Sergeant José Lambert
Yet we will be coming for them... even if it becomes our deaths.
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1st Sergeant Jozef Jansens
I and my patrol were walking around and we went through a bush, there we suddenly stumbled upon these German positions, but we weren't get shot at. We inspected those positions and then we saw what was wrong. There were dead Germans in their foxholes, they must 've been lying there since the winter, because that's from when the latest letter dated we found. It were all Germans in Summer-clothing. What did these men think, staying there, whilst it became their deaths, why did they not send people out to get food or such? And then I saw the symbols on their shoulders, it were the madmen's lapdogs... And I didn't feel any bit of pity anymore. My compassion turned into hapinness, because they died. They wouldn't have showed mercy on us, so we didn't even bury them, we just left. And then I felt the pity come back, but I just ignored it.
These thought maked me put the gun back and then I went to look what the noise in the camp was...
"We captured this German!" One of the privates shouted. I went to look at the Germans face... to see if it was a famous sniper or so... And my breath halted.
This german's face... it looked familiar! How could this be? Where did I see that face before? "Execute that German!" Sub-Lieutenant Adriaans shouted. And suddenly I knew where I saw that face before... It looked exactly like the young soldier I executed back in January. Was this my second chance? The only second chance I'd ever get? Then I'd have to react soon!
"I object,sir" I said.
"WHAT?" ,he replied, "YOU WILL DO THAT ORDER NOW!"
"I will not do that order, seeing of command # 1247, that prohibited us to execute PoW's and if that isn't enough, then I here by resign from my rank and won't execute any orders from now on, until an investigation happened" I replied, knowing this was actually the same as saying, 'you can put me before a fire-squad,as long as you spare this German's life'.
"Very well, sergeant, I'll bring you before a court-marshall,soon enough", that's all he could say, if he would have done anything he wanted to do now, he'd have a whole company that turned against him, all he could say anymore was the following, which he also did, "go to your quarters and await the investigation, you aren't allowed to leave it before that moment".
Hours passed and then the Germans attacked with an unkown feriocity. A Private stormed in, shouting in panic "Sergeant, we need your help!".
"Why? What happened to the commanding officers?"
"The Captain is seriously wounded, the lieutenants are all dead, same for the sub-lieutenants and all the others are M.I.A.!"
"Hold the line, we'll keep the Germans at bay!"
The Germans did 2 attacks,both failed, we were saved by the counter-offensive, apparantly our company was the only one who rested on it's position, all the others had run away, so we made the job a lot easier, that fight was won thanks to us... and maybe thanks to me. But I still had to do the Court-marshall. In any other situation I'd have gone free.. but now I had to leave my division, where they'd send me to, I'll know soon enough... but not now...
The company is left behind with those M.I.A. found back... they couldn't get out their bunkers because of debris and the captain is going to survive and will be leading the company soon enough.
And i forgot to tell about one thing that I saw on the battlefield. I saw Death himself, slicing through the Germans with his scythe. And after the battlefield his voice said to me in my head: " You know, you were never supposed to live this long, it was you who had to die all these years ago and not your little brother. And all these times you were lucky wasn't forseen by me too, yet I will use you one more time...what you saw as your second chance was actually just choosing between killing or get killed". He didn't tell me what he meant with all that. And I must be insane...
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recruit Gunnar Oläfson:
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Well I hope you all enjoyed this and I'm still looking for countries for my companies, please let me know if you got an idea. Also, sorry for the somewhat sloppy English
,
greetings,
Jonie-Dinofreak
14th of June 1945:
We recieved another message of infrastructure build in Congo. I still don't get how a bit of work there, will help us win this war here. We lost thousands of men when we could have used the industry here to help us get better weapons which could have saved those men. For once let them think of the men here! It doesn't matter anymore,all of this doesn't matter. This is a war without an end, a war into eternity, a war till we burn in the pits of Hell. I know one thing for sure though, after the war, I will not be able to celebrate any holiday, because on every day some men died. Declerq, Peters, Van Rompuy, De Wever, Milquet... all good men, now resting six feet beneath the earth or send home in a tin can... They gave their lives, they are the Heroes! Not those men who build roads far away from here! May God have mercy upon those who go away from the battlefield.
22nd of June 1945:
The GHQ has recieved the final reinforcements. Our army group now counts 12 divisions. Every division has a SPG-brigade attached. I can't wait until we start firing on Aachen again. It is also suprising that they actually thought about us, may the Germans fear us, may we show that we are Belgians, the bravest of the Gaels, that we were the fear of Rome with reason. That WE will be the fear of Berlin and it will be WE who will be forcing the door open to the Bunkers of "the Madmen of Berlin", it will be WE who will put our guns to their heads and WE will be the ones who will pull the trigger. But for now, they can rest... for now.Yet we will be coming for them... even if it becomes our deaths.
