Post by Sergey Anatkin on Jul 12, 2010 18:38:38 GMT
[OOC: Heiko told me to do a short post, accepting your surrender. Well, longer than expected but here you go Adam. ;D]
After the Soviet had given his offer to surrender to the Germans, that had barricaded themselves in the back- room of the small, cottage- like house, he back-pedaled for a short moment, holding his breath and nervously waiting for an answer. But no reply used to follow. Still holding his PPS- 42 toward the closed, wooden door, the Russian immediately used to drop down to the dusty, cold wooden- floor of the room, when suddenly a loud noise sounded through the house. The sound came from the room directly next and it appeared, as if someone would desperately try to break through the plaster wall of the small building. Another loud bang followed directly after, completely assuring Sergey of the enemy in the small cottage still being alive.
"Deitscher Soldat, daß letzte Chance. Du sterben, wenn nicht kommen jetzt. Schnjell, rette dein Leben. Krieg kaput." Sergey's guttural voice echoed through the small room, followed by some more seconds of silence. The Russian was already sure of not getting any answer at all, starting to already developing a plan to get those fascists out of their rat hole, when finally something like a reply followed from the other back room of the house.
Sergey now could hear sounds, as if somebody would move heavy wood over the floor of the room next door and then, finally, accompanied by a loud groan the wooden door got opened for a small split. Instantly, Sergey jumped a meter to the back, trying to find some cover behind an overthrown couch. While doing so, the Soviet had the sights of his machine- pistol aimed directly at the door all the time, ready to release a whole hail of bullets every second. But just before the Russian squeezed his finger around the trigger of his weapon, he realized the small, white sheet of clothes, that now got thrown through the opened door. In the same time, a loud, German voice sounded through the cottage: "We Surrender!" Right next, the door got opened a little more by the German soldiers, who now used to throw two carbines out the doorway.
But although the German voice had just claimed a surrendering, the Russian soldier still kept his sights at the door. "Nebolsina, immediately come over to me, I could need your help here! Kolesnikow, keep position watching the door. And stay your rifles ready for the moment.", Sergey loudly yelled at his comrades, making one of them instantly leaving the position at the wooden fence and following up into the small room. Conscript Zakhar Nebolsina was just peeking through the open entrance- door, when the Germans used to open up the doorway to the barricaded room completely. "Gut, raus jetzt. Und Hände hoch, Faschisten." Through the iron sights of his MP, Sergey discovered the first German coming out the room, trying to back another man, who obviously appeared like being rather seriously injured. Carefully, the two Germans entered and in that very moment, Sergey discovered the black collar tabs, which those two men wore. The two white runes jumped into his eyes, sending a burning stroke of anger through his body.
Filled with hate, Sergey viewed at the two SS- soldiers, immediately finding his decision. He still would have to lead his patrol team back to the Soviet lines today and that wounded man would most probably just cost the Russians way too much time. The two German men now stood in the middle of the slightly lightened room, expectantly waiting for the things to come. While the Conscript still had his weapon aimed at the SS- soldiers, Sergey slowly started walking behind them. When he had arrived in the back of the two men, he forcefully grabbed the wounded soldier by his neck and threw him down on the dirty ground. The man screamed in agony after the hard landing, but Sergey instantly aimed his machine pistol at the man laying on the ground, suddenly ending the yells with a short, angry burst of his PPS. His eyes where still filled with hate, when he turned away from the dead body. "This Fascist pig hasn't deserved any better.", and to the German soldier he continued: "Komm, folgen. Schnell, schnell, nach Sibirieren." With a rather bright grin on his face, Sergey pushed the prisoner out of the entrance door.
Translations:
"Deitscher Soldat, daß letzte Chance. ..."
"German soldier, this last chance. You die, when not come out now. Fast, save your life. War kaput."
"Gut, raus jetzt. Und Hände hoch, Faschisten."
"Good, out now. And hands up, Fascists."
