Post by Friedrich Falkenbëck on Jul 4, 2012 15:56:02 GMT
Character Name: Aleksandr Chekov
Rank: Second Lieutenant
Nationality: Russian
History: He was born in Petrograd, later Leningrad, in August 1923. His father was a politician in the communist party, and had also fought in the October Revolution. And his mother a worker like many other women in the now established Soviet Union, although it first gained full communist control in 1923. His father had at that time participated in a lot of actions including the Russian Revolution of 1917 storming the Winter Palace, the defence of Petrograd against the Germans, the moving of the government to Moscow on March 12. 1918. On January 24th 1924, five days after Lenin’s death Petrograd was named Leningrad in his honour. At that time Stalin achieved supreme power although not originally intended by Lenin. During the first years there was a large starvation in the soviet union because during the revolution a lot of work had went to a grinding halt making them have to restart it all to produce food to the population but that hadn’t stopped the Chekov’s to have kids. In 1925 Aleksandr got a little sister.
During Aleksandr’s childhood he excelled at school, practising the communist ideal and being a top-student both socially and professionally. And unlike most of his friends who had been signed up for four year schools which was most common at that time he was a part of a nine year school, which he started at the age of 8 which was the standard age for people to start school in the Soviet Union. He earned many friends during his time in school, some which he would later serve with. Although by the lower educated people it was seen down on to take a 9 year schools which for most were a direct line to university where the 4 year schools which was the most common didn’t leave much for a secondary education.
In 1933 he joined the Young Pioneers, also called Vsesoyuznaya pionerskaya organizatsiya imeni V. I. Lenina, as a part of the first batch being the best behaved and the best students, unlike second batch and third batch which was for the less behaved and slower student, and then there were the group which opposed it although majority of the kids joined the All-Union Pioneer Organization. He quickly received high recommendations from the scout masters and participated in the many Young Pioneer camp’s in the summer and winter vacation where he learned a lot of leadership skills, and Young Pioneer Palace which taught sports, creative work and extracurricular activities. He also received the high honor of carrying the Red Banner at their parades.
Five years after with good recommendations from his superiors within the organization, he joined the Komsomol or Kommunisicheskii Soyuz Molodyozhi, also known as the communist union of youth, a political organization whose primary goal was to prepare people to the communist party though it held no real power inside the CPSU. Members of the Komsomol were more likely to receive privileges and promotions. In his time in the organization he learned a lot about communism and helped on the different tasks like teaching the illiterate people around Russia which had been caused years before by the Russian revolution. And now the state had many years ago started a program where Komsomol and Youth Pioneers helped teaching people.
During his time in school and political organizations he was required to learn different languages such as English and German, as a part of the states ‘international program’ in order to insure and train the youth for international improvements although many considered this useless and the government was all in the meantime considering to remove this requirement and concentrate on their own main country instead of training men for an international purpose.
Inside the Komsomol and Youth Pioneers he received a lot of contacts and recommendations which made his father proud and he knew he could user later in his life. When he was done with his school in 1940 with help from his father who pulled some contacts in Leningrad, he got into the S M Kirov Naval Academy where he started his training as an officer in the navy along with some of his friends from the Komsomol. And like most members of the Komsomol and youth Pioneers, as well as handling the tasks he was given with high grades and making a lot of friends in the Naval academy he was able to make the best out of it and he felt he was having an easy task learning all the commands and tactics.
After having been on the Academy for close to a year, to his surprise war was declared on the Soviet Union by Germany, after their cooperation with taking down Poland. Of cause thinking about it, it seemed obvious, not having to concentrate on an enemy at both sides, Poland being a part of a British alliance and them having fought France quickly after with this world-famed Motorized army which many officers, including himself, felt a strange fascination towards this modern form of usage of an army. Many of his friends including himself was glad that they were a part of the navy and to what they knew didn’t have to take part in the land combats which they had heard much about, although all of them would fulfil the duty given to them by their superiors.
