Be me, 24 year old senior private in the Polish army. Stationed on the Belarus border at a village forgotten by god. Place is at least 30 clicks away from the nearest semi-big town, not even a city. Living in a decent sized camp with 9 other dudes in my tent so no privacy. Cant disclose how many of us in camp but its enough to patrol our stretch of the border round clock and mostly keep the towelheads out. Be out on patrol with my battle buddy late at night, middle of nowhere means no city lights means no light pollution means pitch fucking black. Be thankfull for my NVGs while my buddy is running a thermal occular. Start seeing something off in the distance laying on the concertina wire on our side of the border, thinking to myself its propably another makeshift ladder the engineers made to go through the wire. Buddy says whatevers laying there its got a feint heat signature. MFW we get closer and its not a ladder, its a fucking corpse that's been ripped to shreads way more than it had any right to be by the wire. At this point I seen some dumbasess die of dehydration, freezing to death and once I seen a guy that was mauled and partially eaten by a boar
You're doing a great job keeping those refugees out. Hope you don't suffer from ptsd.This is not paranormal though.
Part 2But I have never seen something like this. We're talking missing limbs, part of the face, organs hanging out, deep visible slashes across what's left of the torso, guts entangled in the wire. And the worst part is that it was a kid. I realy dont like illegal immigrantion especially when its used in a proxy war but this was just a kid that propably got dragged here by his parents thinking they could skip a border and go to germany or france but instead he ended up displayed on three rolls high concertina wire like some fucked up piece of art. I damn near puked in my skii mask but managed to keep it down. My buddys voice pulled me out of my trance - Jesus fucking christ and all saints how did this even happen Annon? -Fuck me if I know. I dont even know how the fuck he could have got up there that wire is like twice his fucking height. -Maybe he fell down one of those ladders and got mangled on the way down? -And got his leg, arm, half his face and some of his fucking torso ripped of by fucking wire? -We should call this in. -Yeah, no shit. Do...Suddenly i picked up some light maybe 300 meters away in the forest, it was hard to tell cause my NVGs were making my depth perception all fucked up. -What is it? My buddy asked me.-I got light. My 12. Maybe 300 meters. Check it with termal tell me what you see.- Two signatures of in the distance one is small and very hot, not moving much, maybe a fire. Other is human shaped moving slowly around it. But its hard to tell exactly at this distance. I decided to call it in and ask for orders.- Whiskey-Tango-Actual come in this is November-Julliet-Alpha over.-November-Julliet-Alpha this is Whiskey-Tango-Actual we're receiving you over.-Actual we have a civillian body at the 58th kilometer and what looks like a person with a campfire some 300 meters into the forest over.-Say again alpha you have a body and a person with a campfire just 300 meters away from it?-Thats a-firm actual
Part 3 -Copy that Alpha are you sure the civillian is dead? Over.-Positive actual, over.-Copy, we're sending you some backup ETA is 15 minutes. In the meantime I want you to detain that person with the campfire and secure the scene. How copy alpha?-Solid copy actual. Moving to detain, alpha over and out.-Actual over and out.-Shouldnt we wait for backup? My buddy asked me.-For what? Its just one towelhead. Besides we dont want him running off once he sees car lights.-What if hes the one that did this? He said pointing to the boys body. And I was suddenly once again aware of it as much as I didnt want to be.-Stop being a fucking pussy dude. What's he gonna do against the two of us and 60 rounds of 5.56? -I aint no pussy. Im just thinking ahead.-Well stop it and lets just go fucking detain him.-Allright, lead the wayI starter moving slowly through the underbrush in the direction of the fire that was noticebaly larger even from this distance. Whole time I was thinking why would some raghead make a fire this close to the border and our routes? Why wasnt he booking it further west? Did he know this body is here? Did he try to cross with the boy? Why does my Corproal hate me? Why are tankers so fucking stupid? And what's that smell? Wait... the smell. Noticable stench of something cooking. But it wasnt pleasant like your moms goulash, it was pungent and sharp like someone overcooking bone broth. The realization came over me and i stopped dead in my tracks maybe 100 meters from the fire. I held up my fist to let my buddy know to stop and went down on one knee slowly. I flipped up my NVGs raised up my beryl and looked through the magnified holographic site. And then I saw what I couldnt see through the NVGs due to the light reflecting from the fire. There was a big ass fucking cauldron sitting on the fire.AFUCKINGCAULDRONTo say I was horrified is na understatment. Of a towelhead? A russian? A Man? Fuck no.
