Post by Vasily Markov on Jul 26, 2010 2:14:33 GMT
Location: Stalingrad
Year: 1942
Weather: Cold (-30 degrees Farenheit), light snow
Stalingrad, 1942. It was a bad time for Mother Russia as the advancing German War Machine struck into the heart of the Motherland. Ruthless German attacks from the air and ground crippled the Russians in Stalingrad and threatened to gain complete control of the key city. Stalingrad housed many important tank and weapon factories that were vital to the Soviet War effort. Not only did it have the factories but the city also held a vital rail network that connected to Moscow and other important areas. The most important thing, and probably the most dumbfounded reason as to why the Germans had invaded the city instead of focusing on the Soviet Capital of Moscow, was that Hitler was obsessed with capturing a city named after Stalin himself. The Germans had a strong grip on the city itself, with scattered pockets of Russian resistance in the city disrupting the Germans.
In the city square, a lone Russian soldier evades German patrols while looking for any of his men. He didn’t know all of them, for he arrived in the battered city just last week. It was going bad for the Russians. German forces had complete control of the air, their tanks roared through the city, and they were close to the Volga River, a key point for the resupply and reinforcements for the Russians. If that fell then Stalingrad would be lost. Vasily Markov was his name. He’s a Starshii Serzhant in the 28th Motor Rifle Regiment of the 75th Division. Vasily was assigned to an infantry unit called Red Company. His squad was slaughtered as they tried to retreat from a Panzer tank, with all but himself falling to the machine gunner of the tank. Vasily had jumped into a building and heard infantry closing in behind him. The young Russian continued moving swiftly and quietly through the buildings as German patrols scoured the area, looking for Russians and other targets. Civilians were targets too. As Vasily advanced, he heard the cries of women and children. He closed in on a wall near a window and took cover. He then peeked through the window and saw a horrifying sight. German soldiers were raping women and throwing babies around and catching them with bayonets, the blood painting their rifles. Their laughs enraged the Russian as the enemy “played” around with the babies and had their way with the women. He imagined his wife and son being the suffering below him, which fueled him to do something.
Vasily loaded his rifle and stood up behind the window, with his barrel still inside the building. He knew in order to disrupt the Germans, he would have to take out the highest ranking NCO. In this case it was the German Unteroffizier who was leading the squad. German bombers were close, which gave Vasily an idea that if he waited for the bombers and fired his shot, then the Germans wouldn’t hear the shot. As the bombers flew closer, Vasily aimed his Nagant at the German and waited. The German was smoking a cigarette next to the back of the armored car. With the engines at their loudest point in the area, Vasily fired a shot, smacking the German’s head back into the snowy road. None of the other Germans noticed as they continued their games, for now. Vasily waited again for another wave of bombers. Perhaps another Russian soldier would do the same thing, if there were any survivors that is.
Year: 1942
Weather: Cold (-30 degrees Farenheit), light snow
Stalingrad, 1942. It was a bad time for Mother Russia as the advancing German War Machine struck into the heart of the Motherland. Ruthless German attacks from the air and ground crippled the Russians in Stalingrad and threatened to gain complete control of the key city. Stalingrad housed many important tank and weapon factories that were vital to the Soviet War effort. Not only did it have the factories but the city also held a vital rail network that connected to Moscow and other important areas. The most important thing, and probably the most dumbfounded reason as to why the Germans had invaded the city instead of focusing on the Soviet Capital of Moscow, was that Hitler was obsessed with capturing a city named after Stalin himself. The Germans had a strong grip on the city itself, with scattered pockets of Russian resistance in the city disrupting the Germans.
In the city square, a lone Russian soldier evades German patrols while looking for any of his men. He didn’t know all of them, for he arrived in the battered city just last week. It was going bad for the Russians. German forces had complete control of the air, their tanks roared through the city, and they were close to the Volga River, a key point for the resupply and reinforcements for the Russians. If that fell then Stalingrad would be lost. Vasily Markov was his name. He’s a Starshii Serzhant in the 28th Motor Rifle Regiment of the 75th Division. Vasily was assigned to an infantry unit called Red Company. His squad was slaughtered as they tried to retreat from a Panzer tank, with all but himself falling to the machine gunner of the tank. Vasily had jumped into a building and heard infantry closing in behind him. The young Russian continued moving swiftly and quietly through the buildings as German patrols scoured the area, looking for Russians and other targets. Civilians were targets too. As Vasily advanced, he heard the cries of women and children. He closed in on a wall near a window and took cover. He then peeked through the window and saw a horrifying sight. German soldiers were raping women and throwing babies around and catching them with bayonets, the blood painting their rifles. Their laughs enraged the Russian as the enemy “played” around with the babies and had their way with the women. He imagined his wife and son being the suffering below him, which fueled him to do something.
Vasily loaded his rifle and stood up behind the window, with his barrel still inside the building. He knew in order to disrupt the Germans, he would have to take out the highest ranking NCO. In this case it was the German Unteroffizier who was leading the squad. German bombers were close, which gave Vasily an idea that if he waited for the bombers and fired his shot, then the Germans wouldn’t hear the shot. As the bombers flew closer, Vasily aimed his Nagant at the German and waited. The German was smoking a cigarette next to the back of the armored car. With the engines at their loudest point in the area, Vasily fired a shot, smacking the German’s head back into the snowy road. None of the other Germans noticed as they continued their games, for now. Vasily waited again for another wave of bombers. Perhaps another Russian soldier would do the same thing, if there were any survivors that is.
