Post by Jhon Wietlinchinski on Mar 15, 2010 20:46:06 GMT
Name: Jhon Wietlinchinski
Nationality: German
What Army will Your Character Serve Beneath? Nazi
Character History: Jhon was born in Berlin , Germany. His father owned a bar that was pretty popular. One night a man tried to rob them. His father got shot. Jhon had the police track down and find that man. He was killed. On his 18th Birthday Jhon joined the Germans.
Military Rank: SS-Obersturmführer
Scenario: Jhon is slowly walking with his Grewehr Rifle. The snow is falling in a light storm. ' Its to damn quiet ' I thought. I continued into the woods figuring if am being followed it would be harder to keep track of me. Once I get deep enough into the woods. ' Someones following me. ' i kept thinking to my self. Finally I stop. I circle back thinking that if some one is following me I can spot them following the footsteps. As I suspected i spotted a Soviet solider. I aim my rifle up. I shut my left eye and aim down the sights. BANG , BANG. One of the shoots hit him. The soviet falls down to the ground dead. ' Did i really just do that? ' I asked myself then i adjusted ' No , he was a enemy he would have killed me if he had the chance. ' So I continue on further into the woods. I open up my clip to see mt ammo. I put it back in. " Alright... " On the way back to the German front lines about a mile out I hear footsteps. Quickly i hide behind a tree. A small squad of Soviets are coming through. Probably from that other Soldiers squad. I think ' Its my only shot i hope i make it. ' I come out of the cover aim down the sights at the man in the center and unload my clip in him. I got lucky and one of my shots hit a grenade strapped to his chest. The grenade blew up him and the rest of them. I sit down for a minute to catch my breath. I make it back to the German front lines without anymore incidents.
Nationality: German
What Army will Your Character Serve Beneath? Nazi
Character History: Jhon was born in Berlin , Germany. His father owned a bar that was pretty popular. One night a man tried to rob them. His father got shot. Jhon had the police track down and find that man. He was killed. On his 18th Birthday Jhon joined the Germans.
Military Rank: SS-Obersturmführer
Scenario: Jhon is slowly walking with his Grewehr Rifle. The snow is falling in a light storm. ' Its to damn quiet ' I thought. I continued into the woods figuring if am being followed it would be harder to keep track of me. Once I get deep enough into the woods. ' Someones following me. ' i kept thinking to my self. Finally I stop. I circle back thinking that if some one is following me I can spot them following the footsteps. As I suspected i spotted a Soviet solider. I aim my rifle up. I shut my left eye and aim down the sights. BANG , BANG. One of the shoots hit him. The soviet falls down to the ground dead. ' Did i really just do that? ' I asked myself then i adjusted ' No , he was a enemy he would have killed me if he had the chance. ' So I continue on further into the woods. I open up my clip to see mt ammo. I put it back in. " Alright... " On the way back to the German front lines about a mile out I hear footsteps. Quickly i hide behind a tree. A small squad of Soviets are coming through. Probably from that other Soldiers squad. I think ' Its my only shot i hope i make it. ' I come out of the cover aim down the sights at the man in the center and unload my clip in him. I got lucky and one of my shots hit a grenade strapped to his chest. The grenade blew up him and the rest of them. I sit down for a minute to catch my breath. I make it back to the German front lines without anymore incidents.
