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Post by Heydrich Šechtl on Jan 3, 2010 10:59:15 GMT -5
Actually I went blank for a moment there...
I'd say Walter's right.
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Post by Heydrich Šechtl on Jan 3, 2010 1:03:24 GMT -5
The chicken. Oh wait...
Poland physically, Austria politically.
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Post by Heydrich Šechtl on Dec 14, 2009 3:23:33 GMT -5
Alrighty, thanks for telling us. Adiós Amigo!
Have fun.
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BOO!
Dec 14, 2009 3:17:56 GMT -5
Post by Heydrich Šechtl on Dec 14, 2009 3:17:56 GMT -5
Yea thats plenty most of us are only one for an hour or so anyways. Thanks, ~Austin! *Clears throat* Yeah, what kind of idiot stays on the forum all day, refreshing the pages, checking if anybody comes online, re-reading posts. Well a big one. *Coughs and Runs*
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Post by Heydrich Šechtl on Dec 14, 2009 3:01:13 GMT -5
I, myself have been slack these few weeks. As I do stuff that Austin forgets sometimes (Like issuing stuff. =])
Hope you enjoy your roleplaying life on these boards and if you have any question never hesitate to ask me or any of the other dudes that are up there. =P
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Post by Heydrich Šechtl on Dec 10, 2009 21:30:42 GMT -5
Banned for insulting the Der Führer.
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Post by Heydrich Šechtl on Dec 1, 2009 5:46:38 GMT -5
You get a sausage.
I insert Hitler's mustache.
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Post by Heydrich Šechtl on Nov 29, 2009 6:45:11 GMT -5
He was not really a man that enjoyed roughing it out in the country, it could also be said that he was quite a spoiled little boy when he was young. But he was a man of wits and cleverness and knew what it took to make army run, even though he had seen less action and almost all of the lieutenants in the army, few people would confront him about his position. He groaned inside as he felt that he muscles were still stiff since he walked behind the men who were jogging as he felt no intention to tire himself out at the current moment. Stretching himself out slowly without making it too obvious he almost forgot about the man standing infront of him, the one who had control of the panzers. He himself wasn't a fan of vehicles or anything to do with engineering or playing with screwdrivers and such but he knew that these vehicles were instrumental in any battle.
He looked at the man and acknowledged his name. Bruno Von Haus , it sounded oddly familiar but then again he probably heard it then forgot. He heard the mans next few words and turned to him immediately rubbing his chin and whatever little facial hair that he had. It was a good idea, he didn't have much to do anyway and nor did he plan for them to do anything. ''That sounds like a great idea, alright. I'll head out for awhile with the men while you get prepared too, any specifics about this i should keep in mind?'' He said sharply with a sly smile, it should surprise the men and as he said he hoped that they would cooperate more.
His men were mostly very cooperative but when he had met them they were more like caged animals, always arguing and bickering about even the smallest things. But after having their first experience on the field, they had calmed. And had more respect for Heydrich. He was just about to turn his attention to his men, when he noticed that another man was approaching them. From his equipment he guessed he was a sniper. He first wondered if it was one of his men or Bruno's but since his expression was filled with curiosity too, he guessed he was not from either's platoon. He heard him speak and opened his mouth, ''Well what are you doing here?'' Putting emphasis on the you. But he said it with no seriousness which was proved by his smile.
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Post by Heydrich Šechtl on Nov 21, 2009 11:39:02 GMT -5
The soft breeze of the early morning took him. It smelled weird, he guessed that blood and sweat had not polluted it that early. When he was a little child his overly pessimistic brother told him to enjoy the view of the world that we polluted and some other stuff about some dangerous chemicals which he did not care for much in those days. He got lost in dreams for awhile and rubbed his eyes and looked at his men starting to stretch and smiled. He remembered about the officer he was talking to and turned to face him. He listened to the man's word about moving and did a quick nod. In reality he didn't even know what to do with them but he knew his trusty second in command had something in mind.
He walked over to the men and watched them like he cared, often giving one of two pointers, he looked at the tank commander and noticed he was getting out and kept his position near his men. He glanced over at the horizon but darkness restricted him from seeing anything farther from the area that was barely lighted up. He watched as the man got out of his tank and Heydrich took that opportunity to walk back to him. He didn't say anything but he heard what he said. “Why don’t you and your men join me in a training?” He never even got that idea but thinking about it, it would actually be a good experience for the men and himself since he wasn't really an experienced veteran.
