NationStates Jolt Archive

Morning has come, and the Allies have launched Operation Overlord


thousands of soldiers get inside the landing craft awaiting their fate


the landing craft start to launch and their destination is the german held Omaha Beach, their Goal is to take it from the Axis and provide a beachhead for the allied invasion force


one of these young soldiers by the name of captian John Decker leads the Men going into battle


he sits in the landing craft leading the others to the beach, he looks around and checks his men


John:Allright, once we hit the beach make a run for the shingle,Wether will carry the Bangallors and stick with me, i'll see you on the beach.

A solider sat down next to his captain.... his name was private James Smith

"Sir, do you think we will die today?" He was physically shaking,his M1 rifle steadily quivering in his hands, his knukles clinging on to it as if it were some holy relic.

He turns to the Private

John:Not unless you avoid the bullets and stay low, and check your ammo, it shall be hard to get ahold of it once we are past the beach.

he starts to check his Tompson


Pilot Frean:We are closing in on the beach, ETA is 12 minutes

The 10th naval brigade approaches the shores of Omaha beach. With grim faces, the troops prepare to go do what they've been trained to. Eliminate the enemy.

James:ah jees so... so long.....
He wretches over the bottom of the boat, some of the pther men groan as the vommit slushes around their feet, he turns back to his captain...

"sorry sir"

John:No problem.

the Soldiers in the boat check their M1's

Suddenly they can hear Artillery fire from the Bunker, one of the boats beside them are hit and it sinks


John:Heads down!

he ducks his head alittle to avoid shrapnal

This is Baker Company,do you read? We are currently 2 miles from the beach.Any special orders to go by?

*The soldiers check their M1 Garands and Thompsons,try to stop blowing biscuts,and pray to God*

Baker Company 30 seconds from the beach.Men are you ready to ................... An explosion by a German Stuka bomber sent the men flying out of the landing craft.Only two peopl survive the attack.

Soviet Trasa,can we join up with you since only two men are in our group now?

OOC:Sure bring them along :twisted: the more the merrier

IC

the remaining 6 landing craft of the 12 reach the beach, they hear the whistle blow to siglnal the doors to open and the landing craft open the doors and immeadiatly German MG-42 machinegun fire starts to pound on the allied Soldiers

the allies run out of the landing craft, some are shot by the MG-42's, others are blowen to peices by Artillery, soem survive the slaughter

one corporal runs to John

Cpl. Clark:What do we do now sir!

John yells over the machinegun fire

John:Make your way up the beach, avoid the machinegun fire and meet me at the shingle

he starts to run foward with 3 other soldiers behind him, 1 is shot in the chest while the others run towards the shingle

"Holt, Ziesche! Come here, now!"
Coming
-Now!
Holt an Ziesche ran to bunker. They were still quite sleepy. Until they saw hundreds of boats from bunker's hatch.
-Holt and Ziesche mount machinegun in second bunker. Sergeant Rommel yelled them.
They ran through trench to second bunker.
Landing crafts opened their doors already.
Holt moved to MG42 and started to shoot men who were disembarking from Higgens landincraft.

The brave soldiers set foot on the Beach.

As they run out, to fight the Great Axis of Evil, they are mowed down by light artelery, and German machine gun fire! :cry:

Cpl: Sir, sir....

The Lieutenent has been shot, in the chest, he feels his life slowly sliping away. He closes his eyes. For him, the nightmare is over..... :cry:

Pvt. Thomson gripped the stock of his Springfield sniper rifle tighter as the waves sloshed up against the side of the landing craft. He spat on the ground. Someone behind him threw up. Another man was praying. It was hell inside the boat.

Sgt. Baker tapped Thomson on the shoulder and told him to see how close they were. Thomson jogged up to the front and looked over. He called back.

"Range finding... 1500 feet, sir."

"Roger that, Thomson. Get back in line."

"Yes sir."

Shit he spat again. I just might die out here. The sound of explosions began. Water blew up around the boat.

Shit.

(OOC: Don't know where the sign-up thread is. So if i'm not allowed in this, ignore..)

OOC2: I apologise in advance for my awful german accent :wink:

IC:

Kaptian Frostik Looked out at the oncoming ships from his central bunker.

Mein Got! I'd never vort I vood see ze day! There are zo many! I must maintain moral...

"Hmm, zis could be the easiest defence in german history! Man the guns men! We vill wipe out ze allied war machine today!"

