in his pack and going back to his digging.

---

Memo dated 31/03/1936
To: The President's Office
From: The Foreign Office

Text:
We have come to an agreement with the USA. With the money, we have increased our trade with Persia.
We are importing metals, crude oil and gold.
We are exporting coal, gold and rare materials, and exporting supplies to the USA.

Signed: Minister for Foreign Affairs

---

Spoiler

New characters! People! Content! and stuff!

 

[HMS Sophia]

Chapter VI: First the quiet, April 1936​

11/04/1936, 9:00
Army Headquarters, Ankara

"They're still increasing their numbers?" Nuri Yamut was now visiting the marshal's headquarters almost every day, and was often accompanied by the Chief of the Navy or one of his staff.
"The last count had sixteen divisions arranged along the border, with strong-points at Bat'umi and Bolnisi. Troops are still moving around, but there's at least one armoured brigade and several specialist mountain brigades on the border." Maresal Capmak said, pointing as he spoke.
"We've had nothing about ship movements. Certainly Bat'umi's port is empty of naval vessels." Rauf Orbay was standing away from the table, studying the supply documents hung from one wall.
"Then they'll just come over land?" Nuri asked.
"Possibly. Possibly it means they're keeping their ships in Sevastopol or Odessa. Just because there are no squadrons on the border, doesn't mean they aren't a threat. The black sea is a remarkably small place." There was an air of regret in his voice. "If the Russians do invade... we're not going to hold them, are we." It was barely a question. All of them were experienced military men.
"We'd aim to fight a holding action in the Eastern actions and appeal to our friends overseas for assistance. But no. We cannot fight the Bear alone." Capmak said quietly.
"I thought as much. Good day to you gentlemen." With that, Orbay leaves the command post.

---

Memo dated 30/04/1936
To: The President's Office
From: The Foreign Office

Text:
We have come to an agreement with Belgium and Sweden.
We are importing metals, crude oil and gold.
We are exporting coal, gold and rare materials, and exporting supplies to the USA, Sweden and Belgium.

Signed: Minister for Foreign Affairs

---

Spoiler

An exceedingly quiet month. Perhaps I'll do May shortly.

 

[HMS Sophia]

Chapter VII: Forming Friendships, May 1936​

04/05/1936, 13:30
Tehran, Capital of Persia

The Turkish diplomat walked up the steps into the Persian parliament building with a smile, concious of the importance of the papers in his suitcase. He looked over his shoulder at the freshly laid streets, busy with traffic, that ran around the building, took a deep breath, and strode in. He was met by a well dressed Persian representative.
"Selam, my friend" The man says, before escorting him to a meeting room. Two other's, a diplomat and a member of the Persian government, were already seated. They stook and exchanged greetings with the Turk before the four men all took their seats around the table.
"We understand you have a proposal for us? What can Persia do for Turkey, beyond the obvious of course." The Turkish man bites back a frown. These men knew how dependant Turkey would soon become on Persian oil, if it wasn't already.
"My President sends his greetings, and wishes to make your great nation an offer. We do much trade, my nation and yours, and we feel that it would be best to safeguard that. That is why we wish to propose a... promissory declaration. In the event of conflict, our nations would never again make war against one another. The Turkish government feels that this is simply the first step in a future of co-operation between Persia and Turkey, and that this will begin the public acknowledgement of that." He says, barely pausing for breath. Turkey needed friends, especially if the Russians decided to make a move openly. This would be a step in the right direction. The three men seem somewhat surprised by the proposal, though at least one of them is visibly pleased.
"My friend... we will need time to discuss and come to a decision, but I think we can agree it is certainly an enticing proposal. Please, return to your embassy, and we will find you when we have made a decision." The diplomat nods, stands, and leaves, escorted out by one of the three men. He steps back into the cool streets with a pensive look on his face.

