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Post by Heydrich Šechtl on Oct 7, 2008 23:28:13 GMT -5
The air was filled with music and smoke. T.S. Antonio Mercetti stepped into the tavern, he was not impressed. For all he's seen now, he doesn't like German people one bit although they were good in a fight and Antonio knew he wouldn't mind a German fighting with him. He sat himself near the bartender. He hated the noise was so loud, also the German language to him sounded a bit 'annoying'.
The bartender stepped in front of him asked spoke German which really pissed Antonio off. He motioned with his hand to the bartender that he wanted a drink. The Bartender just left even though Antonio knew that he didn't have a clue what he was talking about. After staring at the patrons for awhile he noticed the bartender had brought him a drink..what a surprise, Beer.
He was missing Italy already..the food, wine, people and the women who had very short skirts. He knew he got transferred to Germany for good as most of the Italians were not so experienced or good in war situations. Hell he was the only Italian here. He took a sip of his beer, and began to wonder what to do next..
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Post by Heydrich Šechtl on Oct 7, 2008 13:51:15 GMT -5
Bullets ran past Antonio and his men. He dind't know if any of his men were injured but he knew they coulnd't take a gunfire for much longer . Antonio shouted, ' 'Nascondere'' and pointed towards the trees. The German half of the patrol didn't understand but when Antonio began to run into the trees they figured it out. Antonio cursed under his breath. Antonio firing as he ran backwards. He tripped on a rock, and was on the ground. He crawled to a nearby tree and hid there. Luckily one of the men Giovanni, Risked his life and created a diversion which gave Antonio enough time to get back. Antonio was grasping for breath breathing deeply he was his leg was injured badly. A bullet has gone in it. He couldn't feel his leg anymore.. His patrol squad were all perfectly stationed behind trees and were delivering short-bursts of fire to the Allies. Antonio With one hand was also delivering fire. One of his soldiers shouted ''We should Retreat sir..Your Leg....!''
Antonio replied, ''Non me ne importa un cavolo! '' Spa'rare!!He screamed in agony...but still not giving up.. Translation
' 'Nascondere''- Hide ''Non me ne importa un cavolo!'' - I don't give a dam!
''Spa'rare'' - Shoot!
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Post by Heydrich Šechtl on Oct 7, 2008 13:02:19 GMT -5
Antonio marched on and on..The roads turned to dirt. His feet was killing him, he ignored his pain and tried to not even move a muscle except march. He was worried about the morale of his troops as they were going to Germany which was new lands for him.
They were being let by an Cpl. from Germany, Dominik Austerlitz. His eyes moved to the Rocks on the mountain..nothing happened, everything seemed to be fine turned his eyes back to the front.
Antonio noticed some rocks falling from the mountain and immediately shouted,
''Men Get your weapons ready i think we are getting ambushed''
All the soldiers aimed at the top of the mountain ready to attack if necessary...
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Post by Heydrich Šechtl on Oct 7, 2008 12:56:01 GMT -5
Weather: Cloudy Temperature: 82 F Time: 1920 Date: April 20th 1944
An German-Italian Patrol are ambushed at a mountainside near Turin on there way into Germany The axis are on heavy gunfire from above. Allies eliminate them and Axis protect Yourself..!!
Equipment Allies: *(Commander)Commissar Vyacheslav Menzhinsk *15 NPCs
Axis *(Commander)S. Antonio Moretti *Cpl. Dominik Austerlitz *10 NPCs
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Post by Heydrich Šechtl on Oct 7, 2008 12:44:00 GMT -5
ill make u the commander and place u on the map
wait while i make the map again and post it in hostile terrain>italy
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Post by Heydrich Šechtl on Oct 7, 2008 8:30:22 GMT -5
Sure you can..now we need some allied soldiers than we can get started!
