Author Topic: The national socialist occupation of the US. (Alternate history)  (Read 25779 times)

"Yeah, I need to get there quickly." I said "Do you have anything to get us there quicker?"

"I'm heading away from the city. I plan on trying to get out of here. Of course, I could always use spare body parts so I shall accompany you. Follow me."

Make crap up.
What I meant was that I would rather still be in NY. Anyway-

Name: Gregory Reeve

As I lie on my cot, with the hard pillow due to the gun under it, I listened to large booms and saw flashes of light. All we could do to avoid the bombers was hang low and keep lights off. Shooting the bombers from the ground would give away our position. They had no mercy, and would bomb every living thing in sight.



Here is a picture I took yesterday morning of a farm house on the edge of Old Oak Lane. The damn Germans nearly destroyed Laura Alfred's home and killed her too
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Current State: Resting

With the Help of the National Gaurd we were able to reclaim most of the West Coast. With the Japs crippled in Cali the Gaurd can Finally fend for its self. Lately rumors have been going around that the 1st Marine Battion, 3rd Marine Battalion(thats us) ,and the 1st Marine Tank Battion would be shipped to the East Coast help the Army and whatever is left of the Marine Corp on the east coast defend Illionois. Another rumor going around is that there were plans for an ampihibous counter attack on Alaska. All I know is where ever we are going it is not going to be easy.

Name: Riktor Krupp

Gender: Male

Age: 47

Occupation before the war: German Navy

Original country*: Germany

Civilian, Rebel, Prisoner, or Soldier?: Dead

Current State: KIA

Inventory: none

Personality: Serious

Picture of yourself**: No picture able to be supplied
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Name: John Colt  
Gender: Male
Age: 46
Occupation before the war: Marine Sergeant
Original country: US
Status: KIA
Current State: Hawaii
Personality: Tough rugged cigar smoker.
Picture of yourself:



Inventory: Nothing
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February 6th, 1948.

I could hear the roar of the tanks engines almost like it was there, during the German's siege of the base. They eventually marched straight to Chicago by next Winter, and cut the U.S. in half. They stopped supply lines, cut off roads, killed remaining soldiers.

The U.S. army's strength began a rapid decline.

The door opened, light filled the once pitch-black room. It was my turn.


Current State: I can't really tell.

I started running to Chicago, It wasn't very far to be honest, I slid behind a house and took cover under all of the gunfire, I managed to get one American Soldier and then slid over to another house taking cover, looking every direction, I then saw some other German Soldiers and continued taking cover behind houses, I saw a Japanese dive bomber blow up a nearby house, It was like hell, I just stayed there, sitting behind the house looking every direction.

Current State: Still on the highway

After the German ran off, I went back to my sedan. Chicago was being hit hard and I had to do something. Driving along the road I found an old house. Inside there wasn't much but a chair and a fireplace. However, the door opens behind me and a stunned SS officers sees me. I speak to him in German and in middle of his reply I stab him in the neck with my scalpel. I drag the body into the basement...

I struggle as I place the body on the table. He was a young man, roughly twenty or so. He wouldn't bee looking so grade in a moment though.
I walk back outside and lug my medical equipment in, setting it up on the cleared tables around the room that once held racks of wine and stored food. I walk back over to the body on the table in the center of the room. I pick up the scalpel, for it's time to begin.
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Eh. forget me.

Remove me.

im joining i lack a k/b so i cant type info (im on the onscreen one) very annoying

i'm sorry what

it's 1944

oh the posts about being in the battle are me flashing back from before being capotured by the national socialists. I thought it would be cool, but if that doesn't fly with you that's ok.

John Colt was killed in action when attempting to escape and rescue US prisoners of Pearl Harbor. John Colt took down 56 Japanese guards with a combat knife and saved 140 US soldiers. The chain of events from soldier to soldier succeeded and unlocked to save more and more US prisoners. Hawaii is now facing a siege for power from Japanese domination.  

John Colt sustained 2 direct wounds to the right leg, and a stab in the shoulder. He died from blood loss with a lit cigar in his mouth.
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