Alrighty- my first AAr. Also my first game in HoI2. Playing as the U.S.A., difficulty Normal/Normal. Hope you enjoy it!
December 25th, 1935
It's Christmas Eve. I can't focus on that though. I report for basic training the day after tommorow. Boy, am I excited! Ma thinks I'm crazy, but this is a chance to join my brother at Fort Bragg.
Steve was interrupted by his mother coming into the room. "Steven? It's time for supper." she exclaimed. Steve showed a slight frown. "Okay, Ma."
December 27th, 1935
Dad deicided to take me to the airport in his car. I can't wait to see John. I haven't seen him in two years. Dad gave me a few words of encourgement before I left on the plane. "Son, I'll be waiting in my chair by the fireplace for you. See you soon."
December 28th, 1935
Dear Dad, I met up with my brother in the mess hall, even though we've been assinged to different units. He said he was real proud of me, that I am a natural soldier. The drill sargent seems to think very highly of me, at least for now. You'd love these guys, dad. Josh Ackman is our corpsman. Apparently he dropped out of med school to join the army. Kevin "Cutter" Feron is a deeply religious guy. At first I thought he was the padre! Jason Matthews is an oddball. He showed me his stamp collection. He has stamps from the civil war. He said his grandfather passed them on to him. Jack Parker... what to say about him?
The drill sargent busted into the room. "Okay, ladies! We're going to Firearms training, now! You will follow me and only me! Understood?!"
"Yes drill sargent!"
Well dad, I have to close now tell mom I love her, and I miss you both already. Farewell for now.
-Your son, Steven
Sorry it's not much, but I have to start the game. Will update soon!
"All wars are civil wars, because all men are brothers"
-Francois Fenelon
-Francois Fenelon
December 25th, 1935
It's Christmas Eve. I can't focus on that though. I report for basic training the day after tommorow. Boy, am I excited! Ma thinks I'm crazy, but this is a chance to join my brother at Fort Bragg.
Steve was interrupted by his mother coming into the room. "Steven? It's time for supper." she exclaimed. Steve showed a slight frown. "Okay, Ma."
December 27th, 1935
Dad deicided to take me to the airport in his car. I can't wait to see John. I haven't seen him in two years. Dad gave me a few words of encourgement before I left on the plane. "Son, I'll be waiting in my chair by the fireplace for you. See you soon."
December 28th, 1935
Dear Dad, I met up with my brother in the mess hall, even though we've been assinged to different units. He said he was real proud of me, that I am a natural soldier. The drill sargent seems to think very highly of me, at least for now. You'd love these guys, dad. Josh Ackman is our corpsman. Apparently he dropped out of med school to join the army. Kevin "Cutter" Feron is a deeply religious guy. At first I thought he was the padre! Jason Matthews is an oddball. He showed me his stamp collection. He has stamps from the civil war. He said his grandfather passed them on to him. Jack Parker... what to say about him?
The drill sargent busted into the room. "Okay, ladies! We're going to Firearms training, now! You will follow me and only me! Understood?!"
"Yes drill sargent!"
Well dad, I have to close now tell mom I love her, and I miss you both already. Farewell for now.
-Your son, Steven
Sorry it's not much, but I have to start the game. Will update soon!