''You got yourself a deal!'' He reached his hand out to shake with the man. Name's Heydrich. Heydrich Šetchl. 1st Lieutenant. He spoke as there hands met. He knew who the tank commander was and he was probably sure that he's heard of him somehow too. He always liked to introduce himself, but it was always more of a habit since his father had used to talk all formerly. And since he was a scientist for the Reich, Heydrich barely saw his father and mostly just saw him when he went there to the labs himself with his mother to be a trainee there. He looked at everybody and turned back to the general. ''So what do you suggest of doing? Truth be told, I'm too tired to think but the men needed to be taught a lesson'' He finished with a smirk looking around and folded his arms.
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Post by Heydrich Šechtl on Nov 20, 2009 12:11:58 GMT -5
It was all peaceful for awhile, nobody talked to him. Nothing bothered him, even the men up in this hour training didn't bother him. He had gotten used to it. But an annoying buzzing sound kept gathering in his head. First it was just like a background music to some horror movie but then it grew louder slowly. He got up, quite quickly and looked around. He had slept with the rest of his platoon that day since it really didn't bother him that much where he slept. He got up from his bed slowly finding a bunch of his men gathered in the corner arguing. Great, he mumbled as he slowly walked towards them. Some of them noticed and started moving away nonchalantly and going back to their beds pretending if they were only going out to take a visit to the toilet.
But the two soldiers argument was pretty loud, even so the sleepiness that Heydrich had overtook him and it was nothing but mumbles and gibberish. He walked up to them and he cleared his throat almost ready to shout. He maintained a cool posture even though his eye's clearly showed no signs of real care about what was going on. One of the arguing men noticed and started panicking and shoved the one in front of him to make him shut up and made him look in the direction where Heydrich was standing.
''Having a little fun at a time like this? Great'' he said sharply making it clear that he was not happy in the least. Both of them spoke so fast mumbling apologies that he barely understood what both of them said and truth be told he wasn't in a mood to care. ''Men. Congratulations. You just earned the whole platoon...'' He stopped there with a grin on his face turning to everybody that was awake and the people who were trying to spark up the fight. ''A round outside the camp! And don't expect to be back while the sun is still in the air'' Although it would not have happened normally, but they all groaned like schoolboys told that they had a test or something like that. He knew that they were still blurry eyed.
After ordering the whole platoon to go get ready for the trip he went to get some water in the process washing his face and at the same time being careful not to get water on his clothes. He walked back and asked one of the men to go get his back from the Officer's Quarters where he normally slept. He remembered now, it was more clear now. In the middle of the night there was a rain storm and a faulty roof tile broke and leaned near his bed, Heydrich without telling anyone he just walked over to his Platoon's Quarters and took a bed on the corner. It was not really normal for a officer but at that time he was in no mood to talk to anyone not even the guard outside of the officers quarters. He walked back and saw the men assembled most with glum faces but that changed as soon as he came near them.
He ordered a walk and figured that he would go to the woodlands shooting range first and do some drills there since he wasn't really feeling like going anywhere else. He had to be extra careful while walking because it was still pretty pitch black but he trusted his platoon to follow him. He waited until just until they were out of the sleeping area and ordered each soldier to yell out a number until they reached the area. Heydrich felt like a robot then, he didn't even know if the squad got a number wrong he just walked on, but the one he ordered to keep order did it perfectly.
He reached the area and was not really expecting to find anyone there considering the time it was but then anything was possible in the army. He heard tanks even before he got there but he waited until he saw it for himself. He called up his second in command for now and whispered to him. '' Tanks, huh? Must be that Bruno fellow. Heard he was a tank commander. You get the guys cracking here and I'll go have a word with him, and move the guys to the side a bit. Make sure the tanks don't crush the men.'' He said with a small laugh. He skipped past the squad and walked over the to tanks and saw the men make notice of him with varied salutes. ''How do you do, Tank Commander? Looks like were not the only one's here at this time, eh? Mind if we use some space on the field?'' He said with a smirk.