When the war had been going on for only a few months and the enemy was starting to take a lot of territory and a sudden lack of officers made the state decide to reduce the training time from two years to sixth months making him one of the next to graduate as a Mladshii Leitenant. As a part of the newly formed 3. Brigada Morskoi Pekhoty. Being naval infantry it wasn’t under the command of the red army but naval command because of its odd purpose of being just shipmen and officers from the ship put together in order to form infantry brigades on land in defence of ports, these aren’t to be mistaken as marines. The men were still wearing their distinctive black uniform, later earning them the name ‘the black death’ by their German foe.
There in Leningrad with the 3. Naval Infantry he saw his first action defending the town against the German invasion. To begin with the lack of tactics and training seemed to render his men useless, but their iron will and morale gave some of the fiercest fighting, where they refused to give up buildings to the German invaders and them constantly being able to put men into the battle. Like any other regiment they had received training with PPSH, Mosin-Nagant and other infantry weapons. Skills which made him proud and feeling honoured to being the one leading them.
Writing Sample: Leningrad, Vsevolozhsky District, October 1940.
It was around night time and the fire was still burning in the houses from the constant German bombardment, which they had hoped would ruin the morale of the defenders, although it had caused the opposite. And along with the orders from Stalin himself to defend the city, and being told of its importance, the population and soldiers was set to defend the town to the last man no matter how much blood it would cost. The officers felt the same. Of cause now the winter was starting and the German advance and will to fight was lessening. A reaction which caused a lot of Soviet soldiers to have more confidence in this not being as bloody as they had considered it would end.
Aleksandr was sitting in a ruined building with a company of his men. None of his men were cold they were wearing their frog jackets and he was wearing his black officer coat an officer cap, along with the warmth of the burning building. They talked happily about how the German soldiers didn’t have what it required for invading Russia and that they would be going home after Christmas in a great victory. Although he hoped for it, he had studied the art of war enough to have a feeling this was going to be a long battle for their home.
A young kid most likely not much older than his mid-teens came over to him wearing a black uniform that was special for the naval personnel. “ Tavarish Mladshii Leitenant Chekov? ” The young kid asked, looking like a person who had a busy day running around with messages to the different offices “ Yes, Tavarish Soldat? ” he replied with a steady tone not sounding the least bit nervous, which he wasn’t knowing the men’s fighting capability. “ I bring orders from the command. ” the young soldier said tiredly handing a letter to him “ about time-” he said to himself taking the letter from command and reading it.
After having read it a couple of times he nodded to himself “ Tell them that we have understood the task and we’ll have that area in a moment. ” He spoke with a reassuring tone and the young messenger nodded before he ran back from the way he came. Meanwhile all his men had grown silent and looked at him expectantly “ Al right men, we have been ordered to move to the Griboyedov Canal and assist in holding the west bank and make an attempt to stop their advance. Attempt they required, though I told them that we would do it! And hold it! ” The men seemed to have a common reaction with a cheer for the Soviet Union and loading their weapons. He smiled at the men’s morale considering that they had all been fighting for a long time with little sleep by now.
He got to his feet before ordering “ Men! On me! Move out. ” He quickly moved out in the front as it was expected of any unit officers in the Soviet Union, to lead from the front. Being risky but it caused a greater trust from ones men when you took the same risk as they did. The Red Banner carried by Tavarish Soldat Pjotre quickly followed along with the rest of the men while they moved down the long stretches of road towards the Griboyedov Canal. They all kept low himself with a pistol in hand, trying to avoid the shrapnel from shells hitting nearby buildings all while moving across the bodies of civilians as well as Soviet and German soldiers.
