(Dimitri Gobachuvisi ) (22, November 1919, Tank Commander)Full name: Dimitri Gobachuvisi
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Appearance:
The one pointing somewhere.
Personality:
Dimitri, brutal and cold, as he with his own free will signed into the army to defend his motherland and to protect every brother and sister that believes in the glorious revolution that will one day either die out by the fascist plaging their country or liberate the fascist lands and bring honor and glory to the motherland and to the revolution which he believes in without a doubt on his mind, and would gladly die for the cause.
He sees the battlefield like a playground, like a chest bored, where pawns can be only used for to sacrifice for the bigger picture which he has already embraced that he will also be seen as that if he dies within his tank together with his crew.
The fact that he could die at any moment within his tank by an enemy Ap round also makes him have a feeling of brotherly love towards his fellow soldier, if the revolution didn't make him feel love for them this sudden chance of death would well anyone that has the same beliefs that he has will be treated this way. All the others that don't agree with his views will either know he doesn't like them or will feel it whenever he can see the window to do the finally strike to wound or kill this enemy to the revolution.
Brief history:
On his own free will Dimitri Gobachuvisi joined the army in these harsh times of war against the fascist pigs that have plagued the lands of his motherland, his family, his people. He had a smile on his face as he walked up to the signing man that will bring his destiny upon him, for him to join the red Army to serve and protect the USSR and his family. Going through the military school to be trained in the workings of the Soviet standard tank the T-34-85 that he will drive into the battlefield to either die a hero to the revolution as he had served his duty to protect the motherland or come out alive to keep fighting against the fascist pigs that plague the country, that is if he even completes with passing colors the test from the academy, which he had been quite lucky to be even accepted into with his crash course of how the tank worked, what to do if this or that problem would arise.
The young future to be Tank commander had nearly not been accepted into the ranks of the military school since he had woken up a little late than he had set his alarm on the clock to ring at, for him to get a bath and still have time for breakfast. He did have time for the bath that he took every two days but no breakfast. So running out of his little one roomed apartment he nearly also forgot to close the door of his little cozy home, but lucky remembered taking out his key he locked the door and went on his way down the stairs from the second floor and down to the ground to jump onto his bicycle only to arrive at the military school ten minutes before the entry exam began.
Which he passed thanks god. So the first two weeks went with studying the workings of the motor the T34 runs on, different parts on what to do if it broke down and pistol training on how to clean and shoot with it. As a week had gone by with him relaxing with taking and remembering the gun of his, go to school for the crash course that he would be using in a few hours since He would be going to the front then as a commander for reasons he really don't know. He has had quite fun this last week studying and memorizing each part while training his pistol masrksmenship at the target range at the school when he could, doing that from monday to friday as he used friday and Saturday to go out drinking with his fellow comrades at the school. sunday was used as a recover day from the hung over from the wild dinking of his but then monday came again, standing in front of the school early in the morning he got the okay to finally be drafted out into the battlefield.
Role: Tanker: Tank Commander
Expertise: The normal crash course of how the Tank works how the pistol should be cleaned and how to repair the Tank in case of break downs or any other failures that dosen't require a trained mecanic.
Weaponry:
1x Tokarev TT-30, a handgun with two mags of ammo.
2x RG-42, fragmentation grenade.
1x binoculars