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| Jobes Posts: 206/453 |
Rico noticed that the man who stormed the bunker isn't moving anymore. "First Squad guard this area. Don't let anybody in or out. We need this area to ensure that we get a foothold here. Second Squad you are with me. You three go that way, you two come with me." As Rico started to move his men out two Germans popped Rico shoot the first on in the head and the second was killed by the sniper with first squad. They finally reach the man that is laying down. "Medic get your ass over here."
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Medic can running over to Alex, pulling out clean bandages. "Alright Son, where have you been hit? |
| Dark Vader Posts: 282/335 |
*Dack gets up and runs to the appointed bunker as soon as the machine gun stops firing. He pulls his pistol and slings his rifle over his shoulder as he reaches the trench in front of it. He sees someone out of the corner of his eye and brings the pistol to bear, but stops from pulling the trigger when he recognizes the American uniform.*
Private! Were is the rest of your unit? *He turns to the other end of the trench as he hears running footsteps behind him, three Nazi bastards run around the corner, and three Nazi bastards fall to the ground dead from well placed head shots.* |
| Cairoi Posts: 258/3807 |
Alex ran across the beach and went into the hull of the ship. He motioned for Xeios to follow him and dashed forward. He fired at the machine gunner and reloaded his gun. He ducked under the sandbags for a moment and noticed the firing was growing weaker. The Germans must be running out of ammo. He peered up to notice the Germans in the trench weren't firing. He saw his opportunity. He hurtled over the sandbag and ran up the beach. Bullets whizzed pass, but some divine force allowed him to make it to the trench. He leaped in and, had taken the bayonet off of the gun, stabbed into the chest of the closest German. He ripped it out, stabbed the next one, and so forth, until he cleared the bunker. One nasty German sliced open his left forearm badly, and he wrapped it in bandage. It didn't hit the bone or muscle, but it was bleeding enough to stop him a moment. He lied down and waited for someone to come. |
| Leon D. Sagara Posts: 90/859 |
Name: Grim Faust
Age: 22 Hometown: Vail, Colorado Weapons: 2 .45 Cal Pistols, A Silenced Long Ranged Boltaction Sniper Rifle, A Chest strap full of grenades ((All that can be seen)) Rank: Freelance ((All members of his team were killed in the innital run)) :: Standing on top of one of the tower bunkers, Grim lobbed a grenade into the turret hole and lept off the side as it exploded landing in the shrubs and rolling drawing his guns and staying low:: Its about time some more soldiers got here, now they might stop shooting at just me ::Grim made his way to the other tower'd bunker and slipped in through a concealed window that lead to the bottom floor:: |
| Dark Vader Posts: 262/335 |
Name: Dack Anderson
Age: 20 Weapons: M-1 Garrand Rifle with 20 clips and a Colt .45 with 5 clips Hometown: Petaluma, CA Rank: Sargent *Another lander hits the beach. The front hatch drops down and three men get off before a machine gun nest opens up on it. Dack throws himself down to a prone position behind one of the large tank barriers. He aims up at the machine gun nest with his M-1 and opens fire.* |
| Jobes Posts: 168/453 |
Rico orders his men to give Jack cover fire. " Jack when we start firing move your ass. We won't be able to surpress them for long so you move your ass to that cover. Ready. Set. GO GO GO! Rico's squad starts firing. |
| Xeios Posts: 590/2954 |
Jack disliked being carried by Rico. The man smelled of dishonor. Jack was thrown to the dirt.
"You idiot, I was protecting the engineer." Jack stood and ran, he was ducking behind anti-tank blockades and sheltering himself in the large pits carved by bombs. Bullets followed him. They were sticking in the sand around him. He gritted his teeth. And began moving once more, a bullet struck his canteen, and water spilled out like blood. 'Shit,' he thought to himself, 'gotta be more careful.' He finally re-reached the engineer. There was the shell of a boat protecting him. The bomb that racked the boat from the water had a hole carved in its hull. This is where Jack sat. He searched for the spotters. A few were seen. The trigger was squeezed not once but thrice. Each landing a critical hit upon the enemy sniper lackeys. There were a few amount of snipers. Mostly all probably sent to the false attack on the beaches of Normandy. The ones left were of little threat, the would be tunnel-visioned on a few insipid units. No big deal, as long as it wasn't him. The men manning the MGs in the concrete towers found him. Jack knew when his welcome was overstayed, so he ducked behind the boat and comforted the Engineer until the rest came to save them, or at least give them cover-fire. |
| Cairoi Posts: 221/3807 |
Alex took the advice and began breathing normally. He then turned around and aimed up into the barracade. A shot fired out and two men fell. Alex smiled.
