Chapter 30: Changing History

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While at work, Hector saw some glaring problems in the structure of the United States Armed Forces. Although he had made the office of Secretary of Defence to make the matter of joint operations more streamlined, it was not enough.

Problems were caused by inter-service rivalry. Currently, the line of command flowed through him as the President, then the Secretary of Defence and then the respected Chief of Staff of the three services. The problem came because the US military was too big and spanned across the world. It was not so easy to first contact the COS and then hope that he will timely pass the orders to the respective commander.

From what Hector remembered, this problem became too big during the Vietnam war, hence the Goldwater–Nichols Act was passed. It divided the US Military into theatre commands. Northern, Central, European, Pacific, Southern, and Africa Commands, along with a few more strategic and service commands.

What this did was that it changed the line of command. Now, the President could directly order the respective Theatre commanders. The new line of command was president to the secretary of defence, and from the secretary of defence to the commander of the theatre command.

Not just this, a new military position was created, one above the three chiefs of staff, it was called the chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff as opposed to the service chiefs. The chairman was designated as the principal military adviser to the president of the United States, National Security Council and secretary of defence.

This way, the command was more streamlined and the three services would act like one unit instead of different entities. Since Hector knew everything, he prepared a polished draft for the new act. In normal times, this whole act would take decades to show effect, as it did in his previous world, but not now.

Soon, he sent the draft back home for a Senator and Representative to put forward. It was named Washington-John-Dover Act. Named after the three people who worked on it.

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After Naples, Rome was the target, the seat of Italy's government. The moment they take that over, Italy would be won. But the place was swarming with enemies, Hector's few thousand men won't be enough. They needed at least 300,000 troops.

So he ordered for the Canadians, the British and the American commands to send over the men. That happened quickly, as they had already taken Naples and the port was clear.

After that, he prepared a few plans. Of course, he was the spearhead of it all, as his fist was enough to destroy a tank.

This time, because General Patton didn't slap two soldiers, he wasn't sidelined and was allowed to join in. He, along with another Lieutenant General Mark Clark and 4 more British generals, took his instructions.

"All right, since we have so many tanks now, they are going to provide us with a good cover, along with the choppers.

"We need to take over the winter line and as long as we take over the defences around the town of Monte Cassino, we'll have access to Highway 6, which led uninterrupted to Rome." He planned. However, this was a new war, as he was here.

"Our strength is in our ability to overpower them. So the men will be divided into a group of 50,000 each. With 5 such groups, we will launch an attack.

"However, the last group will come with me and airdrop directly inside Rome. My job is to stop the war as fast as possible, that's only possible if I capture the enemy flag and make the German Generals surrender.

"This is why, remember, I want you all to preserve men, do not blindly enter the fight, drag it for as long as possible." He ordered them. The good thing was that the Soviets were not involved here, or else their Generals would have never followed his command.

The 5 men saluted him and went on their way to do their duties. Hector turned back to prepare for the upcoming battle. It was going to be the biggest one yet that will be deciding the future of the war. Basically, Hector was speeding up everything. In the original timeline, Rome was supposed to fall in the June of 1944. But right now, it was just November of 1943.

"Moony, son, wake your uncle Wolf up." He tasked the fluffy boy.

"Wuf..." softly barking, He went right to Logan, who was sleeping in a bunk bed and sat down on top of his stomach. Now, Moony was huge, hence his weight was too much. Even Logan can't sleep with all that weight.

However, Logan didn't get angry, instead just started petting him. He felt close to Moony after all, or maybe it was some sort of wolf paternal instinct. "Argh... what happened? Did he call for me?"

Moony nodded and led him to meet Hector. "I am leaving for the Indian Ocean, need to catch a submarine. I will return in a week. Until then, all the preparation for the siege of Rome will be done. Take care of Moony."

But Moony suddenly ran up to him and grabbed his legs, showing his puppy eyes. Hector smiled, "Fine if you are okay with swimming in the ocean, let's go."

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That was all it took, Moony ran to Logan and sat beside him like he was a saint, water was one thing he hated. If not an emergency, he would avoid it. Though he was pretty strange, as he loved the rain, and playing in the water, just not swimming for work.

"Hahaha... I'll see you in a week, boy."

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Where was Hector going? Well, his aim was this time Imperial Japan. The United States was busy with heated ship battles in the Pacific every single day. The major matter, for now, was to liberate the Philippines. On the other hand, Japan had started to eat up Asia, they had reached Burma(Myanmar now) and were soon going to enter India. Of course, it was under the British Raj right now, so it was a problem for the British, also allies.

Now, the Indian National Congress, the political party fighting for Indian freedom, one whose boss was Gandhi, was non-violent. But they agreed to let Indians join the British army in the hope that it will make the British grant them freedom. How dumb they were, in WW1 they were promised the same thing, but after the Allies won, Britain came harder on India to recuperate the losses, increasing taxation and whatnot.

It was a fact that Indians hated Britain and the Allies, in their eyes, the Allies were the oppressors. There was a strong politician, named Subhash Chandra Bose, who used to be Indian National Congress President but got ousted for his militaristic views by Gandhi, later he decided to support the Axis Powers.

