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The Germans ................68
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The British .................... 71

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Hello, Delta Squadron! ..5

Delta Squadron ............74
C;ADC;E'I'S .... 1:14
That's Where
Welcome to the Lab! ..135

You Come In .. .. ...... .. .. 6

'1'liE I~AS'I'EllN
Style is Everything .. .. 135

This Booklet ....................7

FUON'I' ........ 76
Tinkering in the ' 40s .. 136

Back in the USSR ........ .. 77

YOIJ'Ut: IN 'l'lIl~ The Red Brigade .... ......79

C~IIAIJ'I'EU 'I'IIUI~E:
AIL'lIY NO"T! .... n Marching on
NE'f COMIIA'I'

Home, Sweet Home ......9

Red Square ................82

Hard Times
UIJI.. I~S ........ 146

Joining Up .... .... .. ............ ..9

in Leningrad..............84
War is Hell! ..................147

Deltas at War .... .......... ..11

Kharkov and the

Size Matters ................147

Welcome to

Caucasus ................... .86

Vehicular Combat ......148

Delta Squadron ........14

New Weapons ............154

Delta Boot Camp .......... 17

The Assignments .. ...... ..19

'I'IIE "TAU IN 'l'I1I~
'I'BE GIJIDlrS
The Liberty ......................22
PAC~IFIC~ ..•.•.. . nn

Life at War .......... ...... .. .. 25

On the Other
HANDBOOK .. IG3
Side of the World .. ....89

'I'III~ IIOMI~ Joining the Allies ..........90

C~IIAIJ'I'I~U I~OIJll:
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The Rising Sun

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The War Effort .... .... ...... 29

Ascendant............ ... ...91
C;I..OUY DAYS 164

Lending a Hand
The Rising Sons ............92
Going for Glory ..........165

Back Home ........ ........ 30

The Americans ............ ..98
What the

The Ladies of Liberty ..34

In Closing ......................99
Future Holds ..........166

A Country in Peril ...... ..40

Setting the Tone ..........167

C~IIAIJ'I'I~U ONI~: Adventures of

New York .................... ..40

Chicago ...... .. .... .. ........ .. .. 42

NE"T POWl~ll All Types ..................168

Los Angeles .... .............. 43

IJACI{AC;I~S .. 100
Other Sources ............ ..171

Washington, DC ........ .... 44

Glorified Heroes .... .. ..101

The Power Packages .. 101

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IN EIJUOIJI~ .... 46
Heroes ......................102
'l'11I~ MA'rl'EU 172

Ah, Europe ...... ............. .47

Ace .......................... ...... 104
Welcome, Guides! ......173

Axis & Allies ................47

New Skills .................... 105
Advancing

It's War! ................ .... ......48

Communicator ............ 106
the Timeline ............175

France .................. ....... ...48

Dessicator ....................108
Altering the Course

Germany ........................50
Dunemaster .............. ..110
of Human Events .. 175

Great Britain ................ .. 55

New Skill .................... .. 111
The Secrets ..................176

Italy ........ .......... .............. 57

Freezer ...................... .... 112
The Profiles ..................176

USA ..... ..... .......... ............ 58

Gasser .......................... 113
The Troops ..................177

Jungler ..........................116
The Deltas .......... .. .... .. .. 178

'I'IIE 'fAU IN Translator .... .... .... .. .. .. .. 118

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C~IIAIJ'I'IUl SIX:

Wereshark ................ .. .. 122

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Lot of Sand! ..............63

The Natives ............ ........64

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The Italians .................... 67

AI~'I'EII."TOIU) 220

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III~IAIAC), 1)1~1:111
S(1IJl11)llC)N!
Hi, recruit! My name is Sparky.
Maybe you've heard of me. If not, then
maybe you've heard of the hero I play
sidekick for: the undefeatable Yankee!
Of course, "Sparky's" not my real
name; like with most members of Delta
Squadron, I'm pretty darn careful to
use my codename so that some Axis
spies don't do their worst to sabotage
my family back home. Life's hard
enough on the home front without
having to worry about Nazi spies
battering your door down just because
your kid brother's making life hard for
Der Fuhrer's soldiers in North Africa.
Well, bunkie, if you ha ven' t figured
it out yet, you're in the Army now!
That's what happens to deltas these
days. If you haven't already
volunteered to serve your country in
the war, then you' ve been drafted into
service.
People lucky enough to possess
delta powers have a responsibility to
use them to help others. Nowhere is
that more obvious than during a war.
Who else is better suited to stop the
Axis from grinding freedom under its
jackbooted heel?
Of course, American deltas are few
and far between. They' re a precious
resource, the kind you can't just ration
like bullets, or raise war bonds for.
That means that we can't just waste
them in any old part of the Army. Sure,
one delta might be able to help out a
squad of regular GIs, but just think
about how much good a coordinated
team of deltas could do for us.
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Delta Squadron was personally
founded by President Roosevelt back
in 1939. Even back then, long before
America got involved in the war, FDR
could see the storm clouds of war
gathering over Europe and Japan, and
he knew that the US government was
going to have to bring all its power to
bear on the problem-including its
deltas.
Of course, Delta Squadron didn't
kick into high gear until after the
Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor on that
most infamous of days: December 7,
1941. By December 14, just one week
later, President Roosevelt had already
made a public call for every American
delta to step forward and serve his-or
even her-country in its darkest hour.
The outpouring of support was
amazing; deltas came crawling out of
the woodwork. Even those who had
rarely if ever used their delta powers
were suddenly standing side by side
with the more colorful, costumed
heroes. Even more incredible, though,
was the way long-time enemies were
suddenly working alongside each
other-even guys like the Yankee and
the Gangster, who' d been at each
other's throats for years. War makes
strange bedfellows, I guess.
FDR's delta amnesty program had a
lot to do with tha t. In exchange for
serving a full tour of duty with Delta
Squadron, all but the worst delta
criminals were guaranteed a clean slate
again. Just about all the deltas in
prison (or wanted for one crime or
another) leapt at that chance, and not
just because they smelled their shot at
freedom, either.
No, these deltas weren't just crooks.
They were Americans, and proud of it.
They were ready and willing to fight to
preserve our nation against the Axis
threat.
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Y{)IJ (~{))II~ IN
If you're reading this document,
then you're a new member of Delta
Squadron. If you're not and you're a
faithful American, then stop reading
and take this booklet directly to the
nearest Army recruiting center. They'll
know what to do with it.
Take it from me. If you're not with
Delta Squadron, this information isn't
for your eyes. Do your country a favor
and turn it in so we can figure out how
such sensitive information got into the
wrong hands. If you turn it in
voluntarily, we'll take that into
account; you shouldn't be in any
trouble at all. But if we somehow find
this in your possession, then you've
perpetrated a crime tantamount to .
treason. So do us all a favor and turn It
in now.
If you're an Axis spy and you're
reading this, all I can say is that this
document is updated regularly, so
what you're reading here may not be
valid for long.
That, and I hope you choke on it.
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I've been asked to indoctrinate new
recruits (like you) into Delta Squadron.
Having been wi th this organiza tion
from the start, I know it inside and out.
I may be one of the youngest
members of Delta Squadron-I just
turned 18 late last year, right before the
sneak attack on Pearl Harbor-but that
doesn't mean I haven't been around
the block a few times. I first received
my powers-or "awakened" as the
eggheads call it-back in 1936 at the
tender young age of 12.
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It was back in Chicago-my
hometown-and the Yankee was
duking it out with the Gangster. The
Yankee had the villain on the run, and
was chasing him all across the city.
They eventually wound up in Grant
Park, fists and bullets flying
everywhere.
I was standing there, tip-toeing
along the rim of Buckingham Fountain
as the battle blazed by, and the next
thing I know, the Gangster's holding
me hostage, his Tommy gun pressed
against my temple. The Yankee makes
a dive for him, and then we're all
struggling in the bottom of the
fountain. It's all I can do to keep from
drowning in the shallow water.
When I finally scramble up out of
the fountain, the Yankee and the
Gangster are still duking it out. I spot
the Gangster's gun in the center of the
fountain and dive for it. I manage to
wrestle it up out of the water, and­
pointing it at the Gangster-I scream
for him to stop or I'll shoot.
The masked man in the pinstriped,
double-breasted suit spins around to
see me holding his own gun on him,
and he goes berserk. He charges me,
and I try firing the gun, but it's
jammed. The next thing I know, he's
wrestled it from me and he's beating
me half to death with it. While he's
distracted with me, though, the Yankee
recovers, and comes over to lay the
Gangster out with a single punch.
I woke up in the hospital, feeling
pretty darn good. It turns out that the
beating awakened my delta powers,
turning my skin tougher than steel
plate.
The Yankee visited me in the
hospital that day, and made me an
offer. If I would train with him-as his
sidekick.
My answer, of course, was "YES!"

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I've got a lot of stuff to cover here,
so I' m going to take it one step at a
time. I'll start off with some details
about what you can expect now that
you're in Delta Squadron. I'll follow
that with a report from the home front
back in the good, old US of A. (There's
still plenty of action going on back
home, including preparations for
German or Japanese air raids and the
search for Axis spies.)
Then I'll tell you how things are
going for us in Europe against il Duce
and Hitler's Nazis. Next, I' ll roll on to
the hot spot right now in the summer
of 1942: North Africa. (The Allies
pretty much had their way with the
Italians last year, but Rommel's given
our boys fits throughout Africa ever
since. If we can establish a substantial
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force there, we can finally contain the
Nazi expansion and then start forcing
our way toward Berlin.)
From there, we'll head to the Eastern
Front, the line drawn in the snow
between Germany and Russia. (Stalin's
boys have done a good job of stalling
Hitler' s advance, but they're going to
need help to actually drive the Nazi's
back.)
Then we'll cover the war in the
Pacific. (Even though most of the
country's attention is on Hitler right
now, you have to remember that it was
Hirohito's cowardly attack that
dragged us into this war. Someday
soon we' ll make sure he regrets it.)
By the time we're done, you' ll be
fully up to speed, and ready for your
first assignment as a member of Delta
Squadron.
It's good to have you on board!
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Face it, folks: there just hasn't been
a better time to be an American. We're
out of the Great Depression, the
economy's humming along, and the
Yankees beat the Dodgers in the World
Series.
Better yet, we're finally going to give
the Nazis just what they've been
asking for: a one-way ticket out of the
rest of Europe.
But like I said before, an Army can't
run a war on its own. Those brave
boys over there need all the help they
can get to put an end to the Axis
aggression-and we're just the people
to do it.
Of course, as a member of Delta
Squadron, you already know all of
this, don't you? I'll bet there's not one
of us who doesn't have somebody­
maybe even a whole lot of
somebodies-back home, doing his or
her level best to help the war effort.
Sure, the work we do as part of Delta
Squadron is important, but every little
bit helps-more than you might think.
A lot of Delta Squadron might have
been stuck on the home front if we
hadn't been blessed with our amazing
powers. But you can thank your lucky
stars that you're getting the chance to
serve your country in the thick of the
action-where you can feel the impact
you're making, up clQse and personal.
Still, remember to thank the folks
back home who are keeping our
houses in order while we're off making
the world safe for democracy. Without
them, we might not be able to be here
at all.
And where would the world be
then, I ask you?
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Now, as a fresh recruit, I'm
assuming you're new to this whole
delta thing. After all, most of the
known deltas in the country enlisted
with the Army right after the bombing
of Pearl Harbor.
I was one of the first in line, myself,
right behind my good buddy, the
Yankee. We practically raced down to
the recruiter's office in Chicago, and
there was one heck of a crowd in front
of us already when we got there.
We had heard about FDR's special
plea for help from the country's deltas,
of course, so we showed up in
costume, ready to join the fight. That
got us moved up to the front of the
line, and we soon found ourselves in
front of a special subcommittee of the
local draft board.
The head of the draft board-a man
named Al Booker-instantly
recognized us. As soon as we walked
in, he shot to his feet and greeted us
with a big handshake . "We're so glad
you're here," he said. "We've been
waiting for you . In fact, there's
someone very important that needs to
see you right away."
"Who's that?" I asked. (It seems like
I'm always playing the straight man,
doesn't it?)
The Yankee just looked over at me
with a wide grin on his face and said,
"Why, it's the President of the United
States, of course."
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The next thing you know, we're on
the next troop transport out to the
capital. As we got on the plane, we
saw that we weren't the only ones
from our neighborhood headed out to
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meet Mr. Roosevelt. The passenger list
read like a who's who of deltas in
Chicago:
The Cape, the Black Bat, Lady Luck,
Glory Hound, the Padre, Coyote-they
were all there. Plus, there was someone
I really hadn't expected to see: the
Gangster himself!
The former kingpin of Chicago's
underworld wasn't looking so tough
these days. He was still in his
pinstriped suit, but his Tommy gun
was nowhere to be seen. All he had
was a twisted little smile painted
across his face.
I have to admit, I hesitated for a
moment when I saw the man. After all,
the last time I'd seen him, he'd tried to
kill me. That's not something you
forget easily.
But the Yankee showed me how to
handle myself. He stepped right up to
his former adversary and stuck out his
gloved hand-the same hand that had
delivered the final punch and finally
landed the villain in jail.
There was a long moment before the
Gangster rose to his feet, the smile no
vanished from his face. He looked long
and hard into the Yankee's eyes,
measuring him up. Apparently, he
passed muster, because the Gangster
shoved his hand into the Yankee's own
and they shook, grinning at each other
like long-lost brothers.
"Welcome aboard, soldier," the
Gangster said as he pumped the
Yankee's hand. Then, "Same to you
too, kid," as stuck his hand out to me.
What else could I do? I took the big
magilla's hand and gave it a firm
shake. "Look, kid," he said, ''I'm sorry
about that 'incident' in the park."
"Don't worry about it, soldier," I
told him, a smile spreading across my
face now. "This time, we're on the
same side."
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The next morning, bright and early,
we assembled on the White House
lawn. A crisp December day was
dawning, and there was a chill in the
air. It was nowhere near as cold as it
had been in Chicago, but I could still
see my breath in the early light.
When I say "we," I mean just about
every delta you'd ever heard of. There
must have been almost 100 of us there.
Gladiator, Mr. Zoom, Yesterday, the
Flea, the Cowboy, Stinger, the Aviatrix,
the Flame, Pit Bull, Patriot-even the
Silver Ghost, who'd come out of
retirementat the Presiden t' s personal
request.
It was like somebody had called a
delta convention with the President as
the guest of honor. I'll say one thing
for Mr. Roosevelt: He didn't keep us
waiting long. Soon enough, he came
out to address us all directly.
"Ladies, gentlemen," he began, "I
don't suppose there's any doubt in
your minds as to why you're here
today, so I'll be quick about it. There's
a war on, and we need your help­
badly.
"I'm forming a new division of the
United States Army, a new kind of
special force if you will. Membership
in this group is quite exclusive, but
each and everyone of you is already
qualified.
"All that's necessary is to be an
American delta.
"I'm asking each of you personally
to join this new 'Delta Squadron' of
ours. Nothing less than the very fate of
the entire world is at stake. It's sure to
be a war as desperate as it is vital.
We're going to need every edge we can
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"My friends, you are the finest edge
we as a people can offer. You have
powers beyond mortal ken, and you
have proven the will to use them.
Whether you've done so in the past for
good or for ill is of no matter from this
moment on. All that's important is that
you're willing to do everything yo~
can-including laying down your lIfe
if necessary-to keep the forces of evil
from conquering our world./I
Then he stopped for a moment to
make sure we were all giving him our
full attention. He had something to say,
and he wanted to be sure that none of
us missed it.
"Make no mistake about what I'm
asking here. I want brave and selfless
volunteers to take up the flag of
freedom and plant it squarely in the
heart of Rome, Tokyo, and Berlin.
"This is war we're talking about.
The risks are tremendous. Many will
die. Maybe even each of you.
"But not to act, to let things proceed
as they have so far-well, that would
be even more dangerous and almost
certainly fatal.
"So, my friends, my fellow citizens,
the question, it seems, is clear: Are you
with me?/I
The roar that went up at that
moment was more deafening than
anything I've heard before or sinc~
including that bomb that barely mIssed
me while I was in London a few weeks
back. One and all, we proclaimed our
undying loyalty to our President, our
country, and our flag.
From that moment on, the days of
Hitler, Mussolini, and Hirohito have
been numbered. And the men and
women of Delta Squadron are the
people ripping away the pages of that
calendar. It's only a matter of time, my
friends.
The clock, as they say, is ticking.
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Now, unless you were one of the
founding members of Delta Squadron,
you weren't around for that first
meeting with Mr. Roosevelt. There's no
shame in that, of course. More than
likely, you awakened after that
meeting. After all, there have been
plenty of opportunities for folks to
awaken since then.
Don't worry about it you weren't at
the President's meeting, though. The
only people invited were those who
were able to respond to the President's
call immediately, and many good­
hearted American deltas were off
fighting crime at that moment.
In any case, I'm going to assume
you've just recently become a delta. If
that's not true, then please just skip
over this part with my apologies. I
don't want to bore you to death with
things you already know.
Everyone's got their own story
about how and when they received
their delta powers. I'm sure you have
one of your own. What you may not
realize is what all of these stories have
in common.
Now, I'm no eggheaded scientist,
but I keep my ear to the ground. I talk
to people, and most of the time-­
despite what the Yankee might tell
you-I even listen.
Apparently, just about anyone has
the potential to become a delta . It's
something in our blood, I think. So
now you're asking why do so few of
us actually make the leap.
Welt for you to "awaken"-that's
what they call it when you receive
your powers-you must endure a

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pretty harrowing experience, the kind
of event when you're pretty darn sure
you're going to die. It has to be pretty
bad, or you're just not likely to join the
ranks of the super-powered.
On the other hand, tha t means tha t
every awakening story makes for one
good yarn. I mean, what kind of fun
would it be if your story was, "Well, I
just kind of woke up one day with
these powers"?
I swear, deltas are some of the most
interesting people I know. First of all,
not everyone's been in the kind of
situation that would cause an
awakening, much less survived one.
It's kind of thrilling when you think
about it; in Delta Squadron, you're part
of an elite club that has one real
requirement-besides the powers, I
mean: You have to be a survivor.
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I don't know how it works for sure,
but it seems to me that whatever
causes your awakening, well, it can
ha ve an effect on the kinds of powers
you get.
Take the Aquarian for instance. You
know, the guy with the webbed fingers
and jet-black eyes? Well, he was a
sailor on the Robin Moore. Heard of it?
Yeah, it was that US merchant ship that
a Nazi U-boat sunk last May, back in
'41. You'd have thought something like
that might have been enough to finally
push us into war against the Germans,
but no, it took Pearl Harbor to show us
the light.
Anyhow, the Aquarian was this
ordinary joe on the Robin Moore, and
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the drink and their ship is heading for
the bottom of the sea. The Aquarian
didn't fare so well, though, and went
under for good.
But he didn't drown. No, he grew
gills so he could breath underwater.
And he got webbing between his
fingers and toes so he could swim like
a dolphin. And his skin changed so
that the cold Atlantic waters didn't
bother him anymore. And his eyes,
well, they got big and black like those
of a fish.
Most people think he got those
powers because he nearly drowned. I
mean, becoming a blaster in the
middle of the Atlantic wouldn't have
done him a whole lot of good, right?
On the other hand, maybe he was
always fated to become the Aquarian
and only a near-death at sea could
cause it to happen. Even if one of the
others did become a blaster after the
ship sank, he was probably lost at sea,
and we'd never even know about him.
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Its pretty apparent that some folks'
delta powers are gained due to the
kind of people they are. Take Professor
Goddard, for instance. He's one of the
gadgeteers who cares for Liberty, the
aerial carrier that Delta Squadron calls
home. He's oversees all the other
gadgeteers they have on board.
Now Doc Goddard has always been
an inventor, ever since he can
remember. He awakened after his life
was threatened by a bunch of Nazi
spies who wanted to get their hands
on his life's work.
Now, if the events around your
awakening are what define you, you'd
think the doc would have become a
tough like me. But no. Instead, when
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he recovered from the incident and got
back to his lab, he realized that his
head was filled with all sorts of ideas
that never would have occurred to him
before. So in a sense, those Nazi
bastards did him and the rest of us a
favor.
Of course, Doc, like the rest of us,
has dedicated himself to paying them
back.
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As enlightening as I'm sure I've just
been to you, not a whole lot of what
I've said affects you directly. Most
deltas have a pretty unique story about
their awakening, and I'm sure yours is
just as wild as any of them. If you ever
run into me and feel like you want to
talk about it, I collect these yarns. I'd
love to hear how it happened to you.
No matter how you got your
powers, the important things are that
you have them and you're ready to use
them. Cap that off with the fact that
you're an American, and you're a
prime recruit for Delta Squadron.
Not everyone joins up, you know. It
seems crazy to me-and to you too,
I'm sure. I mean, there's a war on.
Those Axis bullies are about ready to
rampage over the entire planet, and
unless we do something about it now,
we' re liable to end up facing off
against those fascists alone someday.
If I ever learned anything on the
playground, it's that bullies only back
down when you stand up to them.
You're here, and you should be
proud of yourself for that. Heck, I'm
proud of you.
But there's precious little time for
compliments now. The President's
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As a member of Delta Squadron ...
well, you're not just a "member,"
you're a soldier in the United States
Army. Delta Squadron is an official
division of the US Army, you see. Of
course, we're a particularly special one,
since we're all deltas.
Delta Squadron's CO (that's
commanding officer for you new
recruits) is Colonel Joseph Ford, or
"Old Joe" to those he considers friends.
You can call him "sir." Colonel Ford
served our country back in World War
I, during which he earned three
separate citations for bravery. This is a
man who has looked Death in the face
more times than he can count, and he's
always managed to push on through.
On one of those occasions in which
Death's bony fingers clawed a little too
closely to his heart, Colonel Ford
awakened .
The military being what it is, you
see, there are lots of deltas formed
from its ranks. These are men going to
war, putting their lives on the line for
the people back home. They run into
the kinds of experiences that might
cause an awakening every day. Sooner
or later, you're going to end up with a
delta, right?
Anyhow, Colonel Ford awakened
back in 1918, in the closing days of
World War 1. He was a sergeant back
then, and a German machine-gun nest
had his squad pinned down. He
actually stormed the thing single­
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handedly, with nothing more than a
pistol and a couple of hand-grenades,
and took those pointy-helmeted
soldiers down.
When Ford's platoon finally reached
the machine-gun nest, they found that
one of the Germans wasn't quite as
dead as they'd thought. The man
threw a live grenade into the center of
the squad.
Ford knew he didn't have much
time. He threw himself on the grenade
to save his men, knowing he faced
almost certain death for his act of
heroism.
Amazingly-and obviously-he
survived. And what are his powers?
Well, let's just say the colonel has an
"explosive" personality and leave it at
that, okay?
Colonel Ford is a good, solid CO.
He's a no-nonsense, regular army kind
of guy, having worked his way up the
ranks to where he is now. Forming
Delta Squadron was apparently his
idea, and he's obviously the best man
for the job.
If you haven't seen him around here
yet, you will. He's a tall man, about
6'4." Even though he's in his '50s, he
keeps himself in great shape. He keeps
his hair cut short in the traditional
Army fashion. That's a tradition that's
upheld by the rest of Delta Squadron
too, soldier. If you haven't met your
first Army barber yet, well, you're in
for a real treat. Take it from me: You
get used to the short hair soon enough.
Most days, you won't have any
contact with Ford, but he does take a
hands-on approach to his command.
He usually sits in on mission briefings.
Sometimes he even gives you the
rundown himself. For this and many
other reasons, there's no man in the
outfit who is better respected.
Or feared.
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The fact is that Delta Squadron isn't
really a squad. It's more the size of a
company.
Delta Squadron is part of the US
Army, which has a rigid structure. Of
course, General Eisenhower-the
supreme commander of all US forces
involved in the war-recognized the
special nature of Delta Squadron right
away, and set it up as an independent
group, reporting directly to Ike
himself.
In effect, Delta Squadron became its
own company, with Colonel Ford in
direct charge.
This was an extremely unusual and
unorthodox act, but if those two words
don't apply to delta soldiers in general,
I don't know which ones do.
The whole idea behind Delta
Squadron is to make the best use of the
country's deltas at a time when the
country needs them the most. Ike
could have just let the deltas crop up
throughout the rest of the Army; after
all, what squad out there wouldn't be
thrilled to find they had a delta savior
in their midst? At the very least, a lot
of lives would be saved, and the
effectiveness of those units would
skyrocket.
But that would spread our resources
too thin. If you want to think of the
Axis powers as a cancer growing in the
world, then Delta Squadron is the
scalpel that Ike is going to use to cut it
out. For that to work, we need to work
as a single, highly trained, razor-sharp
unit. If we're spread all over the place,
that's not possible. We need to work as
a team to make ourselves the best we
can be.
And so Delta Squadron was born.
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Delta Squadron comprises three
different platoons, one for each major
front that the US is fighting the war on.
Each of these platoons is commanded
by a major. All three of these men have
previous military experience (none of
us green civilian recruits have enough
time overseas to even consider
commanding an entire platoon of
soldiers on the field of battle).
Each platoon is made up of several
squads of around 15 soldiers each.
Each squad is commanded by either a
captain or major. If you' re lucky and
show potential for leadership, you
might find yourself in command of one
of those squads, or maybe even a
pIa toon of your own.
Hey, you never know.
Some of us have already earned
ourselves a quick promotion or two.
The Yankee, for instance, made captain
in under six months. He seems to have
what it takes to command men­
something I well know from working
with him for the past six years.
The Yankee might have made
captain the quickest of them all, but
Patriot was right there behind him. He
received his new commission only two
weeks after the Yankee did. As
captains, they are each in charge of
their own squad. All I can say is that
we're doing our best to represent
Chicago well.
Alpha Platoon works mostly in
England these days, specializing in
espionage and counter-espionage, as
well as helping to defend the Brits
from surprise German attacks. Bravo
Platoon concentrates its efforts against
the Axis forces in North Africa. Charlie
Platoon works throughout the Pacific
thea ter, lending General MacArthur a
hand.
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Since most new recruits corne from
outside the armed forces, I'll quickly
run down the list of ranks for you,
starting at the top.
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General of the Armies of the United
States
General
Lieu tenant -General
Major-General
Brigadier-General
Colonel
Lieutenant-Colonel
Major
Captain
First Lieutenant
Second Lieutenant
Chief Warrant Officer
Warrant Officer junior grade
Master Sergeant
First Sergeant
Technical Sergeant
Staff Sergeant
Sergeant
Corporal
Private First Class
Private
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The US Army works with a pretty
clear hierarchy. If someone's above
you, they can give you an order and
you are required to execute that order.
The only exceptions are filed under the
heading ''Unusual Circumstances."
These include things like orders that
would result in the subordinate
committing a war crime--in which
case the junior-soldier can refuse on
moral grounds-or the officer being
clearly off his rocker.
ground if you disobey a direct order,
though. You're almost sure to be
charged with insubordination, which is
about as serious as it gets in the Army.
The moral is this: Don't mess around
with your superiors unless you're
absolutely sure of what you're doing.
The Army is notorious for having a
small sense of humor about these
things, and you won't be doing much
laughing if they end up sending you
off to Leavenworth or the Fortress.
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Enlisted men, or "grunts," are the
backbone of the Army. Grunts aren't
officially part of Delta Squadron, but
we end up dealing with them all the
time. Most of Delta Squadron's
support structure is made up of
regular joes. There just aren't enough
deltas to go around to have us working
KP duty. (That's "Kitchen Patrol" to
you, recruit.)
All enlisted men start as privates.
From there, they can work their way
up to private first class (PFC) and then
corporal.
After that, if the soldier is promoted,
he becomes a non-commissioned
officer (NCO). The lowest of these
ranks is sergeant, but it goes all the
way up to Chief Warrant Officer, a
rank usually only given to soldiers
with years of experience.
Above that, there are officers. Even
the most junior officer outranks the
top-ranked enlisted man. To become an
officer, most recruits have to attend
officer training school. West Point is
where most officers corne from
although there are certain exce~tions,
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As a member of Delta Squadron,
you are automatically inducted as an
officer in the United States Army. Sure,
you still have to go through boot camp
like everyone else, but once you get
out, you're not on the lowest rung of
the military with everyone else.
Smart "Squaddies" -as we're
sometimes called--don't throw their
rank around carelessly. There's
definitely a feeling among the regular
army-both the grunts and the brass
(the officers)-that the soldiers in Delta
Squadron haven't actually earned their
rank. They feel that our rank is only
due to a trick of fate.
In a way, I can't argue with them.
After all, the regular officers had to go
through years of training to receive
their commissions. We narrowly
survive death, and suddenly
somebody's pinning a set of yellow
bars on our lapels.
Still, there's a good reason we're all
officers. We have abilities that place us
above the regular joes, and making us
officers is the Army's way of
recognizing that fact. We're just too
valuable to waste digging latrines or
mopping floors.
Of course, just because you're a
delta doesn't make you a good soldier,
much less a good leader. Squaddies
who don't measure up can expect to
spend their entire tour of duty as a
second lieutenant. Those who show the
ability to lead, though, are quickly
moved up through the ranks.
Promotions are based on merit. I'm
still a second lieutenant myself­
mostly because I'm so young-but I
look forward to the day I trade this
gold bar in for a silver one. Currently,
Colonel Ford represents the delta
ceiling, but that probably won't last.
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Of course, the Army doesn't just
send its recruits off to war without
training them properly, and that goes
double for deltas. After all, with only
so many deltas out there, everyone of
them is a precious national resource.
For deltas, boot camp starts off with
12 weeks of basic training at Perris
Island. That's right. We train right
alongside America's toughest fighting
force: the Marines.
If you haven't found out for yourself
already, take my word for it: boot
camp is hell. By the end of the first
week, you'll be hurting in places you
didn't even know you had. But by the
end of the last week, you'll be one
finely trained fighting machine.
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After your combat training, you still
have four weeks of officer training
school. This is where the Army teaches
you to lead other soldiers in battle. Not
only do you learn battle tactics, but
also the strategies of the Armed Forces.
Once you're through both schools,
you're ready for anything Delta
Squadron can toss at you. Not
everyone makes it, of course; about
15% of recruits wash out before they
finish boot camp. Officer training
school is comparatively easy to boot
camp; some even say it's a day at the
beach after they've been through both.
The delta wash-out rate is lower
than it is for most people. I guess we're
just tougher stuff than the average joe.
At least, that's what they tell us.
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The US Army is still mostly a boy's
club. In general, women aren't allowed
in the military, but delta women are a
special case. Are you going to tell the
Aviatrix-the woman who can fly
circles around the Air Force's top sky
jockeys-that she can't fly for her
country? What about Lieutenant
Marjorie Cafferty? Marj can dead lift a
Jeep over her head, for crying out
loud. We can use soldiers like her.
Mr. Roosevelt issued an executive
order permitting women to be
admitted into Delta Squadron. He
drew the line at combat, though; the
women of Delta Squadron are
explicitly forbidden from engaging in
combat. They are permitted to defend
themselves should they find the need
to do so, but they cannot be ordered
into a combat situation.
Female Squaddies are trained
separately from the men. They have
their own quarters and their own
bathroom facilities.
Most women in Delta Squadron
spend their time in the field, either
engaged in intelligence gathering or
other non-combat activity.
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There are some issues with
minorities in Delta Squadron, too. In
the regular Army, minorities are
segregated into their own units. I know
some of you may not agree with me,
but I think that sucks. These men are
Americans, and in America there
shouldn't be any second-class citizens.
I mean, that's part of what we're all
over here fighting for, right? The
liberty of every American, regardless
of race, creed, or background?
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Thankfully, Delta Squadron is as
integrated as any organization in
America, which I, for one, think is
great. If we're to be held up as an
example to the rest of our nation, then
we need to be an example of America
at its best. Racism has no place here.
Heck, we even have a few Nisei
among our ranks. You know,
Americans whose parents are from
Japan. While their families are being
held in camps in California, they're
right here alongside of us, doing their
duty for a country that's not always
done right by them.
Anyhow, I'll step off my soapbox for
now. You're either with me on this, or
you're not. If you're not, then at least
keep your mouth shut. Once you've
had the chance to work with these
people for a while, you'll see them for
what they really are: people, just like
you.
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Once you get out of officer training
school (OTS), it's off to your first
assignment. Colonel Ford often
shuffles people around from platoon to
platoon, slotting them in wherever
their skills are needed. So if you don't
like your first assignment, just stick it
out. You'll be somewhere else soon
enough.
Of course, that works both ways.
Just when you feel like you've really
settled down with a job you like, you
could find yourself uprooted and
shipped halfway around the world. It
all depends on where you're needed.
You're a soldier, right? You don't ask
questions. You go where you're needed
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Colonel Ford is assisted by
Lieutenant-Colonel Peter Payne. You
probably know him by the name he
used to use during the '20s and '30s:
the Silver Ghost.
That's right! The first ever delta is
our executive officer (XO). And he's a
black man to boot. Personally, I think
Lieutenant-Colonel Payne is the main
reason for the lack of segregation in
Delta Squadron. He may be past the
age for most field work these days, but
his incredible perspective is-as Doc
Goddard likes to say-invaluable.
And he tells the best stories.
If you are assigned to Alpha
Platoon, you're in for the ride of your
life. Unlike Bravo or Charlie Platoons,
Alpha doesn't really have a front, so to
speak-at least not one that's active at
the moment. Some Alpha Squaddies
are ordered to take out German
bombers when they fly overhead, and
we've had some success there. But
Alpha Platoon proves that there are
other ways a delta can be valuable
than throwing himself into combat.
Alpha's base of operations is in a
secret location in London. From this
unremarkable building in the heart of
the city, Major Francis McCrary guides
Alpha's clandestine operations.
McCrary is a small, flame-haired
man with wire-rimmed glasses that sit
perched over an easy, winning grin.
Due to his delta powers, he can shrink
even smaller-so much so that you
might not even know he's there.
I'll talk more about Alpha Platoon
when I get around to discussing the
war in Europe.
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If you're looking to mix it up in
battle, then Bravo is the Platoon for
you. Delta Squadron followed the US
Army into the Sahara to support the
British forces in their struggles against
Field Marshal Erwin Rommel, the
cagey Desert Fox.
If you're from most parts of the US,
you might never have been in a desert
before, and let me tell you, it's no
picnic. It's hotter than the warmest
parts of hell, and it's dry enough to
make you dream of Lake Michigan on
a rainy day. Honestly.
Most of the time, Squaddies in
Bravo Platoon end up working alone
in small groups or alongside Allied
desert raiders or North African
partisans. There are lots of night raids
and missions, to destroy enemy aircraft
while they're camped on the ground.
Africa can be exciting, and the work
we do here directly harms the Axis
war effort, which is another grea t
benefit. But on the other hand, you
never know when Rommel's going to
launch yet another blitzkrieg attack
against America's troops. I haven't
been doing this for very long at a11­
heck, Delta Squadron's only a few
months old as I write this-but more
bullets have already bounced off my
chest in the desert near Tobruk than in
all my years living in Chicago.
The leader of Bravo Platoon is Major
Willis Keyes. Keyes is one of the most
amazing strategists I've ever had the
pleasure to meet, and he spends a lot
of time ad vising the leader of the
British Forces: Lieutenant General
Bernard Montgomery himself.
In the summer of '42, we're pretty
much the only American forces in the
area. We're expecting reinforcements
from the US Army at some point, but
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God only knows when that's going to
happen. The Army may be efficient,
but timely ... well, that's up for debate.
We could have sat out the fighting
back in London with Alpha Platoon,
but Major McCrary's Squaddies have
that area well in hand. It was going to
take some time for the bulk of
America's forces to get organized
enough to start an invasion of the Axis­
occupied territory, but Delta Squadron
is ,a much smaller and more nimble
force. Eisenhower sent us in as soon as
we were available, to lend the Brits a
hand softening up Rommel' s troops for
the rest of our boys, once they follow
up behind us.
This is actually where I've spent
most of my time since joining Delta
Squadron. The Yankee and I have done
a lot of good here, and we hope to be
able to do more shortly.
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I don't think you could find two
battlegrounds that are more different
than the two theatres we're involved in
during this war. While the heroes of
Bravo Platoon roast in the North
African desert, the Squaddies of
Charlie Platoon find themselves
hopping from island to island in the
Pacific, doing their level best to keep
the Japanese Navy on the run. One's
dryas a bone, and the other's wet as a
dog's tongue.
Charlie Platoon is watched over by
Major Harlan "Hellacious" Hayes, a
regular Army man who worked his
way up through the ranks from the
bottom. Unlike most Squaddie officers,
Hayes actually attended West Point,
where he graduated at the top of his
class. Hayes was with MacArthur
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when the Japanese first attacked the
Phillipines, and fought bravely in that
conflict. He was part of the 26th
Cavalry, the last regiment to ever ride
horses into battle. The 26th made a
brave stand against the invading
Japanese on December 22 of last year,
just over two weeks after the attack on
Pearl Harbor. Unfortunately, the best
the 26th could manage against the
invaders was an orderly retreat, and
once the Japanese tanks caught up
with them it was over. They lost
almost 80% of their men.
A farm boy from Montana, Hayes is
as natural a leader as he is a rider. He
was right there in the thick of things,
moving his men off their horses to
make a stand against the encroaching
invaders, and then mounting them up
again to retreat when the enemy got
too close.
Hayes was calling for another retreat
when he was knocked off his horse by
a sniper's bullet. A squad of his men
went back to rescue him, but it was too
late. The Japanese soldiers were
already upon them.
Just when things were at their
darkest, Hayes stood up, saw the
Japanese soldiers tearing into his men,
and lost it. I'm told Hayes has always
had a bit of a temper. I can only laugh
now at how appropriate that
perception was. Soon after he stood
up, you see, Hayes literally started
spitting fire.
The Japanese never knew what hit
them. Once the first of them went up
in flames, the rest scattered like
roaches fleeing from bright light.
Hayes' new powers bought he and his
men the time they needed; while the
Japanese soldiers were regrouping,
Hayes and the unit that had come to
his rescue headed for the hills, never
stopping until they had lost the enemy.
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Hayes survived the day, which is a
lot more than can be said for most of
the 26th Cavalry. He joined up with
MacArthur for the retreat into the
Bataan peninsula. Soon afterward,
General MacArthur learned of the
amazing powers Hayes had displayed
on the field of battle, and passed his
findings on to the President. Even
though he knew what the answer
would be, MacArthur asked that
Hayes be allowed to remain with him
in the Phillipines. "There's nowhere
else that this soldier could be put to
better use," he wrote.
Unfortunately for the general, the
President's reply was both quick and
explicit. Hayes was to report to
Washington at once and receive his
new assignment to Delta Squadron.
At this point, MacArthur could read
the writing on the walls. It was
obvious that the President had already
given the Phillipines up as lost-at
least for now. It was only a matter of
time before it would all end.
On March 11, General MacArthur
left the Phillipines for Australia under
direct orders from the President. As he
left, MacArthur uttered the words, "I
shall return," which I know Major
Hayes has echoed every day since.
Charlie Platoon has been charged
with fulfilling MacArthur's promise,
and you can bet that Major Hayes has
dedicated his every waking moment
toward making that happen. Our
victory at Midway this May, just weeks
ago, was the turning of the tide. Mark
my words. Hayes will soon have the
Japanese on the run.
Charlie Platoon's HQ is currently in
the rebuilt base at Pearl Harbor. From
there, Hayes sends his people out into
the Pacific on various missions to help
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All right, recruits, hold on to your
helmets. I'm about to let you in on one
of the greatest secrets that Delta
Squadron has to offer: the loca tion of
our secret headquarters.
Why, you might ask, would I be so
foolish as to put something like that in
print? Even worse, why would Colonel
Ford let me do it in the first place?
Well, the stone-cold truth is that I'm
not giving away much by telling you
about this. As I type this information
packet up, I'm sitting at a desk near
Doc Goddard's office here on the
Liberty. We're currently hovering
somewhere over the Atlantic ocean. To
be honest with you, I don't have any
idea where we are, let alone where
we're going. As with most things in
the military, information like that is
dispensed on a need-to-know basis,
and I've been told more than once that
our itinerary isn't something I need to
know to play my part in the war.
For those of you who don't know,
The Liberty is a flying aircraft carrier­
an "aerial carrier," as Doc Goddard
like to say. Don't be so surprised if you
haven't heard about it. It's not
something that the President wants
talks about on the front page of Stars &
Stripes-that's the Army's daily
newspaper, and it's a lot better than
you might think, even given the
military's reputation for dry and
uninformative journalism. The
President doesn't mention the Liberty,
even to boost morale back home. I
mean, announcing the carrier in the
New York Times might have had a
tremendous impact on the American
public, but before you know it, our
movements would be charted daily.
Then how would we do our jobs?
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It was Doc Goddard who first came
up with the idea for the Liberty. He
envisioned a large platform-almost
like a long building with the top made
perfectly flat for the launching and
landing of aircraft-suspended
between four tremendous, propeller
lifted and steered blimps. And he
made it come to life.
It's the darnedest thing. When you
first see it, you'd swear to God
Almighty that there was no way such a
thing could stay in the air. Heck, I've
been on this thing for over a week
now, and I still can't believe that
gravity hasn't realized what's
happened and done something about
it. Once gravity takes its toll, though,
you can bet that this aerial carrier is
going to do a really lousy impression
of a real aircraft carrier-for about two
minutes-and then sink into the sea.
Doc Goddard's been working on the
Liberty Project for years-ever since
1935, I hear. Apparently, the Germans
and the Japanese thought it sounded
like one heck of an idea, because
they've each got their own version of
the Liberty as well. Some claim that
their aerial carrier was built using
stolen plans of our own, but I doubt
this; I mean, what are the chances that
anyone could slip the blueprints for
the most important invention of this
war out of the county-and under our
noses to boot?
They say imitation is the sincerest
form of flattery, but I have to admit I'd
rather not be flattered by anyone from
either of those countries-unless
they're about to tell us how well we
kicked their rears before they give up
and go home, of course.
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The Liberty has only four decks­
five if you count the flight deck with
the catapults and plane catchers on it.
At the bottom is the command deck.
This is where the people who run
Delta Squadron work, plotting out
their different plans for countering the
offensives of the Axis powers, and
setting up strategies of their own.
Some of the highest-ranking Delta
Squadron officers have quarters on this
deck, presumably so that they're never
too far from their work. These soldiers
include Colonel Ford, who has a bunk
right next to his office in the center of
the deck. A good portion of the floor of
his office is made of glass. It's just one
of many such places on that deck that
have been engineered so tha t we can
look down at whatever we're flying
over.
It can be pretty disconcerting
standing in Colonel Ford's office, let
me tell you. It's one thing to be
thousands of feet in the air, but it's
quite another to look down between
your feet and actually see the
ground-or, right now, the ocean­
several hundred feet below. Colonel
Ford and Lieutenant Colonel Payne are
like rocks about it though. I've never
seen it bother them a bit. They often
observe battles with the enemy as they
rage beneath the carrier, issuing orders
directly from their offices.
There's a lot for those two men to
keep track of up here, but they do one
heck of a job. Keeping tabs on even a
dozen deltas would be tough, but
they've got more than 10 times that to
worry about. Payne likes to joke that
the floor in the main office gives them
all some perspective.
I didn't think it was funny either.
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This is where most of the deltas on
board the Liberty live and work. This is
also where the ~arrier's mess hall is,
along with a decent-sized room for
communal dining.
When I say "decent-sized," I mean
"cramped," of course. The Liberty isn't
all that large. It's only about 100 yards
long and about half that wide, almost
exactly the size of a football field. No
one's ever seriously suggested we play
a game up there, though. I mean, the
view is fantastic, but if you happen to
go out of bounds, the penalties are
pretty stiff.
For that reason, anyone that goes
above decks has to wear a parachute at
all times. Most also wear a harness
tha t' s attached to a ring or one of the
many cables that runs the length of the
deck. If you fall off the flight deck, the
chute might save you from the fall, but
it's not easy to turn the Liberty around.
If you wind up in the drink or in
enemy territory, you've got a long trip
ahead of you before you can find your
way back home.
Anyhow, if you're on the Liberty and
you're not one of the people in charge
of Delta Squadron-or one of their
assistants-then you're pretty much
limited to the Operations Deck. Most
of the time, assignment to the Liberty is
temporary; as impressive as it is, the
carrier's terribly impractical to take
into battle. Its size and the open flight
deck ensure that we can't go too far
up. After a certain point, the planes
held in storage would start to ice up,
and can you imagine what would
happen if even a single one of those
blimps took some flak?
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I don't mean to sound like Chicken
Little, but it would literally be like the
sky was falling. By comparison, the
Hindenberg disaster would seem like a
weenie roast.
So the Liberty's not meant as a
warship. It's basic transportation for
the entirety of Delta Squadron-or at
least large portions of it-whenever it's
needed. And it allows Colonel Ford
and his staff to get from one theater to
another as quickly as possible, with
little threat from the ground or sea.
Planes, of course, are another matter,
but we have defenses against them.
The sides of the carrier are lined with
anti-aircraft guns manned by soldiers
just aching to carve another notch into
the side of their trigger assembly.
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The Liberty's top two decks are
reserved for aircraft storage. The
carrier can hold a total of about 20
fighters, depending on their size,
which are moved between the hangar
decks up to the flight deck, by means
of a series of elevators.
Planes on the bottom deck are
usually being repaired or maintained.
If you know anything about planes, it's
seems like there's always work to be
done on them, so the grease monkeys
down there are kept pretty darn busy.
The most famous plane we have on
board is the Mr. Wright. That's the
Mustang that the Aviatrix flies when
she's on a combat mission. She tells me
she named it after Orville Wright, the
first man to ever fly a plane. I once
joked that she really named it after the
elusive fellow that every woman seems
to be looking for: Mr. Right.
She didn't laugh all that much, but I
thought it was downright funny.
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Like I mentioned before, this is
where all the real action happens. I
mean, if the Liberty somehow came
under attack, those Axis scum aren't
going to walk in here and let me start
pounding on them, are they? No,
they're going to shoot us down from
far away, probably from the air. Our
best defense against such an attack is
our complement of planes.
Lieutenant-Colonel Payne does a
good job making sure that both the
planes and the flight crews are in top
working order at all times. He insists
that every pilot on board get out and
stretch his wings at least twice a week.
This keeps the pilots' reflexes sharp
and helps make sure that the
mechanics are staying on top of their
jobs. (It's never good to find out that
your long-unused plane needs a tune­
up when the enemy is zooming in
from overhead.)
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The blimps are perhaps the most
amazing part of the whole operation.
These massive balloons keep the entire
rest of the carrier aloft, including 20­
odd airplanes. Being the products of a
gadgeteer's amazing imagination, no
one can understand how to keep the
things aloft (except for other
gadgeteers). Fortunately, we happen to
have four of them on board, and
sometimes even more.
The gadgeteers and their assistants
spend most of their time living out on
the gondolas hanging from the
undercarriages of the blimps. After all,
the only way to get to the blimps from
the Liberty is a harrowing climb up a
tubular ladder-cage that circles the
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cables that lash the blimps to the
carrier's main body. This is not a trip
anyone cares to make often, though
there are some who do it every day.
Doc Goddard, for instance, oversees
the maintenance of all the blimps. He
takes his duties very seriously-which
is a good thing, since the lives of every
one of the soldiers on the carrier
literally depend upon them.
The doc actually climbs up to each
blimp at least once a day-sometimes
more. And then, of course, he has to
climb back down. On the lucky days
that we have a flyer like the Eagle on
board, the doc gets a real break, since
he can hitch a ride instead.
Perhaps the most amazing thing
about the Liberty is that we've never
actually landed-not since the carrier
first took off, anyway. I wasn't around
for that, but the doc tells me it was one
heck of a production. He wasn't
actually sure it was going to work
right up until the very end. When his
creation finally rose into the air, he was
so happy that he started dancing and
almost fell off the flight deck.
Fortunately, Major Ford was there to
haul him back.
The blimps are actually really easy
to fuel, and we get supply planes up
here just about every day. The doc tells
me that we could go for about three
days without additional fuel before
we'd actually be forced to land.
Thankfully, we haven't ever been
forced to test that theory yet.
With any luck, we never will.
Someday, I hope to help Doc Goddard
mothball this old beast-once we've
finally won the war, and there's no
more need for such a creation.
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Life as a Squaddie isn't all bad. In
fact, compared to what some of the
grunts have to put up with, it's pretty
darn good. The upper brass knows
that deltas are too valuable to throw
away without good reason, and they're
more careful about the kinds of
situations they're willing to order us
into.
The other side of the delta coin, of
course, is that the brass are willing to
offer us missions tha t no regular joe
would ever have a chance of
completing. These usually involve
dangers that would prohibit regs from
even attempting them-unless they
had a death wish, that is.
The potential benefits often far
outweigh the risks though, and when
the brass know that there's no one else
for the job-that it would simply be
fatal for anyone else-they call in Delta
Squadron.
For all of that, this is the greatest
privilege I've ever known, and the best
opportunity of my entire life. To serve
my country in the time when it needs
me most, and to serve alongside some
of the bravest men and women that
I've ever known; to make the world
safe from petty dictators with
delusions of grandeur; these are
worthwhile causes. Causes I'm willing
to put my life on the line for, no matter
how high the risk.
Hey, we've all got to die sometime,
right? Even deltas aren't immortal-at
least as far as we knOw. (We barely
even seem to know the rules of this
delta game yet.)
But if I'm going to die, I'd like to do
it knowing I did my best to serve my
country-that when the call to duty
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One thing that might hold you back
from joining Delta Squadron is your
secret identity-assuming you have
one (and what modern mystery man of
the '40s doesn' t?)
Most people think it all began with
the Silver Ghost back in the '20s, but
they're just a little bit off. In fact, the
first masked man to start making the
rounds was the Law. You remember
him, that guy who ran around Chicago
in a police uniform and a full-face
mask? Although he always played it
by the book, no one could ever be sure
that the Law was really a cop. I mean,
he never took off his mask, right? And
the number on the badge he wore was
"911."
That number was eventually traced
back to a police officer by the name of
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Gentry Maddox, an Irishman who'd
been killed while on the job.
(Apparently he' d made it his one-man
crusade to take on Al Capone's mob,
and he ended up on the losing end of
that long-shot bet.)
Whether the Law was Maddox back
from the dead or somebody else who
just got his hands on the man' s badge,
no one knows. The man disappeared
in the mid-'30s, and no one has seen
him since. Maybe he' s dead, or maybe
he finally finished the job he set out to
do. The world may never know.
Anyhow, if you like wearing a mask
whenever you're out using your delta
powers, then you've got a secret
identity. The reasons for wearing a
mask varies from person to person, but
the fact is that some of us just don' t
want others to know who we are.
Maybe we're worried about protecting
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our loved ones from reprisals from our
foes. Or maybe we just want to be able
to go home at night without being
hounded by the press. Or perhaps we
want to be able to bust the bad guys
without having to worry about the law
coming down on us. Not all
jurisdictions are tolerant of vigilantes,
you know.
For those of you who prefer a secret
identity, you can join Delta Squadron
without fear that your real name will
be revealed to the world. Sure, to join
Delta Squadron, you have to reveal
your identity to the government and
you also have to go through a pretty
intense background check. (There's no
room for a Nazi spy aboard the
Liberty.) But beyond that, the Army
pretty much likes you the way you are.
They want you to keep your secret
identity.
Honest.
There a good reason for this: the US
Army doesn't want Nazi spies to get to
you by hunting down and threatening
your family. This isn't normally a
problem with most recruits, but when
you're talking about someone as high­
profile as a delta, it's a real possibility.
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Remember the case that made secret
identities common? Alexis Schein was
the girl's name. She was a flapper back
in the late '20s, an ex-moll of Bugsy
Seagle, I think.
In any case, Ms. Schein was a delta
without a mask, and she found herself
the focus of instant celebrity. By all
accounts, she really enjoyed this, but in
the long run, it came back to haunt her.
You see, Ms. Schein was a screamer.
I mean, she could literally shatter your
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eardrums with her voice. This is a
pretty cool power, I suppose, but it
doesn' t do you much good if someone
shoots you in the back. And that's
exactly what happened to her one
night as she was leaving a swanky
restaurant down in Greenwich Village.
Word is the killer was sent by an
acquaintance of Ms. Schein's whom
she' d ignored at one point. For this, he
had her killed.
So unless you like watching your
back every moment of your life-and
the backs of everyone you hold dear­
a mask makes a whole lot of sense. I
wear one, and so do most other
Squaddies I know.
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There's another reason that the
Army doesn't mind all the masks that
Delta Squadron wears: they know that
this war is as much about public
relations as it is about fighting. Both
are avenues toward victory, but when
combined together, they're magic.
When someone sees a picture of
Patriot or the Yankee beating back a
Nazi horde--or even the Silver
Ghost-well, it's inspiring. When it's
splashed all over the front page of
every newspaper in America, it reaches
out to people.
We're not just heroes, you see. We're
also symbols for everything that's
good about the United States. We give
people hope for the future-hope that
we'll win the war, hope for themselves,
and hope for the American Dream, so
recently threatened by the Axis. Being
a symbol is much easier to do from
behind a mask. Real people have feet
of clay, but when in they're costume,
they're more than real.
They' re an icon that can last forever.

