WWII RP

[Libk]

December 7th, 1941. The Japanese have attacked Pearl harbor, leaving 16 ships sunk or damaged, and over 3,500 Americans killed or wounded. The Americans Declare war on Japan, and the Germans declare war on America in response. In Europe, the Germans have control. Things were looking Grim for the rest of Europe until the Americans joined the war effort. Our story follows the French resistance and a few of their allies as they help push back the Germans.

A young Frenchman is driving a jeep, all of our cast in it. This young Frenchman is Pierre Vidal, leader of a small squad made up of volunteer soldiers from various countries. He is your superior in this but he doesn't really act it. In this war, you're all brothers. Today you're all heading out to try and scout out a nearby German camp and return with intel to prepare an attack in an attempt to push the Germans back. Pierre stays silent as he drives.

@Storm
@DekuNut
@Pendio
@Mido
@Domozilla777

 

[DekuNut]

Alfred Jones sits in the passenger's seat, excited for this. This is his first real mission. He knows that is exactly the wrong feeling to have when going into battle, but that doesn't stop him. He's both excited and nervous, but does his best to hide these feelings.

 

[Storm]

Juan just sits in the Jeep, awaiting word from whever is leading this turkey shoot

 

[Mido]

Ivan sits in the very back of the jeep, his exhale visible in the colder weather. His eyes look forward, yet look empty. He didn't understand any of this, these first couple of years. Did it really need to be this way? Perhaps it did, but Ivan was tired of fighting, yet nevertheless waits for directions.

 

[Alita the Pun]

Steve meddles with his rifle as they drove. He inserts a high caliber round into the clip. He sighs and has no showing emotion but a grim face. This was his first time facing those who had exiled him and killed many of his friends and family. He would avenge each one ten times over if he could. The Nazis deserved to die. He was likely the only one in the jeep that had seen firsthand the terror of 3rd Reich. While he had resolve, he still had a twinge of fear for what was to come.

 

[Pen]

Liam Patricks was sitting by the car window looking out. His head was leaning against the window and he was very tired. He had been up all night last night amputating a very badly injured arm. The whites of his eyes had gone red, but he was unable to fall asleep as he watched the scenery pass by outside.

 

[DekuNut]

"So Pierre," Alfred leans over towards the driver, "How far out are we?"

 

[Storm]

Juan sharpens his bayonet on the post holding up the tarp on the jeep

 

[Libk]

"We will be stopping around 5 miles from ze camp. Zen we will make our way there on foot." Pierre looks into the rearview mirror to see Liam nodding off every now and then. "Doctor, you are looking rather rough zis morning. Would you mind staying in ze vehicle until we return?"

 

[Pen]

"I appreciate the thought but I'm afraid I won't be able to fall asleep either way," Liam explains. "However, if you need someone to stay behind and keep guard I'll see to it."

 

[Storm]

Juan did not understand english

 

[DekuNut]

"We should be about there, right?" Alfred is bobbing his leg impatiently.

 

[Alita the Pun]

"We're not even moving kid! Get a grip!"

 

[Storm]

JUan could not wait for Aughust 9th, 1945

 

[Pen]

((So what's happening exactly?))