Mehmet Ali YAZAN was born in 1970. He graduated from University of Istanbul, Department of History in 1992. He completed his masters’s degree in University of Sakarya in 1997. He wrote a master’s thesis about The Dardanelles War He served as a history teacher for 6 years in various schools. He is married and has a son.
OPERATION VALKYRIE 2
David Harris leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes for a few minutes. He would soon be on the way to fulfill the final phase of the project which was a top-secret governmental project. In the light of the information obtained in the last successful trial, if the experiment that they would do on that day was positive, they would have the greatest scientific achievement that history had ever seen.
His technical device’s name was Quantum Time Tunneling Oscillator, which was also known as the “Time Machine” among people. He invented the machine using a much more advanced version of the electromagnetic generators that had been designed by Nikola Tesla. The working principle of the machine was to bring controlled tears in space-time by producing extremely strong magnetic fields and benefit from these tears to travel back and forth in space or time.
Now it was time to send a group of people. A scientific revolution was taking place, one that would open up new horizons in history and physics. When he looked at the watch in his wrist, he saw that the scheduled time for the experiment was approaching. He turned off his computer, quickly left the room and rode down the elevator to the garage. He got in his Land Rover and headed for the site, which was about twenty kilometers away.
After the fifteen minutes journey, he parked his car in front of a run-down building on the right side of the highway. He approached the building, passed through the veranda and walked through the door. He went a few steps, stood in front of another door about two meters in front of him and looked up.
“Welcome, Professor Harris, please come in” he heard a soft voice.
Harris entered a very modern elevator, which automatically moved down after the doors closed. The elevator stopped a few seconds later, and the door opened. There was now a large room in front of him that there were many modern devices and uniformed military personnel.
Colonel Hudson greeted him, squeezed his hand and said, “Welcome, Professor, we were waiting for you.”
After thanks to the colonel, Harris placed on the seat in front of the console with a variety of buttons and two 40-inches UHD screens. The Colonel sat in the seat next to him.
Hudson turned to face Harris and asked, “Are you ready for the great day, Professor?”
Harris responded with a smile. “I guess yes; I cannot hide that I am extremely excited.”
“You are perfectly right, Professor. I would feel the same in your place. If this experiment succeeds, you will write your name in science history with gold letters. In fact, it can already be assumed.”
“Yes, that's correct, Colonel.”
While the conversation continued, Captain Derek Johnson, who was selected as the subject, came to their side. Harris stood up and shook Johnson's hand. “Hello, Captain. Are you excited?”
The Captain, a bald-haired, energetic man, took a chair, saying, “As much as I can be should be for such an experiment, Professor.”
The Captain's clothes caught Harris's attention. He was wearing a SS uniform.
“I did not know you were a secret Nazi fan, Captain” asked Harris.
Smiling, Johnson said, “If you take this rank into consideration, you need to address me as a Major, Professor. I will be a Major of SS troops from Reich Security Headquarters. But you are wrong in your assumption, because I'm going to wear these clothes as a matter of course.”
At that time, six other people wearing Nazi uniforms appeared. One of them was a Lieutenant, the others were Sergeants. They were holding Nazi machine guns in their hands and German Lugers in the holsters on their belts. The sight he saw shocked Harris. Turning to Colonel Hudson, he said, “Colonel, I hope you have an appropriate explanation of what this is about. I see that this stuff has gone beyond a scientific research dimension.”
The Colonel said with a troubled expression in his face, “We apologize for not informing you in advance, Professor. But we were worried that you might resign if we shared the details of the operation with you.”
“Who do you mean by 'we'?”
“Those at the top.”
Harris' astonishment was magnified. “So you have planned this operation with the approval and directive of the President personally? But why? Who is the target? Wait, wait a minute…”
Harris tilted his head and closed his eyes. “As indicated by these clothes, you want me to send you to the Second World War. You probably want to kill an important Nazi leader and change the course of history. Or is this the person I think?”
“It's true what you think, Professor. We intend to kill Hitler and change the course of history. This way, many people's lives will be saved.”
“Now I understand why you did not explain the content of the last experiment. You anticipated that I would oppose it. True, if I knew from the beginning what you wanted to do, I would not have accepted this task. As a man of scientific ethics, I can not approve of it. But I realize that my moral concerns do not concern The Pentagon. There's a point you do not understand, Colonel. Traveling to the past is another thing, changing the course of history is something else. Even if I honestly accept your offer and cooperate with you, based on my research, I can tell you it is not possible to change the past. You endanger your soldiers’ lives in vain.”
