~Mind if i join in, if not just say, ill try to bring something diffrent in my character~
Shells screamed across they sky, with there inhuman shrieks they buried themselves into the ground and detonated sending huge showers of earth upwards. The roar of the explosions and the scream of their passage blotted out any other sound.
Crouching terrified in the bottom of a trench the soldier clutched desperatly at his ears trying to blot out the horrendous deafening noise, the ground shook with each concussive blast, inbetween there bursts screams could be heard.
Russia, 1943 Grenadier Konrad Wolfgang a Wehrmacht soldier who had fought through Poland, France and now into this hellish inferno outside the russian city of Kursk was drenched in his own sweat and bodily fluid, covered in thick mud, and his friends blood. This was hell, to him nothing could be worse.
"Achtung! Ivan auf der leitung! Angriff! Angriff! Zu den waffen!"
The barrage had stopped but now, in there thousands the Russians were coming, riding on the backs of their steel beasts, T34's emblazoned with slogans 'Za Rodinia!' and more, Gripping his rifle tightly Konrad stared in terror as the Russians came pouring over there defences, Sub-machine guns pumping out rounds into the shocked and terrified German soldiers.
"Mein gott, nein. Scheiße, zur Hölle mit diesem Krieg" Konrad mumbled, and then he was firing, his rifle kicking against his shoulder, shot, shot, shot, reload, the Russian attack was overrunning the German positions everywhere, men around him were dying en-masse.
A T34 tank, ground towards him, the ground shook with its approach, its machine gun lashed around him cutting men in half, sending them flying backwards the tanks massive bulk settled ontop of his trench, there was no escape it begun to spin on the stop caving in the walls of the trench, reaching the last reserves of his strength and courage, Konrad grabbed a magnetic charge and slammed it against the underside of the tank, he pulled the pin, and then all was dark...
A voice was speaking "Now you have a chance to repent, to redeem your soul"
And Konrad was then standing in a place he couldent possibly comprehend, seemingly barely a minute ago he had been trapped in a trench being ground into the earth by a soviet tank, and now he was standing infront of a group of people, some of the people seemed to have wings. It wasn't possible, Konrad stood dumbstruck his rifle still clutched tightly in his hand unable to speak
Originally posted by Jerico
~Mind if i join in, if not just say, ill try to bring something diffrent in my character~Shells screamed across they sky, with there inhuman shrieks they buried themselves into the ground and detonated sending huge showers of earth upwards. The roar of the explosions and the scream of their passage blotted out any other sound.
Crouching terrified in the bottom of a trench the soldier clutched desperatly at his ears trying to blot out the horrendous deafening noise, the ground shook with each concussive blast, inbetween there bursts screams could be heard.
Russia, 1943 Grenadier Konrad Wolfgang a Wehrmacht soldier who had fought through Poland, France and now into this hellish inferno outside the russian city of Kursk was drenched in his own sweat and bodily fluid, covered in thick mud, and his friends blood. This was hell, to him nothing could be worse.
"Achtung! Ivan auf der leitung! Angriff! Angriff! Zu den waffen!"
The barrage had stopped but now, in there thousands the Russians were coming, riding on the backs of their steel beasts, T34's emblazoned with slogans 'Za Rodinia!' and more, Gripping his rifle tightly Konrad stared in terror as the Russians came pouring over there defences, Sub-machine guns pumping out rounds into the shocked and terrified German soldiers.
"Mein gott, nein. Scheiße, zur Hölle mit diesem Krieg" Konrad mumbled, and then he was firing, his rifle kicking against his shoulder, shot, shot, shot, reload, the Russian attack was overrunning the German positions everywhere, men around him were dying en-masse.
A T34 tank, ground towards him, the ground shook with its approach, its machine gun lashed around him cutting men in half, sending them flying backwards the tanks massive bulk settled ontop of his trench, there was no escape it begun to spin on the stop caving in the walls of the trench, reaching the last reserves of his strength and courage, Konrad grabbed a magnetic charge and slammed it against the underside of the tank, he pulled the pin, and then all was dark...
A voice was speaking "Now you have a chance to repent, to redeem your soul"
And Konrad was then standing in a place he couldent possibly comprehend, seemingly barely a minute ago he had been trapped in a trench being ground into the earth by a soviet tank, and now he was standing infront of a group of people, some of the people seemed to have wings. It wasn't possible, Konrad stood dumbstruck his rifle still clutched tightly in his hand unable to speak
((Jerico dude, love to have you join, but you need to register a character in the other thread 😄))
Tal struggled. She was fighting off the demons trying to take hold of her hands. Some already had her legs and wings and were dragging her into hell. She struggled. She would not go with out a fight.
The memory was vivid as well as horrid. ta'l eyes snapped open as she fell to her knees holding her head. She was breathing hard.