Chapter 2

Prisoner of the Mother Land

Indy Gasped for air as his face was submerged yet again in an aluminum pale, "Dr. Jones, I can do this all day! Or until you expire which ever comes first!" The German officer gave the under to submerge him again.

"Wait!" Shouted Indy, everyone stopped

"Fuck Hitler", one of the nearby German officers punches Indy in the ribs.

"I can see this one will be tough to break, take him back to a cell." Two soldiers drag a tired Indy back to his cell, and toss him into the ten by ten concrete room, no windows, and no bed just concrete.

"Jock! How did you manage to crash land right into the lions den?" Indy shouts. Jock an Australian pilot had been Indy's personal pilot for years with never an incident,

"Sorry mate, guess I'm getting a little rusty!"

Indy began examining the cell looking for a way of escape only to realize there wasn't one.

"What do they want with you?"

"I found Atlantis Jock, I actually found it" Indy says with a grin.

"Atlantis! It's real!" Jocks eyes lit up with wonder,

"It's very real, the Nazis want to harvest the power source, and with that kind of power they could rule the world!" Jock sank back into the corner he was sitting against.

"Jones, what are the history books going to say about you?" Jock stared at Indy in awe and respect.

"Nothing, if we can't break out of here" Indy pressed his head against the cell bars to look further down the corridor to see a lone German guard sitting

"Jock, play dead!" Indy began shouting

"This man is dying! He needs a medic!" The guard came running to see Jock convulsing on the ground, he quickly opens the door and runs to aid Jock. Indy thinking fast lands two quick jabs to the guard's temple, the guard disoriented tries to draw his firearm, but Indy followed the jabs with a knee to the groin. Jock grabs the firearm,

"We need to lure another guard so we will both have a uniform" Indy motions for Jock to gag the guard.

"Jock put the uniform on." While jock put on the uniform Indy began formulating a plan. Just then a guard started walking down the corridor,

"Remember in Mexico City" Indy whispers.

"Of course mate, Mexico City" Jock turned the gun on Indy.

"What is going on here" the German guard reaches for his side arm, Indy quickly turns and delivers a full force punch to the guards nose, followed by a kick to the gut from jock. Indy immediately puts on the uniform.

"Okay Indy we both got German uniforms, we both got firearms, but uh, what do we do now?"

Indy begins talking and walking toward the only door in the cell block. "On the other side of this doors is a long corridor at the end of that is door that leads to several different bunkers, one of those doors leads to a hanger. It either houses planes or tanks I couldn't tell. Doesn't matter we will use either one to make our escape"

Jock shakes his head in agreement. "Indy I can handle the plane, but I hope you can drive a panzer!"

The two rushed through the door and began a 60 yard dash to the other door. Indy crouched down as Jock stood to provide firing cover if needed. Indy slowly turned the handle and peeked through. "Great, there are about 7 soldiers standing in the corridor. Let's walk out like natural, but don't be afraid to use your gun"

The two walk out and head to the nearest door without even one guard noticing. Indy opens the door to see a large warehouse packed full with people on phones and reading telegraphs and sending messages.

"What kind of war are they getting ready for" Indy thought. Just then a German solider walked up.

"Get over to the prison camp; the workers are getting out of control! Shot anyone you have to" As they marched back down several corridors Indy interpreted what the Commander had said. About 35 soldiers came to a stop in front of a huge steel door, and as the door slowly creaked open Indy and Jock were shocked to see what looked like a small group of 50 prisoners fighting with guards.

"Indy what is going on? These people are all Jewish!" Jock's face explained the horror in his voice.

The soldiers ran out into the crowd of Jewish prisoners and began beating them until there will to revolt seemed to be broken. The commander in charge stood in the mist of the battered bodies and began delivering a speech of how Germany would reclaim all that was hers, and how they would pay for the atrocities they had caused. Commander Julius Schlitz stood about 6 feet tall and had short cropped blonde hair; he seemed to not have an ounce of fat.

"Now which of you thought it was a good idea to try and revolt in my camp? Which poor idiot thought they could actually challenge me! Which of you little pigs thought you could stand in defiance to the Mother Land!" Schlitz walked through the prisoners (now forced to lie facedown in the mud as it had been raining all morning).

One older Jewish man stood up "It was me; I tricked them into thinking we could win. Do not blame these young men for my ignorance?" Indy's eyes began for the first time ever to show deep emotion.

"Indy do you know that man?" Jock shocked to see Indy so emotional.

"His name is Walter Neman; he was my professor in college. He inspired me to become a professor; he always taught me that a true free man is one who knows in his heart who he is and where he is from. I gotta recue him!"

Jock grabbed Indy's "Wait, now is not the time! You will do him no good if you are dead to." Both Indy and Jock stood just inside the main door.

Commander Schlitz approached Walter "You thought you could undermined me? You thought you could rally these pigs to escape! Punishment is a must; sadly it will be the worst for you than for them. I will be forced to watch the torture of your own country men, and then you will choose who lives and who dies. Since you seem to control them so well you will now control there lives even to death and if you don't choose who lives and who dies then they all die" Schlitz finished his edict with a swift punch to the face of Walter, followed by the butt of a rifle forcing him back to the mud.

Commander Schlitz began walking back to the giant door and spotted Indy and Jock standing watching.

"You two since you could not stomach the beatings you will stand in the rain and stand guard until we execute them tomorrow" Indy just nodded.

"Walter, Walter, It's me Henry, Henry Jones." Indy spoke in a whisper.

"Oh Henry, how could you! I thought you would do something much better with your life!" Walters's eyes began to tear up.

Indy smiled "Walter I'm here to rescue you."

Jock began investigating the rest the camp trying to draw a mental picture in his mind. The compound was shaped like a cross, each arm of the cross led to different parts of the exterior. The north arm led out to a runway, the east arm of the complex led out to the camp, the west arm is the entrance to the compound and had a decorated courtyard, and the southern arm of the complex was still under construction and was facing a thick forest.

"Indy we got two options, we can get these guys to the runway and steal a plane or we can get to the southern end and rush into the forest."

"Walter how many men are here?" Indy whispered to Walter

"There about 40 men total, but they are planning on shipping about 400 men women and children within the next month. We were brought to build the camp and complex, Henry the complex must be destroyed its not a work camp its going to be a death camp!"

Indy and Jock looked at each other in disbelief, realizing they could not just rescue the men, but had to destroy the entire complex.

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