“Why do you say that, Professor? If you mean the grandfather-grandson paradox, the person we want to kill is not one of our ancestors. So it does not directly concern our existence.”
“You did not fully understand the situation, Colonel. What you want to do will lead to another paradox. Imagine, if you succeed in your plan, because Hitler would have died before his time, we will not even have to be here. Then, how are we going to explain how we were here right now? So this operation is doomed to failure.”
Colonel was confused. He grimaced and thought for a while. Then he said, “Professor, whether or not it sounds logical to me, I am a soldier, and my mission is not to discuss the content of the given orders, but to apply them in the best way. So, all your attempts to discourage me, unfortunately, will not change my actions. Decision makers want to test every possibility, no matter how crazy it seems.”
“I understand you, Colonel. Well, what are the consequences if I refuse to participate in this operation?”
“Legally, we can not force you to do such a thing, Professor. We cannot even acknowledge the existence of such an operation because it can lead to a major international scandal. But you should know that your rejection will not be welcomed by the government at all. This answer may cause you to have serious troubles in your future life.”
“I understand the message you want to give, Colonel. Now that I do not have much choice, can you tell me exactly what time and place you want your soldiers to be sent?”
“Are you aware of the Valkyrie operation?”
“Wasn't that the assassination attempt on Hitler? But was it not already a failure?”
“Yes, it was. The reason for the failure of the operation is that despite the fact that the bomb-equipped bag prepared to kill Hitler was placed very close to Hitler at the beginning of the meeting but it was noticed by Colonel Brandt and he put it on the other side of the table leg.”
“At what stage do you want me to help you, Colonel?”
“The assassination failed because Colonel Brandt was aware of the presence of the bag and changed its place. If this had not happened, Hitler probably could not have survived the explosion and the flow of history would have been changed. Here's our plan; we must not let Colonel Brandt notice the presence of that bag. If he does see it, he must be prevented from changing its position.”
“Well, how do you intend to achieve this?”
On this question, Captain Johnson pointed to the bag in the hands of personnel. “It's a miniature digital plant, you see, Professor. We will use this to connect to the Nazi communication line and reach the meeting hall. When the time comes, we will call Colonel Brandt for an urgent call and prevent him from interfering with the bag. The entire team selected for this mission, including myself, can speak German fluently. When Colonel Brandt leaves the room for a phone call, we will provide him with a fake emergency information and make sure he does not return to the meeting before the blast in the meeting hall.”
“Do you have a plan B if this plan does not work as predicted?”
“No plan, except begging God to save us from there unharmed.”
Harris shook his head. “Even if I did believe to the contrary, I wish you success on your mission. I hope that the desired result is reached and humanity witnesses that this meaningless war is over sooner.”
The Colonel agreed with him. “It may not even be necessary to throw two atom bombs on this.”
“I hope not, Colonel, I hope not.”
“Anyway, let's start our business now.”
Along with the members of the Colonel's team, Professor Harris headed to the special glass-paneled area where the operation was to take place. After entering the password on the keypad on the door, they went in. The Colonel attached the transmitter devices to all the team members.
Harris said, “These devices are necessary for you to return. We will use the signals sent by these devices to retrieve you exactly fifteen minutes after we send you.”
The Captain asked, “Do you have the opportunity to keep the system open after you have done the operation, Professor? So you can follow us online and take back in a troubled situation.”
“I would love to, Captain. But unfortunately, the tear in space-time will close few seconds after you are gone. The energy we need to spend to keep it open for fifteen minutes is equivalent to the energy that a nuclear plant would spend for a year. According to our calculations, which do not have a guarantee because atoms at this stage are unstable per the Heisenberg uncertainty principle, it will be impossible for us to follow you. Therefore, we will open a new door to the space-time coordinates we send you fifteen minutes after the space-time tear spontaneously closes. Thanks to the devices on you, we can detect your location and instantly get you back here.”
With a painful smile, the Captain said, “I hope you're right, Professor. Otherwise, this may be our first and last encounter.”
“I hope, Captain.”