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06/05/1936, 11:10
Selim, East Turkey

"3. Müfreze! New equipment has been shipped in." Ustegmen (Lieutenant) Bahadir was stepping down from a truck, the bed piled with wooden boxes. "You will unbox and distribute it amongst yourselves and the rest of the company." He stepped down from the truck and walked off towards the officers areas. Galip was in one of the rear areas with the rest of the platoon, supposedly resting after their time in the cold, wet foxholes further up the mountains. For the private soldiers, that meant bad food, warm water, and hard work. He took one of the crates from the truck with a friend and moved off to crack it open. A few hard wrenches with the thin end of their entrenching tools, and the top was off.
"Look Galip. New guns." Savas, a fellow solider, was smiling widely. Each crate held four fresh rifles and a single gun of a type he hadn't seen before. While Savas picked up one of he rifles, Galip found a manual and began to read.
"Sitting down on the job, Galip?" A voice said almost in his ear a few minutes later. He jumped and shot up, ready to argue until he saw who it was.
"Astubay! You startled me. No, I was reading about the new weapons, astubay." He held up the manual as if in explanation.
"Good, that's fine initiative Galip. You'll make a soldier one day. And as a reward for your initiative, you have now been assigned the Lewis gun." The Astubary grinned his predatory smile "Congratulations machine gunner Galip. Now come along, both of you. We're moving back to our positions." Galip looks to his friend with a sour look, then hefts the heavy gun and puts it over his shoulder. Savas chuckles as Galip grimaces at the weight.
"I don't know what you're laughing at, Savas. The book says someone has to carry my ammunition." He says, and points into the box where the four drum-pan magazines sit. He laughs as Savas grimaces in turn "Welcome to the army, ammunition carrier Savas. Perhaps one day you'll be as fine a soldier as me." They walk off, following the astubay, laughing and joking with each other.

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09/05/1936, 05:35
The Preseident's Residence

"President, Beyefendi, wake up please." Kudret, the President's assistant, shook the great man awake.
"What, what?" Ataturk shakes his head to clear it, looking up at the nervous young man. "The Russians?" Kudret is quick to allay his fears.
"No, Beyefendi. Spain. The Spanish are at war." The President sits up in bed, frowning slightly.
"At war with who?"
"Themselves. It is civil war, they are saying, between the government and the army."
"Then we shall let the fools kill each other and grow rich once they are done." He pauses, rethinking his dismissal. "Have the foreign office look into the situation. Perhaps there is a way we can grow rich from their fighting as well." Kudret nods and leaves. Ataturk sits up and sighs. Another night without enough sleep. If anything came of the Persian agreements he would have to ask the Shah of Iran if he slept well.

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21/05/1936, 12:00

On the 21st, the turkish diplomat to Persia was quietly returned to Turkey by boat through the Suez Canal. The President was unsure quite what had ruined Turkish-Persian relations so thoroughly, but here they were. The plan for a middle-eastern alliance was put on hold for now.

---

Memo dated 31/05/1936
To: The President's Office
From: The Foreign Office

Text:
We have come to an agreement with Albania and Yugoslavia.
We are importing metals, crude oil and gold.
We are exporting coal, gold, supplies and rare materials.

Signed: Minister for Foreign Affairs

---

Spoiler

That's better. Need to get more crude somehow...

 

[HMS Sophia]

Chapter VIII: Advancing together, June & July 1936​

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01/06/1936, 08:40
National Assembly Building, The Presidents office

Zekai Apaydin, Armaments minister, had returned to the capital after months of touring the country and thrusting industrialised agriculture upon the masses. The man looked worn as he was led into Ataturks office, and older man than the one who had left back in January.
"Was it really so bad, Zekai bey?" The president said, watching as he lit a cigarette.
"Bad? No, the people are welcoming almost everywhere we go. Impressing them with the Turkey of tomorrow though, that has been a thankless task."
"Come now, all must strive for the nations glory-"
"Perhaps, but when you are telling a man with six children and not enough land to feed them all even with our new methods." Zekai Apaydin sighs and takes a long drag on the cigarette. The president watches him, stroking his chin.
"But the ideas, the new methods, they are in use?"
"Yes, beyefendi. Some areas are seeing improvements already."
"Good. I have a new task for you then, once you have settled back in. These workshop methods of industry are simply not good enough to meet Turkey's needs. I'd like to see projected areas for factory districts to be built up. We can't outproduce a nation half our size at the moment, we must advance." Zekai looks at his President long and hard, slowly finishing his cigarette. Finally he nods and stands.
"I will have a report made up, beyefendi. Good day." He says, taking his leave.