"Komm, folgen. Schnell, schnell, nach Sibirieren."
"Come, follow. Fast, fast, to Siberia."
After the Soviet had given his offer to surrender to the Germans, that had barricaded themselves in the back- room of the small, cottage- like house, he back-pedaled for a short moment, holding his breath and nervously waiting for an answer. But no reply used to follow. Still holding his PPS- 42 toward the closed, wooden door, the Russian immediately used to drop down to the dusty, cold wooden- floor of the room, when suddenly a loud noise sounded through the house. The sound came from the room directly next and it appeared, as if someone would desperately try to break through the plaster wall of the small building. Another loud bang followed directly after, completely assuring Sergey of the enemy in the small cottage still being alive.
"Deitscher Soldat, daß letzte Chance. Du sterben, wenn nicht kommen jetzt. Schnjell, rette dein Leben. Krieg kaput." Sergey's guttural voice echoed through the small room, followed by some more seconds of silence. The Russian was already sure of not getting any answer at all, starting to already developing a plan to get those fascists out of their rat hole, when finally something like a reply followed from the other back room of the house.
Sergey now could hear sounds, as if somebody would move heavy wood over the floor of the room next door and then, finally, accompanied by a loud groan the wooden door got opened for a small split. Instantly, Sergey jumped a meter to the back, trying to find some cover behind an overthrown couch. While doing so, the Soviet had the sights of his machine- pistol aimed directly at the door all the time, ready to release a whole hail of bullets every second. But just before the Russian squeezed his finger around the trigger of his weapon, he realized the small, white sheet of clothes, that now got thrown through the opened door. In the same time, a loud, German voice sounded through the cottage: "We Surrender!" Right next, the door got opened a little more by the German soldiers, who now used to throw two carbines out the doorway.
But although the German voice had just claimed a surrendering, the Russian soldier still kept his sights at the door. "Nebolsina, immediately come over to me, I could need your help here! Kolesnikow, keep position watching the door. And stay your rifles ready for the moment.", Sergey loudly yelled at his comrades, making one of them instantly leaving the position at the wooden fence and following up into the small room. Conscript Zakhar Nebolsina was just peeking through the open entrance- door, when the Germans used to open up the doorway to the barricaded room completely. "Gut, raus jetzt. Und Hände hoch, Faschisten." Through the iron sights of his MP, Sergey discovered the first German coming out the room, trying to back another man, who obviously appeared like being rather seriously injured. Carefully, the two Germans entered and in that very moment, Sergey discovered the black collar tabs, which those two men wore. The two white runes jumped into his eyes, sending a burning stroke of anger through his body.
Filled with hate, Sergey viewed at the two SS- soldiers, immediately finding his decision. He still would have to lead his patrol team back to the Soviet lines today and that wounded man would most probably just cost the Russians way too much time. The two German men now stood in the middle of the slightly lightened room, expectantly waiting for the things to come. While the Conscript still had his weapon aimed at the SS- soldiers, Sergey slowly started walking behind them. When he had arrived in the back of the two men, he forcefully grabbed the wounded soldier by his neck and threw him down on the dirty ground. The man screamed in agony after the hard landing, but Sergey instantly aimed his machine pistol at the man laying on the ground, suddenly ending the yells with a short, angry burst of his PPS. His eyes where still filled with hate, when he turned away from the dead body. "This Fascist pig hasn't deserved any better.", and to the German soldier he continued: "Komm, folgen. Schnell, schnell, nach Sibirieren." With a rather bright grin on his face, Sergey pushed the prisoner out of the entrance door.
Translations:
"Deitscher Soldat, daß letzte Chance. ..."
"German soldier, this last chance. You die, when not come out now. Fast, save your life. War kaput."
"Gut, raus jetzt. Und Hände hoch, Faschisten."
"Good, out now. And hands up, Fascists."
"Komm, folgen. Schnell, schnell, nach Sibirieren."
"Come, follow. Fast, fast, to Siberia."
