Chapter 1: The arrival
September 1942
Seine-Inférieure, German-occupied France
German troop train
Autumn was coming to France, and the countryside outside was a green-grey wash of colours as the troop train slowly rolled westward. An earlier rainstorm had passed them in a rumble of wetness and noise and petrichor, heading in the same direction as their lumbering locomotive, and the farmland outside was a green gleam behind windows that held back stray raindrops and cool air alike. A pale sky held dominion overhead, wan sunlight tracing out high-altitude contrails from aircraft above and to the north - American bomber squadrons heading eastwards in thick streams, curlicues of escort fighters woven in faintly among them - and even though midday had barely passed, the light felt thin, almost faded as it scattered across the French countryside that the train was slowly wending its way through.
Inside the double handful of train cars, German soldiers lounged in a variety of positions, some sitting with cards, others sleeping on shoulders of friends, and others yet merely sitting and watching the view outside scroll past. Most of them were from the Heer - the German Army's ground forces - and from Training Replacement Battalion 332 specifically, but there was a scattering of Luftwaffe blue too in the one car, as well as soldiers from other units. The air smelled of men and leather and wool, and the thick tang of leather-fat that only new, fresh equipment had. The men of the replacement battalion were all young, drawn from training schools and home barracks units across a number of regions in Germany, and their posting here, to France, was a simple rotation to replace other, earlier cohorts of troops that had been drawn off to make up for losses on the Eastern front. Trained soldiers were pulled from existing units and sent to fronts where they were needed, while new soldiers - the "greens" - filled their positions in their old units. It was a simple system, in practice, and helped to get the greens on their feet faster. The time of being sent straight to the front, was not yet upon them.
Training Replacement Battalion 332 was linked to the 332nd Infantry Division, and was stationed in Germany itself. As the greens finished their basic training in the replacement battalion, they would be sent out by train - as replacements - to the sub-units that made up the 332nd Infantry Division, which had been tasked with guarding the French coastlines since 1941. There were three infantry regiments - the 676th, 677th and 678th - as well as smaller artillery, medical, tank destroyer, logistics, and other divisional units in their area, with the bulk of the replacement troops usually going to the infantry regiments; these regiments were usually the ones who saw the most frequent depletion to fill other battered units from the Eastern front, and thus saw a commensurate higher inflow of replacement greens too.
These three infantry regiments of the 332nd division were scattered along the length of coastline from Le Havre in the west to Dieppe in the east, and the troop train was scheduled to drop groups of soldiers along a long, crooked circuit that looped from just north of Le Havre to just east of Dieppe. The French railway lines rarely ran straight for any length of time in these parts, and the trip had been a slow progression of small towns, small railway stations, rattling bridges, and the constant threat of resistance attacks (although the latter was apparently rather rare in the 332nd division's occupation zone, or so the greens had heard). The greens had been issued with rifles and light marching loads of ammunition - a Mauser rifle and 30 rounds of ammunition each, for most of them - but the rifles were racked at the front and rear of the various compartments, and only the machinegun nests on the coal carriage, exposed and wet behind the locomotive, showed any sign of vigilance.
Scattered between the greens, with silvered stripes proudly displayed on their upper arms, or embossed around the edges of their epaulettes, more senior soldiers and junior non-commissioned officers kept a watchful eye over their flock of greens. Some of them had service years behind them, usually the corporals and younger sergeants, while the senior privates generally knew less of combat, but had been around for just as long. In the one troop car, number seven, a lean Obergefreiter sitting against the back bulkhead checked his wristwatch, and frowned...
OOC: okay folks, this is the intro scene to our adventure. You are one of the replacement soldiers being sent to the 332nd division - specifically, you have been assigned to the 677th regiment, which is stationed somewhere on the coast.
You can start preparing yourself mentally for who your character is and where he comes from, how he experienced his time at the training school in Germany, who his friends are/ does he know any of the other player characters, and such.
We'll commence with in-character posting once our full batch of players is on board (pun not intended).