Stalingrad: Not One Step Back (IC)

[Landenburg]

Konrad
German Corporal

After a while, Konrad had to stop. It was cold and they both would freeze to death if they didn't get to cover.
He hurried into an abandoned house and quickly set up a fire - the artillery barrages made enough fires that another wouldn't do anything.

[Lancearc]

"It is a good plan. But know that if anything goes wrong, we are not charging in to save one man." Commissar Yemelyanev said with a stern expression. In truth it sounded insane, this man was obviously not well, but it wasn't as if nothing crazy had ever happened before. "If you fail, I have no patience for failure, I'll make sure you rot on the ground. You'd better be fully confident in this scheme."

[Al-Harbiyyah]

After finished stocking up ammo and such, Senior Lieutenant Murad then approaches the Commissar and said, "Tovarishch Commissar, we must solve the problem with the German artillery. The fascists pound us to bits if it reign free for long time."

"I suggesting that we send a small elite team to neutralized the artillery, preferably their communication lines as well." Murad suggested to the Commissar before continuing, "If we cut their communications, we will free from not only artillery, but aerial attacks too. Also we can cut off the Germans easily."

[Asasia]

"It is a good plan. But know that if anything goes wrong, we are not charging in to save one man." Commissar Yemelyanev said with a stern expression. In truth it sounded insane, this man was obviously not well, but it wasn't as if nothing crazy had ever happened before. "If you fail, I have no patience for failure, I'll make sure you rot on the ground. You'd better be fully confident in this scheme."

Imran sat back against one of the broken chairs that laid on the ground. The fire provided him at the least some sort of comfort. He listened as the Commissar and the others conversed about a plan. He had nothing to say, he just kept fiddling around with his Luger. He had a flashback of when he killed that boy. Imran had spotted the boy just before he entered his destroyed home, he was smoking a cigarette. He grabbed his knife and snook behind the boy. He stabbed him in the back with his right hand and covered the German's mouth with his left. He lied the boy down quietly and looked to see if he was alone. The boy had been alone, Imran wondered "Why would this German be alone?" he then heard scurrying behind him. He looked to see what it was to only see the boy grabbing his Luger in an attempt to shoot Imran. He stepped on the arm that had the Luger in hand. The boy was starting to cough blood, Imran slit his throat. He figured he was doing the boy a favor. He looked through the Boy's coat to find a picture of what seemed to be the boy with his family. "Another atrocity of war" Imran muttered. He looked at the Luger, it laid there covered in German blood. Imran picked it up and continued to look for his wife.

[Altito Asmoro]

Nikolai ordered nine of his men to scavenge for anything they can find around.

"The grim situation, right?" asked Nikolai to Natasha.

"Yes, Comrade Nikolai. The Germans keep pounding on us, while we are short on the necessary weapons and skilled men."

"But, our army is skilled!"

"But without the motivation to defend the Mother Russia." said Natasha.

Nikolai approach one of his men:

"Can you look for communications now? Use the equipment."

[Lancearc]

Morning had come once again, and the Commissar was still up, having taken the night watch closest to the crack of dawn. The snow was still coming down, but it didn't concern him, his soldiers were no strangers to cold. He whistled loudly to rouse those who were not yet awakening. "It is time to move comrades, up quickly!"

[Legatia]

Auguste sits back, taking his MG-42 "Blitzkreig" out and setting it up. He is in the command post at the former city hall, on the high floor. He took into consideration of going on the roof, but decided not to. He, still lost in his thoughts, assembles his weapon, and charges the bolt, confirming it is ready.He loads the drum into the chamber, and brings the bolt back again. He kicks out the bipod of the weapon and mounts it. He sighs, getting out some slightly stale crackers. He rams it with the butt of his pistol, snapping it. He then puts it into his mouth, trying to enjoy it. "What i would do for a nice piece of beef right now.." He sits back, relaxed, and waits for orders.

[Lewina]

"K-Konrad... It's so fucking cold," Burlin complained. He was in a pile of rubble, his head hurt, and he was freezing. "How far are we from our lines?" He asked. He got curled up into a ball and started rubbing his arms. "I can't take another minute of this."

[Legatia]

A lone Russian runs by, being shot at by riflemen. Auguste cocks his MG and aims it at the Russian. He pulls the trigger as the gun roars up. He watches with slight grit as the heavy bullets practically tear the Russian in half. He coughs, and reloads the gun.

