War stories thread

My great granddad fought in WW1 at Passchendaele and the Somme in the artillery. He noted in his diary that he saw his friend's fingers get blown off and saw a horse obliterated by a shell. A bomb also went off next to him and his friend had to dig him out. He had bad hearing for the rest of his life. He called Germans 'Boche' in his diary which was an unknown term to me.

My grandad was just on a farm during WW2 and he had German POWs. He said the Germans were friendly and many stayed after the war.

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Your great grandad was just a goy doing the Jews bidding

>great grandad

Ha fag. My actual grandfather was in ww1. He was captured by the Germans and later surrendered. He served with the royal highlanders, 'The Black Watch'. He saw the famous soccer game between the Brits and the Germans

My great grandfather was in Germany during WWII. He didn't like talking about the war and we were respectful enough to not pry. He couldn't even handle war movies because PTSD. In his last years his mind started to slip. He began calling me by my father's name and talking to me as if I was a close friend. He told me that it was very common for German soldiers to have sex with each other. He told me that all the German men would engage in orgies at night in the trenches and that it was "just what we nazis do."

Trenches of ww2?

My grandad said the same thing. He said germans were faggots and thats why he liked killing them. He was a baptist.

your grandad would be ashmed of the little virgin stormcunt letting muzzies take over that you are

Hi antifa

my great gradfather invaded france in ww2 and later fought against the yankees in normandy, the fighting on d-day must have been pretty rough because after the war he had to be institutionalized in a psychiatric ward where he killed himself after a few months

ME GRANDAD WAS A 'ERO
JERRY DIDNT LIKE IT UP 'IM

My grandfather's family was going to be killed by the Soviets, so they escaped to Germany and joined the Nazis until eventually coming to the US

>ww2
>great granddad
Just how fucking young are you fags

One of my brothers mates in the army was in the Royal Marines before he joined the aussie army.
He said one day they were on a search and destroy mission.
They got told to go to this village and kill any cunt they saw pretty much.
There was a sandstorm that day and the sand was jamming their rifles so they were walking through it with bayonet, when all of a sudden they see this cunt with a rag on his face and ak running straight at them with his head down, he must of been tipped of that the marines were coming and was trying to run away.
My brothers mate said all the boys were just like "AH FUCK KILL HIM KILL HIM" because they weren't expecting that.
He said they stabbed him at least 20 times, "we turned him into Swiss cheese" his words lol.

19 nigga

My great great granfather was taken as POW by the English in WWI. He says he ate there better than normal. My great grandfather was mobilised by the commies to fight against the germans. He told said that in the last days of the war 4 Germans hold 1.200 Bulgarians.

my grandpa was buddies with one of the dudes who took out the Tirpitz

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/German_battleship_Tirpitz

>Great Granddad fought in WW1 against France and Russia
>Same Great Granddad and his son, my Granddad, fought side by side in WW2 against France and Britain
>Great Granddad was dispatched to the eastern front
>never returned

Story is obviously a meme, but yes there were trenches in WW2

Your great grandad died like a bitch.

How old am I? My father was made deaf during WW2 by a bomb!

Ya. It's a whole generation gap with the great grandfather in ww2 and mine being my grandfather. You guys sound 12

Haha yeah Sup Forums anons over three generations. I built my first computer in 1980. I wrote my first computer game in 1981. Haha

15 years before you were born. Got it.

Great grandfather fought on the western front ww1 with the 58th battalion of the Canadian expeditionary force. Never met him but was told he had to play dead for two Germans that more or less were right onto of him. Won a French metal when he took out a bunker pinning French troops with his squad. Got seriously wounded by gas when he was sleeping and walked to an aid station. People were surprises he even made it.

My Grandad fought against Italians in WW2, during the famous guerilla mountain war in Northern Epirus and Albania. The Greek Army managed to push Italian divisions back until Germans came to their aid to obliterate any defense.

My Grandad died when I was still young, about 7 years old, from cardiac arrest and while suffering from light post-war trauma. From a few things I remember, he told me a story about his company trying to neutralize an Italian battery artillery placed upwards, on the hill. They camped and searched for paths around the hill to outflank while, during the night, soldiers took turns to guard some positions around the area for any suspicious Italian movement.