They finally reached close to the Canal and the muzzle flashes started to become visible along with Russian and German orders being barked out by the sergeants. “ Not a minute to late ” He said to his men “ Fix bayonets! ” he ordered while his men were hiding behind a wall, now that he knew how close the enemy was they would need to show some Soviet courage in order to take the position and breaking the German morale. The sound of Bayonets being placed on the rifles started down the line as the men followed orders like any good soldiers. “ Ready. “ It was repeated down the line by the soldiers.
He looked down the line and his men were looking back at him “ Al right, on my order we charge the unsuspecting Germans and get them to cross back over their bridge to their own side! ” He ordered to his men before he waited for the next flare to fall “ Al right now! For the motherland! " he cried out his men following by yelling “ URA! ” before charging out from cover in the constant battle cry, the company sounding like a horde of maniacs catching the Germans by surprise. An enemy flare lit up the street and the men charging down it just seconds before they hit the enemy in a clash of steel and flesh.
He hit one of the enemies who had a lot of surprise in his face, who was pushed to the ground before he released a shot into the chest of his enemy. His men were fighting fiercely with the sound of the bayonets crushing through flesh and the scream of pain from both sides. After a couple of minutes of fighting the enemy decided to break combat and flee and some of his men followed in pursuit. “ Opraveet’syah! ” he called out to his men being the order for reforming. The men quickly ran back while their comrades gave covering fire. “ Well fought men! Now all we have to do is holding this area until reinforcement comes. ” His men started to take defensive positions and helping their wounded comrades.
In the meanwhile he himself started to look for the unit they were assistings commander. One of the men pointed him towards a person who was standard red army and wore the rank of Captain He went over and saluted him “ Tavarish Capitan. Mladshii Leitenant Chekov. ” He introduced himself “ The naval command has asked me to assist you to hold this line until you receive reinforcement from the red army. ” although they were both under different command it wasn’t rare to cooperate in battles. The Capitan gave a salute in responds and replied “ Good… And well planned charge Tavarish Mladshii Leitenant. It will hopefully keep them away for now. ” he nodded to the Capitan “ Thank you, though I must get back to my men. ” The Capitan nodded, not wanting to give this young Leitenant to much credit.
Rank: Second Lieutenant
Nationality: Russian
History: He was born in Petrograd, later Leningrad, in August 1923. His father was a politician in the communist party, and had also fought in the October Revolution. And his mother a worker like many other women in the now established Soviet Union, although it first gained full communist control in 1923. His father had at that time participated in a lot of actions including the Russian Revolution of 1917 storming the Winter Palace, the defence of Petrograd against the Germans, the moving of the government to Moscow on March 12. 1918. On January 24th 1924, five days after Lenin’s death Petrograd was named Leningrad in his honour. At that time Stalin achieved supreme power although not originally intended by Lenin. During the first years there was a large starvation in the soviet union because during the revolution a lot of work had went to a grinding halt making them have to restart it all to produce food to the population but that hadn’t stopped the Chekov’s to have kids. In 1925 Aleksandr got a little sister.
During Aleksandr’s childhood he excelled at school, practising the communist ideal and being a top-student both socially and professionally. And unlike most of his friends who had been signed up for four year schools which was most common at that time he was a part of a nine year school, which he started at the age of 8 which was the standard age for people to start school in the Soviet Union. He earned many friends during his time in school, some which he would later serve with. Although by the lower educated people it was seen down on to take a 9 year schools which for most were a direct line to university where the 4 year schools which was the most common didn’t leave much for a secondary education.
In 1933 he joined the Young Pioneers, also called Vsesoyuznaya pionerskaya organizatsiya imeni V. I. Lenina, as a part of the first batch being the best behaved and the best students, unlike second batch and third batch which was for the less behaved and slower student, and then there were the group which opposed it although majority of the kids joined the All-Union Pioneer Organization. He quickly received high recommendations from the scout masters and participated in the many Young Pioneer camp’s in the summer and winter vacation where he learned a lot of leadership skills, and Young Pioneer Palace which taught sports, creative work and extracurricular activities. He also received the high honor of carrying the Red Banner at their parades.