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28/06/1936, 20:20
Selim, East Turkey

Galip and Savas were in their dugout, taking another turn guarding against Russian invasion. Savas had his elbows on the lip, a monocular to his eye, peering into the darkness. The Lewis gun was on a bipod next too him, ready in case of sudden assault. Galip was in the dugout, reading. He looked up in the dim evening light and frowned.
"Savas, how long have we been here now?"
"Three months. And a week. And a few hours. Not that I've been counting." Savas said, not taking his eye off the eyepiece.
"Three months, and yet we have seen nothing of the Russians. Not that I'm not glad, but I would rather be at home than stuck in these mountains. It is freezing up here."
"They'll come my friend. The astubay was saying just yesterday, we must stay vigilant in the face of communism."
"Vigilance, of course, because only vigilance will stop a tide of propaganda and idealism spreading insidiously into the nation." Savas made a inquisitive noise, apparently lost. "Nothing, Savas. I'll check the gun, rest, if you want." The two men switched places. Galip looked up and down the lines, to the positions he could see, spotting the cloudy exhalations of breath and the tiny sparks of lit cigarettes. He settled in and began to check over the Lewis gun.

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02/07/1936, 11:20
The President's Residence

"Kudret, a letter to the cabinet. A refocus of budgets is needed. Research will be our core priority, at the expense of everything else. And a second letter, to the Academy of sciences. I've seen some papers which show serious promise on theoretical advances. We should support the most promising of them."

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26/07/1936, 13:05
Army Proving Ranges, Anamur

The cabinet was attending a test day for the new cavalry rifle on the broad, flat plains of Anamur, near to where the cavalry Corps was quartered in Konya. The smell of the ocean blew in off the coastline as the men of the cabinet, senior army command, and the cavalry divisions officers.
"As you can see, we have taken the Lee-enfield SMLE and cut down the stock and barrel even further. We have made several other improvements to the design, to make them easier to handle by our cavalry troops either on horseback or when dismounted. It chambers the same round now in use by our infantry units, and can begin construction with minimal disruption. Now, if we look to the ranges, we'll see 2. Topluluk testing the new weapons."

---

Memo dated 31/06/1936
To: The President's Office
From: The Foreign Office

Text:
We have come to an agreement with the USA for crude oil. Our trade agreement with Persia has ended.
We now have convoys sailing to Estonia, Albania, Yugoslavia, and the USA.
We are importing metals, crude oil and gold.
We are exporting coal, gold, supplies and rare materials.

Signed: Minister for Foreign Affairs

---

Spoiler

Vaguely interesting couple of months

 

[sebas379]

I've only read the first 4 chapters tonight, but so far it's nicely done! I'll follow your AAR and see where this goes!

 

[HMS Sophia]

Chapter IX: Autumn in Ankara , August & September 1936​

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11/08/1936, 13:25
National Assembly Building, Offices of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs

"These Germans, Iskender, I tell you they are utterly inscrutable. We have met, and met, and talked and talked, and where has it got us?" Ali Okyar sighs, sitting back in his chair.
"Beyefendi, do we even want them to suggest anything? Without the Ataturk's knowledge..." The Ministers aide scratches his beard nervously. The Minister had grown used to confiding in him and it did not sit well with the young man.
"Ataturk will find out when he needs to know about it. For instance, if they offer a serious alliance, rather than these... panderings." He brushes aside some papers, knocking several to the floor.
"Minister, they do seem to be serious in their offers. Training exchanges could really benefit our Army."
"I am not doing this for the Army to get even more Glory, Iskander! This is for Turkey, not Nuri and his damned minions." The minister nearly slams his fist on the table as punctuation, thinks better of it and unclenches his fist. "It has been several weeks. Please contact the German embassy and send my warmest regards to the Ambassador."