Heavy snow was falling during those days and it was even harsher than the actual battles due to an unexpected, severe lack of winter supplies. One morning, my Grandad and his friend went to relieve a couple of their friends from their night shift, found them laying prone to the ground watching over Italian positions, frozen to death.

He's right about German pows working on US farms.
When I was a kid in Maine, my parents had a CB friend who was a former German pow who was in a Texas camp. He would tell stories of how a single (usually black) guard would be assigned to watch as many as 20 German pows as they worked on local farms.
Many of the farmers were ethnic Germans who had sons off fighting and they treated the German lads like their own kids.
He used to say that they could even go into local bars for a drink and that the owners would let them in but not the black guy guarding them.
He ended up returning to EU to work rebuilding as part of some reparations act, but moved to the US in the late 40s with his daughter and married a former UK citizen here who lived through the Blitz in London.
They were an interesting couple.

My grandfather got hit in a dumdum bullet or whatever the fuck they're called during ww1. He was laying out in no man's land for days before the Germans captured him. They were about to execute him when their commanding officer decided to use him as a bargaining chip for their surrender. The shit we never have to experience, Jesus Christ.

He also got kicked out of the Calgary for breaking a bugal over his horses head. Was later thrown out of the military police or whatever for being involved in a revolt within the British forces. They stick him on as a machine gunner woth the royal highlandeds and that's when he got injured and captured

Metal was Croxi de Guerre

your grandfather fought for imperalisistic capitalism and was probably a racist. if hiw country wouldve told him to mow down a millino POC he would have probably have done it

fuck your grandfather

Yeah couldn't imagine being in the shit for a month let alone a year

Communism's over lad get over it. You lost.

Ya man. I think the average life of a machine gunner was 6 weeks. My grandfather made it 6 months before being hit. Fuck, man.

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the communism movements are growing worldwide

we are winning

>He had bad hearing for the rest of his life. He called Germans 'Boche' in his diary which was an unknown term to me.

It's a French slang for Germans
Given that tons of French were fighting at the Somme and Passchendaele, he probably heard it from them

You must become paranoid as fuck wait for that sniper bullet that might never come

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I met an aged old Brit on the train who served on an RAF base throughout the course of WWII and throughout the Cold War.

I asked him his story, and he divulged his experience. He was stationed nearest the countryside just outside London. During the constant aviation warfare and bombings, you could hear the ringing bells of warning, the sounds of Axis bombers running through the targets during the Blitz, and nightly he'd look over the horizon to wonder if the planes were his or theirs he could hear.

He made a few friends and a few good friends of his were there too. You'd see the brave pilots scramble from the runway barely trained enough to fit, and some of their faces never again seen.
The Battle of Britain was a hard time, of course.

One German pilot actually got lost on their way to their target, went on a divergent course towards a rural farm community, decided to just release his payload on a non-populated stonewall area and crashed in a river. He was stumped, promptly captured afterwards.
He noted that the Americans were some of his first experiences with foreigners, and they were the rowdiest, most heinous bunch and had to have a few fingers pointed at them by their commanding officers to calm them down.

During the Cold War, he was stationed nearest the coastline, There was an incident where a Soviet plane decided to pull intimidation and was nearly shot to pieces it got so close, narrowly avoiding an international incident.

Ya shit I didn't even think about that. He died before I was born, by like 20 years (b.1898), so I never met him

Also, like the other user, I think he tried to play dead....or he was moaning in agony. My father told me the story years ago but he's dead now too so I'll never find out

Grandfather was infantry in the Italian theater of WW2.

I only heard this third-hand but the gist of it was his best friend was hit by a shell and his head landed on my grandfather. Gramps was pretty psychologically fucked up afterwards.

Other stories:

Great grandfather is in America as a student (from Bulgaria), but enlists in US Army in WW1 as a conscientious objector. Spends entire time on KP. Yay?

Other grandfather, WW2. Shot twice at Normandy, but not injured enough to be discharged. Spends rest of war guarding german POW's because he was kind of fucked up from being shot twice.


Tells me many of them were 15 year old half starved to death who still put up a great fight. Had nothing but kind words for the Wehrmacht soldiers.