"It worked! Just like he said it would! Hope more line up like that." He then got back into focus and fired, however he missed due to a mishot from the gun. He cursed and ducked back down as the chain gun rattled towards the bunker. He could hear the bullets hitting the sand and shooting some up. "Sir, DUCK!" |
| The Accidental Protege Posts: 352/2641 |
OOC: ...Not anymore. 
"Get a hold of yourself, for one thing. Wait here until the rest of our group comes, and start nailing those bastards with me; your M1 should have beter accuracy than my BAR." |
| Jobes Posts: 167/453 |
The Runner makes it back to Kevin. *Sir, Sergeant First Class Anderson is requesting sniper fire. He needs Jack Sir. We found the engineer but he is under heavy protection. He need a sniper to wipe them out. Sir*
------------------------------------------------------------------------------ As the guard approaches Rico pulls out his knife and stabs him. As the men is about to scream Rico covers his mouth so it is silenced. " Take him. Get ready for them to come then strike save your ammo." |
| Cairoi Posts: 219/3807 |
Name: Alex Sedermayer
Age: 18 Hometown: New York, NY Weapons: M1 Garand rifle with bayonet, 18 rounds. Colt M1911, 10 rounds. 1 grenade for "emergancy situations". Rank: Private ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- OOC: Clockworkz, you can't boss around a Major if you are a Sergant-Major. He is higher class. BIC: Alex ran up the shores and threw his body into a ditch near where he landed. He was unprepared for the sheer viciousness of war. His good firend John Udowenko had been sniped as they landed and his face exploded in a ball of blood and flesh. Thinking of it, Alex puked twice until he regained control of himself. He looked in the trench and saw a man sniping far off figures. He noticed he was American and crawled up to him. "...Sir...What should I do? I'm...not ready for...this...." |
| Jobes Posts: 166/453 |
Rico ran back to the crater he was in. He rejoined his Squad at Shingle Embankment. "Alright men. We are going to storm them guns blazing. Noone dies while I am in command until Sergeant-Major Kevin gets here. First squad go in and move to the right. Second squad clear the door on the left. Thrid squad you are with me." Rico takes the thrid squad to the last door of the hall way. Four Germans manning a m.g. are inside. He lobs a smoke grenade into the area. As the germans come running out they are mowed down. " Alright men lets move. I want First squad going throw that door right there and taking out any Germans that are inside. Second Squad you guard that door we came in." Rico taking Thrid Squad with him. They spotted the Engineer but he is under heavy guard. "Runner, I need a Runner." * Yes sir* "Go to Sergeant-Major Kevin and tell him we need a sniper right now. Go. God Damn it Go!" *Sir yes Sir* The Runner takes off as Rico and thrid squad takes cover |
| The Accidental Protege Posts: 350/2641 |
"Fine! Go! Get the mechanic, Goddammit!" Kevin began to fire his gun on the bunker, drawing its fire. He promptly ran out of bullets, and reloaded quickly, then resumed his hail of gunfire upon the Nazi encampment. |
| Jobes Posts: 165/453 |
OOC: Yea I meant 23 not 223
IC: Rico turns and heads back towards the boat where is and ducking behind steel posts and finally reaching Jack. He grabs Jack and carries him to Kevin. He sets him down. "Alright Jack get up. We are in the middle of a war here. Sir I am going back to my previous position give me cover fire." Rico gather his Thompson M1A1 Submachinegun and is ready to run on the cover fire of Kevin. |
| The Accidental Protege Posts: 347/2641 |
OOC: I'm sure you mean age: 23, righr?
