Christmas Carnage [OPEN]

[cymraeg123]

Key:
Dark blue lines=Windows
Light Blue lines=Door
Green Square=Rhodri
White square woth Cross=MacFearson
Yellow Square=Private Davies
The rest is pretty self explantory.

OOC:Please do not outnumber me hugely if at all.Remember MacFearson cannot fioght.
Date:24th of December.
Time:1250
Temperature:5 degrees Celsius/41 degrees Fahrenheit

Rhodri could no longer feel the cool winter air on his skin. He had been crouched next to the window for hours after he had heard moving. He had then decided to stay there as occasionally he would see something move that was about the same size as a human every few minutes.

The two men who were there with him looked bored and were drawing in the dust or throwing and catching stones. MacFearson had fallen asleep for an hour or two. He had woken when he had heard a gunshot. Rhodri had sent a shot into the woods after seeing something move closely to the building.

That had been almost half an hour ago and there had been no further movement. Rhodri had now lowered his gun and was taking his canteen out of his backpack. He took a few mouthfuls and rested his head on the barrel behind him. There was no way that anyone would be able to see them as they were below the windows and haad boarded up the two windows that were facing the woods behind them.

MacFearson threw Rhodri a cigarette and Rhodri lit it after MacFearson threw a packet of matches over. Rhodri sucked in and watched as Davies lit his cigarette. He took the cigarette out of his mouth and breathed out. He watched as the soke rose towards the roof. Then he took some more water.

[fallschrimjaeger]

I’ve brought three boys and myself, seeing as they are physically weaker, and you have better weapons than us.
Maroon = Theodore Rheinmetall
Green = Daniel Marx
Blue = Kurt Alder
Red = Joachim Hertz

It wasn’t a warm day in France. Christmas was just a day away, and Theo was looking forward to it. It would be a chance to enjoy himself and forget the war for a few fateful days. He felt relaxed as he entered the abandoned French town, a smile of his face. Trekking behind him was a section of his boys, these all fourteen and virgins to the way of war. Let’s hope he didn’t have to bring any back in body bags.

They moved towards a small industrial district, each of the boys wearing feldgrau battledress, and Stahlhelms. Theo carried his own weapon, hanging down from strap across his shoulder. He’d had the boys smear their faces with charcoal to dull the shine, something they had enjoyed doing, having leant about it a few weeks before.

Their job was to just search a small town, close to the front where activity had been spotted, and a gunshot had confirmed it. With the major offensive going on in the north, there were few troops to guard this section of the line, so the Hitler youth had been brought it to do the job. Theo was enjoying the outing, and didn’t expect to run into anybody.

They were coming close to two large warehouses, and Theo sent one of the boys, Daniel Marx, forward to search. He was small boy, but very agile and he quickly weaved his way around rubble toward the first building. He crept up to a large window and peered in. When he saw nothing he turned and waved the rest of the group forwards.

There were no doors on this side of the building, but the windows were broken in various places, and Daniel was able to clamber through a gap. He dropped inside and rushed to the other wall, before noticing a man in kaki uniform behind one of the windows of the other building. He seemed to be interacting with someone else in the building, so he couldn’t be alone.

Daniel tuned around and moved to one of the rear windows, before fighting with the rusty frame. He tugged at it, and finally it opened out wards, giving more than enough space for Theo and the other two boys to clamber in. “Herr Obersturmführer, gibt es britische Truppen in diesem Gebäude, durch den Blick ihrer Waffen. Es gibt nicht viele. Was wünschen Sie uns tun?” The boy asked eagerly. “Nehmen Sie Positionen durch die Fenster auf. Wenn sie uns sehen, öffnen sie Feuer, also sind bereit, auf den Angriff zu gehen.”

The boys nodded and set of.



Translations:[/b]
“Herr Obersturmführer, gibt es britische Truppen in diesem Gebäude, durch den Blick ihrer Waffen. Es gibt nicht viele. Was wünschen Sie uns tun?”
~ Herr Obersturmführer, there are British troops in that building, by the look of their weapons. There are not many. What do you want us to do?

