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As we re-entered base Wolfe was almost gunned down by the guardsmen before we explained to them just what the hell he was. When we cleared him through, everyone else in the base just seemed to gaze at him in utter confusion and bafflement. Meanwhile, the rest of our jobs were not quite yet done for the moment. Woodward was in charge of nearly all of the forces in the region that were pushing the Nazi line back out of France, or at least trying to. When we strode in, he turned and saw the now hulking seven foot tall Mech-Wolfe stan.
They have just lost their commanding officer… I have lost my commanding officer. After the retreat, we lost him to the Nazis. Tobias is either dead, or worse, the Nazis may have taken him prisoner. Who knows what they may do to Tobias while they have him in their diabolical hands. We have recollected and hidden ourselves again half a mile to the southeast of the facility, and the now twenty nine man strong platoon is itching to get back in there and save our CO.
Hormes is among those thinking we outta make a rescue attempt. Hokinson, you are in charge here now, you know how important Lieutenant Wolfe is! We have to do something!
I was awoken from my peaceful sleep by the sound of shouts, shots and alarms going off, yet what made me bolt from my comfortable perch were the sounds of explosions, three of them.
Followed by decreasingly frequent gunfire. Fortunately I was already in uniform, as I was simply taking a nap. A privileged, high ranking Officer of the Wehrmacht, and not to mention one of the brightest scientific and technological minds in the world does need plentiful rest. I march out of my quarters and ascend to the roof of the facility I have been so graciously given by the Fuhrer himself six years ago. I fully awaken to see a rather bewildering sight. Dead soldiers of the fatherland are scattered about the main floor, bullet casings, blood pools, and down below on the ground, in the forests, was a crater from a Panzerschreck fired by one of the privates.
Near the crater, laid an unconscious American soldier, sprawled near a tree with a noticeable dent in it. Amerikan troops attempted to o. It is the evening of June 20th, , I gather up my small platoon of thirty-five seasoned troops. We have been in North Africa, Sicily, and Italy, this was not our first bout with the Germans and I knew it would not be our last. The former platoon commander was killed back in Tunisia, and I had to take the reins.
Ever since, we have been giving the Germans all hell, and the top brass recognizes that. My number two, Corporal Hokinson, has been by my side since Sicily. He was transferred from the Pacific theatre to the European one by request. The man clearly knows how to keep a cool head, even when having his helmet knocked off by gunfire, almost knocked the poor bastard out cold for a few moments when I thought for sure he was dead.
He keeps the fact he actually hails from Britain a secret, and very few others know of it, myself included. He stood by the door, off to the side from the rest of the men. Second Lieutenant Tobias Wolfe June 19th, Week nine of being in this god damn hell, and every day it just seems to get more and more like hell itself. We have been stuck near a town called Aurillac, some three hundred and fifty miles from Paris, which is still under the control of those damn Germans.
Ever since Germany has started holding its ground, the top brass of all the good guys have been sweating bullets. I am writing this while lying in my bunk bed, inside a bunker built thirty five feet beneath the surface.
My god our superiors must be wetting themselves at the mere thought of what those Nazi bastards are capable of to build a bunker that deep underground. I get the shivers just thinking about it, last I heard in a recent counter attack against the Red Army, the Nazi.
Introduction It is … …And the Second World War still rages… …Hitler has against all odds held back the relentless assault of Stalin, and has outlasted him… …Desperate, the Allies have combined their resources in hopes to topple the seemingly endless might of the seemingly invincible Nazi Regime… …German science has found a way to keep the aging Fuhrer from decaying any further, in fact, reversing such aging, to return him to his finest hour, and the allies have yet to understand how… …FDR has passed, Truman as well, Eisenhower now leads the United States from the front lines, the first president ever to do so since George Washington… …Churchill still remains as prime minister out of emergency, despite his elderly state… …The United States is the only nation to possess the atom bomb, Japan is no longer a threat, and Italy is pacified… …D-Day was botched… …And instead, the.
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