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I'm sure you're all excited to learn
about what's actually happening in the
different theaters of operation around
the world-the kind of stuff you can't
get in the newspapers back home.
Well, we'll get to that in a bit.
First, I want to talk about something
else. I want to discuss why it is that
we're doing what we're doing, who it
is we're fighting for: the people back
home.
I'm sure all of you have friends and
loved ones that you had to leave
behind when you volunteered for this
duty. It's not easy putting your life on
hold so you can go off across the world
and defend democracy from aggressive
fascists, but consider this: If we didn't
do it, who would? And if we don't do
it now, then when?
It's our sacred duty to protect those
that we love, and brother, there hasn't
been a more clear-cut example of the
right thing to do since our forefathers
stood up and booted the British out of
our newly formed United States. Heck,
I consider it an honor to be able to
serve my country in this fashion, and
I'm sure you do, too.
After all, not everyone has been
blessed with powers like ours and the
will to use them for the greater good.
That's a powerful combination, one
that you shouldn't ever look down
upon. There are lots of people back
home who would love to trade places
with us, to get their shot at a share of
the glory we're bound to win for
ourselves and for our country. These
are rare days indeed, when the threat
of doom hangs over us all. It makes
life just that much more precious.
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A friend of mine-he runs around
under the name of Patriot; you've
probably heard of him. This friend of
mine is fond of quoting famous people
from time to time. One of his favorites
is old Bill Shakespeare. He cites "the
Bard," as he calls him, all the time.
There's one passage from Henry V
that Patriot likes to haul out when
we're about to go into battle, and it
hits directly home for me. This is when
King Henry V is about to lead his
outnumbered soldiers into battle
against the French at a place called
Agincourt. Here it is:
We few, we happy few, we band
of brothers; for he today that sheds
his blood with me shall be my
brother. Be he ne'er so vile, this
day shall gentle his condition.
Patriot usually gives the Gangster a
solid look when he gets to that last
part:
And gentlemen in England,
now a-bed shall think themselves
accurs'd they were not here, and
hold their manhoods cheap whiles
any speaks that fought with us.
That always chokes me up. Being
the cultured gentleman my parents
brought me up to be, I usually follow it
up with something like: "Let's go get
us some Nazis!"
Hey, you can take the kid out of
Chicago, but you can't take Chicago
out of the kid. At least that's what the
Yankee always says on my not-too­
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Now, as I was saying, not everyone
can be a member of Delta Squadron, or
even join our fighting forces. No
matter how they might want to sign
up, there are certain rules.
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Some are too old. And you don't
have to be all that old for the army to
refuse you. If you're over 26 or so
when you try to enlist, they really
don't want you. They want young men
they can mold into good soldiers. It
seems that by the time you hit 26 or so,
you're already too set in your ways to
make a good recruit.
Others are too young. Sure, some
kids try to lie to get into the service,
but how many I6-year-old kids do you
know that are ready to go to war? I
mean, really? I'm I8-the youngest
they'll go-and sometimes I don't feel
like I know what I'm doing here. And
I've been the Yankee's sidekick for six
years now!
With the exception of Delta
Squadron, women aren't allowed into
the military, either. Chivarly isn't
entirely dead in this country, it seems.
I've fought alongside a number of
women in Delta Squadron, and I have
to say that I think that this will change
someday. Women have a lot to offer
any part of our society-even the
military-and it's only a matter of time
before the upper brass recognizes that.
I'm not saying we should put them on
the front line tomorrow, but someday
even that could happen.
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People with bad health are
restricted, too. Most of the time, this is
for obvious reasons. If a guy's only got
one leg, for instance, you can forget
about him scrambling across a field
toward a foxhole. Other times, it seems
a bit more silly, but it doesn't look like
we're hurting for volunteers these
days, and if you can get a recruit in
perfect health, it seems a lot smarter to
take him than someone who might not
be quite up to snuff when under the
gun, so to speak.
Heck, I had a friend back home who
was turned down for service because
he has flat feet, and it just broke his
heart. Apparently it's fine for him as a
cop, but when you're talking about
slogging across the bullet-riddled
fields of Europe, something as
seemingly insignificant as that can
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Another buddy of mine couldn't get
in because he's deaf in one ear. He lost
half his hearing when he dove into a
frozen pond to save his little brother.
He came down with an infection from
it later that pretty much put an end to
that eardrum. He's one of the best and
bravest men I know, but he's stuck
back home with the women and
children instead of being over here
with the rest of us.
Anyhow, all of these people-and
others, I'm sure-would like to do
something to help the war effort. And
just because they're not being shipped
overseas doesn't mean they can't do
anything worthwhile for the rest of us.
Without the support of the people back
home, the backbone of our forces
would be lost.
So if you have some friends back
home who want to know how they can
lend a hand, I've got some suggestions
for them.
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Back before the Japanese launched
their sneak attack on Pearl Harbor,
most Americans thought we were safe
from a direct assault by the Axis
powers. Now we know better.
Across the nation, cities have
instituted air raid protocols. They
sound off air raid sirens, just like there
was an attack on its way. If it's
nighttime, the citizens darken all of
their yards and homes; it's hard to
bomb a target if you can't see it, right?
It's the responsibility of local air raid
wardens-there's usually one in every
neighborhood-to make sure that
everyone's complying with the drill.
The worst case is people ignoring the
drills. If you let them get away with
that and then a real air raid happens,
they're sure to get bombed into
oblivion, and possibly take a number
of their neighbors with them.
If there wasn't an air raid warden in
your neighborhood when you left,
write back to your friends and families
and encourage them to get involved. If
we all work together, we can end this
war with that much more quickly.
Then we can all finally go home.
There's a war on, you knOw. That
means we have to devote every
available resource to winning that war.
This isn't a joke; it's as real as the body
bags our soldiers come home in.
The government has handed out
rationing books for lots of things, from
sugar to gas, even tires. You're only
allowed to buy a rationed good if you
have a ration coupon for it. Otherwise,
you're out of luck, no matter how
much you're willing to pay.
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Of course, that's not how it always
works. There's a thriving black market
willing to work around the rationing
system-for a price. The fact is that
every time someone does this, they
hurt our chances against the Axis
powers. That gallon of extra gas you
bought on the side could have gone to
an American tank in North Africa or to
one of the planes patrolling the skies
over England.
The rationing system works well if
we're all behind it. There are always
going to be some people whose only
loyalty is to the greenback, but if you
refuse to buy their black market goods
from them, then they won't have a
market to sell to. Honestly, every bit
helps.
If you're really worried about
having enough food on your table,
there's something you can do about it.
Till some of your backyard, and plant
your favorite vegetables. Every tuber
you pull out of your garden during the
harvest means you're not buying one
that can go to our boys overseas.
It's been estimated that if every
American actually planted and used a
victory garden, we could cut the
number of vegetables purchased in this
country by at least half. Just think of
what that could mean to our armed
forces.
It's said that an Army travels on its
stomach. That doesn't mean we crawl
everywhere we go. It means that if we
don't have food, we can't go
anywhere. Having a bunch of half­
starved soldiers on your side makes
for a pretty poor fight.
But if America grows its own, we
can make do with the rest.
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We live in a disposable sOciety, or so
Doc Goddard tells me. What he means
by that is that when we're done with
something, most of us just throw it
away without any concern for where it
might end up or whether or not it
might be useful again. If it's no use to
us, we just get rid of it.
By now, just about everybody back
home should know how wrong that is.
Some things-like rubber and glass
and especially metal-can be salvaged
and remade into something useful.
This is called recycling.
Tell your friends back home that one
of the best ways they can help is to
start up a recycling drive. Have them
go through the neighborhood and
collect all the used bottles, worn tires,
and scrap metal they can find. They
can bring the stuff down to their city
hall; the local administration should
know what to do with it.
And if they're already involved with
a recycling drive, tell them to keep at
it, to keep saving all that stuff that
they'd normally throwaway. We have
no idea how long this war's going to
drag on, and we might need every
scrap we can get.
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With all the able-bodied young men
either overseas already, or about to be
shipped over here, there's been a real
lack of laborers back in the States. In
fact, it's the first time since the start of
the Great Depression that we've had
full employment. And when I say
"full," I mean "full"!
Anyone who wants a job can get
one. This includes not only the young
and old but-get this-women! That's
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right, the ladies are pitching in as well,
and they're not sticking to the kinds of
jobs that you'd normally think of
women doing. Instead, they're actually
joining alongside men on assembly
lines across the country, helping to
build the materials needed by a
country that's at war.
The two greatest icons of women in
the workplace are Rosie the Riveter
and Wanda the Welder. You've
probably seen them on posters just
about everywhere. Their job is to
encourage women who have the time
and inclination to make a personal
investment in the war effort.
And this isn't any kind of charity
gig. These ladies are getting paid for
the sweat from their brows, giving
American families an extra shot in the
arm just when they need it most.
Running a war isn't cheap. Just
think about how much it costs to buy
the gas to keep the Liberty aloft for a
single day. Doc Goddard knows the
real numbers, and when I stop to ask
him about it, he just looks at me,
shakes his head, and says, "Sonny, you
don't want to knOw."
All those guns, tanks, planes, and
ammo for the regular GIs don't come
free either, not to mention shipping
them out to wherever they have to go.
Building the boa ts and the big guns for
the Navy is pretty pricey, too. And
then you have to think about feeding
and clothing every soldier in the army.
It adds up to some phenomenal
numbers pretty quick-high enough
that they would make even Rockefeller
choke on his fancy cigar. And the
government just doesn't have it to all
spend at one time.
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So what do you do when you're

short of cash? I mean you personally,
recruit. Well, you hit up your friends
and family, right? That's exactly what
Uncle Sam is doing with the war
bonds program.
It works like this. You buy a war
bond for a certain amount of money,
and then you hold on to it. At a certain
point in the future, you can cash the
bond in for what you paid for it and
then some. You loan the government
whatever you' re comfortable with, and
in return they pay you a bit of interest
for your money.
Now, if you're one of those people
who got burned on Black Tuesday
when the stock market crashed 13
years back, this is something you don't
have to worry about. You' re not
buying stock in some fly-by-night
company that's going to fold up and
pick up stakes in the middle of the
night, leaving you holding the bag and
wondering just how you're going to
feed those hungry children of yours.
Oh, no. US war bonds are backed by
the most rock-solid institution in the
world : the United States' federal
government.
Even the kids can get in on the
action if they like. They can buy
stamps for a bond book at a nickel a
crack, whenever they have some
pocket money they're itching to do
something with. Then, when they fill
up a whole book, they can turn it in for
an honest-to-goodness war bond . That
way, even junior can do his part to
make sure daddy and his friends are
taken care of while they're gone.
I don't know who comes up with
these things, but I'll be darned it they
don't make a whole lot of sense to me.
Any way we can support our GIs, we
should, and any true American
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There's one special organization
that's doing its bit to keep the house in
order while the guys are away: the
Ladies of Liberty. The Ladies-as most
people call them for short-are a loose
confederation of deltas of the fairer sex
who have banded together to help out
the police in their time of need.
IIYE-RYI~, IIC)YS
You see, just because most of the
country's mystery men shipped out
overseas with Delta Squadron doesn't
mean that the bad guys did the same.
Sure, some crooks like the Gangster
took the President up on his offer of
amnesty in exchange for volunteering
to become a Squaddie, but it's not like
everyone of those creeps lined up at
the nearest recruiting office the day the
program was set up.
Say what you will about the
Gangster, he's one heck of a Squaddie,
and I'm proud to serve alongside him.
And that's coming from someone he
almost beat to death in the old days .
The Gangster wears the responsibility
of his commission well, and he's
already saved my life once so far.
Most of us masked heroes got into
the business because we saw a need to
stand up to the bullies of the world. It
turns out that a lot of the bullies are
actually cowards-too cowardly to
volunteer for the war, anyway-and
stayed behind when everyone else
shipped out. Worse yet, these goons
figured that with most of the mystery
men out of the way, they'd be able to
own their towns back home. They
didn't know how wrong they were.
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The Ladies of Liberty were founded
by a woman named Gertrude Seger.
Gerty's a delta with a power like mine:
she can bounce even the biggest bullets
off of her body. She started out as a
costumed hero in Los Angeles using
the name Iron Maiden, but she was
unmasked by a murderous crook
known as the Breaker back in 1936.
Unfortunately, it happened right in the
middle of Santa Monica Boulevard,
down there in Hollywood, where
everybody saw her for who she was.
It didn't end up all bad. Gerty ended
up bringing the Breaker to justice with
the help of another gal pal of hers
known as Fever. Talk about one hot
girl! She spit fire all over the Breaker. I
understand he still hasn't recovered
from his wounds.
Better yet, Gerty was spotted by a
Hollywood agent who got her signed
by Pinnacle Pictures. She's been in
three or four movies already, but she's
decided to take some time off recently
to help with the war effort.
When Gerty and Fever heard about
the President calling up every able­
bodied delta into service, they knew
right away that he wasn't talking
about the ladies. Sure, Mr. Roosevelt
has bent the rules to let the women
who really want to serve with us into
Delta Squadron, but I don't think he
was all that happy about it.
Gerty and Fever figured all of this
out right away, and decided that they
didn't want to deal with the upper
brass trying to get them to serve in the
steno pool every time they turned
around. They were modern women,
and they wanted to help out on their
own terms. So they took it upon
themselves to found the Ladies of
Liberty.
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Using her status as a movie star,
Gerty sent her own call out to the lady
deltas in America: "While the boys are
off fighting for our country, it's the
duty of us girls to fill in for them."
Courtesy of backing provided by
Howard Hughes-the Hollywood film
producer and airplane maker-the
Ladies of Liberty were given a meeting
hall in Los Angeles, and anyone who
wanted to join was flown out on
Hughes' dime. The first meeting was
in February, right over Valentine's Day.
Over 30 lady deltas attended the
affair and pledged their assistance to
the Ladies of Liberty. Suddenly, these
women had the largest private delta
organization anywhere in the world. In
the US, only Delta Squadron itself was
larger.
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At the meeting, Hughes promised
the ladies his full financial support. If
they needed transportation anywhere
in the country, all they had to do was
call a special hotline he'd set up for
them, and he would make sure they
got there as soon as possible.
The plan was for the Ladies to work
in concert with the other members in
their home towns. Together, they could
be a lot more effective than they would
alone. In times of need, they could call
on the services of any other member of
the Ladies of Liberty, whom Hughes
would then bring to their aid.
All in all, it seems like a pretty sweet
deal. I almost wish there had been
something similar for all of us before
the war started. Hopefully we'll be
able to go back to something similar
when we're finally sent home.
It would be nice.
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The only real catch was that in order
to join the Ladies of Liberty, the
women pretty much had to give up
any secret identities they had. The
exposure offered by the press alone
would probably have compromised
their secret IDs anyway, but Hughes
insisted on knowing who each of his
Ladies were so that he could run
background checks on them. The last
thing he wanted was a spy in the
organization's ranks.
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The Ladies of Liberty got their first
big test in April of this year.
Apparently there was a Nazi spy
wreaking havoc in Washington, DC,
and there was little that the local police
or even the army could do about it.
The Department of War was just about
to call for help from Delta Squadron
when the Ladies of Liberty stepped in.
There were two Ladies working in
DC at the time. The first was Jennifer
Koss, also known as a delta's worst
nightmare. She's a snuffer, you see.
One of those people who can eliminate
a delta's powers. Jen was working for
the Coast Guard in Annapolis when
she first heard about the troubles.
Apparently, a Nazi spy had been
spotted wandering in and out of
Department of War offices late at night.
The culprit was apparently a delta
with the ability to walk through walls.
This made it almost impossible for the
MPs in the offices to follow him, much
less catch him. The one time the
Marines actually caught the man red­
handed, they shot first, leaving any
questions for later.
Boy, were they disappointed by
what happened next.
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The bullets went right through the
man, of course. He just laughed at the
MPs, mocked them in German­
accented English, and then slipped
away through the floor.
Stars & Stripes took to calling this
man the Red Phantom, casting him as
a Nazi version of the Silver Ghost. It
was only a matter of time, the reports
said, until he was caught. I found
Lieutenant-Colonel Payne reading
about it once, and asked him what he
thought about it. He answered, "If
those boys in the DoW know what's
good for them, they'll call in some
high-powered help right away. Delta­
powered help. Nothing else will do."
Of course, the Liberty was
somewhere over North Africa at the
time, and we had no Squaddies to
spare, so the Department of War
decided to give the Ladies of Liberty a
crack at the problem.
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Miss Koss had been following the
Red Phantom's movements in Stars &
Stripes, and she was already on the job.
The first thing she did was call in her
good friend Mrs. Ann Brand, a
speedster living in Silver Spring,
Maryland, just north of DC. Ann's
husband Rusty is a flight surgeon on
the USS Independence. Be sure to stop
by and shake his hand if you' re in the
neighborhood .
Anyhow, Jen told Ann all about the
spy, and how the Army had called
them in, and soon they were ready
with a plan. Ann and Jen knew that
they didn't have the power to stop the
Red Phantom on their own, so they
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These ladies weren't messing
around. First, they brought in Mrs.
Nancy Wrigh t, a real scrapper from
Pittsburgh. Nancy is one tough cookie.
The Yankee and I worked with her
once, and I saw her take down three
armed men with her bare hands. She
barely broke a sweat. Nancy actually
retired from the hero game for a while
and settled down with a good man
named Bill Wright, the head of the
draft board in Pittsburgh. She's only
recently returned to the scene to join
the Ladies of Liberty in our country's
hour of need. Of course, Nancy's
powers weren't going to be much good
if she couldn't get her hands on the
Red Phantom. That's where the other
ladies came in.
The next to land in town was
Jennifer Hodgson, an attorney from
Chapel Hill, North Carolina. Jennifer is
married to a man by the name of Matt
Conley. Matt works for the Department
of War as a codebreaker, trying to crack
the German ciphers.
jennifer's a real sparkplug. Not to
mention that she uses that reputation
as a codename. Sparkplug's a charger,
which meant that she'd come in really
handy against this Nazi spy, since one
of the few things that can affect a
phaser is electricity.
Electricity of another kind just rolls
off one of the other ladies who
answered the call. Ann Burik is a
siren's song given flesh. It's not like
she really needed her powers as a
charmer to get people to listen to her.
Her regular charms would be plenty.
Believe me.
Ann's husband is-well, let's just
say that incredible powers run in the
family. He's actually a Squaddie like
us, working with the troops overseas
to stop the Nazis. I'll leave it up to you
to figure out exactly who he is.
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To help track the creep down, the
ladies also called in Tanutda Devine, a
school teacher with x-ray eyes. Man, I
tell you, I would have hated to have
been in her class. I never would have
gotten away with anything!
Tanutda lives in Cleveland-Shaker
Heights, actually. Her husband Dennis
is stationed in Pearl Harbor these days.
He was one of the lucky ones; he
survived the attack.
Last but not least came in Miss
Lesley Lomo. Lesley is completing her
medical school residency in Boston.
Take it from me: with hands like hers,
no one around her could be hurting for
long. Lesley was brought in as the
team's healer, just in case something
was to go wrong (never let it be said
that these ladies aren't prepared for the
worst!).
The Ladies of Liberty rallied in the
offices of the Department of War.
They'd all known each other for years,
and some had even had the
opportunity to work with each other
before, but this was their first major
operation as a team. The briefing
officer, upon looking out at the bevy of
beautiful patriots assembled before
him, opened with the following
remark: "I'd like to open up the first
meeting of the Seven Sisters."
No one laughed.
As soon as the briefing was over, the
women launched into action. Their
plan was simple, yet it covered almost
every contingency. They knew that
once the Red Phantom realized that he
had a team of deltas on his tail, he
would probably back off. So their first
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That night, the Red Phantom stole
into the offices of the Department of
War again. The Seven Sisters-look,
whether they liked it or not, the name
seems to have stuck, so I'm going to
use it-were ready. The Nazi spy came
into the building by phasing up
through the basement and into the
upper floors. The ladies never would
have spotted him had it not been for
Tanutda. Like I said, nothing gets past
her.
As the Phantom made his way up to
the third floor of the building, Ann
"The Zephyr" Brand raced up to where
he was going to be, carrying Ann "the
Siren" Burik with her. Only seconds
after the intruder finally stopped in the
room he was looking for, the pair were
right outside the door.
The Zephyr slipped back, and the
Siren readied herself and then opened
the door, surprising the spy.
"Oh!" she said in well-feigned
surprise. "I'm sorry. I didn't realize
anyone was in here."
"That's all right," said the Phantom.
"I was just_If At that moment, the
Nazi made his first mistake. He looked
up into the Siren's eyes, and he was
transfixed. If you could see her
yourself, you wouldn't blame him.
Honestly, she doesn't need the powers.
But they sure don't hurt.
So here's this daring Nazi spy whom
the Army has been turning all of
Washington upside down to find, and
when he's discovered, he doesn't run.
No, he just stands there dumbstruck by
this woman's presence.
While the Siren is making small talk
with the Red Phantom, the other ladies
are racing to her aid. The Zephyr has
gone back to grab Miss Koss, and even
with Mrs. Brand making the round
trip, the two of them get there first,
although just barely.
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As the ladies get closer, the Siren
hears them approaching. "You know,
sir," she says to the spy, "you're
honestly one of the most intriguing
men I've ever met. I mean, you're
obviously a spy, but you don't seem to
be afraid of little 01' me at all."
The man flashed her a wolfish grin.
"Why, darlink," he said with his thick,
German accent, "should I be?"
"Oh, not from me," she demurred.
"From what I hear about you, I
couldn't even touch you-unless you
wanted me to, of course."
The Phantom's pencil-thin
moustache quivered at that. "The
thought had occurred to me," he said
hoarsely.
"Well," said the Siren in mock
shyness as she reached for the door. "I
don't know. I don't really know you all
that well. Would you mind if I brought
a friend?"
I hear that the look on the Red
Phantom's face was sublime. Oh, I'm
not talking about the one he had when
he started to say, "My dear, that would
be--" No, I mean the one when he saw
Jen and the Zephyr standing in the
doorway.
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There was a moment of exquisite
confusion on the man's face as he tried
to figure out what to make of this turn
of events. Before he could say no, the
two ladies entered the room and came
over to him, one on each side.
As they took his arms, he gave them
each a wide smile. "Ah," he said
knowingly. "I see. This is a trap." He
looked over at the Siren. "And one
well sprung, I might add. I'm
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me in the first place. The thing I don't
understand," he said, looking into each
of the ladies' eyes, one at a time, "is
how you now expect to hold me."
"Oh, we have our ways," purred
Jen, a secret smile on her face as she
stroked the man's chest.
Just then, Nancy and the Sparkplug
appeared in the doorway. "My
darlink," the Red Phantom said to the
Siren. "More friends of yours? What a
pleasant surprise."
With that, Nancy and the Sparkplug
walked forward . ''I'm glad you like
surprises," said Nancy.
"Because," the Sparkplug finished as
her hands began to crackle with
lightning, "you're in for the shock of
your life."
I don't think the man realized up
until then exactly what kind of trouble
he was in. The moment he saw the
electricity arc between Jennifer'S
hands, he knew he'd underestimated
these women, but I'm sure he figured
he could slip away before the
Sparkplug would strike. I mean, she
wouldn' t risk hurting her friends, who
were presently holding his arms, right?
It was then that he suddenly
realized that his powers weren't
working anymore. At a glance from the
Sparkplug, both Jen and the Zephyr
dove for cover. Her friends clear,
Jennifer let loose with a bolt of lighting
that caught the Nazi spy square in his
chest.
The charge knocked the Phantom
backward into the filing cabinets he'd
been rifling through. For a moment, he
just stood there, stunned . Then a snarl
grew on his face. "Foolish Americans!"
he spat. "You girls cannot hope to
stand before the power of the Third
Reich!"
"Well, it's a good thing we' re
women!" Nancy growled as she wound
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up a roundhouse and put the man's
light out-along with four of his teeth.
Lesley and Tanutda reached the
room just about then. Being the doctor
that she is, Lesley rushed to the fallen
man's side right away and got straight
to work.
Under her healing touch, he was
able to recover enough from the
lightning bolt to his chest that he could
face a firing squad-after a speedy
trial. Of course, before he could
awaken, she shot rum full of enough
tranquilizers to keep him under while
he was dragged in to meet the DC
authorities.
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Like I said, I like to collect stories.
And it always seems like deltas have
the best ones.
With this incident behind them, the
Ladies of Liberty-and the Seven
Sisters- really put themselves on the
map. Up to that point, they hadn't
been much of a professional
association, if you know what I mean.
They would talk with each other on
the phone and exchange letters
occasionally, but in reality, they weren't
really much of a team-or at least not
one that anyone took seriously.
But now that the Ladies of Liberty
have proven themselves, the bad guys
in the country have taken notice.
There's a new sheriff in town, and
she's not taking any guff from
anybody.
Sometimes I wish we had those
ladies helping us out over here, but at
least I know that the rest of the fellows
and I can rest easy about the situation
back home. After all, it's pretty
obvious that we've left the place in
good hands, right?
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That said, the Ladies of Liberty still
have quite a lot on their plate. Even
with the help from some of the other
good guys we Squaddies left behind
when we went off to war, they're
outnumbered by the cowardly crooks
who remained on the horne front.
There's really too much for me to
cover all at once, so I'm just going to
hit the highlights. Pay attention here,
recruits. Just because you're over here
now doesn't mean you might not be
sent Stateside at a moment's notice.
And when the war's over, you're going
to want to know what's been going on
while you've been gone. It may not
seem like it could affect you directly
now, but you'd be surprised just how
wrong you can be about that.
I'm going to start off in the Big
Apple, covering the situation in
Manhattan and beyond. This place just
thrives with all sorts of activity. It's one
of the busiest ports in the nation these
days, and with all those people
streaming in and out, you know
something rotten has to be going on.
Then we'll swing by myoid
stomping grounds and take a quick
tour of the City with Big Shoulders:
Chicago. You can bet things haven't
gotten any calmer there since the
Yankee and I left.
From there, it's on to the City of
Angels, horne of the Ladies of Liberty
and a hotbed of Japanese-flavored
intrigue. We'll wrap it all up with a
quick visit to our nation's capital. Since
DC is the nerve center of the country's
war effort, you can expect the place to
be crawling with Nazi spies, and you
wouldn't be disappointed.
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I've only been to New York a couple
of times, but it is truly amazing. It's the
largest city in the country, and
everything it does is big! That even
goes for its premiere delta: Mr. Big.
I first met Mr. Big during a case in
which the Yankee and I had tracked an
international jewel thief known as the
Cheeta all the way from Chicago to the
Big Apple. He was literally the largest
man I'd ever seen. In fact, he still
might be. You could almost fit three of
me in him. Back in those days, he
worked with a partner known as the
Pigeon, a pretty young lady who could
soar through the skies like the most
beautiful bird you ever saw.
These days, I hear the Pigeon is
raising kids in Long Island, while Mr.
Big is raising hell on behalf of Delta
Squadron in the South Pacific. Trust
me, you'll never meet nicer people.
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You'd think that in a time of war,
Wall Street would be doing just fine .
After all, everybody in the country has
a job, and there are companies out
there that the government depends on
that just can't make products fast
enough for us. Normally, all that
would be true, but I understand that
there are a few spanners in the works.
The Germans have taken it upon
themselves to wreak havoc with the
American financial system, apparently
hoping to distract us from what we're
really after: them. To aid in this
endeavor, they' ve sent over a couple of
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Frick is a charmer with a way about
him that's slicker than an icy road. He
works his way into the confidence of
the captains of our industry, and
whispers bad ideas in their ears. I hear
that he almost had the Rockefellers
convinced that they should jack up the
price of oil since it was in such high
demand by the government. I mean,
that is one way to make a quick buck,
but it would mean either breaking the
government's piggy bank or shorting
our soldiers of the fuel we so painfully
need.
Frack, on the other hand, is a new
kind of trouble. He's a bank robber
with a twist. He walks into a bank and
announces that he's holding it up. He
doesn't have a gun, but he tells the
people behind the counter that if they
don't give him all their money, he'll
explode. The first couple places didn't
believe him, but the word's out now.
I understand the Ladies of Liberty
are on the case, but so far, they haven't
been able to make a lot of progress.
Frick is awfully careful about covering
his tracks, and Frack, well, it's pretty
hard to lay your hands on a man who
can literally blast you to pieces if
you're close enough to him.
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New York City must be one heck of
a dangerous place, because it seems
like there are more deltas there than
just about anywhere else in the world.
Or maybe that's just where they all go
once they get their powers.
Case in point: the Junior League, a
kind of boy's club for teenage deltas
that live in New York City. There are
only four members right now, and one
of them's a girl, but you won't find
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anything like this little group
anywhere else in the country.
These kids are cute in their costumes
and all, but don't underestimate them.
A 12-year-old delta is still a delta. Each
of these kids can mop the floor with
anyone twice his size.
The leader of the group is a brainy
kid who runs by the name of Smarty.
He's a fine tinkerer in his own right,
and he's built himself a strange kind of
flying device in which the propeller is
fastened on top instead of the front. He
calls it a "helicopter." What will this
kid think up next?
The muscle of the group is a kid­
from the Bronx, by his accent-who
calls himself the Ball. This kid can
literally bounce around the walls of a
room like a basketball, and he packs
one heck of a wallop too.
The feminine side of the League is
represented by the Princess. (Hey, I
don't come up with these names, I just
write them down!) She's got this really
unusual power which can copy that of
anyone else. It's a good thing she
found some other deltas her age to
hang out with, or her powers wouldn't
be of much use to her.
The last member of this crew is the
Tyke. At 13, he's the oldest of the kids,
despite his name. He's a shrinker,
though, so he spends a lot of his time
at a size smaller than the average
infant.
Between the local Ladies of Liberty
and the Junior League-which has
recently opened another chapter in
Chicago-New York's in pretty good
hands. Of course, with the exception of
Frick and Frack, there hasn't been
much trouble for a while. The old
villains that have traditionally plagued
the city are nowhere to be seen.
Maybe they're patriots, fighting part
of the war that I haven't seen yet.
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Ah, now this is my kind of town. I
was born and raised in Chicago, right
in the shadow of Wrigley Field. My
parents still live there, along with my
sister and-but that's probably more
than you need to know about me. I do
wear a mask for a reason, you know.
Chicago grew the way it did because
it's the prime shipping center in the
US. All the major, cross-country
railroads, buses, and planes come
through Chicago at one point or
another. That's why the commodity
exchange is here too.
Our buildings may not be as tall as
the ones in Manhattan, but we do
come in a strong second. And someday
we might even beat them at it.
Hey, you never know.
Now if we could just get the
Cubbies to win the World Series, we'd
really make it onto the map. We
haven't even won the pennant since
'38, and then the Yankees swept us in
the series in four straight. I still
remember the '32 series like it was
yesterday, even though I was only
eight at the time. It was in game three
that Babe Ruth did that called shot
thing where he pointed out toward the
fences and then promptly smacked the
next pitch over them.
So, as you might guess, I'm not
much of a Yankees fan.
Anyhow, Chicago has its share of
deltas who call it home, starting with
the Yankee, of course. Then there's
Patriot, probably the next-best known
mystery man in town, and myself, of
course. The Gangster was the most
notorious crook in town since Al
Capone, but that all ended when the
Yankee and I slapped him behind bars
six years ago.
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The Gangster was a member of the
Parente family before he got his
powers. The Parentes weren't all that
hot before that. I mean, sure, they had
their numbers-runners, and they did a
little racketeering on the side, but they
just didn't have the muscle to make a
real play for power.
But when Carlo Parente received his
powers, that all changed. Honestly, the
man handles a Tommy gun like an
artist handles a paint brush; every
stroke is a masterpiece. You could
almost appreciate the beauty of the
way he uses the thing, if it weren't for
the fact that the main by-product of his
efforts is a pile of dead people.
Soon after gaining his powers, the
Gangster officially took over the reigns
of his family's operations. From there it
was just a matter of time before he had
all of Chicago looking down the barrel
of his gun.
That could have ended six years ago
when we sent the Gangster away, but
his older brother Francesco kept things
going during his incarceration. In
r~ality, the Gangster was still running
hIS gang from the comfort of his jail
cell, and the arrangement worked
surprisingly well.
That came to a crashing halt when
the Gangster decided to take FDR up
on his offer of amnesty for delta crooks
and joined us in Delta Squadron.
Francesco's not half the boss that Paolo
was, and he's just not able to handle
the reigns of power as well. The other
families, of course, sniffed this
weakness out, and decided to make a
grab for Chicago's underworld
themselves.
Francesco was murdered while we
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only lasted for a day. After that, he was
right back in training, taking it more
seriously than ever.
In the months since Francesco's
death, Chicago has been torn apart by
gang warfare, and no one seems to be
able to do anything about it. So far, no
innocent people have been hurt, but
it's only a matter of time.
I asked the Gangster about it once­
how he could handle being over here
with everything that's happening back
home. He just said, "The job we're
doing now is more important than
these petty squabbles back home.
Those idiots are killing each other over
numbers rackets and garbage
contracts. The enemy we're fighting
against ... now there's some people you
should really worry about.
"Besides," he said with that cock­
eyed grin of his, flit's best to let those
pretenders duke it out among
themselves for now. One of them will
eventually come out on top, but that
means that there will only be one
competitor when I finally get home.
Now those are odds I can live with!"
The police seem pretty
overwhelmed by the current situation,
as does Brad Bernatek, Chicago'S
ranking District Attorney. But I've
heard that the Consultant-you might
remember him from his work with
Elliot Ness back in the early '30s-has
actually come out of retirement to take
matters into his own hands.
I don't know how much good one
man can do, but the Consultant is a
Bargainer after all. With connections
like his, you can bet he's rarely alone.
If I were the mobsters, I'd rethink
my strategy ...
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While most of Chicago's defenders
answered the President's call to join
the fight against the Axis powers, LA's
deltas apparently had other things to
do.
That's not entirely true, of course.
There were guys like the Star and Mr.
Handsome, who were on the first
plane to DC. But LA seems to attract
deltas that don't fit in anywhere else.
Maybe it's the movie industry. Maybe
it's the ocean. Regardless, as home for
the Ladies of Liberty, LA has more
than its share of deltas right now.
Gertrude Seger and the woman known
as Fever live there for one, and they've
since been joined by three others:
Deborah Capri, Jane Lussow, and
Elaine Burkowski.
Fever was one of the few Ladies of
Liberty who was able to maintain her
secret identity through all of Howard
Hughes's background checks. How she
did this, I don't really know, but I'm
sure Hughes had something to do with
it. If he wanted the world to know who
she was, we'd already know. It could
be he's protecting her from something,
but God only knows what.
I've already mentioned Gerty and
Fever. Gerty's not only the leader of
the Ladies of Liberty, but of the LA
crew as well. Unfortunately, she
spends most of her time handling the
organization's administrative duties
instead of being out on the streets
fighting crime or hunting spies.
That is what happens when you get
into management. Just ask Colonel
Ford or the Silver Ghost how many
missions they've been on lately.
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Fever, on the other hand, is the field
leader, and handles the other girls
while they're on the job. She is great
with small-group tactics, and has
molded her team-which the papers
have dubbed the California Girls-into
more than the sum of its parts.
Debbie Capri is a telekinetic who
runs around under the name TKO.
Like many young ladies living in
Hollywood, Debbie is an aspiring
actress. Joining the California Girls
hasn't harmed her career a t all; in fact,
I hear Hughes offered her a role in his
next film.
Jane Lussow is a legal secretary by
day and a sneak by night. She can get
into places that most of us don't even
know about.
Elaine Burkowski is an aquarian.
She has webbed digits and gills, and
her eyes look like those of a fish. If
you'd ever seen her in a swimsuit
though, you'd see that it works on her.
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The main problem in LA these days
is a new killer, who targets beautiful
young women in costumes. Dancers,
clowns, deltas-you name it, he's been
after it. Fortunately, he's only
murdered one delta so far, a sweet
young girl by the name of Kara Ling.
Kara was a Chinese-American nun
with the Covenant. Her mangled body
was found high in the Hollywood hills.
It looked like she'd been half-eaten
alive by-get this-a mammoth shark.
The same pattern has been repeated
with other victims. All the women
were wearing costumes when they
died, and were chewed upon by
massive teeth. The county coroner
swears that the wounds are what
you'd expect from a shark attack, but
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no one seems to be able to explain how
a shark would get so far from the sea.
Further, the amount of blood around
the bodies implies that they were
killed where they lay, not chewed
upon somewhere else and then
dumped where they were found.
I just hope the California Girls can
find this sicko before he finds them.
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As our nation's capital, Washington
DC is of the utmost importance.
America runs its entire war operation
from buildings in and around this city,
which makes them prime targets for
profiteers and spies.
As a Squaddie, you may find
yourself stationed in DC for one reason
or another. It's often a waypoint for
deltas on their way from Europe or
North Africa to the Pacific.
Some members of Delta Squadron
are stationed here permanently. There
are several deltas in the Secret Service,
protecting the President's life. Most of
the Squaddies that are in DC are
embroiled in operations of the highest
importance. That's why it's vital that
we support people like the Seven
Sisters. The way they stepped up to
lend a hand with the Red Phantom
really did help out-probably more
than they could ever know.
Despite the success the Ladies of
Liberty enjoy, Washington is absolutely
teeming with intrigue, and hardly any
of it has anything to do with deltas.
Still, there's one particular case you
should keep your eyes peeled for the
next time you happen to be in town.
It all has to do with a slippery little
Nazi spy by the name of Fritz.
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Call him what you like, Fritz is a
spy, and there are none better. Fritz is a
delta with a particularly helpful kind
of power when it comes to being a spy:
he's a changeling.
This means that Fritz can appear to
be just about anyone you can think
of-even Mr. Roosevelt himself. Worse
yet, he's an expert actor and a flawless
mimic. Heck, if he pretended to be the
Yankee, there's a chance that even I
wouldn't be able to spot it.
As you can imagine, Fritz has been
wreaking havoc with our war plans.
He's confirmed to have compromised
nearly a dozen operations already, and
we can lay the sinking of Convoy P38
directly at his feet.
Bluntly put, this man must be
stopped.
The real trick is that it's almost
impossible to search for the guy, much
less stop him. I mean, where would
you start? He could be anywhere-or
anyone.
The only thing our intelligence boys
would be ready to put money on is
that Fritz is concentrating his efforts in
DC. Of course, there's no way to prove
that he hasn't been flying all over the
country, poking his nose into every
secret installation he finds out about,
but the pattern of damage he's been
causing doesn't support that theory.
A general alert has been put out in
DC to look for Fritz. Citizens and
operatives are asked to report anyone
whose actions are close to the
Department of War's military
intelligence section, and appear odd.
Now, in a city full of politicians, this
could mean you'd quickly find your
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Fritz is if he's impersonating someone
you know. He can mimic them almost
perfectly, but unless he's had a chance
to study them, he can't possibly know
their mannerisms.
We almost caught Fritz last month.
He was impersonating an
Undersecretary of War. I won't tell you
the man's name, but he's usually a
pretty talkative and friendly fellow.
Recently, he'd kept pretty much to
himself. He'd come into the office
early, leave late, and keep his door
locked in between.
Eventually, the man's assistant grew
suspicious of his behavior. She
confronted him about it, concerned
that something was wrong in his
personal life.
This was the worst thing she could
have done. The next morning when the
rest of the workers came into the
undersecretary's office, they found the
young lady dead, and the office's files
ransacked.
Stopping Fritz has become a top
priority for the Office of Strategic
Services (055). You could find yourself
being questioned by one of the
investigators assigned to the case at
any time; it is your duty to comply
with them. They tend to travel in pairs
to reduce the possibility that the
interrogator might be Fritz himself,
trying to learn more about you so that
he can impersonate you. If you are
questioned by a lone 055 officer, it
could quite possibly be Fritz, so detain
him and call for help.
So tha t' s w ha t' s happening on the
home front. Hold on to your GI
rations, recruit, because we're heading
overseas next.

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Now, I wasn't around for WWI, but
a lot of people in the US military
were-including many of today's
officers-and they remember it fondly,
even if they were there battling for
their lives. After the fighting was over
and the war was won, many of them
got to spend some time visiting in
Europe, and they came to enjoy it,
even in its shattered state.
Despite that, America wasn't all that
eager to get involved in this war.
Europe is a long way from America,
after all, and we were kind of hoping
that the Europeans could take care of
the Nazi problem themselves.
That all came to an end when the
Japanese attacked us, and Hitler and
Mussolini declared war on us a short
time later.
Even though it was the Japanese
who'd originally attacked us, FDR
decided to focus our attention on the
more immediate problem: Hitler and
Mussolini. Sure, the Japanese were
rampaging all over the Pacific, but they
had their hands full with China, which
was putting up a valiant fight of its
own.
In Europe, though, things were
different. The Axis powers had already
captured just about every country that
had the power or inclination to do
anything about it, with one notable,
precious exception: Great Britain.
One thing seemed clear: If we didn't
come to Churchill's aid right away, he
and his country would quickly become
a tiny province in the ever-expanding
German Empire. The time to act was
now, for if we failed to do so, we might
never get another chance. So that's
what we did-much to Der Fuhrer's
regret, I'm sure.
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In 1942, most of mainland Europe
has already fallen to the Axis war
machine. You can say one thing about
those Nazis for sure: They know how
to fight. They use this technique called
''blitzkrieg,'' which means "lightning
war."
Whereas in the old days-even in
World War I to some extent-wars
were fought by soldiers on foot, the
Germans were doing things differently.
They used motorized vehicles of all
sorts-trucks, tanks, half tracks, and so
on-with frightening efficiency.
Instead of simply moving forces up
to a front to battle against other troops,
the Germans used their panzers-their
tanks-to pierce through a defensive
line. Once through, they took the battle
directly to their opponent's
commanders, cutting the front lines off
from guidance and support.
You might think this all sounds like
a pretty obvious tactic, but honestly,
it's a pretty big deal. Worse, it worked,
and the Germans soon found
themselves with most of Europe in
their hands.
Of course, it didn't help that-until
1939-European policy was defined as
"appeasement." Just saying that word
leaves a foul taste in my mouth. At its
heart, appeasement means giving a
bully what he wants in the hopes that
he'll leave you alone. Any kid who's
ever been a schoolyard brawl knows
better, right? Bullies don't layoff when
you give in to them. They only stop
once you stand up for yourself. Until
that happens, they know they've got a
patsy they can push around as much
as they like.
Well, that's just what most of Europe
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When the Germans invaded Poland,
it was all over. Western Europe had
drawn a line in the sand around
Poland, and Hitler's forces had crossed
it. Now it was time for war.
Unfortunately, the Germans had
been preparing for this for a lot longer
than the British or the French. They
had the edge in both numbers and
ordnance, and they weren't afraid to
bring both of them to bear.
The French were woefully
unprepared for a war, and ended up
surrendering only two and half
months after the Germans invaded the
country. The British, on the other hand,
were at least protected by the English
Channel. They managed to put up a
much greater fight, eventually
establishing air superiority over their
country, despite regular attacks by the
Luftwaffe (the German Air Force).
Currently, the Axis powers control a
great portion of West Europe. This
includes Germany and Italy, of course,
as well as Norway, Finland, Poland,
Czechoslovakia, Hungary, Romania,
Bulgaria, Greece, Albania, Yugoslavia,
Austria, Denmark, Belgium, the
Netherlands, East Prussia, and lots of
smaller countries. They've also
conquered a good portion of the
western Soviet Union, and chunks of
Northern Africa.
And that's just the Germans and the
Italians. The Japanese control pretty
much the entire Pacific Rim, from
eastern China all the way up to
Hawaii.
But I'm talking about Europe right
now, and we'd better stay focused if
we want you to be ready to take the
fight to the enemy anytime soon.
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As of June, 1942, France is a
conquered nation. The Nazis occupy
the northern part of the country, all the
way down the Atlantic coast to Spain,
and the entire Bay of Biscay. They
haven't occupied the entire country
yet, though its only a matter of time.
Meanwhile, Premier Henri Petain runs
a puppet French government from
Vichy, a city in the center of France,
just south of the German occupied
territories.
The only bright spot for the French
is their legendary resistance
movement. The people fighting for a
free France are fairly well-organized,
most of which can be attributed to the
efforts of one Charles de Gaulle, the
country's former Undersecretary for
National Defense. He has even
mobilized some of his followers into a
Free French Army, which he plans to
use to harass the Germans enemy.
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The real problem, as far as Delta
Squadron is concerned, are the French
deltas. Fortunately, most French deltas
are patriots who have opted to join de
Gaulle's French Resistance. These loyal
Allies call themselves the Libres Heros,
or "Free Heroes."
The leaders of the Libres Heros is Le
Lion, which translates as "the Lion."
Le Lion is one tough cookie. I had the
pleasure of meeting him in London,
where he and the rest of the Libres
Heros are currently headquartered.
He's tall, with wavy, dark hair and
roguish good looks. He wears one of
those pencil-thin mustaches, which
works well for him. (At least he
doesn't wear one of those silly berets.)
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Le Lion told me that his stalwart
organization has several members still
in position throughout Paris and other
portions of occupied France, working
with the resistance. Chief among these
are a man known as L'Espirit (the
Spirit) and a woman called Le
Messager (the Messenger).
L'Esprit is a phaser who gives the
Nazis as much of a headache as the
Red Phantom gave us. He can walk
into German installations at will and
copy or steal their communiques. So
far, he's been undetected, but once that
changes, you can expect an all-out
search for him, possibly even led by
Die Kriegfuhrer, the German SS
division of delta soldiers.
Once L'Espirit gathers the vital
information, he passes it on to Le
Messager. She's a communica tor, a
woman who can telepathically
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transmit messages over great distances.
She sends the Nazi secrets to one of de
Gaulle's assistants here in London, and
the news is quickly analyzed to see
how it can be used against the Nazi
war machine.
The biggest blow to the Libres Heros
to date was the capture and
subsequent public execution of the
nation's greatest hero: Le Patriote. This
man absolutely refused to surrender to
the Germans as they marched into
Paris, and was personally taken down
by the Nazi's delta supreme: Kapitan
Krieg.
Krieg showed the man no mercy at
all. Once he had beaten Le Patriote to
death, he hung the French delta's
battered corpse from the center of the
Arc de Triomphe. This put all of France
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As I write this in 1942, the Germans
are still fighting strong. They seem to
have made some big blunders along
the way, not the least of which was
viciously attacking the Russians, with
whom they'd originally had a peace
treaty. If they'd held that battle off just
a little longer, they would have been
able to concentrate all of their efforts
on the British and French, and we
Americans might have been the only
full members of the Allies left.
As it is, the Germans invaded Russia
last June in their Operation Barbarossa.
They had a good time of it for a while
there too, quickly taking the parts of
Poland they' d left to the Russians back
in '39 and moving strongly into the
Soviet Union itself. Leningrad has been
under siege since last September, and
the Wermacht (regular German Army)
has gotten within a few hundred miles
of Moscow itself.
The only thing that really stopped
the Nazi advance cold in its tracks was
the harsh Russian winter. Take it from
me, those Soviets know how to fight in
the cold, which I'm familiar with
myself, being from Chicago.
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The head of the German
government and the National Socialist
(Nazi) party is, of course, Der Fuhrer
(the leader), Adolf Hitler himself. This
little corporal managed a meteoric rise
through German politics, mostly by
speaking to the German people's anger
and playing off how badly they were
humiliated in the first World War.
If you don't think that's the case,
just remember where Hitler forced
Vichy Premier Petain to formally
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surrender: the exact same railway
carriage in which the Germans gave up
to the French in 1918. The symbolism
was .unmistakable to any in Europe.
HItler rules over his Nazis with an
iron fist. He's a much more forceful
leader than Mussolini, the effects of
which are often seen on the field of
battle. The Germans are much fiercer
fighters than their Italian friends, and
far more ruthless. And every time II
Duce's troops fail-as in the defense of
North Africa-Der Fuhrer's troops
swoop in to back them up.
The second in command under
Hitler is Reichsmarschall Hermann
Goring, leader of the Luftwaffe, and
the fattest man to ever command an
Air Force, I'm sure. It's a testament to
German engineering, I suppose, that
th~y were able to actually come up
WIth a plane that could lift his bulk
into the air.
One of the most frightening men in
the Nazi party is Reichsfuhrer-SS
Heinrich Himmler. This man is the
leader of Hitler's elite bodyguard-the
Waffen S5-as well as all of Germany's
police, including the infamous
Gestapo, Germany's secret state police.
He's also in charge of Die Kriegfuhrer,
or the KF, as they' re often popularly
known.
The man who gives Americans the
most pain these days is Admiral Karl
Donitz of the Kriegsmarine (German
Navy). He's the one who's in charge of
all those U-boats hassling our supply
convoys from the States to Britain and
beyond.
The guy who turns my stomach the
most, though, is Adolf Eichmann,
who's in charge of the Office of Jewish
Resettlement. It's his job to kick all of
the Jews out of German-occupied
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interact with the rest of the
population). Since my grandmother is
a Polish Jew, I take this kind of attack
personally. It's one of the many reasons
I'm proud to be doing everything I can
to take down the Nazi threat. These
guys are real creeps.
One pea in the same pod is Josef
Goebbels, the Nazi Minister of Public
Enlightenment and Propaganda. This
is the man who comes up with all
those Nazi lies that get me so steamed.
He was the mastermind behind
Kristallnacht, that night back in 1938
when the campaign against the Jews
and other "mongrel races" really
began. That should have put the world
on notice right away that the Nazis
were nothing but the biggest bullies in
the world. But it took a little longer.
Thank God we' re finally in the fight
to stop them.
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For those of you not up on your
German, that's pronounced "dee
kreeg-fyur-er." If you want to say "die"
Kreigfiihrer, though, who am I to stop
you, since that's what I'd like for them
to all do anyway-die, that is.
As I mentioned before, Die
Kriegfuhrer are the Nazi's version of
Delta Squadron. Actually, because Die
Kriegfiihrer has been in operation since
Hitler officially took over the entire
German government in 1934, it's more
like Delta Squadron is modeled on Die
Kriegfiihrer. The only real similarity,
though, is that both are groups of
deltas serving in their country's
military. Beyond that, we're as
different as night and day.
The first leader of Die Kriegfuhrer
was a young Nazi named Wilhelm
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Krueger, also known as EisenMann or
"Man of Iron." He was a tough, a man
with skin that could shrug off bullets.
Krueger was a faithful Nazi, but he
wasn't as ruthless as those who came
after him. When he died mysteriously
in 1939, a new leader took over: the
infamous Kapitan Krieg.
Krieg's real name is Kurt von
Mullenheim, a man whom Hitler
routinely holds up as the perfect
example of the Aryan race. He's tall,
with sharply sculpted features, cold
blue eyes, and white-blond hair kept
cut short.
From all reports Krieg is the best
gunner the world has ever seen. He's
reported to have actually downed a
British Spitfire with a single shot from
his Luger. Worse yet, with the power
of the Die Kriegfuhrer behind him,
Krieg has gathered a team of deltas
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whose effectiveness as a ruthless
machine of death and oppression is
unparallelled anywhere else in this
world.
Kapitan Krieg's second in command
is a man by the name of Erich
Manstein, a blaster with a reputation
for using his powers against helpless
defenders. He's called Der lrre (the
Madman) by both friend and foe, and
he does a lot to live up to that name.
He's known for being rash and
bloodthirsty-two qualities Der Fuhrer
apparently appreciates in his followers.
Kapitan Krieg handles many of the
assignments for the Deutsch that take
them out of Germany, including most
operations against our own deltas both
in and out of Europe. Meanwhile, Der
lrre concentrates on problems in the
Fatherland, eliminating resistance
groups and consolidating Axis control.
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Krieg calls his half of the operation
his soldaten (soldiers). These are the
Nazi deltas who are best suited for
taking the fight to the enemies of the
Third Reich. You can find these men­
never women-in just about every arm
of Germany's rapidly growing empire.
If you're on any front and you look up
and see a Nazi delta bearing down on
you, you can bet he's following orders
from Kapitan Krieg.
Krieg has units operating in three
major areas: Germany, North Africa,
and the Russian Front. We'll get to the
latter two in a bit. Right now, we're
concerned with the Germany-based
group.
These Deutschlander deltas are
currently concentrating their efforts on
terrorizing the United Kingdom. Just
this spring, they took part in the
Baedeker Raids on York, Exeter,
Canterbury, and Rath, attacks which
were a calculated form of retaliation
for the aerial bombings by Britain's
Royal Air Force (RAF) upon the
German cities of Lubeck and Rostock.
Krieg himself led Die Kriegfllhrer's
team during these missions. He was
seen soaring through the skies of these
towns on his Strahlfahrrad, the Nazi
version of our gadgeteers' jetbikes.
Krieg's most trusted lieutenant on
these raids-a man almost never far
from his side-is the infamous
Katastrophe. This fearless killer often
rides into battles on the back of Krieg's
Strahlfahrrad, then takes to the skies
on his own power, bringing his
Schmeisser submachine-gun to bear on
any Allied aircraft daring to cross his
path.
Although Katastophe isn't nearly as
fast as our top fighters, he's a lot more
nimble, able to actually turn on a dime
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or even hover in the air. With his
dexterity, Katastrophe's shredded more
than one Allied aircraft.
These men are often accompanied
into combat by Hauptmann Heinrich
"Hochrote" Himmel, a German delta
ace who has more silhouettes of Allied
planes stenciled on the nose of his
Junkers 87 than any other German
pilot in the entire war. The way this
man flies a plane, you'd think it was
an extension of himself.
Himmel was actually shot down
once by one of Britain's own delta aces:
Lord Richard Halliwell. Unfortunately,
Himmel managed to bail out of his
plane before it crashed, and was
immediately picked up before he even
touched the ground. So far, no one has
gotten close to finishing him off.
While Krieg's not available, S­
Obertsturmfuhrer Guenter Kessel­
known to all as Der Blitzschraubbolzen
(the Lightning Bolt)-is in charge, so to
speak. The man is a charger, able to fire
massive bolts of lightning from his
hands, frying any Allies who stand in
his path. Der Blitzschraubbolzen has
personally killed at least two British
deltas, and he has wounded many
more.
The Brits aren' t without their own
victories. They managed to take down
Das Riesige (the Giant) just this
February. The goliath was apparently
drinking heavily in a Munich
biergarten when the area was poisoned
by the Gasser, a British delta spy
positioned in the area. Unfortunately,
the Gasser had to blow his cover to
pull it off. He hasn't been heard of
since, and the Special Operations
Executive (SOE, the United Kingdom's
version of our own OSS) has just about
given up hope of ever hearing from
him again. But as I always say, never
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While Kapitan Krieg concentrates on
taking the war to the Allies, Der Irre
makes it his business to help Hitler
ruthlessly control his own people, as
well as those he has conquered.
Toward that end, he has established a
much-feared counter-espionage force
that causes nightmares for even high­
ranking officers in the Gestapo.
Der Irre's most trusted aide is SS­
Untersturmfuhrer Wolfgang Dietrich, a
cousin of Josef "Sepp" Dietrich, the
founder of Hitler's own bodyguard.
Wolfgang has a delta talent for
interrogation which ensures that no
one can effectively lie to him. This
makes him the perfect candidate for
rooting out traitors and spies, and he
does both with ruthless abandon.
Almost as feared is Der Schatten, a
sneak who uses his powers to slip in
and out of rooms in every corner of the
Third Reich without disturbing a soul.
She's been reportedly seen in just
about every corner of the Nazi's realm,
and keeps the firing squads in her
wake more than busy. And that's right,
she's a woman, one of the few lady
deltas permitted to work in
Germany-though I use the term
"lady" extremely loosely.
Perhaps worse than any of these
others is Der Scherblock (the Cutter).
This delta healer serves as Hitler's own
physician, but he's rumored to keep
himself busy with private
"experiments" that would turn the
strongest stomach.
Normally, these little tests would
prove fatal to the subjects, but Der
Scherblock is able to bring back all but
the most grievously injured from the
brink of death-so that he may begin
his foul experiments upon them once
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He may not be the most well-known
delta outside of Germany, but Der
Unterhandler 's name strikes fear into
the hearts of even the most loyal Nazis.
Der Fuhrer has long been known for
his fascination with the occult. Imagine
his delight when he discovered a loyal
follower who could actually converse
with demons straight from the pits of
Hell.
Der Unterhandler is Hitler's closest
and most trusted advisor. Whenever
Der Fuhrer desires advice about the
war effort, Der Unterhandler consults
with his fiendish friends and comes
back with an answer guaranteed to
meet his leader's fancy.
Of course, the demons that Der
Unterhandler consorts with have huge,
unholy appetites, but this kind of thing
doesn't apparently bother Hitler or any
of his cronies at all. I suppose that
when you're already the perpetrators
of some of the worst evils upon the
face of the Earth, dealing with demons
from beyond the pale isn't all that
disturbing.
Der Unterhandler is rarely seen far
from Der Fuhrer's side, but he has
been known to occassionally visit far
off lands in search of ancient artifacts
that could be used to help the German
war effort.
.oe.lta Squadron has made it a top
pnonty to stop this man at any cost.
We may not always understand exactly
what it is he's after, but we' re pretty
darn sure that if Der Unterhandler
wants it then, then we don't want
him-or the Third Reich-to have it.
This counter-effort is lead by
Bargainer of our own-none other
than the Iron Mask himself.
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The people of the UK have been our
staunchest allies in this war. If they
hadn't been able to withstand the
German onslaught for so long, we
would be facing much more terrible
odds.
You can pin a lot of the credit for
Britain's success against the Germans
on Prime Minister Winston Churchill.
Under his leadership, the British have
rallied their forces against the Nazis
and given them their first real setbacks
of the war. After the French
surrendered in the summer of 1940,
smart money was on the Brits to make
some kind of deal with Hitler to save
their own skins, but Churchill
absolutely refused to consider it.
I've personally spent a lot of time in
the UK since joining Delta Squadron.
The Liberty hovers over British skies
more than just about anywhere, and
when we Squaddies get shore leave,
we usually end up in London. I've
made a number of friends among the
British Deltas, and I'll be happy to tell
you all about them.
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It's said that the sun never sets on
the British Empire. I believe that the
same is true of its main delta
organization: the Imperial League.
Whereas Delta Squadron is formally
structured along traditional US
military lines, the League is more of a
private organization-almost like an
upper-crust gentlemen's club-that has
offered its much-needed services to
King George VI for the duration of the
conflict with the Third Reich.
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The League has been around since
the last days of World War I, when the
first British deltas appeared. There
were only two of them by the end of
that war. The first was a Sopwith
Camel pilot by the name of Flight
Lieutenant Simon Forrest, now a delta
ace. The other was a blaster
infantryman, Sergeant Nigel Shelly.
These men met for the first time at
the ceremony in 1919 in which they
were both knighted for their service to
crown and country. At the reception
afterward, they started talking about
how they were the first members of an
exclusive club: British deltas. They
decided that more of their kind were
certain to come along and that it was
their duty to see after them. Toward
that end, they founded the Imperial
League.
Throughout the '20s, the Imperial
League remained pretty much just an
exclusive gentlemen's club with only
one membership requirement: you had
to be a delta.
By 1933, membership had grown to
over a dozen people, and the League
was thrown its first real curve. A
British woman had become a delta ,
and she had applied for membership.
Stacey Rhys-Smythe-a shrinker­
wasn't about to take no for an answer
although she certainly expected the '
men of the League to try. Sir Shelly
was the first to break ranks with the
others. "I don't care if she's a woman,"
he said bluntly. "She's a delta, and that
makes her one of us."
When Britain went to war with the
Axis in 1939, the League immediately
offered its services to their king, who
graciously accepted on behalf of his
people. The League officially comes
under the purview of the Royal Army
for the duration of the war, but it tends
to operate like an independent unit.
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For some reason, the UK seems to be

blessed with more delta aces than just
about any other country. The League's
current-and only-president, Sir
Forrest, realizes that this is a resource
that cannot be squandered. In the early
days of the war, he founded the Dawn
Patrol, a crack fighter unit of five delta
aces, each flying his own Spitfire.
Together, these five men shot down
almost 20% of the German planes
brought down during the Battle of
Britain. They are, in total, Sir Richard
"Hal" Halliwell, Gilbert Bradley, Ewan
McCallister, Lady Cassandra
Goodheart, and-of course-Sir Simon
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The League works hand in hand

