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Post by Furey "Blondie" Campellone on May 20, 2009 15:37:08 GMT -5
(Sorry i didn't post, i had something to do.) Feury watched as the grenade landed right next to the Private, and the Private knew it, and he covered the Grenade up with his body, to save his First Sergeant. Feury knew his private was dead, and looked up as the Tank Fire'd. He stood up, and walked over to the tank, and climbed up onto the hood, and sad next to the Hatch, thanking the Tank Commander. He then looked down at Daniel, and hopped off of the tank, and over to Daniel. He staired down at him, and said "Good work Soldier, you may stand up now, we all know you are dead." The Tank commander smiled, and went back to inside of his tank, to congratulate his Men, then emerged from the tank, holding three glass bottles of coke. He tossed two to Feury, and opened one for himself. Feury looked down at Daniel, and tapped him with his foot, and said "Anybudy home?"
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Post by Furey "Blondie" Campellone on May 19, 2009 6:57:53 GMT -5
"Its no problem." Feury said as he pulled out a 100 dollar bill from his pocket, and set it on the counter. "I got sent here by Old blood and guts patton, he says i have to stay here for the rest of the war, however long that is, apperently i saw something he didnt want me to see, and i got the option of going here with a 2000 dollar a month pay, or be court marshalled for disobaying a direct order from a General.
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Post by Furey "Blondie" Campellone on May 18, 2009 21:56:59 GMT -5
"I'm Feruy, Feury campellone, a First Sergeant in the U.S army, you?" Feury said to the man who was sitting down next to him, without even looking at him. He yawned, and continued to stair at his beer, Wishing he was at home, or atleast somewhere in france.
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Post by Furey "Blondie" Campellone on May 18, 2009 21:54:54 GMT -5
Fy looked over at the Last man that was left with him as he stopped fireing the Browning. "Whats wrong private?" Feury asked. "Sir.... i beg to report... that it is out of ammunition, we have none left..." The private responded. Feury was now really annoyed. He looked at his watch. "Five minutes until that tank better be here! If we can hold out until then, we will be fine Kid, trust me, if i have to get myself "Killed" ill keep you alive." The private smiled slightly, and said "Thank you sir." before returning his attention to the feild infront of him, picking up his Rifle also. He set it ontop of the log, and took his last grenade, pulled the pin, and chucked it towards the Men. He then reveiled his head, watching to see where it would hit. Meanwhile, Feury was still watching the forest, waiting for any movement to happen, so he could shoot.
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Post by Furey "Blondie" Campellone on May 18, 2009 21:40:55 GMT -5
Feury sat at the Bar, drinking a large beer. He was in switzerland, the place where deserter's went, and he was forced to go to Switzerland, or face court Marshall untill after the war. He looked at His large Glass of beer, and up at the Bartender, and said "Very good beer." "Thank you." The bartender replied, then he turned around. Feury mumbled to himself. He hadent seen any soldier in a long time at the Beer hall. He Yawned, continuing to drink his Large glass of beer. He yawned, hoping someone would walk in, and talk to him.
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Post by Furey "Blondie" Campellone on May 18, 2009 21:20:56 GMT -5
Feury was now beginning to worry. He watched as the men that where following him where being picked off. First the radio man, then the Ammo loader for the Browning. He looked out of the forest, and could see no one, for now. He picked up a long stick that was lying on the ground, and tied the White cloth to it, setting it down next to the log, just incase he needed it. He looked down at his watch, it had already been 15 minutes since he asked for that tank, and there where no signs of it at all. He looked behind him at the forest, then back at the Field, just before the cliff's edge. He picked up his Lee-Enfeild, and felt the Knife he had strapped to his Leg under his Pants. He Looked around, his back against the Log, with his Lee in hand, watching the Forest. He picked up the Stick with the white cloth on it, and set it on his lap, just in-case. He kept silent, watching the Last man left in his Half-Squad sit next to him. They both Where silent, before the Private went back to the Browning, and began to spray the feild with it. Feury listened very carefully, blocking out the sound of the MG, and listening for anything unusual.