Five years after with good recommendations from his superiors within the organization, he joined the Komsomol or Kommunisicheskii Soyuz Molodyozhi, also known as the communist union of youth, a political organization whose primary goal was to prepare people to the communist party though it held no real power inside the CPSU. Members of the Komsomol were more likely to receive privileges and promotions. In his time in the organization he learned a lot about communism and helped on the different tasks like teaching the illiterate people around Russia which had been caused years before by the Russian revolution. And now the state had many years ago started a program where Komsomol and Youth Pioneers helped teaching people.
During his time in school and political organizations he was required to learn different languages such as English and German, as a part of the states ‘international program’ in order to insure and train the youth for international improvements although many considered this useless and the government was all in the meantime considering to remove this requirement and concentrate on their own main country instead of training men for an international purpose.
Inside the Komsomol and Youth Pioneers he received a lot of contacts and recommendations which made his father proud and he knew he could user later in his life. When he was done with his school in 1940 with help from his father who pulled some contacts in Leningrad, he got into the S M Kirov Naval Academy where he started his training as an officer in the navy along with some of his friends from the Komsomol. And like most members of the Komsomol and youth Pioneers, as well as handling the tasks he was given with high grades and making a lot of friends in the Naval academy he was able to make the best out of it and he felt he was having an easy task learning all the commands and tactics.
After having been on the Academy for close to a year, to his surprise war was declared on the Soviet Union by Germany, after their cooperation with taking down Poland. Of cause thinking about it, it seemed obvious, not having to concentrate on an enemy at both sides, Poland being a part of a British alliance and them having fought France quickly after with this world-famed Motorized army which many officers, including himself, felt a strange fascination towards this modern form of usage of an army. Many of his friends including himself was glad that they were a part of the navy and to what they knew didn’t have to take part in the land combats which they had heard much about, although all of them would fulfil the duty given to them by their superiors.
When the war had been going on for only a few months and the enemy was starting to take a lot of territory and a sudden lack of officers made the state decide to reduce the training time from two years to sixth months making him one of the next to graduate as a Mladshii Leitenant. As a part of the newly formed 3. Brigada Morskoi Pekhoty. Being naval infantry it wasn’t under the command of the red army but naval command because of its odd purpose of being just shipmen and officers from the ship put together in order to form infantry brigades on land in defence of ports, these aren’t to be mistaken as marines. The men were still wearing their distinctive black uniform, later earning them the name ‘the black death’ by their German foe.
There in Leningrad with the 3. Naval Infantry he saw his first action defending the town against the German invasion. To begin with the lack of tactics and training seemed to render his men useless, but their iron will and morale gave some of the fiercest fighting, where they refused to give up buildings to the German invaders and them constantly being able to put men into the battle. Like any other regiment they had received training with PPSH, Mosin-Nagant and other infantry weapons. Skills which made him proud and feeling honoured to being the one leading them.
Writing Sample: Leningrad, Vsevolozhsky District, October 1940.
It was around night time and the fire was still burning in the houses from the constant German bombardment, which they had hoped would ruin the morale of the defenders, although it had caused the opposite. And along with the orders from Stalin himself to defend the city, and being told of its importance, the population and soldiers was set to defend the town to the last man no matter how much blood it would cost. The officers felt the same. Of cause now the winter was starting and the German advance and will to fight was lessening. A reaction which caused a lot of Soviet soldiers to have more confidence in this not being as bloody as they had considered it would end.
Aleksandr was sitting in a ruined building with a company of his men. None of his men were cold they were wearing their frog jackets and he was wearing his black officer coat an officer cap, along with the warmth of the burning building. They talked happily about how the German soldiers didn’t have what it required for invading Russia and that they would be going home after Christmas in a great victory. Although he hoped for it, he had studied the art of war enough to have a feeling this was going to be a long battle for their home.
