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Post by Austin on Sept 28, 2008 22:19:19 GMT -5
Moderation Post [/u] Ok, Current Updated Posting order is as follows for the offensive half. Me and Egbert will be modding now due to last minute change of plans. We are also changing he posting time to 48 hours on this half!! Have Fun Good luck to Y'all..... You Krauts will need them, Just Kidding should be a well fought fight! Posting Order: Winters von Schmitt MSgt. Rikimaru Azuma Gustein Williams Feuergeist Fox Rommel Sturm Wagemuler Trinity Shapiro Due to the size of the list, you have 48 hours to post, otherwise it is forfeited to the next member in the list. ~Austin![/color]
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Post by Austin on Oct 8, 2008 9:08:15 GMT -5
Okay, sorry Schmitt but it has been like 10 days, we can't wait this long, it is now, MSgt. Rikimaru Azuma's turn. Although Egbert may still be able to post if eh does before MSGT Rikik does. ~Austin!
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Post by ∬:Egbert Von Schmit on Oct 8, 2008 19:06:03 GMT -5
OOC: I Would Like To Apologise For My Lateness and Absenses Lately. My Computer Had Broke Down, But Now Its Fixed. Austin Has Allowed Me To Post, Aslong as Im Still At Standards. Thanks Again Austin![/size] (( German Speech Translated Into English Language )) The Sun was high, the wind was blowing, and the air was fresh. Schmit could feels the wind blow into his face, as he looked out into sea. He was ready, his beach was ready, everyone was ready. Looking out, Schmit started to see the destroyers starting to stop. Turning there ships and letting out there troops. By Schmits thoughts, They thought they were not seen. Leaning over to one of his guards, Schmit said " You see that over there, thats the allied forces. They are hitting us, trying to stop us from gaining victory. We Aint Gonnna Let That Happen Are We? ". " No Oberfuhrer! " As He looked back into the sea, schmit decided to commence the artillery bombardment. As he turned around, the Flak 88 head soldier came up to Schmit. " Sir, The Ships are in range, Should We Start Fireing? ". " Indeed, Make Sure You Get The Luffwaffe To Head Out To ". " Yes Sir! ". The Soldier shouted, turned around and was off. With Schmit looking out to see, He new this was gonna make history. About 2 minutes later, the flak 88's began to fire. Shell after shell, puffs of smoke his the ships, as the round was let out. Soon enough, Schmits Flak Crew werent the only ones fireing, The allied ships began to fire too. With this starting to happen, Schmit Shouted Out as loud as he could, " EVERYONE ONE DOWN NOW, FIND COVER! ". Shells reached the beaches, slamming down one by one, puncturing the ground like an angry giant. Schmit turned tail into the closest bunker, running over to the open window. All the ships had been fireing, as well as the flak guns. Soon enough, Schmit started to hear loud motors. It was the luffwaffe, this was a good sign. Schmit looked out as one squadron of the Ju 87 Stukas flew by, along with a couple ME 109's for air support. As they got closer, all of a sudden, a couple whistles went off, as little black tubes were dropped onto the ship. Out of complete nowhere, a couple P51 mustangs came into view, and the skys started the invasion. The planes were fighting, the artillery were trying to kill each other, and the infantry were waiting to battle. It was only 50 seconds untill the " higgens boats " hit the beaches. It seemed to Schmit that the men were ready, well trained and battle hardened. As Schmit started to head out of the bunker he shouted out, " I Want Both of those Mg-42's louded with 5000 rounds each! I Want these Beaches ours! ". Schmit ran out, dodging things as he ran by. As He ran outside to his platoon, he shouted out, " 1st Platoon! I Want You All On Me, 3 Per Bunker. When You Hear My Whistle, I Want You To Retreat to the big house over there understand? ". " Yes Sir! ". The Men where up, and off. There Were 4 Bunkers, 3 Men each, and 12 men in his platoon. It Was a perfect set for Schmit. All of a sudden, machine gun fire roared, and a couple screams roared into the air, as the Allied soldiers hit the beaches. Schmit thought, Are we to late? With quick reflexes, Schmit turned around and headed toward the most east bunker of the beach. All machine guns where roaring now. Rifles were fireing and men were screaming. The beach was starting to be a graveyard, to what Schmit could hear. Arriving at the bunker, Schmit slung his Mp40 into his hands, eager to fire it. Looking out, the allied soldiers had already left the Higgens Boats, running onto the beaches. Quickly aiming at one of the soldiers, Schmit fired as the bullets ripped out of the sub-machinegun, ramming into one of the soldiers. Looking at another man, Schmit had spotted something, something that he wasnt to sure about. Quickly reaching for his binoculars, Schmit kept his eye on that man, making sure he didnt leave his sight. Getting the binoculars to his eyes, Schmit looked out at the man to his eyes. According to his knowledge of being a Colonel, that man was a Colonel himself. Putting the binoculars away, Schmit looked over to the Bunker commander and said, " I Want You Machine Guns Fireing at The Man There, He Is A High Ranking Officer! ". The Man nodded, and told the gunners what to do. Schmit thought in his mind, hopefully they could hold the beaches.
