A black shadow

[henkalv]

not really sure how to start the introduction so I just gonna get at it. This AAR is gonna be a Germany AAR, I have already played pretty long out in the game, but I have`t done the Barbarossa yet. The AAR starts just after I am done with capturing the British Isles.

I play on normal and the only change i have to the default setup is aggressiveness on full and that I have full ic takeover.

But here comes a special thing about this AAR, I want you to complain, moan and in other ways be critical about my writing. "you want us to slander your work?!" you might think. "No, art thou mad?" I would answer "I meant my grammar!". You see, I am not just doing this for my own satisfaction and to have fun, one of the few things I have to be better at to get better grades at school is my English grammar.

 

[henkalv]

The ruler of the Reich walked throu the streets of London.

When I say that you might think of a little dark figure with facial hair that was historically about to become fashion numero uno for the mean idiots of society.
But no, the man or whatever it was that walked throu the streets was different in all ways.
It was a high, slim and black silhouette and that was the only thing you could make out of it in this twilight, right before the street lamps were turned on.
It had a back that bent itself down, bent down after having had to talk to an individual that was lower then him for the past years.
If you saw this person or thing up close the first thing you would notice was an extreme lack of color in its face.
And as it opened it's mouth to say either "hello" in a way that would bring creeps down your back or to tell you to "bugger of before you regret being here" you would notice it's teats, and then you would fear for your blood.
And you would run, because you knew that you had to run now or never run again, with it's maniacal laugh chasing you down the street.
It smiled as it walked, maybe stalked throu the street, humming an melody that would make you think of tombs and the inviability of death.
Hitler had been useful it think`d to itself, he had done most of the things this creature wanted to be done to this world. It had't even needed to convince him of doing it.
But after he was done with Britain Hitler had become weak, he had said that Europe was enough, that he did not need more. Hitler had become mad and mad dogs needed to be put down.
It was't alone in the street. After this thing walked another man, it was nothing special about this man, in-fact he was so bland that it was easy to forget him, the perfect fly on the wall.
He was also this shadows personal adjutant. And even thou this man was as close too power as it got he was extremely uncomfortable, considering that most people flee screaming from his master.
Suddenly a voice that sounded as a wind cracking up bones emerged from its cold, almost lifeless lips" how are the Italians doing?". The adjutant handed him a sheet of paper.

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He gave it a brief look
"is this good or bad?"
"not good, but not bad either. The panzer arme that we sent down there evened out the situation"
"good" he/it answered. "How are the Japanese doing?" the adjutant handed him a new sheet.

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"So they have an landing in Australia?" said he/it.
"Jes sir" answered the adjutant.
"How are the east front?" asked the thing

"East front sir? There is no front in the east" answered the adjutant, bewildered.
"For you maybe" it mumbled.​

 

[Lighthearter]

Well, I'll follow - and being an author, I think I can help you out considerably

- Lighthearter

 

[tuore]

I'll follow too, and since I've written 13 AARs (3 Empire: TW AARs, 2 M2TW AARs, 3 HoI3 AARs, 4 EU3 AARs and am writing the AoD one) I think I can help you too.

 

[henkalv]

Well, I'll follow - and being an author, I think I can help you out considerably

- Lighthearter

I'll follow too, and since I've written 13 AARs (3 Empire: TW AARs, 2 M2TW AARs, 3 HoI3 AARs, 4 EU3 AARs and am writing the AoD one) I think I can help you too.

Thanks you

 

[henkalv]

The Things personal adjutant was sitting in a bunker outside the Reichstag. It was one of the few places where his master left him alone these days. After Hitler had died his master had needed an replacement. Someone that had less willpower, but who at least had a hint of intelligence. Albert Hirschsburg knew this, because he was not stupid. That was at least what he kept telling himself. The room he sat in was gray, as most bunkers are. Albert sat on a moderate comfy chair by an table. On that table lay an disturbing report that indicated that the soviets where changing their troops at the border. Over the entire border at once.

Maybe they just exchanged the guards all at once, thou the more likely possibility was that they were putting their best troops at the front to prepare for an invasion.
He prayed too God that they would not declare war, at lest not yet.
The Reich were currently moving forces toward the soviet border themselve, ironically to prepare for an invasion themselves.
He laughed for a moment and then suddenly stopped. Oh how blissful it is to laugh, he had almost forgot how too do it.
Under his master you either had too obtain a sick kind of humor or become depressed. He was currently falling on option number 2.
And even thou all of that he was happy, in a kind of sick and twisted way.
He was as close too ultimate power as it got, he was maybe the most powerful human being on the earth.
And he was happy he decided, it was just that.. NO he was happy! He shrugged.
suddenly he heard a knock on the door and straighten up, transforming himself into a figure of authority in the matter of seconds.
Loudly he said “Enter”. The door opened and a solider peered in.
Remembering what happen too people that slightly annoy this man he said with a cautious voice “Fuhrer, there is an report from the soviet border”.
“Give it too me” The solider handed him the report slowly then retreated fast to the wall in a permanent salute.
The fuhrer took a quick look at the report, then he slammed his fist into the table violently.
He pushed his chair back as he rose and walked directly out of the room, forgetting too take with him the report.
The solider could not restrain his curiosity and took a quick look at the report.

Then he decided to get out of the military.​

 

[henkalv]

I am truly sorry to whoever might have read this, but I have to close this AAR down. Beside the lack of intrest, my computer have decided that it would be a good idea to erase my save games.