1st Sergeant Jozef Jansens
16th of June 1945:
Apparantly I should have been using this rank for 2 months now, they found the letter 2 days ago at the office. I'm not really trusting this promotion though...25th of June 1945:
Here I am, sitting with a gun in my hand.You see, I am sick of fighting without stopping. I am sick of seeing friends die around me, whilst every bullet just seems to change course when it should hit me. I killed many men, including that young German soldier months ago and my little brother,for a part. I am not proud of myself and I somehow wish that someone else will be able to do what I could not. As I brought the gun to my head, this suddenly slipped in my mind... and what about the men I lead, the men that look up to me? If I kill myself right now, then the last bit of morale they got will dissapear. Then I abandon them like a coward. So I'll stay here till the end unless I can save people by moving away. This makes me think of 7 days ago... I and my patrol were walking around and we went through a bush, there we suddenly stumbled upon these German positions, but we weren't get shot at. We inspected those positions and then we saw what was wrong. There were dead Germans in their foxholes, they must 've been lying there since the winter, because that's from when the latest letter dated we found. It were all Germans in Summer-clothing. What did these men think, staying there, whilst it became their deaths, why did they not send people out to get food or such? And then I saw the symbols on their shoulders, it were the madmen's lapdogs... And I didn't feel any bit of pity anymore. My compassion turned into hapinness, because they died. They wouldn't have showed mercy on us, so we didn't even bury them, we just left. And then I felt the pity come back, but I just ignored it.
These thought maked me put the gun back and then I went to look what the noise in the camp was...
"We captured this German!" One of the privates shouted. I went to look at the Germans face... to see if it was a famous sniper or so... And my breath halted.
This german's face... it looked familiar! How could this be? Where did I see that face before? "Execute that German!" Sub-Lieutenant Adriaans shouted. And suddenly I knew where I saw that face before... It looked exactly like the young soldier I executed back in January. Was this my second chance? The only second chance I'd ever get? Then I'd have to react soon!
"I object,sir" I said.
"WHAT?" ,he replied, "YOU WILL DO THAT ORDER NOW!"
"I will not do that order, seeing of command # 1247, that prohibited us to execute PoW's and if that isn't enough, then I here by resign from my rank and won't execute any orders from now on, until an investigation happened" I replied, knowing this was actually the same as saying, 'you can put me before a fire-squad,as long as you spare this German's life'.
"Very well, sergeant, I'll bring you before a court-marshall,soon enough", that's all he could say, if he would have done anything he wanted to do now, he'd have a whole company that turned against him, all he could say anymore was the following, which he also did, "go to your quarters and await the investigation, you aren't allowed to leave it before that moment".
Hours passed and then the Germans attacked with an unkown feriocity. A Private stormed in, shouting in panic "Sergeant, we need your help!".
"Why? What happened to the commanding officers?"
"The Captain is seriously wounded, the lieutenants are all dead, same for the sub-lieutenants and all the others are M.I.A.!"
"Hold the line, we'll keep the Germans at bay!"
The Germans did 2 attacks,both failed, we were saved by the counter-offensive, apparantly our company was the only one who rested on it's position, all the others had run away, so we made the job a lot easier, that fight was won thanks to us... and maybe thanks to me. But I still had to do the Court-marshall. In any other situation I'd have gone free.. but now I had to leave my division, where they'd send me to, I'll know soon enough... but not now...
The company is left behind with those M.I.A. found back... they couldn't get out their bunkers because of debris and the captain is going to survive and will be leading the company soon enough.
And i forgot to tell about one thing that I saw on the battlefield. I saw Death himself, slicing through the Germans with his scythe. And after the battlefield his voice said to me in my head: " You know, you were never supposed to live this long, it was you who had to die all these years ago and not your little brother. And all these times you were lucky wasn't forseen by me too, yet I will use you one more time...what you saw as your second chance was actually just choosing between killing or get killed". He didn't tell me what he meant with all that. And I must be insane...
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recruit Gunnar Oläfson:
30Th of June 1945:
We're almost ready to fight for freedom...almost. We can't wait to fight soon enough.---------------------------------------------------
Well I hope you all enjoyed this and I'm still looking for countries for my companies, please let me know if you got an idea. Also, sorry for the somewhat sloppy English
,greetings,
Jonie-Dinofreak
