The national socialist occupation of the US. (Alternate history)

[Blocko 3D]

Being re-assigned to the borders of the national socialist territory, to watch for enemy raid parties, stuff like that.

Been two hours and nothing has happened.

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[battlebrain]

I see a man, apparently Russian, parachute down a little roughly next to me.
"What's your name?"
"Ninel Stalina."
"Mine's Jacov Steele. I'm wounded, but so far I'm okay. How did the jump go?"

"A little rough" as I laugh sarcastically

[Gojira]

"Heh, I saw that," I say. "But what happened? Did you get shot at? Was your plane shot down? That I did not catch. I've been shot twice already by the way. If America makes it out of this alive, maybe I'll get a Purple Heart."

[battlebrain]

"Our plane was shot down, I think I was the only one... my chute had a couple of holes in it" I say in my best English, "Where are ya hit soldier?"

[Blocko 3D]

Earlier this morning a couple of lost US guys came through, the group was taken in to be prisoners of war.

After this another small group came in to rescue them, 12 Germans were shot, 9 of them lived, the whole group of
trespassers were killed.

[Gojira]

"Our plane was shot down, I think I was the only one... my chute had a couple of holes in it" I say in my best English, "Where are ya hit soldier?"

"Shoulder and leg. Not as bad as they could be, got them patched up soon enough."

[battlebrain]

"What do you want to do? I saw a couple of '88s south of here."

[Gojira]

"We need to hide. And fast."

[Thar]

The basement was all ready. It would definitely fit into the master plan. I looked around at my work area, "very good. Very good indeed."

Now I needed to get out and get with some other people. I opened the door to the lobby, only to find it deserted. Then suddenly I hear the footsteps of a lone soldier. This is perfect.

I hide beside the doorway where he is coming from and leap on him, stabbing him in the neck so many times. The blood smelled so nice but I had no time. I dragged the body downstairs, mopping up the blood as we went. I took off his uniform and replaced my lab coat with his SS officer uniform.

I walked out of the hospital looking for my sedan, only to find it smashed by what seemed to be a tank track. "great" I muttered. It was only a mile, I could run it...


The sun was going down as I made it to a field on the outskirts of the city. In the middle of it were two men. Whoever they were, I couldn't risk being spotted. I drew my mauser and tried to get a better look at them. One was a Soviet and one was an American. How the hell they got way out here, I had no clue. Maybe they hadn't spotted me. Maybe they had.

[Harm94]

The order was given to mobilize. The big Iron door was lowered and we our amtracs entered the water to cross lake Michigan to the rapidly falling state. Nearbye you could hear scout planes looking for national socialist artillery postions. Followed by the sound of rocket artillery.

[Gojira]

The basement was all ready. It would definitely fit into the master plan. I looked around at my work area, "very good. Very good indeed."

Now I needed to get out and get with some other people. I opened the door to the lobby, only to find it deserted. Then suddenly I hear the footsteps of a lone soldier. This is perfect.

I hide beside the doorway where he is coming from and leap on him, stabbing him in the neck so many times. The blood smelled so nice but I had no time. I dragged the body downstairs, mopping up the blood as we went. I took off his uniform and replaced my lab coat with his SS officer uniform.

I walked out of the hospital looking for my sedan, only to find it smashed by what seemed to be a tank track. "great" I muttered. It was only a mile, I could run it...


The sun was going down as I made it to a field on the outskirts of the city. In the middle of it were two men. Whoever they were, I couldn't risk being spotted. I drew my mauser and tried to get a better look at them. One was a Soviet and one was an American. How the hell they got way out here, I had no clue. Maybe they hadn't spotted me. Maybe they had.

"Over there!" I cry, pointing at a man in what appears to be a bloody doctor's getup. I pull out my M1 Carbine and aim at the man. I pull the trigger. Miss.
"Dammit!"
He fires at us both, hitting Ninel in the thigh. He cries out. I quickly pull out my first aid kit and get to work.

[Blocko 3D]

Our leading officer ordered the machine gunners to get ready.
The officer spotted an attack force coming right for us.
I was ordered to help the people in the field hospital.

[Thar]

"Over there!" I cry, pointing at a man in what appears to be a bloody doctor's getup. I pull out my M1 Carbine and aim at the man. I pull the trigger. Miss.
"Dammit!"
He fires at us both, hitting Ninel in the thigh. He cries out. I quickly pull out my first aid kit and get to work.

"God damnit!" I popped off a few rounds, maybe it'd get their attention. But it didn't have the intended effect at all. I accidently hit one of them in the leg.

I stand up and throw my mauser away, taking off my lab coat and using it as a white flag.

"STOP STOP! DON'T SHOOT!"

[Gojira]

"It's okay, you just scared us. that's all."

[Thar]

"It's okay, you just scared us. that's all."

My apologies, did I injure anyone?