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23/09/1936, 18:00
The diary of Kemal Ataturk

Finally, after months of excitement for Turkey, we are having a little peace and quiet. The Soviets seem determined to maintain a border garrison, but seem unlikely to make any actual attempts. Perhaps soon the Divisions stationed there can be moved back to their garrison towns. I'm sure the soldiers would be pleased to return to their homes. I know the nations treasury will not complain.
It seems while we have enjoyed advances across several technological fields, it will be months before we next see a major breakthrough. The researchers are, of course, still taking their full pay.
Sukru Ogel has briefed me on his intelligence efforts. It seems we now have a handful of operatives inside both Greece and Bulgaria. I must say, his recent work has been exemplary. I have never had so much information at my fingertips on our old rivals. I believe Sukru is the sort of man who could build a network that would far exceed that of the old Empire.
I visited the factory that is building our new fighter planes a week ago. A dirty, smelly place. The workers seemed happy enough, but then I suppose they were simply happy to be employed, until November at least. The aircraft are coming along nicely, to my untrained eye. As long as they're good enough for the air force, then they're good enough for Turkey.
I find myself taking an almost prurient interest in the conduct of the Spanish Civil War. A strange term, there is nothing civil about it, in either sense of the term. The Germans and Italians are both fighting in the air for the Fascist parties there. The Russians say they are simply providing war materials. It is a war in proxy, not a civil war... I've heard the Republicans have just retaken Madrid after months without their capital. I am still unsure who will win that bitter conflict. I am unsure which would prove best for Turkey.
I am tired already, and it is barely the evening. I hope I sleep better tonight.

---

Memo dated 31/09/1936
To: The President's Office
From: The Foreign Office

Text:
We are importing metals, crude oil and gold.
We are exporting coal, gold, supplies and rare materials.

Signed: Minister for Foreign Affairs

---

Spoiler

Fun, huh. A slow few months. October has Republic Day though. That'll be fun. And December-February will be interesting.

 

[sebas379]

and ow I caught up. Nice style of writing, I like it. Will be interesting to see how the effect of two people plays out.

 

[HMS Sophia]

and ow I caught up. Nice style of writing, I like it. Will be interesting to see how the effect of two people plays out.

Well essentially, Inkompetent is guiding my choices and we're having discussion on which way to go... Which is then translated into the various ministers choices.
It may well result in a conflicted turkey

Thanks for the compliment ^^

 

[HMS Sophia]

Chapter X: Republic Day , October 1936​

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01/10/1936, 07:00
Headquarters 2. Topluluk, Konya

Early on the first of October, the sky was clear and the air was crisp as Korgeneral Wehib Pasha sipped his first coffee of the day. Commanding the nations cavalry corps was generally a quiet position despite the rowdiness of the 4500 regular troopers he led. It was always much worse when the other 14,000 reservists were activated, but the small regular force was still plenty to make trouble. He was reading supply reports on the open balcony of his house, overlooking the garrison positions, when his breakfast was interrupted by a dispatch rider knocking firmly on his door.
"Come" he called on, not looking up from the papers. The rider marched in and saluted sharply.
"Orders from Ankara, Korgeneral. Maresal Cakmak would have the Cavalry accompany 1. Toploluk in parading through the city on Republic Day."
"Yes? Oh very well. Thank you, young man, your're dismissed. Oh, and send my aide in on your way out, I'll need him." The rider left, the Korgeneral's aide sweeping into the room after him. Wehib Pasha sipped at his coffee quietly for a few moments longer, while his aide stood quietly to one side. A return to Ankara, and perhaps to meet the President. What did he do to deserve this...