Soldiers ran to and fro on the beach, in a last ditch effort to prepare.

Corporal Flynn McGuire stared directly at the steel ramp at the bow of the boat. In 10 seconds, all hell and damnation would be flying through it and at him. He somehow ended up in the first row, the place where you didn't want to be if you didn't want to die.
The whistle sounded and the doors opened. Flynn jumped forward, pissed his pants, and heard the distinctive sucking sound of bullets whizzing past your head. The two men standing next to him were cut apart by the fast firing MG-42s. Flynn hit the water and began to drown under the heavy weight of his gear. He screamed and struggled and eventually managed to dump his rucksack. He came back up for air and the sucking sound returned. He looked back and saw most of his squad had been decimated as the door opened, it was sheer blind luck that the bullets had missed him.
"Jesus Mary and Joseph," he said to himself.
Flynn turned around and began wading to the beach. Some bullets hit around him, throwing water high into the air. Just keep going, he thought to himself, don't even think about those bullets. He made it to a obstacle and hit the ground, relieved that at least one step of this journey through hell was complete.

John Yells to any Soldiers near him


John:GET YOUR REARS IN GEAR AND HEAD FOR THE SHINGLE!

he points to a area of barbed wire close to the bunkers, it is a bump in the bround that was dug all around the bunkers and has Wire ontop, it's purpous is to guard the bunker, if it fails the small minefield would kill it's invaders

john knows that there is bound to be some mines once he get's to the shingle, he runs past the bodies with 2 other soldiers, they manage to reach the shingle and stay low


John:WHERE THE HELL ARE THOSE BANGALORS!

BUMP

Private Karl Werner stood up inside the bunker and peers though the narrow opening in front. American troops were rushing out of the landing crafts and being taken down by machien gun fire.

"Ach Heimmel, they are moving closer!" He walked away and told his superior officer that they were reaching the bunkers and breaking through the barbed wire. 3 Americans were waiting for Bangledors to use to burst through the wire. Karl picked up his Karbiner 98k and took careful aim. He opened fire at an oncoming engineer carrying the torpedos. He was hit and collapsed.

OOC: :D

Private Karl Werner stood up inside the bunker and peers though the narrow opening in front. American troops were rushing out of the landing crafts and being taken down by machien gun fire.

"Ach Heimmel, they are moving closer!" He walked away and told his superior officer that they were reaching the bunkers and breaking through the barbed wire. 3 Americans were waiting for Bangledors to use to burst through the wire. Karl picked up his Karbiner 98k and took careful aim. He opened fire at an oncoming engineer carrying the torpedos. He was hit and collapsed.

OOC: :D

The soldiers swim to shore as the German MG-42 shot a blazing firefight at them.They start to go and find some of the men from thier company.They are soon back to a full 10.They break off from Trasa's unit,but will come in later sittuations.They are back to their full 20 men in 2 hours

john saw the Engineer fall and he rushed into the crossfire to grab the Bangledors, he picked them up and ran back to the shingle, he started to hand them out to the other 2 Soldiers



John:Get them ready


all three americans place them where they shall beable to destroy part of the wire


John:ready, FIRE IN THE HOLE!

all three duck as the Bangledors go off, the shingle is damaged and there is a hole in the wire

all three soldiers run to the base of the bunker where the machine gun fire cannot get them, one of the soldiers steps on a mine and he is thrown into the air from the explosion


when John and the other soldier reach the Base of the bunker they realize that it's a long run to the treanch 50 yards away from them


John:there are 2 MG-42 machine guns guarding the way to the Trench, we gotta find a way up there, Jefferson, try to take out the bunker gunners if you can get a clear shot, wait for my signal, right now we are waiting for more soldiers

"FUUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKK TTTTTHHHHHHIIIIIIIIISSSSSS"
Private James Smith screamed as he ran straight from the landing barge, in a straight line for the Shingle, MG round whipped the sand around him, it was getting closer all the time, he threw himself down onto the shingle itself and once again vommitted,after that he burst out laughing at what he had just done

John see's james running towards what's left of the shingle and he calls out


John:Come on Private! get your rear over here and watch the minefield!

"yes SIR!"

James breathed again before climbing sllowly throught the barbed wire, because he wriggled slowly the gunner didn't notice him, the he picked his way carefully along, taking note of small mounds, ore freshly disturbed sand, he reached the bunker, gauged the height then threw a grenade, the grenade must hav hit a ammo supply or something because the resultant explosion was far to much for a single grenade to do, the bunker fell silent.

