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Post by Shaman Odin Alfodr on Feb 26, 2013 16:45:06 GMT -8
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Post by The Major on Jun 20, 2013 7:48:07 GMT -8
Der große Angriff!
!GEEEEHHHHHBOBOBOBOBOBOBOBOBOBO!
Triggers pulled. Submachine guns, slug-throwers with long screwy names of archaic design, burp out specially crafted rounds -in calibers precisely designed to tear up unarmoured targets, like defenseless civilians, or even criminals which were obviously out gunned. These rounds were shattering one such group trying to defend a street entrance to a hospital that was not yet evacuated. It was surreal to watch them dance and recoil with every bullet that struck, watch an eyeball soar free with a yelp, or watch fingers and arms bend and fall in lumpy pieces. They were like blood fountains, or so the private standing shoulder to shoulder with his squad mates thought; precipitating this death, teeth gritted so harshly it looked like they were smiling, it left one with this burning feeling. And it felt great.
Large explosions, danger close -refitted V2s smashing into pockets of resistance, leaving men and women of all kinds of species broken and crawling, bawling before the Fallschirmjäger would find them and grant them a coup de grâce. The lucky victims were granted peace through single shot weapons, the unlucky met demise by automatic barrages, or death by spade. Thermobaric missiles pummeled sectors of the city that were unintended to be part of the axis of advance, and those rockets would manage to level entire seven block sectors into dust and moldy hills.
Front-line swine: advance! Advance! Push! Clear the landing zone and push!
Pfft. Commanders. Always overdoing it.
The squad reloads their burp guns, and sprint forward into the hospital lobby.
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Post by The Major on Jun 25, 2013 16:16:16 GMT -8
People in the city agree: conventional weapons based on archaic designs made a lot more noise than contemporary blasters.
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Post by The Major on Jul 17, 2013 16:28:48 GMT -8
Bogden. . .
It was great place to send your children if your children where humanists -humanists who like to make bodies of non humans and sub-human filth that would give them sanctuary dead. 60 percent of the capital city had been conquered with extreme violence. Most of what was left on the Fascist controlled side of the river was broken or tenderized.
Naturally, droves of civilians managed to escape the murder zones while fleeing into the countryside. Trying to take a shuttle off world, however, was suicide. The Star Destroyers and star fighters made short work of anything that attempted to fly off. The safer option was to instead hunker down in the sewers and hope that somebody would save them. Of course, the civilians weren't aware of the plans to send flamethrower hunter killer platoons into the vast tunnels to burn out any rat, human shaped or not.
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Post by The Major on Jul 28, 2013 9:42:34 GMT -8
Motivational music begins to blare from buildings -tools now serving a new purpose: annoy and enrage the last pockets of resistance across the river. The artillery was still firing rounds into the ghettos and crime lord ran districts, and the invaders couldn't even have the decency to wait. They began to plunder the city. They hit up the banks and gambling dens, killing and taking and sending it on trucks back to HQ, which would then package it and ship it off into the ships shadowing the stars.
Oh, what a grand plundering it was. And the intel was correct: the best loot was with the thieves.
Of course, being Fallschirmjäger, the men of and women of this combat unit were being held up to the highest of standards. Rape of civilians, noncombatants, combatants, or anyone was strictly forbidden. Unfortunately, four different soldiers were found to be doing just that, and naturally, they all had expressions like deer caught in headlights.
With good reason.
And hour later, those three men and one woman were hung from the streetlamp on the corner of the home they were found committing the crime. The victim was executed with a bullet to the brain, while the criminal now had their trousers pulled down to their ankles, and on each, a sign was stapled to their genitals.
Upon this sign was written a message in dark red, drippy, saying: "Ich bin ein Tier."
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