Professor Harris and Colonel Hudson squeezed the hands of the team members one by one and wished them good luck and then exited from the glass pane. After the partition door was closed, they started to make final checks by going to the command console. At that time, the soldiers were standing in the stands with equipment bags in their hands. After Harris had completed the last checks and entered the required coordinates into the computer, he said, “I will start counting backwards from ten.” After saying “zero”, he touched a button on the console. The glass pane was covered with a blue light. Light and sound were cut off after a brief whining sound. The glass pane was now empty. Colonel Hudson set the chronometer on the console to fifteen minutes. All staff in the command room began to watch the countdown of the giant screen chronometer with great tension. Colonel Hudson said in a voice that everyone could hear, “God help you, guys.”
When the Captain and the staff opened their eyes, they saw that they were on the edge of a motorway. The captain looked around. “Is everyone okay?”
After all team members answered that they were good, the Captain surveyed the area. The wooded area was about a kilometer away. They needed to reach there in order to be able to carry out the operation safely, but that would take too much time.
“Damn it, we've fallen to the wrong side of the road!”
When the Captain looked at the chronometer on his wrist, he saw that one minute had already passed. Nine minutes left. They did not have enough time to reach the wooded area.
He ordered the team members, “Guys, set up the device right now. We do not have time to reach the forest.” The staff fulfilled the command. They moved the device about twenty meters inside of the road, got it out of its bag and fixed its metal feet in the ground. The sergeant who was responsible for communications activated the device by pressing a button and began to listen, placing a headphone to his ears. The device, which was attached to a small dish antenna, soon caught the phone signals of the headquarters.
Sergeant Tuckleberry shouted, “Bingo, I got it!”
“Connect the line immediately and listen to the channel. Call the headquarters in a minute and ask for Colonel Brandt. If we call earlier, he may return to the conference room and take the case from where it is before the explosion.”
“Roger that, sir.”
Tuckleberry started to listen to the channel. The Captain was constantly checking the chronometer. It was thirty seconds to connect, and they saw that a car was approaching from the rear.
“Call the headquarters immediately!” ordered The Captain
Sergeant Tuckleberry immediately dialed the number. But no one answered. He kept repeating the number again and again. Meanwhile, the car was close to them. There was an officer in it, two motorcycle guards drove in front, and eight full-equipped soldiers followed in a military truck behind. At that time, A soldier in charge at the headquarters in Wolfsschanze answered the phone and Sergeant Tuckleberry said that he was Major Klaus Steinberg of Reich Security and said he wanted to talk to Colonel Brandt immediately. But now the car stopped, and an SS Colonel approached them. The Captain stepped in front of Sergeant Tuckleberry to block the Colonel from seeing him. He clasped his hands behind his back, slightly raised on his fingertips and made ‘cut off communication’ sign with his hand to Sergeant Tuckleberry
The Sergeant who took the message immediately cut off the communication and placed the handpiece in place on the device. When the Colonel was in front of Captain Johnson, the captain extended his arm forward, clicking his heels and gave a Nazi salute, saying, “Heil Hitler!” All the staff greeted him in the same way. The Colonel greeted him and asked Captain Johnson. “What are you doing here, Major—?”
“Steinberg, Klaus Steinberg, Colonel. from Reich Security Headquarters.”
“Yes, Major Steinberg, I repeat my question. What are you doing here?” When asking this question, the Colonel's eyes wandered over to Johnson and the team members, and eventually settled on the device that was behind the staff.
“At the command of our Führer, we are conducting the trials of a new Telephone power plant, Colonel.”
“A telephone power plant? This is the first time I have seen a telephone exchange brought to such a place for testing. What is the reason for this? Show me the Führer's written orders!”
“Yes, Colonel.” Captain Johnson pulled out the orders from his upper left pocket and handed them to the Colonel. The Colonel carefully examined them. In the order, it was stated that Major Klaus Steinberg was authorized to test a new type of military telephone exchange and could choose the desired space for this purpose. The Colonel carefully examined Adolph Hitler's signature. It was clear that it belonged to Hitler. While he was studying the document, Captain Johnson was praying that the CIA had forged the signature perfectly.
The Colonel gave the document back to Captain Johnson and said, “Yes, that is undoubtely the Führer's signature. However, I would still like you to explain what exactly you are doing.”