with Britain's top intelligence agency,
the OSE. Most of the League' s
members who live and work in Britain
are seconded into this organization's
ranks. The Dawn Patrol are the only
Leaguers assigned to combat duty on
the home front. There are some others
working in North Africa, but by and
large, the OSE is most Leaguers'
wartime home.
The OSE tackles some vital missions
for the crown, not the least of which is
rooting out Nazi spies throughout
Britain and turning them against their
former superiors. Although it' s
impossible to tell for sure, it's said that
the OSE has an amaZing rate of success
with such attempts. Apparently even
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Italy is Germany's only true
European partner in the Axis. Japan is
just too far off to lend much of a hand
with the battles in Europe, North
Africa, or the eastern front with the
Soviet Union. They do one heck of a
job gaining the Americans' full
attention, but despite that, President
Roosevelt has staunchly agreed to set
most of the USA's might against the
forces of Hitler and Mussolini. Once
the Axis has been rooted out of
Europe, the Allies can then turn their
full attention to the Far East.
In the meantime, the Italians are
doing their best to make life miserable
for the Allies in their neck of the
woods. Fortunately, they're not doing a
really great job.
The fact is that Italy just wasn't as
prepared to go to war as Germany
was, and its people aren't nearly as
fervent about it as the Nazis are. Add
to that a comparative lack of combat
experience among its troops, and
you've got the weakest of the Axis
powers.
Sometimes it seems to me that n
Duce, as Benito Mussolini is called, just
can't motivate his people to become
the kinds of killers you see among the
Wermacht and SS. He's certainly not as
powerful a speaker as Hitler, which
may have a lot to do with it. Or maybe
the Italians just don't share the
Germans' fervor for world domination.
Who knows?
But that doesn't mean that they
haven't gotten into plenty of battles
with the Allies. Mussolini's troops
have been a source of constant
opposition to the Allies and partisan
groups fighting throughout central
Europe.
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The Italian army's delta unit is
known by the fairly optimistic name of
I Vinci tori: the Winners. But so far, they
haven't really been able to live up to
the name.
The leader of I Vincitori is La Faccia
(the Face), a handsome ex-actor from
Milan. As far as I can tell, he's not in
charge of I Vincitori for any reason
other than the fact that he's convinced
people that he should be.
The cream of I Vinci tori's crop is
currently stationed in North Africa,
helping the Italian and German forces
with their struggle against the Allies.
In effect, they're under the control of
Germany's Desert Fox, Field Marshal
Erwin Rommel, who's currently in
charge of the Axis efforts in that part of
the world. (I'll get to talking about that
in just a bit.)
Back home, Mussolini keeps most of
his deltas close to Rome. He's
apparently afraid that by spreading his
delta ranks too thin, he would leave
himself open to crushing defeat.
Reports have him surrounded by up to
20 deltas, led by La Faccia.
The only real worrisome member of
I Vinci tori, in my mind at least, is EI
Arma, a delta gunner of almost
unparalleled skill. He has personally
ended at least three plots to assassinate
11 Duce, each with the barrel of his
silver-pIa ted Berreta.
It's rumored that Mussolini keeps a
teleporter and a snuffer by his side at
all times as well. The OSS hasn't been
able to confirm this, but it hints that if
you ever get close to the man, you
should take great care. I'm sure that
Hitler and Hirohito have similar
defenses in place as well.
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Ah, finally something I can talk
about with some authority! And also
without having to go scrambling for
Betty Woods (the Liberty's delta
translator in residence) for what all of
those foreign words mean.
The US government's top
intelligence agency is the OSS, and the
men and women of Delta Squadron
work hand in hand with them in their
efforts to infiltrate and spy on Hitler's
Third Reich.
The OSS actively recruits operatives
from outside the US. Its includes men
and women from Russia, Egypt, Libya,
Italy, Germany, France, Japan, the
Phillipines, and countless other places.
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Some OSS operatives are American,
but even more are simply interested in
bringing the light of freedom into the
darkness surrounding their homes.
The head of OSS operations in
Bri tain-George Carver-is one of
those deltas you just can't tell a lie to.
This is a talent that serves him well in
his position, since he can usually-but
sadly not always-tell when he's being
fed misinformation.
Carver's top field operative holds a
permanently assignment. She's a
young lady known only as the Blink,
as in "If you blink, you'll miss her."
She's a teleporter, which again can
come in really handy when you're
sneaking into enemy territory.
The rest of us are assigned to the
OSS as-needed. After all, there are only
so many American deltas to go around,
right?
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Two American deltas have been
given honorary membership in the
Imperial League. Captains Jim Falcone
and Dan Reilly are both delta aces, and
they've been privileged enough to fly
their Mustangs in formation with the
Spitfires of the already legendary
Dawn Patrol.
At first, the Dawn Patrolers didn't
think much of sharing their airspace
with "colonists," but once they saw Jim
and Dan in action, they quickly
dropped any reservations they might
have had. Dan personally saved Simon
Forrest from a German ace on his tail,
scoring the only confirmed kill of any
delta ace yet in the war.
I understand that Americans aren't
the only outsiders to be grudgingly
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accepted into the Dawn Patrol. Two
delta aces from Canada's Delta
Commandoes are part of the team, as
are aces from Australia, India, and
even New Zealand. Nowhere else is
the need for these pilots greater, so it's
here that the best come when they
want to fight the Axis threat.
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Delta Squadron has given a lot of
support to the resistance movements in
many countries around the world, but
we've got a special relationship with
the French resistance. We're not the
only ones working with them either.
The Imperial League helps out the
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The French-Canadians come in
really handy for many assignments
with the French resistance, as they
already speak the language (even if
most French can tell the difference).
The most prominent Squaddie in
France is a young lady who works
under the codename Bang. It's short
and sweet-kind of like her-and it
pretty much tells you what she does.
With guidance from Le Lion, Bang
picks out a target-usually a hangout
for German officers-walks into it, and
then explodes.
This does a lot to bring down an
occupying force's morale. I mean,
random explosions tend to put folks on
edge. This tactic has been especially
effective in France, where Allies have
been reluctant to simply flatten the
homes of their friends along with their
foes in bombing raids launched over
Paris.
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There are more Squaddies in
Germany at any given time than
anywhere else in Europe, barring the
Liberty and possibly London. This is
where we can do the most good, but it
does, of course, come with the greatest
risks.
I'm not at liberty to talk freely about
all the different ways we've managed
to infiltrate the Nazi organization. Let's
just say that we have operatives placed
in even the highest ranks of the
German armed forces and government.
Well, okay, I can tell you a few
things. After all, the Germans would
have to be idiots to think we haven't
got people in their organizations. And
making them paranoid about these
people does little but help us.
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One case in particular shows you
just how nuts things are in the Third
Reich. Just this February, word leaked
out from Washington that we had a
changeling somewhere in the
Gestapo's ranks. He's known only by
his codename: Trojan.
Apparently, a record of Trojan's
movements was located by the Red
Phantom and smuggled back to Berlin
in a coded communique. (That's one
good thing the translators have done
for us so far. With their ability to crack
coded transmissions like rotten eggs,
no one is able to rely on the secrecy of
radio transmissions anymore. Instead,
most sensitive information gets around
by courier or-in a real emergency-by
phone. Delta communicators can get
around this problem with ease, but
there just aren't all that many of them
around. We've got one here on the
Liberty, of course, and there are a few
others out there on our side, but
they're few and far between.)
Anyhow, when Hitler heard that
Trojan was in the Gestapo, he
immediately ordered Himmler to
launch a full investigation to ensure
that none of the Gestapo had been
secretly been replaced. In the process,
Himmler uncovered a plot among his
Gestapo officers to have him killed in a
car accident, leaving control of the
organization to one Karl Reinhardt.
Himmler hauled Reinhardt and his
cronies out of their homes, literally in
the middle of the night. Everyone of
them denied the accusations, but
Himmler had proof. One of his most
trusted assistants, Major Hans Arnim,
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At this point, Reinhardt went nuts.
Sure that Trojan has replaced Arnim
and then fabricated the report to cast
suspicion upon him and his friends, he
insisted that Himmler bring the man in
and question to him.
Himmler, not sure who to believe.
had his men wake up Deitrich, the
interrogator, so that he can tell
Himmler what's going on. It turned
out that Reinhardt was telling the
truth. He had no intentions of killing
Himmler-though I'd guess he might
have been rethinking it at that point.
So Himmler sent his boys out to round
up Arnim as well.
When Arnim arrived, Deitrich
interrogated him. "Ah," he said, "this
is our traitor. The man is lying through
his teeth."
Arnim said, "No!," and swore up
and down that something must have
been wrong. He knew what he heard,
and he would never have tried to set
Reinhardt up.
Himmler, having had enough,
pulled his gun and shot Arnim
through the heart right then and there.
The incident over, everyone went
home for the night. Himmler tried to
apologize to Deitrich and his friends,
but they weren't having any of it.
But here's the punch line.
The next morning, Himmler called
Deitrich into his office to thank him for
his help the night before. Deitrich had
no idea what Himmler was talking
about. He was at a friend 's house the
night before, and slept peacefully
through till the morning.
Just then, it finally dawned on
Himmler. The man he trusted the night
before-the one upon whose word he
actually shot a man dead-wasn't
Deitrich after all.
It was Trojan.
Himmler and Dietrich decided to
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keep this informa tion to themselves,
but it somehow leaked out, and the SS
looked like a bunch of paranoid
psychopaths who could be outsleuthed
by the Keystone Cops.
Hitler was not amused.
Trojan, if you' re reading this, that's
what I call a job well done.
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It's only a matter of time before we
have the Nazis on the run. They are
the most powerful force for evil on the
face of the Earth, bu t they're also
painfully human, and in all the worst
ways. They're greedy, ambitious,
murderous, selfish, prideful bullies
who are constantly on the lookout for
threats not only from abroad but also
within.
At least in America, we're not so
worried about our own people selling
us out that we're willing to shoot
innocent people dead over it. (Okay,
I'm sure that Arnim was hardly
innocent, but I'm making a point here.)
America is kind of like Delta
Squadron. Alone, we're all powerful
people, but when we work together,
that's when we can really get things
done.
To me, that's the chink in the Nazi
armor. The brass over there are evil,
hateful people who don' t trust each
other any further than you could
throw Goring-which, unless you're a
goliath, isn't all that far, let me tell you.
In the end, good will win ou t over
evil. The Axis will fall to the Allies,
and peace will be restored to the
world.
Now, I'm not all that old, and I
haven't been in Delta Squadron for all
that long, but darn it, I think that's
something worth fighting for.

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Let me start out by telling you a
little bit about myself. I was born in
Milwaukee, Wisconsin, and my parents
moved to Chicago when I was only 5.
I've grown up in the Midwest my
entire life. More to the point, I've
always lived within spitting distance
of Lake Michigan, one of the largest
bodies of fresh water in the world.
So, the Midwest... North Africa is
nothing like it.
Where we've got cars, they've got
camels. Where we've got lots of water
with a little bit of sand next to it (we
call it a beach), they've got lots of sand
with a little bit of water next to it (they
call it an oasis). In short, they're
nothing like each other.
Maybe that's why I love the place so
much.
It's not that I don't love Chicago. I
do. It's just that North Africa is so
much unlike anywhere else I've ever
been before. This is the land of T.H.
Lawrence, of exotic women in veils, of
1,001 Arabian Nights, of pharaohs and
ancient civilizations. And it's hot!
It's pretty darn grea t.
To me, there's nothing like taking a
half track over the sand dunes to some
hidden oasis in the desert, especially if
you're deep behind enemy lines, on
your way to sabotage a Nazi plane or
supply convoy.
I mean, that's living!
So when I talk about North Africa,
you might have to take what I say with
a grain of, well, sand. My love for the
area is sure to color what I have to say
about it.
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As far as I can see, the only thing
really wrong with North Africa is all
the darn Nazis running around the
place. If it was up to me, we'd run
them all back off over the
Mediterranean to where they belong.
Thankfully, Mr. Roosevelt seems to
agree with me, so I get to do
something I really want to do, which
doesn't happen to many soldiers in a
war.
It all started way back in 1935, when
11 Duce ordered his troops to invade
Ethiopia. They quickly crushed them,
and Emperor Haile Selassie fled into
exile to avoid capture.
The Italians slowly but surely built
an army of over a quarter million
soldiers in Ethiopia and pushed into
neighboring territories, taking over
Eritra and British Somaliland, which
bordered land already held by the
Italians in Italian Somaliland. They
even pushed into Kenya and Sudan.
In 1941, the British managed to
retake all of that land, forcing the
Italian commander to surrender,
putting an end to II Duce's African
empire. Emperor Haile Selassie was
returned to power.
Of course, it didn't end there. The
Italians still controlled Libya, which
they had colonized years before. The
Brits had made a lot of progress with
kicking the Italians westward out of
the country, but before they could
finish the job, the Germans sent in
fresh reinforcements. These was the
now-legendary Afrika Korps,
commanded by Field Marshal Erwin
Rommell, the Desert Fox, a natural
commander who seemed to inherently
know how to wage a war in the desert.
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The one thing people tend to forget
about most when they're talking about
North Africa is the native population.
It's not like these European powers are
warring over an empty landscape, you
know. The North African coast and the
Saharan desert below it have been
home to civilizations for as long as
history has been recorded. You only
need to look up at the Sphinx and the
pyramids hunkered down outside o~
Giza to realize that this war of ours IS
just another chapter in the . restricted to speaking with Arabians
encyclopedia-thick past of the regIOn.
The people of this region proud and
determined. You'd have to be to live in
an area in which the summer heat can
routinely reach over 120° F. To those
who live in the desert, life isn't about
warring over political ideologies or
imaginary borders. It's about survival,
pure and simple.
And in the desert, survival is
usually about water-or the lack of it.
People need to drink water to survive,
and if there's one thing you see when
you gaze out onto those endless dunes,
it's an obvious lack of water.
While I love the desert, there are
others who hate it. The Gangster, for
instance, can't stand the way the grit
and sand seem to get into everything.
He's constantly cursing about it as he's
cleaning his guns, which he seems to
do at least once a day. "A carpenter's
only as good as his tools," he says by
way of explanation.
I always point out to him that he's
not driving nails with his ordinance.
He disagrees. "Like into the lids of
coffins, kid. Lids of coffins. Lots and
lots of coffins"
Well, we may get along these days,
but we're not exactly friends.
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Most of the fighting these days is
contained in Libya and Egypt. Before
the war, Libya was an Italian colony,
while Egypt was ruled by the British.
From that alone, you can tell that this
was just a fight waiting to happen.
Just about all of the natives in each
country speak Arabic, which I only
know a few words of. I can't make
heads or tails of their alphabet, either,
which means I'm pretty much
who can speak English. Fortunately,
there are quite a few of these in Egypt,
since the British have been here since
the 1880s.
To me, it's a bit strange to hear an
Egyptian speak English with a British
accent, but it somehow seems to fit. It
would be even stranger to hear my pal
Mustafa Ankhet talk like he was from
Chicago. I suppose it's all where you
pick it up.
The Libyans have a handful of pro­
Axis deltas who work with the Italians
and, by extension, the Germans. These
come under the purview of I Vincitori,
of course, which I'll get to in a bit.
The Egyptians -h ave their own group
of deltas, of course, which is known as
the Sons of the Desert-for which I can
never remember the Arabic. Their
leader is a man known as Sheik Ali
Kufrah. He hails from the southern
part of the Egyptian desert, near the
Libyan border, but he was educated at
Oxford and speaks flawless English.
This man exudes all the power of an
Arabian prince, and in truth he's the
leader of a small village in the desert.
Ali, as he likes me to call him, is a
dessicator-his touch can literally suck
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The natives of a locale are one of the
best ways that a culture influences the
kinds of deltas you see there. For
instance, my good friend Mustafa,
whom I mentioned before, is a
dunemaster. The man can casually surf
sand dunes as if they were waves in
the ocean, and he can even swim
through the sand. I've never seen
anything like that back in Chicago, not
even on the day trip I took to the
Sleeping Bear Dunes on Lake
Michigan's Indiana shore.
There are at least two dozen deltas
in the Sons of the Desert. The only
ones I've ever seen are men, although I
understand that there are a few female
members. The Arabians tend to be
protective of their women, though, so I
suspect that they mostly work behind
the scenes, far from the front lines of
the war.
Some Libyan partisans have joined
the Sons of the Desert to help boot the
Europeans out of their country. Of
course, the British are Europeans too,
which means they're not really happy
about working with them, but in times
of war, you take what help you can
get. Their first priority is kicking the
Axis the heck out of their homelands,
after which they'll decide what to do
about the British.
The Libyans and the Egyptians get
along a lot better than you might think.
They are, after all, linked by a common
language and many cultural
similarities-like the fact that most of
their countries are surrounded by the
Sahara. This pan-Arabian force seems
like a good thing to me, even in such a
small group, and I can only hope that
it will continue to prosper long after
the war is over.

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finally drove Rommel's forces back to
'fC)IllllJI{ the west, away from Tobruk.
Early this year, Rommel launched a
The current struggle between the coun ter-offensi ve from his base in EI
Axis and Allies in North Africa rages Aghelia, which again took him almost
along the coastal areas, only within spitting distance of Tobruk. As I
occasionally striking deep mto the write this in early June, he is
Sahara to the south. The most hotly threatening the city once again. It
contested area is the city of Tobruk, a seems like it will only be a matter of
coastal town in northern Libya, less time before the place falls, though
than 70 miles from the Egyptian border Rommel's choked once already.
to the east. We can only hope he'll do so once
The Italians held it first, of course, again.
along with the rest of the cou~try, but
they lost it to the British back m
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When Rommel swept into Libya in
If it seems like I'm taking this more
January of '41 with his Afrika Korp, he
personally than I should, it's because
immediately launched a counter­
the Yankee and I actually spent some
attack. He quickly shoved the British
time in Tobruk during the siege. The
all the way back into Egypt-with the
conditions were absolutely horrifying,
exception of the garrison at Tobruk,
but the brave Allied soldiers stationed
which was staunchly defended by the
there refused to let themselves be
Australian Army under Major-General
demoralized by it.
Leslie Morshead. In fact, when he tried
We-meaning the Yankee, Ali,
to take it, the Australians handed the
Mustafa, and me-were investigating
Germans their very first defeat of the
rumors of a secret Axis base in the
war.
nearby desert. According to our .
All I can say is tha t they'd better get
sources, a Nazi gadgeteer was workmg
used to the bitter taste of losing.
on a new kind of tank that was sure to
They're going to be seeing a lot more
change the course of the war in North
of it in the future.
Africa.
Unable to occupy Tobruk, the
We actually did manage to track
Germans laid Siege to it.
down such a base in the desert outside
As the only decent port for over
of Bir el Gubi, only 30 miles or so
1,000 miles in any direction, Tobruk is
south of the Tobruk defenses. Getting
pretty darn important to the war effort.
there past the Germans ringing Tobruk
Before the war started, there were only
was the worst part, but we managed.
about 4,000 people living here, and the
Unfortunately, whatever else was
busiest place in town was the water
being devised there may be lost. We
distillation plant, which produced
were spotted as we entered the place,
drinkable water from ocean brine.
and instead of sneaking in and
Rommel was determined to take the
learning w ha t the Germans were
place, and the Allies were even ~ore
working on, we ended up in a battle
stubborn about keeping it. The SIege
with Kapitan Krieg himself!
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Krieg was testing out a new Nazi
panzerklage-basically a walking tank.
While evading fire from the thing, we
managed to work our way into the
main lab, but all we found was a
tunnel in the floor that seemed to
disappear into nowhere. It seemed
fresh, but when we looked down into
it, we could see that the tunnel's sandy
walls were already collapsing.
By that time, Krieg and his own
team of deltas had caught up with us,
and they literally brought the roof
down upon us. By the time we
managed to crawl out of the wreckage,
the Germans-and Captain Krieg­
were all long gone.
We never did learn what the
Germans were working on in that
secret base, or what caused the giant
crater in the earth, but hopefully our
nosing around put an end to whatever
it was they were planning.
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Let's face it. The Italian army isn't
the real threa t in North Africa. It's
Rommel and his Nazi tanks. Still, I
Vinci tori does have some members
operating in this theater, and it's best if
you know about them. It only takes
one enemy delta, after all, to ruin your
whole day.
The leader of the Italian deltas in
North Africa is Capitano Italia (that's
Captain Italy, for those of you who
don't know Italian). Despite his
apparent rank, the Capitano wears a
costume displaying the colors of the
Italian flag-red, white, and green­
instead of an Italian Army uniform. He
looks more like an Italian version of
the Yankee than anything else. To be
honest, I think his costume looks like a
tablecloth, but I guess his people don't
agree-or are too scared to say so.
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Capitano Italiano is a bouncer who
likes to lead from the front. He and his
team are utilized for special missions,
generally staying away from the front
lines as much as possible. This isn't
such a bad move when you think
about it. After all, there's nothing that
makes a guy like the Capitano any
more bulletproof than the next guy,
and having him perforated by the
enemy would do the Italians very little
good.
The Capitano is assisted by two
other prominent deltas. The first of
these is II Fantasma (the Ghost). This
beautiful woman is the Mata Hari of
the Italian delta set. She was once a
high-fashion model before one of her
admirers tried to kill her for breaking
his heart.
From what I hear, she awakened as
he was stabbing at her, and the knife
passed right through her. Surprised
out of his wits, the man dropped the
knife, and she picked it up and
returned his favor, stabbing him to
death. Now, I'm no fan of II Fantasma,
but it seems to me she did the right
thing by running the guy through.
On the other hand, I've heard that
this ex-model has a habit of playing
with men's minds. She's left a trail of
broken hearts in her wake that even
includes a cousin of the Gangster, one
Lucio Cavarozzi.
Not-so-coincidentally, Lucio is one
another Italian delta in the region. He's
a flyer who often handles short-range
reconnaissance missions over Tobruk
and other areas along the front. The
Allies in Tobruk try to shoot him
down, but so far they haven't had any
luck. It's hard to hit a target that small
moving that fast. Once the Gangster
learned who it was, he stopped trying.
He says he's going to bring Lucio
down, but on his own terms.
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The Nazi forces in the area are led
by the military genius Field Marshal
Erwin Rommel. And when I say
genius, I might actually mean it in the
delta sense. Rumor has it that Rommel
awakened soon after an Allied
assassination attempt in his first weeks
in North Africa.
If tha t' s the case, trying to kill him
was clearly a mistake. Rommel is a
brilliant commander, and he's given
the Allies in North Africa a lot more
trouble than his Italian counterparts
were ever capable of. To be fair to the
Italians, Rommel has better tanks and
more seasoned troops, but there is
honestly no contest between the two
forces. The British had their way with
the Italian forces, and now it looks like
the Germans are about to do the same
with the Brits.
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One reason Rommel's doing so well
in this theatre is the number of deltas
he's brought with him. The bulk of the
British deltas are still based in London,
doing their best to defend their
homeland from Nazi air strikes. Until
the recent arrival of Delta Squadron,
the Nazis had at least a two-to-one
edge over the Allies in the deltas
department. This inequity is even more
sharp when you consider the Italian
deltas already under Rommel's
command.
Kapitan Krieg spends the better part
of his time here, supporting Rommel's
advances against the British. For all of
that, he's been unable to help Rommel
finish the Allies off in the region. I
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mean, Krieg was here during the siege
of Tobruk, and the place still withstood
the Nazis' attentions for over eight
months.
Maybe the problem lies with the
Kapitan's assistants. Regardless, you
can be sure he take the blame himself.
Falling away from Der Fuhrer's good
side is a sure way for a Nazi to find
himself handed early retirement, if not
an early grave.
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Case in point: The Kapitan has gone
through three different lieutenants
since he's been in North Africa. The
first was a blaster by the name of
Rudolf Klein. It was Klein himself who
led a midnight raid into Tobruk with
the aim of destroying the city's water­
distillation plant. Unforhmately for
him, he made the attempt while Mr.
Zoom and Yesterday were on the job.
Klein actually managed to destroy
the water-distillation plant-twice.
Each time, the vital shot that engulfed
the area in flames was backed up by
Yesterday, giving Mr. Zoom one more
chance to take the Nazi out. The third
time was the charm, and the Georgia
speedster finally realized he was too
far away and instead brought Klein
down with a single gunshot to the
head.
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Krieg's second second-in-command
was a monster of a man known as Der
Kriegriese (the War Giant). This big
bruiser actually stalked the field of
battle in a custom-tailored SS uniform,
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rallying the troops wherever he went.
Seeing that creature on their side must
have heartened the Nazi soldiers
almost as much as it scared the Allied
troops in Tobruk.
The real fear, of course, was that Der
Kriegriese would launch himself at the
Allied defenses and that there would
be nothing we could do to stop him.
That proved not to be the case.
Believe it or not, the Nazi goliath
was taken down by a coyote and a flea .
Actually, it was the Coyote and the
Flea.
During one German offensive, Der
Kriegriese lost his temper and got a
little too far ahead of the rest of the
attackers. He hefted a boulder over his
head and was just about to bring it
down upon the occupants of an Allied
foxhole when one of the soldiers leapt
right at him-and then disappeared.
For a moment, the monster stopped
in his tracks, unable to decipher what
had happened. Then he saw the man­
now only the size of a mouse­
climbing up his black shirt. Startled,
Der Kriegriese dropped the boulder he
was carrying and backed away,
grabbing at the little man.
Meanwhile, the Coyote teleported in
behind Der Kriegriese and dropped
three live hand grenades down his
pants, screaming for the Flea to hit the
dirt.
The goliath dropped the little man
as he realized what had happened . His
first reaction was to reach around to
grab his assaulter, but he was just too
slow. Coyote blinked into the front of
the giant, snatched up his tiny friend,
and then blinked away again.
Der Kriegriese still had his hands
down the back of shorts when the
grenades went off. I understand that
didn't kill him, but it was enough to
put him off his game for a moment.
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While he was down, clutching at his
battered behind, Coyote blinked back
and shoved his BAR down the
goliath's throat. Suddenly the Allied
soldiers in Tobruk had the largest
prisoner they'd ever seen.
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Kapitan Krieg's third assistant fared
a bit better than the first three. This
was a sneak known as Die Nacht (the
Night). She-yeah, it was a woman­
had the dastardly habit of stealing into
our camp at night and quietly killing
men while they lay in their foxholes.
After three days of soldiers turning
up dead from knife wounds in the
neck, it became pretty apparent that
something delta-related was going on.
With the permission of the Allied
commander, the Yankee and I decided
to lay a trap-with me as the bait.
I don't know if you've ever been in a
foxhole at night for a long period of
time, but it's not a wonderful
experience. Despite the raging heat of
the day, the desert can get cold at
night. The sounds of gunfire and
explosions were never far off in those
days, and neither were the screams of
the dying.
Soon enough, though, I felt the
presence of someone creeping into my
foxhole. She came in behind me, and
though I knew she was there, I steeled
myself and kept my eyes forward,
staring into the darkness broken only
by the occasional muzzle flash .
She struck swiftly, her knife jabbing
hard down into my neck. She must
have been pretty surprised when it
skidded off my steely skin, shredding
the back flap of my desert cap. I turned
and held my pistol on her and
screamed, "Anschlag! Sie sind mein
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At least that's what I was trying to
say. My German is pretty rotten, but
I'm told that means, "Halt! You are my
prisoner."
Apparently I either botched the
phrase, or the woman's German was
worse than my own. She thought I' d
said, "Hello, Nazi witch. Please attack
me once again."
Now, I've got pretty tough skin, but
I wasn't about to mess around with
this woman. She was a killer, and I
couldn' t let her get away.
So I shot her.
That got her attention. I couldn' t
believe the amount of blood that
poured out of her. I'd shot people
before, but never at that range. I
scooped her up and raced off to the
hospital tent with her dripping blood
behind me. The doctors tried to help
her, but she didn't make it. So there's
one less Nazi delta in the world.
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As quickly as we knocked them
down, Kapitan Krieg set them back up.
I understand that his current lieutenant
is a man by the name of Walther
Braun, reportedly a distant relative of
Hitler's girlfriend, Eva Braun.
This time, Krieg has at least found
someone with a bit more longevity.
Lieutenant Braun is a lazarus, which
means he can't be killed. Every time he
dies, he comes back to life a few hours
or days later. The rate things are going
though, we'll have him rotting in a
POW camp before too long. Braun is a
lot more cautious than his
predecessors, maybe because his
powers aren't so flashy. It may be some
time before the Allies capture him.
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When I say "British," in this case I
mean soldiers from a country that still
declares loyalty to the King of
England. Case in point: most of the
defenders of Tobruk during the siege
were Australian. This changed as the
siege wore on and the Brits were able
to mobilize their own troops to relieve
the battered Aussies. But still, we all
owe a debt to the boys from Down
Under for holding the fort so long into
the siege.
Egypt has been British since long
before anyone actually fighting in this
war was born, and the Brits are pretty
particular about giving up their
colonies. Just ask them about the
American Revolution sometime.
Of course, they've gotten much
better about it over the years. Canada,
Australia, and New Zealand-just to
name a few-are no longer British
colonies. I believe the term they use is
"commonwealths." And they seem to
get along with England just fine.
There are many Egyptians who
don't care much for the British, but
most of them care even less for the
Italians and especially the Germans.
The British may have a lot of faults,
but their government isn't actually
fascist like those of the European Axis
powers.
So the British did end up with the
support of their former colonies (and
their current ones in this case). And
man, did they need it. Without such
aid, the Brits would likely have run off
the Italians just as quickly as they did,
but Rommel would likely have
promptly returned the favor. If that
had happened, North Africa might
now be as impregnable as Europe is­
for now.
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One of the reasons Rommel has
done so well in North Africa is the fact
that most of the League is tied up
protecting the United Kingdom. There
just aren't enough deltas to send off to
North Africa for the war effort here.
In fact, I only know of three
Leaguers currently in North Africa. But
they are three of the best.
The first of these is Company
Sergeant-Major Niles Copland. A
Welshman by birth, Niles enlisted in
the Royal Army as soon as he came of
age. He actually got his delta powers
early on in the North African
campaign when a sniper's bullet
creased his temple, a wound from
which he still bears a nasty scar.
As a delta, Copland was granted full
membership in the Imperial League,
although he has yet to make his way to
the clubhouse in London to officially
accept the honor. Instead, he remains
with the forces in Tobruk.
Known to all in the garrison as "the
Sniper," Copland has been known to
pick off incautious Nazis at over 500
yards. He's nearly as much a terror at
cards too. I almost lost my shirt to him
in a "friendly" game of poker once.
The second Leaguer in the area is a
speedster who runs around under the
codename Red One. This apparently
has to do with some kind of British
race car expression that says "the red
ones go faster." Or it might have to do
with his bright-red hair.
Either way, the Red One--whose
real name is Dudley Mansfield-is one
of the reasons tha t Tobruk has
withstood the German siege for so
long. He zooms back and forth
between the different units,
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transporting status reports new orders.
With his help, the current garrison
commander, Lieutenant General Neil
Ritchie, has coordinated responses to
German attacks with incredible speed.
Sometimes, when Mansfield zips by
in the middle of a firefight, if there's
enough of a pause in the gunfire, you
can hear one of the Brits say, "Blimey!
The red ones really do go faster."
The third leaguer is a flyer. I'm not
talking about a delta ace here. Sir
Edwin Durghart moves about the skies
on his own power. Durghart is one of
the main ways the defenders of Tobruk
maintain contact with the outside
world. He often flies in and out of the
garrison in the middle of the night,
reporting the status of his fellows to
the British commanders in Cairo and
then returning the following night
with new orders and medical supplies.
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Durghart is actually Australian, and
he's been stationed either in or near
Tobruk since the troops from Down
Under first took over the garrison
(once General O'Conner ran the Italian
forces out back in 1940, almost 18
months ago). Captain Durghart is the
first-and so far only-"colonist" to
have been inducted into the League.
He was recommended for the honor by
Sergeant-Major Copland for his
extreme gallantry in braving the skies
over Tobruk nearly every night during
the siege.
Of course, Durghart didn' t come to
Tobruk alone.
There are two other Australian
deltas stationed at Tobruk. The first of
these is Major John Morgan of the
Australian Army. Morgan is the second
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in command of Delta Company, the
Australian version of Delta Squadron.
Delta Company isn't actually all that
big, and its members are scattered all
over the globe, strategically placed into
different regiments where the
Australian Army's upper echelon
figure they'll do the most good.
Apparently, the three that we have in
Tobruk are doing well enough, as the
city still belongs to the Allies. In great
part, that's due to the tenacity of the
Aussies and their deltas during the
siege.
Morgan' s a blaster, and he puts his
talents to work quite often during the
course of a ba ttle. More than one Nazi
has been knocked back into his foxhole
by a shot from one of Morgan's hands.
I hear he even took out a tank once
with his bare hands, melting the shell
open so that the soldiers within could
be taken prisoner. Dodging the tanks'
sluggish fire was easy for Morgan;
getting close enough to capture the
men inside, that' s impressive.
The last Aussie in the area is
Warrant Officer Miles Tennant, a hard­
nosed lifetime military man who
worked his way up the ranks to where
he is today. Tennant is a tough like me.
He's known for standing right up in
the face of enemy fire so that he can
get a better look at what's shooting at
he and his men. Despite the fact that
the Aussie soldiers know that
Tennant's pretty much invulnerable to
small-arms fire, you' d be amazed how
much this does for their morale.
Tennant's famous for taking his time
to properly aim a shot before he lets
loose with it. After all, he doesn't really
have to worry about getting shot in
return. If he does ever get knocked
over, he just stands up and tries it
again. The man is the definition of
cool.
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The most famous of the British
forces in the area are the desert raiders,
organizations like the Long Range
Desert Group (LRDG) and Popski' s
Private Army. These brave men range
far into the Sahara and then come up
deep behind enemy lines to sabotage
the German camps. The desert raiders
have destroyed dozens of planes
before they ever left their airstrips.
The desert raiders make good use of
any Allied deltas who happen to be in
the area . They aren't too picky about
who offers to lend a hand, so long as
they have the chance to kick some
Nazi rear.
The grea test desert raider of them all
is a Brit who's been living in the area
since the end of the first World War,
having fallen in love with the desert
when he was stationed here as a young
man. Although he's 42 years old now,
Dennis O'Day is a greater asset to the
desert raiders than any man half his
age.
Not only does O' Day know the
Sahara like the back of his hand, he's
one of those rare animals: an Irish
dunemaster. O' Day first awakened
several years back when a band of
desert thieves happened upon his
encampment deep in the Sahara one
night. The thieves stole his car and his
water and left him to walk out of the
desert on his own, over 50 miles from
the nearest oasis. He almost didn't
make it. Only his awakening saved his
life.
O'Day steadfastly refuses to join up
with any armed force, but he's happy
enough to hire out to the Allies as a
guide. He'll work for just about
anyone, so long as they're not trying to
pay him in lira or deutschmarks.
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While most sneaky Squaddies are on
assignment in Europe, the real bruisers
are sent down to North Africa to see if
we can make a difference here. In
effect, we're the only American
soldiers on the job in this part of the
world. While we've got thousands of
recruits in boot camps back home, it's
difficult to get a whole army moving
across an entire ocean.
This is despite the fact that Mr.
Roosevelt has gone on record saying
that the American focus in the war has
to be in this side of the hemisphere.
That's not to say that we haven't been
busy in the Pacific though. As I'm
writing this, I understand tha t our
navy has just won a major victory at
Midway Island.
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In the meantime, Colonel Ford
rotates his troops in and out of Tobruk,
and anywhere else they might be
needed in North Africa. I've already
told you about some of our exploits,
but there are still a few people you
might run into here that you should
know about.
While most of us Squaddies come in
and out of the region like we're caught
in a revolving door, there is a core
team here that stays the course,
making North Africa their permanent
assignment. These people have been
here ever since March of this year,
lending aid wherever it's been needed.
There are four of these soldiers.
Half of the permanent Squaddie
forces can be summed up in two
names: Brick Magoo and the Tank.
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Band T, as the members of this, um,
large duo are sometimes called, met in
Delta Squadron boot camp back in
January. They immediately took a
liking to each other. After all, with both
being goliaths, they were each happy
to have found someone who could
identify with what they had become
and how they felt about it.
On the field of ba ttle, Band T are a
frightening team. Between both of
them, they can literally pick up just
about anything on wheels, and either
of them can shrug off shots from all
but the heaviest guns. I once saw them
team up on a panzer, haul it up into
the air, and toss it on top of another
tank, cracking both open like eggs. If
those Nazis hadn't been trying to kill
us at that moment, I might have felt
sorry for them. Might .
To me, the best part is that Brick is
black as night. I just love seeing
members of the "master race" on the
run before one of his rampages.
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The other two Squaddies on
permanent assignment here are the
Padre and the Cowboy. The Padre is a
priest and a part of the Covenant.
Strictly speaking, the Catholic Church
has taken a neutral stance in this war,
which you can almost understand,
seeing as how they're in Rome, literally
surrounded by an Axis country.
The Padre, though, apparently isn't
bound by the Pope's orders to stay out
of the conflict. "I may be a priest," the
Padre's told me more than once, ''but
I'm also an American-and if the
Nazis aren't the greatest source of evil
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If the Padre's bosses in the Covenant
ever catch up with him, they'll more
than likely strip him of his collar. This
is about the worst thing that can
happen to a priest, since it means he's
no longer part of the clergy. He' d have
to go back to being plain, old Miguel
Alvarez ... But the Padre doesn't seem
bothered by this.
"My son," he says in that light
Mexican accent of his, "I'll let God
judge my actions. No one else. In the
meantime, praise the Lord, and pass
the ammunition."
The Cowboy appears to be more at
home here in the desert of most of us.
The blowing sand just feels right
against his leather chaps and boots,
and when he squints out into the
desert sun from under his Stetson, he
almost looks like the real thing-only
years younger and miles tougher.
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After all, he's no movie actor. He is
the real thing.
The Cowboy's as good with a gun as
the Gangster, though he pulls it off
with a lot more style. He wears twin,
silver-plated, pearl-handled revolvers,
and after he's done using them, he
blows the smoke off the barrels and
then twirls them back into the leather
holsters hanging low on his hips.
He likes to shoot right through the
center of swastikas. And I have never
seen him flinch over having to kill a
man.
Not even once.
No one knows the Cowboy's real
name-or if they do, they haven't
shared it with nosy, old me. It's almost
like he just stepped off the silver screen
and into our lives.
He does look awful funny riding a
camel though.
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The Soviets. Well, let's just say my
sympathy for them isn't as strong as it
is for other countries the Axis powers
have attacked. For one, when Germany
invaded Poland, the Russians actually
helped them. They split the country up
between themselves like they were
killer hobos who had just found a pie
in the house of their latest victims.
And then the Russians went and
signed a peace treaty with the
Germans, supposedly sealing off the
Nazis' eastern front, which allowed
them to concentrate on other things­
like conquering France and beating on
Britain.
So while I recognize that the
Russians are our allies, I don't really
consider them our friends. But-as
they say-war does make for strange
bedfellows.
At least I don't have to worry too
much about being sent over to the
Russian front to lend a hand. The
official word from Colonel Ford is that
our first duty is to help American
troops, none of which are currently
stationed in Russia.
Now, that doesn't mean that things
might not change someday. If they do,
and I' m ordered to go help out Uncle
Joe, then I'll do my part. But I won't be
happy about it.
Heck, until Hitler attacked Russia,
just about every communist group in
the entire world was supporting the
Axis powers, hoping they'd manage to
overthrow us "capitalist pigs." Send a
few tanks over their borders, and see
how they change their tune. Anyhow,
we need them as much as they need us
if we're ever going to win this war.
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In the early morning of June 22,
1941, the Germans coordinated a
massive sneak attack, the likes of
which the world had never seen-and
wouldn' t again until less than six
months later at Pearl Harbor. It seems
that the one thing the Axis powers
really have in common-besides being
murderous, land-hungry fascists-is
that they all know how to throw a
really good sucker punch when their
targets aren't looking.
Anyhow, the Germans stormed
across the German-Russian border in
Poland, streaming deep into Russian
territory before anyone had a prayer of
slowing them down, let alone stopping
them. Later, the papers revealed what
Hitler's codename for the whole thing
had been: Operation: Barbarossa .
Apparently Barbarossa means
"Redbeard," which was the nickname
of Frederick I, a Holy Roman Emperor
who led one of the Crusades.
At least that's what Doc Goddard
tells me. That kind of stuff is just way
over my head. But it does tell me that
Hitler sees himself as some kind of
figurehead appointed by God to bring
the German people to their destiny.
In my mind, there's only one thing
more dangerous than a fascist dictator,
and that's a fanatical fascist dictator.
And Der Fuhrer fits that bill like the
funny mustache under his nose. It's
easy to see in just about everything he
does.
Anyhow, by that summer, the
Germans had laid siege to Leningrad
and were knocking on the Kremlin's
door. And suddenly the Soviets were
part of the Allied pact to destroy the
Axis.
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The Germans were literally within
20 miles of Moscow when the cold
Russian winter finally took hold and
froze them in their tracks. The
Germans weren' t equipped to fight a
winter war, and they quickly found
they had more troubles than dodging
Soviet bullets. They were dying of
exposure.
I mean, it got down to -40° F. Even
Chicago doesn't get that cold. Sure, if
you go north into the UP (the upper
peninsula of Michigan), you might find
that temperature, but I've never seen it
myself. It's bad enough down in Grant
Park in January for me, thanks.
The Russians took advantage of the
German's suffering, launching counter­
offensives that allowed them to take
back much of the land they'd lost that
fall . But the war was far from over.
In their enthusiasm, the Russians
overextended themselves, opening
themselves up to attacks by the
Germans once again. And so the
ordnance was traded back and forth
until we arrive where we are right
now-in early June, 1942.
At the moment, Leningrad is still
under siege by the Germans. I'll give
those Russkies one thing: they're as
stubborn as anyone you'd ever want to
meet. If it ever comes to war between
us and the Soviets, you're going to see
some fireworks the likes of which the
world has never seen before.
Just ask the people of Sevastopol, a
fortified port town on the Crimean
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peninsula, jutting out into the Black
Sea. Strategically speaking, the place is
no Tobruk, since it's not bordered by
the endless wastes of the Sahara on the
side away from the water, but
occupying it was still an issue the
Germans needed to resolve before they
could securely continue their invasion.
As of this writing, the people of
Sevastopol are still holding on, despite
constant shelling from the Nazis'
heavy guns. I understand that the
Germans have recently brought in
Dora, a railway-mounted gun with a
muzzle that's 800mm wide (and one of
the largest artillery units ever built). It
can literally lob a seven ton shell onto
a spot over 23 miles away.
Honestly, I don't know that the
brave soldiers in Sevastopol can hold
out for much longer, but every day
they do is one less that the Germans'
11 th Army has to hassle somebody
else.
To the south, troops are massing on
both sides of a line near the Ukranian
town of Kharkov. Apparently Hitler
sees something in that area he likes,
like the Soviet Union's wheat and oil
fields . Of course, Uncle Joe is pretty
determined to keep him from taking
food out of the Red Army's mouths
and fuel out of its tanks, so you can
expect blood to be spilled there
sometime this summer.
To top it all off, the Germans are still
within 100 miles of Moscow's outer
defensive line. It' s a sure thing that
they won't let the Soviet capital just sit
there peacefully now that it's warm
enough for them to feel their guns
again.
In short, the Russian Front's looking
to enter a nasty season. If you have a
choice, I'd avoid the area. But if that's
not possible, then there are a few other
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If you don't know by now, the
Soviets have their own version of Delta
Squadron, and it's called the Red
Brigade. The Brigade has been
operational since the end of the
Russian Civil War in 1921. In fact, it
was founded by Josef Stalin himself,
and made a part of the Soviets' Red
Army shortly after its inception.
After over 20 years of operation, the
Red Brigade has become as embroiled
in internal politics as any other Soviet
institute. Fortunately for the Allies,
much of this jockeying for power came
to a quick end with the German
invasion in 1941. The Red Brigade is
now totally concentrated on putting an
end to the Nazi threat.
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As the saying goes in communist
countries like the Soviet Union,
everyone is considered to be equal. But
it seems like some people are more
equal than others.
This is certainly the case with Soviet
deltas. They are the elite of Russian
society; each and everyone of them is
worshiped by the Soviet press as a
prime example of how the Soviet
Union's is on the cutting edge of the
world's advances-and why all
nations will eventually realize the
wisdom of the communist system.
Well, that hasn't happened yet, but
the Soviet deltas are still treated like
celebrities. No matter where they go,
they get the royal treatment, and I
mean that in a good way.
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The Red Brigade is far and away the
largest delta organization on the face
of the planet, with the possible
exception of the organization run by
the Red Chinese. As soon as someone
awakens in Russia, he is immediately
rushed off to the Red Brigade
headquarters in Moscow for training
and indoctrination. This means that
just about every person that becomes a
delta in this massive country is part of
this centralized hub of power.
The Soviets have very little trouble
with delta criminals. Oh, sure, there
are some, but most don't bother.
Receiving delta powers is like hitting
the lottery in Soviet society. Where's
the incentive to commit crimes and
potentially ruin your fame?
Of course, there are those who have
been known to abuse their positions,
but from what I'm told by my OSS
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buddies, such cases are generally
swept under the carpet pretty quickly.
It doesn't do the government any good
to have one of their "heroes" caught
committing crimes, right?
If any Red Brigader (and, no, it's not
a brigadier-that's a kind of general)
gets too far out of line, the Soviets send
out some of his soon-to-be-former
teammates to put him down like the
mad dog he is. The next day, the
papers run a story about how the creep
died valiantly in battle, defending
communist values, and so on, and he's
given a hero's burial.
And the Brigade marches on.
If you're a good boy and do what
you're told, though, it's a pretty sweet
deal. I've only met a few Brigaders so
far, and they've all struck me as
pompous jerks, but I've got this thing
about pompous jerks, so there.
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As with Delta Squadron, every
member of the Red Brigade is an
officer in the Red Army. The only real
difference is that their leaders are
much higher ranked than our own. I
don't hear Colonel Ford grumbling
about that much, but then he's one of
the greatest leaders I've ever met.
Grumbling isn't his way.
The head of the Red Brigade has the
rank of general major. Below him,
there are four different polkovniks
(colonels), each of which is in charge of
a portion of the Brigade.
The current leader of the Brigade is
one Yuri Raskolnikov, also known as
the Big Bear. Again, I can't speak a lick
of Russian, and I'm even worse with
the Cyrillic alphabet, so you're going
to be stuck with my simple translations
instead of the real thing.
The Big Bear is just that: a
shapeshifter that can assume the form
of a man, a bear, or a monstrous
hybrid. Unlike many commanders,
Raskolnikov likes to lead from the
front, and can often be seen mixing it
up on the front around Moscow.
Of course, the man didn't get to be a
general major by being an idiot. He
picks his fights well, making sure long
before he enters a battle that his foes
are people tha t he can grind under his
massive claws.
I'm told that despite this apparent
need to prove himself against easy
opponents, the Big Bear is a decent
leader. He is a cunning strategist, and
his command of the Soviet
bureaucracy is pretty much
unparalleled. I mean, he not only
knows people, he knows how to get
them to give him what he wants.
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Each of the four colonels runs his
own company of deltas. In each of
these companies there are at least two
platoons, and each platoon has at least
four squads. Each squad is made up of
at least five deltas, and often up to
three times tha t.
When you add that up, it's a whole
lot of deltas. Of course, the Soviets
haven't given us a complete head
count of all of their deltas, but our
rough estimates place their numbers
above 200 and possibly as high as even
300.
The four companies are Chekov,
Dostoyev ky, Pushkin, and Tolstoy. If
you see a literary theme running
through there, well, you're a better
man-or, at least, student-than I. Doc
Goddard had to point that one out to
me. Heck, I'm lucky if I can sit through
a movie, much less read a book like
War and Peace. Speaking of which, I
haven't seen it yet, but I understand
that the new Bogey flick is amazing.
It's supposedly even set in North
Africa, in a town in Morocco called
Casablanca. I hope we get it out here
on the Liberty before too long.
Anyhow, Chekov Company is led by
Polkovnik Yevgeny Krakov, a charmer.
Dostoyevsky Company is under the
command of Polkovnik Ivan Gogo!, a
communica tor. Polkovnik Vladimir
Ivanov, an interrogator, runs Pushkin
Company. Last but not least, Polkovnik
Boris Rasputin, a lazarus, keeps
Tolstoy Company in working order.
Since each of these men and the
people under them are active in the
war with Germany, I'll talk about each
of them in detail in their own place
and time. So let's move on for now.
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If the heart of the Soviet Union is
Moscow, then the heart of Moscow is
Red Square. This massive, open,
cobblestone-paved area sits right
outside both the Kremlin-the seat of
Soviet power-and St. Basil's
Cathedral. And right there up against
the Kremlin's towering wall squats the
black tomb of Vladimir Lenin, the
father of the Soviet Union.
This is where Hitler really wants his
panzers to roll: right through the .
metaphorical center of town, crushmg
the Russians' hopes along with their
capital.
Of course, the Russians just as
stubbornly refuse to let this happen.
No matter how close the Nazis may
have come to Red Square, the Soviets
are bound and determined to keep
them from flying their swastikas over
it.
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The leader of the Red Brigade has
his offices right here in the Kremlin,
and he has sworn that he will never
abandon them to the Nazis. "Death
first," he growls in his heavily accented
English. That's one request I'm sure
the Germans would be happy to
accommodate him on, if they can
manage it.
General Major Raskolnikov is a
smart, literary man, proud of his
country and its heritage. He is not
about to bend his knee to Hitler or any
other German. He instills that same
kind of ruthless pride in each and
everyone of his charges, the deltas of
the world-renowned Red Brigade.
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There are two Red Brigade
companies actually stationed in
Moscow: Chekov and Pushkin. These
stalwart men and women have played
a vital role in defending their
homeland's capital. You can say a lot
of things about these people, but
they're patriots to the last.
Polkovnik (like I said, that's the
equivalent of a colonel) Yevgeny
Krakov runs Chekov company. Unlike
Raskolnikov, who keeps order by
means of barely veiled threats and the
sheer force of his presence, Krakov
convinces people that what he wants
them to do is what they really want to
do themselves. Of course, he's a
charmer, so he's rather talented in that
regard.
Krakov is a small man with slicked­
back hair and a thin mustache,
markedly different from his tall, broad,
full-bearded commander. He is every
bit the urbane diplomat, suave and
sophisticated. I understand that most .
nights he can be reached at the BolshOI
Theater, taking in the latest ballet.
Krakov oversees many Red
Brigaders, but his favorite is no doubt
Comrade Bolshoi ("big" -he's not
named after the theater). Bolshoi is one
monster of a goliath. I mean, this huge,
bald-headed guy makes other goliaths
look puny by comparison. Many
nights, he can be found in a tailor­
made suit, sitting in his own custom­
made, steel-reinforced chair in
Krakov's private box at the theater.
Apparently being enormous doesn't
mean you can't be cultured.
The man who runs Pushkin
company is the polar opposite of
Krakov. Polkovnik Vladimir Ivanov is
a cold, hard Soviet from the far reaches
of Siberia. He is the consummate
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A squat, chubby pig of a man,
Ivanov has this way of looking right
through you like you're not even there.
It's almost as if he wouldn't need his
powers as an interrogator to see clear
through your lies.
Ivanov has a favorite pupil as well.
Her name is Natalia Karinsky, a phaser
from Kiev. Karinsky gathers data about
Ivanov's enemies-including not only
the Germans but also those in the
Soviet government and army,
including the Red Brigade. It's said
that Karinsky information, combined
with Ivanov's ability to confirm it, has
made the polkovnik one of the most
dangerous men in Russia, a title he
apparently enjoys.
The Germans have amassed their
own deltas to help them break down
the Soviet resistance to their advances.
The leader of Die Kriegfuhrer in the
area is one Oberleutnant Franz Weber,
a gadgeteer who maintains a
panzerklage that's piloted by another
Nazi delta, Lieutenant Nils Grotson.
Weber stays far behind the front,
bringing Grotson's tanksuit back to
him every morning so that he can keep
it in tip-top shape. Weber usually
works with his gadgets after he's given
the other deltas their orders for the
day; after he's finished with that, he
sends Grotson out to wreak havoc once
again.
The Russians have a tanksuit
commander of their own-a woman
named Tasha Putin-but as far as I
know, she has never met our
commander in battle. This is not too
surprising, as the front around
Moscow is long and convoluted, and it
would be amazing for any two such
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simple coincidence.
Weber is an older man, in his 60s,
with wisps of white hair barely
covering his head. He often wears a
monocle over his right eye, especially
when working on the smaller parts of
his panzerklage. Grotson is a study in
contrast. He's a young man with an
easy smile, good-looking with wavy
blonde hair cut military short.
The relationship between Weber and
Grotson is sometimes strained. The
gadgeteer feels that the ace doesn't
properly respect the amount of work
that goes into creating and maintaining
such a machine. Grotson, on the other
hand, feels that Weber whines
incessantly about every little scratch on
the suit. "This is war," he's known to
have said in his cooler-than-thou way,
"equipment will be scratched."
The other notable German delta on
the Moscow front is a communicator
by the name of Gretl Kurst. Gretl is
able to send back instant battle reports
to Der Fuhrer and then turn back
around and give new orders to the
German commanders in the area. The
Russians have sent several assassins
after her, but so far they have all failed.
If Miss Kurst was to be killed or
disabled, though, that would be a big
coup for the Russians, as the Germans
would suddenly be fighting without
Hitler's constant supervision.
Of course, there's always the chance
that having Der Fuhrer constantly
involved in the progression of the
battle could be more of a blessing for
the Soviets than a curse. After all,
despite his delusions to the contrary,
the head Nazi is hardly a military
genius, and he's been known to
countermand cooler, wiser, more
experienced commanders on a regular
basis.
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At the time I write this, Leningrad
has been under siege for the better part
of a full year. From what I can actually
understand-I get to listen in on all
sorts of intelligence reports here on the
Liberty, mostly at Colonel Ford's
orders, so that I'll my briefings will be
well-informed-the people there are
even more stubborn than the ones in
Moscow, if that's possible. Leningrad
hasn't been the capital of Russia for a
long time, but it was once the home of
the tsars, Russia's rulers before the
communists took over.
Leningrad is vital to the Soviets­
and, by extension, to the Germans-as
its premier port in the north. Ships
steam into this port through the Baltic,
arriving with supplies and leaving
with product from the Russian fields,
which they share with the rest of the
world. Or at least that's how it was
before the siege.
These days, the port sees little
traffic, with the ships' captains fearing
attacks from German guns and even U­
boats if they try to break the siege.
Some hardy few manage this from
time to time, but it's very rare. Still,
once a boat steams up the Neva River,
it's a time of great celebration in this
war-weary town.
With the summer here again, the
Russians are readying themselves for
renewed attacks from the Nazis
surrounding the city. From what I hear,
this has already begun, but the people
of Leningrad have steadfastly refused
to yield. They are aided in their efforts,
of course, by an entire company of
deltas under the command of
Polkovnik Boris Rasputin.
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A great lover of fine art, Rasputin
actually keeps his offices in the
Hermitage, one of the greatest art
museums in the entire world. Rasputin
claims that since these things mean so
much to him, he wishes to make his
last stand here, should it come to that.
The records I've read quote him as
saying: "If the Hermitage falls, then
this city is worth nothing to me. I shall
defend it to my dying breath."
Of course, coming from a delta like
Rasputin, this is a fairly hollow vow.
As a lazarus, Rasputin literally can't be
killed. Every time his spirit tries to flee
his body, his delta power reaches out
and hauls it back in again. Rasputin
has actually been killed many times
over-I think it was seven at last
count-and he always comes back
better than ever.
And oh so angry as well.
At least one of the attempts on
Rasputin's life came from within his
own Tolstoy Company. One of his
kapitans, a freezer named Mikhail
Popov, decided that his commander
had gone too far at one point, and he
froze Rasputin's head. When the
polkovnik recovered, he immediately
had his assassin killed in the courtyard
outside the Hermitage.
Up to that point, Rasputin had
managed to keep the nature of his
deltas powers a secret from just about
everyone in the Red Brigade except
General Major Raskolnikov himself. It
was a topic of many conversations
within Tolstoy Company, and much
speculation, but no one discovered the
truth until Popov made his move.
Can you just imagine the look on
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Rasputin's office, thinking that he's
finally taken command of Tolstoy
Company, when Rasputin comes
storming back into the office with a
full squad of loyal Bridagers behind
him. It must have been priceless.
Since then, Rasputin has ruled over
Leningrad with an iron fist. He has
taken control of the city from Andrei
Zhdanov-the local Communist Party
secretary-in all but name. Rasputin
has instituted harsh rationing on the
people of "his" city, all in the interest
of keeping them alive. The men and
women of Tolstoy Company don't
suffer from any such restrictions,
though. After all, Rasputin needs them
each at the top of their game if
Leningrad is to be able to hold out
until help from Moscow arrives. Of
course, Moscow has its own problems
right now, so it may be a long wait.
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The Germans have done one heck of
a job keeping the Russians penned into
Leningrad, especially considering that
so many Brigaders are trapped in the
city. One thing most people forget,
though, is that not every delta is a
tough or a goliath or a blaster. Many of
Tolstoy Company's deltas aren't well­
suited for war. Sure, there are some,
but not nearly enough to break
through the German lines.
The Germans, in contrast, pretty
much have nothing but attack-type
deltas in their force around Leningrad.
After all, most of their other deltas are
performing tasks back in Berlin. Only
the battle-ready variety have been sent
here to help break the Russian's
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The leader of the German deltas in

the area is a vicious Nazi by the name
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of SS-Sturmbannfiihrer Manfred von
Viktor. A scrapper of the most rl'III~ (~llIJ(~llSIJS
bloodthirsty variety, von Victor's
Further south along the Russian
sometimes beats his subordinates to
Front, the Germans are making a push
death when he loses his temper at one
toward the Caucasus Mountains
of them.
looking to grab the region's incr~dible
Von Viktor's number two officer is a
oil and wheat resources-fuels that
tough by the name of SS­
Hitler needs to feed the Nazi war
Hauptsturmfiihrer Wilhelm Blutmann.
machine.
This tall, dark, and smug man is one of
Unlike in Moscow or Leningrad, this
the few with the power to stand up to
battle isn't centered around a single
his superior's unpredictable rages.
locale (such as a city). Instead, it's
When von Viktor launches himself at
spread out across a front that's
Blutmann, the junior officer usually
hundreds of miles wide. At the
laughs, which only enrages von Viktor
moment, the Russians have held the
even more. Eventually, the crazed
Germans off beyond the Ukranian city
leader wears himself out, at which
of Kharkov, but our military experts
point he apologizes for his behavior.
believe this outpost will fall before the
Then he and Blutmann go back to
next German onslaught.
work like nothing ever happened.
This is a case of two battle-hardened
The most notorious delta in the
commanders facing off against each
Nazis' ranks-beside Blutmann and
other. On the German side is Field
von Viktor, of course--is known only
Marshal Fedor von Bock, while
as Doktor Tod (Doctor Death). Tod is
Marshal Semyon Timoshenko leads the
not a healer; he's a Bargainer who once
Soviets.
acted as Hitler's personal physician.
When he diagnosed Hitler with an
undisclosed illness back in 1939, Der
Fuhrer violently disagreed with him
and ordered him executed. But Tod The Soviet deltas in the region are
survived the firing squad and was all under the command of Polkovnik
spirited away by Kapitan Krieg. Ivan Gogo!, and they're spread thinly
Over the next few years, Doktor Tod all along the front. The real problem
refined his powers as a Bargainer, here is that it's almost impossible to
keeping his identity a secret from tell where the next German attack will
Hitler and the Axis. It wasn't until 1941 arrive. The Germans have managed
that Der Fuhrer learned the truth about several advances along great swaths of
the Bargainer's condition and the allied fronts before, as seen during
whereabouts. By that pOint, Tod had Operation Barbarossa.
proved his loyalty to the Nazi cause Keeping the Soviet deltas spread so
many times over, and Hitler realized thinly along the front might seem like
that he was far too precious a resource a risky ploy, but Gogol has hedged his
to waste. Instead of ordering him bets on this one. He's a communicator
executed once again, he simply told you see, and he's constantly in touch '
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that they are as vigilant along the front
as possible. In the event that the Nazis
decide to push through with a
blitzkrieg attack at a particular point,
Gogol should learn about it within a
few hours, and the rest of the
Brigaders will be mobilized to support
their fellows in short order.
Gogol's back-up plan involves the
use of a number of speedsters and
flyers to move into position before the
Germans can do too much damage.
The real problem with this, of course,
is that while such deltas can move
quickly, they're not as much use in a
fight as a blaster or a goliath.
Once the fighting starts, you can
expect to see many of those flyers and
speedsters carrying one of their
comrades on their back, going as fast
as they can. I've even heard reports
that Gogol has been working on
creating a harness that, held between
two or even three flyers, could be used
to airlift a goliath right into the heart of
a battle.
Personally, I worry that Timoshenko
is relying on his deltas a bit too much.
I mean, sure they have powers that
few other men have, and that can be a
real edge in a fight, but delta flyers can
be shot down just like anybody else.
Take it from me, a flak jacket is only so
much good when you're flying
through a sky that's filled with lead,
and there's little to stop your fall but
the unyielding ground.
I can only hope that Gogol knows
what he's doing. Otherwise the
Russians are going to have a pretty
hard time of it over the next few
months, and that's one front we really
need to see them hold. If Hitler can
steal the Soviet Union's supplies, it
will cripple them (not to mention
support his own troops). Neither one
of those situations is one I care for.
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The head delta on the other side of
the line is an SS soldier that I can't
seem to find a whole lot of information
about-not even his rank. All I can tell
you for sure is his codename: Die
Schablone. Loosely translated, that
means lithe Mask," which leads me to
believe that the reason we can't find
out much about him is that he has
several different identities, none of
which are actually his own.
He's a changeling.
Now, the Mask's powers, in and of
themselves, aren't all that frightening,
but they can be used to really cause
problems for our Soviet allies. For
instance, I've heard unconfirmed
reports that Hitler himself has been
rallying the troops along the German
line. Now, there's no way that Der
Fuhrer is getting himself anywhere
near such an active combat zone--at
least not until the Allies are marching
through Berlin. So it has to be Die
Schablone.
The Germans have another ace up
their black sleeves as well-a bomber
by the name of SS-Obertsturmfuhrer
Walther Brausch. This man has already
done a lot of damage along the line.
His favorite tactic is to walk up to a
Soviet encampment in a stolen Soviet
soldier's uniform, faking a Russian
accent as best he can. This usually
works long enough for him to get into
position.
Then Brausch light himself off,
killing everyone around him. His
buddies in the Wermacht roll in behind
him to clean up any survivors and
collect what's left of their friend-or
wait for him to recompose himself.
This doesn't make great gains in land,
but it sure does scare the Russian
soldiers.