"Goddammit, Rico! Didn'tcha hear me? Get Jack out of there! I'll cover you!" With that, Kevin aimed his BAR and fired upon the bunkers, hoping to peg one of the gunners. "Go!" |
| Jobes Posts: 159/453 |
Name: Rico Anderson
Age: 223 Hometown: Bensalem, PA Weapon(s): Thompson M1A1 Submachinegun with 10 clips, Colt Government 1911 with 9 clips and 2 Bangalore Torpedo strapped to my back and 3 hand grenades Rank: Sergeant First Class Rico gets off the boat and runs onto the beach while running between falling bodies. He takes cover into a crater that a bomb made. He throws a hand grenade towards a machine gun nest. Killing the gunner and his loader. He advance to the next crater and takes over, while being shot at by two more machine gun nest. "Will someone take out those god damn nests over there?" |
| The Accidental Protege Posts: 340/2641 |
The boat crept closer to shore, and 3 of the men were killed in a hail of gunfire, the grey matter sprayed along the floor. "10 seconds!"
9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1... "MOVE! GO GO GO!" The front dropped, and Kevin waded through the water barely making it to a barricade on the waterline behind a beached rowboat. It should provide at least a little cover. "Get over here! Everyone! Get over here!" Kevin shouted towards the men. He then noticed Jack. *Shit...* "You! Go get him out of there, then get the engineer. I'll rendezvous with you at the shingle embankment." Kevin fingered out his most trusted man to do the job... |
| Xeios Posts: 582/2954 |
Name: Jack Ballain
Age: 20 Hometown: Mars, Pennsylvania(yes there is a such city) Weapons: PSG1 Sniper Rifle, 20 rounds. M1911A1 Semi-Automatic Pistol, 10 rounds. 10 Packages of C4 Plastic Explosives. Rank: Private First Class Codename: Sniper Fox Speciality: Ranged combat, and accuracy.(can easily secure a headshot from 100 meters away with sidearm) ------ Jack was dug in a ditch. His rifle gleamed in the sunlight. With a steady aim, his view was fixated upon the head of the spotter. The one who signaled in where most of the troops were located. His binoculars turned slowly, and noticed Jack. A look of pure dismay apeared upon his face, a blaring gunshot round, and a blood splatter upon the wal. Signified his downfall. Jack dug himself farther into the ditch. The engineer was laying on the ground, crying. It had never seen so much death or blood before. The noise disturbed the engineer. It shattered his soul. Jack seached for the right words, but this was war. Talking, would get you killed. Jack lowered his dark camoflaged helmet, and peeked over the ditch. The gunfire was focused on his allies' positions. There must have been more than one spotter. 'Damn' he thought to himself. He resumed the scope, and sought out his target further. Maybe, just maybe someone would come through and create covering fire. Those bunkers were secure enough to take a few hundred men to get into, and Jack could not risk having his friends that tied up, and just waiting to die. |
| The Accidental Protege Posts: 336/2641 |
"You are about to embark on the Great Crusade, toward which we have
striven these past few months. The eyes of the world are upon you. The hopes and prayers of liberty-loving people everywhere march with you. In company with our brave Allies and brothers-in-arms on other Fronts, you will bring about the destruction of the German war machine, the elimination of Nazi tyranny over the oppressed peoples of Europe, and security for ourselves in a free world. Your task will not be an easy one. Your enemy is well trained, well equipped and battle-hardened. He will fight savagely. I have full confidence in your courage, devotion to duty and skill in combat. We will accept nothing less than full Victory! Good luck! And let us all beseech the blessing of Almighty God upon this great and noble undertaking." -Dwight D. Eisenhower Premise: Become a soldier of the US Army as you fight your way through nazis and complete your objectives! Post the following info in this fashion: Name: Kevin Campbell Age: 22 Hometown: Linden, NJ Weapon(s): BAR with 10 clips, Colt .45 with 8 clips Rank: Brigadeer General Your current mission: D-Day: Storming the Beach on Normandy Mission Objectives: 1: Rejoin Squad at Shingle Embankment. 2: Rescue Engineer at End of Embankment. 3: Rendezvous at Base of Bunker. 4. Destroy MG Nests on Ridge. 5. Eliminate Enemy Soldiers in Trench. Kevin stood at the head of the armored boat, as he spoke over the gunfire and explosions. Around him, men were being shot, airplanes flew overhead, and other, more unfortunate boats were being destroyed. "2 minutes! Listen up; when we hit the beach, I run for cover. Follow me, and don't get cut down. We'll have to make our way to the shingle embankment to get up to the bunkers. One of our most skilled enineers is up there, so we gotta get him out, if he isn't already dead." He over heard someone shout out, "40 seconds!" "Alright. Stay sharp, and watch the crossfire. If you get lost, look for me" |