“With pleasure, Colonel. This switchboard is a very new model and connects to existing telephone lines without the need for a cable. Not only this, it also allows you to listen to all known phone lines. If our experiments here are successful, we will send the device to the front for use on enemy lines. But let me tell you that this information is highly classified for now.”
“Yes, yes.” The Colonel seemed satisfied. But Johnson and the team was uncomfortable because their time was almost up. Suspiciously surveying all of them again, the Colonel said, “Well, Major, I wish you success on your mission.” And with that, he gave his greetings, turned and walked to his car.
After the colonel got in the car and moved away, Johnson ordered that the headquarters be called again. Sergeant Tuckleberry fulfilled the order immediately. As they listened as the handset was lifted, they heard an explosion in the handset. The line went dead. The Sergeant stared at the Captain. The whole staff was dumbfounded. After a moment of astonishment and frustration, Johnson ordered the device to be settled in its bag and get back into the forest.
While the staff was fulfilling this order, they saw that the vehicle of the Colonel they had just spoken to was back, quickly approaching them with escorts. When Johnson looked at his watch, he saw four minutes remaining. If they could stand for four more minutes, Professor Harris would get them back. Johnson had to make a quick decision. They would have admitted they were guilty if they ran away. So he canceled his order to withdraw to the forest and told his men to stay where they were.
The Colonel got out of his car and approached the Captain.. Johnson immediately gave his Nazi salute and asked, “What's going on, Colonel? We heard a violent explosion while we were communicating with Wolfsschanze.”
“When I arrived at the first check point, I learnt there was an assassination attempt made against the Führer; I don’t know the details. Thankfully, however, our Führer has survived this attempt with only slight wounds. Major Steinberg, I am arresting you and your staff for investigation. I order you to give me your guns and the device next to you.”
Johnson looked at his staff for a moment, turned to Colonel and asked, “But why? As you see, we were trying to perform a test here. What do we have to do with this assassination?”
“You’ll learn when we arrive at the headquarters or what is left of it. Obey the orders immediately. Otherwise, I will have to use force. Oh, by the way, I just met a Captain at the checkpoint who was stationed at the Reich Security Headquarters. He told me there was no officer by your name there.” The colonel said his last words in a cynical manner.
Johnson, who had no change in his facial features, took out his gun and gave it to the Colonel. He also instructed his staff to do the same. After all the team members had delivered their weapons to the soldiers who came with the Colonel, they put the switchboard in the trunk of the Colonel's car. As everyone was getting in the cars, all of a sudden they were surrounded by a blue and bright light. The Colonel and the soldiers covered their faces with their hands for a few seconds to protect themselves from this bright light. When they looked back, they saw with amazement that Johnson and his team had disappeared. The Colonel yelled, “Look everywhere, they can not have gone away!”
Then he remembered the device, and he opened the trunk of his car. The device was gone, too.
While the Colonel was wildly searching for the team and the device, Captain Johnson and his soldiers were happy to return alive. When they reappeared at the lab, Colonel Hudson opened the glazed compartment door and first asked them if they were okay. After they told him they were fine, he asked if the operation was successful.
The Captain said, "Unfortunately, no, sir," shaking his head negatively.
When the team came out, all the staff in the room congratulated them for returning alive. Captain Johnson dismissed his team and then sat in front of Colonel Hudson. He told him what had happened to the finest detail. Professor Harris, who listened closely with Hudson, turned to Hudson and said, “I told you this operation would fail, Colonel. Be grateful that your staff has come back alive.”
After the Colonel thoughtfully shook his head, he reached for the phone at the desk and dialed a number. “Get me the Defense Minister right now.” A few seconds later, Defense Minister George Mason answered. The Colonel gave his report, concluding by saying, “I am waiting your orders, sir.” After listening for a moment, he replied, “Yes, sir. I understand,” and hung up the phone. He turned to Johnson and Harris, sitting opposite him and said, “The minister wants the team to be ready for a new assassination mission after a few days of rest.”
“Is it a new task? What task? Did the minister not understand that this attempt was doomed to failure?” Harris asked.
“Sorry, Professor. But the Pentagon insists that this task should be done at any cost and they do not think like you. They still believe that history can change.”
Harris replied, “I'm sorry, Colonel Hudson, because fighting with destiny is impossible. The Pentagon will certainly understand this fact, but I'm afraid this will cost them.” He stood up and left the room.