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Until now, I've focused entirely on
the European and North African
fronts. That's only natural, since that's
where Mr. Roosevelt has declared the
United States is going to focus its
efforts-at least in the near future.
Don't think that I've forgotten about
the Japanese though (as if any
American soldier could). The
memories of the moment I first heard
about that cowardly ambush on
American forces at Pearl Harbor have
been burned into my brain, and the
scars run deep. I don't think I'll ever be
able to forget, even if I wanted to.
Let me tell you how it happened. At
just before 7 AM, local time, on
December 7 of last year, the Japanese
Navy, under the guidance of Admiral
Isoruku Yamamoto, launched a
massive attack on the Pearl Harbor US
Naval Base, on the edge of the
Hawaiian island of Oahu. At the same
time, other elements of the Japanese
Navy attacked British soldiers in
Malaysia and local forces in Thailand.
Singapore was bombed later that day,
and Hong Kong's New Territories
were invaded. US bases were also
attacked in the Phillipines, Guam,
Wake Island, and Midway Island.
The Japanese had finally dropped
any pretense of dealing peacefully
with the US, despite the fact that
Japanese envoys were negotiating with
US representatives as late as the day
before. There had been some warning
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signs that such an attack was
imminent, but America's general belief
that Japan would never attack worked
in the favor of the Japanese Navy. By
the time the reality of what was
happening sank in, it was too late.
At the end of the day, the Japanese
had destroyed over 500 British and
American aircraft (over half of what
was available in the Pacific at that
point) and either sunk or crippled
seven of eight of the Pacific Fleet's
battleships (all of which were docked
at Pearl Harbor at the time).
The casualties a t Pearl Harbor were
the most shocking number of all. More
than 2,400 Americans were either
killed or missing in action after the
sneak attack, including 68 civilians
caught in the crossfire. Nearly another
1,200 Americans were wounded.
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Up to this point, most Americans
hadn't really wanted to become
involved in the war. We had problems
of our own a t home-we were just
digging ourselves out of the Great
Depression-and the problems of
European and Asian countries seemed
so far away. It wasn't really our fight,
or so we assumed.
When the Japanese attacked, they
probably believed that they'd cripple
our ability to fight back, and cow us
into negotiating for peace right away.
Well, they couldn't have been farther
from the truth. On that day-which, as
the President said in his speech the
next day, "will live in infamy"-the
Japanese awoke a sleeping giant.
Let me tell you one thing, recruit:
the Japanese had absolutely no idea
who they were messing with. Well,
we'll show them-the hard way.
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Just like joining with the Soviets,
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Of course, when the good men in
the US Congress agreed to President
Roosevelt's request to declare war on
Japan, they knew that it wasn't quite
as simple as pointing a finger. Japan
was, and still is, allied with Italy and
Germany in a group known as the
Axis, presumably because "the world
revolves around them."
Within three days, the USA was at
war with all three of the Axis powers,
and we stood with the Allies. At that
point, the nations in the Allies were the
Soviet Union, the United Kingdom,
China, and what was left of the free
government of France (which
admittedly wasn't much).
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You might noticed I haven't
mentioned the Chinese a whole lot in
the course of this briefing. There's a
good reason for that.
No American soldier has yet to set
foot in China to fight the Japanese, and
I don't expect that situation is going to
change any time soon. China is all the
way on the other side of Japan, and
we're going to have our hands full just
dealing with the Japanese on this side
of the world.
All I can really say about the
Chinese is that I'm happy they're tying
up a good chunk of the Japanese
armed forces. I shudder to think about
what else the Japanese might have
tried on December 7 if they hadn't had
to worry about handling the Chinese
as well.
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allying with the Chinese is a bit
unsettling. They are communists, after
all. Most of them would probably have
been happy to see the Japanese beating
us senseless if the same thing weren't
happening to them at the same time.
On the other hand, I can't say that
America was any better about it. I
mean, China's been at war with Japan
since July 7, 1937, over two years
before the Nazis invaded Poland and
the war in Europe began. You never
heard any Americans bawling over
that.
But now that we're all in the same
boat, we're all friends, right?
Well, that's what the brass says, so I
guess it must be so. But like I said
before, war does make for strange
bedfellows.
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There are a whole lot of Allies,
though none are as powerful as those I
mentioned above. Technically, any
country that signed the Declaration of
the United Nations back on January 1
of this year is part of the Allies. These
include Australia, Belgium, Canada,
China, Costa Rica, Cuba, Great Britain,
Czechoslovakia, the Dominican
Republic, Greece, Guatemala, Haiti,
Honduras, India, Luxembourg, the
Netherlands, New Zealand, Nicaragua,
Norway, Panama, Poland, Salvador,
South Africa, the Soviet Union, the
United States, and Yugoslavia.
That's one heck of a list, and to be
honest with you, I'm prouder than I
can say that the USA is on it.
Personally, I don't know if this new
United Nations thing is going to go
anywhere, but wouldn't it be great if it
did?
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Right now, Japan controls the vast
majority of the Pacific Ocean and one
heck of a lot of land. It adds up to
about a quarter of the entire planet.
Literally. Pretty impressive.
Japan has occupied land from Attu
and Kiska-two of Alaska's Aleutian
Islands-in the northeast, down past
Wake Island-another US territory-to
the Gilbert Islands and Solomon
Islands-both UK holdings-in the
southeast. They control half of New
Guinea and all of Timor, Celebes,
Borneo, Java, and Sumatra in the
south.
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They' ve taken Thailand (Siam),
Indochina, Burma, and Hong Kong to
the west. In addition to that, they
control several port cities along the
Chinese coast, including a good chunk
of territory around Shanghai and
Peking and pretty much all of
Manchuria. And they've also got too
darn many tiny islands for me to list.
Worst of all, they've got the
Phillipines.
One by one, the Japanese have taken
territories from their neighbors by
force, leading off with a sneak attack
and crushing the opposition before
they have a chance to muster their
troops. They've hopped from island to
island, using each conquest as a new
base from which they can launch even
further attacks. Their aggressiveness
seems to know no bounds.
And then they attacked us.
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As I mentioned before, the Japanese
struck against the Phillipines-a US
protectorate-on the same day that
they ambushed us a t Pearl Harbor. The
American and Phillipine troops in the
area were ill-prepared and within a
month, General Douglas MacArthur­
the man in charge of both the
Phillipine and American troops-was
forced to retreat his forces into the
Bataan Peninsula on the northwestern
horn of Manila Bay.
Although outnumbered and
outgunned, MacArthur's men
stubbornly refused to give in quietly.
They managed to hold out on that tiny
patch of jungle-covered, mountainous
land for over five months. MacArthur
himself was forced to leave for
Australia under direct orders from the
President on March 11 of this year. The
rest of our boys over there didn't last
much longer. On May 6, just about a
month ago, Major General Jonathan
Wainwright was forced to surrender
the Phillipines and his troops to the
Japanese armies.
When MacArthur landed in
Australia, though, he had one quote to
tell the newsmen. It summed up how
most Americans feel about the
Phillipines in three short words: "I
shall return."
In my mind, it's only a matter of
time before MacArthur makes good on
his vow, and Delta Squadron is going
to be there beside him, helping him to
pull it off. With a concerted effort, we'll
be able to take back what the Japanese
have taken from us, and kick them all
the way back to Toyko, too.
But no one ever said it would be
easy. After all, this is war.
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Japan is a small country, and you
might not think that it has generated a
powerful army of deltas, but you'd be
wrong. They cram a lot of people onto
that island. Of course, compared to
countries like the United States, the
Soviet Union, and China, Japan doesn't
a population base large enough to
gather many deltas. But what they do
have is a fantastic program for making
the most use out of the deltas they do
have.
As soon as a Japanese citizen
awakens, he is immediately inducted
into the Rising Sons, the Japanese
national organization for deltas. As for
the translations, I'm going to have to
apologize again. I can figure out how
to pronounce most Japanese words,
but I can't seem to grasp their system
of pictograms very well. Honestly, it
just twists my brains right around in
my head. So you'll have to put up with
the translations instead. Personally, I
think they do just fine, recruit.
Anyhow, the Rising Sons dedicate
their lives to their masters-or
shinsei-when they join the Rising
Sons. They are fed a steady diet of
Japanese nationalist propaganda, and
they undergo rigorous physical
training. The regiment of the Rising
Sons concentrates on building not only
strength but quickness and combat
reflexes, especially on the field of
battle.
In short, these men are molded into
the perfect soldiers before they are sent
out to face their first foe. They are the
modern-day equivalent of the ancient
Japanese samurai, and they live by a
code of honor they call bushido.
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You may have noticed that I was
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only talking about Japanese men there.
That's because the Japanese, as a
culture, are extremely protective of
their women. It's rare enough for a
woman to actually work; there's
absolutely no chance that they're
Russia
allowed in combat.
Still, the Japanese government isn't
stupid. They still treat their Emperor as
if he's a god, but that's what you get
when you don't separate church and
state, right?
You see, Prime Minister Tojo Hideki
was actually the Minister of War under
the previous Prime Minister, Konoe
Fumimaro. He knew all about using
the country's resources as efficiently as
possible during times of war. The fact
that there were Japanese women out
there with powers beyond any normal
man's was just too useful for him to
pass up. One of his first acts upon
reaching office was to form a second
organization for Japanese delta
women. Roughly translated, the name
of this group is the Ladies' League.
The training of these ladies is no less
rigorous than that which the men go
through. Only their focus is different.
Whereas the men are trained to kill
their foes on the field of battle, the
women are trained in more subtle arts.
They learn to turn aside their foes not
with fists but with their words, and
they are trained never enter a situation
that they cannot walk away from.
While the men are trained to fight,
the women are educated in the art of
espionage. What's worse is they're
darn good at it. Keep this in mind the
next time you meet a nice Japanese girl
where you didn't expect one.
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While all Japanese soldiers have
some familiarity with the idea of
bushido, it's a way of life for the Rising
Sons. Literally, "bushido" means "way
of the warrior." It's a set of guidelines
by which the warrior can discover how
to handle himself with honor-both on
and off the field of battle.
Frankly, I don't know a whole lot
about bushido. I'm told it's a way of
life and that you have to actually live it
to be able to understand it. But as I
don't see myself ever checking into a
Japanese dojo-or whatever they call
those things where they teach their
students; "schools" maybe-and
spending the next several years of my
life trying to get this stuff into my
head, I'll have to take the statement at
face value.
That said, there are some good
things to be said about bushido. For
instance,it's all about "the martial
spirit." It's not just a set of rules you
put down on a piece of paper like the
Ten Commandments. It involves
constant devotion to training in the
martial arts. It means becoming sure
enough of your own abilities to be
fearless in the face of even the worst
enemy.
The true warrior does not need the
trappings of modern society. His
sword-or gun or plane or whatever­
should be enough. As samurai, the
Rising Sons are to show kindness to
those less fortunate than them­
basically anyone not lucky enough to
have received delta powers. They're
also encouraged to be honest and
forthright, just like your average boy
scout. Apparently, bushido warriors
don't fear the truth, either.
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The Japanese also make a big deal
about living an honorable life. This
includes obeying the will of your
ancestors, including-first and
foremost-your parents. In wartime
Japan, though, your duty to your
Emperor and your country comes
before all.
As samurai, the Rising Sons are
expected to set a good example for the
"lower classes." The best way to do
this is to be the perfect gentleman at all
times. The Rising Sons are nothing if
not polite.
Of course, being honorable and
polite seems to be something that the
Japanese only extend to each other. If
you're a gaijin-a foreigner-then you
aren't important in the Japanese
schemes of things.
And the Allies- we're as gaijin as
you get.
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The Japanese view defeat as the
worst kind of dishonor. If their masters
tell them to go out and do something
and they fail at that task, then they
have dishonored themselves.
The Japanese would literally rather
die than suffer this fate.
The first few times American troops
ran across this, it really threw them.
They would have Japanese soldiers
dead to rights, and instead of
surrendering, the troops would draw
their swords-their katana-and hurl
themselves at our boys.
Now, this tactic rarely works. Sure,
every now and then, a green soldier
freezes when faced with a seemingly
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with nothing but a sword, and if he's
not careful, he might even find himself
run through. But most of the time the
American soldier realizes he has a gun
in his hands, and he uses it, dropping
the Japanese soldier in full charge.
The Japanese literally do not believe
in surrendering. To do so is to live with
dishonor. The traditional option in
such situations is something called
seppuku, which involves killing
yourself with your own knife. Most
Japanese soldiers figure it's a lot easier
to fall in battle, and with seppuku as
the alternative, I can hardly blame
them.
I'm told that this whole philosophy
is one of the reasons the Japanese treat
their prisoners so poorly. After all, if
you surrender to them, they consider
you to be without honor-lower than a
dog-and they treat you as such.
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Case in point: kamikaze pilots.
These are Japanese airplane pilots who
aren't really up there in the sky to
shoot down the enemy. In fact, they
pretty much don't need any weapons
on board at all. They've realized that,
in essence, they're actually riding in
the biggest, most explosive weapon
they could find.
Kamikaze pilots simply pick a target
and point their plane at it nose-first.
When they smash into their foe,
they've done their job. This is
invariably fatal to the pilot, but in
taking on this task and inflicting grave
harm on an enemy, he wins great
honor for both himself and his family.
I don't know about you, but I prefer
to take my chances with living.
Setting aside the total insanity-in
my Western mind, at least-of this
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proposition, it seems to me that the
idea behind kamikaze pilots is
basically flawed. It takes a lot of time
and effort to train a man to properly
fly a plane, especially the kinds of jet
fighters these kamikaze pilots have to
use. And the planes themselves aren't
cheap, either.
If Japan continues to employ the
kamikazes, then I would think they'd
eventually run out of decent pilots, or
decent planes, or both. Regardless, I
wish they'd put an end to this whole
practice, for everyone's sake. Knowing
that a Zero could smash itself into your
position at any moment is more than a
little disconcerting.
But then I guess that's the whole
point.
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The Japanese are a crafty people,
and they've come up with a kind of
kamikaze team you just won't believe:
delta dive bomber teams. Each team is
made up of two deltas: a flyer and a
bomber.
I think you can already see where
this is going. The flyer carries the
bomber high into the air, diving and
ducking between enemy aircraft and
incoming flak. Once in position over
an enemy warship, the flyer makes a
flat-out dive at it, the bomber in his
arms.
Just as he reaches the ship, the flyer
drops the bomber and then peels off
into the sky. The bomber smashes into
the ship's deck-usually the most
poorly armored part of any vessel­
and the impact causes him to explode.
And I'm not talking about just a hand
or a limb here: the whole body goes
up.
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This can a tremendous amount of
damage to the targeted vessel. Some
bombers even carry extra TNT in a
backpack to give their big bang a little
extra oomph.
Once the battle is over, the flyer
returns to the location where he
dropped the bomber off and searches
for his missing teammate. Most of the
time, the bomber is found floating in
the sea, hopefully a ways off from the
burning hulk of the enemy ship.
This is a risky plan, to be sure. The
flyer and the bomber could be picked
out of the sky before they ever reach
their target, for one. And even if they
manage to pull off their dangerous
scheme, there's a good chance that the
bomber may simply be lost at sea.
Sure, he's earned a hero's death, but
he's also robbed the Rising Sons of yet
another badly needed delta.
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The Japanese are less conservative
with their delta troops than any other
country involved in the war. They
know how uniquely valuable their
deltas are-it's not like you can simply
increase production of them on an
assembly line, after all-but they insist
upon using them in some of the most
spectacularly risky ways.
In one sense, you have to admire
this level of dedication to the cause.
There is no life that is too valuable that
it can not be sacrificed to advance the
Japanese cause.
I tend to agree with that, but I'd
prefer to let my enemies have first
crack at being killed for the causes I'm
fighting for. Taking myself out of the
game early just seems silly.
At the end of the war, maybe we'll
see who's right. I guess we'll have to
wait and see.
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The Rising Sons are considered an
elite unit of the Japanese Army. They
report only to Prime Minister Hideki
or to Emperor Hirohito himself. They
are employed throughout the Pacific
thea ter as Hideki wishes.
The leader of the Rising Sons is
Taisa (Colonel) Matsumoto Shonan, an
elderly man with a true fire in his belly.
Shonan is a tough, which makes him
the perfect kind of samurai. (It's a lot
easier to be brave in the face of enemy
gunfire when it just bounces off your
chest.)
Beneath him are three shosa (the
equivalent of a major in the US Army).
Each of these men commands a
platoon of his own. This makes their
basic structure fairly similar to that of
Delta Squadron, although the number
of units and soldiers in each platoon is
fewer in number.
The three platoons are named after
famous eras in Japanese history:
Muromachi, Azuchi, and Momoyama.
The leader of Muromachi-they
don't bother adding the "platoon"
part, so neither will I-is a valiant,
battle-hardened soldier by the name of
Tai-sa Tomokaze Matsui. Known
popularly as "Mt. Fuji," this goliath
has enough bulk to put the largest
sumo wrestlers to shame. (Deltas were
banned from sumo wrestling for just
this reason, I understand.)
Matsui's platoon is the basic strike
force for the Rising Sons, and this is
one leader who prefers to be in the
thick of things. He has survived many
battles unscathed, and he has yet to
actually lose a single one. Let's hope
we can turn that record around for
him.
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Tai-sa Nagakado Higuchi is the
commander of the Azuchi, also known
as "The Flying Sons." This platoon is
primarily made up of flyers and the
deltas who are trained to support
them. With so much territory to cover,
the Japanese are always worried about
making sure that they can move their
deltas to wherever they are needed in
enough time for them to be useful.
That's where Azuchi comes in.
Higuchi is a flyer himself. He
actually started out as a kamikaze
pilot-and not a very successful one, at
least at first. Just as his plane was shot
out of the sky by the American
destroyer he was aimed at, his powers
of flight awakened . He was able to
burst free of the burning wreckage,
take hold of the plane, and hurl it
squarely onto his target. He returned
to the flight deck of his own cruiser a
newborn champion of his people, the
sinking enemy ship clearly visible
behind him .
Momoyama is lead by Tai-sa Akira
Watanabe, a delta communicator.
Momoyama's manda te is to handle the
less-aggressive parts of the war:
espionage, preparing ambushes,
fooling gaijin, and so on. These
soldiers work respectfully with the
women of the Ladies' League to
covertly increase the Emperor's power.
Watanabe spends most of his time in
Tokyo, where he can coordinate his
team's efforts best. He is in fairly
constant contact with most of his
soldiers, although he steadfastly
refuses to speak with any of the
Ladies' League, as he apparently
doesn't want to despoil their minds.
That task is handled by Murasaki
Matsura, another communicator and
the leader of the Ladies' League. She
works closely with Watanabe,
coordinating their two teams' efforts.
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The soldiers of Charlie Platoon
certainly have their work cut out for
~hem in t~e Pacific. Fortunately, they're
Just the nght men for the job.
There are Squaddies scattered
~hro~ghout the Pacific Rim, gathering
mtellIgence and fighting against the
Japanese whenever they can. Charlie
Platoon's leader, Major Harlan
"Hellacious" Hayes, currently
commands from the USS Wasp, one of
our aircraft carriers. The Wasp is
regularly in the thick of things, and
Hayes wants his Squaddies there to
lend a hand.
Hayes has stationed a number of
flyers and aces on board the Wasp, who
have performed well in the few battles
the~'ve.seen so far. I know those guys
are Itchmg for action, and with any
luck, they'll soon get it. After Midway,
I can feel the tide turning against the
Japanese Navy. We' ve given them their
first taste of defeat; it won' t be the last.
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Hayes's second in command is
Captain Robin Finney, who­
appropriate to his name-is an
aquarian, one of those fish-men .
Finney is currently stationed on the
Ray, a US Navy submarine wandering
around somewhere in the Pacific on a
hunt-and-destroy mission, looking for
Japanese cargo boats and warships.
. Finn~y has developed a pretty
mnovative way of using his Squaddies
to destroy enemy ships. He actually
loads an aquarian into a torpedo tube
along with a mine. He then fires the
Squaddie and his payload out of the
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tube, toward the target. The aquarian
tows the mine behind him until it's just
within range of the boat. Then he turns
his webbed feet around and paddles
for safety as quickly as he can.
Thi~ kind of work can be dangerous,
and Fmney has already assigned the
gadgeteers to develop timers for the
mines, so that the aquarians can
simply attach them to the target and
make a getaway. That way, the
Aquarians should be able to put plenty
of distance behind them before the
explosives go off.
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I've actually heard that part of the
Battle of Midway was actually fought
hand to hand-beneath the waves!
Apparently the Japanese have a
number of aquarians as well, and
when they met our boys in the drink,
there were some underwater fireworks.
Bullets don't do a whole lot of good
underwater. Even if you can get the
guns to fire, the friction from the wa ter
stops the slugs dead after only a few
yards. No, under the waves, it all
comes down to close combat.
Fortunately, the Rising Sons weren't
expecting to meet any American deltas
underwater, or they might have been
better armed. Our men had been
equipped with harpoons to give them
an edge, and boy did it work!
The battle went pretty well for us
until one of the Japanese ships above
dropped a depth charge right into the
thick of it. Fortunately, it didn't kill
any of our boys, though it did knock
them silly. If they hadn' t been able to
breathe water, they' d have drowned
for sure. As it was, a few of the men
were deaf as posts for a couple days,
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The fight for the seas is just
beginning, and already we're doing
well. It's taking back the islands that's
going to hurt. The Japanese have been
dug in on these tropical rocks for a
long while now, and they've made
good use of their time.
Intelligence we've gathered indicates
tha t some of these islands being using
for airfields and resupply bases are
riddled with traps and secret tunnels.
Tricking the Japanese soldiers
defending them to come out into the
open is going to be like crawling down
into the dirt and hauling a badger out
of its den.
When you do something like that,
you're in your foe's home territory,
and at the very least you're bound to
get scratched-if not cut, deeply.
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Well, I hope that this briefing comes
in handy for you someday. Hopefully
this (and the training you'll receive
from your commanders in Delta
Squadron) will serve you well on the
field of battle. Maybe it will even
prevent you from getting yourself
killed in some European trench or
drowned in the Pacific!
Regardless, it will hopefully make
you a wiser, more prepared soldier. We
need all of those that we can get.
There's just one thing I want you to
keep in mind, soldier, while you're out
there fighting-whether it's against the
Germans, Italians, or Japanese.
Remember who it is you're fighting
for-your country, your friends, and
your family-and we will win this war.
Together.

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On paper at least, Glory Days heroes
are pretty much like regular Brave New
World heroes, except for the time
period that they live in. Glory Days
heroes can select from any of the
power packages published in any
Brave New World book and play them
pretty much as written.
We have also included 10 new
power packages in this book, many of
which are thematically related to the
different theaters and situations the
heroes might find themselves in.
Modern day Brave New World heroes
can use these packages as well; none
have been retired as the timeline
moves along.
Of course, there are some other,
more subtle changes that we have to
deal with when creating Glory Days
heroes-mostly having to do with the
differences between the eras-but we'll
get to that in just a bit.
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Every power package has at least
one entry: powers. Here we list what
powers you receive if you choose this
package. A player only ever receives
one power package.
Many packages also come with
another entry: quirks. When you pick
this package, your hero automatically
gets these quirks.
Last, every package comes with two
or three tricks exclusive to it. Heroes
don't get these automatically. They can
pick them as part of the three free
tricks they get at character creation, or
they can pick them up later by
spending experience points for them.
Heroes with one power package
can't use tricks from another, except
under some fairly special
circumstances. It doesn't matter how
many successes you receive with a roll
if you don't have the power package
for the trick you're interested in.
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Also, each skill must be cast in the
Before we get to those 10 brand-new light of the current era. Computing, for
power packages we promised you, we instance, isn't as common or powerful
have a few details about hero creation as normal. You can use any power
during World War II. packages you like in Glory Days, but
some packages, like the hacker, aren't
Ill~(jIS'I'lll"rl()N going to be of much use.
The gadgeteer package, on the other
There are a few differences between hand, works pretty much the same, but
the heroes in Glory Days and those in a is used to create different kinds of
standard Brave New World game. For gadgets. See "Chapter Two: World War
one, you don't have to worry about II Gadgets" for more on th\s.
whether your the hero is registered.
The only thing a hero has to register JI()NI~Y JI1"r'I'EllS
for is the draft, and then only if he's a
male between the ages of 18 and 26. One way 1942 really differs from the
Women can ignore this altogether. year 2000 is how much a dollar gets
In any case, deltas weren't singled you. The conversion factor is about 10
out for the draft; men of the right age to 1. This means that $100 in 1942 buys
had to sign up. Those who refused are you about as much at $1,000 would
wanted. buy you in 2000. Of course, this is just
a general rule of thumb. Shortages­
.J()ININ(j 1)1~1:lll always a problem in times of war-or
examples of new technology, can cause
SflIJ111)ll()N prices to skew quite a bit higher.
This affects the amount of money
If your hero is a member of Delta the hero starts out with, as shown on
Squadron or another country's delta­ the table below.
powered armed forces, he is
automatically granted the rank of
officer in that army. The specifics of his (.I~()II1( 1)1'1(~
rank depend upon the army. As such, ~'l'l'UTIN(. )IONI!1(
the hero must take the authority +3
quirk for being an officer in that army. Starting Yearly
Also, the hero must take the duty -5 Status Money Salary
quirk, just for being a member of that Poor $10
army. The armed forces are notorious Standard $100 $2,000
for taking control of their soldiers' Rich +1 $400 $4,000
lives, especially at a time of war. Even Rich +2 $750 $7,500
when the soldiers are theoretically off Rich +3 $1,250 $12,500
duty or on leave, their responsibilities Rich +4 $2,500 $25,000
remain. Rich +5 $5,000 $50,000

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If the heroes are part of a military,
they will rarely have to worry about
their equipment-unless they spend
protracted time in the field, that is.
What they require for a mission is
usually supplied to them by their
superiors, or the military supply
depots they wander through while
abroad. If the PCs want something
additional, then they have to
requisition it, and it's up to the Guide
as to whether or not it's available.
The availability of any item can
depend on a number of factors. There
may be a shortage, the heroes'
commanding officer (CO) may not
believe that they really need the item
for what he's asked them to do, and so
on.
Continued unrealistic requests are
sure to tick off the heroes'
commanding officer. Heroes that
manage this may find themselves
relegated to kitchen patrol (KP) or
assigned to cleaning out the latrines.
On the other hand, the heroes have
few if any real expenses. The military
houses, clothes, and feeds them. Their
salary is theirs to spend as they like in
the few free moments they may have.
When looking through the
equipment lists on pages 158-162,
you'll notice that none of the items
have a cost. That's because these items
aren't generally available for sale.
Tanks and bombers, for instance, are
not generally sold to civilians, no
matter how much money they might
have. That's not to say that such things
can't be bought-only that the price is
going to be determined by the supply
and demand of each situation. Either
way, military-grade hardware does not
come cheap.
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Life in the military isn't what
players are probably used to. Their
superior officers control just about
every facet of their lives, and the
heroes are expected to respond to
direct orders eagerly and without
question.
Of course, there are always
exceptions to this rule, mostly having
to do with orders that the PCs are
opposed to on moral or ethical
grounds. They'd better be on pretty
firm ground if they object to an order,
though. Insubordination is never
tolerated, especially when there's a
war on.
The military is not a democracy.
Theoretically it's a meritocracy in
which those who have proved
themselves capable of command rule.
As officers in Delta Squadron, the
heroes do have some small amount of
power over lower-ranking members of
their forces, but in reality, they are
pawns of the higher-ranking officers
under whose command they happen to
fall.
All heroes start out as the equivalent
of a lieutenant in their chosen force.
This is the lowest officer rank there is.
H means that the hero can order
enlisted men around, but any officer
above him can demand the same
obedience from him.
Heroes can rise in rank, but this is
not something they can buy with
experience points. Instead, promotions
are handed out to heroes on the basis
of merit, as judged by their superior
officers-or in the case of Glory Days,
the Guide. Higher rank would mean
an increase in authority as well. This
increase is free and does not have to be
paid for by the hero with his
experience points.
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Pilot: The hero can pilot or drive

Some people, it seems, were just
any vehicle with the greatest of ease.
born to fly. Unfortunately, few people
Add +5 to any skills that have to do
can do it on their own, without the aid
with handling a vehicle. These include
of some kind of vehicle. Oh sure, there
boating: large boat, boating: speedboat,
are deltas who can soar through the air
boating: sailboat, boating: submarine,
like birds on the wing, but most of us
driving: personal vehicle, driving:
are stuck with a cramped seat back in
commercial vehicle, driving: tracked
coach if we want to leave the ground
vehicle, piloting: airplane, and piloting:
behind us.
helicopter, as well as any other
There are, of course, the real
vehicular skills developed later.
professionals: the pilots, the ones who
do the flying for the rest of us. And
even when you're talking about them, 'l'IU(~I{S
some are better than others-a lot
Trick Driving: With an extra success
better.
on a driving roll, the hero can do
These people have an innate
whatever he was attempting to do
understanding of the machine in their
with flair. For instance, if the hero was
hands. It's almost as if the pounding
taking a dangerous curve at top speed,
pistons and the whirring gears were an
he can bring the car up onto two
extension of their own hearts and legs.
wheels.
In short, they can make a machine do
In most cases, this doesn' t serve to
things that most mortals can only
do anything more than wow observers.
dream of.
But that's sometimes enough.
World War II wasn't the first war in
If someone is trying to follow the
which mechanized vehicles were used,
hero in another vehicle, she'll most
but it was the conflict in which such
likely try to duplicate the trick. To
devices came into their own. The same
avoid doing so requires an Easy (5)
can be said for delta aces.
Spirit roll. If failed, the follower m~st
The aces of Delta Squadron were
try to duplicate the hero's feat. ThIS
some of the most valued members of
requires the follower add +5 to the
the team. It didn't do Delta Squadron a
Target Number of the basic task (or
terrible amount of good to have the
more, at the Guide's discretion).
most powerful men in the world under
Trick Flying: This works like trick
its command if those soldiers couldn't
driving, except with planes. The hero
get to where they were needed. That's
could do a tight roll, a touch-and-go
where aces came in.
drill, or whatever comes to mind . It's
Aces are particularly powerful when
all depends on the situation and what
teamed up with a gadgeteer. The
the Guide rules can be done.
gadgeteer can dream up the most
Trick Boating: This works like trick
powerful vehicles and slap them
driving, except with boats. Under the
together, but then it's up to t~e ace to
right circumstances, the h~ro.coul.d
make the mechanical beast smg. In a
even flip a boat and have It nght ltself
war dominated by big tanks and
before being swamped. It's up to the
planes, aces are the top dogs.
Guide as to what' s possible.

BON DS

 Keep it Together: For each extra
success on an Easy (5) vehicle handling
skill roll, the hero can remove one level
of wound-effect modifier from the
vehicle. Making this roll is a short task.
The effect lasts until the end of the next
round, but can be extended another
round for each extra success applied.
Example: American Ace is
driving a car with a durability of
15/3, which has taken 2 wounds.
American Ace makes a driving:
personal vehicle roll at the start
of the next round. He gets a 17,
which is two extra successes over
the 5 he needed. Normally, all
driving rolls with a car that's
taken 2 wounds add +2 to the
Target Number, but with his roll,
American Ace can ignore this.
NI~"T SI{IIAIAS
These new skills can be used by
anyone who cares to learn them.
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Driving a tank or a halftrack isn't
exactly like taking your family's Ford
for a spin. To get a tracked vehicle
moving properly, you need this skill.
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Handling a boat like a destroyer or
even a carrier is different than zipping
around in a speedboat. That's where
this skill comes in.
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(SI)ln~D)
Not all boats are meant to stay
above the water, but putting one under
and bringing it back up requires some
special know-how. With this skill, the
hero knows how to pilot a submersible
watercraft, a.k.a. a submarine.
(~()~I~IIJNIC~ll'l'() It
One of the biggest problems in any
major undertaking is communication,
and war is no different. Without
proper communication, the troops
don' t know where to go or what to do,
and the generals don't know enough
about what's actually happening on
the front to formulate a plan worth
following. This is especially true when
you're talking about a conflict as
massive as World War II, which
covered most of the globe.
In World War II, all sorts of
communication was used, from
wireless radios to carrier pigeons to
hand-delivered letters. Radio changed
the face of warfare, as it allowed troops
to communicate back and forth
instantly, allowing the men in charge
to react in moments rather than hours
or even days.
KI~EIJINf. A SI~f~ltE'r
The biggest obstacle for radio
messages, though, is secrecy. Radio
signals aren't all that hard to listen in
on, and eavesdroppers could easily
pick up on sensitive information if the
speakers weren't careful. Telling ~our
CO that you're pinned down behmd a
ridge and desperately need help is one
thing. Having the enemy realize how
bad off you are-and how they might
be able to ambush your backup-could
be disastrous.
For that reason, all sides in the war
came up with code books and even
code macrunes (like the Germans'
infamous Enigma cipher) to confuse
the enemy. Without the proper key,
coded messages appeared like a non­
sensical stream of random text, sounds,
or symbols.
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The US Army, for instance, collected
a group of Navajo soldiers and put
them to work on this problem. The
Navajo "code talkers," as they were
called, could speak with each other in
their native tongue without fear of the
Germans being able to overhear and
understand the conversation. Just to be
extra secure, the code talkers used a
simple code to confuse the German
codebreakers even more.
The Navajos' conversations were
never decoded by Hitler 's men, and
this went a long way toward helping
the Allies win the war.
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If you thought the Navajos were
secure, let's talk about communicators.
These heroes have the ability to silently
"speak" with far away people by
means of their thoughts.
Using this telepathy is fairly simple.
All the hero has to do is attune himself
to a person, and then she can speak
with him anywhere he is, no matter
the distance.
The communication doesn't use the
vocal cords, but it's essentially verbal.
In game terms, the hero talks to the
character she's concentra ting on, and
the character responds verbally as
well. Each person in the telepathic link
hears the other person's voice in her
head, but no other senses are affected;
people around them hear nothing.
To attune to a person, all the
communicator has to do is lock eyes
with him and look into his eyes or five
full, uninterrupted seconds. The
attunement is permanent and cannot
be broken, until death.
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realize what just happened to him.
There's no indication of it at all-until
the hero opens the link and starts
talking into the target's head, that is.
The Guide can offer an unknowing
target a Challenging (10) perception roll
to realize that something is not right
with the communicator. It's easy
enough to disrupt eye contact at that
point and avoid the communicator in
the future (if the target wishes).
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Telepathy: The hero can actually
communicate telepathically with any
person she has attuned herself to.
Assuming the target is willing, the
distance is not important.
Activating a telepathic link requires
an Easy (5) Spirit roll, a short task. If
the roll is failed, the hero can try again
later with no penalty.
Once the link is up, the hero can
speak normally with the target. She
cannot, however, read his mind. She's
limited to hearing only the thoughts
that the target wants her to hear. Many
people, unfamiliar with the workings
of telepathy, actually speak out loud
when responding to a telepath,
although this is not necessary.
Telepathy cannot be overheard by
anyone else.
Normally, the communicator can
only use her telepathy with one person
at a time. This requires her to break a
link with one person before starting up
with another.
Maintaining a telepathic link is a
simple task, but the link only lasts for
up to an hour at a time. After the hour
is up, if the communicators still wants
to keep the link open, she must make
another link-activation roll.
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Force Link: The hero can actually
force a link with someone if she likes.
This requires an extra success on an
Easy (5) Spirit roll and at least
momentary eye contact in which both
the communicator and the target
knowingly look into each other's eyes.
In other words, the target has to know
that the hero is looking at him for this
to work.
Telepathic Scream: The hero can
open a link up and then mentally
scream at the target at the top of her
brain's imaginary lungs. While this
can't actually physically hurt the
target, it can be enough to knock him
senseless.
To make this special kind of attack,
the hero must make an opposed Spirit
roll against the target. If the hero gets
an extra success over the target's roll,
the target must make a stun check as if
he'd taken a single wound. If the target
has actually been wounded, be sure to
use the highest of the wound-effect
modifiers for this roll, treating the
scream's effect as if it were just another
wound.
For each additional extra success
over the target's roll, the hero can
administer another virtual wound to
her victim. In any case, these wounds
aren't real. If and when the target
makes his stun or recovery check, the
wounds instantly disappear.
Example: Rtzdiohead attempts a
telepathic scream against a Nazi
guard. She rolls her Spirit and
gets 14. The Nazi only gets a 4.
Since Radiohead got two extra
successes, it's like the guard just
took two wounds. He must make a
stun check against a Target
Number of (5+2=) 7.
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Living in a water-poor environment
is a constant struggle. Human beings
and most other creatures need healthy
amounts of water every day to survive.
The people of North Africa have had to
deal with this problem for millennia.
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The average person needs to drink
about eight to 12 glasses of water (or
some other healthy liquid) each day
just to remain hydrated. This is
increased in dry and hot conditions,
such as the North African deserts.
If deprived entirely of water, most
people will succumb within two or
three days, again depending on their
actual conditions.
For every 24 hours a hero goes
without water, she must make a
Challenging (0) Strength check. If this
is failed, the hero takes one wound of
massive damage. At the Guide's
discretion, the check can be forced
more often, accelerating the potential
damage. The same system is used to
check if the hero is starving, but the
check is then made every 48 hours.
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Most dessicators awakened when
they were trapped out in the North
African desert. Just as they were about
to die of thirst or starvation, they
started to feel better.
Dessicators don't need any kind of
food or water at all. In fact, eating or
drinking makes them feel a bit heady
with the influx of unneeded calories.
Dessicators can also extract water
from other things. They don't actually
teleport the water out of the subject,
though. They suck it directly out of the
subject. In the case of a living target,
the water usually comes streaming out
of the victim's pores and then
evaporates before it even dampens the
poor sap's clothes. This is pretty
painful, as you might imagine, and if
it's kept up, it's invariably fatal.
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Dessication: The hero can suck the
water out of just about anything,
instantly turning the water she extracts
to vapor and flash-drying anything left
behind. With inanimate objects, this is
a short task, and it requires an Easy (5)
Spirit roll. For each success the hero
gets, she can turn a gallon of liquid to
vapor, leaving behind any solids that
may have been in it, which fall to the
ground in smoky wisps.
The hero must touch the thing she's
trying to dessicate. If there's anything
between the hero and her target-like
clothing-she can ignore it, so long as
it's something that water would pass
through normally. Armor, for instance,
doesn't let water through, and would
protect against a dessicator's powers.
Immunity: The hero can go without
food or water indefinitely.
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Vulnerability: When the hero does
ingest these things, they act as a kind
of intoxicant. A single glass of water is
like a tall stein of beer to the hero.
Small amounts of food or water are
fine, but every glass of liquid or half­
pound of food the dessicator sucks
down after the first increases all her
TNs by + 1 for one hour (cumulative).
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Dessicate Creature: The hero can
focus her attentions on living creatures
as well as inanimate objects. This
requires an opposed Spirit roll. Each
extra success the hero gets does one
wound to the victim . This is treated as
massive damage, so one wound is
applied to each hit location.
The wounds caused by the hero in
this way are healed at the normal rate,
but the victim must have copious
amounts of water-or some healthful
liquid-to truly heal. Unless he drinks
at least three gallons of liquid each day,
the healing roll goes up from
Challenging (10) to Difficult (15).
If the victim is killed by the
dessicator' s powers, he's basically
flash dried . His skin becomes like
worn, old leather, and his organs are
basically mummified. It's not a pretty
site, much less a pleasant death-as
exhibited across the North African
deserts.
Capture Water: With an extra
success on the Spirit roll made to
extract water from something, the hero
can actuaBy capture the water in a
handy container, assuming she has one
available. Otherwise, she can let it spill
on the ground. It's up to the Guide as
to exactly how much water the hero
can extract from any given thing,
although it's suggested that each
wound delivered to a living being
remove about a quart of water.
The water produced in this manner
is pure and clear, just as if it had been
distilled. It has no special properties,
other than the fact that whatever it
came from would probably be better
off it it could be put directly back into
it. Stilt there are some who consider
such wa ter a delicacy, a special sort of
potion that can extend the drinker's
life. Following the legends of old,
dessicator "potions" have become a
booming trade in North Africa. This
isn't true, of course, but the buyers
don't seem to mind.
 The hero can turn any of these
Getting around in the desert can be
powers off whenever he likes. vyhen.
a real pain. It is, after all, made out of
he does, he interacts with sand Just lIke
sand, a substance that's notoriously
anyone else. He can selectively switch
difficult to build a proper house on,
them off or on as he likes. Activating
much less something as long and wide
or deactivating a power is a simple
as a decent highway.
task, not requiring an action.
This is one of the reasons tracked
Immunity: The hero is not bothered
vehicles saw so much use in North
at all by sandstorms. In fact, he can
Africa. They could get to places that
walk through the heart of the worst of
would have thwarted a regular car,
them just like he was taking a stroll
and when fighting a war in which
through the park. It's like he has some
mobility is a key factor, this was vitally
kind of force field around him that
important. . only works against sand. But against
Dunemasters have their own specIal
sand, it does an incredibly good job.
ways of getting around the deser~.
Sandbreathing: The hero can
They work with the sand, not agams~
breathe normally under sand, just as if
it. They ride the crests of the dunes lIke
it were a clear day. It's not that he has
a surfer rides a wave. They swim
gills or anything fancy like that; the
through the sand like a dolphin
sand never actually enters his nose or
through water. And they can breathe
mouth. Instead, it inexplicably stops
through sand like it wasn't even there.
just shy of doing so. .
As you might imagine, these talents
Sandriding: The hero can nde the
proved almost invaluable in the North
crest of a sand dune as if he were on a
African campaign. Most of the
surfboard riding atop a wave. This is
dunemasters were native to North
related to his sandwalking power, but
Africa, and few of them were .
with more mobility. First, he uses his
sympathetic to the Axis powers, whIch
sandwalking power to firm the sand
seemed determined to trample all over
beneath his feet. Then he mentally
their sandy homelands. moves the sand below that, pushing
The dunemasters rule the sands of
himself along.
North Africa. They are the greatest
Using sandriding, the hero can
spies and the sneakiest assassins. They
move along at a Pace of 50, so long a~
can enter and leave places surrounded
he maintains contact with a substantial
by sand as if they were ghosts. They
body of sand as he moves.
can take off above the sand as fast as
Sandswimming: When most people
most vehicles, and they can go where hit the sand, it hits back. Despite how
no tank would dare show its treads.
it shifts, sand is relatively solid,
They can even burrow be~ea~h the especially when you get as much of it
dunes, literally disappeanng mto the
together as you can find in the deserts
surrounding landscape, ready to pop
of North Africa.
up again, making an appearance
When the hero hits the sand, it parts
wherever and whenever they like.
beneath him like water. For him, it has
They scare the hell out of the Nazis.
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Sea-or even less. In fact, he can swim

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through it even faster than he could
possibly make his way through water.
He "swims" at +20 above his normal
Pace.
The hero can move up and down
through the dunes as much as he likes.
His sandbreathing power permits him to
stay under as long as he wants, and
this power relieves him of the pressure
from the tons of sand over his head.
The real trick here, of course, is the
fact that the hero may be able to move
through the sand like water, but he
can't see through it. He can often tell
which way is up, though, by feeling
the temperature of the surrounding
sand. The sun-warmed layers are
toward the top, while the cooler layers
are toward the bottom. Or he can just
try to sense the direction of gravity.
Sandwalking: The hero can walk
across sand as if it were absolutely
solid. He never slips. In fact, he doesn't
even leave a footprint on it if he
doesn't want to. The sand actually
rises to support his weight and then
settles back to its natural state behind
him as he moves on.
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Sandbreathing Buddy: This is
similar to the aquarian trick breathing
buddy (see Crescent City for this power
package), except that the dunemaster
uses it under sand instead of water.
With an extra success on a Spirit roll,
the hero can actually filter enough
oxygen-laden air while immersed in
sand to help a friend brea the with a
little mouth-to-mouth contact. This
takes a full action for the hero to
attempt.
If the hero succeeds at the roll, the
extra air rolls into the hero's lungs. If
he can then match his mouth up to his
friend's, he can blow the air into his
companion's lungs. This is the
equivalent to the friend getting a full
breath of fresh air.
Sand Spray: With an extra success
on a sandsurfing roll (see below), the
hero can spray someone in his path
with a load of sand. This doesn't do
any direct damage, but it requires the
victim to make a stun check to prevent
being disabled by the sand in her face.
For each additional success the hero
gets, he can spray another person
aLong his path. He could even spray
the same person more than once,
aLthough it wouldn't have any real
effect, as she's already got sand in her
face by that point.
Here's a new skill for the
dunemaster to use. This is not
available to other kinds of heroes for
reasons that should be obvious.
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Most denizens of the desert think of
surfing as an exotic sport practiced by
people who might as well live on
another planet. The very idea of
having so much water around you is
nearly unimaginable. Even stranger,
though, are dunemasters and their
sandsurfing abilities.
With this skill and the sandriding
power, the hero can surf the dunes of
the desert as if they were water. This
skill should be treated as if it were a
vehicle-operating skill. Most of the
time, the hero doesn't have to make a
roll to use the skill-only when he's
trying something that may not work,
keeping in mind that he's doing
something impossible in the first place,
of course.
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Being a global war, World War II
was fought in many different climates,
from the blistering heat of the North
African deserts to the bone-chilling
cold of the Russian winters.
While the desert sun might have
been brutal to the Americans and
Europeans who clashed beneath it, it
wasn't nearly as dangerous or
unforgiving as the freezing
temperatures of the northern climes.
There are stories of how Russian
villagers were able to kill invading
German soldiers by simply turning a
hose on them in the dead of win ter.
The Nazis froze to death nearly on the
spot.
Perhaps a freezer suffered a similar
fate during the brush with death that
brought him his powers, or maybe he
was a Russian forced to flee into the
snow in the middle of the night. No
rna tter, he's become permanentl y
attuned to the frigid climes, and he's
ready to share his newfound love for
chills with the world-especially his
foes.
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Create Chill: With an act of will­
requiring a full action and an Easy (5)
Spirit roll-the hero can drop the
temperature around him by -20° F. For
each extra success he gets, he can drop
the temperature another -20° F, down
to a minimum of 32° F.
The hero can affect a volume of 10"
by 10" by 10." This is the equivalent of
10 cubic yards, the size of a good-sized
room.
The hero can keep the temperature
down for as long as he likes, although
doing so requires the smallest bit of
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concentration. Once every five
minutes, the hero must make another
Easy (5) Spirit roll to continue his chilly
hold on the weather. Otherwise, it fails.
In and of itself, the chilling of a
room may not mean a whole lot. But if
the hero can maintain the temperature
long enough, things in the area may
begin to freeze, and poorly dressed
people may begin to suffer for their
choice in clothing.
This power has no over game
effects. However, anyone who
identifies the freezer as the cause of the
sudden temperature drop must
suddenly reduce any attempts to resist
hostile persuasion attempts made by the
freezer by -5. Once the victim knows
the hero personally, this trick is a lot
less effective, dropping the penalty to
only -2.
Flash Freeze: By touching
something and making an Easy (5)
Spirit roll, the hero can actually freeze
it solid. There are a few caveats to this,
of course. The item must be at room
temperature-no warmer than its
surroundings, though cooler is fine.
Also, this power can only affect up to
100 pounds worth of material at a
time.
If the hero likes, he doesn't have to
freeze the item in question. He could
simply chill it instead (making this
hero handy to have at a hot party).
Immunity: The hero is immune to
the ravages of cold on his body. To
him, standing naked in a snowstorm is
like taking a warm bath.
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Easily Overheated: The hero's body
has become so used to the cold that he
is easily overheated in warmer
temperatures. Any time the hero is
forced to endure temperatures higher
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Number of any Speed or Strength rolls
he makes, due to his physical
discomfort. If the temperatures soar to
over 100° F, make that modifier a +2
instead.
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Freeze Creature: The hero can
actually freeze a person with his flash
freeze power. To do this, the hero has to
actually touch the person in question
and make an opposed Spirit roll
against her. If the hero gets an extra
success on his roll, he does 3d6+3
points of massive damage to the
victim, plus an additional 3d6+3 points
of damage to the location that he hit.
If any portion of the victim is ever
pulped, it has become frostbitten
beyond recovery. If the victim survives
the fight, the affected area will likely
have to be amputated.
Ice Shield: With an extra success on
his flash freeze power, and a good
amount of water- around five to 10
gallons or so-the hero can fashion a
shield of ice for himself. He does this
by freezing the running wa ter as he
pours it down in front of him, forming
a thick sheet of ice.
If there's no running water available,
the hero can do the same thing with a
tower of snow up to 10 cubic feet. The
effect of this power is nearly
instantaneous, but the shield lasts only
until it melts naturally. In a cold
enough climate, the hero could literally
build himself an armored fortress out
of little more than water and snow, but
his shield would melt quickly in
Africa.
The shield has an Armor Value of
10/2. Once the ice shield has taken
enough wounds to destroy it, it
crumbles to pieces.
One of the true horrors of war is tha t
people have come up with so man? .
different ways to kill each other. Flrst It
was clubs and spears, then swords and
arrows. Eventually gunpowder
brought on rifles and cannons. And
then there was gas.
These days, most civilized countries
don' t use gas. It's a nasty weapon, and
if the wind suddenly shifts on you,
you could literally end up killing your
own troops with your noxious mix.
Things like mustard gas saw their
heyday back in World War I when the
Germans let vast clouds of it roll across
no man's land toward the Allied
trenches. Where it ended up, soldiers
dropped like uniformed, poisoned
flies.
Chemical weapons were never
officially fielded during World War II,
but that doesn' t mean they weren't
there. Just about every nation had
stockpiles ready for use, though-with
few exceptions-no one wanted to be
the first to use them . After all, once
that cat was let out of the bag, there
was no turning back.
The Japanese were reported to have
used poison gas against the Chinese as
early as 1939, but the use of these
kinds of weapons never became
widespread on the battlefield. And of
course, the Nazis infamously used gas
as a means of execution in their death
camps.
Allegedly, each of the major nations
had programs with which they tested
defenses against chemical weapons
upon volunteers from their own
troops. Sadly, these defenses weren't
nearly as foolproof in practice as they
were in the lab, and many of the
subjects were injured or even killed.
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 Situations like these are perfect for
awakening a delta, right? All it takes is
a young man falling nearly dead with
a double lungful of some poisonous
gas, and who knows what you'll end
up with. Well, in some cases, you get a
gasser-someone who fell into what
should have been a final sleep on a
cloudy field. Instead, he awakened (in
at least two senses of the word), ready
to give the Axis powers hell.
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Blow Gas: The hero can breathe out
a noxious gas from his lungs. This can
do some serious damage to his foes.
To make the attack, the hero must
pick a target and then blow at it with
all his might and roll a shooting attack.
This expels a cloud of gas from the
hero's lungs to envelope the target.
This is an area-effect attack, so if you
miss, check for deviation.
Once you figure out where the
attack hit-either at the target or at
some other point-draw a straight line
between the hero and tha t loca tion.
Everything within 2" (six yards) of the
location that is hit, and everything
within 1" (three yards) to either side of
the attack can be affected by the gas.
Anyone affected by the gas-any
person touched even slightly by it­
automatically takes damage. The
primary target can try to make a
Challenging (10) Speed roll to get away
from the gas. Any secondary targets
only have to make an Easy (S) Speed
roll. This is not considered a dodge,
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Weapon Type Ammo Shots Quickness
Gas breath Gas Unlimited 1 1
°Gas breath has a maximum range of S. * Gas breath does massive damage.
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although the hero can try that instead
of making the resistance roll if she
likes. This means the target does not
require an action to attempt to avoid
the gas. Dodging requires a resistance
roll that represents the target doing her
best to hold her breath and cover as
much of her skin as possible.
If the gas hits a target, it does Sd6+S
points of massive damage. Fortunately,
this is a light gas, and it dissipates
quickly. By the end of the following
round, it's gone entirely. Anyone
foolish enough to cross over into its
area of effect before it dissipates is
potentially affected by it. Such
foolhardy-or simply foolish-souls
still get the resistance roll, but they
have no chance of dodging something
they've willingly walked into.
Holding your breath against the
noxious gas isn't entirely effective. It
irritates the eyes and skin as badly as
the lungs. The only real, sure-fire
defense against it is to not be hit by it,
or to use a full-face gas mask (along
with head-to-toe, heavy clothing).
If the targets aren't lucky enough to
have that kind of equipment-and few
people are, even soldiers-then their
best chance is to try to dodge the
attack as soon as they see it coming.
Avoidance is the best policy.
Immunity: The hero is immune to
gas attacks of any kind. In fact, he no
longer needs to breathe. This can come
in handy for more than simply
avoiding choking to death on gas, of
course.
Rate of Range
Fire Increment Damage
1° Sd6+S*
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Bad Breath: Even when the hero is
not actually generating poisonous
gasses to blow at his foes, the remnants
of those chemicals still lay dormant in
the bottom of his lungs. Let's just say
that the smell might make some people
wish that they were dead.
The hero suffers a -2 penalty to any
friendly persuasion rolls in any
situation in which the subject is able to
smell his breath. In such a case, anyone
who gets within two feet of the hero
qualifies. The closer the hero gets to his
subject, the more overpowering the
smell. Persuasion: seduction rolls are
made by the hero at a -5 penalty, and
anyone trying to seduce him must
make an Easy (5) Spirit roll every hour
she's near him, to keep up her own
resolve.
This quirk does not make it easier
for the hero to make hostile persuasion
rolls. His breath isn't intimidating-it's
just disgusting.
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Blow Cloud: With an extra success
for the shooting roll of a blow gas attack,
the hero can generate a cloud of gas
around himself instead. This involves
spinning around quickly while
blowing the gas, which forms a cloud
of gas with a 2" radius, centered
directly around the hero.
All other effects of the gas are
standard.
Spit Gas: With an extra success for
the shooting roll of a blow gas attack, the
hero can concentrate his gas into a
pasty liquid and spit it at an opponent.
In this case, the liquid splatters all
around that single target and does
5d6+ 10 pOints of massive damage to
her.
Bystanders aren't normally affected,
although if the hero misses, you
should check for deviation to see if the
spit hits someone else.
Some folks may consider this trick
gross, but it's highly effective!
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A lot of the GIs assigned in the
Pacific wandered around tropical
islands with beautiful beaches and
lush vegetation entirely unlike
anything they'd ever seen at home.
This was a la!1<:l-Nll of.~I1tirely new
dangers, though, as well as delights.
Malaria, poisonous insects, venomous
snakes, and other natural hazards
added to the threat of enemy fire to
create what was-in some cases-a
truly terrifying experience.
To the natives, though, the jungle
was home, as familiar to them as any
Midwestern farmland was to a GI from
Kansas. They'd spent their entire lives
either inside it or on the edge of it, and
they knew its pitfalls as well as its
pleasures. And they were able to take
this knowledge and turn it to their
advantage. There's nothing like
playing on your home turf to really
give you an edge.
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The Japanese, not content to simply
use the landscape to their advantage,
actually modified it by drilling massive
tunnels throughout many of their
island fortresses, Iwo Jima being the
most notorious example. It was a
straightforward enough affair for the
US military to force the Japanese
soldiers back into their caves. Getting
them out of there, though, was another
issue entirely. These twisted mazes
were full of traps and deadfalls and
were cramped enough to make any GIs
who entered them entirely aware that
each step they took forward might
very well be their last.
Legend has it that there were some
Japanese soldiers so good at hiding
and living in their tunnels that they
rarely if ever came out. Unaware that
the war ended, these men were
purportedly still fighting years after
the worldwide conflict was finally
over.
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A jungler is someone--whether a
native of the area or a foreigner-who
is entirely at home in the jungle. Not
only is she not bothered by the various
flora and fauna of these lush lands, she
is actually capable of working in
harmony with them and bending them
to her will.
the life of anyone/ anything it cares
about, including members of its own
family / pack/ etc., or even the hero.
To convince an animal to comply
with a request, the hero must beat the
animal with an opposed Spirit roll.
Most lower forms of life only have a
Spirit of ld6-3 (with a minimum total
of n while larger mammals like tigers
might go all the way up to 5d6. See the
table below for some more specific
examples.