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Post by Heydrich Šechtl on Nov 19, 2009 4:05:45 GMT -5
The weather finally got to him as he shivered a little but he was still holding up alright. He was not the man with the biggest or best build in the squad but he has his wits to even out his thin frame. He kept looking south occasionally moving his head to see if the men on his side were doing their job or not. It was like a sequence of events that never stopped, left - forward- left - forward. He continued until he got a bit dizzy, where was the patrol? They should have been here by now, whether shouting and running for their lives or slowly returning after a fruitless search. Which one he didn't care. As time went on he was going to almost give up and take a rest and sit down. Heydrich took his MP44 and leaned it against the wall and prepared to sit down as he sat down a loud gunfire popped, he got up immediately as soon he heard it as if he saw a car coming towards him. A few more shots followed. He worried immediate if it was the sniper or the patrol, but simply because of that simple one strong bullet sound and the rest that followed he guessed as much that is was the sniper. He got up and looked outside the side window, it wasn't clear enough to know anything. He threw his binoculars to one of the soldiers manning that window and spoke to him as he went for the door with his weapon in hand. ''Keep watch, I know it's hard but I'll go check up with the man in the foxhole, if you see anybody yell out to me!'' He rushed out to the door and ran across to the far foxhole on his left. In the middle going over to the trench and telling the soldiers it was a false alarm and the enemy was not visible yet and moved away as quickly as he could until he reached the foxhole. He crouched down constantly looking around him to see if he could find anybody or anything watching him. A bit paranoid he called the man slowly, and asked him about the sniper and got his thoughts on where he was and just like he guessed in front of him. '' Alright I want you to get comfortable, cause your our flank guard now. If the sniper was there he was most probably shooting there.'' He said pointing to the south . ''I want you facing that way if you don't like it here you can move to that tree on north.'' The soldier stated he wanted to stay where he was. Heydrich nodded and wished luck to the soldier and rushed back to the house, the few seconds it took to run felt like a few minutes, now that he knew there was an enemy he was more paranoid but he never let it show to his men. He opened the door and took took his binoculars back from the private and talked to him. "I want you to go to the tree up north to where our guy is in. " He pointed to the big tree as he said this. He assured himself that the flanks would be properly guarded now at least enough the guard would give them enough time to get the men in the house and trenches into action too. He didn't want to stop now with the man gone to help the man in the foxhole, Heydrich had to watch both windows more carefully to hopefully spot an enemy and warn everybody, occasionally looking from his binoculars to see if he could spot anything. __________________________________________
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Post by Heydrich Šechtl on Nov 18, 2009 2:30:50 GMT -5
Alright ladies, I'm modding this one. Got any questions ask now? Furey you want to add any thing else? I shall close the sign up here anyway, I think this is enough people for a battle although I could bend that rule if an Axis comes. The way it is now, Axis will get extra 7 npc - Yes seven, because five is too little and ten too much for me.
This will be started as soon as the battle, 'Waltz in the Wood' finishes because two of the members here are in that thread. Good luck men and you guys better start making your battle plans.
-Heydrich/Mike
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Post by Heydrich Šechtl on Nov 17, 2009 6:48:55 GMT -5
He noticed the rain dropping down more occasionally then usual and lifted his hand in the air to feel the rain. He looked around and saw the fog lifting slowly. Good. It'll make things all the more easier for Erwin, he just hoped the sniper could do without a spotter, but then again in these surroundings it would be better to work alone since the vegetation would prove hard for the spotter to do his job anyway. He knew he needed to prepare some sort of defense to make the area come in favor for them. He peered over the left of someone calling for him. It was the men sent with Erwin, good. That must mean he must have settled down. He wondered for a second where the enemy would be. East, south, north or west. He knew right and behind him were really improbable since he arrived from there. He grinned as he praised himself for sending the patrol to the best possible direction at least for him. Now his hope was that they would fulfill their orders. Spot the enemy, come back and if possible lure them back slowly. He waited for the men to get back and planned in his mind the perfect positions for them to be in. Alright. He had four men without any orders or positions. He pointed to the tree at the bottom of the house and ordered one of them to stand behind the tree, ready to pop out if any action ensured. Next he asked the second and the third man to, even how much he didn't like it go into trenches. '' I don't want you to even pop up a muscle stay in and out of the view from all time, if you here gun fire or any commotion, I need you both to take them by surprise. Wait for further orders. '' He gave a blank expression with determination in his eyes, making them speak for themselves as he finished giving them the final orders. He beckoned to the final soldier to come into the house. He never liked to feel exposed. He set up a post himself and the other looking outside the house with the men already posted there with one man on each window hoisting a gun on the window sill and waiting for anyone to come into their sights. He warned them about their own patrols as he slowly calmed himself down from all the orders, clearing his mind. ___________________________________________
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Post by Heydrich Šechtl on Nov 12, 2009 3:32:17 GMT -5
Meh... It's not that bad, since we had some serious downtime on the site. But still...
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Post by Heydrich Šechtl on Nov 11, 2009 18:52:30 GMT -5
You get a bloody dinner.
I insert the whole french army.
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