Said the Waffen-SS ones were "scary" and had "dead eyes".

By winning you mean selling yourself out to a authoritarian regime ?

My grandfather was so cool he killed 10 Jews with a flamethrower in WWII.

My great grandfather was a medic in WWI and we were always told he never really had any stories but a while ago I was looking through my grandfather's stuff and found an obituary for my great grandpa and it said he saw action in the Argonne which is pretty gnarly. I just finished reading my grandfather's letters from WWII and he had some pretty cool stories. Especially since I'm a soldier it's crazy to see how the madness that is the u.s. army hasn't changed in almost a century.

My Grandad lost most of his brothers in WW1 and my Grandmother lost all her brothers in WW2, neither had nothing against Germany or Germans, and always spoke well of them to me! My extended family would have been huge had there not been these Brother Wars!

>the communism movements are growing worldwide
>we are winning

Wew lad. Nice definition of "winning" you have there, since everybody makes fun of Communist failed states, and communist economical structures.

Using the same logic you did:
>Furry movements are growing worldwide
>Furries are winning

That's how you sound like, nigger

I'm personally a leftie, but even I can't stand cringy fuckers like you.
Keep denying all the death and suffering caused by communism/communists. You'll totally sound like the more intelligent guy in the thread.

>granddad was maimed in Auschwitz
>fell from watch tower

dUDE LMAO THIS IS SO FUNNY AND ORIGINAL HAHAHAHAHAAHHAH

Grandfather applied and was refused in 1941 due to his medical history.

Applied again in 1943 or 44, don't remember but it was when they were willing to overlook his prior condition.

Took part in the liberation of Holland and then stayed for a while in post-war Germany looking for nazi sympathizers and hold-outs.

He rarely talked about it and we didn't bring it up.

They used rocks to take out tank treads, just know where the gun ports are so they don't open them and shoot you.

His unit protected the flanks of the main force and that included assaulting artillery positions and spiking the guns.

In Holland they were ordered not to give their rations to the locals, but they did because after seeing starving children they couldn't eat anyways.

The only time I saw him emotional is when he talked about a gambler's pocket pistol he bought from a pawnshop. An officer found it in his bag when he was shipping home and confiscated it. It really pissed him off.

Pic related.

Paternal great grandfather
>Karelian, from the village of Terijoki (no commies in family though)
>Winter war vet
>Combat engineer.
>Was shot in the leg, walked with a cane afterwards
>Migrated into central Finland after the war
>Worked in a gun factory in the town of Tikkakoski where he and sons and their families lived up to around 1970s-1980s
>Died in 1964 to a heart condition
Maternal great grandfather
>Tavastian, had and alleged French or Hungarian ancestor from the 19th century
>Had a general store which he tended during the wars
>Served mainly in the home corps, but was sent to the front from time to time
>According to grandmother, he was very angry and grumpy all the time, a trait which my grandfather (his son) inherited, which went to his daughter (my mother) and from her to my sister.

I don't really know much about their experiences in the wars. My grandparents never told them, probably because they themselves were never told in the first place. I guess it was a tough subject for them

As for me, I'm half British. My grandfather was in the RAF during WWII. Fighter Pilot, flew Hurricaine and a bit Spitfire at the end of the war.

I never knew him, he died in an unrelated car crash after the war was over.

I don't really know that much except from what my father said.
He had survived upwards of 5 plane accidents and plane crashes/failure.
Most were close calls and near death experience, but one was really bad, when his planed flipped during a forced landing, almost killing him.

I don't know many stories, but the most interesting and secretive part, was after the war, when he was sent to Berlin to do some secret Ops stuff.

He was an asset, as in he was quadrilingual, he could speak fluently in English, French, German and Russian. Which was pretty useful in Cold War Berlin.

My father said that he didn't speak about that era, since it was mostly confidential stuff, but did tell of a few stories of aborted missions, like gathering prison thugs and using them to carry out some covert op.

What my father said he noticed, is that my grandfather came back from cold war Berlin with a few more scars, and these were not plane crash scars, they were knife or bullet type scars.

Never knew my grandfather, only have a painting of him, but I have at least pride in being told what he did and being part of his legacy.

Hope this wasn't too long or boring.