“Nehmen Sie Positionen durch die Fenster auf. Wenn sie uns sehen, öffnen sie Feuer, also sind bereit, auf den Angriff zu gehen.”
~ Take up positions by the windows. If they see us, they will open fire, so be ready to go on the attack.

[cymraeg123]

Rhodri took another drag of his cigarette. He breathed out and thought that he heard something move nearby. He stood up careful not to show any of his body over the side of the wall. He walked slowly and carefully over to the window and looked over the side quickly. He could see a young boy jumping through a window and then an older an following him.

Rhodri moved his head back under the window sill quickly. He then checked that his gun was loaded and turned the safety off. He changed the settings to burst and breathed out.

'Davies. There are some Hitler youths in the building opposite. God knows why youths. But there is one adult with them. Even though they are young they could still kill us which means they must be killed. I know it sounds cruel to kill them due to their age but it's us or them,' Rhodri checked what was happening briefly there was no more movement or even anything different about the house. Surely they had seen him. He ducked back down quickly. He then heard German coming from over the wall, 'MacFearson, Barricade that door and make sure it stays shut. Use whatever you want just do it quietly. They may not know you are a medic yet. Everybody know what they have to do? Good.'

Rhodri watched as MacFearson scuttled towards two crates of something. At least the words 'DANGER:EXPLOSIVES' were not written on the side. MacFearson pushed them in front of the closed door and then returned to sitting by the wall.

Rhodri looked at Davies. He made hand signals to him. On three they would shoot. Rhodri Stood up and placed his Bren on the window sill. Davies did the same.

'One...Two...Three!'Rhodri whispered the first two numbers and then shouted the third. He let five bursts fly towards one man who was standing in the far window and another five towards another an who was by the window.

Davies however fired towards a door hoping to break holes and kill anyone standing against it if he was lucky.

Rhodri was guessing partially at where they were but he hoped that if any of them were looking up that they would die or at least get hit by something.

They were both now crouching behind the wall once more. The cigarettes had now been extinguished.

[Nathan Whyte]

Child AbuseModeration Post

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Rhodri, you cruel, heartless bastard

• Corporal Williams - Placing his Bren gun on the window sill, it allowed the beady-eyed boys in the opposite building chance to put their small frames well below the window to avoid all fire by William's Bren gun.
  
  
• Pvt. Davies - Firing several bullets into the door, the bullets impacted the thick wood letting out splinters, but no bullets penetrated. Just the same, the boy behind dropped to the ground out of sheer terror.

Next Post[/u] Rheinmetall (sounds like a music genre)[/color]

[fallschrimjaeger]

Just a predicted, the enemy returned fire. Shots smashed into the wooden door next to Rheinmetall, sending out splinters of wood, but not enough to harm him. The Allies had him fixed in a position, and time would only make them more accurate. There didn’t seemed to be a way out for the Allied soldiers, and so he could exploit this. Glancing out of the window, he saw a long, twisting line of rubble. This lead up to the side of the Allied position. Brilliant cover for a flanking team…

“Marx, Alder, erhalten hierhin. Ich wünsche Sie zum assualt die feindliche Position. Nehmen Sie meine zwei Granaten. Brechen Sie durch dieses Fenster dorthin, und bewegen Sie schnell nördlich, unter Verwendung des Schutts für Abdeckung. Ich bin Bedeckung Sie, und der Abstand ist, also kurz können sie Sie möglicherweise nicht sogar sehen. Es sollte ein Fensterontario geben er Gebäudeseite. Zertrümmern kocht sie, weg von der Stockgranate und wirft sie am britischen Maschinengewehr. Folgen Sie ihr schnell die Rauchgranate. Sie erdrosseln. Dann Feuer in die Schwärzung. Weg von Ihnen gehen Sie.” A simple plan.

