Post by Ulrich Hetzenauer on May 24, 2009 23:08:15 GMT
I would be happy to accept you as a Stabsgefreiter...but you have to make an account first 
-JT
Account E-Mail: vothcj820181@yahoo.com
Name: Ulrich Hetzenauer
Nationality: Duestchland
What Army will Your Character Serve Beneath: Wehrmacht
Character History:
Ulrich Hetzenauer was born 15 November 1923 in Berlin. Highly educated, Ulrich was praised as child prodigy in many circles and a natural-born fighter like his father. Ulrich often found himself in fights after school every other day. The fights are usually over petty differences between Ulrich and few of his classmates that have a different view on certain issues. But, Ulrich never backed away from any fight for any reason. In addition, He hardly had to work for anything and did not have to worry about consequences because of his family income and social status. His father was retired World War 1 sergeant and a political activist for the National Socialist Party. His mother was a housewife. Ulrich had three brothers and one sister, three of them are older than Ulrich. None of which thought a second world war will occur until the leader of National Socialist Party, Adolph Hitler, became the Fuhrer.
In 1939, Fuhrer Adolph Hitler order the Wehrmacht to invade Poland, starting the Second World War.Unlike his three older siblings who volunteered to serve, Ulrich did not get involved until he was drafted into the wehrmacht in 1943 at the age of twenty. This is a year before his cousin, Matthaus Hetzenauer, was trained to be sniper for the 4th mountain division in 1944. After a year of training, Ulrich was given the rank of...
Military Rank: Stabsgefreiter
Writing Sample:
Ulrich Hetzenauer regain conscience several hours after few floors of a building collapsed from being hit with bombs and tank shells. He found himself in a building, middle of enemy occupied town. Hetzenauer stood up against the wall, feeling the affect of fallen and smacking against concrete. However, he was not severely wounded. Hetzenauer looks around, fallen debris, seven comrades scatter throughout the common room...horrible scene for anyone to see. They were like his siblings to him. Slowly, Hetzenauer walks over to check his squad mates, individually. All were dead, several suffer severe blunt trauma to the head while others bled out from multiple open fractures.
Hetzenauer sees a medic bag, not too far from one of the fallen comrades as well as Gewehr 43, a karabiner. He dressed his minor wounds on his arms and legs. Then, wiped the blood from his brows and eyes. He patched himself up the best he could under stressful situation that is becoming worse. Hetzenauer can hear many enemy searching building to building for survivors. Hetzenauer picked up the Gewehr, checked it. A full clip, no apparent damage to the rifle, and it functions properly under dry fire. Ulrich Hetzenauer knows the chance of him making it to the receding friendly front lines are very slim, almost improbable.
Only thing he could do is find a farm house in the nearby, he hide out until the Werhmacht regains lost grounds or opens a gap in the enemy lines. Hetzenauer goes out the back door, seeing an alley leading to the nearby stream that will eventually lead to a nearby river. Ulrich Hetzenauer still suffering from a headache, slowly proceeds across the street into the alley towards the stream. Enemy patrols behind him, slowly catching up. Ich werde nicht zu erfassen... .... oder getötet ... Ich muss hier raus, he was saying to himself as reaches the stream. He nearly fell into the stream from being light-headed. Follow the stream , he thought. Staying as close to the tall-left bank of the stream that once been a river itself, Hetzenauer walks cautiously towards the river.
Once near it, he literally collapse a pile of sticks and branches covering a log. Hetzenauer tries to catch his breath. However, he realized an enemy patrol was heading straight at him. Total of four GI's armed with M1's, Hetzenauer decided to make his stand right behind the pile because there is no way he could outrun four fresh GI's. Propped the rifle on the log with sticks, twigs, branches of leaves, and grass cover most of his position, Hetzenauer looks down sight and starts to assess the possible situation. From the distance of three hundred meters or more, it was difficult to distinguish ranks and roles of each GI. At three hundred meters, Hetzenauer decided to engage the closest GI.
The trigger was squeezed, a sound of a pin clicked soon followed by bang and a crackle as the first round from the Karabiner took flight over the three hundred meters. It hit the leading GI in the gut, causing him to stagger backwards for few steps before falling to the ground. the other three GI's were slow at reacting. Two more clicks, echo of bangs and crackles followed as two shots sped through the air and hit the two following GI's in the various area of the torso. The last GI dropped down to the ground.
Hetzenauer thinking, this the best opportunity to get up and move, and done so without hesitation. It was not long until Hetzenauer collapsed from exhaustion. He woke in a hospital bed, he was not sure where he was....