My Austrian granddad fought the Russians for austria-hungary in WW1. My german fought the russians in WW1 for the German Empire. And both fought the russians again in WW2 for the German Reich in the Waffen-SS.

>be argie
>my family on my dads side came here in 1946 from Germany
>they refused to talk about their past even when they were about to die
>dad says they were very paranoid during their stay here
>sometimes not leaving unless it was absolutely necessary
>no one knows wtf they did

idk wtf they did but they feared being persecuted by the jews

>that Pepe

The Winter War is interesting. One of the rare conflicts in WW2 where it's publicly acceptable to side with nationalists. Any documentaries/movies?

>anti-fa would call muslims "muzzies" and complain about them taking over
Boy, you're about as dumb as the leftists that call everything they don't like nazism.

Great grandfather was part of the resistance during the Nazi occupation of Norway. My family still owns that apartment, directly across the street and up a story from the Nazi HQ in Oslo. Great grandfather would tell great grandma, "take Hans(my grandpa) and start walking away from here. So not come back today for any reason." So great grandma would take my grandpa, and walk away...then 2 hours later a bomb would go off and kill the Nazis

I remember hearing the stories about the rat in their cell. They took him in the night, beat the shit out of him, tied his lips shut with wire, put him in a grain sack and dropped him in a river.

My grandpa was 15 during the end of the second world war (he died last january love you grandpa) and he was enlisted in the hitlerjugend army, he walked away a few times because he wanted to jack off or something. Then soldiers came to his parents house and my great grandfather who was a famous wrestler in that region (and a criminal) told them: ''If you come again, and get my son. I will fucking beat you up.''

Never saw them again.

>mfw german soldiers were so cucked that they cant even own a fat wrestler.

Another story about my grandfather. He was in the bunker with his parents and brother and sister, he got told to run out of the bunker to feed the chickens.

Also he saw his first nigger during war time, he offered him a cigarette.

Sounds like they had an inferiority complex in regards to eastern Slavs, hence they had to join the SS to free up the land using lethal methods for German settlers. Typical jealousy.

I've got an interesting story for you all.
During WW2 my grandfather was a corporal in the Einsatzgruppen division of the SS. He told stories of how when he was in Poland his squad would be sent from town to town to load people into trucks, obviously when they were loading people into to trucks they separated them into groups men,women and children. I remember him telling me about how he was overseeing an execution of resistance fighters one day and how his squad forced around 60 people into a barn of some village they were in and how they chucked grenades into the barn blowing the people inside into chunks of burnt flesh. Safe to say he was a pretty sick fuck he has the most amazing military uniform I've ever seen.

>when autism kicks in

Our times are fucking boring

He blew up 60 AK members? Wew lad.
Also, SS had the best uniforms in history, prove me wrong.

>like gathering prison thugs and using them to carry out some covert op

That's the Dirty Dozen movie

My grandad was part of the Luftlandedivision that attacked an military airport at Rotterdam. The guy sitting next to him in the plane was killed by AA fire. On the ground was heavy fighting and they were looking a long time for a sniper they couldnt locate. After that he was stationed in France, but not involved in fighting, he really enjoyed his time there. After that he was deployed at the eastern front and a Feldwebel in machinegun company. That was probably pure hell. He was wounded three times. The first time he got shot in the lung, the second time he got shot through the neck and the last injury he got that probably safed his life was a dumdum bullet in his hand. He lost a finger and spent the last few weeks of the war in germany.

>99.99999995% of all people to have ever lived were Racist!

>Every single one of my relatives going back before my cucked parents were Racist!

>But I'm not because I've allowed nefarious forces that ultimately want me dead or enslaved have told me so!

You poor deluded bugger. Think about what you're saying. Literally every one of your ancestors would see you as grossly abberant.

>He saw the famous soccer game between the Brits and the Germans

wow that must have been a peacefull back to boyish feels awsome time between hell
which one? because over the span of 3 years there where a few.
with famous, the first one? or the last one?

My German great grandfather was a member of the NSDAP. My German grandfather fought in the Wehrmacht and my Dutch grandfather fought in the SS. They both survived but I pretty much never got to see them, and both never told any war stories when I actually got to see them.

my grandfather was in the wehrmacht and fought in africa and the crimea where he got captured. He got an Iron Cross 2nd Class and the black Verwundetenabzeichen. He died before my birth, everything i know my father told me.