Not to mention, the major reason for hate was also the Bengal famine. It was caused by a mix of reasons, one, natural disasters, and the second was the manmade, Churchill, to be precise. He was a conservative, an extreme one at that, and he often shared his views with people in private, something that not many found palatable. He explicitly told his Secretary of State for India, Leo Amery, that he "hated Indians" and considered them "a beastly people with a beastly religion". He had the same old belief, that the white man is good, the same as what Hitler did. It was also on record that in 1902, the man called China a "barbaric nation."

Currently, he prioritised the stockpiling of food for Britain over feeding Indian subjects during the Bengal famine.

[A/N: Churchill was both a hero and an ass, his problem was his mouth. Just like how Truman was a hero for the world but an ass for those who got nuked, but he never spoke crap. This is the 1940s we're talking about. Most people were racist, sexist and whatnot. Though know this, I picked this information from the wiki, these are not made up.]

In this famine, 2.1 to 3 million people would die. So no shit, they hated the Allies. People were literally meat shields for the Empire at this point. Well, Hector had the chance here. He could be the knight in the shining armour.

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World War 2 was a crazy war for Indians because, in it, Indian soldiers fought from the sides of the Allies, as well as the side of the Axis. They were formally inducted into the German Army, given ranks, and were called the Indian Legion. They were literally fighting each other for independence at this point.

Subhas Chandra Bose played a smart game, he went to Hitler and asked for support, Hitler met him and denied, but agreed to let Bose take command of all the Indian Prisoners Of War that they caught.

Bose gave a few speeches to them and they happily agreed to join, since they hated the Allies. After that, Bose headed to Japan, to gain their support as well.

This is where Hector's worry came from, he knew for a fact, as in real history, the US sent troops to India, to fight the Japanese in the Burma campaign. Here, it was not just the Japanese whom they had to fight, but also Indians under Bose, formally called Indian National Army.

This army was going to be big and will cost American lives, but if he could get Bose to his side, he can use him and his Army to fight Japan. In fact, he can formally use Bose to destroy the Indian socialist and borderline communist beliefs, effectively bringing future Independent India under the capitalist American influence. It will be a great help for defeating the Soviet Union in the Cold War that will happen no matter what.

But why does Hector know so much about this Subhas Chandra Bose? Well, that was because of one single slogan by him that he read when he was in his officer training back in his previous life. It was, "Give me blood and I will give you freedom!"

And honestly, for a man fighting for freedom of his nation from a foreign occupation of 200 years, these words were pretty badass. It reminded him somewhat of the American War of Independence, as he too believed that for freedom one must fight. Expecting that you will be given freedom just because you nicely ask is useless. If the US had done that, they may have been 48 colonies of Empire, not the States of America.

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Around the Cape of Good Hope to the southeast of Madagascar.

Bose was on a German submarine U-180, and he hoped to get transferred to a Japanese submarine and reach Tokyo to meet the Prime Minister. The transfer was supposed to take place at night.

It was a calm night, the sea was being kind to the two submarines. The Japanese Submarine had already arrived and was awaiting the transfer of the passenger.

In the sky, a bomber was hovering, inside which Hector was present. The hanger was open and he looked down at the sea. A normal man could not see it, but he could with his wolf gaze. The submarine had already surfaced.

After waiting for an hour, the time finally came. With a smile, he jumped down. "Go back, boys," he waved at the pilots.

In the waters, the two submarines docked beside each other, unsuspecting of the man that was falling on them. They exchanged greetings first between the two commanders. And then, the man of the hour came out.

But just then, *BOOM*

Under the bright moonlight, a towering figure appeared near the hatch of the German submarine. His white hair shined and Hector's red coat appeared like blood. The Germans, the Japanese and the Indian felt as if the devil had fallen from the sky himself, but it was unknown which of them was the sinner.

"R-RED DEMON!" A German soldier cried.

Hector's grey eyes shined as they noticed the balding Indian man, "Let's have a drink,"

*BANG*

Some dumbass shot their gun at him, which annoyed Hector, although it didn't hurt him. He lifted the man in the air and threw him into the water. "Is this how you treat your esteemed guests?"

He turned to the Japanese submarine, with one leap he reached the top of it, *BAM* one single punch was enough to make a hole in it, making sure it can't submerge anymore.

The crew of the two submarines felt true horror that day. They overpowered Hector in numbers, but they still felt fear taking over their hearts and minds, although they were in the open sea right now, each of them felt confined, they could only hope that their enemy would be kind.

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German-occupied Poland, Auschwitz concentration camp,

"What did we do to deserve this? Why do they beat us? Are we different?" A young boy, 11 years old, asked his father.

"No, Max, we're no different. It's they who are different, they are mentally challenged. They have nothing to do, so they kill us, beat us. These men have no purpose in life, they are mindless sheep. Never be like this, son," Max's father told him.

"Will we ever get out of here?" Max scaredly asked.

His father had no answer, they were counting days anyway, until one day his name will be called to take a "Bath". he just caressed Max's head, "Don't think too much, whatever is in our fate, we will get it."

Max just silently kept looking outside from the confines of the camp, the barbed wire was really sharp, but by now his cold hands had gotten used to that pain. It was much less than the sound of that dreaded train.

[A/N: As I said before, the majority of Marvel superheroes and villains will be born because of plot demands, but a few things about their circumstances may be different. Hector is going full crazy at this time and the modern world will be slightly different from what we have in the our world.]

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