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Animal Empathy: The hero has a
natural rapport with animals of all Animal Spirit
kinds, from the smallest insect to the Insect ld6-3
longest snake and the mightiest tiger. Frog ld6
They all treat her with respect and Mouse ld6
generally give her a wide berth. Rat 2d6
Upon meeting an animal, the hero Snake 2d6
can call it to her. The animal behaves Dog 3d6
less aggressively toward the jungler, as House cat 3d6
if it were her favorite household pet. Elephant 3d6
The hero cannot give an animal Bear 3d6
orders, but she can ask it to do limited Panther 4d6
things for her. The hero and animal Monkey 4d6
don't share a common language, but Ape 4d6
they do understand each other's body Camel 5d6
language. The jungler can telt for Mule 5d6
instance, if th~ animal is relaxed or Tiger 5d6
nervous, hungry or tired, and so on.
However, she can't actually speak with Immunity: The hero is immune to
it. any and all venoms or poisons.
The jungler can talk to the animal all Plant Control: The hero can actually
she wants, but it can't really get plants to do her bidding
understand her. The best the jungler (considering their inherent limitations).
can do is communicate through crude Vines can snake forward and choke a
gestures, and the animal can do victim, branches can reach out and
nothing more than the same. smack a target across the head, grasses
If the animal can understand the can reach up and bind a person's legs,
hero's gestures-this is the Guide's and so on. Convincing the plants to
call-the animal will usually comply respond requires an Easy (5) Spirit roll.
with the hero's requests. The only real What the plants do from there is up to
exceptions are that the animal will not the hero.
do anything to endanger its own life or Complex actions require a trick.
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Scare Animal: With an extra success
World ~ar II was a clash of many
on a Spirit roll for animal empathy, the
cultures. LIterally dozens of different
hero can frighten the animal out of its
languages a~d dialects were spoken by
wits. The animal usually takes off at
the peoples 1Ovolved, and just getting
full speed, unless it's cornered, in
them to understand each other was
which case it lashes out at the nearest
quite a feat. People who could speak
person or thing. This trick could even
more than one language were
be used to stampede a herd by
invaluable. Without them, there would
frightening one prominent animal.
be no chance for negotiations or
Plant Bind: With an extra success on
interrogations of any kind.
a Spirit roll for plant control, the hero
Translators, then, are about as
can cause low-lying plant matter, like
valuable a commodity as you can find.
g~asses and roots, to rise up and try to
This rare type of delta can instantly
b10d the legs of anyone passing
understand, speak, read, and write any
through. The hero can affect an area of
language in the world. No matter what
up to 10" by 10" this way. The Pace of
dialect is involved, or how thick the
anyone passing through this area is cut
speaker's accent, the hero can clearly
in half. Of course, this only applies to
comprehend what's going on after
people or animals on foot. Most
only a minute of exposure to the
vehicles would simply crush the
language.
vegetation under their wheels.
. M~ny.translators spend their spare
Plant Smack: With an extra success
hme 10 hbraries-delving into books
on a Spirit roll for plant control, the hero
on other languages-or searching out
can cause a tree or other hard plant to
new people to speak to in new
reach out and smack someone.
languages. This helps them expand the
Assuming the target is within the
breadth of their abilities.
plant's reach and the attack is a
To be able to understand another
surprise, there is no need for an attack
language for the first time, the
roll. Otherwise, assume the plant has
translator must make a Challenging
5d6 fighting. Each smack does 3d6+2
~1O) S:nart~ roll after reading a page of
points of damage.
It or IIstemng to a minute of it. If the
Plant Snare: With each extra success
hero fails, he can always try again
on a Spirit roll for plant control, the hero
later~ as long as he has a fresh page of
can ca use ropy vines to ensnare a
text 10 that language or a fresh minute
single limb of a target. Assume the
of verbal exposure.
plar:t ~~s 5d6 fighting to hit the target,
The hero's first attempts in the
but If It s a surprise attack, you can
l~nguage are often a bit clumsy. His
ignore the attack roll. The attack does
first success on a Smarts roll with a
no damage, but it binds the victim's
language gives him 1 level of skill with
limb tightly, immobilizing it. To break
that language. Given more time or text
free, the hero must beat the plant on an
with a given language, he can try the
opposed Strength roll. Assume the
Smarts roll again, adding language
plant has 4d6 Strength. Or someone
levels until he reaches his maximum:
could cut the vines, which requires
his own skill level in his native tongue.
only 5 points worth of damage.

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Two translators working together on
the same side can be a powerful mix.
They can work like Navajo code
talkers, but in a multitude of
languages, spitting out one sentence in
Swahili and the next in Kiowa .
Nobody other than another
codebreaker would even have a chance
to possibly understand every language
used .
Even more important, the hero is a
whiz at breaking codes. This has
changed the face of espionage in the
war in many ways. Both sides have
gone back to delivering many essential
messages by telegram or hand as
opposed to over open airwaves, which
can easily be observed by anyone with
the proper equipment.
Radio is still used for messages
when necessary, but the airwaves are
filled with so much disinformation that
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it's difficult to separate the truth from
the falsehoods . Occasionally, though,
translators manage to get their hands
on a particularly important piece of
information-something that could
change the entire course of the war. For
that reason, they keep their eyes and
ears peeled, panning for that one vital
bit of information that will be more
valuable to their side's efforts than
gold.
Translate: The hero can read, speak,
write, and understand any language he
comes in contact with. Whatever his
skill in his native tongue, that's the
maximum skill he may learn with any
other language.
Example: The Cipher is an
American from New Orleans. His
language: English skill is 3. This
means tlult his skill with any other
language is limited to a value of 3.

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Codebreaker: Codes are like another
Over the centuries, there have been
language all to themselves. Worse yet,
legends of men who could take the
each. code is like a different language,
form of animals. The most popular of
and If the code is used in another
these--at least in stories-have
language, that's another level of
traditionally been creatures like
security that must be penetrated.
vampires and werewolves, but there
To break a code, the hero must first
are others.
understand the language in which it's
Russians have long identified their
spoken or written. This assumes there
country with the bear, much in the
is one, of course. For codes like
same way that Americans look to the
semaphore--which uses the
bald eagle or perhaps even Uncle Sam.
positioning of flags to communicate­
This great beast is slow to rouse, but
the hero can skip this step.
once it's been angered, its fury is
Once that's done, the hero must then
horrible to behold.
t:y to crack the code. This is done just
In combat, a werebear as a beast or
lIke understanding a language, but the
bear can attack with both claws and its
hero must roll an extra success to crack
bite all in the same turn, but if it does
the cipher.
so, it suffers the normal +4 modifier to
There are three levels of codes:
its Target Number for making more
simple, standard, and complex.
than one attack at once. Since these
Breaking a simple code requires one
forms are ambidextrous, the off-claw
extra success-a Smarts roll of 10 or
penalty doesn't apply. The bite attack,
better. Cracking a standard code
though, suffers an additional +4
requires two extra successes (15), and
modifier when combined with another
smashing a complex code requires
~ttack, for a total of +8 . It's not terribly
three extra successes (20). Code users
lIkely that the beast or bear is going to
try to keep their messages short to
hit with all three attacks, but the
prevent the translators or other
combination can be extremely
codebreakers from getting more than
powerful-and lethal-if it works.
one shot at breaking the code. In fact, if
the length of the code is less than what
is normally needed-but not less than
half of that-the hero can still take a
Change Shape: With a single action,
whack at it, but he then needs yet
the hero can change shape. The
another additional success to crack it.
werebear has three shapes he can take:
Instant Comprehension: With each
human, beast, and bear.
extra success on the Smarts roll to learn
As a human, the werebear has all of
a language, the hero can instantly add
his normal traits and skills. The beast
another level of skill in the language.
is a monstrous cross between a man
With this trick, he doesn't have to wait
and a bear. More massive than either
to be exposed to more of the language
other form, the beast can walk on two
to learn it at a higher skill level. It's as
legs or sprint along even faster on all
if a light bulb suddenly goes on in his
four. It has massive claws, vicious
head, and he comprehends the new
teeth, and a savage nature.
level of the language--instantly.

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 In bear form, the werebear looks just
like an ordinary bear with fur the color
of the hero's own hair (along with any
graying) . Of course, the hero's mind is
still in control of the bear form, making
this one of the most cunning bears to
ever walk the planet (as if an angry
bear wasn't dangerous enough to
begin with).
When in beast or bear form, the hero
retains all of his regular skills and
picks up some new ones. However,
just because he has a skill doesn't
mean he can use it. A bear can't shoot a
pistol, even if it knew how. It simply
can't hold the gun well enough or pull
the trigger.
Any skill levels that the hero picks
up in any of his alternate forms are
cumulative with the ones he has in his
human form. They simply add on to
what he's already got.
This is not true of quirks. If the hero
already has a quirk that the beast or
bear form gives him, then only one of
the quirks counts.
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Crazy: The hero has a strong (-5)
phobia of fire, like most wild animals.
This is true no matter what form the
beast is in. You won't see this hero
lighting a cigar anytime soon.
Savage: This is pretty much like the
standard quirk, with one extra
problem. If the hero loses control while
in human or bear form, he instantly
shifts into beast form before attacking.
He does this no matter where he is or
who might be watching. Note that a
hero can't voluntarily go savage. He
must fail the spirit roll to do so.
When the moon is full, the
werebear's struggle with his savage
side is that much more difficult. The
moon calls to his animal side, and it's
harder for him to resist. Any time
there's a full moon out, the Target
Number of the Spirit roll the hero must
make to resist going savage is raised to
Challenging (10).
Vulnerability: The werebear takes
double normal damage from any
attack using silver. This is true no
matter what form the hero may be in.
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Bear Hug: With an extra success on
either roll of the double-claw attacks­
while in beast or bear form, of
course--the hero can forgo doing any
damage and instead grab his foe in a
bear hug. On his next action, and every
subsequent action, the hero can
squeeze his foe, doing his Strength in
damage to him.
A foe in a bear hug is pretty well
trapped. She can't do much of
anything except struggle to break free.
To do this, the victim must beat the
bear with an opposed Strength roll­
something that's not too likely.
Worse yet, the werebear can
automatically bite the victim of the
bear-hug. This is considered a called
shot to the head. The called-shot
modifier is ignored in this case and the
hero makes a normal attack roll.
Terrify: While in beast form, the
hero can emit a horrifying roar. This is
a persuasion: intimidation roll. If the
werebear rolls an extra success over
anyone hearing the roar, that person
must make an Easy (5) bravery roll or
turn tail and run. For each extra
success, the beast gets on the roll and
applies toward this trick, the Target
Number for the bravery roll goes up by
+1. This trick can be used on several
people at once-basically anyone who
happens to be in front of the beast
when it roars.
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Smarts: ±Od6 When you're in the Navy and your
Navigation 2, survival: forest 2 ship goes down, your problems are
Speed: +2d6
only just beginning. If you're lucky,
Stealth 3
you'll manage to scramble into a
Spirit: +ld6
lifeboat and float around until
Brave 2, perception 2, persuasion: someone arrives to rescue you.
intimidation 3, tracking 2
Otherwise, you might end up floating
Strength: +3d6
alone in the water, clinging to some bit
Climbing 3, fighting: barehanded 3
of flotsam, praying that someone finds
Size: 9
Pace: +2/+5 when on all fours you before the sharks do.
Quirks: Ambidextrous
Powers:
Bite and Claw: See table (below)
Fur Coat: The hero is immune to the Change Shape: This works like the
effects of cold. werebear power, except the hero can
change into a shark and a horrifying
cross between a shark and a man. In
combat, the wereshark can attack just
like a werebear can.
Smarts: ±Od6
Navigation 2, survival: forest 3
Speed: +2d6 (lIJIIU{S
Stealth 1
Spirit: ±Od6 Crazy: The hero has an unusual (-5)
Brave 1, perception 2, tracking 3 attachment to the ocean. Unless he's
Strength: +3d6 within sight or scent of an open body
Climbing 1, fighting: barehanded 2 of salt water, he's constantly on edge.
Size: 9 This translates as +3 to the Target
Pace: +3 Number of any Spirit rolls the hero
Quirks: Ambidextrous must make, including any Spirit-based
Powers: skill rolls, during such conditions. In
Bite and Claw: See table (below) the open, the ocean can be smelled by
Fur Coat: The hero is immune to the the hero up to a mile away, but
effects of cold. indoors, this is much more difficult.

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Weapon Type Defensive Bonus Quickness Damage

Bear bite 1 Strength+3

Bear claw +1 1 Strength+2

Shark bite +1 1 Strength+5

Werebear bite 1 Strength+5

Werebear claw +1 1 Strength+4

Wereshark bite 1 Strength+7

Wereshark claw +1 1 Strength+3

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 Savage: This is pretty much like the
standard quirk, with one extra
problem. If the hero loses control while
in human or shark form, he instantly
shifts into beast form before attacking.
He does this no matter where he is or
who might be watching. Note that a
hero can't voluntarily go savage. He
must fail the spirit roll to do so.
When the tide is high, the
wereshark's struggle with his savage
side is that much more difficult. The
moon calls to his animal side, and it's
harder for him to resist. Any time the
tide is high, the Target Number of the
Spirit roll the hero must make to resist
going savage is raised to Challenging
(0).
Vulnerability: Fresh water is like
poison to the wereshark. If he ingests it
or enters it in beast or shark form, he
must make a stun check to avoid
falling ill for the next hour. While ill,
add +3 to the Target Number of
everything the hero does .
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Monster Bite: With an extra success
on a bite attack while in beast or shark
form, the wereshark clamps down on
the victim and refuses to let go. On this
and any later actions, the hero doesn't
have to roll to hit his victim. He just
rolls for damage and applies it
normally.
Water Sneak: With an extra success
on a stealth roll while in open water,
the wereshark can dive down low and
basically reappear anywhere within its
range of movement, even behind an
observer. It cannot fool radar in this
way, but to the naked eye, it's as if the
wereshark simply disappeared and
then popped up elsewhere with little
or no warning. It can then make a
surprise attack.
Smarts: ±Od6
Navigation 2, survival: ocean 2
Speed: +ld6
Stealth 2
Spirit: +ld6
Brave 2, perception 2, persuasion:
intimidation 3, tracking 2
Strength: +3d6
Fighting: barehanded 3, swimming 5
Size: 9
Pace: -2 on land
Quirks: Ambidextrous, clumsy: when not
in water
Powers:
Bite and Claw: See the Werebeast
Attacks Table (opposite)
Fast Swimmer: The hero adds +20 to
her regular Pace when swimming. In
effect, the hero can swim circles
around just about anything else in the
water. Also, the hero can also use her
swimming skill in place of a dodge skill
when she's in the water and trying to
dodge an attack.
Thick Hide: The hero is immune to all
cold temperatures above freezing.
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Smarts: ±Od6
Navigation 2, survival: ocean 3
Speed: +2d6
Stealth 1
Spirit: ±Od6
Brave 1, perception 2, tracking 3
Strength: +3d6
Fighting: barehanded 2, swimming 5
Size: 9
Pace: -5 on land
Quirks: Ambidextrous, water breather: the
hero cannot breathe outside of water
Powers:
Bite and Claw: See the Werebeast
Attacks Table (opposite)
Fast Swimmer: See above.
Thick Hide: See above.
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Smarts: 2d6 What's that tattoo on my

Area knowledge: Chicago 2, artillery 2, bicep say? Why it's "Gloria"!
language: English 2, Can't you read?
navigation 2, tactics 2 No that's not the name
Speed: 5d6 of someone waiting for
Dodging 2, driving: me back home. It's what I
personal vehicle 3, call my airplane. That crate
Piloting: airplane 5, has meant a lot more to me
shooting 3, stealth 2 than any of those girls I
Spirit: 3d6 knew back in New York.
Bravery 2, leadership Don't get me wrong, I love the
I, perception 3, ladies, but there's something
scm tinize I, special about my relationship
search 2, with my plane. I'm here to fight a
shadowing I, war, and when I'm at Gloria's
streetwise 1
Strength: 2d6
-t controls, it seems like I could win
) I the whole conflict singlehandedly.
Climbing I, There's no one around who can fly
fighting: her better than me, and you can
barehanded 3, .J1\I1III!I1oI~'lJ take that to the bank!
swimming 2, throwing
1
Size: 5
Pace: 10
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Authority +3: Delta
Squadron officer, code of
honor -3, delta ±O, destined for
greatness +5, duty -5: US Army,
public identity ±O, sense of
direction + I, sharp eyes +1,
superstitious -2
Powers:
Pilot: Add +5 to any vehicle­
handling skill.
Tricks: BuB's eye, keep it together,
trick flying
Gear: A Colt .45 with a box of
100 bullets, a P-51
Mustang, and $10.

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Smarts: 3d6
Area knowledge: Paris 2,
demolition 2, disguise
2, language: English 2,
language: French 2,
security 2, tactics 1
Speed: 3d6
Dodging 1, driving:
personal vehicle
2, escaping 1,
lock picking:
mechanical 1,
shooting 2, stealth 2
Spirit: 4d6
Bravery 2, leadership 1,
persuasion: bluff 2, persuasion:
charm 2, scrutinize 3, search 1,
shadowing 1
Strength: 2d6
Climbing 1, fighting: barehanded
2, running 1, swinuning 1,
throwing 1
Size: 5
Pace: 8
Delta Points: 4
Quirks: Authority +2: Resistance
leader, cautious -3, contact +2:
Vichy leader, delta ±O, duty -2:
the Resistance, lucky + 3,
secret identity ±O, wanted -5,
wise +3
Powers:
Telepathy: The hero can
communicate with others
with her mind.
Tricks: First move, force link,
telepathic scream
Gear: A Service revolver with 24
bullets (including a full cylinder
six AP 10 rounds), a knife, and 20
francs.
f'jl
NllIArl'Y
::::? You Americans
with your tanks and
your guns. You think
that you can defeat
Hitler with those things
alone. We French tried that already
once, and we had our heads
handed to us.
This is a new kind of war,
and it demands new tactics.
In the Resistance, we do
what we can to fight for
France, but quietly. If word
was ever to get out that
we as individuals were
strug against the
Germans, our
lives
wouldn't
be worth a
single franc.
There are traitors evety\vhere,
Frenchmen and women who
have sold their souls to those
Nazi devils in exchange for
what they call "peace."
The hardest part of being in
the Underground is
coordinating our efforts. We
must work in secret at all times,
constantly on the lookout for
trouble. That's where unique
talents like mine come in
extremely handy.
9-l.J21<; Quote: Quiet! I'm listening.
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Smarts: 3d6 Life was simpler before the Italians

Area knowledge: North Africa 4, arrived, before the Nazis. Back then, the
disguise I, language: Arabic 2, worst thing my people had to worry about
language: English 2, navigation 2, was where we were going to find our next
survival: desert 2 drink of water. But that is a challenge we
Speed:3d6 have met for millennia, and we do not fear
Dodging I, riding 2, shooting 3, it.
stealth 3 This desert is too dry for the men from
Spirit: 4d6 Europe. Sometimes they feel as if the
Bravery 2, faith: Islam I,
desert itself was trying to suck
perception 3, persuasion~
. 'every last drop of water
intimidation 2,
,, .. from their fragile,
scrutinize I, search I,
sweating bodies.
shadowing 2,
Sometimes,
tracking 2
they're right-at
Strength: 2d6 least if I have
Climbing 2, fighting: anything to say
barehanded 3, running I, ' about it. And
throwing 1 since that day
Size: 5 when the Nazis
Pace: 8 killed my family
Delta Points: 3 and left me for
Quirks: Alert +3, beautiful' dead. I do have
+I, brave +I, delta ±O, something to say
impulsive -3, light about it.
sleeper + I, secret identity Oh, yes, I do.
±O, sense of direction + I,
sharp ears + I, tough +2,
-2, vulnerability: intoxicated by
water, wanted-5
Powers:
Dessication: The hero can leech
water from just about anything.
Immunity: The hero is immune
to thirst and hunger.
Tricks: Capture water, dessicate
creature, first move
Gear: A S&W .45 with 24 bullets, a
camel, and £20.
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Smarts: 3d6 Hello, my friends' I am so happy to see

Area knowledge: North Africa 2, that you have avoided the Germans so far.
language: Arabic, language: English The problem with the Germans is that
2, navigation 2, survival: desert 2 they think their machines will permit them
Speed:2d6 to roll right over our lands and into our
Dodging 2, driving: personal vehicle 1, homes. They forget that the desert is not as
riding 1, shooting 2 forgiving as the lands from which they
Spirit: 2d6 come.
Bravery 1, leadership 1, perception 2, The sand
scrutinize 1, search 1, shadowing grinds their
1, tracking 1 machines to a halt.
Strength: 5d6 It catches in their
Climbing 3, fighting: eyes and in their
barehanded 5, fighting : lungs and stops
blade 1, running 1, them cold.
sandsurfing 5, throwing We will
1 win this
Size: 5 war, not
Pace: 7 with guns
Delta Points: 3 but with
Quirks: Delta ±O, secret sand.
identity ±O
Powers:
Immunity: The hero is
not affected by
sandstorms.
Sandbreathing: The
hero can breathe'
sand normally.
Sandriding: The hero needle
can ride along on sand . than-well,
Sandswimming: The hero you get my
can swim through point.
sand like water.
Sandwalking: The
hero can walk on
sand like cement. ·

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Tricks: Bull's eye, ,', .' "
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sandbreathing
buddy, sand spray. :
Gear: A S&W .45 with
24 bullets, a camel, . / /1 .j " " •

and £20. /1 ,./ : .

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Smarts: 2d6 Is that a shiver I see running down your

Area knowledge: Moscow 2,
bureaucratics 1, language: English 2,
language: Russian 2, navigation 1,
survival: forest 1, tactics 1
Speed: 2d6
Dodging 2, driving: personal vehicle 1,
shooting 2, stealth 1
spine, tovarisch? Don't tell me you're
letting a little thing like the cold get to you.
Da, the cold used to bother me as well,
but no longer. Like my comrades, I used to
spend my days clutching my rifle and my
nights huddled around a fire for heat.
But one night, there was no fire. That

Spirit: 5d6 night, there was no heat. And do you

Bravery 2, leadership 2, perceptio~ 3, know what? Ever since then, it hasn't

persuasion: intimidation 3, ~\ J"'O'"~"'" bothered me at all.

scrutinize 3, search 1, Perhaps it's because I've grown
shadowing 1, streetwise 2 so cold myself. Cold
Strength: 3d6 ~. ~ugb.Jo freeze the
Climbing 2, fighting: D'-.J -,---'bFo;'d in my veins, I
barehanded 3, running 1, think. But not so cold
swimming 2, throwing 2 that it keeps me from
Size: 5 firing my gun until the
Pace:? barrel is red and hot.
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Alert +3, authority: Quote: That's my
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Red Brigade officer +3,
job! To freeze
brave +1, curious -3,
you!
delta ±O, duty: Soviet

Army -5, easily

overheated, public

identity ±O, skeptical

-1, stubborn -2,

wise +3

Powers:
Create Chill: The hero
can lower the
temperature.
Flash Freeze: The
hero can freeze
things he touches.
Immunity: The hero
is immune to cold.
Tricks: First move, freeze
creature, ice shield
Gear: Tokarev
?62mm pistol
and 24 bullets,
20 rubles.

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Smarts: 2d6 It all started in World War I, I hear, with

Area knowledge: Los Angeles 2, the use of these so-called "weapons of
artillery 1, demolition 2, language: mass destruction." I'm not talking about
English 2, security 2, tactics 1 things like bombs or gun here. No, I mean
Speed: 5d6 something a lot more insidious than that.
Dodging 3, driving: personal vehicle 2, I'm talking gas.
martial arts: barehanded 3, s~ooting 'You know, the stuff that makes it
5, stealth 2 . ' <1 .. c' ywossible fO~'Y04 .to breathe, That
Spirit: 2d6 \ , '{f' \ ~) ' ' mak.<es your lungs burn
Bravery 2, perception.2, \ ," ,~ 5 F"~ 'Llbr clean, fresh air.
scrutinize I, search L \\J..v- j " >l).!-hrk< My
1, shadowing 2
Strength: 3d6 - ,
'( ..
"'~ ( ~~~~~~tr''-t<~-~''-
~
' (hu,gs still burn.
) They have ever
Climbing ~~n r ~ I " '/Y , "\,J' since I got that first
jaw +3, ' , --<:;",/", tungful myself. But
running I, ) ~w I can share
.p'
, t burning
.--{eeling with those
r1 at.oYnd me.
Pace: 10 So just get me close
Delta Points: 3 ~ • to those Nazis. I'll do
Quirks: Authorit{B: (
Delta Squadron officer,
bad breath, delta ±O, duty Quote: Hold your
-5: US Army, illness -3: breath!
lungs still burn, iron jaw +3,
public identity ±O, sel£­
confident +2, temper -2,
tough +2
Powers:
Blow Gas: The hero can
blow poisonous gas at a
target.
Immunity: The hero is
immune to gas attacks.
Tricks: Blow cloud, first
move, spit gas
Gear: A Colt .45 with a box
of 100 bullets, a Jeep,
and $10.
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Smarts: 3d6 When the Japanese first came to my

Area knowledge: Manila 2, disguise I, home, they burned everything to the
language: English 2, language: ground . We fled before
Spanish 2, language: Tagalog 2, their guns
security I, survival: jungle 3 and their
Speed:3d6 swords, into
Dodging 3, shooting 2, stealth 4 the heart of
Spirit: 4d6 the jungle.
Bravery 2, perception 3, persuasion: The jungle
charm I, scrounging 2, scmtinize I, is a dangerous
search I, shadowing I, streetwise place, you know. But
I, tracking 2 not more so than staying
Strength: 2d6 and fighting the Japanese. If
Climbing 2, fighting: you know what you're doing,
barehanded 2, you can hide in the jungle
fighting: blade forever.
I , swimming 2 I used to be scared of the
Size: 5 jungle. Now it is my
Pace: 8 best friend . It
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Curious -3,
delta ±O, destined for even keeps me
greatness +5, warm. And
impulsive -3, secret most of all, it
identity ±O, sense of
direction +1, sharp ears
+I, sharp eyes +1,

softhearted -I, tough +2,

Quote: Are you
vengeful -2, young -1
afraid of the
Powers:
Animal Empathy: The
hero can communicate
with animals on a basic
level.
Immunity: The hero is immune
to poisons or venoms.
Plant Control: The hero can
mentally control
plants.
Tricks: Plant smack,
plant snare, scare animal
Gear: A Colt.45 with a box of 100
bullets, and $10.

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Smarts: 5d6 Parlez-vous Fran<;ais? lHabla Espanol? I

Area knowledge: New York City 2, do .
disguise 3, etiquette 3, forgery If it's a language
1, language: English 5, that men thought

security 2, tactics 2 up, if it's a means of

Speed: 3d6 communication, then

Dodging 2, driving: personal I understand it­

vehicle 1, escaping 1, naturally. I'm not
lockpicking 1, shooting 2, exactly sure how this
stealth 2 works . I just hear or read
Spirit: 2d6 something, and I get it.
Bravery 2, perception 3, It's like the whole tower
scrutinize 1, search 1, of Babylon could be
persuasion: bluff 1 singing in my head,
Strength: 2d6 and where you' d
Climbing 1, hear chaos, I'd just
fighting: hear a beautiful
barehanded 3, choir.
swimming 2, When you're
throwing 1 rampaging
Size: 5 across Europe,
Pace: 8 you'd be
Delta Points: 3 surprised how
Quirks: Authority +3: \ \ often my little
Delta Squadron
officer, delta ±O,
IA'I
talent comes
in handy.
duty -5: US Army, People are a
heroic -5, VI lot easier to
photographic ~.1 work with
memory +5, secret '10 when they
identity ±O, tough ""\~_r"." can speak
+2 ~~~"fIi=-- with you.
Powers: If only it
Translate: The hero can ::'
~ was this
translate any
easy
language after
for
minimal

exposure.

Tricks: Codebreaker, Quote: Do you follow?

first move, instant
comprehension
Gear: A Colt .45 with a box of
100 bullets, a Jeep, and $10.

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IJIIC)I~II.. I~

Smarts: 2d6 Ever since I can remember, the Russian

Area knowledge: Leningrad 2, bear has been the symbol of my people.
language: English 2, language: Bears are large beasts, slow to anger, but
Russian 2, unpredictable when they are pushed too
Speed: 3d6
far. They are good friends, to be
Skills
~~;;:Jil'l:' sure, but horrible foes .
Spirit: 2d6
You can say much the
Scrutinize I, search 1 same about me,
Strength: 5d6 especially ever since
Climbing 1 those Nazis came
Size: 6 rampaging
Pace: 8 through my
Delta Points: 3 village on that
Quirks: moonlit
Arrogant -3,
night so
authority +3:
long ago. It
Red Brigade
really
officer,
brought
brawny +3,
out the
crazy: phobic of

fire, delta ±O,

in me-­
duty -5: Soviet

Army, gullible
more
-2, iron jaw +3,
ways
public identity
than
±O, savage: hero

may change into

werebear, sense of
when I see a
time +1,
swastika or an iron
vulnerability: hero
cross, it's all I can do to
takes double
keep myself from
damage from
wanting to rip some
silver
Nazi's head
Powers: off. And if
Change Shape:
I'm close
The hero
--- enough,
can change
I don't
into a
bother fighting the urge.
werebear

or bear.
Quote: GRRROOWWLL!!!
Tricks: Bear hug, first move, terrify
Gear: A Tokarev 7.62mrn pistol and 24
bullets, and 20 rubles.
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Smarts: 3d6 I tell you, when I joined the Navy, I had

Area knowledge: San Francisco 2, no idea what I was getting myself into. I
artillery 2, demolition 2, language: mean, my dad was in the Navy in the
English 2, navigation 2, persuasion: Great War, right, and he got through it just
intimidation 1, tactics 2 fine, so I figured it be
Speed: 4d6 the same with me.
Boating: large boat 2, boating: speedboat Well, it was­
2, dodging 3, driving: personal right up until the
vehicle 1, shooting 2, speed-load 1, Japanese sub
stealth 1 sank our ship.
Spirit: 2d6 We had
Bravery 2, leadership 1,
over 200
perception 2, scrutinize 1,
hands on
search 1, shadowing 1
board,
Strength: 4d6 and we all
Climbing 2, fighting:
ended up in
barehanded 3,
the drink. Even
fighting: blade

2, swimming 4,

throwing 2

Size: 5
Pace: 9
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Ambidextrous
+5, authority +3:_
Delta Squadron
officer, crazy: the was my
hero is attached to . t turn, I
water, delta ±O, heroic fought like
-5, duty -5: US Army, a savage. I
savage: the hero may let the
change into animal in
wereshark, secret me take
identity ±O, tough control.
+2, vulnerability;.:::: ,~"""='--""'J And
fresh water is like _-'G<c:,--.--",,-~ believe it
poison or not, I
Powers: -beat that shark
Change Shape: The hero can change at his own game.
into a wereshark or shark. Now I'm just hoping to get a chance to
Tricks: First move, monster bite, water do the same to Hirohito's men.
sneak
Gear: A Colt .45 with a box of 100 bullets, Quote: Let's go for a swim.
and $10.

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Gadgetry in World War II has not hit
the same level of sophistication as it
has in the modern day. The general
rule with gadgeteers is that anything
they create that is impossible for
regular technology at that point in time
is considered a gadget. This leaves a lot
of room for gadgets in Glory Days,
items that many people would take for
granted in a regular-modern day­
Brave New World campaign.
This section of the book provides
some guidelines about how to be a
gadgeteer in the early '40s. Plus, we've
included a number of gadgets that are
particular to the time and the conflict
during World War II. Note that these
gadgets could also be made and used
by a modern-day gadgeteer, if she
wants. Most such deltas will opt for
modern-day theories and styling, but
you never know. Some people like the
retro look.
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S'I'YI.. I~ IS
1~'TI~IIY'I'IIINf.
Well, it's not everything, but when it
comes to World War II gadgets, it
counts for a lot. Gadgeteers are in the
business of making futuristic gizmos,
but in 1942, the idea of what the future
held is very different from the one we
have today. Not only that, but the
gadgeteers of that era had to work
with what they had. There weren't
high-quality injection-molded plastics
or computer chips in those days. The
transistor wasn't even in use back then .
Most World War II gadgets are
bolted and welded creations of diesel
and steel. They're heavy and bulky,
they make a lot of noise, and they
belch out nearly as much smoke. They
seem to work mostly on hope and a
prayer, as if they might fall apart the
moment they leave their creators'
presence. But they were still amazing
devices, and their usefulness was
unparalleled (at the time).
 'l'INI{I~IIINC. IN There's a quickly growing tradition
in Delta Squadron that the gadgeteers
accompany their gadgets into the field.
'l'lll~ "LI()S That way, if anything goes wrong with
the device, they can fix it on the spot.
World War II was a golden age for
Still, some gadgeteers just aren' t
gadgeteers. They were hig.h~y. valued
suited for field work. These people
by both the military and cIvIhan
generally stay in safehouses or military
industry, and with the war on, the
bases and maintain equipment to be
government was willing to provide
used by others. The classic example is
them whatever funding they needed to
the jetbike tha t' s been designed by a
come up with devices that might give
gadgeteer and is flown by an ace. This
them an edge over the forces of the
maximizes the use of both heroes'
enemy. . talents.
Some of the most innovative desIgns
So the question: how do you want to
of the century came out of the early
play your gadgeteer? It's ultimately up
'40s. A few of these were cobbled
to you, but most players like to be in
together in the back of some barn out
the thick of things. Gadgeteers who
in the middle of nowhere and then
punch a clock in a secret base are
presented to the government for
usually extras under the Guide's
evaluation, but most were the result of
control. After all, even among deltas,
government think tanks specifically set
your hero is sure to be something
up to provide the gadgeteers all the
special. It's his destiny.
resources they needed to generate the
wondrous creations.
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IJIJllYINf.11 'I'III~ Illll11) "TllY
f.l11)f.I~'rl~Ell Of course, if you do decide to let
your hero hang back, you can be sure
If you' re playing a gadgeteer in
that the Guide's going to keep you
Glory Days, your hero has an
busy. Maybe Delta Squadron needs
interesting future ahead of her. Because
someone with the right know-how to
of the time period's inherent
spy on the next field test of a Nazi
limitations for building gadgets, and
death machine so they can figure out
the speed of transport at the time, a
how to best disable it. Or maybe your
gadgeteer who actually comes up with
secret base has been discovered by an
a design and builds it is onl~ half .
Axis spy and you and everyone you
done. She still has to go out m the fIeld
work with is in mortal danger. Or
and either test the device herself or act
maybe you hero is kidnapped ~y the
as a mentor for whomever ends up
Japanese with the intent of forcmg the
with the gizmo in his custody.
Allies' secrets from his lips. Either way,
After all, it's not like you can just
sitting back on your haunches is dull,
ship your jetbike across the ocean and
so if you' re not willing to boot your
hope it's going to work when it gets
hero off his duff, you can expect that
there.
your Guide will give him a not-so­
It won't.
gentle nudge for you .

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 "rOIU..J) "rAil II (jA))(jETS

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The aerial carrier is far and away the
largest and most amazing gadgeteering
feat ever accomplished. It's basically
the equivalent of a flying aircraft
carrier.
The main base of the carrier is just
over 100 yards long-a short runway
to be sure, but the catapult on flight
deck gives planes a good shove off.
Besides which, the carrier usually
hovers at least 3,000 feet in the air, so if
a plane doesn't get quite enough of a
push, it still has plenty of time to
correct for that before it gets anywhere
near the ground.
The main part of the carrier hangs
below the flight deck, including the

command and control center, which is
dead center in the middle of the
bottom of the carrier. This gives the
general in charge of the carrier the.
ability to survey the lands below hIm
at a glance and make his decisions
based upon split-second information
visible just outside the window.
The carrier hangs suspended
between four massive blimps, each of
which is equipped with a number of
huge helicopter rotors that keep the
Leviathan of the air aloft. The carrier is
therefore extremely vulnerable to anti­
aircraft fire; a single explosion of flak
could potentially send one of the
blimps up in flame, and it likely
wouldn't be too long after that before
the entire carrier went crashing down
after it. The beast might be able to limp
along with just three balloons for a
while, but not for very far.
The carrier has four decks beneath
the flight deck. The command deck is
the lowest of them all. This is where
the carrier's officers work, sleep and
eat. The operations deck is right above
that. This is where the day-to-day
~I/'
maintenance of the carrier and the
planes it houses is carried out. Thi~ is
also where the soldiers on the carner
bunk. The upper two decks are where
the carrier's planes and ordnance are
stored. The carrier can hold up to 25
aircraft at once, although, it's rarely
loaded to capacity.
Aerial carriers are so rare because
you need at least four gadgeteers to
keep one in tip-top shape, one for each
of the massive blimps that keep the
entire carrier afloat. These carriers are
often outfitted with other gadgets, each
of which requires a gadgeteer of its
own to maintain. Each country that
maintains one-currently limited to
Japan, Germany, and the United
States-only has so many gadgeteers.
This means that these countries have a
large percentage of their gadgeteers
concentrated on these crafts.

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 Aerial carriers are slow beasts
compared to the planes that they carry.
Even the fastest one, the Japanese
Genki, tops out at just over 40 mph. As
carriers, they are rarely directly
involved in battles. Instead, they are
platforms from which to launch raids
using the planes they carry.
The Liberty is the home base of Delta
Squadron. It's from this mobile station
that all Allied delta efforts are
coordinated. Much of the command
deck is actually given over to bunks
for the various deltas, while part of the
operations deck is set aside as a
training facility to help the deltas keep
their powers sharp.
The Germans prefer to have their
deltas scattered throughout their
forces, although one delta in particular
calls the llberkrieg his home. The
infamous Kapitan Krieg can be found
here when he's not called away on
some special mission, or to Berlin to
meet with Hitler. Mostly, the Germans
use their aerial carrier as a base from
which to launch air attacks against
Britain, although they're careful not to
get too close, for fear of losing such a
powerful piece in their chess game.
The Genki is home to many deltas,
although only of a particular sort.
Nearly all of the Japanese delta aces
call this their home, as do the now­
legendary delta kamikaze teams
consisting of a flyer carrying a bomber
to his hapless target. The Genki was the
first aerial carrier to see action. It was
actually used as one of the platforms
from which the Japanese bombed Pearl
Harbor on that fateful day in 1941.

AI<:RI111.. C11RIUIUlS
Vehicle Durability Pace Tum Size Armor Top Speed Range
Genki
Blimp 10/2 35 10 20 42 mph 500 miles
Carrier 20/4 35 10 25 20/- 42 mph 500 miles
Liberty
Blimp 10/2 30 10 20 36 mph 450 miles
Carrier 25/5 30 10 25 20/- 36 mph 450 miles
Uberkrieg
Blimp 10/2 25 12 21 30 mph 375 miles
Carrier 30/6 25 12 26 25/- 30 mph 375 miles

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Vehicle Fore Aft Port Starboard

Genki Two 127mm Two 127mm Two 127mm Two 127mm
Two 25mm Two 25mm Two 25mm Two 25mm
Liberty One 127mm One 127mm
Two 40 mm Two40mm Two40mm Two40mm
Three 20 mm Three 20 mm Three 20mm Three 20mm
Uberkrieg Four127mm
Two 25mm Two 25mm Four 25mm Four 25mm

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 'fORI..)) "TAR II (.A))(.E't'S

l\)II)IIIIIIf)IJ~ rll\~I{ The tank worked wonderfully. The

One of the greatest problems the
Allies had in this war was the number
of people they feared they'd lose in a
direct assault on the beaches of both
the German-held territory and the
Pacific islands claimed by the Japanese.
Boats that chugged up to the land were
easy targets for Axis soldiers, and the
losses were sure to be terrible.
An American gadgeteer by the name
of Mark Watanabe carne up with the
best solution: a mini-submarine that
carne complete with a set of retractable
tracks. In short, this was an
amphibious tank, also known as a
Platypus.
soldiers were loaded into the tank in a
transport, and the device was then
launched into the sea. When it reached
the shore, it was able to roll right onto
the sand and start firing, clearing the
way for the less-protected infantry
corning up behind it.
The Platypus has a crew of four. This
often includes the gadgeteer as one of
the gunners and an ace in the driver's
seat. If possible, a delta gunner is
positioned in the turret, leaving one
slot open for another gunman, delta or
otherwise. This vehicle is vulnerable
while submerged, as it has no way to
attack back. When under, the tank
relies on stealth to avoid foes instead.

A~IIJIIIIlIOIJS 'ILiNI{
Vehicle Durability Pace* Turn Size Armor Top Speed* Range
Platypus 20/4 30/12/7 8 16 15/- 36/15/8 mph 75 miles

*The numbers are for land/water/submerged

Guns: One 37mm (turret) and four Browning MGs (front, right, left, and up top)

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 1~1~llllY )ll'I{I~ll When put in operation, the ferry

One of the biggest obstacles armies
face in the course of traversing lands is
getting over or around bodies of water.
If one side blows up a bridge over a
river, getting across that river becomes
a real problem for the other side. It
could mean going hours or even days
out of the way-often through heavy
fighting-to find another route across.
That's where the ferry maker comes
in. This is an armored, amphibious
platform outfitted with four massive
harpoon launchers. These launchers
are situated right outside the ferry
maker's tracks, two on each side, one
to the front and one to the rear.
maker rolls up to a river bank and then
fires its rear harpoons, anchoring it to
the ground behind it. Alternatively,
these can be moored by hand by the
ferry maker's crew. The ferry maker
then'fireS-itSfront harpoons across the
river, embedding them in the ground
on the other shore.
Now firmly attached to either shore,
the ferry maker is ready to carry other
troops across the river. The platform is
35 feet long and 15 feet wide. It has a
fold-down ramp in the back to
accommodate other vehicles, and it can
carry up to a full-sized tank or dozens
of armed men, depending on how
tightly you want to pack them in.

li'I~IUIY MAllEIl
Vehicle Durability Pace* Turn Size Armor Top Speed* Range

Ferry Maker 20/4 30/10 8 15 15/- 36/12 mph 120 miles

*The numbers are for land/water

Guns: One 37mm (turret) and one Browning MGs (up top)

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 'fOllt» 'fllll II
The walls of the ferry maker only
extend about six feet up, so anything
that sticks up above that is exposed to
enemy fire. If the foe has a higher
vantage point, he will likely see
straight down onto the ferry maker's
platform and have a clear shot at
anything inside. For this reason, the
general strategy is to use the ferry
maker to get across armored vehicles
first and then use those vehicles'
weapons to provide cover for troops
following during later trips.
The ferry maker's tracks actually
extend paddles when in the water,
helping to move the contraption along.
The ferry maker also drops a propeller
behind it when in the water, to give it
an extra push, particularly at the
landing point, when the track paddles
must be brought back in again.
The ferry maker's pilot-often the
gadgeteer himself-runs the vehicle
from an annored tower in the rear.
He's partnered with a gunner in a
turret atop the tower. The turret has an
MS gun with a 360 0 angle of fire. Plus,
if the gunner pops open his hatch, he
has access to a Browning MG that can
fire straight up as well. This is usually
only used against aircraft which the
MS's angle of fire cannot reach.
Even with the ferry maker, getting
across a river can be a trying process.
Often the first people across once the
area has been cleared of hostiles are
members of the Army Corps of
Engineers, who then set to work
building a temporary bridge to ease
troop and equipment transport across
the water body.
Ferry makers are rare beasts, kept in
reserve until they are needed and then
moved on again thereafter. They are
usually airdropped where they're
needed and then retrieved at the
earliest convenience.
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S(~lli')IIII.. I~ll
As mentioned before, quality and
private communications are one of the
keys to the modern war effort. With
people like delta translators out there,
keeping the content of transmissions
secret has proved more difficult than
ever. The best solution to this is the
frequency scrambler.
In truth, this is not one device, but
two, each attached to a long-range
radio transmitter and receiver. Each
has been synchronized with the other
to rotate through a number of preset
frequencies on a preprogrammed basis.
This makes it impossible for a human
radio operator to keep up with, leaving
any delta translator who might be
listening in no more than a couple of
seconds of transmission to listen to-if
he's lucky.
These devices are very rare because
each one requires its own gadgeteer to
build and maintain. Often a country
will have all of its frequency
scramblers on the same rotation so that
they can communicate with each other.
If one of them were to fall into enemy
hands, though, the usefulness of the
entire system would be compromised.
As such, these gadgets are rarely put
directly into the field, and are always
heavily guarded.
It's possible to assign a new
frequency rotation to a set of
scramblers, but doing so takes time,
especially if the system has been
compromised (since it can't be used
itself during this time). It can be days
or even weeks before the system is
entirely restored . Still, the effort is
usually deemed more than worth it, as
when the system is working, it's an
invaluable asset to any war effort.
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Infrared goggles are common in
modern society, but in World War II,
such things just didn't exist. These
devices are literally before their time in
a Glory Days game. Yet they do exist.
IR goggles are fairly simple to use.
You just stick the goggles and their
accompanying helmet on your head
and turn them on. Suddenly you can
see into the infrared part of the light
spectrum. Heat gives off infrared
radiation, which means that these
goggles can see anything that gives off
heat, even on the darkest night. People,
running motors (on tanks, cars, or
whatever), and the like stick out like
sore thumbs, their forms glowing
against the surrounding darkness.
Infrared goggles can be fooled or
thrown off by things like heavy rain
(which can mask heat signatures) or
fire (which can overpower any nearby
heat sources). Still, they make a
valuable addition to any soldier's kit.
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Rocketry is in its infancy during
World War II, but gadgeteers have
always been a bit ahead of the curve.
In essence, the jetbike is a motorcycle
chassis suspended between and just
over two jet engines.
These devices are almost always
entrusted only to delta aces or some
other kind of delta. They are
exceedingly rare and delicate
machines, and they aren't given out to
just anybody.
Jetbikes can be hard to handle.
Flying one is not like scooting along on
one of the state-of-the-gadgeteering-art
hoverbikes in modern-day Brave New
World. A hoverbike is a tightly
engineered, high-tech machine that can
nearly turn on a dime. The jetbike, on
the other hand, is a barely tethered
beast; sometimes it seems like the rider
is lucky to simply hang on to the
handlebars as he roars across the sky,
and passengers fare even worse.
 Jetbikes are a lot more unstable than
other gadgeteering vehicles. People
who ride them are basically taking
their own lives in their hands. Since
the jetbike is mostly engine, you must
add +2 to the roll on the Vehicle
Critical Hits Table (see page 149 for
more on this).
A jetbike has plenty of thrust to
carry two passengers and even to tow
someone or something behind it. Of
course, the greater the tow load, the
slower the vehicle will go. Patriot, one
of the American deltas entrusted with
a jetbike, has actually been seen towing
Mrs. Liberty behind his ride on a set of
waterskis. This is, of course, extremely
dangerous, and such use of a jetbike­
if it could be ascertained by Delta
Squadron-would definitely not be
approved.
Jetbikes have landing gear that folds
down out of the bottom of the engines.
These have been known to jam, forcing
the rider to land on the engines
themselves. Most riders will go for a
water landing instead. The landing
gear also double as floaters which can
keep the jetbike afloat in smooth seas,
although rough water can quickly
swamp the craft.
Some jetbikes are still in use in
modern-day Brave New World,
although they are generally regarded
as nostalgic throwbacks to an earlier
day (albeit highly volatile ones). Still,
they're a lot more than just basic
transportation, no matter how you
think of them.
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Vehicle Durability Pace Tum Size Armor Top Speed
Jetbike 10/2 80 10
Guns: One Browning MG (front)
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The mobile fortress is a supertank,
the likes of which the world has never
seen before. This thickly armored,
slow-moving vehicle bristles with
weapons on all sides, including one
massive 127mm gun up front.
There are only four known mobile
fortresses in existence: the German
Essen (with a crew of 20), the English
Hadrian (with a crew of 12), the
American Knox (with a crew of 17),
and the Russian Mischa (with a crew of
20). See the tables on the following
page for all the vital stats for each
monstrosity. Besides a soldier behind
each gun, each tank has a driver and a
gadgeteer on board. The German and
Russian tanks also have a captain in
charge of the vehicle. On the American
and British fortresses, either the driver
or the gadgeteer doubles up as the
captain.
Mobile fortresses aren't terribly fast,
so they usually enter combat with an
escort of footsoldiers and smaller
armored vehicles. They are heavily
armored and can stand up to most
small-arms fire, but larger ordinance
could theoretically bring one down. It
hasn't yet happened that two of these
behemoths have encountered each
other on the field of battle, but it's
probably only a matter of time. The
Essen is usually in Germany, while the
Hadrian and Knox are currently in
North Africa. The Mischa is stationed
in Moscow.
Range
11 96 mph 150 miles
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Vehicle Durability Pace Turn Size Armor Top Speed Range

Essen 25/5 8 18 24 20/5 10 mph 150 miles
Hadrian 15/3 15 10 23 15/4 18 mph 250 miles
Knox 20/4 10 12 23 20/5 12 mph 200 miles
Mischa 25/5 8 18 24 20/5 10 mph 150 miles

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Vehicle Fore Aft Port Starboard

Essen Two 127mm
One flamethrower
FourMG 34 TwoMG34 FourMG 34 Four MG 34
Hadrian One 127mm
One flamethrower
Two Besa MG Two Besa MG Two Besa MG Two Besa MG
Knox Two 127mm
One flamethrower
Four Brownings Two Brownings Three Brownings Three Brownings
Mischa Three 127mm
One flamethrower
FourDTMG OneDTMG Four DTMG FourDTMG
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Most ground vehicles have one big
liability: they do a lot better on a road.
Tracked vehicles can do better than
those on tires in many off-road
situations, but when faced with a
good-sized trench or even a large rock,
they're stumped.
A German gadgeteer by the name of
Wilhelm Johanson came up with the
idea of making a tank tha t walked on
two feet instead of crawling along on
tracks. He called it a "panzerklage,"
which translates into English as
"tanksuit."
Tanksuits are currently in operation
in just about every country involved in
the war. They are relatively easy to
transport, able to actually climb onto
the back of a heavy truck themselves
and then off at the other end of the
trip. Each requires its own gadgeteer,
or course, but many of these suits are
operated by delta aces or other highly
trained and qualified drivers, while the
tinkerer stays safe back at the base.
A tanksuit looks like a good-sized
robot with a driver sitting in the
cockpi t in the thing's chest, his head
sticking up into the machine's helmet.
The arms are operated by the driver's
arms being placed into motivator
sleeves, and the legs are moved by the
driver stepping on a set of pedals
benea th his feet.
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Vehicle Durability Pace Tum Size Armor Top Speed
Tanksuit 15/3 20 3 11
Guns: One Browning MG (front)
Weapon Type Defensive Bonus
Tanksuit fist +2
Tanksuit kick
Most tanksuits are equipped with a
machine-gun over the suit's left
shoulder, although this can be replaced
with a flamethrower. This is fired by a
trigger in the driver's motivator glove.
The glove is also used to open and
close the rough hands a t the end of the
suit's arms. These are incapable of
delicate operations, but a tanksuit
driver rarely worries about subtlety.
The tanksuit is a loud, rumbling
beast. It's powered by a diesel engine
mounted on its back, right behind
where the driver sits. Most drivers
wear headphones while the tanksuit is
moving. These allow them to get
orders from their commanding officer,
and they also protect their ears from
the noise of the engine and the
machine-gun. Sure, they can't hear
anything around them, but chances are
tha t they'd never hear anything short
of an explosion over the tanksuit's
engine, anyway.
Tanksuits don't just walk. They can
use their arms and legs to climb over
obstacles as well. At a weight of about
two tons, the driver has to be careful
when climbing that he doesn't place
the suit on top of something that can't
support its weight. A tanksuit has the
equivalent Strength of 10d6, making it
a match for just about any delta in
close combat as well, although its
mechanics are slow enough that most
drivers prefer the machine-gun .
Range
10/3 24 mph 200 miles
Quickness Damage
2 Strength+5
2 Strength+5

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"T1111 IS III~I..I.. !
Welcome to the first new combat The Size Table in Brave New World is
rules section to ever appear in a Brave fine for most purposes, but there are
New World supplement. The combat some extremely large machines of war
rules in the Brave New World rulebook in use in Glory Days. To help you out,
do a pretty good job of covering most we've extended the table here.
of the different kinds of things that can
come up during modern-day urban
I~X'I'I~NJ)I~J) SIZI~
combat. Glory Days, however, is all
about World War II, which changes
Size Typical Weight Examples
things quite a bit.
24 500 tons
This chapter gives you a few
25 800 tons Aerial carrier
alternatives for handling combat
26 1,300 tons
involving vehicles, plus we have
27 2,000 tons
complete profiles for many of the
28 3,000 tons
various weapons and vehicles used in
29 5,000 tons
World War II. This alone should give
30 8,000 tons
you plenty of ways for the heroes to
31 13,000 tons
ruin their enemies' days-or vice
32 20,000 tons
versa. If you need more data on certain
33 30,000 tons Aircraft carrier
things, just run on down to your local
34 50,000 tons
library, and do a little research.