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Post by Austin on Oct 8, 2008 23:42:44 GMT -5
****MODERATION POST****
- Egbert you have killed 1 soldier from every platoon, I really don't have time to mod mark right now, so if that is good for you, if not let me know. I think its fair you killed one man from each platoon.
~Austin!
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Post by MSgt. Rikimaru Azuma on Oct 11, 2008 14:28:37 GMT -5
Rikimaru lies with the rest of the Colonel's platoon. Numb, Unemotional, non-feeling.Fear stains his memories as he reflects on a placid morning at Iwo Jima when he had stormed the Pacific.He had known this feeling all too well.Frightening images of the fallen scramble in his mind, their voices like static as he could hear the screams of his friends fall.Rikki knew these soldiers would experience it as well. For them it no longer be a usual day in the Army.Preparing for war,blithely indulging in normal routine.Carefree...Content...Unaware... of the true horrors of war.Being an expert marksman in training is nothing when you're not able to cope with the mental stress of trying to remain calm so you can squeeze of the right shot while bullets are constantly flying over your head. The LCI crashed against the beaches.A sudden blast startled the platoon. A mortar round? Deafening eruptions penetrate the calm. Sinuous voices now puncuated by gunshots, the demonic splintering the angelic. Rikki hushes to the rhythm of pounding hearts.U.S. Soldiers scream through the beach as terror burns itself on innocent faces. Tick, Tick, Tick -11:21 - lives are changed forever. Shock..Hysteria... Why? The sounds of bombs ignite horror through our veins and send chills that pinch the skin like needles. Some run. SOme stand paralyzed in shock, numbness engulfing all emotions.Billows of powder blanket the beach, creating ghostly images. Rikki looks through the delicate webs of fire and see the fruits of hatred.Bullets shatter souls and invades bodies, as malice sears the souls of the Nazi's. A soldier prays; another hides in stunned confusion; a Private bleeds. Like children they are helpless, longing to be in mama,s arms. Screaming.... frantic....Why? Two faces are plastered against the ground.The horror in their eyes strips away Rikki's consciousness.His first instinct is to run; He ducks as bullets spray the beach. Omaha Beach is no the grounds of warfare- moratl fighting in the fields of bombs and bullets.Weapons that have fallen into the wrong hands have only one purpose and they are trying to kill us and all Rikki hears is gunfire. Crackling, Crackling, Humming, bursting, screaming, ringing, what now, Too much Too soon, Too young, So scared Help us. Rikki whispers as he struggles to escape but he is slowed as he trudges through the crimson water.Through the shattered windows of his eyes he sees milky clouds that absorb the sun; He sees a golden light and sunburned sand; He cannot get there fast enough. He is almost at the shore. A bullet ricochets off the pane of a nearby cross. The round swirls like a droplet into the water. creating rings that shiver and spread, shattering as Rikki dashes to the shore. All is silent. He hasn't escaped hell. there is a hill where ten broken bodies lie in wait and where others play dead. In the darkness that shrouds the beach, angels embrace the lifeless, and their wings flicker light against a hill of helpless shadows.God now wraps his arms around the beach and gathers the souls of the lost, making strong the souls of the weak, cries for the violence on Earth. Time picks up an some are vulnerable, insecure. A nazi's bark screams like bullets. Who to trust? Our haven is destroyed, and we are scatted. Rikki sits in the hill, immobilized . While anxiety and guilt wraps themselves around him. Angry..Numb... Why? Rikki looks over and sees a familiar face. He sees Colonel Winters and gives a weak smile. He rushes over and lays he's back against the ground. "What are our orders, Sir!?!" Rikki screams over the screeching of the bullets that whiz through the air.