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Post by Heydrich Šechtl on Oct 7, 2008 6:43:34 GMT -5
Ambush at Turin [/b][/center][/color] Weather: Cloudy Temperature: 82 F Time: 1920 Date: April 20th 1944 I was thinking maybe the allies would ambush us in a mountainous area in Italy. An German-Italian Patrol are ambushed at a mountainside near Turin on there way into Germany The axis are on heavy gunfire from above. I think about 2-3 persons would do it. PlayersAllies: *(Commander)? *15 NPCs * Axis *(Commander) S. Antonio Moretti *Cpl. Dominik Austerlitz *10 NPCs Yeah...and i made map
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Post by Heydrich Šechtl on Oct 5, 2008 3:18:15 GMT -5
Character Name: Antonio Moretti Rank: Seargent What Army Will You Serve Beneath? : Nazi/German Army Nationality: Italian Character History: Antonio De Luca was born in Sicily in 1924 to both Italian parents, Giovanni and Andrea De Luca, the family was a poor-middle class family. He is a strong believer in fascism. His father was a farmer and the mother a cook for the army. He didn't have any siblings and he helped his mother in the kitchen until he was noticed by a corporal who visited the camp often as a strong and intelligent boy so Antonio was enlisted in the army by the corporal. The camp he went to was a boys secret training facility in Italy to train them to become soldiers. Antonio learned basic gun fighting at a early age and is a good shooter and a charismatic man. He is a straightforward man and he has a lot of trust in the leadership of Mussolini and is ready to die for him. He earned low wages but had enough to afford his family a small house near the capital of Roma. Antonio was respected by his fellow soldiers and officers alike. After Italy entered world war 2 he was more than happy to serve his country and help his country. He is a loud man with good leadership skills but sometimes he is a bit cowardly when outnumbered. He dislikes Germans and Hitler but he is willing to do anything it takes to serve Mussolini. He now serves in the Italian town of Milan as a master sergeant and is getting ready to get transferred to the front lines to fight for Italy and help the Nazi Germans if ordered... Writing Sample: It was quite like everyone was dead. Not a word anywhere. Antonio reassured himself nothing was going to happen. Making sure his pistol was thingyed and ready to go, he slid through the ruins like a snake looking at every possible action he could take. Taking a long breath he looked around..still nothing. Both satisfied and frightened he continued.
He was on a mission. He and 2 other men were dropped behind enemy lines in the dead of night to secure a small outpost in the middle of the battlefield. 1 of the men had been shot while they were running through and the other had injured his leg and Antonio had to abandon him. Guilt was running through his mind. He left his best mate in the middle of a war torn area. God knows what might happen to him, Slavery..Death, But it was too late to think about it now. Suddenly the light caught the attention of his eyes. He reached the outpost.
He sighed with relief as he found it. He didn't have much left in him. He was walking on raw willpower and determination alone. He tried to find people inside the tower-like building. He cursed, there was about 10 to 15 men. He couldn't face them at least not alone...memories flooded his head of his past. His brother died because of an reckless attack in the army to the allied forces and his parents were devastated. He didn't want the same to happen to him. He was thinking of feeling
He tuned around as heard a noise. Sweat poured down his body like water. He shuffled to the side. Took his pistol and got ready. The noise came closer. He knew it was the time. He peeked out a hole in a ruin of a building he was hiding behind, he saw about a division of soldiers. Assuming they were allied forces he turned around and shouted ''In the name of the great nation of Italy'' and started shooting blindly to scare them off..maybe. After he had no more bullets he stared at his so called enemies found them to be a battalion of German soldiers.
He dropped on his knees. Feeling scared to death. He started to daze out. He didn't think any of the German's notice him and they were preoccupied with the allies. He could hear the allied soldiers coming out the tower and for the last thing heard gunfire.
Woke up. Still blurred out Antonio thought for sure he was a goner. Did he die?..Prisoner of war maybe..when he cleared up he saw it was a German medic. He had dozed for about 5 hours. When asked for an explanation he lied and told that he was shot in the back by allied snipers. The Germans let Antonio go as they weren't allowed to do anything to Italians die to the Pact Of Steel. He walked back to the nearest HQ feeling satisfied with his work.
Approved/Denied?: Approved Staff Notes: Great application, sorry for the delay was on vacation. I am accepting you at the rank you requested SS-Unterscharführer (Sergeant) Welcome to the board!!,
~Austin
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