The boys set off, and Theo smashed the lock on his door, before opening it slightly. He and Hertz started firing, both emptying their magazines, trying to cover their comrades. Theo was actually aiming, taking each shot carefully. It didn’t have to hit the British, but as long as it scared them and made noise, they were doing their job. He fired once, aiming for a British helmet, a man carrying a rifle. The sights moved around a lot, but the semi automatic weapon entered a class of its own. Theo aimed low first, and as each shot produced some recoil, the weapon rose slowly. Hertz lay prone, and aimed all his shots at the machine gunner, taking each shot quickly but carefully.

By now, the two boys had climbed through the window of the German building, and slowly crawled forward, hugging the rubble wall, and staying in its shadow. Moving closer to the enemy than they ever had before, they reached the wall of the building, and placed their backs against it. Slowly they crept around, being mindful to make as little noise as possible. The turned the corner, and saw the window. They kept low, below it’s height, and then one drew one grenade, one drew the other. Marx lifted his weapon to a window pain, and using the butt smashed through it. He followed with the stick grenade, cooking for just a mere second, before skidding it across the floor. He steeped back and crouched down, and allowed Alter to toss the smoke grenade in. Alder made sure not to stand up, and simply tossed the smoke grenade through the window.

Both boys now fixed bayonets, as Theo emptied another magazine, and Hertz slipped in another five round clip.


Translations:

“Marx, Erle, erhalten hierhin. Ich wünsche Sie zum assualt die feindliche Position. Nehmen Sie meine zwei Granaten. Brechen Sie durch dieses Fenster dorthin, und bewegen Sie schnell nördlich, unter Verwendung des Schutts für Abdeckung. Ich bin Bedeckung Sie, und der Abstand ist, also kurz können sie Sie möglicherweise nicht sogar sehen. Es sollte ein Fensterontario geben er Gebäudeseite. Zertrümmern kocht sie, weg von der Stockgranate und wirft sie am britischen Maschinengewehr. Folgen Sie ihr schnell die Rauchgranate. Sie erdrosseln. Dann Feuer in die Schwärzung. Weg von Ihnen gehen Sie.”
~ Marx, Alder, get over here. I want you to assault the enemy position. Take my two grenades. Break through that window over there, and move quickly north, using the rubble for cover. I will be covering you, and the distance is so short they may not even see you. There should be a window on the buildings side. Smash it, cook off the stick grenade, and throw it at the British machine gun. Quickly follow it the smoke grenade. They will choke. Then fire into the darkness. Off you go.

[Nathan Whyte]

Moderation Post

• Clambering out of the forward window while Rheinmetall opened the door, it took a fraction longer for the lock to disengage, and the door to open. In this small amount of time, the Bren gun spat towards the window it was already aiming at.
  
  
• Marx received the brunt of this attack, a trio of .303 bullets hitting his right upper arm, slicing through the muscle. The boy screamed out in pain and dropped his smoke grenade on the ground inside the building. Adler urged him on, and the pair made their way behind the rubble
  
  
• Rheinmetall and Hertz managed to get some fire out of the door while the two men were distracted. One low bullet glanced of Rhodri's helmet, causing the men to drop down and take cover.
  
  
• Adler and Marx reached the side window, after succesfully crawling prone behind the rubble.
  
  
• The time it took for him to smash his rifle butt in to the window and then put the grenade threw allowed Davies the chance to twist and fire of an awkward bullet.
  
  
• The round went high, smashing into the glass well above the boy, but it had the effect of shattering his nerves. The boy's throw was awkward and went well off to the side, impacting on the large wooden box, and coming off at an angle.
  
  
• The grenade landed centimeters from Davies, who, in complete shock, was obliterated by the grenade. Shrapnel peppered his torso, and the explosion itself took one of his legs, sending it flying out of the open window.
  
  
• Rhodri has taken some shrapnel into his left calf muscle, and Medic MacFearson received a small chunk his upper right arm. Neither of these wounds are serious, but they will hinder further movement and actions.
  

Next Post; Rhodri

[Nathan Whyte]

Just a friendly reminder, Rhodri, it is your turn to post.