a witches sabbath
Part 4Of a caniball in buttfuck nowhere Poland with a taste for ragheads?FUCK YESI swiped my barell towards the figure standing next to the fire and got a first good look at it. In front of me instead of an arab man was an old white lady with a nose that belonged to a stereotypical jew.She was wearing a traditional slavic dress with red patterns on it and a scarf with a floral pattern on her head tied underneath her chin. If it wasnt for the fact that she had a comically giant nose and glowing red eyes I'd think she was a stereotypical slavic babushka. Wait... She has red eyes. And shes fucking looking straight at me.- Oh shit! I said louder than I meant but its not like stealth mattered anymore.-What the fuck is that?! My buddy asked no one in particullar.-Polish border guard show me ur hands! I yelled in Polish, she didnt react just kept staring daggers into me.-Polish border guard show me ur hands now! My buddy yelled in english. Again no reaction-Ruki verh!(Hands up) I yelled in russian just in case. At that the old lady cocked her head to the side and started slowly raising her hands up. I started moving slowly forward with my rifle raised up but not pointing at her, my buddy following me. When we got about 50 meters away from hair i heard two trees, one on my left and one on my right start creaking and small branches strted falling. Looking up I couldnt believe my eyes when I saw a house standing on what I tought were trees but turned out to be two giant chicken legs. Suddenly the house started moving towards the woman and when I looked back at her she was inside the cauldron holding a broom when suddenly the cauldron strted flying.
Go on...
>>39498721US MARINES story (told to me, not mine)>be near suicide forest (by mount fuji, japanese self defense force has training fields there)>middle of night (let's say 3am) standing watch while fireteams sleeping>suddenly all white ghost in samurai armor walks into the forest>other guys on watch swear they saw it too>mfw goosebumps as i type this out
Part 5-What the fuck?! My buddy yelled. I didnt say anything Ive seen enough and just started letting of doubles at the fucking witch. My buddy followed suit and one of us had to have hit her cause she let off an inhumane shriek of pain followed by a roar that sounded like a mix between two cats fucking and someone running a fork on a chalkboard. The witch the cauldron and the fucking broom all flew into the house that then proceeded to fucking sprint away at speeds that something that big shouldnt be able to move through the trees.- Was that a fucking!? My buddy started.-Baba Jaga. I finished-How.. I mean what... Where in the fuck?!-Dont even Ask me cause I dont fucking know.Baba Jaga is a witch from slavic folk tales that lives in a house on chicken legs. She is mostly portrayed as an evil old woman that abducts and eats children. She flies around in a cauldron using her broom to steer it. She is known in every slavic culture and varies depending on them. But that is the premise. We started hearing engines on the road and decided to go back there cause fuck that bitch. On the way back i layed out what we were going to say to the leadership. This was going to be all kinds of fucked upTHE ENDThis is my first anything Ive ever written so feel free to point out any shortcomings. If there are any writing mistakes feel free to point them out but remember im not a native speaker. In case your wandering yes I am a Polish soldier that was stationed at the border and yes I realy did see a body of a migrant mauled most likely by a boar and partially eaten. Its in fact what inspired me to write this story.
Nice one, I liked it
>>39499271Are you the author of the post in your screencap?>>38748447https://archive.4plebs.org/x/thread/38748447/#q38748447>bells, yes bells
>>39498721Go to /lit/ and post it in the /wg/, it would be a pleasant change of pace, you actually have what it takesCheers and have a merry one!
