1. Your cunt

1. Your cunt
2. What did your granddads were doing during WW2?

>cunt
>supplied allied ground troops as a pilot across northern Africa and southeast asia

visiting poland

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2. Dad's dad was in 6th Photographic Squadron US Army Air Force (he was a professional photographer in civilian life). Mom's dad enlisted in the Navy when he turned 17 in 1945 but the war ended before he was through with radio school; he spent the next year in Alaska monitoring Russian radio communications.

One was borning and other one I never met therefore I don't know.

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shagging my grandma and having 16 kids (not joking).

great grandpa killed a few germans

prison guard in a german prison

Mechanic. Apparently he worked on Patton's Jeep

One of them going to regular highschool, the other going to the Navy's mechanics school

A signalist. Fought in the continuation war.

Grandpa 1 was fighting in Italy, got PTSD and drank a lot afterwards

Grandpa 2 owned a fuel truck business so he was busy on the home front

Grandpa 1: fought the Japs in New Guinea

Grandpa 2: staff sergeant in Japan during the postwar occupation

Grandfather (father's side) served in the Army and saw some action but didn't really get in the shit till he served in Korea where he received two purple hearts and a silver star.

His brother served in the Marines and died on Saipan, I know very little about him other than he was apparently quit the gearhead and hounddog like myself, so my grandfather told me when I was growing up. I'm sure I would've got along great with him.

Father served in the Brown Water Navy during Vietnam on a Swift boat patrolling the Delta, got in a bunch of firefights escorting Seals (frogmen as he wrote) in and out of the hot zones, but he never mentions it. Every bit of information I have I've obtained from my grandmother's letters my father wrote her during the war. I've never dared asking him about it. He doesn't even like bringing up the fact that he served (grandmother told me he was spat on when he returned home in uniform).

I could go on past that and present, but those are the most significant.

Grandfather on my moms side was a bombardier for the RCAF but dropped chaff rather than bombs. I don't think he really entered the war until 1944-45 so he didn't really get a chance to do much, at least combat wise.

Grandfather on my fathers side was drafted into the Italian army as an artilleryman. His brother died in Greece and his best friend died in his arms. There was a brief armistice signed and they were chillin on a hill when some fucker from the RAF strafed the two of them and hit his friend. I heard that part from my father. Nonno didn't talk much about it otherwise but he told me about the constant bombing by the allies and how the krauts would be screaming at them while manning the spotlights despite the fact that the lights only worked for about a kilometer and the planes would fly at two kilometers. He says he remembers them bombing for like 90 days straight and that the hum of the engines in the distance has never left him. My father also told me that when the krauts were retreating they were ordered by that cock sucker hitler to kill all the italians they were with but the krauts my grandfather was with weren't subhuman savages and they let them all go.

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2. one was licking his wounds from Chaco war, the other was serving in the Army yet and probably hunting political dissidents

Father's dad was in the newfoundland merchant navy, transporting foodstuffs and war supplies across the north atlantic to GB and eventually famined af netherlands, same with my mother's grandfather

the canadian and british merchant navies were pretty much the single most desired target of the u-boats, so my they had some pretty crazy stories

also, my dad's dad has some cool clogs he brought back after the war

grandpa was in the airforce, he fought in the north african campaign. He didn't see a lot of ground action, fortunately (he was armed with a double barrel shotgun and a revolver). He pretty much reloaded bombs on a bomber. can't really remember all the details of his stories, but i remember he used to say how his guts would go up and down when the bomber dove straight down and flew almost to sea level in order not to get intercepted by the british airplanes.
He ended up MIA (my grandma received a letter from the army) when the driver of the truck he was onto decided not to wait for the order to retreat and drove off, which was the right choice, since the order never arrived and those who were on the other trucks ready to fall back ended up being captured. He spent 8 days and 8 nights in the north african desert with only a canteen of water. he and his squad traded cigarettes for food and water with the locals, and that's how they managed to survive and get back to the HQ.
and they say smoking kills.
very nice story