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The current rules for vehicular
combat pretty much assume the
combatants are in standard vehicles
(like cars). We're going to extend that a
bit here with some new details.
The current system of keeping track
of damage to a car is fine, but it starts
to fall apart when you're dealing with
really big vehicles. To help with that,
tryout this new system.
Each vehicle still has a Durability
listed as X/Yo X is the total number of
wounds the vehicle can take before
being destroyed. Each time the vehicle
takes Y wounds, you must add + 1 to
the Target Number of any rolls made
to operate it.
Here's a new wrinkle. Every time
the vehicle takes Y wounds, you also
have to roll on that vehicle type's
Critical Hits Table. Land vehicles are
classified as either wheeled or tracked.
If a vehicle has any tracks at all, it
qualifies as a tracked vehicle.
Boats come in two different
varieties: ship-for surface-going
boats-and submarines. In the case of
amphibious vehicles, you should use
the table that aligns with the way the
vehicle is being used at the time. A
sub, that's cruising on the surface, for
instance, would use the Ship Critical
Hits Table. Aircraft are classified as
either fighters or bombers. If the
aircraft carries bombs, it's a bomber.
Otherwise, you should consider it a
fighter.
Note that any explosions that
happen inside a craft ignore armor.
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Id6 Result
1 Near Miss: Nothing happens.
2 Windshield Shattered: Add +3
to the Target Number of
anything having to do with
looking through the broken
windshield.
3 Wheel Blows: The wheel nearest
the attacker blows out. Add
+3 to all driving rolls.
4 I'm Hit! Roll damage for the last
attack again and apply it to a
random passenger.
5 Engine Hit: The vehicle stops
working.
6 Gas Tank Explodes: The vehicle
explodes into flames. All
inside take lOd6+20 points of
massive damage. The Blast
Radius is 3.
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Id6 Result
1 Near Miss: Nothing happens.
2 Windshield Shattered: Add +3
to the TN of anything having
to do with looking through
the broken windshield.
3 Track Damaged: The track
nearest the attacker falls off.
Add +5 to all driving rolls.
4 I'm Hit! Roll damage for the last
attack again and apply it to a
random passenger.
5 Engine Hit: The vehicle quits.
6 Gas Tank Explodes: All inside
take lOd6+20 points of
massive damage, but they get
the benefit of the vehicle's
armor. The Blast Radius is 3.

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It used to be that the vehicles moved
in order, the fastest vehicles going first.
Here, the operators of each vehicle
must make a vehicle-handling skill roll
(driving, boating, or piloting). The
operator with the lowest result must
go first, then the next lowest, and so on
until everyone has moved.
In case of a tie, the tied operators
make vehicle-handling rolls again to
break the tie. This roll is used only to
break the tie and does not replace the
original vehicle-handling roll.
C~IlllSI~S
Chases are a vital part of any
vehicular combat. After all, it's when
you have your target in your forward
sights that you know you have him.
In any chase, there's the chaser and
the chasee. To become a chaser, you
must be in a 90° cone directly to the
chasee's rear at the end of a turn. On
the next turn, before anyone moves a
vehicle or makes a piloting roll, you
declare that you're chasing the craft in
front of you.
The chaser and the chasee then each
make their vehicle-handling skill rolls
and subtract their vehicle's Size from
the result. If the chasee's total is the
highest or equal to his foe's, then he's
shaken the tail. This means that all
craft move normally throughout the
turn, with one exception; the chaser
must move before the chasee does.
If the chaser's total is greater than
the chasee's total, the chaser has
successfully managed to tail the
chasee. This means that the chaser
must then move after the chasee.
A successful chaser does not have to
follow the chasee, just move after him.
If the chaser ends up behind the chasee
again, he can declare that he wants to
chase that same chasee again. The
procedure is the same as before.
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 NElf (~()~IIIA'1'
Ili'~I~IIN c.
Sometimes, there's nothing left to do
but try to ram your foe and go out in a
blaze of glory.
If you want to ram another vehicle
with your own, all you have to do is
catch up to it and smack into it with
your vehicle. The target of the ram has
a chance to dodge the attack, though.
When a ram is about to occur, both
operators make a vehicle-handling roll
and subtract the size of their vehicles.
The operator with the highest total gets
the result he wants. Ties go to the
defender.
If the rammer misses, he is free to
continue with the rest of his move.
Move the rammer through his target as
if it's not there. If the rammer doesn't
have enough movement to clear the
target, it is forced forward and stops
just past the target.
If the rammer hits, both vehicles
take damage from the crash like
normal.
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When a vehicle crashes, it takes
Id6+5 points of damage for every
5 Pace the vehicles were moving at,
relative to each other. If the target of a
ram has yet to move, assume that it
was traveling at the same Pace as last
turn. For this purpose, the rammer is
moving at either his current Pace or
what he was moving at last turn,
whichever is faster.
For more realistic damage, total up
the damage suffered by the two
vehicles, and divide that number by
the total of the two vehicle's Sizes.
Then each operator takes that number
and multiplies it by his opponent's
Size to see how much damage his own
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vehicle takes.
Example: A jeep rams a panzer
at a relative speed of 100 mph.
This does 20d6+100 points of
damage. The roll comes out as 16,
so the damage is 116 points. The
total damage done is double that;
232 points. The jeep's Size is 11
and the panzer's is 19. The total
Size is 30. 50,232730=7.73
points. The jeep takes (19 x 7.73=)
147 points of damage, while the
panzer takes (11 x 7.73=) 85
points of damage.
The jeep's Armor is 10/-, so
137 points of damage rip through.
This is enough for 12 wounds to
the jeep. It will have to make three
critical hit rolls.
The panzer's Armor is 20/4, so
65 points of damage get through.
This is enough to do 3 wounds to
the panzer. The armor absorbs one
wound, leaving two for the panzer.
This isn't even enough to force a
critical hit roll.
So much for the jeep.
When a vehicle is severely damaged,
the occupants may very well take
damage, too. For every critical hit a
vehicle takes, everyone in the car takes
Id6+5 points of damage. In the
example above, the occupants of the
jeep would each take 3d6+15 points of
damage, while the people in the
panzer would be just fine.
This rule assumes the passengers are
strapped in normally. If this isn't the
case, the Guide should feel free to
increase the amount of damage, or
even rule that the people inside the car
are thrown free from the wreck.
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 NEW (~()MIIA'I' IUJJ.. I~S
Iu')IIIu'ZI~
So how did those kamikaze pilots
take out entire battleships with a ram?
Well, for one thing, they were going a
lot faster than 100 mph. For another,
the damage from the crash wasn't all
that they did.
Most kamikaze pilots did enough
damage to their crafts to pretty much
ensure it was going to blow up, doing
even more damage to the ship. And if
that did enough damage to cause the
ship a critical hit, then they'd done
their job.
We didn't talk much in the Brave
New World rulebook about how the
terrain a landed vehicle moves over
affects how it moves. It's a pretty
simple concept: the rougher the terrain,
the more slowly the vehicle moves.
These rules apply to heroes as well.
Smooth terrain is just what it sounds
like: smooth and easy to travel. It has
no effect upon movement.
Rough terrain is regular land that
has not been smoothed over or is
unstable, like sand. Most untended
fields would qualify. Moving over 1" of
rough terrain costs 2 points of Pace.
Broken terrain is rugged stuff for
sure. It's full of all sorts of hazards
(like holes and large rocks), to give the
hero headaches. Moving over 1" of
rough terrain costs 3 points of Pace.
Unpassable terrain is just that. Of
course, exactly what's unpassable
depends on who's doing the moving.
For instance, a soldier can climb over a
lot of obstacles that would stop a tank
in its tracks.
It's the Guide's call as to what is
unpassable, and for who.
BUY aenONDS
Tracked vehicles are made to handle
difficult terrain. When in a tracked
vehicle, you can treat the terrain as if
it's one class better than it is (treat
broken terrain as rough, and treat
rough terrain as smooth). The only
exception is unpassable terrain; tracks
have no effect on that.
Air combat is also pretty much like
land combat, with a couple caveats.
First, an aircraft can only decelerate
-1 Pace stage every turn.
Second, you need to keep track of
altitude with planes. A plane can move
up or down as much as it likes, but it
must move forward while doing so.
For every 1" it goes up or down, it
must move at least 1" forward.
For simplicity's sake, you can ignore
Pythagorus. When counting the range
between two targets a t differing
altitudes, figure out the altitude
difference and then add that to the
distance between them, as if they were
both sitting on the ground. Or if you
have a calculator handy, you can figure
the correct distance, if you like.
Third, an airplane really shouldn't
come to a dead stop without landing.
When it does, that's called a stall. The
aircraft falls straight down at a Pace of
125 or 150 mph. It must move this
entire distance each turn. To recover
from a stall, the pilot make a
Challenging (10) piloting: airplane roll.
Some pilots wanting to dive quickly
have been known to purposefully stall
their plane and then recover from the
dive once they reach the altitude
they're looking for. But this trick is
recommended only for skilled pilots.

 NI~"T (~()MlJlrl' IUJI.,t:S

liN'rI -liIll(~lliil~'r I~Illl~

If you like, you can simply roll the
dice for each gun firing flak into the air
in the middle of a battlefield, but this
can be pretty tedious. Here's a simpler
way. At the start of every round that a
plane is flying through flak, have the
pilot make an Easy (5) piloting roll. If
the roll is failed, the plane has been hit
by flak. At the Guide's discretion, this
number can be moved up or down,
depending on how thick the flak is. If
the plane is going in over a heavily
defended area, the roll could easily be
booted up to Challenging (10) .

Sea combat works pretty much like

land combat, with a few exceptions.
A boat can only decelerate -1 Pace
stage every turn. There are no brakes
on a seacraft, and stopping quickly
isn't nearly as easy as on the ground. 'rC)IIIJI~I)C)I~S

SIJlI)llillINI~S Torpedoes are basically propeller­

As with aircraft, when dealing with
a submarine, you must keep careful
track of its altitude-or in this case,
depth-at all times. In effect, a sub has
two Pace stages it has to worry about at
the same time. The first handles the
sub moving forward and backward
and turning, while the second concerns
moving up and down in the water.
A sub can accelerate or decelerate up
and down its Pace stages as it likes, but
the combination of its two current
Paces can never be more than its listed
Pace. For instance, a sub with a Pace of
8 could move 3" up and 5" ahead with
no problems. Subs accelerate in half­
Pace steps vertically, and full-Pace steps
horizontally.
driven bombs that explode upon
impact. In World War II, they didn't
have the sophisticated guidance of
most modern-day weapons, and many
of them missed. Torpedoes were
therefore most effectively used against
immobile or large and slow-moving
targets.
To fire a torpedo, the pilot of the sub
or airplane letting the weapon loose
must line its nose (or its prow, in the
case of a sub with a rear-firing tube) in
a straight line toward the target. Use
the captain or pilot's shooting skill
(whomever gives the order to fire or
actually pushes the release button).
That's pretty much it. The firer then
just sits back and hopes that the
torpedo manages to find it's target.

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 Nlnr (~()j)IIIA'I'
As with anti-aircraft weapons, you
could actually roll dice for every depth
charge dropped into the sea, but this
can quickly become boring. Here's a
quick system to make things easy for
you.
At the start of every round tha t a
submarine is targeted by depth
charges, the captain makes an Easy (5)
boating: submarine roll. If the roll is
failed, the sub has been hit by a depth
charge.
At the Guide's discretion, the Target
Number for the boating: submarine roll
can be moved up or down, depending
on how many depth charges are being
dropped at once. If the sub is cruising
in under a heavily defended area, this
roll could easily be bumped up to
Challenging (10).
In the end, war is about beating
your enemy, and this often involves
the use of weapons to kill people. We
covered a lot of different weapons in
the Brave New World rulebook, but
there are many more available in
World War II. Here are some rules on
how to handle them.
liN'!'I -liIII.(~IIAI~'I'
"TI~liIJ()NS
Establishing air superiority over an
enemy nation is a crucial component of
modern warfare. To prevent that from
happening, many nations came up
with anti-aircraft weapons to knock
their foes' planes straight out of the air
and keep the skies over their homes
free from fighters and bombers.
Il(JLI~S
Hitting an opposing aircraft with a
bullet can be done, but it's not easy.
When a fighter screams overhead at
several hundred miles an hour, only a
lucky shot is going to do much
damage. To even up the odds, the
weapons makers came up with anti­
aircraft (AA) fire, also known as flak.
Flak is shrapnel released by an
explosive shell thrown high into the air
by an anti-aircraft gun. This works
pretty much like a grenade launcher, if
you want to bother with working out
single shots. We recommend the easy
rules on page 153 instead.
An anti-aircraft (or flak) shell blows
out shrapnel just as described in the
Brave New World rulebook. In the first
blast radius, each target is hit with 1d6
pieces of shrapnel. In the second blast
radius, the number of pieces drops to
1d6-2. In the third, it becomes 1d6-4.
Each piece of shrapnel from a flak
shell does 5d6+5 points of damage.
This is in addition to any damage from
the explosion itself.
II())IIIS
In World War II, letting a bomb
loose wasn't as easy as it is today.
There weren't any cameras mounted
on the bombs allowing the bombardier
to perform real-time steering as it flew
toward its target, nor were there any
lasers to guide them home. Instead, the
poor soldiers in the belly of the plane
let the bombs loose by flying over an
area and guessing when they were in
the right place for the thing to drop
onto its target. Not exactly "precision
bombing."
When a hero is in charge of
dropping a bomb, she should use her
artillery skill. This is not a straight line
he's shooting in, after all.
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 NI~"T (~()MIIll'1'
Flamethrowers really appeared in
World War II, and they made one heck
of an impression. A flamethrower is
basically a tank full of a gasoline and
oil mix with a pressure tank for forcing
the flammable mix out an adjustable
nozzle at the end of a hose.
To make such an attack, the hero
picks a target and then pulls the
weapon's trigger. This is a shooting
attack. A long burst of flame arcs
toward the target. This is an area-effect
attack, so if you miss, check for
deviation.
Once you figure out where the
attack hit, draw a straight line between
the hero and that location. Everything
within 2" (six yards) of the location
that was hit, and everything within 1"
(three yards) to either side of the attack
is affected by the flames.
Anyone touched by the flames is
automatically damaged by them. Roll
once for damage for the entire attack,
no matter how many targets there may
be. This is, of course, massive damage.
Targets that aren't entirely engulfed by
the flames take damage only to
exposed parts. Which locations are hit
is ultimately the Guide's call.
The flames dissipate immediately,
but they may have ignited other things
that can continue to burn. If the fire
does a wound to anything flammable,
it ignites. See the rules in the Brave New
World rulebook for how to deal with
this.
These rules can be used for the hot
shot power package as well-at the
Guide's discretion, of course. This
makes the hot shot a bit more
powerful, since he can hit multiple
targets at once, but it also makes him
that much more of a target on the
battlefield.
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Most heavy guns had several uses as
manufactured. For one, they could fire
in three different ways: anti-aircraft,
anti-tank, and indirect fire .
With anti-aircraft fire, the gun
simply threw a fused explosive shell
up into the air and hoped the shrapnel
would score a hit upon a plane flying
overhead. This uses the artillery skill.
See the previous page for more on this.
With anti-tank fire, the gun fired a
solid shell which sometimes contained
a limited secondary bust effect. The
gun was fired along a direct line to the
target, like a giant rifle. This action
requires the shooting skill. Anti-tank
shells are designed to pierce armor, of
course. They are all AP 10.
With indirect fire, the gun operator
lobs an explosive shell up and over
anything between it and the target.
Once the shell lands, it explodes on
contact, just like when firing at a tank.
This use of the weapon requires the
artillery skill. These are usually the
same as the anti-tank shells, but they
don't have to be. If not, their damage is
like an anti-aircraft shell, including the
shrapnel.
The Range Increment of a heavy gun
is listed as two numbers separated by a
slash. Use the first number when the
gun is being used for direct fire. The
second number is for indirect or anti­
aircraft fire.
Heavy guns must be mounted on
something. Even a goliath can't
effectively fire one on his own. (Even if
he could manage to heft the thing into
his arms, the recoil would knock him
flat-and probably senseless. )
Many heavy guns listed in this book
can be found mounted on a tank,
aircraft, or boat. They are also often
found mounted on a set of wheels with
 NE"r C~OMnl\,I'
a trailer hitch. These mobile guns can
be towed into place by a large vehicle
and then unlimbered. A goliath might
be able to move a mobile gun a short
distance on his own, but never very
far. These things are heavy.
The listed Quickness of a heavy gun
is only used when the gun has to be
aimed at a different spot. Once a heavy
gun is in place and aimed upon a
target, it can fire on full auto without
any delays between shots.
I..ANI) ~IINI~S
Land mines were used extensively
during World War II, and many
soldiers lost their legs or lives to them.
Whenever a hero walks into an area
that's been mined, he has a chance of
setting one off. The chance depends on
how densely the area has been mined,
as shown on the table below.
AVOIl)lN(. MINI~S
Mine Density Target Number
Thin 5
Medium 10
Thick 15
At the start of every round the hero
is in the minefield, he must make a
perception roll with the Target Number
listed on the table. If this roll is failed,
the hero activates a mine.
The Guide should feel free to adjust
the Target Number as she sees fit. A
bunch of soldiers engaged in a firefight
are going to have a harder time
avoiding mines than a man who takes
his time to pick his way carefully
through the treacherous landscape.
There are two main types of land
mines: the standard and the bouncing
betty. The standard mine goes off just
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like a regular explosive at the hero's
feet. A bouncing betty, on the other
hand, leaps into the air before
exploding, which accounts for its much
higher Blast Radius.
If the hero has a map of where the
mines are in an area, add +10 to his
roll. (It's possible he could hit a stray,
but not likely.)
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Machine-guns are traditionally
mounted on vehicles or tripods. In
some vehicles, the guns are fed by a
box full of ammo. In other cases, the
gun is fed by a belt of ammunition.
The entry listed under Shots for each
machine-gun says "Varies." This refers
to vehicle-mounted machine-guns with
a large ammo supply. The number
after the slash tells you how many
rounds a tripod-mounted machine-gun
can typically fire before reloading.
Most battles will be over long before
a vehicle-mounted machine-gun ever
runs out of ammo. The real problem is
with jamming.
As a machine-gun is fired, the barrel
grows hotter from the friction of the
bullets passing through it. After a
while, the heat causes the barrel to
expand to the point that a bullet can no
longer pass through it. At this point,
the gun jams.
The first action a machine-gun is
fired on full auto-more than three
shots in an action-don't worry about
this. Every consecutive action after that
in which the gun is fired on full auto,
roll a die. If you get a I, the gun jams.
This can be cleared with an Easy (5)
weaponsmith roll. If the hero doesn't fire
the gun on full auto for a full round, it
cools off, and the jam die doesn't have
to be rolled.
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A mortar is a smaller version of a
heavy gun, one that can easily be
picked up and moved by a single
person. It's planted down in place, and
the trajectory toward the target is
calculated. The shell is then dropped
into the mortar, and comes screaming
back out toward its target.
To fire a mortar, the hero must use
the artillery skill. Mortar shells are
pretty much like the standard indirect­
fire shells used with heavy guns. They
don' t have any armor piercing ability,
but they do fire off shrapnel. Each
piece of shrapnel does Sd6+S points of
damage.
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Mines were as much a problem in
the water as they were in the land, and
they were usually much more
explosive. It was a lot easier, after all,
to plant and hide a mine in the middle
of the ocean than it was to bury a
bunch of them in a field.
It's more difficult to cover an area as
vast as the sea with mines, but many
of them were achlally magnetic, drawn
to their targets' metal hulls. Whenever
a ship wanders into a minefield,
consult the Avoiding Mines Table to
determine what happens.
captain should make a boating roll at
the specified Target Number to avoid
the mines. If he succeeds, his ship is
safe. Otherwise, it's hit by a single
mine.
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Weapons are made by certain
countries, and they tend to be used
exclusively by that country's armed
forces, but that's not always true. The
Allies traded among each other, and
the Axis countries did the same. In a
pinch, captured armaments were also
drafted into service by both sides.
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Armor is listed as a single number
for the vehicles in this book, although
it should be obvious that every vehicle
has its weak points. Tanks, for
instance, have up to 5 points less
armor covering their bellies, making
them more susceptible to land mines.
Similarly, the deck of a boat often has
up to 5 or even 10 points less than the
sides of the hull. It's the Guide's call as
to where the vulnerable spots are on
any given vehicle.

Weapon Type
Defensive Bonus Quickness Damage
Bayonet*
+1 1 Strength+3
Billy club*
+1 1 Strength+1
Dagger*
+1 1 Strength+2
Katana V
+2 1 Strength+6
Knife, military*
+1 1 Strength+3
Saber*
+2 1 Strength+S
Tanto V
+1 1 Strength+3
Wakizashi v
+1 1 Strength+4
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Rate of Range Burst
Weapon Type Action Ammo Shots Quickness Fire Increment Damagei! Radius
Heavy Guns
2#, Auto 2# Varies 3 6 10/20 10d6+5 3
3" Howitzer' Auto 3" Varies 3 6 20/100 10d6+15 3
3.5"§ Auto 3.5" Varies 3 6 20/100 10d6+18 3
6#' Auto 6# Varies 3 6 10/20 10d6+7 3
25# Howitzer' Auto 87.6mrn Varies 3 6 20/100 10d6+17 3
20mrn* Auto 20mrn Varies 3 6 10/20 10d6+5 3
25mm* Auto 25mrn Varies 3 6 10/20 10d6+6 3
37mm* Auto 37mrn Varies 3 6 10/20 10d6+8 3
40mm* Auto 40mrn Varies 3 6 15/50 10d6+8 3
47mrn' Auto 47mrn Varies 3 6 15/50 10d6+9 3
50mrn§ Auto 50mrn Varies 3 6 15/50 lOd6+10 3
77mrn§ Auto 77mrn Varies 3 6 20/100 lOd6+15 3
88mmo Auto 88mm Varies 3 6 20/ 100 10d6+18 3
100mm* Auto 100mm Varies 4 6 20/100 lOd6+20 3
127mrn* Auto 127mm Varies 4 6 20/100 lOd6+25 3
151/2Q§ Auto 20mm Varies 3 6 10/20 lOd6+5 3
Bofors" Auto 40mrn 4 3 4 15/50 10d6+10 3
M-40° Auto 76.2mm Varies 3 6 20/100 10d6+15 3
M1935° Auto 45mrn Varies 3 6 15/50 10d6+9 3
M2s Auto 75mrn Varies 3 6 20/100 10d6+15 3
M3$ Auto 75mrn Varies 3 6 20/100 10d6+15 3
M5 s Auto 37mm Varies 3 6 10/20 10d6+7 3
ShVAK-20§ Auto 20mrn Varies 3 6 10/20 10d6+5 3
Type 90v Auto 57mm Varies 3 6 15/50 10d6+1l 3
Type 94v Auto 37mrn Varies 3 6 10/20 10d6+7 3
"Anti-aircraft shells have shrapnel. Each piece does Sd6+S extra points of damage.
Anti-tank shells are A P 10
Mortars
50mm Mortar* Mortar 50mrn 4 1 50 10d6+10 3
60mm Mortar Mortar 60mm 4 1 50 lOd6+12 3
Machine-guns
.303'A Auto .303 Var./30 1 9 10 6d6+7
.50S8 Auto .50 Var./100 1 9 10 6d6+10
6.5mrnVA Auto 6.5mm Var./30 1 9 10 6d6+3
7.7mrnVA Auto 7.7mm Var. /30 1 9 10 6d6+8
7.92mrn§£A Auto 7.92mrn Var./50 1 9 10 6d6+8
8mmtA Auto 8mrn Var. / 50 1 9 10 6d6+8
15 mrn£1l Auto 15mm Var./IOO 1 9 10 6d6+11
DTMGoA Auto 7.62mm Var. /50 1 9 10 6d6+7
M1919A4 sA Auto .30 Var./50 1 9 10 6d6+7
M1938°8 Auto 12.7mrn Var./IOO 1 9 10 6d6+10
AThis light machine-gun can be used as a two-handed weapon by a hero with a Strength of 4 or more.
"This heavy machine-gun can be used as a two-handed weapon by a hero with a Strength of 8 or more.
Submachine-Gunsc
M1941° Auto 7.62mrn 20 or 50 1 6 5 5d6+4
Schmeisser MP40§ Auto 9mm 32 1 6 5 5d6+5
Sten' Auto 9mm 32 1 6 5 5d6+5
Thompsons Auto .45 20 or 50 1 6 5 5d6+8
'These are two-handed weapons

'American. 'British. 'French. §German . 'Italian . 'Japanese. °Russian 'Ge neric weapon in use by any force.

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Rate of Range Burst

Weapon Type Action Ammo Shots Quickness Fire Increment Damage Radius
Rifles
Arisaka Model 38' Bolt 6.5mm 5 2 10 6d6+3
Arisaka Model 38' Bolt 7.7mm 5 2 1 10 6d6+8
BAR' Auto .30 20 1 6 10 6d6+7
FG42! Auto 7.92rrun 20 1 6 10 6d6+8
Garand MP Auto .30 8 1 3 10 6d6+7
G4}§ Auto 7.92mm 10 1 3 10 6d6+8
Lee Enfield' Bolt .303 10 2 10 6d6+7
Mauser Gew 98' Bolt 7.92rrun 5 2 1 10 6d6+8
Moison M1891-30° Bolt 7.62rrun 5 2 10 6d6+7
Moison M1944° Bolt 7.62mm 5 1 5 6d6+7
SpringfieldS Bolt .30-06 5 2 1 10 6d6+8
Tokarev M1940° Auto 7.62mm 10 3 10 6d6+7
Winchester M2' Auto .30 15 or 30 6 5 6d6+7
Pistols
Berreta' Auto 9mm 1 1 5 5d6+5
Colt M191P Auto .45 8 1 1 5 5d6+8
Enfield No. 2' Revolver .38 6 1 5 5d6+5
Luger 08' Auto 9rrun 8 1 5 5d6+5
Mauser! Auto 7.63rrun 9 1 1 5 5d6+3
Nambu' Auto 8mm 7 1 5 5d6+4
Servicel Revolver 8mm 6 1 5 5d6+4
Smith & Wesson s Revolver .45 6 1 5 5d6+8
Tokarevo Auto 7.62rrun 9 1 1 5d6+3
Walther P-38' Auto 9mm 10 1 1 5 5d6+5
Walther PPK' Auto 9mm 7 1 1 5 5d6+5
Webley' Revolver .45 6 1 1 5 5d6+8
Miscellaneous
4.5"Launcher* Rocket 4.5" 60 3 60 50 lOd6+23 3
82mm Rocket* Rocket 1 2 1 50 10d6+16 3
90# Rocket* Rocket 1 2 1 50 10d6+25 3
100# Bomb*D Bomb 1 2 1 100 10d6+25 5
250# Bomb*D Bomb 1 2 100 20d6+63 10
500# Bomb*D Bomb 2 100 20d6+125 15
650# Sea Mine* Mine 1 1 1 20d6+163 15
1,000# Bomb*D Bomb 1 2 1 100 20d6+250 20
1,500# Sea Mine* Mine 1 1 1 20d6+375 25
1,500# Torpedo* Torpedo 1 2 1 100 20d6+375 25
2,000# Torpedo* Torpedo 1 2 1 100 20d6+500 30
Antipersonnel Mine*D Mine 1 1 10d6+10 5
Antitank Mine* Mine 1 1 1 10d6+15 3
Bouncing Betty*D Mine 1 1 1 10d6+10 5
Concussion Grenade* Thrown 1 1 1 5 1Od6+10 3
Depth Charge* Dropped 1 1 10 2Od6+50 10
Flamethrower* Flamethrower Fuel 20 2 1 3 5d6
Frag Grenade*D Thrown 1 1 1 5 lOd6+10 3
Katyusha LauncherO Rocket 75mm 36 3 36 5 lOd6+15 3

'American. Cflritish. IFrench. 'German . 'Italian. 'Japanese. °Russian 'Generic weapon in use by any force .
"This weapon features shrapnel doing Sd6+S points of damage.
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Durability Pace Tum Size Armor Top Speed Range F Crew

Aichi D3Al Val' 10/2 175 W 14 210 mph 913 miles 2
Arms: Pilot: 1\vo 7.7mm MGs (SOD fOLmds each), one 500# bomb, and two 100# bombs.
Gunner: One 7.7 MG (S ~'---_ _
AvroLancasterC 20 / 4 208 14 18 250mph 1,750miles 7
Arms: Pilot: Two .303 MGs (300 rounds each). Dorsal gunner: Two .303 MGs (300 rounds each).
Rear ~nner : Four .303 MGs (300 rounds each). Bombers: Up to 18,000# of bombs .
BoeIng B-17 Flying Fortress' 20/4 239 14 18 287 mph 1,800 miles 10
Arms: Chin gunner: Two .50 MGs (300 rounds ~h) . Ventral gunner: 1Wo .50 MGs (300 rounds each).
Dorsal gunner: Two .50 MCs (300 rounds each). Tail gunner: 1Wo .50 MGs (300 rounds each). Right cheek
gunner: One .50 MG (300 rounds). Left cheek gunner: One .50 MG (300 rounds). Right waist gunner: One
. MG roun). Left waist gunner: One .50 MG Up to 17 bmnbIi.
Consolidated PBY Catalinas 15/3 158 12 16 189 mph 2,990 miles 9
Arms: Right waist gunner: One .50 MG (300 rounds). Left waist gunner: One .50 MG (300 rounds).
Bow gunner: One .30 MG (500 rounds). Ventral gunner: One .30 MG (500 rounds) . Bomber: Up to
2,500# of bombs, two 1,500 tor edoes, or four 325# depth charges. Can land in water.
Fairey Swordfish 10/2 104 9 13 125 mph 546 miles 2
Arms: Pilot: One .303 MG (300 rounds) and one 1,500# torpedo, one 1,500# sea mine
1,500tI Q G """..................w,&l>L._ _ __

Focke-Wulf 190' 10/ 2 333 10 14 400 mph 525 miles 1

Arms: Two 20mm guns (250 rounds each), two 7.92mm MGs (475 rounds per gun),
and one 1,000# bomb.
nvushin 0-2 Shtunnovik<> 10/2 208 10 14 250 mph 469 miles 1
Arms: Two 20mm guns (75 rounds each), two 7.62mm MGs (500 rounds each),
and ei hi 82mm rockets or 900# of bombs. _ _ _ __
Junkers 52/3m' 15/ 3 141 12 16 170 mph 683 miles 3/17
Arms: Four 7.92 MGs (250 rounds each) .
Junkers 87 Stuka 15/3 183 11 15 220 mph 400 milt!S 2
Arms: Pilot: Two 7.92mm MGs (1,000 rounds each), one 1,DOOt# bomb, and four 100# bombs.
nn : 7.9 M (150 s .
Messerschmitt 109" 10/ 2 250 9 13 300 mph 410 miles 1
Arms: Two 20mm guns (60 rounds each) and two 7.92 MGs (500 rounds each ~,,-. _ __
Messerschmitt 11(}' 15/3 25 11 15 310 mph 510 miles 3
Arms: Pilot Two 20mm guns (180 roWids each) and four 7.92mm MGs (1,000 rounds each).
ner: On .92mm ro ).
10/ 2 217 9 13 260 mph 1,161 miles 1
=.;:>......(60 rounds each) two 7.7m.m MGs (500 rounds each) and two 100# bombs.
Nakajima BSN Kate 111/2 166 10 14 200 mph 608 miles 3
Pilot 1,500# of bombs or one 1,500# to er: One 7.7mm MG round .
North American P-51 10/ 2 342 10 410 mph 950 miles 1
Mustangs Arms: Six .50 MG .;;;.;;..
s _ __
Petlyakov Pe-2° 15/3 250 11 15 300 mph 932 miles 3
Arms: Pilot: One 12.7mm MG (250 rounds), one 7.62mm MG (500 rounds), up t 2,250# of bombs.
Dorsal gunner: One 12.7mm MG (250 rounds) and one 7.62mm MG (500 rounds).
Ventral gwm 0 12.7mm MG 250 lYJ.IDQIj)
Fiat G.55 Freccia t 10/ 2 244 9 13 293 mph 620 miles 1
Arms: Two 12.7mm MGs (250 rounds each) .
Supermanne Spitfire' 10/2 283 10 14 340 mph 395 miles 1

Alms: Ei ht .303 Gs $.300 ro ch

Yakolev Yak-1 ° 10 / 2 271 9 13 325 mph 435 miles 1

Arms: One 20mm gun (120 rounds), two 7.62mm MGs (375 rounds each), and six 82mm rockets.

' American. 'British. 'French . §German. 'Italian. 'Japanese. °Soviet. 'The Range for planes is for a round trip.

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Vehicle Durability PaceF Tum Size Armor Top Speed F RangeR' Crew'
lirpltz 30/6 31 29 33 40/- 32 knot nla nla
Anns: Nine 280mm guns, 1215Umm guns, 14100mm guns, 16 37mm guns, and six torpedo tubes.
Aircraft: Four (two cata ults) .
Howe' 30/6 28 29 33 40 / - 29 knots n/a n/ a
Arms: 10 356mm guns, 16 133mm guns, and six 8-barreled 40mm pom-Eoms.
ISE' 30/6 23 29 33 40/- 24 knots n a nla

Anns: 12305mm~, 14 155mm fiS,8 U7mm ,and 1625m.m guns. Aircraft: Three (one cata

Independence' 30 /6 31 27 31 40/- 32 knots n/ a n/ a

Arms: Four 127mm guns, 26 40mm guns, and 40 20mm guns. Aircraft: 45 (two catapults).
Indomitable' 30/6 29 29 33 40/- 30 knots n/a n/a
Arms: 16 114mm m- ms and 8 20mm guns. Aircraft: 48.
Kaga V 30/5 40 / - 28 knots n/a n/ a
Arms: 10 203mm guns, 16 127mm suns, and 22 25mm guns. Aircraft: 72 (two catapults).
Mississippi' 30/6 20 29 33 401- 29 knots nla nla
Arms: 12 356mm ,12 127mm I and three 4-barreled 28nun IDll's.

U-Boat Type II-B' 15/3 13/7 19 23 15/- 13/7 knots 6,500 / 80 miles 25
Arms: One 20mm gun (180 rounds) and three torpedo tubes (six torpedoes or eight sea mines) .
lJ- pc n-'S 20/4 1 8 21 2.'; 15/- 17/8 knots 1,800/43 miles 44
Arrns: One 3.5"(80 rounds) gun , one 20mm gun (I80 rounds),
and five to edo tubes (four bow, one stem; 12 to~does or 14 sea mines).
Rat 20 / 4 19/ 9 2 3 27 15/- 20/9 knots 2,000 / 50 miles 50
Arms: One M2 gun, one 40mm ~, and 10 torpedo tubes (eight bow, two stern; 30 torpedoes or sea mines).
Warspite' 30/6 23 29 33 40/- 24 knots n/a n/a
Amls: Eight 380mm , ei ht l50mm g'!ll'I5, eight lOOmm , and four 8-barreled 4Omm
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Wasps 30/5 28 28 32 40 / - 29 knots n /a n/ a
Arms: Eight 127mm guns and four 4-barreled 28mm guns. Aircraft: 84 (four catapults).
Yamato . 35/7 26 3 34 40/- 27 knots n/a n/a
Arms: Nine 460mm guns, 12 155mm guns, 12 127mm ~, and 2425mm . Ain:raft Six (two catapults).

'American. ' British.§Cerman. 'Italian . 'Japanese. FO ne knot=l.lS mph. The first number is s urface speed. The
second is submerged . cThe Range and Crew of the large sh ips can vary greatly. Assume the boat ca n go as far as
it needs to and has plenty of crewmen . Also, ass ume each boat has a virtually unlimited supply of ammo.

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Rate of Range Burst

Naval Guns Action Ammo Shots Quickness Fire Increment Damage" Radius
114mm' Auto 114mm Varies 4 6 20/100 10d6+23 3
133mm' Auto 133mm Varies 4 6 20 / 100 10d6+27 3
150mm§' Auto 150mm Varies 4 6 20/100 10d6+30 3
155mm' Auto 155mm Varies 4 6 20/100 10d6+31 3
203mm' Auto 203mm Varies 5 6 20/ 100 10d6+40 5
280mm§ Auto 280mm Varies 5 6 20/100 20d6+56 5
305mm' Auto 305mm Varies 5 6 20/100 20d6+61 5
356mm[$ Auto 356mm Varies 6 6 20 / 100 20d6+71 5
380mm c Auto 380mm Varies 6 6 20/100 20d6+76 5
460mm v Auto 460mm Varies 6 6 20/ 100 20d6+92 5
8-Barrel Porn-Porn' Auto 40mm Varies 4 6x8 H IS / 50 10d6+8 3
4-Barre128mm' Auto 28mm Varies 3 6x4 H 10/20 10d6+7 3

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Durability Pace Turn Size Armor Top Speed Range Crew
~.......~-- 10/3 38 6 16 15/- 46 mph 450 miles 3
Guns: One M1935 (100 rounds) and one DT MG (2,400 roWlds).
Churchill" 15/3 13 9 19 20/- 15 mph 90 miles 5
Guns: One 2# gun (67 rounds), one .303 MG (4,000 rounds), and one 3" howitzer.
Ciusai:ler m' 10/3 23 7 17 15/- Tl mph 100 miles 3
G~: One 6# un (30 rounds) and one .303 MG (4,000 rounds).
KV-1° 15/3 18 9 19 20/ - 22 mph 150 miles. 5
Guns: One M-40 gun (77 rounds) and three DT MGs (2,400 rounds each).
M 13/40' 15/3 17 6 16 15/- 20 mph 125 miles 4
Guns: One 47mm gun (100 roWlds) and four 8mm MGs (2 00 rounds each).
M3 Grants 15/3 22 8 18 15/- 26 mph 120 miles 6
Guns: One M2 gun (41 rounds), one M5 gun (179 rounds),
and four M1919A4 MGs (8,000 rounds each).
M3 Stuart' 15/3 30 6 16 15/- 36 mph 70 miles 4
Guns: One M5 gun (103 rounds), three M1919A4s MGs (8,250 rounds each),
and one .50 MG (500 rounds).
M4 Sherman III 15/3 20 8 18 20/- 25 mph 115 miles 5
Guns: One M3 gun (40 rounds), two M1919A4s (4,750 each), and one .50 MG (500 rounds).
Matilda II' 15/3 13 9 19 20/- 15 mph 160 miles ~
Guns: One 2# gu,n (67 rounds) and one 7.92mm MG (4,000 TOWlds).
PzKpfwII! 10/ 3 20 5 15 15/- 25 mph 120 miles 3
Guns: One 20mm gun (180 rounds) and one 7.92mm MG (2,500 rounds).
PzKp m' 15/3 20 7 17 15/- 25 mph 110 miles 5
G uns: One 50mm (99 rounds) and two 7.92mm MGs (3,750 rounds each).
PzKpfw IV' 15/3 20 7 17 20/- 25 mph 125 miles 5
Guns: One 75mm gun (80 rounds) and two 7.92mm MGs (2,800 rounds each).
--~~.
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3
,,--~___..........G uns: One 94 ~ (100 rounds) and one 6.5mm MG (2,500 rounds) .
Type 97 CHI-HN 10/ 2 20 6 16 15/- 25 mph 130 miles 4
"A'7= :;;-_ _ G_u_n s: One T)::pe 90 (100 rounds) and two 7.7mm MGs (2,500 rounds each).
T-34176" 15/3 27 8 18 20/- 32 mph 188 miles 4
Guns: One M-40 (77 rounds) and two DT MGs (2,400 rounds each).
T-60° 10/3 23 5 14 15 / - 28 mph 382 miles 2
Guns: One ShVAK-20 (150 rounds) and one DT MG (2,400 rounds).
1 13 6 16 15 - 15 mp 90 miles 4
Guns: One 2# n (67 rounds) and one .303 MG (4000 rounds).

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Vehicle Durability Pace Turn Size Armor Top Speed Range E Passengers
Coupe* 10/3 100 5 9 10/- 120 mph 300 miles 2
Jeep> 20/4 67 5 10 10/- 80 mph 300 miles 4
Limousine* 20/4 67 8 11 10/- 80 mph 200 miles 8
Sedan* 15/3 83 6 10 10/- 100 mph 300 miles 6
Truck, Small* 15/3 67 7 11 10/- 80 mph 200 miles 13
Truck, Large' 20/4 50 8 12 10/- 60 mph 150 miles 23

'American. "British. 'French. §German. 'Italian. 'Japanese. °Soviet • Generic weapon in use by any force.
'The Range for land vehicles is for a one-way trip.

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C;()INC; Glory Days, though, is about people

who are willing to put their lives on
the line to stand up for what they
1~()ll C;I..()llY believe in and take on a fascist dictator
(three, actually) to make the world safe
A Glory Days game has a lot of
for freedom-loving people everywhere.
similarities to standard Brave New
Okay, maybe they're not that
World. They share the same setting,
different after all.
even if they' re separated in time by
The tone is what's changed.
almost 60 years. The heroes are still
Whereas in Brave New World, there's an
deltas, with the same kinds of power
underlying layer of desperation and
packages available to them. And the
even hopelessness to everything the
rules are pretty much the same, with a
heroes do, in Glory Days, that's just not
few additions.
the case. It's a much more upbeat and
But they're also totally different.
optimistic take on the challenges the
Brave New World has a fairly cynical
heroes face.
outlook on the world, at least on the
Sure, the heroes of Glory Days know
face of it. The heroes are people who
that they're in for the fight of their
are being oppressed by a powerful
lives, but they know that they can
government, and it's up to them to do
prevail because they' re Americ~~s. As
what they can to fight against that and
Americans, they're part of a UnIfIed
restore democracy to the United States.
effort against the Axis powers, and
Or at least that's your job if you're a
those Yankees are sure that if they put
Defiant. Readers of Delta Prime and
their collective minds to something,
many other Brave New World
they can make it happen, no matter
supplements know that there's
how difficult it might seem.
certainly more than one way to play
That's heroism for you.
that game.

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One thing that really separates Glory
Days from Brave New World is the fact
that you and the players know how it's
all going to end. At some point in late
1943, the Yankee and Sparky are going
to be captured by the Germans and
forced into a concentration camp.
There, they will launch a rebellion
against the guards, which comes to a
quick end with the arrival of Kapitan
Krieg, who destroys most of the rebels.
And while their bodies are waiting to
be tossed into an incinerator, Sparky­
a young man the heroes may have
come to know well-will transform
into the first alpha : Superior.
This much is set in stone: Sparky
becomes Superior and then goes to
Berlin and kills Adolf Hitler. Soon
after, he confronts Hirohito, and the
war comes to an end. If you care about
how the Brave New World timeline
progresses, all this must happen.
Of course, if you don't care about
maintaining continuity, this frees you
up entirely to let the cards fall where
they may. If Sparky's not the first
alpha, then maybe it'll end up being
someone else-even one of your
team's heroes. Or maybe the Nazis will
come up with the first one instead.
If the heroes see someone like
Sparky or the original Patriot die
before they're supposed to, this can
actually do a lot to put the players on
notice. The Allies may have won in our
world, but in Glory Days, all bets are
off. This can lift that patina of destiny
from your saga and put the heroes
right back where they belong: on the
edge of the precipice, fighting for not
only their lives but all they hold dear.

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Slrl"I'INf. If they failed at what they were trying

to do as a nation, it potentially meant
the end of their nation as they knew it.
'l'lll~ 'l'()NI~ Instead, they banded together and
reformed their nation as the rescuers of
In any case, the tone of Glory Days
the world, the ultimate good guys, and
tends to be a lot more open and
made us all proud.
hopeful than you might be used to if
Of course, not everyone felt that
you're a longtime Brave New World
way. There were Axis sympathizers
player. America hasn't been shattered
everywhere, and profiteers were more
by the Bicentennial Battle or the Great
than willing to use the nation's newly
Mistake of '88. Instead, she's fresh off a
revitalized patriotism for a fast buck.
victory tour through Europe in the
But these were the exceptions, not the
Great War, and she's riding high on
rule.
FDR's resuscitation of the economy,
In Glory Days, the heroes are fighting
pulling America out of the Great
for a noble purpose, one they can
Depression.
believe in with all their heart. They
In general, Americans didn't wa~t to
know that the hearts of their friends
get involved in World War II whe~ It
and families are with them always,
first began. The problems were ASIan
that they have the support of their
and European, not American, and most
entire nation behind them.
Americans were willing to let those
In short, the characters that the
peopl~ in faraway lands work out their
players take on in Glory Days really are
problems on their own.
unqualified heroes.
Then the Japanese attacked Pearl
Getting this across to your players
Harbor, and it was all over. Suddenly
may not be easy, especially if they're
the country was rallying behind FDR,
used to the paranoia that Brave New
calling for America to leap in and put.
World tends to breed in heroes. Have
an end to tyrants who would engage m
people come up to them on the street
such cowardly attacks.
while they're in costume and ask them
There was a sense of patriotic duty
for their autographs. The salutes they
that swelled throughout the entire
get from the soldiers outside of Delta
country. It's what caused thousands of
Squadron should be heartfelt. .They
men to volunteer to join the forces long
could even find themselves mmor-or
before their draft number would have
even major-celebrities, with all the
come up. It's why people were willing
benefits and problems that such status
to put up with things like gas and fuel
entails.
rations and air raid drills. It's what
At the end of the day, though, it's
gave ordinary Americans the courage
not how people treat them that counts.
to put aside their own problems-at
It's whether or not they manage to get
least for a while-and band together to
the job done. No matter if they're the
join the fight against tyranny
proudest prima donnas or the
everywhere. .. humblest soldiers when they're off the
In short, it's one hell of an eXCItmg
job, their deeds in war will speak
time to be alive. It's a time when
louder than their actions at home.
people really felt that just about
When it all comes down to it, it's up to
everything they did actually mattered.
them to save the world.

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There are many different kinds of
adventures you can run as a Glory Days
Guide. This page and those following
it are filled with ideas for how you can
insert your team into the game you
want to play. It's a big war, after all,
and it's up to them (and you) to decide
what kind of mark you're going to
make on it.
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The fact is that not everyone gets to
go off to war. As grateful as Delta
Squadron is for every delta that steps
forward to lend a hand, they' re not
willing to take children, and they're
reluctant to place women in combat
roles. If a woman singlehandedly took
out a panzer unit on her own, that
might change their minds, but short of
that, they're not terribly excited about
the idea.
Then, of course, there are people
who are 4F-medically unfit for
service-for one reason or another.
These rules are often bent for deltas
who enthusiastically volunteer for the
job, but ultimately, not everyone goes
to war.
There's a lot to do on the home
front, though. Back in the States, it's
not like every crook or villain simply
gave up for the duration of the war. In
fact, some of them were delighted that
the major-league heroes were called off
to join Delta Squadron. They figured
they were foxes let loose in the chicken
coop.
They hadn't figured on the heroes
that were left behind, of course. And
that's where your players can come in.
On the home front, heroes had to
deal not only with the old threats gone
bold, but also sinister new ones, like
Nazi spies. When you're living in a
country involved in a distant war,
these issues become even more
important, since anything that causes
the home front to collapse could
drastically affect efforts abroad . Heroes
fighting back in the States may not be
on the front lines, but they do playa
vital role in keeping the country
together while others who are more
fitted to the task take on the larger
problems overseas.
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In 1942, the Americans are really
only involved on two fronts: North
Africa and the Pacific. And it's in the
sands of the Sahara that the fighting is
the worst.
If you want a saga in which the
heroes are actually battling tooth and
nail against the Nazis, this is the place
for you. The front between the two
sides often moved dramatically from
week to week or even day to day,
making this a land of uncertain fortune
most of the time.
The heroes could be paired with a
gadgeteer tank on patrol and sent right
into the heart of battle. The best option
in these cases is to offer the heroes a
single objective they can focus on. It's
best to keep it simple, of course.
For instance, they might need to take
out an enemy emplacement on the top
of a hill overlooking a strategically
placed valley. Or maybe they have to
attack and destroy a Nazi fuel depot.
Or maybe they need to capture an Axis
airstrip to give the Army a much­
needed air-base.
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 You can also run espionage-related

adventures in the parts of North Africa
that are away from the front.
Casablanca is a perfect example: behind
the front lines of the war but still filled
with characters that could have a great
effect upon the direction of the war.
The heroes don't have to be
Americans either. They can just as
easily take on the roles of the various
Arabian peoples whose countries have
been overrun by the Axis powers.
These stalwart heroes then have an
even greater reason to work against the
Nazis: It's up to them to kick the
Italians and the Germans out of their
homes. See the dessicator and
dunemaster archetypes on pages
126-127 for examples of how such
heroes might work in the game.

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If you really want your heroes
involved in cloak-and-dagger
operations, there's no better theater
than Europe. In particular, France-­
one of Germany's staunchest foes-has
been occupied by the Nazis, making it
a breeding ground for frustra ted
French patriots who might become
proud members of the resistance.
The heroes can play Americans who
have come over on their own to give
aid to the resistance in the best way
that they know how: directly. Or they
could be Allied spies sent over to help
the resistance destabilize the Axis hold
over the country. The heroes could
even play French Resistance members.
As Resistance members, the heroes
are often on their own. Although they
may receive orders from leaders within
their group, it's up to them to spy on
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can, as well as to look for opportunities
for the Allies to damage the Nazi war
effort.
This makes for a really different kind
of campaign, since the heroes can't
operate in the open. To use their
powers in public would instantly bring
the enemy down upon them, so they
must almost all go around masked
whenever there's even an outside
chance that they might be forced to use
their powers.
As Resistance members, the heroes
must be ever on their guard against the
threat of discovery. They can trust no
one, as the country is filled with
despicable Nazi sympathizers who
would be ecstatic to turn them in to the
German invaders (seeing that there is
no better way to curry favor with those
in power). At the same time, they are
morally compelled to do their best to
save the lives of those around them. In
short, it's more like a regular Brave New
World game than anything else you're
likely to find in Glory Days.
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In 1942, the Soviets were having a
bad time of it against the Nazis. Saved
by the harsh Russian winter of
1941-42, against which the Germans
were ill-prepared, the Russians
managed to beat the Germans back for
a while, but by the summer of '42, they
were in for another massive assault by
the Nazi forces.
This is another excellent place for
you to install the heroes if they're
spoiling for a fight. The fact is that
there were precious few Americans
involved in these battles, though. If the
heroes are to be involved in the Eastern
Front, then they should likely play
members of the Red Brigade, the Soviet
version of Delta Squadron.
The Soviets had a much more
authoritarian means of utilizing their
deltas. Some of them were sent out into
the trenches to actually fight the war,
while others were kept in Moscow and
Stalingrad to protect the citizens of
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those places-not to mention the
Soviet leaders-from destruction. The
people of the Red Brigade are
generally good and loyal soldiers,
ready to lay down their lives to
prevent the Nazis from conquering
their land. And for this they had full
Allied support. America may have had
some serious problems with Stalin and
his cronies after the war, but in the
midst of it, they cautiously put aside
their differences so that they might
prevail over the common foe.
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The last front is that in the Pacific.
The summer of 1942 was a real turning
point for the Allies. The American
victory at Midway was the watershed
moment of the war against the
Japanese. From that moment on, the
US was on offense rather than defense.
With this being a naval war, the
heroes are likely going to be stationed
on an aircraft carrier or a destroyer.
Their most common missions will
likely have to do with rescuing
downed pilots or performing pre-battle
reconnaissance. The heroes can also
play major parts in the major naval
battles, many of which could have
turned either way with a lucky or
particularly effective shot.
Of course, it wasn't all life at sea.
Once the Allies managed to land on an
island, they had to root the Japanese
occupiers out of it before they could
move on. The heroes could playa vital
role here, able to take on assignments
that other soldiers would find almost
certainly lethal. The heroes could also
play natives of these islands who have
banded together to lend the Americans
a much-appreciated hand with booting
the Japanese invaders out of their
homes.
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If this hasn't given you enough
ideas, or if you're just looking for
something else to strike your fancy,
there is a wealth of other material out
there. Just head on down to your local
bookstore or library.
The works of Len Deighton are
considered fairly authentic, especially
Blood, Tears, and Folly, a book that's
subtitled"An Objective Look at World
War II." If you'd like to learn some of
the stranger details of the war, check
out Dirty Little Secrets of World War II
by James F. Dunnigan and Albert A.
Nofi. If you're an old wargaming buff,
you might recognize Dunnigan's name.
Jim was the co-founder of Strategic
Publications, Inc., (SPI), the legendary
wargaming publisher of Strategy &
Tactics magazine as well as a number of
classic wargaming titles. He was also
the second person to be inducted into
the Academy of Adventure Gaming
Arts and Design's Hall of Fame.
There are dozens of great World War
II movies out there as well. Besides
modern films like Saving Private
Ryan and U-S71, there are classics like
The Guns of Navarone, Patton, The Sands
of Iwo lima, and so on. Casablanca, for
instance, won the Oscar for the best
picture of 1942, and its perfect for
helping to set the tone of the day.
We also recommend running out
and getting your hands on some
period music to get you and your
players in the mood. RCA has a couple
of collections entitled Kiss the Boys
Goodbye: Classic Songs from World War
II. You really can't beat these
compilations for a great blend of
authenticity and convenience.
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And players? Get the heck out of
here!
Any portion of this book that falls
after that "Guide's Handbook" page is
officially off limits to you, but anything
from this point on is really sensitive
material. So unless you're planning on
running Glory Days at some point, do
yourself and your Guide a favor and
give reading this section a miss. Trust
us, you'll all be happier in the long
run.
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Well, Guide, if you haven't figured it
out by now, you need to read this
thing from cover to cover. The front
part gives you a pretty decent
overview of Word War II up until early
June of 1942, the time period in which
Glory Days is set. If you want to know
more about what's going on, well, it's
time to head to your local library and
start browsing through the internet.
There's a ton of information out there
on this war-a lot more than we could
ever hoped to fit in a book 10 times the
size of this one.
After the player's section, we get to
your part of the book. In this chapter,
we're going to discuss some of the
secrets going on behind the scenes,
things that your players shouldn't
know about yet, but which you can
reveal to them dramatically in the
course of play. Then we have a raft of
profiles for you, to make sure you
plenty of extras to fill your game with.
Once you get through all of that,
there's an adventure in the last chapter
of this book. This is designed to get
your Glory Days team off to a ripping
good start. It's set in North Africa in
the days before Tobruk finally falls to
Rommel's advancing forces, and if the
heroes succeed, they could literally
turn the tide of the war!
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As we just said, there was no way
for us to be able to cover the entire
conflict in this book. In fact, we were
barely able to scratch the surface. If
you want to know more about World
War II-and if you're a Glory Days
Guide, you should-then it's time for
you to do some homework.
Now, this isn't the kind of
homework a teacher gives out in
school. All you have to do is pick a
part of the war that really interests you
and then do some reading about it. Or
watch a movie. Or talk to your
grandfather. In other words, do it
however you like. To give you a head
start, here are some of the books we
used in researching Glory Days:
The Armed Forces of World War II by
Andrew Mollo, Malcolm McGregor,
and Pierre Turner. Crown
Publishers. 1981. This book features
fantastic illustrations of many of the
different uniforms worn by troops
on both sides of the conflict, along
with the insignia of their ranks.
Atlas of World War II by Richard
Natkiel and Robin L.Sommer. The
Military Press. 1985. If you want to
see how the war played out over the
geography of the world, this is the
place to go.
Blood, Tears, and Folly: An Objective Look
at World War II by Len Deighton.
HarperCollins. 1993. Also a novelist,
Deighton has written many
historical texts acclaimed for their
authenticity.
Dirty Little Secrets of World War II by
James F. Dunnigan and Albert A.
Nofi. William Morrow and
Company. 1994. This book highlights
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some of the more interesting factoids
about the war and implodes many
of the myths and conspiracy that
have cropped up over the ages.
Good background material.
Great Campaigns of World War II, edited
by J.B. Davies. Exeter Books. 1980.
This book focuses on five of the
major campaigns in the war. It has
great maps and some excellent notes
on the weaponry of the war.
Great Weapons of World War II by John
Kirk and Robert Young. Walker and
Company. 1999. A more chatty
reference on the war's weaponry,
including some bits on small arms.
An Illustrated Guide to World War II
Tanks, edited by Christopher F. Foss.
Arco Publishing. 1981. A good, easy­
to-digest look at the tanks used in
the war.
Jane's Pocket Guide to Fighters of World
War II by Tony Holmes.
HarperCollins. 1999. A great quick­
reference for some of the coolest
planes in WWII. The whole Jane's
line is really good, actually.
The Military Hardware of World War II
by Eric Grove, Christopher Chant,
David Lyon, and Hugh Lyon. The
Military Press. 1984. A great look at
the weaponry of the war, focusing
mostly on vehicles.
The Reader's Digest History of World War
II. Reader's Digest Association. 1989.
Don't laugh. This book is a great
primer on the war, and it has plenty
of maps and photos as well as lots of
short bios on the people involved.
Victory and Deceit: Dirty Tricks at War
by James F. Dunnigan and Albert A.
Nofi. William Morrow and
Company. 1995. This book covers
wars from ancient to modern times,
but it devotes an entire chapter to
the deceptions pulled off by both
sides in World War II.
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As you learn more about World War
II, you're sure to come up with all sorts
of ideas for games set after the summer
of 1942. Go ahead and run with them.
Maybe you want your heroes running
around France after the D-Day assault.
Or perhaps you want them to take part
in the invasion itself. It's all really up
to you.
For purposes of the game, it's safe to
assume that the effect of deltas on the
course of World War II is minimal.
That's not to say that they can't playa
large part in the war or make it a lot
more colorful as a setting for your
game. It's just that the likelihood of the
balance of power being upset so far as
to actually affect the outcome of major
battles is small enough that you can
ignore it.
While this may not be the most
realistic way to tackle this situation, it
is by far the easiest, and it's generally
best to keep these things simple. This
frees you up from having to second­
guess what's happening throughout
the war on any given day. If the US
eventually won at Guadalcanal in our
world, then they should in Glory Days
as well.
Take the idea of assassinating Hitler,
for instance. Late in the war, Der
Fuhrer survived at least one
determined attempt at this by his own
officers. There's no reason to think that
he won't have surrounded himself
with deltas to protect him from just
such an occurrence. No matter how
many delta assassins the Allies send,
the Nazis are sure to be able to counter
them-unless, you want things to
change, that is.
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It's perfectly acceptable to have your
Glory Days game diverge at some point
from the scheduled series of events
that we call history. Just pick a distinct
moment in time, change what
happened then, and let your
imagination take you wherever it
wants to.
After that, things can quickly get out
of hand, so you have to make an early
decision. Do you just want this change
you've made to significantly speed up
or slow down the original history? Or
are you headed someplace else entirely.
If you're just talking about changing
the pace of things, you've chosen an
easy path for yourself. Just move the
dates of the events happening around
the heroes forward or backward, and
you're all set. Continue on, soldier.
The bolder approach is to let events
spin off in whatever direction you
think they should take, based upon
your heroes' actions. This can involve a
lot more work though, since the heroes
can quickly find themselves carving
out a history that bears little
resemblance to our own, or even that
of Brave New World.
There's nothing wrong with that, of
course. It's your game, your story. As
long as you're having fun with it, you
can take it wherever you like. If you
like, you can work your way up
toward really mucking things around.
Playa few adventures conservatively
until you have the feel for the era and
what you want to do with your saga.
Then blow the lid off of it, and step
back and watch what happens.
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There aren't any.
Well, that's not necessarily true, but
there are only a few tucked away into
the briefing portion of this book. The
big one-what the Nazis were doing in
that secret base south of Tobruk-is
actually the subject of the adventure in
the back of this book.
Unlike Brave New World, Glory Days
isn't about discovering what's going on
behind the scenes. It's pretty much all
out in the open here. The heroes are at
war. In Glory Days, the emphasis is on
action and intrigue. The time for
politicS is over-or yet to come.
The remainder of this chapter is
filled with many different characters
for your heroes to meet. There were
around 100 different deltas described
in the briefing section. Unfortunately,
due to space limitations, we're only
able to bring you a fraction of that
number here.
But there sure are some doozies.
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If there's one thing there are a lot of
in Glory Days, it's characters. In this
portion of the book, we're going to
give you full profiles on many of the
different extras described in the
briefing portion of this book.
Some of these are generic profiles
that can be used for a whole group of
extras, like US Army soldiers and so
on. These may require a little
customizing on your part for use in
your game, but they are an excellent
starting point. In many cases, you can
just use these generic profiles as
written, or add a skill or two, or
change the gear listing. But they're also
great as templates, to alter as you wish.
Then, of course, there are all the
different delta profiles. These are keyed
to distinct personalities, but there's no
reason that you can't file any
character's name off and use him or
her wherever you might need them.
As always, it's really all up to you.
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Strength: 2d6
Climbing 1, fighting: barehanded 2,
running 1, swimming 1, throwing 1
These are generic troop descriptions
Size: 5
for each of the major powers involved
Pace: 8
in the war. As written, they're pretty Quirks: Authority +1: soldier, duty -5:
much infantry. You can easily make Wermacht
them just about anything you want by Gear: An FG42 rifle, a box of 100 rounds of
adding the appropriate skills, though. ammo, a bayonet, and 20 deustchmarks.
If the skill is something the soldier
should be good at, give him at least 2
points in it, maybe 3. Set him up with I'I'ilI..IllN
the proper gear, and you should be
good to go. Smarts: 2d6
Area knowledge: Italy 2, language:
Italian 2, navigation 2
IIIII'fISII Speed: 3d6
Dodging 2, driving: personal vehicle 1,
Smarts: 2d6 shooting 2, stealth 2
Area knowledge: Great Britain 2, Spirit: 3d6
language: English 2, navigation 2, Bravery 1, perception 2, scrutinize 1,
tactics 2 search 1
Speed: 3d6 Strength: 2d6
Dodging 2, driving: personal vehicle 1, Climbing 1, fighting: barehanded 2,
shooting 3, stealth 2 running 1, swimming 1, throwing 1
Spirit: 3d6 Size: 5
Bravery 2, perception 2, scrutinize 1, Pace: 8
search 1 Quirks: Authority +1: soldier, duty -5:
Strength: 2d6 Italian Army
Climbing 1, fighting: barehanded 3, Gear: A Mauser Gew 98 rifle, a box of 100
running 1, swimming 1, throwing 1 rounds of ammo, a bayonet, and 50 lira.
Size: 5
Pace: 8
Quirks: Authority +1: soldier, duty -5:
Royal Army
Gear: A Lee Enfield rifle, a box of 100 Smarts: 2d6
rounds of ammo, a bayonet, and £10. Area knowledge: Japan 2, language:
Japanese 2, navigation 2
Speed: 3d6
Dodging 2, driving: personal vehicle 1,
shooting 2, stealth 3
Smarts: 2d6 Spirit: 3d6
Area knowledge: Germany 2, language: Bravery 2, perception 2, scrutinize 1,
German 2, navigation 2, tactics 3 search 1
Speed: 3d6 Strength: 2d6
Dodging 2, driving: personal vehicle 1, Climbing 1, fighting: barehanded 2,
shooting 3, stealth 2 running 1, swimming 2, throwing 1
Spirit: 3d6 Size: 5
Bravery 1, perception 2, scrutinize 1, Pace: 8
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Imperial Army
Gear: An Arisaka Model 38 (6.5mm) rifle, a
box of 100 rounds of ammo, a katana,
Each of the characters in this section
and ¥100.
is unique, but you could easily use the
same profiles for different extras in a
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Smarts: 2d6
Area knowledge: USA 2, language:
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English 3, navigation 2 Ankhet is a young Egyptian man
Speed: 3d6
who works as a guide for the British,
Dodging 2, driving: personal vehicle 2,
though he's also part of the Sons of the
shooting 2, stealth 2
Spirit: 3d6
Desert. A big man with a gentle nature,
Bravery 3, perception 2, scrutinize I, he has a warm smile.
search 1
Strength: 2d6 Smarts: 2d6
Climbing I, fighting: barehanded 2, Area knowledge: Egypt 2, artillery 2,
running I, swimming I, throwing 1 language: Arabic 2, language: English
Size: 5 I, navigation 2, survival: desert 3,
Pace: 8 tactics 2
Quirks: Authority +1: soldier, duty -5: US Speed:2d6
Army Dodging 2, driving: personal vehicle I,
Gear: A Garand Ml rifle, a box of 100 riding 4, shooting 2, stealth 3
Spirit: 3d6
rounds of ammo, a bayonet, and $10.
Bravery 3, perception 4, persuasion:
bluff 2, persuasion: charm 2,
IJSSll scrounging 2, scrutinize 2, search I,
shadowing 2, streetwise 3, tracking 2
Smarts: 2d6 Strength: 5d6
Area knowledge: USSR 2, language: Climbing 3, fighting: barehanded 4,
Russian 2, navigation 2 running 2, sandsurfing 5, throwing 3
Speed: 3d6 Size: 6
Dodging 2, driving: personal vehicle I, Pace: 7
shooting 2, stealth 2 Delta Points: 3
Spirit: 3d6 Quirks: Brawny +3, delta ±O, heroic -5,
Bravery 3, perception 2, scrutinize I, loyal -3, patron +4: Sheik Ali Kufrah,
search 1 public identity ±O, tough +2
Strength: 2d6 Powers:
Climbing 1, fighting: barehanded 2, Immunity: To sandstorms.
running I, swimming I, throwing 1 Sandbreathing: Can breath in sand.
Size: 5 Sandriding: Can ride atop sand dunes.
Pace: 8 Sandswimming: Can swim through
Quirks: Authority +1: soldier, duty -5: Red sand.
Army Sandwalking: Can walk over sand.
Gear: A Tokarev M1940 rifle, a box of 100 Tricks: Bull's eye, sandbreathing buddy,
rounds of ammo, a bayonet, and 25 sand spray
rubles. Gear: A S&W .45 with 24 bullets, a camel,
and £20.

