Chapter 1
June, 5th 1944
12:35
Occupied France
Outside Normandy
Captain Jim Harrison exhaled a large puff of smoke as he peered through his binoculars at the small bunker on top of the hill with tons of guards, fences and searchlights.
"Very inconspicuous", he whispered. He looked at his lieutenant and signalled for him to get the men into line. Harrison took one more puff before throwing his cigarette into a small puddle in the dirt.
He and his team were in an old mine and he had landed in enemy territory seven weeks and four days ago about fifty miles away from their intended target.
Their Major was skewered by a tree after his parachute failed and he tumbled to his death along with about half of the strike team that was supposed to be here.
Harrison was next to be in charge so he took command of fifty men and led them all over the countryside miraculously one day before the Allies stormed Normandy.
He opened his backpack and took out a package containing files marked classified. He took the top one and read the mission.
Major Cooper
You are to infiltrate a General Himmlers Research and Development Bunker. A weapon has been discovered as agent Daniels McCall said in his last and possibly final report. Your mission is as follows. Before the early hours of June 6th you are to take and hold that bunker in wait of allied troops who will be storming the beach. Protect equipment and intelligence. If protection is futile destroy everything and acquire transportation for Channel Crossing and prepare to be picked up by H.M.S Mannington.
He folded the paper and sealed it away again. He looked at his Elite strike team, now merely forty-three of the one hundred. He checked his Thompson and decided to give the men a speech.
"Right in, defend got it men". "Yes Sir!" they said in unison. He really had to work on speeches, he thought to himself. He called the Second Lieutenant to take twenty men over the other side of the hill and cut through the wire there. He was going to charge head on into the fray with the men.
After a couple of minutes he checked to see if everyone was in position and after checking he was in position screamed at the top of his lungs "For England!". And leapt over the rock he was hiding behind his men crying a battle cry behind him.
He shot the first guards at the foot of a watchtower and they cried out as they died and fell into the mud. His Second Lieutenant rushed the guards at the metallic doors of the bunker and they fell in a similar fashion.
They all met up outside the door which a private was working on, moulding some plastic explosive. Harrison's adrenaline was up and when the door blew inwards, crushing three guards in the confined space, he charged in Thompson blaring and screaming like a mad wolf.
Once they cleared everyone they made their way down the Bunker, leaving five men to stand guard at the bunkers entrance.
The team continued down into impossible depths, way deeper than any other bunker until they reached a large hanger. There was nobody there and as his men entered and the door closed he knew he had fallen into a trap.
A Shrill echoed all around the room and the men put there hands to there ears, dropping their weapons and crying as blood pooled out of their ears. The pain was immense for Harrison and he too dropped his Thompson.
A figure clad in black and bearing the Nazi Symbol walked from an entrance with about twenty me with him and he held a blue glowing object which he promptly turned off. He took out ear buds and when Harrison's senses began to he was slowly clapping them. Harrison couldn't believe it, months of planning to be foiled by metal and wires.
"I applaud your defeat Captain, it was a magnificent battle down though". "I hand picked twenty of my best idiots to guard the upper levels". "I must say though I thought you had more sense than to bring your entire force down here and leave five to stand guard". "You really don't talk much, no".
"The allies will be landing tomorrow and by then we will be gone, in fact Normandy and about twenty miles around it will be gone for you see the allies will capture this bunker and find a device with, wow documents telling of what it is". "They will start it up and then thousands of British troops and warships will die whilst the main force of the army is safely tucked away ready to take England".
Harrison dropped to his knees and the German laughed evilly. "I knew you'd despair but this is really pathetic". Harrison smiled as he picked up his Colt. 45 and looked at the general. "What they'll find is you dead and this bunker destroyed".
He whipped it up and shot the German and five of his guards with him. His men acted immediately and grabbed there weapons as well. The other five guards also responded and sprayed the team with hundreds of bullets.
Immediately twenty fell whilst the rest scrambled for cover from the volley. Germans seemed to come out of everywhere from the balconies to the cleaning closets. Harrison looked over a crate he was hiding behind and saw the Staff sergeant also hiding with his M1 Garand and firing madly from cover.
"Sergeant what's our status"? "About eighteen of us left sir whilst the enemy heavily outnumber us". "Do you see that Bazooka over there" Harrison pointed to the Bazooka. "Yes" cried the Sergeant over the din of battle. Take it and shoot the southern walkway, it'll take most of them out".
The Sarge left cover for a brief moment and shimmied over to the Bazooka which was still clutched by a dead Corporal. He aimed for a minute before firing. The walkway exploded and the guard numbers were reduced to nearly nothing.
The team finished off the remaining guards and secured the area. The door from which they came in was getting hammered on and the team guarding the entrance begged to be let in.
Harrison nodded and a private opened the door to let them in, immediately closing it afterwards. The two guards who were bloodied and bruised came forward. "The tops lost sir, hundreds swarming they came earlier than excepted. Harrison took a look around the hanger and saw a console. He also saw the Nazi crawl over and press a button before he could shout out a warning.
A private shot him and he died cackling, "too late now". As the door began to get pounded on Harrison looked as a platform rose from the central hanger and a large machine with a Blue Stone in the middle appeared. Harrison told the men to set charges and secure the area whilst he ran to a desk containing many papers written in German.
He searched through the documents and found that he could reduce the area of detonation to about fifty metres and survive. He turned to a Sergeant and bellowed over the roar of whirring machinery " get the men and get up next to the stone and stay there".
He nodded and shouted at the men to climb to the stone on top of a gaggle of machinery.
Meanwhile Harrison got behind the console and turned everything up so that it was lit by green lights all along the boards. He then jogged over to a panel on the side f the machine and after a good kicking it fell away. He peered into the gaggle of wires and looked at his watch. He set a bomb to explode when the machine reached it's maximum efficiency level.
He had about twenty seconds left and he climbed up to his men. As the machine began to glow bright blue the bomb detonated and a brilliant flash of blue enveloped them all as the world span and went black and Harrison could hear nothing but a scream.