[Asasia]

Imran woke up covered in a thin layer of snow. The Commissar had awoken him. He grabbed his PPSH, brushed off the snow and prepared for another day on the front. For all he knew, it could be his last. The thought bothered him but he set his mind to other things. He pulled out his pack of Virginia cigarettes that he found off of a dead German. He put the cigarette in his mouth and struck a match and lit the cigarette. He inhaled and blew. He asked the Commissar; "Sir, what are we to do today?".

[Al-Harbiyyah]

Murad has been on the watch since last night, he can't sleep because of the artillery rumbling and machine gun fire at the distance. He only rest for about two hours before waking up again. Now he need some coffee...

and he needed badly.

"I just hope someone making a coffee this morning..." Murad muttered as he find a recluse spot for him to pray and then asks the Commissar for coffee.

[Landenburg]

"K-Konrad... It's so fucking cold," Burlin complained. He was in a pile of rubble, his head hurt, and he was freezing. "How far are we from our lines?" He asked. He got curled up into a ball and started rubbing his arms. "I can't take another minute of this."

"We should be close. Get closer to the fire, there is no need for you to die so close. I intend on getting us both back to Vaterland alive." Konrad said, rubbing his hands.
He reached into his supply bag and pulled out a food ration and handed it to Burlin.

[Lewina]

Burlin crawled over to the fire and took the rations. He slowly ate it making sure none of it fell onto the ground. "Thank you," he mumbled finishing the food and putting his hands next to the fire, he made sure he was as close as he could get to it.

[Lancearc]

"I hope a concussion wave gace you a head injury, comrade. There isn't any such luxury available at the moment." Commissar Yemelyenev said with a frown. "Today we continue our fight to free Stalingrad. And under the cover of dark, tonight, we carry out our comrade's plan to assault the German headquarters, take back the city hall."

[Landenburg]

Burlin crawled over to the fire and took the rations. He slowly ate it making sure none of it fell onto the ground. "Thank you," he mumbled finishing the food and putting his hands next to the fire, he made sure he was as close as he could get to it.

After about an hour of being warmed by the fire, Konrad got up.
"Burlin, we must go now. We will die here if we stay, by Comrade Winter or just by a Comrade."

[Altito Asmoro]

Nikolai had woke up earlier, this morning, after a long communications with the central HQ. Nikolai and his men began ate quickly, before re-packed the supplies, and armed themselves with the weapons.

[Lewina]

Burlin crawled over to the fire and took the rations. He slowly ate it making sure none of it fell onto the ground. "Thank you," he mumbled finishing the food and putting his hands next to the fire, he made sure he was as close as he could get to it.

After about an hour of being warmed by the fire, Konrad got up.
"Burlin, we must go now. We will die here if we stay, by Comrade Winter or just by a Comrade."

"You're right we must go-" Burlin said before noticing a Russian patrol. He simply moved over to a pile of debris. He laid down and put his gun above the debris. He focused it at the head of the patrol and waited for Konrad to get into position. "You take the shot," he whispered in a hushed tone over to Konrad.

[Landenburg]

After about an hour of being warmed by the fire, Konrad got up.
"Burlin, we must go now. We will die here if we stay, by Comrade Winter or just by a Comrade."

"You're right we must go-" Burlin said before noticing a Russian patrol. He simply moved over to a pile of debris. He laid down and put his gun above the debris. He focused it at the head of the patrol and waited for Konrad to get into position. "You take the shot," he whispered in a hushed tone over to Konrad.

"It will attract attention. Are you ready to move quickly?"
He aimed when Burlin nodded.
Konrad fired his Kar98k, hitting the soldier in the skull, ending his measly life.
He pulled his bolt back, and a bullet shell flew out, he quickly pushed the bolt forwards and took another shot, hitting a Russian in the gut.
Konrad took a grenade, primed it, and lobbed it at the 4 capable troops.
A large explosion occurred and both Konrad and Burlin got out of their quickly, running for dear life.

[The Zeonic States]

Klaus Kammler

Stalingrad

Command Post in the former Soviet city Hall

After a fitful sleep during the night where he was more often then not awoken by the constant artillery fire upon soviet position Klaus finally awoke a bit before dawn. He dressed himself once more into his Uniform and Fatigues before drapping a thick winter coat over it before making his way out of what had once been the City Council Chamber.