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5S-Hauptstunnfuhrer Blutmann is
second in command of the Gennan deltas
on the Russian Front. This is one man who
has let his power go to his head. He is
confident that nothing short of a direct hit
from a heavy gun could hurt him, and he
flatmts it all the time. Tall, dark, and smug,
Blutmann seems to take great glee in
tatmting those arotmd him into attacking
him. Then he simply laughs off their feeble
attempts to hurt him, making them feel
even smaller than ever. Few people like
Blutmann, although most who know him
respect him.
Smarts: 3d6
Area knowledge: Germany 2, etiquette
I, language: English I, language:
German 2, navigation 2, security 4,
tactics 4
Speed: 4d6
Dodging 3, driving: personal vehicle 2,
shooting 3, stealth 3
Spirit: 3d6
Bravery 5, leadership 2, perception 3,
persuasion: bluff 2, persuasion:
interrogation 5, persuasion: taunt 6,
scrutinize 3, search 2, streetwise 2,
tracking 1
Strength: 2d6
Climbing 2, fighting: barehanded 3,
fighting: blade 2, throwing 3
Size: 5
Pace: 9
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Arrogant -3, authority +3: 55,
delta ±O, destined for greatness +5, duty
-5 : 55, famous +2, impulsive -3, public
identity ±O, self-confident +2, tough +2
Powers:
Armor: 20/-.
Fast Healer: Roll for healing every eight
hours.
Tricks: Catch attack, first move, no fear
Gear: A Luger with 24 bullets, a
5chmeisser with two clips of ammo, and
200 DM.
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Doktor Tod was nearly killed by a Nazi
firing squad, but he survived it to become
one of Hitler's most favored deltas. Further,
he's a Bargainer. Originally known as
Giinther Beck, Doktor Tod has abandoned
his old life for one of total service to Der
FUhrer and the Nazi cause.
Doktor Tod is never seen without a full
face mask of blackened iron. This not only
hides his identity but also protects him from
haI1l\ as the mask is a totem for the tough
power package.
Smarts: 5d6
Academia: occult 3, area knowledge:
Germany 2, etiquette 2, language:
English I, language: German 3,
medicine 6, science: biology 5
Speed: 3d6
Dodging 2, escaping 4, sleight of hand 3,
shooting 4, stealth 1
Spirit: 4d6
Bravery 2, leadership 3, perception 6,
performing: public speaking 4,
persuasion: interrogation 5,
persuasion : intimidation 5, rich +4,
scrutinize 5, search 2
Strength: 2d6
Climbing 1, fighting: barehanded 3,
running I, throwing 3
Size: 5
Pace: 9
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Arrogant -3, authority +4: Nazi
Party, curious -3, delta ±O, duty -5: Nazi
Party, famous +2, mean -2, patron +5:
Adolf Hitler, secret identity ±O, snobby
-I , tough +2, ugly -1, vengeful-2, wise
+3
Powers:
Bargaining: Can use totems.
Tricks: Brilliant idea, bull's eye, first move,
jinx
Gear: A Luger with 24 bullets, a scalpel (a
totem with the healing power package),
a mask (a totem with the tough power
package), and 1,000 DM.
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La Faccia, also known as Roberto
Puglini, is the most well-liked man in
all of Italy. His pearly smile has won
the hearts of all who know him, and
the twinkle in his dark eyes has earned
him many friends. This dark and curly
haired man has parleyed his
charismatic talents into a top post in
the Italian government.
Smarts: 4d6
Area knowledge: Italy 4, bureaucratics
3, etiquette 4, language: English 2,
language: Italian I, profession: law 3,
tactics 2
Speed: 3d6
Dodging 2, driving: personal vehicle 2,
escaping I, lockpicking: mechanical 3,
quick draw 4, shooting 3, sleight of
hand 3, stealth 3
Spirit: 5d6
Bravery 1, perception 4, performing:
public speaking 5, persuasion: bluff 4,
persuasion: charm 5, scrutinize 4,
search 3, streetwise 4
Strength: 3d6
Climbing I, fighting: barehanded 2,
fighting: blade 2, throwing 2
Size: 5
Pace: 8
Delta Points: 4
Quirks: Authority: +4: I Vincitori, beautiful
+I, code of honor -3, delta ±O, destined
for greatness +5, duty -5: Italian Army,
famous +2, lucky +3, loyal-3, patron +4:
Sheik Ali Kufrah, public identity ±O, rich
+3, self-confident +2, voice +1: soft
Powers:
Sheer Charm: Add +10 to persuasion:
charm.
Tricks: Know the streets, make an
impression, momentary lapse of reason,
new friend, trust me
Gear: A Beretta 9mm with 24 rounds of
ammo (including 8 with AP 10), a
ceremonial sword on his hip, and 500
lira.
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Colonel Ford is the first-and, so far,
only-leader of Delta Squadron, and
there's no one better suited to the task.
There are few combat leaders in the US
Army who are as brave and talented as
Ford, and none as powerful. Ford is a
no-nonsense, get-the-job-done kind of
leader, well-respected by his men.
Smarts: 4d6
Area knowledge: USA 2, artillery 4,
bureaucratics 3, demolition 7,
gambling 2, language: English 3,
navigation 4, security 4, survival:
forest 4, tactics 6, weaponsmith 2
Speed:4d6
Dodging 4, driving: personal vehicle 2,
driving: commercial vehicle 2, martial
arts: barehanded 5, shooting 5, speed­
load 4, stealth 3
Spirit: 5d6
Bravery 5, leadership 6, perception 2,
performing: public speaking 4,
persuasion: bluff 3, persuasion:
intimidation 4, scrutinize 5, search 4,
tracking 3
Strength: 4d6
Climbing 3, fighting: blade 4, running 3,
swimming 3, throwing 3
Size: 5
Pace: 9
Delta Points: 4
Quirks: Alert +3, authority +4: colonel,
brave +2, delta ±O, duty -5: US Army,
heroic -5, lucky +3, old -3, photographic
memory +5, public identity ±O, self­
confident +2, unstable parts, voice + 1:
hard, wise +3
Powers:
Explosive Body: Ford's body can
explode.
Immunity: To his own explosions.
Regeneration: Of missing body parts.
Tricks: Big bang, bull's eye, first move,
shaped charge
Gear: A Colt .45, a box of 100 rounds of
ammo, a knife, and $25.
BON DS

 'I'll": 'I'HI]'I'II 0.4' TilE Ml\T'l'lnl
As the president of the Imperial
League and the leader of the Dawn
Patrol, Sir Forrest is the most respected
delta in all of Great Britain. Despite his
age, he still flies almost daily missions
with the Dawn Patrol, certain that
without his help the whole thing
would quickly fall apart.
Sir Forrest can be a bit of a snob,
which can be disconcerting to some,
especially many Americans. He
believes he's earned the right to act
tha t way, and you'd be hard pressed to
find an Englishman who would be
willing to disagree with this bright­
eyed, gray-haired hero of the Empire.
Smarts: 3d6
Area knowledge: UK 2, artillery 2,
etiquette 4, gambling 2, language:
English 3, navigation 5, survival:
forest 3, tactics 3, weaponsmith 1
Speed: 4d6
Dodging 4, driving: personal vehicle 3,
driving: commercial vehicle 3, martial
arts: barehanded 3, martial arts: blade
3, piloting: airplane 6, shadowing 3,
shooting 5, speed-load 3, stealth 4
Spirit: 3d6
Bravery 5, leadership 4, perception 4,
performing: public speaking 3,
persuasion: bluff 3, persuasion: charm
4, scrutinize 3, search 5
Strength: 3d6
Climbing 2, running 2, swimming 2,
throwing 2
Size: 5
Pace: 9
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Alert +3, authority +4: leader of
the Imperial League, brave +2, delta ±O,
destined for greatness +5, duty -5:
Royal Army, famous +2, heroic -5, loyal
-3, old -3, public identity ±O, self­
confident +2, snobby -I, voice +1: soft,
wise +3
Powers:
Pilot: Add +5 to vehicle-handling skills.
Tricks: Bull's eye, first move, keep it
together, trick flying
Gear: A Supennarine Spitfire, a Webley .45
revolver, a box of 100 rounds of ammo,
a knife, and £20.
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There is no German spy feared more
by the OSS than the man known only
as Fritz, and with good reason. This
loyal Nazi is the ultimate mole. No one
knows his real face, making him
almost impossible to ferret out.
Smarts: 5d6
Academia: American culture 4, area
knowledge: Germany 2, area
knowledge: Washington DC 2,
criminology 3, demolition 3, disguise
7, etiquette 3, forgery 6, language:
English 3, language: German 3,
security 4
Speed: 4d6
Dodging 5, driving: personal vehicle 3,
driving: commercial vehicle 2,
escaping 4, lockpicking: mechanical 4,
martial arts: barehanded 4, martial
arts: blade 3, piloting: airplane 2,
shooting 4, sleight of hand 4, stealth 5
Spirit: 5d6
Bravery 4, mimic 6, perception 5,
performing: acting 6, persuasion:
bluff 6, persuasion: charm 5,
scrutinize 4, search 5, shadowing 4,
streehvise 3
Strength: 3d6
Climbing 2, running 3, swimming 3,
throwing 3
Size: 5
Pace: 9
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Alert +3, ambidextrous +5,
authority +3: SS, cautious -3, curious -3,
delta ±O, duty -5: SS, light sleeper +1,
lusty -1, photographic memory +5,
secret identity ±O, self-confident +2,
tough +2, wanted -5, wise +3
Powers:
Shapeshifter: Fritz can impersonate
anyone he's met or studied.
Tricks: Bull's eye, comfortable deception,
convincing act, first move, new friend
Gear: A Colt .45 with 24 bullets (all AP 10),
and $2,000.
BtJYWAR
Even on the field of battle, Carlo
Parente dresses in his best Italian suits,
although he has a US Army insignia
stitched onto his jacket these days. A
crook back home, he's a hero in war.
Smarts: 3d6
Area knowledge: Chicago 2,
bureaucratics 3, gambling 5, language:
English 2, language: Italian 2, security
5, survival: forest 2, tactics 4
Speed:5d6
Dodging 5, driving: personal vehicle 4,
driving: commercial vehicle 1,
lockpicking: mechanical 3, quick
draw 5, shooting 7, speed-load 5,
stealth 4
Spirit: 3d6
Bravery 2, leadership 5, perception 4,
performing: public speaking 3,
persuasion: bluff 2, persuasion:
intimidation 4, scrutinize 3, search 2,
shadowing 4, streehvise 6
Strength: 3d6
Climbing 2, fighting: barehanded 3,
fighting: blade 4, running 1,
swimming 2, throwing 2
Size: 5
Pace: 10
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Alert +3, ambidextrous +5,
authority +3: Delta Squadron, delta ±O,
duty -5: US Army, loyal-3, public
identity ±O, rich +5, self-confident +2,
sharp eyes +1, tough +2, voice + 1: hard,
wise +3, vengeful -2
Powers:
Crack Shot: Add +5 to shooting attacks.
Quick: Add +5 to Speed rolls for
initiative.
Tricks: Bull's eye, extra damage, first
move, know the streets, mercy, pierce
armor, ricochet
Gear: A Thompson submachine-gun with
hvo 50-round drums of bullets, a Colt
.45 with a box of 100 rounds of ammo, a
knife, and $1,000.
 'l'11I~ 'I'.UJ'I'II 014'
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Doctor Hank Goddard started out as
a professor of physics at Columbia
University in New York City. He
awakened shortly after one of his
experiments exploded after being
sabotaged by Nazi spies back in 1935,
killing his young wife.
Since then, Doc Goddard has
dedicated himself to building devices
that will bring the Nazis down. He
doesn't like to talk much about the
past, preferring to keep up a brave and
cheery face. He's taken to Sparky like
the son he never had, and he looks out
for the young man always.
Smarts: 5d6
Area knowledge: New York City 2,
criminology 3, demolition 2,
language: English 3, language: French
2, language: German 2, language:
Italian 2, language: Japanese 2,
navigation 3, science: physics 4,
security 3, tactics 3, tinkering 7,
weaponsmith 5
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Speed:2d6
Dodging 2, driving: personal vehicle 2,
piloting: airplane 1, shooting 2,
stealth 1, trade: mechanic 4
Spirit: 3d6
Bravery 3, leadership 2, perception 5,
performing: public speaking 3,
persuasion: bluff 2, scrounging 4,
scrutinize 4, search 3
Strength: 2d6
Climbing 1, fighting: barehanded 2,
running 1, swimming 2, throwing 2
Size: 5
Pace: 7
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Authority +3: Delta Squadron,
destined for greatness +5, famous +2,
heroic -5, honest -3, loyal -3, old -3,
photographic memory +5, public
identity ±O, sense of time +1, softhearted
-1, wise +3, vengeful-2
Powers:
Gadgeteering: Doc can create gadgets.
Tricks: Brilliant idea, fast learner, fine
tuning, smack it
Gear: A Colt .45 with a box of 100 rounds
of ammo, a wrench, and $20.
 '''III~ '..RIJ'l'1I 01"
Gogol grew up in the streets of Kiev,
and joined the Red Army when he was
18, hoping to leave that place as far
behind him as possible. He finds it
ironic now that he has dedicated his
life to protecting a part of the world he
hoped he'd never see again.
As the leader of the Red Brigade in
the Caucasus Mountains, it's up to
Gogol to help protect the southern part
of the Russian Front. His powers as a
communicator help with this, but he
still doubts that he has enough soldiers
under him to pull it off.
Smarts: 4d6
Area knowledge: USSR 4, bureaucratics
4, etiquette 2, language: English 1,
language: Russian 2, navigation 2,
security 3, survival: forest 3, tactics 5
Speed:3d6
Dodging 4, driving: personal vehicle 2,
shooting 3, stealth 3
Spirit: 5d6
Bravery 4, leadership 5, perception 4,
persuasion: bluff 2, persuasion:
intimidation 3, scrutinize 3, search 2
Strength: 3d6
Climbing 2, fighting: barehanded 2,
running 1, swimming 2, throwing 2
Size: 5
Pace: 8
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Arrogant -3, authority +4: Red
Brigade, delta ±O, duty -5: Soviet Army,
impulsive -3, loyal -3, patron +4: Sheik
Ali Kufrah, public identity ±O, sense of
direction + 1, skeptical -1, tough +2,
voice + 1: hard
Powers:
Telepathy: Gogol can communicate with
others by the power of his mind.
Tricks: First move, force link, telepathic
scream
Gear: A Tokarev 7.62mm pistol, a box of
100 rounds of ammo, and 50 rubles.
BlJY WAil
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Higuchi is one dedicated Japanese
soldier-one that's eager to die. He just
wants to go out in a blaze of glory,
taking as many Allies with him as
possible at the same time.
As the leader of the Flying Sons, the
short, thin Higuchi has become a crack
pilot. He sometimes leads his troops
into battle performing aerobatics that
they can't possibly hope to keep up
with. His only failing as a leader is that
he sometimes asks too much of his
men. But he asks no less of himself.
Smarts: 3d6
Area knowledge: Japan 4, bureaucratics
3, etiquette 2, language: Japanese 2,
navigation 4, security 2, survival:
island 3, tactics 3
Speed: 5d6
Dodging 3, driving: personal vehicle 1,
flying 6, martial arts: barehanded 3,
piloting: airplane 5, shooting 4,
stealth 3
Spirit: 4d6
Bravery 5, leadership 3, perception 3,
persuasion: bluff 3, persuasion:
intimidation 2, scrutinize 3, search 2,
shadowing 3
Strength: 2d6
Climbing 2, running 2, swimming 2,
throwing 2
Size: 5
Pace: 10
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Authority +4: The Rising Sons,
code of honor -3, death wish -5, delta
±O, duty -5: Imperial Army, loyal-3,
public identity ±O, sense of direction +1
Powers:
Armor: 51-when flying.
Flying: Can fly at a Pace of 50.
Tricks: Burst of speed, first move, flying
dodge
Gear: A Nambu pistol, a box of 100 rounds
of ammo, a Mitsubishi Zero, a katana,
and ¥200.
BONDS
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Himmel is to World War II what the
Red Baron was to World War I: the
German terror of the skies. His
nickname "Hochrote" is actually
German for "Crimson," which furthers
the analogy. His Stuka is feared by
every Allied pilot that comes across it,
for they know that they may very well
become the next marks stenciled across
its nose. Himmel knows this, and is an
insufferable boor about it. This doesn't
win him friends, but he hardly cares.
The only thing that matters to him is
the fight in the skies.
Smarts: 3d6
Area knowledge: Germany 3, language:
German 2, navigation 4, security 2,
tactics 4
Speed: 5d6
Dodging 2, driving: personal vehicle 3,
martial arts: barehanded 3, piloting:
airplane 6, shooting 5, stealth 3
Spirit: 3d6
Bravery 3, leadership 3, perception 5,
persuasion: bluff 3, persuasion:
intimidation 4, scrutinize 2, search 2,
shadowing 2
Strength: 3d6
Climbing 2, running 2, swimming 2,
throwing 2
Size: 5
Pace: 10
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Alert +3, arrogant -3, authority +3:
Die Kriegfiihrer, bloodthirsty -2, brave
+2, delta ±O, destined for greatness +5,
duty -5: 55, famous +2, public identity
±O, self-confident +2
Powers:
Pilot: Add +5 to all vehicle-handling
skills.
Tricks: Bull's eye, first move, keep it
together, trick flying
Gear: A Messerschmidt ME-I09, a Luger
with 24 rounds of ammo, a knife, and 50
DM.
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Ivanov may be the head of the Red
Brigade's Pushkin Company, but he
didn't get there on his own merits.
Using his power to detect lies, he
managed to blackmail his way almost
all the way to the top. If he could get
something on General Roskolnikov­
or even Premier Stalin-Ivanov' s star
would never stop rising.
This man is a spiteful fat glutton in a
country where most of the citizens are
starving. He is hated by most who
know him, but no one has yet dared to
move against him.
Smarts: 5d6
Area knowledge: USSR 2, bureaucratics
6, etiquette 3, language: English 2,
language: German 2, language:
Japanese 2, language: Russian 3,
security 3, tactics 2
Speed: 2d6
Dodging 2, driving: personal vehicle 2,
riding I, shooting 2
Spirit: 3d6
Leadership 3, perception 5, persuasion:
bluff 2, persuasion: intimidation 3,
scrutinize 3, search 2
Strength: 2d6
Climbing 2, fighting: barehanded 2,
running I, swimming 2, throwing 2
Size: 7
Pace: 3
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Arrogant -3, authority +4: Red
Brigade leader, clumsy -3, coward -3,
delta ±O, duty -5: Soviet Army, hefty -3,
lusty -I , public identity ±O, rich +3,
skeptical-I, temper -2, tough +2,
vengeful -2, voice +1: hard
Powers:
Detect Lie: To detect a lie, Ivanov makes
a contested Spirit roll against the
speaker. Add + 10 to Ivanov' s roll.
Tricks: Bull's eye, tell lie, truth tell
Gear: A Tokarev 7.62mm pistol, a box of
100 rounds of ammo, and 500 rubles.
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Polkovnik Krakov is everything that
his counterpart Ivanov is not: urbane,
polished, trim, and genuinely
concerned for the Russian people. As
leader of the Red Brigade's Chekov
Company, he rules over his troops with
a velvet glove. His soldiers like and
respect him, and they know that if the
Soviet Army had more men like him,
Hitler's forces wouldn't stand a
chance. Instead, Krakov must be on his
guard against those who would take
him down to further their own ends.
Smarts: 3d6
Academia: history 3, area knowledge:
USSR 2, bureauera tics 4, etiquette 5,
language: Russian 3, profession: law
3, security 3, tactics 4
Speed:3d6
Dodging 2, driving: personal vehicle 2,
riding 3, shooting 4
Spirit: 5d6
Bravery 4, leadership 4, performing:
public speaking 5, perception 5,
persuasion: bluff 5, persuasion: charm
5, persuasion: seduction 3,
persuasion: taunt 3, scrutinize 3,
search 2, streetwise 2
Strength: 2d6
Climbing 2, fighting: barehanded 2,
running 1, swimming 1, throwing 2
Size: 4
Pace: 8
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Authority +4: Red Brigade leader,
brave +1, code of honor -3, delta ±O,
duty -5: Soviet Army, honest -3, public
identity ±O, rich +3, slight -5, voice + 1:
soft
Powers:
Sheer Charm: Add +10 to persuasion:
chann rolls.
Tricks: First move, momentary lapse of
reason, new friend, trust me
Gear: A Tokarev 7.62mm pistol, a box of
100 rounds of ammo, and 500 rubles.
IUJY WAR
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Kurt von Miillenheim is the ultimate
Nazi fighting machine. His 55-inspired
uniform makes a real impression. His
mask is cut to show off his lantern jaw,
blond hair, and blue eyes, proclaiming
him one of the "master race."
Smarts: 4d6
Area knowledge: Germany 4, artillery 3,
bureaucratics 3, criminology 4,
demolition 3, disguise 3, language:
English 2, language: German 2,
navigation 4, security 5, tactics 6
Speed:5d6
Dodging 5, driving: personal vehicle 4,
martial arts: barehanded 6, piloting:
airplane 6, quick draw 5, shooting 7,
speed-load 5, stealth 4
Spirit: 5d6
Bravery 6, leadership 5, perception 5,
performing: public speaking 5,
persuasion: bluff 3, persuasion:
intimidation 6, scrutinize 3, search 3,
shadowing 2, streetwise 3, tracking 3
Strength: 4d6
Climbing 4, running 4, swimming 4,
throwing 4
Size: 6
Pace: 10
Delta Points: 4
Quirks: Alert +3, ambidextrous +5,
arrogant -3, authority +5: Die
Kriegfiihrer, bigot -3: "mongrel races,"
bloodthirsty -2, brave +2, brawny +3,
delta ±O, destined for greatness +5, duty
-5: 55, famous +2, iron jaw +3, lucky +3,
mean -2, public identity ±O, self­
confident +2, sharp eyes +1, tough +2
Powers:
Crack Shot: Add +5 to shooting attacks.
Quick: Add +5 to Speed for initiative.
Tricks: Bull's eye, extra damage, first
move, knock back, pierce armor, ricochet
Gear: A German jetbike, a Luger with 24
rounds of ammo (all AP 10), a G41 rifle
with 50 rounds of ammo (all AP 10), a
dagger, and 50 OM.
IIONBS

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Kufrah is the young and handsome
leader of the Sons of the Desert, as well
as a small Arabian tribe that wanders
the desert near the southern portion of
the Libyan/Egyptian border. The
sheik's last name actually comes from
the aI-Kufrah oasis in Libya, although
his tribe sticks to Egyptian territory.
Kufrah is a warm and loyal friend,
generous with his wealth and his time.
He has dedicated himself and his tribe
to fighting against the Axis powers
that are threatening the peace his
people have known, and he's been
doing so since the Italians occupied
Libya.
Smarts: 4d6
Area knowledge: Egypt 2, artillery 2,
etiquette 3, language: Arabic 2,
language: English 2, navigation 4,
survival: desert 5, tactics 4
Speed: 3d6
Dodging 2, driving: tracked vehicle 3,
driving: personal vehicle 2, riding 4,
Spirit: 5d6
Bravery 3, leadership 4, perception 4,
performing: public speaking 3,
persuasion: bluff 4, persuasion: charm
4, scrounging 4, scrutinize 3, search 3,
shadowing 2, tracking 4
Strength: 2d6
Climbing 2, fighting: barehanded 5,
running 2, throwing 3
Size: 5
Pace: 8
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Authority +4: Sheik, beautiful +1,
brave +2, curious -3, delta ±O, duty -5:
to his people, famous +2, heroic -5,
loyal-3, lusty -I, public identity ±O, rich
+4, vulnerability: intoxicated by water,
wise +3
Powers:
Dessication: The hero can remove water
from things.
Immunity: The hero is unaffected by
thirst or hunger.
Tricks: Bull's eye, capture water, dessicate
crea ture, first move
Gear: A S&W .45 with 24 bullets, a dagger,
a camel, and £500.

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The Landshark is, of course, a
wereshark, and has nothing to do with
the war. Ben Hartley was a homeless
man who was nearly killed when one
of the Ladies of Liberty knocked him
off the Santa Monica Pier while in
pursuit of two bank robbers. Hartley
was schizophrenic before the incident,
but now the voices in his head have
decided that he must have revenge on
the pretty women in costume.
Before his awakening, Hartley was
mostly harmless. His intended victims
would have seen him coming from a
mile away and fended him off easily.
Now, though, he transforms into a
wereshark and chomps them in half.
Hopefully someone will stop him
soon.
Smarts: 2d6
Area knowledge: Los Angeles 2,
disguise 4, language: English 2
Speed:2d6
Dodging 3, driving: personal vehicle 2,
stealth 4
Spirit: 2d6
Mimic 1, perception 3, performing:
acting 2, persuasion: bluff 3,
scrutinize 3, search 2, shadowing 5
Strength: 2d6
Climbing 2, fighting: barehanded 3,
running 1, swimming 1, throwing 1
Size: 5
Pace: 8
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Bloodthirsty -2, crazy: attachment
to ocean, crazy -5: schizophrenic, delta
±O, savage, secret identity ±O, temper -2,
vulnerability: to fresh water, wanted -5
Powers:
Change Shape: Can become a shark or
wereshark.
Tricks: Bull's eye, extra damage, first
move, monster bite, water sneak
Gear: $5.
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As the leading delta in an occupied
country, Gilles Garnier has an uphill
battle ahead of him. Still, in the end,
France will be triumphant!
Smarts: 3d6
Area knowledge: France 4, criminology
3, demolition 2, disguise 3, etiquette
3, gambling 3, language: English 2,
language: French 2, security 3, tactics
3
Speed:5d6
Dodging 7, driving: personal vehicle 2,
shooting 4, speed-load 5, stealth 4
Spirit: 3d6
Bravery 5, leadership 4, perception 6,
performing: public speaking 5,
persuasion: bluff 5, persuasion:
seduction 5, persuasion: taunt 5,
scrutinize 3, search 3, shadowing 3,
streetwise 3
Strength: 5d6+3
Climbing 5, fighting: barehanded 5,
fighting: blade 5, running 3,
swimming 3, throwing 3
Size: 5
Pace: 10
Delta Points: 4
Quirks: Alert +3, ambidextrous +5,
authority +4: Libres Heros, beautiful +1,
brave +2, delta ±O, destined for
greatness +5, duty -5: French Resistance,
famous +2, lucky +3, secret identity ±O,
self-confident +2, sharp ears +1, sharp
eyes +1, tough +2
Powers:
Armor: 5/-.
Healing Factor: Make a healing roll
every hour.
Strong: Add +3 to Strength.
Tricks: Bull's eye, dirty fighting, extra
damage, first move, grapple, fast healer,
pumped up
Gear: A Webley .45 with 24 rounds of
ammo (all AP 10), a set of claws on each
hand (treat as a hunting knife in each
hand), and 50 francs.
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The leader of the Rising Sons'
Muromachi Platoon is a man-mountain
with a mind. Although he's a real
bruiser who likes to lead from the
front, Matsui is a brilliant tactician
whose battle plans rarely fail. For this,
he has won the respect of those both
below and above him.
Matsui has long advocated a land
invasion of the continental United
States, but the leaders of the Imperial
Army have always put him off, instead
focusing on air and naval superiority,
areas in which Japan is strong. In the
meantime, Matsui has made do with
amphibious attacks on Allied holdings.
This monster of a man was responsible
for the final attack which crushed the
US forces in Bataan, for instance.
Smarts: 3d6
Area knowledge: Japan 2, bureaucratics
2, etiquette 2, language: Japanese 2,
navigation 2, security 2, survival:
island 2, tactics 5
Dodging 5, driving: personal vehicle 1,
shooting 4, stealth 4
Spirit: 3d6
Bravery 4, leadership 4, perception 5,
persuasion: intimidation 5, scrutinize
3, search 2, shadowing 1
Strength: 5d6+5
Climbing 2, fighting: barehanded 7,
fighting: blade 5, running 2,
swimming 2, throwing 4
Size: 7
Pace: 9
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Ambidextrous +5, authority +4:
The Rising Sons, code of honor -3, delta
±O, dirt slow: -2 from initiative rolls,
duty -5: Imperial Army, heroic -5, loyal
-3, obvious, public identity ±O, tough
+2, ugly
Powers:
Armor: 10/-.
Big: Add +2 to Size.
Powerful: Add +5 to Strength rolls.
Tricks: Extra damage, knockback, rock
your world, superjump
Gear: A Nambu pistol, a box of 100 rounds
of ammo, a katana, and ¥200.

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Dennis O'Day is basically the World
War II version of T.H. Lawrence, a.k.a.
Lawrence of Arabia. He came to the
desert as a young soldier in World War
I, and he liked it so much he never left.
O'Day is a charming man with an
easy smile that belies his cunning
nature. He may be a mercenary, but
there's no doubt as to which side this
weatherbeaten Irishman is on. He
hates the Nazis even more than he
hated the Kaiser's troops, and he
wants them and the Italians to get the
heck out of his desert.
Smarts: 4d6
Area knowledge: Ireland 3, area
knowledge: North Africa 4, artillery
3, demolition 3, language: Arabic 2,
language: English 2, language:
German 1, navigation 4, security 4,
survival: desert 5, tactics 4
Speed:3d6
Dodging 4, driving: personal vehicle 3,
driving: tracked vehicle 3, riding 3,
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shooting 5, stealth 4
Spirit: 3d6
Bravery 2, perception 4, persuasion:
bluff 4, persuasion: charm 2,
scrounging 3, scrutinize 3, search 1,
shadowing 2, tracking 4
Strength: 5d6
Climbing 3, fighting: barehanded 5,
running 2, sandsurfing 5, throwing 3
Size: 5
Pace: 8
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Curious -3, delta ±O, heroic -5,
honest -3, impulsive -3, loyal -3, patron
+4: Royal Army, public identity ±O, self­
confident +2, sense of direction + 1,
sense of time +1, stubborn -2, tough +2
Powers:
Immunity: To sandstorms.
Sandbreathing: Can breath in sand.
Sandriding: Can ride atop sand dunes.
Sandswimming: Can swim through
sand.
Sandwalking: Can walk over sand.
Tricks: Bull's eye, extra damage, first
move, sandbreathing buddy, sand spray
Gear: A Jeep, a S&W .45 with 100
bullets, a camel, and £20.
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The masked man known as the
original Patriot is actually Jack
Carpenter, a relief pitcher for the
Chicago Cubs. Compared with the
Yankee, he represents the pragmatic
side of patriotism, the one that's more
about action than words. No blind
loyalist, Patriot serves the people of his
country, not their government, and
that he does well, fighting side by side
with the fighting men of the US Army.
Smarts: 3d6
Area knowledge: Chicago 4, artillery 4,
criminology S, disguise 4, language:
English 3, medicine I, navigation 2,
security S, survival: forest 2, tactics 4
Speed:Sd6
Dodging S, driving: personal vehicle 2,
lockpicking: mechanical 3, martial
arts: barehanded 4, piloting: airplane
S, shooting 7, stealth 4
Spirit: 4d6
Bravery S, leadership 3, perception S,
performing: public speaking S,
persuasion: bluff 3, persuasion:
intimidation 4, scrutinize S, search 2,
shadowing S, streetwise S
Strength: 3d6
Climbing 2, running I, sport: baseball 4,
swimming 2, throwing 2
Size: S
Pace: 10
Delta Points: 4
Quirks: Alert +3, ambidextrous +S,
authority +4: Delta Squadron, delta ±O,
destined for greatness -S, famous +2,
heroic -S, loyal -3, public identity ±O,
sell-confident +2, sharp eyes + I,
skeptical - I, tough +2, wise +3
Powers:
Armor: S/ -.
Energy Blast.
Tricks: Blast punch, bull's eye, extra
damage, first move, ricochet, superblast
Gear: A jetbike, a Colt .4S with a box of 100
rounds of ammo, a knife, and $20.
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As the leader of the Red Brigade,
Raskolnikov demands a lot of
respect-and he gets it. This bear of a
man was already climbing up the
Soviet Army's ladder when he was
shot in the back by a treacherous
underling a few years back. He
awakened at that moment and tore the
man apart. It's all been downhill ever
since.
Smarts: 4d6
Area knowledge: USSR S, bureaucratics
S, etiquette 3, language: Russian 3,
navigation 3, security 4, survival:
forest 4, tactics 6
Speed:3d6
Dodging S, driving: personal vehicle 2,
riding S, shooting 6
Spirit: 4d6
Bravery S, leadership 6, performing:
public speaking 3, perception S,
persuasion: bluff S, persuasion:
intimidation S, scrutinize S, search 3,
streetwise 4
Strength: Sd6
Climbing 3, fighting : barehanded 6
fighting: blade 3, running 2,
swimming 2, throwing 2
Size: 6
Pace: 8
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Authority +S: Red Brigade leader,
brave +1, brawny +3, code of honor -3,
crazy: fear of fire, delta ±O, duty -5:
Soviet Army, heavy sleeper -I, loyal-3,
public identity ±O, savage, sharp ears
+I , stubborn -2, vulnerability: double
damage from silver, voice +1: hard, wise
+3
Powers:
Change Shape: Raskolnikov can change
into a bear or werebear.
Tricks: Bear hug, extra damage, first move,
knockdown, pumped up, terrify
Gear: A Tokarev 7.62mm pistol, a box of
100 rounds of ammo, and 100 rubles.
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The leader of the Red Brigade in the
besieged city of Leningrad, Rasputin is
set upon from all sides. Not only does
he have to deal with the Germans
encircling the city, but both his
superiors in Moscow and his
subordinates in town want him out of
the way. Rasputin steadfastly holds on,
and no attempt to remove him has
succeeded yet. All the better for
Leningrad, which has actually
withstood the German siege with the
help of Rasputin's excellent
organizational skills.
Smarts: 4d6
Academia: art 4, area knowledge: USSR
3, bureaucratics 6, etiquette 4,
language: Russian 4, navigation 2,
security 3, survival: forest 4, tactics 5
Speed: 2d6
Dodging 2, driving: personal vehicle 2,
riding 2, shooting 3
Spirit: 4d6
Bravery 4, leadership 4, performing:
public speaking 3, perception 4,
persuasion: bluff 5, scrutinize 5,
search 3
Strength: 2d6
Climbing 1, fighting: barehanded 3
fighting: blade 2, running 1,
swimming 1, throwing 2
Size: 5
Pace: 9
Delta Points: 4
Quirks: Authority +4: Red Brigade leader,
brave +1, curious -3, delta ±O, duty -5:
Soviet Army, loyal-3, lucky +3, public
identity ±O, stubborn -2, vengeful -2,
wise +3
Powers:
Resurrection: Rasputin can come back
from the dead.
Tricks: Bull's eye, first move, dying act,
sacrifice
Gear: A Tokarev 7.62mm pistol, a box of
100 rounds of ammo, and 100 rubles.
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The Red Phantom didn't stay in jail
for long after he was captured by the
Seven Sisters. He was being held in an
electrified cell when the power went
out during a horrible storm. He
immediately slipped out of the jail and
has been on the run ever since.
Having been foiled in DC, the
Phantom-a German spy by the name
of Kurt Krosheim-has now turned his
attention to North Africa, where he's
recently arrived. He hopes to help
Rommel finally take Tobruk in his
upcoming campaign.
Smarts: 3d6
Academia: American culture 4, area
knowledge: Germany 2, area
knowledge: Washington DC 3,
bureaucratics 3, disguise 2, language:
English 2, language: German 3,
security 3
Speed:3d6
Dodging 2, driving: personal vehicle 2,
escaping 4, shooting 2, stealth 4
Spirit: 4d6
Bravery 3, perception 5, persuasion :
bluff 2, scrutinize 2, search 6
Strength: 2d6
Climbing 1, fighting: barehanded 2
fighting: blade 2, running 1,
swimming 2, throwing 2
Size: 5
Pace: 8
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Arrogant -3, authority +3: Die
Kriegfiihrer, code of honor -3, curious
-3, delta ±O, duty -5: 55, glass jaw -3,
impulsive -3, loyal-3, lusty -1, secret
identity ±O, sense of direction +1
Powers:
Phasing: The Red Phantom can become
insubstantial.
Tricks: Bull's eye, first move, phase friend,
phase foe
Gear: A Mauser pistol, a box of 100 rounds
of ammo, and $100.
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Although he's the vice-president of
the Imperial League, Shelly is
something of an embarrassment to his
old friend Sir Simon Forrest. After all,
Shelly was an iniantryman in WW I,
and he hails from lower-class stock
based in Nottingham. Despite his
status as a knight of the realm, Shelly
is anything but polished, and his
shenanigans have often put red in the
cheeks of his fellow Leaguers.
Shelly knows his effect upon the
public-school boys in the League, and
he finds it rather amusing. If becoming
a knight didn't make him genteel, then
he figures nothing will. Shelly's happy
as he is, and a great leader, too .
Smarts: 3d6
Area knowledge: UK 2, artillery 2,
etiquette 2, gambling 2, language:
English 2, language: French 1,
navigation 2, survival: forest 3, tactics
2 Gear: A Webley .45 revolver, a box of 100
Speed:4d6
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Dodging 5, driving: personal vehicle 2,
martial arts: barehanded 4, martial
arts: blade 4, shooting 5, stealth 4
Spirit: 3d6
Bravery 5, leadership 3, perception 4,
performing: public speaking 1,
persuasion: bluff 2, persuasion: charm
4, scrutinize 2, search 3
Strength: 3d6
Climbing 2, running 2, swimming 2,
throwing 2
Size: 5
Pace: 9
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Authority +4: leader of the
Imperial League, brave +2, code of
honor -3, delta ±O, duty -5: Royal Army,
famous +2, gullible -2, heroic -5, honest
-3, iron jaw +3, loyal -3, old -3, public
identity ±O, self-confident +2, tough +2,
wise +3
Powers:
Annor: 5/-.
Energy Blast.
Tricks: Blast punch, bull's eye, extra
damage, first move, ricochet, superblast
rounds of ammo, a knife, and £20.
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Matsumoto Shonan has been a
faithful soldier in the Imperial
Japanese Army for many years. His
hard-won experience and his rapport
with his subordinates has won him the
respect of all who know him, straight
up to the Emperor himself.
Shonan believes that his deltas are
the finest in the world, and he is eager
to prove them in battle with Delta
Squadron. Soon enough, he'll get his
chance.
Smarts: 4d6
Area knowledge: Japan 4, bureaucratics
4, etiquette 3, language: Japanese 3,
navigation 3, security 4, survival:
island 2, tactics 6
Speed:4d6
Dodging 3, driving: personal vehicle I,
shooting 5, stealth 3
Spirit: 3d6
Bravery 4, leadership 6, perception 4,
persuasion: intimidation 5,
scrounging 4, scrutinize 5, search 2,
shadowing 2
Strength: 2d6
Climbing 2, fighting: barehanded 7,
running 2, swimming 2, throWing 4
Size: 5
Pace: 9
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Authority +5: leader of the Rising
Sons, code of honor -3, delta ±O,
destined for greatness +5, duty -5:
Imperial Army, loyal -3, old -3, public
identity ±O, voice +1: hard, wise +3
Powers:
Spitfire: Shonan can spit fire.
Fireproof: Shonan is immune to fire,
heat, and smoke.
Tricks: Bull's eye, burn, baby, burn, extra
damage, flaming hot
Gear: A Nambu pistol, a box of 100 rounds
of ammo, a katana, and ¥100.
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Peter Payne, the original delta
himself, has come out of retirement for
this war. One of the few African­
American officers in the war, Payne
has broken more than one barrier in
his time with the US Army. He is a
surprisingly gentle man for all his
experiences, but he's a great leader.
Smarts: 4d6
Area knowledge: Washington DC 3,
bureaucratics 2, criminology 4,
disguise 4, etiquette 2, language:
English 2, language: German 2,
navigation 2, security 4, survival:
forest 2, tactics 4
Speed:4d6
Dodging 3, driving: personal vehicle 2,
escaping 2, martial arts: barehanded
5, martial arts: blade 2, quick draw 3,
shooting 5, Sleight of hand 2, stealth 3
Spirit: 4d6
Bravery 6, perception 5, persuasion:
bluff 3, persuasion: charm 3,
scrutinize 4, search 5, shadowing 3,
streetwise 4, tracking 2
Strength: 3d6
Climbing 2, running I, swimming 3,
throwing 2
Size: 5
Pace: 9
Delta Points: 4
Quirks: Authority +4: Delta Squadron,
brave + I, code of honor -3, curious -3,
delta ±O, duty -5: US Army, famous +2,
heroic -5, loyal -3, lucky +3,
photographic memory +5, secret
identity ±O, sense of direction +1, sense
of time +1
Powers:
Phasing: The Silver Ghost can become
insubstantial.
Tricks: Bull's eye, extra damage, first
move, know the streets, phase friend,
phase foe
Gear: A Mauser pistol, a box of 100 rounds
of ammo, and $100.
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Luke Masters, the man who will
become Superior-the world's first
alpha-in 1944, was just a kid when he
signed up with Delta Squadron.
Although he'd been the Yankee' s
sidekick for six years before, he'd
never seen the kind of action this war
offered. He' s grown up a lot over the
past few months, and he sees this as a
chance to finally grow into his own.
Generally cheery, optimistic, and
always patriotic, he's Delta Squadron's
unofficial morale officer.
Smarts: 4d6
Area knowledge: Chicago 3,
criminology 2, disguise 2, etiquette 1,
language: English 2, navigation 2,
security 2, survival : forest 2, tactics 2
Speed: 4d6
Acrobatics 4, dodging 3, driving:
personal vehicle 2, escaping 2, martial
arts: barehanded 4, martial arts: blade
2, shooting 4, stealth 3
Spirit: 5d6
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Bravery 5, perception 4, performing:
public speaking 2, persuasion: bluff 3,
persuasion: charm 4, persuasion:
taunt 3, scrutinize 2, search 3,
shadowing 2, streetwise 3, tracking 2
Strength: 3d6
Climbing 2, running 2, swimming 2,
thrOWing 2
Size: 5
Pace: 9
Delta Points: 4
Quirks: Authority +3: Delta Squadron,
beautiful +1, brave +1, code of honor -3,
curious -3, delta ±O, destined for
greatness +5, duty -5: US Army, famous
+2, heroic -5, loyal - 3, lucky +3, secret
identity ±O, self-confident +2, sense of
direction + 1, sense of time +1,
softhearted -1
Powers:
Armor: 20/-.
Fast Healer: Make a healing rol1 every
eight hours instead of every day.
Tricks: Bull' s eye, catch attack, extra
damage, first move, know the streets, no
fear
Gear: A Colt. 45 pistol, a box of 100 rounds
of ammo, and $20.
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The man known as Trojan was once
an American expatriate living in
France. When the Germans rolled in,
Trojan's wife and two small children
were killed in the fighting. He
survived, only to awaken as a
changeling. He has dedicated his life to
bringing down the Third Reich, and so
far he's doing a fine job.
Smarts: 5d6
Academia: European culture 4, area
knowledge: Germany 2, area
knowledge: Washington DC 2,
criminology 4, demolition 2, disguise
7, etiquette 5, forgery 4, language:
English 3, language: French 2,
language: German 3, language:
Japanese 2, language: Russian 2,
security 5
Speed:4d6
Dodging 5, driving: personal vehicle 4,
driving: commercial vehicle I,
escaping 5, lockpicking: mechanical 4,
martial arts: barehanded 5, piloting:
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airplane 2, shooting 6, sleight of hand
4, stealth 5
Spirit: 5d6
Bravery 5, mimic 5, perception 5,
performing: acting 5, persuasion:
bluff 4, persuasion: charm 4,
persuasion: seduction 4, scrutinize 4,
search 4, shadowing 4, streetwise 5
Strength: 3d6
Climbing 3, running 2, swimming 3,
throwing 3
Size: 5
Pace: 9
Delta Points: 4
Quirks: Alert +5, authority +3: Delta
Squadron, curious -3, delta ±O, destined
for greatness +5, duty -5: 055, light
sleeper + I, secret identity ±O, self­
confident +2, tough +2, wanted -5, wise
+3
Powers:
Shapeshifter: Trojan can impersonate
anyone he's met or studied .
Tricks: Bu\l's eye, comfortable deception,
convincing act, first move, know the
streets
Gear: A Mauser with 24 bullets (all AP 10),
and 1,000 OM
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The man known as Der Untehandler
(the bargainer) awakened in his teens
as one of the first crew of Hitler Youth.
When his fascination with the occult
piqued, Der Fuhrer took the young
man (Dolph Wendt) under his wing,
forming a truly demonic alliance.
Smarts: 4d6
Academia: occult 5, area knowledge:
Germany 4, etiquette 4, language:
English 1, language: German 3
Speed: 4d6
Dodging 4, escaping 5, sleight of hand 5,
shooting 4, stealth 5
Spirit: 5d6
Bravery 3, leadership 3, perception 4,
performing: public speaking 3,
persuasion: interrogation 5,
persuasion: intimidation 5, rich +5,
scrounging 4, scrutinize 5, search 3
Strength: 3d6
Climbing 3, fighting: barehanded 4,
running 2, swimming 2, throwing 3
Size: 5
Pace: 9
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Arrogant -3, authority +4: Die
KreigfUhrer, bigot -3: "mongrel races,"
curious -3, delta ±O, destined for
greatness +5, duty -5: Nazi Party,
famous +2, mean -2, patron +5: Adolf
Hitler, photographic memory +5, secret
identity ±O, self-confident +2, tough +2,
ugly -1, vengeful -2, wise +3
Powers:
Bargaining: Can use totems.
Tricks: Brilliant idea, bull's eye, first move,
jinx, make it look easy
Gear: A Luger with 24 bullets (all AP 10), a
briefcase (a totem for the tough power
package), a gilded mirror (a hellcaster
totem), The Necronomicon (a protection
totem), rose-colored glasses (a
translation totem), a ward totem set up
around Der FUhrer ' s home, and 2,500
OM.
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As the leader of Die KriegfUhrer
near Stalingrad, von Viktor has a
thankless job: taking the city. His
impatient temperament hasn't made it
easy. He rules his men through terror,
his reactions to their failures bordering
on insane rage.
Smarts: 3d6
Area knowledge: Germany 3,
bureaucratics 4, language: German 3,
language: Russian 2, navigation 4,
security 4, survival : forest 4, tactics 4
Speed:4d6
Dodging 5, driving: personal vehicle 2,
riding 4, shooting 5
Spirit: 3d6
Bravery 5, leadership 3, performing:
public speaking 2, perception 4,
persuasion: bluff 2, persuasion:
intimidation 6, scrutinize 3, search 3,
streetwise 3
Strength: 5d6+3
Climbing 3, fighting: barehanded 6
fighting: blade 2, running 2,
swimming 2, throwing 2
Size: 5
Pace: 9
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Ambidextrous +5, authority +4:
Die Kriegfiihrer leader, bigot -3:
"mongrel races," bloodthirsty -2, brave
+ 1, delta ±O, duty -5: SS, impulsive -3,
mean -2, public identity ±O, savage -3,
stubborn -2, temper -2, vengeful -2,
voice +1: hard, wise +3
Powers:
Armor: 5/­
Healing Factor: Make a healing roll
every hour instead of every day.
Strong: Add +3 to Strength.
Tricks: Bull's eye, dirty fighting, fast healer,
first move
Gear: A Mauser pistol with 24 rounds of
ammo, and 100 OM.
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The leader of Momoyama Platoon is
a man in a hurry. This tall, thin man
seems like he's worn most of the hair
off his head with the wind he
generates rushing around from place to
place. Although he's a delta
communicator, he prefers face-to-face
meetings with people to speaking in
their heads. Watanabe has kept the
home fires burning bright for the
Imperial Army, allowing the rest of the
Rising Sons to care for the Emperor's
business around the Pacific Rim. He is
the backbone of that organization.
Smarts: 4d6
Area knowledge: Japan 3, bureaucratics
4, etiquette 4, language: Chinese 2,
language: English 2, language:
Japanese 2, navigation 3, security 4,
survival: island 2, tactics 6
Speed: 3d6
Dodging 3, driving: personal vehicle 2,
martial arts: barehanded 2, martial
arts: blade 4, riding 2, shooting 4,
stealth 3
Spirit: 5d6
Bravery 4, leadership 5, perception 4,
persuasion: bluff 5, persuasion: charm
4, scrutinize 4, search 2, shadowing 2
Strength: 2d6
Climbing 2, ruruting 2, swimming 2,
throwing 2
Size: 5
Pace: 8
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Authority +4: leader of the Rising
Sons, code of honor -3, delta ±O, duty
-5: Imperial Army, heroic -5, loyal -3,
public identity ±O
Powers:
Telepathy: Watanabe can communicate
with others mentally.
Tricks: Brilliant idea, force link, new
friend, telepathic scream
Gear: A Nambu pistol, a box of 100 rounds
of ammo, a katana, and ¥200.
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Jack Carpenter was a Chicago beat
cop in the early '30s when he was
nearly gunned down by Paolo Parente,
the man who would go on to become
the Gangster. He awakened at that
moment. While dodging the hail of
bullets coming his way from Parente's
Tommy gun, he got in close enough to
grab the gunsel and toss him into a
dumpster across the street. Parente
spent the night in jail, but he was out
on the street the next day.
Realizing that he'd been given
amazing powers, Carpenter decided to
put them to work. He knew that there
were criminals out there like Parente,
people an honest cop couldn't reach in
a city like Chicago, but that he could.
Carpenter designed himself a costume
based on the American flag, the icon of
all that he held good and holy, and he
became that someone.
He became the Yankee.
In the years that followed, the
Yankee struggled to clean up Chicago.
Along the way, he set an example for
others. There he was, risking his life
with no thought of reward for himself,
simply because it was the right thing to
do . And even though his mask may
have become famous, the man who
wore it remained as anonymous as
ever, shying away from the spotlight
that could have so easily been his.
Over the years, the Yankee has
become more than just some delta in a
red, white, and blue suit. He's been
transformed into an icon representing
everything that's right about America:
honesty, goodness, helping others in
need, working hard, and never, ever
giving up.
The Yankee has a personal code
against killing. To him, taking the life
of another human being is an absolute
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last resort. It actually pains him greatly
to be involved in this war-to see the
country he loves so much at war-for
it surely means death on all sides.
The Yankee knows, however, that
the ideals upon which this country was
founded did not come free. If there are
any things he's willing to fight or even
die for, they are those principals: life,
liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
Smarts: 5d6
Area knowledge: Chicago 5,
bureaucratics 4, criminology 4,
disguise 5, etiquette 3, language:
English 4, medicine 1, navigation 4,
security 5, survival: forest 4, tactics 5
Speed:5d6
Acrobatics 6, dodging 7, driving:
personal vehicle 4, boating: speedboat
4, escaping 5, lock picking: mechanical
3, piloting: airplane 3, riding 3,
shooting 5, stealth 5, streetwise 5,
tracking 4
Spirit: 5d6
Bravery 8, perception 5, performing:
public speaking 5, persuasion: bluff 3,
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persuasion: charm 5, scrutinize 4,
search 4, shadowing 4, streetwise 3,
tracking 3
Strength: 5d6+3
Climbing 4, running 4, swimming 4,
throwing 4
Size: 6
Pace: 10
Delta Points: 4
Quirks: Alert +3, authority +3: Delta
Squadron, beautiful + 1, brave +1,
brawny +3, code of honor -3, curious -3,
delta ±O, destined for greatness +5, duty
-5: US Army, famous +2, heroic -5,
honest -3, iron jaw +3, loyal -3, lucky
+3, pacifist -3, secret identity ±O, self­
confident +2, sharp ears +1, sharp eyes
+1, sidekick +5: Sparky, softhearted -1,
wise +3
Powers:
Fast: Add +5 to Pace and dodge and
initiative rolls.
Strong: Add +3 to Strength .
Tricks: Bounce attack, bull's eye, extra
damage, first move, flip-toss, knock back,
know the streets
Gear: A Colt. 45 pistol, a box of 100 rounds
of ammo, and $50.
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llN I~ Illl () I~ By this point, it shouldn' t need
saying, but just in case: This section is
for the Guide only. Just like in Delta
lll)'TI~N'I'IJlll~! Squadron or the military, the
information in this chapter is released
Glory Days is packed full of many
on a need-to-know basis only.
opportunities for incredible adventures
If you're a player, you don't need to
and countless acts of sheer heroism.
know!
This is a time in history rich with
Actually, each player needs to not
conflict and the chance for heroes to
know what's involved in this
prove themselves both on and off the
adventure. After all, what's the point
field of battle.
of playing a game if you already know
After reading through this book, the
everything that's going to happen? The
mind of any Guide should be crackling
with all sorts of challenges to throw at whole reason you're playing the game
is to have fun, and that means
her team. You literally have the entire
discovering more about the plot
world to play with.
behind the adventure as your heroes
Of course, sorting through all of the
investigate, not reading about it all
possibilities to find the one best suited
before the heroes actually have a
to your team can be a daunting task.
chance to experience the whole thing
By way of example, we've come with
for themselves.
an adventure right here in this book.
Do yourself, your Guide, and your
This is an excellent way to launch your
fell~w players a favor and keep your
Glory Days saga and get your heroes
prymg eyes out of this part of the
hip-deep in the game right from the
book.
beginning.

