Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Unsung Heros ❯ L.R.S.U. ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Disclaimer: This Story is Completely from my little twisted mind. So this is not real. Well some of the information is from Wikipedia, and www.world.guns.ru. The grammar gets better because this story been in progress for over a year.




Nazi Germany, a nation on the conquest for world power. In the year 1939, Adolf Hitler sends troops to Poland and sends the world in to complete chaos, with alias Japan and Italy, this is the story of The Unsung Heroes.
In a small room in Europe a group of men sit around a table and are discussing chaotic matters a hand. This is know as the League of Nations.
“Gentlemen, we have major crisis on our hand, and that is that Germany has sent out for world conquest” Said one man representing the United Kingdom “ we have a choice. We can go for full-scale war or go for peaceful negotiations?’
“The Nazis have invaded my homeland and are putting people in jail for not believing in what they think!” Screamed the Rep. from Poland.
“Then we have no choice, we go full-scale war.” Said the Chairman.
“Why the fuck did they put me in a British unit, for the love of god? I’m an American, going 4 years at a college and this is what I get.” Complied a tall, large man.
“Just be lucky your not in the 3rd army.” said a Major named Ingram, has he look at the road.
“Well I guess your right Major, and where are you taking me?” said the Lieutenant as he held on to his helmet.
“If you must know I’m taking you to the supply base to get you a rifle just for you.” said Ingram.
The Lieutenant looked at the base wondering what kind of rile that they had for him. As Ingram pulled up to the armory, Ingram gave his farewells and sent him off. The lieutenant walked into the door and found the room full of custom rifles from a 9 mm pistol to a 20 mm custom anti-tank rifle.
“ey, you, yeah you, Ingram told me to make this rifle for you.” said a man with hands as black as night form the finishes. He jerked up a ridiculous size rifle. “This is the Recoilless custom anti-tank rifle that fires the 12x99 mm round or in America the .50 Caliber Browning Machine Gun round, it uses the blowback function to eject bullets form the chamber, so no more bolt action, uses a dual chamber muzzle brake, floating barrel, and a large system of buffer springs and oil buffer tubes, and it only weights 8 kilograms due to the aluminum-carbon body.”
“All that for a Yank!” Yelled a man with a Scottish voice named Charles, “What this Yank should get is a little Sten.” As he walked up to the counter.
“You got some nerve talking to a officer like that….” The lieutenant took a long pause and then said, “your only corporal and your part of my unit and your give me insults, just for that, welcome to the long range sniper unit private.” Said the Lieutenant as he ripped off his stripes.
“Hey, can he do that?”
“He outranks you, so yeah.”
“Drop off is in 2 hour, see if you can’t get a Garand.” As he picked his mammoth rifle and walked out the door.
“Well, here, take the Garand, it has a scope on it and watch out for the clip ejection.”
“Thanks.” Said the Private as he walked out through the door carrying his gear ready for the drop.
“Ok, this is Operation Detroit, we will make a advancement up through France, and work our way back and take out the Nazi emplacements, and the final words I have to say is, good luck and god speed.”
“Alright, have your guns cock and locked, and ready to fight when you hit the ground! If you get ground fire, tuck your body in and pray!” Yelled the Commanding Officer. “Stand up and hook up, Green light, go, go, go, go!”
As the Paratroopers fell from the planes, there was dead silent and there was no ground fire.
“ I think were a bit off jump!” yelled one paratrooper, but then he was hit with flak.
“Shit, tuck in!” Yelled the Lieutenant, He tucked himself in and waited for the ground to come. Everyone hung still and dropped to the ground. They took out their bayonets and cut the parachute cords and ran for cover.
“What do we do now, sir?” whispered a private as he took out his rifle.
“W….we, have to take out them batteries.” Ordered the Lieutenant with the unit on his ass and getting a good vantage point, the Lieutenant told the men who to fire at and in one order, the sky lighted up with gun fire form the rifles. The rifles crack like thunder, and flash like orange lighting. In the end all of the flaks were token out and every German killed, or that’s what they thought. In the distance they could hear the faint yelling of “lohst, lohst, lohst!” The flak crew loaded one gun and aimed it at the unit, .
“Take out the gunner before he can get a shot off!” yelled the Lieutenant, he peppered the flak gun with anti-tank rounds punching holes into the gun and killing the crew. “Some one give me a flare and their Garand.” he softly yelled. One of the troops complied and gave it to him. In a instant the sky lit up reveling what was hiding form the light, what was reviled was dead bodies. They littered the ground like garbage, and that’s how they saw the Germans, the trash of the world.
“Thing where never like this.”
“Sir?”
“I remembered it like yesterday, everything was peaceful in the harbor. But then the Japs attacked. They shot off civilians like deer. Back then I just got out of collage and went to go live back with my parents in Honolulu. I went to go see my dad at the base, he was on duty and doing the better thing for the country. But then the air raid alarm went off. We ran outside to see the sky littered with fighter-bombers. My dad ran back inside to call for support, then a bomb landed in the building killing him. That’s when I realized that the world I knew was fake, all the lies. That day I became a man and I got to turret and started to fire my first gun, in the one raid I shot down 8 planes. But my revenge was far from satisfied, I signed up for the army and was trained as a sniper then shipped here.”
“That’s one hell of a story Amerikan, but save it for prison.” said a man with a heavy German accent. “ if you want you could throw your weapons down and we could do this the easy vay, or the hard vay.”
“FIRE AND SWEEP!!!!” came a sharp bark from behind the German Officer.