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The Sugar War: The city of Stalingrad
From the bizzare mind of Wolf Heart.
Chapter 1: Not one step back
Fear. Cold, hard, unrelenting fear dominated the new Russian soldiers, as there Commisar prepared them for a hopeless charge against the entrenched Doughnuts on the other side. The men huddled in their crater, caused by an enemy 88mm gun. The Pastries had formed a Tripel Alliance with the Candys and the Sweets, and had invaded the Russian border. They had thought Stalingrad would fall in a day. They were wrong. Private Alexander Pavlov stood at the end of the huddled mass, having only a single five round magezine for a Mosin Naggat rifle. He had no rifle. They had split them up, one man getting a rifle, and the second, ammunition. When the first man was killed, the second was to take the rifle and shoot. Not the best of odds, he thought. The Commisar stood up. "Comrades, today, you will take back the Red Square from the foreign invaders, or you will die in the attempt. Cowards, and traitors, will be shot. Do not fall back. Bring victory to Russia, or bring it death. When the whistle blows, you are to charge at the enemy and destroy them. Do not count days! Do not count months! Count only the number of Sweets you kill!" He brought the whistle to his lips, and blew.
Chapter 2: Red Square
The sudden rush of men got Alex running. On the other side, deadly enemy MG-42 machine guns opened up. He ran in a group of about thirty men, some young, some old. Five were shot down in a blaze of enemy fire. Another 7 were thrown by an artillery shell. The rest wisley decided to spread out a bit, to make themselves less of a target. Alexander saw the soldier to his left crumple, leaving only seventeen men to take the enemy trenches. As an after thought, he relized the soldier was carrying a rifle, and he intended to grab it. Fire from Pastry sharpshooters flew around him, men falling left or right, the only protection being a statue up ahead, about 10 meters. But he was determined to get the rifle. "So close, so close," he thought to himself as he lunged for it- a second to late. A large soldier in ripped clothes grabbed it off the ground. "That was mine!" he screamed, in a rage of anger, frusteration, and hopelesness, he ran to the statue. The soldier in ripped clothes followed him, taking 3 bullets to the chest on the way, dropping the rifle.
Chapter 1: Not one step back
Fear. Cold, hard, unrelenting fear dominated the new Russian soldiers, as there Commisar prepared them for a hopeless charge against the entrenched Doughnuts on the other side. The men huddled in their crater, caused by an enemy 88mm gun. The Pastries had formed a Tripel Alliance with the Candys and the Sweets, and had invaded the Russian border. They had thought Stalingrad would fall in a day. They were wrong. Private Alexander Pavlov stood at the end of the huddled mass, having only a single five round magezine for a Mosin Naggat rifle. He had no rifle. They had split them up, one man getting a rifle, and the second, ammunition. When the first man was killed, the second was to take the rifle and shoot. Not the best of odds, he thought. The Commisar stood up. "Comrades, today, you will take back the Red Square from the foreign invaders, or you will die in the attempt. Cowards, and traitors, will be shot. Do not fall back. Bring victory to Russia, or bring it death. When the whistle blows, you are to charge at the enemy and destroy them. Do not count days! Do not count months! Count only the number of Sweets you kill!" He brought the whistle to his lips, and blew.
Chapter 2: Red Square
The sudden rush of men got Alex running. On the other side, deadly enemy MG-42 machine guns opened up. He ran in a group of about thirty men, some young, some old. Five were shot down in a blaze of enemy fire. Another 7 were thrown by an artillery shell. The rest wisley decided to spread out a bit, to make themselves less of a target. Alexander saw the soldier to his left crumple, leaving only seventeen men to take the enemy trenches. As an after thought, he relized the soldier was carrying a rifle, and he intended to grab it. Fire from Pastry sharpshooters flew around him, men falling left or right, the only protection being a statue up ahead, about 10 meters. But he was determined to get the rifle. "So close, so close," he thought to himself as he lunged for it- a second to late. A large soldier in ripped clothes grabbed it off the ground. "That was mine!" he screamed, in a rage of anger, frusteration, and hopelesness, he ran to the statue. The soldier in ripped clothes followed him, taking 3 bullets to the chest on the way, dropping the rifle.