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Post by ∬:Egbert Von Schmit on Oct 12, 2008 8:29:40 GMT -5
------------------------- Moderation Post ----------------------------- - Man Oh Man Oh Man. Thats Post Was Fascinating, Just Incredible. Your Descriptions and Everything, Was Good.
- Well You Didnt Really Make Any Offensive Actions So This Post Was Kinda Like A Neutral Post.
Next Post: Kurt Gerstein. You Have 48 Hours To Post.
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Kurt Gerstein
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Post by Kurt Gerstein on Oct 14, 2008 19:25:57 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry got caught up doing other stuff.
Kurt watched as the ships got closer and closer. Waiting for the mass slaughter of thousands of Allies and a great victory.
Kurt began giving out orders to His Commander Egbert's troops as he was the second in command.
He walked over to the door of the bunker. Shouting out to everyone that the allies were close, and to prepare for battle.
They all came rushing into the bunker each grabbing a position on the mouth of the bunker. Kurt turned aroudn and grabbed his very rare STG 45 that was leaning up against the bunker wall. He rested it easily against, the cell of the bunker opening. Aligning the warm iron sights with one of the LCI's approaching making sure they were still what he had remembered them to be not being in battle for months.
He then stood up straight and ordered two troops to man the MG. The rest take aim and prepare for battle. Each man rested his Kar 98 against the concrete frame. Chatting amongst them selves talking about how this was gonna be no problem to fight off these allies, and how we had spent so long fortifying it.
Then the allies came within several hundred yards of the beach. They were moving ever so slow. What looked like slow was misconceiving. Within a minute they were on the beaches fire had erupted everywhere.
Kurt ordered the MG to begin firing at full pace. It opened up with its sharp "CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!". Throwing Sand everywhere. Making loud "PINGS!" As its struck obstacles. He then threw up his own weapon after making sure everyone else, had their weapons firing as ordered.
His weapon was fairly accurate at these sort of ranges. He particularly aimed for one soldier he saw he was holding a browning 30, it looked as if he was under the command of a LT. (This would be Foxes platoon he was firing on.) He then began firing on soldiers, from his platoon only hoping to single a few of them off.
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Post by ♠1st Sergeant Williams on Oct 14, 2008 19:51:30 GMT -5
It was time.. The once fresh ocean scent was now polluted... With the smell of the those dirty Krauts and their gunpowder, the smoke polluting the air from the several hundred LCI's, and the smell of... Fish? Damn Kraut's and the fish in the sea... "Damn I forgot!! Private!! Grab be the bazooka!" "You there, go with him and grab a couple extra rockets with it!" shouted Williams at two of his privates, which replied with a "Yes sir!" as they ran off. Williams could only hope that this turned out good. The plan was simple, blast the second MG42 nest, and hope that the nazi sons of bitches die. If it went good, an opening would be provided. Williams was a good shot, but he knew one shot might just not cut it from a bazooka, so what would he do? Fire two. Running to the front of the LCI, Williams braced himself for the impact against the land. 'Crash!' the loud noise rang through his ears as Williams trashed back and forth once, before he regained his posture. The two privates came back, with the rest of his squad in the same position he was in. The privates had the bazooka with a loaded warhead, and the other one was carrying two. "Alright, we all know the plan!" said Williams, as he peeked over the edge. Bullet shots rang inches away from him, as they ricocheted off of the heavy armor plated LCI. Taking aim at the 2nd pillbox from the top, Williams placed his face to the cold metal Bazooka as he looked through the iron sights. 'BOOM!', Williams fired. Smoke came, he didn't know if he did or didn't miss, and another warhead was then loaded in. 'BOOM!', Williams fired again. Tossing the bazooka down softly, Williams grabbed his springfield, and began to take aim at survivors, and fired two shots. "Let's hope this all goes for the best!" shouted Williams, as the many other men ran down the LCI and numerous were shot and killed. ((Hope you don't mind the ending statement, but come on... There aren't only gonna be 13 people on an LCI.))