Mmmh, I see.

There is a finnish film called "talvisota". Not sure if you can find a translation for it, but here' s a clip though
youtu.be/nHbr57w-M1c

Then there's a dramstized documentary called "Fire and Ice"
youtu.be/PMa3w8L92Xs
I suppose there's a few more, even one with Russian perspective, but here's just some examples

My great grandfather was a Lieutenant Colonel in the Regina Rifles Regiment. He fought at the Somme And was injured during a lull in the fighting when he was over in a British section of the line learning entrancing techniques. He was machine gunned by Germans while working on the front, the team that was supposed to be covering them had fallen asleep.

For the duration of the war thereafter, he was in charge of regiments training cadre and worked closely with the Buster Brothers developing trench raiding and assault tactics that were utilized by the men in Ypres, Passchendaele, Canal Du Nord, etc.

He had to walk with a cane for the rest of his life, which came to an abrupt end while he was overseeing the construction of a new branch of the lumber company he worked for as a manager in San Francisco.

My grandmother was intensely proud of her father and I'm proud of him too. He was a militiaman from the age of 16 and believed in the Empire. He was a patriot and a blue blood... And he led from the front, which was unusual for the time, especially with his rank.

There's proof of that, actually. A sizeable portion of early Nazis were fags that learned to like being fags in WW1.

Is there any chance someone could remove the MAGA hat from this picture?

I know right? WW2 was grandpa's war.

Quit being a bitch nigga

>Let alone a year.

They were in for the duration of the war back then, my dude.

>My great granddad fought in WW1 in the artillery.
Wow me too, OP. He was a Lt. in the Artillery and kept a journal the entire war as well. I've thought about publishing it here but I've been too lazy to transcribe all of the cursive into a text file. Fucking cursive.

>He called Germans 'Boche' in his diary which was an unknown term to me.
He used this term, too. It's actually really funny because 'Boche' is short for 'caboche' which is the french word for 'cabbage'
>boche -- caboche -- cabbage -- kraut
Same fucking insult, just different language and time, lol.

My great grandad was a RAF pilot
He didn't like to talk about it so I presume he bombed a lot of civilians

Quick addition: I remember an entry in his journal about how hyped they all were when the first crates of BARs arrived. I know I'd be fucking lit if I went from a bolt action rifle to a BAR.

>He was stumped
What's that mean in australoid? You guys use words like 'heaps' so some things I can't quite decipher.

Based

Soccor game was before america join, stop lying

>granddad knocked up grandma right before he deployed to France in ww2
>died there

I wish I'd gotten to meet him. I'm sure my dad does too.

He's probably a liar but there was AEF in the war theatre at the time.

I worked with a man who was an orderly in a VD ward during the Koren War.

The biggest problem they had was keeping guys from killing themselves because the were in so much pain.

War is hell, penicillin is a blessing.

My grandfather died during a motorcycle accident

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My grandpa died in a concentration camp. He fell off a guard tower. :(

My grandfather fought against Germans in 2ww, never talked about it, only time he told me a "war story" was when I asked him to tell me something about 2ww for school project. He said in spring 45 partizan unit "liberating" Slovakia come to his village and asked for volunteers. People were scared what would they do if refused, so few young men, including my grandfather (17yo) volunteered. Immediately after that, without any training they sent them to Poland right into fight and used units formed from these volunteers as cannon fodder for scouting. Week into his war, around Krosno-Jaslo his unit got into situation, where retreating german unit returned just to destroy his unit of scouts. He and bunch of others managed to run into some house, and barricade themselves, but they only got rifles and 2 grenades, so they thought they are already dead, because there were around 50 Germans. But apparently Germans didnt have any heavy weapons either, werent into storming the house with rifles and machine guns, so they decided to smoke gfs unit out. Turned out it was retarded idea, because soviet fighter pilots saw smoke and made target practice of them. It was happy ending for my granddad, but 2 days later his unit was sent for scouting again and that time he was shot and seriously injured, luckily survived.

People born in 2000 will be 18 next year

does he still tell you stories now?