The Stories of Clem
By; Wolf Claw
Chapter 1: Clem
Clem is an not a normal Minecraftian. He is extremely smart and is very good at fighting. He's the Minecraftian's Ruler. You would see him running from one end of the castle, and then see him helping his fellow friends make battle plans. Clem woke up and sniffed the air... He thought to himself, I dont like this. it isn't right outside. So he walked outside to see smoke. "No!", He screamed. He saw a guy from another nation using Flint and Steel on his neighbor's house. The guy, who was called Nile, turned around and saw Clem. Clem ran back inside and grabbed his sword. "If I die here today, I want to die a hero."
Chapter 2: The Fight
He put on his pro 4 armor and fire 2, sharp 3 sword and ran out of his house. Nile only had leather armor. Clem ran as fast as he could at Nile. Suddenly, as he was half-way there, he heard shouts from the trees. He turned and saw three people from the FireHood Nation come out with full diamond armor. Instantly Clem's morale broke into tiny microscopic pieces. He had only one chance but to run away. He screamed, "Knights! Help me!!!" He had five nights respond to him. Clem told them to distract the diamond guys. Clem had a brilliant idea.... He had a Fire aspect 2 Bow with power 4. No one could withstand if he hit them right in the head. He went down stairs with adrenaline. He grabbed the bow, and went outside. He saw one of his men dead... The poor guy had a good family. That moment, Clem got mad inside and minecraft jumped to the diamond guys. He pulled back the bow, aimed, and fired. Miss!! No way could I have missed!!! He aimed, and fired. Hit! He got one guy right in the head. The guy ran away in pain. He looked at the second guy, aimed, and shot. Hit! Right in the chest. The other guy did the same and ran away. The third guy had no chance. The Knights tore him apart. They gained diamond armor today but lost one good friend. "Wait! Guys!!! Where did Nile go?" They shrugged and looked around. "He must have vanished with an ender pearl." Clem said.
Chapter 1: Clem
Clem is an not a normal Minecraftian. He is extremely smart and is very good at fighting. He's the Minecraftian's Ruler. You would see him running from one end of the castle, and then see him helping his fellow friends make battle plans. Clem woke up and sniffed the air... He thought to himself, I dont like this. it isn't right outside. So he walked outside to see smoke. "No!", He screamed. He saw a guy from another nation using Flint and Steel on his neighbor's house. The guy, who was called Nile, turned around and saw Clem. Clem ran back inside and grabbed his sword. "If I die here today, I want to die a hero."
Chapter 2: The Fight
He put on his pro 4 armor and fire 2, sharp 3 sword and ran out of his house. Nile only had leather armor. Clem ran as fast as he could at Nile. Suddenly, as he was half-way there, he heard shouts from the trees. He turned and saw three people from the FireHood Nation come out with full diamond armor. Instantly Clem's morale broke into tiny microscopic pieces. He had only one chance but to run away. He screamed, "Knights! Help me!!!" He had five nights respond to him. Clem told them to distract the diamond guys. Clem had a brilliant idea.... He had a Fire aspect 2 Bow with power 4. No one could withstand if he hit them right in the head. He went down stairs with adrenaline. He grabbed the bow, and went outside. He saw one of his men dead... The poor guy had a good family. That moment, Clem got mad inside and minecraft jumped to the diamond guys. He pulled back the bow, aimed, and fired. Miss!! No way could I have missed!!! He aimed, and fired. Hit! He got one guy right in the head. The guy ran away in pain. He looked at the second guy, aimed, and shot. Hit! Right in the chest. The other guy did the same and ran away. The third guy had no chance. The Knights tore him apart. They gained diamond armor today but lost one good friend. "Wait! Guys!!! Where did Nile go?" They shrugged and looked around. "He must have vanished with an ender pearl." Clem said.