Joachim Paul Assböck

Joachim Paul Assböck

  • Born: 1965-10-26
  • Height: 5' 9¼" (1.76 m)
  • Extended Reading
    • Anabel 2022-10-23 19:22:47

      story after

      After watching it, I felt it was good, and after I wanted to know, I checked the protagonist in the film: Major Whittlesey, whose birth and growth were omitted, after being rescued from the encirclement on October 7, 1918, as follows:
      Promoted from major to lieutenant colonel;
      10.29 Repatriated to...

    • Alejandra 2022-10-23 20:17:48

      Times make heroes

      2022.05.02

      Soldiers take obedience to orders as their duty, but Major Watersey is not only such a soldier, he thinks more and more deeply, "How should we fight this battle? How can we protect the lives of our soldiers?" When encountering such a commander, the soldiers Blessed. Of course, people will...

    The Lost Battalion quotes

    • Capt. McMurtry: What's your name?

      Lipasti: Private Lipasti, sir.

      Capt. McMurtry: Where'd you learn to run like that?

      Lipasti: I used to take a shortcut home through a Mick neighborhood, had to outrun a lotta your "Irish confetti", sir.

      Capt. McMurtry: Well, I'm glad one of my cousins didn't bean you with a brick.

    • [after an incoming artillery round lands dangerously close to the trench]

      Cepheglia: That's just some traveling salesman throwing iron cigars.

      Rosen: Translation: German artillery.

      Cepheglia: Which brings me to stuff. There're two kinds of stuff.

      Rosen: Stuff going out, ours. Stuff comming in, theirs.

      Cepheglia: Mud crunchers must learn to judge between different kinds of stuff. If you here something that whistles and knocks, that there is a whiz-bang. Get on the ground. Sometimes Herr whiz-bang brings along his lady friend, Minnie Waffer.

      Rosen: Minenwerfer.

      Cepheglia: Minnie Waffer sounds like one of those whining hot corn ladies on 10th Avenue.

      Rosen: Nah, it's more like the B.R.T. coming out of the tubes.

      Cepheglia: The thing is that they're real hard to judge. So just hit the ground anytime you hear something like that. And don't worry if it hits you, 'cause they got a lot of other stuff. Like Jack Johnsons, Whimpering Willies...

      Rosen: G.I. Cans, airplane bombs, machine guns...

      Cepheglia: And all sorts of potato masher grenades. Don't worry about any of that 'cause it all comes down to that...

      [shows the troops his rifle with a fixed bayonet]

      Rosen: When you go face-to-face with a mud crunching heinie bastard with one of these at the end of his rifle. You better stick it in him before he sticks it in you!

      Cepheglia: That... you gotta worry about.