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Post by Furey "Blondie" Campellone on May 18, 2009 20:48:27 GMT -5
Feury could hear The MG blasting, and yelled over to the Radio Operator "CALL ME IN DOG! I REPEAT, CALL IN DOG! They have an MG!" The radio operator nodded, and pulled the phone out of his Radio Pack, and began to yell in the Request. Feury stuck his head up just a little over the Log, enough for him to see the men, and for the "Enemy" to see the First Sergeant Logo on his Helmat. He saw the few men, and hid his head from the log. He ripped a small peice of White Cloth off of his Undershirt just incase his men died, and put it in his Pocket. He looked over the men again, and watched as his men reloaded the Browning, and began to fire it towards the rocks again. They spotted the Private trying to get the radio, and fire'd in his direction, but missed. Feury looked back at the Radio man, and the Sergeant shook his head, saying "They are both taken sir, im sorry....". Feury balled his hand into a fist, and banged it into the log Angrily. He looked back over at the Sergeant, and grabbed the Phone from his hands, and said into it loudly "COMMAND HQ, I REPEAT, COMMAND HQ, THIS IS FIRST SERGEANT CAMPELLONE, I NEED ALPHA NOW, I REPEAT, I NEED A SHERMAN TANK NOW!" The phone crackled a little, before he heard a quiet reply of "This is command HQ, Roger that Feury, we will have your Sherman Tank there in the next Thirty minutes!"
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Post by Furey "Blondie" Campellone on May 18, 2009 16:42:18 GMT -5
Feury looked around, he, and three men had retreated back into a small stretch of woods, and he was saying behind a log, watching the men set up the Browning. He looked over, and saw about, 12 people, and 1 First Sergeant. He whispered into the Gunner's ear "Fire at will.". After about, 10 seconds of silence, the Browning opened up with Blank rounds, and sprayed the men on the top of the hill. Feury watched, and somewhat laughed at the surprise of the Men on the top of the hill. He watched as about, 9 Men fell, and two where seriously "Injured". The only man left had been the First Sergeant, who ran for cover. Feury looked across the plain, and pulled out a grenade as the men stopped fireing the Browning. He held the grenade in his hand, his finger in the pin, ready to pull it out, and chuck it. He looked behind him, and watched as a radio man ran up, a Sergeant, and said "Do you need anything sir?". Feury stayed Quiet, and said "Nothing yet, but stay here, i may need you to call Alpha, or Dog if we need to get out of here."
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Post by Furey "Blondie" Campellone on May 17, 2009 19:22:02 GMT -5
"Alright men, we have to move back from this position, i see ALOT of men, around 15, comming from the enemy's side, and we need to scoot out of here now, so pick up that Browning, and lets get amove on." Feury said to the few men taht where following him. They nodded, and slowly began to pack up their Browning. He looked around, and took a dummy grenade from one of the Sergeants, and pulled the pin, watching it roll down the Mountian, towards some logs.
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Post by Furey "Blondie" Campellone on May 11, 2009 17:48:31 GMT -5
Hey, i've decided i'd like to join, would you put me in somewhere?
Thanks.
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Post by Furey "Blondie" Campellone on May 11, 2009 17:47:06 GMT -5
As Feury listened to the Loud ring, and he smiled. He had been the only First Sergeant to sign up for the war games, so he outranked a few people. He looked around at the men of team two, which was based in the south, and began to bark a few orders before he picked up his Lee Enfeild rifle, and began to run up to the Top of the cliff, somewhere in the east, where he could see almost all of the feild below. He loaded his rifle with a dummy round, and checked one dummy grenade strapped to his chest on the way up the cliff. Once he finially got to the top, about five minutes later, he looked across the feild, seeing almost no one, but his own men. He laid down on the grass, right next to the edge of the hill, and began to look through the metal aim, looking for someone he might be able to shoot, as a woodby sniper.
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Alright
May 5, 2009 15:40:25 GMT -5
Post by Furey "Blondie" Campellone on May 5, 2009 15:40:25 GMT -5
Uhm, YES they did, when the war in Europe ended, many units where trained for the pacific, and a few managed to get over there, just as it finially ended. Im saying i would be willing to move over to the navy if it gets started, and over to the pacific theater, if i was allowed.
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Alright
May 4, 2009 21:21:11 GMT -5
Post by Furey "Blondie" Campellone on May 4, 2009 21:21:11 GMT -5
ill gladely move over to the Pacific theatre, if it gets me flying, or fighting, or.... well somewhere active. Maybe we could get the navy starte3d, since the pacific had ALOT to do with ships, if we do that, i could switch over to the navy, and maybe captian a ship.... maybe? Just one quick question, ive been wonjmering this for ages, and i think now is the time for me to ask. How do you get Command points to buy stuff?
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Post by Furey "Blondie" Campellone on Apr 28, 2009 16:29:31 GMT -5
I'd like to join it this someday......
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Post by Furey "Blondie" Campellone on Apr 26, 2009 20:34:10 GMT -5
Thank you so much, i still can't get over how much i love it.... its AWSOME!
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