He made his way down to the first floor before speaking to the Communication Officer on duty.

"You recieve any word from our forces during the evening?"

"No sir." Was the man's grim response.

No doubt freindly forces were out there he had been recieving fairly steady communications since but a few days hence but he couldn't wait for them.

"Tell the Artillery to resume bombardment of soviet positions within two hours but firs we need get those Halftracks out of here."

"Yes sir!"

As klaus exited the Town Hall he gazed upon the collection of twenty Half tracks being loaded with wounded and injuried personal to be taken from the front.

"Tell them to get going now!" He barked at a passing soldier who quickly saluted before running out into the still collection of armor which then began to one by one turn on their engines and roll towards the German rear lines.

"Tell the men to prepare now that the wounded are taken care of we will move deeper into the city and cut off the enemy once and for all, We will hold the Volga and We will hold this city."

"Yes sir." His XO called out as he began to rally the entirity of the Detactment stationed here within city hall, More then three hundred and fifty men, More then three hundred and fifty well trained and equiped soldiers of the Sixth army. Unlike some detactments Klaus had seen his men properly outfitted for winter quarters he was ready for the russian winte; He was ready for what was left of their Military to come surging out of the city to engage him; It was destiny germany wouldn't lost, Not here not when it had all but won the war.

"Tell the men to assemble in the main entry hall i wll address them shortly."

"Yes sir!" his XO called out once again.

[Lewina]

"You're right we must go-" Burlin said before noticing a Russian patrol. He simply moved over to a pile of debris. He laid down and put his gun above the debris. He focused it at the head of the patrol and waited for Konrad to get into position. "You take the shot," he whispered in a hushed tone over to Konrad.

"It will attract attention. Are you ready to move quickly?"
He aimed when Burlin nodded.
Konrad fired his Kar98k, hitting the soldier in the skull, ending his measly life.
He pulled his bolt back, and a bullet shell flew out, he quickly pushed the bolt forwards and took another shot, hitting a Russian in the gut.
Konrad took a grenade, primed it, and lobbed it at the 4 capable troops.
A large explosion occurred and both Konrad and Burlin got out of their quickly, running for dear life.

Burlin and Konrad had finally arrived at the command post in the soviet city hall. It was under German control which was fine with him.

"Konrad! I can see the command post!" Burlin shouted springing out of the rubble and sprinting over to the command post. "We made it!" Burlin shouted falling down in laughter. "We fucking made it!"

[Legatia]

Awoken from his sleep, Auguste yells down to Klaus.
"What is it? Come up here!"

[Lancearc]

A few minutes later, and Commissar Yemelyenev was by then leading the bulk of his men out of the building and back into the streets. The far off sound if artillery pounding the Volga was still present amidst the somewhat silent atmosphere of early morning as they emerged, into the snow-covered streets. It crunched beneath their boots in a faniliar sound. "We will head east through the city for now, as most of the fighting is being slowly pushed that way." Mikhail announced, glancing back briefly as they continued down the street.

[Phonencia]

"It is a good plan. But know that if anything goes wrong, we are not charging in to save one man." Commissar Yemelyanev said with a stern expression. In truth it sounded insane, this man was obviously not well, but it wasn't as if nothing crazy had ever happened before. "If you fail, I have no patience for failure, I'll make sure you rot on the ground. You'd better be fully confident in this scheme."

Nikolai stared into the Commissar's eyes and gave an unconcerned shrug,
"Better I die doing something that'll give me a chance of seeing home again, than die waiting for the opportunity."
he replied. Then he simply went and stripped the uniform off a German soldier, folded it and stuffed it into his rucksack. He said a prayer and went to sleep shortly after.

---

Nikolai groaned quietly as he adjusted his rucksack. The MP40 and Mosin Nagant were heavy but the exertion of lugging them around kept him warm as he followed Mihkail and his men.
"Comrade Commissar, would you like me to scout ahead?"
he offered.

[Al-Harbiyyah]

The Senior Lieutenant has been told by the Commissar to get on the move. He still wary at his surroundings as they walk through the burning rubble's and rotting corpses that filled the streets of Stalingrad. He also occasionally spotted a dog running around the battlefield, eating the corpse of German and Soviet soldiers.

Then he heard a soldier named Nikolai has been offered to scout ahead to clear a path for their unit to move. Thus he also said to the Commissar, "Tovarishch Commissar, allow me to join him to scout the area as well"