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Schwarz Feuergeist
Newly Enlisted
Unterscharf?hrer-(Waffen SS)
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Post by Schwarz Feuergeist on Oct 14, 2008 20:33:41 GMT -5
Schwarz could see the allies running up the beach, attempting to get at the bunkers. Then a yahoo with a bazooka fired at the bunker next to theirs. He shoved the private out of the way and commandeered the MG-42. He fired an entire belt at the bazooka-wielding maniac, then turned his attention to the other LCI's, firing at random soldiers going up the beach. There were a few coming out next to a Colonel, and he fired at them, hoping a stray bullet would strike the higher-ranking officer. The barrel proceeded to melt after he fed the third belt through, and he assigned a private to replace it, informing him that he had eight seconds. Firing his MP40 at random into the mosh pit, he pelted the allies with bullets. He iron-sight sniped a few soldiers, then returned to the heavy machine gun, firing at the onrushing allies with a vengeance. Clattering, the machine gun ate away the belt. And the next. He decided to let the barrel cool, rather than overheat it, and he reloaded and continued shooting his MP40 out the hole, physically feeling the heat that wafted past from the barrel. It was going to be a long battle.
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Post by ∬:Egbert Von Schmit on Oct 14, 2008 20:39:14 GMT -5
------------------------------ Moderation Post ---------------------------- This Is For Kurt ( The Reason Why Im Mod-Marking An Axis Post Is Because This Is Winters German Character, As He Cant Mark His Own As Thats Not Right. ) - Nice Work, The Shots You Have Fired Had Successfully Punctured Through The Soldiers Throat, Resulting In Him Dropping The Thirty Cal.
- Fox: You Have One Post To Have Someone Else Retrieve The 30. Cal Or It Will Be Lost or Destroyed.
This Is For Williams: - The Bazooka Shot Exploded Right Infront Of The Machine Gunners Which Defected There Eyesight. For The Next Round, That Bunker Will Have A Decreased Aim of 20%.
- The First Shot You Made Had Richoched off the bunker wall, getting one of the Mg42 Guards Attention. The Second Shot Ripped Into The Soldiers Shoulder Which Resulted In The Soldier Dropping To The Ground, Unable To Have His Weapon Sturdy.
GUYS (And Girls) PLEASE READ:If You Have Seen A Post That Hasent Been Mod-Marked, Please Dont Post. Wait For Someone To Mod-Mark It. Thanks. ~ James
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Post by Austin on Oct 18, 2008 22:48:17 GMT -5
****MODERATION POST**** - Ok, I am having such little time lately.
- You missed the man with the bazooka due to you just constantly firing without accuracy.
- BUT You did kill 2 soldiers from 1st Platoon
- Over all decent post.
- Also by the way you have a Kar98 (Bolt action) and a STG 45 (Assault Rifle) Within your possession not an MP40.
NEXT POST:William Fox! Thanks, ~Austin![/color]
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Post by Austin on Oct 28, 2008 23:31:04 GMT -5
Okay, unfortunately enough William Fox has pulled out of the epic thread. So I am now looking for someone to take over is platoon, and command it through the rest of the battle.
~Austin!
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Post by ♠SSGT Zeke Sturm on Nov 8, 2008 10:57:22 GMT -5
I wouldn't know who could, but I think we should probably just move on with the posting order for the time being. Maybe you could command two platoons, austin, and say Fox caught a bullet and it going back to the ships to get patched up.
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Post by Austin on Nov 9, 2008 1:37:47 GMT -5
Ok, I see that it is frustrating dealing with in activeness, I understand, I am VERY busy lately, and there ie few members on, so I am from here on postponing the Battle until reopened, when we completely decide on what to do with the current situation.
~Austin!
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