-JT
Account E-Mail: vothcj820181@yahoo.com
Name: Ulrich Hetzenauer
Nationality: Duestchland
What Army will Your Character Serve Beneath: Wehrmacht
Character History:
Ulrich Hetzenauer was born 15 November 1923 in Berlin. Highly educated, Ulrich was praised as child prodigy in many circles and a natural-born fighter like his father. Ulrich often found himself in fights after school every other day. The fights are usually over petty differences between Ulrich and few of his classmates that have a different view on certain issues. But, Ulrich never backed away from any fight for any reason. In addition, He hardly had to work for anything and did not have to worry about consequences because of his family income and social status. His father was retired World War 1 sergeant and a political activist for the National Socialist Party. His mother was a housewife. Ulrich had three brothers and one sister, three of them are older than Ulrich. None of which thought a second world war will occur until the leader of National Socialist Party, Adolph Hitler, became the Fuhrer.
In 1939, Fuhrer Adolph Hitler order the Wehrmacht to invade Poland, starting the Second World War.Unlike his three older siblings who volunteered to serve, Ulrich did not get involved until he was drafted into the wehrmacht in 1943 at the age of twenty. This is a year before his cousin, Matthaus Hetzenauer, was trained to be sniper for the 4th mountain division in 1944. After a year of training, Ulrich was given the rank of...
Military Rank: Stabsgefreiter
Writing Sample:
Ulrich Hetzenauer regain conscience several hours after few floors of a building collapsed from being hit with bombs and tank shells. He found himself in a building, middle of enemy occupied town. Hetzenauer stood up against the wall, feeling the affect of fallen and smacking against concrete. However, he was not severely wounded. Hetzenauer looks around, fallen debris, seven comrades scatter throughout the common room...horrible scene for anyone to see. They were like his siblings to him. Slowly, Hetzenauer walks over to check his squad mates, individually. All were dead, several suffer severe blunt trauma to the head while others bled out from multiple open fractures.
Hetzenauer sees a medic bag, not too far from one of the fallen comrades as well as Gewehr 43, a karabiner. He dressed his minor wounds on his arms and legs. Then, wiped the blood from his brows and eyes. He patched himself up the best he could under stressful situation that is becoming worse. Hetzenauer can hear many enemy searching building to building for survivors. Hetzenauer picked up the Gewehr, checked it. A full clip, no apparent damage to the rifle, and it functions properly under dry fire. Ulrich Hetzenauer knows the chance of him making it to the receding friendly front lines are very slim, almost improbable.
Only thing he could do is find a farm house in the nearby, he hide out until the Werhmacht regains lost grounds or opens a gap in the enemy lines. Hetzenauer goes out the back door, seeing an alley leading to the nearby stream that will eventually lead to a nearby river. Ulrich Hetzenauer still suffering from a headache, slowly proceeds across the street into the alley towards the stream. Enemy patrols behind him, slowly catching up. Ich werde nicht zu erfassen... .... oder getötet ... Ich muss hier raus, he was saying to himself as reaches the stream. He nearly fell into the stream from being light-headed. Follow the stream , he thought. Staying as close to the tall-left bank of the stream that once been a river itself, Hetzenauer walks cautiously towards the river.
Once near it, he literally collapse a pile of sticks and branches covering a log. Hetzenauer tries to catch his breath. However, he realized an enemy patrol was heading straight at him. Total of four GI's armed with M1's, Hetzenauer decided to make his stand right behind the pile because there is no way he could outrun four fresh GI's. Propped the rifle on the log with sticks, twigs, branches of leaves, and grass cover most of his position, Hetzenauer looks down sight and starts to assess the possible situation. From the distance of three hundred meters or more, it was difficult to distinguish ranks and roles of each GI. At three hundred meters, Hetzenauer decided to engage the closest GI.
The trigger was squeezed, a sound of a pin clicked soon followed by bang and a crackle as the first round from the Karabiner took flight over the three hundred meters. It hit the leading GI in the gut, causing him to stagger backwards for few steps before falling to the ground. the other three GI's were slow at reacting. Two more clicks, echo of bangs and crackles followed as two shots sped through the air and hit the two following GI's in the various area of the torso. The last GI dropped down to the ground.
Hetzenauer thinking, this the best opportunity to get up and move, and done so without hesitation. It was not long until Hetzenauer collapsed from exhaustion. He woke in a hospital bed, he was not sure where he was....