Led a bunch of Indians after D-day
Got most of them killed
Went back to India and helped coardnate Indian forces defending against Japan
Then he married an Indian princess
Tbh even if I have poo blood running in my veins it's still cool what he did
His manor in India is now a government heretige sight

Oh yeah he used a french semi auto(can't remember the name) that h traded with a solder from the evacuation from France
He kept it after the war and got in trouble with the police

I never met my grandpa and my dad won't talk about him, but I know he was a fucking asshole and at that time he was probably just running parties with the money he earned out of his business.

Be a 2 y/o toddler when it was over

directing a high school in the middle of nowhere (patagonia)

*1 year old
Forgot it already ended in May

They weren't born yet

He fought in the Pacific.

There is some footage of him in a WW2 documentary that's on YouTube but I'm too lazy to find it

He got shot once and hit with grenade shrapnel once too lol

1)Bomber captain

2) Military Engineer

3) Army Officer

4) SIS

so... you have 4 parents?

He fought in the British Army then came here sometime after the war and bred my grandma

Got free mechanic training, veteran pussy, and the GI bill without ever leaving the states.

He went back to Kansas and married a woman whose boyfriend was still stationed abroad.

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just sitting back and enjoying life while the big boys fought over nothing

Great grandparents, my grandparents were too young to do anything in WW2

/ not alive (born a little after the war)

Was raping German grills of course.

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2. My Russian grandfather was fighting in the Red Army and the Ukrainian one was living under Nazi rule in western Ukraine.

1. Algeria

2. Plant landmines for shits and giggles, he hated both sides.

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-My paternal grandfather was a Luftwaffe pilot. He was shot down over France but survived the plane crash. The Americans stitched him together on a hospital boat but he lost a part of his lung. I still have some pictures of him in his uniform next to the airfield.

-My maternal grandfather was a Flak gunner. He got like half of one hand shot-off during the war.

Laughing at euros killing themselves

Enlisted in the Navy at 16 only for the war to end about a two months later.

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My one grandfather was a medic in the Wehrmacht.
My other grandfather hid his Jewish friends in the basement and they survived the Holocaust.

Grandpa walked (!) home from Gulag to South-West Germany only to find out his wive married another man.

I bet he was marching in the front row of the parade.

Not even born yet. How old are you fucks

You're doing some pretty good catching up with your murder rate there

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1939 - 1941, worked in a automobile factory that was converted to a munitions factory.
1941 - Wars end, deployed to Burma, as a royal engineer. Was once accidentally being shot at by Indian soldiers who promptly apologised.
Parents have newspaper clippings from the time featuring him with Japanese prisoners of war.
They also have the tail-end of a bomb that was dropped by the Luftwaffe on the factory he worked in, the story goes that it was an early war, daylight bombing raid, so the factory was working at the time, fortunately it didn't go off in the factory itself, but later exploded when the WW2 equivalent of the bomb squad showed up to take it away. (Apparently they were putting it on the back of a truck and it just... exploded.)

1. Mom is German, Dad is English
2. one grandfather was sent to finland to fight the russians, the other was a surgeon on a battleship
i don't think either of them saw any combat

1. Waiting to help the germans

2. Waiting to help the germans

#1 KIA in 1943
#2 Served in logistics
And I dunno about #3 or #4

Nothing, they were born in late 50's

1. Young naval officer in the Soviet navy. Served on a cutter that landed spies and naval infantry behind German lines on the Black Sea.
2. Helped resistance fighters in Copenhagen.

What did he do then?

>Sup Forums has WWII veteran grandfathers, and not Vietnam/Korea/Algeria/Indochina veteran grandfather
And I'm not even that young. What the hell?

Some people have children in their 40s you know.