"Mein Gott, Ziesche 1st bunker is gone, Ziesche?"
He looked right and saw Ziesche lying in floor with hole in his forehead.
"Scheize"

James smiled at his shot at the second bunker, he had hit the guy that was feeding ammo, the Mger would have his work cut out for him now...

John looks around the corner of the base of the bunker and is met by MG-42 machinegun fire, he quickly ducked his head back into cover and he turns to the other two soldiers

John:there are 2 Machine guns mounted ontop of the hill, we gotta find a way up into the other bunker, head for that trench over there

he points to a trench about 50 yards away

John:then find a way up the bunker then take out the bunker gunners if you can get a clear shot, Jefferson,Smith your up, get ready to run for the trench

he looks around the corner again


John:COVERING FIRE!

he opens fire on the MG, then quickly turns to the other 2 soldiers


John:GO! GO! GO! get moving before they get a replacment gunner there!

Can some one snipe out the MG gunner,we are screwed here just waiting for it to stop.

The well-trained Ranger units of Eternal Liberation land ashore while being met with heavy MG fire.

The men, about 500 strong, begin advancing through the beach defenses but are met with stiff resistance.

Commander of Ranger unit: Second wave has arrived and a control center is being set up. A medic station is also being set up further down the beach. I'll call in Navy and Air Force support to help knock those gun emplacements out...

Holt sees a man with rifle pointing at him he quikly turns the mg42 to that man and pushes the trigger... empty
"Scheize"
Holt dives to floor.

AArgh

TAKA TAKATAKATAKA
AIEEEE!

The door dropped, revealing the hell on the other side. Thomson crashed to the floor as one of the MG-42s opened up on the landing craft, taking out the first six guys before they had even taken a step. Crawling through the blood and flying bullets, Thomson dragged himself to the front of the boat and rolled into the water. Thankfully, his Springfield was wrapped in plastic, so no fear of water damage. He swam forward for a few seconds before coming up next to a tank trap still 30 feet from the beach. Next to him, a guy with a BAR was firing off rounds one after the other on the gun nests while further down a 30 cal was unleashing hell on the cliff top. Thomson pulled out his rifle and shot at one of the MG-42 gunners. His head flew back and blood danced throughout the air. But before Thomson could shoot again, one of the other MG-42s blasted the hell out of the tank trap Thomson was at. Then a mortar shell blew up near by. Thomson shook his head, the world moving in slow motion. The BAR gunner lay dead in the water, holes in this body, the water turning red around him. The 30 cal gunner was half on the beach, half in the water, his halves separated by 10 feet of ocean. Thomson threw up on the spot.

Shit he said to himself I am gonna die.

The door dropped, revealing the hell on the other side. Thomson crashed to the floor as one of the MG-42s opened up on the landing craft, taking out the first six guys before they had even taken a step. Crawling through the blood and flying bullets, Thomson dragged himself to the front of the boat and rolled into the water. Thankfully, his Springfield was wrapped in plastic, so no fear of water damage. He swam forward for a few seconds before coming up next to a tank trap still 30 feet from the beach. Next to him, a guy with a BAR was firing off rounds one after the other on the gun nests while further down a 30 cal was unleashing hell on the cliff top. Thomson pulled out his rifle and shot at one of the MG-42 gunners. His head flew back and blood danced throughout the air. But before Thomson could shoot again, one of the other MG-42s blasted the hell out of the tank trap Thomson was at. Then a mortar shell blew up near by. Thomson shook his head, the world moving in slow motion. The BAR gunner lay dead in the water, holes in this body, the water turning red around him. The 30 cal gunner was half on the beach, half in the water, his halves separated by 10 feet of ocean. Thomson threw up on the spot.

Shit he said to himself I am gonna die.

[I]As the MG fire stops,the Baker company quickly goes to the bunker.They breach it in about 15 minutes.We blow down the door only to be welcomed with MG fire.We granade out the MG gunner and the assistants[I/]

We are experiancing an easy time in here.I will signal a in the bombers to bomb the bunker.We will put a red smoke bom that last for 20 minutes.They have 20 minutes to bomb it.Any volunteers?
Are planes are 1 hour away

Fire support inbound...

While the American troops are waiting for air support, Karl Werner gets 3 other Germans. Gun blazing, they attack the off-guard Americans...