Furs At War

[KittKat chunky~]

"sounds like a story that many shall want to hear from you comrade... but for now it seems we're moving out.."
Kitt jumped from the bunker and sauntered off to a slovakian Prada Truck, climbing in the back he was greeted by several slovakian soldiers, most of whom where feline... He started to rummage through the mess of slovakian weaponry including a stripped down and yet miraculously still working howitzer25 and stacks of grenades...

[Armalite_]

Spike slung the heavy machine gun over his shoulder and looked back at his squad, all prepared and waiting for battle. Spike noticed Kitt was not among them "KITT! Hurry up!" He yelled. "We're moving out!" He called, strapping potato masher grenades to his combat vest along the coils of bullets. Soldiers were scrambling to get to the train cars as they were being loaded. German Panzers were moving out with the other tank crews and officer's were barking orders to those who were slowing them down.

[Gabag]

"The Yankees finally launched an offensive?" Wolfgang asked, wondering who he was going to have to kill.

[Armalite_]

Spike turned at answer Wolfgang. "It looks like it. The Americans will be making their way into Normandy from the beach any day now."

[KittKat chunky~]

"present and ready to fight for mother ru... i mean germany sir!" Kitt had jumped out of the back of the Prada RV truck as it rumbled past, kicking up dust, the driver grinding through the gears... A PTRS anti-tank rifle slung over his back, folded up to half the size, large 15mm ammunition clips across his chest. And also carrying the new SVT40 a soviet self loading rifle, so far only issued to NCO's such as Kitt, and prized marksmen...
"HOY! SDRAVTUS!"
Kitt slammed a paw onto the drivers door, and after a brief conversation the grumbling driver handed over a bag of catnip and a hipflask of Hruskovica before slamming the gear stick forwards and rumbling away almost hitting a shocked Panzer tank and swerving off down the road...
Turning back towards Spike Kitt picked up a quick run, easily compensating for the weight of the anti-tank rifle which had been stripped down to make it as light as possible...

[JellyMuffins]

The plane rumbled, the constant turbulence never giving them a silent moment. Jay had his eyes closed, awaiting their arrival in Normandy. Polsky, across from the rabbit, was trying to make him uncomfortable, "...and then if the FlaK 88's don't get us while we're in the plane, they could still shred your chute and send you straight down." he makes a falling gesture with his paw, opening his fist as it hits his leg, as if to say 'splat'.

Though he was worried about the jump, the lapine was more worried about after the landing. It finally dawned on him that he really didn't know if he could kill another person...

He fidgets with one of his long ears, trying to get a little sleep - it would still be many hours before they reached the shores of Normandy, and then another hour or two before they reached their drop zone.

[Armalite_]

Spike waited for Kitt to catch up. Daniel and Seigefreid continued towards the line up for boarding the train while soldiers at the front of the line were loaded into the box cars and pulled in crates of ammo and atrillary. "I really hope this train isn't thrown off by some lucky air strike." Seigefreid said, a little upset he had to board another train to get to the next post he and the rest of the squad would be guarding. "Defending an entire beach won't be easy either." Daniel said back. The squad was put in the line and awaited to board the train.

[KittKat chunky~]

"defending a whole beach?" Kitt gave an appreciative whistle.. "thats gonna take some doing..." Holding the SV rifle in the crook of one arm he pulled on an old regulation NCo helmet, much like the italian hemlet but with a blu trim and the slovakian emblem across the front... Once he had the helmet on he checked over all the ammo before hoisting both weapons across his back and waiting in line with the others...

[Gabag]

"We're they gonna land sir, what beach? And what sort of terrain do we have for our forces?" Wolf asked, hoisting up his Mauser and checking the bolt.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

"Attention crew and soldiers, Normandy is within five hours from our current location. Prepare for, and prepare to give those Nazi's hell!!" the intercom sounded as Cyrus woke up from his bunk bed, and he kicked the top of the bunk to wake up Orin. "Come on Orin, we've gotta get ready for the landing at Normandy." Orin groaned before falling out of the bunk bed and onto all fours on the cabin floor. "Can't I just have one more hour of peace before we get ready for this?" Cyrus was already dressed and almost smacked Orin to the ground with a palm to the back. "Only if you want to be left with all the sailors who havn't seen a woman in over two years..." Orin quickly got the message and began to get ready.

Time 'till D-Day: 4 hours and 40 minutes.

[Armalite_]

When Spike and the squad were seated in the last train car, the doors were shut and Spike turned to answer Wolfgang. "Omaha Beach? I was there once when I was young. Real nice place, sand, really open but there's a large hillside facing the Channel that's probably where we'll be defending from. I can't say, but we'll find out for sure when we get there." The was a sudden shake of the train car as it began to move.

[KittKat chunky~]

The train Carriage rumbled and shook as they passed through the countryside, Kitt turned to spike and listened to him talk to Wolfgang.. "ya know... ive never seen the sea before... slovakias landlocked... funny.. first time im gonna see the beach and im gonna be fighting on it... well life is and life does my comrade"...

[Armalite_]

"You guys think we'll have some time left after for sun tanning?" Seigefreid asked jokingly. Spike lit up a cigarette and look at the rest of his squadmen. "I dunno about you guys but whethere we have time or not, I'm getting some beach time in for myself. I ain't going off to defend some beach if I don't get time to enjoy it after." He said, laughing.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Normandy within sight, all platoons report to the deck!! the intercom said, but Cyrus was already in one of the boats with Orin. "If we make it out of this, I'm beating you for dragging me into this war..." "We didn't even know eachother before the war..." this only seemed to agitate Orin more "I still want to take it out on you!". More soldiers from their platoon piled into the boat, and as they were driving towards the beach, Cyrus took out his Springfield and aimed at some Nazis who were lounging as the Battleship arrived. "Lets give them a little wake-up call, shall we?" all the other soldiers were in their positions, and as someone came to inform them of the allies arrival, Cyrus took the messenger out in a single shot before ducking back into the transport.

"All is fair in love and war, even though I might not live long enough to verify love" Cyrus said with laughter as he put his Springfield away.

[Armalite_]

Other than the sound of train wheels screeching along the tracks, it was quiet as the train neared it desitnation at Omaha beach. There were soldiers there already setting up mortar nests and Flak 88's. Spike would be placed in a murder hole in one of the bunkers, his squad most likely along side him. The thought of how many American ships that were going to unload onto the beach made him take off his helmet and scratch his head. The train's horn boomed. They were near the beach and within minutes, be unloaded onto it's sands.