1. Was a kid, but his house was occupied by the british, up to 10 soldiers lived in his house at one point.

2. Just farming stuff, lived isolated from civilization together with a few other families on a little island.

World War 2 wasn't really that important for my country.

fucked your (grand)mother

Might be it.

Anyways, could get bothered to drop this in for whatever good it does the thread:
>great-grandfather
>chilling out in German-occupied France, running his BTP company (bâtiments travaux publics, where you'd be commandeered by the state to build them whatever)
>(grandmother at that time chilling in Vichy France close to the sea so she wouldn't have to suffer from the british air raids)
>germans walk up to him one day and bully him into building them a V2 launch site (or so says my grandmother)
>on the way to building it so he won't get shot by the germans
>at the same time had slipped to one of his resistance friends what the coordinates for the launch site were
>wound up getting to the brits somehow
>brits (or Americans who knows...) decide to blast the unfinished V2 site to hell
>...coincidentally on a day my great grandfather is on site overseeing the operations
>...so ends up getting bombed by allied planes but survives
So much for the glorious resistance.

>great-uncle
>Indochina war but never said a lot about it

>grandfather
>Algerian war and has never ever said a word about it to his wife, my mother, or me
>still trying to figure if he tortured algerians while there

Any Frenchies know of how to track down algerian war veterans?

Pedophile.

Dad had me when he was 37. He served in Vietnam from 1969-1971.

I'm 30, oldest sibling is 38, 39 next month. What do I win?

drove supply trucks ahead of patton's army

got strafed by krauts

the other one was discharged because he had bad legs

Paternal grandpa was a doctor in math and worked as a telecommunication spy agent in China to crack codes

Maternal grandpa was a watchmaker and worked as a combat trainer of the army deployed in China

My paternal grandfather served his arbeitseinsatz at a farm just scross the border

A couple of years later he married my grandmother, she was german and had fled all the way from thr polish corridor to western germany. Recently, we found out her father was a high ranking ss official hosting ss orgies at his mansion and exterminating poles at the local concentrstion camp

Other grandfather was just a kid, soent most of the war at a farm in a small village with s brother to strengthen and because the allies tended tk bomb the border town quite often

unrelated, but ....
In wwi, the fishing ship my greatgrandfather was on, was stopped by a german submarine. The germans came onbaord and gave the men 10 minutes to gather food, clothes and compass before they would sink the ship. They then went on a little rowing boat,overcrowed, and rowed for two days before coming back to the faroes.
It was his fist time sailing, he was only 14.

Mine didn't even knew about WW2 nor that we fought on it.

What was his Vietnam war nickname?

Shitdick Malone. Got it from his time during RR in Thailand.

My grandfathers were both like 8 or something. One of my great-grandfather volunteered in the Winter War in Finland though.

Granddad was in China.

He fixed planes. Got the pin badge recognizing his years of service.

A true canadian patriot if I ever saw one.

manchuria

One of my great grandpas was a NS(Norwegian fascist party, supported by the Germans) sympathizer and was jailed for a couple of years after WW2, and their family was ostracized after the war naturally.. Also had a great granpa involved in some kind of resistance movement.

fucking my grandmother with optimal efficiency

If your grandfather did anything relevant to war effort in WW2, that probably means you are at least well into your 40s or 50s now, which leads me to believe that most of people in this thread are making shit up.

My grandpa was recruited to the Navy at the age of 18, And Japan finished surrender on the day of his operational unit assigned from boot camp.

ITT: people who are too old to be on 4chainz

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from my mother: my grandfather was in the afrikakorp, got arrested by americans and was send to the usa as prisoner of war.
from my dad: my grandfather was mostly stationed in france, had a lot of fun there. later he was called back and tried do defend germany against american invaders. on january 1945 he surrendered to british troops.

Narrowly avoided being sent off as a doctor

Working in his corn fields

Was a lieutenant and a doctor in the U.S. Army, stationed in Italy. Met his wife, a British woman, after the war was nearing its end.