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15/10/1936, 11:20
Army Headquarters, Ankara

"Ah Wehib Pasha, we wondered when you would arrive!" Maresal Cakmak stood as the cavalry officer walked into the dim headquarters room, welcoming him warmly.
"We set off as soon as your message came. We could hardly be late for such a joyous celebration." The Korgerneral said with a smile, shaking hands with the other senior officers present in turn. "I'm glad the cavalry barracks are still standing, I thought maybe they would have been torn down when we were exiled in the south." The men laugh, an easy banter due to years of working together.
"Would you like to see the plans for the parade Korgeneral? We have some interesting ideas to make sure it's a grander show than March's affair." Korgeneral Calistar tried to guide his fellow officer to a side wall, but Wehib Pasha stepped around him and homed in on the large map in the middle of the room.
"Thank you but I think I'd like to talk about this first... I see we still have units deployed in the East. I have had letters, telling me of the conditions these soldiers are living in. Are they all totally necessary?"
"Wehib Pasha, the Russians-" Calistar begins, but his colleague cuts him off.
"The Russians have been sitting on our border for months. The first movements were when, February? Eight months later, the Russians are still there, and are showing no signs of crossing the border. If I'm reading this map correctly, there has even been a reduction in the number of divisions from the maximum."
"Absolutely correct Korgeneral. However, those divisions are well placed for a redeployment to Syria, Iraq or Persia-" The Maresal started
"Persia? I had thought the President-"
"Wanted to make friends, yes, but it has not gone as well as expected. So now the Army is prepared for any eventuality in the East. And having Russian troops on our border well..." He pauses, drops his voice slightly "It suits some of our aims. Kemal Ataturk can be convinced much more easily of the need of a strong army with the threat of a Soviet invasion looming over our heads." It is as if a light ignites in the cavalry officers head and his eyes widen suddenly.
"I see. Well then gentlemen... perhaps we should look to this parade you have planned."

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29/10/1936, 10:40
Streets of Ankara

The last time the Army had marched through Ankara, the streets had been thick with mud and dirt. Now, the sky was clear and the streets were as dry as a desert. The crisp click of several thousand boots and the clump of twice that number of horses hooves was the underlying sound to the music, cheering and occasional roar of an aircraft engine. Both the first and second corps were paraded through the city, twelve thousand men under arms, all led by the Maresal and both Korgenerals. This time, the President was with them, leading the parade as he was leading Turkey into the future. It was a grand sight, and once again the public had gathered in their tens of thousands to watch this much larger, much more impressive parade. Once again the bands were leading their divisions, including the band from the battlecruiser Yavuz leading elements from the crews of each of the navies major warships. It was a grand sight, to be sure.

"Zekai bey, it has been a while." Nuri Yamut says to the armaments minister, coming to stand next to him on the edge of the cabinets viewing box.
"It has, too long perhaps. The President has me sighting new industrial plants. It has kept me out of my offices almost every day in the last few months."
"Well at least the President has the right idea in that area. All this pomp is hiding problems."
"Problems, old friend?" Zekai offers the army chief a cigarette, lighting it for him.
"Look at the troops. Ah, their uniforms are very fine. But the weapons are old. Even the new carbines some of the cavalry are carrying are just rifles from the last war cut down for a new one." The man looks over the troops for a long moment, then sighs. "They would be fine, for controlling dissent and keeping the peace internally. Damn, they may well be fine for holding the borders. But the President wants to take back the old Empire. For that we need more men, more guns, and more equipment."
"The new industry will support all that. Trust in the Ataturk my friend. He knows what he is doing."
"Perhaps you're right. Perhaps." The two men watch the rest of the parade in silence.

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Memo dated 31/10/1936
To: The President's Office
From: The Foreign Office

Text:
We are importing metals, crude oil and gold.
We are exporting coal, gold, supplies and rare materials.

Signed: Minister for Foreign Affairs

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Spoiler

Republic day whoo!

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[blitzthedragon]

This piques my interest. Don't think I've seen a Turkish AAR in HOI III.