Machine Gunner: M1919 Medium Mg's/Bren light Mg/ DP 28 LMG, M.1891, M1911A1 pistol/same/Nagant M.1895, Morphine Needle, 1 M2 frags/M.36M Mk.1 "Mills bombs"/RGD. 33's, M1A1 Bazooka/same/same, Ka-bar/F-S Knife/NR-40, Military Fatigues, 5 misc. items of your choice
Sniper: Scoped M1917 enfield/same/Scoped Mosin Nagant, M.1891, M1911A1 pistol/same/Nagant M.1895, Morphine Needle, 2 No. 77 smoke grenade/same/same, Ka-bar/F-S Knife/NR-40, Camouflaged Military Fatigues, 5 misc. items of your choice
Pilot:M.1891, M1911A1 pistol/same/Nagant M.1895, Morphine Needle, 5 No.74 Sticky grenades/same/Molotov Cocktails, Ka-bar/F-S Knife/NR-40, Military Fatigues, Repair Kit, Ability to use vehicles 5 misc. items of your choice
Medic:M1911A1 pistol/same/Nagant M.1895, Morphine Needle, 2 No. 77 smoke grenade/same/same, Ka-bar/F-S Knife/NR-40, Medkit, Medical Military Fatigues, 5 misc. items of your choice
Axis Classes
it goes Germany/Italy/Japan
Rifleman: Karabiner 98K/Carcano M1981/Arisaka, Walther P38/Beretta M1934/Nambu Type.14, Morphine Needle, 3 Model 24 Grenade (with frag sleeve)/Bomba M1935/Type 97, Kampfmesser 42/same/Type 30 bayonet, Military Fatigues, 5 misc. items of your choice
Assault: MP-40/Beretta M.38/Type 100, Walther P38/Beretta M1934/Nambu Type.14, Morphine Needle, 5 Model 24 Grenade (with frag sleeve)/Bomba M1935/Type 97, 3 Panzerwurfmine's/same/same, Kampfmesser 42/same/Type 30 bayonet, Military Fatigues, 5 misc. items of your choice
Machine gunner: MG-34/Breda M.30/Type 3 MG, Walther P38/Beretta M1934/Nambu Type.14, Morphine Needle, 1 Model 24 Grenade (with frag sleeve)/Bomba M1935/Type 97, Panzerfaust/same/same, Kampfmesser 42/same/Type 30 bayonet, Military Fatigues, 5 misc. items of your choice
Sniper: Scoped K98/Scoped Carcano/Scoped Arisaka, Walther P38/Beretta M1934/Nambu Type.14, Morphine Needle, 2 S-mines/same/same, Kampfmesser 42/same/Type 30 bayonet,Camo Military Fatigues, 5 misc. items of your choice
Pilot:Walther P38/Beretta M1934/Nambu Type.14, Morphine Needle, 5 Panzerwurfmines/same/same, Kampfmesser 42/same/Type 30 bayonet, Military Fatigues, Repair kit, Ability to use vehicles, 5 misc. items of your choice
Medic:Walther P38/Beretta M1934/Nambu Type.14, Morphine Needle, 2 S-mines/same/same, Kampfmesser 42/same/Type 30 bayonet,Medical Military Fatigues, 5 misc. items of your choice
FINALLY!
now you can make your own class, but explain it
to the sheet!
Name: Age: Gender: Class: Nationality: include whether axis or allies Personality: least 3 Phy.Desc.:least 3 Traits: i make from your personality/or desc. Bio: optional, least 5 sentences Perk: i make from bio ---------------------- Squad: 4 (put how what class each squad member is and their names) Weapons: Uniforms: Misc.: you can make 5 ---------------------- Health: 100/100 Condition:
oh and yeh they are nerdy seeing as they made a medal opera called "The Elvin Manuscript" and have multiple songs involving FF or WoW videos, from the few songs they have in english they are pretty good though
Kazhislov, Straussenberg, Metzinger, and Wittgenstein are all sitting in a tent chatting. Kazhislov is holding up his pinky(the one that's no longer attached to his hand), and Wittgenstein(the coward medic) looks about 30 seconds away from throwing up. "H-how do you guys do it?" asks Wittgenstein with difficulty. "D-deal with the fear and and th-the stress, I mean." "What fear?!" Metzinger replies proudly, sticking out his chest. "Why would I be scared? Those Americans don't have a chance." "Hear, hear!" Kazhislov agrees, nodding. Straussenberg just watches quietly. His helmet is too big for him, and kept falling into his eyes, so he's holding it in his hands like a baby. "But-" Wittgenstein begins, but Metzinger cuts him off. "Trust me, buddy. The Americans have got nothing on us. This war will be over within the year." With this, Metzinger claps Wittgenstein on the back, and Wittgenstein nearly falls flat on his face. Metzinger takes a cigarette out of his pocket and lights it. "Want one?" he offers Wittgenstein. "Uh...no...I don't smoke," Wittgenstein says weakly, looking like he's about to faint. "Well, there's your problem!" Metzinger says. "Here." He hands Wittgenstein a cigarette. Wittgenstein takes it reluctantly, and Metzinger lights it for him. Wittgenstein starts coughing violently, and the cigarette falls right out of his mouth. Kazhislov stamps it out before anything catches fire. "Perhaps he should not be smoking," Kazhislov suggests to Metzinger. "Besides, Heiskanen told me that we should not smoke. Lit cigarettes are good targets for snipers. He gave me chewing tobacco instead." "Whatever you say," Metzinger says. "I'm just getting bored here. I wish-" "Attention!" Kazhislov says. He's just noticed Richthofen, and jumps to his feet immediately, saluting. The others follow suit(Straussenberg hastily puts his helmet on), Wittgenstein looking markedly relieved. "At ease," Richthofen says, returning the salute.
