September 01, 1945 to September 21, 1945
Quisling in the American Sector,
Quisling allowed himself a moment of self congratulation on his survival instincts. He had requested a letter of introduction identifying himself as a skilled medical orderly from the head doctor at the camp in the British sector. This secured him a job assisting Sudentland expellees as well as housing – if you could call sharing a room, toilet and shower with several Sudenland families “housing”.
Quisling’s ironic “enemy”…
The biggest threat to Quisling was old fashioned German efficiency. Despite a ruined and occupied country, millions of refugees, the efficient Germans were steadily re-organizing at an alarming rate. For Quisling, this meant an increasing probability of registration, questions and an examination of his documents and life history as a claimed displaced Baltic German. In addition, to efficiency, Germans followed the rules. If the rules said refer suspicious people to authorities for “further examination”, most Germans were going to do just that – it did not matter whether the referring German was personally anti-fascist, pro-nazi or apolitical.
Quisling needed a new ally, and his work at the hospital (and access to medical supplies) put him in touch with somebody who knew somebody, who new somebody willing to help…
Col. Aaberg nets a lead….
Aaberg had enough. His men had identified Norwegian Traveler clans in several north German ports. All claimed to either have no idea where Quisling was, or to have exact knowledge of his location (always to be revealed “soon”) and also have an urgent need for cash in advance. This particular clan, however, was said to have real information.
With a command, the black market cargo of salted herring was confiscated. With another command, the lugers found on the boat were field stripped and tossed into the bay; they were then followed by a surprisingly sophisticated radio set and a handful of souvenir SS daggers. But, it was only after the Norwegian investigators, whose ranks included some former Commandos, handcuffed the crew (a process that involved a few bruises and an unfortunate “slip and fall” accident), and told them that the boat was to be impounded for smuggling, did the amazing transformation occur.
The Travelers suddenly remembered that they did speak standard Norwegian. After questioning, they also remembered that they once had a passenger who looked amazingly like Quisling. Aaberg’s men quickly separated the crew. Their stories were consistent. Col. Aaberg ordered the smuggled Herring as well as the cash and valuables collected as payment to be donated to the German Red Cross. The Travelers were then told to sail their boat back to Norway and stay there for a while.
Quisling in the American Sector,
Quisling allowed himself a moment of self congratulation on his survival instincts. He had requested a letter of introduction identifying himself as a skilled medical orderly from the head doctor at the camp in the British sector. This secured him a job assisting Sudentland expellees as well as housing – if you could call sharing a room, toilet and shower with several Sudenland families “housing”.
Quisling’s ironic “enemy”…
The biggest threat to Quisling was old fashioned German efficiency. Despite a ruined and occupied country, millions of refugees, the efficient Germans were steadily re-organizing at an alarming rate. For Quisling, this meant an increasing probability of registration, questions and an examination of his documents and life history as a claimed displaced Baltic German. In addition, to efficiency, Germans followed the rules. If the rules said refer suspicious people to authorities for “further examination”, most Germans were going to do just that – it did not matter whether the referring German was personally anti-fascist, pro-nazi or apolitical.
Quisling needed a new ally, and his work at the hospital (and access to medical supplies) put him in touch with somebody who knew somebody, who new somebody willing to help…
Col. Aaberg nets a lead….
Aaberg had enough. His men had identified Norwegian Traveler clans in several north German ports. All claimed to either have no idea where Quisling was, or to have exact knowledge of his location (always to be revealed “soon”) and also have an urgent need for cash in advance. This particular clan, however, was said to have real information.
With a command, the black market cargo of salted herring was confiscated. With another command, the lugers found on the boat were field stripped and tossed into the bay; they were then followed by a surprisingly sophisticated radio set and a handful of souvenir SS daggers. But, it was only after the Norwegian investigators, whose ranks included some former Commandos, handcuffed the crew (a process that involved a few bruises and an unfortunate “slip and fall” accident), and told them that the boat was to be impounded for smuggling, did the amazing transformation occur.
The Travelers suddenly remembered that they did speak standard Norwegian. After questioning, they also remembered that they once had a passenger who looked amazingly like Quisling. Aaberg’s men quickly separated the crew. Their stories were consistent. Col. Aaberg ordered the smuggled Herring as well as the cash and valuables collected as payment to be donated to the German Red Cross. The Travelers were then told to sail their boat back to Norway and stay there for a while.
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