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2. Mom's dad was reconnaisance officer, and it was fucking cavalry, lol. He got 4 injuries of various seriousness, until 43. In 43, they got in tough shit with his pals and horse stepped on a landmine. Landmine's part crushed granddad's collarbone, and medics got to pull the bone out god knows why.

Dad's dad was some guerilla cell member, and in 42 he became sniper. Got to Berlin almost without injuries. He also was a jew.

mom's side was a farmer
dad's side was waffen SS

One was being shot out of cannon the other was dropped on Japan.

Giving kids candy and treated every Chinese with politeness and got to be friends with them in Nanking. This is the truth of Japanese invasion and WW2 in Asia. No war, just candies and friendship.

My grandfather served in the North African campaign and said he volunteered to clean out the remains of the turret gunners on the fighter planes because no one else would do it, he always talked about how much he hated Germans and what a mistake it was not to kill all of them, said the same for the Japs too

He also said he had to serve alongside a battalion of blacks and that they all deserted as soon as the action started, he always hated niggers for that too

He was in the Airforce

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2a. Grandad one: in the Pacific -- naval warfare against Japanese
2b. Grandad two: in Australia -- fucking lots of women. I have illegitimate Aussie relatives so I demand citizenship

one was like 14 when the war ended
the other was like 7 when the war ended, this one later migrated from italy to argentina.

why are jews so good at not dying

Both Granddads were in essential war industries and had lots of kids, so didn't serve in armed forces, but their younger brothers served - USAAF and the merchant marines. All came home alive.

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Grandpa 1: airplane mechanic/engineer in the Pacific. Saw some action but not much
Grandpa 2: too young to fight in the war but was part of the American occupation of Germany afterwards

hoping the germans won
t. northern irish parents

La Résistance.

My region (Lower Navarre) was known for it, lotsa Nazi executions down here.

One was killed by the japs in PNG, the other wasn't old enough to fight.

I"m 26. My grandparents on both sides had a fair amount of kids (4-5 each) and kept having them until late in life (my grandmother was 40 when my mom was born, no no autism memes please. my mom is normal). My grandparents were young but still were involved in some way. My post here:

Being like 4 years old and living in Brooklyn.

my grandfather was in the navy. his brother was killed when a german sub sunk his ship.
interestingly though my great-grandfather was german and nazi sympathizer during the war (god bless that man), and he had to report to some agent every week because of that.

my dad had rich parents who sent him off to college so he didn't have to fight in vietnam (even though he wanted to) guess you could call him a fortunate son.
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Lied about his age to join the Navy (13 years old, 6'2" said he was 18), got certified to be a medic and transferred out of his unit to be a medic in the Pacific, a week before his old unit got shipped to D-Day
Meeting my granddad and marring him while he was on shore leave, not learning his real age until a couple years after marriage
Other side my grandpa was learning how to walk again after recovering from polio, while his wife helped manage the farm, raise the first couple of their eventual 7 kids (oldest uncle was drafted into the army in 1945, he chilled in a captured German Town for a few months until the war ended, remained in the army until a couple months before the Korean war began)

One grandpa was a machinist who made submarine propellors.
He went deaf doing it so they gave him a color tv in appreciation when he retired.

The other lied about his age and joined the marines at 16.
When it came time for amphibious training they found out he couldn't swim, so they tied a rope around him and threw him off a ship, he learned.
He wound up stationed in Hawaii and all the photos we have of him during the war are just him and his friends in front of titty bars.

Grandad was an orphan who became a bomber pilot in the Pacific theatre.
He got the highest rank he could without an education and served as a bomber pilot in Korean, then Vietnam.

Grandmum was an orphan who became flight nurse and served in the battle of Normandy, responsible for triage.

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one was niggering around, the other was convincing his girlfriend to leave her moderately rich parents to marry him (so he'd give her 10 kids and leave right after the last one was born). I'm pretty sure she was fairly autistic