Battalion: Stagnant Flame
Chapter one: Three years ago…….
Famous last words: never give up without a fight
*three miles below the Arctic Circle*
"Polar Base do you copy? I repeat do you copy?" "We have you Spike 3, but your signal is weak. Speak clearly." "Affirmative Polar Base!" "Proceed east until you find the German forward base, then do a recon and get out of there." "Copy that Polar Base! Spike three out!"*gets off the radio* "Alright men! We're doing a recon of the kraut's base! Any questions?" "Yeah I got one!" "What is it Ryan?" "Does that mean I get shot in the tail again?" "Any OTHER questions? No? Good! Now move it before I freeze my can off!"
*20 minutes later, German base*
"All right guys, quiet now." "Sir." "What Johnson?" We've got a kraut patrol coming this way." "All right guys put on your silencers and find cover." *everyone gets into position* "here they come. Everyone quiet up." (Translated German) "Heinz there's no way I'm drinking that. Go find somewhere to make good coffee." "Shut up Markus I'm not your mother." "No, you just make bad coffee." "Ja and you can't shoot straight." "Ja I can, you're thinking of Willi, Willi's Hitler youth, he can't hold a gun yet." "Ja, he keeps crying like a baby who needs a diaper change." "It's worse when he hurts himself. He cries so bad I can swear the Mobians can hear us fifteen miles away." "Well duh they can, they're Mobians, and they have sensitive ears." "Ja and I am twenty feet tall." "I'm telling you Markus, they can hear a nail drop from a mile away." "NOW!" *the hidden soldiers jump out from their hiding places and spray the two Germans, but one bullet hits a flare and it goes off, alerting the other Germans around the base* "crud! Run for it guys, they know we're here!" *they run towards their base, but some Germans jump out of nowhere and knock them out*
*30 minutes later, German gas chamber*
"(Translated German) well, well, well. What do we have here? Americans? British? Russians? ""Nein sir, they're Mobian commandos. Black guard to be exact." "Whatever. I am not picky. Turn on the Stagnant Flame" "what's that Kraut?" "A killer gas. Made in Berlin. It can kill you in fifteen seconds I'm told. You'll still be in pain, but not for long. Turn on der gas." Ja sir!" *when the gas turns on the commandos clutch their throats, roll over, bend over, throw up, and die* "fifteen seconds Herr General." "Good." *the Germans leave the room* *5 minutes later* *one of the commandos, Sergeant Shadow D. Broekheart twitches* TBC……