A young kid most likely not much older than his mid-teens came over to him wearing a black uniform that was special for the naval personnel. “ Tavarish Mladshii Leitenant Chekov? ” The young kid asked, looking like a person who had a busy day running around with messages to the different offices “ Yes, Tavarish Soldat? ” he replied with a steady tone not sounding the least bit nervous, which he wasn’t knowing the men’s fighting capability. “ I bring orders from the command. ” the young soldier said tiredly handing a letter to him “ about time-” he said to himself taking the letter from command and reading it.
After having read it a couple of times he nodded to himself “ Tell them that we have understood the task and we’ll have that area in a moment. ” He spoke with a reassuring tone and the young messenger nodded before he ran back from the way he came. Meanwhile all his men had grown silent and looked at him expectantly “ Al right men, we have been ordered to move to the Griboyedov Canal and assist in holding the west bank and make an attempt to stop their advance. Attempt they required, though I told them that we would do it! And hold it! ” The men seemed to have a common reaction with a cheer for the Soviet Union and loading their weapons. He smiled at the men’s morale considering that they had all been fighting for a long time with little sleep by now.
He got to his feet before ordering “ Men! On me! Move out. ” He quickly moved out in the front as it was expected of any unit officers in the Soviet Union, to lead from the front. Being risky but it caused a greater trust from ones men when you took the same risk as they did. The Red Banner carried by Tavarish Soldat Pjotre quickly followed along with the rest of the men while they moved down the long stretches of road towards the Griboyedov Canal. They all kept low himself with a pistol in hand, trying to avoid the shrapnel from shells hitting nearby buildings all while moving across the bodies of civilians as well as Soviet and German soldiers.
They finally reached close to the Canal and the muzzle flashes started to become visible along with Russian and German orders being barked out by the sergeants. “ Not a minute to late ” He said to his men “ Fix bayonets! ” he ordered while his men were hiding behind a wall, now that he knew how close the enemy was they would need to show some Soviet courage in order to take the position and breaking the German morale. The sound of Bayonets being placed on the rifles started down the line as the men followed orders like any good soldiers. “ Ready. “ It was repeated down the line by the soldiers.
He looked down the line and his men were looking back at him “ Al right, on my order we charge the unsuspecting Germans and get them to cross back over their bridge to their own side! ” He ordered to his men before he waited for the next flare to fall “ Al right now! For the motherland! " he cried out his men following by yelling “ URA! ” before charging out from cover in the constant battle cry, the company sounding like a horde of maniacs catching the Germans by surprise. An enemy flare lit up the street and the men charging down it just seconds before they hit the enemy in a clash of steel and flesh.
He hit one of the enemies who had a lot of surprise in his face, who was pushed to the ground before he released a shot into the chest of his enemy. His men were fighting fiercely with the sound of the bayonets crushing through flesh and the scream of pain from both sides. After a couple of minutes of fighting the enemy decided to break combat and flee and some of his men followed in pursuit. “ Opraveet’syah! ” he called out to his men being the order for reforming. The men quickly ran back while their comrades gave covering fire. “ Well fought men! Now all we have to do is holding this area until reinforcement comes. ” His men started to take defensive positions and helping their wounded comrades.
In the meanwhile he himself started to look for the unit they were assistings commander. One of the men pointed him towards a person who was standard red army and wore the rank of Captain He went over and saluted him “ Tavarish Capitan. Mladshii Leitenant Chekov. ” He introduced himself “ The naval command has asked me to assist you to hold this line until you receive reinforcement from the red army. ” although they were both under different command it wasn’t rare to cooperate in battles. The Capitan gave a salute in responds and replied “ Good… And well planned charge Tavarish Mladshii Leitenant. It will hopefully keep them away for now. ” he nodded to the Capitan “ Thank you, though I must get back to my men. ” The Capitan nodded, not wanting to give this young Leitenant to much credit.