oooohhh, well he gives the both anotehr slice of cake, some Orecchiette with tomato sauce. and a tin cup full of Marasala Oro Superiore Riserva
he slaps his back "You're-a welcome here anytime...uh just try not to spark a conversation, your very intimidating"
I find it hilarious that anyone is intimidated by Wagner. "Right," Wagner says, looking happy that he intimidates someone for once.
the young private kinda hides behind you
Richthofen continues. "Straussenberg, Kazhislov, you're on patrol tonight. The rest of you can rest, or train if you want. Just don't waste any of your ammunition. This is Private...uh, actually, I didn't catch his name. He'll be on patrol tonight. Private, this is Pvt. Straussenberg-" he indicates a thin, youthful infantryman whose helmet covers half his face "-and Pfc. Kazhislov." He indicates a tall, muscular man with nearly-black eyes and short hair of the same color. He looks more like a drill sergeant than a sniper.
I find it hilarious that anyone is intimidated by Wagner. "Right," Wagner says, looking happy that he intimidates someone for once.
please, haven't you heard Italy's song to Germany? German women and tourists scare him
whaddathey do now?
Richthofen continues. "Straussenberg, Kazhislov, you're on patrol tonight. The rest of you can rest, or train if you want. Just don't waste any of your ammunition. This is Private...uh, actually, I didn't catch his name. He'll be on patrol tonight. Private, this is Pvt. Straussenberg-" he indicates a thin, youthful infantryman whose helmet covers half his face "-and Pfc. Kazhislov." He indicates a tall, muscular man with nearly-black eyes and short hair of the same color. He looks more like a drill sergeant than a sniper.
his eyes turn into saucers when he sees the big man "n-n-nice t-to m-m-m-m-meet you"
just bought Rome total war Alexander and gold edition for 9.99, you have to love steam
please, haven't you heard Italy's song to Germany? German women and tourists scare him
Yes, I've heard the song.
whaddathey do now?
Well Beckenbauer and Wagner split the food. Beckenbauer gets the cake, Wagner gets the orrecchiette, and they each get half of the Marasala Oro Superiore Riserva. Wagner eats his right away, Beckenbauer saves his.
his eyes turn into saucers when he sees the big man "n-n-nice t-to m-m-m-m-meet you"
"Nice to meet you too, Private," Kazhislov says, coming to parade rest. "What's your name?" Straussenberg asks, barely loud enough to be heard.
Well Beckenbauer and Wagner split the food. Beckenbauer gets the cake, Wagner gets the orrecchiette, and they each get half of the Marasala Oro Superiore Riserva. Wagner eats his right away, Beckenbauer saves his.
after a little while they both feel an intense need to go to the latrine
"Good to meet you," Kazhislov says, extending his hand to shake. "Stanmir Kazhislov." "Erik Straussenberg," Straussenberg says quietly, pushing his helmet up out of his eyes(a few seconds later it falls back down).
after a little while they both feel an intense need to go to the latrine what about the terrible two who just got pranked? XD
Just Wagner. Beckenbauer didn't eat his, remember? Wagner tracks Beckenbauer down and warns him before he eats. Beckenbauer laughs at Wagner's predicament for several minutes before finally recovering. "We should get him back!" Wagner says angrily. Beckenbauer shrugs, but agrees.
"Nice to m-meet you, and you too Erik"
"All right, let's go," Richthofen says. Kazhislov just stands, since his rifle was already slung over his shoulder, and Straussenberg grabs his Kar98(which is about the same size as he is). Then they head out for patrol, with Richthofen in the lead and Kazhislov bringing up the rear.
(the big guy reminds him of a bully who always kicked his *** in school, so that's why he's so scared)
Lol. Anyway, Kazhislov's hand is callused and rough like sandpaper 0.o
Just Wagner. Beckenbauer didn't eat his, remember? Wagner tracks Beckenbauer down and warns him before he eats. Beckenbauer laughs at Wagner's predicament for several minutes before finally recovering. "We should get him back!" Wagner says angrily. Beckenbauer shrugs, but agrees.
it was in the wine, also the latrine doors are blocked :P
"All right, let's go," Richthofen says. Kazhislov just stands, since his rifle was already slung over his shoulder, and Straussenberg grabs his Kar98(which is about the same size as he is). Then they head out for patrol, with Richthofen in the lead and Kazhislov bringing up the rear.
as you get near the old part of the line you abandoned you see an enemy combat patrol, 6 strong heading your way
the young private has the cork smeared on his face and is the quietest of them all