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The world is at war, and the
Germans are having a bad time of it
against the Allies in North Africa. The
Brits have managed to hold Tobruk
against Rommel's attacks, and with the
Americans in the war now, they're sure
to end up with some much-needed
reinforcements before long. When that
happens-unless the Germans have
pretty much wiped the Allies from the
desert-you can expect the tide to
turn.
The Desert Fox needs something to
give himself an edge, and fast. Toward
that end, he's turned to Muhammed el­
Abin, a Libyan gadgeteer who has
decided to sell his services to the
highest bidder.
As it turns out, Der FUhrer has some
pretty deep pockets.
El-Abin has some designs that
Rommel is literally drooling over, and
there's one in particular that the Desert
Fox insists he must have: a device
known as the graberpanzer-a digger
tank.
The graberpanzer is pretty much
your standard panzer outfitted with
two giant augers, one each on the nose
and tail. The front auger pulls the tank
into the dirt, while the rear one acts in
concert with the front to push the tank
along.
Of course, getting such a device to
work in the rocky fields of, say, France
would be almost impossible. The
augers would quickly become fouled
on the stones beneath the earth's
surface.
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. In the desert, though, things are
dIfferent. The loose sand that mires so
many other vehicles under the blazing­
hot sun actually makes for easy going
for the air-tight graberpanzer.
Rommel is excited about the
graberpanzer's potential on the field of
battle, but he's learned to be cautious
when dealing with such gadgets. He
has demanded that el-Abin perform
several tests with the device first, to
prove its worthiness.
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Rommel has challenged Abin to find
and locate a mystical artifact located
deep beneath one of the pyramids at
Giza. This ancient, golden scarab is
said to hold the spirit of a powerful
demon. If Rommel is able to procure
this piece and deliver it to Der
Unterhandler-Hitler's personal
Bargainer-then his status should
improve in Der Fuhrer's eyes.
With the impending arrival of the
Americans in North Africa, Rommel
knows that he can use all the points
~ith Hitler that he can get. Bringing an
Item of such power to Der Fuhrer
might even ensure that Rommel
receive the reinforcements he has been
asking for from Berlin.
EI-Abin has moved his graberpanzer
from his secret lab near the aI-Kufrah
oasis, deep in the heart of the Libyan
Sahara, just across the border from
British-led Egypt. Along with a crack
Nazi panzer crew, he has worked his
way north and east through the desert
to approach Giza .
The real obstacle for el-Abin at this
point is that Egypt is in the hands of
the British, and the Royal Army is sure
to be less than amused by the sudden
presence of a Nazi tank this far behind
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the front lines. Besides which, Rommel

isn't sure which subterranean tomb
holds the fabled Scarab of Shazbatt,
and which will lengthen Abin's stay in
the area.
EI-Abin's crew has made several
forays into the digs around the
pyramids, hoping to locate the scarab's
resting place, but even this small
portion of the desert is impossible to
cover quickly. While underground, the
ta~'s c~ew is essentially blind, making
navIgatIon of the graberpanzer more
art than science--and an imperfect art
at that.

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Recently, el-Abin and his tank crew
have taken to making midnight raids
into the center of the digs near the sites
where the scarab may be hidden. They
have kidnapped a number of
back through the desert toward his al­
archaeologists and forced them to
Kufrah base. Once home, the plan is to
reveal what they know of the area.
rendezvous with Rommel, who will
Unfortunately, none of the
lea~ the graberpanzer into victory
kidnapped scientists have been able to
agamst the Allied garrison at Tobruk
provide el-Abin with the information
Confident that the graberpanzer can
he needs. They have, however, been
tunnel beneath even the strongest
able to point him in the right direction:
defenses the Allies can offer, Rommel
toward Dr. Cal Longstrom, the leading
will send the digger tank into the heart
authority on the Scarab of Shazbatt in
of the garrison as part of a sneak attack
his home country of the UK-and
designed to tear the place apart from
likely the world.
the inside out, wiping the Allied force
EI-Abin immediately launched a
from the face of the North African
raid on Longstrom's camp, but his
wastes, and ensuring his victory in the
team failed to grab Longstrom himself.
area. With a tank on his side that can
The Nazis did, however, manage to
move about without being spotted,
capture one Melissa Stalhart instead a
Rommel would finally have the edge
Belgian graduate student working ,
he needs to have his way with the
alongside Longstrom in his quest for
British forces.
the scarab.
It's up to the heroes to put an end to
El-Abin is close to discovering the
this plot, of course, but doing so isn't
location of the scarab, and when he
going to be easy.
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To kick off the adventure, the heroes
are brought to Cairo, where they are
told about the disappearance of
Melissa Stalhart by Sir Edwin
Durghart, the Australian delta flyer
who commutes back and forth
between Torbruk and Cairo. They are
ordered to investigate.
In the course of poking around Dr.
Longstrom's dig, the heroes discover
the resting place of the Scarab of
Shazbatt. When they get there, they
find that the graberpanzer already on
site, and engage it in battle.
After the fighting, the heroes find
that el-Abin is already on his way back
to ai-Kufrah to fire up his other
graberpanzer and bring it up to Tobruk
for an attack on the Allied garrison
there. He's on his way there with Ali
Karin, a Libyan Bargainer working on
the side of the Axis.
If the heroes make it down to al­
Kufrah, they are attacked by el-Abin in
a panzerklage. There they discover that
Karin has already made his own deal
with Shazbatt, one that allows el-Abin
to go for up to a week between
maintaining his gadgets. What's more,
the infamous Lieutenant Braun is on
his way to Tobruk in another model of
the now-notorious graberpanzer.
Once the heroes defeat el-Abin, they
must hunt down and stop the
graberpanzer from taking part in the
next offensive against the besieged
Allied garrison. The fate of Tobruk and
every Allied soldier in the area is at
stake, and there's not a moment for
them to lose if they want to make a
difference.
Of course, there's more to it than all
that, which is what the rest of this
chapter is for.
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Here are full profiles for the most
important extras the heroes are likely
to meet during the course of this
adventure.
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As mentioned on page 72, Captain
Edwin Durghart is the only non-Brit to
ever be inducted into the Imperial
League. During the siege of Tobruk,
Durghart spun through enemy anti­
aircraft fire on an almost nightly basis,
running back and forth between the
garrison there and Cairo, transporting
updates and returning with new
orders and whatever limited supplies
he could carry. These days, Durghart is
stationed with the Australian Army in
Cairo, although he still makes several
trips a month to Tobruk to personally
gather details about the current status
of the Allied forces there.
Durghart is a strapping, sandy­
haired man in his mid-30s. An easy
grin parts his sunburned face . He is
always in his fatigues, complete with
an Aussie-style hat, except when
working at night. Then he wears jet­
black overalls made of a lightweight
cotton, and he paints his face black as
well- all the better to become invisible
against the night sky, so that ground­
based spotters do not see him.
Smarts: 3d6
Area knowledge: Sydney 2, area
knowledge: North Africa 2, language:
Arabic I, language: English 2,
navigation 5, survival: d esert 4,
tactics 3
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Speed: 5d6
Boating: speedboat 2, dodging 3,
driving: personal vehicle 2, flying 6,
martial arts: barehanded 4, martial
arts: blade 2, shooting 4, stealth 5
Spirit: 4d6
Bravery 4, leadership 3, perception 4,
persuasion: charm 2, scrutinize 3,
search 2, shadowing 3, tracking 2
Strength: 3d6
Climbing I, running 2, sport: rugby 2,
swimming 3, throwing 3
Size: 5
Pace: 10
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Authority +3: Delta Company /
Australian Army officer, delta ±O, duty
-5: Australian Army, heroic -5, iron jaw
+3, public identity ±O, sense of direction
+I, sharp eyes + 1
Powers:
Armor: 5/- when flying.
Flying: Can fly at a Pace of 50.
Tricks: Burst of speed, first move, flying
dodge
Gear: A Lee Enfield rifle with 100 rounds
of ammo, a Webley .45 revolver with 24
rounds of ammo, and £20.
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EI-Abin is a portly man, weighing in
at over 250 pounds at a height of just
under five and a half feet. He often
wears a grease-stained white lab coat
over a food-stained white shirt and
khaki pants.
EI-Abin first became involved with
the Axis when the Italians invaded his
homeland of Libya a year ago. He saw
the writing on the wall and realized
that the Italians were destined to rule
his country, so he joined them at the
first opportunity. Later, when the
Germans rolled in, el-Abin saw again
that a new boss was in town, and he
quickly moved to get into the Nazis'
good graces.
Now, el-Abin's not so sure that he's
backed the right horse, but he doesn' t
believe that he could switch them in
the middle of the Nile, so to speak.
He's desperate to make sure the Nazis
win, so that his future comfort can be
assured.
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Smarts: 5d6
Area knowledge: Libya 2, language:
Arabic 2, language: English 1,
language: German 1, language: Italian
1, navigation 2, survival: desert 1,
tinkering 5, weaponsmith 2
Speed: 2d6
Dodging 2, driving: personal vehicle 2,
lock picking: mechanical 2, shooting 3,
stealth 2
Spirit: 2d6
Perception 2, persuasion: bluff 4,
persuasion: charm 1, scrounging 2,
scrutinize 4, search 2, shadowing 2
Strength: 2d6
Climbing 1, fighting: barehanded 2,
fighting: blade 2, thrOWing 2
Size: 6
Pace: 5
Delta Points: 4
Quirks: Arrogant -3, coward -3, delta ±O,
duty -3: Field Marshal Rommel, greedy
-2, hefty -2, lucky +3, patron +4: Field
Marshal Rommel, public identity ±O
Powers:
Gadgeteering: Can make and maintain
gadgets.
Tricks: Fast leamer, first move, smack it.
Gear: The graberpanzer, a Luger with 24
rounds of ammo, and 100 OM.
test the thing in water, though, and it likely
wouldn't withstand such conditions for
long.
The graberpanzer is basically a heavily
modified version of the PzKpfw IV, the
latest in German tank weaponry. It can
travel underground by simply pointing its
auger into the earth and starting to drill.
While moving underground, the tank
cannot use its guns. To do so would cause
a backfire that might destroy the entire
tank. Count this as an attack against the
tank with that gun, but ignore armor.
The two machine-guns must actually be
withdrawn into the tank for underground
travel, and the main gun in the turret must
be pointed either straight forward or
behind. The ground around it literally
won't allow any other movement.
While underground, the crew navigates
by means of a compass and a depth gauge.
They are essentially blind. If they come to
a complete stop, though, they can deploy a
periscope up through the center of the
tank. This has its own auger to help it get
through the sand to the surface. It extends
only five feet above the roof of the
graberpanzer, however, and so it can only
be used when the graberpanzer is close to

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The graberpanzer is one heck of a
machine. It' s less of a tank and more like a
submarine for the desert. Its viewing ports
are completely sealed with glass, and the
entire thing is nearly airtight. EI-Abin
hasn't been confident enough to actually
the surface. By that point, the graberpanzer
is obvious to surface dwellers, as the earth
shuffles around it (it appears like a
tremendous gopher mound in the dirt).
The crew of the graberpanzer is limited
to four. While it normally takes 5 to
operate a PzKpfw IV, the modifications
that el-Abin has made to the tank have
forced an upward crew limit of 4. One
drives while the others work the guns.

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Vehicle Durability Pace* Turn Size Armor Top Speed* Range*

Griiberpanzer 15/3 20/5 7 17 20/­ 25/6 mph 75/18 mi

*These numbers are for surface / underground.

Guns: One 75mm gun (80 rounds) and two 7.92mm MGs (2,800 rounds each).

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Smarts: 2d6
Area knowledge: Germany 2, language:
German 2, navigation 2, tactics 3
Speed: 3d6
Dodging 2, driving: personal vehicle 3,
shooting 3, stealth 2
Spirit: 3d6
Bravery 1, perception 2, scrutinize 1,
search 1
Strength: 2d6
Climbing 1, fighting: barehanded 2,
running 1, swimming 1, throwing 1
Size: 5
Pace: 8
Quirks: Authority +1: soldier, duty -5:
Wermacht
Gear: A Mauser and 24 rounds of ammo, a
Schmeisser MP40 and two clips of
ammo, and 20 OM.
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When the Italians first came, Karin
and e-Abin fought against the invaders
together, but when it became apparent
who would win and el-Abin switched
sides, Karin fled into the desert, where
he lives to this day.
When el-Abin realized he would
need help to live up to Rommel's
expectations, he recruited Karin to his
side. At first, the Bargainer wanted
nothing to do with his old partner, but
then el-Abin revealed that he was after
the Scarab of Shazbatt and Karin
suddenly became a lot more interested.
Although he didn't know exactly
what the ancient artifact was capable
of, Karin knew that it was likely a
Bargainer-style totem, and that was all
that was important to him. He
immediately threw in with el-Abin.
Karin is tall, dark, and thin. He
wears a thin, pOinted goatee on his
chin and a blue turban upon his head.
He is gruff with those he doesn't know,
which is nearly everyone.
Smarts: 3d6
Academia: occult 3, area knowledge:
Egypt 2, area knowledge: Libya 2,
disguise 3, language: Arabic 2,
language: English 1, navigation 2,
security 3, survival: desert 4
Speed: 4d6
Dodging 2, escaping 4, lock picking:
mechanical 4, riding 4, shooting 3,
sleight of hand 4, stealth 4
Spirit: 5d6
Bravery 1, perception 5, performing:
public speaking 3, persuasion: bluff 5,
persuasion: charm 1, scrutinize 5,
search 4, shadowing 2, tracking 2
Strength: 3d6
Climbing 3, fighting: barehanded 4,
fighting: blade 3, throwing 3
Size: 5
Pace: 9
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Cautious -3, curious -3, delta ±O,
public identity ±O, self-confident +2,
wise +3
Powers:
Bargaining: Can use totems.
Tricks: Bull's eye, first move, jinx
Gear: A Webley .45 revolver with 24
rounds of ammo, a dagger, a flying
carpet (a Bargainer totem with the flying
power package), a scepter of power (a
totem with the blaster power package),
and bracers of the air (a totem with the
phaser power package).
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While Kapitan Krieg may not make
an appearance in this adventure-he's
off on another part of the North
African front, far from Tobruk­
Lieutenant Walther Braun certainly
can. Braun is el-Abin's contact in the
Nazi forces around Tobruk. He's the
man that is planning on driving the
graberpanzer into battle himself.
Braun is a cautious man. He knows
that his powers will prevent any real
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harm from coming to him, but he
doesn't take chances. Just because he
can't die doesn't mean he can't spend
wind up trapped somewhere, all alone.
Braun is tall and muscular, with pale
blue eyes and a hard demeanor. He's
been known to kill subordinates who
disagree with him. Few people even
dare to think of doing so anymore.
Braun doesn't trust el-Abin any
further than he can throw the meaty
man. He believes, however, that Der
Fuhrer's deustchmarks speak loudly,
and he's happy to throw them around.
Smarts: 3d6
Area knowledge: Germany 2, area
knowledge: North Africa 1,
bureaucratics 2, disguise 3, language:
English 1, language: German, security
2, survival: desert 1, tactics 3
Speed:2d6
Dodging 3, driving: personal vehicle 2,
quick draw 2, shooting 4, speed-load
2, stealth 2
Spirit: 5d6
Bravery 5, perception 3, persuasion:
intimidation 5, scrutinize 3, search 2,
shadowing 2, tracking 2
Strength: 2d6
Climbing 1, fighting: barehanded 3,
fighting: blade 1, throwing 1
Size: 5
Pace: 7
Delta Points: 3
Quirks: Authority +3: lieutenant, bigot -3:
non-Aryans, brave +1, cautious -3, delta
±O, duty -5: Wermacht, loyal-3: Kapitan
Krieg, public identity ±O, self-confident
+2, wise +3
Powers:
Resurrection: Can come back from the
dead.
Tricks: Bull's eye, dying act, first move,
sacrifice
Gear: A Luger with 24 rounds of ammo, a
Schmeisser MP40 with two clips of 32
rounds each (one with AP 10 ammo),
and 200 OM.
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The Scarab of Shazbatt is a large,
golden scarab in the shape of a huge
beetle. This was the prize possession of
one of the wizardly advisors to one of
the pharaohs in ancient Egypt.
The scarab doesn't actually contain
the spirit of a demon. Instead, it's a
special hellcaster totem (see Bargainers
for more on these totems) that allows
the user to speak with the demon
Shazbatt. (Again, see Bargainers for
more on the illustrious Shazbatt.)
When he gets his hands on the
scarab, Karin immediately uses it to
conjure up a special spell that allows
el-Abin to go for up to a week between
maintaining his gadgets without any
problems. Of course, power like this
always comes with a hefty price tag. In
this case, el-Abin himself has to pay
the cost.
For every de'vice el-Abin wants to
use the spell on, he must allow the
totem's owner-whoever it's currently
attuned to; currently Karin-to
personally saw off one of the
gadgeteer's toes with the scarab's dull
edge (no anesthetics are allowed).
At the moment, el-Abin is missing
two of his toes-the smallest ones on
his left foot-and he's limping quite
badly. One of these has gone toward
the maintenance of the graberpanzer in
the Giza area (near the pyramids),
while the other is helping along a
second graberpanzer that's soon to be
on its way toward Rommel's troops,
where it will be used it in their next
assault on Tobruk.
Another Bargainer and gadgeteer
could use the totem, with the same
restrictions.
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they are for the purposes of this ~()ll'I'lllll~llIC~ll
adventure. If you do not wish the PCs
Once in Cairo, the heroes are
to be Squaddies, that's fine; just make
directed to go see Captain Durghart,
sure they are fighting the Axis.
the only known delta currently
The heroes have been brought to stationed in Cairo. He has their orders.
British-held Cairo by air transport. Durghart's office is in a temporary
There, they are to rendezvous with Sir base that the British have set up
Edwin Durghart to receive further
outside of Cairo. It's actually in a large
orders. At this point, the heroes should
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have no idea at all what they're in for.
to be pulled along behind a half track
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or a tank through the shifting desert
Sparky's account of his own encounter sands.
with el-Abin (whom he didn't even see
After the heroes disembark from the
at the time) and Kapitan Krieg in el­
transport at the base's landing strip,
Abin's earlier lab, which was located in
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Durghart's trailer. The deceptively
laid-back Australian rises to greet them
as they enter the room. As he offers his
hand, heroes who make an Easy (5)
perception roll notice that the man's feet
never actually touch the ground.
If any of the heroes point this out,
Durghart chuckles, "Ah, yes. Well, ya
can't be too careful, eh, mate?"
The trailer doubles as Durghart's
living quarters and office. The only
place for the heroes to sit would be at a
dining booth at one end of the trailer,
but Durghart fails to offer them this
option. They aren't friends. They are
soldiers, and he outranks them.
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Read the following to the heroes
once you're ready:
Glad to have you here, men.
We've got ourselves a bit of a
situation. One of England's top
archaeologists -a Dr. Cal
Longstrom - is working a dig out
at the pyramids, right in the
shadow of the Sphinx. That's just
outside of Giza, which is right
across the Nile from here.
The odd thing here is that a
number of people have disappeared
from nearby digs over the past
week. In a time of war, things like
this aren't unusual. Sometimes,
people are even killed. Other times,
they just run off without saying
anything.
But just two days ago, Dr.
Longstrom's assistant, a young
Belgian woman by the name of
Melissa Stalhart, turned up
missing in the middle of the night.
Since Longstrom's actually on
assignment for the Royal Army,
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this raised a few eyebrows, which
is why you've been brought in.
You are to determine what
happened to Miss Stalhart and
rescue her if possible. In the
meantime, you are to provide Dr.
Longstrom with any assistance he
may require in completing his own
mission.
Personally, this whole thing
smacks of delta involvement-Axis
deltas. If you encounter any such
enemy deltas, you are to neutralize
them immediately.
You'll find Dr. Longstrom in a
place called "Bar." It's in the
center of Giza. He can fill you in
on more of the details of this case.
If you need anything, just
contact my assistant, Corporal
Pierce. He should be able to help.
Good luck!
If the PCs are in need of armament
the Royal Army can provide, they only
have to ask Corporal Pierce for it.
Pierce is a rail-thin British soldier with
a wispy mustache, weak chin, and
proper accent. He'll help-to a point.
Requisitions for most things will be
readily accommodated, but when it
comes to planes, tanks, or heavy guns,
Pierce draws the line. "Those things
are needed by our soldiers on the field
of battle," he states firmly, "not for
gallivanting around the pyramids."
If the heroes need a ride, Pierce will
arrange it. If they want to take a plane
into Libyan territory, though, he balks.
"That's enemy territory, you know.
Where do you suppose we'd land?"
For all this, Pierce is a bright and loyal
soldier. If the heroes have a genuine
need for something, he'll obtain it.
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Bar is your typical expatriate
hangout in 1940s North Africa. Think
of Rick's Cafe Americain from
Casablanca, without the tuxedos, and
add a thick layer of dust and sweat,
and you've just about got it.
Dr. Longstrom is sitting by himself
at a table in the center of the bar. A
mostly empty bottle of scotch squats
before him, a half-full glass next to
that. The archaeologist is at least one
or two sheets to the wind when the
heroes find him. He's able to talk about
what happened to Miss Stalhart,
although not without slurring just a
bit.
Two nights ago, Miss Stalhart and
Dr. Longstrom were, urn, consulting in
his tent when the earth beneath them
began to shake. At first, Longstrom
thought it was an earthquake, but
when the shaking stopped, he heard
shouting in German.
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Longstrom quickly doused the light
in his tent, and he and Miss Stalhart
fled into the night. He lost track of her
in the confusion, however, and by the
time he was able to return to his tent
with help, she was gone. All that
remained was a large hole in the sand
that was rapidly filling in on itself.
If pressed Longstrom admits that he
and Miss Stalhart had a relationship
with each other that went beyond
mentor-student. He is reluctant to say
anything about it for fear of smearing
her reputation.
If the heroes ask-and, eventually,
even if they don't-Longstrom tells
them what he was after. He's been
hunting for the legendary Scarab of
Shazbatt, an ancient artifact with
reputedly mystical powers. He's pretty
sure that he's found its resting place.
He had planned to crack open the
tomb in which he believed it was
hidden, the day before last, but Miss
Stalhart's disappearance has thrown
him off track.
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First off, let's get one thing straight.
There are no walking mummies
coming back from their ancient deaths
to torment those who defile their
tombs-at least not in this adventure.
Of course, the heroes don't know that
so it's in your best interests to play th~t
angle up as much as you like.
Eventually, the heroes should be
able to get Dr. Longstrom sober
enough to take them to his dig. Once
he gets there, he tells them that­
Melissa or not-it's time to get back to
work. He's ready to open the tomb.
Before he does so, he says:
I'm actually quite glad you're
here. The locals helping out with
the dig here refuse to enter the
tomb with me-some poppycock
about an ancient curse. It's all
nonsense, of course, but they
believe it, nonetheless.
I don't worry about such things
myself You're much more likely to
encounter a cave-in than some
bandage-wrapped beast coming
after you from beyond the grave.
The door to the tomb is a large slab
of rock set into the desert sands. It's
covered with heiroglyphics that have
nearly been worn away by the ravages
of time. If asked what the symbols say,
Dr. Longstrom replies:
Oh, that's the standard kind of
warning. You know: those who
defile this great pharaoh's tomb are
doomed to live very short, very
miserable lives. That kind of thing.
I see it all the time. Don't pay any
attention to it. It's just there to
scare off the natives.
See the map on the following page
for a close look at the underground
complex that Dr. Longstrom has
discovered.
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When the heroes pry the door to the
tomb open, a burst of centuries-old air
escapes, sending a cloud of dust out to
envelope any standing nearby. This is
harmless.
The tombs are, of course, unlit, so
the heroes must provide their own
light source. If they're unprepared, Dr.
Longstrom has a pair of oil lanterns
and a flashlight. He keeps one of the
lanterns for himself and passes the
other out as needed.
The room behind the door is fairly
large, about 40 feet on a side. The walls
are covered with all sorts of well­
preserved heiroglyphics which are
mostly obscured by a thick layer of
dust. The most notable object in the
room is a sarcophagus resting on a
solid stand near the far wall.
Dr. Longstrom identifies the
sarcophagus as likely belonging to the
pharaoh's first wife. If the heroes open
the case, they find a female mummy
inside, in excellent condition.
Longstrom is excited by this incredible
find .
The most important part of this
room, though, is the way out. In the
northeast corner of the room, a
tapestry has rotted away, and-from
the looks of it-been pulled down.
There are fresh footprints in the dust
on the tuImel floor behind the tapestry,
and they lead off into the darkness,
beckoning for the pes to follow.
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As the heroes make their way into
the tunnel, they come to a fork. When
the first hero in the line pokes his head
around the corner, two of the
graberpanzer's crew lets loose at him
with bursts from their Schmeissers.
One of the Nazis is standing down the
south passageway, while the other is in
the east tunnel.
The Nazis are dug into the tomb
from the rear by means of the
graberpanzer. They were about to enter
the first tomb when they heard the
heroes moving the door aside, so they
entered the hallway and prepared this
ambush.
While two of the Nazis keep the
heroes pinned down, the other two
hustle back toward the graberpanzer.
Sadly for them, the graberpanzer is
stuck in the crevasse in the northern
tunnel. When the graberpanzer broke
through high up the tunnel's wall, it
fell onto the open floor-hard. The
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tank's weight cracked the tunnel floor,
opening a large crevasse and
swallowing the tank.
The graberpanzer is stuck partway
down the crevasse, and everyone
inside has climbed out into the tunnel,
where they are safe. The tank is now
jammed in the middle of the deep hole,
facing nose up, its augers suspended
uselessly in the air.
The two other members of the
graberpanzer's crew believe that their
only hope of getting out of this
situation alive is to somehow get the
tank digging again. By the time the
heroes get past the ambush, these two
crewman are already sealed into the
tank. The heroes should be able to hear
the graberpanzer's engines, which roar
deafeningly in this enclosed space.
Unfortunately, for the Nazis, the
graberpanzer is stuck but good,
hanging a good 20 feet above the
bottom of the crevasse, 10 feet below
the hole's lip. The tank's rear auger is
spinning wildly but hitting nothing.
 I~OIl..IN(. ))I~U l~iJIIRI~R
The front auger is badly bent, and
cannot be used at all. Nor can it be
seen by anyone not actually looking
right into the crevasse.
The Nazis in the tank are scared out
of their wits. As soon as anyone peeks
out over the edge of the crevasse, they
fire the tank's front-mounted machine­
gun. They're prepared to hold out like
this for hours-or at least until they
come up with a better idea.
If anyone makes himself a decent
target for more than two actions, the
Nazi's fire the tank's main gun at him.
No matter what happens to the target,
the recoil forces the tank deeper into
the crevasse. If the fall doesn't kill the
Nazis-treat this as if they'd each
fallen 20 feet-they kick the rear auger
in gear and struggle to escape.
Unfortunately, the rear auger was
damaged in the fall, and there's no
chance of this desperate plan actually
working.
If the Nazis are captured alive, they
steadfastly refuse to talk unless
someone manages to intimidate them
into doing so. They know where el­
Abin and Karin are headed and can
provide directions to el-Abin's secret
lab.
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The two rooms that lie between the
first tomb and the pharaoh's tomb
aren't much to write home about. The
room to the south is filled with many
of the pharaoh's belongings from life,
including the mummified remains of
many of his cats. There's also a prized
chariot which-while apparently in
fine condition-would crumble to
splinters if anyone were to actually put
any serious weight upon it. There is
nothing else in this room.
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The eastern room is lined with
shelves, upon which are the
mummified remains of the pharaoh's
personal guard. There's not much to be
found here, but it's creepy enough to
call for an Easy (5) bravery roll from
anyone who walks into it and sees all
the bodies.
The main tomb is the easternmost
room in the complex. The doorway
into this area is normally sealed by a
large slab of stone, but the Nazis have
already tipped this back into the
hallway.
This room is filled with the
pharaoh's riches, including many items
made of jewel-encrusted gold. This is
literally a treasure hunter's dream . Of
course, many of the pieces are worth
even more for their historical value.
Chief among these is the sarcophagus
of the pharaoh.
The lid to the sarcophagus is ajar,
and the body of a young woman is
lying over it. When the heroes reach
the woman and turn her over, they
find that her face is a mask of pain. Dr.
Longstrom can identify the woman as
Melissa Stalhart.
Miss Stalhart was captured by the
Nazis two nights ago, and eventually
succumbed to their torture, revealing
the supposed location of the Scarab of
Shazbatt to them. They then brought
her along to the tomb, where she led
the Nazis to the pharaoh's
sarcophagus. At their insistence, she
opened it herself. She was rewarded
with a face full of poison gas for her
efforts. As she choked to death, Karin
reached over her body and grabbed
the scarab from the pharaoh's dead
hands.
 Miss Stalhart is not dead yet, and
she has a few final words to say. In her
time with the Nazis, she heard them
talking about how Rommel would be
pleased with the success of the
graberpanzer in his next offensive on
Tobruk. She also learned that el-Abin
has at least one more experimental
digging tank in his secret base near al­
Kufrah.
She doesn't know exactly where it is,
of course, but if the heroes manage to
get to that area, they should be able to
find someone who's willing to tell
them about el-Abin and his base. The
Nazis haven't made many friends
since they descended on the area a few
months back-and el-Abin's never
been very well liked-so the locals
should be only too happy to lend a
hand to anyone looking to cause them
trouble. They're not ready to take up
arms against the Nazis themselves, but
they'll offer just about anything they
can to folks who are.
With this information finally in the
hands of someone who can use it (and
having said goodbye to Longstrom, if
he's around), Stalhart dies. Longstrom
takes her death hard, slumping over
her body and weeping for a long time
after the chapter ends.
If the heroes have a healer with
them, he can try to prevent the young
lady's death, but this isn't going to be
easy. The poison is severe, requires 5
successes to neutralize.
Once the fighting with the heroes
starts, el-Abin and Karin make good
on their escape. Karin dons his bracers
of the air, grabs el-Abin and then
phases up through the sand toward the
surface. Once there, Karin removes the
bracers and hauls out his flying carpet.
He and el-Abin leap on to it and then
take off for aI-Kufrah, flying low over
the dunes to evade detection.
The heroes have little chance of
actually stopping the two villains at
this point. If they manage to come up
with a plan that would work, though,
let them go for it. There's little that
players hate more than feeling that the
Guide is keeping them from doing
something they want to do.
Of course, that doesn't mean that
you have to make it easy for them . If
the heroes have no flying abilities
among them, Karin simply takes his
carpet high enough in the air to evade
them. If the heroes can fly, Karin uses
his head start to look for a good hiding
spot. Then he grounds his carpet and
switches over to his scepter of power
so that he can blast the pesky heroes
from the sky.
If the heroes stop Karin and el-Abin
here, they've pretty much done their
job. The Nazi plan has been foiled. To
really finish things up, though, they
still need to make their way to el­
Abin's lab and destroy the other
graberpanzer he has there. For the
details on all of that, move on to
Chapter Two. Either way, the heroes
should have found out about the secret
base, so it's off into the desert.
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. If the heroes defeat the Nazis, give
them one experience point each.
If the heroes learn of el-Abin's secret
base, give them another experience
point each.
If the heroes actually stop Karin and
el-Abin here, give them each two
experience points.
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It's up to the heroes to find their
way to aI-Kufrah. If they report into
Captain Durghart, he congratulates
them on their success and orders them
to follow el-Abin down to aI-Kufrah.
Unfortunately, he doesn't have anyone
to spare at the moment, so they're on
their own.
If the heroes contact Corporal Pierce,
he can provide them with transport
down to aI-Kufrah. The only thing he
has available is a pair of Range Rovers
(the British equivalent of a Jeep).
El-Abin's lab is so far from the front
that the PCs shouldn't have any
problem with Axis patrols until they
reach the camp itself. With Tobruk still
in Allied hands, the heroes should be
able to drive down from there to al­
Jaghbub, then turn west toward Jau,
from which they can take the new
highway south to al-Jawf in the center
of the aI-Kufrah region.
This is a long trip-around 1500
miles in total from Cairo to aI-Kufrah.
At top speed, it's going to take the
heroes nearly 19 hours and probably
more. EI-Abin and Karin have the
advantage of being able to fly toward
the base in a straight line and without
the hassles of refueling and the like.
They should beat the heroes to the
secret base by several hours, at least.
El-Abin is under the gun to move
his now-proven graberpanzer up to
Rommel as quickly as possible. (He
isn't going to bother telling the Desert
Fox about that unfortunate experience
with the original model and the
crevasse.) However, he doesn't know
that the heroes are hot on his tail, so
he's taking a bit more time than he
would otherwise. If the PCs hustle,
they should be able to catch the tank
before Lieutenant Braun takes off with
it, setting the stage for the final scene.
For a "secret" base, it seems like
everyone in the area knows all about it.
Then again, it's not easy to roll a bunch
of. Nazis into an area and set up camp
wIthout the locals noticing what's
going on. Resources are scarce in the
area, and for things like fuel and
supplies, the Nazis regularly make
trips into al-Jawf, the largest town in
the area.
Less than 10,000 people live in the
aI-Kufrah oasis basin, but that's a lot
more than in the wastes beyond. The
whole basin is only about 30 miles
long and 12 miles wide. The place was
a stronghold for desert thieves until in
1895, when a group of militant
Muslims known as the Sanusi made
the area their main base of operations.
The Sanusi fought hard against the
Italian invasion, but they lost in 1931.
Many of the people here still harbor
some resentment toward the Italians
and their German allies. They would
pounce on any opportunity to bring
them down.
The heroes should be able to use this
fact to their advantage. The moment
they open their mouths or let anyone
see an American uniform on them the
people of the area will realize that'they
are with the Allies, and will offer them
aid. The residents will assume that the
heroes are there to destroy the Nazi
base, and they will give the heroes
explicit instructions to reach the place.
They will not agree to come along,
however; their hatred of the Axis
occupiers only goes so far.
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Each guard tower is x
assumed to have one Prisoner
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and a Schmeisser MP40.
Guards on the ground
carry Schmeisser MP40.
The Axis base is about two miles
into the desert from al-Jawf. The
heroes will see that it is extremely
difficult to find it on their own and
from the ground. They could try an
aerial search if they like (which would
work like a charm) if they feel they
have the time. Aerial searches produce
the base's location in Id6 hours.
The base consists of five buildings
surrounded by lO-foot-tall wire fences
topped with barbed wire. There is a
guard tower at each corner of the
fence . Each tower has a spotlight that
can be used to scan the area at night,
and they are each manned by two
German soldiers (use the standard
profiles for these men) armed with
Schmeissers.
There are 24 Nazi soldiers at the
base in all. When not on duty for an
eight-hour shift in the guard towers,
the soldiers spend their time in the
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barracks (in the northwest corner of
the camp). Sometimes they can also be
found just south of there in the
prisoners' barracks-currently without
occupants-playing cards and
drinking beer.
The building in the northeast corner
of the camp is the home and office of
el-Abin. Karin is currently staying here
as well.
Directly south of that is where el­
Abin's assistants live. There are three
men who help him in the lab. The
foremost of these is Lieutenant Lars
Schmidt, the Nazi who is nominally in
charge of the camp. It's his job to keep
Braun and Rommel informed as to el­
Abin's actual progress.
The centerpiece of the place is the
large garage in the middle of the
compound. This is where el-Abin
works his gadgeteering magic. He
currently has two projects on hand: the
second graberpanzer and a tank suit.
Both of these are hidden under sheets
when they're not being worked on.
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If the heroes alert el-Abin in any
way, he immediately runs for the
panzerklage. If an alarm goes up, he
fears the worst, and does the same.
Once he's in the suit, el-Abin raises the
massive garage door and wades into
any battle that he can find, ready to
tear the heroes apart.
Lieutenant Braun is a bit more crafty
than his Arabian friend. If he hears an
alarm, he knows that his first duty is to
get the graberpanzer out of the.are~
intact. He rushes for the tank, fIres It
up, and prepares to take it
underground.
If forced to, Braun will fire upon the
heroes, though that's not his first
choice. He can drive the tank by
himself, but firing the machine-gun at
the same time is difficult (+5 to the
Target Number), and shooting the
turret gun is impossible.
Karin doesn't really care what
happens to all of el-Abin's gadgets, or
to the Nazis for that matter. He looks
at any incident as a chance for him to
sneak off with the Scarab of Shazbatt,
preferably without consequence.
As soon as Karin hears the alarm, he
activates his bracers of the air (which
he is wearing in preparation for just
such an event) and runs away. Given
the opportunity, Karin steals into
Lieutenant Braun's quarters, grabs the
scarab, and heads into the desert. Once
safely away, he breaks out his tru.sty
flying carpet and heads out for hIS
home in Cairo.
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How and when the heroes proceed
has a lot to do with how this battle
pans out, but they don't have forever
to plan. No matter what time of day.
the heroes arrive, Lieutenant Braun IS
preparing to leave with the
graberpanzer at the very next dawn.
The heroes don't have any way to
know this for sure, but the bustle of
activity around the camp should give
them a clue. At one or two points
during the day, a truck driven by two
of the guards enters or leaves the
compound with supplies for Braun's
trip to meet up with Rommel's
advancing force outside of Tobruk.
The heroes could try to overpower
the guards outside the camp and sneak
in while in disguise. Or they could
wait for the graberpanzer to be loaded
onto a truck and taken out on the road
to Tobruk. In such a case, only half the
guards are along for the ride, with a
total of three trucks (one for the tank
and two for escorts) and one staff car
(for Lieutenant Braun).
If the PCs fail, Tobruk will certainly
fall to the Germans, and the Nazis will
have a powerful new weapon in the
war.
Ill~"Tlllll)S
If the heroes destroy or capture the
graberpanzer, give them two
experience points each.
If the heroes defeat Lieutenant
Braun, give them one experience pOint
each.
If the heroes defeat el-Abin, give
them one experience point each.
If the heroes somehow manage to
grab the Scarab of Shazbatt, well, that's
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 11IJ'I'11() It'S

'l'IIIS IS ()NI.4Y 11 forgiveness for trampling roughshod

over historical fact. Remember, that
this is a game set in an alternate
SI~IIJI.411'1'I () N universe. Things are bound to be
different in Glory Days.
I want to get this out of the way: I
Even so, if you decide that you want
am not an expert on World War II. I
things in your game to be more like the
know enough about the conflict to get
actual war, please ignore my errors
by, and I've done a bit of research to
and play the game as you like.
bring myself up to snuff, but most of
Whatever makes it more fun for you.
my passion for the era has been fired
Conversely, if you're not a WWII
by films of the war and that time. My
buff, you may be perfectly happy with
tastes for these things are pretty
the presentation I've offered here. I
eclectic, but I've enjoyed Patton, Guns
wouldn't use Glory Days as a primary
of Navarone, Saving Private Ryan, U-S71,
source for your next term paper, but
Das Boot, Catch-22, A Bridge Too Far, The
hopefully I've done well enough here
Bridge on the River Kwai, Raiders of the
for you to get by.
Lost Ark, Indiana Jones and the Temple of
No matter who you are, you're sure
Doom, Indiana Jones and the Last
to eventually want to know something
Crusade, Father Goose, Casablanca,
about WWII than I couldn't fit into this
Schindler's List, Life is Beautiful, and
book. If so, I recommend hitting your
many more.
local library and wandering among the
There are a lot of other people out
literally hundreds of books they' re
there-even a lot of other people in the
likely to have on the subject. In this
adventure game industry-who know
case, Glory Days could just be a
a whole lot more about WWII than I
launching pad to learning more about
do. If you happen to be one of these
the war.
people, I just want to beg your
 'I'III~ llIJ'I'1I0U'S
liS SI~llIC)IJS liS
YC)IJ I.. II{I~
The real conflict I had when trying
to address this game was the thrill of
war versus the horror of war. Conflict
is exciting. It's the lifeblood of both
intriguing fiction and great games.
Without conflict of some sort, it all
quickly becomes pretty boring. And
war, of course, is the ultimate conflict.
The flipside of conflict is the horror
of it. It's easy to enjoy the thrill of life­
threatening danger when viewed on
the silver screen or through the lens of
a roleplaying game. The distance can
even make this seem fun. But in reality,
there's nothing fun about war.
This is hard to carry across in a
roleplaying game, and I'm not even
sure if it's entirely appropriate. After
all, it's your game; if you want to play
a rollicking, superhero story in which
the heroes confidently make
wisecracks as they pummel the Nazis
into submission, who am I to tell you
you're wrong? If instead you prefer
your games more gritty and realistic,
casting the heroes as little more than
specialists in the grim business of war,
then more power to you.
This is a roleplaying game, and
more than any other kind of
entertainment, it's what you personally
make of it. I'm not standing over you
in your living room telling you the
one, true way to have fun. That's really
up to you and your personal tastes. I'm
sure some of you will take the game in
directions I could never have
conceived of. When I stop to think
about it, that's actually pretty darn
cool, one of the best things about
roleplaying games. They're like a
living thing, growing all on their own.
BllY
--~
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'I'III~
IIC) I.. C)(~liIJS'I'
Astute readers have probably
noticed I haven't talked much about
the Holocaust, the calculated
extermination of millions of Jews,
gypsies, homosexuals, and others by
Hitler's death machine. There are a
few reasons for this.
First, Glory Days is set in 1942, long
before most, if any, Americans knew
what was going on in the Nazi
concentration camps.
Second, the death camps are one of
the most horrifying remnants of
human history, and I personally don't
find a whole lot about them that I'd
want to reduce to a game. This is a
delicate and tricky subject to tackle,
though Rich Dansky did a
commendable job in The Shoah: Charnel
Houses of Europe, a supplement for
Wraith: The Oblivion.
I wanted a game about heroism, not
the horror going on behind the scenes,
which the world at large learned about
after the fact. Think Saving Private
Ryan, not Schindler's List. Both are
deeply moving stories, and both
deserve to be told, but in Glory Days, I
chose to concentrate on the former.
With that said, I believe that it's
everyone's responsibility to learn
about the Holocaust, to realize what
happened there so that we can work to
ensure that it never happens again.
While we still have leaders like
Saddam Hussein or Slobodan
Milosovich and others in the world,
these kinds of horrors are going to
continue to rear their head. By
knowing what has gone before, we can
honor the dead while dedicating
ourselves to helping the living.
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1\ Change shape 120, 122

Flamethrowers 155
I

Charlie Platoon 21, 98

Flash freeze 112

Ace 104, 124

Ice shield 113

Chases 150
Flea, the 10, 69

Aerial carrier 137-138

Imperial League, the

Chekov Company 81
Ford, Joseph 14-19,

Air combat 152

55-56, 59

Churchill, Winston 47,

22-23, 43, 64, 74, 77,

Aircraft 160
Infrared goggles 142

55
81, 84, 105, 180

Alpha Platoon 15, 19

Instant comprehension

Codebreaker 120
Force link 107

Amnesty program 5
120

Comrade Bolshoi 82
Forrest, Simon 55, 56, 58,

Amphibious tank 139

Iron Maiden, the (see

Communicator 106, 125

181

Animal empathy 117

Seger, Gertrude)
Conley, Matt 37
Frack 40

Animal Spirit scores 117

Iron Mask, the 54

Consultant, the 43
Freeze creature 113

Anti-aircraft fire 153

I rre, der 52, 54

Copland, Niles 72, 73

Freezer 112, 128

Anti-aircraft weapons
Iva nov, Vladimir 81--83,

Cowboy, the 10, 74-75

Frequency scrambler

154
185

Coyote 10, 69
141

Ankhet, Mustafa 64, 65,

Crash damage 151

Frick 40

66, 178

Arma, el 57

Create chill 112

Fritz 44-45, 182
.J
Critical hits 148-149
Jetbike 142, 143

Amim, Hans 60, 61

Aquarian, the 12
G Jungler 116, 130

Aviatrix 10,18,24
J) Junior League, the 40-41

Gadgets 135

Azuchi Platoon 96-97

Dawn Patrol, the 56
Gangster, the 5,6, 10,34,

de Gaulle, Charles 48, 49

40,42,68,75,182
K
II
Delta dive bomber teams
Gasser 113, 129
Kamikaze 95, 152

94
Gasser, the 53
Karinsky, Natalia 83

Bad breath 115

Depth charges 154

Genki 138
Katastrophe 53

Ball, the 41

Desert Fox, the (see

George VI 55
Keep it together 105

Bang 60

Erwin Rommel) Gladiator 10

Kessel, Glienter (see

Bear form 122

Dessicate creature 109

Glory Hound 10
Blilzschraubbolzen, der)
Bear hug 121

Dessication 108
Goddard, Hank 13,22,
Keyes, Willis 21

Beast form 122, 123

Dessicator 108, 126

25, 183
Knox 144

Bernatek, Brad 43

Devine, Dennis 37
Goebbels, Josef 51
Koss, Jennifer 36-40

Big Bear, the (see

De vi ne, Tanutda 37-39

Gogol, Ivan 81 , 86-87,
Klein, Rudolf 69

Raskolnikov, Yuri)
Dietrich, Wolfgang 54,
184
Krakov, Yevgeny 81, 82,

Black Bat, the 10

60,61
Goodheart, Cassandra
186

Blink 58

Doktor Tod 86, 179

56
Krieg, Kapitan 49,

Blitzschraubbolzen, der

Donitz, Karl 50
Goring, Hermann 50
52-54, 66---67, 69-71 ,

53

Dostoye vsky Company

Guns, heavy 155
186

Blow cloud 115

81
Graberpanzer 202
KriegfUhrer, die 49-52,

Blow gas 114

Driving: tracked vehicle

Grotson, Nils 83
83

Blutmann, Wilhelm 86,

105
Kriegriese, der 69-70

179

Dunemaster 110, 127

Krueger, Wilhelm 52

Boats 161

Durghart, Edwin 72,204

II

Boating: large boat 105

Kufrah, Ali 64,187

Hadrian 143

Boating: submarine 105

Kurst, Gretl 83

Halliwell, Richard 53, 56

Bombs 154
I~ Handsome, Mr. 43

Bradley, Gilbert 56
Easily overhea ted 112
H ayes, Harlan 20-21
L
Brand, Ann 36-39
Eichmann, Adolf 50
Hideki, Tojo 93, 97
Ladies League, the 93,

Brand, Rusty 36
Eisenhower, Dwight D.
Higuchi, Nagakado 97,
97

Braun, Walther 70
15,20 184
Ladies of Liberty, the

Brausch, Walther 87
EisenMann (see Kru eger, Himmel, Heinrich 53,
34-40

Bravo Platoon 19
Wilhelm) 185
Lady Luck 10

Burik, Ann 37-38

Equipment 103
Himmler, Heinrich 50,
Landshark, the 44, 188

Burkowski, Elaine 43
Essen 143
60,61 Law, the 26

Hirohito 57,97 L'Esprit 49

(~ F Hitler, Adolf 47,50,51, Liberty 22-25, 138

54-58, 60, 61 , 77,83,

Libres Heros 48-49

Cafferty, Ma~orie 18
Faccia, la 57, 180
86, 87
Ling, Kara 44

Cape, the 10
Falcone, Jim 59
Hodgson, Jennifer 37-40
Lion, Ie 48-49, 188

Capitano Italiano 67---68

Fantasma, il 68
Holocaust, the 222
Lomo, Lesley 37-39

Capri, Debbie 44
Ferry maker 140
Hughes, Howard 35, 43
Long Range Desert

Capture water 109

Fever 34.. 43

Carver, George 58
Group (LRDG) 73

Finney, Robin 98-99

Cava rozzi, Lucio 68

Lussow, Jane 44

Flame, the 10

Land Mines 156

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M Ghost) Shonan, Matsumoto 96,

148--154

Petain, Henri 48,50

194
Vincitori, i 57, 64

MacArthur, Douglas 20,

Pigeon, the 40
Silver Ghost, the 10, 18,
Von Bock, Fedor 86

21, 91

Pilot 104
26,194
Von Viktor, Manfred 86,

Machine-guns 156

Pit Bull, the 10

Siren, the (see Burik,
197

Magoo, Brick 74-75

Plant bind 118

Ann)

Mansfield, Dudley (see

If
Plant control 117
Size, extended 147

Red One, the)

Plant smack 118
Skills, new 102, 105, 111
Wainwright, Jonathan 92

Manstein, Erich (see lrre,

Plant snare 118
Smarty 41
Wasp 98

der)
Princess, the 41
Soldier, British 177
Watanabe, Akira 97,198

Mask, the 87

Popov, Mikhail 84
Soldier, German 177
Water sneak 123

Matsui, Tomokaze 97,

Push kin Company 81

Soldier, Italian 177
Weapons, close combat

189

Putin, Tasha 83
Soldier, Japanese 177
157

Matsura, Murasaki 97

Soldier, USA 178

Weapons, naval ranged

McCallister, Ewan 56

Soldier, USSR 118

161

McCrary, Francis 19
It Sons of the Desert, the

Messager, Ie 49
Weapons, ranged

Ramming 151
64,65
Mines, land 156
158--159

Ranks 16
Sparkplug (see Hodgson,
Mines, sea 157
Weapons versus vehicles

Raskolnikov, Yuri 81, 82,

Jennifer)
Mischa 143
157

191
Sparky 5, 6, 21, 50, 63,

Mobile fortress 143

Weber, Franz 83

Rasputin, Boris 81,

66, 70--71, 166, 195

Momoyama Platoon
Werebea r 120, 132

84-85,192
Special Operations

96-97
Werebeast attacks 122

Ray 98
Executive (SOE) 53
Wereshark 122, 133

Money 102
Red Brigade, the 79-87,
Spit gas 115
Woods, Betty 52

Monster bite 123

170
Stalin, Josef 79
Wright, Bill 36

Montgomery, Bernard
Red One, the 71
Star, the 43
Wright, Nancy 36-39

19
Red Phantom, the 36-39,
Stinger 10

Morgan, John 72
60,192
Submarines 153
y
Mortars 157
Registration 102
Superior 166

Movement order 150

Reilly, Dan 59
Yankee, the 5,6,10-11,

Mr. Big 40
Reinhardt, Karl 60,61
15, 20, 27, 36, 40, 42,

Mr. Wright 24
Riesige, das 53
'1' 66---{)7, 164, 188,196

Mr. Zoom 10, 69

Rhys-Smythe, Stacey 55
Tank, the 74-75
Yesterday 10, 69

Mt. Fuji (see Matsui,

Rising Sons, the 92-98
Tanks 162

Tomokaze) Ritchie, Neil 71

Tanksuit 145

Miillenheim, Kurt (see Robin Moore 12

Telepathic scream 107
Z
Kapitiin Krieg) Rommel, Erwin 19, 20,
Telepathy 107
Zephyr, the (see Brand,
Muromachi Platoon 97
21, 63, 66, 67, 69, 71
Tennant, Miles 73
Ann)
Mussolini, Benito 47, 50,
Roosevelt, Franklin
Terrain 152
Zhdanov, Andrei 85

56,57,62
Delano 5--6, 11, 18,
Terrify 121

34, 45, 57, 63, 74,

Timoshenko, Semyon 87

N 89-90
Tobruk 66, 71, 72

Tolstoy Company 81

Nacht, die 70-71

Torpedoes 153

Navajo code talkers 106

S Tracked vehicles 152

Sand spray 111

Translate 119

o Sandbreathing 110

Sand riding 110

Translator 118, 131

O'Day, Dennis 73, 190

Trick boating 104

Sandsurfing 111
Trick driving 104

Office of Strategic

Sandswimming 110-111
Trick flying 104

Services (OSS) 45,

Sandwalking 111
Trojan 59---{)1

57,58

Scare animal 118

Tyke, the 41

Operation Barbarossa 50

Schablone, die 87

Schatten, der 54

p Schein, Alexis 27
IJ
Padre, the 10, 74-75
Scherblock, der 54
Oberkrieg 138

Parente, Francesco 42
Sea combat 153
Unterhandler, der 54,

Parente, Carlo (see

Seger, Gertrude 34, 43
197

Gangster, the) Selassie, Haile 63

Passengers 151
Sevastopol 78

Seven Sisters, the 37-39

Patriot 10, 15, 29, 42, 191

Shark form 123

Vehicles 152, 157, 162

Patriote, Ie 49

Shelly, Nigel 55, 193

Vehicular combat

Payne, Peter (see Silver

 5¢ The Liberty Times 5¢

It is early June of 1942.

The world is at war,
The Japanese bombed Pearl
Harbor last Christmas, and now
you're in the Army, ready to take
the fight to the Axis powers and
put them down once and for all.
But you're not just any soldier.
You're a delta-a person with
superhuman powers. As such,
you've been assigned to most elite
special force in the United States'
Army: Delta Squadron.
As a member of Delta Squadron, Glory Days is the first era book
you're sent all over the world to for Brave New World, the roleplay­
fight fascism wherever you can ing game of superpowered heroes
find it. You're in North Africa, bat­ in a fascist America. It comes com­
tling the Desert Fox; the South plete with everything you need to
Pacific, taking it to Hirohito's play Brave New World in the open­
hordes; the Russian Front, beating ing days of America's involvement
back the Nazi advance. You're even in World War II: new combat rules,
back home, making sure America's new weapons and vehicles, profiles
safe for our boys when they get for dozens of deltas who can help
back. or hinder your cause, and 10 brand­
People call you a hero, but you new power packages good for use
know better. You're no hero. In any era.
You're a soldier like any other, It is time to make your Uncle Sam
just doing your job. proud. Enlist nowt

ISBN 1-887953-10-8

BNW Glor Days

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